Wednesday, June 20, 2018

BOOK BLITZ for "Escape Forbidden (Aberrant Prequel)" by Ruth Silver

Escape Forbidden
(Aberrant Prequel)
by Ruth Silver
Publication date: June 15th, 2018
Genres: Dystopian, Young Adult
Fight to stay alive. 
The Gravelands are a dangerous place. 
In a world of uncertainty, Cora Manning knows one thing without a doubt: getting into Genesis will offer her a brighter future.  
When the intake coordinator agrees to let her in because of her genetic makeup, Cora discovers the promised city of utopia is nothing like she imagined.
The rebellion has begun.


Excerpt:

“Sit,” Noelle said and gestured toward the cot positioned on the floor.
Without much thought I wandered over and stretched out to lie down. Had it not been a trying day and with bombings outside, I’d have opted to go home or at the very least refused special treatment. That was what Noelle offered me, wasn’t it?
“You don’t have to stay here all night,” I said. It felt weird to be watched as I slept. “If I need anything, I can let you know. Or I mean, whoever stays.” I didn’t want to assume she wouldn’t go home either. I shut my eyes and relaxed against the cot. It wasn’t the most comfortable bed I’d been in, but it beat the straw in the barn.
“Toby and I will alternate, unless your fever breaks. Then we’ll both go home and let you sleep in peace.”
Hearing her words was enough to help me relax. “Okay,” I mumbled. If only I had the ability to control my own body temperature.
Noelle shut off the lights which helped ease the throbbing pulse behind my eyes. The distant wail of the siren ceased. Had it ended? Was everyone safe? I took momentary comfort in the quiet of Noelle’s office and allowed myself to fall asleep.
During the night, I heard the door whine and I attempted to roll over, only half cognizant of where I was. The cot groaned beneath me and I felt the warmth of metal against my cheek.
“Wake up, little girl,” an unfamiliar voice said, and I heard the distinctive click of the safety released from a gun.
My eyes flashed open, staring up at the intruder, the gun tight against my skin. How would I get out of this mess?


Author Bio:
Ruth Silver enjoys reading, traveling, writing, photography, boardgames, and playing with her dogs. 
"REFUGE FORBIDDEN (Aberrant prequel)" by Ruth Silver will be available June 29, 2018. 
She also writes adult romance under the name Allison West. 


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Tuesday, June 19, 2018

BOOK BLITZ for "Dethroned (An Inimical Prequel Novella)" by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

Dethroned 
(An Inimical Prequel Novella)
by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge
Published by: Monster House Books
Publication date: June 19th, 2018
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult

For eighteen-year-old Rouen Rivoche, being a fairy princess isn’t about fancy parties and happily ever afters. 
Rouen’s people are the dark Fae whose powers of lightning, thundersnow, and all things Winter make them cold, severe, and 100% intolerant of rebellion. 
Too bad being a rebel is in Rouen’s blood.
Against tradition, she’s teamed up with Syl Skye, the sleeper-princess of the fair Fae — a mortal enemy who Rouen should want to kill but only wants to kiss. Plus, to be with Syl, Rouen’s masquerading as a glam goth-rock star and human high school student. Honestly, Rouen doesn’t think things could get any more complicated. 
Then, she discovers she must become Queen of the Winter Court or all her people will die. No pressure. 
Now, dark forces are amassing in the Winter Court, turning Rouen’s people against her and blocking her path to the throne. Even Syl with all her powers of white flame and Summer can’t stop this new kind of evil. 
Because betrayal cuts close when it’s someone you love… and now it looks like Rouen’s going to be dethroned before she ever becomes queen. 

Excerpt:

Chapter One
Rouen

There’s nowhere I belong
No home, no hearth
No sing, no song
A princess with no kingdom to rule
– “Nowhere I Belong” – Euphoria
It’s December 24, Christmas Eve in the mortal realm, and you know what that means.
Only fifty-four days to go. Fifty-four days until the Lunar New Year.
Until I take my rightful place as Queen of the dark Fae.
No more being Rouen, princess-assassin and rebel. Once Father steps down—and he said he would—I’ll take his place.
Half of me, my dark self, says he’s lying through his fangs again. But the other half of me remembers the father-before, the man he was before our realm was crippled by our mortal enemies, the fair Fae. That man taught me to fight, to tap into the Winter in my royal blood and hear the wintry nightsong running through our Dark Faerie realm like a secret language.
The Adamant King. He was a good father and a great king—powerful but even-tempered, severe but just.
That’s the man I could trust. That man would keep his word to make me queen.
Even though there’s never been a dark Fae queen. Ever.
I’ll be the first. I can’t wait to rule, to do whatever I want, to be with whoever I want.
In fifty-four days.
But who’s counting?
“Not you,” Syl murmurs sleepily as we lie on the beat-up couch in the dressing room of our local club/hangout, the Nanci Raygun. It’s a snug room wallpapered with faded band flyers and covered in peeling spray paint art. The best thing is the comfy couch that’s ideal for snuggling with your girlfriend.
“Nope. Not me.” I kiss the top of Syl’s red curls. She knows me too well.
Just like I’m the princess of the dark Fae, Syl’s the princess of the fair Fae.
We’re complete opposites. I’m everything Winter—storms and squalls and brutal cold, unyielding ice and thundersnow. My Syl is the epitome of Summer and sun and brightness, with the power to purify dark magic with her white flame.
We met when I tried to kill her.
Technically, we’re mortal enemies. Winter. Summer. You get the picture.
Long story short, I tried to assassinate her. Not my finest moment, but I was controlled by Circuit Fae black-magic—a Moribund infection that stole my will and forced me to hunt her down when she was a mere mortal. Sleeper-princess that she is, though, she Awakened to the fair Fae power inside her.
Hoo-boy, did she give me a hard time. I loved it. Still do.
Syl snuggles in closer. Her nearness sends a spike of warmth shooting through me. She leans her head on my shoulder. “Is it time for your gig yet?”
Ancestors, I hope not. I’d rather lie on this couch with her forever. Lazily, I look past the Euphoria fliers plastered all over the dressing room and check the faded Blue Bee Cider clock on the wall. Almost 11 p.m. “Ten minutes.”
Ten minutes till I step onstage and take on the Euphoria half of my mortal guise. The other half is a seventeen-year-old high school junior, but this is more my style—local legend and goth rockstar violinist. Thanks to my powerful Glamoury, only Syl, her mom, and a few kids at Richmond Elite High have put the Rouen-Euphoria connection together. Otherwise, the human paparazzi would have a heyday with us.
As it is, they mostly leave us alone. Good thing, too, since tonight, I want some peace.
Tonight’s special.
In a little bit, Syl will be headed off on her own. Her task is less glamorous, but far more important. She has to leave to grab our Christmas Eve dinner.
I’ve never had a proper Christmas Eve dinner. It’s a mortal thing and very different from my people’s Dark Yule celebrations (which involve a lot of mayhem and destruction), and I’m looking forward to it.
Syl turns her face into my shoulder and says something like, mumble, mumble, don’t wanna, mumble, mumble, cold outside, mumble.
So. Adorable. I kiss the top of her head, inhaling the heady scent of sunshine and vanilla. My sweet fair Fae princess.
I’d do anything to protect her.


Author Bio:
Raised by witches and dragons in the northern wilds, GIE writes angsty urban fantasy YA romance--where girls who are mortal enemies kick butt, take names, and fall in love against all odds. 
She enjoys long hikes in the woods (where better to find the fair folk?), believing in fairies (in fact, she's clapping right now), dancing with dark elves (always wear your best shoes), being a self-rescuing princess (hello, black belt!), and writing diverse books about teenage girls finding love, romance, and their own inner power. 
She might be planning high tea at the Fae Court right now. 
GIE is multi-published, and in her role as an editor has helped hundreds of authors make their dream of being published a reality. 
The Circuit Fae series:

Derailed – A Moribund Prequel Novella

Moribund eSampler (FREE)

Moribund

Ouroboros

Dethroned

Inimical 
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BOOK BLITZ for "Not Her Gargoyle" by Annie Nicholas

Not Her Gargoyle
by Annie Nicholas
Publication date: June 18th, 2018
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
Ruby is done with jerks, dead-end jobs, and eviction notices. Everyone else she knows is finding ways out of this crappy neighborhood, so why can’t she? Since opportunities refuse to fall from the sky, Ruby makes her own. To hell with the little voice in her heart whispering about love. She never met a man she wanted to keep… then she met a gargoyle. Men were boring after all. 
Nick was a con, a thief, and a rogue. He couldn’t keep a dime in his pocket even if it was glued. Then he met a ruby. Not one from the earth but one of flesh and blood. And ass. Let’s not forget the ass. Stealing her heart was now all he wanted. 
He has a plan that could make both their dreams come true. It only involves an itsy-bitsy risk. All they must do is rob a witch.
Oh, and avoid the dragons.
Grab your copy for only 99¢ during release week only!

Excerpt:

A distant dragon roar made Nick miss a wing beat. He swirled out of control for a second and caught his balance. One of them was close and he bet it was Eoin. Masquerading as a human would help Nick avoid recapture. He increased his speed, heading back to the apartment.
Landing on Ruby’s fire escape, he found the window cracked open for him. He smiled at the small gesture of kindness. She was one of the sweetest women. He recalled how fiercely she’d protected her sister from the vampire and himself when they had invaded the apartment. That felt like forever ago. She had been ready to fight them both. Brave and beautiful and kind.
Once more he wondered why she didn’t have a mate.
Nick climbed inside and found her on the couch, feet propped on the coffee table as she watched the evening news. Three empty bottles of beer sat next to the couch.
“Honey, I’m home,” he sang out. He’d always wanted to say that.
She gave him a huge grin and waved him over. “Come sit with me.”
The couch seemed too small for the two of them so he sat on the floor in front of her instead, leaning his back against it.
“Look.” She pointed to the television. “More gargoyles.”
His brothers were on the evening news, flying over the city’s port. “Yeah, I know them.” The dragon would hear about this if he wasn’t already watching. Nick hoped his brothers would lie quiet for a few days so Eoin wouldn’t blast them from the skies.
Ruby draped herself over his shoulders and handed him a beer, rubbing her face on his skin. “You’re very warm.” She snuggled closer between his wings, her arms lazily circling his neck from behind. “Can you shoot flames like the dragons?”
He snorted and took a sip of beer. “No. Are you drunk?” He eyed the bottles. There were only three. Then again, she was much smaller than a gargoyle. Maybe three was all it took.
“Nah, but I’m feeling good.” She sighed and seemed to melt against him. “I had an awful day.”
He reached behind and scratched her scalp with the tips of his claws like he would any family member in distress. He knew from experience that it felt good. He’d had a bad day too. Touching her made him feel better.
She moaned in his ear and it sent shivers down his spine. She bent over his shoulder more, giving him better access to her head. “That feels great.”
He undid the pins holding her hair and allowed it to cascade over his chest before continuing to massage her scalp. “What happened?” She felt so soft and tiny. Delicate like an angel. A brief whiff of her sweet smell and he struggled with the urge to bury his nose into her hair.
“What do you mean?” Her voice was muffled against his skin. Sleepy.
“Why was today so awful?”
“My boss sold the diner. I might be unemployed soon and my landlord is pressuring for rent.”
Nick finished his beer, absentmindedly scratching Ruby’s head. Stalking her boss until he changed his mind on selling the diner would probably end up with the police being called. Killing him was not Nick’s style. “Who’s the new owner?” He moved his hands to her shoulders and gently massaged the knots. Maybe they could be convinced to keep Ruby as an employee.
“The right side is worse than the left. Oh God, right there. Don’t stop.”
Those breathless pleas made him shudder. His wings reflexively expanded. She was setting off instinctual triggers. He breathed through the strong urge to carry her away somewhere dark and secluded. Teach her a thing or two about gargoyle anatomy. The desire to show her exactly how good he was at making women scream grew. The good kind of scream. Not the bad kind. Well, he could make them do that, too.
“I don’t know about the diner. I imagine I’ll meet them soon. My boss says that my job is secure—”
“That’s good news.” He ran long strands of red hair under his nose. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply. So, he didn’t have to beat anyone.
“It is, but it’s also a lie. I’ve been through this before. The shifters are trying to clean up this area. They are building shifter oriented neighborhoods close to here and investors are gobbling up every available building.”
“They are planning to make this neighborhood nicer?” That meant safer. Shifters were territorial and the majority responsible citizens. Any criminals in the area would be smart to move. He scratched his chin. Most shifters didn’t care for his kind.
“Nicer means more expensive. It means my landlord can increase the rent, which means I’m going to have to move just like everyone else.”
This wasn’t the Ruby he remembered. She seemed deflated draped over his body in defeat. “But you could find a better job at one of these new businesses.”
“That’s if I can find a job. The last place I worked was a biker bar. The new owners renovated the place, it became an after-work lounge for hipsters. Then I was fired because I didn’t fit their expectations as a bartender.”


Author Bio:
Annie Nicholas writes paranormal romance with a twist. She has courted vampires, hunted with shifters, and slain a dragon's ego all with the might of her pen. Riding the wind of her imagination, she travels beyond the restraints of reality and shares them with anyone wanting to read her stories. Mother, daughter, and wife are some of the other hats she wears while hiking through the hills and dales of her adopted state of Vermont. 
Annie writes for Samhain Publishing, Carina Press, and Lyrical Press. 
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Friday, June 15, 2018

BOOK BLITZ for "High Risk (Risky Business Duet, #1)" by Siena Noble

High Risk 
(Risky Business Duet, #1)
by Siena Noble
Publication date: June 15th, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Caleb Martin. Lost prince of business royalty. The young airline mogul with a reputation for dominance in both the boardroom and the bedroom. But before he was worth billions, he was my first love, and my brother’s best friend. We were supposed to grow old together… until a tragedy ripped us apart. 
After six years I thought I’d finally moved on, but fate throws us together again. I try to tell myself he’s just another client, futilely resisting the temptation to mix business with pleasure. But there’s more than just our shared pain keeping us apart. Giving in to temptation could destroy everything we’ve both built in the last six years… but is Caleb worth the risk?

Author Bio: 
A proud Pittsburgh, PA area native, Siena Noble has explored and inhabited all kinds of fictional worlds through her writing since age ten. Although she’s always been a sucker for a good love story and possesses an incredibly dirty mind, she never imagined that her publishing debut would be erotic romance. What started as a silly short story idea quickly became something much bigger, a demanding Master of a manuscript whose every whim Siena submitted to. 
When she’s not busy reading, writing, binge-watching Game of Thrones, or doing a million other important things, Siena enjoys traveling, archery, and getting lost in the woods (also known as “hiking”). She and her better half/writing buddy/sometimes Sir/sex muse live together in Pittsburgh. Their dream is to relocate to the middle of nowhere and build a castle capable of withstanding the impending zombie apocalypse. 
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Wednesday, June 13, 2018

BLOG TOUR for "Survival of the Richest" by Skye Warren

Survival of the Richest, an all-new emotional and romantic standalone from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren, is LIVE!

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An heiress without a cause.
Two billionaires determined to claim her.
And a war fought on the most dangerous battlefield--the heart.


My story starts with a plunge into the cold water of Manhattan's harbor.

A strong hand hauls me back onto the deck of the luxury yacht. Christopher was supposed to be my enemy. Instead he protects me with fierce determination.

That should have been my happily ever after, but then Sutton appeared--ruthless and seductive. He doesn't care that my heart belongs to someone else, because he's determined to win. No matter the cost.

It's an impossible choice, but I can't have them both.

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Excerpt:

My body heats at the words, at the remembered pleasure of Sutton’s mouth on my sex. Christopher looks down at me, as if he can feel the heat emanating from between my legs. His expression turns stark, as if he’s in pain. That’s only fair, because I’m in pain too.
“You deserve better than that,” Christopher says, but there’s no way to pretend he’s talking about Sutton. He’s talking about himself and we both know it.
“He gives me what I want, which is something you might try next time you like a girl.”
“It wasn’t that,” he says, harsh again.
“No?” I step forward and place a hand on his chest, feeling the way his heart beats strong and fast. He may want to be unaffected by me, but he isn’t. I tilt my face up toward him.“You didn’t imagine me naked in the cabin later?”
He sucks in a breath.“You were too young then.”
My words come out as a whisper.“What about now? Will you do what Sutton said—imagine me in this dress when you go home after this?”
“It’s not fucking decent,” he says, even though the silk covers every part of me. It’s a perfectly respectable dress, when it’s not hitched up around my waist.
“You can thank Sutton for this,” I say, because it’s true. He’s the only reason I lean forward and place my lips against Christopher’s, touching them in some terrible attempt to show him what he gave up, to prove to myself that I don’t care about either of them.
Christopher sucks in a breath. For a second I think he’s going to pull away. He stiffens and grasps my hair with his fist. Easy enough for him to stop the kiss. Instead he dips my head back and deepens it, exploring my mouth with his teeth, his tongue. Opening me wider until I whimper. Pulling me close until I can feel how hard he is beneath his slacks.
His other hand fists in the gauze of my dress, and I realize he’s holding me with both hands clenched—one in my hair and one in my clothes. I don’t know whether he’s doing it so he doesn’t have to touch me or because it’s a way to control me without bruising me. He uses both hands to tug me closer; I’m pressed so tightly I can’t imagine getting away.
Where Sutton had been raw sensuality and playfulness, Christopher is pure determination. He kisses me like he’s a conquering army, like I’m made of gold he has to grasp—or lose forever.

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About Skye:
Skye Warren is the New York Times bestselling author of dangerous romance such as the Endgame trilogy. Her books have been featured in Jezebel, Buzzfeed, USA Today Happily Ever After, Glamour, and Elle Magazine. She makes her home in Texas with her loving family, sweet dogs, and evil cat.

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COVER REVEAL for "The Awakening (The Forest Spirit, #4)" by T. Damon

COVER REVEAL for 

"The Awakening (The Forest Spirit, #4)" 

by T. Damon


- Title: The Awakening (The Forest Spirit, #4)
- Author: T. Damon
- Release Date: August 21, 2018
- Publisher: Snowy Wings Publishing (snowywingspublishing.com)

Synopsis: 

After nearly a generation of wary unrest in the Forest since the time of the reckoning, the ogres finally arrive and all hell breaks loose. The kingdoms are falling apart, the last remaining Higher Spirit is weak, and Gorgon only grows stronger and more powerful, basking in all his chaotic glory. The secret to stopping the ogres and saving the Forest from Gorgon's tyrannical rule could lie with the gnomes—who are still nowhere to be found.

In the fourth and final installment of The Forest Spirit series, King Felix and Queen Eleonora's multi-species army are joined in their quest to regenerate the Forest by several unlikely warriors, all set on defeating Gorgon's reign and returning the kingdoms to their prior normalcy once and for all. When the beings and animals of the Forest no longer have anything left to lose and re-balancing the Forest becomes a family affair, only one result can inevitably ensue—an awakening to the truth.

Author Website: tdamon.wordpress.com
Twitter: @tdamonauthor
Instagram: @tdamonauthor
Facebook: @tdamonauthor

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

COVER REVEAL for "Miss Demeanor" by Beth Rinyu


Miss Demeanor
by Beth Rinyu
Publication date:
August 16th, 2018
Genres:
Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Spoiled. Privileged. Brat. 
What others saw as entitled, I saw as standards, and mine were high, especially when it came to men. The boys I wasted time on in college were now a thing of the past. I was setting my eye on the real deal: Rich, successful, nice looking, good personality preferred — but not required. 
I had it all figured out, I’d live off my family’s good fortune as I waited for my wealthy Prince Charming to sweep me off my feet. That was until my father decided to come up with his own ridiculous plan:
-Move to New York City (good)
-Take a job at a magazine owned by one of his friends (bad)
-Cut me off financially after three months (worse) 
All out of options, I headed to the East Coast to start my job. Feeling much like a princess being thrown into court with the commoners, I intended to fail, and fail miserably — that was until I was given an office with a view and my own advice column. Suddenly, working for a living wasn’t so bad after all… except for him. 
Obnoxious, boorish, rude… take your pick. He was the exact opposite in my quest for Prince charming — except for nice looking and good personality not required. He hated me the moment he laid eyes on me and was determined to make my life a living hell whenever I was in his company. Little did he know, he had no idea who he was up against, I planned on matching his animosity toward me in ways he never imagined. But the funny thing was, the more he got under my skin, the closer he was getting to my heart, making me reassess the girl I once was and focus on the girl I wanted to become.

Excerpt:

“Oh, I’m sorry, is filing papers beneath you?”
“No…I didn’t say that, but I’m not going to settle on a job I’m clearly over-qualified for!” I snapped.
“Are you?” he challenged.
“Yes, I am. I didn’t work like a dog for six years in school just to push papers around. A trained monkey could do that.”
He took a piece of paper from the pile that was on the table and handed it to me. “File this,” he requested.
“What?”
“Did I not speak English? File this,” he repeated.
I paced my breaths, willing myself not to lash out at him. He wasn’t going to get the best of me.
“Guess all that schooling didn’t train you as well those monkeys.”
I narrowed my eyes and pursed my lips, unable to deal with his insults anymore. I stood up and flung my purse over my shoulder. “You are a complete and utter….”
“Ah, Miss Perkins!” An older gentleman entered the conference room, stopping me from the pounding I was just about to give to Mr. Cheap Suit. “I’m Henry Andrews.” He rushed over to shake my hand. “I see you already met my nephew.”
“I have, and I was just leaving.”
“Oh, why is that.” He glanced at his nephew, obviously sensing the tension that loomed.
“I-umm…just don’t think this job is what I was looking for.” My eyes bore into his obnoxious nephew who refused to look away first.
“Now, Miss Perkins, I’m sure we can do something to have you become part of our team, after all, your father is a very good friend of mine.”
“Oh, well I really appreciate your kindness, Mr. Andrews.”
What the hell was I doing? I had the perfect excuse to walk out of here, even my father wouldn’t fault me for standing up to the horrible nephew’s behavior. But when I saw his nephew shaking his head over his uncle’s kindheartedness, I just couldn’t help myself. He clearly didn’t want me working here for some reason which made me in turn want to work there just to piss him off.
I sat back down when the older Mr. Andrews motioned to the chair. “So, Miss Perkins, what is it you wanted to do with our company.”
“Please call me Rose.” I smiled.
“Uncle Henry, I already explained the position we have available to Rose and—”
“That’s Miss Perkins to you.” I interrupted.

Copyright – Beth Rinyu 2018
*Unedited & Subject to Change


Author Bio:
Ever since I can remember, I have always enjoyed Creative Writing. There was always something about being able to travel to a different place or become a different person with just the stroke of a pen - or in today's world a touch of the keyboard. 
My life is not as interesting as my books or the characters in them, but then again whose life is? I'm a mom of twin teenage boys,a crazy Border Collie and a cat with an identity crisis! I guess you can say writing is my form of Calgon! 
Thanks for taking the time to learn about my books and me! If you decide to read them (and I hope you do!) please be sure to go on and review it for me - yes, even if you don't like it! 
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Monday, June 11, 2018

BOOK BLITZ for "In A Faraway Land: Billionaires in Disguise: Flicka (Runaway Princess Bride, #3)" by Blair Babylon


In A Faraway Land: 
Billionaires in Disguise: Flicka 
(Runaway Princess Bride, #3)
by Blair Babylon
Publication date: June 12th, 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
Its an impossible situation, but if anyone can save Flicka, its her loyal, hot, ripped, bossy, protective, truly maddening, totally off-limits bodyguard. 
Flicka von Hannover was a princess, but not anymore, sort of. To hide from her conniving soon-to-be ex-husband and divorce him as soon as possible, she runs to the place specified by her prenuptial agreement, Las Vegas. 
She has left everyone and everything behind except Dieter Schwarz, her bodyguard who saved her that terrible night and smuggled her to Paris and now to Nevada. Living with the six-four, ripped, bossy Swiss mercenary is driving her crazy in more ways than one. Every time he comes near her, she wants to rip his clothes off with her teeth. 
Her ex knows that she must be in Las Vegas to establish residency to divorce him, and his men are looking for her. When his Secret Service try to kidnap her and Dieter saves her again, the adrenaline and heat of the moment are too much for them to resist. 
But her ex knows that she has to file the paperwork to divorce him, and hell do anything to stop her, even mounting an assault with his army on the courthouse when she tries to go to court. 
When an actual princewho has a Secret Service, an army, and real spiesis hunting you down, you run, and you hide IN A FARAWAY LAND.

Excerpt:

Princess Flicka von Hannover spun through the casino, taking orders and delivering drinks.
Bastien the Swiss guy, again. He ordered a Weizenbier, as he alternated those with his top-shelf martinis, and Flicka typed it into her screen.
Just as she was getting ready to wink at him and flounce off to her next ten-second interaction, Bastien glanced over her shoulder. His face stilled, and he didn’t move.
She looked behind herself.
Six men threaded through the crowd toward them. All wore dark suits. All were looking intently in her direction. The closest was on the other side of a blackjack table and rounding it fast.
Flicka ran.
Her tray crashed to the floor behind her.
People hollered at the spill and noise.
Dieter was at the table ahead of her, and she sprinted toward him.
He looked up and was already sliding off the barstool seat as she got to him. He grabbed her arm as she passed, pushing her ahead of him, and they ran for the kitchen doors at the back as they had planned.
Flicka risked a quick glance back.
All of the black-suited men were chasing them, but they weren’t dodging through the crowd as quickly as she and Dieter were.
They crashed through the swinging door and pounded down a hallway toward a door that led to another back hallway.
When they reached it, Flicka slammed her palms against the crash bar, but it didn’t budge.
She hit it again. Nothing. “It’s locked.”

Once Upon A Time: 

Billionaires in Disguise: Flicka 

(Runaway Princess Bride, #1) 

is currently FREE on all major eBook retailers!

COMING July 31!
At Midnight
Runaway Princess Bride: Flicka, #4


Author Bio:
USA Today Bestselling Author Blair Babylon is an award-winning author who regularly publishes contemporary romance and romantic suspense fiction. After writing literary fiction where reviews usually included the caveat that there was too much deviant sex, she decided to abandon all literary pretensions, let her freak flag fly, and write hot, sexy, erotic romance with crazy, breakneck plot turns. 
Copy/paste this link into your browser to sign up for email alerts about new releases, special sales, and free ebooks: http://smarturl.it/Babylon-Email . Blair sends out chatty, fun emails with great deals. Hey, she's a reader, too, and she understands that it's hard to find great new writers to read and harder to find great freebies and deals. 
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Friday, June 8, 2018

FREE BOOK: "Escort" by Skye Warren is FREE for a limited time!


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There is no shame in pleasure. And no love in business.

I have a blind date tonight, and I know with 100% certainty that I'm getting lucky. There shouldn't be any surprises, not for one as jaded as me, but when I walk into the penthouse suite of L'Etoile, everything changes.

1) For one thing, Bea is heartstoppingly gorgeous. Pale green eyes and endless freckles. Curves I want to spend all night exploring, as if her body was made for me.

2) Her innocence makes me want to use my entire inventory of bedroom tricks on her and then invent a few more.

3) Except that... she’s a virgin.

I can initiate her into the world of desire without letting her get attached, can't I? A few hours of tutoring, and at the end of the night a small fortune will be deposited into my bank account.

Yes, you read that right. There are many words for what I do. After all, mine is the oldest profession. I'm an escort, which means this date is nothing more than a mutually enjoyable transaction.

But once I realize one night with her won’t be enough, I’m the one who's screwed.

Thursday, June 7, 2018

BLOG TOUR AND AUTHOR INTERVIEW for "Looking for Dei" by David A. Willson

Looking for Dei 
by David A. Willson
Publication date: March 23rd 2018
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult
Fifteen-year-old Nara Dall has never liked secrets. Yet it seems that her life has been filled with them, from the ugly scar on her back to the strange powers she possesses. Her mysterious father refuses to say anything about her origins, and soon, she and her best friend must attend the announcement ceremony, in which youths are tested for a magical gift. A gifted youth has not been announced in the poor village of Dimmitt for decades. When Nara uncovers the reason, she uses her own powers to make things right. The decision sets her on a path of danger, discovery, and a search for the divine. In the process, she learns the truth about herself and uncovers the biggest secret of all: the power of broken people.


~AUTHOR INTERVIEW with David A. Willson~

1) What gave you the inspiration for the storyline?

The inspiration for Looking for Dei was an interesting thing.  Ever since I was a wee lad, I have wanted to write a novel, and I tended to read lots of fantasy.  Loved fantasy!  My full-time job has been as a major crimes investigations Sergeant, however, so my qualifications better fit the crime or thriller genres, but my passion just hasn’t been with those genres, and they didn’t fit my goals.  Goals to inspire.
In my career, I’ve seen some of the most horrible things that people do to each other.  I’ve dealt with heinous crimes, thousands of them, and learned a lot about human suffering.  Through all that, I’ve seen how pain changes people, how it makes them fearful, and how it shuts them down.  It’s sad to see how we restrict ourselves from doing great things because of fear of pain, and I wanted to address that aspect of human experience.
I also wanted to address the importance of human life.  Much of my worldview involves the inherent value each human being has, a concept which is the core of the magic system in Looking for Dei. 
Through all these experiences, I’ve learned that we are all, to a certain extent, broken.  Pain changes us, irrevocably affecting our experiences, and changing the lens through which we view the world.  Yet somehow, when broken people triumph over the obstacles set before them (or those they create for themselves), there is a sweet victory to be had.  I wanted to tell that story, too.  Victory is important stuff.
Pain, fear, inherent value, brokenness and victory.  I wanted to show it all, and fantasy is a very flexible genre for such ambitions.  Besides, I love fantasy novels.  Did I say that already?  Love!  But I also wanted to inspire, and I am convinced that there is no more fertile ground to plant these seeds of hope than in the minds of our youth, so I chose Young Adult Fantasy. 
So there it is.

2) Are there any hidden themes in the book that you hope readers will discover?

I don’t know if the pain and fear themes are well hidden, but the spiritual aspect is muted a bit.  While the title of the book definitely points to a spiritual theme, I have deliberately avoided being preachy.  I don’t think I have the right to preach - everyone gets to make their own choices about such matters.

With that said, the vast majority of human beings on this planet believe in some sort of deity, even if they aren’t actively practicing a certain faith.  I hoped that this story would encourage them to explore their faith, which has seemed to fall out of vogue in today’s society.  I wanted to say that prayer is ok.  Wondering about God is ok.  Struggling with Him is fine.  That’s normal.  I think we have all struggled with faith and wondered why bad things happen to good people, among other things.  Wondered why He lets us suffer.  We’ve bargained with Him, pleaded with Him, and been angry with Him. Even the most faithful folks on the planet struggle with faith, how could they not struggle with so much suffering in the world. And it’s all ok.  In the end, life is a magical journey, with many highs and lows, and if every day were perfect, our lives would be boring, we wouldn’t have learned very much, and it wouldn’t have made a very good story.

3) Are any of the characters based on real people you know?

Yup, yup, great question.  I poured a bit of myself into Bylo.  My sister Laura has made her presence known in the characters of both Nara and Anne.  One of my sons was a template I used for building Mykel’s character, although Mykel is an amalgam of several people I know, including one of my best friends.  I’m not smart enough to make a person completely from scratch - that’s the realm of the divine.  I have to take shortcuts, so there are echoes of many people I know and love throughout the pages of the book.

4) Who has influenced you most as a writer?

I think Hollywood has.  I’ve read a fair number of books, but since I can consume a movie in ninety minutes, sitting next to my darling wife and holding her hand, I’ve seen more movies.  Of course, many of those stories were found in books long before they made it to the big screen so in the end, it’s all about the books. Still, movie watching has allowed me to explore many more stories, with the rising action, character development, conflict creation, etc.  It’s allowed me to experience many, many stories. 

When you see the patterns of how screenwriters and directors have crafted the story experience, it becomes much easier to develop plots of your own, and that’s what has happened with me.  So I suppose that I have been most influenced by movie-makers: Aaron Sorkin, William Goldman, Stanley Kubrick, and Steven Spielberg. 

Of course, great novels have also influenced me, and I have to tip my hat to Brandon Sanderson, CS Lewis, Tolkien, Orson Scott Card, William Goldman (again) and other brilliant folks of this sort.

5) If you could have any three literary characters over to your place for game night, who would you invite, what would you play, what would you serve, and why?

Who would I invite?  I’d invite Inigo Montoya from The Princess Bride, first of all.  He’s a riot. Love him. He would probably bring Fezzik, which might be bad for my furniture due to his size, but I’d just put a book of rhymes on the coffee table, order extra food and that would probably keep him happy and harmless. I’d definitely invite Rodion Raskolnikov from Crime and Punishment.  Such a brooding, introspective self-manipulator couldn’t help but be a fascinating visitor, especially if he had a conversation with Fezzik. Lastly, I’d invite Kvothe from The Name of the Wind.  Maybe he could tell us when Patrick Rothfuss is going to finish the series.  I’d sure like to know.

What would we play?  Video games, of course.  League of Legends, Player Unknown’s Battleground, and maybe a little Call of Duty just for kicks.  Return of the King would be playing on the big screen TV during snack breaks and food would have to include pizza.  All game nights require pizza.  And pop tarts.  Lots of pop tarts.  Brown sugar/cinnamon are the best.

6) Do you feel that you can ever have too many books?

Only if you don’t have enough bookshelves.  Books belong on shelves.  Always.  Stacks of books on the floor or sitting in boxes is just a shame. Given unlimited bookshelves, there is no limit to the books once could own.  I wonder who has the high score…

Author Bio:
David A. Willson has worked as a restauranteur, peace officer, and now, author. Taught by his mother to read at a young age, he spent his childhood exploring magic, spaceships, and other dimensions. In his writing, he strives to bring those worlds to his readers. 
Much of his material is inspired by the “Great Land” of Alaska, which he has called home for over 30 years. He lives there with his wife, five children, and 2 dogs. He is passionate about technology, faith, and fiction — not necessarily in that order. 
Looking for Dei is Willson’s debut novel, set in a land where many more adventures will take place. Stay up to date with his ongoing efforts through the Looking for Dei Facebook page or visiting the website at davidawillson.com. 

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