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COVER REVEAL ~ Last Chance by L.P. Dover
Title: Last Chance
Genre: Romantic Suspense
One last chance.
*** An updated version of One Taste (prequel to Last Chance) has been included at the beginning of the book with all new scenes. ***
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author L. P. Dover is a southern belle living in North Carolina with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she began her literary journey she worked in periodontics, enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.
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RELEASE DAY BLITZ ~ Sins and Scars by K. Renee
SINS AND SCARS
SIINNERS BOOK 1
DRACONIC CRIMSON MC
K. RENEE
07.12.16
Cover Design: KLa Boutique
Cover Model: David Byers
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
BLURB
I am not a good man.
I tried to stay away, but every time I pushed her away, she fell harder.
I took away her innocence and I don’t regret a damn thing.
She owns me. Mind. Body. Soul.
I never wanted to lose her, but I did. I’m a monster and she knows it. She’s seen the darkness in me and she ran as far as she could. I had plans to bring her back, but I saw the happiness written on her face. When threats surface, I bring her home where she belongs, kicking and screaming.
The sins I’ve committed leave scars on her body and soul. She hates me for what I’ve done and I don’t blame her. I’ve killed for her and I will kill again if need be.
The only thought that I fear is losing her forever. Losing her forever will be my downfall. Losing her temporarily drove me to the edge. I won’t let her go without a fight. She’s the light and I’m the dark. I’m the sins and she’s the scars.
I’ve ruined her.
I love her.
I would rather fall on my own knife than lose my only saving grace.
EXCERPT
I let her lead me back into the bar area of the clubhouse because I’m sure she needs to cool down. Shit, so do I. I want so bad to bend her over my desk and spank her tight little ass for the disrespect she showed me when she first walked in the clubhouse, but I didn’t.
If my men talked to me the way she did, I would have their heads. They all know I’m a sucker for the girl, and there isn’t one person that would think to say anything except Romeo, my VP. When I see him, he motions for me to come towards him.
I wrap my arm around her waist before she gets too far away from me. “Behave.” She turns and gives me the stink eye before turning back towards the bar. Before I release her, I give her one more piece of advice. “Any of my men touch you because you can’t keep yourself from proving a damn point to me; their blood is on your hands.” I feel her body tense up, and when she turns around she looks even angrier than before.
“You don’t own me Stav. I can fuck, and flirt with whomever I damn well please.” Her voice isn’t more than a whispered yell. She thinks that I won’t kill anyone who touches her? She has another thing coming.
“I do own you. Mind, body, and soul, babe. You just seem to forget. Give me a kiss.” She pushes my chest, and I give her ass a squeeze.
“You’re a pig.” She breathes. I can feel her body start to react to me and I know she wants me as bad as I want her. Fucking other bitches never gave me the satisfaction that she just gave me in my office. Her body has always been made for mine, and the quicker she realizes that, the easier this shit can go. We have enemies that are ready to declare full blown war on us, and the only thing I can care about is making sure she’s safe.
“Kiss.” I growl this time. She searches my face for a second before she pinches my nipple and walks towards the bar. Shaking my head, I can’t help but grin. She’s feistier now more than ever before, and I can only imagine what the sex is going to be like when she finally submits to me again.
I watch her ass sway from side to side as she walks to the bar and orders a drink from one of the new prospects. He almost looks scared of her. I can only guess the look she’s giving him right now. She can be a real bitch when she wants to, and I know all her anger is aimed right at me. Mick just happens to be the poor bastard in front of her to take her wrath.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
K.Renee is from sunny, California. Creative by nature, she decided to put her imagination to paper. K. Renee is an avid reader. During the day she works in an office and at night she writes. These stories have been in her head for years and are finally coming out on paper.
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BOOK BLAST ~ Dear Mr. Weaver by Kit Morgan
Dear Mr. Weaver
by Kit Morgan
DEAR MR. WEAVER by bestselling western romance author, Kit Morgan, is the first in her much anticipated Mail Order Bride Ink Series. Welcome to Nowhere, a town where everyone knows everyone else’s business, and in Daniel Weaver’s case, his business is that he needs a wife. Enter Ebba Knudson, who wonders why everyone in Nowhere looks at her with such curiosity.
What does the future hold for Daniel and Ebba?
Can they make their unconventional marriage work?
Will there be a happily ever after for these two wayward hearts?
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Title: Dear Mr. Weaver
Series: Mail Order Bride Ink #1
Author: Kit Morgan
Genre: Historical Romance
Release Date: April 28, 2016
Synopsis:
Daniel Weaver was ready for a wife. His three older brothers had been married for several years and now it was his turn. So, like his brothers Arlan, Benjamin and Calvin, he sends for a mail-order bride, with a little help from their cousin Matthew of course. After all, he helped his brothers write their letters to their prospective brides, so why not him? But when the letter from his bride comes, it’s got more than her acceptance of his proposal written in it. Worse, it gets picked up and read by the town’s worst gossip, Nellie Davis.
Ebba Knudson can’t figure out why folks in her intended’s town of Nowhere would be giving her such odd looks. It was bad enough she had other things to deal with by coming to the Washington territory to marry a farmer, but now this? Was there something wrong with her future husband? Or just with her? Of which she knew there was plenty. Enough to make her think she might not get married at all…
Enjoy this sweet, historical, western romance and the first book in this laugh out loud new series!
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Excerpt #3:
“Ah, sweetie, ya poor thing. Ya must be plumb miserable. Do ya know what’s wrong?”
“Of course I know what’s wrong!” she yelped, then sneezed again. “It’s just that I don’t know what to do about it!” More sneezing.
Daniel swallowed hard, trying to figure out what to do, then reached into his pocket, pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to her. “Here, take this.”
She grabbed at empty air, unable to see it, until he put it in her hand. She immediately blew her nose with it, then promptly sneezed some more.
“Great jumpin’ horny toads!” Daniel exclaimed. “I ain’t never seen nothin’ like this!”
“You’re not helping,” she groaned, and blew her nose again.
Daniel, unsure of what else to do, began to chuckle. “I’m sorry, sweetie, it’s just that I ain’t never seen someone sneeze so much.”
“Well, I have, just about every day of my life!”
Daniel laughed. “I still don’t believe it.”
“You have eyes, don’t you?” She pointed at herself, sniffled, and sneezed again.
“Ain’t there no way to make it stop?” he asked helplessly.
“If there was, do you think I’d be standing here like this?!” she asked tersely.
“No need to bite my head off. I was just askin’.”
“Your mother … achoo! achoo! … gave me something yesterday … sniff … it seemed to help.”
Daniel nodded, pulled her against him, then picked her up.
“What are you doing?” she screeched.
“Gettin’ ya back to the house as fast as I can ‘fore ya plumb sneeze yerself to death!”
“I’m not going to sneeze myself to death!” The only reason she knew that was that if it were possible, she’d have been dead a long time ago. “Put me down!”
“Nope,” he said firmly. “Yer eyes are so full of tears ya can’t see straight anyways. Yer liable to walk right into a tree and knock yerself out.”
She couldn’t even answer – the sneezes were coming thick and fast now.
“Land sakes, darlin’, don’t die on me! We ain’t even married yet!”
“No one is … achoo! … dying!” she whined. Though the thought did have merit – at least she wouldn’t be sneezing anymore.
About Kit Morgan:
Kit Morgan, aka Geralyn Beauchamp, has been writing for fun all of her life. When writing as Geralyn Beauchamp, her books are epic, adventurous, romantic fantasy at its best. When writing as Kit Morgan they are whimsical, fun, inspirational sweet and clean stories that depict a strong sense of family and community. Kit likes fun and romance, and there’s plenty of both in her books. Kit resides in the beautiful Pacific Northwest in a little log cabin on Clear Creek, from which her fictional town from her Prairie Brides and Prairie Grooms series are named after.
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