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BLOG TOUR : INDEBTED BY J.L.BECK
“ Alzerro “Zerro” King.. my God! That man is just.. don’t know how to describe him. Take Q from Monsters in the Dark, take Caleb from Captive, take Fox from Destroyed, take Antonio Spinelli from Spin and Jessie from This Man and you have our Zerro. Mind blowing, right?! “
– Arijana, Goodreads Reviewer
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“ Bree is the epitome of innocence…or is she? Her depth of character, compassion, and comprehension of life’s challenges have been hard earned. The love and loss she has endured will serve her well as she offers up her life to ‘el ray’ in a valiant exchange and effort to save her father from certain death. Never did she expect to lose her heart to a man she finds repulsive and without remorse. But the heart wants what it wants…and one can discover the darker aspects of themselves when placed in certain situations. “
– Jennifer, Goodreads Reviewer
RELEASE DATE: DECEMBER 2, 2014
It was suppose to be a debt settled, just a price being repaid.
Instead love was born…
…from unpaid dues it bloomed.
See, that’s the funny thing about love, you never expect it.
After losing her mother to cancer a few months prior to graduating, Bree Forbes was finally able to take some time away and enjoy her college days. That all changed in a blink of an eye the moment Bree came home for break. She didn’t expect to find her dad strapped to chair, a gun pointed at his head.
Alzerro “Zerro” King wasn’t a man to be messed with. Women flocked to him and men ran from him. He ruled the mafia with an iron fist and no one ever crossed him unless they wanted to pay the price. He believed the only way to pay for something, if unable to do so, was to do it in blood. Nothing got him harder than stringing someone up, and putting a bullet in their head.
That is until Bree.
One look is all it took for him to know she could pay for her father’s debt in many other ways… Ways that could get him hard.
Could a big city mafia king fall in love with the small town country girl? Would she be able to handle his dark and demanding ways? When push comes to shove, would Bree end up running only to be killed? Or would she sacrifice herself for love?
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“ It’s a rough journey and it’s a dark story. There’s no fluff or gentleness. There’s just blood, sweat, and tears. You really need to have an open mind to understand every emotion you will feel. If you’re one of those people who only like reading fluffy HEAs, then this story is not for you. It’s gritty, toxic, violent, but among the violence and killings, love blooms. But it’s betrayal and lies that will end those rare moments of happiness for Alzerro & Bree *sniff*. Indebted left me anxious, betrayed, angry, upset, hurt, lost, & empty. I am but a shell, waiting for book 2 after being utterly consumed by book 1 *sigh*. “ – Wendy, Goodreads Reviewer
Her eyes leave mine as she adjusts herself in the bed, her body rolling over as she pulls the covers up and over her head. I must have misread her. I thought for sure she was going to strike back with something.
“Are we done playing games already?” I taunt her, walking over to the bed and sliding into my spot. She scoots closer to her side, as if getting away from me is her number one priority. That’s too bad because getting closer to her is my number one priority.
Reaching out, I put my hand under the blanket and latch onto her arm. A squeal escapes her mouth as I pull her toward me. Of course she has to fight me.
“Let. Go. Of. Me,” she grits out every word as she tries to shake me off. Does she think she can win? Does she think I won’t hurt her?
I will…
I won’t…
“Nope.” I pull harder until she is on my side of the bed, and I am leaning over her. Our chests are pushed against one another’s, and her breaths are coming in at a rate that is way higher than normal…
“Stop,” she breathes out. It suddenly dawns on me that I know nothing about her, nothing other than her father owes me quite a bit of money. However, I am enjoying our current interaction too much to think much of it.
“Why?” I ask, cocking my head. I am not touching her, at least not like I want to be touching her.
“I don’t even know you. We don’t know each other.”
I laugh a full-on belly shaking laugh… “Then why the fuck would you even volunteer to come with me? You do realize that you, well, mostly your body, will be paying your father’s debt, don’t you? Every moan, groan, orgasm, and every spread of those legs will be payment.”
Her eyes dilate as her breaths become pants. She couldn’t have been that far gone; she had to have known that she would be coming here for so much more than just helping me. Suddenly, she finds her voice.
“I didn’t have any other option. I would rather be taken than lose my only other parent.” Something about what she says tugs at my heart and in turn pulls me out of the haze that is consuming me. I can tell myself over and over again that I don’t have a heart, but every word that comes from her mouth reminds me that I do.
“Roll over and go to sleep,” I grudgingly command, standing from the bed. She looks at me in confusion, wrinkles marring her beautiful face. I will give her that: she is beautiful unlike anything I am used to. Her face is soft, her cheeks full, and she radiates youthfulness. Her nose is small, and her teeth are straight and white. She is simple, but at the same time not so simple you wouldn’t notice her.
“Did I finally hit a sore spot?” she taunts, sitting up from her lying position. It is strange seeing a woman in my bed.
“No. You merely reminded me that I can’t care for the wounded, sick little puppies like yourself.” It is a knee jerking response to fire back a shitty remark.
I grab her, my touch gentle. She struggles against me, her elbow coming to land against my stomach. It doesn’t affect me, though. I have been shot at, punched, kicked, and beaten many-a-time.
“Stop,” I demand, pushing her back onto the bed. She squirms even more, as if she thinks she can actually get away. She needs to stop—she is making me hard with every scrape of her thigh against my cock.
Since she won’t stop, I decide to take matters into my own hands. I push my weight onto her, which in turn pushes my cock against her thigh. A gasp leaves her lips as her heart races under her shirt. I can hear it even without being against her chest.
“Get off of me!” she cries out. It sounds like a cross between a need and a hate. It’s as if she wants me in that moment, but at the same time wants me to go away. If that is the case, I completely understand.
“I know you want it. You want me as much as I want you. You want my cock inside your tight pussy, don’t you?” I push my arousal against her again, thrusting my hips in an upward motion.
She shakes her head no, but with every small thrust, she sighs as if it alleviates some of the pressure deep within. Her eyes darken, and her tongue dips out onto her bottom lip. She wants me. I know it, and she knows it. It is getting there that is going to be the hardest part.
“Let me fuck you… Let me satisfy all those desires deep inside that pretty little head of yours.” My hands caress her as I leave a kiss against her neck.
“You’re demented,” she hisses. She is on the edge, at the point where she wants it but she doesn’t. I just need to give her that last push into wanting…
“Yes, I fucking am,” I murmur against her ear as I suck it into my mouth. I hear her cry of pleasure, and I’ll be damned if my heart doesn’t speed up a little bit.
“This is wrong…” she utters between pants. I know why she thinks it is wrong, but I don’t care. She will have to understand and learn if she ever plans to make it in this life.
“Nothing is wrong. It’s merely what you think is right and wrong that has you confused.” I push her down, parting her legs with my own. Devouring her neck and ear, I wait for her to say the final words.
I may be a bastard, a ruthless killer even, but I am not one for taking women against their wills. There is always a tight, warm pussy that wants my cock. There is no need to take when it can be given by others.
“ When your own character causes you to blush, you know you’re doing a damn good job. Watch out for his dirty mouth, it’ll get you every time. “
J.L. Beck is the Author of Bittersweet Revenge, Bittersweet Love, Bittersweet Hate, Bittersweet Symphony and Bittersweet Trust. She lives in Elroy, WI with her husband Brandon, and daughter Bella.
Since the moment she could reach the shelves on the bookshelf she’s been reading, thus influencing her to write. Her favorite books are those that leave an imprint on your soul. You know the ones that have you putting everything off because you have to find out what happens next.
When she’s not writing or reading (of course) you can find her picking up after her three year old daughter, or explaining to her husband why its unsafe to do something any other way, than the way your wife told you too.
Shes a huge fan of all things drama, with shows like The Vampire Diaries, and Arrow being some of her favorites. She’s addicted to all things social media, caffeine, and Starbucks.
“ In this particular scene, I wanted it to be evident that Zerro was struggling with who he was. Bree was getting under his skin and I needed to make it known, that he still held the control. ”
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Glitch by Olivia Linden & LeTeisha Newton Blog Tour
Hitman Vol. 1)
Linden & LeTeisha Newton
– Dec 7th
corporate criminals. Formerly known as one of the most notorious hackers in
cyberspace, he now works to keep Hawk Global Industries one step ahead of its
competitors. But there’s a
catch. Being blackmailed to do what he does best isn’t how Glitch plans to
spend the rest of his life, and his partners in crime feel the same way. When
an old flame crosses his path unexpectedly, Glitch and company learn that
betrayal is on the horizon for them. It’s time to put a plan in motion and
reclaim their freedom, once and for all. Things are going to get pretty nasty
along the way, even a little sexy, but it’s all in a day’s work for a Corporate
Hitman.
Olivia Linden, a native New Yorker, was raised
between Queens and San Antonio, TX. Currently living in Florida with her 10
year-old son, she decided it was time to follow her dreams of becoming a full
time author. Her creative itch began when her elementary school principal
posted one of her stories in the halls of her school. She was only seven at the
time, but old enough to understand how integral writing would be to her future.
From that moment on, reading and writing became her two greatest passions.
Olivia is a newbie to the industry, but she hasn’t stopped writing since she
found her literary voice all those years ago. Jaded Hearts, her first published
novel, mixes her big personality, with a sexy yet humorous tone. It is her
philosophy that laughter is essential to making it through even the toughest
situations.
Find your passion with Jaded Hearts by Olivia Linden.
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LeTeisha Newton is the author of a plethora of
novels ranging from hot Interracial Erotica, Paranormal biters, Fantasy, and
Urban Fantasy genres. She’s known for her extensive knowledge of shifter
cultures, even outside of the generic werewolves and vampires, crazy
world-building, and making shapeshifters feel like they are living right next door.
That has led to her being dubbed the Shifter Queen. Some of her series include
the best-selling Claimed and Taken Series.
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Blog Tour – DECEMBER RAIN by A.L. Goulden
Title: December Rain
Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance
Author: A.L Goulden
Release Date: November 25, 2014
Synopsis:
Monica and Alex Waters have spent that last few months working to repair a broken marriage and rekindle their passion. Just as they start finding their spark, Quinn Matthews and his escalating career resurfaces, but this time Alex makes the decision to let Monica go.
The devastation of losing her high school sweetheart, her home, and even her dog twists Monica down a destructive path that alienates her from her closest friends and lands her on Quinn’s couch. Despite her efforts to resist jumping into his arms again, the spark between them reignites and sweeps her away on a whirlwind holiday adventure. She finds that falling in love with Quinn’s family and lifestyle is as easy as falling for his ocean colored eyes. The problem is that it’s all too easy, and when she sees that Quinn’s reinvented life has completely shifted towards her dreams, she starts to question whether he’s too good to be true.
Quinn has a secret that was never meant to be kept this long, but will Monica be able to trust another man who’s lied? And now that Quinn’s got his happily ever after in sight, he’s not about to let her go or share her with another man
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Excerpt…
The outdoor style shopping mall is bustling with tourist and local art lovers. Rows of art galleries surround the courtyard where a stage welcomes a local reggae band. Monica settles into a groove and starts dancing with the crowd. Alex tries to hang in for a couple of songs before he starts feeling claustrophobic and looks to the galleries and shops around them.
“Go ahead,” she says with a loving smile. “I’ll meet you down there… after one more song.”
He gives her a little kiss on the cheek and glides his hand across her behind before making his way out of the crowd. His attention is pulled by various pieces in windows along the way. There’s a large glass sea turtle in shades of green and gold followed by a painting of an autumn forest with heavy texture. He stands there daydreaming for a minute until he’s distracted by a reflection passing in the glass. It’s so brief he’s sure it’s his imagination. He barely catches a glimpse down the mall as the backside of the man disappears into another gallery.
Alex follows the ghost, dodging through happy couples and pushy salespeople trying to get his attention. Before he can see inside a painting that’s prominently displayed on a front wall stops him. A cold washes over as he stands there staring at it. He slowly moves inside, mesmerized by the familiar vibrant paint strokes until he sees a few people gathered in the back. A man talking to two smiling women stills himself as Alex’s eyes freeze on the back of his shaved head. No words were needed as the tropical air takes a chill. Even the women sense a showdown and step back to give Quinn room.
Quinn turns. What do I say? Fuck! I thought that was him. I hoped it wasn’t. Quinn moves very slowly towards Alex. Is he gonna hit me? I do deserve it. Might as well get it over with. “Hey.” Quinn pauses near the center of the room waiting.
Alex swallows hard, his nostrils flaring and fist clenched. His jaw flexes as his breathing grows heavier, but the emotions just start to turn to mush. His eyes fill as thoughts of his new friend’s betrayal wash over and the painting draws his eyes again.
“I’m sorry Alex,” Quinn says quietly.
Monica nearly passes the gallery on her way to see their friends when Alex’s shirt first catches her eye. She halts and shifts backwards until she sees the painting and stops. It’s a female figure bent forward reaching for her toes. The abstract form of her body in swirls of orange and reds is cradled by a man swathed in blues and purple. Oh my God! That’s me. That’s us, stretching. It can’t be. He’s…
She struggles for air as the tears swell, and she can already feel him. As she stands there, not crossing the threshold, the two men watch her. When her eyes finally land on Quinn, electricity fills the room. She can only see him and the deep tan that backdrops the pale oceany eyes reaching for her. A warm drop gently slides down her cheekbone as her breathing syncs with his. His lips move slightly hinting at words that he can’t find while she struggles not to run into his arms.
Alex’s discomfort is audible as he clears his clogged throat to rattle her attention to his worried eyes. She steps in and touches his hand briefly. “I’ll be outside,” she says, turning without another glance at Quinn.Her feet move quick as her thoughts try to keep up. What are they doing? Alex is gonna hit him. I can’t believe he’s here. What are the odds? Did he know we’d be here? No. Maybe he moved here. That painting was him and I together. Would Alex know that? It’s pretty abstract. Fuck! This can’t be happening. Before she knows it, she’s at the other end of the mall near the parking lot. She settles on a bench to wait for the world to stop crumbling around her.
About the Author:
Bio:
I’m a designer, author, wife and dog-lover living in the South Pasadena area of California. I got my BFA in Film Production from the Academy of Art University in San Francisco, but my love of a good story came way before college. I remember writing my first full story in fifth grade on a typewriter. I cut and pasted it into a book, complete with cardboard cover and taped binding. Things have changed a lot since then. With the magnificent digital age I can produce books and give them to the world without a sticky mess.
In college numerous instructors and peers praised my dialogue pushed me to hone my storytelling skills. Of course the need to cut and paste was still there, so I went into the world of Production Design and Art Direction for films and television. It gave me the ability to connect design to storytelling in a way that no other career can. The past 18 years have spun a unique perspective on visually emotional tales of relationships and the thread that ties all things together. Now I’m shifting focus on the driving force that brought me here… stories. I hope that I can share a unique perspective on life, love and the pursuit in all of the above.
♦10 fun facts about A.L.♦
1. I not only like to design things like homes, gardens, and interiors, I like to build them too. I built the redwood decks in our backyard when our carpenter backed out at the last minute. Since I was off work for a few weeks, I went for it. The best part was the neighbor’s reaction to me out there every day with power tools and very long planks of wood. I think working with your hands gives you an immediate sense of accomplishment.
2. I’m a reluctant morning lover, which means I love getting things get done early while it’s quiet and calm, but my attitude when I first roll out of bed is sour.
3. I’ve practiced bonsai for many years and have a garden with 10 trees on display.
4. I love board games and try to organize game nights with friends as often as possible. My family was always very competitive and had a regular Sunday night usually filled with Yahtzee or UNO battles.
5. My favorite book as a kid was Pride and Prejudice, but I was very Dyslexic so I hated reading. Eventually I got into an assistance program that worked me through the difficulties and turned me into a bookworm.
6. I’m a hardcore Oakland A’s fan. Baseball is the only sport I follow.
7. We moved from Oklahoma when I was twelve to Las Vegas. It was so completely twisted and unique to living anywhere else in the world, especially in the early 90s when things were booming. I got a well-rounded education on what I didn’t want out of life by living there. I don’t visit unless I’m dragged there.
8. I have an English Setter and German Shorthair Pointer that keep me on my toes.
9. I love road trips, but have to be the driver. I’m a terrible passenger.
10. My husband and I are celebrating our 10th wedding anniversary in 2015, but we’ve known each other since the summer of 1993 in high school.
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Blog Tour: The Vamp Experience Series by Courtney Lane
Experience Series Series #1)
Experience Series #2)
Thriller/Erotic Suspense
2013 (The Teaser)
at a short bend around the corner is not for the cautious.”
father’s fortune, is a free-spirit who lives without boundaries and
responsibilities. When Reegan is given tragic news about her health, she
creates a fantasy bucket list of all the erotic (an not so erotic) things she
wants to accomplish. She toys with the idea of completing the list with Emile
Garcin, the man in her life, but he balks at the chance.
of Executive Suites (a company that fulfills adult fantasies) provides her with
an attractive alternative that she can’t refuse.
experience provided by Executive Suites, she quickly realizes that what she
thought was real, wasn’t, and what she wanted, may not have been what she
needed.
far from what she expected, and even further from reality.
be oblivious”
with Executive Suites (an adult wish fulfillment company) to have all her
erotic fantasies fulfilled. What she received was a whole lot more than she
bargained for.
continuing her travels with her enigmatic, gorgeous new husband (and
“Experience Creator”) Calind Glace, they return to her hometown.
her life, and Calind inadvertently reveals more about who (or what) he is,
Reegan’s life hits a terminal spin cycle.
closest to her are revealed, her erotic fantasy…is about to become a
nightmare.
I WRITE THE LOVE STORIES
– NOT ROMANCESI’ve been creating my own little world since I was very
young. When I was eight years old, I began to bring those worlds to life with
pen and paper.
Although I’ve had a few short hiatuses, writing has been
of passion of mine for many years. I’ve always viewed my writing as a hobby or
a purgative process; I never thought to share my very personal works with
anyone outside of my family. Now, I’m taking the plunge and self-publishing my
works. I’m very excited and apprehensive about the opportunity to share my work
with people who may enjoy it.
While I write across genres (I find it hard to stick to
one genre), I do have an archetype when it comes to the female protagonist —
they have to have certain brand of strength and layered personalities. There
will often be a lot of darkness and depth to my stories, because I’m intrigued
by characters who are thrust into “dark” situations that explore
their psyche.
Writing Science Fiction/Fantasy is my first love. If
there is one thing for sure, I’m a bit of a misfit when it comes to Romance. I
don’t feel that I write romances, thus the tagline. I prefer gritty love
stories, where the protagonist isn’t necessarily the girl next door, or the
girl you encounter in everyday life. In other words, I don’t tend to write
characters who are easy to fall in love with.
The elements that will be common in my stories are:
depth, controversy, thought-provoking and complex plots, and misfit characters.
If literature that appeals to your senses and pushes your boundaries intrigues
you, then I sincerely hope you enjoy the journey.
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He is my everything.
He manipulates people for fun.
He takes over their lives, consuming them. He
dominates and crushes, ruling them, claiming their souls.
No one has survived the games of Damon Hunt, so
far.
Before now. Before me.
I am Ella Knight. I am corrupted.
My sister was a victim of Damon’s games.
It’s my turn to play now.
Damon Hunt has been my sole focus, my everything
for three years, since my sister’s death.
I’ll manipulate him. I’ll take over his life,
consuming and crushing him. I am going to take away his soul. Damon Hunt will
not survive my games.
I will win. I hope.
Jesus, baby.” He closes the distance between us in two strides. When he’s close
enough, his hands grip on my hips and pull me into him. Our bodies clash, my
blood ignites. Need washes through me. Damon’s scent envelopes me, he smells
pure male. My chest heaves as I look up into his eyes, my breasts brushing
against his chest with every inhale. “I can see everything, beauty. Every
fucking thing. The rounded globes of your perfect arse, the mound of your
pussy, the dimples at the back of your knees.” His hands move down to grip my
arse cheeks. He squeezes roughly before pulling me into his hard cock. I moan
as the move hits the perfect spot. “God, I need to keep you.”
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win. They played the first round and won. Now it’s time for me to even the
score. Damon and Leona will pay for their twisted games. Leona is first. His touch repulses me. His fake affection disgusts me. He sickens me. I need to get my head in the game. I need to be smart
and break their bond to more easily crush them. Damon is clever. He knows what
he’s doing. He’s been playing the game long enough.
He’s twisted.
I’m warped.
It’s time to finally end this.
Time to finally win.
need you,” I say as my hands glide over the planes of his chest, each muscle
tightening under my palms.
know what you need, beauty,” he growls.
squeezes my arse before one of his hands slides down the back of my thigh. He
grips the back of my knee and brings my leg up to hook around his hip. I cling
to his shoulders and dig the heel of my foot into his firm arse cheek to steady
myself.
hard cock bobs against my stomach, making me desperate for him. Damon presses
his chest to mine and claims my mouth in a hungry kiss. His tongue collides
with mine, and they battle together.
blood heats to volcanic temperatures, my pussy clenching and dripping. I need
him in me, filling me. Instead, Damon’s fingers make contact with my throbbing
clit. He rubs around the hood in a soft circle before slipping down my wet
folds to my entrance, where he slowly runs a fingertip around the outer rim
before plunging two fingers inside. I cry out and my body clenches around his
thick digits.
so fucking wet, Ella. Fuck, you unravel me, baby.”
starts a steady rhythm with his fingers as he kisses down my neck. I throw my
head back and moan as he nibbles at my pulse point. I don’t know what it is
about his nibbles but they turn my insides to mush. Moans pour from me as he
pulls his fingers out and rubs hard on my hooded pearl.
body trembles in his hold. Damon releases his grip on my arse to grip my hip,
and walks me back a step, until my back presses against the cold, tiled shower
wall. His assault on my pussy doesn’t stop. He alternates between finger
fucking me and caressing my clit.
other hand slips from my hip to my back, and slowly strokes up my spine.
Goosebumps break out across my skin and I whimper. My nails dig into his neck
as my orgasm builds, ready to break and make me float.
I cry. I just need something more, it’s not enough. Damon seems to notice, and
his hand leaves my back to grasp my hair. He tugs, pulling my head back, and my
chin juts into the air. Damon’s lips travel up my neck to rest at the tip of my
chin.
hand cups my pussy, his palm presses into my clit, his finger hooks in me. He
hits my secret bundle of nerves, making me scream. Fuck, it feels so good.
grind into his palm as he closes his lips around my chin and gently bites,
pulling my hair at the same time. A deep feral growl erupts from him, vibrating
into me, tearing a moan from me.
oh fuck…. Damon… I’m gonna… ohhhh,” I pant out.
upper body erupts with chills as Damon pulls away from me slightly, only to
latch on to my nipple, biting with enough sting to send me over the edge. I
scream his name as wave after wave of pure bliss rolls through me.
crazy, I promise… maybe a little bit.
series. She has had a love of reading since a young age and her favorite
authors are Sophie Kinsella, J.S.Scott, Melody Anne and Stephanie Meyer to name
a few.
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Book Blast – The Chosen One Trilogy
The Chosen One Trilogy
*This series contains adult situations not suitable for younger readers*
Life for
Hayden had never been overly exciting and that was the way she liked it,
so when she meets the gorgeous Jasper on a trail in the woods it never
occurs to her that life as she knows it is about to change. Quiet and
mysterious, Jasper draws her attention like nothing she’s felt before.
Suddenly, she finds herself a part of a world she never would have
guessed existed and learns of a future she isn’t sure she’s ready for.
Is or not she believes it, there are many who do and this makes life
dangerous. Hayden must find a way to escape being captured, save the man
she loves, and decide where she stands in the balance of good and
evil.
I turned my attention to Braw.
“Tomorrow night, we will have a small demonstration of your power. You
will help me liberate five beings from their demons. If all goes well,
we will wait four nights until the moons align with the star of Juns and
when the magic of this world is at its peak, we will channel the power
of Laif through the entire world, whereupon we will rid the world of
demons.”
My jaw dropped. “You’ll kill them all!”
Braw shook his head. “No dear. We will free them.”
“You don’t get it!” I could feel panic taking a hold of me. “The
Namaels, the Majs, they’re not possessed! That’s just who they are! It’s
genetic!” I looked up at Brice and was shocked by the blank look on his
face. “Brice! You have to explain to him. It will kill you!”
Brice turned slowly to look at me, his eyes wide.
Hayden has made up her mind. If she doesn’t pick sides between theNamaels and the Majs then innocent beings won’t die because of her. Of
course, things can never be that simple and when she is taken prisoner
by the humans a whole new problem arises. It doesn’t take long before
everything she thought she knew no longer makes sense. Could it be
possible that the prophecy was wrong?
Rainen looked up in time to see my horse come crashing into the ground
just a few feet away from her. Her eyes widened as she gazed into the
sky.
“Hayden! Shield!”
I threw my shield out to cover everyone who was closest to me. I felt my
energy touch Rainen’s and I glanced at her before looking up to see
what had made the screeching sound in the sky. My first thought was
about dropping my shield and to welcome the dragon flying over us. My
second thought was that this was no dragon. The creature in question had
to be to same size as Faren, the fire dragon I was bonded to, who was
about thirty feet long. Well, the same length as Faren. Whatever this
was it was lacking the bulk of a dragon. It looked more like a snake
with wings and ten sets of legs. It was covered from head to tail in
oily looking brown feathers.
I felt the push of magic come from up above and I pushed against it with
my own. The energy receded as the creature flew past us. I started to
pull back my shield and felt Rainen doing the same. The screeching sound
came again. Rainen swore under her breath.
unexpected good news, and the usual attempts on her life. Was the
prophecy right and can she do everything that is expected of her? Can
she go through with her plan when just one mistake could wipe out
everyone she loves?
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Blog Tour – My Masters’ Nightmare by Marita A. Hansen
Episodes 1 – 15
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Warning: This series contains non consent and dub consent.
I didn’t see it coming, didn’t realize how different everything would be within the space of a month. I would fall in love with one man, I would kill another, and I would lose my body, my mind, my soul – my freedom to them. I was an operative, a strong woman, someone sent in to save others, but under these two men I became weak – or pretended to be. I didn’t like being weak, it angered me. If I had free rein I could cut my masters in two. But I wasn’t there for pride, I was there to free those women and to take down the two men who sold them as sex slaves.
Those men needed to be punished
And I would do it
No matter the cost
Or how much I lost
Because I am Rita Kovak
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NATIONALITY AND CULTURAL CONNECTIONS: I’m a true blue Aucklander, born and bred in New Zealand. I tend to write about cultures I have connections to, such as Croatian and Maori. I would love to visit Croatia again as I have family there. However, in My Masters’ Nightmare, I have started writing about Italians . My husband is part Italian and I also have a degree in Italian.
SPORTS: As a teen my favorite sports were karate, badminton, and running. I also did unarmed combat and played in a touch rugby team (my gym teacher made me do the last one!) Now, I stick to coaching soccer and running. I have completed two marathons, numerous half-marathons and one 30K run.
CAREER PATH: I started off as a Graphic Designer, then went to Auckland University, where I got a BA degree in Art History and Italian Studies and a post-graduate Honors degree in Art History. I worked in the Art History field, then became a full-time artist, doing commissions. I eventually lost all of my senses and gave it up to be a poor, starving writer, smh.
FAVORITE FOODS: I’m vegetarian. I love pasta based foods, tofu, chocolate mousse and golden queen peaches.
BAD HABITS: I’m a major procrastinator that can’t seem to earn money to save myself!
STATUS: Married to my high school sweetheart (which he hates me calling him). We have two kids.
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Book Blitz – Bear Creek Road by L.C. Morgan
Book Title: Bear Creek Road
Author: L.C. Morgan
Genre: Romance/Erotica
Release Date: November 2014
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Sometimes losing yourself leads right to the place you were looking for …
Secluded and quiet is exactly what Laney Walker is looking for when she decides to pack up and move across the country. It’s what she wants, what she thinks she needs—until she meets Joe Boone.
Contracted to replace the plumbing along the property, Joe is first to arrive and last to leave. And to Laney’s surprising disappointment, he never has much to say.
But the more Joe comes around, the more she learns about him and soon finds the man is as flawed as the house he’s fixing.
A fact that only seems to draw her closer to him.
L. C. Morgan resides with her husband on the outskirts of a small town in the heart of it all. A lover of many things, she puts family first and Diet Coke second. When not working she can be found spoiling her new nephew with lots of love and kisses while awaiting her own little bundle of joy or at home, face shoved in her Kindle, fingers typing away to free the words from her head. She writes them for you and hopes you enjoy them as much as she enjoys yours.
The cabin was dark and gloomy in the moonlight, its stairs even squeakier than mine. I slowly followed him up them, waiting until he flipped on the light before stepping inside.
The decor was what I would have expected—nonexistent. A plain brown couch was pressed up against the bare wood wall, a boxed-out TV sitting on a makeshift stand on the opposite wall with a set of rabbit ears on top. There were no curtains or throw pillows. No rugs, no runner on the tiny dining room table. But it was clean, and it was cool, and it smelled like him.
My eyes fluttered closed as I breathed him in, the scent so overwhelming I felt myself sway. When I opened them again, he was gone.
Glancing from side to side, I stepped further inside and peeked down the hallway, finding a bright light shining from an open door. I hesitantly started for it, smiling when I saw it was the bathroom. A towel and washcloth had been left out on the counter by the sink. I moved inside and closed the door, feeling around and then reaching up to find no lock.
“Okay …” I mumbled to myself, turning back to the tub and twisting the handles until the temperature was perfect. Glancing back at the door, I quickly stripped out of my clothes, jumped inside and pulled the curtain shut behind me.
The water was searing in the best sort of way, steaming up the room and loosening my sore muscles from a day of angry weed pulling. I could have stood under the hot spray all night, just basking in the forceful water pressure. This shower was so much better than Mona’s.
Dipping my head back, I closed my eyes to wet my hair, hurriedly wiping the water from my face when I felt a brush of cool air against my legs.
My heart pounded, thinking it was Joe, but it was only the air from the furnace blowing the shower curtain. I couldn’t imagine what I would have done if it had been him. The fact that I wanted to find out had me washing off a little quicker. I didn’t know if I was ready for him to see me naked.
I dried off and got dressed as close as I could to the door in order to avoid that accident waiting to happen. If he did ever end up seeing me naked, I wanted to be prepared and not look like a drowned cat if I could help it.
When I emerged from the bathroom, he was coming down the hallway, shirtless and with the button of his pants undone. I swallowed, unable to take my eyes off his zipper until he reached out for my towel.
“Mind if I use that?”
“Uh, yeah.” I handed it over. “I mean, not unless you do.”
“Nope.” He slid past me and into the bathroom, setting my bag out in the hallway before cracking the door. I stood outside of it while I listened to him adjust the curtain and turn on the shower, trying to decide if I should just take off or not. I was getting ready to knock and tell him I was leaving when the water suddenly shut off, the shower curtain screeched and the door opened to reveal a mess of towel-dried brown hair and a shiny, wet chest.
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BLOG TOUR ~ SLAY (Storm MC Series #4) by NINA LEVINE
RELEASE DATE: November 21st
SYNOPSIS
BLOOD WILL BE SHED…
The ghosts of Donovan “Blade” Brookes’ life are closing in on him.
Hardened by an abusive childhood and haunted by the murder of his fiancé, Blade struggles against the dark forces threatening to consume him. When he helps Layla Reed in her hour of need, he has no idea she will be the light to his darkness. As they spend more time together, he is powerless to fight his desire for her. Powerless to fight his need for her. However, as his feelings deepen, he pushes her away, reluctant to drag her into his world. With enemies coming at him from all directions, Storm MC needing his help to fight off a rival, and his father still causing him grief, Blade needs the love of a good woman now more than ever. Can Layla push Blade to the edge and get him to admit to both of them what he wants? Or will the darkness pull him under once and for all?
EXCERPT
I remained silent and waited to see how far he’d take this. When his hand moved up the inside of my thigh and under my skirt, I parted my legs and rested my head against the seat, closing my eyes. He kept going until he reached my panties. A moment later, I moaned as he pushed his finger inside me and went deep, massaging me at the same time as his thumb played with my clit. My hands gripped the car seat, and I held on tight. The pleasure from Donovan’s fingers was intense and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he’d make me come.
“God, your fingers . . . ” My voice trailed off and he pushed harder inside me.
“Fuck, baby, you got any idea how fucking turned on I am right now? You’re so fucking ready for my cock,” he groaned and I could hear his hunger for me.
I reached across and placed my hand on his dick. He wasn’t joking when he said he was turned on. My eyes flew open, and I pushed his hand away from me and sat up straight. I looked out the window and realised we weren’t far from his place. “Take me to your house,” I said.
He frowned. “Why’d you stop me? I nearly had you there.”
“Because I want you to fuck it out of me,” I answered him and prodded his arm. “Turn here for your house. It’s closer than mine.”
“You need to get back for work tonight.”
“Baby, what I need is your cock, so turn the damn car and get me to your place. We can sort work out after you’ve fucked me.”
“Fuck,” he growled as he turned the car, “I hope you’re ready for this.”
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Misjudged (Book one)
Synopsis:
It was one night.
One night of pure intimacy with a guy she knew nothing about, that couldn’t have prepared her for the next chapter in her life.
But will it be for the better, or for the worse?
Eighteen year old, Alexis Harper, is a smart, attractive, and ambitious young woman with great friends, a doting father, and a scholarship at one of Washington State’s most prestigious Performing Arts Colleges.
When the mysterious stranger makes his arrival in her life, she’s captivated by him. She’s intrigued by his past and more so by what the future could possibly hold for them.
Meet Brandon Taylor.
A damaged and confused twenty year old who is grieving for the life he once had.
He didn’t think for one moment that he could ever find happiness, and he didn’t want to. He was happy living within the high walls he’d barricaded around himself.
It felt safe.
When Alexis’ and Brandon’s worlds collide, nobody could have prepared them for the emotional rollercoaster they were about to board together.
With love, loss, deceit, and betrayal abound, it’s pretty hard to trust even those closest to you, as both Brandon and Alexis are soon to find out.
***Suitable for 18 years + due to language and sexual content***
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Excerpts.
Misjudged:
“Oh, I love this one!” There she goes again. I laugh at Alyssa’s delight as she bobs her head to the rhythm. “I wish I could play!”
“I could teach you if you want,” Brandon suggests and I see her screwing her face up at the mere thought of it. I don’t know why, but I’m feeling frustrated by how they’re so friendly towards each other, and then inwardly curse myself for being overly dramatic. They don’t have any reason not to be. I guess it’s because I want to be the one having a comfortable and easygoing conversation with him. Oh, hell.
“Not with these nails, babe! Besides, I’m all fingers and thumbs when it comes to stuff like that!” She waves her hands up in the air as she wiggles her fingers out in front of her.
I seriously wish I hadn’t taken a sip of my beer at that precise moment because the amount I just spluttered out of my mouth and all over myself at her remark has gained everyone’s attention.
“Are you okay?” Ryan jumps up and grabs me a couple of tissues from the coffee table. “What? You don’t think she would be any good at it?”
“Fingers and thumbs!” Alyssa bursts out laughing as she catches onto why I reacted in that way. “’Mr. Operation Orgasm’! We still need to find out who he is!”
I notice Brandon’s head snap up and feel my cheeks warming when I see a tiny smile playing over his lips, and for a split second, a sparkle bounces around in his eyes. Why can’t he be that same guy from Friday instead of the womanizing man whore that he so obviously is?
“’Mr. Operation Orgasm’?” He’s looking at me with raised eyebrows, and I hear a trace of amusement in his tone. “This sounds interesting.”
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Misplaced Trust (Book Two)
Synopsis
Forever.
That one word was supposed to mean their love would never end, yet only twenty-four hours after he promised her forever, Brandon tore it away in a single heartbeat, leaving Alexis brokenhearted and unable to answer the simple question as to why he left.
As Alexis tries to understand his reasons for leaving, while wondering and hoping he will one day return, her life faces yet another downward spiral. She finally learns the truth about both her own and Brandon’s pasts, which in turn leaves her feeling their relationship wasn’t what she thought it had been at all.
Trust.
You’re supposed to be able to trust those closest to you, but what happens when the most important people in your life turn out to be those you shouldn’t have trusted or had any faith in at all?
Love, lies, deceit, and betrayal make for another unsteady ride in the Misjudged series, with only two options left open for Alexis and Brandon.
A happily ever after, or a journey in which ends in one of the most tragic of circumstances?
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Misplaced Trust:
“It was nice meeting you, Alexis,” I hear him call after us. Stilling for a second and glancing over my right shoulder, I see him nod once when our eyes meet, his hands now stuffed in the front of his pants pockets. “I’ll see you around.”
I don’t recall giving him my name. In fact, I’m darned sure I didn’t tell him. Did I?
Alexis. People around here call me Alex, not Alexis. The only other person who ever called me that was, well, we know who that was. I don’t know, maybe I did introduce myself without even realizing. I haven’t exactly been with it recently.
“Do you know him?” Neil asks as he ushers me towards our building.
“No,” I answer him. “At least … I don’t think I do.”
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Misguided Truths: Part one (Book Three)
Synopsis
***To be read AFTER reading both Misjudged & Misplaced Trust***
Every story has its own beginning.
His started when he set her a simple challenge.
But, unbeknown to him at the time, this very challenge was the start to something that would change his life … forever.
Music was his life. His reason to breathe … until he fell in love.
Are you ready to hear Brandon’s side of the story?
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Misguided Truths Part One:
“Hold that thought, I’ll be right back,” he places a quick kiss on my lips after checking the caller ID, and then leaves the table, summoning Corey, Gaz, and Sam to follow him as he walks out toward the sidewalk to take the call.
I take a sip of my milkshake and listen to Naomi moaning about having to babysit for her kid sister again tonight. A few minutes have passed by, and when I look up, I see the four of them walking back over to join us.
My smile falters when I see Brandon raking a hand through his hair. He looks stressed about something. He always does this when he’s upset.
He briefly makes eye contact as he takes his seat beside me, though the frown over his lips and the sorrowful look in his eyes is making my stomach churn.
“What is it?” I take a hold of his hand as I ask and peer over towards Corey, Gaz, and Sam. They’re smiling brightly and seem really happy about something, though I can’t hear exactly what they’re saying as they chat with Ryan and Neil.
“Holl’s, it was the manager from the bar we’re playing at tonight … they, um … one of the other bands cancelled and they’ve had to make some changes to the time slot …” he begins. His voice is low, and his eyes aren’t anywhere as bright as they were when he first walked in here. “They asked us to play from eight … ‘til eleven.”
“What?” I hadn’t expected my voice to be quite so loud, drawing the attention of everyone seated around our table. “Well, you told them no, right?”
He turns to look at me and his eyes are filling with regret. “What? No. We told them yes. I mean, it’s our first gig and—”
“Brandon, it’s our two month anniversary!”
“Holl’s, we couldn’t turn it down. Listen, tomorrow. We can always do something—” he stops talking when I stand up and try to squeeze by him. “Where are you going? Holly, please? Come on, be reasonable here.” He places his hands on either side of my waist, though I instantly shrug him away from me.
“Reasonable?” I practically choke out. “You think that I’m the one who’s being unreasonable here?” I shake my head as I exit the booth and make my way towards the exit.
I understand how important the gig is tonight, I really do. But, why does our relationship always have to come second? This isn’t the first time he’s put the band before me. Before us. And, I’m pretty certain that it won’t be the last.
The cold air hits me as soon as I step outside and I wrap my arms around myself to try and keep warm. The door swings open as I lean against the window, and I see Brandon walking over until he’s standing right in front of me.
“What’s goin’ on?” he lifts his hand and brushes his fingers across my cheek. I break my gaze from his searching eyes and move my head to the side. “Holly, talk to me.”
“You really have to ask what’s wrong, Brandon? Really?” he takes a step away from me and lowers his hands, now placing them in the front of his pants pockets.
“This is huge for the band, Holl’s. It’s fucking huge. What am I supposed to do? You want me to tell them no and let the guys down?” He sounds frustrated.
“But it’s okay to let me down?” My voice cracks when I ask.
“We need this gig, Holly,” he speaks quietly through his teeth without looking at me. “It’s important.”
“More important than our relationship?” I ask. I’m starting to feel hurt from his words. He shakes his head, keeping his eyes focused on the ground, and I hear him let out a sigh.
I look over my shoulder and through the window towards our friends. Neil’s turned around in his seat and is watching us, mouthing the words ‘You okay?’ over at me. I give him a small smile and nod, though I’m sure he’s still not overly convinced that I’m telling the truth from the way his eyebrows are now furrowing on the two of us.
“Right, let’s get back to it!” Corey says enthusiastically as he, Gaz, and Sam exit through the doors. “Looks like we’ve got a few more songs to perfect before tonight!” He pats Brandon on the shoulder as he walks behind him and makes his way towards the white truck.
Brandon turns to look at me, and I’m not overly sure whether he’s angry or upset, maybe even a bit of both. He leans forward and whispers in my ear, “Please don’t be mad with me, Holly.” Placing a kiss on my cheek, I don’t reciprocate. I’m finding it hard to keep myself from crying through the disappointment I’m feeling.
“If I was to tell you that I have something special planned for tonight, would that help you change your mind?” he lifts his head, but his eyes answer for him and are telling me that he’s already made his decision. “I didn’t think so.” My voice is quiet, and I inwardly curse myself when I feel my bottom lip beginning to tremble.
“Holl’s,” he steps forward, but I move away and open the door to go back inside. “I’ll call you when we’re on a break.” He says from behind me.
I pause in the doorway and turn back around. Shrugging my shoulders is the only thing I give him. He breaks his gaze from mine and turns back around, slowly making his way towards the van while shaking his head.
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Misguided Truths: Part Two (Book four)
Synopsis
Twenty year old Brandon Taylor has experienced many things over the past eighteen months. Things that most people will never have to endure in their entire lifetime.
After spending time inside for a crime he didn’t commit, he arrives in Seattle with only one goal in mind; to find those responsible for ripping out his heart and taking away his freedom, ultimately turning his whole world upside down.
His intentions are simple, or at least they were. With fate stepping in to play a helping hand on the night of the college ball, nobody could have prepared him for the events that would follow. That one night was to change his life … forever.
It was supposed to have been one dance, but that one simple thing leads him to feel things he never thought he would again. But at what cost?
Falling in love again was never on his agenda. Breaking another person’s heart had never been a part of his plan. Unable to control his feelings for the brunette who captured his heart, he was finally able to be happy and be the person he once was. That was, until his past comes back to haunt him.
Everyone is entitled to have their happy ever after.
Will Brandon and Alexis get theirs?
Or has their relationship been destined to fail from the very beginning?
*Approximately:150’000 words*
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Misguided Truths Part Two:
“Hey!” she snaps, and I keep my eyes firmly on her until she turns around to face me. Is she really that naive to accept a drink from a fucking stranger? I see the guy trying to sidestep away from us, but that’s not gonna happen. He can’t seriously think for one single second that he’s gotten away with this? No. He needs to be taught a fucking lesson. Without taking my eyes off of Alexis, I reach out and grab his shirt with my right hand, and shake my head at Alexis one more time before dragging that motherfucker toward the exit doors.
“What the fuck?” Did he just what the fuck me? Huh. Then I think it’s time to give some of the fuck back. I slam him headfirst through the doors and watch as he stumbles down to the ground. He’s a lot bigger than I am, but I think I’ve got this. “You’re gonna regret—”
“I’m gonna what? I’m gonna regret kicking the shit outta you?” I growl out, grabbing him by the hair this time. When he’s just about able to stand, I pull him down a small alleyway that leads toward the back of the building. “You see, buddy. I’m not gonna regret this for one single moment.” I grind while pushing him hard up against the stone wall.
“We could’ve shared her!” Oh, he didn’t. Tell me he didn’t just fucking say that? I grab a fistful of his shirt and wrap it around one of my hands while my other fist connects with his lower abdomen. “Argh!”
An uppercut across the chin and a couple of head-butts later, he’s rolling around on the ground and clutching his face. He thinks I’m done? Not a chance. I bring my leg back, but just as I’m about to kick him hard in the stomach, I feel hands grabbing my shoulders from behind me.
“Fuck, that’s enough man! Come on, I said enough!” Rye. Enough? No. I’ve only just fucking started here. That red stuff? Yeah, that’ll be his blood. I shrug Rye’s hands off of me and go to finish what I set out to do.
The guy rolls around some more once I’ve kicked him hard, and I lean down to bring him back onto his feet. I don’t even wanna think about what he was gonna do to her if he’d have gotten her outside. Asshole. Motherfucking— “Please! Stop!” Yeah, and what are the chances he would’ve fully ignored those exact words if they’d been said by Alexis or some other unsuspecting girl? Yeah, nice guy, huh?
Another few punches to the face and I think I’ve finally managed to break his nose. That’s a shame because what I really wanna break is his fucking peni—“Shit, you’re gonna fucking kill him if you don’t stop! I think he’s got the message, now let’s go!” Four hands are on me now, dragging me out from the dark alleyway and back onto the sidewalk; restraining me. I keep my focus on the dark space ahead. They’ll let go of me soon enough, and then I’m going back in. I’m not done yet. Not by a long shot.
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Mistaken Hope (Book Five)
Synopsis:
They thought that it was over. They truly believed that they were living their forever and that nothing could ever come between them again.
But, they were wrong.
The past has come back and it’s threatening to destroy their happiness; their whole future… for good.
His love, the mother of his daughter, is snatched away, leaving Brandon with only one thing left to hold onto … hope.
He’s left with the hope that he’ll be able to end their pain and suffering once and for all, and live the promise he made to her all of those years ago.
Battles have been fought, and now it’s time for the war. It’s time for him to fight for the one he loves. It’s time to finally lay the past to rest.
He’s willing to sacrifice his life for the person who is one of his only reasons to breathe, and he vows to fight until the bitter end.
The day has finally come for him to fight for his forever, even if it means that this day will be his last.
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Mistaken Hope:
It’s been twelve hours already. Where is she? Where the fuck is Alexis?
It feels as though the walls are closing in and my whole world is crashing down around me. That everything we’ve worked so hard for over the past few years are now just distant memories. What if that’s all I have left of her? What if we don’t get to make any more memories? What if I’ve already had all the time with her that I’m gonna have? What if I never see her again? What the fuck am I gonna do without her? I don’t wanna have to do any of this without her. I can’t do any of this without her in my life.
I run my hands roughly across my face, over and over again, trying to block out all the negative thoughts and visions that keep filtering inside my mind. I have to remain strong and believe that I’ll see her again; that yesterday wasn’t the final time that I’d see my wife alive.
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The Holly Novella is releasing Christmas eve. The synopsis will be posted on the author page on the 17th December and will be available for free for five days only. It will then be taken off sale as it’s a Christmas gift for the readers of the series.
Author Info
About Sarah Elizabeth
Sarah Elizabeth is the author of the Misjudged Series, Bliss, and an upcoming series that is yet to be announced. Known to many of her readers as ‘The Cliff-hanger Queen,’ she strives to add mystery to the romance and leave her readers wanting more.
She was born in the small market town of Middleham, North Yorkshire, but currently resides on the Isle of Wight with her fiancé and four young children.
She has a major addiction to male models, namely Lucas Gil and Jon Kortajarena, and enjoys spending her time stalking Instagram when she hasn’t got her head stuck in a romance novel or writing one of her own.
Social Media Links:
Twitter: @AuthSarahEliz
Facebook: www.facebook.com/AuthSarahEliz
Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/AuthSarahEliz
Amazon Author Page: http://tinyurl.com/ll3wzl6
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