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SERIES REVEAL ~ Sins & Secrets Series by Willow Winters

 

 
 
 
Title: Sins & Secrets Series
Author: Willow Winters

 

Genre: Romantic Suspense

 

Blurb
 
Love is inexplicable.  It makes you do crazy things.  Love is blind… that’s a saying for a reason, isn’t it?
 
If anyone ever heard my story, they’d say what I did was wrong.
 
Even my closest friends.  They wouldn’t understand.  No one would.
 
But even my friends have sins and secrets of their own.  Their stories would send chills down your spine and make you think twice about just how powerful love can be.  How corrupt… how deadly.
 
I’ll do what I do best as an author.  I’ll write my tale, but they aren’t safe.
I won’t let them judge me without having their own dark stories unveiled as well.
 
I’ll write it all down and put a pretty little bow on it.
 
 
The Sins and Secrets Series of Duets is here.
with love, Jules (Imperfect, Sins and Series book 1)
 
 
 

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Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Bestselling Romance Author. She likes her action hot and her bad boys hotter. She certainly doesn’t hold back on either one in her writing!

Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.

In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all
these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!

 
 
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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Drawn to Him: A Romance Collection

 

 
 
 
Title: Drawn to Him: A Romance Collection

Authors: A. Zavarelli, Jade West,
Isabella Starling, K. Webster, K.L. Kreig,
L.J. Shen, M. Never & Willow Winters

Genre: Romance Anthology/Romantic Suspense

Release Date: September 19, 2017
 
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There are some men who make you helpless. You know the kind.  They steal the breath from your lungs and make your heart beat a little faster with a single look.  You can’t stop staring, but the moment they pin those gorgeous eyes on you, you’re done for. 

The kind that’s too hard to resist.

This is a collection of men just like that. 
 
Handsome, confident and all for you.

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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Forget Me Not by Willow Winters

 

 

Title: Forget Me Not
Author: Willow Winters

 

Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 12, 2017
 
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I fell in love with a boy a long time ago. I was only a small girl. Scared and frightened, I was taken from my home and held against my will.  His father hurt me, but he protected me and kept me safe as best he could. 

Until I left him. I ran the first chance I got and even though I knew he wasn’t behind me, I didn’t stop. The branches lashed out at me, punishing me for leaving him in the hands of a monster.

I’ve never felt such guilt in my life. 

Although I survived, the boy was never found. I prayed for him to be safe. I dreamed he’d be alright and come back to me. Even as a young girl I knew I loved him, but I betrayed him.

Twenty years later, all my wishes came true.

But the boy came back a man. With a grip strong enough to keep me close and a look in his eyes that warned me to never dare leave him again. I was his to keep after all.

Twenty years after leaving one hell, I entered another. Our tale was only just getting started.

It’s dark and twisted. 

But that doesn’t make it any less of what it is.

A love story. Our love story.  

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
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Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Bestselling Romance Author. She likes her action hot and her bad boys hotter. She certainly doesn’t hold back on either one in her writing!

Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.
 
In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!

 

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CHAPTER REVEAL ~ Forget Me Not by Willow Winters

 

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I fell in love with a boy a long time ago.

I was only a small girl. Scared and frightened, I was taken from my home and held against my will. His father hurt me, but he protected me and kept me safe as best he could.

Until I left him.

I ran the first chance I got and even though I knew he wasn’t behind me, I didn’t stop. The branches lashed out at me, punishing me for leaving him in the hands of a monster.

I’ve never felt such guilt in my life.

Although I survived, the boy was never found. I prayed for him to be safe. I dreamed he’d be alright and come back to me. Even as a young girl I knew I loved him, but I betrayed him.

Twenty years later, all my wishes came true.

But the boy came back a man. With a grip strong enough to keep me close and a look in his eyes that warned me to never dare leave him again. I was his to keep after all.

Twenty years after leaving one hell, I entered another. Our tale was only just getting started.

It’s dark and twisted.

But that doesn’t make it any less of what it is.

A love story. Our love story.




Robin
Twenty years ago

I’m so used to this room.  I don’t know how long it’s been, but I don’t bother to count the days anymore.  I don’t hope for Mama to come find me anymore.  I know it’s useless now, and it only makes me more upset.

The only solace I have is lying beside me.  I speak without thinking, just saying what’s on my mind to break up the silence in the cold room.  
        “I wish I were a bird.”  I blink at the faint light shining through the small window so high up on the cinder block wall.  “Then I could fly away.”  My voice lowers to nearly a whisper and I turn on the hard ground, facing the boy at my side.  I tuck my arm under my head and swallow the lump in my throat as I avoid his gaze.  It’s such a serious look in his light gray eyes.  I can hardly stand the chill that runs through me.

Some days I think he’s angry with me.  I can’t shake the thought that he hates me; that he hates being stuck here with me, both of us helpless and at the hands of his heartless father.

“Both of us.”  I clear my throat and chance a look up at him as I add, “I mean I wish we were both birds.”  I turn to gesture toward the far wall as I explain, “So we could fly through that window.”

The boy smiles at me, although I don’t think it’s genuine.  “But it’s closed,” he says in a voice so rough and low it makes goosebumps spread across my skin.  He clears his own throat, propping up his head in his hand and leaning on his elbow to look down at me.  My heart does a weird flip in my chest, fluttering when he leans closer to me.  I can feel the heat of his body.  He’s older than me.  He looks it, too.  I feel my cheeks heat with a blush and I look away, turning back to the window and pulling at the thin gown I have on.  It’s not enough to keep me warm down here and I know if I were just a bit closer to the boy, I’d be more comfortable, but I keep my distance.

“Well, what animal then?” I ask the boy, curling on my side and tucking both arms beneath my head.

He’s quiet for a moment, but then he answers, “A wolf could break it.”

I resist the urge to turn to face him, closing my eyes as they roll and a small smile forms on my lips.  A wolf could never fit through that window.

I decide to play along, feeling a warmth run through me as I hear him scoot closer to me.  He never touches me, but he likes to be close to me.  And I like it too although I don’t tell him.  “Well, you be a wolf and break the window, and I’ll be a bird.  Together we can run away.”

“I saw a wolf kill a bird once on TV,” he says, but the boy’s voice is devoid of emotion and the shock of what he said makes me turn to face him, sitting up and pulling my knees into my chest.

“Why would a wolf do that?”  I feel my brows pinch and my lips turn down; I know it’s obvious I’m horrified from what he said, and it only makes him laugh.

He shrugs his shoulders and picks at a spot on the concrete floor, a satisfied smirk on his lips.  Something about the look on his face makes my heart do that fluttering motion again and I find myself inching forward, my toes barely touching his thigh.  But we both notice that they touch.

“A wolf doesn’t have any reason to hurt a bird.”  I stare at him, but he still doesn’t look up at me.  “I don’t understand.”

The boy tilts his head to look at me and this time, the expression is something I’ve never seen before.  There’s a rawness in the light gray flecks, a heat on the outer edge where his eyes get darker.  Almost like a flicker of a flame giving his gaze an intensity that makes my body freeze, but not with a coldness, with a burning heat.

“I think he did it,” the boy starts to say, licking his lower lip and staring right through me, not caring that I can’t even breathe when he looks at me like that, “I think he did it just because he wanted to.”



Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Bestselling Romance Author. She likes her action hot and her bad boys hotter. She certainly doesn’t hold back on either one in her writing!

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Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.

In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!

 

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CHAPTER REVEAL ~ Unforgiven by Willow Winters

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The sins of his past can’t be forgiven.

Mason Thatcher gave me chills when I first laid eyes on him. The good kind. The kind that makes your body ache and your heart hammer.

What’s better is that he looked at me the same way.
There was a hunger in his eyes that wouldn’t be sated, and a confidence in his stride that told me I could never run from him. Back then, I didn’t want to.

It’s not fair that his touch eased my pain.
That his lips on mine made my worries vanish.
That his love gave me a reason to breathe again.

With him, I felt complete, as if fate had given me a second chance.

Then I learned the truth: the sins and secrets of what really brought us together.

I knew it was too good to be true, but I could never have imagined he’d be capable of something so cold and cruel. That he was the reason my world crumbled.

There’s no way we can go back to what we once had and it’s not as easy as walking away. He can’t risk me telling his secrets.

I don’t know what choices I have or how I’ll survive this.

What he’s done is unforgivable, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to let me go.


Unforgiven is the second book in the new series, Sins and Secret Series of Duets by Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling author Willow Winters. It is book 2 of a 2 book duet although other standalone duets will be featured in the series. It is not necessary, but highly recommended that you read book 1, Imperfect, before reading Unforgiven.
 

Chapter 1

Julia



I get chills when I look at him,
My heart filled with dread.
He ruined me and left me scarred,
Yet pulled me in his bed.

He lied to me and made me weak
and hid his sins from view.
The truth always comes out;
It’s time he gets his due.

Fear, sadness, regret?
I have nothing left but hate.
How dare he say he loves me.
Forgiveness?  It’s too late.


I’ll make you forget everything but my name and what I do to you tonight.
Mason whispered the words so close to my ear, sending a shiver of want through my body.  It’s everything I desired when I met him.  He made that promise to me the first night and I so easily fell into his bed.
Desperate to feel anything but the heartache and misery I’d succumbed to.  
If only I could take it back.  
If only I knew this man was the cause of my pain.
I stare at him on the other side of his bedroom.  His broad shoulders are lit by the dim light of the room as he sits on the edge of the reading chair in the corner.  His elbows rest on his thighs as he hunches over with his head in his hands.  His fingers rub back and forth over the back of his head as if there’s a thought inside his mind he can’t quite reach.
He won’t look at me; he stares at the ground in complete silence.  
My body aches with restlessness and my eyes burn a desperate need to cry but have nothing left.
I try to scoot my body up on the bed to soothe my sore arms, but the rope tied around my wrists chafes and tightens with the sudden pull.  I wince and suck in a breath through clenched teeth; my shoulders are screaming in pain.  
Hours must have passed by now since I found out the truth.  Hours of me screaming and fighting him, clawing at him and trying to escape his strong grip.  Hours of being tied to the bed.  
Only minutes since he’s come back into the room though. Minutes since he’s opened that door and let his eyes rest on me just how I am.  Pathetic, weak and completely at his mercy.  Captive to a man I loved who hid a secret so dark and corrupt it’s ruined me.  I’ll never be the same.  There’s no way to recover.
Tick, tock.  Tick, tock.  
Minutes since he’s lowered himself to the chair without a word to me.  A chair I brought from my home to his.  A chair I’d cried so many tears in after my husband died.  
“I hate you.” The words slowly cut their way up my sore throat.  They’re barely heard, so raspy and weak from the constant screaming.   
He slowly lifts his head, his corded muscles rippling. For the first time since I’ve been with Mason, after months of falling in love with him, I feel real fear.
The sharp lines of his jaw look more intense in the dim light, the shadows only making them seem more severe.  His grey eyes are like daggers as he imprisons my gaze.  
I can’t breathe; I can’t look away.  
“You don’t,” his voice is rough, deep.  Stronger than before.  But it’s a lie.  All lies.
I do.  I hate him more than I could ever express.  
Finally, I gasp for air, breaking his gaze and staring at the ceiling in the room.  Even that little movement makes the raw wounds at my wrists hurt.  I don’t show it though, I try to hide it.  
I gave this man everything, never hiding a piece of me.  I won’t be so foolish again.  Never again.  
“I hate you more than you’ll ever know,” I murmur to the ceiling in an eerily calm voice.
I hear the creek of the floor and my eyes whip to him as he stands.
He rises so slowly.  His muscular frame seeming so much larger than before.  He was always dominating and intimidating, but this is something darker… something so much more.
I have nothing to protect me, not even a cover.  He tore the comforter off and I’m left in only the baggy, thin-cotton t shirt and underwear I was wearing this morning.  The chill is getting to me.  My body feels cold.  So fucking cold and tired.  
The bed dips and groans as he leans a knee on it, just a foot away from me.  I struggle to pull away, but I’m stuck here.  Tied to the fucking bed and held against my will.
“I love you, Jules,” his words are a mix of strangled pain and determination.  He’s a broken man with a tortured soul.
I’ve met men before who are considered to be wound tightly, waiting to go off like a bomb.  Constantly on edge and ready to fight.  But Mason’s not like that.  He’s loosely wrapped around the spindle and nothing but a mess of tangles. The thread’s sharp to the touch and there’s no hope at unknotting them without cutting yourself.  
I never knew how deeply he’d wounded me.  I had no idea that while I was busy mending myself and leaning on him for support, he was behind me watching me bleed out, but saying nothing.  The closer he got, the deeper the wound, but that didn’t stop him.
I let my head drop to look him in the eyes.  It makes my heart swell with an unbearable pain to have him so close to me, to see how injured he is but knowing it’s nothing compared to what he’s done to me.  
I truly loved him.  I thought fate had given me a second chance.  I knew it was too good to be true.
“You’re a sick fuck,” I spit the words at him, narrowing my eyes and waiting for him to strike me back with the same venom I’ve given him.  
I listen to him breathe so calm and even, I watch his chest rise and fall and then look back into his cold eyes.  
“Maybe,” he answers me before rising off the bed and turning away from me.  My heart sinks low in my stomach, my body temperature dropping so quickly, my entire body shivers. It hurts.  It physically hurts to see his pain but it hurts more to know what he’s done to me.
The wood floors creak as he heads towards the door.  Leaving me here and not giving me any indication of what’s to come.  
“Aren’t you going to say you’re sorry?” I whisper the painful words.  
He opens the door part way, stopping in his tracks as he registers what I’ve asked.  He turns slowly to look back at me over his shoulder, his hand still on the carved-glass doorknob.
“I told you I’m sorry; you were never supposed to know.”
“You’re only sorry that I found out?” I ask him with equal amounts disbelief and agony.
His eyes dart to the plush, carpeted floor and the bedroom door groans as it opens slightly more.  
He glances up at me, as if debating on telling me something.  It would be the truth, I can see it, I can feel the intensity.  But he says nothing, swinging the door open and walking through with even strides, before slamming the door shut behind him.

 


 
 
 
Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Bestselling Romance Author. She likes her action hot and her bad boys hotter. She certainly doesn’t hold back on either one in her writing!

Want a text alert when Willow has a new release? Text “Willow” to 797979!
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Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.

In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!
  
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