Friday, January 28, 2022

Impulsive Love Cover Reveal


Title: Impulsive Love
Series: Love Stings #5
Author: Evan Grace
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Design
Release Date: February 14, 2022


Haddie Carmichael has made it her mission to take care of others—from her nieces and nephews to the hospice patients she takes care of as a nursing assistant.

As she finishes up her nursing degree, she’s ready to take that next step, but sometimes life has other plans.

Chris Anderson has always been the biggest douche bag, until circumstances cause Haddie to look at him in a different light. On a night when she was there for him, she made the biggest mistake—sleeping with her brother’s best friend. To her horror he doesn’t remember any of it.

Six weeks later and two pink lines, and everything changes.

Life has thrown Haddie a curveball, but she’s bound and determined to finish school and have her baby, even while the father of her child fights his demons.

Chris Anderson has always loved things to excess—women, booze, and lately…drugs. When a devastating diagnosis rocks his family’s world, the excess gets worse. He’s spiraling and he can’t seem to stop.

He hits rock bottom when he learns he knocked up his best friend’s baby sister when he was on a bender. Chris decides he needs help and so he heads to California for treatment. For a whole year he stays gone, working on his sobriety, but when he comes back, he’s healthier than ever.

As he gets to know his baby girl, he develops feelings for Haddie. First its friendship, but then it turns into something neither of them expected…love.

When Chris begins to doubt himself will he succumb to his demons or will he fight like hell to beat them?




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A Midwesterner and a readaholic most of her life. One day an idea came into her head and a writing career was born. She's a sucker for happily ever afters and loves creating fictional worlds that others can get lost in. She loves putting her characters through the ringer, but loves when they get to that satisfying, swoony ending. 
When the voices in her head give it a rest, which isn’t often, she can always be found with her e-reader in her hand. Some of her favorites include, Aurora Rose Reynolds, (the queen) Kristen Ashley, Kaylee Ryan, Natasha Madison, and Harper Sloan. Evan finds a lot of her inspiration in music, movies, TV shows and life. 
She's a wife to Jim and a mom to Ethan and (the real) Evan, a weightlifter, a home healthcare scheduler, and a full-time writer. How does she do it? She'll never tell.


Wolf Warriors Duet Book Blitz Giveaway


Wolf Warriors Duet
Marteeka Karland
Publication date: January 28th 2022
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Future Earth. The privileged few build their wealth on the backs of slaves who are neither man nor beast, but both. Those with gold to spare spend it at the Arena… betting on the Warrior Shifters is the pastime of the elite.

Claimed by the Guardian Wolf: Miranda is the daughter of one of the cruelest Gladiator owners. Still her heart remains pure. The last thing she bargained for was catching the eye of the fiercest warrior of all — Brandwulfr.

To Brandwulfr, Miranda is a way out of this godforsaken realm, a way to get home. He doesn’t need to be attracted to the silly little human. Yet something in her touch awakens the wolf within him…

Taken by the Wolf King: Caught between deadly politics and a man bent on claiming her, all Elsa can afford to focus on is saving her children — at any cost.

Tortured and maddened by pain, Leif vows revenge on the woman he would have made his queen. Will his hatred of what she was forced to do build a wall between them that can never be torn down?

Warning: Adult Content including graphic violence, scientific experiments, alien abduction, and torture, may be triggers for some readers.

Publisher’s Note: Wolf Warriors Duet contains the previously published novels Claimed by the Guardian Wolf and Taken by the Wolf King. These books have been extensively edited for this volume.

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As they spoke, Brandwulfr noticed some of the more aggressive men watching the exchange closely, no doubt listening to every word. He could lose control of the situation as quickly as he’d gained it.

“It really doesn’t matter much. You’re here. At my mercy.” When she opened her mouth to say something — probably plead for her life — Brandwulfr mashed his lips against hers in a searing kiss.

Plundering her mouth, he slid his tongue inside, taking what she was too stunned to refuse. Miranda trembled beneath his touch, her hands tightening on his wrist and arm. She tried to kick out at him, but he only pressed his body harder against hers, trapping her tightly against the wall. Her fear was a bitter taste, but it was better than letting others think he was at her disposal instead of the other way around. Little whimpers escaped her throat, another bitter taste. Brandwulfr found he wanted this woman whimpering with need, not terror or — worse — disgust. The thought bewildered him. For a man who always knew his course of action, this feeling of indecision was maddening.

Against his will, he softened the kiss, coaxing rather than taking. It wasn’t the smartest thing he’d ever done, but he seemed unable to do otherwise. Before he knew it, he’d loosened his hold on her neck, turning it into more of a caress than a restraint. He knew the moment everything changed for her. Her body still trembled, she still whimpered, but she met the thrust of his tongue with a tentative stroke. In that instant, Brandwulfr knew he’d have Miranda for his own. He inhaled, taking her scent deeply into his lungs, secure in the knowledge there was nowhere she could go that he couldn’t find her. She might be the daughter of his enemy, but she would be his.

As he ended the kiss, Brandwulfr held her gaze. Her eyes were slightly glazed but wary. Her gaze flickered from his eyes to his lips as if she wanted more, but her attention was immediately back on his eyes and her face flamed. Again, fear poured off her in waves, the smell turning from the sweet scent of budding arousal to the bitter taint of fear.

“Why did you do that?” Her question was asked so softly, Brandwulfr was certain even the shifters nearby couldn’t hear her. It was almost as if she didn’t realize she’d actually spoken. Everything in him ached to be gentle with her, screamed at him that she wasn’t like him and needed him to be tender, careful. Unfortunately, the situation dictated otherwise. He couldn’t show weakness, couldn’t afford to actually care about her.

“You see all those men watching you? The ones in this cell and the ones across the corridor? Nearly every cell in this place is connected by tunnels. The second I leave you or turn my back, every man here will be after you. And without my protection, they will get you. Do you know what they’d do to you?”

“I have a pretty good idea,” she muttered. She shook violently now, her body quivering against his with equal parts fear and arousal. That feminine scent of need called to Brandwulfr on a primal level, one that was nearly impossible to deny, her fear feeding her arousal in a sickening twist of adrenaline. If he were going to get them both out of here alive, he had to ignore it.

“Now, kiss me again or you won’t have my protection.”

“I will not!” Her outrage was clear, though he could still scent her arousal. “I will not be bullied into being your whore!”

“The only way you’re going to live long enough to make good your promise to help these men is for everyone here to think you’re my woman. The only way for them to think that is for you to kiss me. Or I could fuck you right here.” He sneered. “Stake my claim in a graphic display that would make sure they didn’t dare touch you. Your choice, but I don’t normally like to display my sexual prowess for an audience.” Wide-eyed, Miranda shook her head, a silent denial, her face going pale. “Now, this time, I suggest you kiss me back. And you better kiss me like you mean it.”

Author Bio:

Romance author by night, emergency room tech/clerk by day, Marteeka Karland works really hard to drive everyone in her life completely and totally nuts. She has been creating stories from her warped imagination since she was in the third grade. Her love of writing blossomed throughout her teenage years until it developed into the totally unorthodox and irreverent style her English teachers tried so hard to rid her of. Now, she breathes life into faeries, space hunters, werewolves, vampires, shapeshifters, and a few just plane ole ordinary people. She loves to see the awkward, self-conscious band geek get the captain of the football team and make him beg for it.

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Forsaking All Others Release Blitz


Title: Forsaking All Others
Series: Darkly Ever After
Author: Alexa Jordan
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: January 28, 2022


Once upon a time there was an innocent girl…and a ruthless crime lord sworn to protect her.

Helina has spent most of her life alone, hidden away from the world for her own protection, with her stepbrother Gregori her only company. A man who consumes her every thought, filling her with dark, forbidden desires. When he comes to her with promises of forever, she’s ready to give herself to him and his darkness.

Gregori knew the moment Helina turned eighteen, she’d be his ruin. The protection he once offered her from his father is now his obsession. Gregori wants to own every part of her, leaving no chance for any other man to claim her heart.

Even with monsters lurking in the shadows, nothing will keep him from claiming Helina as his.

His to protect.
His to control.
His to own.



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“I’ve seen the way you look at her. The way your eyes stare at her body as if it belongs to you.”
“I may have looked, but I never touched her.” He lifts his chin in defiance as I come to a stop in front of him and laugh.
“I considered letting you off easy, ending the pain and suffering you’ve been enduring the last few hours, if you confessed…” My voice trails off as I grab his hand tightly in mine, sliding the cigar cutter up his finger, stopping just above the knuckle. Closing it just enough for him to feel the bite of the blade against his skin. “But you continue to lie,” I say with a smile as I close the blade, his screams of pain echoing throughout the room.
I want to rip him apart piece by piece, making him pay for even thinking that he could touch her. That he was worthy of her attention, let alone affection. Helina is mine to protect in any way I see fit, and his mistake is going to cost him his life.
“Helina is not to be touched. If anyone so much as looks at her, you’ll pay with your life.” I slide the cutter up the next finger, this time going all the way to the base. “As well as the lives of every person you’ve ever known.”
“Please…” he stammers, his gaze flicking between the cutter and mine. “I never touched her. I’ve looked—she’s beautiful—but I never would have imagined crossing that line.”
“I understand now,” I say with a forced smile, pulling the cutter off his finger completely and standing to my full height. “You didn’t plan on it, but you’re only human. Eventually, your baser needs would have overtaken your reason.”
Reminders of my fight to stay away from her, protecting her innocence from the darkness lurking inside my heart. I’ve gone through every step of self-hatred as my need to own her has slowly taken over.
With each passing day, jealousy beyond anything I’d ever imagined courses through my body each time she mentions anyone but me. I want to own every part of her. To be the center of her universe, as she is mine.
But she’s my sister, not biologically but in name, and she will be for her entire life. These feelings are forbidden, and I’m a stronger man than this. I’ll continue to struggle to keep my growing feelings for her locked in the depths of my heart, never allowing them to taint her innocence with my darkness. She is the light in the world, the one thing I promised to protect from monsters like my father, not become one myself.
“Thank you for understanding,” he says, and his entire body sags in relief as I motion for Dimitri to come closer.
No one touches what’s mine and gets away with it, whether I’m ready to admit it or not. I may not have Helina the way my heart desires, but no one else will have her.
“I understand more than you know, and that is why you have to die.”


Alexa Jordan is a slightly twisted dark romance author who writes dirty talking, possessive, morally gray alpha men. She’s been published for years, but has finally given into her darker side.

Alexa is an avid reader who believes that love is love, being called a good girl is the best, and everything should be put off for a good book.



Thursday, January 27, 2022

Flithy Rich Cadets


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Title: Filthy Rich Cadets    
Series: Cadets of York Military Academy #1
Author: Jillian Frost
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: January 27, 2022


Welcome to York Military Academy, where the cadets are ruthless and filthy rich…

Someone is killing the people closest to me. And to get answers, I have to become the first female cadet at the academy.

No one wants me at this school.
Not even my former friends.

Cole, Hunter, and Brax.

They’re the leaders of Alpha Company.
The rulers of my life and this school.

When someone tries to kill me, I know I’ve come to the right place to get answers. The lies hidden at this elite college are deadly. And these rich boys will do anything to protect their secrets.

But at least I have Julian on my side.

He’s the new transfer student, hot-as-hell, and has secrets of his own. Julian hates the cadets as much as I do. And with him watching my back, I will take down my bullies and solve the mystery behind the murders.

Let the War Games begin.



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Jillian Frost is a dark romance author who believes even the villain deserves a happily ever after. She loves writing twisted suspense plots with dangerous but redeemable antiheroes. When she's not plotting all the ways to disrupt the lives of her characters, you can usually find Jillian by the pool, soaking up the Florida sunshine.


Pierce Her Book Blitz #Giveaway


Pierce Her
Kelly Finley
(Come for Me, #1)
Publication date: January 27th 2022
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense

She’s the hero. He plays one. That’s why falling in love could be the biggest—and best—mistake of her life…

Former Marine Charlie Ravenel devotes her life to protecting women. A job that’s left its mark on her—body and soul. When she’s not working, she’s safe hiding in the shadows. Alone. But when a young celebrity finds herself tormented by a dangerous stalker, Charlie vows to keep her safe.

One problem. She’ll just have to avoid her client’s sexy co-star—the alluring one who seems so intent on breaking down Charlie’s defenses…

No one really knows Daniel Pierce. They think they do. Millions want him. But no one knows what’s beneath his heroic veneer. He doesn’t let them. Until her.

Charlie, with her arousing smile and razor blade tongue, attracts him like no other. He’d do anything to ease her pain, to make her his. How can he lure her into giving him a chance?

If Charlie has any hope of overcoming the demons of her past in time to save the girl, she’ll have to trust her gut…and Daniel. But what if trust is a luxury she just can’t afford?

PIERCE HER, Book One in the COME FOR ME series, is a steamy, romantic suspense novel featuring a kickass heroine who just happens to fall for Hollywood’s sexiest man alive.

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Relief dropped the tension in her shoulders when she turned to unpack the rifle. She had to turn away. Away from Daniel Pierce to and her breath.

What the holy fuck was that, Charlie Girl?

Her body howled awake at his handshake. At his touch. The first time in six years it had responded to any man.

As a bodyguard, the sets she worked on accustomed her to being surrounded by beautiful people, men and women. She had seen, hell fought off, how such beauty was as much a burden as a blessing for many of them. She learned to treat them like nobodies. Or anybodies. It was one of the many reasons they trusted her.

But damn. Daniel Pierce, famously the sexiest man alive, possessed so much exquisite physical DNA it required a full audit. Sure, she had seen him plastered across covers and screens. A sudden flush fired up her cheeks for the solo plea‐ sure she gave herself at the sight of his photo a few times in the past. But that was a screen, a fleeting fantasy. This was him, palpable and in person. And oh, where his staggering bounty of beauty stopped, his sexy charisma raced, lapping her body for the win.

Damn, Charlie Girl. She adjusted the scope on the rifle. Slow your roll. You’ve got a job to do. A girl at risk.

And she’d fucking asked for this. Asked Anders where the cast hung out. Wanting to meet each one of them. Off set. In a setting where their guard was down. In a setting where a stalker may betray himself.

She wasn’t wheels down in Madrid for twenty-four hours, kissing her relaxing trip to Miami with Juliette goodbye, before she found herself jumping into the damn deep end of this job. Right into the ocean of Daniel Pierce.

And it was raging wet.

Over six feet of hulking muscles wrapped down a body that famously took discipline and sacrifice to achieve. Black hair fell in soft waves, framing aqua eyes as deep as a cenote, enticing anyone to jump in. Stubble blanketed a square jaw and deep cleft chin. Pillow lips formed a perfect soft bow, almost feminine, until they flashed a white-hot, hungry smile.

He was cast as Zeus, the god of gods who had no equal, many enemies and could bed any woman in a comic book series turned movie franchise. Two films had dominated the box office in the blockbuster series. A third was rumored. And everywhere Daniel Pierce went, he was “Zeus” to his fans. Charlie read how many followers and press also branded him— “Sex God.”

Careful, Charlie Girl. With a look like that, you’ll have a lot more to protect than a girl.

Author Bio:

Kelly Finley is fiction author of contemporary romances featuring bada** women and grown-a** men. She lives in the Carolinas with her husband and family. A rebel with many causes, she fancies black leather, dirty jokes, and smart mouths.

Thrilled by a flipped script and ticked off by women portrayed as weak, she noticed how many steamy, sexy heroines were missing, particularly from suspense and military romance. Her friends shared the frustration and told her to practice what she has taught for twenty years. Her books feature characters we champion and love—ones with shameless heat, brave hearts, and whip-smart minds.

She's most likely at her keyboard right now, putting the next heroine on the page.

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Dior or Die Book Blitz Giveaway


Dior or Die
Laura E. Akers
Publication date: January 22nd 2022
Genres: Adult, Mystery, Suspense

She’s survived dangerous missions for the government, but can she survive life among the rich?

Davia Glenn is the first woman on a covert paramilitary team until a mission goes deadly wrong. She inherits a fortune, moves to a wealthy community, and soon discovers the crazy under all that money. On a terrorist’s hit list, Davia must navigate her new life while dodging assassins.

Torn between two men and two worlds, Davia must decide her future— but this time, she wears haute couture instead of camouflage and combat boots.

If you love the grit of Jack Reacher and the fun of Stephanie Plum, one-click Dior or Die today for your next addicting, suspenseful mystery read.

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Four men shot at me with automatic rifles.

I sat in a chair blindfolded, arms bound behind me with duct tape, and a gag stuffed in my mouth. The relentless gunfire battered my senses.

Control the mind-game, Davia.

Forcing my hands into tight balls, I leaned forward and arched my back, preparing to free myself. In response, a bullet cracked one of my chair’s legs, and I almost crashed to the ground.

This ordeal was a boys’ club welcome to the first woman assigned to the most elite covert paramilitary team in existence. Of course, the team wouldn’t greet me with candy and flowers, but this?

My face grew hot from suppressed fury as the rounds whizzed past unabated. I slowed my breathing. Four breaths in, four out.


Finally, there was silence.

The malignant perfume of gunfire burned my nostrils. I listened for the click of empty magazines dropped and replaced. Instead, booming laughter and the dull thud of men slapping each other’s backs echoed through the space.

“Let’s give Glenn some time to sit in her messed drawers.” It was James Warden, my team’s leader. When we met this morning at our training base in Virginia, he radiated Apex Alpha. Now, I amended it to Apex Asshat.

“We can tell the colonel we didn’t hit the hostage,” said another.

More guffaws.

After their voices drifted away, I renewed my efforts to break the bindings. Within minutes, I was loose. I spat the gag from my mouth and tore the blindfold from my eyes, temples throbbing. How long would it take my shattered hearing to return in full?

My location was a plywood shoot house with movable walls. Dummy targets riddled with bullet holes surrounded me, and spent brass casings blanketed the floor like a golden carpet. Crouching, I snuck to the door, flattened myself against the wall, and peeked out.

Another teammate, Savant, sat at a distant table under a canvas shade, headphones atop his mop of fair hair. Hunched over a laptop, he bopped in time to an unheard beat. Gunfire began at a nearby range.

The group had moved on.

Bending, I lifted the combat knife strapped to my right calf and noticed a bullet hole had pierced a cargo pocket. The round missed my leg by a fraction of an inch.

I was almost a victim of high-speed lead poisoning.

Jaw set, I crept forward and thrust the knife under Savant’s chin in case he wanted to continue the hazing. Complex surveillance images streamed across his laptop’s screen as heavy metal blared from the headphones I tugged off.

“Don’t move,” I hissed.

“Oh, hey, Davia.” He pointed toward the distant gunfire. “Have fun.”

He never looked up.

Dropping Savant’s headphones into his lap, I put my knife back in its sheath. At the weapons table, I selected a submachine gun.

Popping in filtered ear protection, I stalked out to the range. Let’s find the hyenas.

Four battle-hardened men turned in sync when I approached, their expressions ranging from surprised to annoyed at my unexpected appearance.

“Sorry, I’m late.” My voice was saccharine sweet, like I was tardy for a Sunday picnic.

“We wasn’t ’specting you at all,” said Hodge, our burly Texan medic. “You’re tougher than a one-eared alley cat.”

Most worked to hide smiles, but Warden scowled. “Careful with that gun,” he said. “I’ll show you how to use it in a sec.”

Show me? I trained for years on every weapon they used, and some they didn’t. Not pausing, I discharged all my ammo, disintegrating the bullseye of the target.

When I finished, teammate Ned tugged at his scruffy beard and said, “We should nickname you Bombshell, and not because you’re blonde.”

The men all laughed, except Warden.

FIREARMS PRACTICE CONCLUDED, we entered the primary building of the complex. Our boss, Colonel Streeter, kept an office in a nearby wing.

“Why isn’t Savant coming with us?” I asked Ned.

“He operates on a different plane than us mere mortals.” Besides his unkempt beard, Ned wore his brown hair in a hipster bun. Grooming rules did not apply to this unit.

A female aide who worked with Colonel Streeter beckoned to another team member, K. He put up a hand in acknowledgment. K resembled Idris Elba, but younger and buffer. They moved away down a side hall.

The rest of us turned into a room with a mat-lined floor. On one wall, racks held fighting sticks, knives of various sizes, and boxing gloves.

“Ned, you and H pair up. I’ll take on Bombshell,” Warden drawled, emphasis on the B. Ned and Hodge pulled on boxing gloves.

Warden handed me two twenty-eight-inch sticks, took two himself, and we faced off. At six-three, he had me by six inches.

It was Davia versus Goliath.

“Ready?” Warden’s full lips curled into a sneer.

“Ready to lay you out.”

He came at me and didn’t hold back, hitting with the power of a rhinoceros in a charge. Stepping fast to keep him from knocking me over, I blocked blow after blow. I pictured Batman bubbles over our heads: Bam! Pow! Krunch!

Warden made the men on the cover of Muscle & Fitness magazine look like featherweights. He was one hundred pounds heavier than me and sported gallon jug biceps. Our weapons were a mere blur until a searing thwack landed on my upper arm, and I cringed away.

“Give up?” Warden asked, driving me toward a corner.

“You. First.” I gasped, sucking wind.

Back up-Duck-Back up.

At the edge of the mat, our sticks clanged. Cornered, I did a quick roll and slammed one of my bars against the back of Warden’s knees.

He crashed to the floor.


A giant hand caught my right ankle and jerked.

I fell hard on my face.

Kicking free, I sprang up, but Warden did the same. Rivulets of sweat coursed from his close-cropped, dark hair and down his face. We circled each other, and I grinned as he also fought to catch his breath.

“Let’s go weaponless,” he grunted. “Fine.” We tossed our sticks aside.

We went at each other in an all-out grappling fight, working through an entire catalog of wrestling, martial arts, and street fighting tactics. Kyle Kavanagh, my South Dakota neighbor, and his myriad of deadly friends, had drilled me relentlessly through the years. I remembered their admonition: The bigger they are, the harder they— Warden latched onto my shoulder and tossed me to the ground.

His reinforced steel body landed on top of me, and the air blasted from my lungs.

Before he could trap my arms against the mats, I thrust a hand past his groin and wrapped my arm around his upper thigh. He went still for a split-second, hyper-aware I was a woman near his most prized and vulnerable possessions.

To make up for his momentary pause, he grabbed for my hair, but it was too short. He rolled over in an instant, clamped an arm around my chest, and spoke close to my ear. “You don’t belong here.”

“Says you.” I walloped him in the midsection with an elbow, leaped sideways, and broke away.

We jumped to our feet, circling again, checking for weaknesses.

My stamina hit the edge of empty. If I didn’t do something soon, this fight would be over. Warden lunged for me, and I caught his forearm. Using the last of my strength, I flipped him to the ground and trapped one of his knees with my legs.

“Call it quits?” I drove his joint to an unnatural angle, grinding my hips against his bulk.

Warden growled with frustration but didn’t give up. He bucked against me like a fly trapped in a spider’s web fighting for its life. After an age, he tapped out. I released him, falling back on the mat, drained. He untangled himself and got to his feet.

“Here.” He reached down to help me up. I took his hand, and he yanked me within inches of his face. Our eyes locked.

He held me much longer than necessary, then let go.

“Welcome to the team,” he said and walked away.

Author Bio:

I grew up in a small town in Southern California. My early writing career began when I created a neighborhood newspaper, won an American Legion essay award in 8th grade, and became editor of my high school newspaper.

At age 24, I became a prosecutor for the San Diego County District Attorney's office. I handled high-profile murder, rape, domestic violence, and gang cases. When I person I convicted made death threats, I trained in self-defense and weapons with a former black-ops agent. This led to the creation of my protagonist, Davia Glenn.

I'm a Distinguished Toastmaster and like to advocate for suicide prevention, elder abuse prevention, and fighting sex crimes against children.

This all sounds serious and achievement driven, but I also enjoy traveling, taking photos, and Korean dramas. I have two cats and a great guy.

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Ruin Release Blitz


Title: Ruin
Series: Dark Island Scots #1
Author: Jolie Vines
Genre: New Adult Romantic Suspense
Dark Romance
Release Date: January 27, 2022


I wanted him. He wanted to ruin me.
It was the blood I noticed first. Running down the neck of the man on the ferry.
Then his bruised knuckles, dark eyes, and arrogant smirk.
The handcuffs came last.
No one else paid him attention, but I couldn’t look away. Or deny my instant lust.
I had no idea he was being imprisoned on the remote, dark Scottish island I knew well.
Or that he’d been kidnapped, not arrested.
I went from that naïve girl on the boat, dreaming of stolen kisses, to the one who held the key to his prison cell.
When heat turns to hate, all that’s left is ruin.
Ruin (Dark Island Scots, #1) is a new adult romance with dark themes, including angst, lust-to-hate-to-love, and lost innocence. This series will be deeply interconnected, so expect the occasional wicked cliffhanger. It'll be well worth the heart palpitations.
Lose yourself in Ruin.



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He swore and held the bottle to him, his eyes closed. “Why are ye helping me?”
“Honestly? I’ve no idea.”
“But ye believe me that I’m naw a criminal.” He worked his jaw. “Don’t answer that. I’m not a good guy. I’ve been arrested more than once. But this shite is next level.”
I kept my mouth shut, and Struan’s gaze connected with mine, the scrutiny intensifying, like he needed to get into my head.
Inexplicable delight ran through me, a fizz of…chemistry?
Struan’s look turned predatory, raking over me with raw heat and a hunger I barely understood. It scared the life out of me, sharpening my senses.
Suddenly, he lurched up and into my space. I gasped and dropped back onto an elbow. He prowled up my body, forcing me to lie back. One hand landed next to my head, supporting his weight.
His body didn’t touch mine in any place, yet I was still pinned down.
“I repeat, why are ye helping me?” he growled. “What’s in it for ye? Are ye part of this place?”
“W-what do you mean?”
“Small island. A lass who isnae from around here. Ye landed at the same time I did. Is your da my jailor?”
“No! He works in politics in London. We’re only here to visit Granny.”
My phone dropped to the cave floor and shut down, leaving us in perfect darkness.
Struan’s warm breath ghosted over me. “A lass like ye shouldn’t be anywhere near someone like me.”
I shivered, unable to answer.
“Which only means ye have another interest. Name it.”
The weight of him grew palpable, pressing down on me though his body still hovered an inch above mine. The deep scent of man filled my lungs.
Lust sliced through me, shocking in the fast rush of it.
Never once had I felt that. The dark and delicious taste of it on my tongue.
“What is it?” he continued in a taunting drawl. “My mouth, my d**k? Does the bad-boy thing get ye off?”
Brand-new desires broke over me. Not to touch him. Not at all. I wanted the opposite. For this complete stranger to grab me and make me do stuff.
God, I couldn’t admit that.


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Romance author Jolie Vines writes brooding, swoony Scots, bad boys and troublemakers, and honourable men too.

She lives in the UK with her husband and son, and loves nothing more than wrecking fictional people for a living. They always get a (steamy AF) happily ever after, so forgive her the torment.

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Promising Piper Release Blitz


Title: Promising Piper
Series: RAPTOR #4
Author: PJ Fiala
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: January 27, 2022


A female operative who hunts down pedophiles.
A football star with everything to lose.
And a game that threatens to tear it all apart.

Piper Dillon knows that one wrong move can change your life. The threatening shrapnel near her spine is a constant reminder. Retraining to be a RAPTOR operative gave her some new plays as a cyber intelligence expert. Now, she has the chance to return to the field doing what she now feels she was born to do – end sex trafficking.

Royce Rowan has it all, good looks, charm, personality, gaggles of reporters following him around, the greatest throwing arm to ever grace a football field and throngs of beautiful women wanting to climb into his bed. All except Piper, who wants nothing to do with that lifestyle. Yet, she does want him to risk it all to help her in her quest to bring down a couple of his teammates. He hasn’t worked so hard all these years to toss it all away. But to save Piper’s life, he may have to play the game like never before.



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Releasing June 23



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Writing has been a desire my whole life. Once I found the courage to write, life changed for me in the most profound way. Bringing stories to readers that I'd enjoy reading and creating characters that are flawed, but lovable is such a joy.

When not writing, I'm with my family doing something fun. My husband, Gene, and I are bikers and enjoy riding to new locations, meeting new people and generally enjoying this fabulous country we live in.

I come from a family of veterans. My grandfather, father, brother, two sons, and one daughter-in-law are all veterans. Needless to say, I am proud to be an American and proud of the service my amazing family has given. In trying to give back, I've started a foundation, Authors4Veterans, with my friend and fellow author, Stacey Joy Netzel. Our charities will rotate but will always support our military and their families.