Cover Reveal- Till Death by Bella Jewel

Title: ‘Til Death: Volume One

Series: ‘Til Death #1

Author: Bella Jewel

Cover Design: LM Creations

 Release Date: November 25, 2014

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Synopsis

 

I married a douchebag. 

It’s my own fault, really. He came in like a handsome stranger and blew

me off my feet. I fell madly in love, like the naive girl I am.

Then he left me high and dry.

Turns out, I was nothing more than a business plan for billionaire

playboy, Marcus Tandem. He needed to be married to obtain his

grandfathers business, and I was the poor victim in his path. I thought

we had something real, I believed it was special until the truth reared

its ugly head.

I never meant anything to Marcus. Not a damned thing.

Five years on and my life has been a struggle. Left with nothing, I’ve

had to work myself into the ground to clean up my debts and take care of

my sick mother, as well as trying to divorce a man that refuses contact

with me.

Five years is a lot of time to plot the perfect revenge.

What my dear husband didn’t count on, is that fact that I was smarter

than I looked. After all, what married couple doesn’t take out a life

insurance policy? If he dies. I get five million dollars.

Of course, Marcus doesn’t know about it.

One drunken night just after I

left made sure of that.

My mother is unwell, she can’t pay for treatment. And I’m a bitter

woman. I’ve been the joke of Marcus Tandem for five years while I’ve

formed the perfect plan. Now it’s my turn.

I have to kill him.

Oh yes, Marcus will pay for what he did.

I made a vow before God, that I would be by his side ‘Til death do we

part.

I plan to keep that vow.

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Author Bio

 

 

Bella Jewel is a self published, USA

Today bestselling author. She’s been publishing since 2013. Her first release

was a contemporary romance, Hell’s Knights which topped the charts upon

release. Since that time, she has published over five novels, gaining a

bestseller status on numerous platforms. She lives in North Queensland and is

currently studying editing and proofreading to further expand her career. Bella

has been writing since she was just shy of fifteen years old. In Summer 2013

she was offered an ebook deal through Montlake Romance for her bestselling

modern day pirate series, Enslaved By The Ocean. She plans to expand her

writing career, planning many new releases for the future.

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Release Day-Rock Courtship by Nalini Singh

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Rock Courtship (bk 1.5) A Rock Kiss Novel:

David & Thea’s Story

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Blurb

•What happens when the Gentleman of Rock decides to play dirty?

A drummer for the hottest rock band on the planet, David has a single, powerful weakness: Thea, the band’s publicist and the woman who steals his breath away with her every move.

Only problem is, Thea doesn’t date clients—or musicians. Emotionally scarred by a cheating ex, she’s not about to risk her heart with a man who has groupies buzzing around him like flies. Even if his sexy smile ties her up in knots.

What she doesn’t know is that David is a one-woman man…and he’s madly in love with her. David’s determined to prove he’s worth the risk, and willing to court her, step by exquisite step. Thea’s about to discover just how long and hard this handsome drummer can play.

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Excerpt: Rock Courtship (Book 1.5) A Rock Kiss Novel

“Beer—whatever you have on tap,” David said to the grizzled bartender and grabbed a stool, his eye on the rugby game in progress on the TV screen bolted above the bar.

He’d hardly taken a sip of his beer, the dark liquid bitingly cold, when he felt a presence at his back. Instincts honed by a childhood in one of the toughest areas of New York had him focusing on the mirror behind the bar to check out the situation before he turned. A big, bald, and heavily muscled male with a spiderweb tattoo on his neck was standing behind and just to the side of David, a smirk on his pockmarked face.

Belly heating, David turned with a slight smile. “Problem?”

The bald man bared his teeth and, laughing, looked to a table to his right. “Hear that, boys?” he called out to his friends. “The pussy rock star here wants to know if there’s a problem.”

Laughter and shouts from that particular table, while the rest of the men in the bar went quiet. David didn’t move, taking a measure of the players without letting it show. “Always know your opponent” had been one of the first things his father had taught him—Vicente Rivera didn’t believe in turning the other cheek; he believed in teaching his sons how to put bullies on the ground and keep them there.

“Yeah, there’s a problem,” the bald guy said, shoving at David’s shoulder. “This is a real bar for real men. Not pussies.”

Like that, then. Good. He was in the mood to do some violence. Lifting his beer, David took a long drink, then slammed it down… and punched Bald Head in the jaw at the same time that he kicked out with his foot to connect with the other man’s knee. The jackass went down like a ton of bricks.

Roaring in rage, the man’s friends came at David.

He grinned and started to show them what this “pussy rock star” could do.

It wasn’t until they’d broken a table and several chairs, and the bartender had called the cops that David realized Thea would have to deal with the fallout from this. Fuck, fuck, fuck, he thought as he was shoved into a cell alone, his erstwhile opponents in the cell opposite. Sliding down the graffiti-marked wall to the floor, he thought about the phone call the desk sergeant had said he could make and decided against it.

Fox had Molly with him—the band’s lead singer had been waiting for his girl to arrive since the instant Schoolboy Choir set foot in the city. As for Noah and Abe, they both had their own plans. He knew any one of the three men would drop those plans in an instant to come to his aid, but since the cops had made it clear he’d be spending the night in a cell no matter what, why mess up their plans?

“You do or say anything that’ll hit the media, you call me. Day or night. I hate surprises—so don’t you dare surprise me.”

Thea had given that order to all four of them when she’d agreed to act as their publicist. Her up-front nature and dedication to her job was part of the reason they’d hired her; Thea was the best and she didn’t take any shit from her clients. He wasn’t doing himself any favors by not calling her.

Right then, David couldn’t find it in himself to care. It wasn’t as if she could hurt him any more than she already had. And Jesus, how long was he going to carry this torch that was burning him alive? “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said aloud, banging the back of his head against the wall.

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A bad boy wrapped in a sexy, muscled, grown-up package might be worth a little risk…

Molly Webster has always followed the rules. After an ugly scandal tore apart her childhood and made her the focus of the media’s harsh spotlight, she vowed to live an ordinary life. No fame. No impropriety. No pain. Then she meets Zachary Fox, a tattooed bad boy rocker with a voice like whiskey and sin, and a touch that could become an addiction.

A one-night stand with the hottest rock star on the planet, that’s all it was meant to be…

Fox promises scorching heat and dangerous pleasure, coaxing Molly to extend their one-night stand into a one-month fling. After that, he’ll be gone forever, his life never again intersecting with her own. Sex and sin and sensual indulgence, all with an expiration date. No ties, no regrets. Too late, Molly realizes it isn’t only her body that’s become addicted to Fox, but her heart…

Meet the Author

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NEW YORK TIMES AND USA Today bestselling author of the Psy-Changeling and Guild Hunter series Nalini Singh usually writes about hot shapeshifters and dangerous angels. This time around, she decided to write about hot and wickedly tempting rock stars. If you’re seeing a theme here, you’re not wrong.

Nalini lives and works in beautiful New Zealand, and is passionate about writing. If you’d like to explore her other books, you can find lots of excerpts on her website. Slave to Sensation is the first book in the Psy-Changeling series, whileAngels’ Blood is the first book in the Guild Hunter series. Also, don’t forget to swing by the site to check out the special behind-the-scenes page for the Rock Kiss series, complete with photos of many of the locations used in the books.

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Release- Handled by SE Hall & Angela Graham

 

 

 Nothing makes my cock stand at attention like my lil’ Firecracker.

She thinks she can hide behind that sharp tongue and those succulent pink lips, but it only makes her taste all the sweeter.

I can’t get enough…if only she could say the same.

 

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Angela Graham is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of the Harmony series. She resides in Tipp City, Ohio with her three beautiful children. Collaborating with S.E. Hall, she has released three erotic short stories.

 

Angela knew she found her calling in the world of fiction the moment she began pounding away at the keys for her first short story in 2012. With a baby on her shoulder, she wrote for about a year before deciding to try her hand at an actual novel. It was the best decision she ever made and since then she continues to bring characters to life in her free time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

S.E. Hall is the author of the Amazon Best Selling Evolve Series, Emerge, Embrace, Entangled (novella) and Entice as well as the bestselling stand-alone NA Romance, Pretty Instinct. She has co-written Stirred Up, Packaged and Handled, a collection of erotic short stories with her CP and friend, Author Angela Graham as well as a collaboration titled Conspire, a romantic suspense with friend and author Erin Noelle. She is honored to be a part of the USA Today and NYT Best Selling Devour box set. S.E., which stands for Stephanie Elaine, resides in Arkansas with her husband of 18 years and 3 beautiful daughters of the home, and one married daughter who graced her with two beautiful grandchildren. When not in the stands watching her ladies play softball, she enjoys reading and writing and the occasional trip to the casino. She’s also clutch at Baggo, when it’s warm outside, and definitely the woman to pick on your side for some Flip Cup!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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We would love for you to join us in celebrating the release of   APOLONIA by New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Jamie McGuire!

TitleAPOLONIA

Author: Jamie McGuire

Age: NA

Genre: Sci-Fi Romance

Publisher: Jamie McGuire LLC (October 6, 2014)

Cover Design: Okay Creations, Sarah Hansen

Blurb:

“They killed me, but I survived.”

Three years after Rory Riordan foiled her own murder, she still trusts no one. Not Dr. Z, the eccentric college professor who has taken her under his wing, not Benji, the endearing, attractive classmate who insists on following her around, and certainly not Cy, the beautifully dark and mysterious boy who sits on the first row in Dr. Z’s Astrobiology class and asks far too many questions.

When Rory witnesses Cy being abducted by soldiers in the middle of the night, she finds herself submersed in a world that holds even more secrets than she could imagine–even darker secrets than her own.

From #1 New York Times Bestseller Jamie McGuire, experience the perfect combination of her bestselling books Providence & Beautiful Disaster. This New Adult Sci-Fi Romance is an action-packed, whiplash-inducing roller coaster ride. Page after page, this unpredictable, dark and sexy nail biter will keep readers guessing until the very end!

EXCERPT

Halloween night, while everyone was dressing up and attending

parties, Cy and I were in the basement, punching numbers. The Fitz was one of

the oldest buildings on campus, and it struggled to keep itself comfortably

heated in the winter and cooled in the summer. The basement was particularly

miserable and felt like an icebox on very cold nights.

I sipped my water and pulled the sleeves of my sweater further

down my hands.

Cy cleared his throat and, for the first time in weeks, spoke to

me first. “I can talk to Dr. Zorba about a space heater.”

“He’ll never go for it,” I said, putting down my water and wiping

my lips with the cuff of my sweater. “He wouldn’t risk a fire or a significant

temperature change affecting the specimen.”

“It won’t affect the specimen. It came from space.”

“Exactly. Where it’s cold.”

“Who says the planet it originated from wasn’t able to retain

higher temperatures?”

“Like Venus?”

“Exactly like Venus. I mean . . . I’m sure that it’s possible.

I’ll look into a space heater.” I watched him expectantly. “What?”

“No Uranus jokes? I’m disappointed.”

“What do you mean?”

I chuckled. “Never mind.” My fingers began clicking against the

keyboard again, and I was sure that I’d caught Cy staring at me from the corner

of my eye. I glanced over at him. “What?”

“You’re much more attractive when you smile. And your laugh is

lovely.”

“Uh . . . thank you.”

“You’re—”

“I’m welcome. It’s okay. I say thank you to you a lot,

apparently.”

“I just want you to . . . I don’t know what I want.”

He stared at me for a few moments more then continued with his

work. My face caught fire as the blood pooled under my cheeks. My fingers

wouldn’t work after that, and I couldn’t concentrate on the numbers.

Cy stood up and left the room without a word. Right about the

time I’d decided to get up and look for him, he returned, setting a

Butterfinger on my desk.

“Trick or treat, right?” he said.

“Is that a Halloween joke? I mean that’s cool. I just didn’t know

you had a sense of humor.”

“I’m surprised you’re here. There are costume parties all over

campus.”

I shook my head. “I don’t really do parties. Just once in a while

when I’m bored out of my mind, but I avoid Halloween parties at all costs.”

“Why is that?”

“Fake blood. Dead people. Slutty costumes. None of it screams fun to me.”

Cy grinned. “I suppose not. We still have an hour or so of work

to do. Would you mind if I walk you home when we’re finished?”

“Why?”

My response took Cy off guard. He blinked a few times and then

cleared his throat. “I think that maybe my insistence not to form attachments

here was incorrect. We spend a lot of time together down here, and I’d like to

get to know you better.”

“So that’s why you’ve been ignoring me? Because you know you’re

leaving?”

He hesitated. “In part, yes.”

“What’s the other part?”

He squirmed in his chair. “You . . . intrigue me.”

I wanted to high-five myself. The few times we’d interacted

before I thought he was being nice in spite of feeling an extreme loathing

towards me. Instead, it was the opposite. To Cy, I was intriguing. I shrugged, trying to pretend I wasn’t irrationally pleased.

“If you want.”

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He smiled then continued with his work. Despite the difficulty I

had focusing, I forced myself to get through the pages of data on my desk. My

mind kept wandering off, questioning why I felt so drawn to him. Cy wasn’t my

type. He was leaving. His lack of concert T’s told me that we likely had

nothing in common. But even then, I had a strong feeling that there was a

reason life had thrown us together.

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Jamie McGuire was born in Tulsa, OK. She attended the Northern Oklahoma College, the University of Central Oklahoma, and Autry Technology Center where she graduated with a degree in Radiography.

Jamie paved the way for the New Adult genre with international bestseller, Beautiful Disaster. Her follow-up novel Walking Disaster debuted at #1 on the New York TimesUSA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists. She has also written apocalyptic thriller Red Hill, a novella titled A Beautiful Wedding, and the Providence series, a young adult paranormal romance trilogy.

Jamie lives on a ranch just outside Enid, OK with husband Jeff and their three children. They share their 30 acres with cattle, six horses, three dogs, and Rooster the cat.

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Release Day- The Sinner’s Bargain by Claire Contreras

We’re celebrating the release of The Sinner’s Bargain by Claire Contreras! We have an excerpt and some teasers to entice you, so be sure to let us know what you think!

 

 

Title: THE SINNER’S BARGAIN

Author: Claire Contreras

Age group: Adult

Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber

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Synopsis:

Being pulled in different directions, Amara must choose what she wants to believe and whom she’ll trust.

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“Holy shit,” she breathed

when she looked at the four women standing in front of her. Courtney wasn’t

kidding when she’d said Philip collected lookalikes. All of them looked like

Amara. Not identical, but enough that a person who didn’t know her could confuse

them or think they were sisters. They all had dark, straight hair that reached

their elbows, a couple had layers like hers, and the others were cut the same

length. Their bodies were all thin like Amara, although with slight variation

in the hip area. 

“You must be Amara,” one of

them said, speaking up.

“I am,” she said, uneasily.

“Isn’t it against code to use real names?”

The girl laughed. “What am I

supposed to call you? Jasmine?”

“Yes,” she responded slowly.

“Okay, Jasmine, I’m

Jasmine.”

Amara’s brows furrowed. “For

real?”

“All of our Méchant names

are Jasmine for the night.”

“What?”

The girl shrugged. “That’s

what they told us. We’re all wearing the same thing; we’re all standing the

same way, and using the same make-up.”

“But how will… Okay,” Amara

said, blinking rapidly. She reminded herself she had this one last thing to do

before she was free.

They all dressed in threads

of fabric, artfully shredded, tiny black shirts that left little to the

imagination and similar skirts, barely covering the panties beneath. Before

long, Vivienne appeared at the door, much to Amara’s surprise.

“It’s been a long time,”

Vivienne said with a smile when she spotted Amara.

Amara nodded in response,

still gaping at her.  She noticed  pairs of handcuffs that Vivienne held

in her hands.

“Okay, girls, stand in a

single line so I can put these on you. Don’t look so scared, Ava, they come off

after the auction,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I’m also going to put masks on

you,” she added. “Just a final touch so you can look more…alike.”

As Vivienne fastened the

handcuffs on each girl, she put a key on the side of their panties and gave

them a level stare. “For after.” She continued to give her unwanted comments as

she stood in front of each girl. Sometimes, “where did they find you?” others

“your hips are too big.” Nobody responded to her ”they just let her talk, cuff

and slip the black, demure masks over their faces.

“Ready,” she chimed before

walking out of the room. “Follow me!” she called over her shoulder.

The women followed Vivienne

to a stage where they lined up in a row

beside one another, their shaky arms rubbing against the other’s as they

looked into the crowd. A few scattered women accompanied some of the men. They

watched with equal attention and excitement. The look on their faces sickened

Amara.

“This is crazy,” she heard

Ava whisper beside her.

“It’ll be over soon,” Amara

whispered back.

Her eyes scanned the crowd

again.  The lighting in the room

was dim, like everywhere else, and it gave everyone in the crowd a rosy glow.

Amara wondered where the man was—the one looking for her—and that’s when she

spotted Colin sitting off to the left side, by himself with a drink in his

hand.  Shit. Amara cursed

repeatedly. She tried to see if she could spot Sam or Philip, but couldn’t. She

needed to tell somebody about him. If he decided to bid on her, if he could

even bid on the right her, it would

throw everything off.

Before she could do anything else, the auction started. Ava was

pushed up first. She stood in front of the line with her head tucked into her

chest, just waiting, as Vivienne introduced her as “Number One.” So they would

do it by numbers. Nothing more was said about Ava, before a woman stood up and

placed her bid of five thousand dollars, only to be countered by the woman at

her same table with a bid of twelve thousand. They both laughed, as if it was

such a hilarious thing to be bidding on this poor girl’s body. They gave each

other a knowing look, which made Amara’s stomach turn. Ava knew what she was in

for, though. The girls in Méchant were prepared to give their bodies away

without hesitation.

Three more numbers went by before it was Amara’s turn: Number Five.

She stood, with head held down as the others had, until she heard Colin’s

opening bid of fourteen thousand dollars. Her eyes snapped up to meet his. She

wanted to warn him to stop. A man standing off to the other side of the room

countered him. Twenty thousand. Colin raised it to thirty. Her hands sweated,

shaking so hard she was forced to clamp them together in front of her body as

her eyes searched the room for Philip, Vivienne…anybody who could help. The man

raised his bid to forty and Colin countered with fifty. Amara waited on bated

breath and sighed in relief when the man didn’t counter the offer. She should

have been nervous knowing Philip would be furious if that was the guy they’d

been waiting for, but a part of her was relieved. Vivienne said that standard

procedure was for them to check who the winning bidders were before they left

with the girls —that’s how they would know if the man was there. Maybe if he

bid on one of the others and was caught, Amara wouldn’t have to do much

more.

The longer she counted the numerous ways this could go, the more

tied up she felt. The cuffs around her hands began to be weighty, and the mask

on her face felt like it was suffocating her. Amara had to squash  an overpowering need  to get out, to run and never look back.

 

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Auction over, each girl stepped off the stage and stood beside their

winner,  eyes still downcast, Amara

included, until Colin squeezed her chin and tilted her face toward him. He

glared at her, but she was defeated.

She met his gaze openly, brokenly, until he finally dropped his hand.

 

 

 

 

 

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Title: THE DEVIL’S CONTRACT

Author: Claire Contreras

Age group: Adult

Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber

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Claire Contreras graduated with her BA in Psychology from Florida International University. She was born in the Dominican Republic and raised in Miami, Fl, where she currently resides with her husband, two boys, and two American Bulldogs.

Life is short, and it’s more bitter than sweet, so she tries to smile as often as her face allows. She enjoys stories with happy endings, because life is full of way too many unhappy ones.

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