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Blurb:
There’s this boy.
He kinda owns my heart.

Who am I kidding?

He owns all of me–but he’s completely oblivious to it.
And I can’t tell him.

Because there’s this girl.
And even though he’s my best friend, she is too.

Then there’s me…
CAUGHT between what feels so right, yet is so wrong.

“That’s probably why you should never sleep with your best guy friend who’s in a relationship with your best girlfriend. You no longer feel like a third wheel. You feel like a UFO. I come in peace.”

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Release Day Blitz with Review-Fervent by Gemma James

Title: Fervent

Author: Gemma James

Series: Condemned #3

 Release Date: April 30, 2015

Synopsis

I never imagined things could get worse, but they do. The men who took us show no mercy. They won’t stop until they’ve destroyed Rafe for something he has no memory of, and I’m their weapon of choice.

Tortured and defiled, they make me wish I was back in that cabin where death was favorable to drawing another breath, but our captors can’t break what’s already broken.

What scares me is the madness I see festering inside Rafe. I’ve taken his freedom, his career, his reputation, yet despite all I’ve done, he’s determined to fight for me, kill for me, give everything he is for me.

He’ll even die for me.

NOTE TO READERS

FERVENT is a new adult dark romance with disturbing themes and explicit content, including sexual scenes and violence that may offend some. Intended for mature audiences. Part three of the CONDEMNED series. This is not a stand-alone read! Please begin with TORRENT and RAMPANT, otherwise, FERVENT might not make much sense.

Review:

Oh how this author is twisted!!! And I love it! This series is dark and will have you shocked multiple times while reading but you are just in too deep to stop. How she comes up with some of this stuff is beyond me but I love the way she causes me to get so caught up in her story that I can’t turn away from it. Oh and that ending I should’ve known she was going to torture us with that! I need more and I need to know the way it ends. This book is so dark I’m afraid the way she will end it in the last book. Either way I know it will be jaw dropping worthy! I give this book 4.5 stars

-Harper

 

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Author Bio

Gemma James is the multi-genre author

of several novels and novellas, from new adult suspense to dark erotic romance.

She loves to explore the darker side of human nature in her fiction. She’s

morbidly curious about anything dark and edgy, from deviant sex to serial

killers. Readers have described her stories as being “not for the faint of

heart.”

She lives in Oregon with

her husband and their four children—three rambunctious UFC/wrestling-loving

boys and one girl who steals everyone’s attention.

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Jay McLean’s More Than Series Sale ~ ONE DAY ONLY

The More Series by Jay Mclean 

One Day ONLY SALE 

April 30 

 

THE MORE THAN SERIES:

 

❤ More Than This (Book One, More Than Series)

 

*To be read as a duology*

 More Than Her (Book Two, More Than Series) 

❤ More Than Him (Book Three, More Than Series)

 

❤ More Than Forever (Book Four, More Than Series)

 

More Than This #1

 


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*Mikayla* 

 

In one night my fairytale ended. Or it may have begun. This is my story of friendship and love, heartbreak and desire, and the strength to show weakness. 

 

*Jake* 

 

One night I met a girl. A sad and broken girl, but one more beautiful than any other. She laughed through her sadness, while I loved through her heartbreak. 

 

 

*This is our story of a maybe ever after.* 

 

 

He was right. It made no difference whether it was 6 months or 6 years. 

 

I couldn’t undo what had been done. I couldn’t change the future. 

 

I couldn’t even predict it. 

 

It was one night. 

 

One night when everything changed. 

 

It was so much more than just the betrayal. 

 

It was the Tragedy. 

 

The Deaths. 

 

The Murders. 

 

But it was also that feeling. 

 

The feeling of falling.

 


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More Than Her #2

 

For every action there is an equal or opposite reaction.” For every choice you make there are rewards, or there are consequences. It was my choice to walk away the first time. And my choice to chase her the second. But sometimes you don’t get a choice, and all you get are the consequences.” “Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.” Unless that someone is Logan Matthews. Because loving him didn’t give me the strength to walk away. It didn’t give me the courage to fight for him. And when it was over, all it gave me was a broken heart. 

 

 

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More Than Him #3

 

 

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.” – Marianne Williamson

 

 

We live in a world of darkness and shadows,

 

where monsters hide and aim to ruin.

 

And they did.

 

They ruined us and turned our dreams into nightmares.

 

But now we’re back.

 

And we’re fighting.

 

Not just for us, or for each other, but for our light.

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MORE THAN FOREVER #4 

-LUCY-

There is a love so fierce it cannot be measured. 

A heart so strong it will never slow. 

There is a promise so sure it can never lie.

He promised me that love forever.

Even when it wasn’t enough.

 

-CAMERON-

Forever. Everlasting. Eternal.

There is no measure of time. 

No sounds of the ticking of a clock. 

Just the rising and falling of the sun.

And our own sense of forever. 

 

But our forever isn’t always.

 

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AUTHOR BIO

Jay McLean is the author of the More Than Series, including More Than This, More Than Her, More Than Him and More Than Forever. She also has a standalone titled Where the Road Takes Me, and serial series titled Boy Toy Chronicles.

 

Jay is an avid reader, writer, and most of all, procrastinator. When she’s not doing any of those things, she can be found running after her two little boys, or devouring some tacky reality TV show.

 

She writes what she loves to read, which are books that can make her laugh, make her smile, make her hurt, and make her feel.

 

You can follow Jay on Instagram and twitter. You can also find her on her blog where you can subscribe to her newsletter and get teasers and updates first hand, her Facebook page or her fan group on Facebook, or you can contact Jay directly at jay@jaymcleanauthor.com

 

Cover Reveal ~ Afraid to Fly by S.L. Jennings

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Afraid To Fly

The Fearless Series: Book Two

S.L. Jennings

Synopsis

I’d like to tell you that I’m ok.

That the meaningless sex with countless women has somehow numbed the pain. That it’s deciphered the constant confusion in my head. Eased the self-hatred that sinks into my gut every time I look in the mirror.

I’d like to tell you that time heals all wounds.

That we evolve and grow into well-adjusted, stable adults, set on a path to right the world’s wrongs. That we are not our past…we are not our pain.

I want to tell you all those things. Hell, I want to believe all those things. But I’d be lying. I’m good at that. Living a lie is the only way I truly know how to survive.
But the day I saw her, I stopped surviving. I stopped existing. And for the first time in 24 years, I started living.

She brought me back to life. Set me free and sent my soul soaring. Made this useless shell of a man feel like…something. Something whole and real and good.

She saved me.
Although she believes I wasn’t even worth saving.

Excerpt

I was already loosening my tie as I stalked toward her and said, “Clothes off, boots on and get on your knees.”

Velvet didn’t waste a second. She slipped out of her one-piece in a swift movement and sank to the floor. The moment I felt her take me into her warm mouth, it was like a thousand pounds had been lifted from my shoulders.

A long time ago, long before I should have, I learned to separate the physical from the emotional and mental. I told myself that just because my young body had been stolen from me and manipulated in ways that would make even the toughest man cry out in agony, I didn’t have to feel it. Not deep down inside. I didn’t have to accept what was being done to me. So I pretended to be somewhere else. I pretended to be someone else. I let my mind drift to thoughts of my parents, imagining what they may have looked like, dreaming about happy smiles and warm hugs and kisses on my cherub-like cheeks. I painted pictures of family vacations at Disney World and barbeques in the backyard. I told myself that we would have a dog named Buddy. Mama would tie bandanas around his neck, and Papa and I would take him for walks and play Frisbee with him at the park.

I had built an imaginary fortress, and in it, nothing could touch me. I was safe. I was happy. And I was loved. That was what I told myself, and that was what I held onto everyday since to survive.

As I grew older, and was no longer held captive by the physical pain, I was left to face the emotional hurt that no one could see. I was like a pariah to the family that had taken me in. We were related but they didn’t know me, and what they did know about me was deviant and disgusting. Too awful to talk about. So I suffered silently in my mind until it became necessary to tell myself lies.

Lies like the ones I was telling myself right now.

I want this. I need this.

I’m totally normal.

There’s nothing wrong with me.

Being a man means having sex with as many women as possible.

These women desire me because they need me. They love me.

They love me.

She loves me.

It was the only way I could keep doing this. The only way the shame and disgust and self-hatred didn’t keep chip-chip-chipping away at the fragments of that broken boy. The boy that had grown up to be a shattered man. The man that couldn’t be mended.

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Fear Of Falling

The Fearless Series: Book One

S.L. Jennings

I can’t remember the last time I felt completely safe. Security seemed more like a luxury to me, reserved for those who were fortunate enough to have picture perfect childhoods. For those who didn’t bear the ugly scars that keep me bound in constant, debilitating fear. I’ve run from that fear my entire life. But when I met him, for once, I couldn’t run anymore.

He scared the hell out of me in a way that excited every fiber of my being. It wasn’t the tattoos or the piercings. It wasn’t the warmth that seemed to radiate from his frame and blanket me whenever he was near. It was just…him. The scary beautiful man that threatened to alter 23 years of routine and rituals, and make me face my crippling fear.

My name is Kami and I am constantly afraid. And the thing that scares me the most is the very thing I want.

“Don’t worry,” he smiled, pulling me into the hard warmth of his chest. “I’ve got you. I’ll always catch you when you fall.”

And just like that, Blaine had staked his claim on the untouched part of me that no living soul had ever moved. He had captured every fear, every reservation, and crushed them in the palm of his inked hand.

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About the author

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S.L. Jennings is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance, reality TV junkie, obsessive coffee drinker and collector of crazy.

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Release Blitz ~ Get Even by Amanda Heath

Title: Get Even
Author: Amanda Heath
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 30, 2015
He broke my heart.
She died.
He used me.
She made my world go round.
He tore me apart, put me back together and tore me up again.
She was the only person who truly loved me.
My mental state is…questionable. My life is in ruins. My heart is ripped to shreds and it’ll probably never be put back together again.
My twin sister, Sarah, passed away a few days ago. She was the sun in my sky, the grass between my toes and the light to my dark. I miss her so much. I don’t know if I can go on without her.
My ex-boyfriend, Tate, has come back into town for the funeral. I feel rage. I feel despair. I have violent urges. I have this need for revenge where he’s concerned.
My brother-in-law, Max, is acting…strange. I think he’s hiding something, something I don’t want to find out. He might be the glue though, the glue I need to hold me together.
My name is Farah and I want to get even for every single lie I’ve been told. I want to get even for all the things people have hid from me. Mostly, I want to get even for this black hole my heart has been turned into.
“What the hell are you doing?!” Max yells out from the top of the stairs.
I bite my lip and look down at Tate. The play sword is still in my hand over my head waiting for another chance to hit him. I’m straddling his hips and I kind of forgot how we even got this way, “Ummm…” I stutter out.
Tate clears his throat and looks up at his brother, “Just a bit of foreplay.”
My face screws up in anger and the sword comes down on Tate. “You wouldn’t know foreplay if it bit you on the ass!” I say, repeatedly beating Tate with the plastic sword. I know it stings because Blake’s hit me enough times with it.
Tate finally throws his arms over his head trying to protect himself, “You lie! You’re the one who is always telling me to ‘put it in’ or ‘fuck me now, Tatum’ it’s your fault!”
“She calls you Tatum in the bedroom?” Max asks.
I glare down at Tate with all the pissed off anger I can muster. “You answer that question and I’ll show you foreplay with this sword and your ass.”
I live in southern Arkansas with my husband and young daughter. There is also an insane Boston Terrier running around. I’ve always been a lone wolf and find my friends in books. I started writing at a young age and I haven’t stopped since. Most days you can find me either glued to my laptop or my kindle. My first novel, This Beautiful Thing was an Amazon best seller for 11 weeks and a year later I’m still tickled to see people enjoy it. I may not be a huge seller but I have the best fans ever and I thank God everyday for every single one of them.



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Clipped by Love by Toni Aleo

Contemporary Romance

Coming April 27th!

Things are heating up for the Sinclair boys! With one already in the NHL, Jayden Sinclair is hoping to be next!

This has been the toughest year of my life. I watched my brother go into the draft without me, my mom got divorced, and the weight of my family’s issues is heavy on my shoulders. I feel like it’s my job to fix everything while working my butt off in school and trying to make my game better. I have to go into the draft. It will give my family the support they need, and it will prove that I’m good enough. But to get there, I have to show I can be the best captain for the Bellevue Bullies. The spot is mine—no one can take it. First though, Jude is making me go on a brother’s weekend. Innocent enough, I guess…until I see her. She’s the biggest competitor I’ve ever faced. Not only for my spot but also my heart. It’s hard to ignore someone like Baylor Moore.

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I don’t lose. I can’t. My dad has bred me to be the best in anything I do. I am driven, I am smart, and I am going to be the first woman in the National Hockey League. No two ways about it. I’ve worked too hard. I’ve been through too much not to have what I want. I know I can do it. I will make my dad proud, and no one will stand in the way of that. That is, until I let him in. He scares me. He makes me feel. And he could very well be the one person who can make me want more than just to win.

We both have the same goal. Victory. But how do you compete against the person you want to win? It’s not easy. Love isn’t something you can control. It isn’t like a puck that can be handled by a stick. No, it has a mind of its own and does what it wants.

Neither of us saw it coming, and we really don’t know if there is a way to score, especially when you’re being Clipped by Love.

 

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About the Author

 

Toni Aleo is the author of the Nasvhille Assassins series: Taking ShotsTrying to ScoreEmpty Net, Falling for the Backup, and Blue Lines.

When not rooting for her beloved Nashville Predators, she’s probably going to her husband’s and son’s hockey games and her daughter’s dance competitions, taking pictures, scrapbooking, or reading the latest romance novel.

She lives in the Nashville area with her husband, two children, and a bulldog. Read more about Toni here.

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