Thursday, October 10, 2019

Blog Tour... Mila Hart's Sugar (@authormilahart)



You’d think that working at a cafe I’d understand the definition of the word sweet, as it turned out, I did not. 


At least, not until I got a taste of the man sweeter than the sugar mixed in your afternoon tea.


All it took was a wad of cash, a fancy dress, and thirty minutes of passion.
I, Peyton Sanders, am not—and never will be—a whore. I was stupid to agree to date some random dude from the Sugar Daddy app, even with the promise of ludicrous amounts of money.


But that dating app changed my life. After meeting my first client, my bitter mornings filled with caffeine and stale treats, were about to become a little sweeter…




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EXCERPT:

When I reached her door, I took a deep breath before knocking. That’s when I was greeted with the sight of a short blonde with blue eyes and a rather foul expression on her face.
“Sorry, I thought this was—” 
“Peyton’s apartment, yeah, and you’re the asshole who treated her like a slut.”
My eyes widened. I was at a loss for words. I thought correcting her on her use of the term slut versus whore would be poorly taken, so I kept my mouth shut on that point. “T-That wasn’t my intention at all—look, may I speak with her, please?”
The woman moved to slam the door in my face, but to both of our surprise, she was stopped by Peyton herself.
Peyton stepped around her friend and crossed her arms over her chest. The pointed stare she gave me would have made my blood run cold if I hadn’t thought groveling would ease her sour disposition. “I honestly don’t want to talk to you.” 
I nodded, a pained grimace set firmly on my face. “I know, but I needed you to hear me out.”
“You seem to have a bad habit of needing chances to fix things, Jake.” It seemed this would be as difficult as rectifying the first mess.
I sighed and gave up the rehearsed speech I had in my head and went for whatever flowed in the moment. “I’m sorry.”
“Do those words actually mean anything to you? I mean, you’re really good at saying them, but not so great at backing them up.”
That stung. It also wasn’t true. I didn’t apologize to anyone—other than Peyton it appeared. I just wasn’t good at dating relationships. I hadn’t done much of it and certainly not with anyone I’d actually given a shit about. 
I ran my hand through my hair and tried again. “Look, Peyton. I suck at this. The only relationships I’m any good at have dollar signs attached. It’s not because I don’t want to be better; I just don’t have any experience. The feelings I have for you are overwhelming—and clearly, I need to learn how to convey that in a way that computes into care rather than control. I never intended to make you feel like you were anything less than precious.”
Her roommate backed away and out of the door, but Peyton didn’t ask me inside. She did, however, arch her brows and wait for more. Her eyes softened the longer she stared at me, and I knew, if I chose my words carefully, I might get a second—or rather, third—chance.



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Tuesday, October 8, 2019

Cover Reveal... T.M. Dawson's The Hunter



A Nightingales Novel
Book 1



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A hunter lies in waiting. 

Nessa McRae is just a tattoo artist enjoying an ordinary life when a demon sets his sights on her. Determined to capture her at all costs, Nessa’s world quickly gets turned upside down. Unfortunately for her, life may never be normal again. 

Enter Ailes MacGillivary, a half-demon half-human man determined to protect Nessa at all cost. He’s part of the Nightingales, a group of paranormals that secretly protect the city from the monsters hidden in the shadows.

Filled with secrets of his own that could change everything in Nessa’s life, he will either be the best thing for her or the worse. 

The world has more secrets then Nessa could ever imagine and if she’s not careful, it just might cost her everything. Can Nessa and Ailes stop the hunter before he finds her or will they lose everything? 




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Excerpt:

“Bastard,” Nessa mumbled under her breath.
Ailes looked at her, and Nessa quickly looked back down at her sketchpad. He almost walked away, ready to forget what Nessa had said, but he was riled up today. A hunt had gone bad, and he wasn’t in the mood to deal with assholes.
Ailes wasn’t upset with the word—hell, he was a bastard—but he wanted to see her squirm.
Ailes leaned over toward Nessa, and when she didn’t back away from him, he got closer. Finally, she reacted just as he knew she would—by slamming her sketchpad on the desk and standing.
“Say that again,” he dared.
Nessa didn’t say anything, knowing it would be better if she just apologized then went back to her drawing. But this was a matter of pride, and it was evident on her face
“If that’s what you want, bastard.” Nessa narrowed her eyes at him. “For someone so muscular, I bet you have a small penis.”
Ailes laughed then closed the distance between them until his lips were next to her ear. “Why don’t you feel it for yourself? You know you want to.”



T.M. Dawson is a voracious reader, she enjoys doing crafts, spending time with family, drawing and writing Paranormal Romance. She is a Texas native living with her husband, black dog and cat.

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Monday, October 7, 2019

Blog Tour... Mila Hart's Sugar (@authormilahart)



You’d think that working at a cafe I’d understand the definition of the word sweet, as it turned out, I did not. 


At least, not until I got a taste of the man sweeter than the sugar mixed in your afternoon tea.


All it took was a wad of cash, a fancy dress, and thirty minutes of passion.
I, Peyton Sanders, am not—and never will be—a whore. I was stupid to agree to date some random dude from the Sugar Daddy app, even with the promise of ludicrous amounts of money.


But that dating app changed my life. After meeting my first client, my bitter mornings filled with caffeine and stale treats, were about to become a little sweeter…




Purchase your copy today!
US : UK : CA : AU

EXCERPT:

When I reached her door, I took a deep breath before knocking. That’s when I was greeted with the sight of a short blonde with blue eyes and a rather foul expression on her face.
“Sorry, I thought this was—” 
“Peyton’s apartment, yeah, and you’re the asshole who treated her like a slut.”
My eyes widened. I was at a loss for words. I thought correcting her on her use of the term slut versus whore would be poorly taken, so I kept my mouth shut on that point. “T-That wasn’t my intention at all—look, may I speak with her, please?”
The woman moved to slam the door in my face, but to both of our surprise, she was stopped by Peyton herself.
Peyton stepped around her friend and crossed her arms over her chest. The pointed stare she gave me would have made my blood run cold if I hadn’t thought groveling would ease her sour disposition. “I honestly don’t want to talk to you.” 
I nodded, a pained grimace set firmly on my face. “I know, but I needed you to hear me out.”
“You seem to have a bad habit of needing chances to fix things, Jake.” It seemed this would be as difficult as rectifying the first mess.
I sighed and gave up the rehearsed speech I had in my head and went for whatever flowed in the moment. “I’m sorry.”
“Do those words actually mean anything to you? I mean, you’re really good at saying them, but not so great at backing them up.”
That stung. It also wasn’t true. I didn’t apologize to anyone—other than Peyton it appeared. I just wasn’t good at dating relationships. I hadn’t done much of it and certainly not with anyone I’d actually given a shit about. 
I ran my hand through my hair and tried again. “Look, Peyton. I suck at this. The only relationships I’m any good at have dollar signs attached. It’s not because I don’t want to be better; I just don’t have any experience. The feelings I have for you are overwhelming—and clearly, I need to learn how to convey that in a way that computes into care rather than control. I never intended to make you feel like you were anything less than precious.”
Her roommate backed away and out of the door, but Peyton didn’t ask me inside. She did, however, arch her brows and wait for more. Her eyes softened the longer she stared at me, and I knew, if I chose my words carefully, I might get a second—or rather, third—chance.



Purchase your copy today!
US : UK : CA : AU


About Mila Hart:
It all started with two whores... MILA HART writes cheeky, erotic quickies. We have a whole year of amazingly sexy stories coming your way. ​ STAY TUNED...


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Saturday, October 5, 2019

Book Blitz... Tasha Lewis' Tailor Made (@authortashalew @rrrpromotion @readreviewrpt)



Tailor Made by Tasha Lewis


Genre: NA Contemporary Romance


Rayleigh

Dating, who has time for that? Between working and my art, I have room for nothing else. That is until my best friend sets me up on Tailor Made: a website where I can design the perfect guy and my dream date. Crazy? I thought so too. Until he shows up and proves me wrong. It's supposed to be just one night of fun, but in my life, things rarely go according to plan.

Mason

Working at Tailor Made is the perfect arrangement: all the perks of dating without the commitment. Between school, two jobs and raising my sister, I don't have time for relationships, nor the demands that come with them. Then a client books me for a night out and I know, one night will never be enough. What's supposed to be a simple date, just a job, flips my world upside down.

Sometimes the perfect fit comes along when you least expect it.


















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Friday, October 4, 2019

PreOrder... Ivy Lucas' Enemy of My Enemy (@IvyLucasAuthor #EOME_Preorder #IvyLucas #HTSP)


ENEMY OF MY ENEMY by IVY LUCAS is COMING SOON!
Releasing October 17th.

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The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Right? What if he’s my lover? What if he’s my enemy?

Secrets, double lives, and a hidden agenda collide with hope, humor, and adventure as the passion between two star-crossed lovers ignites.

Hawk is a biker driven by a singular purpose, fueled by an all-consuming need. A need for vengeance. ​He’s spent the last four years planning his retaliation, and it’s time to strike; it’s time to annihilate his enemy.

Zoe has one rule in life: no regrets. She lives on the edge and is willing to risk everything for her crusade. A crusade for justice. She’s spent the last four years on a crime spree of epic proportions, all for the good of the cause. All to destroy her enemy.

Escalating war consumes the underworld of Broadwater Bay, an underworld where Hawk and Zoe live on opposite sides, behind enemy lines. ​Will they be able to trust each other long enough to discover that they have the same enemy?

Because the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Or is it lover? Or is it another enemy?