Saturday, April 29, 2017

[Cover Reveal] DEVIL by Ker Dukey @KerDukeyauthor




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Evi Devil. 

Yes, that’s really my name.

The irony is not lost on me.

I was created from two evil souls and have the name to prove it. 

Devil worshipers, perverts, murderer. Is all terms used to describe the parents I refuse to remember. My mind won’t allow me to. 

And why would I want to? 

One born of dirty blood running through her veins can never truly be clean from its murky hue. 

No matter what they try to tell me happened in my past, my mind denies me access, therefore how can I know it’s true? 

How can I believe that’s what I’m born from?

Glimpses of my past haunt me, the screams of terror echo in the silent darkness of my memories, trying to remind me that my Mother went from room to room butchering our family. 

I’ve learned from scars that I suffered abuse and that my Father and siblings weren’t my Mother’s only victims. 

Hearing what they tell me.

Reading the words printed in the papers. None of it can prepare me for what’s to come. 

My biggest lesson is learning that some memories we suppress for a reason.

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International Bestselling Author Ker Dukey 

I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be through lyrics or bed time stories with my sisters. I wanted to be an actress growing up so I could live many roles but I learned early on that my mind was too active… I would want to change the script.I would watch films and think of ways they could have improved the story if they took another direction so i thought it best that I tell my own.

My mum would always have a book in her hand when I was young and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my own. I tend to have a darker edge to my writing. Not all love stories are made from light, some are created in darkness but are just as powerful and worth telling.

When I’m not lost in the world of characters I love spending time with my family. I’m a mum and that comes first in my life but when I do get down time I love attending music concerts or reading events with my younger sister.

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[Release Blitz] THE CASANOVA EXPERIENCE by Mickey Miller #SportsRomance @MickeyMiller29

The Casanova Experience

A Friends to Lovers Romance

by Mickey Miller 

Release Day: April 28th 


It was supposed to be just sex.

Thoroughly satisfying, mind-blowing, sweaty, animalistic
love making.

Just for one week, though.

Amy and I both agree to the no strings attached arrangement. I give her the best week of her life, show her what it’s like to be with a real man. And since she’s my old best friend, I go a step further and give her the full Casanova Experience.

Dancing out on the town. I'm wining and dining her. Giving her VIP tickets to my basketball games.

She thinks I’m just doing her a favor to make up for her past five years of shitty relationships. She thinks I haven’t been obsessing over her for the last five years. And she also thinks I can never commit to a woman.

She's wrong.

Now she’s telling me I’m the best she’s ever had.

There’s just one problem. Though we have a history as friends, she has no idea about my past. You don’t become Barcelona’s biggest Casanova without your fair share of skeletons in the closet.

And I sure as hell have mine.

If I'm going to keep Amy, we are both in for one hell of a ride.

Buckle your seatbelts, folks. We're about to encounter some turbulence in this flight to Europe.

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#Tour #Giveaway FALLEN CREST HOME by Tijan @TijansBooks @GiveMeBooksBlog

Title: Fallen Crest Home
Series: Fallen Crest #6
Author: Tijan

Genre: Young Adult/New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 17, 2017


It’s been years since my mother was in my life.
I healed.
I learned to accept love.
I lived.
That’s all done. She was away, and now she’s back.
I’ve avoided her for a year and a half, but I can’t hide anymore.
Mason has an internship in Fallen Crest, so we’re heading back for the summer.
And when we got there—no one was prepared for what happened.


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When I arrived at the party, it was the largest I had ever seen. The mansion was filled with people. The doors had been left open and the overflow spilled out to the front lawn. The driveway went around a large fountain, which a few girls had gotten into. Their shirts were soaked to their skin and their hair was messily rumpled, giving them the wet sexy look. I knew the guys, who stood with their drinks at the side, enjoyed the view. More than a few had that dark promise in their eyes. They wanted sex and they wanted it now. One of the girls squealed as a guy swept her in the air. 

I rolled my eyes and pushed past. 

Public parties were always considered the best, but this was in a whole new league. 

When I stepped onto the front steps, a blast of heat came at me from inside. There were people everywhere. I pushed through the crowd until I was on a back patio. The backyard stretched out with another pool, a basketball court, and a tennis court. There was too much to even look at with all the people, but I could tell the place was phenomenal. 

Some girls dashed past me, giggling, while guys chased after them. 

Then someone bumped into me from behind. I heard, “Oh, I’m sorry,” before I turned around and saw who it was. I found myself staring in the crystal blue eyes of Adam Quinn, someone whom I had considered a friend until two months ago. 

“Oh.” His voice dropped, and he stood there without saying anything else. After a moment passed, he glanced to the side and slid his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. 

I smirked. He was dressed appropriately with custom-tailored jeans and a loose-flowing shirt that was left unbuttoned. A white tank was underneath. It fitted like a second skin to his abdominal muscles and chest. I saw that he had been working out more, but whatever. What did I care? He had dropped our friendship two months ago, and since Adam was the Golden Boy for our school, Fallen Crest Academy, everybody else had followed suit. No one talked to me anymore, even his neighbor, the one person I had come to consider as a real friend. 

I asked, though maybe I shouldn’t have, “How’s Becky?” 

He flinched. 

A small sense of triumph flared through me, but it was so small, and it was gone instantly. 

“Uh,” he looked away before his jaw hardened, and he met my gaze again. This time he didn’t blink. “She’s good. I think she’s dating someone from your school.” 

“My school?” 

“FCP. You know what I mean. Their school, you’re one of them now, so…your school.” 

“I still go to Fallen Crest Academy.” 

He clenched his jaw. “I heard something else.” 

All senses went on alert. I knew what he was talking about, but I hadn’t known it was already on the gossip mill. This wasn’t good. “What’d you hear?” 

He shrugged and looked away. There it was. I knew it was only a matter of time. Adam could never be honest with me for too long. 

“What’d you hear?” 

“Come on, Sam.” 

“Come on, what?” I knew he was going to leave. I sensed it and grabbed his arm as he started to inch away. “What did you hear?” 

“Let go of me.” His eyes hardened as he looked over my shoulder. “I don’t think I’m supposed to be talking to you.” 

“What are you talking about…” But the words left me as an arm snaked around my waist and pulled me back against a hard chest, a very hard chest. 

Mason’s chin came to rest on my shoulder and he breathed out. The air caressed my neck, and I felt the possession in his demeanor. A tingle raced through me, especially when his hand slid down my waist to rest on my hip. He pressed me back against him again. I felt every inch of him now and fought against closing my eyes when my desire started to overtake me. 

“I should be going,” Adam mumbled before he turned. But then he stopped. His face was twisted in an unnamed emotion. “Thanks for inviting everyone to the party.” 

“Not my party.” Mason straightened against my back. His hands held me firmly in place, but I could feel the coldness from him now. 

Adam didn’t squirm; he straightened and never looked away. He had learned. Then his eyes caught mine for a second before he looked away again. A shiver went over me. I saw his anger in that second, but he only replied, “Your best friend’s place. Your party.” 

“This is Nate’s party?” I twisted around, but Mason didn’t let go of me. His hands had a firm grasp on my hips. When he didn’t look down, his gaze still fixed over my shoulder, I slid a hand around his neck and tilted him downwards. He met my gaze then and I tried to stop myself from melting. His green eyes softened and a small grin came over him. When he lifted a hand to rub against the top of my lip, I closed my eyes. A groan escaped me before I realized what I was doing. Then I grabbed his hand. “Stop.” 

“Stop what?” His amusement was evident. 

“This is Nate’s party?” That meant one thing. This was his place, but did that mean…”Is Nate moving back?” 

And then someone threw his arms around us and we were pulled in for an even tighter hug. “Hello, my peeps!” Logan’s breath smelled of booze and as he hugged us again. “I love you guys and you know what else I love?” 

Mason grimaced, but I still caught the small grin at the corners of his lips. He deadpanned, “Nate’s pussy?” 

Logan threw his head back and let loose a hoot. Then, even as he died down, he couldn’t wipe the silly grin off his face. And he wasn’t trying, not even the slightest. “Yeah, maybe.” His eyes turned to me and I was caught by the intensity in them. An abnormal look of earnestness was in them, albeit slightly blurred from booze, but it was there. It was the most sincere expression Logan had allowed me to see in a long while. He reminded me of a five-year-old little boy in that moment, one with shaggy brown curls and dark chocolate eyes that made so many girls’ hearts melt. “Did Mason tell you? Nate’s moving back for the last half of the year. How fucking fantastic is that?” 

Very. Nate was the fourth member in our group, but it hurt. He hadn’t said a word, but Mason couldn’t stop from grinning at Logan so I forced myself to put it away. Nate was back. That was all that mattered, and then realization hit me as I looked around. This enormous place was his. 

“This is Nate’s place?” 

Yet, even as I asked, I knew it was. Both of them didn’t answer, silent as I looked around again. There were so many people at the party. I recognized a few from my school, obviously with Adam there, and I knew there were students from Fallen Crest Public as well. I saw a few of Mason and Logan’s friends and figured more from their school were there as well, but two schools couldn’t have been everyone? Who else was there? 

“Dude, tell her.” 

Mason admitted with a smirk, “Nate’s got some high placed friends.” 

Just then a well-known actor strolled past us with his arm around two girls. 

My mouth dropped open. I couldn’t believe it, but I should’ve. Nate’s parents were movie directors. When he wasn’t getting in trouble with Mason and Logan, they tried to keep him with them as often as possible. Of course he would’ve met more than a few from the Hollywood scene. But, still, I couldn’t believe it. 

I grasped Mason’s hand and squeezed tight. “My mom has a huge crush on him.” 

He wrenched his hand away as he stepped back. Logan held up both arms. “Hey, whoa. Too much information, girly.” 


Mason grimaced. “We don’t want to know who your mom jerks off to.” 

“What?” Oh my word. They thought—I sputtered out, “No, I didn’t mean, I mean, NO!” 

Then both started to laugh. Soon their shoulders shook as more laughter slipped from their clasped lips. 

A wave of embarrassment came over me. I was pissed and mortified. When I lifted a hand to slap Mason’s arm, he caught it instead and twirled me so I was in his arms again. My back was to his chest and his arms came around in front of me. He turned so we faced Logan before his hands slid down to hold my hips still as he started to rub against me. 

Logan cringed. “Oh please, guys. I live with you.” 

Mason bent forward so his lips were next to my ear. I felt them curve into a grin. His breath tickled my skin. “Feel free to go away now, brother.” 

“Correction.” Logan flashed us a dark look. “I have to live with you. I need to rectify that soon.” Then he saluted us both with two fingers in the air as he turned and walked away. He hadn’t gone more than a few steps before his stroll turned into a saunter. His hands slid into his front pockets, his shoulders leaned forward a bit, and a different vibe came over him. It wasn’t a surprise when a group of girls clambered over to him. With his shoulders hunched forward, it gave him a vulnerable appeal that was almost irresistible to girls when it was mixed with an already dangerous reputation. 

Mason chuckled against my ear. Then he caught it with his teeth and bit down gently. 

Tingles raced through me and I lifted to my toes as his teeth scraped against the bottom of my earlobe. He drew it out, gently and lovingly. Sensually. A burst of heat flared between my legs. The same throb started deep. As his hips moved forward, I felt him behind me and closed my eyes from the pleasure. The throbbing was almost too much now. The same desire I always felt for him started to take over. I felt my control slipping. 

“Mason,” I gasped as I arched my back against him. My arm lifted to behind his neck. When I held him in place, his lips started to nibble downwards and I was barely conscious of being turned in his arms. My breasts were pushed against his chest and he lifted one of my legs so he could fit further between them. I arched against him. I gasped for breath, but his mouth covered mine instantly. 

He took control. 

He commanded his entrance, and I was helpless against him. His tongue slipped inside my mouth. Mine brushed against his. A growl emanated from him. It sent a rush of power through me that was intoxicating. I wanted more and my tongue met his again, this time to brush slowly against his. Then I pulled away, but not before I flicked the tip of my tongue against his top lip. As my eyelids lifted, heavy and saturated from lust, I saw the answering yearning in his. Then his eyes flashed in determination, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before Mason would be in me, deep and hard. 

An elated shiver ran through me. I wanted nothing more than that. 

“I know the two of you are horny rabbits and in love and all that, but I don’t think you want to make an amateur sex tape right here.” 

We broke apart, panting, and took in the grinning sight of Nate’s face. He gestured to where a group had congregated. I saw more than a few cameras in the air with fingers to the record buttons. 

“Hi, Nate,” I croaked out. A heated rush of embarrassment flooded me. I couldn’t believe I had almost lost control or that Mason had as well. He set the tone most of the times. I trusted him, but a tingle of addictive power went through me as I remembered the sound of his own groan. I held him as captivated as he held me. 

Mason cursed under his breath but swept us around so his back was to the group and I was shielded from the audience. 

“Hi, Sam.” 

I flinched at how cheery Nate sounded. Mason’s hand swept down before he held my face to his shoulder. I felt his tension as his voice reverberated through his chest. “Thanks, man.” 

“Any time.” His tone was amused. Then I felt Nate’s lips on my forehead. He whispered before he darted off, “It’s good to see you too, Sam. Take care of my boy.” 

Mason groaned as he brushed my hair from my face and looked down into my eyes. I tilted backwards and saw the warmth in his gaze. My heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t believe it. We’d been official for two months, but it never got old. He never got old. He never tired of me. I wasn’t sure what I would do if that happened if any of those nightmares occurred. 

All I knew, as Mason continued to hold me to his chest, was that I couldn’t lose him. Who the hell was I trying to kid? I couldn’t lose any of them, Mason, Logan, or even Nate. They were the only friends I had in my life now. 

I felt panic start to rise, but I forced it down. I had to. I couldn’t lose it, not in his arms. Never in his arms. 

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Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing Fallen Crest Seven (untitled) along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores.

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Friday, April 28, 2017

[Cover Reveal] ALL ABOUT THE D by Lex Martin & Leslie McAdam @lexlaughs @LeslieMcAdam

All About the D
Lex Martin & Leslie McAdam
Publication Date: May 2, 2017
Genre: Romantic Comedy
A sexy new romantic comedy from USA Today bestselling author Lex Martin and bestselling author Leslie McAdam… I'm known for being formal. Meticulous. Professional. So you’d never suspect I spend my nights photographing my impressive junk for a NSFW blog. Don’t roll your eyes. I’m not bragging. I have millions of followers who’ll tell you they live for my posts. I’m like a superhero, saving humanity one dick pic at a time. Except leading a double life means I need someone to help me protect my anonymity, so that no one, especially my family, ever discovers my online celebrity. When I call one of the most respected law firms in town, I expect quality legal advice and confidentiality. Not a sinfully sexy attorney whose dangerous curves and soul-piercing gray eyes make me want to personally demonstrate my particular skill set. I shouldn’t be tempted. Especially when she knows all of my best-kept secrets. But everyone has a breaking point. And I’ve met mine. 

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Leslie McAdam
is a California girl who loves romance, Little Dude, and well-defined abs. She lives in a drafty old farmhouse on a small orange tree farm in Southern California with her husband and two small children. Leslie always encourages her kids to be themselves – even if it means letting her daughter wear leopard print from head to toe. An avid reader from a young age, she will always trade watching TV for reading a book, unless it’s Top Gear. Or football. Leslie is employed by day but spends her nights writing about the men you fantasize about. She’s unapologetically sarcastic and notoriously terrible at comma placement (that’s what editors are for!). Always up for a laugh, Leslie tries to see humor in all things. When she’s not in the writing cave you’ll find her fangirling over Beck, camping with her family, or mixing up oil paints to depict her love of outdoors on canvas.

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is the USA Today bestselling author of Shameless and The Dearest Series. She writes contemporary romances, the sexy kind with lotsa angst, a whole lotta kissing, and the hot happily ever afters. When she's not writing, she lives a parallel life as an English teacher. She loves printing black and white photos, listening to music on vinyl, and getting lost in a great book. Bitten by wanderlust, she's lived all over the country but currently resides in the City of Angels with her husband and twin daughters. 

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[Release Blitz *Review] UNSTEADY by Melissa Collins @mcollinsauthor

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Melissa Collins 
A stand alone, M/M romance IS NOW LIVE!
Cover design: Sommer Stein at Perfect Pair Creative Covers
Photography: Wander Aguiar at WANDER AGUIAR :: PHOTOGRAPHY 
Models: Jacob Cooley and Ryan Dick

Micah Hudson and Jude MacMillian were both lonely teenagers. One the new kid and one the target of relentless bullying, they quickly became friends. But when friendship grew into more, the relationship was too much for either to handle. As their tenuous bond was tested, everything tumbled down, leaving them lonely once again.
A decade later, Micah is on the brink of losing his will to live. Beyond exhausted from lying to everyone, including himself, Micah thinks of the one person who knows his deepest secret. Desperate and alone, Micah makes the only decision he feels he has: he must leave. But his need for closure depends on one thing.
Can Jude make room in his Unsteady life for Micah once again?

Review by Anne Milne

Every so often I'm lucky enough to read a book that literally blows my mind where the words in the story just call to me and this book this story is at the top of a very short list.
The author has written a story that made me feel every emotion with Jude and Micah, I've never read such a beautiful emotional love story. Micah and Jude were close friends in school but as we read flashbacks we discover that they were so much more. You get a sense of their confusion when their feelings toward each other begin to change. I really feel the author has done a fantastic job conveying those feelings to the reader, at times the words feel like poetry, I cried at the beauty of them several times. 
I don't want to give anything away about the story because it spans years and is told from both Jude and Micha's perspective which gives us a brilliant understanding of their story. This is a story of friendship, of pain, of love and acceptance and is one of my favourite reads this year. 

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Melissa Collins has always been a book worm. Studying Literature in college ensured that her nose was always stuck in a book. She followed her passion for reading to the most logical career choice: English teacher. Her hope was to share her passion for reading and the escapism of books to her students. Having spent more than a decade in front of a classroom, she can easily say that it’s been a dream. Her passion for writing didn’t start until more recently. When she was home on maternity leave in early 2012, she read her first romance novel and her head filled with the passion, angst and laughter of the characters who she read about it. It wasn’t long before characters of her own took shape in her mind. Their lives took over Melissa’s brain and The Love Series was born.