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Title: Curtain Call
Series: A Driven Dance Theater Series #1
Author: Brianna Stark
Genre: Contemporary Romance, New Adult, Women’s Fiction
Release Date: March 15, 2020

I am just one more dancer on a mission in New York City, sleeping on a studio couch.

 

I’ve spent my last five dollars.
My bag is gone.
There’s no one left to call.
 
Until he gives me a break.
 
He’s the Kent Morgan.
Intimidating.
Famous.
Gorgeous.
 
I call him my director.
My dance partner calls him the God.
And like all gods, he’s terrifying, mysterious, and the greatest thing to ever happen to the art form.
 
I came back to this city to give the performance of my life—before it’s too late.
Kent Morgan is my best shot.
But the world is turning against us.
And when the God sets his sights on me, I don’t know how to resist.
 
Turns out the performance of my life might just happen behind the curtain.

I am not sure where to start because I would like to shake the words out of him and his whole mysterious persona. That or absorb him whole.
“So what did you want to talk about?” I ask, but all he does is look at me like he wants to avoid telling me what he wanted in the first place. Not that it matters anymore. He’s in my bedroom, and it seems we are both adjusting to that. After a moment, I become self-conscious about how I look, and I shift around trying to create that perfect pose. It’s an old habit—when I realize what I am doing, I place my hands in my lap and look down at my twiddling thumbs.
He lets out a breath and adjusts himself to face me. I have no idea what to say. I sense his hesitation as the tops of our heads sink closer together until they are almost touching. His cheek moves in next to my cheek. We pause, and I close my eyes. His breath is warm, while mine is tight, and we slowly exhale. We release a little more, and his rough jaw grazes mine, then his smooth nose and lashes. I imagine this is how blind people see each other. We get lost in the touching, maybe because we don’t have the words, as we respond to each other’s signals. Before I know it, we are lying on the bed. He looks unsure about this development, but it’s happening so naturally.
Then, finally, he brushes his lips against mine and we gradually open and join inside, and he is seeing me through his lips and touching every detail of my soul. I feel so utterly visible as his fingers trace the outside of my sweater. It doesn’t take much longer for the kiss to become heavy, desperate, as though we are trying to consume one another and can’t get enough. Ever.
Kent pulls back. He rubs his hands quickly over his face and looks at me. “Is this a good idea?” His gaze pleads with mine.
“What? Sleeping together?” I’m dozy. Weak.
The muscle in his jaw clenches.
He stands up from the end of my bed and starts pacing in my tiny room, his hand scrubbing that worn spot on his neck. “I don’t know what my problem is,” he smirks. “This isn’t something I do.”
I reach for him and rest my hands flat on his hard, warm chest. “It’s okay,” I whisper, and he looks at me in a way that is disapproving, or maybe questioning. “Maybe you put too much pressure on yourself. We are human.” I’m not sure if I know what I am talking about, but it seems like something he needs to hear.
But my fingers have a mind of their own as they travel the cool cotton draped over his shoulders and curl over the collar of his shirt. I study his sharp eyes where his focus slices into me.
He inhales through his nose, my fingers tremble as they pull him closer by the collar, and our noses brush as our eyelids graze together.
“If I sleep with you…” His voice is coarse breath.
If you sleep with me…

 

The rest is said in our eyes as our focus falls away and our heads drop. We both fall onto our backs with a heavy sigh. 

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Title: Dirty Deals
Series: Devils Kings MC #2
Author: Nicole James
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Cover Design: Lori Jackson Designs

Photo: Wander Aguiar Photography

Model: Roddy Hanson

Release Date: July 9, 2020

Blurb
Rusty—
I’m the president
of the Devil Kings Atlanta MC. With a fractious club to rebuild and a revolving
door on my bedroom, the last thing I need is 5’4” of sex-on-a-stick trouble.
When a
mysterious beauty shows up with her playmate’s body, dark soulful eyes and a
bagful of cash, I’m willing to make an exception.
I don’t
fully trust her, but she needs my help.
Ashlynn—
Things are
finally good. I am one of the best high-roller hostesses on the strip. But I’ve
lived in Las Vegas two years and have yet to unpack my bags. Why? Because shit
always goes sideways.
I should
have known this time would be no different.
When I’m
asked to hostess a private poker game at a mega exclusive hotel penthouse, I
end up in the proverbial wrong place at the wrong time.
I’m the
soul witness to a double murder and I’m suddenly on the run again, but this
time I’m running for my life.
I get as
far as Atlanta before my Porsche blows a tire.
That’s when
he shows up. Dangerous. Drop-dead gorgeous. Scary badass biker. One I can’t
take my eyes off. Maybe this town is as good as any to lay low.
When
trouble tracks me down, I want to run again. But he has other plans.
He’ll
protect me—for a price.
My willing
body in his big bed—all night, every night.
That’s the
dirty deal he offers.
Dare I accept?
Where the
President of the Devil Kings is involved, there are no rules.
But I’ll
stand toe-to-toe with him and make it out of this bargain with my heart intact.
Because in the end, running is what I do best.

 

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Rusty—
I’m standing at the gun counter of the local sporting goods
store wishing I were anywhere else. Reno dragged me in here with him to get a
birthday present for his ol’ lady, Kara. I had no idea he meant a pistol. He’s
got a little Sig Sauer P238 in his hand, pink camo, no less.
“She’s left-handed,” he tells the sales guy.
“No problem. We can order her the external thumb safety
conversion kit.”
Reno nods. “I’ll need that.”
“It’s a good little gun. Light weight, no recoil, and the
slide’s easy,” the guy says.
“She’ll love it,” I agree, grinning. “All chicks want a
gun.”
“Don’t be a dick. I want her to be safe,” he snaps.
I can’t help giving him hell. Butterfly’s kept him on his
toes for months. The boy is head-over-heels lovesick. I can’t help feeling a little
jealous.
The clerk moves off to order the conversion kit and another
clerk waits on someone further down the long glass case that extends about
twenty feet across the back wall of the store.
“What can I help you with, ma’am?”
I’m leaning on the glass with an elbow, facing Reno, my back
to them, when I hear the woman respond.
“I’m looking for a small handgun, please.”
I recognize the voice straight off. It’s the beauty I
encountered on the side of the road last week. I straighten, my head swiveling
to look over my shoulder. It’s her, all right. My first thought is I can’t
believe my luck. My second is, what the hell is she doing in here, and buying a
gun, no less? I abandon Reno and walk closer so I can overhear the
conversation, but hang back near a display, pretending a sudden interest in
duck calls. The old man waiting on her shows her the features and benefits of a
small Ruger.
She tries it in her hand. With hardly more consideration
that she’d take picking out a pack of gum, she hands it back. “I’ll take one.
Can you put it in a case for me?”
“Ma’am, I’m sorry, but there’s a waiting period. You won’t
be able to take it with you today. I’ll need to fill out some paperwork first
and you’ll have to come back to pick it up.”
“Oh.” Her body deflates at the news, and she swallows. “I
see. All right.”
The old man moves off to get the necessary forms, and I move
in.
Almost immediately she feels my presence and her head jerks
up. When she sees me, her eyes widen. “Oh, it’s you.”
“How are you?”
“Fine and you?”
I frown down at her. She seems nervous. I lift my chin at
the Ruger sitting in the glass case. “Please tell me I’m not the reason you’re
buying that gun, darlin’.”
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the women they love! Her stories are filled with struggle, conflict and real
human emotion. She is the author of the Evil Dead MC series, the Brothers Ink
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Title: Starting the Riot
Series: Riot MC #0.5
Author: Karen Renee
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: April 28, 2020
Jackie Eastmon’s life changes after a brutal attack on her best friend. While getting Simone the help she needs, Jackie meets a rough, burly biker.
 
Henry “Volt” Adler, President of the Riot MC Jacksonville chapter, admires Jackie’s rarely found spunk and dedication to Simone. The timing is all wrong for him to pursue Jackie. He runs into her nearly two years later, and he will stop at nothing to make her his.
 
Jackie struggles with this bossy, alpha-male in her life. When she learns he knows who attacked Simone but hasn’t made them pay, she questions if he’s the man for her.

Upon the two-year anniversary of the attack, Simone attempts suicide, and Volt hates seeing Jacqueline hurting for her friend. He orders his brothers to make the attackers pay for what they did to Simone.
His lips quirked. “I want to stay, but I really gotta go. Though, not until you kiss me goodbye.”
He was insatiable. 
Before we even got out the door of the clubhouse, he backed me up against a wall and we had a make out session in the middle of the common room. There were three other bikers present, but had they not been there, I think Volt would’ve commenced wall-sex with me. As it was, he worked me up with his hand outside my jeans and only when I was squirming against him did he stop and drag me out to his bike. Then at Panera, he insisted we sit outside at a secluded table and he made out with me in between bites of bagel and sips of coffee.
With a sideways grin, I asked, “I haven’t kissed you enough this morning?”
“Are you lookin’ for a spanking?”
He pulled me close and planted his lips on mine. I slanted my head, and he took the invitation to deepen the kiss. My hands slid around the back of his neck. His arms tightened forcing my breasts tight to his chest.
“Oh, my,” I heard Andrea say in a low voice. 
Volt tried to pull away from me, but I chased after his lips with mine. I could sense he wanted to cut this short, but I became more aggressive and he growled into my mouth. For a moment I debated dragging him to my room, but he wrenched free of my lips and my hold.
“Jacqueline. You’re going to pay for that.”
“You asked for it,” I chided in a husky voice.
His hands, still on my ass, squeezed. “Call you later, baby.”
I closed the door behind him, locked it, and turned to find Andrea at the table chewing her omelet. 

 

She swallowed and pointed her fork at me. “I might have to get a job at Carmine’s so I can find a man to kiss me like that.”
Karen Renee is the author of the Riot MC Series. She has wanted to be a writer from a very early age, and she’s finally bringing that dream to life. She has worked in advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native. When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.
 
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Title: The Fall of Sin
Author: Bella J
Genre: Dark Romance
Editor: Lori Whitwam
Cover Designer: Clarise Tan from CT Cover Designs
Publication Date: May 13th, 2020
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Mila
Secrets. Lies. Deception.
It’s all part of his vendetta, and so am I. He stole me, used me as one of his pawns by forcing me into a marriage I wanted no part of. I had to sign my name on the dotted line, and now he owns me…body, mind, and soul.
That’s why I ran. I had to escape the monster whose touch corrupted me. Break free from the man who seduced me, the beast who gave me a taste of the darkness.
But now I crave it. I need it. I need him.
I’m his to play with…until I break.
Saint
Distraction. Addictive. Toxic.
Mila wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a signature, a beautiful secret, a wife with no voice. Instead, she became an addiction, a complication that could cost me everything—a price I wasn’t willing to pay…until she ran from me.
Now, the game has changed, and the stakes are much higher. She thinks she’s seen the worst of me, convinced I couldn’t be more vicious and cruel. But I’m about to prove her wrong because I’ll risk everything to get what I want.
Revenge…and my wife.  
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Saint brought his lips to my ear and traced his tongue along the curve, causing me to shiver. “Don’t. Ever. Run from me again.”
This time, there was no trickery or falsehoods hidden behind his words fortified by an unspoken threat. And he didn’t need to say anything else to make me understand how serious he was. I heard it loud and clear and glanced at him over my shoulder. “Don’t ever again make me feel like I’m nothing but a whore to you.” I turned around to face him, my skirt still bunched up around my waist. “I am your wife, and a Russo wife deserves the respect of her husband.”
He slanted a dark brow. “Respect is earned, not demanded.”
“And neither is marriage, yet you demanded that.”
The edge of his mouth curved slightly, a subtle hint of amusement. “If I keep you,” he traced a gentle finger down my jaw, “will you continue to fight me?”
I leaned my head to the side, deeper into his touch. “With every breath.”
Seconds slipped into moments as we stood there staring at each other as if the world around us no longer existed. I didn’t know what it was, but something shifted between us. The barrier that kept us apart was slowly starting to crumble, and I wasn’t sure whether it thrilled me or scared me. What would we find once the barrier was destroyed and nothing but dust?

 

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Title: Original Sin
Series: The Order of Vampires #1
Author: Lydia Michaels
Genre: Paranormal Romance / Vampires / Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 12, 2020
Publisher: Bailey Brown Publishing
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Adam Hartzler has always been an honorable immortal, but the fine line between right and wrong begins to blur when he is called to his true mate. If he does not find and claim her soon, he will lose his soul and humanity, transforming into a vile predator controlled by insatiable bloodlust, sentenced to a demonic and tortured eternity as a vampire.

 

 

 

Adam sets out on a quest to hunt his mate and claim her before it is too late. His salvation relies on his destined mate’s surrender, but when she refuses to cooperate, Adam must set aside his morals and do what is needed to survive. Time’s slipping away with his control, and his territorial instincts refuse to let her go.
 
Annalise Snow awakens on a primitive farm removed from modern civilization and in fear of her life. Her captor is determined to keep her prisoner and believes he is somehow entitled to her future. But she will not surrender easily. When Adam asks for the ultimate sacrifice, she must decide if he lives or dies.
 
Passion and emotion collide in an explosive meeting of destined souls, but love is never a guarantee, especially when eternity begins with betrayal. 
 
Lifting a towel from the basket in the corner, he shut his eyes and inhaled, pressing the fabric to his nose. His body instantly hardened, his instincts driving him to her bed where she slept soundly.

She lay in the center of the bed, dwarfed by the large mattress. Her limbs twisted in the white sheet. Waves of copper and gold splayed across the pillow. So still. So delicate. So … his.

Satisfied with God’s selection, he studied his prize. His salvation. His future. His
beautiful Annalise.

Hooking a finger into the sheet, he slowly drew the blanket toward the foot of the bed.

A simple undershirt, covering little more than her breasts, gave a transparent
picture of her curves.

Narrow ribs tapered into a tiny waist he’d be able to span with his hands. Her hips flared, as a healthy woman’s should. His head cocked as the sheet fell to the side, exposing her legs. A wisp of material, too small to be considered a garment, covered her sex.

“What evil is this?”

He inhaled deeply, wondering at the strange covering. Females of the order wore handmade undergarments, loosely fitting with ties. The men wore nothing under their clothes. But this…

Lowering to the bed, he sat gingerly beside her hip and studied her. The overwhelming need to touch her, mark her, stole through him hard and fast, leaving all other instincts second.

He wanted to feed from her vein as his body throbbed inside of hers, filling her
with his seed. He wanted to possess every part of her—mind, body, and soul.

“Beautiful, Annalise,” he whispered.

Unlocking his fists, he traced the back of his finger along the soft white expanse of her thigh. Goosebumps prickled her flesh, and a small moan escaped her throat.

“You will know my touch and feel it often.”

Drawing slow whirls over her hip, his fingertip treaded lightly across the elastic of her minimal undergarment. Her skin showed like ivory in the moonlight. Silver pools of blue painted her pale skin. She was a masterpiece. Hard points formed under her shirt as he dragged his exploring finger up her arm. He ached to trace his touch over the turgid tip but refrained.

A soft moan slipped past her plump lips and her legs shifted, her hips burrowing into the mattress. Could she sense his desire?

His need to touch and possess her left him shaken. Withdrawing his caress, his gaze traveled over her torso. Each breath expanded her ribs and lifted her breasts.

His inspection climbed the narrow column of her throat and stilled at her
fluttering pulse.

Arousal slammed into him. A bone deep hunger ached inside of him, begging him to claim her. His tongue traced under his fangs as he leaned closer, breathing in her delicate fragrance, feeding off the scent of such a vulnerable offering. So small. So fragile. So in need of a mate. His jaw widened—

He sprang off the bed, startled by the powerful trance she held over him. It was as if she had him under some sort of spell.

Forking a hand through his hair, he paced silently. He wanted her now, consequences be damned. How long would he have to wait? Would it really matter? Their futures were decided. Why not now?

Battling with his conscience, he crouched at the foot of the bed, his greedy stare
traveling up her legs. His thumb dragged along the inside of her ankle, gliding
upward to her knee and pulling her legs apart. Her scent intensified.

Closing his eyes, he breathed her in. This was his mate, his one and only, his ainsicht.

The beat of her heart seemed to complement his, like the tease and retreat of the ocean waves beating back the banks of the shore. The rush of blood pumping through her veins rattled his concentration. It sung to him, a siren’s call that compelled an answer.

His skin burned like the tongues of a fire, licking at his insides, his burning desires heating his blood to volcanic degrees. He needed to leave. Now.

Taut as a bow, he forced himself away from the bed for her protection. Never had he fought such temptation. Carnal images assaulted him. Her body clinging to his, flesh gliding over flesh. Nails digging into muscle. Fangs piercing skin.

His cock throbbed, pleading that he take her and claim what was rightfully his. Heart hammering against his ribs, he staggered back from the bed. His control was slipping. If he touched her now, he’d break her.

 

 

 

Lydia Michaels is the award winning author of over 35 romance novels. She is an iBooks Bestsellers and her work has been featured in USA Today. She is the two-time winner of the Author of the Year Award from Happenings Media [2018 & 2019]. In 2015 she won The Best Author Award from The Courier Times. She is a five time nominee for the prestigious RONE Award. Her books are intellectual, emotional, haunting, always centered around love. 

 

 

 

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Title: Miscreants
Series: Badlands: Next Generation
Author: Natalie Bennett
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: May 23, 2020
Cover Design: Daqri Bernardo with Covers by Combs

 

Love is madness.

 

Love is anguish.
Ours was ill-fated from the beginning
Crazier than crazy.
Sicker than sick.
Samael was the epitome of a beautiful nightmare.
Together, we were poetry–the kind that bled and wept, a mess of euphoric bliss and heartbreak.
I promised I’d be by his side until the bitter end, but after far too long I needed to be free of him.
Leaving would be one of the hardest things I’d ever done.
He’d come after me, of that I was sure. Many would lose their lives, becoming casualties in our war.
When this was all said and done our story would be whispered in darkened corners for years to come.
A tale of a wolf pursuing a lamb, but with a masochistic twist.
For even lambs have teeth, and this one bites back.
*T-WARNING*
Miscreants is an enemies-to-lovers standalone full of explicit savagery and an OTT anti-hero. Some readers may find the content within objective. Discretion is highly advised!

 

 

With a penchant for (writing) villainous immoral men, and a tendency to deviate away from traditional happily ever afters, Natalie Bennett is an international bestselling author of twisted and unconventional love stories.
 
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Title: Ruthless
Author: S.S. Richards
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: June 11, 2020
Cover Design: Amanda Walker PA & Design Services
He lurks behind the shadows and watches my every move keenly.
I feel his powerful presence in my sleep but it doesn’t frighten me.
I should hide.
I should feel suffocated.
I should try to escape.
But…
I want to stay.
I want him to possess me.
I want to drown in his pain and sorrow.
Between the walls of this castle, I found my escape and eternal peace.
We’re the unlucky ones. The tortured ones. The pitiful ones…
I’m Anastasia Smirnov, and this is my story.
*Suitable for ages 18+
Note: This is a dark romance with intense and dark sensual scenes. Please proceed with caution.

 

As a young teenager, S.S. Richards started creating imaginary friends and could invent a story in her head within a matter of seconds. A gift that lead her into believing she may be “super talented” after all. One day she decided to open her laptop and start feeding words into it, and that’s where it all begun. She decided to make a career out of writing.

 

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Title: Ties That Bind
Series: Ruthless Sinners MC Book 1
Author: L. Wilder
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 6, 2020
Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations
Photographer: Wander Book Club (Wander Aguiar)
Cover Model: Griffin
Trust.
Loyalty.
Family.
These are the ties that bind. As a Ruthless Sinner, I live by those words—all the brothers do. We’re family, our bonds stronger than blood, and as their sergeant at arms, my loyalty has never wavered—until the night they brought her to the clubhouse.
The red-headed beauty didn’t belong there.
It was her brother who’d betrayed us, but there she was, atoning for his sins.
 
I didn’t want to hurt her.
 
I wanted to protect her, claim her as my own, but as secrets started to unfold, I was left with an impossible choice.
The ties that bind often come at a price—some more costly than others.
 
This is Hawk’s story- Book 1 of L. Wilder’s new Ruthless Sinners crossover series. Ties That Bind is a standalone MC romance with a group of bikers who will take you on a hell of a ride. They’re foul-mouthed, possessive alphas who will stop at nothing to protect their women. No cheating and a HEA.

Leslie Wilder grew up in a small town in West Tennessee. A country girl at heart, she’s always thought that life is too short, but she had no idea how short it really was until her brother passed away in 2014. She’s always been an avid reader, loving the escape only a great book can give, and wondered if she had what it took to write one of the wild romances she’d come to adore. With the support of her family and friends, she published Inferno: A Devil Chaser’s MC, one year after her brother’s death. With him in mind, she fulfilled her lifetime dream of writing. Since then, she’s completed the Devil Chaser’s Series and continued on with the Satan’s Fury MC Series. She has so many stories in her head, and can’t wait to share each and every one.
Leslie has been blown away by the support of her readers, appreciating every message, review, and encouraging word she’s received over the past year. She looks forward to continuing this journey with them for years to come.
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