New Release

Title: King of Blood
Series: The Masks of Under #4
Author: Kathryn Ann Kingsley
Genre: Dark Adult Fantasy Romance
Release Date: June 18, 2019
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
The blood of my friend is on Aon’s hands, a King who would do anything to protect me. He believes his actions are justified because of a prophecy by the Ancients predicting my undoing by the hands of a friend. 

I refuse to accept it. Nothing can justify what Aon did, what he took from me. 

But as one threat is buried, another arises. The other Kings and Queens of Under are waking up from their crypts, and a war among us is imminent. The need for revenge and power is driving immortals to the brink of madness.

While the other Kings and Queens of Under are blinded by their own selfish conquests, something big and more dangerous than anything we’ve ever faced is about to shake Under to its core. 

There’s one King who seems to hold the key to it all, the answers to our fate. A white-winged angel, a legion whose mind is made of a thousand souls with magic strong enough to hold the Ancients captive at the bottom of the pool. 

The King of Blood.

I just need to determine whether he’s an ally…or the worst enemy Under has ever seen.

Kat has always been a storyteller. With ten years in script-writing for performances on both the stage and for tourism, she has always been writing in one form or another. When she isn’t penning down fiction, she works as Creative Director for a company that designs and builds large-scale interactive adventure games. There, she is the lead concept designer, handling everything from game and set design, to audio and lighting, to illustration and script writing. Also on her list of skills are artistic direction, scenic painting and props, special effects, and electronics. A graduate of Boston University with a BFA in Theatre Design, she has a passion for unique, creative, and unconventional experiences. In her spare time, she builds animatronics and takes trapeze classes.
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Book Tour

Title: Child of Prophecy
Series: Divide Series #1
Author: T.E. Bradford
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: August 31, 2018


In a world where magic still exists and power rules, a dire prophecy heralds a child born with all three factors of magic, foretold to bring about the destruction of every world unless life’s blood is spilled. When a hunter crosses the Divide to retrieve the child of prophecy, fifteen-year-old Nova Hawthorne is the target.

Armed only with a magic she doesn’t understand and the synesthesia no one else does, Nova must race to stop prophecy from unfolding, find a father she’s never met, and save everyone she loves before time runs out.

Add’l Info: The main character (Nova) is a teenage girl with Synesthesia – a condition that crosses the senses (so one might see sounds, or taste colors). The hero (Quentin) is in a wheelchair after suffering from Triple-E after being bitten by a mosquito. The book/series also deals with bullying and self-acceptance.

Nova had always seen sounds, represented in shapes and colors in the air. That’s what synesthesia was. The doctors had explained it as a type of cross-wiring somewhere in her brain, allowing dierent senses to overlap or change roles. They’d made it sound like no big deal, but she didn’t have to go to school with the doctors. She did have to go to school with kids who had no idea what she meant when she told them their voice looked sharp or purple. She’d made the mistake of thinking she was normal. That she belonged. She’d made the mistake of letting people know who and what she was.


The darkness shifted to reveal a man’s face inside a black hood. His eyes glittered. Menace radiated from them. The shadow shifted again, and a fold rose, a pale arm sheathed inside. The lamp light reflected along the surface of something gripped in a tight fist. Nova’s scream erupted from deep in her chest, sending shards of red, yellow, and white in every direction. They crashed against the walls like waves.

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Release Blitz/Excerpt

Title: In Her Words
Author: J.S Ellis
Genre: Psychological Thriller
Release Date: May 7, 2019

 

 

While she seems to have it all, Sophie Knight is looking for more. When gorgeous and carefree Michael Frisk walks into her life, he offers the excitement and passion she desires.
 
Sophie is willing to risk everything she has. After all, she is used to concealing things from her husband—like her alcoholism, her unhappiness. But soon she has more to hide. She wakes up one morning in an alcoholic haze and finds bruises on her body, but has no recollection of what happened to her. Was she raped?
 
When unsettling notes and mysterious phone calls start, Sophie wonders whom she should turn to. Is Michael the cause of the frightening things happening in her life, or is he the answer to her problems? 

I took a long bath with Maria Callas playing in the background, emptying my mind. I put on a black long-sleeved skater dress, but as I inspected myself in the mirror, it seemed too provocative. I didn’t want to send the wrong message, so I changed into a different dress that wasn’t so short. I applied too much makeup which made me look like a tart, so I removed it and started again. My hands trembled as I drew on my eyeliner. I drank a glass of wine and took several drags of my cig to steady my nerves.


 I went outside and hailed a taxi. I must have been out of my mind. The cabbie kept looking at me through the rear view mirror. I bet he knew what I was up to, or maybe not. I probably looked like a corporate woman heading for a meeting with a client.


  I almost told the cabbie to turn around, but when I opened my mouth, nothing came out. Mama by Phil Collins was playing on the radio. Here I was on my way to meet a kid, who had seen me at my worst, if not at my most degrading. It wasn’t too late to change my mind. However, I didn’t change my mind when I paid and tipped the cabbie. I didn’t change my mind when I scanned the block of flats and rang the bell. I didn’t change my mind as I plodded along the corridor adjusting the hem of my dress.


When I arrived, Michael was leaning against the doorframe, waiting for me looking flawless in black, with long earrings dangling from his ears. I like how well dressed he is, unlike those boys who wear jeans under their buttocks – they make me want to pull them up for them. He led the way. It was too late to change my mind now.
 
He shut the door. I smiled, and he smiled back. With the back of my hand, I ran it across his cheek feeling the softness of his skin. A sexual wave built in my groin, I moved close enough that my lips almost brush against his. I was intoxicated by his beauty, his talent, his strangeness. It was so forbidden and sexy.

J.S Ellis is a thriller author. She’s currently working on an adult Dystopian series called the Chaperone. She’s also working on another thriller novel for now it’s called Opium, as it’s still a wip.
J.S always liked to scribble from a young age, but started writing by the age of sixteen. She spent all this time, enhancing and learning about the craft. Writing is her passion books are her obsession.
She has a degree in Creative Writing, English literature, and digital marketing. She works in an accountancy firm. She lives in Malta with her fiancé.
When she’s not writing or reading, she’s either cooking, eating cheese, and chocolate, or listening to good music and enjoying a glass of wine or two.

 

 

 

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Anthology/New Release

Title: Beyond the Last Page Anthology
Authors: R.B. O’Brien, Ashlee Shades, Sebastian Nox, Rachel de Vine, Mark A. Morris and Summer Layne 
Genre: Erotic, Threesome, Fantasy, Paranormal, Sci-Fi, Historical
Release Date: January 31, 2019

 

Beyond the Last Page…

 

…because the end is the beginning of forever.
“Beyond the Rain”
by R.B. O’Brien
Young love is like the first time one sees a shooting star; it’s bright and magical. But not all stars can be seen through the rain. When Julietta and Max fall in love one romantic and lustful summer, etching their forever promises into the big oak under a night sky, neither could predict what the stars had in store for their future. Will their love last beyond the rain?
“Beyond Forever”
by Sebastian Nox
Is this life a dream within a dream? For lovers Adam and Abigail, it may be their reality, a universe of two. Or is it a prison? Beyond their love. Beyond Forever.
“Beyond The Call of Duty”
by Rachel de Vine 
Fearing death, he learns how to live. But can he forget the girl he left at home for a brief taste of heaven? The call of duty during the First World War tested people and relationships to their limit.
“Beyond the Mask”
by Mark A Morris
In a world where most people hide behind masks, can Kathleen and Sean find truth?
“Beyond Mercy”
by Summer Layne 
One night. Three lives forever changed.
Mercy never imagined finding love in the arms of two men or how much it would hurt to leave them. Can they find their way back together?
“Beyond the Last Breath”
by Ashlee Shades
While his wife lay in the hospital bed, barely clinging on to life, Thomas reflects on their years together and the happy memories they created. When they pledged, ”Till death do you part,” no one ever explained the pain of loving beyond the last breath.

 

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New Release

Title: The Monster’s Lover
Series: The Fenris Series Book 1
Author: Samantha MacLeod
Genre: Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 21, 2019
Cover Design: Ravenborn Covers
Promised to cruel King Nøkkyn’s harem, Sol Eriksen is out of options, and nearly out of time. 

When she meets a distractingly handsome stranger in the Ironwood Forest who claims to be a legendary monster, Sol thinks he must be a madman, or a demon. She knows she shouldn’t listen to him. Or trust him. And she should not, under any circumstances, kiss him again.

As King Nøkkyn’s grip around her tightens, Sol finds her last chance at freedom may lie with her mysterious new lover, the man who calls himself Fenris.

“Ms. Macleod thank you so much for your intense interest in mythology and storytelling. Each story you write is like a dream.” – Amy, Goodreads


“A passionate romance, characteristic of Mrs. MacLeod, that brings with it a love of legend and a light of hope to face an uncertain and dark destiny.” – Adriana, Goodreads

“The Monster’s Lover kept me glued to my kindle. It was so good! From the mythology to the romance to the feeling of freedom and love, I couldn’t put this book down!” – Julia Red Hatter Book Blog

I closed my eyes, tilted my face toward the fading sunlight, and ran my fingers through my wet hair, carefully avoiding the sore lump on the back of my skull. The fear and shame of the day slowly melted from my body, evaporating in the thick evening light. I was safe under the trees, just like Da always said.
I can scarcely explain what made me turn.
There were no strange noises, nothing out of the ordinary. The river hissed and murmured. Birds cried from the canopy while the wind whispered to the treetops. Shadows pooled beneath the pines’ thick trunks, and the evening insects began their songs.
Still, something silent and invisible thickened the air, raising the hairs on the back of my neck. I opened my eyes and turned away from the Lucky, toward the deep forest.
He stood a pace away from me, beneath the trees. Not hiding, but not exactly visible. He was so motionless, he may as well have been made of wood himself. My heart jumped, and I grabbed a river-smooth stone in my fist before coming to my feet. If he tried to throw mud at me, I’d smash that stone into his skull.
His pale eyes blinked, and he tilted his head to the side as if trying to understand what he was seeing. My breath caught in my throat. He wore no shirt; black curls of hair scattered across the rippling muscles of his chest. His bare skin reminded me of my own nakedness, and my cheeks warmed.
“Who are you?” I demanded.
He frowned, then tilted his head to the other side.
“Are you from the village?” I asked. My voice trembled slightly as I tightened my fingers around the cool rock pressed to my palm. I’d never seen him before, but that meant little. Town people moved around like seeds on the wind.
“No.” His voice sounded odd, as though he were unused to speaking. “I am not from the village.”
My fingers relaxed around the smooth stone from the riverbank. He wasn’t one of the boys from the village, come to further torment me. Thank the stars. I glanced down at my stained, wet dress spread over the grass, then at my own exposed body. I’d never been naked in front of a stranger before. King Nøkkyn most certainly would not approve. The thought sent an unexpected ripple of heat through my core.
“I’m not decent,” I said, wrapping an arm around my breasts and cupping my free hand over the curls between my legs.
His gaze dropped, as though he were just now noticing I was completely naked. He watched me for a long time, his eyes widening as they traveled down my arms, over my legs, and along the bare contours of my hips. My skin warmed as he watched me, almost as though he were running his elegant fingers across my body, chasing away the cold of the Lucky’s waters.
“You’re quite beautiful,” he said at last when his light eyes returned to my face.
Beautiful. How many times had I heard that? Ever since I was a child, I’d been dogged by that word. I’d grown to hate it.
But, coming from his soft, full lips, the word brought me pleasure. Beautiful. It was unreasonable, but I was glad to hear he found me beautiful. My lips started to curve, and I turned away, embarrassed to have the stranger see me smile.
“Excuse me,” I said.
I bent toward the grass and let the rock slip from my fingers when I grabbed my dress. It was still wet, but I pushed it to my chest anyway, making sure the damp, stained cloth covered my breasts before I stood again.
He’d moved. The stranger was one step closer to me. I blinked, trying not to stare at the way his muscles curved and arched toward his hips. He was totally naked, and I had to force myself to tear my eyes away before they could linger between his legs.
Was he mad? Was this a demon from the fiery depths of Múspell?
He was certainly handsome enough to be a demon, with his pale eyes and high cheekbones. His hair spread over his shoulders, a dark amber like the last flash of life in a dying fire. A tiny green twig twisted in the strands. Something unexpected tightened deep inside me as the silence between us stretched taut.
Perhaps he was trying to lure me toward him, so he could grab me around the waist and drag me back to Múspell. I watched him through narrowed eyes, wondering about Múspell. How would his demon fires compare to the cold stone of King Nøkkyn’s fortress?
I’d never seen the fortress of Nøkkyn the Mountain King, of course, but everything I’d ever heard about it was frightening. Some of it was downright terrifying, like the stories of rotting heads on iron spikes lining the gates. Even the head of his first wife, if the rumors were true. Could life with the demons of Múspell possibly be any worse?
If this strange madman dragged me away, I’d look at those bright blue eyes every day, those full lips and high cheekbones, that thick, auburn hair swirling around his temples. My heart thrummed against my breastbone so loudly, I worried he’d hear it.
“What do you want?” My voice wavered like sunlight across the water.
Born and raised in Colorado, Samantha MacLeod has lived in every time zone in the US, and London. She has a bachelor’s degree from Colby College and an M.A. from the University of Chicago; yes, the U. of C. really is where fun comes to die.

Samantha lives with her husband and two small children in the woods of southern Maine. When she’s not shoveling snow or writing steamy sex scenes, Samantha can be found teaching college composition and philosophy to undergraduates who have no idea she leads a double life as an erotica author.
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Release Blitz

Title: The Necromancer’s Bride
Author: Brianna Hale
Genre: Dark Fantasy Romance
Release Date: October 20, 2018
When I was a child he brought me back from the brink of death. Since that day I have borne his mark, a black star in the center of my left palm. The villagers say it brands me as evil. I think it means something far worse. It marks me as his.
 
The disease that nearly killed me has returned to the village and children are dying. I’m the only one who dares to climb the mountain and learn his secrets. In exchange I’m to clean his house and help with his strange experiments, but Meremon wants more. He wants me. And it isn’t long before I discover that his demands are as twisted as his experiments.
Warning: This story is a dark fantasy romance with scenes of non-consent and dubious consent. Additionally, Meremon is a necromancer and enjoys unusual things. Some sex scenes might be strange or creepy for some readers.
 
As always with Brianna Hale books, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily ever after. THE NECROMANCER’S BRIDE is a novella of 16,000 words.

There’s nothing Brianna Hale likes more than a large, stern alpha male with a super-protective and caring streak, and when she’s not writing about them she can usually be found with a book, a cocktail, planning her next trip to a beautiful location or attending the theatre. She believes that pink and empowerment aren’t mutually exclusive, and everyday adventures are possible. Brianna lives in London.
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Release Blitz

Title: Labors of a Hero: A Fairytale Fantasy
Author: Billie Dale
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: October 19, 2018
Available on Kindle Unlimited
The only good my parents gave me is my name, Hercules. 
 
I turned zero possibility into firefighting hero.
 
Now life’s pretty simple.
After all, with classic good looks,
I’m one of Farawayville’s most eligible bachelors.
 
But when a sassy little ER nurse enters my life, everything gets a lot more complicated. 
 
My new goal? To get into her heart, and her pants.
 
She challenges me with 12, yes 12, labors to prove I’m worthy of her time.
 
The quest of a lifetime, for one freaking date seems ridiculous.
 
But one look in those eyes, and I’m all in, and hellbent in turning one date into forever.
 
*Inspired by Hercules
 
**Each book in The Fairytale Fantasy Series is a stand alone romantic comedy with slap stick humor and holy moly craziness.
 
 

 

Not knowing if I’d ever see her, hold her, touch her or hear her sexy voice pass through those plump pink lips again gave me insight to how a future without would be.
While my thoughts have taken me to hell and back, she’s drifted off to sleep, her slow subtle movements lull me into a restless sleep of my own.

 

Through a haze of water, I see her but it’s not her physical form, it’s a reflection of who she is and she’s washing away from me. She sinks into a sea of other lost souls. I dive deeper and further until the water presses on my lungs, it’s painful to hold my breath. My head’s growing light, my body begs for oxygen, but I must reach her. She needs me to get her to safety. On the last thread of my existence, I reach out plucking her misty form from the dark, reeling it into me but it’s too late I’ve withered away in the ocean of death and it’s consumed me too. As my heart pumps its last beat a line in the universe snaps sending my pulse soaring once again while my body shines with a golden light. I push, kicking my way to the top with her clutched in my arms busting through the wet surface. 

 

 

A searing pain in my heart snaps me awake, drenched in sweat to realize it was a dream, she’s still with me.
The feel of your soul finding its match, knowing you can but don’t want to take another lung full of air in a world where this person isn’t in your everyday fills my insides. Call me a pussy, take away my man-card, I don’t care. For all my brains, brawn and manliness I would offer my essence straight to Hades himself to devote the rest of my days to this woman.

 

 

Billie Dale lives in no-where middle earth. Lost in a small village in the Midwest with four kids, three animals and an amazing, word inspiring book boyfriend worthy husband.


A blogger by nature and a writer because she got tired of arguing with the voices in her head. She loves and lives the words on the page, whether writing them or reading them her life is consumed by the worlds her head creates.

Her greatest wish is that readers will fall in love with her words as much as she loves writing them and as much as she loves reading others. She loves to create new worlds to explore and loves to write words that will take root in you soul.

Paranormal, New Adult, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary — there is not one box she fits in. She’s a rebel in the author world who writes what her head tells her even it jumps from genre to genre.

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