🏳️‍🌈Release Tour/Excerpt

Title: Broken Promises
Series: Sater’s Creek Series #1
Author: Megs Pritchard
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: March 25, 2019

 

Andrew Buchanan had been keeping a secret, one he kept from his family until he was on his deathbed. Now the responsibility of telling his other family that he’d gone was left to Nick. So Nick traveled to America, unsure of what to expect but hopeful for the future. Enter his half-brother Chase, who was so angry and filled with hatred he wanted nothing to do with Nick and left him in no doubt of his feelings on the matter. 

 

The only ray of sunshine was Chase’s closet friend, Brad. Nick was instantly drawn to him, but given how things were with Chase he was firmly on the ‘don’t touch’ list. Brad was hooked the moment he saw Nick but had to put those feelings aside to try and help him win over his new family.
Spending time with Nick, only made Brad want him more, a feeling he was sure Nick returned. However, he couldn’t give in to the temptation because he knew it would ruin his friendship with Chase.
Their attraction, however, couldn’t be denied and one day the inevitable happened, Nick and Brad crossed a line they both swore they wouldn’t. Could their relationship survive, or would distance and loyalties pull them apart?

 

The wind buffeted the car, rocking it gently and causing the trees lining the driveway to sway. Nick sat, feeling the car rock, and sighed. He leaned his elbow on the window and rested his chin in his hand, seeing but not. His mind was elsewhere.

 

He sat, staring at the house. A beautiful, sprawling, ranch-style home, painted a pale yellow with white trim. He’d parked further down the driveway than necessary so he could check the place out. A winding path led from the driveway to the front door, with flowerbeds along it. Trees lined the land around the house and the attached two-car garage. It looked warm and inviting, yet Nick struggled to leave the safety of the car.

 

It had taken him thirty minutes to get here from his hotel. A drive fraught with nerves, but he’d made it. He’d liked the area too. Sater’s Creek was a nice place to live, and under different circumstances, he would love to come again, but that all depended on what happened next.

 

 

He’d been sitting there for ten minutes, trying to find the courage to open the car door and get out. Ten minutes trying to pluck up the courage to approach the house and knock on the door. To introduce himself to the occupants within. He couldn’t find the words, they eluded him, but he needed to if he were to do what he’d said he would.

 

 

He’d made a promise, given his word, but now that he was here, he wasn’t sure if he could follow through. Broken promises, words whispered, then scattered in the breeze. They had led him here to this place. A place he hadn’t known existed mere weeks ago. A place none of them had known about.

 

 

It should be him and his brother facing this together, but his sister-in-law was due to give birth to their first child any day now, and Danny couldn’t leave, not that Nick would have wanted him to. Danny needed to be with his wife.

 

 

And so he sat, staring at a house that held a future he knew nothing about. A future with people he didn’t know. People he should have known for almost all his life but was now about to meet for the first time. Nick tried to see it from their point of view but sadly failed.

 

 

Everything was different now, his plans altered. He’d suffered recently. The last six months had been difficult to overcome, difficult to comprehend what he’d experienced and how he had dealt with it. The devastating loss and the utter loneliness that followed. Even though his brother had been with him, the pain shared, he was still alone.

 

 

And now he was here, following the words whispered in the quietness of that room.

 

 

He dropped his head into his hands, closing his eyes. He was tired, bone-tired. His shoulders slumped with the weight they carried. The suffering, the pain, the loss. He wasn’t sure if he could ever walk upright again.

 

 

Breathing deeply, Nick lifted his head and blinked his eyes, staring out of the car window. Looking at the house, he knew he couldn’t stay in the car. He’d given his word, and he intended to keep it.

 

 

He opened the door and stood, slamming it shut behind him. He took a breath in, holding it, and closed his eyes. The wind moved over and through him. Cleansing him, or so it felt, but Nick didn’t know if he would ever truly feel clean again. That smell, one he’d smelled for months followed him everywhere, even here, thousands of miles away.

 

 

Releasing his breath, Nick walked towards the front door, wiping his suddenly clammy hands on his jeans. His heart hammered in his chest, so fast and loud, he was sure everyone around him would hear it. The safety of the car behind called him, and Nick fought the urge to stop, turn around, and walk away, but deep down, he knew he couldn’t, and so he continued, putting one foot in front of the other.

 

 

When he reached the door, he paused, staring at the yellow door. He had to do this. He’d made a promise, and he wouldn’t break it. Swallowing, he lifted his hand, staring at his clenched fist, and lowered it to his side. The door looked clean, pure. Nick didn’t know if he should soil it.

 

 

He leaned forward, resting his head on it, closing his eyes. His heart threatened to burst free from his chest, and his hands went clammy once again. He swallowed hard, opened his eyes and knocked on the door before he could stop himself. He’d come too far to turn away.

 

 

Pushing away from the door, Nick waited for someone to answer, breathing in through his nose and out his mouth, trying to calm his racing heart, his turbulent stomach. He didn’t have to wait long.

 

 

The door opened, and a man stood there, frowning. Older than Nick but not by much.

 

 

“Hello. Can I help you?”

 

 

Nick swallowed and cleared his throat. “Chase? Chase Buchanan? Son of Andrew Buchanan?”

 

 

The frown deepened as the man looked Nick over. “Who’s asking?”

 

 

Nick swallowed again and took a deep breath before answering, “My name’s Nick, and I’m your brother.”

 

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Megs Pritchard lives in England and is a mother to two small boys who drive her crazy! When she isn’t working or being mummy, tearing her hair out or drowning her sorrows in alcohol, she is busy writing about complex characters that know the harsh realities of life but want a HEA.

 

Megs writes both contemporary and paranormal romance and is working on two new series for 2019: a paranormal shifter series, Salutem, and a contemp series, Sater’s creek. She might also be dipping her big fat toe into the m/f paranormal too!
Growing up in a military family, Megs has travelled Europe and has a great deal of respect and gratitude for all the men and women who have and who still serve. Her dream job was to be a Bomb Disposal Expert and even had her own ‘kit’ when she was younger, which her dad took away from her one day because he didn’t like tripping over the floss she was using as her trip wire. She thought it was a good idea. He may have also taken away her cricket bat too which she was using for Self-defence!

 

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Release Blitz/Giveaway/Excerpt

Title: Made in London: A Forbidden Romance
Author: Stella Andrews
Genre: Steamy Contemporary/New Adult Romance
Release Date: March 24, 2019
Dark, dangerous and desirable. 
He was forbidden, I was vulnerable.
He pursued me, I resisted.
When I came to London, It wasn’t to find him.
A man who shrugged on a life of crime like a well-worn jacket.
A man who made my principles desert me in a heartbeat.
A man who invokes fear, desperation and longing with just one flash of his deadly eyes.
A protector, a destroyer and a man with no mercy.
The one man I want and can’t have.
My Stepbrother.
Max
They say you always want what you can’t have.
That’s never applied to me…. until now.
One taste it all I want but it will never be enough.
Warned off and threatened with my life and if I had any sense I’d back off – but I can’t.
You know what?
I don’t follow rules, I break them.
And I’m going to break them over and over again when I claim her soul to burn in Hell alongside mine.
This is forbidden, dangerous and catastrophic love and I’m about to start a war.

Release Blitz/Giveaway/Excerpt

Title: The Five
Author: Lily White
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: March 20, 2019

Every man who meets Rainey wants her. Having lived a life of sex, drugs and manipulation, she is a temptation with far too many secrets.When psychologist, Justin Redding, is assigned to Rainey’s case, he has no way of knowing the tale of debauchery he will encounter.

On a twisted path of love, loss and murder, Rainey leads Justin through the events of her life.

Death follows Rainey…

Justin fights to discover her secrets…

But will he discover the secret of THE FIVE in time to resist Rainey’s ultimate seduction?


“This book deals with sensitive subject matter that may be upsetting to some readers.”

 

 

“No, Rainey. Let me look at you. I love looking at you. Even when I close my eyes, all I see is you.”

 

I dropped my arms, my legs trembling. This was Rowan, the sweet, kindhearted boy I loved. Yet, in that moment I feared him. The adrenaline was wearing off and I was suddenly so cold.

 

His lips parted as he stared at me, those blue eyes I knew so well slowly taking in my body as heat blazed behind them. He’d grown so large, twice my size at least, and it had never occurred to me how strong he was until now. Nobody would pick on him anymore. Not without getting their asses handed to them in a fight.

 

“Can I touch you, Rainey?” His eyes lifted to mine. “Is that all right? For me to touch you?”

 

“Always,” I whispered, unable to put any strength in my voice. “You can always touch me.”

 

He stepped forward and I stepped back out of instinct. He would never hurt me. Not Rowan. But what I saw in him now was the predator that had always lingered just beneath the surface. He wasn’t a monster like his family or David. Not him. He was something else entirely.

 

Pain shot through his eyes when I moved, his hands fisting at his sides. “Do I scare you now?”

 

Shaking my head, I forced my mouth to move. “No. It’s just -“

 

“Just what?”

 

“You’re different, Rowan. A man, I guess. You’ve grown.”

 

Blue eyes held mine, the darkness in them seeping away, but not entirely. His lips pulled into a tight smile. “You need a man. I’ve become exactly what you need. For you, Rainey. Not anybody else. Just for you.”

 

I drew in a rattling breath. “Touch me.”

 

Rowan moved forward and I held my ground, craning my neck to look up at him. He was shaking, his skin so cold that I knew I had to fix him somehow. “Rowan?”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Will you kiss me?”

 

Lily White is a romance writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series, Target This, Wishing Well, and Asylum. In addition to dark romance Lily writes contemporary romance, taboo romance, and psychological thrillers. Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.

 

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Promo Tour/Giveaway/Excerpt

Title: Texas Summer
Author: Leslie Hachtel
Genre: Contemporary Romance Suspense
Release Date: February 19, 2019
What if your car broke down on a deserted highway in the middle of Texas? Would you think it was fate and that it would change your life?
 
When Wylie Nichols walked toward the nearest town, his future was forever altered. The problem when you’re a stranger in a small town is you never know what you might discover. In this particular place, there is murder, greed, lust.
 
But waiting is earthy, sexy, enigmatic Kennedy. With a convoluted family history and the power to make his dreams come true. 
 
 
“Morning, ma’am.”

“Uh-huh.”

“I wonder if you could tell me how close I am to the nearest town.” He was struck by the directness of her look.

She pointed up the road. “That way, about a quarter of a mile. Snakewater.” Her hand shook a little as she pointed. He couldn’t help but notice. He was surprised; this didn’t seem to be the kind of girl that let someone upset her equilibrium.

“Good. Thanks.”

“Ain’t no work.”

He wondered why she would say that. “That’s fine. Not looking for any. My car broke down about a mile up the road.” He reached out his hand. “I’m Wylie Nichols.”

She looked at his hand, but didn’t make any effort to shake it. He felt self-conscious and dropped it back to his side. She looked him up and down, as if assessing him.

“Kennedy.”

“Beg pardon.”

“Yeah, like the President. My mama was hoping I’d make something of myself.” She shrugged as if the joke had long ago lost its humor.

“Oh. Do you know if there’s a good mechanic in town?”

“I think so. You’ll see his garage once you get there.”

“Well, I’d best be on my way.” Wylie hesitated. “Do you think I might see you again?” He was definitely embarrassed by the hope in his voice.

Kennedy smiled, exuding bravado. “Oh, I think you can count on that.”

Wylie grinned his happiness.

“It’s a real small town.”

His ego shattered.

He angled toward the town. He was still near enough to hear an older woman call out from inside the house. “Who was that, Kennedy?”

“Oh, just a man selling tickets, Mama.”

“Tickets?”

“Yeah. E’ tickets.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Like at Disneyland—and they’re the very best rides.”

Wylie’s ego reasserted itself, whole once again.
Leslie Hachtel was born in Ohio, raised in New York and has been a gypsy most of her adult life. Her various jobs, including licensed veterinary technician, caterer, horseback riding instructor for the disabled and advertising media buyer have given her a wealth of experiences.

 

 
However, it has been writing that has consistently been her passion. She sold an episode of a TV show, had a screenplay optioned and has so far produced eleven novels, including eight historicals and three romantic suspense. Leslie lives in Florida with a fabulously supportive engineer husband and her writing buddy, Jakita, a terrier.
 

 

 
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Cover Reveal/Pre-Order/Giveaway/Excerpt

Title: Going Deep
Author: Nikki Ash 
Genre: Enemies to Lovers Romance
Release Date: April 6, 2019
Cover Design: Juliana Cabrera
Cover Image: Sara Eirew Photography

Going deep: In football it means running down the field for a long pass. You’re serious. Committed. Unstoppable. As a wide receiver, it’s a term I’m all too familiar with. It’s who I am, at least when it comes to my career.
 
For the past decade, football has been the only thing I’ve allowed myself to commit to. That is until a beautiful, blue-eyed temptress steps into my limo to escort me to a charity function.
 
She’s strong, independent, and quick witted. Everything I want in a woman. There’s just one problem. She’s not mine for the taking. But that’s not going to stop me from winning her heart.
 
I’m in deep with this woman. I’m running down the field with my arms and heart open, ready for the catch. Now all I need is for her to throw the ball.
 

Gently moving her body off mine, I get out of bed and go to the kitchen to start the coffee. While it’s brewing, I hear the sound of feet padding across my wood floor. Giselle appears in the doorway, still wearing my shirt and boxers. Her hair is messy from sleep, her face free of all makeup, and she looks gorgeous as hell. She grants me a shy, nervous smile. I know she wasn’t drunk last night, but my guess is she’s wondering if I regret everything we talked about. Needing her to know I don’t regret anything, I grin back. Her smile widens and then she throws her head back with a laugh, and fuck if it isn’t the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.

“What?” I question.

“We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad,” she says through a fit of giggles, and the melodic sound has me grinning hard.

“An Alice in Wonderland quote?” I ask, even though I already know it is. After she told me to read the book, I googled ‘Alice in Wonderland quotes,’ and came across several. Who knew the author of children’s books could be so poetic?

“Yeah.” She nods with a smile.

I pull a mug down from the cabinet and hand it to her. She goes to take it, but I don’t let go. Instead, I use her grip on it to pull her closer to me. Her body presses against mine, and I tilt my chin down to kiss her. Only she turns her head to the side at the last second and my lips land on her cheek. Without letting go of her, I whisper, “I’m afraid we are mad. But I’ll tell you a secret. All of the best people are.” I have no idea if the quote is from the book or the movie. It’s one of the ones I found when I googled, but I’m sure she’ll tell me.

Giselle backs up, and shaking her head with a large grin splayed upon her face, says, “That’s from the movie, and I’m pretty sure, you didn’t even say it right. Read. The. Book.” Then, plucking the mug out of my hand, she goes about making her coffee.

I study her as she flits around my kitchen like she belongs here. She grabs the milk and sugar from the fridge and adds them both to her coffee. Then she turns around and leans against the counter. Her foot pops up against the cabinet, exposing her sexy thigh. She lifts the hot coffee to her lips and blows on it. Her eyes come up slowly, and she peers up at me through her thick lashes.

“Thank you for last night,” she says softly. “It felt really good to be able to talk to someone about everything. Thank you for not judging me.” 


© Nikki Ash

Author Nikki Ash

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Title: All the Lonely Hearts: Poetry Inspired by Music
Author: Ella Rye
Genre: Free Verse Poetry, Poetry
Release Date: April 9, 2019
Cover Design: By Hang Le
Poetry
Has given me a reason
To breathe
A reason to be
Inspiration
It comes in many forms. One of those can be music. Be it the melody, or the story it’s trying to tell.
All the Lonely Hearts is an exploration of inspiration. Be it the melody, the story, or even a word. Ella Rye brings these two worlds crashing together. Each poem is inspired by a song.
All the Lonely Hearts is a collection of Free Verse Poetry.

A Reason to Be 
Poetry has always been my therapy
When I’m overwhelmed and frustrated
I take my pen
I bleed out my thoughts
Sometimes I feel like I’ve had enough
But when does it end?
I’m torn
I’m broken
I’ve healed over and over
I sit here on this couch alone
I wish there was someone who could help me
If anyone wanted to really know me
My words give you everything
Day by day
I hold on to something
I can’t give up
They count on me
So many surround me
They don’t see
The years go by
I’m stuck in uncertainty
I want something more
These words are mine
I can’t deny them
Poetry has given me a reason
To breathe
A reason to be
 
Ella Rye grew up in small-town California. She grew up loving words. An avid reader from a young age. During her teen years, she developed a love for poetry and began writing. The words flowed out of her naturally, never even really knowing the type of poetry she was writing. Over the years, poetry helped her throughout her life. It was therapeutic, and now she hopes that her poetry can help those who are going or have gone through the same things. Love and heartbreak have always been a major theme. 
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Book Tour/Excerpt

Title: Murphy
Series: Satan’s Fury MC – Memphis Chapter
Author: L. Wilder
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: March 5, 2019

“Once again L. Wilder takes readers on a wild ride to true love with Murphy, a great addition to her Satan Fury’s MC series!” -Jenerated Reviews


“I fell in love with Murphy and Riley. They had a slow steady burning love. They had electric chemistry and I admit I reread the cell phone call scene more than a few times. Riley is my girl and I think L Wilder wrote her perfectly.” ~Cate Suzanne at Fiction Beer and Cupcakes


“L. Wilder definitely delivers in this edge-of-your-seat story. It was filled with heart pounding action, twists and turns that will keep you guessing and undeniable chemistry that will leave you breathless.” -Book Club Gone Wrong

Murphy’s Law- Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.
As Satan’s Fury’s sergeant-at-arms, it was my job to stay one step ahead. It was up to me to make sure the club was ready when things went awry. I had to anticipate our enemies’ every move and plan accordingly. I couldn’t let Murphy’s Law bite me in the ass, so I created a set of rules to follow.
• The club comes first.
• Always have your brother’s back.
• Don’t make promises you can’t keep.

 

• Don’t buy into other people’s bullshit.

 

• Never let your emotions rule you.
I thought they’d prepare me for anything, but I was wrong. Nothing could’ve prepared me for Riley Nichols—the farmer’s daughter with coal-black eyes and a fiery tongue. She took me by surprise, mesmerizing me with her strength and tempting me with her innocence.
I wanted to make her mine, but having her meant breaking my rules—every last one of them.

“Lee,” my father warned. “Go inside. I’ll be there in a minute.”

Being as snarky as possible, I smiled and said, “I’d be happy to show them around for you. I’m sure they’d love to see the stables and check out the horses, or are they here for some other reason?”

I knew I was walking on thin ice. These men were most likely dangerous, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself. It was like I’d been possessed by a crazy person, and she was determined to ruin whatever business they had together. I probably would’ve kept at it if one of the bikers hadn’t taken it upon himself to get involved. As soon as he stepped forward, I realized he was the man from the bar, and it was all I could do to keep my wits about me. With his leather jacket and ass-hugging jeans, he had a rugged look about him, but that didn’t make him any less attractive. In fact, just like the night before, I found it sexy as hell. My interest in him took me by complete surprise. He and his buddies were more than likely criminals, doing God-knows-what to God-knows-who. I knew I had no business finding him or anyone like him appealing, but I couldn’t seem to help myself. I was trying to pull myself together when he removed his sunglasses and his blue eyes locked on mine. Damn, I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think. I was a complete mess. Thankfully, the spell was broken as soon as he opened his mouth. 

“Hey, Lee. Why don’t you do us all a favor and just go inside like your father said?”

I was equally hurt and appalled by his unwarranted suggestion, and while I would’ve loved to tell him where to stick it, I wasn’t stupid. I knew I was up against a grizzly bear of a man. Choosing to play it safe, I replied, “I was just trying to be helpful.”

“I think we both know that isn’t true.” The look on his face left me as breathless as it did enraged. Damn. I had no idea why he got to me the way he did. His voice was low and menacing as he growled, “Now, if you don’t mind … we have business to discuss.”

Again, I had to fight the urge to snap back at him. Trying to play it cool, I took off my baseball cap and ran my fingers through my hair. With sarcasm dripping off of every word, I gave him a forced smile and replied, “Certainly. I wouldn’t want to interrupt.”

When I started for the barn, my father shouted, “Where are you going?”

I removed my sunglasses and turned towards him. “I’m taking Anna Belle for a ride. I’ll be back in a few hours.” 

“Are you going alone?”

“Yep.” I continued forward, and when I strolled by the biker, I gave him a disapproving scowl. “It was a real pleasure.”
  

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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