Pre-Order Blitz: Tarnished Crowns Trilogy by Annie Dyer

Tarnished Crowns Trilogy

Author: Annie Dyer

Genre: Romantic Suspense

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Lovers. Liars. Traitors. Thieves.

We would become all of these.

Tarnished Crowns is a hot AF MMF romance with a HEA at the VERY end. It’s complex, layered and gripping. It will make you cry, moan and stay up way too late!

It’s set between Scotland, England and other European countries against a contemporary backdrop, but with an alternate political landscape where Scotland is independent of England and has its own monarchy.

There’s murder. There’s jealously. There are games. 

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Releasing January 24, 2020

Lovers. Liars. Traitors. Thieves.

We would become all of these.

The first time I meet Isaac, I’m on my knees in front of another man.

The second time, I discover I’m a pawn in our countries’ wager for peace.

A promised princess.

The sister to the heir to a tarnished crown.

A pretty chandelier, born to sparkle, distract.

My country is at war, just like my heart.

Two men. Three sides.

No happy endings.. 

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GRENADE

Releasing February 14, 2020

I'm their lover. Their grenade. And grenades explode.

Outside, a quiet war wages between two fractured countries.

Inside, I have been blasted by my own explosion.
Torn into pieces.

I am a protector - for her.

A lover - to both.

A traitor - to all.

We have all been on our knees at the feet of someone else.

We have all spent nights escaping in our shared beds.

We all want to wear this tarnished crown.

Blair. Isaac.

And me.

The grenade.

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EMERALDS

Releasing March 6, 2020

A coronation with a tarnished crown. Worn by who?

I have stolen hearts that weren’t mine to take. Betrayed my country for the sake of another night in my lovers’ bed. Lied to the people I said I loved.

All for the tarnished crown of an empire than can no longer exist.

The first time I saw Blair I forgot what I was meant to be.

The last time I saw Ben, I remembered.

I am the kingmaker.

The fixer.

The healer.

I am the one who can end this.

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Annie lives in the north of England, not too far from the amazing city of Manchester. She is owned by several cats and many hens, narrowly avoiding being a mad cat woman by enslaving a very understanding husband. She's an avid reader of many genres and if she's not writing a book, she's usually reading one!

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Cover Reveal: The Lying Season by K.A. Linde

Release Date: February 4

A new second chance standalone office romance from USA Today bestselling author K.A. Linde…

Walking away from Sam Rutherford was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. 

It's been five years since that day, and I've given up on looking for love. My focus is on my career. And it's paid off--I'm successfully managing the reelection for the mayor of New York City.

Then Sam walks into my office as the new legal counsel. Which means I have to see him every single day from now until November. We vow to remain professional, but it's a small office. The sly glances and his blistering charm are unavoidable.

It all feels so familiar. Too comfortable. After what happened the first time... I should know better. 

If I'm not careful, he'll break my heart all over again.

And I don't know if I can survive Sam a second time.

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K.A. Linde is the USA Today bestselling author of the Avoiding Series, Wrights, and more than thirty other novels. She has a Masters degree in political science from the University of Georgia, was the head campaign worker for the 2012 presidential campaign at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, and served as the head coach of the Duke University dance team. She loves reading fantasy novels, binge-watching Supernatural, traveling, and dancing in her spare time.

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Pre-Order Blitz: Cloud Storm by Susana Mohel

Susana Mohel's CLOUDSTORM is coming in less than three weeks! Pre-order this enemies to lovers contemporary romance today!

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Everyone has a nemesis. He became mine.

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Pre-Order Blitz: Million Miles Away by Alice Bane

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Million Miles Away by Alice Bane is releasing October 5th! Preorder today!!

 

  BOOK BLURB   I won’t bore you with details about the mysterious medical issues I’ve had over the last year;   the sudden severe allergies to food and medication, the sleep paralysis. All I’ll tell you is that they turned my life upside down.   But I’m a rational person.   Naturally, I assumed that my mind was playing tricks on me when I saw the strange figures standing over me.   But it felt so freakishly real;   especially one face in particular that always stayed with me long after I woke up.   Something about him always drew me in and I knew he was different. He made me feel different.   All my life, romance has felt like something that was reserved for everyone but me. I’d accepted that the only love in my life would be experienced through my artwork.   Now I’m questioning everything I know about myself, about reality, and especially about love.   Add to your Goodreads TBR: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/47486080-million-miles-away  

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EXCERPT from Chapter 1   The girls would always tease me about how put together my life was. Sure, it looked good on paper; top-rated artist in my department, an amazing house which I always kept immaculate, and when I wasn’t working, I was at the gym. They seemed to think that I had a perfect life. They had no idea how much I envied them. They both had incredible relationships with gorgeous men who doted on them endlessly. They were always commenting on how jealous they were of my body, but they also never missed a chance to eat delicious foods that I couldn’t so much as smell without getting sick. They didn’t realize that my house was always clean because it was empty and sterile; just like the rest of my life.   I didn’t even have a pet. Ever since little Ivan died, I accepted that I wasn’t pet owner material. If I couldn’t keep a goldfish alive, what chance did I have with a more complex and emotionally dependent animal? Besides, with my work schedule, it would be cruel to even try.   “Before we get started with what we’ve got on today, I need to ask you guys a really important favor,” Abiola said, circling the desk to take both mine and Laura’s hands in hers. “The two of you have been such a huge part of my life. You’ve been there for me through all my family drama and I couldn’t love you more if you were my flesh and blood sisters.”   “Abi,” Laura pushed out her bottom lip. “That’s the sweetest thing you could possibly say.”   “Well, I would be so honored if the two of you would be my bridesmaids this spring. Please say yes!”   The three of us all wrapped our arms around each other in a sickeningly sweet display of female solidarity. I forced a smile and swallowed the lump in my throat as I imagined walking down the aisle on the arm of some random groomsman who had a wife or girlfriend somewhere in the church. This would be the second time I was a bridesmaid at someone’s wedding. The old saying ‘three times a bridesmaid, never a bride’ rang out in my mind.   “I would love to be a bridesmaid at your wedding,” Laura crooned.   I mustered the minimal amount of excitement I could get away with for the situation and said, “Me too. I love you, woman,” then patted Abiola on the back.   Abiola nodded and wiped at eyeliner from beneath her watering eyes. She was an old soul with a soft heart. She spent her weekends volunteering at a children’s group home. That was where she met her fiancé Trevor, and they bonded over their dysfunctional family situations. They would probably adopt a bunch of foster kids right after their wedding and live happily ever after. She deserved that; it was all she ever wanted.   “Okay ladies,” Abiola clapped her hands. “Today we’re looking for something we can use for the promotion of the OSA campus, which will be opening next year in Portland, Oregon. Boss says our primary focus is to attract engineering and architectural students for the Lunar-retreat that’s in the works.”   “So, where do we start?” Laura said, looking right at me.   “I am going to need to work up some concept drawings for the Lunar Resort. Also, if you could give me the clearest photos of the most beautiful views the Lunar Surface has to offer, that would be cool to show exactly what the students should be aspiring to be a part of. I want to see some dramatic landscapes with visible craters, maybe some rock formations. Anything to pull people in.”   “I’m on it,” Laura nodded and sat down at her touch responsive computer.   “I’ll go to engineering to get permission to use blueprints of the resort that you can use to make the concept drawings,” Abiola said, then turned and headed towards the elevator. It was an exciting project. I used to fantasize that by the time I was ready to retire, I would be able to cash in on all the vacation time I had accrued and maybe even spend a few of my golden years at that resort. The thought of waking up in the morning and looking out the window to see the Earth just as we see the moon from down here always gave me a sense of calm. Four hours later, all final decisions had been made on what I wanted to use on the project. Right on cue, my trusty assistants started complaining that they were starving to death.   “If I don’t get some corned beef nachos in me in the next ten minutes, I might actually die,”   Laura said and stood up dramatically from her desk.   “I want waffles and bacon,” Abiola rubbed her belly.   I sighed at the memory of bacon; I would probably just have some raw vegetables and berries. I was still looking at my screen and inspecting one of the photos, trying to decide on how I would alter the image to bring it to life. My eyes burned. I clenched them shut and rubbed them, forcing them to rest. Eye strain was the enemy and this day was proving to be particularly difficult since I had hardly slept the night before. I couldn’t shake my anxiety about today’s social gathering after work. Stress and lack of sleep usually meant a big fat migraine, which was the last thing I needed at Laura’s party.   “I’m going to head to the chill room. I need a nap more than anything.”   “You better be rested for tonight’s festivities,” Laura wagged her finger at me.   “I’ll bring my party face, I promise,” I said. I stood up but couldn’t stop the oncoming yawn. “The fatigue is killing me.”   “Yeah, no coffee or sugar in your morning will do that to you,” Abiola said with a shake of her head. “I don’t know how you do it.”   “Well, it’s easy since a cup of coffee could put me in the hospital again, I guess.”   “Jesus,” Abiola pressed her fist to her mouth. “I didn’t mean to…”   “It’s fine, Abi,” I assured her. “I just need to get a little rest.”   The two girls headed down to the food court while I made my way to the sleeping pods. White, plush, and stacked like a honeycomb, they were an inviting image that screamed comfort. I smiled and breathed a sigh of relief to find my favorite lower level pod was unoccupied. Turning on the sound system, I selected a playlist I knew I could sleep through. Sometimes I would choose guided meditation tracks or audiobooks. Today’s selection was soft cello. Something about the deep tones helped me unwind no matter what was on my mind. I settled in, turning on the heated cushions and closing my eyes.   I practiced the deep breathing exercises the doctor had taught me as I pictured myself floating through a dark endless sky toward the moon’s surface. The pictures I had looked at for over four hours served to be the subject of my meditation. I inhaled deeply, focusing on relaxing my arms and legs. Exhaling, I imagined moving further out into space. In… and out…   As soon as sleep found me, I was swept up in a flurry of blinding light. My stomach turned as the light began strobing violently, causing me to feel disoriented. My body tensed as I realized it had been several weeks since I’d had an episode. Right on schedule, it hit me like a ton of bricks.   Oh no, no, no, no… I can’t deal with this right now, not at work!   I struggled to wake myself, I couldn’t move. The cold sensation of a smooth metallic surface beneath me was confusing. I felt my fingertips twitch as I tried desperately to flail any and all limbs that might respond to my will, but my body remained where it was. I strained to sit up or scream, but I couldn’t even open my mouth. I was trapped, overwhelmed by the weight of my chest collapsing in on itself. If I didn’t put every ounce of will I possessed into sucking air through my nostrils, I had a very real fear that my body would simply shut down, leaving my body as a cold stiff corpse which might be found hours later in my cozy little pod. Filling my lungs with intention, I gasped for air, breath after panicked breath, hoping someone would notice and wake me.   The strobing intensified for what felt like several minutes and when it finally stopped, there remained a constant blinding light that made my eyes water. Tears streamed from the outer corners of my eyes into my ears.   “Help… me…” I managed to whisper to no one in particular.   From the edge of my vision, a blurry figure leaned over me.   “Please,” I sobbed, trying to turn my head to get a better look at who it was, but I couldn’t.   My chest burned as my heart pounded out of control. I tried to calm myself by reciting the scientific facts about what I knew was happening.   During REM sleep, your muscles are essentially turned off to keep you from sleepwalking. When a person wakes up during REM, they are fully conscious but completely paralyzed. Usually, physical stimulation from someone rubbing or shaking them will pull the victim out of the purgatorial state. Unfortunately, living alone means I have no one to rescue me during these episodes, which can sometimes last for hours.   “Just close your eyes. Everything will be okay,” a distorted voice spoke through the fog of my half-conscious state.   Maybe my brain is morphing the cello music into a voice. Sleep paralysis is often accompanied by waking dreams or hallucinations, after all.   I thought I could force myself to come out of it but, instead, I moved even deeper into unconsciousness. It wasn’t like falling, but more like being underwater and sinking slowly. I struggled against what felt like a chemically induced calm. I tried again to force myself awake but couldn’t. The darkness swallowed me up and I finally surrendered to it.   To my surprise, I suddenly found myself vividly aware of two things; one, the fact that I was breathing without much effort, and two, I was no longer in my cushioned sleeping pod, but rather stretched out flat on my back on a cold metal surface. All efforts to move just made me realize that what I was experiencing was very different from the sleep paralysis I was familiar with. I could move my fingers and flex my wrists and feet. There were actual physical restraints fastened around my wrists, neck, forehead, and ankles that were preventing me from moving. Blinking hard, I strained to look around at my surroundings. The entire room was reflective as if every surface and object was made from surgical steel. It was shockingly cold, almost like the inside of a walk-in refrigerator. I grunted, twisting my wrists in hopes that I could slip out the straps.   There was a continuous hum that was so low I didn’t hear it so much as felt it vibrating through my entire body. There was a spherical light that seemed to be floating in the air a few feet over me. The ceiling was high above that and almost too dark for me to make out anything but the vague shape of what might have been a reflection of myself and the rest of the room around me. I strained to see past the light so I could study what else I could make out in the reflective ceiling. My heart pounded in my ears as my attention was drawn to a distorted human shape in the darkness at my side.   A chill spread through my body as I realized that someone, or something, was quietly watching me struggle but I couldn’t for the life of me work out who, as the silhouette disappeared from my view the moment I noticed it. Even when I turned my eyes as far as I could, the dark corners of the room remained completely obscured. Regardless of the deafening silence and the fact that I couldn’t see anyone, I knew someone was there. VISIT www.alicebanebooks.com/excerpts for the Full Chapter One and an opportunity to read Chapter Two TRAILER   https://youtu.be/_peaaHUpBy4     TEASERS    

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Cover Reveal: Hitching the Cowboy by Kennedy Fox

Wedding bells are the last thing on twenty-two year old Riley Bishop’s mind, but that’s exactly what he hears after waking up in Vegas next to a woman he just met—his new wife.
He never saw her coming, but she might be worth the risk.

Zoey Mitchell is high on life, free spirited, and adventurous. However, learning she married a rowdy cowboy after a night of partying is not what she expected—even for her.
She’s risking it all, gambling with her heart.

Deciding to give their instant marriage a chance, Zoey moves from her big city life to a small town Texas ranch. She has to know if their connection is based on more than just a wild one-night stand before announcing to her family that she got hitched.

One moment changes everything—for better or worse—and a secret could destroy them both.


**This is a full-length stand-alone novel in the Circle B Ranch series and a spin-off from the Bishop Brothers series. You don’t need to read any of the other books beforehand to enjoy this one!**

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Brooke Cumberland and Lyra Parish are a duo of romance authors who teamed up under the USA Today pseudonym, Kennedy Fox. They share a love of Hallmark movies & overpriced coffee. When they aren’t bonding over romantic comedies, they like to brainstorm new book ideas. One day, they decided to collaborate under a pseudonym and have some fun creating new characters that’ll make you blush and your heart melt. If you enjoy romance stories with sexy, tattooed alpha males and smart, quirky, independent women, then a Kennedy Fox book is for you! They’re looking forward to bringing you many more stories to fall in love with!

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Cover Reveal: Ghosts Like it Hot by Erin McCarthy

The next book in Erin McCarthy's hilarious cozy mystery Murder By Design series is coming November 18th - see the cover below and preorder your copy of GHOSTS LIKE IT HOT today!

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Bailey Burke, reluctant spiritual medium, escapes the frozen Cleveland winter with her boyfriend, Detective Marner.

But in a city like Key West, murder and ghosts don’t take a vacation…

Book 6 in the Murder By Design series continues with Bailey’s hilarious adventures in mystery solving!

 

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USA Today and New York Times Bestselling author Erin McCarthy first published in 2002 and has since written over sixty novels and novellas in teen fiction, new adult romance, paranormal, and contemporary romance. Erin is a RITA finalist and an ALA Reluctant Young Reader award recipient, and is both traditionally and indie published. When she’s not writing she can be found sipping martinis in high heels or eating ice cream in fleece pajamas depending on the day, and herding her animals, kids, and amazing renovation-addicted husband.

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Cover Reveal: This is Crazy by Natasha Madison

From the best selling series, Something So comes the spin-off This is...

Zara Stone

All my life, I’ve said I will never date a hockey player. I know better because I’ve seen and lived it all. My father is a hockey god, my brother is the captain of the most successful NHL team in the world, and my brother-in-law also plays in the league. Their lives are complicated, so I went in the opposite direction.

I fell in love with a scholar. But instead of proposing marriage, he broke up with me.

Three months later, I saw his engagement picture on Instagram. I couldn’t let him get away with that. No, it didn’t matter what, I was going to make that man see that I did not need him.

Evan Richards

I was in the running to pass my point record from last year, ready to claim the number one spot in the league. On top of my game, I was riding my career high wave.

Then, Hockey’s Princess, Zara Stone tweeted me. She wanted me to crash her ex’s wedding.

The worst that could happen? A PR nightmare. The best? A fun night with a beautiful woman.

It started out as a game—something I’m good at. Her crazy idea twisted into something I wasn’t looking for, something neither of us wanted.

When push comes to shove, one thing runs through my mind:

This is Crazy. Also, this is crazy right.

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Cover Reveal Into Temptation by Elle Keating

Today we have the gorgeous cover reveal of Elle Keating’s Into Temptation! Check it out and be sure to preorder your copy today!

Title: INTO TEMPTATION

Author: Elle Keating

Genre: Paranormal romance

Release Date: June 3^rd

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Twenty-eight-year-old Lilly Rains would settle for - no, embrace - the idea of Purgatory as atonement for her sins. The newly assigned parish priest has conjured less than righteous thoughts, forcing Lilly to question her sanity for being attracted to a man of the cloth and more importantly, whether she can perform her job as the principal of St. Robert’s Catholic School.   But the handsome and mysterious priest is not what he seems. He has been sent to retrieve Lilly’s wavering soul, preying on a faith that has been rattled by her past. But where there is darkness, there must also be light and God has decided it is time to intervene. A Guardian has been assigned to protect Lilly from the evil surrounding her. However, when the priest and the Guardian begin to pursue her for their own purposes, Lilly is left with an impossible decision.   Will she choose the forbidden man she loves or the Guardian who will be eternally devoted to her?  

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“Please let me walk you home.” “It’s just two blocks,” she said. His hand fell away from the small of her back. “Humor me?” he asked. Lilly rolled her eyes and smiled, “Fine.” They started to walk toward her home when he again wondered who this Ray was. Why it had looked as if Lilly had wanted to knee Ray in the groin at the pub. They were a half block in when his curiosity got the better of him. “Is Ray your ex-boyfriend?” “Absolutely not. Obnoxious men who can’t take no for an answer have never been a turn-on. Ray is not my type.” “What is your type?” he asked. She pursed her lips and hesitated. Me. I’m what you want. “You know, I’m not sure. I guess I haven’t found it yet. But that’s my fault. I probably should start dating.” “Start dating?” he asked. Her choice of words captivated him. They crossed the street, bringing them to her block. He didn’t want this conversation to end. “Um… yeah,” she said, sheepishly. She looked away and focused on the gravel beneath her feet. A thousand questions swirled through his head. “You must miss the companionship, the intimacy a relationship can bring.” “Well, it helps when you don’t know what you’re missing.” Stunned, he peered over at her. She did the same thing she had done in the bar when she realized that she had misspoken. She closed her eyes and shook her head. “I can’t believe I just said that.” “Are you telling me that you’ve never been…” She stopped abruptly and turned toward him. “Yes.” Her fists were clenched at her sides. She looked mortified and pissed off at the same time. “This has been an enlightening night for you. In just under an hour, you have learned that your principal doesn’t attend Mass, which according to my contract is grounds for dismissal. And now, you’ve had the unfortunate experience of witnessing a twenty-eight-year-old admit she’s still a virgin.” Something primal within awakened. Her subtle mannerisms, the way she bit her lip and twirled her hair around her fingers were enough to make his cock twitch. But now, knowing that she had never been with a man was enough to make him want to claim her right there on the sidewalk. “I believe I never was given the opportunity to answer your question.” She crossed her arms over her breasts and started walking toward her house. “What question?” she asked. “You asked me if I thought the priesthood was what I had expected,” he said. “William, don’t do this.” “Do what?” “Attempt to diffuse an embarrassing situation. I’d much rather go home and forget the past hour has ever happened. You know, before I told you that your principal is not a practicing Catholic and has a nonexistent sex life.” She wasn’t trying to be humorous, but he couldn’t help but smile at her. They were nearing her house when he said, “I’m going to answer your question anyway.” He touched her arm and she stopped her brisk pace. “No, the priesthood is not what I had expected. I had anticipated that there would be moments when I would experience loneliness and long for companionship. But I underestimated that all-too-human need for intimacy.” “But… but you’re happy? With the life you’ve chosen?” she asked. Her eyes bore into his and he could feel her searching for something. “Yes. But each day is a struggle.” Her lips parted as if she was going to say something, and then they sealed shut. He wondered what was going through her mind. She no longer appeared embarrassed but intrigued. William was pleased that his admission, though in his mind he had swapped out ‘priesthood’ for the living hell that he was in, had stopped her from wanting to melt into the cracks of the sidewalk. Without thinking, he reached out and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. Her breathing hitched and her lips again parted. God, he wanted to taste her. “And some days are more challenging than others.”

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Elle Keating is the author of romance novels with sexy heroes and fierce females. Her first book, Thrill of the Chase (Dangerous Love, #1), was published by Forever Romance’s digital imprint, Forever Yours, in 2015. Cut to the Chase (Dangerous Love, #2) soon followed. Most recently, Elle self-published Wanting More (Dangerous Love, #3), Back to the Start (Dangerous Love, #4) Feels Like Falling (Dangerous Love, #5) and the standalone novel, Keeping His Commandments. When Elle isn’t torturing her heroes and heroines (don’t worry, there’s always a happily ever after), she is a public school administrator and enjoys spending time with her husband and 3 children in New Jersey. For more on Elle and her books, visit ellekeating.com.

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