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Tuesday, August 4, 2020

RELEASE BLITZ: The Initiation by Elena Monroe

Title: The Initiation

Series: The 4Horsemen #1

Author: Elena Monroe

Genre: Dark New Adult Romance

Release Date: August 4, 2020

Blurb

The seals have been revealed and God’s judgments on the earth is in. The Clave is here to deliver the news.

ABIGAIL

LA wasn’t home… just home for now.

Transplanted here to model I learned Hollywood isn’t where dreams survive the harsh reality of millions all sharing that same dream.

Executive assistant is who I am now.

Slave.

Hollywood’s darling took a liking to me. One not easily ignored when they give you a taste of the high life.

I was supposed to give up hope and give in to LA’s bad reputation but I had rules.

Well, just one: read the rules before you break them.

Unwilling to abandon all my morals, the filter came off my life to see the world I was one foot in was invitation only...

GRIMM

I’m not sure I was ever really Jason.

Whoever he was, was a distant memory now.

Grimm is who I am now.

Death.

I abandoned my birth name, companionship, happiness that wasn’t shaped like Xanax all because I was expected to be the kind of elite that pulls the strings.

Pull the strings but follow the rules.

No distractions.

No serious relationships.

Keep what we do secret.

Born into a rite I didn’t ask for, a society of puppeteers.

An invitation I marked not attending...

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Excerpt

We were all related to monsters.

All heir to corrupt kingdoms.

Forced to uphold some delusion that we are doing God’s will by ridding the world of the bad people when we should be included in that kind of purge.

“It’s down to the right. There’s a bunker. That’s where they keep the sacrifices,” I was finally tired of wondering around when I knew exactly where to go.

I found them by mistake one year when I was ten, back when inviting your whole family was more common. They expected everyone to be present even if you weren’t weilding a musket and shooting real people down.

The four of us used to play hide and seek on the grounds just to keep ourselves entertained. I always had the best hiding places, this was our vacation home when it wasn’t being used for some ceremony the Clave hosted.

I was ten years old when I found people in cages in the bunker we were told to stay away from. They were all dugged, out of it like they were dreaming with their eyes open. I envied them. Dreaming with your eyes wide open seemed like the perfect antidote to life, too bad that kind of safety only came before you died.

It wasn’t until my first attendance I realized these people weren’t lucky at all. They were bait, aggression running wild, enemies of the Clave that we hunted for sport.

None of them were going to survive - the least we could do was let them dream with their eyes wide open.

Author Bio

Elena Monroe grew up in Florida scribbling down stories from a very young age. These stories were really just wavy lines filling the paper, but she knew each word, each emotion, each character's name, and there was no tricking her into forgetting what each line signified. Just like her unconventional way of writing as a toddler Elena is setting her own rules and just telling stories.

Much like her debut novel, The Best Years, life certainly imitated art. Transplanting from the South to the East Coast, Elena currently lives in Connecticut with her soon to be husband, reformed bad boy.

Find her on her social media through Twitter at @elenamonroe, Instagram at @elenamonroewrites, Facebook at @elenamonroewrites, and more!

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RELEASE BLITZ: Deadly Drama by Jody Holford

Deadly Drama

by Jody Holford Publication Date: August 4, 2020 Genres: Adult, Cozy Mystery

Newspaper editor and amateur sleuth Molly Owens takes center stage when it’s curtains for a theater director . . . Living in the beautiful coastal town of Britton Bay, Oregon, seems like the perfect fit for Molly. She enjoys her work as editor-in-chief of the Britton Bay Bulletin, loves her boyfriend Sam, and feels at home in the adorable cottage in the back of his mother’s bed and breakfast. This spring Britton Bay is staging its first-ever community theater production. The show—featuring local residents—is the talk of the town, but tongues are really wagging over the director. But former soap opera actress Magnolia Sweet is anything but; nothing’s worse than a has-been on a power trip, and steely Magnolia chews out her amateur cast like she used to chew scenery. Still, it’s a shock to all when she’s found murdered in the theater. Now it’s open call for suspects, as Molly steps in to direct and shine a spotlight on a killer waiting in the wings. But will this be her final act?

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About Jody Holford

I’m a mom and wife first and many things after. I’m a best friend and a regular friend. A daughter, sister, auntie, and a teacher. I am a book lover, a shopper, a pajama-wearer, movie-watcher, worrier, over-thinker, and a wanna-be-good-Samaritan. I’m a Gemini, a nervous talker, and an emotional writer. I am represented by Frances Black of Literary Counsel. Visit my website or subscribe to my newsletter for updates!

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Monday, August 3, 2020

COVER REVEAL: Explosive by KE Osborn

Title: Explosive

Series: The Houston Defiance MC Series #1

Author: KE Osborn

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: August 24, 2020

Cover Design: Designs by Dana Cover Model: Kevin Creekman

I couldn’t walk away.

It’s not who I am.

The moment I saw Rayne broken and bloodied, I knew I wasn’t leaving without her.

As the president of the Houston Defiance MC, my job is to protect. And there’s no taming the rage building inside my body, screaming at me to shield her from the husband who’s beating her day in and day out.

Taking her was never in my plans, but plans change.

I don’t care if she’s married.

Or that her husband’s a cop.

Our connection is explosive, it’s dangerous, it’s intoxicating.

And I’m fast being swept up in her storm.

It’s something I can’t ignore.

I thought the enemy was clear, and I was ready to fight.

But maybe there’s a threat we didn’t see coming?

Maybe there’s someone closer to us than we ever could have imagined.

Someone who could be the destruction of us both.

Australian author K E Osborn was born and raised in Adelaide, South Australia. With a background in graphic design and a flair for all things creative, she felt compelled to write the story brewing in her mind.

Writing gives her life purpose. It makes her feel, laugh, cry and get completely enveloped in the characters and their story lines. She feels completely at home when writing and wouldn’t consider doing anything else.

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COVER REVEAL: Moth by Lana Sky

Title: Moth
Series: Dragon Triad Duet #1

Author: Lana Sky

Genre: Dark New Adult Romance
Release Date: August 17, 2020

Blurb

He thought he could make my life hell.

But it already was.

The one-time Hannah Dewitt tries to live a little, she winds up in the crosshairs of a local thug who seems hellbent on terrorizing her. As it turns out, there is more to Rafe than meets the eye, and their connection stokes her creativity like nothing else. Drawn to him despite the inherent risks, she can’t resist feeding the flames of this unlikely attraction no matter how hot they burn.

But Rafe isn’t the only monster in her life. Another looms in the background, and he won’t let her go so easily…

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Excerpt

Finally, I sigh in defeat and look up, meeting his watchful gaze directly. “I don’t have any money.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Did I ask for money?”

“I don’t have anything else you might want either,” I snap.

“I doubt that…” He pointedly eyes the neckline of my dress, and I shift uncomfortably. It’s cut differently than my tried and true sweaters, displaying more of my collarbone and a glimpse of the flesh beneath. I can’t stop myself from crossing my arms over my chest, and he flashes that dangerous grin in triumph. “In fact, I can think of a few things you could offer—”

“Get out.” I slam the ledger shut and turn away as if just telling him to leave could make it true.

But he doesn’t. Neither does he creep toward my corner to drill in his taunt—and that’s the worst part. I have to endure him, but without the tools I’m used to utilizing. Silence and the safety of my own head don’t work where he is concerned.

His breathing is too noisy, grating and raspy. His scent is overpowering, sneaking into my lungs with every breath. Around him, my thoughts don’t form the protective wall I’m used to hiding behind. They fracture. Splinter.

And he breaks through easily.

“I want to see you hop, bunny,” he murmurs, just when I think I might scream to counteract his presence. “Without the dowdy little sweaters or the boring little mask. I want to prove you wrong. I didn’t run last time. I just gave you a taste. It’s up to you if you want more but with no excuses. No chance to cry assault.”

I bristle at his tone, wrapping my arms around my waist even tighter. If I hope to find comfort in the action…I don’t. His gaze slips beneath the barrier, creeping over me without permission. I can practically feel his gaze rasping along my skin. “What are you talking about?”

“Tonight,” he repeats. “Dragon’s Head. You can even bring your little friend if you want.”

Dragon’s Head. The name conjures the image of neon lights and raucous dancing. “The club?” I frown. “Why would I go there with you?”

He laughs, and his steps resonate through the floor. Alarmed, I turn to watch him move, but he takes his time, giving me every chance to cower and back away.

I don’t recognize the way my breathing hitches as he comes closer. How my nerves tense as he raises his hand, deliberately inching toward my cheek.

“D-Don’t touch me—”

“I have touched you,” he reminds me. “Don’t kid yourself into believing you don’t want more.”

“More of what?” I force myself to meet his gaze only to regret it.

I wish his eyes gleamed in that mocking, cruel way, but their stare is flat and empty. “More of what could happen the next time I have my fingers inside you.”