RELEASE BLITZ: The Glass Slipper by K Webster

Title: The Glass Slipper

Series: Cinderella Trilogy #3

Author: K Webster

Publisher: Dangerous Press
Genre: Billionaire Romance

Release Date: April 13, 2021

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Betraying the most powerful man in New York wasn’t something I ever envisioned when I first started playing games with Winston Constantine. But he’s engaged in far more dangerous games than ours, and his enemies are out for blood.

Winston has my heart, the Morellis have incriminating photos, and I’m left with nothing except three stepbrothers who want to hurt me and a future in doubt. I knew Winston wouldn’t be my prince charming, but that didn’t stop me from falling for him.

After all, the slippers fit, and I let myself believe I’d be dancing with Winston forever.

Until too much truth comes to light.

Until I realize instead of ruling the board, I was just a pawn.

In the end, I have only one question. When his game with me is over, will I be able to pretend as if the glass slipper wasn’t a perfect fit?

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“Win, I said I was sorry.”
“Why? I’m not your boyfriend. What are you apologizing for?”
Anger flashes in her eyes. “I’m sorry for breaking what we had. But, damn, grow up and stop pouting.”
“Pouting.” I bark out a scornful laugh. “You’ve been scheming with a Morelli behind my back, Ash. It’s not pouting, it’s called being pissed off.”
“And hurt.” She bites down on her juicy bottom lip making me want to bite it too. “I hurt you.”
No.
Liar.
“Constantines don’t get hurt. We do the hurting.”
“I don’t believe that for a second.”
“You believe in fairy tales, Cinderelliott, so your opinion is irrelevant.”
“I hurt you and I’m sorry for that. But I didn’t betray you. Yes, I kept things from you because Leo was terrifying and threatening me at every turn, but I didn’t sell you guys out.”
“I said I don’t care.”
“You do,” she argues. “You care about me and it makes you angry.”
“Are we done here?” I bark out. “I’m done discussing this. I don’t care. You’re my fucking employee. How many times do I have to say it?”
Her gaze hardens. “As many times as you need to in order to convince yourself. Meanwhile, I'm not buying the bullshit you’re selling.”
“I’m leaving.”
“And not get to pay me back?” She leans forward, toying with my tie. “That’s not your style. You’re Winston fucking Constantine. You always get what’s owed to you.”
“Hmm.”
“There’s my guy,” she murmurs, tugging on my tie to pull me closer.
“Not your guy.”
“Liar.”
Her lips brush against mine, soft and sweet. For a moment, I almost give in, kissing her pouty lips like I would have two days ago. In the last second, I bite her fat bottom lip. Her hazel eyes flare as she glowers at me.
“Asshole.”
“I think the headlines called me a monster. Or was it a predator? Sex fiend?”
“I’m pretty sure at least one writeup called you an asshole.”
“Your diary doesn’t count.”
I grab a handful of her hair that’s no longer in a sleek ponytail but now in a messy bun. She whimpers when I twist it in my fist. Slowly, I pull her head back, exposing her creamy neck to me.
“What can I do to make this better?” she murmurs, her body shuddering as I run my nose along a silky path on her neck to her jaw. “I want to fix us.”
“We’re not an us, therefore we were never broken, thus there is nothing to fix.” I bite her jawbone making her gasp.
“If I find a way to get Leo back, will that make it better?”
His name on her lips has a fierce growl rumbling through me. “Don’t you fucking dare speak to him. Ever again.

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K Webster is a USA Today Bestselling author. Her titles have claimed many bestseller tags in numerous categories, are translated in multiple languages, and have been adapted into audiobooks. She lives in “Tornado Alley” with her husband, two children, and her baby dog named Blue. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, drinking copious amounts of coffee, and researching aliens.

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RELEASE BLITZ: Tempting a Gentleman by Rachel Ann Smith

Title: Tempting a Gentleman
Series: The Hadfields #2

Author: Rachel Ann Smith

Genre: Regency Romance

Release Date: April 20, 2021

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An independent East End girl meets a determined West End boy…

…and the chase begins.

As a key member of the Network and modiste to the ladies of the ton, Emma Lennox favors freedom over marriage. But when her best friend asks that she attend the Hadfield ball, Emma finds herself thrown into the arms of a dance master who raises both her pulse and her temper.

Respected barrister Christopher Neale needs to marry in order to claim his place as a Protector of the Royal Family (PORF). After two years of searching, an innocent encounter with a stranger on his brother’s front steps ignites a yearning he cannot ignore.

Ordered by the head PORF to teach Emma how to dance, Christopher finds himself in love with his reluctant and enigmatic student. Emma must ignore the whispers of her heart or risk what she holds most dear—control over her dress shop.

Will Emma’s resolve not to marry remain steadfast against Christopher’s skill as a barrister and a lover?

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Ensconced in the Hadfield drawing room, Emma sat stiffly on the edge of the ornate blue-velvet settee. The fine furniture was a far cry from the well-worn wooden bench she and her best friend Bronwyn, now Countess Hadfield, used to occupy for afternoon tea. She’d rather be huddled about the kitchen table at the back of Bronwyn’s parents’ shop than be worried about messin’ up the plush fabric that cushioned her bottom.

Emma stared over Bronwyn’s shoulder at a portrait upon the wall. She guessed it was a close male relation to the current Lord Hadfield as they shared a similar rakish smile. Emma hadn’t yet met Bronwyn’s brother-in-law, Christopher Neale, although she’d heard plenty about him. Bronwyn yammered on. “It’s been six weeks, and not one of the countless overqualified candidates have passed Christopher’s final interview.”

Her friend since childhood, dressed in one of Emma’s latest satin creations, paced about the luxurious room. It was easily three times the size of Emma’s parents’ parlor, and while Bronwyn looked at ease in her new home, Emma would prefer to be back on the east end of town. Bronwyn paraded back and forth in front of the stern paintings of past Hadfield family members, her forthright march tamed to a ladylike walk. Her friend had undergone other subtle changes since marrying the head of the Protectors of the Royal Family— PORFs— but Bronwyn had vowed she remained the same and would remain Emma’s best friend until her last breath. Bound by an oath taken years ago, Emma was compelled to support Bronwyn in any and every way possible. But even if she hadn’t sworn to serve and protect PORFs, Emma would not abandon her best friend. Even if it meant she had to endure the back-aching pain of being perched on the edge of a formal settee for over an hour listening to Bronwyn’s complaints. Emma held in her sigh.

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Rachel Ann Smith writes steamy historical romances with a twist. Her debut series, Agents of the Home Office, features female protagonists that defy convention.

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She currently lives in Colorado with her extremely understanding husband and their two very supportive children.

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RELEASE BLITZ: Brutal Winter by Quirah Casey

Title: Brutal Winter

Series: Brutal Winter #1

Author: Quirah Casey

Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 20, 2021

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I’ve always hated winter. This year when it comes, I’ll belong to them.

When you sign your soul over to the devil, there are no take backs.

I knew the terms of the contract when I signed it.

For one year, my life isn’t mine.

For one year I am to obey, to be seen not heard.

For one year I’m theirs, mind, body, and soul.

The bodyguard. The fixer. The maniac. The boss.

Four men on a path to ruin me.

I may be theirs for a year, but the damage they plan on doing to me will last a lifetime. That’s if I even survive, because between the family and their enemies, the odds of me even making it past the end of winter are low.

This is the first book in a dark reverse harem contemporary romance series that will contain explicit language and graphic scenes. This series will contain triggering material such as dub con and non con. It is not for the faint of heart.

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All the monsters I've survived and this one is going to be the one to destroy me.

Richard gets out of the car, slamming the door behind him as he rounds the hood to come stand beside me. I move away from him when he draws closer not wanting any false comfort or sympathy. If he so much as tries to hug me, I may completely flip out on him in this alleyway. I may say fuck it and let them kill him for my own freedom. And yet there's no promise that they won't take me anyway. I did sign a contract after all. Even if the legal capacity of that contract is in doubt.

I glance up at the sky, anything to not look at the car idling feet away. There's not a single star in the sky tonight, as if even they knew to hide with the monsters out.

A car door opening catches my attention, making my body tense up even more. I continue to stare at the sky for a moment longer, but knowing that ignoring what is happening around me isn't going to actually help, I finally drag my gaze back to reality.

The driver’s door of the car is open and there's a bulky man, maybe just an inch over six feet, standing beside it. He almost looks like a bear with how wide broad he is. He slams the door shut before moving to the back door and pulling it open. It feels as if there's a momentary pause between the man opening the door and another man actually getting out of the car. Though I know in reality that it's only seconds. A tall frame folds out of the car, and as the man comes into view, my heart stops beating.

Giovanni Costa.

I've never met the man before, but even if I didn't know that he now holds the contract to my life, I'd be able to recognise him. His reputation precedes him. The man radiates a power and dangerous energy that not many can impose. His black hair hangs just past his ears, a slight curl to the locks. His shoulders are broad and even with a coat on, I know that he's packing a lot of muscle. His tan skin complements his hard angular face. Pink lips pulled into a frown that I can see even from all the way across the alleyway.

The other man closes the door before letting Giovanni move in front of him.

Giovanni's steps are long and calculated, each step imprinting a footprint in the white snow.

He'll leave imprints on my soul next.

And unlike with the snow, the marks won't blow away with the next breeze, it'll be permanent.

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Quirah Casey is a young author with more dreams than she’s capable of handling, but that doesn’t keep her from trying to make them come true. She writes any and every genre of romance with characters of all races and sexualities. She rarely sleeps and she lives off of Starbucks. For some reason, people keep leaving their kids on her doorstep, and she keeps taking them in. Otherwise, there are no kids or fur babies in the picture for her. You can typically identify her from her huge, colorful afro, lip ring, shorts, leather jacket, and shit kickers that get her crazy looks in north Louisiana.

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RELEASE BLITZ: Scorned Princess by Eva Chance & Harlow King

Title: Scorned Princess

Series: Crooked Paradise #1

Authors: Eva Chance & Harlow King

Genre: Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance

Release Date: April 17, 2021

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Hell hath no fury...

I thought I was trading one evil for a lesser one. Marry a man I might eventually love, forge an alliance between his gang and my father's, and get out from under Dad's sadistic thumb.

Turns out my fiancé has other plans. Like slaughtering me and my entire family the night before the wedding.

I make it out alive, left with nothing but a thirst for vengeance. But if I want to crush the prick who betrayed me, I have to turn to the biggest pricks of them all.

Hot, cocky, and dangerous, Wylder Noble and his men rule Paradise Bend. Their help doesn't come cheap. I've got to prove I'm strong enough to deserve it.

Whatever they throw at me, I can take it. No taunting words or scorching looks will break the wall around my heart.

They think I'm made of glass? I'm a girl of shards that can cut you to the bone.

Before this is over, someone's going to bleed. And this time, it won't be me.

*Scorned Princess is the first in a new gritty contemporary romance series from bestselling author Eva Chase (writing as Eva Chance) and Harlow King. No major triggers, but be prepared for domineering men who make their own rules, a rebellious heroine who's not afraid to get her hands dirty, and an enemies-to-lovers romance where the girl gets all the guys. It's going to be a wild, bloody ride!*

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As I sauntered over, I added a little sway to my stride. I planted myself right in front of the guy. His eyes lingered on all those gaps in the dress, his tongue slicking over his chapped lips with a lecherous grin. Ugh.

"I’m looking for money, Trent," I said, giving him a sickly-sweet smile. "You owe the Nobles quite a lot, and you haven’t been paying up."

A rush of murmurs and a little laughter spread through the crowd. Trent scoffed at me. "And they sent you to collect it?"

"Damn right, they did. Now are you going to hand it over or what?" I made a grabby gesture with my hand.

"Forget it." Trent leaned back in his chair, propping his feet up on a crate. "I don’t owe the Nobles shit. I’m my own man now."

I cocked my head. "I don’t give a crap about your delusions of grandeur. I just want the money you owe. Now stop acting like a pussy and pay up."

That riled him up good. His eyes flashed, and the others fell silent. He kicked aside the crate and sprang to his feet. "Talk to me like that again, bitch, and you’ll be the one having delusions."

I wondered if he had any idea what that even meant, because that threat hadn’t made a whole lot of sense. I sighed. "Well, if you want to do this the hard way, that can be arranged. But are you sure you want me embarrassing you in front of your dickhead friends?"

One of the guys let out a grunt of protest. Trent held up his hand, openly seething. "What exactly do you think you’re going to do, you trumped-up whore?"

I let another smile, much sharper, cross my lips. "Let’s not get to that. Imagine what your master will say if he hears that one of his lapdogs has forgotten who’s in charge? If that ego inflates any more, your head might explode."

"I’m not a lapdog," Trent roared. He reached into his jeans, and before I could blink, he was pointing a gun at me. "You’re going to die, bitch."

Did he think he was the first man to ever aim a pistol at me? I eyed it calmly, my pulse only stuttering momentarily.

I could handle this. I’d faced so much worse than he could imagine.

Trent jabbed the gun at me. "What do you have to say about me now, huh?"

I fluttered my eyelashes at him. "Now you’re a dog with a gun."

Wylder was probably intending to rush in here the second the asshole released the safety. But I had other ideas. He wanted to see what I was made of? I could kick plenty of ass all on my own.

Before Trent could react to my insult, I snatched his wrist and twisted so swiftly the gun tumbled from his fingers. As the men around him leapt to their feet, I finished him off by yanking him toward me—right into my knee, which happened to be ramming straight at his crotch.

He started to crumple, and I bashed my elbow into his nose for good measure. The bone crunched with a spurt of blood.

Oh dear, I’d stained this pretty dress. What a shame.

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Eva Chance is a pen name for contemporary romance written by Amazon top 100 bestselling author Eva Chase. If you love gritty romance, dominant men, and fierce women who never have to choose, look no further.

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RELEASE BLITZ: The Glass Slipper by K Webster

Title: The Glass Slipper

Series: Cinderella Trilogy #3

Author: K Webster

Publisher: Dangerous Press
Genre: Billionaire Romance

Release Date: April 20, 2021

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Betraying the most powerful man in New York wasn’t something I ever envisioned when I first started playing games with Winston Constantine. But he’s engaged in far more dangerous games than ours, and his enemies are out for blood.

Winston has my heart, the Morellis have incriminating photos, and I’m left with nothing except three stepbrothers who want to hurt me and a future in doubt. I knew Winston wouldn’t be my prince charming, but that didn’t stop me from falling for him.

After all, the slippers fit, and I let myself believe I’d be dancing with Winston forever.

Until too much truth comes to light.

Until I realize instead of ruling the board, I was just a pawn.

In the end, I have only one question. When his game with me is over, will I be able to pretend as if the glass slipper wasn’t a perfect fit?

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“Win, I said I was sorry.”
“Why? I’m not your boyfriend. What are you apologizing for?”
Anger flashes in her eyes. “I’m sorry for breaking what we had. But, damn, grow up and stop pouting.”
“Pouting.” I bark out a scornful laugh. “You’ve been scheming with a Morelli behind my back, Ash. It’s not pouting, it’s called being pissed off.”
“And hurt.” She bites down on her juicy bottom lip making me want to bite it too. “I hurt you.”
No.
Liar.
“Constantines don’t get hurt. We do the hurting.”
“I don’t believe that for a second.”
“You believe in fairy tales, Cinderelliott, so your opinion is irrelevant.”
“I hurt you and I’m sorry for that. But I didn’t betray you. Yes, I kept things from you because Leo was terrifying and threatening me at every turn, but I didn’t sell you guys out.”
“I said I don’t care.”
“You do,” she argues. “You care about me and it makes you angry.”
“Are we done here?” I bark out. “I’m done discussing this. I don’t care. You’re my fucking employee. How many times do I have to say it?”
Her gaze hardens. “As many times as you need to in order to convince yourself. Meanwhile, I'm not buying the bullshit you’re selling.”
“I’m leaving.”
“And not get to pay me back?” She leans forward, toying with my tie. “That’s not your style. You’re Winston fucking Constantine. You always get what’s owed to you.”
“Hmm.”
“There’s my guy,” she murmurs, tugging on my tie to pull me closer.
“Not your guy.”
“Liar.”
Her lips brush against mine, soft and sweet. For a moment, I almost give in, kissing her pouty lips like I would have two days ago. In the last second, I bite her fat bottom lip. Her hazel eyes flare as she glowers at me.
“Asshole.”
“I think the headlines called me a monster. Or was it a predator? Sex fiend?”
“I’m pretty sure at least one writeup called you an asshole.”
“Your diary doesn’t count.”
I grab a handful of her hair that’s no longer in a sleek ponytail but now in a messy bun. She whimpers when I twist it in my fist. Slowly, I pull her head back, exposing her creamy neck to me.
“What can I do to make this better?” she murmurs, her body shuddering as I run my nose along a silky path on her neck to her jaw. “I want to fix us.”
“We’re not an us, therefore we were never broken, thus there is nothing to fix.” I bite her jawbone making her gasp.
“If I find a way to get Leo back, will that make it better?”
His name on her lips has a fierce growl rumbling through me. “Don’t you fucking dare speak to him. Ever again.

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K Webster is a USA Today Bestselling author. Her titles have claimed many bestseller tags in numerous categories, are translated in multiple languages, and have been adapted into audiobooks. She lives in “Tornado Alley” with her husband, two children, and her baby dog named Blue. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, drinking copious amounts of coffee, and researching aliens.

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COVER REVEAL: Living Wilder by Lēigh Tudor

Title: Living Wilder

Series: Wilder #1

Author: Lēigh Tudor 

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Cover Design: Damonza

Release Date: May 23, 2021

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There’s a fine line between genius and insanity. Add in an irreverent prodigy with deadly combat skills and an upbringing devoid of normal life experiences, and that line’s going to get more than blurred, it’s going to get obliterated.

Three sisters, all geniuses, raised in a wildly abnormal environment, escape to a quaint hideout in the remote prairie town of Wilder, Texas.

Loren, is determined to make the town love her and her sisters, despite inappropriate clothing choices and a set of abs resembling corrugated steel. If the good people of Wilder require more convincing, middle sister, Mercy, has an arsenal of weapons and intimidation techniques to bring them around. Cara, with the temperament of a nun-in-waiting, does her best to dampen her older sister’s unpredictable natures.

To make matters more complicated, the town’s namesake, Alec Wilder, doesn’t buy into their backstories. He vows to protect his own little sister from their web of lies. But he can’t deny his attraction to Loren, the ring-leader of the sketchy threesome.

Nothing adds up when it comes to the new women of Wilder, but one thing’s for sure, figuring them out is going to be one wild ride.

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Lēigh lives in the suburbs of Atlanta, GA, with her husband whom she lovingly refers to as The PoolBoy.

She recently retired from a career in the tech industry, working a variety of positions where she sold, trained, marketed and managed . . . a ton of shit. She loved it, don’t misconstrue the excrement comment, but now finds herself blissfully happy following her, well, bliss.

Lēigh’s motto is “Find your tribe and love them hard.” If this sounds like someone ya’ll want to hang out with, come join her tribe!

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