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All three books from the Chastity Falls series is now available on 
 
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Epic Re-Release of Bullet, Jade C. Jamison

Epic Re-Release of Bullet, Jade C. Jamison’s first
book in the Bullet Series. Limited Time Only
Bullet special:
                           

The story you love–now
bigger and better than ever!
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An Epic Rock Star Novel
What if you discover the
man you want is toxic?
She tasted a little bit of
heaven with him, and now they’ve gone through hell and back, but can their
relationship take anymore?
Valerie Quinn is a naïve
college freshman when she meets on-the-rise rock star Ethan Richards. He’s an
idealistic, handsome, reckless young man, but he’s captured her heart. She
doesn’t give up on him and eventually his walls crumble down. By the time
Valerie has given herself to him completely, she discovers he’s damaged and may
be beyond help. Can she save Ethan and their relationship before he implodes,
or will he self-destruct and take her with him?
                                             

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First and foremost, if you
are reading this, you need to know that this edition of Bullet will be on sale
for a limited time only.  I will be
selling it for three months and then it will be gone forever, so if you want
your copy, snatch it up now!
The first fifty orders
will get a limited edition FULLY AUTOMATIC guitar pick with their book!
Here’s what you get in
this special edition:
•Updated cover
•373 pages of awesomeness!
😉 (These are the BIG pages like the original paperback!)
•Bonus chapter (new last
chapter with scenes that occur after the original Bullet and in the timeline
between Rock Bottom and Feverish)
•Lots of additional
material having to do with the Bullet universe (alternate POV scenes,
additional scenes, and a deleted scene)
•First glance at Zane’s
book (Bullet #6)
When summer’s over…say
bye-bye to this special edition.  It will
never be available in any other format and it will never be available again.
I will also sign every
copy and will even personalize upon request.
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ARC review: Lorelai, you will never die by Laura Konrad

Copy gifted by the author in exchange for an honest review.

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Small Blurb:

Lorelai is a woman with many stories to tell.

She was just a promiscuous secretary at the county evidence locker. But all that changed with the apocalypse.

She found herself alone and wandering the country in search of something, she just wasn’t sure what. She came across many different types of people along the way, some freaks and some who are just like her trying to survive. Her adventures forced her to adapt in ways she never thought she could, made her feel in ways she never thought she would.

In the apocalypse you either learn to adapt or you die…

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My thoughts:

I have to admit: the first few chapters got me so confused I almost stopped reading. But I’m so glad I am a stubborn person and I just hate leaving a book unfinished. So I sucked it up and finished it. And I’m so glad I did!

Lorelai, is sarcastic and extremely determined female. One of the few who survived the end of the world. She quickly learns how to survive, but also soon she decides that she wants to LIVE it.

The whole story is a perfection and almost a masterpiece. It’s so different. All the stories are important to show what kind of person Lorelai becomes. And the best thing ever? She never changed her perspective about sex! She likes it and that’s it! She always did and it didn’t change after the world collapsed around her. So she wasn’t suddenly a saint or something.

But what I liked the most? Is the different concept of the Armageddon. It’s not a story how to prevent it, how to save the world, how to save the survivors. No. It’s about pure living after it happened. And I loved it!

amazing 4,5 stars!

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ARC review: Reveal by Elle Brooks

Copy gifted by the author in exchange for an honest review.

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Small Blurb:

I used to believe in destiny.

I was six years old when I first took to the stage, and I’ve danced every day since. It’s the biggest part of who I am. The fuel that drives me forward.

My oxygen…
My life…
My soul.

The stars were perfectly aligned, and my fairy tale had slowly begun to play out like a beautifully scripted passage from a romance novel. I was all set to live my happily ever after…

Until I wasn’t.

If dancing was my heart, Daniel was the blood that kept it beating. I was content with supporting him as he worked towards his music dreams, but then he disappeared, leaving me scared, alone and suffocating under the crushing weight of his debts.

It’s said that opportunity often comes disguised as misfortune.

When one door closes, another one opens. But I wasn’t prepared for it to belong to Reveal, one of New York City’s most exclusive Burlesque Clubs.

It feels as though the universe is conspiring against me until fate thrusts two very different men into the equation. And what they have in common, no one could have predicted.

Destiny may have delivered them both, but who stays is my choice

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My thoughts:

Only two words: Elle Brooks. This should tell you everything you need to know.

Elle is amazingly talented author. And to be honest she is fairly new also! But every single time I read her book I have so many emotions. Love, friendship, lust, heartache, sadness…everything! I thought that her Promises Series is the best ever (it is the most reread series by me), but now? Now I think a new series was born that will be a really close behind it!

The story didn’t disappoint me! Sexy guys and adorable, strong female? It’s what I love!

In here we meet Robyn, an amazingly talented dancer, whose life is giving a tough lesson. Abandoned by a person who she thought loved her and was supposed to stay with her in good and bad; with his debt and loan sharks after her, with no job and no money. When she starts to lose her hope, fate puts 2 handsome, sexy and successful men. One is not believing in relationship and also is her boss, and other wants to have one with her. After starting her new job in Reveal, a burlesque club, she thinks, no she BELIEVES, that life is finally letting her breathe and live a bit. But she is far from being safe and happy.

Two handsome guys: Cole and Callum…Only thinking about them makes my heart speed up. I wouldn’t mind keeping them for myself! Both successful and so worth committing sin! Cole, reserved lawyer, who is determined to become a partner at his workplace. He doesn’t want distractions until he meets Robyn. His priorities changes.

Callum…OMG. I almost prayed the whole book she will not chose him and I would beg Elle to give him to me. Hot tempered, sexy guy…That’s what I like! He is the owner of Reveal and is fascinated by Robyn. But as he has a rule: Do not sleep with staff, he tries to avoid her and deny the attraction. Unfortunately, the feelings he has for her are so much stronger than his will! Thank God for that!

Elle is a genius with creating the whole story. When I thought that she is not able to shock, she throws a new character’s POV and then the ending?! I was like WAIT….WHAT? I so did not expect ANY of that!

Amazing, pulling you in straight away story.

5 amazing and hot Stars!

Cover reveal: Life after Falling by Alyssa Rose Ivy

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We are head over heels for the Cover of Alyssa Rose Ivy’s LIFE AFTER FALLING! LIFE AFTER FALLING is a Contemporary Romance set to be released on October 15, 2015!

 

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Cover designed by Najla Qamber Designs!

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About LIFE AFTER FALLING:

One tangled cassette tape. Two tangled lives.

Cassidy snaps. She quits her job and fiancé all in the same day and ends up on her parents’ doorstep. In the midst of everything she is determined to fix a broken cassette tape that she thinks holds the key to rediscovering happiness.

On her quest to fix the tape she meets Leo, a guy as down on his luck as she is lost. What starts with curiosity leads to something resembling a relationship and maybe a chance at love.

 

 

 

Alyssa Rose Ivy- Author PhotoAbout Alyssa Rose Ivy:

Alyssa Rose Ivy is a New Adult and Young Adult author who loves to weave stories with romance and a southern setting. Although raised in the New York area, she fell in love with the South after moving to New Orleans for college. After years as a perpetual student, she turned back to her creative side and decided to write. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two young children, and she can usually be found with a cup of coffee in her hand.

 

 

 

 

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Cover Reveal/Release Blitz: World Deception by Angela Fattig

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World
Deception
by Angela
Fattig
Aug 25th
 
Dr.
Jay Winder, a misunderstood man and scientist, must join forces with the
government and the woman he secretly loves to defend the world from unseen and
unknown forces.
The Aliens are here, and they want one thing; to rule the world. However things
are not always as they seem.

Unlikely forces will join Dr. Winder and the others in battling the Aliens,
while another secret force comes together for another reason.

Will this be the downfall of mankind, or will mankind once again rise up and
walk away the victor?

 
 
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In 1998, she met Paul and they have shared a life together for 15 years. In
1999, she introduced the world to her first born, Brandi, and again in 2000,
Sarah.

Today, when she is not doing what she loves, writing, she spends time with her
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Cover Reveal: Twenty One by Clarissa Wild

Title: Twenty-One (21)
Author: Clarissa Wild
Publication Date: October 7th, 2015
Genre: Dark Romance (18+)

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25143793-twenty-one

Synopsis

21 years

On her 21st birthday she’s taken. Collected by a rich family as an unpaid debt. Her body sold. Her mind his.

21 weeks

For 21 weeks she carried a burden no girl should ever have to carry. Now she loses her freedom to a man born to destroy her.

21 days

His name: Angel DeLuca. His mission: to break her in 21 days before she sees through his lies. But she won’t give up without a fight.

21 minutes

It takes only 21 minutes for their lives to be forever entwined.

21 seconds

21 seconds to spill. Time is running out.

Secrets ruin them … but not all truths are worth the price.

This is a STANDALONE Dark Romance novel. WARNING: contains explicit situations, dubious consent, graphic violence, drug abuse, and other disturbing content.

Exclusive preorder on: iBooks
Excerpt:
(Copyright 2015 Clarissa Wild. Unedited. Subject to change.)
Day 1
Sky
A
never-ending darkness shrouds me, the surrounding void like space, swallowing me whole. Eyes open or eyes shut, it doesn’t make a difference to the vast emptiness around me. It seeps into my bones like poison, clouding my mind from the memories that I had.
Where am I?
My body feels cold, and my limbs solid, like they’re not mine. I notice myself breathing, however. The only thing I hear is the steady, rhythmic beating of my heart. The only sound in this dark hole. Thud, thud … thud.
For a moment I doubt my own existence.
Who am I, even?
A drop of water falling onto a surface pulls me back into reality. I’m here, but how?
My fingers tighten and relax in an attempt to regain control. My muscles feel stiff, but slowly the sensation is returning to the tips of my fingers, giving me a small bit of hope that I might find out what happened to me.
With slow movements, I let my hand slide only a few inches, but it’s enough to determine that I’m lying on a concrete floor. My head begins to hurt and every passing second the pain increases. I move my fingers to my head and touch the back of my scalp. The searing pain stops me and tells me I’m wounded.
When I touch my face I gasp. There is a bag over my head with a hole near my mouth and nose through which I can breathe. For a second, I contemplate removing it, but then I realize they might be watching me.
A buzz moves through my body, bringing life back to my limbs. And even though I’m regaining my sense of touch, my vision is still impaired. However, my eyes feel fine as I touch them, so it must be the lack of light.
I push my elbows underneath me and lean up. A sudden queasiness overtakes me, causing me to buckle and heave. I puke on the floor beside me, which surprises me, because I hardly ever puke.
I tally up the sensations that I’m feeling. Nausea, loss of motor skills, buzzing nerves, botched memory … it all leads to one conclusion: I was drugged.
Stabilizing myself on the floor, I focus on regaining control over my body before moving again. This place is unfamiliar to me, and I dig into my mind to find clues as to how I ended up here. The pain that’s slowly creeping to the surface of my skin distracts me, but I still manage to catch a glimpse of a memory in the back of my mind.
Men with black masks and fire weapons dragging me out of a room. A cloth with a sharp odor pushed against my mouth. Drowsiness engulfing me. A big SUV, also black, doors sliding to the side. A blow to the back of my head. All lights went out.
My skin pricks with anxiety, and I shiver to shake off the fear. It doesn’t help, because I know deep down that there is more to come.
There is one question in my mind that can’t help but repeat itself. Why me?
This is the single question every victim of abduction asks.
Except, I already know the answer.
It was only a matter of time before they came for me.
My papa once told me that goodness always comes at a price. Now more than ever, do I realize the truth in his words. However, I don’t regret making the decision for even a second.
Now, I’m here in a darkness so deep it consumes me whole.
And still the light of rebellion sparks inside my heart, fueling a fire I haven’t felt before. An uncontrollable need to defy whoever is keeping me here.
But I will wait. Lying in the cold, harsh, emptiness of this space, I will await my captor’s arrival and take whatever he’s going to give me. Punishment. Pain. I’ll endure it all.
Because that’s what a good person does when they’ve made their choice.
They bear the burden of their choice, because it’s the only thing they can do.
***
I don’t know how many hours pass before a noise wakes me. I can’t remember when and how I fell asleep, but I must’ve been very tired from the ordeal. A metallic door is slid open, a crack of light splitting through the opening. The burlap bag over my head makes it difficult to see, but when I narrow my eyes and focus I can still determine where I am.
Only now do I see how small my cell really is.
The vast emptiness I thought would overwhelm me, turns out to be not much more than a bedroom-sized cell. A quick look at the walls reveals iron rings of all shapes and sizes, used to hook a chain around and snare whoever needs to be contained and subdued.
In other words; me.
Squinting, I watch as a man steps inside, and I focus solely on his presence. Even though the door is open, and freedom is luring me on the other side, I stay put and watch. No matter how much I’d try, I’d never be able to flee. Not like this, with my muscles weak and my body aching. There are probably a bunch of guards waiting outside, wondering whether I’m going to try anything.
So I won’t. I’ll sit right here on this cold, hard concrete, observing my captor as he walks into the room with a certain aloofness. His feet are bold, his body brawny, his face hiding behind a Guy Fawkes mask. If I weren’t so scared, I would’ve pondered why he chose that specific mask to conceal his identity, but now is not that time.
His footsteps sound more like sand scraping off a harsh surface as he circles
around me like a snake ready to attack its prey. The door is left open like a silent seducer, a tool to entice me to run. I look up at my captor, giving him a deadly stare, and even though I can’t see him, I know he can feel the determination in me.
I won’t let myself be tempted to flee like a wounded deer.
Not when I know that this is merely a distraction, like a lollypop being dangled in front of a child while the adult knows full well he’s never going to give it to the child, and the child knows he can never reach far enough to grasp it.
I refuse to be that child.
My captor walks some more, and then returns to the door to close it.
His experiment failed.
I control my emotions.
He doesn’t know who he’s up against.
In the darkness I hear him come closer, the only sound being his steady breath and soft steps. He’s still testing me. Seeing if I’ll give in to the fear. Alone with him, the predator, in a cage filled with blackness. But I’m not afraid of the dark.
My soul has already been tainted and defiled. Nothing he does can hurt me. I already went past the breaking point once … and I survived.
“Up.”
The sound of his voice suddenly breaking through the façade makes me take in a breath. It’s familiar and yet so unknown, the way he speaks to me with full authority, resoluteness resounding in every spoken letter, even if there are few.
I crawl up from the ground, slowly, steadily, maintaining my posture. My aching back and pounding head won’t stop me from attempting to keep my dignity as I stand up straight and stare ahead.
My captor’s steps are everywhere, resounding in the darkness like echoes that disappear into the night. He’s confusing me, and I try not to concentrate on the sound, but on my own heartbeat instead.
Suddenly, he’s right in front of me, and the air is sucked out of my lungs. I struggle not to let my breath come out in short gasps, but I won’t let his tactics work on me.
His breathing sounds like that of a bull, short and loud, as if he’s readying for charge.
But he doesn’t move. He just stands there, gazing at me.
“Do you know where you are?” he asks with a low, gruff voice that brings goose bumps to my body.
I compose myself before I answer. “No.”
“Good.”
I can hear a faint smile behind that word, but the second my eyebrows move, he puts his hands on my chest and shoves me. I fall down backwards on the hard floor, bruising my groin.
After a while, he says. “Do you know why you’re here?”
I don’t answer. I refuse to. Why would I? He is only here to intimidate and hurt me. There’s no benefit for me in answering his questions. As a matter of fact, I think he owes me some answers instead.
“Why am I here?” I ask.
He’s silent for a few seconds, and then a smug laugh is dulled by the mask.
“Bold. I like that.”
“Who are you?” I ask, putting emphasis on every word as if they’re the last that’ll come from my mouth.
He muffles another laugh. “Who am I? I am the man who will break you.”
I shake my head, still lying on the floor as if I’m taunting him. Maybe I am. I want him to speak, and for that to happen, I have to be the one asking the questions, not the other way around.
“Where am I?”
“Where you belong,” he growls, and then he takes a step forward, grabs my arm, and pulls me up from the floor.
“Why—”
Smack. His hand hits my cheek, silencing me.
“You do not talk unless spoken to.”
My head is still to the right, as I refuse to look at him. I will not bow to his violence. If he hits me, my body will remain rigid, unmoving. Not an inch of pain will exude from me.
“You may be wondering why you’re here, but you’re forgetting the most important question. What have you done to be here?”
My lip quivers, so I force it to stop. I can’t show weakness. Not now, not ever.
He grabs my chin. “You don’t seem to remember, so let me refresh your memory,” he says. “You stole something. It’s time to give it back. You have twenty-one days to come up with an answer.” He pulls me closer with a pinch. “Lie and I’ll know. Do you understand?”
I nod while blankly staring at his mask. If I’m to obey to survive, I’ll do just that, but no one can take away my pride.
He let’s go of my chin and pushes me away. “It’s time for you to pay back what you owe.”
Fear ripples through my veins. “Pay what back?” I say, taking a step forward.
He shoves me so hard my back hits the wall and the air is ripped from my chest. I sink to my knees against it.
“Don’t think I will go easy on you. Just because I know about you, doesn’t mean I won’t rip you apart if you don’t tell me the truth.”
“What truth?” I gasp. “What do you know about me?”
He turns around, but waits, standing still in the darkness with only the sound of ragged breaths filling the room.
“You tell me,” he says, his voice softer than before, almost as if he himself doesn’t know the reason.
Frowning, I look up at him, and for some reason the way he cracks his knuckles feels so familiar.
But then the feeling immediately disappears as he starts walking toward the door.
“Wait, you haven’t told me why I’m here yet. How am I supposed to know what to tell you?”
I can hear him knock on the door. Then there’s a pause. “Oh … you’ll now soon enough.”
The forewarning brings chills to my skin.
The door opens with a squeak and in comes the blinding light again. It’s so bright, my captor’s clothes almost look pale as snow. But then I realize that’s only because I haven’t seen light in such a long time … and I won’t be seeing it any time soon.
The last words he speaks remain with me for the rest of the day, echoing in my mind over and over again. “Welcome to your own personal hell.”
Author
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, and Stalker. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire’s Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.


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