Cover Reveal

A Debt Owed by Clarissa Wild




Title: A Debt Owed
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance
Cover Design: Clarissa Wild’s Booming Covers
Release Date: May 27, 2019



Blurb

My enemy’s daughter … offered to me as payment towards a debt.
Now she’ll become my wife … my pet.

I wasn’t always cold-hearted and vindictive.
She made me that way.
Charlotte Davis … the most beautiful and privileged princess there is.
I’d kill for her to be mine.
We met by chance at her father’s wedding … And then again years later.
But she forgot about me. Ignored me. Enraged me.
Then her father did the unforgivable, and I made it my lifelong goal to ruin him …
By taking her as payment towards a debt he owed.
A debt she will repay by marrying me.
Until death do us part.







Trailer






Excerpt

I push the button to close off the front of the car to the back of the car so we can have some privacy. “What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Nothing,” she mutters, averting her eyes.
I frown. “You’re looking at me …”
“I can’t look at you now?” she scoffs.
“You can.” I grab her chin and turn her head. “But not like that. Like you’re hiding something or think I’m the worst man in the entire world.”
“You are,” she says, smirking at her own savviness.
I lick my lips at her comment. “Worse than your father, who sold you to the first bidder?”
Her nostrils flare, and she looks away, blinking heavily. I know I touched on a sore point there, but it’s the truth, and she knows it. Her father couldn’t care less about her, explaining why she’s become such a stuck-up princess. Always trying to grab his attention and then right her wrongs when he wasn’t pleased. Her whole life revolved around making her family happy.
Well, not anymore. She’s mine now, and she needs to remember that.
“I’ll be good to you if you let me,” I murmur into her ear, and I press a kiss just below it. “If you’d just let me kiss you … fuck you … without fighting.”
“No way,” she hisses, but she still bites her lip as I place another kiss on her neck.
“You only say that because you think you should. Because you’ve been taught to act like a lady and defend against any immoral behavior. But you don’t have to with me. I want you to be immoral.” My hand slides up her knee between her legs to right where her soft spot lies. And she clenches her legs in response, her breath faltering. “Be sinful with me. It could be so fucking good.”






Author Bio


Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he’s a dog too. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.

Want to get an email when my next book is released? Sign up here to receive 4 FREE short stories: http://eepurl.com/FdY71 



Author Links

Cover Reveal

Cherishing the Goddess by Lucy Eden

HTML


Title: Cherishing the Goddess
Author: Lucy Eden
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Steamy Reads
Photo: Lindee Robinson
Models: Fatima Kojima & Jordan Guske
Release Date: May 31, 2019



Blurb

Billionaire CEO Alexander Wolfe has spent years putting in 120-hour weeks and adding zeroes to his net worth. But lately, work has left him feeling burnt out and uninspired. Then he is given the chance to go head-to-head with a legendary corporate raider and the man he’d idolized his entire career. He seizes the opportunity, immediately jumping on a plane for Barbados to close the deal in person. If he’s successful, it’ll be the biggest win of his career.

He had no way of knowing that meeting a mesmerizing beauty would have the power to derail everything…

Calypso Sterling has no time for men who value her beauty over her intellect. Instead, she focuses all her energy on her studies and career aspirations. But when her home—and a closely guarded family secret—is threatened, she’s ready to defend all she holds dear.

She had no way of knowing a handsome stranger had the power to take away everything she’d ever loved…

This standalone, workplace/ enemies to lovers romance features characters from Everything’s Better With Kimberly, is full of alphas and steam and has NO cheating.

This is the novelized, extended version of the previously published novella of the same name.


ADD TO GOODREADS





Pre-order Links

$1.99 for a limited time!!







Playlist



Excerpt

Mr. Underhill: Where are you?
I thought for a moment considering my answer.
Me: Home.
That was a mostly truthful answer. Alex had the annoying but endearing habit of referring to his suite as our home as if we were a couple of blissful newlyweds. I also wasn’t sure I wanted him to know I was sleeping in his bed, wearing his clothes and pining for him like a lovesick teenager.
Mr. Underhill: That’s a shame. I was imagining you naked between the sheets in our king-sized bed.
Mr. Underhill: Your mane of curls, wild and draped across the pillows. You open that sinful little mouth of yours and slide your two middle fingers between those gorgeous full lips getting your fingers wet and ready.
As if he were texting me commands, I followed his instructions to the letter. The thought of Alex in a room full of people in business attire while secretly sending me all of his dirty innermost thoughts was making me hot and bothered. My legs parted, and my newly moistened fingers caressed my opening, hot and slick with my longing for him. My phone pinged again.
Mr. Underhill: You’re parting the curls on those tender puffy lips so you can glide your slick fingers over your aching swollen clit.
Mr. Underhill: You’re using the other hand to caress those delicious tits. Pinching those tender little nipples imagining they were my teeth. I wish I was there to slide my tongue over those sensitive peaks feeling them stiffen under my lips.
I dropped the phone and my back arched as I made circular motions with my fingers satisfying the searing desire between my thighs, sliding my other palm over one breast desperately, my body aching for Alex’s big strong everything. Whimpers and moans provided the soundtrack for my full body writhing until I sucked in a final gasp. Every muscle in my body was momentarily frozen after I tumbled off of the cliff I’d driven myself to with my frenzied fingers and Alex’s filthy words.
My limbs felt heavy, my chest rose and fell as I drew in a deep lazy breath and my eyes drifted closed. The drunk, heady feeling washing over me was amazing. My skin shimmered and buzzed with a low electric current of satisfied pleasure, but it was a distant second to the real thing.
My phone pinged again.
I sucked my middle fingers into my mouth savoring the taste of my need, briefly considering sending Alex a picture of the aftermath of his text storm, but I knew better, and he would know I was in his suite.
Mr. Underhill: Goddess? Are you still there?
Me: Yes.
Mr. Underhill: Where did you go?
Valhalla. Nirvana. Paradise. Cinnabon.
Me: I was in the bathroom.
Mr. Underhill: (smiling devil horn emoji) I don’t believe you.






Author Bio


Lucy Eden is the nom de plume of a romance obsessed author who writes the kind of romance she loves to read. She’s a sucker for alphas with a soft gooey center, over the top romantic gestures, strong & smart MCs, humor, love at first sight (or pretty damn close), happily ever afters & of course, dirty & steamy love scenes. 
When Lucy isn’t writing, she’s busy reading—or listening to—every book she can get her hands on— romance or otherwise.
She lives & loves in New York with her husband, two children, a turtle & a Yorkshire Terrier. 


Author Links

Giveaway
Release Blitz

Gideon by Lily Morton

Gideon RDB Banner

Gideon

Finding Home Series, Book 3

Lily Morton

Release Date: 05.12.19

M/M Romance

Gideon-LM-f500

BLURB

Gideon Ramsay is so far in the closet he should be a talking faun.

A talented, mercurial, and often selfish man, Gideon has everything he should want in life. Fame, money, acting awards – he has it all. Everything but honesty. At the advice of his agent, Gideon has concealed his sexuality for years. But it’s starting to get harder to hide, and his increasingly wild behaviour is threatening to destroy his career.

Then he’s laid low by a serious illness and into his life comes Eli Jones. Eli is everything that Gideon can’t understand. He’s sunny tempered, friendly, and optimistic. Even worse, he’s unaffected by grumpiness and sarcasm, which forms ninety percent of Gideon’s body weight. And now Gideon is trapped with him without any recourse to the drugs and alcohol that have previously eased his way through awkward situations.

However, as Gideon gets to know the other man, he finds himself wildly attracted to his lazy smiles and warm, scruffy charm that seem to fill a hole inside Gideon that’s been empty for a long time. Will he give in to this incomprehensible attraction when it could mean the end of everything that he’s worked for?

From the bestselling author of the Mixed Messages series comes a story about a man who needs to realise that being true to yourself is really just a form of finding home.

http://getbook.at/gideon

Gideon-LM-Teaser2 copy

Gideon-LM-Teaser3 Gideon-LM-Teaser1

EXCERPT

“Round the block?” he intones in a gloomy voice. I nod. “Yes, please.” The car moves off slowly. He examines my face in the mirror. “You okay, sir?” I look up, surprised. “Of course,” I say abruptly. Then I ask, “Why?” He shrugs, returning his attention to the road. “You don’t look so good, Mr Ramsay.” “Oh Russ, you old charmer, you,” I drawl, slugging some more tequila. “What’s with the ‘sir’ and ‘Mr Ramsay’ business anyway?” He ignores the question. He’s more passive-aggressive than Taylor Swift. “You haven’t eaten properly for a few days now,” he says instead in a concerned voice. “I have eaten,” I say crossly. “Tequila and vodka aren’t any of the major food groups.” I shrug. “I had a Pop-Tart this morning.” “You had that yesterday and very charmingly regurgitated it into a jasmine bush earlier on.” “I’m fine,” I say dismissively. “I surely hope you are,” he says wryly. “Because you’ve got your hands full tonight.” I shake my head, thinking of the two men I’m about to get into bed with and looking down at my very disinterested cock. “Russ, you’d need a medium and a séance to bring my dick back to life tonight.” He laughs loudly and then sobers. “Maybe you should call it a night then. Go to bed on your own for a change, sir.” “Okay, Nanny McPhee. And maybe I’d be better with a box of tissues and a wi-fi connection.” I sigh. “Actually, that sounds a lot quieter.” I stare blearily at the back of his grey head. “I hope you also know that tagging the word sir on the end of a sentence doesn’t make it any less bossy.” Lily Morton Logo

Lily writes contemporary romance novels, and specialises in hot love stories with a good dose of humour.

Lily lives in sunny England with her husband and two children, all of whom claim that they haven’t had a proper conversation with her since she bought her first Kindle.

She has spent her life with her head full of daydreams and decided one day to just sit down and start writing about them. In the process she discovered that she actually loved writing, because how else could she get to spend her time with hot, funny men!

She loves chocolate and Baileys and the best of all creations – chocolate Baileys! Her lifetime’s ambition is to have a bath in peace without being shouted by one of her family.

Facebook Author

Facebook Profile

Website

GIVEAWAY

a Rafflecopter giveaway

https://widget-prime.rafflecopter.com/launch.js

Vibrant Promotions Logo

Blog Tour

UNBREAK ME by Maria Vickers.




Unbreak Me Maria Vickers MM romance/ghost story









They were supposed to be together forever. That was the plan, but through a cruel twist of fate the night before their three-year anniversary, Tex Davis lost the one man he would ever love, Memphis King. A year has passed and he still hasn’t been able to move on. Everyone tells him it’s time, but what do they know? Memphis was his partner in love and life. Losing him, broke Tex. Tex has been given an opportunity to move from New York to Seattle. His friends and family are encouraging him to take it, but he has already decided to decline the offer because that would mean leaving Memphis behind. Then something happened. Whether it be fate or something else, Memphis came back to him. Tex’s first love is supposed to help him move on, but not even Memphis can bring himself to force Tex to let him go. Is it so wrong to want to spend forever with the person you loved most? Both hearts are begging to be unbroken.




1 –
One year. One year since Tex had lost Memphis. One year since his lover had been killed, and it had yet to get easier. Everyone kept telling him it would, it never did. There were times he thought about ending it all, and then he would feel something…hear something, making him change his mind.
Actually, sometimes he thought he was losing it.

And today, he called in sick to work, unable to get out of bed until this afternoon. When he finally emerged, he only relocated to the living room after grabbing a full bottle of Southern Comfort, plopping down on the sofa. The very sofa he and Memphis picked out together. It had been their first major furniture decision when they decided to move in together. The moment the delivery men left, Tex and Memphis broke it in thoroughly, wearing themselves out.
Tex’s eyes looked around the room. It seemed so empty without Memphis, and he felt so lost without his lover. He’d been sitting here for hours? Minutes? It had to be some amount of time since the bottle was half gone and he was feeling a drunken morose engulfing him, and he could not stop the bitter question from leaving his lips, the very question he had been asking daily since losing his best friend, lover, other half…his everything. “Why? Why Memphis? Why did you have to go? Why did it have to be you and not me?”
Shaking his head, Tex sniffled and brought his glass filled with amber liquid to his lips. “When you left, it completely broke my heart…I’m still broken. I need to hear you say that you love me one more time. A million more times, but that won’t happen. Can’t happen.” He took another gulp, draining the glass before wiping his nose with the back of his hand.
Pouring himself another glassful of liquor, he breathed out as drops of saltwater fell on his coffee table. He should probably stop drinking and put himself to bed to finish wallowing there, but he couldn’t. It had been one year. One year since that fateful night…unlucky night more like it. One year since he’d heard Memphis’s voice, touched his body, and the loss Tex felt that night remained just as acute tonight as it did then. He thought time was supposed to heal the wounds, to lessen the pain…lies. All lies. “It’s my fault, Memphis. If I hadn’t been spiteful and allowed that monstrous bitch, jealousy, to cloud my judgment…if only. If only. I regretted everything, regretted that the last words I spoke to you were bitter and vile. I can’t forget you, can’t move on. I’m lonely without you, Memphis. It hurts so much that you aren’t here.” He wailed like a banshee, his cry full of sorrow and pain.
More tears were falling, but he ignored them like he’d done every time they sprang up. It was easy to do after all this time; besides, they didn’t matter. Nothing mattered any longer and hadn’t for a year. He sobbed again and then got angry. “I wish you could come back to fix me, fix what you destroyed when you left, but that’s a pipe dream. You got mad, said your piece, and then stormed out of here. If you had just waited…” Tex choked on his words.
“You went the other way. Why? Why the other way? Was it because of the bar? The one where we met? Memphis, do you remember? I was sitting at the bar and you walked up to me and gave me that stupid, cheesy pickup line, ‘I seem to have lost my phone number, can I have yours?’ So stupid. I remember I said, ‘That’s a shame because I lost mine too. I guess we’re both screwed.’ You winked at me then. I should have known something bad was going to come out of your mouth…sexy mouth.
‘Not yet, but we could be.’ I laughed. You were always good at making me laugh, making me smile.” Shaking his head and snickering, he poured another glass. If he destroyed his liver, if he got alcohol poisoning, then maybe he could be with Memphis again.
Tex downed the entire glass, hoping that the pain would deaden or that he would stop feeling anything. Maybe if he drank enough, he could join Memphis. Grabbing a pillow from the couch, Tex threw it across the room, and it bounced off the window overlooking the streets of Manhattan. “You were supposed to go right! You were supposed to go to Christy’s apartment!” He wailed, “Why weren’t you at your sister’s? Why did you have to go the other way? She looked horrible because she had been sick, even her blue hair looked green.” Tex snorted mirthlessly.
It’s been a year and Tex floated through life, unable to move on. “I know I should continue to live for us…for you, but I don’t know how,” Tex’s words ended on a shout, full of rage, and his face was red from more than just the alcohol.
“There has always only been you. You got me when no one else did. You loved me…I loved you. Three years. We were together one night shy of three years. We never got to see four.” Tex fell back and stared up at the blue ceiling with white fluffy clouds painted on it, his tears falling down his face like two rivers. There was no point in wiping them away because there was no end to them, and he couldn’t staunch them even if he tried. Memphis was gone and would forever remain gone.
He chugged the rest of the amber liquid from the bottle and fell to his side onto the couch, resting his head on the cushion. More tears fell. They never stopped. Even if they weren’t falling down his face, his soul cried and mourned the loss of his friend and lover. The pain hadn’t stopped since the day he lost Memphis.
Sitting up, Tex grabbed the bottle of Southern Comfort and raised it into the air, choosing to do away with the glass. “A toast to you and your lost life. Memphis, I still love you, and I wish every single god damned day that you were still here beside me. Each day that passes reminds me that you will never be part of my life again, that you will never hold me, never tease me again. You were funny, caring, sexy, and all mine. Forgive me…God, please forgive me for that night, for accusing you of cheating. I know you loved me. Jealousy is a fucking bitch. Somehow, I’d gotten it into my head that you were leaving me when you weren’t. I found out after. Sometimes I think I killed you. I’m sorry. So, so sorry.” He whimpered as he took in a shaky breath. “Memphis, I will always love you and only you.”
I wish you were here to fix the heart you broke when you died, Memphis, Tex thought to himself as he closed his eyes. Before he fully submitted to the effects of the alcohol though, he felt a set of lips press against his. “Memphis, love…” he slurred, his words tapering off as he finally allowed himself to completely fall into the void.




   Fingers running through his short brown curls and the heaviness of someone sitting next to him had Tex leaning into the touch and smiling. “Memphis, I’m trying to sleep,” he argued, pretending not to like the feel of his lover soothing him. 
   Reality hit a split second later.
   Tex’s eyes popped open, but all he saw was the blackness of his blanket because when he slept, he liked to bury himself and only the top of his head could be seen. Pushing it down and away from him, he twisted his head this way and that, trying to figure out why it felt as if someone was playing with his hair when the apartment should have been completely empty save for him. Events from the previous night filtered into his brain, and he shook his head, still scanning the room. 
   Another thought occurred to him. He was so focused on if it could be Memphis, there was a more logical explanation–thanks to Christy and Wil for planting the idea in his head. Spider! He panicked and grabbed his head, trying to dislodge the bug if it existed, but he found nothing. Instead, much like the night before, he fell off the bed onto the floor, this time hitting his hard head with a loud thud.
   “It wasn’t a spider,” Memphis told him, although watching Tex scramble as he did, had been funny as hell. He didn’t know what happened earlier, one minute he had been here in this apartment with Tex, and the next, nothing…blackness. Nothing scary or oppressive, just a void. Some might call it purgatory, but he didn’t think so because if that was the case, why was he allowed to leave and come back to his Tex? 
   Head snapping up, Tex tried to find the source of the voice, and this time he did, a little easier than last time. With the curtains drawn and the sun beginning to set, the room was dimly lit, and on the bed, on Memphis’sside of the bed, was a…something. Tex wasn’t exactly sure how to describe it. It wasn’t a figure, but it wasn’t exactly nothing either. A mist? No. Smoke? Not really. Shadow? Sort of. It was just there. 
   “Me-Mem…Memphis?” Tex asked hesitantly. His heart was beating wildly and he was on the verge of hyperventilating as his eyes widened, waiting in anticipation for the answer he would receive. And he didn’t know which way he wanted the…thing to answer. If positive, Tex might be crazy. If negative–in a way–it would be like losing Memphis again. Fuck, he was a wishy-washy asshole!
   “Do you remember the night we met? I think I might have told you, but I don’t remember, but the reason I approached you was that I didn’t want Jordan to have you,” Memphis told Tex as if this whole situation was completely normal. 
   Tex gaped at the bed. The thing sort of had a form, but not really, and while it seemed Memphis voice came from it, it didn’t mean that it was Memphis. “Jordan? What do you mean?” He recalled something about Jordan and that night, but he couldn’t think right now because even if it wasn’t actually Memphis speaking to him, it was his voice. Tex couldn’t stop himself from asking while he tried to decide if he should scream and run for his life to admit himself into the nearest psych ward, or if he should rejoice because his lover had finally come back to him. 
   “We played pool to decide who would approach you that night. I lost, and when he went to the bathroom to piss out the five beers he drank, I made my move. It was a toss-up if we would remain friends, or if he would punch me in the nuts and never speak to me again.” 
   “No guy would ever punch another one in the sack.” Tex still wasn’t sure, although, that did sound like something Memphis would say, and definitely something Jordan would threaten if he was pissed off. 
   Memphis chuckled. “You do remember Jordan, right?”



Available on Kindle Unlimited!




FOR THOSE OF YOU WAITING ON JORDAN’S STORY….IT’S COMING!
Unbreak Me will have a side story for Jordan titled Found You.

It is an MM contemporary romance and will appear in With Love From New Orleans Anthology. Available for preorder for 99 cents.


Jordan Cash came to New Orleans to have fun with his latest fling, however, within twenty-four hours of arriving, he’s been abandoned and finds himself wandering around the city doing the tourist thing alone. Everyone is finding someone to love, but that’s not in the cards for him. He’ll spend his days cheering on his friends and having the time of his life. 
He never expected to run into a man who immediately catches his attention in the middle of a graveyard. Did the Voodoo Queen put a spell on him from the beyond? 

***

To say that Archer Wolfe is directionally challenged is the understatement of the year. He broke his cellphone and can get lost in the very city he lives in. It’s no surprise he gets turned around, and while trying to find his way, he pushes Jordan into a stone crypt. Not the best way to make a first impression. 
Archer isn’t looking for love or anything else, but there is something about the smooth-talking Jordan. It was supposed to be a fling, simply some fun, but he is realizing he doesn’t want Jordan to disappear. 

***

Once you’ve found someone who calls to your soul, how do you let go? 







Maria Vickers currently lives in St. Louis, MO with her pug, Spencer Tracy. She has always had a passion for writing and after she became disabled in 2010, she decided to use writing as her escape. She believes that life is about what you make of it. You have to live it to the fullest no matter the circumstances. From a young age, she has always loved books and even dreamed of being an author when she was younger. Growing up in the Navy, she used to weave tales for her siblings and her friends about anything and everything. And when she wasn’t creating her own stories, she had a book in her hand. They transported her to another world. She hopes that with her books, her readers have the same experience and that they can relate to her characters. Getting sick changed her life forever, but it also opened doors for her that she thought would always be out of reach.




Blog Tour

Answer from Alyce

AFA Teaser 1 - Copy

Welcome to the blog tour for Mistral Dawn’s new novel, Answers From Alyce

Blurb

If someone asked you to explain what’s going on in the world right now, would you be able to? What if the person who was asking had no prior knowledge of our world, how difficult would it be to help them makes sense of current events? That’s the challenge Alyce is presented with when she’s kidnapped by aliens who want her help in creating a museum of curiosities based on Earth’s culture. Follow Alyce down the rabbit hole as she experiences the journey of a lifetime; the trip might just paint the reality you’ve become accustomed to in a new color… Characters are clever and in many cases entertaining while the commentary is clearly outlined and yet still thoughtfully delivered.” “I stayed riveted to this book until the very end. You get that rabbit, Alyce.”

Bio

Mistral Dawn is a thirty-something gal who has lived on both coasts of the US, but somehow never in the middle. She currently resides in the Southeast US, with her kitty cats (please spay or neuter!). Mistral’s work includes a satirical science fiction novel, Answers From Alyce; a tongue-in-cheek animal rescuer’s guide, Animal Rescuer’s Guide to Staying (Relatively) Sane; a paranormal romance series, Spellbound Hearts; and a cyberpunk science fiction series, The Petri Dish Chronicles. All of Mistral’s work can be found on Amazon. She thanks you humbly for purchasing and reading her books and would be honored if you would leave a review so that she can see what you thought.

Cover design by Julie Nicholls

answersfromalyce

Where You Can Find The Book

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/935471 https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/answers-from-alyce-mistral-dawn/1131322789 https://www.kobo.com/gr/en/ebook/answers-from-alyce https://books.apple.com/us/book/answers-from-alyce/id1460728769 https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07QYP78CG

Where You Can Find Mistral Dawn

https://www.facebook.com/MistralKDawn https://twitter.com/MistralKDawn https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/45287873-answers-from-alyce Follow her blog on which she posts excerpts, sneak peeks, interviews, pictures, and various other musings. www.mistralkdawn.blogspot.com

Tour hosted by

https://www.facebook.com/KKantasAuthorAssist 56759199_600904043654236_4478603823945875456_n
Cover Reveal

The Confession

Title: The Confession Author: Kate Benson Genre: Contemporary Romance Cover Designer: Sean Benson at NativeSon Designs Publication Date: May 27th, 2019 Hosted by: Lady Amber’s Reviews & PR
Blurb:
Drake
They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
What they don’t tell you is that it’s also drenched in regret.
The moment she walked away, a piece of my soul went with her.
My heart hasn’t beat the same since.
I know it won’t until I find her.
I brought her back from the dead once.
Now I need her to return the favor.
Analise
Being broken is never easy.
It’s even harder when it comes at the hands of the one you love.
The weight took my breath, the need to flee became instinctual.
How do you stay when paradise is lost?
How do you breathe when your heart stops beating?
Karma doesn’t come quietly.
Let’s hope absolution is a different story.
The confession is long overdue.
Kate Benson was raised in Texas and currently resides in central Florida with her husband and their growing army of fur minions. She learned to read at the age of four and has been hooked ever since. She credits her passion for literature to her mother, her love of story-telling to her father and her unwavering faith in happily-ever-after’s to her husband, Sean. Some of her favorite things include rainy days, loud music, superhero movies, hot tea and of course, lazy afternoons with a great book. To find out more about Kate, her work or to just say hello, she loves hearing from her readers and can be found on social media.
Author Links:
Benson’s Book Babes (Fan Club/Readers Group): https://www.facebook.com/groups/PromiseSeriesSupportGroup/
Blog Tour

High Society

Title: High Society
Author: Casey L. Bond
Genre: YA PNR, Dystopian/SciFi
Editor: Stacy Sanford/ The Girl with the Red Pen
Cover Designer: Melissa Stevens/ The Illustrated Author Design Services
Model: Breanna Ellis
Publication Date: May 10th, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
The war raging outside is almost as unforgiving and tragic as the battle Eve must fight within herself…
Eve thought landing in the year 1717, in a time of piracy and open sea battle was brutal, but 1777 was far worse. The American colonies may have declared their independence over a year ago, but the Redcoats stubbornly refused to accept defeat. The war continued to rage on, and the battles fought were as acrimonious as they were destructive. Unsurprisingly, Enoch and his siblings were in the thick of it all, siring vampire militias to bolster the Continentals in their quest for true freedom.
To Eve, it quickly became clear that there were more schemes in play off the battlefields than on them, and as usual, she managed to insert herself in the center of the drama. Trouble, she learned, was the one thing that targeted her regardless of time or place. Even though Eve was built for maximum destruction, trouble might be the one thing she couldn’t outrun – no matter how fast she was.
The High Stakes Saga is young adult series perfect for fans of time travel, romance, vampires and those who hunt them, science fiction, and dystopian novels like The Hunger Games! Action-packed, gut-wrenching and deliciously romantic.
Suggested reading order for The High Stakes Saga: High Stakes, High Seas, High Society, High Noon and High Treason.
Buy Links:
Casey Bond lives in West Virginia with her husband and their two beautiful daughters. She likes goats and yoga, but hasn’t tried goat yoga because the family goat is so big he might break her back. Seriously, he’s the size of a pony. Her favorite books are the ones that contain magical worlds and flawed characters she would want to hang out with. Most days of the week, she writes young adult fantasy and paranormal fiction, letting her imaginary friends spill onto the blank page.
Casey is the award-winning author Frenzy series and fairy tale retellings such as Riches to Rags, Savage Beauty, Unlocked and Brutal Curse. Learn more about her work at www.authorcaseybond.com.
Author Links
Buy Links: