Day: February 29, 2020
READY TO RUN by Dr. Rebecca Sharp
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BOOK BLURB Runaway Bride meets Father of the Bride in this new, steamy romantic comedy from bestselling author, Dr. Rebecca Sharp, that will have you laughing and swooning all the way down the aisle… Dixie Dorothea Winston cannot get married. After leaving three grooms at the altar, she fled her small-town infamy for the big city, hiding her past in plain sight: Winston Weddings by Thea Winston – because those who can’t wed, plan. Now, she’s the most sought-after wedding planner in Manhattan. Though she’s handled many bridezillas and momsters, Thea’s never dealt with a man like Oliver Kingsley – the father of the bride. Wealthy. Demanding. Divorced. Oliver’s determined to give his daughter the perfect wedding with Thea’s help. But the fiery, gorgeous businesswoman isn’t what he expected – and neither is the attraction between them. From cake tastings to dress fittings, Oliver’s daughter misses one event after another, giving Thea more time with the brooding billionaire than she bargained for. And it’s not long before the lines begin to blur around the roles they’re supposed to play. But Thea knows too-well how this works… First comes love, then comes marriage. She needs to keep her heart in check because when it comes to walking down the aisle herself, the only thing she’s ready to do is run… Add READY TO RUN to your Goodreads TBR: http://bit.ly/RTR_RS PURCHASE LINK 🥂Amazon: mybook.to/ReadyToRun GIVEAWAY To celebrate the release of Ready to Run, Rebecca Sharp is giving away a $25 Amazon gift card! Head to her Facebook page to enter: https://www.facebook.com/drrebeccasharp/ TEASERS ABOUT THE AUTHOR Dr. Rebecca Sharp, while using a pen name, is actually a doctor living in Pennsylvania with her husband – the love of her life. She enjoys working in her practice with her father as well as letting her creativity run free as an author. Growing up she’s always loved a good love story and finally decided to give writing one of her own a go. After graduating with her doctoral degree, she now enjoys spending that thing called free time traveling with her husband, cooking, and knitting. AUTHOR LINKS Facebook: www.facebook.com/drrebeccasharp Reader Group: http://bit.ly/BecomeASexySharpie Instagram: www.instagram.com/drrebeccasharp Twitter: www.twitter.com/drrebeccasharp Mailing List: http://bit.ly/StaySharpSignUp Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/drrebeccasharp Amazon: https://goo.gl/bxuLPd Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/rebecca-sharp
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Author: Kathleen Kelly
Genre: MC Romance
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You think you can take what’s mine, and there’ll be no repercussions?
I will hunt you.
I will torture you.
I will make you tell me your secrets, then dispose of you.
My daughter is my most precious possession.
I will make them regret the day they came near her.
I will destroy the Harbingers of Death MC and the Petrov family. They will regret ever having touched what I protect. These men have never come up against a Wraith, and I swear, this Wraith will be the last thing they see before they meet their miserable end.
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Buried Destiny by Anne Malcom
The end of a story. The end of everything.
She was fated to die.
To know what lay beneath in the underworld.
To bring the darkness back with her.
It has been patient, that power that brought her back.
But now, it’s ready.
She is ready, for her true beginning.
For the end of everyone standing in her way.
Starting with a wolf she once loved.
A vampire she once treasured.
Destiny will wait for her no longer.
TO TARGET THE HEART
Book Title: To Target the Heart (Spellster Series Book 2)
Author: Aldrea Alien
Cover Artist: Leonardo Borazio
Release Date: April 15, 2020
Genre/s: M/M Fantasy Romance
Trope/s: Hurt/Comfort, Man in Peril, Cultural Differences, Big Bottom/Little Top,
Bear Bottom, Dysfunctional Family, Opposites Attract
Themes: Love, Attempted Suicide, Engagement Challenge
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 226 000 words
It is a standalone book.
Available for Pre-Order
How can he win with the odds stacked against him?
BlurbPrince Hamish has no interest in fulfilling his duty of marrying. Not to a woman, at least. That doesn’t stop his mother, Queen Fiona, from presenting him with every eligible noblewoman that enters their castle. He’s certain it’ll be no different with the representative of the Udynea Empire. So when they do arrive, Hamish is relieved the imperial prince, Darshan, is not the woman everyone expected. Until the man kisses him and Hamish is confronted by the very emotions he has been forced to conceal or be punished for. Emotions he is eager to explore. But the kiss proves to be a little too public and leads his mother to take drastic measures to ensure Hamish adheres to her family vision. The contest of arms will force Hamish to make a choice: give up his happiness for convention’s sake or send the kingdom spiralling into civil war for the right to love his own way. Excerpt Darshan knocked back a few hearty swallows of his drink with barely the bat of an eye. The tankard slammed onto the counter, slopping more over the rim. “Alas, I think Daama might actually give me another of her clips over the ear if I tried to free her. She is a bit of a traditionalist.” An odd expression took Darshan’s face. It was almost as if he spoke not of a slave, but of family, such as a cherished aunt or grandmother. Perhaps he did see her as such. Hamish tapped on the handle of his tankard. His memories of his grandparents before the plague took them were dim, but he could imagine having a part of his family sent away without warning. The priests had done that when they’d cloistered his younger sister. “I suppose there are also others who would react poorly to losing her,” Hamish murmured before drinking deeply. He peered at the ambassador out the corner of his eye, trying to gauge Darshan and finding the man favoured not reacting. “Children, maybe? It must be hard being so far away from your family.” The Udynean capital of Minamist was literally on the other side of the continent. He couldn’t imagine having such distance between him and home. Darshan shook his head. “I have no children.” Chuckling, he scratched at the side of his nose with a thumb. “And what a bone of contention that is.” “Your wife must be eager to remedy such an oversight.” Hamish knew without an ounce of doubt that he would already be a father if it wasn’t for the truth of what he’d have to do to turn that into a reality. A weak, and slightly queasy, attempt at a smile stretched the man’s lips. He snatched up his tankard and mumbled into its depths, “Not married.” “Oh?” The man was perhaps a little too pretty and foppish for Hamish’s tastes. And a little on the lean side, despite his protests at Nora pointing out the same thing at dinner last night. “There is a very good reason for that.” Darshan set his mug on the counter and, giving a smirk, motioned him closer. “It is something of a secret.” Intrigued, Hamish closed the already small distance between them. Amusement danced in the man’s eyes. Hazel. This close, the separate rings of brown and green in Darshan’s eyes were clear in the pub’s light, colours muddied only where they met and merged. That’s nae fair. Of course he would find the prettiest eyes belonging to a man he shouldn’t consider being alone with. He also couldn’t help noticing the ring of black around the rim of Darshan’s eyes seemed slightly smudged in the inner corners, near where the glasses sat. Was it some sort of powder? The clans would sometimes plaster dyes and paints across their skin during war, but he had heard of men in foreign lands using such things in a more civil setting as fashion and tradition dictated. The ambassador clapped a hand on Hamish’s shoulder, tearing his attention back into the present. “It goes a little something like this…” In one swift move, Darshan slid his fingers into Hamish’s hair and sealed their lips together. There was no hesitation in the act, nor any forceful prying open of his mouth to invade with a tongue, just the bold press of his lips. There for a blissful moment then gone. “Oh,” Hamish breathed. “I… er…” In all his years of fooling around, of rutting with strangers in the dark, he’d never met a man that forward. Darshan returned to his drink, his face flushed by more than alcohol. His gaze slid back to Hamish as he drained the last of his drink. There was certainly something of an invitation lurking in that multi-coloured depth.
About the Author
Aldrea Alien is an award-winning, bisexual author of fantasy romance with varying heat levels. Born and raised in New Zealand, she lives on a small farm with her family, including a menagerie of animals, who are all convinced they’re just as human as the next person. Especially the cats. Since discovering a love of writing at the age of twelve, she hasn’t found an ounce of peace from the characters plaguing her mind with all of them clamouring for her to tell their story first.
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