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COVER REVEAL and A MESSAGE FROM K.L. HIERS
Book Title: Hard Earned Cash (Cold Hard Cash 2)
Author: K.L. Hiers
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Release Date: June 26, 2020
Genre/s: Contemporary M/M Romance, BDSM, Mafia
Trope/s: May/December, Kink, Getting Away With Murder, Fake Marriage
Themes: Revenge, Trust, Bad Guy Very Good At Being Bad
Heat Rating: 5 flames
Length: 112 000 words/ 385 pages
A MESSAGE FROM K.L. HIERSHey there! My name is K.L. Hiers, and I wanted to start off by saying thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to share with you the cover for my new release, Hard Earned Cash! Much love to Korey Mae Johnson of Stormy Night Publications for putting it together for me! This is the highly anticipated sequel to my best-selling debut novel, Cold Hard Cash, and I cannot wait to share it all with you when it comes out next Friday! It’s a dark romance packed with steaming hot BDSM, murderous mafia shenanigans, and a very annoying wedding planner who is not what he seems. A year has gone by since Jimmy Poe made the deal of a lifetime and fell in love with the notorious gangster, Boss Cold. He’s never been happier living beneath Cold’s rule: his father is free from prison, he’s going back to college to finish his degree, and every night is filled with the unique and liberating passion that only the criminal king can provide him. Everything has been perfect, but now their relationship is going to be put to the ultimate test when Cold is arrested for murder. With the FBI creeping in and old enemies returning for revenge, Jimmy is going to have to learn to trust Cold more than ever if they’re going to survive. Thanks so much for checking out my cover reveal and don’t forget – Hard Earned Cash comes to KU on June 26th!
★⭐★Excerpt The first crack of Cold’s hand across Jimmy’s ass made him cry out, his head jerking up as his body fought to get away from the pain. Cold wasn’t giving him any time to adjust, and Jimmy yelped as a second spanking immediately followed the first. “I spent all day planning this ridiculous setup. All of this was for you! You ungrateful and arrogant little boy! You’re such a spoiled brat! You ruined everything I had planned for you!” Cold hissed angrily as his hand kept slapping Jimmy’s ass, punctuating every sentence with a mean smack. Every brutal slap made Jimmy ache and whimper, and tears streamed down his face as he openly sobbed. The pain shot flashes of white before his eyes, and his cock was uncomfortably hard, trapped between his stomach and Cold’s thigh. Cold gave him a brief reprieve, rubbing his palm across the scalded flesh of his abused cheek. The gentle touch burned like hell, and Jimmy grinded his teeth on the leather with a choked cry. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, sir…” “I’ve been far too easy on you,” Cold sneered, reaching back to spank Jimmy’s other cheek. “You’ve forgotten your place!” “Fuck!” Jimmy cringed as Cold began his assault again, crying with every fierce slap. It sounded like firecrackers going off, and he could feel himself getting close to climax. His thoughts were soft and hazy from the lovely pain, and he moaned brokenly, “I’m sorry, sir! I’ll be good!” “I don’t know if I believe you,” Cold snorted, giving Jimmy’s ass another mean smack. The force made Jimmy’s back curl up, and he sobbed loudly as drool began to run out from his lips. His skin was absolutely on fire, and he was certain he would be able to feel Cold’s hands on him for days after this. “I want… I want to be good for you… that’s why…” “Why what, Mr. Poe?” Cold’s hand paused and reached for the belt. “That’s why I keep trying to help,” Jimmy panted, licking his lips anxiously as all of his words ran together. “Because I don’t know what’s going on, I don’t know how much trouble you’re really in. And I love you, I love you so much… I would do anything for you, but I can’t do nothing.” “Allow me then to give you a purpose, Mr. Poe,” Cold said firmly, the tips of his fingers running over the stinging flesh of Jimmy’s ass and drawing mindless little patterns. “Please, sir,” Jimmy groaned, arching into every touch. “Be my husband, my lover, my partner,” Cold purred seductively. “Obey me, worship me, and I will be yours forever.” Jimmy uttered a quiet sound, his eyes welling up with fresh tears. He could feel Cold’s fingers, wet with spit, sliding between his cheeks and prodding at his hole. Cold pinched his taint and made him moan, “Y-yes, sir!” “There’s my good boy.”
About the Author
K.L. Hiers is an embalmer, restorative artist, and queer writer. Licensed in both funeral directing and funeral service, she’s been working in the death industry for nearly a decade. Her first love was always telling stories, and she has been writing for over twenty years, penning her very first book at just eight years old. Publishers generally do not accept manuscripts in Hello Kitty notebooks, however, but she never gave up.
Following the success of her first novel, Cold Hard Cash, she now enjoys writing professionally, focusing on spinning tales of sultry passion, exotic worlds, and emotional journeys. She loves attending horror movie conventions and indulging in cosplay of her favorite characters. She lives in Zebulon, NC, with her husband and their six children, three of whom have paws and one who sometimes thinks he does.
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