Day: January 31, 2021
Truth or Dare
Title: Truth or Dare
Author: L.L. Hunter
Genre: YA Contemporary Romantic Suspense, Mystery
Cover Designer: Emily Wittig
Publication Date: January 31st, 2021
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
Welcome to Summervale…
One of the USA’s top vacation spots. Situated in Upstate New York. It’s a sunny coastal town. Population…
Oh, who cares.
The tourism ads paint Summervale NY as the perfect, picturesque town. It’s the ideal location to have spring break in, or retire at.
But I know the truth.
17 year old Darcie Bell Ryder thought life would be different on the other side of the tracks. In this town, you are judged on by what side of the river you live on.
She was born a ‘have not’, but due to her father’s new social status and job, she moves into the rich neighbourhood called The Circle, and becomes a ‘have’.
In the Circle, she is introduced to the other kids at the town’s annual back to school bonfire on the beach.
Here she meets the handsome, and totally out her league, Dane O’Connell.
Even though they are from the opposite sides of the river, they share a connection they both can’t deny.
But when the body of a teenage girl turns up dead on the shore, the mystery to her death will either bring the teens closer together…
or tear them further apart.
In the first instalment of a new YA contemporary mystery series from L.L. Hunter, there are secrets a plenty in Summervale, but only some will surface. The rest will be taken to the grave.
Light My Way/Find My Way by Marley Valentine

I knew Evie Wright was special from the first time we met. Even with her sad eyes and heartbroken smile, I was attracted to the beauty she so desperately tried to hide.
Emotionally battered and bruised, Evie had experienced one too many of the hard truths life had to offer. She was drowning in heartache and I wanted to be the one to rescue her.
I wanted to shower her in love and warmth and show her we could have brighter days. But she was too scared. Scared to move forward. Scared to move on. And I was scared of losing her.
Together, Evie and I were more than special. We were worth the fight, and worth the fall. I told myself I would give her time and space, but instead, I think I just made it easier for her to walk away.
* Light My Way was previously titled Devastate.







“When I say I want every layer gone, it has nothing to do with your body and everything to do with what’s underneath.”
I knew her body before I knew her.
One night turned into two.
Two nights turned into three.
And before I knew it I was hooked.
But I no longer wanted to be the man that occasionally warmed her bed, I wanted to be the man by her side. The man she invited into her world, the man she let love her.
But Courtney didn’t want that life, she was a closed book, filled with pages of details she didn’t want to share. She wanted two-dimensional conversations, instant gratification and fleeting moments.
I had every intention of showing her just how good we could be. I had patience. I had time, but when her biggest secret is accidentally revealed I realized I didn’t really have anything, because I never had her.
*Find My Way was previously titled Deviate.


She enjoys mixing it up with both M/F and M/M Romance incorporating all forms of life, lust and love as her characters embark on their journey to their happily ever after.
When she’s not busy writing her own stories, she spends most of her time immersed in the words of her favourite authors.
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West End Wonder by Sheri Lynn
Sheri Lynn also writes as Sheridan Knight. She writes romance across several genres-contemporary, vampire, futuristic/post-apocalyptic, historical adventure and a few novellas included in anthologies she categorizes as historical suspense. She’s a hopeless romantic and can find a happily ever after in most situations and settings. First published in 2015, she has followed with twenty-two additional single or anthology titles with many more coming.
Sheri believes in writing romance ‘real.’ From the initial boundless promise of a new relationship, to the doubts and uncertain realities, and onto achieving the sought after happy-endings, including all the struggles in between, that’s ‘real’ romance to her.
Filthy Friend by Gwyn McNamee
Gwyn McNamee is an attorney, writer, wife, and mother (to one human baby and one fur baby). Originally from the Midwest, Gwyn relocated to her husband’s home town of Las Vegas in 2015 and is enjoying her respite from the cold and snow. Gwyn has been writing down her crazy stories and ideas for years and finally decided to share them with the world. She loves to write stories with a bit of suspense and action mingled with romance and heat.
When she isn’t either writing or voraciously devouring any books she can get her hands on, Gwyn is busy adding to her tattoo collection, golfing, and stirring up trouble with her perfect mix of sweetness and sarcasm (usually while wearing heels).
Gwyn is the author of The Hawke Family Series, The Slip Series, The Deadliest Sin Series, The Inland Seas Series, and The Supernatural Love Stories in the Absurd (as her alter-ego D.P. Payne), along with several stand-alones.
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Hold Safe
HOLD SAFE
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Series link: https://readerlinks.com/l/1564675Blurb: Joseph saw someone being killed and now his life is in danger. The security isn’t the issue. The grim-faced Daddy at his back is a different matter. Mo is content with the quiet life. Once upon a time he had his happy ever after, but that ended. Now he’s being asked to guard an ego-driven businessman who has no idea how much danger he’s in. He should say no. A successful CEO, Joseph is used to most people saying yes. He’s not convinced ‘yes’ is in this bodyguard’s vocabulary. Every decision he makes, Mo vetoes. Joseph is furious. He’s the one in charge. Isn’t he? They are dealing with escalating danger and increasing tension between them. Joseph is convinced he’s a Daddy. Mo knows Joseph is a boy. Will Mo keep Joseph safe and show him his true place?
BIO:
Cranky middle-aged author with an addiction for coffee, and a passion for romancing two guys. She loves her dog, she loves her kids, and she loves coffee; in which order very much depends on the time of day.
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General Excerpt:
The room went silent.
“Remember you’re a Holden. Never let another man tell you what to do.”
His father’s words rang in Joseph’s ears as they had done since he had sat an eight-year-old Joseph down in his study and told him that one day he would be the head of a great empire.
Yet he’d sat like a kid, his cheeks flaming, because some yeti off the mountains had ordered him to. He knew he’d made a huge mistake. He’d lost face in front of a room full of alpha men. He could see that in the smug expressions in the room. Now he’d have to work twice as hard to regain the power.
He was the client, the top dog in the room. Correction. He should have been the top dog. He was the billionaire; they were merely muscle. So why did he feel like a kid playing dress up in his father’s shoes?
Leith by Jane Henry
Of course he’ll hurt you, I chide myself. Why else did he bring you here?
I’ve been so naïve, I realize, so deeply hidden in my world of fantasies that for a brief moment in time, I thought being hauled to this beautiful lodge in the woods would be an escape from my dismal life at home. But now—
I can breathe, but barely, as he pins me in place, those rough fingers of his trapping my throat, my pulse quickening against his palm.
With his second hand, he reaches for the edge of his mask and whips it off his head. He’s glaring at me. Naturally.
My pulse races. He’s roguishly handsome, in a haunting, terribly masculine way. Longish, dark brown hair frames his face, his deep brown eyes glinting in the overhead light. He’s got a scruffy beard and full lips, and he—
The next second, my mind comes to a screeching halt when he lowers his lips to mine, my neck still caged in the roughness of his hand.
I’ve never been kissed before. I’m so startled by his response I don’t protest, but melt against him. His lips are soft, perhaps the only soft part of his entire body, and they move against mine with branding insistence. A woman never forgets a kiss like this.
Women use words like tender or romantic, but this is nothing of the sort. His mouth on mine feels like both punishment and violence, an assault against my innocence and retribution for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. I inhale out of panic and instinct, his breath becoming mine.
I should be terrified. I should be plotting my escape or frozen in fear, but I’m neither. I’m not sure what I am when he pulls his mouth off mine.
We’re panting as we stare only inches away from each other, my skin prickles with the warmth of his breath.
He flexes his hand on my neck, and my pulse throbs. There’s something undeniably erotic about the way he touches me, and it takes me by surprise. How can a threat to my safety make my heart beat faster, my breath quicken, and heat rise on my cheeks?
“Tell me your name,” he says in a hoarse, ragged whisper. Is he affected like me, then?
No. No. I internally plead with him not to force the issue, not to make a big deal of this. I want to be his ally, not his enemy, but I might as well be a foolish wee girl who wishes herself away to castles and fairytales. There’s something in those deep brown eyes of his that tell me we have more in common than it may appear.
There’s a deep well of hurt in those eyes only someone who’s been wounded by the same blade can recognize.
“Your name, beautiful,” he says. If I could make a sound at all, I’d moan at the way his words affect me, as evocative as tender caress.
No one has ever called me beautiful. Why does it have to be him?
I look away from him, but only for a second because the next moment his fingers are at my chin and he’s dragging my gaze back to his.
He shakes his head slowly from side to side, his eyes on me never wavering. “Tell me,” he says, an unmistakable note of authority in his voice I’ve heard several times now. “I won’t allow you to defy me.”
I swallow hard.
I can’t tell you.
If I could, I would.
He shakes his head again. “Defying me is a mistake, lass. I won’t give you another warning. If you don’t tell me your name, you’ll be punished.”
At his words, the tempo of my heartbeat comes to a stuttering halt, and anything that resembled tenderness or hope quenches.
I’ve been punished before.
I’ll be punished again.
I should be afraid, but all I feel right now is a mild sense of curiosity as I steel myself for whatever will come. His words are already cold and distant, and he may as well be touching the body of another woman.
I’m not here anymore.
I’ve never been confined to the earth like a mortal anyway.
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