New Release: Slash (Devil’s Fury MC) by Harley Wylde #mcromance #actionadventure @HarleyW_Writer

She’s off-limits. A brother’s daughter. But I’m going to make her mine.

Shella — The Devil’s Fury are the only family I’ve ever truly had. My mom was a junkie. When she died, no one wanted me. Except Grizzly. I had a home, until things went horribly wrong. I went wild, pushed too many boundaries, and overstayed my welcome. So I ran and didn’t look back. Trouble always seems to find me, so it’s no surprise I ended up pregnant, alone, and scared out of my mind. Then Slash shows up. Out of all the Devil’s Fury brothers to come for me, why did it have to be the one I’ve been crushing on since I was a teenager?

Slash — Little Shella was always a pretty girl. Spoiled. Outspoken. A complete terror. Now that she’s all grown up, she’s stunning. I needed to keep my hands to myself, and maybe I would have if she hadn’t been adamant not to disclose the name of her baby-daddy. Only way to protect her is to give her my name. Doesn’t matter I’m old enough to be her father. When I find out her secrets, and the reason she’d behaved so badly, I know I’ll do whatever it takes to make her feel safe… even if it means burying a few men. I already have blood on my hands. What’s a little more?

WARNING: Slash’s book contains graphic violence and sex, bad language, and scenes that may be difficult for some readers.

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When Harley’s writing, her motto is the hotter the better — off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you’ve come to the right place. She doesn’t shy away from the dangers and nastiness in the world, bringing those realities to the pages of her books, but always gives her characters a happily-ever-after and makes sure the bad guys get what they deserve.


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“Her characters are phenomenal and have a lot of depth to them. She is absolutely fantastic at writing an engaging sexy story. Harley Wylde keeps the words flowing so that you have to turn the page to see what happens next.” — All Author

New Release: Deacon by Jeanne St. James #ContemporaryRomance @JeanneStJames

Title: Blood & Bones: Deacon

Series: Blood Fury MC #4
Author: Jeanne St. James
Genre: Contemporary/MC Romance
Release Date: November 7, 2020
Cover Design: Golden Czermak @ FuriousFotog
Cover Model: Joe Adams

Sometimes a challenge comes along that can either make or break you…

Deacon has a great life. A loyal brotherhood within the Blood Fury MC. A successful bail bonds business he runs with his cousin, Judge. A faithful dog. He’s also an expert at seducing the ladies. He’s got the looks. He’s got the charm. And he’s got the skill.

Or at least he thought he did. Until he met his match. A woman who not only resists him, but challenges him at every turn. 

As an expert bounty hunter, he’s been hired to capture a violent fugitive. Dealing with a dangerous man is one thing, but dealing with a stubborn woman is quite another. And the victim just happens to be her younger sister.

For Deacon, winning over a woman has never been this difficult. The more she fights his “charm,” the more determined he is not to give up. This is one war he can’t afford to lose, not only for her, but with locating the fugitive before he finds his victim. 

It’s a challenge he’s willing to take on, as long as it doesn’t destroy him first.

Note: Blood & Bones: Deacon is the fourth book in the Blood Fury MC series. As always, this book has no cheating, no cliffhanger and has an HEA. It’s recommended to read this series in order.

“Four fuckin’ days.”

He lifted one eyelid and stared at his giant of a cousin who was filling the doorway of Deacon’s office.

He had his feet kicked up on his desk with his ankles crossed, his arms crossed over his chest and he’d been trying to take a little snooze. He guessed that wasn’t going to happen any time soon. He reluctantly lifted his other eyelid.

Judge apparently had a burr up his ass today.

Deacon just might be that burr.

“Last I checked there are seven days in a week, not four. Learn to count, cuz.”

Judge took a step into the office and shoved Deacon’s feet off his desk. “Four fuckin’ days to do a job that shoulda taken two.”

“Got sidetracked.”

“Yeah, like normal. By pussy.”

“It was decent pussy.” Otherwise he would’ve been home a day earlier.

“Glad you were havin’ fun while my ass was back here takin’ our business seriously.”

“Hey, I got the job done and the money should be hittin’ our account any day now.”

Judge only grunted.

His cousin and business partner couldn’t argue that because it was true. They were getting a nice little chunk of change for Deacon finding a fugitive out in the boonies of northern Pennsylvania. The skip had been hiding out in a hunting cabin in the woods, where cell phone coverage was sketchy, and the neighbors consisted of mostly white-tail deer, black bear and squirrels. And a few backwoods rednecks.

Despite that, Deacon managed to track down the bail jumper, get him cuffed and deliver him to the nearest police station for the bondsman to come haul his ass back to Jersey.

It actually only took him a day and a half. But Deacon wasn’t bringing up that point right now. Not when he had a scowling giant standing a couple feet away from him.

Fee-fi-fo-fum.

“What’s up your ass anyway? Is Cassie findin’ herself unsatisfied with your baby carrot cock and forcin’ you to fuck your Fleshlight again?”

“Got nothin’ to do with Cassie.”

“Then, why you bein’ a dick?”

Judge planted his knuckles on Deacon’s desk and leaned over until they were face to face. “’Cause I can.”

“Whatever. Be Mr. Grumpy McGrumpFace all you want. I still wuv you.” He puckered his lips and made kissing sounds at Judge. “You need a hug?”

“Need you to take your fuckin’ job seriously.”

“This ain’t a job, Judge. It’s my business, too.”

“Then fuckin’ act like it!” his cousin bellowed.

Justice, his American Bulldog, got up from lying at Deacon’s feet to come around the desk. He nudged Judge with his nose.

“Jussie don’t like you yellin’, just sayin’.”

“Then stop makin’ me do it.”

Deacon’s cell phone rang and vibrated at the same time. Unknown Number popped up on his screen. He snagged the phone off his desk and put it to his ear. “Deacon Edwards, skip tracer extraordinaire and all around awesome badass.”

He grinned as Judge rolled his green eyes.

“This Justice Bail Bonds?” the male with a heavy accent on the other end asked.

He sat straight up in his chair. “Yeah, it is.”

“This is Anthony Bianchi from Bianchi Bail Bonds…”

“Okay?” Deacon hit the speaker button on his phone and placed his cell on the desk so Judge could listen, too.

“From Philly,” the man finished.

So, that was the accent. Fucking Philly. He hated that city. It was almost like Jersey, but way worse. It was Jersey’s sweaty armpit.

Even so, the guy was acting like they should have heard about Bianchi Bail Bonds. Like they were famous or something.

“Yeah, so…” Deacon prodded.

“Yeah, so got ya numba from anotha bondsman. He said you’re good at trackin’ down these fuckwads when they skip.”

Well, that sounded like a glowing review. His eyes met Judge’s. “Yeah, I’m good.”

“I need betta than good.”

“I’m betta than good,” Deacon repeated with a smirk.

There was a pause on the other end of the call. “You makin’ fun of my accent?”

He nodded while answering, “Nope. So, what d’you need from us?”

“Got a skip that might end up in your area. This guy’s a real piece of work, though. Domestic abuse. Sexual assault. Attempted murder. How tha fucka got bond, who fuckin’ knows. Probably some asshole judge who’s worried about tha man’s reputation ratha than the victim’s right to live without fea.”

Fea? Deacon rolled his eyes. For fuck’s sake, fear.

This dude was worried about victim’s rights? He was making scratch off that “fucka.”

“Also, tha asshole’s got no problem with witness intimidation.”

“So, he’s dangerous,” Deacon concluded.

“That’s what I’m sayin’,” Anthony said. “He’s been in and out of jail, likes to use and abuse women. Sweet talks ‘em for a while, gets in good with ‘em, then boom, runs up their credit cards, wipes out their bank accounts, and’s got no problem thinkin’ he’s a man by makin’ a woman do what she don’t wanna do. I got two sistas, I don’t got time for that kinda trash, hear what I’m sayin’?”

“Yeah, I hear you,” Deacon muttered. He didn’t have time for that kind of trash, either. Jemma might be his cousin, but she was more like a sister to him and he wouldn’t want a man doing that to her. Or any other woman.

“Anyhow, he’s bad fuckin’ news. That means if you take this job and you see ‘im, you gotta watch yourself. Make sure you got protection. I wouldn’t put it past ‘im to take a shot at ya. I wouldn’t put it past him to take out tha woman. Which is why I’m callin’ ya.” The man hacked a couple of times, not bothering to cover the phone when he did so. “Last woman he fucked up and drained dry is now up near you in Mansfield. Probably tryin’ to hide out ‘til the trial. But now the mothefucka’s probably lookin’ for her to either convince her to drop the charges or make her disappea.”

Like swim with the fishes type of disappearing?

“You notify Mansfield PD?” Deacon asked him.

“Yeah, first call I made.”

“They probably don’t have enough people to sit on her full time.”

“That’s why you were my second call.”

Deacon could hear the unspoken “dumbass” on the end of that. “Wouldn’t it be smarter to get her a damn bodyguard?”

“Prolly, but that ain’t my problem. My problem’s findin’ tha fucka and deliverin’ him to the court and gettin’ my fuckin’ money back. I’m a business, not a babysitta. The victim has to look out for her own ass. It was her fault for gettin’ involved with this putz in tha first place.”

So, Bianchi was saying the victim pretty much deserved what she got. Fucking great.

“She the only victim involved in his current case?”

“Yeah. He did a numba on her, and guess she wasn’t gonna take it lyin’ down.”

“Good for her,” Deacon muttered.

“Not so good for her, if this whacko finds her.”

“He got connections? Like, does he have the assets to take out a hit on her?”

“Nah. He’s just a broke-ass losa. Gets his jollies from breakin’ women, physically and financially.”

“So, what are you askin’ me to do?” Deacon asked, scraping a hand down his beard.

“Snag his ass and hold ‘im for me.”

“You sure he’s comin’ up this way?”

“Nope. But if I can find the victim, so can he.”

“She aware he skipped?”

“Don’t fuckin’ know. Again, not my problem. That’s tha DA’s problem.”

The District Attorney for the City and County of Philadelphia probably had way bigger problems and cases than one domestic abuse incident. Their office was most likely overwhelmed.

“So, ya interested?” Bianchi asked.

Deacon met Judge’s eyes. His cousin gave him a slight chin jerk.

“Depends on what it’s payin’,” Deacon said after a few seconds.

“I’ll give ya ten.”

A measly ten percent? Deacon shook his head and laughed. “Then no, ain’t interested. ‘Specially if this asshole’s violent.”

“Twelve then.”

“No.”

“Whadya want? No guarantee he’s headin’ up your way.”

“Right, that means I might be wastin’ a lot of time sittin’ on the vic if he decides to go underground and forget she ever existed.”

“Got a feelin’ he won’t forget her. He’s tha kinda dick who don’t like a bitch gettin’ tha better of ‘im.”

“Yeah?”

“He might go underground, then pop up like a weasel when she least expects ‘im, slice her damn throat and then go back into his hidey-hole. He’s tha kinda dumbass who thinks if there’s no witness, tha charges will be dropped.”

“Again, sounds like she needs a bodyguard. Not my area of expertise.”

“And again, that’s her problem, not mine.”

Judge blew out a breath and shook his head.

Deacon was sure his expression matched Judge’s annoyed one. This guy was a total fucking asshole. But, in truth, the man was right, his job had been to provide a bond for a criminal. That was it. He wasn’t a crusader of justice.

But then, neither was Deacon or Judge.

He pursed his lips and considered what the job may be worth. “Twenty-five percent.”

“Cazzo! I’ll find someone cheapa.”

“You get what you pay for, Bianchi. You get fucked if he’s not captured. Somethin’s better than nothin’, right?”

Through the phone, Deacon heard fingers drumming against what he figured was a desk, so he stayed quiet and waited.

“Twenty,” Bianchi countered.

“Twenty-five. Last chance or I’m hangin’ up. Don’t got time for these fuckin’ games.” He needed to stare at the back of his eyelids soon. Bianchi was interrupting his nap.

“All right. You drive a hard bargain. Twenty-five.”

Deacon smiled up at Judge. His cousin didn’t return that smile. “Email us the bond, docket, photos, any info I’m gonna need.” He rattled off the business email address. “Soon.”

“Gonna get it to ya in the next half hour.”

“I’ll be in touch if I got any questions. You find him first, let me know.” Deacon ended the call before getting a response. He leaned back in his comfy office chair and folded his arms behind his head. “What you thinkin’?”

Judge shook his head. “Just wonderin’ what pussy you’re gonna fall into while in Mansfield.”

“Don’t be a hater. Not ready to settle down like you, old man.”

“Then hopefully you’re wrappin’ it tight when you go divin’.”

“Also not makin’ the same mistake you did. Learned from you to never trust a fuckin’ woman.” He grinned. “’Cept for Mom. I trust her.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t,” Judge threw at him as he walked out of Deacon’s office.

“What does that mean?” Deacon yelled.

Judge paused right outside the door. “When she used to tell you all the cookies or pie were gone? She was just savin’ that shit for me.”

“Bullshit.”

“Keep tellin’ you, I was the son she never had.” A snort came from down the hall.

Justice sat down next to him and whined. “Guess you’re gonna be hangin’ with Bubba Grump for a few days. I got some scratch to make.” The bulldog laid his head on Deacon’s lap and turned his chocolate brown eyes up at him. “Would take you along if I could, believe me. You can hang with ya sista. And Daisy.” He rubbed Jussie’s head. “And make sure you take a huge shit in the giant’s boots. I’ll give you extra treats when I get back if you do.”
JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today and international bestselling romance author who loves writing about strong women and alpha males. She was only thirteen when she first started writing. Her first published piece was an erotic short story in Playgirl magazine. She then went on to publish her first romance novel in 2009. She is now an author of almost fifty contemporary romances. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages, including interracial. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a free sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK

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Havoc (Salvation’s Bane MC) by Marteeka Karland #contemporaryromance #bookreview @marteekakarland

Spring — The father of my child is pressing for custody. Which is how I ended up dancing at Salvation’s Angels, a strip club owned by the notorious Salvation’s Bane MC. I have to earn enough to pay my attorney, then I’m out of here. I have enough on my plate without having to deal with the sexy-as-sin vice president of Salvation’s Bane. But Havoc, the bastard, wants me to stay. He’s found another way for me to make enough money to pay my bills, but I’m not sure he’s got my best interests in mind.

Havoc — It’s a pisser of a bad day. My son would have been sixteen today, had he lived. On my way to drown my sorrows I came across Spring, swishing her little ass on stage at our strip club. She’s not naked yet, but with that body and the way she moves, I don’t want other men seeing what she’s got to offer. There’s a loophole in every contract. Three songs. With me. After that? Well, I just hope my indecent proposal doesn’t push her away. At least, not until I’m ready for her to go. One problem. Now I’m addicted to her and the feisty son she’s raising. I know I’ll do whatever it takes to keep them safe. And make them both mine.

WARNING: Explicit violence which could be triggers some readers. Explicit sex as well as spanking and some voyeurism. As always, you can expect a HEA with no cheating.

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EXCERPT

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Copyright ©2020 Marteeka Karland

“Place is really lit tonight.” Stryker grinned.

Havoc glanced at him over his coffee cup and grunted. Tonight wasn’t the night for this. He knew where Stryker was going.

“Girls are smokin’ hot.”

“I’m not interested in the girls, Stryker. Here to make sure things run smoothly.”

“Yeah. But you got to admit –” As he spoke, a busty waitress brushed her tits against first Stryker then Havoc as she set two cups of coffee on the table in front of them. She winked and bumped Havoc with her hip as she stepped away. “Makin’ things run smoothly should have a few perks with it.”

Stryker was yanking Havoc’s chain. Trying to get a rise out of his brother. Havoc knew it. Appreciated it. The man was his oldest friend, and he knew when Havoc was in one of his moods. On this day, he was always in a bad mood. Today was the seventh anniversary of the day his ex-wife gave him divorce papers. Not exactly noteworthy in itself, but she’d done it deliberately to hurt him. Because she could never stand not being the center of attention.

She’d had him served on the first anniversary of his son’s death.

Yeah. Today was not the day.

“Back off, Stryker.”

“Well, why the fuck not? Get some pussy. Pick out any of the girls. No one will reject you, you know that. Get laid hard. You’ll feel better.”

“I said,” he snarled, finally meeting Stryker’s gaze, “Back the fuck off.”

Stryker put his hands in the air in surrender. “Fine, man. But at least let me take over guard duty. I’ll get Dazz and Beaner to help. They’ve been doing very well keeping the guys under control without being all flashy and pushy. You need something more than that fuckin’ coffee. You’re like a bear with a sore paw.”

“Fuck you too, asshole.”

Stryker just chuckled. “I’ll take that as a yes. Get on up to your office. Or better yet, check out the new girl on tier two. Babe’s a looker.”

Havoc grunted again. Yeah. He’d just get right on that. If he wanted to fuck, he’d go to the Playground, a BDSM club Salvation’s Bane owned, and find a willing sub to scene with. No names. No expectations other than a fucking good time. Best of all, no fucking strings. And no fucking talking if he didn’t want to fucking talk.

No. He wasn’t in the right frame of mind. Even the masochists wouldn’t appreciate him tonight.

The bass from the music pulsed through his body, making him slightly ill whereas he normally enjoyed the rhythmic pulse. Salvation’s Angels boasted the most beautiful girls in the Palm Beach area, due in no small part to the fact that they were paid very well. Thumping bass pounding through the body enhanced the eroticism of the place, adding the sensation of touch mostly denied otherwise. The club might be owned by a biker club, but they served only the best liquor, the best food, in an environment that was more like a dance club than a strip club. While there were girls performing on stage, there was also a dance floor for guests and, if one paid enough, the girls would dance with the patrons. It was difficult to monitor everyone, but Havoc only hired the best security. There were several men tasked only with keeping an eye on the dance floor, and they were fucking good at their jobs.

Angels had two tiers and three levels. The first floor was for the general public. Alcohol was served, and there was a dance floor, but the girls kept their thongs on and didn’t dance with patrons. Lap dances were given in a strictly monitored “private” section, but that floor was more like a standard strip club.

Tier two was for the more “robust” patrons — meaning men or women who would pay top dollar for food, drink, and women. While sex was still strictly prohibited, these customers were given more leeway in their experiences. The women, while completely nude, still called the shots. They were allowed to pull back if they felt threatened or touched in a way that made them fear they’d crossed the line. Obviously, anything that made them uncomfortable was allowed to be shut down, too. Most had as much fun as the patrons did. The only thing not allowed was penetration of any kind. And not a single thong in sight.

Stryker was right. Havoc could have his pick of beautiful women. More than one of them were club girls of Salvation’s Bane. A couple in particular he knew could take his mind from the harsh memories surrounding this day.

Fuck. Who was he kidding? The rage was too close. Nothing but a good knock-down-drag-out was going to make a dent in his state of mind today.

A deafening round of cheers came from the second tier stage, pulling Havoc out of his dark musings. He’d been on his way to the third floor, where the offices were located. Naturally, his head turned in the direction of the uproar…

And he stopped in his fucking tracks.

On the stage was a vision straight out of his most erotic fantasies. Dressed in an intricately strapped black outfit that left her tits bare while surrounding them with those fucking straps that also crisscrossed her body. Thigh-high boots were garnished in chrome chains, as was the rest of the fucking outfit. Long, long black tresses gleamed blue in the stage lighting with every move she made. Though her outfit covered a good bit, it revealed a healthy portion of gleaming pale skin. She was like some kind of dark angel out of his dreams. She had a deceptively innocent look in her eyes, but her body and that outfit told another story.

And the woman could dance like sin on a stick…

MY REVIEW

5 stars

Determined single mom meets headstrong biker in this fast-paced, super hot addition to the Salvation’s Bane MC series… and the sparks fly!

Spring will do anything for her son, even push her boundaries by working in a strip club to ensure she has the money she needs to keep Luca safe. She hadn’t counted on meeting Havoc, and she certainly hadn’t been part of his plan. While Havoc thinks Spring needs him to keep her and Luca safe, he realizes soon enough he needs them too.

If you like extra hot sex, alpha bikers, and a quirky kid who will capture your heart, go one-click Havoc!

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Erotic romance author by night, emergency room tech/clerk by day, Marteeka Karland works really hard to drive everyone in her life completely and totally nuts. She has been creating stories from her warped imagination since she was in the third grade. Her love of writing blossomed throughout her teenage years until it developed into the totally unorthodox and irreverent style her English teachers tried so hard to rid her of.

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BOOK REVIEW: Taming Bull by Harley Stone #NewAdult #MilitaryRomance @EJBookPromos @HarleyStoneAuth

Title: Taming Bull

SEries: Dead Presidents MC

Author: Harley Stone

Release: October 12, 2020

Genre: MC Romance/Military

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The friend zone: a black hole from which there is no escape.  

Or so they say.   

But Lily Perkins is desperate to climb out of the frigid void and into the scorching embrace of former sailor Deryk “Bull” Roberts. If only she can get her Bull-headed bestie to cooperate. 

Saddled with a devastating past and riddled with unanswerable questions, Bull’s life is too complicated for romance, especially at the risk of losing his best bud. But he never expected his attraction for Lily to burn so hot.  

As lines are crossed and challenges are made, can they find a way out of the friend zone abyss? Or will the darkness of his past devour their spark?


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Harley Stone writes mafia romance and funny-as-shit romantic fiction. When she’s not writing, she’s busy living out her real adventure in southwest Washington with her husband and their five boys. 

My Review:

4 – stars

I fell in love with this series when I stumbled across the first book a little over a year ago. What’s not to love? Military alpha males – Check. Bikers – Check. Strong sassy women – Check. The stories are short enough to finish in an hour or two, but you still end up with a smile on your face and a happily-ever-after.

Bull was an intriguing guy. Seems easy-going, strong, dependable. A peek into his past tells a different story. Not to mention the curve ball you won’t see coming! Still, he’s every bit as honorable as the Dead Presidents we’ve read about to this point, not to mention protective and caring toward a certain lady.

Lily hasn’t had an easy life, but she’s no quitter. When she decides she wants more than friendship from Bull, she’s ready to do whatever it takes to make it happen. Even finding out the secrets of his past won’t deter her. I loved her character! She’s so sassy, funny, and her determination bleeds into every part of her life – not just going after Bull.

Add in an adorable dog and you have a super cute story.

When you read an MC Romance, you typically expect some suspense. Even a little. This one was so incredibly light on suspense it pretty much wasn’t even there. The conflict of the story revolves around Bull and his stubborness in accepting Lily as anything more than a friend. Like I said, it’s super cute and a feel-good read, just not big on action packed scenes.

I read the book cover to cover and enjoyed every second. If you want a light MC romance that will keep you engaged and make you smile, you need to pick up a copy of Taming Bull. You won’t be sorry.

Blog Tour: Taking the Fall by Kally Ash #RomanticSuspense #KallyAsh @MagicPenTours

Title: Taking the Fall

Series: Vipers MC #1

Author: Kally Ash

Genre: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Romantic Suspense / MC Romance, Ex-Con Romance, Steamy Romance (can be read as a standalone romance)

Release date: August 4, 2020

Pages: 298

Publisher: Vixen Publishing

Cover Design: Sly Fox Cover Designs

Sent to prison for a crime he didn’t commit…

Nick Sobolev is finally a free man. After wrongfully serving five years behind bars, all Nick wants to do is keep his head down and his nose clean. But when he meets the mysterious and very beautiful Alexis Cross, he finds himself being drawn back into the life that landed him in prison in the first place.

Hiding dangerous secrets and lies…

Alexis Cross is trying hard to escape her father and his influence, but in a city like Detroit, there’s no way to avoid either. When her past violently collides with her present, it shatters her long-held belief that she’s finally gaining her independence, plunging her into a dangerous game with equally deadly consequences.

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EXCERPT:

“Alex, you didn’t tell me you were bringing someone with you,” she said, clearly fishing for information.

“Yeah, Shelby, it was a last-minute thing.” Alex cleared her throat. “Shelby, this is Nick. Nick, meet Shelby Price.”

I held out my hand to Shelby, but she bypassed the more common and socially acceptable greeting for acquaintances and went in for a hug. I gritted my teeth when I felt her running her hands over my shoulders and down my back, getting precariously close to my ass.

I stepped away, a tight smile on my face. “Nice to meet you, Shelby. Hey, Alex?” I drew her closer, leaning in to kiss her on the side of the neck. I inhaled as I did, drawing in the faint smell of grease, engine oil, and something floral. Perfume maybe? She tasted of sweat, but the combination of her scent and her taste was heady. I pulled away when she stiffened. I’d lingered too long, but I hoped she understood what I was doing. “I’ll meet you outside, baby.”

Her brows lifted in silent question, but then a spark lit her eyes, a lazy grin forming on her mouth. “Sure thing, Pandaboo.”

I was stunned for a moment. She wasn’t just playing along; she’d picked up the script and began re-writing it. Before I broke out into a fit of laughter, I excused myself from the room. I only had to wait a few minutes before she was beside me, her bag slung over her shoulder, both mats sticking out.

“What was that about?” she asked, her face still a little flushed. I hoped it was from the kiss and not the exercise we’d just done.

“Shelby was getting a little…what’s the word…grabby? Yeah, grabby just about sums it up. I didn’t want her getting the wrong idea.”

“And us being a couple is the right idea?” she shot back.

I gave her my best good-old-boy grin. “It’s a better idea than I’m a slab of meat looking for someone to rub up on.”

She studied me for a moment before shaking her head. 

“What?” I asked, gesturing for her bag. Slowly, she passed the thing over to me. I slung it over my shoulder and started walking back in the direction of her apartment.

She fell into step beside me. “You’re just a decent guy, you know that?”

“You make me sound like a unicorn.”

“A unicorn?”

I glanced at her, smiling a little at the look of consternation on her face. “Yeah, like I’m some sort of mythical creature.”

“Believe me, finding a decent man anywhere is quite a feat.”

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Kally Ash is a USA Today Bestselling Author whose passions include curling up with a good book, devouring chocolate and getting kitty cuddles. Tempt Me is her debut novel, and the first book in a three book series.

Some of her unicorn authors include Sawyer Bennett, Elizabeth Hayley and Haley Jenner.

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Cover Reveal: Slash (Devil’s Fury MC) by Harley Wylde #AgeGap #ActionAdventureRomance @HarleyW_Writer


She’s off limits. A brother’s daughter. But I’m going to make her mine.

Cover Art by Bryan Keller
Published by Changeling PressRelease Date: November 13, 2020Genres/Themes: ContemporaryRomance, Age Gap, Action Adventure, Pregnancy

Shella – The Devil’s Fury are the only family I’ve ever truly had. My mom was a junkie. When she died, no one wanted me. Except Grizzly. I had a home, until things went horribly wrong. I went wild, pushed too many boundaries, and overstayed my welcome. So I ran and didn’t look back. Trouble always seems to find me, so it’s no surprise I ended up pregnant, alone, and scared out of my mind. Then Slash shows up. Out of all the Devil’s Fury brothers to come for me, why did it have to be the one I’ve been crushing on since I was a teenager?

Slash – Little Shella was always a pretty girl. Spoiled. Outspoken. A complete terror. Now that she’s all grown up, she’s stunning. I needed to keep my hands to myself, and maybe I would have if she hadn’t been adamant not to disclose the name of her baby-daddy. Only way to protect her is to give her my name. Doesn’t matter I’m old enough to be her father. When I find out her secrets, and the reason she’d behaved so badly, I know I’ll do whatever it takes to make her feel safe… even if it means burying a few men. I already have blood on my hands. What’s a little more?

WARNING: Slash’s book contains graphic violence and sex, bad language, and scenes that may be difficult for some readers.

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When Harley’s writing, her motto is the hotter the better — off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you’ve come to the right place. She doesn’t shy away from the dangers and nastiness in the world, bringing those realities to the pages of her books, but always gives her characters a happily-ever-after and makes sure the bad guys get what they deserve.

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Book Review: Trident’s Queen by Darlene Tallman #ContemporaryRomance #bookreview @darzee_t

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Brock “Trident” Storm is an emergency room trauma nurse, using the skills he honed during his time as a Navy SEAL, he takes care of those in the community that Poseidon’s Warriors MC claims as its own. He’s content to love ‘em and leave ‘em. That is, until he treats a woman one night, who touches a part of him, one he thought was long dead. Each time she comes in, he finds himself drawn even more toward her until that last visit that landed her in ICU. Then, he just wants to get her safe and shot of her husband.


Gianna Jeffries had it all at one time – the socialite wedding, the jewels, the money, the cars. That all changed when she developed an autoimmune disease that prevented her from giving her husband an heir. Broken and battered, she finds herself under the care of an intense, slightly intimidating nurse who calls to the pieces of her that remain.


With the gangs ramping up their vandalism, the PWMC is hard-pressed to keep their community safe. Will Trident be able to handle the pressures that come with being the enforcer of an MC, running one of the club’s businesses, as well as working at the hospital, while still pursuing Gianna? Will Gianna realize that there’s more to life than being a showpiece on a pedestal and rid herself of the abuse she’s endured?

**Suitable for ages 18+ due to adult content and language

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My Review:

5-stars!

I love this series! It’s not your typical MC romance. The men are ex-military, honorable, and try to be law-abiding. We first met Trident in Poseidon’s book. He intrigued me right away. The way he takes care of Gianna is heartwarming. He won’t back down from a fight, but when it comes to his woman he definitely has a soft mushy center 🙂 If you’re looking for a book that has a slow build, you can’t go wrong with Trident’s Queen! I can’t wait to see who gets a book next.

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Slider/Ashes (Dixie Reapers MC Paperback) by Harley Wylde #NewAdult #RomanticSuspense @HarleyW_Writer

Slider (Hades Abyss MC 3)

Vasha: My husband-to-be is a cruel, vicious man and I dread the day he claims me. When my bodyguard arranges my passage to America as a mail-order bride, I didn’t count on my husband being so handsome, or so tender. There’s just one problem… he doesn’t know we’re married! Slider is angry, and I don’t know how to fix things. Leaving is the hardest decision I’ve ever made.

Slider: Having the same woman in my bed every night is starting to sound more appealing. Or guy. I’m not picky. Love is love. But when my ex-lover left a naked woman in my bed, I was pissed… until I realize she’s in trouble. She needs me, and maybe I need her too. When she runs, I realize I seriously fucked up and I have to get her back.

Ashes (Devil’s Boneyard MC 7)

Nikki — Being tortured and watching the father of my child die has scarred me. They think I loved him, that I’m mourning, but I’m not. The horror of that day lurks in the shadows of my mind, and I can’t seem to break free. Not until Ashes drags me to my ultrasound and I see my son for the first time. I should have known Ashes would swoop in like a knight on his shining Harley to save the day.

Ashes — I’ve loved Nikki for years, but I can never tell her. Renegade, her brother, would kill me if he knew. I never counted on taking her home with me, or getting caught in the shower with her. But our happily-ever-after isn’t quite in reach. I vow that I’ll do whatever it takes to get back to her. It never occurred to me that she’d be the one to save me.

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“I look forward to Harley Wylde’s MC books each moth… Slider and Vasha are super cute together. It’s a steamy entertaining read I 100% recommend. It’s a standalone but if you haven’t read the others in the Hades Abyss sereis grab those too… do yourself a favor and grab the Dixie Reapers and Devil’s Boneyard series as well.”

— 5 Stars from OMGAndyKane, Goodreads Review

“Imagine my surprise when the bisexual Slider falls madly in love with a woman. Never expected this story to be so sweet! What a good guy! Vasha and Slider were both lonely orphans and perfect for each other. Love Harley ‘s universe.”

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“You will not be disappointed! Wow!! [Nikki’s] been traumatized, but watch as she transforms back to her “badass” ways. Love Nikki!!… Ashes goes through his own trauma in this book and it’s painful and liberating watching him handle life from a different perspective. I highly recommend this book!”

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Cover Reveal: Repeat Offender (Souls Chapel Revenants MC) by Lani Lynn Vale #RomanticSuspense #CoverReveal @LaniLynnVale

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Souls Chapel Revenants MC Book 1 by Lani Lynn Vale
Coming January 12, 2021

ABOUT THE BOOK

Lynnwood Thatcher Windsor has lived a lot of lies. Seen a lot of good men go down.

But he will not stand by and watch as the world he’s built from the ground up burns to ashes before his eyes. Even if he has to build an army to combat the problem he sees brewing around him.

One step at a time, he carefully lays out his plan, building layer after careful layer until everything is where he wants it to be.

Every part is impeccably played, his pawns are in the perfect place, and then she barrels into his life, totally scattering every single piece he’s set in motion.

The bad thing is, she doesn’t even realize how badly she’s messed up until she’s roused the beast.

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The day that Six Ines Broussard met Lynnwood Thatcher Windsor was the worst day of her life.

First, she has a public breakup with a man she’s not even dating. Second, she has to deal with a black-tie event that she’d rather gouge her eyes out than to go to. Third, she then has to sit at a table for hours on end with the one man she despises.

Just wanting a break, she thinks she’ll lose herself for a few hours and do what she loves to do best—spend time by herself and go for a walk in the middle of nowhere, spot some birds, and get a little sun. Only, her day doesn’t go nearly as planned.

She walks right into the middle of hell. And at the center of it? Lynnwood Thatcher. The mayor. The man that she took one glance at on the night of his inauguration and dismissed as boring. A total stick in the mud.

Only, he’s not so boring shirtless, in the middle of nowhere, doing things that are very illegal

.At first, she’s appalled. Then her interest gets piqued. Stuck-up suit is hot! And he has tattoos. Oh, and let’s not forget one hell of a mouth on him!

Then he goes and kidnaps her, and she realizes that nobody is quite as hot as you thought they were when they’re now holding you hostage.

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Lani Lynn Vale is a Wall Street Journal & USA Today Bestselling Author of over thirty titles. She is married with three children, two dogs, two cats, a donkey, and a couple (a couple also meaning over twenty) chickens.

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Lani is married with three children and lives in the Great State of Texas.

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ULRIC
I wait, and I hang on for years hoping that my mate would come and calm this fury and pain that I carry around, but no, my woman had to be a tease, and instead of calming she has me revved up ready to tear anyone apart that looks at her.
She says that if I want her, I will have to show her that I deserve her.
How the hell do I do that? I’m not the flower and poem type.
ANASTASIA
He thinks that just because he belongs to a badass motorcycle club and is as handsome as sin I would just leave and follow him like a puppy.
Well, he will have to show me that what he says is true, actions talk louder than words and the only actions he has been showing me is of a possessive caveman.

About Alexi Ferreira

Alexi Ferreira, loves the idea of Alpha Men who take charge are possessive and care for their woman.She creates books that take you on an emotional journey whether tears, laughter or just steamy hotness.She loves to connect with readers and interacting with them through social media or even old-fashioned email.She currently lives in Lincoln, United Kingdom.

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