Tuesday, September 1, 2026
RELEASE BLITZ for Tracking Wolfe by Lucy Lennox
Book Blitz & Giveaway for Dragon Descending by Jennifer Allis Provost
Dragons value family above all else—but when a dragon shifter can’t shift, how will he protect the ones he loves?
Lochlyn Blackmoor, the last dragon shifter in Alessia, has lost his ability to shift. Heartened by a prediction that he will shift again, Lochlyn retreats to Dragon Ridge with his beloved wife, Rosalie. They’re content to enjoy a quiet life, until they receive unsettling news from the capital city.
The king’s seer has been marked for death, all because she helped him free Rosalie’s sister from the king’s clutches.
Despite his current weakness, Lochlyn embarks on a mission to rescue the seer with his brother-in-law and spymaster in tow. Almost immediately, one of their few allies—Arthus Flameborn, Grand Master of the Order of the Phoenix, who also happens to be Rosalie’s grandfather—abandons them. As they run out of time and options, Lochlyn turns to a former foe for assistance: Basilisk, the same rogue shifter he freed from the Order’s dungeon, and nearly killed him.
Basilisk proves himself a worthy ally, and his vast knowledge Alessia’s royal family comes in handy more than once. As more of Basilisk’s past is revealed, Lochlyn learns Alessia’s darkest, most dangerous secret, information so deadly It could unravel everything he’s ever known. To make matters worse, the ruthless Grand Master wants to form a relationship with his granddaughter, Rosalie, and he doesn’t care who he hurts in the process—not even Rosalie.
And only a dragon can overpower the Grand Master.
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EXCERPT:
Lochlyn Blackmoor hated waiting.
Yet it was all he’d done for months—waiting for blowback from Serpens about their daring rescue of Caterina and Curran. For news of the rampaging basilisk he and Curran had freed from the palace dungeons. Or for the Grand Master to appear in the courtyard demanding to see his family.
Waiting to be able to shift again.
Nothing happened.
Lochlyn set his hands on the balcony’s railing, and watched the early morning activity in the castle’s courtyard. While he appreciated the calm days and nights they’d enjoyed at Dragon Ridge, retribution was inevitable. He’d insulted the king, committed several acts of treason, and set the palace on fire. King Olivar wasn’t a forgiving man; he was more likely to take Lochlyn’s head and mount it on his wall.
Still. Nothing.
Perhaps Olivar was taking his time so Lochlyn would slowly descend into madness.
Laughter floated toward him, a bright sound that Lochlyn would know anywhere. He turned toward the gardens, and saw Rosalie walking with her sister, Caterina. They both carried baskets of flowers, but behind Rosalie’s basket was her rounded belly, and inside her belly was their child.
Their child’s birth was something else Lochlyn was waiting for, and for that he was most impatient of all.
He and Rosalie already had three adopted children, and he loved them and his nephew, Jonathan, dearly. Somehow, he found yet another measure of love in his heart for this child he’d yet to meet, a babe who would be a dragon, like him.
As the strongest of the Otherworldly creatures, Lochlyn’s own dragon blood meant the child would definitely take after him, but they wouldn’t know if the child would be able to shift until he was around a year old. While Lochlyn could attain both dragon and warrior forms, his eldest brother could only shift to warrior, and his middle brothers couldn’t shift at all.
Whether the child could shift or not didn’t matter to Lochlyn. Either way, he couldn’t wait to meet their baby. Before Rosalie fell pregnant, Lochlyn had been the last living dragon in Alessia. Now both his kind and his name would live on, thanks to his beautiful wife.
“Lochlyn,” Rosalie called from the courtyard, waving to get his attention as if he hadn’t already been entranced by her every move. “There were some daisies in bloom, and the birds spared us some blackberries.”
“And elderberries,” Caterina added, holding up her basket. “Madchen can make more of her famous wine.”
Lochlyn laughed softly; there were enough casks of Madchen’s elderberry wine in the castle’s cellar to get half of Alessia drunk. “Are you two coming in for lunch?”
Rosalie opened her mouth to reply, but whatever she said was drowned out by the thunder of a dozen hooves. Lochlyn looked toward the gate and saw three gigantic stags enter the courtyard. The central and largest stag approached Rosalie and bowed.
“Hello, Cervus,” Rosalie said as the stag’s antlers scraped the ground near her feet. “And you really don’t need to be so dramatic. Will you join us for lunch?”
Author Bio:
Jennifer Allis Provost writes books about faeries, orcs and elves. Zombies, too. She grew up in the wilds of Western Massachusetts and had read every book in the local library by age twelve. (It was a small library.) An early love of mythology and folklore led to her romantic fantasy series, Fire and Claw, and her degree in environmental science helped shape her urban fantasy, Poison Garden. When she’s not writing about murderous plants or sexy dragon shifters she’s working on her MFA in Creative Nonfiction.
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Book Blitz & Giveaway for Love Next Door: A ‘90s Anthem Duet by Eve Kasey & Melanie A. Smith
One volume, two steamy interconnected romances set in 1995 Seattle
Come to My WindowHazel Bell has lost everything — her job, her apartment, and her future in Seattle. Now her whole world is a thrift-store wardrobe, a family of houseplants, and a stranger in the opposite window who knows exactly what to say.They exchange notes instead of names. Confessions instead of introductions. And somehow, the man she’s never met becomes the one person she can’t live without.
Gideon Sarkis knows the truth would end them before they ever begin.
He knows exactly who Hazel is. But she doesn’t know him — or how badly he once hurt her. The more notes they write, the harder he falls. But with his obligations pressing in and her options disappearing, their time is running out.
Some windows are meant to be opened.
But some secrets can shatter everything.
Knockin’ on Heaven’s DoorBen Pedersen is a ghostwriter stuck crafting someone else’s thrillers when a misdelivered package introduces him to the mystery of unit 203 — and its elusive occupant, Heaven Lee.Lee is a software engineer burning the candle at every possible end, helping build one of the first online bookstores. She doesn’t have time for nosy neighbors. She barely has time for sleep. But the guy upstairs keeps getting her mail, and he’s funny, patient, and her dog likes him more than the UPS guy. So maybe one coffee not-date won’t kill her.
The neighborly arrangement that follows becomes something neither of them planned. But Lee won’t admit what’s in the misdelivered packages, and Ben’s writer brain won’t let a mystery rest. When curiosity crosses a line, both must decide what matters more: protecting their secrets or fighting for what they’ve found.
Love Next Door is two warm, witty nostalgic love stories about the secrets we keep, the walls we build, and the people worth tearing them down for.
EXCERPT:
Hazel is parked in a chair in front of her window, arms around her knees as if she needs the extra support. Our gazes collide across the space between us. Even with the tiny smile she offers, she looks small and lonely, and it breaks my heart.
There is no note. Just her.
After a long moment in which we just share space, she unwinds her arms and turns to her kitchen table. Her hair falls across her face as she scribbles out a note. I watch as she tucks long locks behind her ear, and wish it’s my fingers instead.
Coffee shop? her note says. She’s drawn a steaming mug beside the words.
I nod.
And wait.
Her next note is unexpected. I saw you at the grocery store yesterday.
My stomach flips. Seriously? In the same building twice in as many days? I wonder how often that’s happened without our knowledge. Maybe we’ve been circling around each other for months, just out of reach.
And? She’d seen me and done nothing about it. Why?
A bit of her sparkle returns as she shares a small, sly smile. And I still think you’re incredibly handsome.
I chuckle softly, but I won’t let her slide. Talk to me, Picasso.
Her smile fades. Nodding, she turns her attention back to her art supplies. Her words against the glass are navy blue and stark. It’s been an invisible day. Ever feel invisible?
I don’t. My size and coloring make me stand out. I’ve never felt invisible, but I’ve never truly felt seen, either. Not until eye contact with my neighbor was all I had.
I shake my head before bending down to write the next note. I may not have seen you, but I see you. I make the last three words bold, going over the letters several times. Then I make a second sign. You shine, Hazel. Even in the dark.
Thank you, she doodles out, including leaves and buds around the letters. Then another. You have a way of helping me heal. A broken heart held together by stitches.
“Killing me, Picasso,” I breathe. That is the greatest compliment she can give me, especially knowing what I do.
You get me through the day, Hazel. Even before I knew you, you were the reason I smiled.
She puts her hand on her heart, and I swear I feel myself fall.
Smiling, Hazel writes another note and holds it up to the window. Do I get to know your name?
With those words, I hit the earth.
I refuse to let my panic show on my face. Thinking quickly, I scrawl out a desperate reply. If you’ve named all your plants, I know you’ve named me, too. What do you call me?
She visibly cringes, and heaves an exaggerated sigh I can see across the alley and holds her confession up to the window.
Fred.
I blink. As in Flintstone? Why?
Hazel is slow to reply, but I don’t mind because I have her pursed lips and another peek of her clavicle to focus on. Because you’re too sexy for your shirt.
It takes a few seconds to process her words. Then I burst out laughing, harder than I have in weeks. Not Flintstone, then. Right Said Fred. The guy with the truly obnoxious song.
Still chuckling, I glance down at my exposed abs, loving that she appreciates my hard work, loving even more that “too sexy” is how she thinks of me.
Despite the crazy day, despite the secret I’m holding in my heart, I make sure that Hazel knows that the feeling is mutual.
I let desire take over every part of me, slowly, like a trickle of light rain. I allow heat into my gaze. Leaning forward on the shelf, I let my muscles pop and eyes roam. I take her in as I share my more lascivious thoughts through body language.
For her, I strip myself bare, deeper than flesh. I stop hiding how I see her. And I drink down what I witness across the way.
Author Bio:
Eve Kasey writes for a design firm by day and reads (and writes!) indie romance novels by night. Her contemporary romances balance swoon and steam while aiming to teach readers something new. She loves romance for the hope the genre conveys as well as the amplification of the simple truth that everyone everywhere deserves a happily ever after - however that looks to them. Eve lives in and loves the Pacific Northwest.Melanie A. Smith is an award-winning, international best-selling author of steamy romance with smart, self-sufficient heroines and strong, swoony book boyfriends with hearts of gold. A former engineer turned stay-at-home mom and author, when Melanie is not lost in the world of books you’ll find her spending time with her husband and son, crafting, or cross-stitching.
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Monday, August 31, 2026
Release & Review for Property of Incubus: Kings of Anarchy: Indiana by DM Earl


Title: Property of Incubus: Kings of Anarchy MC: Indiana Author: D.M. Earl
Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense & MC Romance
Release Date: August 28, 2026
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.
He's a ruthless killer. She's fighting for her life. Together, they'll risk it all for the one they truly love.
INCUBUS Enforcer of the Kings of Anarchy MC's Indiana Chapter, Cullen "Incubus" MacDonald is a liar, and his lies are about to come tumbling forth, destroying everything he's ever worked for. Incubus knows who he needs to protect and why--a lie he's kept from his brothers. Now, with the chapter going through changes and redirection, Incubus worries his brothers won't accept him once the truth comes out.
STELLA On her own for as long as she can remember, Stella's time is running out. She's in danger, and the only person she can trust is Incubus, the one person she’s trying to protect. But, he has one job, and it's not to protect her. His job is more important than protecting her--he must protect their secrets at all costs.
Now, with Stella's life on the line, Incubus is torn between two loves and his duty to his brothers. How can he choose between love and loyalty when so much is at stake?
Welcome to the Kings of Anarchy MC, where the Kings rule in chaos, and the open road is our Kingdom. With 42 of your favorite authors penning their own chapters in this outlaw empire, you'll dive into a world where rules are a thing of the past. Here, nobody messes with the Kings or lays a hand on their property—because these badass bikers claim their lovers with pride. Enter a universe where loyalty is everything, legends are born, and every ride is unforgettable.
Are you ready to ride with the Kings of Anarchy MC?
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Review of Incubus and Stella's Story by Ms. Earl
Ms. Earl delivers another pulse-quickening entry in the realm of MC Romance with Incubus and Stella's Story, a novel that weaves raw emotion, loyalty, and unexpected tenderness into a gritty plot. Known for her evocative storytelling and complex characters, the author once again proves why she is a standout voice in a genre often flooded with clichés. This review highlights the story’s emotional heft, character depth, and the balance of darkness and light that make the novel resonate long after the final page.
One of the greatest strengths of this book is its vivid, multifaceted characters. Incubus, apparently a figure well-established in the author’s universe, surprises readers by revealing a less-seen, softer side through his interactions with his daughter Isabella. The way Isabella brings light into otherwise dark moments creates an emotional anchor throughout the story; she is undeniably a “little heart melter,” whose presence humanizes even the toughest characters. The loyalty and support among the cast enrich the story, providing moments of levity as well as fierce protection that feel authentic and earned. Stella, in particular, shines as a beacon of strength and determination. Her unwavering hope to reunite with loved ones adds a timeless quality of faith and endurance, grounding the plot's more intense, sometimes heavier themes.
The plot itself is an emotional rollercoaster, expertly crafted to evoke a wide range of feelings. It doesn’t shy away from darker themes that might be triggering for some readers, but it handles them with the sensitivity and grit fans might expect from Ms. Earl’s previous works. The plot unfolds with unexpected twists that surprise without feeling contrived, maintaining momentum and deepening intrigue. These twists—notably the lingering questions surrounding characters like Gino—set up eager anticipation for what may come next in the series, hinting at unfinished business that will keep readers hooked.
What truly elevates the novel is the author’s skillful balance of tone. While the storyline tackles serious and sometimes heartbreaking issues, moments of humor and warmth diffuse the tension beautifully. This layered approach ensures the story never feels relentlessly bleak; instead, it pulses with a realistic portrayal of life’s complexities—where laughter and sorrow exist side by side. This balance not only enhances character relatability but also gives the reader emotional reprieve, making the heavier moments hit even harder.
Incubus and Stella's Story is a compelling, emotionally immersive read that will appeal especially to fans of intense, character-driven MC Romance. It is best suited for those who can embrace darker themes alongside strong emotional payoff. Ms. Earl continues to build on her reputation for creating memorable characters that linger in the mind and heart long after the story closes. For readers who appreciate stories that make you both laugh and cry, while delivering surprises that defy expectations, this book is a rewarding journey.
I find myself wondering about the future of Incubus, Stella, and Isabella, and especially about that enigmatic Gino. Will the unresolved tensions find resolution, or will new conflicts arise? Such questions keep the mind turning, a testament to the author’s talent for crafting a plot that stays alive beyond the page.


D.M. Earl is a U.S.A. Today Bestselling Author who spins stories about real life situations with characters that are authentic, genuine, and sincere. Each of her stories allow the characters to come to life with each turn of the page while they try to find their HEA through much drama and angst. D.M. finds ideas for her next story from within those around her and what she experiences in daily life. Each book has a part of her left behind in it. She lives in Northwest Indiana married to her best friend who was instrumental in the start of her writing career in 2014. When not writing D.M. loves to read, play with her seven fur-babies (yeah crazy) and ride her Harley Dyna Lowrider.
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