Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Release Tour Bullet by Nikki Spraxx

Title: Bullet
Series: Suicide Kings MC
Author: Nikki Sparxx
Genre: Contemporary MC Romance
Release Date: February 18, 2020 Cover Design: Melissa Gill

When Dixyn Knox left her home with dreams of seeing her name in lights in LA, she never thought she'd go back. Wanting to get away from the motorcycle club life she'd been born into, she left without a backward glance. But four years later, after failing to make a name for herself and getting mixed up with the wrong crowd, her grandfather passes away, and she decides to return to her roots. What she doesn't expect is to get involved with Ford Lawson, her father's biggest rival and president of the Suicide Kings MC. 
Sixteen years older, he is everything Dixyn swore she didn't want; outlaw biker, cocky as hell, with a way of getting under her skin. He pushes all her buttons, but for some reason, she can't get enough of him. They both know what they're doing is wrong, but neither are able to stop, caught up in the rush of their forbidden romance.
But when Dixyn's troubled past catches up to her, their relationship is the least of their worries.
“Well, I'll be damned,” a deep, rough voice sounded next to me.
I turned and stiffened. The person in front of me was not who I expected to see.
My dad's biggest rival—Ford Lawson.
He smirked. The small gesture made heat coil in my abdomen. “You lost, kitten? This bar, here, ain't your territory.”
I arched a brow. “My territory?”
He took a seat in the barstool next to mine, then swiveled to face me. “Yeah. This bar is Suicide King territory. No Forsaken welcome.”
I rolled my eyes. “I'm not Forsaken.”
“Your daddy is. That makes you guilty by association.”
I took a sip of my drink, annoyed by the conversation. “Look, I don't give a shit about your club politics.” Locking eyes with him, I continued, “I didn't know this was your bar; I don't care that this is your bar. I've had a pretty shitty week with my grandpa dying and all, and I just needed a drink. So if you could just leave me alone, that would be fucking great.”
He held my gaze for several seconds, amusement playing in his eyes before he extended a hand to me. “Ford Lawson.”
I eyed him before shaking his hand. “I know who you are.”
He cocked a brow, an amused smile lifting his lips. “Oh, do you now?”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. He was wearing a fitted black muscle shirt under his cut. He had several patches; one read “President” and another read “Bullet.” Their logo, the suicide king from a deck of cards with motorcycle wheels behind it, sat on the opposite side. “Yeah. My brother already warned me about you.”
He crossed his broad, tattooed arms over his chest with a chuckle. “They'd be pretty pissed if they found out you were here.”
I shrugged, taking another sip of my drink. “I'm a grown woman. I don't answer to them.”
“Well, I won't tell if you won't.”
I didn't miss the hidden innuendo in his words. A thrill rushed through me at the thought of Ford being a dirty little secret.
That was a bad idea; a very, very bad idea.
I downed the rest of my drink, then got up. “Sorry for the intrusion.”
As I turned to leave, Ford grabbed my arm. “Wait.”
I tried to pull away, my defenses kicking in, but his grip was firm. “Let me go,” I seethed, both angry and turned on at the same time. Thoughts of his rough hands running all over my body flashed in my mind.
“Didn't mean to overstep.” He let go of my arm. “Let me buy you a drink to make up for my lack of manners.”
“That's not necessary. Let's just forget this ever happened.”
I turned to leave again, and he called out after me. “Aw, c'mon, kitten, don't you want a little taste of the forbidden? I know I do.”
That stopped me in my tracks. Still, I didn't turn around, knowing how disastrous the idea was.
“Plus, it would piss your daddy off.”
I couldn't help but smile.
I exhaled a weighted breath as I turned back around. That sexy smirk curved his lips, making my sex clench. I hadn't been fucked properly in months. Matteo took two seconds to get off and left me unsatisfied.
“Fine, but if you start any shit with my family, you will regret it.”
He held his hands up in surrender, an amused smirk on his lips. “Ooh, the kitten has claws. Is that a threat?”
I shrugged. “Maybe.”
He laughed. “Let's have a drink,” he suggested, gesturing to my vacated barstool next to him. “Whatever you want is on me.”
That definitely was a bad idea. But I didn't want to go home yet, and something about Ford drew me in. His roguish smile and intense eyes did things to my insides that I'd never felt before. He was forbidden, off-limits, and that made me want him even more.
One drink couldn't hurt. Right?
“Control” by Puddle of Mudd
“Addicted” by Saving Abel
“Father Figure” by George Michael
“Closer” by Nine Inch Nails
“Move That Dope” by Future, Pharrel Williams, Pusha T
“Hurt” by Nine Inch Nails
“All Around Me” by Flyleaf
“Free Bird” by Lynyrd Skynyrd
“Sail” by AWOLNATION
“Miserable” by Lit
“Scars” by Papa Roach
“Through the Glass” by Stone Sour
“Low Life” by Future ft. The Weeknd
“Rebel Yell” by Billy Idol
“Beast-Southpaw Remix” by Rob Bailey & The Hustle Standard
“Brain Stew” by Green Day
“Sabotage” by Beastie Boys
“Heartless” by The Weeknd
Lover of angst, drama, and happily ever afters, Nikki Sparxx is the bestselling author of The Scars Series. When she's not writing, Nikki enjoys reading, binging Netflix, and spending time with her diva chihuahua and two crazy Frenchies.
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Scars & Sins by Melanie Munton Reveal



Scars & Sins

Melanie Munton

(Brooklyn Brothers, #2)
Publication date: March 31st 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance


We are the Rossetti’s.

The exiled “sixth” family of the New York mafia. We’re the good guys.

People don’t fear us…much. They respect us.

The five of us? We’re the Brooklyn Brothers.

And we protect what’s ours.

You know when you have a little sister and she has that one friend that always follows you around like a puppy? For me, that was Roxanna “Roxy” D’Angelo. That was years ago, back when our fathers didn’t hate each other. Then they became enemies and she went off to boarding school in Connecticut.
Now, she’s back…and looking nothing like the shy girl I remember.
Cavorting with anyone from the five families is strictly forbidden to someone like me. So, I can’t figure out why I keep finding myself in situations with Roxy that could bring the force of the entire mafia syndicate down on our heads. Even if those situations are the wildest, most intoxicating experiences of my life.
But with the Sicilians in town and out for blood, times have never been more dangerous. If they find out about our relationship, they won’t hesitate to remove both of us from the equation so they can restore order.
We’re not Romeo and Juliet. They both died. And I refuse to let anything happen to Roxy. I have to protect her. From my family. From hers.

I hope she won’t hate me for what I have to do.
Because it might just kill her before any bullet can.


Author Bio:

Traveler. Reader. Beach-goer. St. Louis Cardinals fan. Pasta-obsessed. North Carolina resident. Sarcastic. Bit of a nerd.
Author of the Cruz Brothers, Possession and Politics, and Timid Souls series, Melanie loves all things romance, comedies and suspense in particular because it’s boring to only stick to one sub-genre! From light-hearted comedies to sexy thrillers, she likes to mix it up, but loves her some strong alpha males and sassy heroines.
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Monday, February 17, 2020

Forever Summer by Nicole Bea Blitz & Giveaway



Forever Summer
Nicole Bea
Published by: The Wild Rose Press
Publication date: February 24th 2020
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult

Morrigan Westhaver isn’t convinced anything could make her forget her abusive ex-boyfriend—not even if she travels all the way from her home in Michigan to her father’s ranch in Alabama. Saved text messages and voicemails haunt her life with poisonous words and crippling self-doubt, but she can’t seem to let them go. On the ranch, much to her surprise, she immediately takes to a rescued horse, Stormy, as well as Levy, an attractive ranch hand. Will their understanding and gentle support help her heal, or is the damage too deep?
EXCERPT:
“We could have texted if you wanted to talk,” I remind him, patting the spot on the bed where my phone has slipped down to.
He pulls an elastic band from his wrist and snaps it into place around his hair, making a perfectly small bun before taking the towel, squeezing the excess water from the style, and taking a seat at the edge of my bed.
“You’re trying to make it sound like you don’t want me here, but I know you do. You wouldn’t have let me in otherwise, and you wouldn’t have kissed me this afternoon.” There’s a pause, the night dripping in and our faces drawing closer. “Do you believe in love at first sight, Morrigan?” His voice hangs heavy and warm in the bedroom air.
The question might be a rhetorical one, but I feel compelled to answer because I think I gave a shit answer the first time he asked me the question.
“I used to,” I reply softly, a whispered lilt to my voice that matches his own. “You know, before.” I tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
“That’s interesting.” He clasps his hands together and rests them between his thighs. His eyes tell me that isn’t the answer he wanted. “You stopped believing in love at first sight when I finally started.”

Author Bio:
NICOLE BEA is a short story author and novelist who primarily focuses on contemporary teen fiction. An avid storyteller since childhood, she has honed her skills through a variety of educational programs including management, sociology, legal studies, and cultural diversity in the workplace, most recently engaging in coursework about communication for technologists. In addition to writing for young adults, Nicole is also a technical writer for a global manufacturer of CPAP masks, machines, and other products that manage sleep-disordered breathing.
When she isn't busy updating her manuscript portfolio or catching up on her To Be Read pile, Nicole can usually be found gardening, horseback riding, or pursuing her new hobby of learning to cook. She and her husband share their home in Eastern Canada with a collection of multi-colored cats and a lifetime's worth of books.

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Cover Reveal Scars & Sins By Melanie Munton

   


Title: Scars & Sins (Brooklyn Brothers #2) 
Author: Melanie Munton 
Genre: Romantic Suspense/ Contemporary/Erotic Romance 
Release Date: March 31, 2020 
Cover Designer: L.J. Anderson at Mayhem Cover Creations 



We are the Rossetti's. The exiled "sixth" family of the New York mafia. We're the good guys. People don't fear us...much. They respect us. The five of us? We're the Brooklyn Brothers. And we protect what's ours.
You know when you have a little sister and she has that one friend that always follows you around like a puppy? For me, that was Roxanna "Roxy" D'Angelo. That was years ago, back when our fathers didn't hate each other. Then they became enemies and she went off to boarding school in Connecticut. Now, she's back...and looking nothing like the shy girl I remember. Cavorting with anyone from the five families is strictly forbidden to someone like me. So, I can't figure out why I keep finding myself in situations with Roxy that could bring the force of the entire mafia syndicate down on our heads. Even if those situations are the wildest, most intoxicating experiences of my life. But with the Sicilians in town and out for blood, times have never been more dangerous. If they find out about our relationship, they won't hesitate to remove both of us from the equation so they can restore order. We're not Romeo and Juliet. They both died. And I refuse to let anything happen to Roxy. I have to protect her. From my family. From hers.
I hope she won't hate me for what I have to do. Because it might just kill her before any bullet can.

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Ace
I followed closely behind Roxy as we stepped through the doors of the subway train. The car wasn’t packed but there were no empty seats either. Standing in the center of the car, we each grabbed one of the metal handles on the bar above our heads and braced for movement. “You really didn’t need to come with me,” she said as the lights in the tunnel system flashed by the windows. “You’ll be riding the train back by yourself for half an hour.” “Good thing I’ve got Candy Crush on my phone, then, huh?” Her smile appeared and disappeared so fast I thought I might have imagined it. “I was serious about what I said yesterday. We can’t continue to run into each other like this, Ace. Whether unintentional or not, you know both of our fathers would lose their minds if they knew about this.” She might have been right, but it wasn’t like we were doing anything really wrong. Nothing unforgivable had happened. Yet. Yes, I knew that was another terrible idea. But I couldn’t stop this train—pun intended—anymore than I could have prevented my own dick from hardening in her presence. Which it still was. “Not to mention if the other families found out,” she added. Now, that just fucking pissed me off. “My family has never let the other five dictate our lives,” I said vehemently. “And there’s no way in hell I’m going to start now. I don’t give a fuck about them or what our fathers would approve of.” Those last words were like acid on my tongue. I didn’t care about Vinnie, but I’d never once gone against my father about anything. My brothers and I respected the hell out of him. He was our patriarch, a wise and principled man. In some ways, he may have been a little too much of a traditionalist for my taste. Overall, though, we obeyed him as our leader. But regardless of how he and Vinnie would view this situation, it had nothing to do with the business between our families, nor between the five families. This was just about me and Roxy. “If you want me to stay away, Rox, then you tell me to. Say the words, but don’t use our fathers as a crutch.” Her eyes flitted back and forth between mine. “I thought I already told you to yesterday at the church.” Our gazes clashed, the air between our bodies crackling with a tense energy. I slowly shook my head. “I wasn’t convinced.” The train glided to a stop at the next station and unloaded the departing passengers. As bodies squeezed around and bumped into us, I didn’t take my eyes off of Roxy, nor did she from me. Something unspoken was passing between us, something that had started yesterday at that church. But before I could act on it, a sea of passengers flooded the car and crowded around us. When I noticed they were all wearing black and white Brooklyn Nets gear, I realized we were at the Atlantic Avenue station, which was right next to the Barclays Center where the Nets played. And judging from the smiles, laughter, and fist-bumping going on, we had won tonight’s game. I didn’t want more people around to intrude on this moment with Roxy. On the plus side, the now-cramped space forced our bodies closer together. And thank the sweet Lord above, we were close enough that her nipples were grazing my chest. I nearly groaned out loud at the contact. Friction was exactly what my jutting erection was seeking—and with painful persistence. I did everything humanly possible to avoid lewdly poking her with it. Then again… Maybe I should show her exactly how much I wanted her. Maybe she’d like knowing the kind of effect she had on me. After all, I’d like to think the reason her nipples were so stiff was because of her proximity to me. My eyes caught on the dimple in her bottom lip, and I couldn’t look away. “Convince me, Rox.” She sucked that lip between her teeth, biting down right over that dimple. I felt my forehead break out into a cold sweat, even though it was a million degrees in this goddamn car. “Convince you of what?” she asked in a breathy voice. When her gaze dropped to my mouth, I about said to hell with everyone else and just took what I fucking wanted. What I fucking needed. And that was Roxy’s mouth moving beneath my own, her tongue sliding wantonly against mine. Her expression said she wanted a kiss. And I’d make sure it was the kiss of the goddamn century. “Convince me that you want me to stay away from you.”
 





Melanie grew up in a small town in rural Missouri. After marrying her husband, she decided she wanted to try coastal life because why not? A few months later, they moved to North Carolina where she discovered her passion for writing, and they never looked back. They are now enjoying life with their beautiful daughter in Savannah, GA and loving every minute with their little Georgia peach.
Melanie’s other passion is traveling and seeing the world. With anthropology degrees under their belts, she and her husband have made it their goal in life to see as many archaeological sites around the world as possible.
She has a horrible food addiction to pasta and candy (not together…ew). And she gets sad when her wine rack is empty.
At the end of the day, she is a true romantic at heart. She loves writing the cheesy and corny of romantic comedies, and the sassy and sexy of suspense. She aims to make her readers swoon, laugh out loud, maybe sweat a little, and above all, fall in love.