Blitz & Giveaway for Beast by Cambria Hebert

Beast

Cambria Hebert

(House of Misfits, #4)

Publication date: November 12th 2021

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Fairy Tales, Retelling, Romance

A tale as old as time…

A charismatic man cannot see beyond his own

brilliant reflection, never learning that true beauty lies within.

His selfish behavior draws the ire of a witch with enchantment on her wicked tongue.

A fiery curse is unleashed, engulfing the self-centered man’s entire existence.

When at last the flames are extinguished,

he gazes upon his reflection to discover he is no longer breathtakingly handsome

but condemned with scorched flesh and twisted scars.

He is no longer a man at all… but a beast.

While the ferocious beast rages, alienating everyone far and wide,

a woman whose beauty is far more than skin-deep

dwells in a world much simpler than his.

The beauty’s quiet life is disrupted when she is ambushed, threatened,

and boldly steps in the path of her father’s debt.

However, it’s not the thugs on her tail or the roaring beast

testing her patience that threatens to be this sassy beauty’s downfall.

It’s the way her heart flutters whenever he is near.

But some curses just can’t be broken, and really…

How can she truly ever love a beast?

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EXCERPT:

“How long has it been since you’ve had a shower?”

“Are you saying I stink?” I yelled.

“Yes,” she deadpanned.

I drew back, shock rendering me silent.

“Damn. Is that all I had to do to get you to shut up all this time? Just tell you, you stink?”

I low growl vibrated my throat. It hurt, but I didn’t stop.

Her eyes rolled. Their color was beautiful, reminding me of roasted chestnuts from street vendors around the holidays.

I wondered if I’d even be able to walk the street this year. My face would probably scare everyone.

“I’m asking because now that your bandages and stitches are removed, it would be a good time to shower off before I re-cover it all.”

“I haven’t had a shower since before. Only a couple sponge baths.” Then a piece of the old me slipped out, a piece I’d thought had been gone for good. Leaning in with a slight smirk and naughty whisper, I asked, “You offering to give me a sponge bath?”

Without missing a beat, she also leaned in. “I guess I am.”

The messy room fell away, and for a moment, I forgot I was a hideous, exposed beast overwhelmed with discomfort and cast aside by the people I’d trusted. All that remained was a pair of hickory eyes regarding me with sassy mirth. Her crimson-stained lips pursed, and my eyes lingered upon them, suddenly so incredibly hungry. Unlike mine, her skin was flawless, smooth, and richly pigmented.

She’s beautiful.

The long column of her neck was graceful and always exposed because the curls on her head were short and wild. My fingers itched to wrap around it, gripping with just enough force to possess her while my mouth devoured hers.

“What’s the matter, Ander? Not used to someone calling your bluff?” Her voice was amused but hushed, and something deep inside me howled in delight that she might not be as composed as she portrayed.

I leaned closer, noting the way her nostrils flared. We were so close now we shared the same breath. Hers smelled faintly of mint and was more rapid than before. “Who said I was bluffing?” I whispered.

Her cheeks turned slightly reflective, taking on a glossy sheen, and she pulled back, eyes flaring just a bit. She was flustered.

Author Bio:

Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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Beast

Cambria Hebert

(House of Misfits, #4)

Publication date: November 12th 2021

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Fairy Tales, Retelling, Romance

A tale as old as time…

A charismatic man cannot see beyond his own

brilliant reflection, never learning that true beauty lies within.

His selfish behavior draws the ire of a witch with enchantment on her wicked tongue.

A fiery curse is unleashed, engulfing the self-centered man’s entire existence.

When at last the flames are extinguished,

he gazes upon his reflection to discover he is no longer breathtakingly handsome

but condemned with scorched flesh and twisted scars.

He is no longer a man at all… but a beast.

While the ferocious beast rages, alienating everyone far and wide,

a woman whose beauty is far more than skin-deep

dwells in a world much simpler than his.

The beauty’s quiet life is disrupted when she is ambushed, threatened,

and boldly steps in the path of her father’s debt.

However, it’s not the thugs on her tail or the roaring beast

testing her patience that threatens to be this sassy beauty’s downfall.

It’s the way her heart flutters whenever he is near.

But some curses just can’t be broken, and really…

How can she truly ever love a beast?

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Author Bio:

Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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Beast by Marteeka Karland Blitz & Giveaway

Beast

Marteeka Karland

(Salvation’s Bane, #2)

Published by: Changeling Press

Publication date: June 26th 2020

Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

Fleur: Never in a million years would I have expected a woman I considered a friend to betray me in the worst possible way. Yet it happened. Drugged and in the back room of a BDSM club, I was about to be used in a brutal way. Until he exploded to my rescue.

Beast: I’m Salvation’s Bane’s enforcer. My job is to protect. So when I notice something amiss in the BDSM club Bane owns, I’m there to shut that shit down. What I find is a woman who ignites passions inside me better left alone. What will she think when she finds out the lengths I’ll go to protect what’s mine? I come by my name honest. When it comes to protecting my club, or my woman, I’m the most ferocious beast you could ever imagine.

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EXCERPT:

His own chuckle surprised Beast. He wasn’t the kind of man who laughed much. “The only rule you need to worry about is to do what I tell you. Beyond that, there aren’t many rules. Don’t betray the club. Don’t talk about anything you see here unless it’s with me. That’s it. The girls will probably test you, but that’s normal.”

“Test me?”

“Oh yeah. They got Vicious’s ol’ lady drunk at the first party she went to.”

“That doesn’t sound too bad.”

“Well, once her inhibitions were gone, she put on a show like no one had ever seen. And we own two strip clubs.”

“Wow. Was she pissed?”

He shrugged. “Don’t know what she said to Vicious in private, but I can tell you it backfired mightily on the girls. They all got laid, but every single man in the club had visions of Lucy in his head when they fucked, I can tell you that.”

She opened her mouth then closed it. Tried again. “I have no idea what to say to that.”

He snorted. “Not much to say. Everyone had a good time and Vicious learned a thing or two about his ol’ lady. Mainly that she’s an exhibitionist.”

“Holy shit!”

That got a chuckle out of him. Again, it startled him that the sound came so easily. It made his chest feel funny, too. OK, so it wasn’t the sound of his laughter that got him. It was the woman in front of him. She made him do it so easily. Almost casually. Every time he did it, he could see her lips twitch. Most of the time, her smile followed. And it was a glorious smile. Fucking glorious! Just like the sunshine he’d nicknamed her.

“Yeah. That’s what we said. They tend to not be discreet about fuckin’. Vicious has always been up for a good time, but I think he’s met his match in Lucy.”

“I think I better sleep on this. You know I’m probably not going to do anything like that while I’m here. Right?”

“Sunshine, no one expects you to. Join in the fun, watch, or don’t participate in any way. Stay for the food until you see it’s goin’ in a way you are uncomfortable with. No one judges.”

She yawned and stretched, pulling his shirt tight over her tits before she adjusted it absently. Thing nearly swallowed her whole, but she’d gotten tangled settling into bed. “What about you? You judging me for what happened in the club?”

That hit him like she’d slapped him. “Sunshine, none of that was your fault.”

“I didn’t have to walk in there. I could have said ‘no’ to Debbie. I willingly went into a BDSM club, knowing what went on there.” She shook her head slightly. “More precisely, I thought I knew what went on, but that’s not the point.”

“Then what is? ‘Cause, I gotta tell ya, I’m not likin’ where you’re goin’ with this.” Did she really think he’d take advantage of her just because she was in a place like that? “I work there, honey. I’m there every fuckin’ night it’s open. I’ve seen lots of women come and go. Literally. In all senses of the word. All different shapes, sizes, colors, and sexual orientation. They come there for even more different reasons. Some want to fuck anything moving anywhere they can. Others want to find a Dom who can care for their needs, not all of them sexual in nature. Then there are the ones who are just curious. They come in wanting to watch and fantasize. I think you fall into the latter category, though, I bet I could make you want to try at least some of the shit goin’ on in there.”

“In your dreams, big guy.” She yawned again. “That’s not me.”

“Whatever you say, Sunshine.”

He sat back in the chair he’d pulled near the bed and sprawled out. It wasn’t the most comfortable place in the world, but he didn’t want to leave her alone until Doc said it was OK. The longer he sat there, the more uncomfortable it got. And not because of the chair. Picturing Fleur at one of the club’s wild and rowdy parties was getting him hard. Maybe she’d participate, maybe she wouldn’t. But she’d watch. She’d be there. He’d just bet he could coax her behind a palm tree or something. If not, he’d still get to enjoy watching her watch others.

Fuck.

“Gideon?” That sleepy, sultry note to her voice was the nail in his coffin. His cock was sprung like a fucking teenager. Barely suppressing his frustrated groan, he sat up a little straighter.

“You all right, Sunshine?”

“Uh, yeah. I’m fine. I just… well, that chair can’t be comfortable. Why not go on to your room? I promise I won’t get up by myself. You’ve done enough for now.”

“This is my room. And I’m not leavin’ you by yourself. Just go back to sleep.”

There was another long silence. Then, “Beast.” Her tone brooked no nonsense, a bit of a dominant tone to it when he was certain that wasn’t her core personality. He also noticed she used his street name, not his given name. “Just get in the fucking bed, will you?”

“Snippy little thing, huh?”

“I’m not lying here while you’re in that stupid chair like a dumbass. There’s plenty of room in here for both of us.”

“Not afraid I’ll take advantage?”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll take advantage. But I’m not in a position to be taken advantage of by you, and you’re not the kind of guy to push it.”

He stood and crossed to the bed. Instead of going around to the other side where there was more room and he wouldn’t crowd her, he slipped in close to her small body. “You sure about that?” He took her little hand, his big one wrapping completely around her wrist with room to spare, and pulled it to his crotch. “‘Cause I ain’t sure my own Goddamned self.”

Instead of pulling away, she wrapped those slim fingers around his cock through his jeans. “Absolutely,” she answered. Did she sound a little breathless? “If that was the kind of man you were, you wouldn’t have rescued me from those creeps in the first place.”

Beast let go of her wrist but covered her hand with his, pressing it against his dick so he could move a little and have at least some of the friction he wanted. “You’re gonna be the fuckin’ death of me, woman.”

Author Bio:

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. Now, she breathes life into faeries, space hunters, werewolves, vampires, shapeshifters, and a few just plane ole ordinary people. She loves to see the awkward, self-conscious band geek get the captain of the football team and make him beg for it.

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Release Tour & Review for BEAST by SC Daiko

Title: BEAST

Author: SC Daiko

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mafia Romance/Romantic Suspense

Release Date: September 20, 2018 Cover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs Cover Photography: Wander Book Club Photography

I’ve been sold by my own father to a beast.

Gleb Sokolov is the definition of a savage.

He’s an animal in bed and everywhere else.

A notorious Russian mobster, badass personified.

And my father just sold me to him, to pay off a debt.

But there’s something Gleb doesn’t know… we have a son,

and I’ll do anything to keep him from finding out.

Eva Petrenko.

Sassy, secretive, trouble with a capital T.

She drives me fucking insane.

Except, when her father offers her to me, I find I can’t resist.

She belongs with me, even if she refuses to believe it.

Eva hates me, but I’ll go to the ends of the earth to protect her.

Problem is, Eva’s father isn’t the only one with debts…

and mine are the kind I’ll need to pay with my own blood.

This was an enjoyable read.I enjoy this author's stories so always looking forward to her releases.

I enjoyed the story plot and enjoyed most of the characters but, I will have to say that Eva's parents not at all and If I was her would have written them off but, she had such a generous heart it was not in her to do so.

I always pick a favorite character and mine is going to be Gleb and that is because he was willing to sacrifice so much for those he loved but also give up the only life he has known to protect them as well as love them.I found Gleb to be brass,conceded but underneath all the dark and dangerous he had a heart as well as a conscience.I also loved that he even had limits that he wouldn't cross.I felt  bad and even sad at the fact he was constantly waring with himself and what was best for Eva and his son.

Eva what to say other than she was a sweetheart.I loved that she had a bit of feisty-ness to her as well and a backbone too.I loved how protective she was of her son.I loved how patient she was with Gleb as he continued to work through all these new emotions that she stirred up in him.

The story flowed nicely and had a bit of suspense and also about a second chance at the life you would have chosen not the one your were dealt but, had the courage to make the change even if it killed her.

I enjoyed the romance between this couple and as the story played out they had quite a few sexy scene's but, my only complaint would be I felt that this couple  never connected on a intimate level (meaning I never felt the love between them even knowing they loved one another) maybe it was just the fact that Gleb guarded his heart and emotions fiercely to the very end and just finally realizing really what he had to lose and let us see what was beneath the surface.

Overall the story was good from beginning to end.Was I wowed this time around  ? "no" but ,it was a nice enjoyable read to pass the time.

"Holy Beast! What a read! One of the best reads of 2018!" - Donna

"Unbelievably Raw, devastatingly beautiful and amazingly written," - Julie W

"Such a beautiful sadistic and vicious beast; how can someone so bad be so deliciously good?" - Clare H

"A swoon-worthy read that will blow you away," - Linda

Without warning, my head starts to spin. Shit, I shouldn’t have drunk that cocktail so fast. I can’t see any signs indicating the bathroom. Maybe I can escape for a few minutes behind one of these doors? I’m not that desperate to pee, just need somewhere peaceful to sit and wait for my brain to clear.

I step into an office unlike any I’ve been in before. Ritzy, with an executive desk in the center that’s the size of my bed at home. My eyes are immediately drawn to a stack of banknotes on top of the shiny surface. I tiptoe across the room.

Wow, it’s a pile of one-hundred-dollar bills.

I pick one up to examine it.

Surely these can’t be real?

“What the fuck are you doing in here?” a baritone voice booms.

The air around me compresses, and I spin around.

A man in a tux is standing in the doorway, piercing blue eyes glowering at me. He’s so big his shoulders nearly meet the doorjambs.

And he’s drawn a fucking gun on me!

“I was looking for the bathroom.” I drop the money back onto the table, my heartbeat thudding in my ears.

Blue Eyes paces up to me, holsters his firearm and grabs my wrist. “Who sent you to snoop?” His English is good, but I detect a familiar intonation. “Was it Vadim Rayt?” he adds.

“No one sent me,” I blurt out in Russian. “I’m telling the truth.”

I try to squirm out of Blue Eyes’ hold, but he pulls me against his rock-hard chest, towering above me and invading my senses with his spicy sandalwood cologne.

“Let me go.” I struggle and aim a kick at his shin.

His laugh is scornful. “Not before you give me a better explanation.”

I bite my bottom lip, trying to come up with something. “I just needed some time out.”

“Time out? You’ve got to be kidding. The only women who come in here on their own are hookers. High-class hookers who bribe the doorman.” His gaze roves over my body. “Either you’re a whore or a spy. Which one is it?”

An idea occurs to me. How I can get out of this situation. “I’m a hooker,” my voice purrs.

I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. I’ve never been so blatant… like ever. But desperate times call for desperate measures. Once I’ve gotten his pants down around his legs I’ll make a run for it. I reach for his belt buckle with my free hand.

With a groan he lets go my wrist and pushes me to my knees. “You better be good.”

I’ve never given a blow-job in my life. It wasn’t something I felt I could offer my ex, the only boyfriend I’ve ever had.

But I’m not gonna suck Blue Eyes off, am I?

This is only a means to an end.

I pull down his suit pants, and he releases his monster cock himself. Oh. My. God. There’s a ring-style piercing at the tip. Is that what they call a Prince Albert? I stare at it, fascinated.

“Like what you see, Kotenok?”

Somehow, I don’t mind being called kitten by him.

Mistake, Eva.

Big mistake.

Focus on the task at hand… You need to get out of here.

I jump to my feet and prepare to run.

But he grabs me by the hair, yanking me against him. “Oh, yes, you are good, little slut. But not as good as you think you are. Time you learned a lesson.”

He steps out of his pants and drags me over to his executive chair.

“What are you doing?” I yelp.

“Punishing you for attempting a fast one. I’m going to spank your ass.”

“And then you’ll let me go.” It’s more a statement than a question.

“One step at a time, Kitten. First, I will punish you… then we negotiate.”

SC Daiko, aka Siobhan (pronounced Shivawn), is an award-winning, international bestselling contemporary romance author. Originally from the UK, she now lives in Italy with her husband and two cats.

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Book Review for Beast by SC Daiko

Title: BEAST

Author: SC Daiko

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mafia Romance/Romantic Suspense

Release Date: September 20, 2018 Cover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs Cover Photography: Wander Book Club Photography
Reviewed by Angels With Attitude Book Reviews

I’ve been sold by my own father to a beast.

Gleb Sokolov is the definition of a savage.

He’s an animal in bed and everywhere else.

A notorious Russian mobster, badass personified.

And my father just sold me to him, to pay off a debt.

But there’s something Gleb doesn’t know… we have a son,

and I’ll do anything to keep him from finding out.

Eva Petrenko.

Sassy, secretive, trouble with a capital T.

She drives me fucking insane.

Except, when her father offers her to me, I find I can’t resist.

She belongs with me, even if she refuses to believe it.

Eva hates me, but I’ll go to the ends of the earth to protect her.

Problem is, Eva’s father isn’t the only one with debts…

and mine are the kind I’ll need to pay with my own blood.

This was an enjoyable read.I enjoy this author's stories so always looking forward to her releases.

I enjoyed the story plot and enjoyed most of the characters but, I will have to say that Eva's parents not at all and If I was her would have written them off but, she had such a generous heart it was not in her to do so.

I always pick a favorite character and mine is going to be Gleb and that is because he was willing to sacrifice so much for those he loved but also give up the only life he has known to protect them as well as love them.I found Gleb to be brass,conceded but underneath all the dark and dangerous he had a heart as well as a conscience.I also loved that he even had limits that he wouldn't cross.I felt  bad and even sad at the fact he was constantly waring with himself and what was best for Eva and his son.

Eva what to say other than she was a sweetheart.I loved that she had a bit of feisty-ness to her as well and a backbone too.I loved how protective she was of her son.I loved how patient she was with Gleb as he continued to work through all these new emotions that she stirred up in him.

The story flowed nicely and had a bit of suspense and also about a second chance at the life you would have chosen not the one your were dealt but, had the courage to make the change even if it killed her.

I enjoyed the romance between this couple and as the story played out they had quite a few sexy scene's but, my only complaint would be I felt that this couple  never connected on a intimate level (meaning I never felt the love between them even knowing they loved one another) maybe it was just the fact that Gleb guarded his heart and emotions fiercely to the very end and just finally realizing really what he had to lose and let us see what was beneath the surface.

Overall the story was good from beginning to end.Was I wowed this time around  ? "no" but ,it was a nice enjoyable read to pass the time.

Without warning, my head starts to spin. Shit, I shouldn’t have drunk that cocktail so fast. I can’t see any signs indicating the bathroom. Maybe I can escape for a few minutes behind one of these doors? I’m not that desperate to pee, just need somewhere peaceful to sit and wait for my brain to clear.

I step into an office unlike any I’ve been in before. Ritzy, with an executive desk in the center that’s the size of my bed at home. My eyes are immediately drawn to a stack of banknotes on top of the shiny surface. I tiptoe across the room.

Wow, it’s a pile of one-hundred-dollar bills.

I pick one up to examine it.

Surely these can’t be real?

“What the fuck are you doing in here?” a baritone voice booms.

The air around me compresses, and I spin around.

A man in a tux is standing in the doorway, piercing blue eyes glowering at me. He’s so big his shoulders nearly meet the doorjambs.

And he’s drawn a fucking gun on me!

“I was looking for the bathroom.” I drop the money back onto the table, my heartbeat thudding in my ears.

Blue Eyes paces up to me, holsters his firearm and grabs my wrist. “Who sent you to snoop?” His English is good, but I detect a familiar intonation. “Was it Vadim Rayt?” he adds.

“No one sent me,” I blurt out in Russian. “I’m telling the truth.”

I try to squirm out of Blue Eyes’ hold, but he pulls me against his rock-hard chest, towering above me and invading my senses with his spicy sandalwood cologne.

“Let me go.” I struggle and aim a kick at his shin.

His laugh is scornful. “Not before you give me a better explanation.”

I bite my bottom lip, trying to come up with something. “I just needed some time out.”

“Time out? You’ve got to be kidding. The only women who come in here on their own are hookers. High-class hookers who bribe the doorman.” His gaze roves over my body. “Either you’re a whore or a spy. Which one is it?”

An idea occurs to me. How I can get out of this situation. “I’m a hooker,” my voice purrs.

I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. I’ve never been so blatant… like ever. But desperate times call for desperate measures. Once I’ve gotten his pants down around his legs I’ll make a run for it. I reach for his belt buckle with my free hand.

With a groan he lets go my wrist and pushes me to my knees. “You better be good.”

I’ve never given a blow-job in my life. It wasn’t something I felt I could offer my ex, the only boyfriend I’ve ever had.

But I’m not gonna suck Blue Eyes off, am I?

This is only a means to an end.

I pull down his suit pants, and he releases his monster cock himself. Oh. My. God. There’s a ring-style piercing at the tip. Is that what they call a Prince Albert? I stare at it, fascinated.

“Like what you see, Kotenok?”

Somehow, I don’t mind being called kitten by him.

Mistake, Eva.

Big mistake.

Focus on the task at hand… You need to get out of here.

I jump to my feet and prepare to run.

But he grabs me by the hair, yanking me against him. “Oh, yes, you are good, little slut. But not as good as you think you are. Time you learned a lesson.”

He steps out of his pants and drags me over to his executive chair.

“What are you doing?” I yelp.

“Punishing you for attempting a fast one. I’m going to spank your ass.”

“And then you’ll let me go.” It’s more a statement than a question.

“One step at a time, Kitten. First, I will punish you… then we negotiate.”

SC Daiko, aka Siobhan (pronounced Shivawn), is an award-winning, international bestselling contemporary romance author. Originally from the UK, she now lives in Italy with her husband and two cats.

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