Blazing #BlogTour: Seeds Of Eden by A.P. Watson

Seeds of Eden
A.P. Watson
(The Concilium, #1)
Publication date: January 25th 2017
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Haunted by visions of the execution of an innocent man, Evey discovers that the secrets of her past and a mysterious stranger are irrevocably intertwined.

Visions of decapitated corpses, pools of blood, and a masked executioner have haunted Evey for as long as she can remember. Torn between a life in the waking world and dreams of the dead, she realizes her normal existence is nothing more than an illusion. As the veil between reality and her subconscious dissipates, she begins to question her own sanity. Each night as she closes her eyes, she wonders what wrongs she committed to warrant such a curse.

When a handsome stranger suddenly appears in Evey’s life, he is able to provide her with the answers she seeks. However, the only thing more mystifying than Conrad’s appearance in one of her nightmares is the undeniable attraction she feels for him. It is only when he confesses their fates and souls have been intertwined for centuries that an ancient secret is revealed. Now, the two of them must outrun a great darkness or it will claim their lives again.

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“Everyone quiet down,” Mr. Rieder ordered. “Your book for the semester is already in front of you. Write your name in the front page and make sure you bring it to every class.” Mr. Rieder was a short plump man who was as round as he was tall. His black hair was littered with streaks of white, and his gold circular spectacles always rested on the tip of his nose. The way his mouth was shaped always reminded me of a turtle, as if at any moment his head might recede beneath his dark green sweater. “Now I want all of you to turn to page 256. We will be talking about the Spanish Inquisition today.” I flipped my book open and immediately began studying the first paragraph. “Read over that section while I go through the class roster. When you hear your name, please raise your hand so I can see who all is here.” I perused the page as he called out various names, barely hearing mine. My hand shot into the air for a second before resuming my reading.

“We’re going to start off talking about the two rulers of Spain who initiated the Inquisition.” He turned back around and started scribbling various dates and names across the white marker board. “Essentially, the purpose of the Spanish Inquisition was to punish converted Jews and Muslims who were thought to be insincere in their conversions. Authorities of the church instituted it, but it was under control of the Spanish monarchy. It was established in 1480 by Ferdinand the Second of Aragon and his wife Isabella the First of Castile. If you turn the page you can see a painting of Isabella in the top left corner.” I flipped the page over and glanced at the picture. The first thing I noticed was the pendant hanging around her neck. Its beauty perfectly complimented the delicate gold and pearl crown she wore. An ornate gown clung to her fair skin, making her appear every bit the queen she was. I could hear the door open and shut with a slam, but my eyes remained on the woman in the picture. Something about her seemed familiar to me, as if I were looking at a picture of an old friend whom I hadn’t seen in years. I was unable to tear my eyes away from her, even when Mr. Rieder announced that a new student was joining our class. “Class, this is Conrad Bourdet. He is a new student here at Tulson, so I want all of you to make him feel welcome! Where are you from, Mr. Bourdet?”

“Los Angeles.”

“Well, you certainly did come a long way from Los Angeles, but anyway, we’re glad to have you in our class! Why don’t you take the open seat in the back by Claire?”

Suddenly, Caroline elbowed me in the shoulder.

“Ouch! What was that for?” I asked, shooting her a glare.

“Because the most gorgeous guy that’s ever been to this school just walked into class and you’re staring at that stupid book!”

“You assaulted me over a guy?”

“Heck yes, I did!” she whispered. “Just look at him!”

I glanced up from my book, only to see Conrad’s back as he turned away from me. Claire stood in front of him, chatting flirtatiously. He had a deep, golden tan and short chestnut colored hair. He ran a hand through it, causing the brown locks to become slightly disheveled. As I looked at him, I noticed he had to be at least six feet tall, and despite his height, you could see the well-developed muscles in his arms stretching underneath the tight black shirt he was wearing. Confidence seemed to roll off him in waves, which was fitting because every girl in class was ogling him. I turned to see the notes Mr. Rieder had added to the board. When I put my pencil to my notebook, the point broke off, smearing a line of graphite across my white paper.

“Oh crap!” I said, muttering silent curses at my pencil. “Hey Caroline, my pencil just broke. Can I borrow one of yours?”

“I only have the one. I forgot to grab an extra out of the locker,” she whispered back.          “Sorry, Evey.”

“It’s okay. I might have something in my bag.” Before my hands could slide off the table, a voice stopped me.

“Here, use mine. I don’t really need it.” I followed the voice to see the new student leaning across the aisle, a pencil in his outstretched hand. My mouth fell open in surprise. The stranger from the gym now sat across from me. I appraised his features before settling my gaze on his bright blue eyes. They reminded me of a pair of brilliant sapphire earrings my mother kept in her jewelry box. “See something you like?” he asked with a wicked smile.

A rush of heat warmed the apples of my cheeks. “Don’t you need it to take notes?” He knew I was blatantly gawking at him, but at this point in time, I didn’t care. The prisoner from my dream wasn’t just a figment of my imagination. He was real, tangible and there was nothing to stop me from reaching out to touch him.

“Nope, I never take notes.” He reached even further. “Seriously, just take it.”

“Thanks,” I replied, stretching toward him. As we exchanged the pencil, something within me snapped and my fingers wrapped instinctively around his wrist. Conrad tugged on my arm gently, pulling us closer to one another. My free hand grazed the side of his cheek. He wasn’t a dream, he wasn’t a symptom of a mental illness; he was reality.

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town of Estill Springs, Tennessee. Growing up in a rural town allowed her imagination to run wild, and Paige began making up stories in her head at a young age. This storytelling eventually transformed into a love of writing. She is currently penning her first trilogy, The Concilium Series, and is also planning to write four companion novellas to accompany it. She is an avid reader, enjoying a variety of genres and authors from Jane Austen to Charlaine Harris.

When she isn’t reading or writing, Paige spends the majority of her time dancing. She has been taking pole dancing lessons for the past three years and couldn’t be more in love with the sport. The blend of athleticism, grace, and flexibility required to dance continually challenges her and she strives to not only build strength but defy gravity, as well. Paige has a Bachelor’s of Science degree in Nursing from East Tennessee State University. She has been a critical care nurse at Bristol Regional Medical Center for the last five years. She currently resides in Johnson City, Tennessee with her adorable dog, Elle.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Feral by Laxmi Hariharan

Laxmi Hariharan
(Many Lives, #1)
Publication date: May 29th 2016
Genres: Adult, Paranormal Romance, Romance, Urban Fantasy

When your destiny stares right at you and you don’t see it…


He’s all I ever wanted

but, can I let myself love him?


I love her so I let her go

Will she come back to me?

Something about lethal, predatory, shifter Luke calls out me. He’s my fated mate.

It tears me apart, but I must walk away from him to find my blood family.

What I hadn’t counted on was uncovering secrets about my past.

Revelations that change my life forever.

I now face the ultimate test to become Alpha.

If I lose, the future of my pack is at stake.

Can I overcome the challenge, while winning back the only man I want to be with?

A standalone paranormal romance sizzling with love, lust, betrayal and shifters. This is book 1 of 2 in the main Many Lives Series. This duet is complete with Feral and Taken.

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Pain lances through me, so strong I feel I’ve been hit. Feel the blood running down my forehead, down my side. It’s so real, I put my palm to my forehead. But of course, I’m not bleeding.

It’s not me.


I just know it’s him. I’d turned down the bond, and yet, somehow, I’m in his head, in his skin. Wearing that golden pelt that’s Luke’s wolf. He races through the forest. I recognize the sal trees, the smell of earth and dirt and the wild animals hidden in the trees. The wolf throws its head back.


The sound so desperate, so mournful, it raises the hair on the back of my neck. I sense in the beast a desperate need to be free. To be rid of its mortal form. Break the ties holding him back to the pack, to this earth.

No more man. No more wolf.


No, Luke, don’t go.

My throat closes as wave after wave of fear, of a heaviness so dense I can’t seem to move, weighs in on me.

My stomach twists, heart pounding so loudly I’m sure the entire café can hear it.

Pain shoots down my legs. I don’t know how, but I know he’s given up. Luke is wounded, that much is clear. His spirit yearns to be free. It yearns for me.

Don’t you fucking die on me, Luke. You hear? If you do, I’ll never forgive you. I’ll haunt you, follow you even in the afterlife if you do. 

Maybe I said it aloud, or perhaps I whispered it to him in my head. Either way, it seems to have an effect. The wolf slows, comes to a stop. Its body on alert, tail erect. It raises its head, sniffs.

It can smell me.

Just as I can smell that dark wood and tangy citrus that is So. Very. Luke.

Luca. Stay. Wait for me.

The vision shatters into a million pieces. My eyes focus on the jagged edges of the broken cup on the floor.

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In a world full of shifters, vampires and immortals, the Many Lives Series is a fast paced paranormal romance series. Packed with sizzling romance and action scenes that will take your breath away, this series traces the love stories of one woman’s illegitimate descendants; all united by the power of her infamous sword.

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Main Series

Feral (Maya and Luke’s story)

Taken (Jai and Ariana’s story)

The Ascendants

Redemption (Mikhail and Leana’s story)

Broken (Kris & Tara’s story)

Prequel series

Awakened (Ruby and Vik’s story)

Origins (Ruby’s origin story)

Chosen (Vik’s origin story)

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Hunter by Angela Fristoe


Title: Hunter

Series: Isa Fae Collection

Author: Angela Fristoe

Publisher: Fallen Sorcery

Cover Artist: K. De Long

Release Date: June 13, 2017

Romance Genre(s): Paranormal

Pages: 230

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Duty was all that mattered. Until he met her.

Thora has known only life on one side of the fence, sheltered in a village of half-breeds, free of the magic the witches and Fae crave. Yet, past the fence, the woods tempt her to discover what lies beyond the village. Nothing prepared her for what she’d find on the other side.

As a descendant to the Fae Queen Tatiana, Garrett has devoted his life to protecting the breeds. When he finds Thora in the woods, he promises her a new life in the Council run Sanctuary, safe from those who would abuse her.

But the Sanctuary holds dark secrets, and the haven Garrett promised is far more dangerous than the woods. As they work to unravel the deception of the Council, passion and duty collide, threatening the very lives Garrett swore to protect.

Garrett knew sacrifices would need to be made, he just never realized it could be the woman he’s claimed as his.


She thought going to the Sanctuary was what she wanted, what would make her happy, but in the woods she had Garrett. Once she left…she didn’t know what was out there for her.

The trees rustled, their leaves tickling the sides of the shield. Were they closing in? Did they know how badly she just wanted to stay here?

The touch of Garrett’s fingers against her arm caused her to jump, and she turned to him. He knew. His hand slid into the hair at her nape, cupping her head, and he lowered his eyes until they were level with hers. The intensity burning in them caused a delicious shiver to run through her.

“We need to do this, Thora,” he said, his voice low and calm. “The woods wait for no one.”

She didn’t think she could explain this to him. He was all she knew. All she had left. Would he even understand the fear that coursed through her at the thought of him leaving her?

“I don’t -”

The sudden press of his lips ended her hesitant words. He consumed her senses, and every thought she had evaporated as her eyes drifted shut and she pressed into him. His tongue slipped into her mouth and caressed hers, teasing her with the taste of him.

He pulled back, and she groaned in frustration as yet again she was left wanting more of him. Desire had been such a remote concept for her. She’d seen it shared between the couples in the village, even between her parents, but she’d never experienced passion until Garrett. Now that she had, she was reluctant to dismiss it so easily.

He untangled his hand from her hair and then locked his fingers with hers. Her eyes fluttered open, and she stared up at him.

“We go now,” he said and pulled her along with him through the barrier.

Still reeling from his kiss, Thora followed him. The trees had shifted since she woke. Tightening ever so slightly, like her hesitation to leave had stirred them again. An unsettled feeling of suspicion dispelled the excitement Garrett’s kiss roused in her.

“Garrett? Why did you kiss me?”

He didn’t answer, just wove her through the trees and bushes toward the edge. They were only a few yards away, yet each step they took brought them no closer. Finally, Garrett stopped, and she rammed into his back. He twisted around to look down at her, and she gave him a nervous smile.

“I kissed you because I wanted to. Because I don’t want you to worry about the future. I won’t let anything happen to you, Thora.” He stroked his thumb in soothing circles along the back of her hand. “There is no place safer for you than the Sanctuary.”


The corners of his lips tipped up. “I promise.”

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Author Bio

Angela Fristoe grew up in Alberta, Canada. She dreamed of becoming the next Dian Fossey or Jane Goodall until she realized she wasn’t all that keen on the outdoors or animals. Instead, she went into education and focused on helping struggling readers. Angela lives on Vancouver Island with her family, where she is pursuing her writing career while continuing her work in the education field.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: The Dragonian’s Witch by Meg Xuemel X

The Dragonian’s Witch
Meg Xuemei X
(The First Witch, #1)
Publication date: June 12th 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

He abducts me to find his fated mate, unaware that I am she.

I am Freyja, the First Witch. I was born with a cruel curse: anyone I touch with my bare skin will die an agonizing death. That is, until a formidable, drop-dead gorgeous Dragonian prince invades my forest home.

The prince’s lust burns hot and bright for me, yet he resists, wanting his destined witch more. The oracle promises the witch will be his true queen and bring him the greatest kingdom on Earth. Knowing he’s the only man who can touch me, I crave his scorching caress. But I’ve sworn never to reveal that I am the witch. Not until he chooses me above her.

When the mating frenzy drives both of us to the brink of insanity, someone has to give, but it won’t be me.

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I surveyed the surroundings. If I escaped into the woods, Lucas would find me. The shifter’s nose had to be as good as my wolves’. That was why Ares had brought him along. I wondered what his animal was. Judging from his size, he could be a white lion or a bear.

If I escaped to the plains, the guardians would spot me. They weren’t in league with me yet. If Ares caught me running away, he would chain me for the rest of the trip.

“Why are we stopping here, Ares?” the horned Dragonian asked.

“Freyja needs a bath,” Ares said with irritation.

“The wolf girl?” the horned one asked. “And you let her have her way? We need to be on our way. We’ve wasted enough time just tracking her.”

Ares snarled. “I’ll decide what we need or don’t need.”

The others gathered around in the clearing, sitting on the rocks. Some of them took off their boots with satisfied groans.

That was exactly what I’d planned for them to do—to get in the water with me. Over four months on the road, rushing from one place to another to look for me, they had to be desperate for the feel of a warm woman. When they saw me naked, their needs would be raging. And when they came for me, they’d get what they deserved.

I would soon be reunited with my pack.

I removed my gloves, kicked off my boots, and dropped my cloak. I breathed in the fresh, damp air. The lake smelled different from the hot spring in my forest, but its earthy scent blending with the sweet honeysuckle was equally pleasant.

What would come next might not be as pleasant, but I had to gain back my freedom.

Within seconds, I was clad in only my undergarments. My skin prickled with exhilaration as it met the clean air.

Ares cleared his throat to remind me of my modesty. If he was so concerned about my decency, why wasn’t he turning around as well?

His men stopped what they were doing and stared at me.

I slowly pulled the last of my garments over my head and lazily stretched my limbs. My bountiful breasts and perky, red nipples were generous for every eye to see and appreciate.

As I twisted my torso for another long stretch and bent down, I saw the men’s jaws drop in shock. Yet none of them moved their heated gaze from me.

I straightened and turned away from them, my fingers on the top lines of my panties, ready to pull it off my long, toned legs.

“Freyja!” Ares shouted.

I wheeled toward him. “What?” I asked innocently.

“Turn around!” he roared at his men. “Don’t fucking look at her if you want your fucking eyes stay in their sockets!”

Of course, they wanted their eyes staying in their sockets. The men obeyed, though slowly.

Wonderful! Ares—the prude—had just sabotaged my perfect plan.

But he wasn’t that prudent since he himself hadn’t turned around. His gaze, heated, dark, and furious, locked with mine. I tilted my head in challenge. What’s the harm in having a look? You’re looking.

His gaze dipped lower to my breasts, then lower—I’d pulled my panties half an inch down. When he tore his eyes from my body and stayed on my face by sheer will, a sudden fire of possessiveness leapt in them, turning his irises deeply molten gold.

“Stop what you’re doing,” he said, his voice hoarse as if he hadn’t spoken for a while.

“Why?” I asked.

“Shouldn’t you cover yourself?” He seemed incredulous at my innocent question.

“But I’m going to have a bath,” I said. “Who bathes with their clothes on?”

“There are men around!” he said. “You can’t go traipsing around naked in the wilderness.”

“Why do you think I even consider any of them, or you,” I asked, “a man? Haven’t you seen a naked woman before? I’m sure your men need to wash themselves, too. Their smell, yours included, nearly choked me half to death from a mile away.”

Actually he smelled really good.

I heard someone chuckle. Ares growled nastily and the chuckles died off immediately.

“It’s a big lake,” I said with a small shrug. “There’s plenty of room for all of us.”

“Like hell I’ll let them share the lake with you naked,” he said. “There’re social rules.”

“But you just said we’re in the wilderness,” I said, putting confusion into my voice. “Who’s going to govern the rules?”

“I am,” he said. Then he yelled at the men. “Go patrol the perimeter and don’t look this way.”

The men picked up their weapons and slowly scattered.

“Are you sending them away so you can get into the lake with me alone?” I asked.

“No, I’m not getting in the lake with you,” he said. “But I’ll watch you. If you think you’re clever enough to pull this stunt and slip away, think twice. So far, I’ve been courteous. But if you keep causing trouble, you’ll force my hand. Then I’ll have to get rough with you and tie you up and drag you behind me. I don’t care that Ventus has taken a liking to you. Just remember, his fealty is always to me.”

I pulled my panties off and tossed it on top of the pile of my clothes. Dark fire leapt in his eyes and his gaze drifted down toward the valley between my thighs. He wanted me. He wanted me badly. He looked like he was ready to stalk toward me.

Did I really want him to die? My body tensed at the thought.

Ares inhaled sharply, his knuckles turning white on his sides, but he didn’t move toward me.

“Earth,” I said, walking toward the lake. “All this drama over a bath.”

“By undressing yourself like that in front of my men,” he spat, “you put yourself in danger and them in a tough spot. If any of them loses control and touches you, I would have to punish them severely.”

“What about you?” I asked over my shoulder, my bare feet hitting the cool water.

“I have enough self-control,” he snarled.

“Right, I’ve learned it the hard way,” I said, intentionally dipping my gaze down at the bulge at his groin covered by his sculpted armor.

His eyes glittered with amber fire. “You’re now my responsibility, Freyja,” he said. “I have to guarantee that you’re well treated and unharmed until the day you’re allowed to go your way.”

“I’m so touched,” I said.

Obviously, he didn’t like my tone since he was probably expecting my gratitude. His next words were full of acid. “You have no problem getting completely naked but flustered at my hard-on,” he asked. “Why is that?”

“You go figure it out.” I brushed him off, knowing that would irk him more.

When I sent him one last glance filled with disdain, I caught such ravenous hunger in his eyes that the heat pooled within my belly again.

Author Bio:

Meg Xuemei X is an award-winning author of steamy paranormal and sci-fi romance. She finds it dreamingly delightful to be around drop-dead gorgeous alpha males who are forever tormented by her feisty heroines, formidable alien angels, wild shifters, haughty fey, dark vampires, and cunning witches.

She’s visited the universe of The Empress of Mysth, The First Witch, and Dark Chemistry. Next she’ll boldly go to the badland of The Wickedest Witch. At this moment, in her southern California abode, she’s packing as many forbidden weapons as she can carry. Her favorite one was a magical whip.

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Clever #CoverReveal: The Princess Of The Sea #BoxedSet by M.L Guida

From Award Winning Author
M.L. Guida
Never underestimate a water elemental
The Princesses of the Sea Box Set
M.L. Guida
Series: Legends of the Soaring Phoenix
Genre: Historical Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Buffalo Mountain Press
Publication Date: July 12, 2017
After their mother is murdered by pirates, three daughters of the King of the Undines have all sworn off pirates until the Soaring Phoenix sails into their lives and challenges their beliefs. Not all pirates are the same––especially vampire pirates.
In the first book, A Pirate’s Obsession, Ronan MacMillain can win back his cut off his hand if he hands over the beautiful Angelica to the demon, but can he hand the woman he loves over to a demon?
In A Pirate’s Bane, Isabella also possesses the powers of a siren, but is her song strong enough to melt a pirate’s icy heart.
In A Pirate’s Darkness, can an ice princess thaw a pirate’s possessed heart?

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M.L. Guida

Award Winning ML Guida has been in love with the paranormal ever since she first watched Dark Shadows as a little girl. She still enjoys watching paranormal shows including A Haunting, The Haunted, Dead Files, and Supernatural. She’s a Dean girl, BTW. She has a historical paranormal series called Legends of the Soaring Phoenix which are pirates that turn into vampires during every full moon. She also has a paranormal romantic suspense series called the Angels of Death which is angels are trying to stop a crafty demon from murdering people and taking their souls.
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Blazing #BlogTour: Corruption Of The Heart by Jessica Manson

Corruption of the Heart
Jessica Manson
Publication date: January 3rd 2017
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Lilith Carson was a normal girl whose parents died suddenly. She moves to a different state with her aunt, and she cuts herself off from everyone. Until one day, when her crush appears beside her in the library. From there, they fall in love, fast and hard.

Lilith finds out that when she turns eighteen, she will transform into a Vampire-Witch hybrid. When a vampire conceives a female, that female already has a mate chosen for her. When Lilith was conceived, there was a mistake. Her world is turned upside down when she must choose between two guys she barely knows.

Lilith has chosen the guy of her dreams and has settled into a life that she thinks is perfect. But nothing is ever as it seems. She will soon face the ultimate betrayal by someone she loves deeply.

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As soon as she sat my fangs popped out. I could smell her blood. She smelt tangy and sweet at the same time. I looked over at her and noticed her veins pumping in her neck. I became really thirsty and my mouth watered. She leaned into me, “Go ahead.” she said.

I looked at Tristan, he nodded giving me the okay. I turned back to Gilda and without hesitation I sank my fangs into her neck. She tasted just as sweet as she smelled. Her blood ran hot down my throat coating it. As soon as the blood hit my stomach I felt a surge of adrenaline run through me. Tristan came over and joined me, taking the other side of her neck.

Gilda moaned with delight. She liked being fed from. And I liked her liking it. My body reacted without me telling it to. I pulled away from her neck and kissed her. She kissed me back. She ran her hands over my breast causing my nipples to harden. She pulled away from me pushing my head back to her neck. She turned to Tristan and kissed him. He growled with pleasure as she slipped her hand down his pants. She turned back to me and kissed me again. I rubbed my hands along her small frame feeling her body.

She removed her hand from Tristan’s pants and grabbed both of our faces. She pushed us together causing us to kiss. Heat rushed through my body. His lips were soft, gentle. He didn’t kiss me with passion but with love. I realized what was happening and pulled away from him. “Oh my God Tristan. What did we just do?” I started freaking out. “Odin is going to kill me.”

“No, he’s not. It was just a kiss Lilith. He doesn’t even have to know.” Tristan said.

Author Bio:

Jessica started writing when she was 10 years old. She started out writing poetry which has been published in several Poetry Society books as well as on the Internet. She won the Publisher’s Choice Award for her poem A Lost Soul. She has always had an addiction to reading which is what lead her to become an author. Her debut book is Corruption of the Heart.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Lone Wolf by Anne Marsh

Lone Wolf
Anne Marsh
(A Breed MC, #4)
Publication date: May 31st 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

A sexy new standalone shifter romance from New York Times Bestselling Author Anne Marsh…

I don’t play well with other wolves. The pack needs muscle, and I provide it as their enforcer. My biker name is Gator—after the alligator that chewed my face up. Sure I can make a woman scream with pleasure, but the scars on my face? That’s truth in advertising right there. There’s not an ounce of pretty in me. I fight, I ride—and I do it alone. So chasing the gorgeous marine biologist who wanders into my bayou hunting for wolves is not my smartest move. She’s Beauty. I’m the Beast. That story’s already been told and life’s fresh out of happy endings.

LONE WOLF is a sexy standalone werewolf shifter romance with more than its fair share of humor, dirty sex, and alpha males who fall in love hard.

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That’s a new low, even for me. I try the label out while icy water pounds over my shoulders and down my back, shriveling my balls into obedience. Or at least that’s the plan. Normally, hitting an ice-cold shower does the trick, but tonight I can’t stop thinking about the woman waiting on me in the next room. Poppy’s got to be the most beautiful female I’ve ever laid eyes on, but it’s not just the exterior paint job that has me jonesing for her. I fucking like her—the way she thinks and gives me crap about the most ridiculous stuff. The way she won’t quit and just goes after what she wants with everything she’s got. She was spectacular when she came flying out of nowhere and rammed her boat into mine. I didn’t give a fuck right then about the job I had to do or what my Alpha had ordered.

I’ve been thinking about her ever since.

This whole ultimatum I gave her is bullshit, and my dick’s sitting up straight, begging for her touch, even though the water’s colder than an ice bath in Antarctica. Nothing’s gonna make me less hot for Poppy, and when I get out, I’m still hard as fuck.

So screw it.

She’s the trespasser. I fist my dick. She doesn’t belong here.

I tell myself that when I get out of the shower and pull on my jeans. The words don’t stick. I don’t bother doing up my jeans—just drag my hand down my dick, slapping my fingers around the shaft and cupping my balls. Take a nice, slow pull up. Fuck, that feels good. Not as good as it would if Poppy were touching me, though. She’d need both hands to handle me. Despite the cold water treatment, there’s nothing small about me.

Sex for me is usually quick and rough. Not like I’m worried about anyone walking in on me, but it’s been a means to an end. A way to get rid of my blue balls and then get on with my shit. I’m the king of the two-minute speed jerk, hitting the gas in the fast lane and then going for gold. I don’t wait to blow my load.

Tonight my plans are different. I grab the lotion I stole from Poppy earlier. Don’t judge. I squirt that shit on my palm and then curl my fingers around my dick, sliding down and twisting. Not as good as having Poppy touch me, but this will do.

She’s the strangest mix of strong and delicate, but maybe it’s because I made the mistake of underestimating her and now she’s constantly surprising me. So what if she likes pink? And if she’s both shy and awkward—and wonderfully, aggressively blunt? She doesn’t have to be just one thing. She can be whoever she wants when she’s with me, and I suspect I’ll love it.

I drag my palm up, squeezing the head hard. I’m a fucking greedy bastard because I want more. I want to lotion up her tits and slide my dick between them fast and hard, until the tip’s hitting her chin and I blow all over her chest. Or flip her over and use that lotion to ease my way deep inside her ass. Not picky, really. I’ll take whatever she’ll give me.

She’s on the other side of the door.

Feet away from me.

All I have to do is reach out and turn the knob.

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Anne Marsh is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more thirty romances. She loves stories about tough guys with marshmallow interiors, protective alphas, and men who live for the women they love. Because you can never have too much of a good thing (hot alpha males… we’re looking at you!), she writes about werewolf Alphas, Viking werebears, US Navy SEALs, and really smoking hot firefighters.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Damned Either Way by Erin Hayes

Damned Either Way
Erin Hayes
(The Harker Trilogy, #3)
Publication date: May 31st 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

The thrilling conclusion to The Harker Trilogy

I’m finally free of my family’s curse.

Except now, the world is ending. FML.

Anthony, the vampire that killed my sister and my brother-in-law, has won. I’ve lost everything. I no longer have my powers. I have no idea where Amelia is. And the vampire I love has surrendered to the hunger that is throwing the world into chaos.

The worst part? I can’t do anything about it, because I’m no longer the Harker. Sure, I’m not dying anymore, but I’m barely living at this point.

But there may be one last chance to save us all. If only I can find it in me to make one final sacrifice.

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“Carl?” I ask, shaking him slightly. “Carl?”

He doesn’t wake up, doesn’t stop screaming.

“Carl!” I shake him harder. “Carl!”

His eyes snap open, and I can tell that he’s not really seeing the inside of the tent. Instead of his usual hazel eyes, the irises are stark white, and I jolt at the difference in his appearance.

He’s somewhere else entirely.

At least he’s stopped screaming.

“Anthony,” he rasps. “Anthony…”

My blood runs cold. “What about him?”

Then, in a swift, jerky movement that surprises me, he sits up, pushing me out of the way as he stumbles out of the tent, his feet dragging.

“Anthony!” he cries. “Anthony…he…he’s…”

I push my way through the flap to see him slam to his knees in the dirt outside the tent. He’s shouting at the heavens. I see others getting out their tents, and the vampires that are awake curiously watch him from the safety of their shadowy tents and hoods.

“What’s wrong with him?” a male vampire asks.

I ignore him as I kneel next to him. “Carl?” I ask gently. “Carl, tell me what’s happening.”

“He knows we’re coming!” Carl chokes. “He knows we’re on our way!”

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Sci-fi junkie, video game nerd, and wannabe manga artist Erin Hayes writes a lot of things. Sometimes she writes books.

She works as an advertising copywriter by day, and she’s an award-winning New York Times Bestselling Author by night. She has lived in New Zealand, Hawaii, Texas, Alabama, and now San Francisco with her husband, cat, and a growing collection of geek paraphernalia.

You can reach her at and she’ll be happy to chat. Especially if you want to debate Star Wars.

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