Promo! Scarlett Dawn

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So I have a little teaser from the up and coming book King Cave which is book 2 in Forever Nevermore series by Scarlett Dawn



King Cave by Scarlett Dawn.
Copyright 2013

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A clapping sounded loudly, and I heard King Venclaire say, “Wake up, prodigies.”

I growled, my wolf sounding, snuggling further into the warmth.

“Fuck off.” Ezra voice vibrated against my ear, his arms tightening around me, his cheek rubbing against the top of my head.

“Five more minutes,” Pearl slurred.

“Hell…chickens,” Jack groused.

It was the snickering that really woke me.

And the sound of…Elder Jacobs…muttering, “Chickens?”

“Kill ‘em…bastards,” Jack snorted.

Jack mumbling unintelligibly in his sleep was nothing new, but Elder Jacobs, and who had it been earlier…King Venclaire? Well, that wasn’t normal. Nor were the many chuckles sounding.

My head, and Ezra’s, popped up at the same time, and I blinked blurrily. “Huh?” I pulled my hand out from under the blanket, rubbing my eyes to see better in the bright light. “Who’s there?”

Ezra’s predator growled loud in my ear, sounding ferocious, when he apparently had the same problem as me with his sight, taking a hand off my hip to rub his eyes. “Answer her!”

Someone whistled long and high, followed by, “Someone’s testy when they wake up.” That would be King Nelson’s voice off to my right.

“You have no idea,” Cahal’s voice muttered, sounding exasperated, directly in front of me. “I don’t know how many bedroom doors, alarms clocks, and light switches we went through during his teenage years.”

I shook my head, still hearing Jack and Pearl snoring, and squinted through the light. I went completely still. I had no clue how Ezra and I ended up on the ground, but there it was. We were lying in front of the couch, half concealed by the blanket, which was wrapped under us, protecting us from the hard, cold floor. And all the Kings and Antonio’s posse were standing in front of our couch, spread out like a bad fucking dream. “Nightmare. It’s got to be.”

“Jack had it right the first time,” Ezra grumbled, practically lying on top of me. “It’s Hell.”

“With brooms,” I muttered, brushing hair out of my face, staring at what King Kincaid held, firmly ignoring some of the looks we were receiving waking like this.

“And dustpans,” he mumbled, eyes on what Elder Jacobs held, even as I felt him carefully removing his other hand from under my shirt, where he had been gripping my breast. Not exactly appropriate for our current audience. Again, thankfully, the blanket partially covered us.

I nodded toward King Fergus hand. Stalling. Giving Ezra just a bit more time. “Pearl can Windex.”


“I stank of it for weeks afterward. It was like it soaked into my pores.”

“Are you two done yet?” King Nelson griped.

Ezra actually chuckled, his hand slowly creeping down my stomach. “Just about.”

I snorted hard, my voice choked as I glanced at Cahal’s hand. “Jack gets the dirt devil.”

King Venclaire appeared pretty damn amused. “For the Hell reference?”

“Exactly,” Ezra murmured, fingers gently pulling my shirt down. “Well, that about does it.”

My head lolled back against Ezra’s chest, beginning to laugh my ass off.

“Ignore her.” Ezra patted the back of my head. “I think she smoked something herbal.”

King Venclaire snorted, but coughed over it, then took the broom King Kincaid held next to him. I blinked as he whacked Jack and Pearl, whose snores turned to shouts up on top of the couch. The broom was suddenly back in King Kincaid’s hand, and King Venclaire pointed at him, saying, “I believe he did it.”

“What?” Jack muttered loudly. A pause. “Hey! Where the hell are Ezra and Lily?”

“Down here!” I called, my chin quivering as I waggled my fingers. “Somehow.”

“That happened during the…” Elder Merrick paused, looking at King Kincaid. “What? During the second movie?”

King Kincaid’s head tilted. “Well, it all started during the first when Pearl fell asleep.”

King Venclaire nodded. “Ezra and Lily were already out, and then Pearl fell asleep.”

“What did I do?” Pearl asked slowly.

King Venclaire blinked. “You fell over on them.”

Cahal pointed the dirt devil at me. “Ms. Ruckler started growling in her sleep, muttering something every once in a while about ‘too hot’.”

Elder Jacobs nodded. “Then Jack fell asleep.” He made a down motion. “And he fell over, too.”

King Nelson pulled at his ear. “Then Lily really started hollering.”

King Fergus shook his head, an absolute look of disbelief on his face. “How you three slept through her racket is seriously a miracle.”

“Ezra started growling the louder she got,” King Venclaire chuckled. “We didn’t see anything, but suddenly, we heard a thump.”

Elder Merrick’s eyebrows rose at the Kings and Elders, prompting, “During the middle of the second movie.”

They all nodded.

“I jumped up to check on you guys,” Antonio stated. “And apparently, Ezra had used his Vampire speed, knocking Lily to the floor, leaving Jack and Pearl to have the couch to themselves.”

King Nelson sighed. “And it was blissfully silent after that.”

They stared, eyes darting back and forth between all of us.

Jack muttered, “They’re putting us on.”

“Maybe drugged us, too,” Pearl griped.

“Lily?” Ezra asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

I chuckled, extremely embarrassed. “Truth. All of it.”


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Blitz Tour – Heaven Sent (A Rebel Walking #2) By Hilary Storm

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So I’mmmm soooo freaking out right now, as Hilary has managed to get Heaven Sent LIVE!!!!!


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Because Hilary is sooooo AWESOME, she has provided us a cheeky little chapter.
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Heaven Sent

by Hilary Storm



He is everywhere.

In my thoughts.

In my dreams.

In my air.

I’m trying to fight my attraction to Taron, but my heart doesn’t seem to

listen to my mind. I know it’s a disaster waiting to happen if I give in, yet I still

keep thinking of the possibilities.

He has a past. So do I.

He loves to flirt. So do I.

He will be leaving to go on tour tomorrow. I won’t.

He was there for me when I thought I lost my best friend. The title ‘best

friend’ doesn’t really do what we have justice. Eaven is my sister. We may come

from different blood, but in all aspects that count we are family. A couple of

months ago Eaven was kidnapped and driven into the river by her boyfriend’s ex.

Taron never left my side the entire time we were searching for her or when she

was recovering in the hospital. He has been to my apartment to check on me daily

since Eaven has been staying with Talon to recover.

Don’t get me wrong. He has continuously made advances toward me since

we found out Eaven was going to be ok. He flirts non-stop, but I’m a girl who

likes all of that attention. I just don’t want to share my attention with other girls.

I have to decide if I can handle sharing him before I give myself to him

completely. After all he is the lead singer in the band ‘Rebel Walking’. They

are going to be gone more on tour now. This will be their second time to go on

tour with main stream bands. They were such a huge success the first time, they

were chosen to be the opening band at every single one of ‘Beckoning Reality’s‘

concerts. I heard all of the details from Taron when he called to check on me

while he was away on the first tour.

I’ve managed to fight him off until this point, but I’m sure since he leaves in

the morning, he will be trying extra hard tonight to get me to cave.

Smitty has kicked off a celebration to send the band off in style. It looks like

everyone has shown up to see the band one last time. This place is packed.

Eaven and I went shopping for new outfits this week. She wants to look

exceptional tonight since she is sending her fiancé off for four weeks. She is just

recently engaged to Talon and they are perfect for each other. I am so excited that

she found someone who makes her happy and treats her right. He just happens to

look identical to the guy that I am fighting myself to not like. Talon and Taron

Walker are identical twins. The story of the two sisters falling in love with twin

bad boys is one that never comes true.

I look over and see Taron at the band’s reserved table talking to his twin.

My eyes shift to his broad shoulders and the dark, tight shirt that doesn’t leave

much to the imagination. I’ve been in his arms a few times and I know that his

chest and stomach are sculpted and just as defined as the shirt makes it appear. He

has dark hair, almost black. He wears it messy so that it looks like he just got out

of bed. The look really works for him. I know that he does put effort into his hair

because I have been stuck waiting on him to get ready.

He jumps up to pester his older brother Holden and I begin to appreciate the

view of his ass in those jeans. His jeans hang just right, just the way I love to see.

I’ve never let him know that I appreciate how he looks. He would never let me

live it down if I did.

Eaven leaves me to make her way to Talon. I see Taron begin to search

the room as soon as he sees her arrive. He spots me and starts to look me up and

down. His eyes never leave me as he stalks across the room.

“Poison Ivy! It is such a pleasure to see you out for the kill tonight.” He

takes his index finger and runs it down my chest and into the valley of my cleavage

causing my shirt to lower. He stops just before he exposes me.

“Do you want to lose that finger?” I really want him to continue, but I would never tell him that.

“I would love for you to take my entire finger.” He removes his digit from

my chest and I know his meaning behind his reply. He has never been shy about his sexual desire with me.

“In your dreams.” I turn away from him to begin my walk to the table. He

stops me after only a few steps. He grabs my hips and holds me against him. I can

feel him invading my space again. He is consuming all of my senses. He leans down to whisper in my ear.

“Yea that pretty much sums it up.”

My body heats up as his breath blows past my ear. The sensation sends a

shiver through my body and heat straight to my core. He holds me so close that I

can feel how much he wants me as it presses into my backside.

“When are you going to quit playing hard to get? You know we will be hot

together. You know you want what only I can give you.” He begins to sway back and forth with the music.

I want what he is offering me so much. I want to let go and ride the roller

coaster that is Taron. I know there will be ups and downs. I just don’t know if I

can hang on until the end and exit the ride safely. I don’t know if he will break my

Usually I don’t let myself get attached to a guy. We have fun and then say

our goodbyes. Taron managed to work his way into my life in a way that we are so

beyond a simple affair without strings. I just don’t know if he is capable of what I

I want him. All of him. To myself. No sharing.

“I don’t want to share,” I say through the lump in my throat.

“I don’t have any intentions of sharing you.” He flips me around to face

him. He guides my arms over his shoulders and slowly drags his hands back down

my arms, down my sides, and then around my waist. He flattens both of his hands

out on my butt cheeks and presses me further into him. We continue to sway with the music.

I look into his eyes. I can see desire. I can see the same heat that I feel. I

decide to give in. I pull him down to meet my lips. He doesn’t waste any time

joining my tongue. I know he is a great kisser. We have already established the

hot chemistry between us once before. He continues to press himself into me and

the pressure makes me crave more of him.

“Spend the night with me.” He is begging me through the tone of his voice.

I bow my head in thought and he kisses my forehead. He uses his large

hands to guide my head back up to look at him. He closes his eyes as he nears me

and begins to softly kiss my lips. This gentle side of him is my undoing.

“My place isn’t as crowded. I’m pretty sure you won’t want your brothers to

hear what I have planned for you.” I nibble on his bottom lip as I pull away from his lips.

“Fuuuuccckk Me.” He has a huge smile on his face.

“I have to sing a few songs and then you are mine.” He holds me tight

until the rest of the band has taken the stage. When Talon and Luke start to play,

he finally releases me. “Don’t go anywhere. I want to watch you while I am on

I stay exactly where he leaves me. I enjoy the songs so much more this

time. It seems like he is singing them directly to me. His eyes are intense and

he never really looks anywhere but at me. The crowd is still going wild trying to

get his attention. Panties and bras are thrown up at him, but he never averts his

attention away from me.

I feel someone up against my back and I turn to see who is standing this

close to me. It’s Dylan. His job relocated him a couple of months back. We went

out a couple of times, but we weren’t exclusive.

“Hey Dylan.” I smile at him and place my hand on his arm stepping

sideways just a little to give myself some room.

“Ivy. How is my girl?” The way he just said my girl irritates me. He grips

my arm very tightly and I yank it from his grip. What the hell is his problem?

“I am not anyone’s girl.”

Aiden is next to me in a matter of seconds. Aiden and I have been friends

since we met. In the beginning he wanted to be more than friends. I think he

finally realized that my feelings for Taron are much deeper than I let on and he

backed off. He started dating another girl, but we still talk daily. We sometimes

meet for dinner or drinks when he has time. He is pure country. He is pure

country cowboy with a perfect gentleman demeanor.

“Get your hands off of Ivy.” Aiden is in Dylan’s face the instant he can be.

“You got a problem, cowboy?” Dylan pushes Aiden back.

“Lay a hand on a girl and you are the one with a big problem. It will be the

last time you use your hands.” Aiden is dead serious with his threat. “Let’s take this outside.” The cowboys surround Dylan.

Taron busts through the crowd that has surrounded us. He slams into

Dylan’s chest with the rage of a fighter. His force slams Dylan to the ground.

Taron has his arm pressing into Dylan’s throat causing him to gasp for air.

“You touch her again, motherfucker, and I will personally make sure that

you never live to see tomorrow.” It takes four guys to pull Taron off of Dylan.

The cowboys escort Dylan out of the bar and Taron is outraged.

“What the fuck!” He begins to yell in anger.

“Chill out brother.” Talon attempts to calm his twin down.

“What did he say to you? Why is he grabbing you like that? Why is

cowboy saving the fucking day?” He is full of questions that I don’t know the

answer to.

“He just grabbed my arm tightly and asked how his girl was doing. I told

him that I am not anyone’s girl and then Aiden was there. Calm down, please.”

I’m starting to feel the stress of him being this angry. My childhood was spent

with different men beating on my mother every day. They used to talk to her and

look at her like he is talking to me right now. I don’t think he would ever hit me,

but his rage is causing old memories to surface that I am not ready to deal with right now.

“Aiden saves the motherfucking day. Doesn’t he?” He is angry with me.

Why is he so pissed at me?

“Aiden is just a friend. What is your problem?” I grab him by the collar of

his t-shirt and pull his face to mine. “Jealous much?”

“No one should be touching you like that.”

“I agree and it has been handled. Please don’t ruin tonight for us.” I beg

him as I hold him an inch from my face trying to get him to focus on me. He

finally calms down just as Smitty shows up to see what is going on. I’m thankful

that Smitty loves these guys. I’m positive that all of our asses would have been

tossed if they weren’t the band that fills this bar every time they schedule.

“I’m done tonight. The show is over.” Taron begins to yell at everyone that

is surrounding us. The DJ starts to play some music and the crowd finally moves

“I’m ready to break out of here.” He looks frustrated as he looks at me over

his shoulder. He has a hold of my hand and our arms are extended between us

since I haven’t moved. I see Eaven looking at us with a smile on her face.

I decide to walk in her direction and Taron follows staying attached to my

hand. “We’re going to head out.” She knows what we’re leaving to do. She

knows me better than I know myself sometimes. She leans over to hug me and

manages to whisper in my ear so that Taron can’t hear.

“Be careful my friend.” Then she leans into a hug with him. She whispers

something in his ear that I can’t hear.



“Hurt her, and I will kill you.” Eaven’s threat is heard loud and clear. I

have witnessed the bond that these two share, and I know they will always protect

each other. My future sister-in-law is a feisty survivor and I don’t plan to cross

her. She has proven that she will fight for those she loves.

It takes entirely too long to exit the club. People are everywhere and every

time I turn around some girl from one of my past hookups is lingering in my view

waiting for the opportunity to ‘meet’ up with me. I know Ivy can sense what these

girls are after because she gets defensive before we get out the door.

“Jealous much?” I decide the best way to approach this is to be playful and throw her words right back at her.

“Um…. No. Like I have always said, if you want ‘cock rot’ feel free to

play the field, just don’t expect me to hang around.” She is extremely sassy with

that fucking mouth of hers. It is what I love and hate so much about her equally.

She is a breath of fresh air compared to all of the groupies that I am flooded with constantly.

I have been holding out for Ivy since we started spending so much time

together after Eaven’s accident. “There’s no ‘cock rot’ here. My dick may fall off

from lack of use lately, but I know that I’m clean. I always wrap it and I get tested regularly.”

I have to protect myself from the lot lizards of the concert scene. They will

agree with everything I say or want to do. It’s like they are spineless females that

expect me to give them a great fuck and then they know the drill. They head out. I

may hit four girls in the same night if I start at the club.

I haven’t had any interest in any of them lately. Been there, fucked that.

There is a sexy brunette that has had all of my attention. I love a challenge.

She acts like she isn’t interested in me, but I know that if she has a taste, she will

love it. I can’t wait to see if that sassy mouth is just as feisty in the bedroom. If it is, I may not be able to stand it.

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New Street Team – Helheim Pack By Lauren Dawes

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Cover Reveal – April Fools (April #2) By Karli Perrin

Hey Guys!

So you’re in for a real treat today, I have the new cover of Book 2 in the April series by Karli Perrin. Do you know what’s awesome about Karli……..she’s a BRITISH author. YAY! Love it, seen as I live in the UK too 🙂


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Love. Hate. Fear. Fate.

All four letter words.

All consuming.

Naked to the eye, they have the power to control the heart and destroy the soul.

April Adams is about to experience them like never before.

When everything in April’s life goes up in smoke, she is faced with some life changing decisions.

Join April as she continues her journey of love and loss.


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Author Bio:

Karli Perrin is a 25 year old English Language & Linguistics graduate from Manchester, England. She has always been a big lover of books and is the author of the ‘April’ series.

She is a big believer of fate and is a sucker for a happy ending. She honestly believes that there is a reason why you are reading this right now (apart from the fact that you are awesome!)

Her ultimate goal in life is to live in a house made entirely out of books with her best friend, who also happens to be her fiancé.

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Re-Release Blog Tour – Emily: Sex And Sensibility (The Wilde, Sisters #1) By Sandra Marton

Hey Guys!

Another blog tour for you all to be drawn too …….



Emily Wilde has led a privileged life. Now she’s trying to make it on her own in Manhattan.

Marco Santini grew up dirt poor in a Sicilian slum. Now he has everything. He’s gorgeous. He’s rich. He’s powerful. And he has all the beautiful women a man could ask for.

Then, one rainy night, he sees a woman standing alone on a deserted New York street corner. Emily is clearly in need of help, but she’s not foolish enough to step into Marco’s chauffeured Mercedes. It takes a lot of convincing before she lets him take her to her apartment. He swears he’s not going to do anything he shouldn’t and he means it–but she’s in his arms before they can stop themselves.

Still, it’s only a kiss, just one kiss in a moment torn out of time. That’s what they both think.

But Fate has other plans, starting with an unexpected job offer and a business trip to Paris that explodes in a passion so hot it will change everything–everything but the web of lies that traps them both.

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She grabbed the bottle from the drunk hand’s hand. From the weight of it, it was still half full Good, she thought, and before the idiot had time to stop her, she jammed the neck of the bottle into that big belly, tilted it so that it was pointed down under his belt and into his pants and had the joy of hearing his laughter turn into an almost girlish.

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“Stay back!” Quickly, she dug into her minuscule shoulder bag, closed her trembling fingers around a tube of lipstick and held it toward him vertically, one finger pressed to the top. “Stay back or I’ll use this pepper spray.”

A bark of laughter greeted her announcement. If she hadn’t been so terrified, she’d have been insulted.

“Forgive me for laughing,” the man said, “and please believe me when I tell you that I can understand your caution. It is, in fact commendable- but misplaced.”

He took a slow step forward. Emily took one back.

“What will it take to convince you that I am not a madman who rides the streets of Manhattan in search of female victims but am rather a man who would not rest easy if he drove off and abandoned you?”

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This is ridiculous. The word wet no longer described her. Or him, for that matter, he thought grimly. Rain was dripping from his hair into his eyes. His jacket was taking a soggy beating though it would stand up to the elements far better than whatever she was wearing.

A dress. Silk, most probably.

Silk, it seemed, did not do well in the rain.

It clung to her body, outlining gently curved hips, a slender waist and small, high breast. Now that he thought about it, he could even see the thrust of her nipples.

They seemed to be very nice nipples, of a size that would welcome a lover’s mouth.



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Zach Castelianos and Jaimie Wilde meet by accident. The attraction between them is instantaneous and hot, hot, hot. Zach is a woman’s dream: he’s tall, dark and ruggedly handsome, but there’s a dangerous edge to him and Jaimie Wilde is a cautious woman.

They’re wrong for each other. Zach knows it. So does Jaimie, but surely one night of steamy sex won’t change their lives… until Jaimie needs protection from an obsessed stalker and Zach is the only man who can provide it.

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Sandra Marton

Sandra Marton is a USA Today Bestselling Author and one of Harlequin Presents bestselling writers. She just completed her 80th novel, signed her latest multi-book contract, and has approximately 35,000,000 (and counting!) books in print in twenty-plus languages.

Sandra’s novellas, single title books and Presents novels all feature the sexy, gorgeous, complex, tough on the outside but tender on the inside Alpha heroes she loves to create.

Sandra has won the Holt Medallion. She’s been a finalist for the Romance Writers of America prestigious RITA award four times. She’s won eight Romantic Times Magazine Reviewers’ Choice Awards and was honored with their Career Achievement Award for Series Romance.

Sandra always dreamed of becoming a writer. She wrote poems when she was little, moved on to writing short stories by the time she was in university. She was graduated with Honors in English but, she says, life—a lovely one—intervened with her writing dream. She married, had a family, became active politically in the small town outside New York City where she and her husband lived. Then, one day, she paused long enough to realize her dream was getting away from her and decided to do something about it.

Sandra wrote her very first novel, a romance she called Rapture in the Sands. She sent a synopsis and one chapter to several publishers. A senior editor at Harlequin liked what she’d read and asked to see the rest. After revisions, Harlequin Mills and Boon Ltd bought and published the book.

Today, Sandra is a full time author. She lives in northern Connecticut with her husband, who was her childhood sweetheart, in a sun-drenched house surrounded by woods.

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