Friday, June 18, 2021

Book Blitz & Giveaway: Generation of Vipers by Maria Ann Green (Adult Gothic Psychological Thriller)

 

Generation of Vipers
Maria Ann Green
Publication date: June 18th, 2021
Genres: Adult, Gothic, Psychological, Thriller

Rosabella Moore-Davis has just moved her husband halfway across the world, with a spur of the moment purchase–a glorious gothic mansion–while on vacation in France. It was love at first sight, and somehow she knew it was more than just some huge house; it was meant to be her home.

But not all things that are meant to be end happily ever after.

Rosabella soon finds herself waking in the middle of the night from more than just wind and creaking pipes. In the dark she discovers ghostly figures looking up into her windows from outside, rooms and treasures previously hidden for centuries, creeping crawling guests, and too many dark shadows lunging toward her. And still, somehow, instead of screaming and running away she researches, choosing knowledge over fear, and learns more about the house and the history of this place she loves so much.

Only when she stumbles into the past, meeting an aristocrat hiding enough deadly secrets to take down the patriarchy, does Rosabella start to regret her choices. And after having come this far, she worries it’s too late to turn back and save herself from a house that has more skeletons in its vast amount of closet space than anyone expected.

Rosabella isn’t the fleeing type, but she’s not sure she’ll survive the fight. Especially against a place with so many stories buried beneath it, burned into every fiber of the edifice, a house with a portal to dark places and troubles that shouldn’t be stirred up.

Generation of Vipers is a mix of crimson peak and Mike Flanagan’s Haunting of Hill House, with elements of Marisha Pessl’s Night Film mixed throughout.

If you like dark thrillers that border on horror, gothic elements, and deliciously dark twists that will keep you guessing, then Generation of Vipers might be your next favorite book. It’ll keep you reading just one more page all night long, too afraid to turn out the light and go to sleep.

It appeals to lovers of suspenseful plots, all things dark like thrillers and horrors, stories with murder and mayhem, dark romance elements, fans of American Horror Story, Shirley Jackson, Gilian Flynn, Ruth Ware, Tana French, J.A. Konrath, and the Timothy Blake Series by Jack Heath.

*Content Warning: graphic violence, sexual content, and language*

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EXCERPT:

My eyes snap open.

There’s no disorientation, even though there should be.

Between stone walls and wallpaper older than my three decades, the cold air isn’t a surprise.

But what does scare me isn’t the new setting or the snoring of my sweet husband but the feeling that something just left. Like I’d been watched and only noticed after it ended.

Or—okay, well that’s crazy.

Though, I don’t know if I was dreaming or if something external woke me up.

Milos’s breath is soft, even if it rumbles in the back of his throat just a little. And I’ve slept next to it for years without jarring awake like this. As another creak sounds, followed by a tiny clunk, I know I’m right.

Maléfique has old bones, and they must protest changes in temperature as we take our trips around the sun.

Though…

The little noises aren’t really enough to have woken me up either. I don’t think so anyway.

Still, whatever the reason, I’m up now. Wider awake than I was when we were taking in the newness of our manor earlier. My eyes flick to the clock Milo insists on bringing with us every vacation, and I correct myself. It was now yesterday that we bought this beautiful space, considering it’s three in the morning.

And I’m fucking wide awake.

I’ll never get back to sleep right now.

So I slip out from under the comforter and let my toes touch the chilly wood of the floor. I move slowly, quietly, even though I doubt Milo would wake up for anything less than my screaming.

Heaviest sleeper I’ve ever met. Which he proves with a snort as he moves to face the other way, still very much unconscious.

And as I move toward the huge window of our new bedroom, I roll my eyes at Milo for the second time in the last twenty-four hours. It happens without forethought, and of course I feel instantly guilty after.

That’s when a kinder smile touches my lips just before my fingertips, then my forehead, touch the thick glass, as I lean against the window and look down at the greenery of our property.

Well, it’s all shades of gray and black at the moment, with the moon behind the clouds.

I can still make out plenty, though.

The woods just beyond an overgrown garden, a path starting just between two picturesque weeping willows—the kind that beg for a swing, or a hammock strategically placed for reading. I can see all of it well enough, but when the moon peeks out between two wisps of cover, my eyes scan harder, searching for something. I’m not even sure what.

Maybe for what could have woken me up if it wasn’t Maléfique.

And I’ve all but given up as the tall grass waves in a darkening breeze when something sparkles and pulls my eyes back to the opening of the track, the archway between hanging branches.

Though, not something. No.

Someone.

Author Bio:

Maria, a badass USA Today and internationally bestselling indie author, lives in Minnesota despite the frozen winters. Actually, she prefers snow drifts and icicles over summer and all that sweat running everywhere. She writes about bitches, breakups, and bloodbaths – not in any particular order. She lives with her husband and little family, which includes a few lazy cats who make great lap warmers. You can usually find her whishing that she lived in a secret cabin in the woods where she could be a hermit reading and writing all of the time. Instead she lives the suburban life where she pretends to her neighbors and the other moms around that she doesn’t swear like a sailor, have hidden tattoos, and loves a good bottle of wine. She absolutely believes in unicorns and ghosts and hopes vampires and monsters are real too. She’s a coffee-in-the-morning and alcohol-in-the-evening kind of person, preferably with a nap in between. Maria prefers cats over dogs, books over people, and late nights over early mornings. She probably shouldn’t talk to anyone until she’s had her first cup of coffee, extra sugar. And if you ever want to hang out with her, you’ll have to be game for a horror movie or just a quick run to target for two (hundred) little things. Also, you couldn’t pay her to be in her twenties again; Thirties is where it’s at. She’s a creative, mouthy, introverted, proud bisexual, highly-sensitive INFJ, chronic pain spoonie warrior, Slytherpuff, dork with a sweet-tooth.

Maria devours books, reading mostly in bed or listening to audiobooks in the car. Writing has been one of her passions for pretty much her whole life. So creativity is a necessity for her, always. After working in the mental health field for almost a decade, she’s now living her dream as a stay-at-home writer, kiddo wrangler, professional snuggler, and constantly-tired-person. When it comes to her writing, she specializes in dark and twisted thrillers or gritty, angsty contemporary romances. But no matter the genre, she always prefers writing deeply flawed characters with dysfunctional relationships. She’s pretty sure the whole “unlikable character” thing is a conspiracy because every character she loves have been labeled this way. Ridiculous. And because of this, she’s pretty much found it impossible to write anything without at least a little mayhem.

Maria was once told she painted with her words, and that phrase stuck with her – because writing really is an art, and good stories are true masterpieces. She’s always trying to grow and improve in her craft, shooting for a masterpiece of her own someday. And she plans to write forever because writing gives Maria the ability to disappear into new worlds and create people within twisting plots, all from the comfort of her couch. She will always believe that though not every story is for her, and her stories aren’t for everyone, every story has a reader.

For more from Maria find all of her links, including a link to get more content at her newsletter, here: linktr.ee/mariainmadness

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Thursday, June 17, 2021

Release Blitz: My Reward (Elite Securities, #3) by Jennifer Hanks (Romantic Suspense)

 




Title: My Reward
Series: Elite Securities #3
Author: Jennifer Hanks
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 17, 2021


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In Noah Striker’s world, control is everything.

Throughout his life, he’s learned the ramifications of trusting another person and refuses to be seen as weak or vulnerable again. The only person he wants the world to see is the hard, unbending man he’s become.

But that all changes when he’s assigned to protect Beth Sullivan.

For four years, he watches quietly from a distance, never understanding his need to keep her safe or the loyalty he feels, but when another threatens her, keeping his distance is no longer an option.

Neither is denying the passion that’s always lingered between them.

With an enemy on the hunt, Noah Striker will face the fight of his life.

But can he relinquish the control he’s always believed saved him in order to save her?







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Standing in front of her, I waited but realized she wasn’t going to look at me until I encouraged her. “Beth.”
She slowly raised her head, but her eyes only met mine for a brief second before looking over my shoulder. “Yes.”
Her voice was quiet, so quiet it was hard to hear her, and I knew a lot of that had to do with her shyness, but I also recognized fear when I saw it, so I lowered my voice. “I’m Striker. I’ll be taking you to the safe house.”
She swallowed hard and glanced at me before looking away. “Are you my bodyguard or something?”
No, I wasn’t a bodyguard. I’d never been a bodyguard, nor did I want to be. I wasn’t the kind of man who cared enough to watch over someone. My job was to drop her at the safe house and leave. Brody would assign someone to watch over her. I was a tracker with a fucking job to do, and that job didn’t leave me time for much else.
When I didn’t answer, she slowly shifted her eyes back to mine. I held her stare, her green eyes burning into mine and causing a pain in my chest I’d never felt before. “Striker?” she said quietly.
“Yeah,” I responded, but when my voice was gruff, I cleared my throat. “What?”
“Is your job to keep me safe?” she asked quietly.
I exhaled loudly and shook my head slowly. That was not my job. But then why did the idea of someone hurting her fill me with an inexplicable amount of rage?
When she averted her eyes, I cursed to myself. I hated losing her eyes. Wanting them back, I said, “Beth.” She slowly lifted her head and met my eyes. Calmness washed over me almost immediately, and nearly without my consent, I nodded. “Yeah, I’m gonna keep you safe.”
And I was going to make sure she never felt fear again.






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Jennifer Hanks is the author of The Dimarco Series as well as The Elite Securities Series. Her stories are contemporary romance and romantic suspense, all with the underlying message of the power and strength in love. She’s also a sucker for a Happily-Ever-After. Her love of reading and books in general started at a very young age and has steadily grown into a love of writing as well. She admits to being addicted to all things romance and has no plans of quitting her habit. Jennifer lives in Pennsylvania with her two children. When she’s not reading or writing, she can be found with her kids at their various activities. Her house is frequently filled with any combination of her children’s friends, nieces, nephews and a variety of pets.


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Wednesday, June 16, 2021

Book Blitz & Giveaway: Starfighter Command (Starfighter Training Academy, #2) by Grace Goodwin (Adult Science Fiction Romance)

 

Starfighter Command
Grace Goodwin
(Starfighter Training Academy, #2)
Publication date: June 15th, 2021
Genres: Adult, Romance, Science Fiction

I’m obsessed with the game.

I spend so many hours playing that I dream about dangerous missions on other worlds…and my gorgeous, in-game training partner, Kassius. That is, until I win. I beat the Starfighter Training Academy.

But is it a game? Or alien software designed to recruit new, unsuspecting soldiers for a war in another star system? Because when my hot as heck alien shows up at my workplace demanding I leave Earth and travel to the Vega system? What? When he informs me it’s my duty to fight Queen Raya and the Dark Fleet? Claims he wants me as much as I’ve craved him? Let’s just say things get crazy.

Facing the truth is never easy, but when I arrive at the Elite Starfighter base I learn that Kassius cheated the system, hacked into the game, and lied to everyone on two worlds to make me his.

Now who’s obsessed?

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EXCERPT:

I wiped my hands down my black pants, my palms suddenly damp. The elevator ride to the first floor felt like an eternity as I made my way to the public meeting room I’d instructed this Kassius Remeas be escorted to. My high heels clicked rhythmically against the hard floor and I straightened my suit jacket, buttoned up the two large black buttons as if I were putting on armor. I arrived to stare at the closed door, hand shaking as I lifted my knuckles to knock.

Waited.

Before I could knock again, the door opened, smacking against the wall and bouncing back a few inches. I jumped, startled. Then I stared. And stared. There, standing before me, was a really good likeness of Kass. Someone had gone all out. This guy had the same dark hair. The same crooked smile. The same small scar under his left eye. The same dark brown eyes. The same damn dimples that made him look like a mischief making, super-sexy space pirate.

He was dressed head to toe in black, the cut and tailoring exactly matched the in-game uniforms of a Starfighter MCS, but he had no adornments or anything else that indicated he was in the military. Any military. And fool that I was, my gaze darted to his chest to look for the Starfighter insignia. Which was there. Black on black, but the damn swirl was there. I even recognized the buckles on his boots.

What the hell? This space alien uniform was absurd. Laughable, which meant I was the brunt of the joke now for the half second my heart leapt and my body tightened as if he was real. Two heartbeats later the stupid organ ached ten times more than it had before as the leap of joy crashed back into the pit of despair. Because this man absolutely was Kassius Remeas, in the flesh.

So, was this man a model? Maybe the game developer had placed him in front of a green screen and based the avatar of Kassius Remeas on this man. Maybe I was hallucinating and a pimply-faced teen with a half-grown mustache and gangly legs was staring back at me. Perhaps the stress of the job had finally sent my mental health into a tailspin.

But I couldn’t tear my eyes off him. Fuck that, I couldn’t blink. Or breathe.

“Mia Becker.” He didn’t say more but inspected me with the same intense scrutiny I gave him.

I wasn’t going to call him Kass. It would hurt too much. Uttering that one syllable meant that I was buying into the entire joke. And I felt that it was all on me.

Without tearing his eyes away, he pulled me into the room and pushed the door shut behind me. He even reached around me to turn the lock. The sounds of the reception desk, security checkpoints and scattered voices dropped away, making us very much alone. The room was sealed and searched every morning for surveillance equipment. The walls were thick and there were no windows. We were truly alone.

I still didn’t speak and he narrowed his eyes. Then he closed the distance between us, gently placed his hands on each side of my head and kissed me.

Scheisse.

For a second I froze because a paid actor, or model–a complete stranger–was kissing me. With soft lips. With a need I felt seep through his fingers, his mouth. Every inch of him radiated with need. For me.

Author Bio:

Grace Goodwin is a USA Today and international bestselling author of Sci-Fi and Paranormal romance with nearly one million books sold. Grace's titles are available worldwide in multiple languages in ebook, print and audio formats. Two best friends, one left-brained, the other right-brained, make up the award-winning writing duo that is Grace Goodwin. They are both mothers, escape room enthusiasts, avid readers and intrepid defenders of their preferred beverages. (There may or may not be an ongoing tea vs. coffee war occurring during their daily communications.) Grace loves to hear from readers.

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Tuesday, June 15, 2021

Release Blitz: We Two Shall (The Ryckerdan Trilogy, #2) by Esther E. Schmidt (Royal/ MC Romance)

 




Title: We Two Shall
Series: The Ryckerdan Trilogy #2
Author: Esther E. Schmidt
Genre: Royal/MC Romance
Release Date: June 15, 2021


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Windsor - The load of information about my background is hitting me full force. How does one deal when everything you thought was true turns out to be a lie? There’s only one solid pillar I trust in my life right now; the woman who holds my heart. And it’s exactly why her life hangs in the balance if she stays by my side.

Linnette - Some say love is easy. They’ve clearly never had to face not one, but two mafia families fighting to put their blood on the throne. A war has been declared, and we have to save not only the man who holds my heart, but a whole country along with it. All is fair in love and war, until your life is hanging on by a thread.

We Two Shall is book two in a royal romance trilogy set in a biker world where mafia collides with justice.






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“Weirdly enough this change from luxury isn’t as uncomfortable as I would have thought,” Romy states and sinks down into a large chair near the window as if there’s fifty years added to his age.
My gaze slides to the window and in the distance, I can see a large row of bikes.
“Same here,” I agree.
Linnette and I have been staying at the Broken Deeds compound for the last couple of days. When Romy was healthy enough to get out of the hospital, Spence included him on the list of people to keep safe, and he was transferred here as well. Who would have thought there was such a thing as making a list of people in my life that needed protection?
“Your grimace gives me the impression you don’t quite agree.” Romy chuckles and repositions himself.
Clearly, he’s still sore from the beating he took. Strapped to a chair and tortured because he’s my friend. And if life isn’t twisted enough, I have my biological father breathing down my neck. He’s leaving for Ryckerdan in two days and is practically demanding I go with him.
The handful of meetings I had with Benicio always ended when he brought up Linnette. Or rather the other woman he’s arranged for me to marry. Because it’s my duty as king to have a wife born and bred in Ryckerdan who has eaten from a golden spoon and has been groomed to be a king’s wife.
“Benicio wants me to go with him in two days and demands I leave Linnette behind.”
Romy keeps staring at me but doesn’t reply to the words I just threw at his feet.
“Spence wants me to go. He’s also asked me to get Benicio to sign off on papers to allow Broken Deeds MC jurisdiction in Ryckerdan.”
Romy whistles low. “Damn. As if you didn’t already have issues pulling you in every direction. Did you ask Benicio yet?”
Another grimace hits me. “He’s only signing off if Linnette doesn’t enter the country.”






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Esther E. Schmidt is an USA Today bestselling author who loves to write MC (biker) series, Mafia Romance series, PNR series, contemporary romance series, and more. She's a graphic designer that also loves to write. She released her first series "Areion Fury MC" in October 2015. Esther lives in The Netherlands with her family, three daughters, a dog, and a crazy iguana. She loves to write about bad boy Alphas with a heart for only one woman. To make it a bit interesting, that woman needs to be a badass herself.


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Book Tour: Landing the Runaway (Runaway, #1) by J. Haney & S.I. Hayes (Erotic Romance Novella)

 

Title: Landing the Runaway
Series: Runaway #1
Authors: J. Haney & S.I. Hayes
Genre: Erotic Romance Novella (15K Words)
Release Date: June 4, 2021






My world was decadent, if not lonely. Raised by an aging Blue Blooded sycophant, I couldn’t stomach the idea of a forced marriage.

So I ran.

Took on the world one, two at a time, with one goal in mind. To come.

To feel my blood boil, my heart race and my body transcend to something-anything worth living for before their private dick catches up with me.

Jumping my cruise ship to a resort town in Mexico, I thought I was good. Thought I could disappear and resume my chase of debaucheries and delights.

Then I met him.

The monster of a man that has promised to do all I need. The catch? He wants my trust and complete obedience. Can I give up control in pursuit of my desires? Can I swallow my defiance and surrender to him or will my past arise and leave me as always— wanting?

Note: Contains cameos from the main characters in J. Haney & S.I. Hayes' Island Heir. While not required reading they do hope you may want to know Ian and Autumn's story!
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