Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Release Day Blitz & Review for Beauty Found by Tillie Cole










EVEN IN HELL, THERE IS BEAUTY TO BE FOUND.

There is life before the Hangmen.There is life before your soulmate is found.

There is life even when all seems lost.

Shane ‘Tank’ Rutherford is just seventeen when, escaping his father’s lethal fists, he ends up on the streets. Fighting for survival, he finds himself suddenly saved. Saved by a group that takes him under their wing.
A group that everyone knows . . . the Texas Ku Klux Klan.
Years later, Tank is disillusioned from the Klan and what they stand for. Recently released from prison, he is lost in a world he no longer knows. He is on his own. Until he picks up a woman hitchhiking on the side of a road. A beauty queen dressed in pink.

Susan-Lee Stewart is done with the crowns. She’s done with the glitz and glamor of pageant life. And she’s done with the bruises . . . the bruises gifted by the one person who should love her unconditionally—her mother.
Seconds after taking yet another pageant title, Susan-Lee makes a split decision and flees the stage. Flees the glossy life of a pageant queen, flees her violent mother . . . and jumps straight on the back of a tattooed muscled god’s motorcycle . . .
And never looks back.
As Susan-Lee holds tightly to Tank’s waist, neither of them know it’s a chance meeting that will change both their lives, and their hearts, forever.

There are stories of how you find your other half.There are stories of how someone can save your soul when all hope is lost.
Before they were Tank and Beauty, they were Shane and Susan-Lee.Two lost hearts who, together, were finally found.

Contemporary dark romance. Contains scenes of violence, offensive language, mature topics and sexual situations.
Beauty Found: A Novella (Hades Hangmen 6.5) is to be read AFTER Crux Untamed. Recommended for ages 18 and over.


Review: 5 STARS!!

OH MY GOSH!! I love this couple and seeing their beginning just made me fall even more in love with them!!

This couple has been a staple in the Hades Hangmen MC series since the beginning and meeting them on a more personal level just made them that much more real to me. Tank had a rough beginning. He was saved by the KKK and he finally found a sense of belonging somewhere and that's all he wanted. Tank met his best friend Tanner and they were closer than brothers, but in the end, Tank opened up his eyes and learned that the KKK was not where he wanted to be. Beauty met Tank while running from a beauty pageant and her mother. Her mother was abusive but Beauty stayed because she loved her mom and didn't want to be lonely, but she couldn't take anymore and ran.

Tank & Beauty have an immediate attraction and through the months that followed with them moving from place to place, their attraction grew to love and they were a ride or die couple; still are. It was cool seeing how Tank got inducted into the club and seeing how he became friends with Bull. I loved that Letti tested Beauty and how she responded to Vike was just hilarious. I truly love this series and this novella was just the perfect addition to it!! I cannot wait for the upcoming novels in this series!!

-Elizabeth from Crazii Bitches Book Blog



Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.


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Excerpt Blast for Harsh by Debra Doxer

Check out this gorgeous teaser and excerpt for HARSH by Debra Doxer! Do NOT miss this hot new adult romance!


HARSH by Debra Doxer
A Contemporary New Adult Romance
Release day: September 4, 2018

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Blurb:
Each day dies with night, and every dream fades in the morning. 

That’s what Vincent Rossi knows. His life has been one tough break after another. Even when good things happen, they get destroyed because that’s how the universe works. It gives and it takes, but it mostly takes.
No matter how terrible today is, there’s always the promise of tomorrow.


That’s what Annalise Cantana knows. She’s experienced tragedy and triumph in her life. The tragedy happened to her. It was beyond her control. The triumph is her spirit, which, despite the odds, remains unbroken.


When this cynical man is hired to protect the woman who refuses to dwell on the negative, their lives become intertwined. Like opposing forces, Vincent and Annalise repel and attract until he is unable to resist the light she brings to each day. She thaws the ice in his veins and makes him smile. She cares about him in a way he doesn’t deserve.

But hidden beneath the closeness building between them lies a secret that could extinguish that light forever. It would devastate Annalise if she found out, and would unravel the hope Vincent finally dares to embrace.

In the end, he must make an impossible choice: hold tight to the first glimmer of happiness in his life, or forsake it all to save her and watch another dream turn to dust.

Excerpt:


When I got out of the shower, I took my time brushing out my hair. Then I examined my knee, determined it was nothing worse than a bruise, pulled on my robe, and walked out to find Vincent sitting on the couch, looking like he wanted to murder me. My gaze swung from him to the door, which was closed, and the chain lying broken on the carpet.

“You broke in?”

“I used my key. Had to break the chain, though.”

“You have a key to my apartment?”

Vincent stood and stalked toward me. I stumbled back, and he caught me by the front of my robe, gripping it in his hand.

“You think this is a fucking joke?” He growled the question.

“No.”

“Then what? You like playing games?”

“I’m not playing games.” I tried to pull away, but he only tightened his hold.

“Then what is your fucking problem? I’m trying to protect you, and you lock me out in the hallway?”

“You’re my problem. I was scared, and when I tried to talk to you, you acted like I wasn’t even in the room. If I’m going to feel like I’m alone, I might as well be alone.”

Vincent looked at me as though he were seeing me for the first time today. We were both worked up, breathing hard, our faces only inches apart. I could feel his warm breath on my skin, and as he stared at me, the fire in his eyes flickered into something else. Remorse. Understanding.

“You’re not alone,” he said, his eyes holding me there, pinning me in place just as firmly as his hand gripping my robe.

As my anger faded, I became all too aware of his closeness. I could feel the heat coming off his body and smell the clean scent of his skin. His eyes searched mine, moving back and forth with a sheen of confusion, like he was caught up in a spell and didn’t know how to break it.

Then he leaned in closer, and my breathing hitched. I looked at his lips, so full and soft. When he licked them, my heart quivered in my chest. He wanted to kiss me. I felt it too strongly to be wrong. I wanted to kiss him too, and I longed for him to touch me.

His hand on my robe was so close to my skin. He only had to move the slightest bit and his fingers would brush the top of my breast. I imagined his hands on me, smoothing over my skin, and my core pulsed with desire. He moved even closer and I pulled in a quick breath of anticipation, but then his grip loosened and the heat coming off him disappeared.

©DebraDoxer


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Monday, August 20, 2018

Review & Excerpt Tour for Blind Kiss by Renee Carlino


From the national bestselling author of Before We Were Strangers, Swear on this Life, and Wish You Were Here comes a powerful story of two people who spend years denying their scientifically-proven chemistry. 


Penny spends her afternoons sitting outside a sandwich shop, surrounded by ghosts. Fourteen years ago, this shop was her childhood dance studio—and she was a dancer on the rise. Now she’s a suburban housewife, dreading the moment her son departs for MIT, leaving her with an impeccably-decorated McMansion and a failing marriage. She had her chance at wild, stars-in-her-eyes happiness, but that was a lifetime ago. After The Kiss. Before The Decision. 

The Kiss was soulful. Magical. Earth-shattering, And it was all for a free gift card. Asked to participate in a psych study that posed the question, “Can you have sexual chemistry without knowing what the other person looks like?” Penny agreed to be blindfolded, make polite conversation with a total stranger, and kiss him. She never expected The Kiss to change her life forever and introduce her to Gavin: tattooed, gorgeous, and spontaneous enough to ask her out seconds after the blindfolds came off. 

For a year, they danced between friendship and romance—until Penny made The Decision that forced them to settle for friendship. Now, fourteen years later, both of their lives are about to radically change—and it’s his turn to decide what will become of their once-in-a-lifetime connection.   

Renée Carlino is a screenwriter and the bestselling author of Sweet Thing, Nowhere But Here, After the Rain, Before We Were Strangers, Swear on This Life, and Wish You Were Here. She grew up in Southern California and lives in the San Diego area with her husband and two sons. To learn more, visit ReneeCarlino.   

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WE SAT AT the bar of the pub as I continued to stare at him, a mixture of curiosity and fear boiling in my gut. He ordered a beer, and I ordered Chardonnay with beer-cheese pretzels.
“That’s different for you.”
I usually stuck to salads, an old habit from my dancing days, but I had lost a lot of weight in the past few weeks. “Don’t think you can distract me so easily. Tell me what’s going on. Did you break up with Briel?”
He took a long pull from his beer and stared straight ahead. “Don’t be mad, okay?”
I stared at him, wordlessly, the fear fully boiling over. And then he dropped the bomb on me.
The next few minutes were hazy as Gavin, the bar, and my glass of Chardonnay swam together before my eyes. I tried to reach for the glass but found it suddenly empty. That’s weird. It was full a minute ago. I motioned to the bartender for another, then poured it down my throat in a steady stream.
I was breathing fast when I slammed the glass on the bar, shattering my fugue state—and bringing Gavin into sharp relief. I was reeling.
“Shit, Penny! Be careful. You almost shattered your glass!” He practically yelled.
“You’re moving to fucking France?!” I yelled back.
The bartender jerked his head toward the door, and within minutes Gavin was forcibly dragging me out of the bar by the arm. I slipped out of his grip and stood in the middle of the parking lot, seething, very much drunk, and fully freaking out. “So, do you love her?”
“Briel? What kind of question is that?”
“Just answer me.”
“Fuck, Penny. That’s not what this is about. I don’t really have a choice here, though, do I?”
“You always have a choice.”
He glared at me. “That’s fucking rich, coming from you.”
I shook my head vigorously. “Totally different situation.”
“Like hell it was.”
“When do you leave?”
“In two days.”
“WHAT?!”
He ran up and shook me by the shoulders. “Jesus, if I knew you were gonna take it like this, I wouldn’t have told you in public. Pull yourself together.”
I screamed at the top of my lungs and then made a guttural sound as I hunched over and held my stomach.
“First Milo, now you?”
“Don’t you put that on me. I’m not the reason why you’re about to be alone and unhappy.”
“Fuck you, Gavin!”
“Fuck you, Penny!”
He didn’t turn around—he just stormed off in typical Gavin fashion: petulant, recalcitrant, and a total shithead. People in the parking lot were gawking, appalled, covering their children’s ears. But no one made a move to leave. When Gavin and I got like this, we were like a car wreck by the side of the road, impossible to look away from.
Gavin slid into his ’67 Chevelle and fired up the engine. I hated that car because he loved it so much. It had a black leather interior, a flawless paint job, and tinted windows, like it belonged to some kind of celebrity—which Gavin definitely wasn’t. It was his only possession worth a dime, besides his garage, a few guitars, and a Zippo lighter he swore River Phoenix had given to him at the Viper Room the night of his death.
I ran to the exit and stood in the middle of the lane, daring him to run me over as he ripped out of his parking spot and raced around the corner toward the exit. “We’re not done talking, you coward!”
He slowed but let the car idle while he revved the engine. “I dare you!” I yelled.
He stuck his head out the window, leaned his tattooed arm against the door, and actually grinned at me.
So smug. What a dick.
“You look ridiculous standing there. Get out of the way!”
I walked toward his window and noticed that his demeanor had completely softened. There was even humor in his expression. He wanted me to block him, and he knew I would.
“Can’t you have a proper fight without running away?”
“You were lecturing me, yet again. I have a mother, thank you. You have a child you can order around . . . and a husband you can control. I don’t need your shit, okay? Don’t you realize that I’m freaking out, too? I’m going through the hardest time of my life, and you’re making this all about you.”
“You’ve been going through the hardest time of your life for the whole fourteen years I’ve known you.”
“And as my friend, do you think you’re helping my situation right now?” he spat back, his mood shifting once again. “Don’t even. Don’t you dare act like I haven’t been a good friend to you. You’ve put me in the most awkward situations, you’ve bolted on me, you’ve stopped speaking to me for weeks at a time, but still . . . I make myself available to you. I’ve been here for you, always. And now you’re moving thousands of miles away when I need you most?”
He shook his head slowly. “That’s right, Penny. You have been here. You’ve been right by my side, lecturing me, rolling your eyes at me, pressuring me to get serious about Briel, all so I could go and fuck up my life even more while you sit in your nice house, with your KitchenAid mixer, your Oracle espresso machine, and your fucking yellow Lab.”
“Don’t talk about Buckley that way! He’s a good dog. And you love our espresso machine.”
Gavin’s lips turned up at the corners. “You’re so messed up, Penny. You definitely have a chemical imbalance.”
I pointed to my chest, shocked. “Me? Look who’s talking? Please, pull into a parking space. I don’t want to stand here anymore, making a spectacle of myself. Some parent from Milo’s school is probably watching this whole thing. There’ll be whispers at the next PTA meeting. Is that what
you want for me?”
“Don’t pretend like you go to PTA meetings. And look around; everyone’s gone. It’s just us.”
He was right. The parking lot had cleared out. Gavin was sitting in his idling car while I was standing outside his window like a moron.
“I resent you for saying I pushed Briel on you. And yes, for your information, I do go to PTA meetings.”
You encouraged me to go out with her, then you needled me about it until I finally did.”
“You were horribly depressed! I thought you were gonna jump off a bridge. I told you to go out with her and to have some fun. She’s a nice girl. I didn’t say turn your life upside down, pack up, and run away with a foreigner! You’re thirty-six-years old, Gavin. I think it’s time you grew up.” I shook my head. “God, I can’t believe you.”
He jerked his head back and squinted. “Great band but not totally PC to call someone a foreigner, Penny.” His voice was low.
“Are you going to become a French citizen now, too? You better brush up on your French.”
“Everyone speaks English there.”
“No, they don’t! People always say that, but you’ll see. They might be able to communicate to a degree, but it’s not conversational English.”
Why am I still standing here, screaming about French people?
I needed to tie this conversation up in a pretty little bow. I needed closure. I couldn’t say good-bye to my best friend without it. He was leaving, going to France to chase a girlfriend
I knew he didn’t love. I was losing him. And it was my fault. We couldn’t leave each other angry.
“I’ll figure it out,” he said. “Try not to make me feel worse about my situation, though I know that’s hard for you.” “Your situation? It’s always your situation. What about my situation?” He just stared at me. He was hurting; I could tell. But I was hurting, too. “Listen—”
“What?”
“Don’t interrupt me.” I cleared my throat. “Gavin . . . it’s just . . . I’m going to fucking miss you, okay? I’m having a hard time right now, and life is about to get a whole lot harder the second you leave.” I started to cry.
He hated it when I cried, but he didn’t ask me, “Why are you crying?” He never had to ask. He took a deep breath in through his nose, then released it forcefully in a burst of frustration. A second later his car stalled. He put it in gear, got out, and swooped me up in a bear hug. “Penny, Penny, Penny . . . my crazy girl,” he said as he rubbed my back. I was wiping my snot-covered nose on his black T-shirt and he didn’t care one bit.
He held me for a long time. When he started to release me, I said, “It’s not enough.”
He picked me up again and squeezed me harder. Tucking his face into my neck, he said, “It’ll never be enough.”
“Why?” I said, fully bawling against his shoulder. He brushed a strand of my hair, damp with tears, behind my ear. “I have to go, and so do you. You need to be with your family now.”
I felt the lump in my throat growing. “You don’t have to constantly remind me that I have a family. I love my family. But you’re a part of it, too, and that’s why I’m here. That’s why I’m fucking crying in the parking lot in front of Bank of America.”
He pulled away and we stood there, two feet apart, staring at each other, as if we were committing each other to memory. Allowing one another to really look at and take the other person in, stripped down to our bones, without scrutiny.
“Is this it?” I asked.
“This is it, P.”
I shook my head, leaned up on my toes, and wrapped my arms around him. We hugged again for a long time before he got into his car. I tried to hold on to the feeling of having him in my arms, or maybe I was trying to hold on to the feeling of being held in his.
He started the engine as I stood there, waiting for him to leave.
“We’ll talk on the phone or email or something, okay?”
“Okay,” I told him.
He swallowed nervously. Looking up at me from the car window, he said, “I wish it were you, Penny.”
That was my bow. He knew I needed it, good or bad—no matter what feelings it shook loose from our long and complicated history together.

   

Review: 5 STARS!!

This is the first Renee Carlino book that I have read and I LOVED it!! Gavin & Penny have an epic love story full of heartbreak, passion and love.

Gavin & Penny are best friends, but their connection is deeper than just friends. As soon as they met, their chemistry has been there, but Penny made a decision that changed not just her life, but both of their lives.

This book isn't just your normal love story, it is a book about true love; about soulmates; about two people whose fate are written in the stars. We get to see how Gavin & Penny first met and then everything in between. Renee Carlino didn't leave anything out, whether the scene was gut wrenching or happy, she put it in there. We got to experience every emotion along with this couple. Their lives have pulled them apart, it has also pulled them together, but no matter where they were or how long it has been since they have talked or seen each other, they are each other's person. The secondary characters in this book also play a big part in Gavin & Penny's life. Each person brings a different dynamic into the book and into their lives and it was interesting to read about how just meeting someone can change your life.

The thing I loved most about this book was the truthfulness of it. When you meet that person that has the power to change your life, they are with you for a lifetime, whether in the flesh or in spirit. This book is the definition of true love and I loved reading it. Gavin & Penny are fantastic characters and their story was epic and I cannot wait for what Renee Carlino comes out with next!!

-Elizabeth from Crazii Bitches Book Blog

 
Renée Carlino is a screenwriter and bestselling author of contemporary women's novels and new adult fiction. Her books have been featured in national publications, including USA TODAY, Huffington Post, Latina magazine, and Publisher's Weekly. She lives in Southern California with her husband, two sons, and their sweet dog June. When she's not at the beach with her boys or working on her next project, she likes to spend her time reading, going to concerts, and eating dark chocolate. Learn more at www.reneecarlino.com   

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Release Blitz & Review for Cruel King by Jillian Quinn


Title: Cruel King
Author: Jillian Quinn
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 15, 2018




From bestselling author, Jillian Quinn, comes a fast-paced enemies to lovers romantic suspense you won't want to miss... 
Stephan was supposed to be my enemy. He was dangerous, forbidden, and in the end, my greatest weakness. After one kiss, he became my addiction. And after one night together, he became my salvation.
I fell hard for the son of my father’s enemy while our families were at war. Too bad I hadn’t thought about the consequences. Because Stephan was the one who paid the price… and I was just another casualty, caught in the middle of a battle I had no idea how to fight.





“This book is sexy, suspenseful, addictive and deliciously hot.”


5 STARS!!


 This is the first book by Jillian Quinn that I have read and I absolutely loved it!! Cruel King is a very fitting title because the king in this book is cruel, but the prince and princess in this book will have you swooning and wanting to throw something at the same time!!

Stephan & Isabella are fated from the moment they are born. They have both been each others one and only since they were kids and then as they got older, it became a need in both of them to be claimed by one another. I loved that we got to see them both as teenagers and then as adults because it shows us how strong of a connection they actually have. Even after years of being separated their connection is stronger than ever, if not stronger.

Stephan's ambition and his drive to free Isabella from her cruel father was heartwarming. He loves her, but he can't be with her and vice versa. Isabella's determination and dedication to Stephan and to proving to him that they can be together was refreshing because even though she was like a caged bird, she never lost hope.

The chemistry between Stephan and Isabella is so off the charts hot and their passionate scenes were just that...PASSIONATE and just so hot. I seriously could not put this book down once I started it and I cannot wait for what Jillian Quinn comes out with next!!

-Elizabeth from Crazii Bitches Book Blog
Jillian Quinn is an international bestselling romance author who likes her females just as alpha as their swoon-worthy male counterparts. As a lover of all things bookish, Jillian has a serious book-hoarding problem and runs a blog in her free time. When she's not reading, writing, or blogging, she's obsessively fangirling over hockey players and can be found wherever she can catch the next hockey game.


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Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Cover Reveal for The Last Letter by Rebecca Yarros

  

The right words can save your life.


For fans of Nicholas Sparks and Jodi Picoult... A soldier falls in love with his battle buddy’s sister through their letters and returns home from Afghanistan with a secret that could destroy their fragile relationship. Don’t miss THE LAST LETTER by Rebecca Yarros, pre-order your copy today!



About THE LAST LETTER (Coming 2/26/2019):

Beckett,


If you’re reading this, well, you know the “last-letter” drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there were any chance you could have saved me, you would have.


I need one thing from you: Get out of the army and get to Telluride.


My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. It’s not fair.


And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart. She’s going to need help.


So if I’m gone, that means I can’t be there for Ella. I can’t help them through this. But you can. So I’m begging you, as my best friend, go take care of my sister, my family.


Please don’t make her go through it alone.


Ryan

 

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Rebecca Yarros is a hopeless romantic and a lover of all things coffee and chocolate. She is the author of the award-winning Flight & Glory series and The Renegades. She loves military heroes, and has been blissfully married to her Apache pilot for seventeen years. When she's not writing, she's tying hockey skates for her four sons, sneaking in guitar time, or watching brat-pack movies with her two daughters. She lives in Colorado with her husband, their rambunctious gaggle of kids, and their menagerie of pets. Having adopted their youngest daughter from the foster system, Rebecca is a passionate advocate for children through her non-profit, One October.

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Review Blitz for Richer Than Sin by Meghan March



From New York Times bestselling author Meghan March comes a brand new saga of forbidden love and second chances.   

A Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after. Our family feud is the stuff of legends. 
Ten years ago, Whitney Gable caught me off guard with her long legs and grab-you-by-the-balls blue eyes. 
I didn’t know or care what her name was. 
Like any Riscoff worth the family name, I went after what I wanted. We burned like a flash fire until she married another man. 
She hates me, and she should. 
I objected on her wedding day. 
Now she’s home, with those same long legs and man-eater stare, but there’s no ring on her finger. 
They say a Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after . . . but I’m not done with Whitney Gable. 
I’ll never be done with her.
  

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Review: 5 STARS!!

Oh wow, what a way to start off a new trilogy!!! Richer Than Sin was electrifying, passionate, emotional and it had me on the edge of my seat throughout the whole book!!

Lincoln and Whiteny CANNOT be together, their families won't allow it, but honestly, neither of them really care, well maybe Whitney (just a little bit though). They had a chemistry right from the moment they met, but as soon as Whitney learned his last name, it was like a switch had flipped and she knew she shouldn't want him or want to be with him, but the body and the heart wants what it wants and it wanted Lincoln.

I loved Lincoln. Yes, he could be rude and an @$$hole, but he was also sweet and protective and I loved that he didn't care about what his family thought. It took some time for me to like Whitney and in the end I just loved her, but it took some time because of their past and she always cared what his family thought, but I will give her the benefit of the doubt, because Lincoln's mom is MEAN!!

I will not give anything too riveting away because this is one of those books and I know that the next two books will be just the same, but it is one of the those books that you have to read and experience for yourself. It will pull emotions out of you that you didn't know they were and just be prepared to be finished with Richer Than Sin and dying for the next book!!

-Elizabeth from Crazii Bitches Book Blog 
              


Guilty until proven innocent.


That’s the way the world works, right?


I’m tired of being convicted without evidence, all because my last name is Gable.


The Riscoffs might own this town, but I’m done following their rules.


If only I could forget just how easily Lincoln Riscoff can drag me under his spell.


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Whitney Gable is the kind of woman you fight to the death to protect.


To keep.


To cherish.


I’ve finally learned my lesson, and it’s time to prove I’m the man who’s worthy of her.


I don’t care what it takes, because failure is not an option.


No matter who or what stands in our way—this time, she’ll be mine forever.


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A New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty novels, Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had. Sign up for Meghan's newsletter and receive exclusive content that she saves for her subscribers: http://meghanmarch.com/subscribe To get the inside scoop on a daily basis, search Meghan March's Runaway Readers on Facebook and join the fun.