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Friday, 28 July 2017

OUTLAW'S REDEMPTION (Viper Bite MC, Book 3) By Lena Bourne **RELEASE BLITZ**

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Outlaw’s Redemption
(Viper’s Bite MC, Book 3)
by
Lena Bourne

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Synopsis:

Sara

Ian and Sara. Sara and Ian. That’s how it’s always been, since the sixth grade, and definitely since before I knew what love really is. And I do love him, I’ll never stop. I realize it again each time I try to run from him.  But I ran regardless once I found out I was pregnant. I just didn’t go far enough.  I can’t, because he’s always with me, in my heart, and you can’t escape what’s in your heart. Only now I have my child to consider, and the last thing anyone needs is a father like Ian. He can never know about our child. Sometimes a bad boy is just that…bad. And there’s no hope of ever changing them. I know, because I tried.

Now Ian is out of prison, and he wants me back. This time he won’t succeed, and all my fantasies of running my hands down his perfect body, or staring into his baby blue eyes won’t change that. Because in real life, beasts don’t turn into princes when you kiss them. Now if I could just stop wanting to keep kissing him.

Ian

Being the pretty boy among tough bikers is hard. It was a million times harder in prison. But the thing is—and most people wouldn’t guess it by looking at me—I love proving just how cruel and ruthless I really am. But there’s one person I love more. Sara. She left me when I went to jail, but I served my sentence, and now it’s time for her to come back to me. She’s my everything, always has been. She’s the only reason I haven’t turned into a complete monster yet. Without her, I have nothing, especially now that the MC is destroyed. I will win her back. I’ll do whatever it takes. There’s no other way. I’m going insane just thinking I’ll never get to kiss her delicious curves again.

But there’s more to it than that. She has a kid now. My kid. And it’s already a year old. That’s too long for me to be away, and I’m gonna make sure that little person never knows what it’s like to be abandoned by his father.  I could never do much right except cause grief and pain, and that was apparent from a very early age. But I mean to do this right.

NOTE: OUTLAW’S REDEMPTION is a standalone, full length MC biker romance novel, which contains steamy sex scenes, and deals with disturbing themes that may be uncomfortable for some readers. Intended for 18+ audiences.





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Outlaw’s Salvation, Book 2

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Wednesday, 2 November 2016

RUSH (Carolina Bad Boys) by Rie Warren **RELEASE PROMO**

Title: Rush
Series: Carolina Bad Boys #5
Author: Rie Warren
Genre: Erotic romance, humor, thriller, suspense, military, action/adventure
Release Date: October 3, 2016 Available Now on Kindle Unlimited  On Sale: 99 cents!!!!


Hot girls, hot cars, and time behind bars . . . I’m the most unsuitable dude for pretty girl-next-door Shiloh Lockhart.
MAX HANDSOME RUSH I’m the black sheep of the Rush family, cut off from the bourbon distillery dynasty. Shrug. They didn’t approve of the high-octane rap sheet of arrests marring my pretty boy, prep school upbringing. Hot girls, hot cars, and time behind bars for illegal street racing—what can I say? Speed is in my blood. Now I’ve cleaned up. I’m being good. I’ve got my own plans, and they for damn sure don’t include Shiloh Lockhart. Shy. The goddamn classic girl next door. She shows up out of the clear blue, turning all the MC dudes into drooling manwhores. But not me. I’ve got too much to lose to risk falling for a perfect girl like her. When Shy’s overprotective folks tell her I’m bad news, they’re right. But come to find out she’s already endured more than her fair share of shit-gone-bad in her life, and she’s convinced I won’t make it any worse. Shy couldn’t be more wrong. SHILOH LOCKHART I haven’t seen Max since he got kicked out of the Rush family home years ago. Now I’m determined to get back in touch with the boy I used to crush on growing up. They call him Handsome at the motorcycle club he belongs to, and I can see why. The long dark brown hair. The smoldering whiskey-colored eyes. The sculpted face and big muscled body. Too bad he’s intent on treating me like a kid sister. Hmm. We’ll see how long that lasts, because to squash this schoolgirl crush I need to be with Max just once . . . turns out one taste of Rush isn’t enough. My situation is life threatening, but what he’s hiding is even more dangerous. Too late. Rush is already in my blood.

 
Ripped and ready, I cut through the dim, cool interior of the MC.  Sweaty, half naked, with my shorts riding low, I stomped past the pool tables.  My tats gleaming, my muscles charged, I barged out the front door. Brodie trailed me, grinning like an evil ape when I swung my head back to—yup—sling about my fifth glare of the day c/o Shiloh Lockhart.  I was usually a pretty easygoing guy.  Something about having her hanging around turned me into a snarling animal.  Then I saw her helluva hot ride—a fucking white Hennessey Hellcat with a black racing stripe. Holy. Christ. The hot coupe with total street cred was nothing short of drool-inducing for a gearhead like me. A flat-out, top-of-the line, bitchin’ ride. And then I took stock of Shy, leaning against the abovementioned droolworthy Charger, looking no less jaw dropping herself.  Strike. That. I meant I could see why Tail trailed out after us, then Cole.  Had nothing to do with my gut deep reaction to seeing a gorgeous woman with a delicious body wearing a long raspberry-colored dress that tightened over her tits and flowed around her legs. Or the hint of sunshine in her smile when she saw me. Or the sleek blonde-brown sun-drenched hair.  Or the luscious lips. Not At All. “’Zup, Shy?” I reeled in my tongue, half-shuttered my eyes, took anything but a platonic, good old friends greeting off the table.  Unfortunately I hadn’t counted on her inspection of me.  Her soft silver-colored eyes roamed and roved over me as she licked those—yup—luscious lips. I straightened taller the longer she detailed every inch of my body—most of it bare, most of it hard, a lot of it inked—and the color in her cheeks brightened.  Fuck. She was making me self-conscious. I almost ducked my head in an aw shucks move.  Brodie would get his rocks off about that.  Not gonna happen.  She slowly—in a silky movement—pulled herself away from the Hellcat. She came to me at what had to be an intentionally seductive pace.  Or my breath had roughened for nothing.  Didn’t look like nothing.  Really needed to be. Hellcat? I might have to start calling her that.  Could I hold out my fist for a knuckle bump with Shy? Back slap? High five?  Because hugging her at that exact moment might prove lethal to all my just an old friend dictates.  Shy took matters into her own hands, pulling me to her by the back of my neck while I played wooden soldier in her embrace. Something sure was catching wood.  Between my legs. So wrong. “Uhm.” Disentangling her arms from me, I created some space and hoped my shorts were baggy enough to hide a growing boner. “What brought you here?” I heard Tail loud-whisper to Cole. “She wants some of that.” “Handsome’s makeover’s working out then.” “Nah. Dude. He’s magic. Could always pull pussy.” Brodie strode up to the duo and smacked each of them on the back of the head. Not that he wasn’t capable of the same damn loose-lipped bullshit.  Shy—Miss Manners and all—pretended she hadn’t heard a thing. And for that I loved her.  “I was just on my way to a meeting and I got a flat.” She pointed to the rear left tire. “Hoped you could help?” I took a turn around sizzling hot Hennessey then hunkered down to inspect the dead tire. “You should really take this to Stone’s. It’s their specialty. I can put on the dummy tire and drive it over if you want.”  Lifting to my feet, I realized Shy was way too fucking close in proximity.  Her fresh, beach-swept scent slid over me.  Her silvery eyes shone under a long fan of eyelashes.  And one step closer, her tits would hit my bare chest.  I stepped back, wiping my palms on my shorts.  “But you were always into this kind of thing. You can take care of me, right, Max?” Eyelash flutter and sweet smile. Shit.  Brodie—bastard barbarian—shoved me forward. “He’ll do it. On the house too. We got just the right tire inside.” I walked over to the garage side of Chrome and Steele and rapped on the wide door. “Open up.” My feet pounding on pavement, I struck back to Shy and the Dodge that gave me an instant hard-on.  Because I refused to blame the sudden need to bust-a-nut on my old friend, never flame, the girl next door.  “Drive it in.” “Why don’t you do the honors?” She tossed me her keys.  I looked at the car. Looked at her. And decided I might never get the chance to drive a Hellcat again.  Shrugging, I eased into the driver’s side then pushed open the passenger door. “Hop in.” With a smoky laugh, Shy curled in beside me.  I started the car, and the loud purring engine sent another jolt to my dick.  This coupe was goddamn heart-stopping gorgeous.  Come to think of it, so was Shy.  Not going there. I found my voice somewhere deep down in my chest. “What made you buy this?” “I like my toys to be hard, fast, and sexy.”  “Toys?” A ragged breath rasped from my throat. 


Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun, hot, and southern-sexy series. 
A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.  You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website https://www.riewarren.com. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency. 
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OWNING DESTINY (Forsaken Sinners MC #3) by Shelly Morgan **BLOG TOUR**



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Owning Destiny 
(Forsaken Sinners MC #3)
by
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Sept 28th - Oct 5th









Mack DeVin has always been hard, in charge, and unstoppable…
As president of the Forsaken Sinners MC, Mack has a reputation to uphold and a family to protect, but when a bullet puts him in the hospital, everything is ripped away. Unable to walk and lead his club, Mack starts to lose hope that he’ll get better. That is until a spitfire of a nurse walks into his room. Nurse Rose isn’t threatened by him and pushes him to his limits. She gives him hope that he can get his life back.

Rose Chamberlain hates motorcycle gangs and everything about them. That includes their President…
Rose’s brother Anthony is a member of The Street Kings MC, known for violence and never taking no for an answer. She makes it a point to stay away from him and any other gang member, including her patient. Except she can’t seem to say no to Mack. The more she gives in to him, the more she realizes he’s nothing like her hothead brother.

But a deal has been made, and payment is due…
Anthony has promised his sister to The Street Kings President in return for a promotion. He kidnaps Rose from the life she’s built and the man she’s starting to love.
The Street Kings better be ready to pay for their mistake because Mack is back in charge of the Forsaken Sinners and he’s willing to fight for what he wants…

But is Rose ready to become any man’s old lady? Or will she walk away from them all forever and make her own destiny?













Rewriting Destiny








When life gives you lemons, it’s time for shots of tequila. That’s my new saying in life, and trust me, life handed me lots of lemons.

For eighteen years I took those lemons that life and “destiny” threw at me and made lemonade, but I’m no longer a naive girl. I was forced to grow up too fast and the one person I depended on turned his back on me. So now I say screw the lemonade and just give me a bottle of tequila, because I don’t believe in destiny anymore.

There is no pre-designed path set out for each of us. Sometimes bad things happen, it’s just a part of life. It sucks, but you have to pick yourself up and get on with your life. I’m done just sitting around and waiting for my life to change or something good to just fall in my lap. It took me awhile to understand, but once I was done being the doormat to destiny, it was time for me to take control. I would decide where I would go in life and what would happen. It wouldn't always be pretty, it would sometimes hurt like hell, but I would make sure I lived my life to the fullest.

It time to rewrite destiny. 







Fighting Destiny




 



Toby has always been the quiet one unless he needed to be heard. He lives and breathes his club and fighting - in or outside of the cage. But that all means nothing when Sara walks into his gym for a self-defense class he's teaching. Wither her, he feels at peace, which isn't something he's ever felt before.

Sara was always a doormat and a pushover. But after years of being abused, both physically and emotionally, she decides to leave her boyfriend. In order to do that though, she has to leave what few friends she still has, her job and her apartment behind. She flees from New York to California, hoping that it is far enough away he won't find her.

They meet when they never expected it. But when they are together, they feel things they have never felt before. Can they survive when Sara's past clouds their present? Can Sara get over Toby's hard exterior? Or will they only hurt each other beyond repair?

It's time to decide if they will follow what fate has set out for them or if they will both be in for the fight of their lives; Fighting Destiny.

 




Defying Destiny







Twenty-six-year-old Louie Creighton knows there is something inside him he can’t control… 

Ever since he can remember, Louie has had a short fuse. People always said he’d amount to nothing. He wasn’t smart enough to get into college. He wasn’t tough enough to be a Marine. No one believed in him. 

No one except his father, Mike Creighton… 

Louie’s father always taught him to turn the other cheek. He was a true mentor, teaching him how to be a man in a world of cowards. But when his father is murdered the day after scratching a winning lottery ticket, Louie’s inner monster can’t be contained. He becomes determined to track down the suspect at any cost. All along, he struggles to live by his father’s motto—To find out what you live for, you have to discover what you’d die for. 

Then he meets Harlow McPherson… 

Her entire life has been a battle. Harlow grew up in the system, bouncing from one foster home to the next. Most weren’t that bad, but some were hell. 

The only comfort was the fact she wasn’t alone. Her twin brother, Hendrix, was always there—until he took his own life years later, abandoning Harlow in a cruel world. Unable to forgive, it’s Louie who reminds her there’s still hope. 

When Louie unleashes his inner monster, and Harlow finally faces her demons, will they lose themselves to the darkness, or risk it all Defying Destiny?

 






Born Into Destiny





  

  
An uncertain future is all Dani DeChenne ever expected—and she was right.

A woman usually has a sixth sense about being pregnant. But a tattoo artist who never intended on being a mother—not so much. Instead, she passes out at the gym, and her boyfriend, Zane Hendricks, is the first to find out while she is still unconscious.

To say Zane is over the moon would be an understatement. But Dani’s lonely childhood with an absent mother makes her afraid of becoming a parent herself. What if she sucks at it and her child ends up hating her?

With every fear, there’s hope for a brighter future.

Once Dani gets over the shock, her heart is set on the family she and Zane will build together. But the bliss is short-lived as her pregnancy progresses and Zane’s duties keep him away. Depression sets in, and Dani feels more alone than ever.

It isn’t until an old high school friend drifts into town that Dani has someone to talk to. Jax Reynolds is there on business, looking for a permanent job in security. When Zane catches wind of some guy hanging around his pregnant girlfriend, hospitality flies out the window. But by some miracle, the three become good friends, and Dani finally has the stability she always wanted.

Or so she thought.

When tragedy strikes, every second makes the difference between a bright future or a disastrous fate. And beyond the immediate danger threatening to ruin Dani and Zane’s lives, an even more treacherous secret might be the one thing that can destroy it all forever.


Tagline: Destiny isn’t made, it’s born.

 







I grew up in a small town in Iowa. I have 2 older sisters and amazing parents. Growing up, I was always a daddy’s girl, hanging out with him in the garage, fishing, and building stuff. I loved to play softball and swimming, but reading, telling stories, and writing were my passion, even at a young age. I took a break from writing for a while, but you could always find me with a book in my hand.

I have three children – two boys and a girl. They are my whole world. Even when I’m having the worst day ever, they brighten up my day and make me smile.

A few years ago, there was this story that would always play out in my head and no matter how many times I went through it, from beginning to end, it would never fade. So I decided to put it on paper. I didn’t plan on publishing it, but when it was almost done, a friend asked to read it. She said it was a story that needed to be shared. And that’s what started my writing career.

I love all genres of books, and even though I started with writing MC Romance, I have a whole book of ideas, so you can expect more from me than just MC, though romance is in my blood.

Even though I currently work two jobs, my ultimate dream is to become a full time author. I want to be able to spend my days filling pages with stories. I want to be the reason people find a reason to smile or laugh from lines on a page. Reading a book allows me to live in someone else’s shoes, even if only for a few minutes. It’s a way to leave my life and troubles behind and I want to be help others do that as well.



        




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