ANGEL by Abby Gale **RELEASE PROMO**

Angel (Club Nymph #2)

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Abby Gale

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Genre: Dark Erotica

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I had a dream and a plan.

It was a risk but I got noticed.

I never thought the story I’ve chased would become my own reality.

A descent into darkness.

The signs were there, before it even happened.

I felt it and I should have run without looking back.

But I didn’t realize how deep and depraved it would become.

As the lines became blurred. I felt lost, but also found.

Was I selfish? Stupid? A victim?

Or was it simply my own special kind of sickness?

This is it. My monster. My enemy. My choice.

My story.

WARNING! This is dark erotic suspense. Story contains scenes of rape, abuse and violence which may be a trigger for some. It is intended for mature readers of dark erotica. Please proceed with caution.

AUTHOR WARNING

ATTENTION!

This is not a romance book and it definitely not pretty.

This book is dark, twisted, and wrong. It is melancholic, and fucked-up.

I have a hero you shouldn't love.

I have a heroine you shouldn't sympathize.

I have some scenes you don't want to read.

I have some scenes you'll be offended because you can't resist the temptation of keep reading it.

This book has nothing to do with unicorns, rainbows, heart, and flowers.

And I'm warning you...

If you read this book it is your choice, not mine.

Don’t forget that I warned you.

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THE SILVER SWAN by Amo Jones * *PROMOTION* *

Title: The Silver Swan

Series: The Elite Kings Club #1

Author: Amo Jones

Genre: Romance

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Riddle me this...
“I am neither dead, nor alive, and I’m not something little Madison can hide.
But you will be dead, by the time this is done...
the timer starts now, and the games have just begun…”
Madison Montgomery comes from money and power, but when someone close to her commits the ultimate crime, Madison must live with her tainted name for the rest of her life. When she begins Riverside Preparatory Academy, the private school her father has swept her into in The Hamptons, she hopes for a fresh start. What she wasn't hoping for was the pack of bad boys who run the school; ten, to be exact. When Madison gains the attention of their leader, Bishop Vincent Hayes, a whole new world that she didn't think existed is exposed to her. A whole world that starts and ends with The Elite Kings Club and these boys, are about to flip her world upside down. Secrets are overflowing and family lies are about to be exposed. Is there more to Madison Montgomery than even she knows?

About this book:
I need to admit something right now. The Silver Swan is f*cked. It might be the most insane story I've ever written with equally insane characters. Who knew? You know, when I started this book, it was supposed to be YA. I wanted to write a book that my sisters could read. A book that won't have people look at my mum like "damn... what sort of messed up shit happened to your kid?". The angst, the assholeness, the games, the f**kery, the WHAT THE F**KING F**K ARE YOU DOING???!!!...
I cannot even.... anyway, this is a warning (and the only one I'll give you). It's crazy. I don't compare my work to my others, but this book is f**ked. It will most likely stomp all the f**k over people's hard limits (and not give a sh*t while it's doing it) and will make you second guess all the morals you thought you had.
This most definitely is not looking like a love story right now... more like a..... I don't even....*shakes head* anyway, I apologise now. You asked for it..........

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“Nate?” I whisper. “Maybe I took a wrong turn.”
Silence.
“Nate!” I yell down the phone. “This isn’t funny.”
“I’m not laughing, sis. Keep going, we can see your headlights.” What am I doing? I’m basically relying on the fact that Nate and I had bonded a little and that both our parents are together. I’m not sure those facts are worth my life. No, he wouldn’t. I’m just being paranoid. The only time, except for school, where I didn’t bring my fucking pistol either. I sag in defeat. My dad will not be impressed with my not carrying, and my mom will no doubt be screaming at me from the other side about how these are the reasons why she and my dad educated me so much on firearms. I’ve failed as a fucking daughter. I shuffle up in my seat.
“Nate, I don’t fucking see anything up here but ja—OMG!” I slam on the breaks, all four tires locking up in a skid. I squeeze the steering wheel tightly, banging down the locks on the doors. “Nate!” I yell into the phone.
Silence.
Slowly, I look up out the front windscreen, the thick dust from my tires interrupting the loose gravel still floating in the air and that’s when I see it again.
Ten men.
Ten dark hoodies covering their faces.
Ten—“Nate..” understanding sets in. Ten.
Slamming the gear into reverse, I’m just about to floor it backwards—to hell with anything or anyone behind me—when my driver’s window smashes into a million pieces, the tiny shards of glass falling onto my lap. I scream, my hands coming up to shield my face just as an arm slips inside and pops up the lock.
A deep menacing chuckle breathes over the back of my neck just as a leather gloved hand wraps around my mouth and pulls me out of the car. “Hello Madison. You don't know us, but we know you. We want to play a game. Here's what happens if you lose...”

Author Bio

Amo is a full-time writer from New Zealand who loves long romantic walks to the wine cellar.

When she's not creating magic, you can usually find her relaxing in front of the television watching the latest episode of Supernatural or Vikings. (This will be updated as she finds new television shows with hot actors.)

She's the proud mother of four little critters who are the reason she breathes, but also the reason she drinks.

She's the wife-to-be to the love of her life. She says wife-to-be because she scares him a little, and he still hasn't decided whether he wants to wed her or not. Such an exciting relationship.

She loves meeting new people and believes the world needs more kindness.

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FOUR CROWS by Lily White **Release PROMOTION**

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“You’ll have to forgive me, Darlin’, for all the unforgivable things I’m about to do…”

Loyalty is never easy – especially when you’re forced to choose between family and the man you would do anything to possess…

Born into a world that no child should endure, Magpie “Maggie” Crow is doted on by her loving father and over protective brothers. As much as she loves them, she fears them, especially when she learns secrets they've kept hidden.

Elliot McLaughlin joined the U.S. Marine Corps right out of high school to provide for his wife and son. He’d never intended to become a father so young, but was willing to do what it took to give his family everything they needed.

After Elliot’s family goes missing, he returns from war to an empty home. Obsessed with discovering who took his family, he investigates their disappearance and plots his revenge.

Passion brings Maggie and Elliot together. Obsession pushes them apart. As a bitter battle begins between Elliot and the Crows, Maggie’s heart hangs in the balance.

**Disclaimer: This book is intended for audiences 18 years of age or older. The subject matter of this book discusses sensitive topics that may be a trigger for some readers.**

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Lily White is a dark writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series (Her Master’s Courtesan and Her Master’s Teacher), Target This, Hard Roads, and Asylum. She’s co-authored Serial (a four part serial series). When she isn’t writing as Lily White you can find other books by her under M.S. Willis where she has penned the Control Series, the Estate Series, Because of Ellison (contemporary romance), and Standard Romance Story (Romance Comedy). Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.

In addition to writing, Lily is an avid reader, gummy bear slayer, and a gold medalist in puppy naps.

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MERCY by Natalie Bennett **BLOG TOUR**

Title: Mercy 

Series: Mercy. Bound. 

Released. #1 

Author: Natalie Bennett 

Genre: dark erotica 

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Everyone knows the story where the beautiful girl gets taken by a monster. The one where the monster ends up being some poor tortured soul with a fucked up past. Love prevails, and then they live happily ever fucking after. Well, this is my story, and it isn’t a fairytale. I loved my monster too. But that was before he took me. My reality is dark. His demons are darker. Mercy is NOT for the faint of heart.

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Chapter One 

Morgana I hated to admit it, but I was a sucker for a good psychopath. The sinister, mischievous smile always seemed to get me. It didn't help that some of my own screws got knocked loose awhile ago. But I was a good person once. Being a good person ruined my life. I waited too late in the day to go for my run, but sitting in the house had made me restless. 

The knife I had hidden underneath the bathroom sink kept whispering for me to take it out. If I didn't leave, I'd end up playing in a puddle of my blood, getting higher than a kite. So, there I was, jogging down the barren road, Lana Del Rey blasting through my earbuds. 

The sun was obscuring my vision, but even partially blinded I could see the dog in the middle of the street. And the car that was approaching, speeding up instead of slowing down. My moral obligation had me sprinting to scoop the brown and white bundle into my arms. Tires screeched, I screamed, and the car swerved around me. If my bladder had been full, I would've pissed my pants. 

I pulled the earphones out in time to hear a sleuth of expletives come from inside the large muscle car. 

The driver had stopped over on the side of the road; his once shiny vehicle now covered in dust. The smell of burnt rubber lingered in the humid air. Casting a nervous glance back at the classic car, I assessed the dog in my arms and began walking up the street on shaky legs. 

Away from the angry driver. The engine revved and tires spun. With a speed that had dust particles rising back into the air, the car zipped passed me just so the driver could cut me off. I had a vague idea of who the driver was. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" A man opened the driver door and began to get out. My mind flashed with instant recognition. He had sunglasses on, and I could still feel his eyes burning holes into me. 

"You were going to hit him." I adjusted the small dog in my arms, feeling his wiry fur scratch against my bare skin. 

"So you risked your life for a stupid animal?" 

"Don't call him stupid! If you had been driving like a normal person, instead of trying to go fast like a typical douche bag with a sports car, you would have seen him." 

"I wouldn't have changed course," he shrugged. 

"Then you're a douche bag and an asshole. Congratulations." I glared at him and walked passed the trunk, feeling his eyes follow me. 

"Morgana," said a deep voice with an intoxicating amount of sultriness. The amusement in his tone now that he realized who I was irritated me. 

"Fucking awesome," I muttered, turning to face him. Of all people to come in contact with on a barren country road, I run into, Julian Andreou. The sunglasses on his face may have prevented me from seeing his eyes. But they didn't hide his prominent jawline, his slight stubble, or the dark eyebrow he had raised at me. 

"I was distracted." He gave me a smile that had deep dimples appearing on his cheeks. Like water on a flame, my immediate anger doused. 

"No apology for almost killing me?" He towered above my height of five-four, leaving me no choice but to frown up at him. My reflection looked back at me in his Aviators. God, I looked a hot mess. Strands of baylage brunette hair had escaped my fishtail braid, and a tiny bit of perspiration coated my bronze skin. 

He reached up and removed his sunglasses, allowing the full intensity of his gaze to meet mine. His green hues were smiling, causing my stomach to dip for an entirely different reason. Julian was a gorgeous, immaculately groomed man, and I knew he was indubitably aware of his attractiveness. 

His ego didn't need any more strokes, so I always chose to act indifferent. This, in my opinion, is what made him so 'interested' in me. That weird thing people do where one pulls away, so the other follows. 

That's what this had to be. 

He was a patient wolf who wore a suit, and I was the little lamb he wanted to devour. 

"I was distracted by staring at you. Something I've been doing for close to a year now." He enunciated each word slowly. As if I could ever forget someone like him, kept trying to ask me out. He dragged his burning gaze up and down my body. Cognizant I was only wearing a sports bra and tiny yoga shorts; the dog became my shield against his ogling. 

"Goodbye, Julian." Shaking my head, I turned on my heel and continued walking. Seconds later, a door slammed shut, and he pulled off. I couldn't hide my amused smile when his car pulled up beside me, moving forward at a snail's pace. 

"Get in the car, Morgan. I'll take you home," his smooth baritone voice softly called out to me. The rumors about his family swirled around in my head. My cheeks heated in shame when I realized what I was doing. Judging him. Just like everyone in town did me. The people who knew the least about you always had the most to say. 

In Riverview, a girl giving a boy a small kiss on the cheek spun into a story about her giving blowjobs in the church. It was a quaint town, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing unless you were someone like me. A girl that had been smacked with a crazy label. Riverview gossip spread faster than wildfires. They took a truth, twisted it, and ran wild with lies. When someone found out a tidbit of information about me, I was suddenly a weird recluse that belonged in a freak show. 

"Come on, Morgana. I only want to take you home." His words were saturated with double meaning. I glanced over expecting to see his cocky signature smirk, but all he gave me was a genial smile. I shouldn't have considered his offer, but I did. My house was a good thirty minutes away. Satan had lit Hellfires on earth; the heat was kicking my ass, and the dog in my arms felt like he'd been put in an oven. 

"Okay," I omitted, slanting my eyes down to the blacktop and walking around his car. The dog turned its head but didn't do much else. Julian climbed out and quickly came around to open the passenger door for me. Once I was settled into the cool leather seat, he went back to the driver side. 

 Something in my head was telling me this was a terrible idea.

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Natalie Bennett has always been an avid fan of all things dark and twisted, so it only made sense for her to write what she loves. She brings to life unapologetic antiheroes you love to hate and strong heroines who refuse to be broken. Natalie writes Dark Paranormal & Dark Erotica with romantic elements. She doesn't censor her writing and let's her stories tell themselves. If you pick up one of her books expecting a typical HEA, you won't find one.

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