Twisted Luck by Mia Downing Release Blitz

Book Title: Twisted Luck 

Author: Mia Downing 

Genre: Paranormal Romance 

Release Date: April 7, 2017 

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All I wanted was luck—the good kind. I’d lost my job, a jerk hacked my bank account, and I caught my best friend screwing my fiancé. When stood up by my Internet date in a bar, I met the perfect man—tall, dark, and handsome in the most expensive suit. He was out of my league, but I didn’t want forever.

I barely remember the words he whispered under the veil of sin and seduction. I didn’t believe in Satan, God, Heaven or Hell. I thought he was kidding. A figment. A dream.

I was wrong. With one, breathless yes, my fate was sealed.

Businessman by day, demon by night, Leo Weston now owns my soul in exchange for good luck. Time is ticking as he works to secure my mother’s soul, too. Somehow, I have to take him down despite him being so damned gorgeous, glib, and devious. Will my gift of twisted luck be enough to save her and protect my heart?

“What would you give, Olivia, to have your revenge?” he asked.

“I don’t want revenge.” But honestly…I’d sell my soul for some good luck.

“What did you say?”

I frowned. “I don’t want revenge?”

“No, the other.”

“I don’t recall saying that out loud.”

He leaned closer and practically whispered, “Say it anyway.”

I licked my lips, unable to tear my gaze from his chocolaty one. “I—” I licked my lips again. “I’d sell my soul for good luck.”

“Would you?” He leaned forward on his elbows, interested and eager for my answer.

“Would you?” I countered, shocked by his words and that I’d even contemplate this to begin with. People didn’t sell their souls. I didn’t believe in God, Satan, Hell, or Heaven. When I was little, God hadn’t helped my mother or me when we’d needed him most. I sure as hell didn’t see any help on this horizon.

“I already have. Paid the piper, too.” Blatant honesty and sadness quirked in his slight smile.

Now I sat a little taller. Had this guy been through hell and back? No way could someone fake that look, the one of cold despair. I knew it too well. I had seen it on my mother’s eyes, viewed it in the mirror when I gazed at myself. I had thought Mr. Perfect hot and out of my league, but this…maybe this soft admission put him square in my playing field.

 

Mia Downing started creating heroes at age four, but her heroes back then rode ponies to the rescue and only kissed her on the cheek. Today, Mia's heroes still rescue those in need, but the price of their toys and the expertise of their seduction leads to a whole lot more. When Mia isn't busy creating new stories for her readers, she fills in as an underwear model for a prestigious lingerie company. She also lives in New England with her family, and enjoys horses and knitting.

Fun facts: Mia can juggle (poorly,) create balloon animals and face paint. She was the hit entertainment of two family parties. No clown suits were involved.

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TAKEN by J.C. Valentine

TAKEN

by J.C. Valentine
Publication Date: April 18, 2017
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Contemporary, Romance, Standalone, Novella

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SYNOPSIS:

Love is blind…
Especially when you’ve been abducted.

Caught in the dredges of life, Elise had come to the grudging conclusion that mediocrity was all she’d ever have.
Until a routine shopping trip turns into a deadly affair.

Taken. Two men, one a brute and the other an enigma. A cabin in the woods. One dangerous agenda.

Blindfolded and held captive, Elise’s mundane existence just got a whole lot more interesting. Thrust into the unknown, held prisoner by a man with rough hands and a gentle voice, she’s faced with her own demise while struggling against a growing desire for the unacceptable—her captor.

Will Elise make out with her life—and heart—intact?

EXCERPT:

What kind of person became attracted to their kidnapper? It was too early for her to claim Stockholm Syndrome, so that just left insanity. Or the sex drought. She hadn’t had a close encounter of the penis variety in far too long to be healthy.

Well, she wasn’t about to start with his!

A door creaked open, and Elise felt the air change as they stepped into another room, the musty smell of dirt and dust thicker than in the rest of the place. Spinning her around, Manhandler gave her a gentle push, and Elise plunked down onto the edge of the bed, its springs screaming in protest as she bounced and fought against rolling backward into the center of the mattress.

“This thing must be ancient,” she commented without thought.

“I’d say seventies, at least.”

“Seventy years?” Elise screeched in disbelief. She almost leaped clear off again, considering what manner of filth it must harbor.

“Seventies as in what decade it’s from,” Manhandler clarified.

“That’s not much better.”

“Suck it up, buttercup.”

And so she would. Elise glared behind her blindfold at him, hoping he could at least feel her indignation and resentment. Except she hardly felt it herself, so he probably couldn’t either. Drat. She was a piss poor hostage. Where was her fire? Her raging sense of self-preservation? That snappy attitude all the fictional heroines in her plethora of romance novels had?

Left all that back in Neverland, she thought to herself. A self-deprecating smile began to form. Elise had never been much of a fighter. Just a sad and lonely girl living in a lonely world. Blah, blah, blah. Guess I’ll go eat worms.

“Whatever you’re planning, don’t,” Manhandler said in a calm manner that belied the threat inherent in his statement.

Elise wiped the smile off her face instantly. “I’m not planning anything.”

“Right.” He didn’t sound convinced. “Let’s keep it that way, shall we?” His hand smacked her thigh, startling her. “Lie down. Get some sleep.”

Elise eased herself down onto her side, grimacing as she thought of all the critters that were probably living among the blankets and within the mattress. God, was the pillow even safe to touch? “Where will you be?”

She heard Manhandler move around to the opposite side of the bed, and when he sat down, her body rolled to meet him in the middle. “Right here, buttercup.”

Elise gasped, scrambling for the edge of the bed—as far from him as possible without defying his orders.

“What,” he said with a laugh. “Did you really think I was going to leave you alone in here, so you could get up to mischief? Not hardly.”

That wasn’t exactly what she’d been thinking, but Elise would have done some snooping around, maybe searched for an exit. Not that she expected either man to leave her in any position to get them into trouble. They seemed to be one step ahead at every turn. Turns that were few and far between.

Elise froze in place as he settled in behind her. Releasing a little groan of approval, he shocked her to hell and back when he grabbed her around the middle and hauled her back up against his chest. Breath puffing against the back of her neck, Manhandler said in a sleepy voice, “This is for your protection as much as it is mine. Don’t get any ideas, just sleep, and we’ll get along just fine. Deal?”

What could she possibly say? No deal? He had her right where he wanted her, leaving Elise no choice but to play the hand she was being dealt. Unable to make her voice work, Elise simply jerked her head in affirmation.

“Glad you agree, buttercup.” Within a matter of seconds, he was out cold, his arm a vice holding her in place. And Elise? Well, she wasn’t going to sleep anytime soon.

ABOUT J.C. VALENTINE

J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry.

Living in the Northwest, she has three amazing children and far too many pets. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.

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Alpha Squad, Friends & Foes by Lorelei Moone

Alpha Squad: Friends & Foes

by Lorelei Moone
Alpha Squad #2
Publication Date: April 7, 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance, Shifters

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Alpha Squad has received its very first assignment and recruit Adam King is excited to jump head-first into the action. When the team arrive in the shifter refugee camp in Sevenoaks to investigate some attacks on the local population, the evidence seems clear: the attacker they are looking for is a shifter. And one in particular keeps popping up in suspicious circumstances; Felicity Weir, who works in the camp. There’s just one catch: Adam’s inner bear insists that Felicity is his mate. Now, he’s torn. How can he help make Alpha Squad’s first mission a success, when he can’t endanger the woman who appears to be their prime suspect?

Bear shifter Felicity Weir has been looking after the shifter refugees camping near Sevenoaks ever since they started streaming in from Europe some months ago. She is determined to serve, to help these displaced people build a new home and future for themselves. Then the attacks began and the mood in Sevenoaks grew more and more hostile toward these newcomers, and by proxy, against her. First it was livestock that turned up dead in the local villages, soon after, human victims started to turn up. All the evidence points toward the refugees, but Felicity cannot accept that one of her kind would be capable of such violence. She has no choice but to take matters into her hands and investigate the deaths herself.

With Alpha Squad and the local police hot on their heels, Felicity and Adam must join forces. Will they be able to prove her innocence before public opinion is irreparably poisoned against the shifters, and their chances for a happy future together are destroyed?

EXCERPT:

Felicity wasn't sure what woke her up. It wasn't a noise, but a sensation or a presence. She blinked a few times and stared at the ceiling.

There it was again.

A tug in her chest which told her she wasn't alone.

It wasn't a bad feeling; it was reassuring and warm, like a cozy blanket to keep the cold out. A smile formed on her lips. It was Adam.

Felicity got up and made her way through the living room straight to the front door.

There he was.

"Hi," she said, and opened the door wide.

"I didn't disturb you, did I?" he asked.

She shook her head. "You came just at the right time."

Felicity stepped aside and watched him enter. There was something different about him now. He was a mess of feelings and thoughts, making it hard for Felicity to focus on any one of them.

"What's going on?" she asked. How did you know where I live? Of course, she didn't mind him turning up here, but that didn't make her less curious.

Adam turned and fiddled with his vest, retrieving a familiar looking notepad and holding it up in her direction.

"I got this off the detective," Adam said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Felicity took the notepad and studied it carefully. A rare glimpse into the inner workings of the mind of her main enemy on the police force. "You stole this?" she said. She wasn't even sure she wanted to know the exact circumstances under which he obtained it.

Adam shrugged. "Borrowed it. I was hoping to get insight into the police investigation. They're not exactly telling us anything."

Felicity frowned. "No? I thought Alpha Squad was collaborating with the police."

"Yeah, we thought so too. It's a rather one-sided affair."

If that was the case, then why was he here sharing the detective's notes with her and not with his team mates…?

There's something you're not telling me.

Adam pressed his lips together. I'm sorry.

Felicity stepped up to him and rested her hand on his arm. What is it?

"I'm off the team. At least for now. The major wants to avoid any appearance of impropriety."

Felicity sank down onto the sofa, her hands tightening around the notepad. Now what?

Adam sat down next to her and took her hand. A jolt of electricity passed from his skin into hers; at least that was the nearest description to how it felt.

I'm so sorry. But no matter what, we'll figure things out together.

Felicity closed her eyes and tried to think. But all that achieved was to flood her mind with imagery of their kiss in the woods. How did shifter couples achieve anything at all, when the intense attraction between them overwhelmed everything else, even rational thought?

"It'll be okay, right?" Felicity mumbled.

"I know it will." Adam wrapped his arm around her and held her close.

She could hear his heartbeat so clearly. How it had sped up the moment they touched and continued to hammer away at a feverish pace now that she was safely tucked in his embrace. Perhaps this was the right thing to do. Perhaps they owed it to themselves as well as each other to blow off some steam, so that they could dive into the investigation with renewed vigor and focus.

That was her justification to satisfy her mind anyway. Her heart and body didn't care to rationalize; they just wanted to act.

Adam sensed the change in her; of course he did. Such was their connection.

He scooped her up off the couch and carried her through the short hallway into the bedroom. It was a mess; the bed wasn't made and laundry was piled up on the chair that stood by the wardrobe. Felicity might have felt awkward about the state of the room with anyone else, but not with Adam. He hadn't even noticed it.

His eyes were fixed on hers.

ABOUT LORELEI MOONE

Lorelei Moone is an up-and-coming author of paranormal romance based in London. A lover of all things sweet, and caffeinated, when she’s not writing about sexy bear shifters and their strong-willed curvaceous love interests, Lorelei can be found baking cookies or cakes for her family.

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Cover Reveal: Temptation Trials Part 1 by B Truly

Today is the cover reveal for Temptation Trials Part 1 by B Truly. This is part I of a two part novel. This cover reveal is organized by Lola's Blog Tours. The cover is designed by Bespoke Book Covers.



Temptation Trials Part 1

By B truly

Genre: Dystopian Romance

Age category: Adult

Release Date: June 3, 2017

Blurb:

Will you be Tempted? Will Love save your Soul?



One nation under his rein.



Cardinal sins of man caused humanity to pay the price. Cali Nasser grew up in a world succeeding World War III. The aftermath forced the world dictatorship that she must now live in. A new Regime arose from the ashes. They demanded obedience and cooperation from every citizen, even in matters of the heart.



One domain ... One accord … One nation. That is the moral code. In Cali’s eyes, it all revolves around a twisted plot for control.



It used to sicken Cali how people would allow the Regime to test their love through the Temptation Trials. That is, until she met Kincade. Cali’s entire point of view changes when she falls for him. She struggles with herself, debating if she should challenge the government’s law of arranged marriage.



Cali’s childhood friend, Stefani, always kept a positive perspective about their lives until she was threatened with the same dilemma, at odds over the man she loves.



Now Cali and Stefani face a desperate choice—submit to the Regime’s will, or fight for what they value most—love. Although lust, mistaken for love, could lead to damnation. Do they give up on love or sign up for the Temptation Trials, a reality TV show where every temptation is laid before them?



The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. Can love save their souls?

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About the Author:

B. Truly has wanted to be an author since she was fifteen years old and is grateful to have accomplished this dream. She has very vivid dreams and a wild imagination. She likes to read, watch tons of TV shows, and movies. She’s addicted to romance and gets a thrill out of action and sci-fi. She writes New Adult and Adult, Romance. Sci-fi, Dystopian, and Paranormal genres.



B. Truly likes to explore different elements of sci-fi romance, and create various realms of reality. She also loves creating impossible situations for her characters to grow from and try to overcome.



B. Truly has three wonderful children and a husband who defines the person that she is today. She works full-time as an Ultrasound technologist in Houston, Texas.



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cover reveal for Don’t Look at Me by J.P. Grider

Don’t Look at Me
J.P. Grider
Publication date: May 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Haven:

A diligent hand carved this hole in my face.

It stole my confidence, my identity, and ended my short-lived career as a broadcast journalist.

I am now unemployed. Alone. Ugly.

And expected to get over it and move on.

Go on living life as usual—as if the world doesn’t judge the grotesquely unattractive.

Quest:

It’s been three years since I was kicked out of the Army for nearly killing the opposition’s militia commander with my bare hands.

I am now unemployed. Alone. Angry.

And expected to forget the nightmares that hold me hostage and move on.

Go on living life as usual—as if the world doesn’t judge a dishonorably discharged ex-soldier.

Don’t Look at Me is a modern-day Beauty and the Beast tale—reversed and twisted. Because even the ugly need a good story, and even the beautiful are ugly deep down.

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J.P. Grider is a New Adult and Young Adult author. She is the author of seven novels. Her young adult series The Honor Trilogy consists of A Touch of Honor, A Man of Honor, and A Heart of Honor, while her first two novels - Unplugged (A Portrait of a Rock Star) and Maybe This Life - are standalone adult contemporary novels. Her most recent release is the new adult romance Mending Michael, which is the second in her Hunter Hill University series. The next book in the series - Reaching Rose - will be released in May, 2015. All the books in the Hunter Hill University series are standalone books and can be read in any order.

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MOM by Collin Piprell

MOM

Magic Circles Series

Book 1

Collin Piprell

Genre: Sci Fi

Publisher: Common Deer Press

Date of Publication: April 5, 2017

ISBN: 9780995072961

ASIN: B01MZJ09T4

Number of pages: 373 pages

Word Count: 100k

Cover Artist: Common Deer Press

Tagline: A mystery thriller set in the second half of the twenty-first century, MOM is the first novel in Collin Piprell's darkly comic and always thought-provoking MAGIC CIRCLES science-fiction series.

Book Description:

A GOD IS BORN!

TOO BAD ABOUT THE PERSONALITY DISORDER

So reads the graffito.

MOM is the mall operations manager — the greatest intelligence in history, a machine awakened to self-awareness at a time when the last few human survivors have withdrawn to the last two remaining refuges on Earth. Quarantined from the global nanobot superorganism outside the malls and from each other inside, the mallsters are utterly dependent on MOM for everything — including the ever-more suspect information they're getting about the world Outside.

Now the malls are crumbling.

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Excerpt:

THERE’S MORE to the Buffalo Shuffle, now,
than lackadaisical dancing.

Some
larger skewedness is lending a hallucinatory edge to things. Cisco believes
it’s inside his head, at first—attributes it to the incessant flicker and flash
and the crash of classic rock ’n’ roll. The dancers
are stepping back and forth, back and forth, over and over, faster and faster,
caught in a local loop. Leary and Brian are still there at the wraparound bar.

“Where’s Bia?” Cisco yells at them as he
approaches.

“You
young fellers,” says Leary. “You mean to say you’ve gone and misplaced her?”

“Was
she good?” Brian leers. The music has suddenly stopped, so this query comes
across loud and clear. Then the lights come up and everything holds still, a
fluorescent morgue.

“A
go-go bar with bright lights and no music,” says Leary. “What a cockroach feels
like caught out in the open.”

 Things
are going awry. Cisco’s senses of place and balance tell him he’s moving,
though in fact he’s standing at the bar. He glimpses an evil grin just before
Brian wheels his chair around and heads off towards the back of the bar. Leary
is looking uncharacteristically apprehensive. Things are fast going to hell.
Cisco hasn’t seen this type of disintegration in a long time, even in drills.
Today’s Worlds are supposed to have intregral fail-safes. Nevertheless, Cisco
expects the nausea and handles it. Leary doesn’t look well, but he seems to be
under control. “This isn’t good,” he manages to say before a blast of music
drowns him out.

It’s
interesting, from a technical point of view. Spotlit in the gloom at the far
end of the stage a good ten meters away, Cisco can see, in exquisite detail, a
constellation of pink and blue and gold glitter stuck to a dancer’s bare
backside. But the floor at his feet has gone indistinct, a featureless mystery.
Then, when he looks up again, he can’t even see the girl, or the end of the
stage. The flashing red light that marks the toilet is only a pulsing smudge.

Cisco
checks back to the near distance, and now the detail is surreal. Cisco fights
down another twinge of nausea. The spatio-temporal axes are badly askew. He
looks away from it all to collect himself; he focuses on the floor in time to
see the roach hit-and-run victim reconstitute itself, its mess all coming
together from the smear. Sporting a single bit of red glitter on its carapace,
it scuttles backwards to disappear amid the debris. Cisco is gripped by the
strongest sense of déjà vu he’s ever experienced. He sees Leary deck the burly
tourist, the same guy as before, the same wham-wham-wham combination except
this time from a different perspective. The ebee jerk drops his beer bottle,
and Cisco hears the smash from behind the bar—the visual and spacialized
auditory cues are out of whack. Two or more different pieces of music are
blaring. The beats accelerate, subtly at first, then faster, and Cisco resists
the natural inclination of the heart to race in sympathy. An instant later the
beer reappears on the bar. The guy drops it again, and it smashes. This time
the sound comes from where it should. Cisco watches as the shards reassemble
themselves and the beer is sucked back into the bottle. He ducks at the smash
coming from just above and behind his head. The bottle smashes and reassembles,
smashes and reassembles. The sound is coming from random points, no longer in
phase with the visual representation of the bottle’s impact.

“Let’s
go!” Leary is shouting at him. “Let’s get out of here.” His lips aren’t in sync
with the words. “Sorry, Kid. I’m bailing.” Then he’s gone.

The
World is falling to pieces. Rapid foreground-background reversals are being
complicated by phase dissonances and fractal oscillations. This is chaos. Cisco
can’t tell whether the motion-and-perspective trackers are functioning; even if
they are, they wouldn’t be able to make sense of this. Bangkok World is fast
disintegrating, reality engines on a runaway track to total dementia. Part of
it briefly resolves itself as a bargirl wobbling past on platform boots—maybe a
real telep, given that she appears to be panicking—though the sound of her
passing doesn’t even register, much less include reverb. A scream issues from
Cisco’s shirt pocket, some woman expressing acute distress, although Cisco
knows she isn’t really in his pocket.

He
can bail anytime he wants to, but he doesn’t want to yet. He falls against a
barstool and clips his forehead on the bar top. There’s pain, lots of it. More
psychic than physical, but liberal doses of both. He shuts his eyes, pulls
closer to his center. This is only a perceptual thing, this assault on his
integrity. He can handle it. He knows he’s actually safe and sound back in his
own cradle in ESUSA. He knows this, but it doesn’t reassure him as much as it
ought to.

 He looks for his console, just so
he knows it’s there. It isn’t.

About the Author:

Collin Piprell is a Canadian writer and editor resident in Thailand. He is the author of four previous novels and a collection of humorous stories, now out of print, as well as four books on national parks, diving, and coral reefs, which are also out of print. *MOM* is the first novel of Magic Circles, a science-fiction trilogy in progress. Visit www.collinpiprell.com to learn more.

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cover reveal for Moth to a Flame by Cambria Hebert

Moth to a Flame
Cambria Hebert
Publication date: Spring 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense (Stand-alone)

The only thing drawn to her more than danger is him…

Danger isn’t Zoey’s middle name. But it is something she can’t forget, something she’s reminded of every time she looks in the mirror. For those reasons, Zoey has become an expert at creating the perfect illusion. Her ability to fool the eye, to create truth where there was previously none makes her the best in the business.

Working as a makeup and special effects artist for Hollywood combines her two life must-haves: her passion for makeup and hiding in plain sight.

It also doesn’t hurt that she’s safe within the heavily secured and secret studio sets, away from the public eye.

Then her perfect job becomes her perfect nightmare.

Not only does her illusion slip with the blast of icy water, but it does so in front of the country’s biggest action hero and the gossipiest of celebrity TV shows.

At first, Zoey thinks danger hasn’t caught up to her and the worst thing about her mishap is the world’s most perfect man sees her in all her not-so-perfect glory.

Until a series of unexplained “accidents” begins on set.

That’s when Zoey knows.

Danger has caught up to her… and this time she fears death has, too.

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Author Bio:

Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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