The Oath Forger Series by Nia Mars blitz

Oath Forger
Nia Mars
(Oath Forger #1)
Publication date: February 27th 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance, Science Fiction

I’m a scavenger. So what? With society’s collapse on Earth, I do what I have to for survival. Especially after I’m kidnapped by space pirates. I have no idea why the five most powerful rulers in the universe decide that I’m the Oath Forger, the one foretold to fuse their royal houses together and bring peace. But I’m going to play along. Because, hey, it’s better than probes in uncomfortable places. Now let’s just hope they don’t find out I’m lying.

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EXCERPT:

“My Ava,” Tiam says, dreamily. “Yes, you will be mine tomorrow in Merim.”

“You mean you hope I’ll accept you?”

“Yes.”

Maybe part of being an Oath Forger is that I have to pick a husband from among The Five? Easy. I’ll pick whoever is willing to return me home.

I eye Tiam for potential. No harm in feeling him out just a little. “If I asked you a favor, to help me do something, would you?”

“I would give my life for you, my Ava,” he says without blinking.

He opens his mouth to say more, but suddenly the connection is severed, and I’m looking at a blank screen. I know I didn’t hang up on him, and I’m pretty sure he didn’t hang up on me.

The next second, Koah bursts through the door. His eyes are wild; he leaps for me and grabs me by the shoulders, searching my face. “What did he do? Are you all right?”

“Um, we talked?” I roll my eyes. “Chill.”

When I pull back, he lets me go with great reluctance. He asks through gritted teeth, “What did he tell you?”

“He wanted me to transport to his ship.”

Koah is nearly cross-eyed with outrage. He looks as if the top of his head is about to blow off.

“I said no.”

He is breathing heavily. “Thank you, Ava.” Then he calms, gathers himself, and his breathing evens. “What else did you tell him?”

“Not much. We only talked for five minutes.”

He looks as if he wants to grab me and wrap his arms around me, but he holds himself back. After another few seconds, seeing that I am all right, he calms down some more.

Then a speculative gleam comes into his eyes. “Were you in my bed when Tiam appeared on the display?”

Really? Seriously?

“No.”

Is that a disappointed grunt?

I can’t stop myself from saying, “If you’d like, the next time he calls, I can chat with him while sitting in the middle of the bed, naked.”

Koah looks so poleaxed, I regret teasing him.

“Ava.” His voice is hoarse. “You would take your clothes off for Tiam, but not for me?” He sounds as if his heart is bleeding.

Author Bio:
Books. Reading. Writing. Playing with the dog. That’s my life, in a nutshell. I love discovering new authors and new trends. Hello Reverse Harem novels!!!! Where have you been all my life? I love everything sci-fi, paranormal, and fantasy. I eat enough chocolate that at this point, I’m probably made of chocolate. OK, chocolate and coffee.
WHAT’S NEW: I’ve just published OATH FORGER, a soon-to-be bestselling, post-apocalyptic, reverse harem, sci-fi romance serial. Ha! Say that three times fast. J
WHAT ELSE: If you’d rather try a standalone sci-fi romance from me, grab WARLORD. And make sure you don’t sit near anything flammable while reading it. Because it’s HOT. Whatever level of heat you’re thinking right now? Double it. (Not recommended if you don’t have AC, or at least a ceiling fan.) You’ve been warned.
IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR A DRAGON: Check out DRAGON LORD, my dragon-shifter romance. And be prepared to lose your heart to a sexy, grumpy dragon. The best kind!
MY WISH LIST: (In case my fairy grandmother is reading this.)
For the OATH FORGER series to find readers who love these stories as much as I do.

Finishing my Master’s Degree in (what else) Writing Creative Fiction. (When I’m not writing books, I’m doing homework.)
WARRANTY: Your satisfaction is very important to me. If you have a complaint, please write it on a box of 50-piece Assorted Godiva Chocolate Truffles, and mail it to my office. I promise to personally see to all complaints.

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The Last Keyholder by Jamie Summer

What if you’re holding the key to rid yourself of the agony ruling your life?

Would you turn it? Or walk away?

When a mysterious letter appears in Emlyn Cavanagh’s hands, it throws every one of her carefully made plans out the window. She is forced to make a decision—go on a hunt for a legend to erase the pain of her past, or stay in the safety of her home.

It was her choice…until Nathan Holwell walks into her life.

Seemingly determined to keep her from her quest, Nathan is certainly not a distraction Emlyn needs, but one she cannot escape from.

Making a split-second decision, she embarks on a journey to find it all—answers, herself, and maybe her heart…even if the cost is her own life.

She can trust no one…not even the man who shadows her day and night as if his life depends on it.

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The Last Keyholder
by Jamie Summer
Series
The Keyholder Series
Genre
Adult
Paranormal Romance
Urban Fantasy
Publisher
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Publication Date
March 28, 2018
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My best friend got me into writing a while back, and yet I never thought I would end up writing my own novel. Until I woke up one morning, a dream so vivid and real in my mind that it wouldn’t leave me for days. And even then, only when I brought the story to life.

Besides writing, I love reading, cooking and spending time with my family and friends.

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Survival by Rachel Watts

YA Speculative Fiction

Date Published: March 2018

Ignorance is cheap. And then it costs you everything.

Perth author Rachel Watts' latest release delivers a devastating vision of a post-climate change world in which governments have collapsed and corporations rule with an iron fist. In this world two young women from different backgrounds find themselves unexpectedly aligned in their pursuit for the truth.

The world has suffered economic collapse and multiple environmental crises. In a flooded city, Ava Murasaki is searching for her activist sister Sophia. Meanwhile, Valerie Newlin lives in the secure complex of the Scylla Corporation, the world's only remaining multinational. There, she finds evidence of something horrifying in the Corporation medical research data. Set in a searingly real near-future, Survival is a story of what people will face for those they love.

Survival is accompanied by four of Watts' previously published dystopian and post-apocalyptic stories.

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Rachel Watts is an award-winning journalist and a writer of literary and speculative fiction. She holds a Master's Degree in Media and Communication and teaches creative writing to adults and teenagers. Her short stories and non-fiction have been published by Westerly, Island, Kill Your Darlings, Tincture and more.

Rachel Watts lives in Perth, Western Australia.

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Shame & Make It To the Alter by Fiona Cole

Titles: Shame (Shame Me Not) and Make It To The Altar (Shame Me Not Novella)

Author: Fiona Cole

Genre: NA/Coming of Age/BDSM Romance

The girl next door. Pretty. Sweet. Kind. 

Submissive. 

Until I met her, I was alone with the dark desires that I didn't understand, that I couldn't reconcile. 

She became my best friend, and then she became so much more. 

Desire. Disgust. Shame. 

Dominance. 

I wouldn’t have survived until college without her. When we were together, I was at peace for the first time in my life. 

But it was too good to last. 

Our appetite for pain and pleasure destroyed us. And all the drinks in the world weren’t enough to get used to missing her. 

On the verge of earning my degree, Ana walks back into my life, those gray-blue eyes still able to see right through me. It’s the chance I’ve been waiting for. One last chance to overcome my shame. 

If only it were that easy. 

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It took Kevin and Ana ten years to find their happily ever after, and they can't wait to claim each other as husband and wife. 

But when one thing after the next goes wrong, they begin to wonder if they’ll ever get to say their ‘I do’s’. 

As Ana starts to crumble under the stress, Kevin knows that he needs a plan. Her submission calms her, his control centers them both, and speeding up their path to matrimony seems to be the best course of action. 

That is, if they can make it to the altar.

Shame Excerpt 

“Don’t scream. Don’t move,” Kevin growled into my ear.

“Fuck, Kevin,” I sputtered once his hand dropped from my mouth. “You scared the hell out of me.” 

“Good.” He ran his hand along the outside of my thigh and then under my skirt, reaching for my panties. He fisted the waistband and tugged them down. 

“What the hell are you doing?” My breath sawed in and out of my chest, feeling exposed with the black lace tangled around my knees. He didn’t answer, but I felt his hand unbuckling his pants and brushing against my bottom. “Kevin . . .” I said again, but he flipped my skirt up, and used his arm around my waist to yank me higher into contact with his hard cock before tearing open a condom wrapper. 

“Going to fuck you, Ana.” 

I was throbbing, aching. God, the way he’d snuck up on me and just begun tugging my clothes out of the way. The way he hadn’t asked, just moved me where he wanted me. The fact that we were in school, where anyone could catch us. All of it was setting my body on fire. 

“Be a good girl and don’t make a sound.” He shifted his hips and without warning, he pushed inside me in one shove. 

I groaned, unable to hold back every sound. I was wet, but Kevin was big and he hadn’t prepared me in any way, so it burned. And I loved it. He barely pulled back before he pushed in again. His thrusts were quick and deep. The frantic pace he set added to the intensity of being caught. 

“Touch yourself,” he whispered. “Come for me. We don’t have much time.” 

One hand splayed on his thigh, holding on, and the other moved between my legs to rub at my clit. The theater was so silent that our heavy breathing and quiet moans sounded like shouts. I felt like we were daring someone to come in and watch us. 

I thought I was going to draw blood from biting my lips when Kevin’s hand roughly pinched my nipple beneath my shirt causing me to hold back my scream. There was no relief, he held on to my tip and squeezed, the burn shooting straight down to my throbbing core. 

I wondered what we would look like to someone who stumbled upon us. Locked together, his body pressed to my hunched back as he rutted against me like an animal in heat. His fingers latched on to my breast and my hand moving furiously between my legs. 

Just the thought—creating the image in my head—set me off. “Ke-Kevin,” I cried out on a breath, desperate to stay quiet as I arched up onto my toes and let the waves of pleasure pour over me. He clamped his hand over my parted lips to hold in the cries of my orgasm and buried his head into my back, letting his moans vibrate through my chest. 

My whole body shook when I came down from my high. Our bodies both leaned forward as our chests heaved in sync from the effort it took to fuck so quickly. 

Kevin placed a soft kiss between my shoulder blades and slipped out of me, holding me up so I didn’t collapse in a heap on the floor. Turning around, I pulled my panties up my legs and watched him pull the condom off. My pussy squeezed. Such an intimate moment that turned me on just to see him tugging the thin piece of latex off his softening dick. Without thinking, I squatted down and sucked the tip of his cock between my lips, wanting to taste him. His hand fisted in my hair and thrust in deep with a moan before pulling out and lifting me for a kiss. 

It turned me on that he didn’t mind the taste of himself. Hell, everything Kevin did turned me on. Things I didn’t even think about or consider turned me on with him. Almost every day we discovered more and more and it felt safe and exciting to do it with him. My best friend. Kevin looked down at me and smiled as he buckled up his pants. 

“That was pretty risky. We could’ve gotten caught.” 

“And that is the thrill of it,” he answered.

Make It to the Altar Excerpt

We grabbed a seat at our gate and settled in for the wait. He took off his suit jacket and rested it over my shoulders before pulling me as close to him as I could get with an armrest between us. The sensation of his fingers stroking my hair almost lulled me to sleep when a slow song came on at the bar across the walkway and he shifted. 

“Dance with me, Anabelle.”

Looking around at the people, I almost said no, but he’d already tugged me out of my seat and into his arms. 

“Don’t tell me no. It’s our first dance.”

I dug my fingers into the hair along his neck and laid my head on his chest, letting Ed Sheeran’s song, Perfect, surround us as Kevin moved in slow circles. I was sure people were watching, but I didn’t care. 

“How many kids do you want?” His question surprised me. We’d never really talked details about kids other than we both knew we wanted them. 

“I don’t know. More than one, less than ten.”

His chest shook against my cheek as he laughed. “Sounds like a good limit.”

“What about you?”

“More than one. I didn’t love being the only child.”

“Me either. But I was lucky when I found you. Although, I wouldn’t have hated it if you’d had a sexy older brother.”

“Anabelle,” he growled my name. 

Laughing, I said, “I’m kidding. You’re it for me. You’re the only person I want to have a baby with.”

Lifting my head, I looked up into his eyes, wanting to get lost in the depths and layers of brown. He leaned down and kissed my cheek working his way to my ear where he nipped at it with his teeth. 

“I can’t wait to see you pregnant with my child.” His words sent a shiver of excitement down my body. “Does that excite you? Being filled with my seed?”

I didn’t answer, just swallowed hard and buried my head in his chest to hide the flush working its way up my chest. 

“That first trimester, when everything is so sensitive,” he growled from deep in his chest. “Oh, Ana. I’ll suck on your full breasts, torture them, wrap them around my dick and fuck them. They’ll be so eager for my touch, I’ll probably be able to make you come just by playing with them.”

“Kevin.” I said his name on a desperate breath, squeezing my thighs against the ache his words created.

“Are you turned on, Ana? Do my words excite you, right here in front of all these people? I bet I could make you come with my words alone. And you would, for me.”

My whole body shook with need and I held tightly to his neck, scared he would do it. Terrified that he wouldn’t.

I could feel his breath against my neck and waited for him to begin when we were interrupted by an announcement. 

“Passengers on flight one-five-two-three, to Jamaica, need to proceed to the desk. Flight one-five-two-three to Jamaica has been canceled. Please see check in for information.”

Fiona Cole is a military wife and a stay at home mom with degrees in biology and chemistry. As much as she loved science, she decided to postpone her career to stay at home with her two little girls, and immersed herself in the world of books until finally deciding to write her own.

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