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Elite Power: Rhett

Supreme Legacy Series, Book 2

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P.T. Macias

Release Date: October 20th, 2910

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Earl Rhett Kaiser ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

My one-night stand is more than I thought.

She collides with my world, making it rock on its axis.

Yeah, the one that I can’t seem to forget.

I need to ignore my soul’s roar.

She’s part of the web of deception that I need to make right.

She’s wild; she’s beautiful, she’s untamed and smart.

She runs from my grasp, not granting me a chance.

The King seeks justice, and the underworld war needs to end.

The bloodshed, the Capo, is dead.

The Lord is pissed and eager to wage war and claiming her as his reward is his only redemption.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Isabelle Napolitano ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

My world has changed; I knew it would.

My father, the Capo of the underworld, is dead.

The war has to end!

My brothers are gone and nowhere to be found.

The Lord in Europe seeks revenge, claiming me as his.

I don’t think so, I rather die.

I have to run; I have to hide.

I’m petrified, and I’m going insane.

What should I do?

My one-night stand unexpectedly shows back up in my life.

He’s not who I thought.

He’s an Elite, much more than a Capo in the underworld.

Who would have thought?

He wants to protect me, is that a lie?

My heart aches; my soul weeps.

I’m running, not looking, not listening to him.

Nobody can help me; I can’t stay here.

I must hide, I pray that I’ll survive.

Experience the world of the ruthless masters, the Elite Supreme Power dictating society and the world.

Taste the excitement and the mysterious allure of falling in love.

Enjoy the opulence, the adventure, the power wars, the suspense, the corruption, the drama, lies, secrets, and the omnipresent danger cloaking their life.

The Elite power is supreme, but love brings them to their knees!

Note ~ Elite Power, Supreme Legacy Series are also standalone stories and no cliffhangers. (Dark Mafia Romance . . . . . . HEA)

Meet Belle And Rhett!

“Belle, you know who I am. It’s very important to trust me. We need to leave, now.”

What? I’m so confused. You’re here to take me? Who are you?”

“Belle, don’t run from me. I’m here to help you. I’m an Elite. Please believe me.”

“Who? An Elite? What does that mean? I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Rhett takes a step forward, trying to reach her, and pull her close.

Fuck! She's so damn scared. She doesn’t trust me. That cuts deeply. Fuck she doesn’t know anything about her father’s business.

“Belle, I’m here to protect you. Please, take my hand. I’ll explain everything later.”

Belle starts taking small steps back, wide-eyed, watching him closely. She shakes her head, gasping.

“No!”

Omg! He’s one of them? He’s here to take me? Where? Did they kill my Papà? The man that stole my heart, owns my soul killed my Papà! Why? What do they want?

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Elite Power: Trent

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Prince Trent Konig ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I was born an Elite and forged by the king.

I’m ruthless and soulless, a bastard to fear.

I’m merciless, I’m fierce, and trained to kill.

I’m broken, I’m evil, not worthy of her love.

My Baby Girl has a halo; she’s truly an angel.

I always knew she’s my soul mate, and yet I force myself to wait.

This wild need compels me to claim her and drives me insane.

My heart aches, my soul rages, and I refuse to have her near.

I can’t crown her my queen; thus, the kingdom is not at peace.

The danger and intrigue shroud the Elite.

The wrath of war is in the air, and a woman’s scorn is always a power to fear.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Lady Yvette Kaiser ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I pray he forgets his past deeds, his fears and believes in the greatness that he is.

No matter what he thinks, no matter where he goes, I keep my eye on him, waiting for his call.

I wait, I dream, I think of him.

I place my heart in his hands, knowing that he’s my man.

I only know that we belong, and our souls are fated to be one.

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This is the first book of a series, and it is amazing. Ms. Macias does an amazing job, of bringing her readers into a fantasy world, but makes it all seem real, yes she is that talented an author. I urge you to start this series, it is a real roller coaster ride, and has something for everyone. Happy reading! 

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The book captures you from page one. You don’t want to stop reading it. This world of cruelty, corruption, secrets, and lies forge these men. But when love comes calling these men are brought down to their knees. Though they fight to survive. Par excellence in this book.

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Trent and Yvette's story is fraught with intense feelings, and dangerous situations that add to my enjoyment of the book very much. 

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Release Blitz - Mr. Huntley's Wife - by M.C. Cerny @mccerny #DarkRomance #RomanticSuspense

Title: Mr. Huntley’s Wife

Author: M.C. Cerny

Genre: Dark Romance/Suspense

Editor: Amy Jackson

Cover Designer: Anna Crosswell from Book Cover Couture

Photographer: Lindee Robinson

Publication Date: March 27^th, 2019

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Blurb:

Scars. Tattoos. Distractions.

Adam Huntley is not who he seems.

Scorned. Forgotten. Vengeance.

Elizabeth Huntley is finally learning what it takes to survive.

A web of lies and sex tie them together until the fragile threads begin to fray and unravel.

The man Elizabeth thought she knew returns asking for her forgiveness. But little does he know, she has plans to be rid of him for good.

Sometimes, happily ever after is in the eye of the beholder.

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M.C. Cerny is a USA Today Bestselling author. She fell in love with books after experiencing her first real ugly cry reading, Where The Red Fern Grows. Her debut romantic suspense novel, Flashpoint was written in a series of post-it-note ramblings that would likely make her idol Tom Clancy and her mother blush. She is a post graduate of NYU, and calls rural NJ home with her menagerie of human and feline fur-babies. When M.C. is not writing, you’ll find her lurking in Starbucks, running stupid marathons, singing Disney show tunes, and searching out the perfect shade of pink nail polish.

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“I’m going outside to the pool.” Tying the strings of my black bikini in front of the mirror I adjusted my top carefully covering each breast. The small scraps of fabric are indecent, but I didn’t pick this bathing suit out so there’s not much I can do.

“Wait.” My hands freeze about to loop and knot the string behind my neck when Adam comes out of the bathroom. He’s wearing black swim shorts. Not speedos so you can’t see his monster cock pressed against spandex indecently and not the long cargo shorts most guys would wear. These were designer and some mix of the two accentuating the fact that his abs were sculpted from marble and his body a force of nature to be reckoned with.

“I want to read my book.” I pouted looking for my kindle and my hat searching through the suite. Adam disorientated me on a good day trying to accomplish one task to the next let alone trapped on an island. I needed the next hour to plot my safety plan because this sure as hell hadn’t felt like a vacation from the moment we stepped off the plane.

“Just wait my impatient little wife.” Scowling I rolled my eyes. He always had some ulterior motive.

“Adam.”

“Take your top off.” He stood behind me rubbing his body against me taunting me with his thick monster.

“No.”

“Don’t be a brat.”

“I’m not taking it off.” If he thought this was some kinky make up shit for the night before I’m not into it. My body may be buzzing but I’m ready to rake my nails down his face and attack him if he pushes me. I already know his consequences are shit anyway.

“I won’t ask again.” Short of stomping my foot and pissing him off, compliance seemed the lesser of two evils. His arms snake around me squeezing tight. Barefoot I’m rooted to the spot. There’s no place he won’t catch me inside the suite. Slowly, watching me in the mirror his hand reached up and fingers clasped around my throat pulling my body and my head flush against him.

“O-okay.” Shaking hands reached up tugging on the knot pulling the string praying it wouldn’t catch setting off his mercurial temper. I forced the tangled fabric to unlock from its hold. Once the string released I looked up and Adam’s eyes firmly locked on mine, his chin resting on my shoulder and focused on my face. His impatience was clear in the reflection and the knot in his brow.

I felt my small breasts sink and bob down when the top fell off sliding on to the tiled floor. Pink nipples pebbled at attention hungry and sharp. My stomach hollowed out as my core clenched tight. I was battening down the hatches, the only problem was how turned on that single motion made me. Fucking hopeless, that’s what I was.

“Not so bad now was it.” Keeping his eyes locked on me, one of Adam’s palms skimmed my stomach lightly and reached up to cup me. Easily, I filled his large hand and his finger grazed over the distended tip of my nipple. I bit my lip to keep the moan hidden and down low where my shame wouldn’t surface letting this man repeatedly get under my skin. Skin was superficial, it was my heart craving love and grasping at scraps I had to protect.

“Let me go, please.” I’d beg him if I had to, but his brow furrowed deeper when he reached for a tube of sunscreen on the table. One hand, nearly a paw rested over my belly and my hands gripped the table’s gilded edge for support.

“I can’t have you getting burned while I’m in my meeting.” His breath felt like hot puffs of air in the chilled room. Adam squeezed more sunblock than necessary into his palm and placed the cool glop on my belly. My breasts felt like spikes exposed while my chest heaved with forced air from the air conditioning of the room. Adam smeared the stuff over my body coating me in a thick cream the both looked and felt obscene in the mirror.

“You will always belong to me.” His fingers scraped my skin carving letters in the sticky sunblock.

MINE.

Adam wasn’t exactly subtle.

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Out Now The Captivating Conclusion to The Dark Necessities Trilogy - Entwined - by Felicity Brandon

Entwined

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Felicity Brandon

Series: The Dark Necessities – Book Three

Hash tags: #DarkRomance #KidnapThriller #Alphamale #Redemption

Tag Line: Can a monster ever find redemption?

Release date: 6^th February, 2019

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Can a monster ever find redemption?

Free from her captor, author Molly Clary finds herself back at home, but she’s just as lost as ever. In the isolation of her new-found freedom, Molly makes a startling revelation; she can no longer function without Connor Reilly. She can’t write without him; she can’t live without him.

The admission leads Molly into the most intense and dangerous chapter of her twisted love affair yet, and by reaching out to Connor again, she must decide if she can really leave her old life behind to venture into the dark and mysterious confines of the organization known only as The Syndicate.

For a couple whose love is built on lust, and fear and submission, there should be no happy ending. But as Molly helps her kidnapper lay his ghosts to rest, the question beckons, can they forge their own brand of happiness regardless? Can Connor finally be delivered into a consensual union with his kitten, and will it be enough to satisfy both of their dark needs?

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“What do you want then?”

He’d barely ever asked her before, but now her desire seemed to matter more than anything else. It was more important to him than The Syndicate, or even his fucking liberty. It was critical to the next breath he was going to take.

She gazed at him with wide, watery eyes. “This is so fucked up,” she started, lowering her face at the admission.

“Hey,” he whispered. “I’ve got a PhD in fucked up; do you really think anything you can say will make things worse?”

The hand at her nape made small circles, applying just enough pressure to draw her body toward him.

“I think I want you,” she conceded in a long rush of breath. “I don’t know if it’s just the writing, or this thing between us, or what, but I think I’m bound to you, Connor.”

Bound to him? Fuck, that sounded wonderful, and his cock sprung to life at the prospect.

“What a delightful analogy,” he smirked, raising his left brow at her.

Molly smiled in response, although she was practically panting as his thumb stroked the side of her nape.

“So, you missed me?” he chuckled, pressing his body past the gear shift as he closed the distance between them.

“More than I should,” she agreed, watching his approach with expectant eyes.

Connor saw her pupils dilate as his face neared, and he sympathized. He felt it, too, the bond between them was stronger than anything he’d ever known.

“I’m going to kiss you,” he told her in a low sensual growl. “If you don’t want this, then tell me now. I’m not good at asking for permission, kitten. This might be all that you get.”

Molly was smiling as his words resonated, her head tipping as she took them in. “Let me answer you then.”

He’d barely registered her words when she came for him. Connor had never seen such speed in his pet before, but she was on him before he could take another breath. Crossing the small divide between them, she pounced, pressing her body against his, and knocking him backwards as her lips took what they wanted. Connor had to admit it, he never saw this coming, but as soon as their mouths collided, he reciprocated, kissing her back as eagerly as his new position would allow. Molly’s attack had caught him off guard, and he’d slumped back into the passenger seat, now pinioned by his passionate little pet. Of course, he could have fought her off. He’d have had her flat against the driver’s seat with ease if he’d wanted to, but the truth was he didn’t want to. This was a side of Molly he had never seen.

Because he’d never allowed it.

But he had to concede, the wild side of his kitten was making him hard.

Molly drew back from him, her arms either side of his chest propping her up. Her face was flushed with emotion, her eyes wild with fire. It was like she could barely believe what had just happened, what she’d just done.

“Is that a yes to the kiss, kitten?” he laughed as he questioned her, loving her the blush in her cheeks grew darker.

Felicity Brandon is a top 100 Amazon bestselling author.

She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission.

You’ll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music.

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Cover Reveal - Only Skin Deep - @AuthorNLGreene - #DarkRomance #Suspense

Title: Only Skin Deep

Author: N.L. Greene

Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense

Editor: Raye Greene and Carie Whitcomb

Cover Designer: Wilde Designs

Expected Release Date: April 14^th, 2017

Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb

Mateo’s perfectly normal life was upended one fateful night when tragedy struck his family. After years of running the streets and fighting the temptations that would surely make him spiral out of control, he finds himself somewhere unexpected. At the gym, he isn’t a troubled kid on the streets. He’s a fighter.

Elizabeth has never known normal; she’s never known love. Born to parents who thought she was better off as an ashtray than a kid, she quickly learned that the only person she could ever trust was herself. When she was taken away from home and thrust into the system, she traded one form of torture for another.

When their paths converge, Mateo thinks he’s met the girl of his dreams, but Elizabeth’s past rears its ugly head.

Can two broken people find a way to overcome their challenges and find love in one another? Or will the skeletons in their closets tear them from each other's arms?

Author N.L. Greene is a writer of many genres from YA Fantasy, to NA Paranormal Romance and Contemporary, to Adult Historical Fiction, and many more to come. Her first series, The Deadly Flowers Series (written under the pen name Riana Lucas), is a 4 book series about a Faery warrior, Poppy. Writing under the name N.L. Greene, she has written NA magically romantic books in the series The Mystic Seeker Series, and about bullying in her mature YA Contemporary novel, Twisted. She has also had the opportunity to collaborate with four other amazing authors to create Fractured Glass and Seven, both of which are award winning novels.

N.L. Greene currently lives in Florida with her husband and two beautiful daughters. When she isn't writing or reading, she enjoys traveling around the world with her family, shopping and doing other girly things with her girls, or playing video games with her husband. She is a lover of dogs, chocolate, and anything pink!

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