Absolute Corruption by Cayce Popone # ReleaseBlitz @CPoponea @EJBookPromos

 
Title: Absolute Corruption
Series: Southern Justice Book 2
Author: Cayce Poponea
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 2, 2016
“Hold a door open for your girl, not because it’s expected of you, but because it gives you a moment to appreciate her as she walks ahead of you.” 

Austin Morgan left the safety of his home in Charleston, accepting a position in New York City to make a name for himself. He wanted to earn his reputation through hard work, inventive ideas, dedication, and not by the legacy or influence of his family’s name. His dedication to work leaves little time for a social life or the promises forgotten, creating the perfect opportunity for deception to reach its greedy hand out and grab ahold of this Southern born gentlemen. What will happen when he has to make an unexpected trip home and rediscovers what is really important? Will his eyes finally be opened to the deceit and misplaced trust of those around him? 

“Never let the fear of falling keep you from learning how to fly.” 

Lainie Perry has never backed down from a challenge her entire life. She has come to count on her wits and stamina in achieving her goals. She has left her fears and those who would prey upon them in the dust. What happens, though, when her latest adversary exists only in her mind? Can she win the battle when the imagined enemy is already dead? Or will she need to seek help for this struggle? 

Can these two find the help they need in each other? The answer is… Absolute Corruption, the second installment of the Southern Justice Trilogy.

Cayce Poponea currently resides in Southern Georgia, with her three dogs and wonderful husband. A true romantic at heart, she writes the type of fiction that she loves to read. When she isn’t setting behind her computer screen, creating yet another heart stopping, page turning novel. You can find her enjoying down time with her family.
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Always His by C.A. Harms @Charms0814 #PreOrderBlitz @EJBookPromos

Title: Always His
Series: Crazed Devotion #1
Author: C.A. Harms
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 9, 2016
Forgiveness … 
It isn’t always as easy as it sounds. 

Becoming a Marine had been Ryker’s dream, but that dream faded when it led to losing the one girl who held his heart. 

Returning to Alabama after being gone for more than five years was going to be hard, but he couldn’t continue to live without her. 

His world seemed empty and there was only one thing that could heal that void. 

Find Nicole… 

Beg for her forgiveness… 

And never let her go again. 

She would always be his…

C.A. Harms is like any other addicted reader. She enjoys happy endings and HEA love stories. She hasn’t always been a lover of Romance and had once been addicted to a good Mystery. Just recently she has taken on a new liking and now is a full blown Romance novel addict.
She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband and two children. You will always find her with her kindle or paperback in hand as it is her favorite pass time.


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Banger’s Ride by Chiah Wilder #ReleaseBlitz @EJBookPromos #Giveaway

Title: Banger’s Ride
Series: Insurgents MC #5
Author: Chiah Wilder
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: April 23, 2016
Banger, President of the Insurgents MC, isn’t looking for a woman to replace his beloved wife. Ever since she died, he’s closed his heart to loving again. He satisfies his carnal pleasure with the club girls and hoodrats. It’s safer that way. 
The President of the national club may have sparkling blue eyes and an infectious smile, but make no mistake, if someone crosses him or his club, he’d slit their throat in a heartbeat.

Set in his ways, tough, tattooed, and a no BS-type of man, Banger is doing just fine until he meets the sassy, curly-haired, single mom who can cook the best fried chicken he’s ever tasted. 

He can’t get enough of her cooking…or her. 

For the first time since he’s been widowed, he wants a woman in his life warming his bed. 

And the no-nonsense woman, who has a body made for sinning, has turned his world upside down.

Belle Dermot is a widow with two kids whose husband left her penniless. Wanting a fresh start, she moves to Pinewood Springs and takes a job at the local diner cooking tasty, home-cooked meals.

After finding out her husband was a cheating louse, the last thing she wants is another man in her life. She has her hands full with a rebellious teenage daughter, paying the bills, and fending off nasty accusations that she poisoned her husband.

Then she meets Banger, the muscular, handsome, and rugged biker who comes crashing into her life. 

If only he wasn’t so nice to her and didn’t get her all hot and bothered. And why did he have to be so damn good in bed?

As hard as she tries to push him away, he keeps slipping back into her life, helping her with her problems. And Banger’s not the type to let go once he decides on something. And he’s decided to make Belle his. Now, he just needs her to agree to be his woman…

The Insurgents MC series are standalone romance novels. This is Banger and Belle’s love story. This book contains violence, sexual assault (not graphic), strong language, and steamy/graphic sexual scenes. It describes the life and actions of an outlaw motorcycle club. If any of these issues offend you, please do not read the book. HEA. No cliffhangers! The book is intended for readers over the age of 18.

**For a limited time, Book 1, Hawk’s Property, is included as a bonus book.**

“OMG I can’t even begin to describe how fantastic this book is! I am utterly in love with Banger! He’s a total bada@@ and you can’t help but latch onto him! Belle is everything you want to be in a woman and she won’t take Banger’s crap!!! I’m addicted to this series, I need more now!!” ~Alpha Book Club

“I loved this book and can’t wait for the next installment of the Insurgents MC. A great mix of romance, suspense and a bit of angst thrown in.” ~Ebook Indulgence

Chiah Wilder is the author of Hawk’s Property, the first book in the Insurgents MC Series. It is a full length, standalone novel. Its release date is set for October 27, 2015.


Always a lover of books, she began writing at a young age and continued through college with collections of short stories. Figuring she had to grow up and get a “real” job, her writing was placed on the back burner. 

Her love of reading has always be center front in her life. Chiah’s love of bad boys both in and out of fiction has inspired her Insurgents series. She loves an alpha male whose softer side is brought out by a passionate, spirited woman. In fiction there are no rules or boundaries, and fantasies can go as far as the characters want to take them. Steamy, biker romances with rough, sexy bad boys are her guilty pleasure along with brownies, cheddar cheese, and movie marathons. 

Returning to writing has been a dream come true. Writing and publishing Hawk’s Property has been an amazing journey, and she is happy to share the Insurgents family with her readers. She is busy writing her next book in the series.

Chiah would love to hear from you. You can contact her at: chiahwilder@gmail.com




 

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Play Nice by Amber Garza #ReleaseBlitz @ambermg1 @EJBookPromos

Title: Play Nice
Series: Make The Play #3
Author: Amber Garza
Genre: YA Sports Romance
Release Date: April 25, 2016
I’m the funny guy. The nice guy. The friend, not the heartthrob. And definitely not the one who gets the girl. 

So when I snag one of the most popular girls at school, my friends on the baseball team are shocked. Talia Smith is beautiful, and dating her is the highlight of my high school experience — until she cheats on me and dumps me. As much as I try to play it off, to be the funny guy everyone expects me to be, I’m heartbroken. 

One person understands my pain: Ashley McIntosh, the girl whose boyfriend hooked up with Talia. But as bad as I feel for Ashley, I know better than to get involved with her. She’ll chew me up and spit me out. It’s what she’s done with almost every guy on the baseball team. 

But the more I get to know her, the more I think I’ve misjudged her. The more I see a side of her I never knew existed. A softer side. A side I’m drawn to, against my better judgment. 

I’m the nice guy, and I’m falling for the mean girl. I only hope I don’t get burned in the process.


Amber Garza is the author of the Playing for Keeps series as well as many contemporary romance titles, including Star Struck, Tripping Me Up and Break Free. She has had a passion for the written word since she was a child making books out of notebook paper and staples. Her hobbies include reading and singing. Coffee and wine are her drinks of choice (not necessarily in that order). She writes while blaring music, and talks about her characters like they’re real people. She currently lives in California with her amazing husband, and two hilarious children who provide her with enough material to keep her writing for years. 

Amber loves to connect with her readers. You can visit her at ambergarza.com, or find her on facebook or on twitter @ambermg1.
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Sociopath’s Obsession by V.F. Mason #Giveaway #CoverReveal @EJBookPromos

Title: Sociopath’s Obsession
Series: Sociopath, Book One
Author: V.F. Mason
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: May 17, 2016
Sapphire
Life, as I knew it, was over one year ago.
I lost my family, my home and any support that came with it.
Living in a crappy apartment with my roommate and working two jobs was not how I envisioned my future.
However, that was one of the things my family had taught me.
Dreams and illusions held no power in the real world.
All this was worth it though as long as I knew I was safe.
Until he showed up, shattering any peace I had.

Sociopath
Violence towards those who wronged me was my only salvation and revenge.
Nothing brought me greater pleasure than the pain and suffering I inflicted on my victims.
Until I met her.
She became my obsession.
Sapphire.
My Sapphire.
If I were a better man, I would have left her alone and never made her part of my life.
But I was a monster.
And monsters didn’t have hearts.

 
Chapter 1

 

Monster
Sociopath
The man in the chair was pinned to the wall with several straps across his chest. He cried out in pain as I relished the exquisite torture my hands inflicted on him. It was truly a work of art to make a man suffer agonizing pain, but not enough to die. 

 

I’d mastered it for many years, learned everything there was, and practiced my craft religiously.
Knives, guns, chains, wires.
Nothing was off limits for me.
I loved this—the feeling of power and knowledge that I could play with my victim for days, and sometimes, if the mood struck me, for weeks. When I finally had enough, and it was always about me, I’d kill the fuckers quickly. They tended to get on my nerves with all their whining.

 

The most boring part in the whole process was disposing of the body—not much work there—and then covering my tracks so the traces would never bring anyone to me.
However, the idea of anyone suspecting me of such things was laughable.
I was the one who sent condolences to their wives and families, if they had any, and the one who actively participated in police searches.
People were very naïve sometimes. They had no idea appearances could be deceiving.
What they thought was good, might be dark.
What they thought was dark, might be the only salvation to human kind.
“Mercy.” The fucker was choking on his own blood; his voice was barely a whisper, and his eyes were wide with fear. It made me chuckle.

 

“Never.” I held the knife, small but sharp, and engraved small patterns on his back, which earned me another cry of pain. The familiar, disgusting smell of urine filled the air. How many fucking times could this guy piss his pants? Adjusting my nose mask better on my face, I continued to write the names on his back, so he would know what the fuck he suffered for.
You’d probably think I was a monster.

 

Well, you wouldn’t be wrong. 
I loved torture and pain, but only when I was the one to inflict it.
I was the witness, judge, and executioner all at once. 
No one knew better than I did what it was like to be in their position.
Helpless.
Afraid.
Starved.

 

Neglected.
And in pain.
Always in fucking pain.
No one was born a monster.

 

He made me the person I was, and I was glad for his ‘gift.’
Sociopath took care of men like him, made sure they suffered to death. They would never get an easy death from me. I’d make them suffer for all the shit they’d done. It was fun and well deserved. 
Mercy. What a funny concept.
I would never have mercy for anyone in this world, let alone for people who were the same monsters as I was. 
Life wasn’t that generous.
I was not that generous.

 

No one knew about it; no one knew my name. They only knew a nickname.
Sociopath.
And those who received an e-mail with that name knew the end was coming.
It was part of my high, to watch them for weeks being cautious, uneasy, and frightened of every step. They knew why they would suffer. 
Life was fucking great.
It thrilled me.

 

And I never wanted more.
Women were interchangeable, and I only used them when I needed a cover.
I never wanted to touch them, never wanted them to touch me. Fucking hated any physical contact with them longer than what was necessary. I never allowed them to touch my dick, or any other part of my body. I had to learn how to please them, so they wouldn’t try any stupid moves.

 

Sex was a chore, a necessary weapon to use when information or access was needed. Nothing more, nothing less. 
Until I met her.

 

Meeting her changed something inside me, and my control snapped. 

 

She was a target, just like everyone else. One touch from her, and she became my everything.

 

Instead of being repulsed by her, I yearned to touch her, and for her to become undone under me. My head was filled with images of our bodies covered in sweat when she was spread on the mattress in my dungeon, her body covered in my bite marks of ownership.
I never wanted to hurt her, but I wanted to own her. Brand her as mine for the world to see and accept me as I was.

 

She had the bluest eyes I’d ever seen; it was like looking into the clear blue sky.
They were warm and beautiful.
Sapphire.
My Sapphire.

 

If I were a better man, I would have left her alone and never made her part of my life.
But I was a monster.
And monsters didn’t have hearts.
V.F.Mason always loved reading books and had quite a few fights with her momma over the genre she liked (romance, duh!) She studied filmmaking and thought that would feed her desire for stories, but that didn’t happen.
Finally, when she was tired of all those voices in her head, she sat down and wrote a book. It was a huge decision to make and she thanks her friends and family for supporting her in it.
When she is not writing, she can be found with her friends doing all sorts of crazy things or reading recent romance books that were written by her favorite authors.

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Justice by Rie Warren #ReleaseBlast @RieWrites @EJBookPromos #Giveaway

Title: Justice
Series: Bad Boys of X-Ops Book II
Author: Rie Warren
Genre: Erotic romance, humor, thriller, suspense, military, action/adventure
Release Date: April 25, 2016

From the world of bad boys of Retribution MC comes a deliciously dangerous, scandalously sexy, four part series!

Good girl versus Bad boy. Southern charm comes head-to-head with military grit. They say opposites attract. That’s an understatement where Justice and Lawless are concerned. 

JUSTICE 

Let’s face it. I’ve got a bad rep with the ladies. I’m a rough-talking, smooth-loving, international playboy—yeah right, whatever—and an X-Ops specialist. Sure, I’m hiding a secret or two. Who isn’t? That’s the least of my concerns when I’m called in to lead an infiltrate-and-retrieve mission.

I’ve got my head in the game—the one firmly attached to my shoulders. An American embassy overseas is under siege, and I’m expecting to rescue the ambassador and his daughter, a stereotypical geeky damsel in distress, Matilda Lawless. 

Caught in the crossfire between explosive danger and wild desire, I’m in for the shock of my life. 

TILLY

I’m not looking for any man to save me. I’m pretty damn capable of taking care of myself, thank you very much. I have a successful career and was practically born and bred on a gun range, even if I can’t bake a perfect biscuit to save my life like a good southern woman should.

But there’s just something about that hardcore operative called Justice. He’s haunted and lonely, and I know that pain inside and out. It doesn’t hurt one little bit he’s been blessed with more than his fair share of good looks, plus a body that would make any red-blooded woman drool. 

Barricaded inside the embassy, under my father’s shrewd eyes, I intend to have Justice no matter how many times he says he’s not good enough. I see the way he watches me. With dirty, sexy, hungry lust. 

Fighting is what Justice does. Now I need him to fight for me. 


Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.

“I think you’d best get some rest, Matilda.” My voice came out low but razor sharp, my words blunt and unmuffled.

If I had to be an asshole to her to maintain the necessary distance I would, because the suddenness of wanting her so damn much was painful.

And futile.

And stupid beyond belief.

“Tsk.” She waltzed into the room all bare, tan legs and warm, soft scent.

Her fingers flicked at my forehead, and I reared back in surprise.

“Tilly, Ah told you. Only my grandmother has ever called me Matilda, and she’s so stiff I think she was molded into the apron she put on after she got married in 1948. I am not a Matilda.”

First of all, I couldn’t believe she’d flicked me. Me! A goddamn ex-marine and special operative.

And second, a grin crept up one side of my mouth, but I swallowed down the laugh that wanted to follow.

“What’s that?” Tilly pointed at the notebook resting in my lap.

“Uh.” Fuck. I’d completely forgotten about the damn thing. “Nothing.” I quickly rolled it up and stashed it in my pocket. “Bullshit on pages. Gonna make a bonfire out of it later.”

I pulled out a throwing star I always flipped back and forth between my fingers. It flashed like lightning, throwing sparks of light across the room.

A much more manly pursuit.

Jesus. I am losing it.

Maybe I need some sleep after all.

I groaned.

Tilly plopped right down beside me with upraised legs, leaning the back of her head against the wall. “God, but it’s hot in here.”

Plucking at her shirt that ballooned before settling back against the firm round hills of her tits, she rolled her head toward me. “Justin, right?”

I met her eyes for a moment to see the twinkle in her irises.

“Justice.” I growled.

“Justice? Hmm. Justice what?”

“I’m not giving out that information.” I made my frown as formidable as ever, but I could tell she didn’t give a shit.

She leaned close enough her warm breath caressed my ear. “Who would I tell?”

“Chase . . . Justice Chase.” The words tumbled from my mouth.

She clapped a hand over her mouth to withhold a giggle. “Well, that’s not so bad, is it? Imagine if it was Chase Justice.”

“It’s not that.” Maybe a little. “No one’s supposed to know . . . who I really am.”

“Lawless and Justice, huh?” Her hand found my forearm, and her fingers squeezed the steel cable muscles. “Sounds like an outlaw movie. The next big blockbuster. I promise to keep your secret, Justice Chase.”

Spunky Tilly somehow lifted all the fatigue from my body, and I aimed a feral grin at her.

Her eyelashes fluttered. Her smile became a softer curve of her lips.

Her fingers traced all the way down to my wrist where a pulse pounded a heavy beat before she skimmed her hand to my thigh and down to the floor between us.

She made my body thump and my blood race. She made sensations fire like a network of heat to the center of my groin.

Maybe it was just the day, the night, the adrenaline rush that hadn’t worn off and probably wouldn’t. The same thing happened with every op—unleashed energy I usually slaked afterward by fucking. Fucking hard. Randomly. Anonymously. 

Here there was no one to screw. Except Tilly.

There was no escaping her presence either, and, man, did I want to fuck the living daylights out of her.

I lifted one knee and casually—oh so casually—crossed a forearm over it so my hand nearly dangled in my lap, obscuring my growing hard-on from view.

“You should stay in your quarters, Matilda.” My voice sounded like gravel, and I shifted again.

“Is that a direct order, sir?”

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. http://www.corvisieroagency.com/Saritza_Hernandez.html

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