Angel Born by Heather Burch PLUS Giveaway!

Series: Halflings (Book 1)

Paperback: 310 pages

Publisher: HezLand Publishing (December 31, 2019)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 1734449810

ISBN-13: 978-1734449815

Praise for HALFLINGS

'Packed with action, Halflings is stocked with a feisty, likable cast and a fantastically impossible love-triangle that made my heart flutter, race and sigh. This hard-to-put-down novel kept me up late into the night and burrowed itself into my imagination.' ―Serena Chase, USA Today 

Life was normal for Nikki until otherworldly wolves chased her through the woods near her high school. Now she’s a target for a myriad of supernatural beings.

Three half-human, half-angels are sworn to protect her. Complicating life further, Mace, Raven, and Vine--the Halflings--are the swoon-worthy new guys at her school.

For the Halflings, safeguarding Nikki isn't just an assignment. All of humanity hangs in the balance.

Together, they outsmart the demons hunting her, but when Nikki's name is connected to a research laboratory bent on world domination, the stakes rise.

This is the Author’s Cut edition and was previously published as Halflings.

Dive into this first book in the critically acclaimed Halflings series where angels aren’t always perfect and teen girls are more than what they seem.

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Heather Burch is a #1 bestselling author of contemporary fiction. She lives in Southern Florida with her husband, John. Her title, One Lavender Ribbon was in the top 100 bestselling books for the year on Amazon. In 2014, she became one of the most quoted authors by Kindle readers. Her deeply emotional stories explore family, love, hope and the challenges of life. Her books have garnered praise from USA Today, Booklist Magazine, Romantic Times and Publisher’s Weekly. Heather lives to tell unforgettable stories of love and loss—stories that make your heart sigh.

        
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Happy Release Day! Malice by Pintip Dunn PLUS Exclusive Excerpt!

Today we have an release blitz for Pintip Dunn’s new YA fantasy thriller Malice! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: Malice

Author: Pintip Dunn

Genre: YA Thriller with Fantasy elements

About Malice:

What I know: a boy at my school will one day wipe out two-thirds of the population with a virus.   What I don’t know: who he is.   In a race against the clock, I not only have to figure out his identity, but I'll have to outwit a voice from the future telling me to kill him. Because I'm starting to realize no one is telling the truth. But how can I play chess with someone who already knows the outcome of my every move? Someone so filled with malice she’s lost all hope in humanity? Well, I'll just have to find a way―because now she’s drawn a target on the only boy I've ever loved...

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Before I know it, I’m a foot away from the basketball court. The players are taking a break, and Bandit stands at the edge of the concrete, taking long pulls from a water bottle. Up close, his brilliant hair looks almost purple, and his T-shirt sticks to his back in sweaty patches, hinting at his solid muscles. Now what? Do I clear my throat? Tap his shoulder? Going for broke, I do both at the same time. He turns and lifts his eyebrows, as though wondering how a mere mortal such as myself dares to approach him. He’s tall—really tall. Almost a head above my five feet five. His jaw is chiseled, his shoulders broad. I’m so close that I can feel the heat rising off his body. My brain scrambles. I forgot to check if I had any food in my teeth! Did I brush my hair this morning? Put on clothes? Okay, so clearly I’m not naked, but for the life of me, I can’t remember what I’m wearing. Please don’t let it be the navy T-shirt with the faded splotches on the shoulder, from when I accidentally added bleach instead of detergent to the laundry. I glance down. Jeans and a white tank top—my favorite shirt because it has Lin-Manuel Miranda’s autograph. More than passable. “I, uh…” My entire vocabulary chooses that moment to flee. His lids lower, and he looks at me, decidedly bored. “Yes? Can I help you?” Three, four, five of his basketball friends angle their towering bodies toward us, probably wondering what the interruption is about. Sweat gathers at the nape of my neck, and electricity hums along my skin. The Voice is about to zap me again. I just know it. “Running out of time,” the Voice pipes up, as if on cue. “Tell him.” Say the words and be done with it. Say the words. Say. The. Words. “I love you,” I blurt. “That is all. Goodbye.” I wheel around, ready to sprint, when a hand snags my arm. His hand. “Wait a minute,” Bandit says, his eyes 2 percent less bored. “Are we in third grade? Do you want to give me a note asking if I love you back, so I can circle yes or no?” My cheeks burn hotter than the sun assaulting my skin. Hotter, even, than the flames that got me into this mess. I could really use that alien abduction right about now. The object of my supposed affection smirks. “We can skip the note. Can’t say I blame you for falling for me. I mean, I’m a lovable guy. But have we actually met?” He lowers his voice. “Outside of your wildest dreams, that is.”  

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"Well-drawn characters and playful twists keep this thriller fully charged."

About Pintip Dunn:

Pintip Dunn is a New York Times bestselling author of young adult fiction. She graduated from Harvard University, magna cum laude, with an A.B., and received her J.D. at Yale Law School. Pintip’s novel FORGET TOMORROW won the 2016 RWA RITA® for Best First Book, and SEIZE TODAY won the 2018 RITA for Best Young Adult Romance. In addition, her books have been translated into four languages, and they have been nominated for the following awards: the Grand Prix de l’Imaginaire; the Japanese Sakura Medal; the MASL Truman Award; the Tome Society It list; the Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award; and a Kirkus Reviews Best Indie Book of the Year. Her other novels include REMEMBER YESTERDAY, THE DARKEST LIE, GIRL ON THE VERGE, STAR-CROSSED, and MALICE.

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Release Blitz- Weekend Wife by Erin McCarthy

"Weekend Wife is the perfect, irresistible romantic comedy!”

—Erin Nicholas, New York Times bestselling author

Weekend Wife, an all-new flirty and hilarious stand-alone rom com from New York Times bestselling author Erin McCarthy, is available now!

Billionaire businessman in need of a fake fiancée…

It should be the easiest job ever for an out-of-work actress, right?

All I have to do is pose as Grant Caldwell (the Third)’s fiancé for a fancy-pants weekend in the Hamptons. Easy. Wear designer clothing and sip champagne? Don’t mind if I do. Flirting with Grant? It’s so delicious I should be paying him.

Nothing can go wrong as long as if I can just keep my hands off of him.

But that’s the hard part. And I do mean hard.

Because Grant is sexy.

And bossy.

And surprisingly sweet, a real rarity in his pretentious family.

Oops. I’m not as good at faking it as I thought. Or maybe they call this method acting. Because it’s getting harder to figure out where my character ends and I begin…

It just might be the role of a lifetime.

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About Erin USA Today and New York Times bestselling author Erin McCarthy sold her first book in 2002 and has since written over seventy-five novels and novellas in the romance and mystery genres. Erin has a special weakness for high-heeled boots, martinis, and Frank Sinatra. She lives with her renovation-addicted husband (he built her a bar, so it’s all good!) and their blended family of kids and rescue dogs.

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Cover Reveal- Beautifully Scarred by H.P. Davenport PLUS Excerpt

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Beautifully Scarred by H.P. Davenport is #ComingFeb20th! Don’t miss this emotional read which tells a story of two people destined to be more and experience their heartbreaking journey.

BLURB With her past firmly behind her where it belongs, Juliette has made a career out of turning her scars into art. She uses her skills to help others cover the evidence of their pain, too. But some scars are too deep, too painful for anyone to hide completely. Juliette has everything she could ever need--great parents, her dream job, the best friend a girl could ask for, and a new body to warm her bed whenever she wants. With her focus firmly on the here and now, she never expects a kiss from a stranger to throw a bomb in the middle of her carefully constructed life. Every wound leaves a scar. Every scar tells a story. Her story left her beautifully scarred. 

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  EXCERPT: Jerry approaches with my drink, clearing his throat. “Here ya go, sweetheart.” Jerry eyes the man standing next to me. “What can I get you?” Lifting the tumbler to my lips, I enjoy the satisfying burn from the mouthful I swallow. “I’ll have what the beautiful lady is having.” Feeling the weight of his stare, I look over at him. The black T-shirt molds to his body, revealing broad shoulders, a core of solid muscle, and a lean waist. If I look close enough, I may be able to count the number of abs he has. His deep blue eyes lock with mine for a long moment. Starting at my feet, he does a slow sweep over my body. My nipples harden while I watch his cobalt-colored eyes as he appraises my entire body. He leans into me, and I get a strong whiff of his fresh scent, like warm laundry fresh out of the dryer. His head dips to whisper next to my ear. “You fucking the old guy?” His voice is hoarse and sexy as fuck. His breath against my skin causes a fire inside my body to burn. What the hell is the matter with me? I had sex the other day, I should be good for a little while. Although I crave the touch of a man, I have a full drawer of toys to serve their purpose when needed. I pull back, putting some space between us, and I laugh. “Excuse me?” My eyes bore into him. He shrugs nonchalantly. “He called you sweetheart when he delivered your drink. When I walked up, he looked at me as if he was staking his claim on you. I want to make sure I’m not poaching on another man’s territory.” His flawless complexion alone would make anyone do a double-take. But it’s not his face that draws my attention as much as it is the artwork decorating his strong arms down to the tops of both hands. Parts of a back piece peek out above his shirt on the back of his neck. The rich outlines of his shoulders strain against the fabric. His dark hair is wild and mussed, looking like he just ran his fingers through it. “Not that it’s any of your business, but no. I’m not with him, nor have I ever been.” I trace the rim of my glass with my finger, trying not to focus on his beautiful face. I divert my eyes to the television mounted to the wall above the bar and attempt to ignore his presence. “Has anyone ever told you your eyes are beautiful?” Without taking my eyes off the game, I reply, “If you think that line is going to get you anywhere with me, you better try harder. I’m not that type of girl.” Out of the corner of my eye, I notice he arches a brow. My comment must have hit a nerve. “Trust me, you’d want to come home with me. Know that for sure.” His remark sure as hell got my attention. My eyes widen, and I feel the heat of a blush on my cheeks. Every hair on my scalp stands at attention, every skin cell tingles, every neuron is on fire. What the hell is wrong with me? I anchor my attention on the hot as fuck man standing next to me. For some reason, his comment makes me want to study him more. I lock eyes with him, wanting to ask what he wants from me. Instead, I lift my drink to my lips and take a deep mouthful, letting the liquid warm my throat. My thoughts run away from me, fantasizing about how hard his body is beneath his fitted shirt, how his body would feel against mine, how good he would fuck me. I shake myself from the spell this man has cast upon me. My heart beats erratically in my chest as I wrap my hand around the tumbler in front of me. He’s attractive: his hard jaw, his sharp nose, his dark hair. There’s a twinkle in his eye; I’m not sure if it’s arrogance or self-assurance. I know from the way he stands, presents himself, he’s used to getting what he wants. This man surely has no issues attracting women. I would fuck him. I want to take him home and have him fuck my brains out more than I’ve ever wanted to fuck anyone in my life. A shiver runs through my body just thinking about what those hands could do to me. What his mouth would do to me. My eyes take in the man standing before me. He is something, that’s for sure. I bring my gaze back up to his, pausing briefly at his mouth. He leans both forearms on the bar, studying me openly. He looks as if he belongs on the cover of Inked magazine. His dark unruly hair is perfect on him, shaved short on both sides, revealing his tattooed scalp. His jaw is rugged and chiseled with a hint of a five o’clock shadow that gives him an even more manly aura. Blue eyes the color of the ocean and dark lashes capture my attention. I tip the rim of the glass flirtatiously against my lip, finishing my drink. He runs the tip of his finger over my left arm, and goosebumps cloak my inked skin. Leaning back, I put some distance between us. I don’t like men touching me unless they’re invited to. The fact that my body reacted to him the way it did infuriates me. He is too good-looking for his own good as he smiles warmly at me. His teeth, even and white, contrast pleasingly with his olive skin. “Nice work.” “Thanks.” “You don’t see many girls with full sleeves.” I smirk. “I’m not like most girls,” I reply, playing with my lip ring. He smiles proudly. “I can tell.” My brows furrow. “Really?” This is uncharted territory for me. One, a man never makes me feel uncomfortable around them. I can play the game. I’m always the player, never one to be played. But something about this guy has me uneasy. He points to my empty glass. “Can I get you another drink?” Swallowing the knot in my throat, I simply nod while I play with my tongue ring. This is my most beneficial piercing. I’m able to play with it by rolling it around in my mouth at times when I’m stressed, anxious, or nervous. Hence why I’m doing it now. It helps me relax. I can do it without being visible to other people. A better coping mechanism than what I used to resort to years ago, but that’s in the past. He raises his hand in the air, gaining Jerry's attention. “Can I get two more?” With his attention back on me, he lets out a low whistle, pointing to my left arm. “Your pieces are good. You can tell the artist knows the craft.” “Do you think I’d let some half-assed artist work on me? Not gonna happen. Not on my dime.” Jerry places our second round of drinks in front of me. “Any good shops in the area?” “As a matter of fact, there is. A place not too far from here called Novocain. Best artists in the tri-state area.” Jerry inserts himself in our conversation before I can reply. A knowing look moves over Jerry’s face, and I shake my head, chuckling at his comment. “I’ll have to check it out.” “You new in town?” I ask, compelled to find out more about him. He lifts his drink to his mouth and takes a mouthful, then sets his glass down on the bar. “Yeah, moved here last week,” he replies with a dimpled grin. Damn, this guy is good-looking. “Do you have a name?” His deep voice does things to me. “I do.” Biting my lip ring, I shift uncomfortably on my feet. He leans in, shifting closer to me. “You gonna give it to me?” I swallow hard as a shiver runs down my neck. Putting a little distance between us, I lean back, looking into his eyes and extend my hand. “Mills.” His face instantly shifts into a devilish grin. Something stirs in my chest. He takes my hand in his. “It’s nice to meet you, Mills. I’m Lee.” I chuckle, shaking my head. “You think you’re something, don’t you?” I examine him through curious gray eyes. Lee smirks, running his hands through his ink-colored hair. “Not at all. What makes you think that?” he asks with a cocky smile on his face. I scoff. “Just a vibe I get. I’m pretty good at reading people.” A ghost of a smile touches his lips, making him even sexier. “Then read me.” He rolls his glass between his palms then takes another drink, eyeing me thoughtfully. Lifting my hand in the air, I raise my pointer finger in the air. “One, you’re good-looking, but I’m sure you already know.” I lift my middle finger to join the other. “You’ve got the bad boy vibe going for you, and I’m quite certain girls throw themselves at you, and I’m even more certain you catch each and every one of them.” Every single female in this packed bar has their eyes on him and can’t look away. There’s something captivating about him. He looks around the bar as if he can read my thoughts. He smiles, undoubtedly thinking about it. With three fingers held up, I continue. “You’re not used to being turned down because it doesn’t happen often.” I lift my fourth and final finger. “You carry yourself with confidence, which you should. From the work I can see, your ink is remarkable. The artist who did them knows the art quite well. I’m even impressed, and that doesn’t happen easily.” “You hit the nail on the head with a few, but not all,” he replies, his voice low and husky. Leaning forward, we are now eye to eye; only our breaths separate our mouths. “Let me make one thing perfectly clear.” My tongue slides out to flick my lip ring, drawing his attention to my mouth. His eyes travel to my lips, then meet my gaze again. His gaze darkens, and his voice lowers intimately. “I’m picky with who I fuck.”  

  ALSO BY H.P. DAVENPORT THE UNSPOKEN LOVE SERIES Unspoken Words: http://bit.ly/2R2Jga0 Unspoken Promises: http://bit.ly/2S5AJru Unspoken Vows: http://bit.ly/2FFFCS2 Unspoken Fears: http://bit.ly/2sF0Cjh  

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR


Paralegal by day, romance genius by night! When she's not tending to her furry children and her handsome husband, H.P. DAVENPORT is seamlessly carving beautiful stories from her mind in her comfy PJs in New Jersey.

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Release Blitz - Hard Work by BJ Harvey

Title: Hard Work

Series: A Cook Brothers Novel

Author: BJ Harvey

Genre: Co-Worker, Unrequited Love, House Flipping RomCom

Release Date: January 30, 2020

Having watched his brothers meet their match, Cohen Cook is feeling something he never anticipated—envy.

With a demanding job, and helping his brothers with their biggest flip project yet, he doesn’t have time to sleep with, let alone date, anyone.

Skye Rossi is a free spirit. She’s a take-her-as-you-see-her woman who works hard and plays hard, but the person she wants to play with friend-zoned her the minute they met.

When sparks fly between Cohen and Skye, the only way forward is to propose a mutually beneficial arrangement that no one knows about.

Besides, what’s the harm in a few orgasms between best friends?

“This series just keeps getting better and better!”

“Fan-flipping-tastic that’s what this book is, holy mother of god do I love these Cook men.” 

“It is basically the perfect romance.”

“This series just keeps getting better and better!” 

“This entire series is some of BJ Harvey's best work to date.”

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Cover Reveal - Bullet by Nikki Sparxx

Title: Bullet

Series: Suicide Kings MC

Author: Nikki Sparxx

Genre: Contemporary MC Romance

Release Date: February 18, 2020
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When Dixyn Knox left her home with dreams of seeing her name in lights in LA, she never thought she'd go back. Wanting to get away from the motorcycle club life she'd been born into, she left without a backward glance. But four years later, after failing to make a name for herself and getting mixed up with the wrong crowd, her grandfather passes away, and she decides to return to her roots. What she doesn't expect is to get involved with Ford Lawson, her father's biggest rival and president of the Suicide Kings MC. 

Sixteen years older, he is everything Dixyn swore she didn't want; outlaw biker, cocky as hell, with a way of getting under her skin. He pushes all her buttons, but for some reason, she can't get enough of him. They both know what they're doing is wrong, but neither are able to stop, caught up in the rush of their forbidden romance.

But when Dixyn's troubled past catches up to her, their relationship is the least of their worries.

Lover of angst, drama, and happily ever afters, Nikki Sparxx is the bestselling author of The Scars Series. When she's not writing, Nikki enjoys reading, binging Netflix, and spending time with her diva chihuahua and two crazy Frenchies.

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