* Release Day Blitz * ~Killing The Sun~ by K.Larsen and Mara White


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****WARNING****

 

KILLING THE SUN is a collaborative novel by K. Larsen and Mara White.

KTS is not a ROMANCE

KTS is not ROMANTIC

This book features a non-linear time line, some violence as well as graphic sex.

Do not read this book if you don’t like antiheroes.

Do not read this book if sexual sadism makes you uncomfortable.

Do not read this book if you don’t like dubious consent.

Do not read this book if you are looking for a traditional HEA.

Do not read this book if you like demure heroines and swashbuckling heroes.

KTS is a serial novel that will come in three novellas released in rapid succession.

If you choose to take this ride, please do so at your own risk.

 

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In Chickasaw County, Oklahoma, there is a manmade lake. There used to be a small, natural lake there filled with bass, crappie and bream. My grandfather would fish in those waters, wearing thigh-high waders alongside the tall wading birds poking around for fish eggs. It was rumored that the waters had healing powers, that the native people drank from the natural springs to heal ailments and to purify the spirit.

As kids we swam there, even as the township enlarged the lake and pushed hard to attract campers and speed boaters, jet skiers and anglers, anything other than us local kids learning to do underwater handstands and doggy paddle. I was an okay swimmer, I guess, at least before I developed breasts, but Storm and Farren were champions, the very best. They were the strongest swimmers in the school district, and nobody could keep up with them.

After the age of ten, I only entered the water in shorts and a T-shirt, no matter how hot the summer sun, no matter how few people were swimming or roaming the shore. I used to think I stopped wearing a bathing suit because I’d gotten my period or because my breasts were bigger than any other ten-year-old west of the Mississippi. Sometimes I speculated it was because of the murder, that stripping down in front of strangers, letting them really see me, had become nothing short of unbearable. I hated to be vulnerable.

After they found the Dodge Dart, I realized that maybe it was just my subconscious calling to me. Avoid the lake, it’s a watery grave, a family crypt that is too saturated with history.

It was the summer after I graduated high school that they found the Dart. Eight years were enough for the scandal to settle, even in a town like Sulphur; they’d put it to rest, especially after the murder/suicide on the campground out by the highway. Just some other drunk and homicidal idiots, but at least not from my family. The gossip had gotten quieter and quieter until it was barely more than a whisper from the grocery cart behind me in line at the store or the big-eared teenager handing out rental shoes at the bowling alley. I could see it in their eyes, but at least strangers had stopped asking. They’d stopped talking behind my back and, most importantly, stopped staring. Until that one hot July when they’d dredged both lakes, Veteran’s and Arbuckle, using up city money to elevate the dams and make improvements for tourism.

I was in the trailer swatting flies and leafing through a Sears catalogue when Stacey Dobson rapped on the screen door, yelling, “Aimeee!” and got me tripping over chairs on my way to the door, convinced that a tornado must be tearing through.

“They found your dad’s car! At the bottom of the lake!”

Her cheeks were flushed pink from running in the stagnant heat, and circles of darker purple stained the armpits of her jumper.

“What?” I asked. I remembered standing in the doorframe. I thought about his body on the floor, how his skin felt like wet plastic wrap over raw liver after all signs of life had left him. The look of death in his eyes was really the most sober I could remember ever seeing him.

“The car was at the bottom of the lake! They drained it to widen the lakebed and there it was, sitting out in the middle.”

“Was it empty?” I asked her, my eyes narrowing to take her in. She was nearsighted, the Dobson girl, and in all remedial classes at the high school. She was a few years older than me. As children we’d been amicable in a freeze tag, king of the mountain, Barbie-sharing sort of way, but after my dad died, I looked at everyone suspiciously, wondering what they could want from me. I would have no friends in this place.

Stacey looked desperate and disheveled, sweat along her hairline, pinpoints of red starting to appear on her face.

“Don’t know, they just brought in a tow truck to pull it out. You can only see the top of it.”

“How do you know it’s my dad’s car?” The words felt sharp as they exited my mouth, like they had tines and were looking to plunge into any soft surface. Stacey’s chubby cheeks, the soft round of her gut. It had been a long time since I’d said my dad, words I typically avoided at all costs.

“Divers,” Stacey said. Her eyes lit up like streetlights through a dismal fog. The lack of news in this town turned everyone into vultures for tragedy.

“Let’s go,” I said. I jammed my keys in my pocket and threw my yellow and green windbreaker over my shoulder. Grabbing a pack of cigarettes and a lighter my mom had left on the counter, I switched off the light and promised myself that I wouldn’t stick around this damned town only to witness my own downfall. Damned if I’d let them all stand around defaming and slandering my family with not a one of us to hold them accountable for their local poison—a bitter mouthful of gossip. Show them that an Olsen, at least this Olsen, didn’t have mercy for anyone dumb enough to cross her.

 

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K. Larsen

 

I am an avid reader, coffee drinker, and chocolate eater who loves writing. I received my B.A. from Simmons College-a while ago. I currently live with my daughter in Maine.

 

I’m working on my sixth novel out later this year. I’ve published Tug Of War, Objective, Resistance, Saving Caroline, 30 Days, Committed and Dating Delaney. Enjoy!

I love hearing from you so please feel free to contact me!

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Mara White

Mara White is a contemporary romance and erotica writer who laces forbidden love stories with hard issues, such as race, gender and inequality. She holds an Ivy League degree but has also worked in more strip clubs than even she can remember. She is not a former Mexican telenovela star contrary to what the tabloids might say, but she is a former ballerina and will always remain one in her heart. She lives in NYC with her husband and two children and yes, when she’s not writing you can find her on the playground.

 

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RELEASE BLITZ! ✩✩ Predator! ✩✩ by Michelle Horst!

 

 

 

Title: Predator

Author: Michelle Horst

Genre: Romantic Suspense

 Release Date: April 29, 2016

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All my life I’ve been hiding, until there is no corner on this god-forsaken earth left for me to hide. I have to pay for the sins of my father. No one with Ellison blood in their veins is allowed to live, and I am the last of my bloodline.

I am kept in a container waiting for my death sentence to be carried out, when he comes. He is only known as ‘Predator’. No one knows who he works for, only that he leaves no one alive.

His every breath is filled with the last gasp of his dying prey.

But for some reason he doesn’t kill me.

I don’t know which is worse, the death sentence hanging over my head, or being at his mercy.

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“Look at me, Cara,” and he waits until I do, “love is such a flawed thing. You can love someone but still leave them. What I feel for you goes way beyond that one word. I’m addicted to you. I feel protective of you. I breathe for you.” His eyes caress my face and follow the tears into my hair. “Love is really such a flawed word for what I feel. I live for you.”

 

 

Author Bio

Michelle Horst is from a small town in South Africa.

She’s been in love with reading from an early age. She has a passion for books, quotes and animals.

She first tried her hand at writing in early 2009 and as the first words started to form into a book, she knew she was hooked. 

Dreams spilled onto pages, and that was the beginning of a wonderful journey. A journey filled with joy, passion and heart stopping moments. Most of all, it’s filled with such pride and peace as a story comes to life, and characters fill your life, living in the very walls of your mind, living in the minds of your readers.

 

Thank you to each and every reader and for choosing to escape in one of my books.

Michelle 😉 

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BLOG TOUR! ✺✺ Amber Alert Series ✺✺ by Sara Schoen!

 

AMBER ALERT (Amber Alert Series #1)

 

**Mature Content Warning** Recommended for ages 17+ due to

violence and sensitive subject matter.

Anna was taken…

Taken from her home to live out a sick game that a guy has been

playing for the last ten years.

With no certainty that anyone is looking for her, and seemingly

hours away from home, she’s forced to play housewife with a man that has had

twelve other ‘wives’.

Each of them now dead…

With 12 rules and the obvious exits blocked, from the previous

girls attempts to flee. Is Anna’s only way out to play along and become a

‘loving wife’? Or will she die during the chase?

Would anyone even know what happened to her?

Or would she be labeled as a runaway?

And where is she in the

first place?

ABDUCTED (Amber Alert Series #2)

 

**Mature Content Warning** Recommended for ages 17+ due to

violence and sensitive subject matter.

Audrey Thomas had been raised by overprotective parents and is sick

of it…

After the kidnapping and recovery of her mother, Anna Cowles,

eighteen years ago, parents had a harsh awakening as they realized any child

could be taken for any reason.

New laws were set in place to protect children, but those same

children ignored the rules and went out of their way to get into trouble.

Audrey has always done what she wanted, no matter what the

consequences were…

But what happens when her choices lead her to being taken by the

one man people feared everyday for the last eighteen years, right up to his

execution.

Will she make it out like her mother did?

Or will she suffer the

fate of the previous twelve girls?

 

APPREHENDED (Amber Alert Series #3)

 

**Mature Content Warning** Recommended for ages 17+ due to

violence and sensitive subject matter.

There’s a copycat on the loose…

He’s playing the part of the notorious Steve Bennett, a serial

kidnapper and killer.

Twelve known girls have already been taken from all over the

country, but none have returned. With the orignial house of the mass kidnapper

and murderer destroyed, where is he hiding the girls?

Jessi Sparks is about to find out for herself…

This is the case she’s been waiting for, and she won’t let it

slip through her fingers. She will risk everything to finally put an end to

mass kidnappings.

But will she be risking

her own life?

 

“No! Andy…please!”

I was roughly shoved into the back of  a black car. The door slammed shut, the front door opened soon after and he got in. There was a click, as the car was locked. He threw the car into forward, and took off at an insane speed leaving everyone I knew and cared for behind.

I watched in terror as trees whizzed by, leaving the familiar surroundings behind as the road went from pavement to dirt and the buildings were replaced with large trees and fallen branches. I didn’t know where we were going, but I wanted to go home. The locks wouldn’t budge; the child safety lock prevented my escape the moment he had locked me in this god-forsaken car. I had lost my phone in the struggle, and I was stuck in here.

 There were scratch marks and dark spots on the seat. It looked as though someone had tried to claw their way out and I couldn’t blame them. Every hair on my neck were standing on end with fear blazing through me. My throat was sore from the screaming, but all the drivers had ignored my pleas for help. They simply kept driving without another sideways glance in my direction.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked again, my voice hoarse from the screams and crying. It was answered the same way, with silence that slowly crept in and made me shudder.

“Shut up!’

“Where are we going?”

“Be a good girl and take orders. Now shut up!”

I wished more than anything to be back at home and under my bed, away from him. The road turned to gravel as we came upon a rundown house, its shudders were falling of the hinges, but what caught me was the windows were boarded up. To prevent escape, I felt a shiver travel up my spine as the car came to a slow stop.

He got out of the car and didn’t unlock the doors until he was at the door. That small click would have brought me relief at any point in the car ride other than now. I pushed against the other side of the car as he reached one long hand in and grabbed me by my ankle and roughly yank me out of the car on to the gravel. A scream ripped through my throat as the gravel cut into my skin and my head hit the side of the car.

“Get up!” he ordered. My head was spinning from everything that had happened, but when I didn’t move, he moved me.

His hand grabbed take a large chunk of my hair before he lifted me out of the car, ignoring my cries of pain. He roughly dragged me to the house, I couldn’t get my feet to walk and fell often.

The door was solid, he had to slam his body against the wooden blockade and force it open. There was a creak as it slowly opened from his blows, and he threw me inside onto the hardwood floor. There was no carpet, anywhere It would be possible to hear every step from anywhere in the home. The house was bare to the bones, the walls held no photos or phones, rooms remained empty of furniture unless it was bolted to the ground. A new wave of fear ripped through me in realization that he had done this before, he had taken precautions for it.

Sara Schoen began

writing in middle school, but did not officially dedicate herself to writing

until high school when encouraged by her writing partner. Before then, Sara had

not thought about trying to publish her works because it seemed unlikely that

anyone would take a chance on someone so young. Despite her previous thoughts,

she published her first book, Amber Alert, at the age of nineteen, and began

rewriting and editing a spy series that she spent years writing when she was

younger. With a lot of hard work and determination, now that same series, which

is close to her heart, is a bestseller.

Sara is a Biology

Major with a minor in Environmental Science and a minor in Spanish at James

Madison University, and spends her time writing, studying, and ghost hunting.

While writing is a great hobby that turned into a passion to share with others,

school is her priority.

Throughout her

publishing journey, Sara has had an amazing support system from her family,

friends, and significant other, who were with her every step of the way. She

hopes to continue to write, and wants to inspire others to reach for their

dreams no matter how far they may seem. She truly believes that dreams can come

true at any age, if you put in effort and chase after what you want.

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COVER REVEAL! ~*~ One of Many ~*~ by Marata Eros & Emily Goodwin

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Do Not Read This Book:

If you do not wish to read about hard topics, or you’re under the age of 18. If you want a feel-good, sexy read, this is NOT the book for you. One of Many is part dark romance, part suspense thriller, and is a gritty, harrowing tale about finding love in the darkest of places. Read at your own risk. Might contain triggers.

AUDREY

When we had nothing, The Community gave us everything. When we were lost, Father Weston welcomed us home. For the last five years, we’ve been preparing for the world to end in flames. Then I was Chosen to join the other wives in the big house on the hill. And in that house, I would learn the truth.

There is no damnation. I am no savior. And the only way out of this cult is to trust the one person I’ve been forbidden to talk to. Kiev, Father Weston’s son. But Kiev only wants one thing from me, and I must prove to him I’m not one of many blindly following his father’s lies.

If I don’t, I won’t make it out of here alive.

KIEV

My father ruined my life. Took everything from me and never looked back. For years, I’ve been waiting to strike, to pull his false empire from under his feet and watch him burn.

Then he chooses her as his newest Virgin Bride. She’s special to him, held in higher regard, presented to the entire community as a symbol of hope, a symbol to make them keep buying his lies.

My father took everything from me. Now it’s time I take everything from him. And I’m starting with her.

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MARATA EROS

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Marata Eros is the author of over seventy titles, including her NEW YORK TIMES bestselling novel, A TERRIBLE LOVE, and the #1 international bestselling erotic Interracial and African-American TOKEN serial. Marata writes a variety of dark fiction in the genres of erotica, fantasy, romance, suspense and sci-fi. She and her husband live in the midwest with their four sons and three disrespectful dogs. Marata’s #1 hobby is reading; she loves interacting with her readers.

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Emily Goodwin is the author of the twice banned dark romance, STAY, as well as over a dozen other titles. Emily writes all types of romance, from love stories set in the zombie apocalypse to contemporary romances taking place on a western horse ranch. Emily lives in Indiana with her husband, children, and many pets, including a German Shepherd named Vader. When she isn’t writing, Emily can be found riding her horses, designing and making costumes, and sitting outside with a good book.

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*Sneak Peak + Snippets* ~DARK!~ by Lora Ann!

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Title: DARK! (Book 1)

Series: Beautiful Ashes Series

Release Date: April 12th!

Genre: Dark Erotic Thriller

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*WARNING*
This is a dark, erotic, romantic thriller that contains elements which may be disturbing and offensive. If you are bothered or triggered by violence, torture, and abuse, please read with extreme caution. For a mature audience only!

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Desperate people commit desperate acts.

All-consuming desperation led her to deceive herself, her sister, and the man she loves.

Keeley Kincaid is in over her head—trading one addiction for another. She’s convinced she can handle it and hold everything together.

But deception has a mind of its own.

Enter the world where lines blur. Nothing is as it seems. Good and evil come together in a macabre display. And at the heart of it all beats the drum of deceiving those loved most. Can love and light ever penetrate such darkness?

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Sneak Peak Snippet #1!

Darkness consumed the young woman. The dream was evident with every violent thrash she gave, yet something told her there was so much more. Cold sweat drenched her body as a monster from the past rose up to claim her, again. She should have fought. Should’ve demanded he stop. Problem was, she not only relished what his sadistic torture brought to life inside her, but savored it. Craved it. Wanted more and more until the demon fully possessed her. She invited him in as an adored lover welcomed her mate. His violence was familiar, comforting. She was as acquainted with his wrath as her own skin. Yes, Keeley was his and he knew it, demanding she bleed out for him—only him. With an enraged kick across the bed, she knocked over the bedside table, slicing her foot on a lamp that broke. The smell of blood wafted through the air, increasing her desire. She needed him to fuck her. To bathe in her life source until she ran dry.
The devil sneered as he took a bite of her innermost parts, draining her of every ounce of essence she could provide. And she only wanted to give him more as he took with a vengeance, malevolence raging to have her. From the grave he wrapped his decaying fingers around her throat and squeezed. “Give it to me, Keeley,” his seductive voice commanded.
Something in that awakened another side of her. A spark of light, she had long considered forever extinguished, incessantly attempted to shine. The flame required her oxygen, her fuel to burn. Burn with a brilliance. Burn with a purpose.

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The demon roared and writhed beneath the ever-present love that wouldn’t let him take what was so clearly his. She wanted him, unmistakably claimed his wickedness as her own. He could give her what that damnable light never could. She was addicted to pain as if it’d become her new brand of heroin. He raged in fury at the flickering, tiny spark that refused to go out and let him have his prize. It was so weak, so pathetic, if he could convince her to put it out, once and for all, they could reign together. He’d have his queen to do with as he pleased—when he pleased. Never permitting death. An eternity of torture and pain he knew she yearned for in the deep recesses of her soul. Yes, her soul was what he fought for.
And he would have it!
All of a sudden, when he violently slammed his cock inside her forbidden hole he felt a pain like no other, screaming, the demon withdrew and examined his prized possession. Worry knitted his brow as he saw the decay climbing along his proud manhood. His hand shook as his body shuddered. What was happening? He searched rapidly to find the source of this new development. That was when he saw it, rising from the ashes. The damnable flair coming to life, still struggling to hold on, but fight it was doing. Immeasurable love blinding him as he shielded his eyes. He had to take care of that before it gained any more strength. In an instant, his quest shifted. Destroy that light, that fucking love, and she was his forevermore. He backed into the shadows he was so accustomed to, studying his newest foe.

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Destroy that light, that fucking love, and she was his forevermore. He backed into the shadows he was so accustomed to, studying his newest foe. But his queen had more than one holding that light alive.
He hissed, “Lacey and those damn Strand brothers,” before realizing that, while Keeley’s sister and her new family posed a threat, she wasn’t his biggest adversary. No. The one called Tar was going to valiantly fight for her.
His maniacal laugh caused the troubled Keeley to rise, terror in her eyes as they darted around the room. She couldn’t see him, of course. He stepped closer and ran his hand through her hair and whispered, “Your knight will not save you. Love isn’t what you desire. Only I can give you what you need. Mark my words, beauty, he shall die. And you will be the one to destroy him.”

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Lora is a Missouri native who relocated to California as a teen. She spent several years as an international flight attendant for a major airline, before taking on her greatest job ever, a stay-at-home mom. Now she resides in Kentucky with her family, and has taken on her newest adventure, writing.

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Recommendation Book Review! ~Elite~ Eagle Elite Series by Rachel Van Dyken

Elite

The Eagle Elite Series

Book One

by: Rachel Van Dyken

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When I won the annual Eagle Elite College Scholarship lottery, I was thrilled. After all, my grandma had just died and I wanted to take care of my aging grandpa — he couldn’t be a farmer in Wyoming forever. And graduating from Eagle Elite meant opportunity.

But I wasn’t counting on meeting Nixon.

Nor was I counting on the rules of the Elect.

1. Do not touch The Elect.
2. Do not look at The Elect.
3. Do not speak to The Elect.

And worst of all? Don’t discover the secret they hide, because in the end, you may just realize… it’s about you.

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Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers!

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✩✩✩✩ Review!

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 4 roses – mafia romance – secret love

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I clearly was not prepared for an intense modern day type of Romeo and Juliet secret romance.  Totally caught off guard and glued to the plot as it thickened with suspenseful characters full of snotty mean girls and dangerous bad boys.  Yet through it all I fell for some swoon worthy alpha male heroes who would give their lives to protect their family and friends.  Honor bound and sworn to secrecy the Elite are a possessive clique who will ensure the safety of their kin.

“Hurt is everywhere; as humans we practically drown in its essence, yet we all pretend like it doesn’t exist.”  ~Trace Rooks~

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4 secret forbidden hearts – couples ‘bound’ by love

Clever secrets are being revealed as this “familia” comes together to protect and cherish their own kind.  Pasts are remembered, feelings are shaped and this couple is finally portraying their true feelings for each other even at the high cost of the safety and recognition of their Mafia Families.

“Sometimes… it’s the emotional wounds that hurt the most.  Cuts heal, bruises fade – but broken hearts?  They carry scars for a lifetime.”  ~Trace Alfero~

“I need you like I need my heart to pump blood through my body, like I need air to breathe, like we need gravity.  You are my gravity.  Being with you makes me feel centered and whole.”  ~Nixon Abandonato~

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4 emotional sexy lips – young love

As this college couple explore their secret hidden romance, intense feelings arise and emotions pour from their souls as they fight to control their attraction for each other.  When the past slowly reveals these two loving souls their hunger grows and their bodies betray themselves.  Nixon has some extremely hot eager kisses he lays on his leading lady.  Trace cannot get enough of her main man’s possessive embraces and protective arms.

“Why did he have to be so beautiful?  Why did his touch make me want to sell my soul?”  ~Trace~

“I would have kissed you harder,  fought for you more, stolen you away, taken your virtue, made myself so permanently etched on your person that every time you took a breath it was my scent that was permeating the air.”  ~Nixon~

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All in all I cannot get enough of this high powered alpha male mafia style romance and I’m about to explore the secondary characters that have me enthralled with all the suspense, thrills, romance, and secretive espionage this Author has for me!

Thank you Rachel Van Dyken!

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Finder's Keepers - Author Tracey Clark

4 out of 5 read-ologists recommend this WordPress.com site. ups and downs of writer's insanity and day to day life. I will write whatever makes the voices happy, for a writer that ignores her inner voices is merely a mental breakdown waiting to happen. Keeping the voices happy and creating new worlds for them to play in is my main goal.

What I Write

The Adventures of an Erotica Author (18+)

johntuckermustlive

Writing, Words, Ideas, and Promotions = Literary Heaven

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Indulge in Life's Guilty Pleasures

Author Layla Stevens

Let your Faith Be Bigger than your Fear

T&L's book reviews

Book Reviews

Dena Rogers

Happily Ever After One Story At A Time

bethanyshaw

books, novels, paranormal romance

wickedlittlebooks

Reviews for books and place for authors to post!!

Rough Draft Book Blog

Good people reading, reviewing, and sharing good books!

Blushing Divas Book Reviews

Friends that love to read and review romance books

Lorraine Loveit

Author - Erotic Romance

Reading Writing and Book Reviews

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