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New Release: “Stolen By The Boss” The Taken Series #4 by Author Logan Chance, Genre: Contemporary, Mafia Romance, is #AvailableNow ~ @LoganChance85

NEW RELEASE

 

STOLEN BY THE BOSS

The Taken Series, #4

By Logan Chance

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ADD TO YOUR GOODREADS TBR:

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Blurb:

As the boss of one of the largest security companies, Dean Madddox doesn’t
make mistakes. But he’s made a big one today, he’s kidnapped the wrong
girl.

Dean’s after Mia, daughter to the top mob boss in the country. He needs to
abduct her to keep her safe. However, he has no idea I’ve taken her place.
What starts out as a case of mistaken identities turns into us working
together to catch a mutual enemy.

Now we’re after one of the biggest crime lords in the world.

We have to pretend to be married and infiltrate the nightlife of our
adversary. We’re thrown into a life of wickedly naughty parties where no
one judges your dirty desires.

It’s completely out of my element, but we can’t blow our cover.

My first night at the club Dean sticks close, his deep voice whispering in
my ear everything will be ok makes me open up to try new things.

Filthy things.

Things that make me blush.

It all feels a bit too real.

His rough hands.

His rock-hard body.

His gray eyes turning me on when he watches me.

Now every night we have to play the part.

But his touches don’t feel like he’s pretending.

The way he kisses my overheated skin doesn’t feel fake.

How far can we take this before we find ourselves completely falling for
each other?

When push comes to shove will Dean be the one to help me find justice, or
will he cost me everything?

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Logan Chance is a USA Today and Top 20 Amazon Bestselling Author with a
quick wit and penchant for the simple things in life: Star Wars, music, and
smart girls who love to read. He was nominated best debut author for the
Goodreads Choice Awards in 2016. His works can be classified as Dramedies
(Drama+Comedies), featuring a ton of laughs and many swoon worthy,
heartfelt moments.

For insights into his writing, games, awesome giveaways, and exclusive
bonus content, sign up for his newsletter:

https://www.subscribepage.com/i5y5s9

Don’t be shy, follow Logan on all platforms:


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www.Twitter.com/loganchance85


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Cover Reveal: “Stolen By The Boss” by Author Logan Chance, #ContemporaryRomance #MafiaRomance ~ Release Date: March 25th 2021 ~ @LoganChance85

COVER REVEAL

STOLEN BY THE BOSS

By Logan Chance

Cover By: Kate with Y’all, That Graphic

Release Date: March 25th

Add it to your Goodreads TBR:

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43911850-stolen-by-the-boss

Blurb:

As the boss of one of the largest security companies, Dean Madddox doesn’t
make mistakes. But he’s made a big one today, he’s kidnapped the wrong
girl.

Dean’s after Mia, daughter to the top mob boss in the country. He needs to
abduct her to keep her safe. However, he has no idea I’ve taken her place.
What starts out as a case of mistaken identities turns into us working
together to catch a mutual enemy.

Now we’re after one of the biggest crime lords in the world.

We have to pretend to be married and infiltrate the nightlife of our
adversary. We’re thrown into a life of wickedly naughty parties where no
one judges your dirty desires.

It’s completely out of my element, but we can’t blow our cover.

My first night at the club Dean sticks close, his deep voice whispering in
my ear everything will be ok makes me open up to try new things.

Filthy things.

Things that make me blush.

It all feels a bit too real.

His rough hands.

His rock-hard body.

His gray eyes turning me on when he watches me.

Now every night we have to play the part.

But his touches don’t feel like he’s pretending.

The way he kisses my overheated skin doesn’t feel fake.

How far can we take this before we find ourselves completely falling for
each other?

When push comes to shove will Dean be the one to help me find justice, or
will he cost me everything?

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Logan Chance is a USA Today and Top 20 Amazon Bestselling Author with a
quick wit and penchant for the simple things in life: Star Wars, music, and
smart girls who love to read. He was nominated best debut author for the
Goodreads Choice Awards in 2016. His works can be classified as Dramedies
(Drama+Comedies), featuring a ton of laughs and many swoon worthy,
heartfelt moments.

For insights into his writing, games, awesome giveaways, and exclusive
bonus content, sign up for his newsletter:

https://www.subscribepage.com/i5y5s9

Don’t be shy, follow Logan on all platforms:


www.facebook.com/loganchanceauthor


www.Twitter.com/loganchance85


www.instagram.com/loganchance85

Book Blitz: “Smoke” Series: The Carelli Family Saga #1, By Author: Eden Butler, Genre: Mafia Romance/Romantic Suspense, Release Date: December 15, 2020, #AvailableNow ~ @edenbutler_ @GiveMeBooksPR

 
 
 
BOOK BLITZ
AVAILABLE NOW
 
Title: Smoke
Series: The Carelli Family Saga #1
Author: Eden Butler
Genre: Mafia Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: December 15, 2020

 

 
 

 

BLURB

 

Smoke Carelli lived by his own rules.

 

 
He wasn’t interested in normal.
 
He didn’t care about things like love and commitment, damn sure not marriage and forever.
 
But the second Maggie Ramirez parked outside his family’s restaurant, his life became a series of distractions he was learning to love. Maggie and her kid have shaken up his world and dislodged every hard and fast rule he’d ever made.
 
And when the demons from her past resurface, Smoke and Maggie may have to break more than their own rules to win their freedom.
 
But will it cost them everything and everyone they love?
 

 

The Carelli Family Saga

 

Book One – Smoke
Book Two – Dario
Book Three – Dante
Book Four – Toni 

 

 

 

 
 
 

 

 
 
PURCHASE LINKS
 
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
 
 
 

 

 
EXCERPT

The scent curling in my nose did something to my insides.
Something that made me stupid and reckless.
Something I knew that would lead nowhere good.
Smoke snaked a heavy arm around my waist, moving me closer to him. His sweet scent, his thick, muscular chest, and flat stomach pressed right against my naked body.
No, I told myself. I wasn’t here…not again.
“Smoke…” I ignored the way he moved his fingers down my back, cupping my ass like it was normal and something he did without thinking.
“Bella…hush…”
He was nearly asleep and languid; how he always got after he took me, especially when it was late. That hand lowered and he gave me a half pat, squeezing my ass like some sort of silent motion to quiet me.
Here, in this bed, with the smell of us perfuming the sheets, Smoke wasn’t the gangster this town knew him to be. He was soft, gentle, and he touched me like he wanted me. Like he couldn’t get enough. Like there was more between us than the stretch of our naked skin and the heat of our bodies moving together.
Eyes closed tight, I let myself have a second. I wanted to keep the moment, the stillness between us. I wanted to pretend that this was real. Me and Smoke, touching, him holding me, because it felt nice. Nicer to pretend like he wanted only me.
Then Smoke brushed his face against my shoulder, his lips wet, sigh lazy and kissed me there. Soft. Intimate.
He’d never done that before and I felt cherished almost…loved.
Mierda.
No. This couldn’t be happening.
My head always got a little fuzzy when I was around him. I couldn’t help it.
The light from the bathroom slipped out through the darkness and moved over his features, hitting the sharp, fine angle of his cheekbones and the full, thick curve of his mouth.
He was beautiful.
Strong, even laying against his pillow, turned toward me and his fierce, masculine features relaxed as he seemed to move between exhaustion and sleep.
There was something about him I could never keep away from. No matter how hard I tried.
And it wasn’t just him.
It was them.
Smoke, his parents, his brothers and sister. They’d all taken me and my boy in when they didn’t have to. Brought us in from the snowy Christmas night like it was their pleasure to know us. They’d given us a family. A home. They’d given me a job and a place to belong.
And Smoke? Even though when this all started six months ago, we agreed there could never be anything real between us, somehow I always ended up back here. In his bed, pressed against him, being owned and loving every second that I was.
But then I’d leave and go back to the apartment I shared with my son and my friend Vivian, the older woman Smoke had rescued from her abusive husband, and pretend like I hadn’t been in his bed again.
“There’s more there than either of you will admit,” Vi had told me the last time she’d caught me sneaking in from a night with Smoke. If she could see me now. God, she’d laugh at me.
I rubbed my face, thankful she was out of town for a few days, but even if she wasn’t, I wouldn’t confess a thing to her. Or myself.
Smoke Carelli was a dangerous man. That much I’d figured out for myself. I knew about his family and the family business they were in. It was his life and the danger in his line of work kept him from wanting more from me.
There were little pieces that were mine. Pieces of him that no one else got. And even if I did want all of them—which I didn’t, of course I didn’t, it was only the little pieces Smoke would ever give me.
That was the problem.
I wasn’t a little pieces kind of woman.
And I’d never let my son want less than he deserved either. His father never cared enough to want anything to do with Mateo. No matter how good Smoke was to us, I couldn’t let him do the same to my son. Problem was, he was an addiction. Every time I swore I’d stay away, he’d kiss me or touch me and I’d come right back.
Every single time.
He barely moved when I wiggled from his heavy arm and slipped away from the warmth of his large body. I wouldn’t stay all night like I normally did. Smoke probably wouldn’t notice anyway.
The floorboards creaked when I shimmied my jeans over my thighs and I jerked, half-turning and pulling away from Smoke’s grip on my arm as he reached for me.
“Where are you going?”
He was so long and tall he didn’t have to do more than stretch an arm toward me to keep me still. All that beautiful olive skin was on display—those corded muscles twisting as he brushed his fingers over my shoulders.
“I—” My mouth wouldn’t work. Not when Smoke stifled a yawn and played it off with his fingers scrubbing through his thick, black hair. There was a tempting scruff of stubble along his chin. Despite knowing I needed to tell him my plans to move to the city, there was an overwhelming sensation to rub that scruff over my bare breasts.
“Bella?” he said, moving his head as though he started to worry about why I was gawking at him while standing half-dressed in my jeans and unhooked bra. His attention went straight to my nipples when my black bra slipped off one shoulder, then Smoke leaned up, resting on an elbow as he pulled me toward him with a hand curled around my waist. “Get back in bed.” His voice was deep, raspy from sleep. That sound alone could make a teasing throb pulse between my thighs. Smoke knew it, seeming to use it to his advantage when I hesitated. “Maggie,” he whispered, saying my name like it was a filthy word only he got to use. This time his voice going deeper, his mouth right against my naked breast as he pushed my bra to the floor. “You don’t wanna leave me. Not yet.”
“I…hmm…I should go.” I curled against him, moving my fingers into his hair as he pulled my nipple between his lips. “Mierda…” There were warning shouts firing in my head. But Smoke Carelli was kissing me, again… touching me, again… and it felt good. It felt so damn good.
“You taste so sweet, bellissima…”
“We…shouldn’t do this…” I tried, but didn’t push him away, not when the suction on my breast tightened or when Smoke came to his knees to run his hands down the back of my thighs and to pull my jeans off completely.
“No,” he said, a laugh muddling the agreement. “You’re right.” He kissed me then, tugging my head up with his fingers moving at the back of my hair. “I shouldn’t be doing any of this, should I?” His kiss was deep, all teeth and tongue, leaving me breathless and punch drunk. “Or this?” Then Smoke moved me, tangling my legs around his hips, turning us. I went flat against the mattress and he settled my leg against his chest.
“What…are you…”
“Since you won’t let me sleep and you think you’re going to run out on me in the middle of the night,” he started, pushing on my free leg, stroking a finger along the inside of my thigh, “then I’m going to have to find something else to occupy my time.”
When he wanted something—anything—the man wasn’t above fighting dirty. Right then, Smoke was the dirtiest. He moved his hand up, that wide thumb brushing against my pussy, his smile freezing as he slipped his finger inside me.
“Still wet?” The rasp in his voice sounded a little desperate now.
I swallowed, still torn about telling him my plan. I could only nod, my attention frozen on his face.
His gaze slipped lower as he watched his fingers moving inside me. “This, this is a good way to occupy my time.”
“It…is…” My breath grew ragged, uneven and that weak fight inside my head tittered closer to the side that told me to forget any fight, any lingering notion that this thing between was leading nowhere, and to just enjoy myself.
But doing that, forgetting what would happen tomorrow, next week, or next year would do me no favors. It wouldn’t get me any further than where I’d been when I found myself stranded in this tiny town. “Smoke…we can’t…we have to stop this.”
He paused, his gaze moving to my face for half a second before he laughed. Smoke leaned over me, still touching me, watching my face closely even as he smiled.
“I’m serious…” I tried, but my words came out in a breathless, needy whimper when he pushed two fingers inside me.
“You don’t sound serious.”
“I…” Am, I told myself. That’s what I meant to say. I. Am. But Smoke slipped his fingers away from me, then slid his body over me and just like that, I forgot what I was supposed to be serious about.
Tomorrow, I told myself, holding onto those soft, lush sheets as Smoke moved his mouth on me, his tongue inside me, my legs over his shoulders.
Tomorrow I’ll be stronger. Tomorrow I’ll tell him we have to stop this.

 
 
 

 

 
 
COMING SOON
 

 

DARIO
 
Releasing July 20
 
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
 
 
 
 

 

 
AUTHOR BIO

 

Eden Butler is a writer of contemporary, fantasy and romantic suspense novels and the nine-times great-granddaughter of an honest-to-God English pirate. This could explain her affinity for rule breaking and rum.

 

 
When she’s not writing or wondering about her possibly Jack Sparrowesque ancestor, Eden patiently waits for her Hogwarts letter, reads, and spends too much time in her garden perfecting her green thumb while waiting for the next New Orleans Saints Superbowl win.
 
She is currently living under teenage rule alongside her husband in southeast Louisiana.
 
Please send help.

 

 
AUTHOR LINKS
 
 

RELEASE BLITZ ~ “Bloody Heart” A Second Chance Mafia Romance (Brutal Birthright #4) By Author Sophie Lark, Genre: Romantic Suspense, Release Date: October 28, 2020 ~ #AvailableNow ~ #SophieLarkAuthor. @GiveMeBooksPR

Title: Bloody Heart
A Second Chance Mafia Romance

Series: Brutal Birthright #4
Author: Sophie Lark
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 28, 2020
BLURB
She Cut My Heart Open… 

I only meant to steal a car. I didn’t know I was stealing a girl, too. Until the most gorgeous face I’d ever seen popped up in the rear-view mirror. 

I fell hard, fast, and forever… 

But she tore out my heart — left me alone and bleeding. 
How can I forget her, when I have to see that damned perfect face on billboards and magazines? 

It’s torture. 

9 long years. I thought I moved on. 
Then I saw her in the flesh… 

And my heart started bleeding all over again…

PURCHASE LINKS

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AUTHOR BIO
Sophie lives with
her husband, two boys, and baby girl in the Rocky Mountain west. She writes
intense, intelligent romance, with heroines who are strong and capable, and men
who will do anything to capture their hearts.

She has a slight
obsession with hiking, bodybuilding, and live comedy shows.  Her perfect
day would be taking the kids to Harry Potter World, going dancing with Mr.
Lark, then relaxing with a good book and a monster bag of salt and vinegar
chips.
AUTHOR LINKS

#𝐍ewRelease ~ “Kennedy & Tristan” (Moretti Crime Family Novel), Genre: Romantic Suspense by Author Frances Paul is Available Now! ~ @francespaulbks @EJBookPromos

 
 

 

Title: Kennedy + Tristan

Series: The Moretti Crime Family 
Author: Frances Paul
Genre: Romance Suspense
Release Date: October 6, 2020
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 
In a time of war even love can change sides.
 
A young Civil Engineer student travels to Italy to complete her studies at a prestigious university. Instead, she crosses paths with Tristan Moretti, a man whose business dealings dwell deep within the underworld—a world she never thought she’d be a part of.
 
But Tristan becomes a force Kennedy can’t ignore. A man whose touch she can’t get enough of. She knows it’s dangerous. She knows falling for Tristan will lead to a lifetime of consequences. Still, she can’t stay away.
 
Tristan has taken his father’s place as head of the Moretti Family—a role he’s been preparing for his whole life. He knows the kind of darkness that lurks within the shadows of his world, how it corrupts innocence, and ruins lives.
 
But once he realizes Kennedy is the only woman he’ll ever want, nothing can stop him from having her. He’s determined to rule with her at his side and vows to protect her no matter the cost.
 
As a lethal power slithers its way into their world and shakes the very foundation of the Moretti family, Tristan and Kennedy find themselves at the edge of survival where a decision must be made.
 
Do they stand together and fight…or will they be torn apart and fight each other?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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