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Friday, 21 April 2023

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Title: Evil Boys

Author: Clarissa Wild

Genre: Dark Bully RH Romance

Release Dates: July 2023, exact date TBA


I was hellbent on making them pay. Instead, they bent and twisted me.


I am the golden child, the one who’s supposed to be perfect.

During the day I attend Spine Ridge University as my father wishes, but when darkness falls I put on my mask to hunt criminals and destroy them.


Until one night when I come face to face with three evil boys …

Kai, Nathan, and Milo from the Phantom Society. Secretive, violent, dirty guys who promise to expose my vigilante justice and put my dangerous side-job in the limelight.


They’ll show the world how savage I truly am … unless I let them have their way with me.

My body bartered for their silence … And I say yes.


They’re shameless in claiming me, not even my dignity is spared.

With their devious games they make me question my sanity.

Worst of all … I’m beginning to love every inch of their corruption.


Until it’s no longer just bodies against bodies, but four hearts beating in sync.

But if I’m really going to go down this path to hell …

I’m taking those devils with me.


Suddenly, someone snakes their hand around my waist and pulls me in for a dance. I glance over my shoulder and see a mask, but in the dark it’s hard to tell who. But their moves …

Sultry, smoking, like our bodies are entwined, dancing in rhythm to the music.

And I just can’t step away, no matter how many times my brain tells me I should.

I don’t know who this is, it could be anyone, or it could be Jason. It’s definitely a guy, judging from the calloused hands that grip me tightly.

But Jason never danced with me like this, like he doesn’t just want to entertain me but move my soul. And as his hand snakes up my belly and my hips move closer to his, my breathing picks up and my heartrate becomes unsteady.

Unhinged, as a set of lips breathe hot air right underneath my ear, lingering near my skin as an intention to kiss, but without the touch. And fuck me, I’m almost ready to lean in and let him.

“Jason?” I mutter over my shoulder.

“Try again…”

My breath falters, my body still swaying around in his arms. “Who are you?”

A delectable grin spreads against my skin. “Whoever you want me to be.”

He spins me around and his arm is locked around my body. But the darkness in the room still won’t allow me to see even a glimpse of his face, let alone his eyes.


“What do you want?” I grit, wondering if I should pry myself away from him before those hands turn into bones. Because when Jason comes back, he’s definitely not going to be happy.

A dirty smirks spreads on his lips. “Dance with me.”

Before I can get a closer look, he spins me around again, dancing hip to hip, mixing sultry moves with sexy footwork that would put Jason to shame. I’m so glad he isn’t here to see me being whisked around.

“Wait, I have a boyfriend,” I mutter under my breath.

It can’t hurt to lie every once in a while if it keeps me safe and at least then Jason will be good for something.

Suddenly, the stranger pushes me over, and I nearly fall, but his hand cups the small of my back, keeping me steady. And in that moment I’m acutely aware of how each of his fingers gently press into me. He leans in, wolf-like teeth getting dangerously close to my neck as he whispers, “Not anymore.”

My jaw drops from the sheer arrogance in his voice.

Until his tongue dips out to lick my skin and by God I almost moan.

Just the tip. Just that one inch and it’s already enough to make me yield.

What the fuck?

He pulls me back up again, holding me close to his body as we softly sway to the music, his hand interlocked with mine, and I don’t know if I could let go if I wanted to.

His face is right beside mine, and I can feel his body against me, thick thighs, hard abs, trained but lean, built for the kill.

His lips hover close to my ear, whispering deadly words.

“I know what you are … kitty. A killer.”

My eyes widen.

I pull back, desperate to see who it is, but these damn dark lights aren’t helping. But the second I do, his hand releases mine and he disappears into the crowd like a ghost. And I’m left with a thrumming heart and a throbbing pussy.

Excerpt 2

“Show yourself!” I growl. “Who are you?”

“You still have two guesses left.” His voice is low and commanding, chill-inducing.

My nostrils flare and I reach for the second knife in my heels. My last weapon. My last shot to get him before he gets me.

I hold it close, ready to strike.

“Answer me!” I yell.

“You’re just as violent as I remember,” he muses back from across the room.

So he is one of the three guys I met at that fucker’s house.

I want to throw my knife so badly, but if I do I’ll have forfeited my last shot to get him. And if I miss … I’m fair game.

“I’m gonna fucking kill you,” I growl.

“Oh, now you’re talking my love language. C’mon then. Give me your best shot,” he taunts, bolting at me fast.

But as I attempt to throw, he comes out of nowhere and grips my wrist. Within a second he’s got me pinned me to the wall, and he pries the knife from my hand.

Enraged, I punch him, but he avoids my first hit like an expert.

So I lift my knee and kick him right in the stomach.

He groans and bucks, so I try to throw in another punch, but he grips my throat out of nowhere and pushes me up against the wall. His hand snakes around my neck so tightly I can barely breathe. I scratch at his fingers, desperate to get loose.

“Third try, little kitty,” he murmurs near my ear. “Who do you think I am? Think fast.”

I groan from the sheer force applied to my neck. “Fuck you.”

A faint, rumbling laugh emanates from deep within his chest. “I get the sense that you don’t want to admit that you were there …” His fingers dig into my skin as he leans in to whisper. “That you killed that man.”

“You following me around?” I hiss.

He smiles against my skin. “You make it so easy to find you … when you wear that ribbon.”

He plucks it from my hair and I suck in a breath as it drops to the floor.

So he’s the one who stole my ribbon that night. And that means those three definitely go to school here too. Fuck. Just my luck.

“What do you want?” I rasp.

“You stole our kill.” Each word is pronounced very deliberately, like he’s trying to make me feel guilty. But I don’t feel guilty at all.

“Your kill?” I scoff. “Sorry, I didn’t know there was a waiting line.”

He leans in and whispers, “Jokes won’t get you far, Lana.”

My eyes widen and my heart skips a beat. “How the fuck do you know my name?”

“That’s not the question you should be asking,” he murmurs. “What you should be asking is ‘how can I stop this man from telling the world about my murderous habits’?”

“Fuck off,” I lips, trying to break free from his grasp, but he’s much stronger than I am.

“Ah, ah … you won’t get away this time,” he murmurs.

“You think I want to get away?” I muse. “I came looking to kill you.”

He smiles against my skin. “God, I love your tenacity.” He slowly invades my space, pushing his body up against me until I can feel his thick thighs rub up against mine again, his bulge growing harder and harder. “You wanting to kill me only gets me hard.”

“Fuck you,” she growls.

“Oh, I will fuck you, all right,” he says, and his tongue dips out to lick the rim of my ear. “And you will definitely moan when bore my way through that wet little pussy of yours.”

“You wish,” I grit, and yet I can feel my pussy throbbing between my legs, but I ignore it.

“I know violence gets you going,” he whispers. “I can feel your heartbeat pick up, Lana.”


“Don’t what? Call you by your name?” He leans away. “I think you know as well as I do we’re well past introductions now.”

God-fucking-dammit, I wish I could see him more than anything.

“You know my name, now give me yours,” I say.

He snorts. “I’ll give it to you …” Suddenly, I feel something cold underneath my chin. A blade. Mine. “After you come for me.”

What? Did he just…?

Oh my fucking God, the arrogance!

“Fuck you, I would never—”

He removes his hand from my wrist, the knife still at my throat like an imminent and very clear threat.

If I move, I die.

But his hand slowly lowers down my arm, smoothing along my body, and every single one of my senses is awakened against my wishes. A soft groan escapes his mouth as he cups my breast, the sound so low and gravelly it brings goosebumps to my body.

And I don’t understand why my body has this reaction.

Why I feel the need to lean into his touch.

Fuck, what is wrong with you, Lana? Don’t let him do this.

But the second my muscles twitch, the blade pushes further into my skin.

“Don’t even think about it,” he says, his voice so dark it makes me gulp.

He moves further down my dress, until his hand is right there between my legs, making me feel needy, twisted, debased.

“You like that, don’t you?”

“You’re a—”

The knife pushes even further into my skin until I’m forced to tilt my head back. “Don’t insult me when the fun is just about to begin, kitty.”

“Don’t call me that,” I say through gritted teeth.

But his finger pushes down on my clit and I’m having such a hard time staying put.

“Don’t call you what?” he murmurs, rubbing my clit right through my dress. “A violent little kitty?”

“Ridiculous,” I scoff, but his fingers keep working me, and it’s hard not to breathe puffy breaths. I hate to even think about how damp I’m already becoming.

Stop it, Lana, don’t even think about getting wet.

“No, what’s ridiculous was thinking that cat mask would protect you from being found,” he says, his hand slipping down further until he reaches the bottom of the dress near my thighs, and his fingers creep underneath. “But I found you. And now I’m going to have so much fun with you.”

Author Bio

Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her cutie pie son, and her two crazy but cute dogs. In her free time, she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.

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Monday, 10 April 2023

Flike by Adriana Locke


    FLUKE BY ADRIANA LOCKE Release Date: April 10th Genre/Tropes: Fake ex-husband / Small Town Romance / Friends to Lovers / One Bed / He Falls First

Fluke, an all-new small-town romance, by USA Today bestselling author Adriana Locke is NOW LIVE!

Grab this fake ex-husband, small-town romance TODAY!

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Kindle Copy for Review

What to do when you seek a fake ex-husband; especially , when you never even had one?  Enter another Carmichael boy to steal your heart when you least expected it.

Pippa finds herself falling for Jess after years of ignoring him for years.  He has always had a thing for her as she starts seeing him in a new light.

A fun flirty read to make you smile as they get themselves into some fun antics.  Small town romances are no match for this author.  Curl up and enjoy.

Monday, 27 February 2023

More Than I Could y Adriana Locke


MORE THAN I COULD by @authoradrianalocke is NOW LIVE!! More Than I Could eBook : Locke, Adriana

Grab this all-new grumpy/sunshine, single dad + nanny, small town romance TODAY!



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As soon as we’re alone, the air shifts. Shadows dance across the tabletop. Megan’s jasmine perfume scents the air, and my body temperature rises.

I struggle to remember our conversation yesterday. I remind myself that my child—the same one that occupied the seat next to me a minute ago—is my priority. Over and over, I replay all the reasons why I can’t afford to get off track.

Why I can’t touch Megan Kramer.

My muscles tighten in my stomach and across the back of my neck as I lift my gaze from the tabletop to her.

She grins. It’s simple, but when coupled with the heat in her eyes, there’s nothing sweet about it. “That was fun.”

I hold her gaze, unable to look away.

This is the first day, Chase. Twenty-nine more to go. Don’t blow it already.

I smirk and push away from the table.

I need to put some distance between us before things get really fun. 


4 out of 5 stars Kindle Copy for Review

Fall in love with Chase Marshall in this sweet small-town romance.

She was the nanny to his daughter and should not notice him.  But they seem to clash as they eye each other up.  Could this be a start of something or is it just plain hate?

Sweet charming romance that you expect from the author.   You will be left wanting more. 


Monday, 15 August 2022

Fling by Adriana Locke Release

4 out of 5 stars Kindle Copy for Review

What is a girl going to do when you she breaks off her engagement but her honeymoon to the Bahamas is not refundable?   She ends up advertising it on social media after a drunken night with the girls to pick her date.

Enter Maddox to the rescue that has always had a crush on her through childhood.  They’ll end up having a fling on their pretend honeymoon.  They will realize what they really want is each other.

Be ready to be charmed by another Carmichael.


Friday, 8 April 2022

Flirt by Adriana Locke

FLIRT by Adriana Locke Release Date: April 8th Genre/Tropes: Contemporary Romance/Office Romance/Fake Dating/Friend to Lovers   AVAILABLE NOW!!! FREE IN KU!!! Amazon: Amazon Universal:     Add to Goodreads: Blurb: WANTED: A SITUATION-SHIP I’m a single female that’s tired of relationships ruining my life. However, there are times when a date would be helpful. If you’re a single man, preferably mid-twenties to late-thirties, and are in a similar situation, we might be a match. Candidate must be handsome, charming, and willing to pretend to have feelings for me (on a sliding scale, as the event requires). Ability to discuss a wide variety of topics is a plus. Must have your own transportation and a (legal) job. This will be a symbiotic agreement. In exchange for your time, I will give you mine. Need someone to flirt with you at a football party? Go, team! Want a woman to make you look good in front of your boss? Let me find my heels. Would you love for someone to be obsessed with you in front of your ex? I’m applying my red lipstick now. If interested, please email me. Time is of the essence.   About the Author: USA Today and Washington Post bestselling author Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own.   She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, and two dogs. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather's nice and there's always a piece of candy in her pocket.   Connect w/Adriana: Website: Facebook: Facebook Group: Twitter: Instagram: Goodreads: Amazon: Bookbub: Newsletter Signup:   


4 out of stars Kindle Copy for Review

The author gives us a new family of drool worthy small town guys.  Known for her small town romance we met a new set of men when who will give her other guys a run for your heart.

Girl  needs a fake relationship finds unexpected love.   He isn’t looking for love either as the two play the game for their families.

Flirt is a sweet story that will rival your other Locke series for a place in your book heart.  Fans will  love this indulgent.

Monday, 28 February 2022

Sweet by Adriana Locke

Title: Sweet

Author: Adriana Locke

Cover Designer: Kari March

Release Date: February 28, 2022

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TROPES: single dad, workplace romance, grumpy hero, age gap, forced proximity


USA Today Bestselling author Adriana Locke delivers a “fresh and fun!” romance between a grumpy single dad and his beautiful, spunky employee—the one he can’t have.

 Chemistry is not love.

That’s what my boss, the grumpy single dad with brilliant green eyes, says anyway.

  have my V-card. He’s ten years older than me. I work for him.

Nate Hughes has a million reasons why a relationship between us would never work. Honestly? It’s all a farce.


He can’t deny our connection. His soft smiles, brief touches, and protective behaviors come too easily. And when I need a place to stay? He can’t stop himself from offering me a room—though I’d prefer his bed. After all, there are sparks—delicious, sizzling sparks—when we’re together.


Our forced proximity brings things to a head. Our shared experiences and traumas draw us closer. Our undeniable attraction has us toeing the line between friends and lovers—whether Nate likes it or not.


He’s right—chemistry is not love. But that doesn’t mean that I won’t fall in love with him … even if he can’t love me back.


“I had nowhere to go, Nate,” she says, sticking her bottom lip out. “But I knew my friend Nate would be more than happy to help me out of my bind. You weren’t here so I came on in. I waved to Shaye as I walked through the front door so it’s not like I was being sneaky.” 


4 out of 5 stars Kindle Copy for Review

Even if the chemistry is sizzling you should not fall for your sexy boss nor should you.

Watch as Paige and Nate realize they are in love.  But will they sacrifice their friendship for love or will they give up on their chance for happiness.

Who is willing to fight for each other as the battle has begun.   A sweet romance that has Landry and Gibson roots.

Tuesday, 25 January 2022

SWEET Cover Reveal


Title: Sweet

Author: Adriana Locke

Cover Designer: Kari March

Release Date: February 28th





Chemistry is not another word for love.

That’s what my boss, the grumpy single dad with brilliant green eyes, says anyway.

I have my V-card. He’s ten years older than me. I work for him.

Nate Hughes has a million reasons why a relationship between us would never work. Honestly? It’s all a farce.

He can’t deny the sparks when we’re together. His soft smiles, brief touches, and protective behaviors come too easily. And when I need a place to stay? He can’t stop himself from offering me a room—though I’d prefer his bed.

Our forced proximity brings things to a head. Our shared experiences and traumas draw us closer. Our undeniable attraction has us toeing the line between friends and lovers—whether Nate likes it or not.

He’s right—we do have an intense chemistry. But that doesn’t mean that I won’t fall in love with him … even if he can’t love me back.


SWEET can be read as a standalone novel.