Saturday, January 23, 2021

Give Me Books Promotions Presents a Release Blitz for Love Code (Galactic Love #2) by Ann Aguirre

Title: Love Code
Series: Galactic Love #2
Author: Ann Aguirre
Genre: Sci-Fi Romance
Release Date: January 22, 2021


He's cute. He's cranky. His code is sleek as hell.
What's an amnesiac AI doing in a place like this? Helix has no idea. He knows he planned to build a life for himself on Gravas Station, but he has no clue what he's been doing for the last half cycle. Nor does he understand why his ship crashed. A genius Tiralan scientist saved him by copying his code into an organic host, and after meeting her meddling mothers, it seems like his problems have only just begun...

She's clever. She's creative. She claims that he's her mate.
Qalu has no interest in relationships. She'd much rather be working in her lab, innovating instead of socializing. Problem is, the Tiralan believe that one cannot be happy alone. When a solution literally falls from the sky, she leaps at the opportunity to advance her research and teach Helix how to be Tiralan while calming her mothers' fears. It might be unconventional, but she's ready to break all the rules for a little peace.

They agree to pose as each other's mates for the most logical reasons, but love always finds a way.



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“I did not like him.” 
Startled, she asked, “Why?” 
Helix stopped in the center of the ramp, seeming to consider the question. “I have no data to support my antipathy. It is…an emotional response.” 
“But you must have some notion what triggered it.” 
“He disrespected you. He interrupted you and misrepresented your work,” he finally said. 
“Oh.” She quivered a little over the perceptive nature of his response. It was so good to be seen and known. The longer she spent with Helix, the more she appreciated him. “That’s precisely why I dislike him,” she added. 
“How are you acquainted?” He set off again, more slowly this time. 
As they climbed, she explained the situation, and Helix let out a sound of pure annoyance. “This is what you meant to avoid by asking me to act as your suitor.” 
“Yes. While you’re with me, I won’t have to deal with individuals like Gravitch any longer. I can enjoy the peace and focus on my work.” 
“Yet you haven’t worked much since I woke,” he pointed out. 
“On the contrary, every moment I spend with you is pertinent.” 
Helix stilled then, frozen mid-step, and when he gazed at her, she glimpsed a quiet wound. Did I say something wrong? 
“Then staying with me is…work? You do not enjoy my company.” 
Qalu felt the sting of that question in her own chest, and too late, she saw what she had implied. That he was all research to her, data to be logged, results to chart. How can I fix this? 
“I enjoy spending time with you,” she said quickly. “Currently you’re my favorite person. But it’s also true that your existence informs my work. Which I also happen to love.” 
Perhaps I didn’t put that well. 
“I am your favorite person,” he repeated—a statement, not a question. 
At first, she thought he was questioning the “favorite” part but when she looped the words in her own head, she detected a faint stress on the final word, as if it mattered to him greatly be considered a person. He had been, even before he gained flesh. Yet he seemed to find validation in her assertion. 
“You are.” 
“Would you say that we’re friends?” he asked. 
“Definitely. What do you think?” 
“I’m still figuring out what that means. Before, I thought I was close to someone, but I always felt the crushing need to be useful, as if I would be discarded otherwise. I’m not sure how I fit into a world where I receive benefits regardless of my contribution.” 
Not for the first time, Qalu wished her touch imparted comfort. “Benefits?” 
“You shelter me, feed me, provide for me in all respects. And now, you’ve brought me to observe art for personal inspiration. And yet you ask nothing in return.” 
“Your company is valuable,” she said. “So are your thoughts. I enjoy hearing them.” 
“I have difficulty adapting to that outlook,” he admitted. 
“That you have value outside of any labor provided?” 
“Then…imagine our situations were reversed. Am I worthless if I cannot give you food? If I lacked the resources to continue as we are?” 
“Certainly not,” he said at once. “You’re a brilliant person.” 
“So are you.” 
“Oh,” he said, his voice deep and soft. “I’m…feeling something new.” 
“Can you describe the sensation?” 
“It’s confusing. But…I’ll try. My chest hurts a little, but not like the pain from before, when I first woke up. It’s something else. I’m happy too. I know how that feels, but there’s more to it. And I want to be…closer to you.” 
“Physically or emotionally?” 
“Both? I think it’s both.” 
At hearing that, Qalu took two steps forward, bringing herself close enough to inhale the scent of his skin. They used the same hygiene products yet they smelled different on him somehow, deeper and richer with hints of spice. “Better?” 
“Yes. But it’s not enough. What do I want exactly?” He wasn’t asking to tease her. 
Qalu could tell he didn’t know, and she wasn’t sure enough of her hypothesis to speculate aloud, though it seemed as if Helix might be experiencing attraction. The great mothers knew that she was, had been from the beginning, but it was inappropriate to let such feelings flourish. She ought to consider him family, not a potential love interest. 
But when he stepped nearer still, she didn’t withdraw. Instead, her head tendrils fluttered up in silent invitation. That was an irrepressible mating overture, and she hoped he didn’t realize as much. Just as she was about to withdraw, his head tendrils quivered to life, and she stilled, scarcely able to believe this was happening. 
“Yes?” he whispered. 
He’s asking. He doesn’t even understand what he wants to do, but he’s asking. 
“Yes,” she said.




New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Ann Aguirre has been a clown, a clerk, a savior of stray kittens, and a voice actress, not necessarily in that order. She grew up in a yellow house across from a cornfield, but now she lives in Mexico with her family. She writes all kinds of genre fiction, but she has an eternal soft spot for a happily ever after.


give Me Books Promotions Presents a Release Blitz for Daimon (Untamed Sons MC #3) by Jessica Ames

Title: Daimon
Series: Untamed Sons MC #3
Author: Jessica Ames
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 22, 2021



As Treasurer of the Untamed Sons MC, I don't have time to deal with a bratty kid. Briella is nineteen. I'm thirty-one. I'm too old for her tantrums, but I'm sure there's something more to her acting out than a late teenage rebellion. When I look in her eyes, I see her demons glaring back at me, and I want to know who put them there. I shouldn't be thinking about her at all, but I'm willing to stand against my club brothers and break vows I've made to keep her, but first I have to uncover what she's hiding. 


I've got darkness in my past that I can no longer keep buried. When Daimon finds out the truth, he's going to drop me and run. I shouldn't be falling for my brother's best friend, but I can't stop my feelings from growing. I want him. No, I need him. He's becoming my everything and I have no idea how to be without him. 

But that choice might not be mine. Once he finds out the truth about me, he's going to walk away because the truth is I'm broken, I'm damaged and my past is coming back to haunt me. 

*Warning : Contains adult content, reading age 18 +. Graphic violence and dark emotional scenes that may trigger some readers.


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Jessica Ames lives in a small market town in the Midlands, England. She lives with her dog and when she’s not writing, she’s playing with crochet hooks. 


Elle Woods PR Presents a Cover Reveal for Dare Darker by Pepper North

Do you dare to enter the dark?
Dare Darker by Pepper North is coming February 9th. 
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Number one bestselling erotic author, Pepper North, dares to go darker in the Leave Me Breathless Black Rose Collection...

Do you want your fantasies to come true? 

When this simple question appears on her computer, Mia Daniels dares to answer 'Yes'. One honest response sends the willowy brunette on a collision course with her every forbidden desire. 

Domineering and magnetic, Rafael Montalvo selects Mia to be his at first sight. Soon, she is ensnared in his shadowy world, unable to resist the new life that he controls completely. Rafael's darkness just might be everything Mia has ever needed. And so much more.   

*** TRIGGER WARNING: The stories in the Black Rose Collection are considered dark romance. Some aspects may be sensitive for some readers. ***

About Pepper

USA Today bestselling author Pepper North is a hybrid author whose contemporary, paranormal, dark and erotic romances have won the hearts of many loyal readers. After publishing her first book, Zoey: Dr. Richards' Littles 1 on Amazon in July 2017, she now has over fifty books and collections available on Amazon in four series.

She is one of Amazon's Most Popular Erotic Authors, rising to number one in the top 100. She credits her success to her amazing fans, the support of the writing community, and her dedication to writing.

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Inkslinger PR Presents a Blog Tour for My Kind Of Love by Nikki Ash

Nikki Ash’s My Kind of Love is out now! Check out the contemporary romance and be sure to get your copy today!

Title: My Kind of Love

Author: Nikki Ash

Genre: Contemporary Romance


What you need to know about My Kind of Love:

Military romance

A little bit of an age gap

ALL the feels

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My Review


Where do I start with this review...... I finished it and I wanted more. I absolutely loved every minute of this story. I laughed and I cried and I yelled at my kindle like a crazy woman.

Micaela just broke my heart because she loses her husband and has nothing left so she thinks. That is when she decides to take a vacation to a beach house and it is there that she meets Ryan. They become fast friends and share nights and days together. When the vacation ends the two of them go their separate ways but will they come together again or will the nights they shared be a distant memory.

About My Kind of Love:

   Micaela Once upon a time, a boy and a girl met and fell in love… That’s the way my love story began, but unlike the fairy tale, it ended with me standing in the cemetery, watching my prince get lowered into the ground, along with all our dreams. Now he’s gone and I’m lost. Until an impromptu trip to my family’s beach house has me spending time with Ryan. With his help, I’m learning to live again and make plans for the future. The only problem is, we both know they can’t include him. So, when our time is up, we do the only thing we can do—go our separate ways.   Ryan My entire life, I’ve felt like the waves in a raging sea—crashing and breaking, never settling. Until Micaela stormed in like a hurricane, colliding into my life and my heart. I thought she’d be my destruction, but instead she turned out to be my calm. The more time we spend together, the more life she breathes into both of us. But all too quickly, our time is up and she’s ready to face her future—one I can’t be a part of. So, I do the impossible and walk away. But life is crazy, and love knows no bounds. You might’ve thought this is where our story ends, but the truth is… it’s only the beginning.


About Nikki Ash:

Nikki Ash resides in South Florida where she is an English teacher and mom by day and a writer by night. When she’s not writing, you can find her with a book in her hand. From the Boxcar Children to Wuthering Heights to the latest Single Parent Romance, she has lived and breathed every type of book. Reading is like breathing in, writing is like breathing out. – Pam Ally While reading and writing are her passions, her two children are her entire world. You can probably find them at a Disney park before you would find them at home on the weekends!

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Enticing Journey Presents a Blog Tour for Tank: Skulls The Early Years by Jessie Cooke

Title: Skulls: The Early Years
Series: Skulls MC Series
Author: Jessie Cooke
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 15, 2021

If the old saying is true, The Road to Hell Is Paved with Good Intentions, Elijah “Tank” Warren was headed straight there. He’d built his life around good intentions, and it became a life that would break his heart more times than he could count. 

Elijah was born with the need to save everyone. He saved Brandt “Badger” Miller when he was just a kid, and then as an adult he was recruited into the Southside Skulls to save him once again. Sadly, his best friend would turn out to be his Judas, betraying him in ways that Tank could never have imagined. Meanwhile he would give up on real love and happiness trying to save the women in his life, leaving him a middle-aged man, with nothing but regrets…at least, so he thought. 

Can a knife to the back and secrets revealed from the most unexpected sources finally convince Tank that the time has come to save himself at last? 

Ride back to the past and into the present with some of your favorite Southside Skulls and find out for yourself!

My Review


Lord have mercy we get another amazing read by Jessie. I stared reading this book and I couldn't help but laugh and cry at some of the things that went on. 

We get to meet Tank in this book and what a man he is. He is strong and loyal to the club and the old ladies. He does everything in his power to stay true to his old lady but things get twisted and shizz hits the fan. This is when Tank gets to see who has his back and who doesn't.

This is another one click for all you lovers of MC stories.


Elijah grabbed Erin by the waist and pulled her up close to his big, hard chest. His rough hand gently glided through her blonde hair and the way he was looking at her brought every nerve in her body alive. Goosebumps raced up and down her arms and down her spine. She’d never felt like this before, not with anyone, and she was desperate for it not to end. She knew from the minute she saw him that he would be trouble, and she should have run away then and there. He was the kind of man who had terrified and excited her all at once, the kind of man who came into a woman’s life once in a blue moon. The kind of man a girl didn’t want to be the one who got away.

“I want to kiss you, Erin. I want to kiss your lips and taste every part of your mouth with my tongue. I want to bite your neck and kiss and lick every beautiful inch of your body. I want to be inside of, make that I want to die inside of you.”

The words were incendiary, but it was the way he said them that lit up her soul. His hazel eyes were alight with passion and his deep voice was raspy with emotion. Erin could feel the tears swimming in her own blue eyes. This kind of moment should be reserved for lovers, not for two lost souls who should have never met and would never meld into the one soul that they both ached for. “Elijah, I told William about you.”

“It doesn’t matter, Erin. Even if he looked into my eyes and gave me his blessing himself, it would never be good enough. If I can’t have you to myself, I just can’t have you. I wish that the first time I saw you I could have convinced myself it would end this way. If I had been strong enough to do that...”

“Then we would have missed out on three beautiful years of knowing, and loving, each other,” she said.

The giant of a man batted his eyelashes, trying to drive away the tears that kept filling his eyes. His voice cracked as he went on to say, “I saw that light in your eyes that I’ve waited to see my entire life, and I wasn’t strong enough to walk away. No one ever looked at me the way that you do, and it blinded me to everything else, for too long.”

“You haven’t done anything wrong, Elijah, and even if we had slept together, the only reason we even met in the first place was because your old lady wasn’t faithful to you.”

Elijah, aka “Tank,” chuckled, but to Erin’s ears it was a sad sound. He was huge, three hundred pounds of solid muscle. His bulk, coupled with his long hair and beard, and the vest that identified him as a Southside Skull, had frightened her the first time she saw him. But she’d been unable to deny that he also fascinated her as well...and slowly she’d come to know the man underneath all of it. She had seen him in every stage of emotion. She’d come to know a man who loved to laugh, and it was an infectious laugh that became like a drug to her. She had come to know a man who had once loved a woman so much that he’d allowed her to strip him of his self-esteem and making him a laughingstock among his peers. But most of all she loved him for the one thing that would ultimately tear them apart...his love for another man’s child...a child he never could, or would, turn his back on. Erin breathed him in now and thought about all the other women who thought they had seen this beautiful man naked. She would always have the knowledge that although they’d seen him without his clothes, and they’d touched his beautiful skin, they’d never seen him the way that she had. Erin had seen into his soul, and he had seen hers. There wasn’t a thought, a wish, a hope, or a dream she hadn’t shared with him over the past three years, and although he’d never seen her without her clothes either, no one had seen her so bare. “I knew from the day I took Samantha in that she could never love or want me the way I wanted her. I knew that if I tried to corral her, I’d only push her away. I did love her, Erin, I still do in a way...but not the way I love you. She needs me, the way William needs you, but mostly Macy needs me and turning my back on Sam would mean turning my back on that little girl. I’d be nothing without her.” 

“But you aren’t faithful to her, Elijah. I don’t understand the difference.” He’d been honest with her about his and Samantha’s relationship. Sam was a drug addict and sometimes she’d disappear for days at a time. She had also slept with most every man in the club...including Doc Marshall…before she made her way to Tank. And he told Erin that he’d slept with others as well, the girls that hung around the club, and the ones in the porn industry they ran. It hurt her to think of him touching another woman...but, she was married herself, so who was she to judge?

“I know this doesn’t make sense,” he said, “but the only woman I’ve ever cheated on her with is you.”

Erin felt a tear roll down her cheek. “How is that possible? We’ve never had sex. We’ve barely ever touched like this, or kissed.” There had been one, long, passionate kiss in the rain that Erin initiated, and relived every chance she had. That had been the closest she’d ever come to losing all control. Tank had been the one to pull back first, and he’d never kissed her like that again.

“I’ve satisfied my needs with women who wanted nothing more from me, and whom I wanted nothing more from. But emotionally, intimately, I’ve never shared things with a woman the way I do with you. In my mind, that’s the true act of infidelity. If we crossed that last line, Erin, I’d never be able to go back. I’d lose Macy, and she’d lose the only person in her life that truly cares about her. Sam has used her as a pawn since even before she was conceived, and she wouldn’t hesitate to do so again. I can’t risk that happening. And William...he might be willing to allow it, but you have to know how badly it would hurt him. I’ve seen the look in his eyes when you’re in the room. He might not be able to satisfy you sexually any longer, but there’s nothing but pure love there. I couldn’t betray him like that, and I don’t believe you’d be okay if you did.”

He was right. She already spent so much of her time feeling guilty for falling in love with another man. Since William’s diagnosis, her love for him had become almost maternal. He needed her to care for his every need...and until Tank, no one had cared for hers. Tank went on, and the tears became so torrential she could hardly see his face through them.

“You’re my best friend, Erin, the best friend I’ve ever had, or ever would have. I thought that would be enough...but years of that has begun to turn into a physical pain that I can’t bear any longer. I can’t see you, and not touch you anymore. I can’t pretend any longer, Erin. This is killing me inside.” He let go of her and her body convulsed in a shudder. Then he drove the knife deeper into her heart, just before turning and walking away. “I will always love you, Erin and no one will ever take your place in my heart. But I don’t want to see you...ever…again.”

Jessie Cooke writes hot romance novels about tough guys, bad boys, bikers, fighters and lovers and the women of strong character who tame them.