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Thursday, October 3, 2019

Seduced by a Demon King by Felicity Heaton





Seduced by a Demon King (Eternal Mates Paranormal Romance Series Book 17) by Felicity Heaton – Book Tour and Giveaway!
New York Times best-selling paranormal romance author Felicity Heaton is here today for the book tour of her new paranormal romance release, Seduced by a Demon King, the latest release in her popular Eternal Mates world.  
There are now seventeen books in this series, but don’t worry, you can dive right on in with Seduced by a Demon King, or start at the very beginning with Kissed by a Dark Prince, which is just 99c at all retailers right now. Binge-read to your heart’s content!
If you love big worlds packed with detail and every paranormal species imaginable, together with hot alpha heroes and strong heroines bringing them to their knees, then this series is definitely for you. Plus, each book has a happily forever after and there are no cliff-hangers, because there’s nothing worse than a cliff-hanger!





Seduced by a Demon King (Eternal Mates Paranormal Romance Series Book 17)
by Felicity Heaton
Saddled with a crown he never wanted, King Tegan of the Second Realm of demons is a warrior born for war stuck ruling in a time of peace, bound by the pact that cost his brother his life. Chafed by the ties that have held him shackled to his throne for the last thousand years, Tegan plans an escape from his prison—one stolen night meant to give him a taste of freedom, but one that will lead him to the greatest battle of his life.
A fight to claim the heart of a bewitching fae female who might be his fated mate.
According to many in her clan, and the idiotic incubi who infest the fae town where she lives, Suki puts the suck in succubus. Down on her luck, and in danger of being kicked out of the family she loves, she’s determined to prove her worth by bagging and tagging a powerful male. When she sets eyes on a mysterious, panty-melting demon warrior in a nightclub, things finally seem to be going her way, but his shadowed aura and guardedness warns he won’t be an easy mark.
Seducing him is going to be the fight of her life.
When the battle is done, will the victor have the forever they want, or will this war cost them both everything?




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Suki regretted agreeing to come to Underworld tonight. She had regretted it from the moment her sisters had cajoled her into the trip, and she should have made her excuses and left. She wasn’t in the mood for hunting tonight. She was tired, cranky, and absolutely nothing was going her way.
She had managed to steal one kiss from a nice guy who had moderately good looks and had fallen for her charms, but he had tasted like ashes and her fuel gauge was still on the red line. She needed a male who could fill her tank, didn’t want to resort to the sort of feed her sisters seemed intent on getting tonight.
Allura openly fondled the man she had cornered, one who Suki had surmised was a shifter of some variety. Shifters often provided a good feed, but it would come at a high price. Chances were, Allura would kill him once they got busy. Shifters were strong, but not strong enough to handle sex with a succubus.
Suki had lost track of Vidia. The blonde female had been swift to ditch Suki’s sorry ass as soon as she had spotted potential prey. If Suki had to guess, she had spotted her favourite food.
A nymph.
Nymphs were strong enough to handle a succubus if they were old enough, but the ones who were old enough were so damned conceited and egotistical that Suki couldn’t stand them for long enough to get past the conversation stage of a hunt.
Vidia had once said that petting the ego of a nymph was worth it, even though it left a bad taste in her mouth. According to Suki’s clan, doing whatever it took to get a good feed was worth it, regardless of how crappy it made you feel.
Maybe that was the reason they all thought Suki was a complete and utter failure.
She was starving but she still couldn’t bring herself to sleep with a guy who wasn’t strong enough to survive it or stoop to grooming a nymph’s narcissism.
Suki tried to push all the niggling voices out of her head, the thousand jibes and taunts, and harsh words that had come from every corner of the clan, including the mistress who acted as the head of it. They went, but not before they took a few cheap shots at her already fragile mood, cleaving holes in her heart.
Why the hell had she bothered coming out tonight?
She looked at the pleasant man opposite her, one who scored an eight in most departments and who was talking her ear off about a subject she had no interest in and slowly looking more and more as if he was leaning towards ditching her for someone else.
Probably Allura or Vidia. He had asked about them more than once and she had caught the way he had drooled over Allura when the onyx-haired and violet-to-blue-eyed beauty had stopped to check in on her. She couldn’t blame him. As always, Allura had somehow managed to squeeze her incredible body into a black rubber mini and a leather corset that barely contained her ample breasts.
Suki was beginning to feel she should have stayed at home. This night was going to go the same way they always did when her sisters dragged her out. She had started out thinking tonight would be different, as always, and she would finally get things right. A few unfulfilling kisses later she would end up screwing everything up and going home alone, still hungry and in an even worse mood.
The opinion of her sisters would only get worse and her future would only look gloomier, and her mood would only grow darker.
She smiled at the nice man and forced herself to move closer, tried to focus on what he was saying but it really was boring. She didn’t really care what kind of car he drove, or that he owned his apartment rather than rented. None of that impressed her.
She had never been into material things.
At least not to the extent that her sisters were.
Sometimes, her succubus nature got the better of her and shiny cars and fat bank balances easily seduced her. The perils of living on a tiny allowance. When her money was in danger of running out, she fell victim to her nature, a strange sense of desperation gripping her that had her spending most of the days until her next payment walking around frazzled and in her own little world, seeking a male who might buy her something pretty.
A girl could dream about having money, enough to buy whatever she wanted, couldn’t she?
Of course, normally allowing herself to dream like that only made the reality of her situation an even worse nightmare.
Her sisters could afford pretty things, nice clothes and jewellery, and expensive make up, because they preyed on more than the sexual energy of their hosts. They preyed on their bank accounts too, convincing the addled males to buy them things. Suki had tried that once or twice, or maybe a million times, when in the grip of her flat-broke-fever.
She was yet to succeed in convincing a male to buy her something.
Another thing that left a sour taste in her mouth.
Allura did a drive by and sneakily pressed her hand to her forehead, forming an L against it. L for loser.
Her sister meant the male was a loser and to ditch him, but Suki couldn’t help but take it personally. Her entire clan thought she was the loser because she was forever having problems with men and feeding. The charm her mother had been famous for had apparently refused to be inherited by her.
Suki lacked the basic succubus skills so badly that a few of her sisters questioned whether she really was her mother’s daughter and not some stray she had picked up in the fae town or a baby swapped at birth with her real daughter.
Sometimes, Suki wondered that too.
Most of the time, she wondered how she could make her sisters proud of her. She didn’t want them to look down on her. She didn’t want to lose them.
The world would be a bleak and lonely place without her sisters.
She struggled to fit in at the clan, but she would struggle even more to fit into a world without them in it. She belonged at the clan, with her sisters. She had lost her only blood relation, but every female in her clan was her sister, whether they were a daughter or a mother, an aunt or a grandmother. They were all her sisters.
The only family she had.
Before her mother had died, she had told Suki something that remained with her to this day.
One day, she would find her place in this world.
Suki knew what her mother had meant by that. One day, she would prove herself to the clan, would learn to use her powers and bloom just as her mother had always said she would, and she would become part of the family just as she had always wanted.
One day, her sisters would love her just as she loved them.
Solid Eight tossed her a flirty smile, one she returned as she sidled closer to him.
She brushed her arm against his, savouring the way his aura shifted, the colours that flared around him like an aurora changing to reveal the red of passion and arousal. He wanted her. She could bag and tag him, although there was a danger the tagging part might end up being one attached to his toe as they wheeled him into a morgue.
Why did Solid Eight have to be human?
She was sure that underneath his blue jeans and dark checked shirt he had a good body, one that would delight her, and that his desire and passion would provide a modest meal. Humans were off limits as far as she was concerned though. One slip and she would end up killing him, even if they were only kissing at the time. She didn’t have the energy to focus on restraining herself. She was too hungry, needed a man who could get her off the red line through kissing before she dared to do anything saucier with him.
Allura strolled past again, tugging a handsome man along behind her. Suki was surprised her sister didn’t plant another L on her forehead. The clan’s favourite succubus just rolled her eyes instead.
Suki glared at her.
Fine, she was taking too long with the guy, but Solid Eight had her twisted in knots. The temptation to kiss him and see if he could handle giving her a little of his energy was great, but the thought of accidentally killing him was like a bucket of icy water on her libido.
Suki looked around the room again, hunting a stronger target, one who could handle a succubus and might be able to provide her with a good feed. If she could find a powerful man, not a nymph, she could probably fill her tank on kissing or at least kissing and a little fooling around.
An ache bloomed between her thighs and she rubbed them together in her tight black cotton mini, the thought of getting frisky with a man sending her temperature soaring and short-circuiting the part of her brain that constantly chided her, telling her not to go too far in case she accidentally killed her host.
A man flashed into her mind, his gaunt face and dull blue eyes hurling another bucket of ice down her panties, quenching the fire that had just started burning.
It had been more than a month since she had let her hunger get the better of her and had almost killed him, and although it had been a mistake on her part because she had been convinced he had been stronger than he had turned out to be, she still couldn’t shake the guilt.
That night had left a bitter taste in her mouth.
And it had also cemented her clan’s opinion of her.
Any one of her sisters would have gone ahead and given the man a pleasurable exit from this world in order to fill up her tank to the max.
Suki had panicked and teleported him to the emergency room of a London hospital instead.
Cyrena, the clan mistress, had hauled Suki into her office and had talked about the rules, reiterating them for the thousandth time, and had given her a look that left Suki in no doubt that her next mistake was going to be her last.
If she kept failing at everything a succubus was meant to be good at, if she kept tarnishing the hallowed name of their clan, she was going to be kicked out of it. She had been warned enough times that they wouldn’t tolerate any black marks on their highly respected name, and Suki was a massive dark smudge right across the middle of it. If her mother had been anyone else, she would have been tossed out on her ass by now.
In the last month, she had doubled down on her training, more desperate than ever to prove herself worthy of being a member of the family that had raised her. She had hit fae clubs in Scotland and northern England, and even a few in America, practicing her charms on soft targets.
Tonight, she had come to practice on stronger marks.
But judging by the bored look on Solid Eight’s face, she was failing dismally. If she couldn’t charm a human tonight, how was she meant to charm a strong immortal?
A hot bolt of fire shot down her spine, lighting up her insides and cranking up her temperature, and she frowned as she swiftly scanned the room. Someone was looking at her and it wasn’t the human.
She shivered, the delicious heat that curled through her threatening to rip a moan from her lips as she tried to keep it together. Her eyes darted over everyone, her limited senses stretching out around her in an attempt to pinpoint the one who was looking at her.
Because whoever it was, they had somehow fired her up with just a look, one she wasn’t even reciprocating.
Her eyes locked with intense dark pools set in a stunning sculpted face and the room dropped away, Solid Eight’s words lost on her as she fell into those fathomless depths.
Heat suffused every inch of her, fire flaring in her veins as she swallowed hard, bewitched by the spell this newcomer had cast on her with just a single look.








Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books. In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! If you're a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you will enjoy her books too.
If you love your angels a little dark and wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong, powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her stand-alone vampire romance books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling London Vampires series. Seven sexy and sinful Greek god brothers can be your new addiction in the Guardians of Hades series. Or how about four hot alpha shifter brothers in her Cougar Creek Mates series? Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled with hot-blooded alpha males in every species, from elves to demons to dragons to shifters and angels, then take a look at the Eternal Mates series.
If you want to know more about Felicity, or want to get in touch, you can find her at the following places:


Tuesday, February 27, 2018

Billionaire Unloved by J.S. Scott







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Read Jett and Ruby's story to find out if two wary hearts can find out where they belong in Billionaire Unloved, the New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling series from J.S. Scott!

Ruby:

My name is Ruby Kent, and I'm homeless, a virgin, and terrified when I'm kidnapped by human traffickers and put up for sale on the auction block. I'm for sale to the highest bidder, and I have no idea what my future will be, but I know it's not going to be good.

I'm waiting for a chance to escape, and that opportunity finally comes after I'm bought and paid for.

Unfortunately, I have no idea that Jett Lawson has been sent to rescue me, not hurt me, and even after we're both injured during my desperate attempt to run away, he still wants to take care of me.

Problem is, I have no idea how to trust anyone, or let anybody help me. I've always been alone. It's safer that way.

Jett Lawson is a mystery to me, an enigma that just gets more complicated with every nice thing he does for me.

Is it possible for a woman like me to find happiness with a billionaire?

Probably not, but the more I get to know Jett, the harder is is to resist the lure of having a safe place to be, and a man like no other.

Jett is scarred just like me, but his wounds are all on the outside.

Mine are carved all over my soul.

Can two wounded people help each other heal, or will our profound differences tear us apart?

*****
Trigger Warning: This book contains themes of sexual assault and child abuse. Although there are no first-hand accounts of these topics in the story, they are discussed openly in this novel.

































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J.S. "Jan" Scott is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author of steamy romance. She's an avid reader of all types of books and literature. Writing what she loves to read, J.S. Scott writes both contemporary steamy romance stories and paranormal romance.
They almost always feature an Alpha Male and have a happily ever after because she just can't seem to write them any other way!
She lives in the beautiful Rocky Mountains with her husband and two very spoiled German Shepherds.



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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Cover Reveal for Well Played by Author J.S. Scott and Ruth Cardello

From Bestselling Authors, J.S. Scott and Ruth Cardello

Lauren:

Graham is my brother's best friend. He’s always been my protector and my confidant because he accepts me the way I am—and not many do. I can’t imagine not having him in my life.

Our weekend together was supposed to be a celebration. I graduated from college, Graham got engaged and signed with a pro football team, and my brother landed his dream job. It should have been the best time of our lives.

Except that the weekend started with me walking in on Graham's fiancée going down on my brother.

I complicated the situation by having sex with Graham after that, but I wanted to comfort him and, damn, when I saw desire in his eyes—for me—I couldn’t say no. I’ve wanted him for so long.

Now he doesn’t want to see me. He says he has a darker side he needs to protect me from.

Where do we go from here? Do I try to pretend to be his friend again or push him to open up to me and possibly lose him forever?

Graham

Sleeping with one of my best friends was not exactly a brilliant idea. It made things complicated, and I didn't do anything that threw my life into chaos. The fiancée her brother, Jack had stolen, had been part of my life plan, one more step I was taking to be somebody. Granted, I hadn't been in love with my intended bride, but I didn't really know how to love anybody.

I survived.

I pushed to achieve more.

I battled my way to the top of the heap in my pro football career..

I'm a total dick, and I don't want Lauren to see the side of me that would trample over anybody to work my way up in the world.

Lauren sees me as a hero, a title I'd never gain with anybody else in my life, so I wanted to keep her sheltered from the hard realities of my life. I wanted her to continue to think I was a nice guy when I was really just the opposite.

We never should have crossed the line of going from friends to lovers.

There's too much Lauren doesn't know about me, and I care enough about her that I don't want her to share my pain and the darkness that never sees daylight inside me.

I want her, but she's a woman I can never have. She's too smart, too sweet, and way too good for a guy like me.

Unfortunately, pushing her away becomes much more difficult than I'd planned...



J.S. "Jan" Scott is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author of steamy romance. She's an avid reader of all types of books and literature. Writing what she loves to read, J.S. Scott writes both contemporary steamy romance stories and paranormal romance. They almost always feature an Alpha Male and have a happily ever after because she just can't seem to write them any other way! She lives in the beautiful Rocky Mountains with her husband and two very spoiled German Shepherds.
Ruth Cardello hit the New York Times and USA Today Bestsellers Lists for the first time back in 2012. Millions of sales are evidence that her her books are akin to potato chips, addictive from the first one. She has created a multi-series billionaire world with a combination of escapism and realism that has gained her a faithful following of readers.

What Kindle Reviewers write about her:

"Wow hot at every page. Heart stopping, fear raging, mind blowing wonderful."

"I'm a true fan of Ms. Cardello. I ran on to her first book a few years back and have been hooked ever since. I could go on and on about the story like of this book, but I'm not. All of her books are total page turners, unique, heart wrenching, and I love them all. There isn't two alike in the bunch and I feel like i know the characters personally. I personally read 97 authors books. And I buy every book they put out. This author is in my top 10. Great job and keep them coming."

"Love this series. Got me to start reading again. I look forward to the next book. Thank you for giving me the love of reading back."

Ruth Cardello was born the youngest of 11 children in a small city in northern Rhode Island. She spent her young adult years moving as far away as she could from her large extended family. She lived in Boston, Paris, Orlando, New York--then came full circle and moved back to New England. She now happily lives one town over from the one she was born in. For her, family trumped the warmer weather and international scene.

She was an educator for 20 years, the last 11 as a kindergarten teacher. When her school district began cutting jobs, Ruth turned a serious eye toward her second love- writing and has never been happier. When she's not writing, you can find her chasing her children around her small farm or connecting with her readers online.

J.S. Scott




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