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#BookTour #Giveaway Mafia Boss by Khardine Gray

Mafia Boss
The Accidental Mafia Queen Book 1
by Khardine Gray
Genre: Contemporary Mafia Romance
Better to be at the right hand of the devil than in his path…
When you come from a crime family, you have a name to live up to. My
enemies know I’m a bastard who shows no mercy—exactly the
cold-hearted don my father would want me to be. Except we’re not the
one’s in charge. Yet…
The Boss wants me to take over his billion dollar business, and the only
way that’s happening is if I can win the heart of his cop daughter. I
planned to treat her just like all the other women who meant nothing
to me, but everything about her is tempting. Her beauty, her body,
her soul. Money and Power. That’s all this was supposed to be
about…
Falling in love wasn’t part of the plan. Neither was finding out that her
father has a hidden agenda, and I’m just a pawn in his game.
MAFIA BOSS is The Godfather and The Sopranos with the sexy edge of a
drool-worthy Alpha male. Fans of R.R. Banks and Vi Keeland are gonna
love this…
**Only .99 cents!!**
Khardine Gray is a contemporary romance author who lives in England with her
husband, two kids, and three crazy ferrets.

She is well traveled, cultured, and a woman with a passion for dancing
and ice skating.
When not writing you can catch her shopping, indulging on pizza and hot
chocolate, or hanging out with her family and friends.
No need to spend money on an airline ticket. Simply pick up one of
Khardine’s books to become immersed in the fascinating stories and
characters she creates.
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#BookTour #SneakPeek Love Don’t Live Here Anymore by Keke Renee

Love Don’t Live Here Anymore
Andrew Sisters Book 1
by Keke Renee
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Vanessa Andrew is done with love. She decided that from now on, everyone she
meets is a suspect. All she wants to do is focus on building her
clothing store up, but her plans take an interesting turn when a
chance meeting with the handsome owner of the building leaves her
confused, frustrated, and her heart pounding.
Isaiah Reed, a playboy by night and business mogul by day, acquires a nearly
defunct property; he has no idea that a curvaceous designer is poised
to fight him at every turn.
Will the pair on opposite sides of a fight join forces in and out of the
bedroom or will their head-to-head challenge lead to disaster?
Warning:
13k Short Story, Adult language, fast paced, explicit sex scenes, with
a HFN.This is not a sweet and fluffy romance.

 


Forty-five minutes later, I was getting out of my Uber, carrying a sketchbook, coffee mug, and listening to a classic Tamia song “Stranger in My House” as I returned a text message on my phone. While closing the door of the Uber, engrossed in my phone, I bumped into a hard body and fell on my ass, spilling my favorite coffee on my dress, phone, and shoes.
I blew a frustrated breath of air. “What the hell?” I yelled at the person that wasn’t paying attention.

“Excuse me,” he replied as he gathered his things and bent down to help me, feeling annoyed with his closeness and my vagina thumping wanting to jump his bones.
Smacked his hand away, I stood up and cursed at the coffee stain on my new dress. “Look what you did!”
“Lady, you ran into me. If you weren’t so caught up in texting your boyfriend you’d notice someone coming,” he informed me and started to walk around to go into the office building I was entering.
“For your information, I wasn’t texting a boyfriend. I was replying to a client and why am I explaining myself to a stranger,” I responded in annoyance, grabbing my purse, phone, and sketchbook off the ground. I wiped the liquid off my hands, face, and legs. I noticed he was holding the door and I rolled my eyes as I walked ahead of him.
“So now you decide to be a Gentleman. All men are just the-”
“Sweetie, my day was going well until you opened your mouth. If you’re done or finished, I’d like to get on with my business. You’re not hurt so you don’t need medical assistance,” He told me and walked off toward the elevator.
“I’m not your Sweetie, asshole!” I shouted behind his back.
The demanding tone and angered glare had me a little scared, at the same time wet. I promised myself after dealing with Troy I’d never date again, but seeing this tall drink of water standing in front of me up close, had me rethinking a few things. He was about 6’3 in height, with a moustache and goatee lined up to perfection with no bumps. Whoever his barber is, they’re doing a great job. Made me want to rub my hand up and down his cheek. He had a low-cut wave with sharp cheekbones and broad nose. His lips were full, and his skin was a deep brown. His eyes were deep-set, kind of bugged out with me annoying him, framed with thick, trimmed eyebrows.
Shaking off any impure thoughts and walking toward the elevator, I got on as the crowd piled inside. Just my luck we ended up next to each other in the back, with my back to his chest. The heat radiating off his breath on my neck caused butterflies in my stomach and moisture in my panties. I closed my eyes. Stay focused.
The elevator finally stopped on my floor and lo and behold, I almost stumbled trying to get through the crowd, he ends up getting off at the same level.
“Are you following me?” I questioned as we both turned in the same direction.
“Don’t flatter yourself,” he responded and walked off toward another glass door, and I stopped at the receptionist desk. Her name reads Pamela.
“Welcome to Reed and Associates. How can I help you?” Pamela asked.
“Yes, I have an appointment with an Isaiah Reed about my store, “A Style’s Eye” on 2324 Benson Street in Burbank. It’s currently on the market to be sold, and I recently signed a year’s lease. I have paperwork from the owners of the building that my lease is null and void, because they sold the building to Reed and Associates without even giving much notice.”
“Do you have an appointment Miss?” Pamela asked rudely and typed my name into the computer.
“Miss Andrew, and no Pamela, I don’t have an appointment, and I’m not leaving until I speak with someone in charge!” I raised my voice.
She clenched her fists and looked around at everyone in the lobby watching us.
“I could have security escort you out,” Pamela smugly replied.
A Tennessee native and CA dreaming Author Keke Renee is living and
striving to continue her passion of writing Short Story romances from
Erotic, Paranormal and Urban fiction. She also writes under the name
Chiquita Dennie.
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#BookTour #SneakPeek The Anastasia Series by Lily Raine

Destria Waves
Anastasia Series Book 1
by Lily Raine
Genre: YA Paranormal Fantasy
Anastasia has always been different, and not just because she knows over
fifteen languages and prefers to be alone. After she was attacked
while visiting family in Russia over seven years ago, Ana has been
able to heal rapidly amongst other things. Unable to accept her own
immortality, despite increasing proof, she goes away to Joya Del Mar
Arts Academy with her two cousins, Jo and Mason. Instead of worrying
about recitals and dance steps, Ana discovers a secret world of
demons, mermaids and angels. Their only connection however, seems to
be an increasing need to find her so that the demons can force Ana to
bring back their master.

After transforming a bear into a human boy, Ana can no longer hide her
abilities and struggles with the idea that she is not human, although
she does not know what she is. When a mysterious man in a mask
continues to stalk Ana with the intention of getting her to eat a
blue flower, Ana gets the sinking suspicion that the man in the mask
is the same young man who destroyed her life seven years prior. When
Ana discovers a secret lair hidden beneath the waves where the demons
are regrouping, Ana realizes she has a terrible choice to make.
Sacrifice her life and the life of the mermaids who fuel the
underwater power source, or escape and allow the demons free reign to
destroy the human world. But if Ana chooses to accept her
immortality, then the life of her cousins and boyfriend, Daniel, will
forever be compromised.

Slowly, he perched the violin on his shoulder and raised his bow. There was a wave of whispers going around the room, but that all stopped when he began to play. The piece was slow, but didn’t lack depth. I found my head swimming with emotion as the music took over my mind. I lost sight of his fingers moving and the crescendo of sounds buckled down over my ears until every note reverberated twice fold.

Then I smelled the flowers. Why now? Mason was still on stage, his arm perfectly bent, his dark Japanese hair framed around his face. But the pale haired woman with the beautiful wings stood beside him, her lithe fingers inches from his strands of hair. Holding my breath, I tried to move forward to push her away from him, but she only chuckled.

In my head, her words were like air. “I would not harm your shikisha. You would not manage without.”

Then there was applause so loud my ears were deaf to everything else. I closed my eyes and when I looked up, she was gone. Finding my feeling in my hands, I clapped until my skin felt raw.

There were many more auditions before mine. Dance solos that were both lively and solemn, violin, flute, and piano pieces. And drama monologues of all kinds. After four hours, it was my turn, and with weary legs from sitting for so long, I trudged up the stairs.
It was courteous to stay after you’d auditioned, so there were still a lot of students remaining in the hot auditorium. I could only hope they would turn the air on for the actual concert.

Behind the stage was a darkened narrow space with stairs leading down to where I assumed the dressing rooms were. The layout seemed common enough for a large stage.
In a daze, I brushed against a guy standing near the curtain. I muttered an apology, but I could feel his eyes on me as I made my way to the end of the line.

My hand was warm where I’d grazed his arm, but when I tried to look at him, I saw he was already on stage. He was tall, so I could see he had light brown hair tinged with golden streaks. He kept his back to me as he crossed over to the piano and clumsily sat down. He looked more nervous than Nora had.

I’d always thought Mason was the best teenage musician I’d ever heard. But the sounds that came from the brunette’s fingers drove me into a whole new state of appreciation.
If they did a duet, they would be able to bring people to tears.

The Demon King’s Assassin
Anastasia Series Book 2
After destroying the Demon King’s lair, Anastasia Sokolov believes her
and her cousin’s lives are finally safe. Unfortunately, when a King
who practices necromancy is determined, more than mermaids are needed
to destroy the demon clan.
Anastasia’s cousin Jo, has warned her to keep away from their new accountant,
dashing and handsome, Arkin. Arkin is infatuated with Anastasia, but
it isn’t until he asks for her help she comes to realize why. In a
desperate attempt to become immortal, Arkin had joined the demonic,
Destria Organization. But when a deadly assassin learns of his plans
to escape, Arkin turns to the only one who can save him.

With the King’s ability to change bodies each time he dies, there is no
way of telling friends from enemies apart. As the assassin threatens
to destroy any hope of peace, Anastasia learns just how inhuman her
friends and boyfriend really are.
A dagger from the other world, creatures who are neither human nor
animal, and a web comic detailing future events are all Anastasia can
rely on. And when the assassin’s interests turn to her beloved
cousin, Mason, where is the line between who should live and who
should die?

My mind pounded viciously within the confines of my skull. I reached for the cup of cold tea beside my bed and felt stability when my fingers clasped the bone white china handle. The same dream that had been haunting me for weeks had once again made an appearance. Unlike the other times, I recognized the boy with the glasses.

There was no denying the boy was Daniel as he pleaded for me to save him with his emerald green eyes.

Shivering, I could still feel the cold within my bones from diving into the icy depths to save Daniel. When I’d had visions of the woman in white, I had literally been rendered immobile no matter where I was or what I was doing. But with these dreams, the moment I regained consciousness, they were gone.

I was afraid. Afraid I would never be able to find the demon king. But what made me more worried was whether or not I wanted to.

All I wanted was to find the person who had killed my family.

Setting the cup down, I plucked my music box from my nightstand and turned the knob. The twinkling music flooded my room, eradicating the looming silence.

Slipping from between my sheets, I padded over to the window. Thick blankets of snow clung to the earth and the sun was just starting to rise.

A low guttural noise made my breath catch in my throat. Standing in the break in the trees was a large black bear streaked with brown. For as long as the Sokolovs had been living in Bay Shore, there had never been a bear sighting. Without thinking, I pulled on my boots and grabbed a coat before racing down the stairs and bursting through the front door.

“Jolan?” I whispered.

The bear was gone, but I saw the unmistakable shape of paws darting into the woods and quickly followed them.

There were so many things I had to say to my friend. It had been my fault for turning him into a human, and then I’d selfishly asked him to die with me because I’d been scared. I held onto the vain hope he was alive, and if I could just catch up….

“Wait, Jolan.”

Gasping and out of breath, I stopped as the tracks abruptly ended. A bare bush devoid of leaves beside a tree had been uprooted.

I felt something inside me shatter and prepared to turn back to the warmth of the Sokolov mansion when a tiny thread of glittering metal stopped me.

As I peeled away the broken branches of the bush, I uncovered a knife with a gleaming blade. The handle was rather ordinary, but it was the five-inch blade that captivated me. It looked like it was made of a bluish metal I’d never seen before, like a hybrid of sapphire and diamond.

I pressed the small button and the blade retracted.

I felt foolish and wanted to chuck the knife, but something in me stopped. Upon closer inspection, I saw the handle was carved with an intricate wood pattern of a bear. Even if Jolan had only been a figment of my dreams, the knife wasn’t.

Lily Raine, author of the Anastasia Series, is happy to be part of World
Castle Publishing. Lily lives in Michigan where when it’s not cold,
the weather and the lakes are beautiful. Lily married her best
friend, Thomas, when she was eighteen years-old. They live together
with their two cats, Misaki and Mason.

Lily enjoys biking, swimming, dancing, painting, and going anywhere there
are animals. She is currently working on her Master’s Degree from
Wayne State University. Afterwards, she hopes to own her own practice.
Lily loves young adult novels, particularly ones with paranormal elements.
She also really enjoys LGBT literature with young adult characters
and wishes there were more with paranormal aspects.
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#BookTour The Corpse Whisperer by H. R. Boldwood

The Corpse Whisperer
An Allie Nighthawk Mystery Book 1
by H.R. Boldwood
Genre: Urban Fantasy, Mystery
Welcome to the world of Allie Nighthawk, corpse whisperer and badass zombie
hunter.
If you raise deadheads, you’d better be able to put ‘em down. Nobody
said it was pretty. But in this day, when vampires aren’t just for
breakfast anymore, and the dead are disposable pawns for
necromancers, someone has to ante up. Looks like I won the lotto.
Imagine my delight. You should thank me, really, because the world is
batshit crazy.”
When the zombie population spikes and no one knows why, it’s up to Allie
to solve the mystery. But there’s a hitch. She’s stuck
babysitting Leo Abruzzi, a zombie-bitten gangster who’s turning
state’s evidence. But the mob and a powerful necromancer will stop
at nothing to take Leo and Allie down.
Allie Nighthawk is Anita Blake on steroids, with a fondness for leather and
Jack on the rocks. She has a healthy dose of Stephanie Plum and
Rachel Morgan in her, too, though she’d never admit it.
The battle between good and evil just got wicked fun.
H.R. Boldwood is a writer of horror and speculative fiction. In another
incarnation, Boldwood is a Pushcart Prize nominee and was awarded the
2009 Bilbo Award for creative writing by Thomas More College.
Publication credits include, “Killing it Softly,” “Short
Story America,” “Bete Noir,” “Everyday Fiction,”
“Toys in the Attic,” “Floppy Shoes Apocalypse II,”
“Pilcrow and Dagger,” and “Sirens Call.”
Boldwood’s characters are often disreputable and not to be trusted. They are
kicked to the curb at every conceivable opportunity. No
responsibility is taken by this author for the dastardly and
sometimes criminal acts committed by this ragtag group of miscreants.
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