RELEASE DAY BLITZ: Black by T.L. Smith

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I am loyal, but I will betray you. 
I am strong, but I have scars. 
I am an angel, but the devil. 
I met her when I was sixteen and she was a breath of fresh air. She swooped in, making me smile. But then she left, taking my next breath with her. 
Her smile could light up a room, making my black heart pitter patter. 
I found her again ten years later, with a syringe in her arm. 
Blood coming from between her legs. 
She was broken and I was glad she was broken. She wouldn't think less of me and my damaged ways. 

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COVER REVEAL: RoomHate by Penelope Ward

(A standalone)

A Contemporary Romance novel

New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author
Penelope Ward

Cover designer: Letitia Hasser, r.b.a designs

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RELEASE DATE: February 15, 2016
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From New York Times Bestselling Author, Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel.

Sharing a summer house with a hot-as-hell roommate should be a dream come true, right?

Not when it’s Justin…the only person I’d ever loved…who now hates me.

When my grandmother died and left me half of the house on Aquidneck Island, there was a catch: the other half would go to the boy she helped raise.

The same boy who turned into the teenager whose heart I broke years ago.

The same teenager who’s now a man with a hard body and a hardass personality to match.

I hadn’t seen him in years, and now we’re living together because neither one of us is willing to give up the house.

The worst part? He didn’t come alone.

I’d soon realize there’s a thin line between love and hate. I could see through that smug smile. Beneath it all…the boy is still there. So is our connection.

The problem is…now that I can’t have Justin, I’ve never wanted him more.

Author's note – RoomHate is a full-length standalone novel. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

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Meet Penelope Ward

Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 11-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.

Other books from Penelope Ward

Sins of Sevin

Cocky Bastard

Stepbrother Dearest
Jake Undone (Jake #1)
My Skylar
Jake Understood (Jake #2)

REVIEW: Xavier Cold by Michelle Valentine


The conclusion to the New York Times bestselling romance that began in Phenomenal X, about one woman’s pulse-pounding relationship with a notorious bad-boy wrestler. “What’ll it be, Anna Cortez? Are you in, or are you out?” One momentary loss of control has now ruined everything Xavier Cold had going for himself. With his world unraveling fast, he’s willing to do anything to save not only his job but his relationship with the only woman he’s ever loved. Anna Cortez, still reeling from shock, tries desperately to save the man that’s consumed her heart, body and soul. She’ll have to dig deep and find courage she never knew she possessed to help Xavier fight demons from his past—a past that’s even more haunted than she ever imagined.

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***This is a second book in a series! Must Read Phenomenal  X to understand this book!***

So this book starts right where it left off in book#1.

Excitement from being to end. This story was a non stop back and forth of will or will Xavier and Anna.
  We finally get to understand Xavier & why he is the way he is with 
Anna &  damn he has this way to make us swoon!

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Yep I totally get how Michelle Valentine Joe Anoa'i as a muse to write this story!
He is all I pictured and it was a very nice visual to have while reading this book.

There were times while reading I wanted to wrestle Mr. Cold into a headlock to make him release his feelings.  He is definitely a stubborn ALPHA male that you want to hate but can't because you know he is tortured.  We are all suckers to help the tortured souls, especially when they say those right words to you that make your heart & panties melt.

Yes you will cry, feel angry and need a fan for all the hot scenes that  Mr. Cold (which by the way he is noooo way cold at all)  with Anna. I enjoyed their chemistry and stubbornness that had together.

Great ending to an awesome series!

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**ARC kindly provided in exchange for an honest review***

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Michelle A. Valentine is a Central Ohio nurse turned New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of erotic and New Adult romance. Her love of hard-rock music, tattoos, and sexy musicians inspired her erotic BLACK FALCON series. Website | Newsletter | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | Instagram Be a little naughty - join Valentine's Vixens on Facebook for sneak peeks at Michelle's upcoming works, as well as fun and chatting with her and other readers!

RELEASE DAY, EXCERPT & REVIEW: Sin & Suffer by Pepper Winters

"Some say the past is in the past. That vengeance will hurt both innocent and guilty. I never believed those lies. Once my lust for revenge is sated, I'll say goodbye to hatred. I'll find a new beginning."

She came from a past Arthur "Kill" Killian never forgot. She made him sin and made him suffer. She tugged him from the shadows and showed him he wasn't as dead as he thought. And with her resurrection came betrayal, deceit, and war.

But then they took her. Stole her. Imprisoned her.

Now Kill's carefully laid plans for vengeance are complete. He craves action, retribution-the blood of his enemies. War has begun. War is all they'll know until they've paid their penance. He will get her back-and rewrite their destiny . . .

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I’d been raised on a motorbike, and tonight was the first time that I didn’t find that freedom—that
peace. The loss of Cleo ate at my soul. The pain of failing her all over again threatened to crumble me into destruction.
I rode fast.
I rode hard.
But I felt as if I treaded water. Fought against demons. Got fucking
The hum of tires and growl of engines only worsened my emotional torture. Peace? What was that? I’d never find peace again if I failed her a second time.
The speedometer needle climbed higher, teasing the boundaries of red danger.
Hurry up, for Christ’s sake!
The journey from Pure Corruption to Dagger Rose was an endless fucking marathon.
Every stop sign was a mortal enemy, every traffic light my ultimate nemesis.
An hour we’d been driving and we hadn’t even passed the halfway point.
My teeth clenched harder as I hunched farther over the bike.
We were late.
We were late and I was fucking pissed.
I was livid at my weakness.
I was furious at my condition.
And I was incandescent with rage at Mo and Grasshopper for not finding some way to fix this clusterfuck.
The nurse at the hospital had filed charges against me and called the police. She’d done everything in her power to detain me, all because I couldn’t leash my temper. She’d refused to give me the forms to sign out. She’d held my fucking clothes hostage. She’d deliberately antagonized me to the point where I would’ve probably killed her if Grasshopper hadn’t taken me into a janitor’s closet, stolen some fat man’s clothes, and thrown them at me.
I growled under my breath, anxiety and anger circulating hot in my blood. I needed to fly. I needed this journey to fucking end.
I need her.
I shivered as hurtling wind sliced through the horrific Hawaiian print shirt encasing my broad torso. The sleeves were too short, the chest too tight, and I couldn’t look at the god-awful
track pants clinging to my legs.
I missed my leathers.
Shit, I missed my own damn bike.
Grasshopper’s custom Triumph was all wrong. The acceleration sluggish compared to my beast. The Pure Corruption logo of skulls and all-important abacas was drawn freehand with glowing flames on the frame.
The flames seared my heart.
My mind whooshed with burning houses, smoking remains, and charred dreams of ever growing old with the girl I loved. She’d witnessed her parents’ double homicide.
She’d almost burned to death.
All because I wasn’t strong enough to save her.
And I’m not strong enough to save her now.
The agony of the never-ceasing headache hollered in agreement.
I’m a liability. I don’t deserve her.
Every mile we charged, my injuries and shortcomings became more apparent.
My head hurt like a motherfucker.
My vision was frighteningly narrowed.
My mind slothfully slow.
The joy of thinking in algorithms, the speed of dealing with figures and equations was . . . damaged.
I was fuzzy.
I was lost.
I hated to admit it, but the doctor was right.
There’s something wrong with me.
Everything raged inside. I couldn’t find that calm—that control. I was on the cusp of wreaking my revenge—on the precipice of having everything I’d been working toward coming true.
I couldn’t afford to be broken now.
I can’t bear to be ruined when she needs me.
The roar of another Triumph coasted beside me.
I looked to the side.
Mo matched my speed, still managing to look badass even with
Grasshopper riding bitch on the back.
I felt empty, vulnerable at not having my usual weapons. But I’d refused to waste more time by returning home. Instead, I’d commandeered Grasshopper’s knife and his unregistered pistol and straddled his machine without asking.
What was his was mine. He’d get over it.
He worked for me. Not the other way around.
I’d been dead for too long believing Cleo was lost. I wouldn’t live in such hell again.
Yes, I had a shit-stirring headache. Yes, something was seriously fucking wrong with me.
But none of that mattered.
I have to get to Cleo.

Excerpted from SIN & SUFFER by Pepper Winters.
Copyright © 2016 by Pepper Winters. Used with permission of Grand Central Publishing. All rights reserved.

Yes!  I devoured this book because I was patiently (not really) waiting to find out what was going to happen next in this amazing series!


Okay, so book starts up right where we left off.  Get buckled in because this book takes you for ride that you that you will never forget!

Killian is on a mission to get answers for him and for his love Cleo.
He is on a straight mission and he had me totally yelling at him, wanting to smack him upside the head, loving him, wanting to be with him... I was on a serious roller coaster of emotions on what to think of Killian!

Yes, this book will have you an emotional wreck.  Shoot I was cursing, crying, laughing, guessing of who Kill and Cleo could trust or not.

And the chemistry between Kill & Cleo was hot, hot, hot!  Damn these 2 can steam up a room with their intensity of how they feel about one another.

I did no expect they way things finally got down.  Soo many surprises kept coming up that I lost count.  In a good way of course.

Such an amazing ending to this excellent series by Pepper Winters!

Go 1 click! This is a must read!

**ARC kindly provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review**

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About Pepper Winters
Pepper Winters is a New York Times and USA Today international bestseller. She loves dark romance, star-crossed lovers, as well as the forbidden and taboo. She strives to write a story that makes readers crave what they shouldn't, and delivers complex plots and unforgettable characters that keep readers talking long after the last page is turned.

On a personal note she loves to travel, has an addiction to creme brulee, and is married to an incredible Canadian who puts up with her endless work hours and accompanies her on signings. She's also a firm believer that the impossible can become possible.