Twisted Love

Title: Twisted Love
Author: R. Linda
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Editor: Spell Bound Editing Services
Cover Designer: Pink Ink Designs
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
Running.
It’s what I do. What I’ve always done.
For fitness. For fun.
And now for fear.
He took me. Trapped me. Destroyed me.
Broke me down, little by little.
His captive.
His slave.
His pet.
But…something unleashes.
Something forbidden. The passion. The pleasure.
It’s wrong. Unforgiving, and I should do what I do.
Run like Hell.
From this Twisted Love.

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R. Linda drinks wine and writes books.
A coffee addicted, tattoo enthusiastic fangirl with a slight obsession for a particular British boy band and solo artist, she is a writer of Contemporary YA/NA Romance and Suspense, sometimes dabbling in Paranormal as well.
Renee lives in Melbourne, Australia with her husband and two sons. When not writing she can often be found reading books to her children and cuddling up with them on the couch to watch their favourite movies.
Author Links:
Get up close and personal with R.Linda, as well as sneak peeks, awesome giveaways and exclusive content in her reader groups on:
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/group/show/697362-read-between-the-wines

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I didn’t even realise that I had reached for him, until Hendrix flinched at my touch. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” He shook his head.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked as I touched the small round cigarette burns.
“No.”
There were hundreds of them, dotting his. I traced my fingers over each one, feeling his pain. My heart clenched.
Hendrix’s breathing increased and I wondered if I was pushing him too far, but he still didn’t stop me.
My hand drifted down to a large triangular scar on his lower back. I traced the slightly curved edges and winced in pain as I thought about what could have caused such a bad scar.
“What did he do to you?” I whispered so soft I wasn’t sure Hendrix heard.
“Hot iron. My shirt was wrinkled and I looked like a slob.”
“Oh, Hendrix.”
“I was eleven.”
If it were possible for my heart to break any more, it did, right then.
Shattered.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as images of an eleven-year-old Hendrix being held down by Ray flashed through my mind.
“I’m so sorry,” I whispered into his back, wrapping my arms around his waist until they came to rest on his stomach. His hands found mine, covering them completely. His body trembled, and I had no idea how to comfort him. How to take away the pain, torment, torture.
I pressed my lips to a scar on his shoulder and he tensed, tightened his fingers around mine. I wanted to make him feel better, make him forget the pain of his past for just a little while.
Throwing caution to the wind, I turned him to face me.
“Lucy.” His voice was low, gravelly. “Stop.”
“No.” I cupped his cheek with my hand and pressed my lips together in a small smile. “Kiss me.”
He froze. Conflict warred in his eyes as he lowered his gaze and dragged it leisurely over my body.
I just wanted a moment for us to both forget. For Hendrix to lose himself in me and forget his past. I wanted to forget where I was, forget that my life was hell. I wanted to feel something other than hatred, and Hendrix’s kisses and fingers on my skin always sparked something in me; a fire, a desire that I constantly had to extinguish. But right then, maybe it was the fact he was trying so hard to be noble and do the right thing, I just wanted to give into the flames and burn with him.
As if following my train of thought, Hendrix’s eyes flashed to life, a low growl erupted from his throat and he slammed his mouth down on mine. My hands were in his hair, my lips moulded to his, a small whimper escaped. And I really didn’t know if it was me or him. Or if it was out of pleasure, comfort, or fear. It didn’t matter. It just was.
His hands cupped my face as he stepped back. Breathing hard, he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against mine. “Can I tell you something?” he whispered against my lips.
“Yes.”
“I’m scared, Lucy. I’m scared I can’t fix this.” His voice was full of pain, anguish.
“Me too.” I pressed myself closer to him, needing the comfort and needing to comfort him.
“I won’t let him touch you, Lucy. At all. He’ll have to kill me first, okay? I promise you, you will be safe.”
I kissed him again.
Gave in to the flames
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7 Deadly Sins – Wrath

BLURB

HARLOW

WRATH – Defined by the dictionary as Extreme Anger. Outrage.
The perfect description of how I felt.
I was out for revenge, but was I looking in the right place?
Could I set aside my grief to find the truth?

DRAKE

When I first laid eyes on the woman, I knew she’d be mine.
She was sass and sexiness wrapped up in one tempting package.
Beneath the package though, was an anger which ran bone deep.
Sadness like I’d never seen before marred her beautiful eyes.
I would tilt the world on it’s axis to bring her the happiness she deserved.

 

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KAY MAREE

Hi my name is Kay Maree and I’m a wife, mother of 3 and I love to write Instant Love with twists and turns with a bit of suspense thrown in.

My debut novel is called Angel Mine and was released in early 2017.

I live in Newcastle, on the New South Wales coast of Australia with my husband and three beautiful children.

Between being a taxi for my children, and working full-time, I somehow find the time to write. It’s something I love with a passion and with the encouragement of my very supportive husband, I have accomplished one of my dreams – releasing my first novel.

I hope you fall in love with my characters as much as I have.

I love reading and getting lost in a good book when I manage to snatch five minutes to myself.

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Inked Temptation

BLURB

ALLY
Guilt had me wrapped inside her cloak like a black fog.
Death and her poison consumed me day in and day out.
The vortex of grief captured my soul.
Until….
Temptation is dangled before me, enticing me to taste. Will it be sweet or sour?
Should I walk away or chance finding the love which will shatter my dark secrets and bring me back into the light? The love which could make my broken soul whole again.
Could this be the lifeline I so desperately need to pull me from the pit of despair and the drowning rapids of her disgust and disapproval?
Could he be the one to breathe new life into me?

XAVIER
Family.
Ink.
My brothers.
Sand.
Surf.
Everything that matters.
My weakness – emotion.
My mother is my world and as her memory fades, my inked exterior is shattered.
My mind is sucked into a vortex of darkness with no thought of ever finding love.
Love means only pain – the pain I see every day in my father’s eyes as his soul mate slowly slips away.
Then…….
Like lightning on a summer’s day, I’m blindsided.
She was there before me, so near but so far. My fingers twitched to touch her. My arms ached to hold her.
Could this be the soul I needed to help me breathe in this world?
Could she be the one to take away the pain?
If you found someone who could help you breathe, could you give that up?

 

BUY LINKS

Amazon US
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Amazon AU
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KAY MAREE

Hi my name is Kay Maree and I’m a wife, mother of 3 and I love to write Instant Love with twists and turns with a bit of suspense thrown in.

My debut novel is called Angel Mine and was released in early 2017.

I live in Newcastle, on the New South Wales coast of Australia with my husband and three beautiful children.

Between being a taxi for my children, and working full-time, I somehow find the time to write. It’s something I love with a passion and with the encouragement of my very supportive husband, I have accomplished one of my dreams – releasing my first novel.

I hope you fall in love with my characters as much as I have.

I love reading and getting lost in a good book when I manage to snatch five minutes to myself.

SOCIAL LINKS

Facebook

Twitter

Website

Street Team

Inked Temptation

BLURB

ALLY
Guilt had me wrapped inside her cloak like a black fog.
Death and her poison consumed me day in and day out.
The vortex of grief captured my soul.
Until….
Temptation is dangled before me, enticing me to taste. Will it be sweet or sour?
Should I walk away or chance finding the love which will shatter my dark secrets and bring me back into the light? The love which could make my broken soul whole again.
Could this be the lifeline I so desperately need to pull me from the pit of despair and the drowning rapids of her disgust and disapproval?
Could he be the one to breathe new life into me?

XAVIER
Family.
Ink.
My brothers.
Sand.
Surf.
Everything that matters.
My weakness – emotion.
My mother is my world and as her memory fades, my inked exterior is shattered.
My mind is sucked into a vortex of darkness with no thought of ever finding love.
Love means only pain – the pain I see every day in my father’s eyes as his soul mate slowly slips away.
Then…….
Like lightning on a summer’s day, I’m blindsided.
She was there before me, so near but so far. My fingers twitched to touch her. My arms ached to hold her.
Could this be the soul I needed to help me breathe in this world?
Could she be the one to take away the pain?
If you found someone who could help you breathe, could you give that up?

 

BUY LINKS

Amazon US
Amazon UK
Amazon AU
Amazon CA

KAY MAREE

Hi my name is Kay Maree and I’m a wife, mother of 3 and I love to write Instant Love with twists and turns with a bit of suspense thrown in.

My debut novel is called Angel Mine and was released in early 2017.

I live in Newcastle, on the New South Wales coast of Australia with my husband and three beautiful children.

Between being a taxi for my children, and working full-time, I somehow find the time to write. It’s something I love with a passion and with the encouragement of my very supportive husband, I have accomplished one of my dreams – releasing my first novel.

I hope you fall in love with my characters as much as I have.

I love reading and getting lost in a good book when I manage to snatch five minutes to myself.

SOCIAL LINKS

Facebook

Twitter

Website

Street Team

Second Chance’s Kiss

 
 
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Second Chance’s Kiss
by E.M. Shue
 
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Genre: Romantic Suspense
Series: Securities International; Book 5
 
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Bekah is the receptionist for Securities International and a widowed mother. Quiet, reserved, and elegant. That’s what they see, but the truth is far darker. She’s an elite hacker who has been in hiding for most of her life. Her past and secrets cover her body with the images her soul wants to bare. Her desires run dark. Now the man she’s slowly been losing her heart too is lying in a hospital bed dying. Bekah did what she could to save him putting her own and her young daughter’s lives in danger. Protecting Meghan at all costs is Bekah’s top priority. But when the threat comes to close Bekah will come out of the shadows and not only hack whoever she needs to but will fight with the talents Securities International has taught her.
 
Derek is broken. His life is hanging by a thread and the woman he’s willing to take a second chance on is Sir’s next target. He’ll push his body to its very last breath to save Bekah and Meghan. Derek will sacrifice himself to protect them. He’s ready to live a full life and take a chance on love with the fiery red-head. He’s prepared to open up his desires to her. But will it be enough? Are his passion and strength enough to heal the wounds they both carry? Is Bekah ready to let him lead?
 
When the clock is ticking, and the bullets are spent will Bekah and Derek find their second chance?
 
In the fifth installment of Securities International, Sir is reveal, but another is waiting to take his place. The team is separated, are they weaker when they’re divided? And one member is willing to sacrifice their future. Guns, motorcycles, and explosions ensue in this hot and steamy happily for now.
 
 
 
 
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Bender

Title: Bender
Author: M. Stratton
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s Reviews & PR
Since high school everyone thought Jake Bender would end up behind bars; after all, he comes from a long line of bad boys. He spent years away from the place he called home. When he finally comes back, everyone thinks he’s just a punk kid all grown up who’s now running a dive bar called The Night Club. What they don’t know is he heads up a special task force, which cleans up neighborhoods and makes them safe again.
Stormy Ryan has always felt more comfortable with her books than with people. She loves to spend her days within the pages of her books. When her second-hand bookstore is robbed for the third time in as many months, her employees quit leaving her to run the shop on her own. With the pressure of having to deal with her shop and people, not to mention the declining neighborhood, she is at the end of her rope.
When closing up her shop late one night, she is held up and the neighborhood bad boy saves her, putting both of them at the forefront of a psychotic’s obsession.
Being bad has never looked so good.
**DISCLAIMER** This is a dark thriller and not for everyone.
M. Stratton is an International Amazon bestselling author in the romantic suspense and mystery suspense categories for her Storm Series and Bender. She lives with her husband and son in Arizona, which is a big difference from where she grew up north of Chicago, Illinois. As an only child she learned to tell herself stories to make the long winters go by quicker while dreaming of summer vacations. Now as an adult she still makes up stories to pass the time, but now she writes them down to share with other people.
Stratton is a self-proclaimed dork who loves to make people laugh. Her inner rock star is always on stage performing to a sold out crowd, but she quiet and shy on the outside. She spends her days plotting new ways to surprise her readers.
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Twisted Love

Title: Twisted Love
Author: R. Linda
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Editor: Lori Whitwam
Cover Designer: Pink Ink Designs
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
Running.
It’s what I do. What I’ve always done.
For fitness. For fun.
And now for fear.
He took me. Trapped me. Destroyed me.
Broke me down, little by little.
His captive.
His slave.
His pet.
But…something unleashes.
Something forbidden. The passion. The pleasure.
It’s wrong. Unforgiving, and I should do what I do.
Run like Hell.
From this Twisted Love.
Buy Link:
R. Linda drinks wine and writes books.
A coffee addicted, tattoo enthusiastic fangirl with a slight obsession for a particular British boy band and solo artist, she is a writer of Contemporary YA/NA Romance and Suspense, sometimes dabbling in Paranormal as well.
Renee lives in Melbourne, Australia with her husband and two sons. When not writing she can often be found reading books to her children and cuddling up with them on the couch to watch their favourite movies.
Author Links:
Get up close and personal with R.Linda, as well as sneak peeks, awesome giveaways and exclusive content in her reader groups on:
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/group/show/697362-read-between-the-wines

Buy Link:

 

I didn’t even realise that I had reached for him, until Hendrix flinched at my touch. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” He shook his head.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked as I touched the small round cigarette burns.
“No.”
There were hundreds of them, dotting his. I traced my fingers over each one, feeling his pain. My heart clenched.
Hendrix’s breathing increased and I wondered if I was pushing him too far, but he still didn’t stop me.
My hand drifted down to a large triangular scar on his lower back. I traced the slightly curved edges and winced in pain as I thought about what could have caused such a bad scar.
“What did he do to you?” I whispered so soft I wasn’t sure Hendrix heard.
“Hot iron. My shirt was wrinkled and I looked like a slob.”
“Oh, Hendrix.”
“I was eleven.”
If it were possible for my heart to break any more, it did, right then.
Shattered.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as images of an eleven-year-old Hendrix being held down by Ray flashed through my mind.
“I’m so sorry,” I whispered into his back, wrapping my arms around his waist until they came to rest on his stomach. His hands found mine, covering them completely. His body trembled, and I had no idea how to comfort him. How to take away the pain, torment, torture.
I pressed my lips to a scar on his shoulder and he tensed, tightened his fingers around mine. I wanted to make him feel better, make him forget the pain of his past for just a little while.
Throwing caution to the wind, I turned him to face me.
“Lucy.” His voice was low, gravelly. “Stop.”
“No.” I cupped his cheek with my hand and pressed my lips together in a small smile. “Kiss me.”
He froze. Conflict warred in his eyes as he lowered his gaze and dragged it leisurely over my body.
I just wanted a moment for us to both forget. For Hendrix to lose himself in me and forget his past. I wanted to forget where I was, forget that my life was hell. I wanted to feel something other than hatred, and Hendrix’s kisses and fingers on my skin always sparked something in me; a fire, a desire that I constantly had to extinguish. But right then, maybe it was the fact he was trying so hard to be noble and do the right thing, I just wanted to give into the flames and burn with him.
As if following my train of thought, Hendrix’s eyes flashed to life, a low growl erupted from his throat and he slammed his mouth down on mine. My hands were in his hair, my lips moulded to his, a small whimper escaped. And I really didn’t know if it was me or him. Or if it was out of pleasure, comfort, or fear. It didn’t matter. It just was.
His hands cupped my face as he stepped back. Breathing hard, he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against mine. “Can I tell you something?” he whispered against my lips.
“Yes.”
“I’m scared, Lucy. I’m scared I can’t fix this.” His voice was full of pain, anguish.
“Me too.” I pressed myself closer to him, needing the comfort and needing to comfort him.
“I won’t let him touch you, Lucy. At all. He’ll have to kill me first, okay? I promise you, you will be safe.”
I kissed him again.
Gave in to the flames

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