The Bad Ones by Stylo Fantome *RELEASE BLITZ, GIVEAWAY and REVIEW*

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Love isn't always bright and shiny.

Sometimes, it's dirty and wrong, buried six feet deep in a secret place where only wild things dare to go. Hidden behind a big black curtain that covers things no one should ever see.

Sometimes it happens between two people who should never be allowed to come together. One who is a match, and the other who just happens to be gasoline.

One strike is all it takes to burn the whole world down, and that's exactly what they plan on doing.

Even if it kills them.

warning: this book contains graphic sex, extremely brutal violence, bad language, and people repeatedly and knowingly breaking the law.

Con finally unlocked the doors and she hefted herself into the massive vehicle. They sat in silence for a while, their breath fogging up the glass. Then he opened his mouth. “Did he touch you?” Dulcie knew he wasn't asking about the homeless man. “Not in any way that counts,” she replied, turning to look at him. His hands had moved to grip the steering wheel. “So he has touched you.” “Jared was just an experiment, I wanted to see if -” “You let him fucking touch you.” “You fucking left me!” she was suddenly screaming. He didn't even flinch, just gripped the steering wheel harder. “You fucking left me in this fucking town, without a goddamn goodbye! Without a goddamn word! God, you have no idea what it's been like. That fucking camera, all those drawings. And there's all these people, and talking, and feeling this way, and all the blackness, and I don't even know what's wrong with me, and nothing. You come back, and it's like nothing to you. Oh hey, Dulcie. Where's your sketchbook, Dulcie. Come to a party, Dulcie. Let me just fuck this chick in the woods, Dulcie. So you know what? Yeah, he fucking touched me. I let him fucking touch me. And I hated every minute of it, and I would pretend it was you, and I would hate you, and I would hate myself, and I just let it happen.” Con lunged across the seat, and absurdly, her first thought was “wow, he's really fast” before his fingers wrapped around her throat. She wasn't fazed, though, and she pushed right back, slapping him across the face. This only caused him to clench both hands around her neck and he yanked her forward, dragging her to him so their faces were only inches apart. “Stupid little Dulcie,” he whispered, his breath hot against her lips. She held onto his wrists and glared at him, but didn't try to pull away. His fingers got tighter. “So scared of the big bad wolf.” “I'm not … scared of you,” she managed to gasp out, but then his grip grew so tight he completely cut off her oxygen. “Of course you aren't scared of me. I'm not the wolf. You are.” So that's what was hiding behind the curtain. I wish you'd told me sooner, Con. We could've reveled in our darkness together. It felt like a weight was lifted off her back. She'd been pretending for so long, and she hadn't even realized it. Had conditioned herself to do it. It was easier to believe Con was the darkness, and she was simply drawn to it. Basking in his wake. But it was all a lie – she was every bit as dark as him. They were the same animal. She'd just been better at deceiving herself. And now they'd evolved into something else, into a new, higher being. Her lungs were throbbing, screaming for oxygen. She could feel her pulse pounding behind her face. Her mouth was open, but she couldn't make a sound. Black spots danced in front of her eyes, yet still they stared at each other. Recognizing each other, maybe for the first time ever. Maybe for the last time. What a way to die, looking into the face of this beautiful boy. What a gift.  

Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since ..., forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball - I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I'm clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don't trust anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can't understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

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Stylo Fantome's THE BAD ONES Release Day Blitz

 5 Stars

A tale of the football hero falling for the girl from the wrong side of the tracks. Unfortunately for everyone else, looks definitely can be deceiving.

This was was a whole new take on a story from Stylo. I fell in love with this author from the Kane Trilogy. Her impeccable and dynamic writing skills, drew me into the depths of sin and I have been wallowing in the shallow after the Kane Trilogy. Just waiting for something just as delicious. And, the wait was well worth it. 

An enticingly dark and erotic read, bathed in blood and inner turmoil. Where two teenagers fall in love, not because opposites attract. But because the Darkness  in their souls calls to the other. 

Dulcie and Constantine are two lost souls looking for meaning in their lives. They each know that there is something missing and that they are not what people would consider "normal" individuals. Not because of there circumstances but due to their personal feelings about the world. Their need for despair, pain and utter chaos. Sees them both reveling in the darkness.

This story is filled with turmoil, and yet, it's so emotive. The destructiveness of both Constantine and Dulcie as individuals is amazing, but together. It's simply masterful. A work of art created from pain.

Dulcie's character was one of vulnerability. Yet, her strength in lieu of her vulnerability, shone through.

The Bad Ones is simply a must read. Intoxicating, dark and gritty and filled with so much promise.

*ARC provided by the author for an honest review* Thanks!!

Dirty Bastard by Emily Minton & Shelley Springfield *COVER REVEAL & GIVEAWAY*

Title: Dirty Bastard

Series: Grim Bastards MC

Authors: Emily Minton & Shelley Springfield

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: April 25, 2016
Cover Artist: Cover Me Darling

She's a biker chick with an edge.

Daughter of an MC president, Trix Slade is used to living on the wild side, but nothing prepares her for being kidnapped by the Grim Bastards MC. Hellbent on getting back home, Trix will do anything to get away from her captors--anything. There’s only one problem, Boz is as sexy as he is wild-- a tempting combination for a woman like Trix.

He's a bastard with a soul.

The Bastards’ president, Boz Creed, wants to bring Trix’s father down and knows the best way to get to him is by using his precious daughter. Determined to get the revenge he seeks, Boz is willing to do anything to get what he wants--anything. There’s only one problem, Trix is as sexy as she is stubborn--a deadly combination for a man like Boz.

Can love between two rival clubs survive without someone taking the ultimate fall?

His lips press against mine again in a soul shattering kiss. It's slow and gentle, soft. This kiss is unlike any we’ve ever shared before; unlike any kiss I’ve ever had in my life. It is pure love coming off both of us, melding us together as one.

Slowly pulling away, he pushes me over onto my back. He makes his way down my body, only stopping to place a kiss on both of my pebbled nipples before pulling my legs apart. His talented mouth covers my core as his tongue slips between my folds and runs over my sensitive clit. He sucks my clit into his mouth, scraping his teething over the sensitive nub. One of his fingers slips into me, gliding in and out at a leisurely pace.

His tongue circles my clit once, then again, before he sucks it into his mouth. He adds another finger, then curves them up to reach my G-spot. The gentle suction, along with his finger rubbing my flesh, pulls an earth shattering orgasm from my body.

Bringing my hands to his dark locks, I moan out his name. “Boz.”

I’m still catching my breath as he makes his way up my body, once again stopping to place a kiss on each of my breasts.  Then his lips are on mine again, for another gentle yet deep kiss. I can taste myself on him. The flavor of the two of us combined is completely intoxicating, causing an aftershock to course through my body.

He pulls away long enough to grab a condom and roll it on, then brings his mouth back to mine. His hardness is nudging at me, asking for entrance.  Instead of sinking in, he runs the head of his cock through my juices before settling back where he belongs.

Lifting my hips just enough for the tip to ease in, I look him in the eyes. “You are amazing.”

His eyes are locked on mine as he enters me inch by inch, slowly sliding deeper. “Never felt anything better, darlin’.”

I lift my hips again, forcing him to move with me. He slowly pulls out of my depths then glides back inside. He pulls out again and again, thrusting back in a bit harder each time. I wrap my legs around his waist, resting them right above his ass, then lock my feet at the ankles. After that, I simply hang on and enjoy the pleasure of him filling me.

“Nothing could be better than this,” I say with a sigh, closing my eyes.

His thrusts gain speed, going a bit deeper each time. His hips rock back and forth, grinding against me each time he bottoms out. When he changes angles, causing his pelvic bone to brush over my clit, the constant friction has me getting closer and closer to coming again. When he finally goes all the way in again, my entire body is on fire as pleasure fills me.

I toss back my head and moan out my love for him. “Only you.”

USA Today Bestselling author, Emily Minton is a Kentucky native. She is proud to call the Bluegrass State home. She claims she bleeds blue–Wildcat Blue! She has been married to her husband, David, for over twenty years. They share two wonderful children. Emily loves to read and has more books on her kindle than most people could read in a lifetime, but she intends to read every single one. She has published nine books, but there are many more are floating around in her head. She hopes to get them all on paper before long. She loves sharing her dreams with her readers.

Shelley was born and raised in Kentucky and doesn't see herself leaving the bluegrass state anytime soon. Shelley and her husband have been together for sixteen years, and they share three beautiful daughters and one handsome son.Although Grim Bastards is her first published novel, she has been a fan of romance reads for many, many years. Shelley loves all sorts of genres of romance but Contemporary, New Adult, and Romantic Comedy are her all-time favorites.

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3 Breaths by L.K. Collins *GIVEAWAY, BLOG TOUR, ARC REVIEW)

Slumped on the floor of the New York City subway, I watched my fiancée take her final 3 breaths. In that moment, everything changed. The Krane Hensley I’d become because of Zoë vanished. My life instantly shattered to pieces. Now, I live on a mission to survive each day and it’s become my greatest struggle. I take my vengeance out in the cage, fighting anyone and everyone that will stand up to me. It gives me fleeting relief, but soon the pain crashes back down around me. So I’ve turned to Ivy, my salvation from the agony that is my life. The problem? Ivy is Zoë’s sister. Can Ivy and I move past the heartache that connects us to find a future together? Buy Now Amazon US Buy Now Amazon UK Buy Now Amazon CA Buy Now Amazon AU 2 Signed Paperbacks & 5 eBooks Giveaway Review 3 Breaths Trailer & Playlist Poignant and powerful, 3 Breaths will have you hugging your loved ones close and deciding to live each day as it might be your last. -BOOKS & BOYS BOOK BLOG 3 Breaths brought me to my knees in more ways than one.This beautiful and heartbreaking love story hit every single one of my emotional buttons and made everything around me disappear. -Shayna Snyder, Shayna Renee's Spicy Reads Emotional...yet a beautiful story that brought two people together in the most unlikely way.  -Karrie, Panty Dropping Book Blog Bestselling author, LK Collins, writes emotionally and sexy gripping Erotic Romance novels. She's a lover of the oxford comma and everything in the writing world. Her stories are compelling and will draw you in from page one, and with twists and turns, she always keeps her readers enthralled 'til the end. When LK's not lost in the minds of her characters, you can find her on the beach with her family, where her husband and writing partner, "The Prezident," are sure to be plotting out her next tale. 4 Stars Nothing is guaranteed in life, everything could end tomorrow.  This one quote has epitomized the essence of this book. That change, is ever constant and time waits for no one. 3 Breaths is an emotional tale of turmoil, rage and heartbreak. One that will have you fighting to survive yourself. After the untimely death of his fiance, Krane Hensley became a shell of a man. Fighting to survive, to breath, while surviving to Fight. His dreams became a brutal reality of inner war, that he unleashed upon his opponents. My life is plagued with the images of Zoe dying in front of me in my arms. Krane battled daily with the death of his one true love, going through the motions of each day, grieving and months later, he still cannot come to terms with Zoe's death. He cannot even see himself moving on. Finding someone else to ease his pain, is a difficult pill to swallow. No one seems to understand his grief, definitely not his family. They can not understand why he keeps wallowing in self pity. Each moment, each breath, each second is all I can focus on moving through.  Zoe's sister, Ivy is the only person that helps Krane through his grief. They help each other. Because Ivy is having the same turmoil running though her. Coming to terms with her sister's death is even harder for her, and she found many different reasons to 'beat' herself up about. Not being a good enough sister. Not keeping in touch more. Being too busy to hang out. Ivy was slowly self destructing and her twin partner in grieve, Krane, was barely hanging on. Together, Ivy and Krane found love through devastating circumstances, and while they will never forget Zoe, they learnt to move on and to cherish her memory. Ivy and Krane's coupling wasn't easy. These two, mostly Krane couldn't understand why he had these feelings for Ivy. For Zoe's sister. She would have been his sister - in- law. But, faith had another plan for them. It was as if Zoe was looking over them from above. This was such a bitter sweet tale of love lost, and a connection formed through grief and heartache. *ARC provided by the author for an honest review* Thanks!!