MANIAC by Winter Travers ~*~New Release~*~

Title: Maniac
Series: Fallen Lords MC #3
Author: Winter Travers
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: March 29, 2018
Lost. Alone. Desolate. 

Wren Glass was done. She couldn’t continue to live the lie everything was okay, when in reality, she was dead inside. After being used and abused by the Hell Captains MC, Wren lands in the lap of Maniac. A man who sees her as nothing more than a chore.

A man just like the one she managed to escape.

At least, that’s what she thought.

Vengeful. Enraged. Calculated.

Maniac West isn’t a man to mess with. Not with him and not with his club.

When he is assigned to watch over Wren, he ignores how he feels about the woman with the soulless eyes. Something in them makes him crave to return light there. But Wren is a job. No more, no less.

That all changes when Wren decides she doesn’t want to live.


A woman battered and bruised from the inside out, with no will to live, needs a hero.

Maniac isn’t a hero, but he will turn hell upside down and burn it to the ground to avenge the woman who fell into his world. Anything to bring back the light in her eyes.


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Winter Travers is a devoted wife, mother, and aunt turned author who was born and raised in Wisconsin. After a brief stint in South Carolina following her heart to chase the man who is now her hubby, they retreated back up North to the changing seasons, and the place they now call home.

Winter spends her days writing happily ever afters, and her nights zipping around on her forklift at work. She also has an addiction to anything MC related, her dog Thunder, and Mexican food! (Tamales!)

Winter loves to stay connected with her readers. Don’t hesitate to reach out and contact her.

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Sage by Abby Gale ~*~Release Blitz~*~

Title: Sage
Series: Club Nymph #3
Author: Abby Gale
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: March 28, 2018






I used to be Veronica; an innocent kid, a daughter, the girl who lived in the darkness. 

Then I saw the Sun, learned how to laugh and shared chocolate under the firework covered sky. I was Nikki then; an innocent girl who smiled at only one person, a girl with hopes and dreams. 

Then, I lost everything. 

First, God left me, and I lost my faith.

Then my innocence followed it.

Finally, my hopes and dreams went missing with my smile.

And I became Sage; a strong woman who wears her pain and loss like an armor. I’ve suffered through the seductive sway of my hips and sensual beats of the music. 

Then he came back, bringing the Sun with him. But this time, he hasn’t come to light up my world, this time he’s come to eclipse it.

NOTE: This book isn’t pretty. This book is raw and dark. It’s painful and melancholic. There is content that will be triggering for some. I know you’ll cringe at times. I know your heart will break so many times. But in the end, I believe and hope that I managed to deliver a story that will stay with you. I know you wonder if this is a HEA or a non-HEA. I won’t reveal that, but I want you to trust me.


Prologue
“What about you, Sage? What’s your story?” Violet asked me that day when we were all in her house for girls’ night.
How could I have told her everything then? It was ugly, it was complicated and more than that, it still hurt. “It’s too complicated for girls’ night.” I shrugged, trying to look nonchalant.

She smiled with a teasing gleam in her eyes. “C’mon, we’re pretty smart girls here.” She had no idea what she was pushing.

I laughed without humor. “It’s a long story.”

“We have time.” She winked at me. I knew she wanted to learn about it. I could see the curiosity and interest in her grey eyes, but my story wasn’t a fairytale.

“Not enough for this.” I exhaled deeply, and she fell silent. No one talked, but I could feel the questions behind their eyes. Memories of my past were a burden that was hard to carry. I locked them all in a suitcase and carried them with me wherever I went, putting them under my bed or inside the closet where monsters lived. I was afraid of unzipping the suitcase to take a peek. But their innocent curiosity was a temptation for me, and I couldn’t resist.

“I found love when I never expected it. Then, I got pregnant with someone I shouldn’t have. I killed someone and went to jail. Then I lost my love. And now… I’m here, dancing in the club,” I said after a few minutes of silence.

“How?” her voice was just a breath.

I smiled at her, shaking my head. I caught a glimpse of my monsters; they were still alive. My fears and the pain of my heartache was waiting for a second of weakness to get free of the suitcase, and I wasn’t ready to face them yet, not when they were still hurting me, but mostly not when I saw his smiling face every night.

How silly hearts worked? Even though you’d been through hell, the small heaven you found was hurting you more than hell itself. “That’s a story for another time,” I said, finally.

Violet’s eyes were full of questions and maybe even some fear after my confession. I wondered which question she’d choose. Because what people ask would show their real personality.

“Wh-What happened to the baby?” she whispered. My air sucked out of my lungs. I wasn’t expecting this question, most people would have asked who I killed, how or why I did it, but Violet was a good soul, and like every good thing and every good people she hurt me the most with her innocent, compassionate question.

“Miscarriage.” My answer was short, but that was all I could muster with the lump in my throat. I turned my head aside to hide my tears, and the conversation ended there.

*** 


I haven’t been able to tell a soul what happened to me for years. When I did, it was used against me. My past became my weakness, and people chose to hit me there, where it hurt the most. I didn’t trust people, and when I did, they left me alone, taking the small hope they gave back along with parts of my soul.

I’ve been a pathetic soul, a loner for so long, a woman who has tried to find her place in this cruel world. I thought my past made me weak, but later I realized it was hope and trust that made me vulnerable. So, I take the suitcase from the closet and open it to face my monsters. I put my past on me like armor and created high, impenetrable walls around me with my pain and heartache.

When Violet asked me my story it wasn’t the right time, I didn’t close some cases in my mind. I was still hiding behind my stage name –Sage. I buried Veronica with my innocence.

But now, I’m ready.

I’m ready to face my monsters and play with them. There was no more fear or heartache.

I’m Veronica Sage, and this is my story.



 



 






Abby Gale is an international author. She is an avid reader, former blogger, and a pharmacist. She writes whatever storyline sucks her in, but mostly her books will be erotica with some darkness in it.





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Cut Short by Julia Wolf ~*Blog Tour*~

Title: Cut Short
Author: Julia Wolf
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 22, 2018 

“This book was a breath of fresh air for me- nothing too heavy and a great love story!” -Roasted Romance

 

 

 

“…you can’t help but fall in love with Joe, he is like a warm sweater and hot chocolate in front of a fireplace on a cold wintry day. You just want to melt along side Rachel as she falls in love with him.”-Suzanne, reviewer

 

 

 

“This book consumed me. I was sneaking chapters in at work. Getting excited when friends canceled plans for the night and stayed up WAY past my bedtime to finish it. Everything, legit everything about this book pulled me in. Honestly from the start.”-Trashy Biblio Blog

 

Of all the towns and salons he could have walked into, he had to walk into hers…

Rachel Sachs finally has her life together— almost. She owns a salon in the town she’s always loved, dances the Running Man like nobody’s business, has regular wine nights with her girls, and does really good hair.

After a trail of failed Tinder hook-ups, she’s finally ready for something real…

Until she sees Joe Silver— the object of her high school obsession and the breaker of her young heart. That might be a little too real.

Fourteen years ago, Rachel ghosted when Joe made it clear she’d never have him. But now? He’s not letting her get away. And soon they’re right back to where they started, only instead of the all night instant messaging they did in high school, they’re blowing up each other’s phones with texts.

Rachel wants nothing more than to savor the slow, delicious burn of falling for Joe Silver again, but can she trust that what they’re building is the real she’s looking for? Or will history repeat itself and leave her with another broken heart?
“Julia lives in Maryland with her patient husband and three crazy beautiful kids. When she’s not writing, momming, or watching Real Housewives, she’s reading a book. Julia’s a lover of all things romance. From sweet, to funny, to steamy, to so dirty you’ll blushing for days, she reads (and writes!) it all.”


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