Title: Creed’s Expectations
Series: #Hotcom Series
Author: J.D. Hollyfield
Genre: RomCom 
Release Date: September 18, 2017 
Lies, lust, and wickedly intriguing expectations.

A fresh new start for Kasey Bishop leads her to a night she most definitely won’t forget. An inviting, yet indecent proposal that shows her she might not be as innocent as she once seemed. 

Deceit, desire, and the hunger for forbidden expectations.

She was off limits. That’s what made her the perfect pawn in Creed Monroe’s plan for revenge. Until he got his first taste. 

Explosive chemistry, heat, and an instant connection…these two might exceed each other’s expectations.

When the roguish bad boy is forced to come clean as his vengeful secrets begin to unravel, will Kasey continue to accept Creed’s forbidden expectations? Or will she have a few expectations of her own?

An InAshleysWorld review:

 4 stars! 

What an emotional ride! I loved this main female character! I was able to identify so much and I felt all her pain! Every page had me captivated and I loved how the story played out it! Hollyfield is not a new author for me and she is not a!n author you can just ignore. Her spitfire attitude comes through in this story in so many ways! I very much enjoyed reading, the dialogue between the characters was so lifelike, I had to keep reminding myself it’s a book! 

While I enjoyed this book throughly, there were two issues I had with the story line itself. 

1. There was a part right in the beginning that wasn’t fully explained and made me questioning the state of her….”sickness.” 

2. Creed knew something that was impossible for him to know. 

Because of the above, I couldn’t get past it to give this a full 5 stars. 

However, Hollyfield has written a wonderful piece of work and she should be proud! Creed is an excellent character!

Creative designer, mother, wife, writer, part time superhero…
J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer by day and superhero by night. When she’s not trying to save the world one happy ending at a time, she enjoys the snuggles of her family and three doxies. With her love for romance, and head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own story to life.
J.D. Hollyfield lives in the Midwest, and is currently at work on blowing the minds of readers, with the additions of her new books and series, along with her charm, humor and HEA’s.

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Sexcation by Heidi McLaughlin

Title: Sexcation
Author: Heidi McLaughlin
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 24, 2017
He’s British.
She’s American. 

They meet on vacation. 
And agree to fake name each other. 

One is lying about everything. 
The other is telling the truth. 

They’re about to embark on a sexcation.
But what happens when it’s over?

An InAshley’sWorld Review:
3 stars! 
This was my first story by this author. Her writing was easy to follow with clear descriptives. I was given excellent visuals for what was happening in the story. 
I’m going to be honest here and say the first half of the story was not my favorite. I found how the characters met and the title to the story as a whole was one big cliché. I generally have no issues with instalove, but this time, I felt everything was a little over done. 
 I did however enjoy the second half of the story after the vacation was over. I liked getting to know the characters for who they actually were.
 I will look for another title from this author as I did enjoy the characters and her writing style. I curious what else she has..

“Heidi McLaughlin does it again with this delightfully sexy read. Sexcation lines its chapters with rich character development, sex that doesn’t have you skipping pages, witty banter/plot and belly laughs for days. These characters have jumped from the story and straight into my heart. 5 sweet yet sinful stars!” – K.Pinson, Author of Between the Raindrops

“With a sexy, British-accented hero & a tropical setting that had me longing for the beach, Sexcation is the perfect fictional getaway.” – USA Today Best Selling Author, Cindi Madsen

“A sexy vacation romance perfect for your next summer read!” – Sarah Robinson, Best Selling Author of NUDES

“A book that kept a smile on face the whole time. I fell in love from the first word and couldn’t stop reading till the end.” – Natasha Madison, Best Selling Author

“The sexy as sin vacation we all dream about! Heidi McLaughlin does it again with Sexcation, a steamy read turned epic romance that will leave you rooting for that happy ending. Five sizzling stars!” – Best Selling Author, Amy Briggs



I laugh and find myself tempted by her hand, which sits on the metal table. After our impromptu snogging session, Jade put on a nice little sundress which has my imagination running wild and some strappy sandals. Her toes are painted a turquoise blue. I found it a little weird at first; normally I see reds or pinks on toes, but rarely a blue colour. I quite like it. I like it a lot. In fact, I’ve yet to find something about this woman I don’t like. 
“And yet, you didn’t. I came over and kissed you. You could’ve punched me, kicked me in the nuts, or groped me. I’m grateful you let me kiss you the way I did.”
She blushes again. “Why did you? I’m sure there are other, more beautiful women at the resort that would’ve been happy to oblige you.”
“But then I wouldn’t be here with my pretend wife, trying to get to know more about her.”
Her eyes don’t waver from mine as she takes a sip of her cocktail. “Do you really want to get to know me?”
“The fake you, yes. I don’t want to get cornered by one of the triplets and not know my facts.”
“Are they in fact, triplets?”
I shake my head. “I haven’t got a bloody clue, to be honest with you. Fake tits all look the same at the end of the day.”
Her mouth falls open into a sexy little O and images of other ways I can make that happen pop straight into mind. “I named them Muffy, Tuffy, and Buffy. The names seemed fitting,” she says with a shrug. 
I crack the fuck up. “Then that is what we’ll call them until they leave.”

“Do you know when that is? Or what room they’re in?”
I lean over the table and pick her hand up. “They leave after us, and no, I don’t, thank goodness. I don’t care either. I made you a promise and I always keep my promises.” I bring her hand to my lips and let them linger against her skin until a passer-by makes a comment about us being in love. 

Not love, lust though, and I couldn’t be happier that I chose her to be my distraction this week. When I finally let go of her hand, she picks up her drink and finishes it. 

“Want another one?” I ask, already standing by the time she nods. I lean down and kiss the top of her head, inhaling the scent of her shampoo. The smell of grapefruit assaults my senses, making my heart race. I groan as I walk into the restaurant. I could’ve easily waited for the waitress to come back to us, but I needed to step away from Jade for a minute. She’s fucking deadly with her innocent façade and I have a strong reason to believe I’m going to fall victim to her and love every minute of it. 
When I walk out, there’s a bloke talking to her as if it’s an everyday occurrence. I have never been jealous of any man until now. The pure rage I feel, watching him talk to my pretend wife almost takes over my body, yet I find the will to let it go. Who am I to stand in the way of her potential hook-ups?

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Originally from the Pacific Northwest, she now lives in picturesque Vermont, with her husband and two daughters. Also renting space in their home is an over-hyper Beagle/Jack Russell, Buttercup and a Highland West/Mini Schnauzer, JiLL and her brother, Racicot.
When she’s isn’t writing one of the many stories planned for release, you’ll find her sitting court-side during either daughter’s basketball games.
Heidi’s first novel, Forever My Girl, will be in theaters on October 27, 2017, starring Alex Roe and Jessica Rothe.

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Chasing Vivi 

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Chasing Vivi by A.M. Hargrove

Release Date: July 13th
Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Vivi Renard—a blast from the past—wasn’t supposed to affect me like this.

When I knew her ten years ago she was nothing more to me than a highly functioning brain.

Hell, I paid her to do my homework.

Only now … she’s drop dead gorgeous but had the nerve to turn me down for a date … several times.

No one turns me—Prescott Beckham—down for anything.

I’m on a mission and won’t stop until I’m firmly planted between her thighs, hearing her moan my name.

Her plump red lips have me dreaming filthy things and acting like a kid with his first crush.

If I can’t have her, I don’t want anyone else to either.

What’s worse is I want to own every single bit of her.

Except there’s a slight problem.

Vivi can’t stand me.

Even the old let’s be friends again thing failed.

She tossed it back saying we were never friends to begin with.

But I’m the king at playing ruthless games.

So she’d better be ready to drop her thong, because Vivi is going to end up in my bed sooner … or later.

And I’m pretty damn sure it’s going to be sooner.

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Vivi rubs her hands on her thighs. She’s nervous and has been ever since I stood over the table. She seems to have more confidence in herself now than she had when I knew her but that doesn’t account for her skittishness. Back at Crestview, she had been overweight—I knew that—only I didn’t know, or maybe I didn’t pay attention, to the other girls giving her a hard time. And why should I have? I had so much going on in my head I could barely keep my own shit together.

“So?” I prod. “Homework binder?”

“You did a pretty good job with me. I only figured you put the other girls in the same boat. You know, with the homework stuff and all.”

“I had you wrapped around my homework binder at Crestview. That’s your metaphor for finger.”

It’s not a question. I’m baffled because I had no idea. Yeah, I was a flirt, but I flirted with everyone to get what was necessary. It was the only way I knew how to accomplish my goals. She needed the money and always acted like she had no interest in me whatsoever.

“Of course. You had everyone wrapped around your finger. Well, maybe more of them were wrapped around your, um.” She points in the direction of my dick.

Sexy little Vivi can’t say dick out loud. Isn’t that the cutest thing in the world?

“Say it, Vivi.”

“Say what?”

“You know what.” I lean into her and get close to her lips. “Say it.”

Her chest puffs out as she says, “Dick.” Her lovely neck flushes pink and two bright spots of fuchsia dot her cheeks. This is sweet innocence at its utmost.

“Excellent. Now say cock.” I put a great deal of emphasis on the “c” and “k” at the end of the word. Silver gray irises turn stormy and deep creases form on her forehead.

“Why would you want me to say that word?”

“Because it makes you uncomfortable as hell and I’m an asshole. I like to see you squirm, Vivi.”

“I won’t say that. It has nothing to do with truth or dare. And besides, it’s my turn.”

I take a couple of good slugs of my drink, sit back, and cross my arms. “Do your worst.”

She puts an elbow on the table and rests her cheek on her hand. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare.” It’s impossible not to laugh at her comical expression. I curtailed her plans.

“You can’t do that!”

“Do what?”

“Pick dare.”

“I most certainly can.”

Her head tilts back, and I can only imagine what she’s thinking. A chuckle escapes.

“You’re a jerk,” she says.

“So I’ve been told.”

“Okay, then. I dare you to tell me why you loathe the man you’ve become.” She gloats at the clever way she’s twisted the game. And stupid me should’ve figured out she’d come up with something like this. Vivi was always brilliant.

“Loathe is extreme. Let’s say I’m not particularly fond of who I am right now.”

“Fine. Go on.”

Now I’m the one who’s squirming. Where do I even begin? Vivi is almost a stranger to me. There’s no way I can bare my pathetic soul to her.

“I have daddy issues.”

“Really?” Her question is one of disbelief and she appears to be holding back a laugh.

“Hard to believe, isn’t it?”

“Um, yeah. Prescott Beckham, the guy with the world at his fingertips, has daddy issues? I think not. I Googled you after I ran into you that day. From all accounts I read there were no daddy issues to be found. Nada. Try again.”

“I have a team that keeps my secrets out of the media. You wouldn’t find anything on me. But it’s true. I grew up without a mom and my father was not much of one. So, there you have it.” I give her one of my best smirks. It usually does the trick on most women.

She leans back and tucks her chin closer to her body. “That’s it? And I’m supposed to buy that?”

“That’s all I have for sale, Little Wolf. Sorry.”

“You’re not a very fair player.”

“My turn.”

“Nope. I’m done.” She drinks another swig of her beer.

“No, you aren’t. I’m picking for you. Truth. How many men have you fucked, Vivi? And what exactly have they done to you?”

She shoves her arms into her coat and pushes at me to get out of the booth. But I have zero intentions of going anywhere. “Let me out, Prescott.”

“Not until you answer me.”

“That’s none of your business. How many women have you been with?”

“Too many to count.”

Her jaw flops open and I close her mouth with a finger under her chin.

“You asked, Little Wolf.”

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4 stars! 

Chasing Vivi is my first enemies to lovers read ( surprising I know) but this is NOT my first A.M. Hargrove story. I actually adore this author! She writes in a way that just grabs at  my heart. I end up falling in love with every character and every story. Chasing Vivi is no different. I loved all the drama and heartache these characters caused each other. I loved how much she rose above all the pain in her childhood. I loved how even the most egotistical man can have a heart. 

I give this story 4 stars because it took a while for me to get into it and I was disappointed with the depth of the secondary characters. However. The positives out-way the negatives and I would recommend this story in a heartbeat! 

If you are lucking for an all around ‘ I hate you, but I love you’ kind of story, then look no further!! 

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Meet A.M. Hargrove:

One day on her way home from work as a sales manager, USA Today bestselling author, A. M. Hargrove, realized her life was on fast-forward. If she didn’t do something soon, it would be too late to write that novel she had dreamt of her whole life. She slammed on the brakes, made a crazy decision, and quit her job. Then she reinvented herself as a Naughty and Nice Romance Author.

She fancies herself all of the following: Reader, Writer, Dark Chocolate Lover, Ice Cream Worshipper, Coffee Drinker, Grey Goose Aficionado, and #WalterThePuppy Lover. If you’re around her for more than five minutes, you’ll soon notice she has a tendency to talk you ear off.

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COUNTRY NIGHTS 


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Sixty country days and sixty country nights—that’s all I wanted.

I needed to get away from the city, away from the hot mess that had become my life.

When I stumbled upon my childhood home on RentBnB.com, I took it as a sign, cleaned out my life savings, and hightailed it to the only place that ever meant something to me, a place I hadn’t seen since a lifetime ago.

Only when I arrived to the familiar South Dakotan farmhouse, I was met by a brooding, we-don’t-take-kindly-to-strangers cowboy by the name of River McCray, who insisted this was his house and most definitely not a rental property.

I’d been internet scammed.

And that cocky, smart-mouthed stranger had the nerve to make me a humiliating offer: I could stay in his house for the next two months rent-free, but I had to work for him.

He’d be my boss. And my roommate.

With no money and nowhere else to go, I agreed. But nothing could have prepared me for the tension, the attraction, and the bombshell revelation that changed … everything.
An InAshleysWorld review: 
Let me start off by saying, country men and cowboys are not my favorite. I took a chance on this story and oh wow, am I so glad I did! This author is truly wonderful, she created something so heartwarming and beautiful. I was really feeling every emotion for these characters and wish the story never ended! If I could choose to re read COUNTRY NIGHTS for a first time, I would do so a 100 times! 
Winter Renshaw is my favorite author. Her stories are real and romantic. I never once hated a male characters… her husband is one lucky man!! 

Wall Street Journal and #1 Amazon bestselling author Winter Renshaw is a bona fide daydream believer. She lives somewhere in the middle of the USA and can rarely be seen without her trusty Mead notebook and ultra portable laptop. When she’s not writing, she’s living the American dream with her husband, three kids, and the laziest puggle this side of the Mississippi.
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Bed of Lies: volume 2

Title: Bed of Lies
Series: Bed of Lies Vol 2
Author: Niquel
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
Release Date: June 26, 2017


I considered my life to be lackluster.

I craved something new and exciting.
I thought I needed a man to take care of me, 
to show me what true love meant.

After countless failures and terrible dates, 
I decided to go online, and that’s where I met him. 
He was everything I could have ever wanted: sweet, 
caring, and a true gentleman. 

Linc was the epitome of true boyfriend material
—until he showed me his true colors. 
Now I’m fighting for my life in a place unknown; 
I’d give anything to go back home.

“Bed of Lies plays with your mind, rips your heart and leaves you strangely falling in love with the Monster Linc” ~Smashly Bookalicious Reviewing Chicks

“It will rip your heart, mess with your mind and ultimately you don’t have a choice but to love Linc” ~Goodreads Review (Betty)


“An epic dark read and can’t wait for Bed of Lies 3.” ~Goodreads Review (Catherine)

“Go inside, asshole!” I heard Linc yell at someone. The light was turned on and the brightness stung my sensitive eyes. I blinked to focus, but everything was moving too fast and out of focus.

“Linc, it’s not what you think!” the young kid yelled out.

“It’s not? Did you not betray me? This woman was not taken because of your loyalty to El Tigre?”

The kid didn’t answer.

My eyes finally adjusted and the kid looked like he was barely eighteen. He had long dark hair and tanned skin, and he had on a suit that was several sizes too big. Linc pushed him down in front of me, pressing his skull down with the sole of his shoe.

“She almost died because of you! Whatever they were paying you, I could have paid you double if you were loyal!”

Linc took a sharp hunting knife out of his jacket and stabbed the kid in the back of his neck, right under the base of his skull. His body went limp, but he was still alive. I shook and cried, trying to back away from him. I didn’t want that to be my fate.

Linc snapped his fingers and Yavuz came in to remove the boy. Linc kneeled down in front of me and cut the tape away from my ankles, spreading my legs open wide. He ran the cool metal over my thighs and I was paralyzed with fear.

He cautiously peeled the tape from the corners of my mouth and placed a kiss on my sore lips. His tongue slid in between and I opened up, letting him consume me. This man confused me like no other.

I broke our kiss and looked him in the eye. “Can you untie my arms?”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t know what I’d do if you touched me right now.”

“Well, I’d be gentle. I’d massage your shoulders then work my way down your chest and stomach. I can’t be responsible for what happens next, but I’d need a shower first.”

“I can’t protect you if you’re not tied up and out of sight.”

“Yes you can!”

I didn’t think I’d get him to do it, but he cut the tape from my wrists and I smacked him in the face. He looked at me but didn’t react. I thought for sure he was going to stab me with the blade, ending my life.

“What is the matter with you? If you want me, you can have me. You don’t have to go through all of this. I don’t want anyone else, Baş.”

He stood to his feet and extended his hand out toward mine. “Come.”

I followed him out of the room and up the stairs, and it took us a while to get out of that prison. It seemed like we were walking up the stairs for an eternity then we finally went through another side entrance to the kitchen. This place has more secret passageways than the Underground Railroad.

As we walked up the stairs, my pumps smacking off the hardwood, I saw his wife glaring down at us from above. “So are you two in love now?” she snapped.

“What does it concern you?” Linc replied.

I laughed. Their relationship was odd, but I didn’t want any part of it. Whatever issues they had were between them.

He brought me to his suite and locked the doors behind us. I stood by the bed as he disappeared into the bathroom and I heard the shower turn on. I wasn’t sure if I should go in or wait, but before I could make a decision, he came to the door naked and waved me in.

I stepped inside the standing glass shower and he came in behind me, running his hands down my spine and over the curve of my ass. I heard him squirt body wash on the pouf he’d previously grabbed from beside me and he ran it over the back of me, thoroughly cleaning everything, and then turned me around to repeat.

He washed me then stood there staring at me. His cock was hard as a rock and I fell to my knees. I placed my hand around the base and slid my lips over his slick rod. He grabbed the back of my head and shoved himself in deeper, causing me to gag, but I kept on sucking.

He grabbed me by my hair and brought me back up to a standing position, pushing my back against the wall, and made his way down my body, straight to my core. He lifted my right leg and placed it over his shoulder, palming my ass as his tongue slid in between my folds.

“Baş, I’m gonna come.”

“Do it, right in my mouth. Don’t hold back, my princess.”
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When she’s not busy taking care of her two little girls, she’s writing or creating graphics or you can find her binge watching TV with her significant other. 

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TAKEN

by J.C. Valentine
Publication Date: April 18, 2017
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Contemporary, Romance, Standalone, Novella

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Love is blind…
Especially when you’ve been abducted.

Caught in the dredges of life, Elise had come to the grudging conclusion that mediocrity was all she’d ever have.
Until a routine shopping trip turns into a deadly affair.

Taken. Two men, one a brute and the other an enigma. A cabin in the woods. One dangerous agenda.

Blindfolded and held captive, Elise’s mundane existence just got a whole lot more interesting. Thrust into the unknown, held prisoner by a man with rough hands and a gentle voice, she’s faced with her own demise while struggling against a growing desire for the unacceptable—her captor.

Will Elise make out with her life—and heart—intact?

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4 stars!

Oh, I how I love a good kidnapping story! I really felt for the main character with everything she went through… if we only we all can have a Manhandler!  

Taken was quick read, serving as a perfect filler between heavy reads! I was entertained and amused and wished it didn’t end! 

This was my first J.C. Valentine read and it won’t be last. Her writing was interesting and fresh! I just wanted to keep reading and was sad when the story came to a close.

ABOUT J.C. VALENTINE

J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry.

Living in the Northwest, she has three amazing children and far too many pets. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.

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His Caged Kitty 

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His voice.
His command.
I became weak.

Vegas became my Master the day he saved me and stole me away. I was his pet. His property.
A caged kitty so I would not run away.

In a dark and futuristic world, where civilization has to start over, I have no other options. I must submit to a new way of life.

But when the cage unlocks, would I truly be free of my captor? Or would something far greater keep me contained?

** His Caged Kitty is a novella that is very dark, very taboo, and very dirty. There is graphic sex, and strong BDSM elements. This is not for the faint of heart reader wanting champagne and roses. The only roses in this book are covered in thorns. But with dark comes light, and there will be a happily ever after.

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An InAshleysWorld review: 

4 stars!! 

I loved this twisted by unique story! I wasn’t sure what I was walking into and was apprehensive after reading the first sentence but I got sucked in within minutes! I’ve never read Alta Hensley before but I just fell in love with her writing style! It was fresh and anything but boring! I really enjoyed this reality she created. I only wish it was a longer full length novel but the main character was excellent written. I was in awe about what she was going through was was able to identify with her feelings. This story is definitely going to stick with me and I don’t think I’ll view an anal plug the same way again!
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Alta Hensley is a USA TODAY bestselling erotic romance author who has had #1 top-selling books in dark, contemporary, BDSM, erotic science fiction, humor, suspense and historical. She writes the hot, dark, and dirty romance.

Being a multi-published author in the romance genre, Alta is known for her dark, gritty alpha heroes, sometimes sweet love stories, hot eroticism, and engaging tales of the constant struggle between dominance and submission.

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Damnable Grace 


EVEN THE BROKEN, THROUGH LOVE, CAN FIND GRACE…

Secrets never stay hidden.

The burden of guilt never lifts from the heart.

Born and raised in The Order of David, Sister Phebe knows nothing but cult life. Head of the Sacred Sisters of New Zion, Phebe was groomed from childhood for one purpose: to seduce. Prized as a harlot, as a New Zion whore, Phebe is taken from the doomed cult by Meister, the notorious leader of the Aryan Brotherhood. Taken as his possession. Taken to be the woman who will obey his every sexual demand. Under his heavy hand, Phebe finds herself in a place much worse than she could ever have imagined… with absolutely no one to help. And no glimpse of hope.

Xavier ‘AK’ Deyes is content with his life as Sergeant-At-Arms of the Hades Hangmen. Leader of the infamous ‘Psycho Trio’ and ex-special ops sniper, AK knows how to fight. Experienced in warfare and schooled in military operations, AK is vital to the Hangmen. When his Vice President needs help retrieving his missing sister-in-law, Phebe, from a Klan-funded trafficking ring, AK volunteers to go in. AK remembers the redhead from New Zion. Remembers everything about her from the single time they met—her red hair, blue eyes and freckled face. But when he finds her, heavily drugged and under Meister’s control, her sorry condition causes him to remember more than the beautiful woman he once tied to a tree. Saving Phebe forces hidden demons from his past to return. A past he can never move on from, no matter how hard he tries.

As AK fights to help Phebe, and in turn she strives to help him, they realize their secret sins will never leave them alone. Kindred broken souls, they realize the only way they can be rid of their ghosts is to face them together and try to find peace.

Despair soon turns to hope, and damaged hearts soon start to heal. But when their deep, painful scars resurface, becoming too much to bear, the time comes when they must make a heavy choice: stay forever damned; or together, find grace.

Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, disturbingly sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and very mature topics. Recommended for age 18 and over.

An InAshleysWorld review: 
4 stars!! 

Tillie Cole has done it again! I’ve been a huge fan of this series from the very beginning and each story his its own emotion and pain. This story tore at my soul but not in the same way the others did. I appreciate the fact Tillie took the time to write Phebe and AK’s story. It really needed to be told! 
Damnable Grace is not a standalone novel and in order to understand what is going on you should start at the beginning with book 1 It Ain’t Me Babe. 

Tillie Cole is a fantastic author and I am always on the hunt for her books!




“Well?” Ky asked.
Tanner ran his hand over his head. The brother hadn’t attended one of our cookouts or slutfests in weeks. Not that he ever entertained himself with sluts—still too hard for his piece of pussy down in Mexico. He’d been busy trying to track down Meister. Unlike most of the white-power shit Tanner and Tank grew up with, this Meister was untraceable and off the grid. As much of a computer whizz kid as Tanner was, Meister was proving to be one slippery fucking snake to pin down.
“Gotta be honest, I didn’t think I was anywhere close to finding anything on this prick.” Tanner nodded toward Tank. “We knew of him, of course. I knew he had dealings with my father and uncle, just never met him myself. He’s Aryan Brotherhood, but works closely with the Klan. And there’s nothing on him. No email traces, no invoices, no texts. Nothing.”
I gritted my teeth and glanced at Styx, who was listening closely. Ky wasn’t originally gonna tell the prez about the plan to get Phebe, because of his fucking wedding, but that didn’t last long. Styx knew something was up with his VP. He read him like I read Flame and Vike. So Ky fessed up, and Styx was all for the plan. He’d had to push his wedding back by a month anyhow to get the pastor Mae wanted to conduct the ceremony, so he had time to kill.
“But you found something?” Ky translated as Styx signed.
Tanner sighed, the black circles around his eyes showing how hard the brother had been working. “I got something.” He shook his head, and my blood ran cold. I knew whatever he had found wasn’t good.
Tanner opened the file in front of him and threw a photograph toward the prez. Styx looked at it, then gave it to Ky. “Some middle-of-nowhere ghost town?”
Ky passed the picture around. Vike handed it to me, and I studied it. It was an aerial shot, and the picture was grainy, but from what I could make out, it was just a huge piece of land scattered with decrepit old buildings.
I passed the picture along. “Fucker owns this?”
Tanner faced me. “Yeah, or at least his father did. He’s dead now, but the deeds are still in his father’s name. Been in the family for decades. Took me a while to trace it.” He shook his head. “Meister is notorious among the Klan. Right, Tank?”
“Yeah,” Tank agreed. “Never met him either, but we’d all heard of him. Prick has been mobilizing for years for the race war they think is coming. Real serious, Oklahoma-City-bomb shit. From what we’ve heard, the guy has a one-track mind when it comes to advancing the white race. You think Hitler was fucked up? Well, imagine if he had a kid who was one built motherfucker, with a fucking carbon copy of his psycho mind; and you’ve got Meister. Fucker ain’t even German. Just wishes he was, spouting German phrases around like he’s born and bred Berlin. Delusional asshole.”
“This ain’t gonna be easy,” Tanner finished, looking at me, Vike, Flame, Hush and Cowboy. It was the five of us who had agreed to go looking for Phebe. Hush and Cowboy nodded at me to let me know they were still in.
“So he’s in this ghost town?” Ky asked, translating Styx’s sign language again. “If so, we’ll all just go in and get him, make the fucker talk and tell us where he’s got Phebe.”
Tanner sat forward. “He ain’t just living in the ghost town or hiding out. That’s where he has his enterprise.”
“Enterprise?” Ky echoed. It was his own question this time.
Tanner nodded. “From what I can tell, it’s a fucking brothel. Members of the Aryan Brotherhood, Klan, or Klan sympathizers, can go there for a night or a few days at a time.” Tank shifted uncomfortably next to him. “Ain’t sure, but I’m thinking it ain’t just getting your dick sucked and fucked. It’ll be real fucked-up shit. If Meister’s reputation is anything to go by, we would be walking into an organized, armed hellhole.” Tanner’s eyes darkened. “I get the Klan has a reputation for being full of backward rednecks. I ain’t gonna lie—growing up, most of my father’s cronies were that way. Thick as fuck and couldn’t do shit without screwing it up. Skinheads, lower-ranked soldiers, you know?”
“But there were some members that weren’t,” Tank continued. He cast an embarrassed glance at Tanner. “We weren’t, for starters.”
Tanner nodded. “It’s not the norm, but some of us were good. Smart, strong fighters, or just outright fucking psychos. The skinheads and rednecks are the foot soldiers. The likes of us, the likes of Meister, are the fucking SS. The planners, leaders, the generals—the ones who believe in the cause so much that they’re fucking lethal with what they’ll do, what they’re capable of. Meister is true Aryan Brotherhood; he’s preparing for war. He’s the real fucking deal.”
“And now he’s in our neck of the woods to stir up shit?” I asked.
Tanner nodded. “Comes from northern Texas. Never moved our way before. But the Klan are building day by day, joining forces with other white supremacist gangs—like the Brotherhood—and with the shit that’s on the news twenty-four-seven, blacks and whites at each others throats, he’s moved to the headquarters.” The brother’s jaw clenched. “To my father and uncle, who’ll be protecting him from being found out by the feds.” He sighed and ran his hand down his face. “From what I can figure out, this ghost-town brothel of his has only existed in the last year or so. He’s looking to fund something.”
“They ain’t dealing guns?” Cowboy drawled. “I thought that’s what Rider said the contract with the cult was for?”
“Rider was sure it was guns. At least it was when he was dealing with the Klan—it was all about arms. The Klan was selling them on and taking a cut.”
“His fucking twin,” Hush spat. “He changed the arrangement, didn’t he? When Rider was locked up in cult prison?”
“Think so,” Tanner said after a few seconds of silence.
“Then what the fuck are they dealing? What was Judah giving them if not Israeli guns?”
“Women.”
Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.
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Paper Fools

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In the game of love, she never loses.

Paper Fools by Staci Hart is now LIVE!!

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Title: Paper Fools

Author: Staci Hart

Cover Designer: Quirkybird Designs

Photographer: Lauren Watson Perry

Aphrodite knows love — just don’t ask her to figure out her own mess.

Rather than deal with her sticky love life, she toys with the hearts of unwitting humans. It’s a little game she plays, and the stakes are high. Lucky for her, she’s just found the perfect match.

Lex is everything Dean needs, but he can’t have her.

It doesn’t matter that her eyes speak to a long forgotten part of him, or that her art and poetry touch his shredded heart. She’s off limits — crossing that line would implode his band and everything he’s ever cared about. There’s only one option: stay away from her, no matter the cost. Even if the price is his heart.

Dean is everything Lex wants, but she can’t take the risk.

The second she meets him, she knows her heart is in danger. She’s convinced it’s only attraction that has her hung up on the dark, quiet lead singer, but with every day that passes, she knows it’s more. It’s just that she can’t put her heart on the line. She won’t — love has never been worth the sacrifice.

If only they knew they were just pawns in a much bigger game. And in the game of love, Aphrodite never loses.

*Formerly titled Deer in Headlights, Paper Fools has been rewritten and reedited just for you.*

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Review: 

3.5 stars!

The author’s concept idea for this story was a brilliant! Paper Fool Definitely takes on a unique and different perspective bringing Greek mythological elements into a contemporary love story.

I was really intrigued by the blurb in how it would all play out. Reading however, I found myself often confused as to who was who…There were several main characters all connecting to each other on multiple levels making it a difficult for me to follow along. 

Staci Hart is not a new author to me, and I very much enjoy her writing. Paper Fools, isn’t a bad a read, it’s just a little much to read by the beach. It deserved more focus that I gave it, and am thinking I’ll understood more of the depth with a second read!

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About the Author

Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life — a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can’t forget that. She’s also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She’s been a wife, though she’s certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She’s also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she’s been drinking whiskey.

From roots in Houston to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.

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Bed of Lies 

Title: Bed of Lies
Series: Bed of Lies Vol 1
Author: Niquel
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance Standalone
Release Date: April 14, 2017
I used to be naïve.
I used to think monsters didn’t exist.
I used to think I was safe, untouchable, and free from harm. 

Boy was I wrong…

My name is Whitney, and I used to think my old life was mediocre and boring. I thought I was missing out on something exciting. Now that Linc has shown me how dark and twisted life can be, I’d go back in a heartbeat…

This is book 1 in an upcoming 3 book dark erotic standalone series! 



Review: 
5 stars!! 
This story was dark, raw and so captivating! Stockholm syndrome is one of my guilty pleasures to read. It fascinates me every time and Bed of Lies was so exception! My only negative critique would be a wish it was longer.. there were a few plot twists I wanted more details on and was felt a little rushed. 
This is my first time reading Niquel and it is not going to be my last! This author really has a knack for writing to make the reader uncomfortable. I should have looked away, I should have screamed and stopped reading but I just couldn’t. I wanted to feel with the main character was going through and I did. This was a remarkable story and different from the norm! I’m glad I took the time to experience this read!

Niquel is a self diagnosed coffee addict, lover of rice and beans, and chocolate—preferably not all together. She’s the creator of multiple stories full of love, passion, and power. She may toss in a ghost story every once in a while.

When she’s not busy taking care of her two little girls, she’s writing or creating graphics or you can find her binge watching TV with her significant other. 

Boston born and raised, she’s always been a creative soul: attending multiple colleges to develop her love of the visual arts.


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