Book Blitz with Excerpt + Giveaway: Lochlan by Pax Sinclair @XpressoTours

Lochlan by Pax Sinclair

Series: The Scotsman's Kilt #1

Publication date: June 6th, 2022

Synopsis:

An enemies-to-lovers, Scottish billionaire romance. A standalone story and book one of the Scotsman's Kilt series.

Lochlan: It's true. I'm the heir to the MacTavish Whiskey empire. The cold-hearted SOB who's been on a drinking, drugging, womanizing binge that was splashed all over the Scottish tabloids for months, until the patriarch of our family exiled me to America to run a winery.

There are only a handful of people left in the Lochlan fan club who think I deserve redemption. Other than I'm worth a fortune, why would anyone want to save a soulless bastard like me when all I want is revenge?

Kenzie: It's complicated. I've been given a challenge to seduce Lochlan MacTavish as part of an initiation into a club. The only way to reach him is through his Silicon Valley winery.

All I need is proof that we slept together and I'm in, but it's not easy. First, I have to get past my aversion to overprivileged, billionaire Scottish men, and this one is an ass on his best days.

When I botch getting the proof I need, we make a bargain. I'll be his fake girlfriend to convince his grandfather he's now a responsible member of society, and I get my proof of a seduction. The problem is, neither of us banked on this growing, off-the-charts attraction between us.

This is another hot, sexy, twisty romance from PaxWorld. Did I mention there are men in kilts?

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Excerpt

"Hunk alert!" screams a female, accompanied by the clanging of a large, obnoxious cowbell. She's swaying dangerously on a stool next to the bar, holding the bell high above her head in one hand while egging her companions on with the other. She rings it again, the sound piercing the air like a scream. I can't figure out where the damn bell came from, but the sound is splitting my skull.

I'm in the doorway watching about thirty fit young women, some huddled in clusters, while others are standing on black leather couches and chairs, giving a cheering response to the bell ringer.

Their raucous behavior is disturbing in this newly designed space of tarnished metal and aged wood. We use this place for private parties because it's well away from the main MacTavish Cellars tasting room, which is packed to the rafters at the moment. I came back here to check on this group on my way to look over a shipment we received this morning in the barrel room. I realized something was wrong when I heard muffled shouting coming from the room.

The cowbell clangs again and I resist the urge to rush in and yank that thing away from her before I sustain permanent damage. The cowbell-wielding blonde sings out, "What do we want, sisters?" while motioning the crowd to respond to her maniacal question. The women chant, "Hunk, hunk, hunk," demanding a mob's satisfaction.

Shaun, my server, is wild-eyed and backed against the front of the bar, two stools away from the blonde, fearing for the safety of his manhood. I will kill him for letting this hen party get out of hand. I do a quick search of these brash women. Where the hell is Preston? They both should be working this party, and Preston should be showing Shaun the ropes. Why did he leave a newbie alone with a room full of women?

I slip behind the bar, unseen at the moment by the blonde, to restore order to this chaos. The chant is getting louder. Shaun's pleading gaze swings to me. I grab a bottle and glasses and lean toward him. "Find Preston and tell him to get his arse back in here. Get Geordie and Calum in here as well," I say, trying to prevent my voice from carrying. He bobs his head before bolting away from the bar and through the crowd of women, their chants following him as he disappears through the door.

I'm formulating how to deal with these female hooligans when I catch the attention of the bonny blonde with the cowbell. She's staring down at me with a predatory grin, the tip of her tongue moving over plump red lips. The lass keeps her gaze on me while she stoops to place the bell on the bar, then casually jumps off the stool. She raises a hand toward the women, still staring at me, and the chanting fades to a dull murmur. Her obedient cult followers slowly remove themselves form the furniture. They're talking among themselves but are keeping an eye on their leader. Blondie tosses her head back, sizing me up.

"You look like the real deal." Her voice is sexy smoke and honey, unexpected for someone who looks like a sun-kissed beach girl. She drags her gaze down the length of my body. I'm not happy being judged as a piece of meat, but working here, you accept the attention. When she finishes her long scrutiny, her attention settles on my face. That's right, look me in the eyes, I telegraph back to her, I'm not intimidated by your antics.

Her smirk says she's enjoying her brash behavior. "A big strapping hottie like you and in a kilt to boot, but then again, all the men here are equally as hot and wearing kilts."

Pax is a contemporary romance author who writes the kind of hot, twisty, drama-filled romances that she loves to read. Her novels are about biracial women in interracial relationships that will have you turning pages until the end.

Her current series, Love@work, takes you into the world of Silicon Valley's billionaire tech moguls. These are powerful men and women who are driven by the changing landscape of business and their seductions in the bedroom.

Come along for a ride in Pax's world, where it's always steamy, captivating, and sometimes erotic.

Pax lives and works in Silicon Valley. She's a California native.

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Book Blitz with Excerpt + Teaser + Giveaway: Thief by Leslie Georgeson @lesliegeorgeson @XpressoTours

Thief by Leslie Georgeson

Series: Popov Bratva #4

Publication date: June 14th, 2022

Synopsis:

I live by one simple rule.

Do not get attached.

Feelings are a weakness that I can't allow.

It's an easy rule to abide by. Keep everyone at a distance.

Then a sassy, smart-mouthed redhead interferes in my heist. For the first time in my life, I botch the job.

If I let her go, she'll turn me in. I have no choice other than to take her hostage.

Too late, I learn she's a celebrity. Her disappearance will make the headlines and lead back to me. She's nothing but trouble in a tight, sexy body.

Can I strike a deal with a woman who challenges me at every turn?

Then I discover she has secrets that could ruin her. Now I have the upper hand. I plan to use it to my advantage.

She has more to lose than I do. Or so I think.

I am about to learn that some rules are meant to be broken.

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Excerpt

My stomach dropped. Had I seriously lost my wallet? This was not good. I needed to go back to the store before they closed and see if I could find it.

It was ten-thirty at night. The store closed at eleven. I needed to hurry.

There might be a slim chance someone had found my wallet and turned it in to someone at the store. It was also possible I'd dropped it somewhere and it still lay where it had fallen. If I hurried, I might actually get lucky and find it before someone picked it up.

The paparazzi should be long gone by now.

Snatching up my purse, I tossed my phone inside and headed for the garage. I'd never lost my wallet before. I wouldn't feel better until I had it back in my possession.

Snagging a hoodie from the coat rack by the back door, I slipped it over my head. Moments later, I was in my Audi R8 and pulling out of the garage. I'd fallen in car lust the moment I'd seen the sleek and sexy convertible at the car dealership last year. Melanie called it a "dickmobile" and I loved the description with its intended pun. The sports car had cost me over a hundred and fifty grand. It was one of my few splurges. Mostly, I was careful with my money, investing over half of it for the future. I was smart enough to know I wouldn't be on top forever. Everyone's career had its ups and downs. Considering where I'd come from, I wasn't about to be too confident. Today I might have it all, but tomorrow I might have squat.

I took nothing for granted.

Ten minutes later, I reached the store. 10:45 p.m. I still had fifteen minutes until closing.

The parking lot was nearly empty now. Only a few cars remaining. A sleek black Escalade. A beat-up blue Honda. A nondescript gray sedan.

Assuming the owner of the Escalade was wealthy, probably a celebrity and unlikely to care if he or she spotted another celebrity, I parked next to it. Plus, I felt safer parking near another expensive car. People with nice cars were less likely to ding your vehicle with their doors.

Pulling the hoodie up over my head to hide my face and stuffing a pepper spray in the pocket for my safety--a girl could never be too cautious--I exited the car and hurried toward the south entrance where Gus had picked us up earlier. If I couldn't find my wallet on the ground, then I would go inside and ask the store clerk if someone had turned it in.

I'd only taken about eight or nine steps across the parking lot when I sensed a movement behind me.

My skin prickling, I whirled around.

A man dressed all in black slipped out of the back of the Escalade and rushed around to the driver's side of my Audi, his face hidden beneath a black balaclava.

My mouth dropped open.

Are you kidding me?

Frozen with shock and cursing my dumb luck and the decision to park near the SUV, I could only stare as my car bleeped, the lights flashing as it unlocked, and the man slipped behind the wheel. Of my car. How the hell did he unlock it?

What I did next was probably the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life. But I wasn't about to lose my precious Audi in addition to my wallet.

Pulling the pepper spray from the pocket of my hoodie, I raced back to my car just as the engine fired up.

Oh, no, you don't, asshole!

Yanking the passenger's side door open, I leaped into the vehicle just as it started to move forward.

The man jerked toward me in surprise.

I aimed the pepper spray at his face.

And pressed the trigger.

Leslie Georgeson writes romance and suspense, sometimes with a dash of sci-fi or paranormal tossed in to make things more interesting. She is the author of the popular military romantic suspense series, THE DREGS, which was nominated for the 2018 TopShelf Indie Book Awards. Her other titles include the UNLIKELY HEROES series, the UNDERNEATH series, the standalone romantic mystery, NO SON OF MINE, and the newly released romantic suspense duet, THE PACT. Book one, The Mocking Man, is now available on Amazon.

Leslie lives with her husband and daughter on a quiet country acreage in Idaho. She is currently working on The Honest Liar, the second book in THE PACT, and anticipates an early May 2020 release.

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Review: Malice by Coralee June

Malice by Coralee June

Series: Malice Mafia #1

Publication date: May 6th, 2021

Pages: 413

Spice Rating: 🔥🔥

Synopsis:

There are three rules for being best friends with a mafia princess:

1. Don't ask any personal questions.

2. Don't show up at her house unannounced.

3. Don't ever, ever let anyone know you're friends.

For three years, I followed the rules. Vicky and I met once a week at the diner where I worked. I was her slice of normalcy, she was the one person I could confide in. It might have been unconventional, but it worked for us.

One night, all hell broke loose and I got caught up in a battle of bloodshed where we almost lost our lives. I ended up face to face with Vicky's dangerous older brothers. Anthony, William, and Nicholas Civella--the made men of the Kansas City Mob.

After fighting for my life and proving myself worthy, they brought me into their deadly world. It was glamorous but twisted. Torture, death, and crime followed me everywhere I went, chiseling away at parts of me until I wasn't the same anymore.

Slowly, I betrayed my best friend, and fell in love.

Chances are they'll ruin me. This thing between us has deadly consequences. But in this criminal world, I'm learning that the rules don't apply when you're the boss.

**This book is a dark reverse harem romance and contains material that is intended for readers 18+. This book contains graphic sex scenes and violence. Please read with caution.**

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Review:

Juliet had a normal life working at a diner with a best friend she saw on a semi-regular basis and a grandmother she loved to death. But her best friend of three years had secrets and while Juliet was fine letting her keep her secrets until her best friend's mob boss brother shows up at the diner she works at and calls Juliet out as a rat. Faced with the prospect of being tortured and killed by Nicholas Civella Juliet must harness her inner psychopath. Once Nick realizes Juliet has nothing to do with his organization outside of befriending his sister, he and his two other brothers start integrating her into their family. She is to be the fly on the wall that they need to sniff out their actual rat. Meanwhile she gets to know the brothers and how damaged each of them are.

Anthony was captured, tortured, and assaulted to the point where he is more comfortable with the dead than the living. He is a special kind of psychopath but she finds a kindred spirit within him. He was a sweet and beautiful soul inside a killer's body.

William has been listening and learning about her for the past three years as her best friend's bodyguard. He has an obsession with Juliet that borders on a tragic poem. He is romantic and willing to do anything for Juliet that she asked. But he has a hard time standing up to her older brother. In his words, Nick is the heir, William is the spare, and he lives his life exactly like that.

Nick is cruel, quick to anger, and psychotic in the worst way. He has the ability to shut himself off from his feelings. He is the least redeemable of the three men in my opinion. He is domineering and controlling to the point of being a monster.

I feel if the book had been written with a bit less of Nick and a bit more of Anthony or William it would have been a highly regarded book for me. Nick wasn't just domineering and controlling, he was abusive. His tantrums reminded me that of a child. He's so willing to burn everything down to get what he wants without any thought to the consequences of his actions. He was what spoiled the book for me. Juliet is a psycho disguised as a nice girl. There is a darkness in her I kept waiting to see come out completely but it just trickled out around the seams and never fully developed. I hope that in the next books she is a bit more fleshed out. 

And as always, I always have at least one favorite in a harem. Anthony is it. I found him so delightfully quirky that, much like Juliet, I was able to overlook his clear mental issues. But I know that those issues aren't so quickly fixed. 

All in all, the book was middle of the road for me. It would have rated higher if there was even an ounce of humanity to Nick's character.

Review: Church by K.G. Reuss @KGReuss

Church by K.G. Reuss

Series: The Boys of Chapel Crest #1

Publication date: April 21st, 2022

Pages: 434

Spice Rating: 🔥🔥🔥

Synopsis:

The last time I spoke was eight years ago when my best friend tried to kill me. I never dreamed my silence would break with a scream.

Being sent to Chapel Crest after my new stepfather deemed me a heathen seemed like a blessing compared to staying with him and my mom. I was a mute demon in his eyes, and when the rod didn't beat the evil out of me, he prayed Chapel Crest could.

I envisioned the religious academy would become my sanctuary. I was wrong. So very wrong. Chapel Crest was an asylum moonlighting as a religious school. It's where the meds take out the demons in your head or the punishment from the staff will. 

If this place and its rules didn't break me, Dante Church and his cult of bullies would.

They called themselves the Watchers. They were dark and ruthless--everything a girl like me should avoid. But maybe something was wrong with me because the thought of being on my knees for the four devils appeals to me.

Even if it meant I was praying for survival. 

Going to Church took on a whole new meaning at Chapel Crest.

Church is book one of The Boys of Chapel Crest. It's a dark bully romance with four guys chasing one girl. There is no choosing. Only begging. And lots of praying. Please read the foreword.

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Review:

Sirena Lawrence was not crazy. She was a victim of a traumatic experience with her best friend at the helm. The trauma has left her with an inability to speak or communicate with others. She was well aware of what was going on around her but she had shut herself off from the world so that she no longer felt a part of it. After her stepfather failed in beating her into submission and getting her to speak again her family shipped her off to the Chapel Crest Asylum for Sirena's final year of high school. There she becomes the focal point of the worst of the worst. Four boys who have a wealth of psychotic tendencies of their own and their leader has decided she will belong to them. However, it seems her best friend is also at Chapel Crest and has decided to finish what he started when they were 10 years old. The bet is on, who can make the mute girl scream? Whoever breaks her silence keeps her forever. Will she crack under the trauma of her near death experience with her best friend or the psychotic tendencies of the four leaders of the school?

I am absolutely ashamed with myself for enjoying this book as much as I did. It was so dark but also incredibly tantalizing to watch Sirena battle her demons. While the boys were a bit unorthodox in their attempts to open her up and get her to address her fear, they definitely managed to do just that. It is the exposure therapy that she actually seemed to need. The feelings for each of the boys changed with the flip of a page. Sometimes they were sweet, other times crazy and sadistic. It varied and made me truly waffle between who I liked the most out of them (I did finally settle of preferring Stitches. I don't even know why). 

I think this book is not for the faint of heart and if you like cutesy romances with a lot of hearts and rainbows, this is not for you. But if you like raunchy, dark, I-hate-you-as-much-as-I-love-you heat, definitely dig into this read.