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When the heroes have reputations like these, who needs a villain?
VIKTOR
Sarah Marsh
Series: Happy Evil After Book 1
Genre: Paranormal Romance Publisher: Evernight Publishing Publication Date: June 21, 2017
Pandora is a Fairy Godmother who’s never fit in with her own people. Only she has the power…and the attitude, to step in and help those who others have decided aren’t worthy of a happy ending. How hard could it be to manipulate some of the most feared beings in their world?
Viktor has spent his entire un-dead life being the bogey man to the paranormal community and that’s the way he wants to keep it....with everyone else far away from him. When the opportunity arises to take his revenge on his nemesis, he can’t resist—even if it means risking his reputation and rescuing the damsel in distress.
Halle never expected to find herself in need of a savior, especially one with a reputation like Viktor’s. But she’s used to listening to her instincts and her cat trusts the strange woman who pops up and claims to have some solutions.
If a girl can’t trust her own Fairy Godmother, then what is this world coming to?
This is such a unique story! The blurb alone makes me want to read this book and once I started I couldn’t stop. The romance is both sweet and seriously hot. I’m thinking some ice water on the side while reading this story would not be a bad plan.
Viktor by Sarah Marsh is the first in the Happy Evil After series. I love this series!!! Dark fairies, humor, sizzling heat, and did I mention humor. This is one of those stories I did not want to end. I loved it and want more from this amazingly well written series. Bring on the dark fairies and the questionable paranormals Dori saves.
- Tina, Goodreads Reviewer
An Excerpt from the Book
Take an inside look at Viktor. Read this sizzling excerpt from the book.
"I mean you no harm, lady. You can go. I'm only here for what's in the car," he said slowly walking towards her. She was a cute little thing, all soft curves with golden skin and hair.
"Ummm, yeah, about that … I'm what's in the car, Mr. Krescech. You have to take me with you out of here," she said almost nervously, those big green eyes pleading with him.
Clearly, she was also insane. What was with the women he was running into this week? Viktor had had more than his fair share of groupies throwing themselves at him in the bars, wanting to take a walk on the wild side for a few hours, but this wholesome little beauty certainly didn't look like the type, so he had no idea exactly what she was asking him for.
"I don't think so," he said, moving past her towards the open back door to search the car.
"Seriously, there's nothing else in the car. They were taking me from my family and my pard to be married to Conrad. I have to go with you to get away from him," she continued, putting her tiny little hands on her very curvy hips in a way that distracted him far more than it should have.
Interesting, so this little number was a leopard shifter? Viktor hadn't really had any interaction with the pard in this country, but by reputation, they were a good lot. Why on Earth would she agree to marry Conrad?
"I don't rescue damsels in distress. I eat them," he said with a flash of fang. "So run along, little kitten."
The tiny spitfire threw her hands dramatically up in the air and sighed loudly.
"You just saved me from a life of baby-making slavery. Aren't you supposed to whisk me away to your super-secret villain lair and ravish me? Sheesh, where's your follow-through?"
Viktor just stood there and stared at her for a moment. He didn't know whether to laugh at her ridiculous statement or take her up on her offer and bend her over right here on the trunk of Conrad's car. He was extremely turned on by the fact that she didn't seem the least bit afraid of him. He'd always tried to pretend that his reputation in the paranormal community pleased him, that it helped him by keeping the rabble away. But deep down it bothered him that everyone always thought the worst of him. His honor was just yet another thing that Melisandre and Conrad had stolen from him when they took his mortality.
"Don't you know who I am, woman?" he finally said as she just stood there looking at him expectantly.
"Yes, I know who you are. Who else is capable of keeping me out of Conrad's douchy hands?"
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About Sarah Marsh
Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives, she has only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She's been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she'd read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.
Sarah's also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.
When it comes to life in general she's a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there's no such thing as too much love, which is why she's such a sucker for a happy ending.
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Title: Swink
Series: Landry Family #5
Author: Adriana Locke
Genre: A Standalone Bad Boy/Good Girl Romance
Release Date: July 21, 2017
Blurb
Iâm that guy.
Camilla Landry rustles against me, the silky fabric of her overpriced lingerie slipping along my bruised rib. The porcelain perfection of her skin is even more innocent against the colorful ink dotting my own. Itâs demure meets damage, pampered meets punctured. So, yeah, itâs obvious Iâm that guy. Dominic Hughes. Her attempt at rebellion. Her bid to see what the other side of the tracks feel like. Iâm okay with being used because, from where Iâm sitting, the other side of the tracks have never looked so good.
Heâs standing in the doorway, one hand on the sweatpants that hang just below his chiseled hips and the other leans on the frame. The tattoos that mark his flesh are vivid against his bare skin, making the blues of his eyes shine.
He flashes a lopsided smile my way. âTook you long enough.â
âI donât drive like a bat out of hell,â I laugh, stepping past him. âDid you shower already?â
âYeah. I smelled like gym floors.â
âAs long as you donât smell like gym whores,â I say, setting the bags on the table in the kitchen.
His laugh is contagious and I feel myself smiling. A set of arms cage me in from behind, grasping the table on both sides of me. My skin breaks out in a shiver as his lips find the sensitive spot behind my ear.
His face buries in the crook of my neck and he takes a long, leisurely breath. âYou smell so good.â
âKeep doing that,â I say, relaxing my head onto his chest.
âWhat?â
âTalking with your mouth against me.â
âYou like this?â he asks all breathily so that each word whispers across my skin.
My eyes fall closed as I relish in this moment of nothing but him. âNo, I love this.â
âCan I tell you a little secret?â
âAs long as you keep talking, you can tell me whatever you want.â
He chuckles, dotting kisses up and down my neck. âI love this too, feeling your body give up the fight of the day and let me take over.â He turns me in his arms so Iâm facing him. âI love that you trust me enough to let your shoulders sink out of that perfect posture you walk around with.â
As he reaches up and undoes the elastic in my hair, I watch his features soften. He moves carefully, unwrapping the tie from the twisted mess in my locks, careful not to pull.
âThere,â he says, cupping the back of my head through my long tresses, âthatâs better.â
âYou donât like my hair up?â
âNot like you had it. You look to lunching-y,â he says, wrinkling his nose.
âLunching-y?â
âYes,â he grins.
âYou are too cute.â
âYou are too fucking sexy.â
Reaching up, I swipe the pad of my thumb over the cut above his eye. He flinches, but just for a second. âWhat happened?â
âBondâs right hand.â
âI hate him.â
âSo do I,â he snickers.
âLetâs get some ice for it.â
He leans in, his brows tugging together. âLetâs not.â His eyes hood as he takes me in, his tongue darting out and wetting his lips. My knees weaken, my body humming with delight at his reaction.
âI want to take care of you,â I whisper, although thatâs really on the backburner now. âLet me baby you.â
Instead, he lifts me up and places me on the table. My stomach clenches as he positions himself between my thighs, my sundress curling at my waist. I ring my legs around him, pulling him so close that the soft cotton of his sweatpants rubs against my opening.
He looks down. âYou arenât wearing panties.â
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Author Bio
USA Today Bestselling author Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own.
She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, and two dogs. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather's nice and there's always a piece of candy in her pocket.
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JILTED By Sawyer Bennett Release Day : July 11th BUY LINKS: Amazon: http://amzn.to/2ru98md B&N: http://bit.ly/2flkEaz iBooks: http://apple.co/2g2dHeM Google Play: http://bit.ly/2fx1gbn Kobo: http://bit.ly/2fyzH4P Hollywood hath no fury like a woman scorned. In this fun, flirty second-chance romance from New York Times bestselling author Sawyer Bennett, an aspiring starlet reconnects with her first love. “Sawyer Bennett never fails to deliver heroes I fall hard for and heroines I adore.”—Violet Duke Eden Goodnight went to Los Angeles to make it big, not to be publicly humiliated by her cheating fiancé at a red-carpet premiere. But when Eden returns to her hometown to put the scandal behind her, she can barely find a sympathetic shoulder to cry on. Turns out the locals are worse than the paparazzi, and they all think she’s turned into a spoiled brat. But in a strange twist of fate, the one person who seems to understand what Eden’s going through is Cooper Mayfield . . . the boy she left behind. Small-town charm is no match for the glitz and glamour of Hollywood. At least that’s what Coop’s been telling himself all these years. As Eden’s old flame—and the landscaper for her family’s historic home—Coop feels some responsibility for getting her out of her funk. But as soon as he sees that million-dollar smile, he’s a goner. Soon they’re making out like teenagers again. But when a life-changing role falls into Eden’s lap, Coop just hopes she doesn’t give up on a love that’s meant to be. ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Since the release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off Sides, in January 2013, Sawyer Bennett has released more than 30 books and has been featured on both the USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists on multiple occasions.
A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone. Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active toddler, as well as full-time servant to two adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or a combination of the two. |
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