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text 2020-05-08 03:03
Pre-Order in Now Live!

Title: Musings Of An Untutored Pen

(A Collection of Poems Book 1)

Author: Fizza Younis

Release Date: 18 May 2020


It's a collection of poetry that is both happy and sad at the same time. Seemingly unrelated, these poems sketch a picture that is more to be felt than seen. They are witty, emotional, passionate, thought-provoking, hopeful, and sometimes tragic. Each piece is a part of the author's soul, a figment of her imagination, and a window to her most cherished dreams. In a simple yet profound way, each poem relays a message in the hope that it might guide the lost souls through their darkest times.


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Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08818MR42

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B08818MR42

Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B08818MR42

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text 2020-04-17 08:05
Cover Reveal - Trouble

Today we have the cover reveal for Gabrielle G’s Trouble! Check it out and be sure to pre-order your copy today!



Title: Trouble

Author: Gabrielle G

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: May 12th


About Trouble:



There are three things I have to protect: My heart, my scars and my life. Even from my best friend.


Some secrets have the power to change lives. Or ruin them. What I didn’t expect was for my best friend to walk away when I needed him most. I made the only decision I could. And I have no regrets–even if Lars Trouble can’t handle that. Now I just have to convince my broken heart it’s better off without him.




I don’t do secrets, I hate deceivers and I’m not in love with my best friend.


Or so I thought. As the man in the shadows, the drummer of the Darling Devils, the person I rely on most is my best friend. That is until I discover Naomi is a liar. If walking away from her was hard, learning she isn’t mine to love feels impossible. And just when I think it’s all finally coming back together, fate steps in and proves me wrong. But when you love someone, you do the only thing you can. You fight for your love story to begin.


A friends-to-lovers romance to the beat of the Darling Devils – the legends of music.


This novel contains chapters with difficult scenes that might trigger some readers. Please reach out to me for specific details.


Pre-Order Your Copy Today!



Exclusive Excerpt:



Lars and I were kissing, and it was delicious.


As delicious as a spoonful of Nutella. You know you shouldn’t indulge, but at the end of the day, you can’t resist. And why would you?


He detached his lips from mine, dove back in, kissed me some more.


It was hot.


Nutella with sparkles.


But then he stopped, looked at me with fire in his eyes and dropped the bomb that would define our relationship.


“That’s why I love your kind of girls so much.”  





It wasn’t a cold shower. It was an Arctic Tsunami.


I was just another preconceived notion, and this manslut of a rock star might have had an Asian fetish. (…)


Asian wasn’t a type.


It was the continent I came from. It was an ocean of misconception.


It was a melting pot of cultural mishaps of western minds.


And being Japanese, I hated men thinking I could become a Geisha once in their bed.


I liked sex. I liked men but not because I was born in Japan, not because I could become a mistress, and not because porn had made “Asian girls” the ultimate tight pussy to fuck.


I liked sex because I was me.  




So, coming out of the bathroom, I rejected Lars.




Unfortunately, I had to talk to him later that night, and when he thought I came for more, I burst his bubble.


He had never heard of an Asian fetish and was convinced it wasn’t a thing.


I told him to check it out.


I explained why I didn’t have sex or date men who fell in this category.


He listened.


He learned.


And we ended up talking all night, and then some more on the phone the next day and around coffee after that.


We talked about who we were, who I was, where I came from, what he liked, how he became a rock star, how it changed his life. We were spilling all of our secrets.


Or almost all of them.


We learned everything and anything there was to know about one another.


We spent nights together, talking for hours, falling asleep next to each other.


We were together for most of our free time, even if we barely had any.


We were always attached at the hip whenever we could be, wherever we would go.


It all started with a hot kiss, but Lars Trouble had become my most beautiful story.


He had become my best friend.  





About Gabrielle G:


Gabrielle G will do anything for a hot cup of tea, still celebrates her half birthdays and feels everyone has an inner temptuous voice. Born in France and having lived in Switzerland, Gabrielle currently resides in Montreal with her husband, three devilish children and an extremely moody cat. After spending years contemplating a career in writing, she finally jumped off the deep end and took the plunge into the literary world. Writing consumed her and she independently published her work. Gabrielle's style is fiercely raw and driven by pure emotion. Her love stories leave you out of breath, yearning for more, while at the same time wiping away tears.


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review 2020-04-15 07:38
Last Girls - Demetra Brodsky


Hey all! I recently finished this amazing YA novel set here in Washington, a tale about family, survival, and doomsday prepping. The book releases in just 3 weeks on 5.5.20; lots of time to get in a preorder and then get your book for your (quarantine) reading! If you send in your receipt to Demetra, she’s got some great prizes and preorder gifts in store...


The Juniper sisters in LAST GIRLS don't go anywhere without a backpack (what they call an EDC: Every Day Carry) and they take great pride in their artwork. Honey paints, Birdie draws comics, and Blue uses embroidery to fancy up her clothes (when she's not spending time with her beloved falcon, Achilles).

To honor the sisters' talents, author Demetra Brodsky will be sending one lucky winner some artistic inspiration by offering up a fabulous pre-order Grand Prize. But don't worry, everyone who orders will receive a gift with purchase. And, as a bonus, she is including a 2nd prize that holds a special place in her author heart.


ALL PREORDERS WILL RECEIVE: Last Girls 5x7 Glossy Art Print & Signed Bookplate




GRAND PRIZE WINNER: (chosen at random on or before 5/19) will receive a BUILT NY grey & blue camouflage backpack with thermal lunch compartment. Inside you'll find a mini acrylic painting kit (From Honey), a sketchbook & pen (From Birdie), an adorable 10" peregrine falcon plushie and mini sewing kit (from Blue), a flashlight (with batteries), a rosy tinted lip balm, camouflage band-aids, a 3-pack of portable tissues printed with positive messages, and a dehydrated camping meal like the one the sisters eat in the book.

FIRST PRIZE: (chosen at random on or before 5/19) A signed hardcover copy of my debut novel, DIVE SMACK, to round out your collection (Surprise! There's a big Dive Smack Easter Egg hidden in the pages of Last Girls)



TO ENTER: email proof of purchase to demetrabrodskybooks@gmail.com before May 5th. You'll get one entry for each copy of the book you purchase.
Available wherever books are sold.

Whenever possible, please support Indie Bookstores by buying through www.bookshop.org

You can also preorder your copy through these links:



Mysterious Galaxy in San Diego will have signed copies (not bookplates) and offers Free shipping for media mail rate within the U.S. on orders over $35. https://www.mystgalaxy.com/book/9781250256522


VISIT: www.demetrabrodsky.com to learn more!
*Open to U.S.A. Residents Only
*Sweepstakes run and fulfilled by the author
*Share with your friends



Good luck, and get your order in now!




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review 2020-03-30 04:18
Burn Zone (Hotshots #1) - Annabeth Albert

Jacob has been in love with Lincoln for a while.  They have had to live apart, since Lincoln would not give them a chance and hurt his best friend.  Jacob being his best friends little brother put a kink in the works.


Lincoln is not sure what to do when Jacob not only comes back to town, but works with him as a smoke jumper as well.  He has paid his dues.  The only issue now is can Lincoln let Jacob run in danger and not blow his cover?  His feelings have been hidden and now they may come to light.


This story was so HOT!  I mean that in both the figurative & literal ways.  I loved that this was a second chance story.  The job is dangerous, but so is loving someone forbidden.  These characters made losing sleep worth my while, as I could not put this one down until I finished the whole thing.  Lots of sparks a flyin'!  I give this read a 4/5 Kitty's Paws UP!


***This ARC copy was given by Netgalley & its publishers in exchange for an honest review.



You can pre-order today:

Amazon | iBooksB&N Kobo | Google




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text 2020-03-19 12:01
Cover & Excerpt Reveal - Pop Star

POP STAR by Eden Finley - Cover & Excerpt Reveal



Release Date: April 8, 2020

Cover Design: Cate Ashwood
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
Model: Jacob K.

Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance






What happens when the most successful boy band on the planet breaks up?

How about twenty thousand fans screaming my name.

But the price of fame comes with an increased risk to my safety.

I’ve been avoiding the dreaded B word for as long as I can, but after a close call with a rambunctious fan, I can’t do it anymore.

It’s time to give in.

I need to hire a full-time bodyguard.

And when he shows up, he not only screams badass, he’s another B word I try to stay away from: boyfriend material.


Protecting people is not what my company usually does, but the boss knows I need money, and the pop star is offering an insane amount to live with him and make sure no more crazy fans break into his house.

I’m doing it for the money and nothing else.

He may be the prettiest man I’ve ever seen, and I may feel sorry for the celebrity life he’s been forced into since he was a teenager, but that doesn’t mean anything.

Just because he fascinates me, that doesn’t mean I like him.

It doesn’t.

Professionalism. I’m gonna live it. Breathe it. Enforce it … Mostly.





“What’s a word that rhymes with regret?” I ask on the way home.


Brix doesn’t respond.


Forget. It’s not exact but close enough.” I scribble that down.


Brix doesn’t take his eyes off the road. “I can’t tell if you’re being passive aggressive or mocking.” 


Neither can I, if I’m being honest.


I’m not a dumbass. Hooking up with my bodyguard was stupid. Last night was a mistake, and we shouldn’t have done it. I knew the minute he shut down that I had to make a clean break.


I’ve done the forbidden relationship thing before. It’s not as romantic as people think. 


So, yeah, pretending it didn’t happen is what’s best. Even if it’s not what I want.

It’s better to end it now before I catch those dreaded feelings.


Maybe I can convince my brain that last night was a wicked fantasy instead of a memory, and I can use it for when I’m alone with my hand. Because something that explosive can’t be forgotten. It would be, like, blasphemous to the gods of gay sex.




I turn my head toward him. “Huh?”


“Are you really okay with what happened, or do you want me to call Trav and tell him I can’t work for you anymore?”


I frown. “You want to quit? Over a mishap?”


“Tackling you on my first day was a mishap. This … this was crossing basic lines that no employer and employee should ever cross.”


“You shouldn’t quit. Like you said, you need this job. I won’t mess that up for you.”


“Thank you.”


 I pretend to write something down. “Hey, what rhymes with fired?”


His gaze flicks my direction, and I grin. 


“At least we can joke about it already,” he mumbles.


“I like joking with you. As sad as this may sound, you’re not just my bodyguard. I kind of feel like … we’re friends.”


“Well, you did blow me. I guess that makes us friends.”


“Oh, so that’s what I’ve been doing wrong all these years. No wonder I have no friends. Blowjobs equal friendship. Got it. You should be a life coach instead of a professional badass.”


Brix side-eyes me. “Why don’t you have any friends? I thought you Hollywood types all had huge entourages.”


“Oh, I have an entourage, but I pay them to be with me, so it feels weird to call them friends. It’s not like I see them outside of them working for me.”


“So why is it different with me?”


“Blowjob. Duh.”


Brix laughs. “No, seriously.”


I shrug. “Maybe it’s because I’m with you twenty-four hours a day. The only time you get to escape is on your day off. We’re friends by proximity.”


“You know how to make a guy feel special.”


I sigh. “I don’t think I’ve had any real friends since I became famous.”


Brix’s tone changes and becomes more guarded. “What about that Jay guy?” 


“Maybe he counted at first. We were friends for a while.”


“And then you fell in love? Is he the one who left you on tour?”


I don’t want to get into this with Brix, or anyone for that matter, but that doesn’t stop the words from coming out. “Yeah. It’s a long messed-up story. In the end, he went and found, in his words, true love.”




“Eh. I’m not saying he didn’t have a right to move on. No one likes being shoved in a closet. But I guess … I don’t know. It seemed so easy and quick for him to find someone else. I have to believe our relationship wasn’t as meaningful as I thought it was.”


“Other people’s experiences don’t diminish your own. He may not have seen your relationship as anything more, but you did. Therefore, it matters. What you had matters.”


Damn him. 


I hate that he sees through that stuff. “Maybe I don’t want it to matter. You don’t want to waste the love of your life title on a guy who’s now married to someone else.”


Brix snorts. “What makes you think you only get one love of your life?”


“Uh, the whole construct of soul mates?”




“Wow. Dignified response.”


“Soul mates is a bullshit notion. There are over seven billion people on the planet, and you only get one? Only one of them is your perfect match? That’s a one in seven point five billion chance of finding the love of your life.


“Well, when you put it like that …”


“Relationships break down. People change. Those who are truly in love can work at it for years and still end up apart. It doesn’t mean they weren’t in love or that they were supposed to love someone else more. It just … is what it is. Heartbreak sucks, but it’s a part of life. Putting it down to destiny or fate or any other higher deity is lazy and dismissive of the effort needed to truly make a relationship work.”


“That’s …”


“Insightful? Philosophical?”




Brix bursts out laughing. “I guess it is a bit.”




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Eden Finley is an Amazon bestselling author who writes steamy contemporary romances that are full of snark and light-hearted fluff.


She doesn't take anything too seriously and lives to create an escape from real life for her readers. The ideas always begin with a wackadoodle premise, and she does her best to turn them into romances with heart.


With a short attention span that rivals her son's, she writes multiple different pairings: MM, MMF, and MF.

She's also an Australian girl and apologises for her Australianisms that sometimes don't make sense to anyone else.





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