*RELEASE BLITZ & EXCERPT* ~ Moonstone, by Lucy Felthouse

Out Now—Moonstone by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #reverseharem #rh #whychoose #ku #kindleunlimited

Do you love reverse harem romances? Love Christmas books? Then check out Moonstone! Moonstone is a standalone contemporary reverse harem romance, which is part of the Jewels Café series—all of which can be read as standalones.

Blurb

Christmas gifts aren’t the only surprises Ginny is going to get this year.

Moonstone Guinevere ‘Ginny’ Miles is in Silver Springs visiting her parents for the holidays. They moved to the town five years ago, and adore their new life here. Used to the hustle and bustle of London, England, Ginny isn’t convinced at first—what’s so great about a small town in Upstate New York, anyway? Despite her own opinions, it’s clear to Ginny the move has done her parents the world of good—they look years younger. There’s clearly something magical about this town.
Following some exploration of her own, Ginny discovers Silver Springs has its charms—Jewels Cafe is amazing, for starters, as is its pumpkin spice latte. Ginny’s drunk a lot of lattes in her thirty-three years, but nothing quite like this.

Her taste buds are still tingling from the tasty treat when she comes across a broken-down truck on the way back to her parents’ place. And when she spots the three gorgeous guys with the vehicle, it’s not just her taste buds that are tingling.
Is Ginny’s vacation in Silver Springs about to get a whole lot more interesting?

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Moonstone Guinevere Miles—known as Ginny to people who didn’t want to incur her fierce and everlasting wrath—heaved her suitcase off the luggage reclaim belt with an “Oof!” and placed it on the floor, a sigh of relief escaping her. At least the thing had wheels—she didn’t really have the energy for carrying a heavy suitcase all the way through Customs and out to Arrivals. The long, tiring flight had seen to that. No matter how much she tried, no matter how exhausted she was, she simply could not fall asleep on a plane. Ever. Eye mask, ear plugs, meditation, bloody whale music—nothing helped. She’d long since resigned herself to staying awake while snores from other passengers emanated around the cabin. At least it had only been about seven and a half hours since taking off from Heathrow—she couldn’t imagine what state she’d be in if she ever flew any longer than that—to Australia, New Zealand or somewhere.

Doubtful that would ever happen, though. It had taken long enough for her to get her backside out to the east coast of America, where her parents had been running a retreat since retiring five years ago. But then, things were different now, weren’t they? Which was why she was even here in the first place—it wouldn’t have been possible otherwise.

Thinking of her parents brought an inevitable smile to her face, and inserted a little more spring in her step. Despite the energy and mood suck that had been the flight, she was excited to be here. She was eager to see her parents, and to find out exactly what they’d built up over the last five years. She’d seen photos and videos, but it wasn’t the same as actually being there.

When they’d first announced they were using their retirement nest egg to open a retreat in Upstate New York, she’d been floored. Who the hell retires, only to take on a massive project like that? Surely the whole point of retiring is to wind down, enjoy some free time, relax? But no, her mum and dad—who, to be fair, had never been what one would call conventional—had set their hearts on it. They’d had a huge purge of their belongings, sold their cars and house, and jetted off across the pond, leaving Ginny shocked and not a little bereft. She’d been so used to having them close by and had quickly realized just how much she’d taken that for granted.

At the same time, her own career had taken off and she’d become so busy that her parents’ sudden distance hadn’t made the blindest bit of difference. She barely saw the inside of her own flat, never mind her friends and family. This was the first Christmas she’d had off work since then, too, and she was looking forward to spending it with her parents more than she could put into words. They’d been big on the festive period ever since she was a baby, and as such, Ginny’s brain was stuffed full of warm, fuzzy memories of Christmases past. They’d been useful to get her through the last five crappy ones, too, where a microwaved ready meal was the best she could hope for, if she hadn’t managed to wangle a free meal from the place she’d been working at at the time.

Her smile widened, and she walked faster still—God, just how big was this bloody airport?—desperate to see her mum and dad and start the Christmas holiday with a bang. Anticipation rushed through her. They’d have turkey and roast potatoes, pigs in blankets, mounds of vegetables, desserts laden with enough calories to last them until Valentine’s Day, Christmas carols, amazing decorations, a beautiful tree, fairy lights…

And Santa Claus. Two of them, in fact, jumping up and down enthusiastically and waving wildly at her, with not a rotund belly in sight.

Ginny was so excited, she couldn’t even be bothered with the embarrassment she might have felt at being greeted in a public place by her parents dressed up in Santa outfits. Plus, nobody knew her here anyway, so who cared?

She scurried around the barrier, almost flipping her case in her haste to turn a corner, then covered the remaining distance between them in seconds flat and released the handle of her suitcase. A series of squeals and exclamations went up—from all three of them—and then everything went dark as Ginny was enveloped in a warm, fluffy embrace, her face crushed up against what she suspected was the white fur trim on her mother’s jacket, and kisses rained down on her. It was all she could do to suck in oxygen as she was squeezed and squeezed them right back. She was assailed by the scents of clean clothes, shampoo, perfume, and cologne—all perfectly lovely smells by themselves, but somewhat overwhelming all at once. Unintelligible murmurings reached her ears, but she didn’t bother to reply since she had no idea what was being said. And she didn’t need words, anyway. All she needed at that moment in time was to soak up the enormous outpouring of love she was experiencing.

She was so bloody happy, she thought she might pop.

Eventually, her parents loosened their hold enough so she could step back and actually look at them. She took in her father’s handsome face, his steel-gray hair—or what she could see beneath the hat, at least—his wide grin, and her mother’s long, light gray, waist-length plaits, the glint in her eyes and the glow of her skin.

“Guys, you look fantastic! If this is what retirement does for you, I think I might sign up now.”
Her mother, Deborah, gave a nonchalant shrug—which, given her attire, was way more amusing than it should have been. “What can I say, sweetheart? I feel fantastic. I’ve got so much more energy than I ever had in London, even when I was much younger.” She shrugged again. “It’s the retreat, I’m sure of it—the moment your father and I first set foot there all those years ago, I felt there was something magical about it. Silver Springs is the most wonderful little town, and we’re lucky enough to live and work in the most spectacular part of it—though it hardly feels like work.”
Ginny gave her mother a kiss on the cheek, then turned to her father, Charlie. “And you, Dad? You look twenty years younger, but how do you feel?”

His face took on a beatific expression. “The same as your mother, kiddo. Exactly the same. If I’d known just how wonderful it would be, I’d have thrown in the towel and moved out here years ago. Decades, even.” He grabbed the handle of Ginny’s case in one hand, then looped the other around her neck and pulled her in to drop a kiss on her chin-length blonde hair, which he then ruffled. “I’m so thrilled you’re here, Moony. You’re going to love it in Silver Springs. Just love it! Come on, let’s get going. We’ve got a long drive ahead of us, and the weather’s on the turn.”

Ginny bit back comments on both his use of her childhood nickname, and his messing up of her hair. She didn’t want to dampen the almost euphoric mood that seemed to float between the three of them—a combination of being pleased to see each other, and her parents’ obvious appreciation of their new home. Though five years was hardly new anymore, was it? She really should have visited before now, but the circumstances had been impossible. Now they weren’t, and she was here, in the bosom of her family, at Christmas time, and it was going to be magical.

And, at some point, she’d enlighten her parents about the fact she had nothing in particular to rush home for, either. But that could wait. No need to burst the happy, everything-is-perfect bubble just yet. She’d let them all enjoy their first Christmas together in years before thinking about that.
They made their way out of the airport building. The cold air slapped Ginny in the face, momentarily taking her breath. Her slight gasp drew her mother’s keen eye. “I hope you listened to me, sweetheart, and brought warm clothes with you. It’s even colder up in Silver Springs, you know.”

“The car’s not far,” her dad piped up. “I’ll get the heating on as soon as we’re inside, and we’ll soon have you snug as a bug in a rug.” He tipped her a wink, and warmth flooded her veins. She hadn’t realized until now just how much she’d missed her wacky yet lovable parents. They might be unconventional, but they’d given her a wonderful childhood. When she’d reached adulthood, they’d remained incredibly close, with them managing to achieve the perfect balance of loving and supportive without being controlling. They’d let her forge her own path, make her own mistakes, and had been there to help pick up the pieces without uttering so much as a “I told you so.”
They’d definitely earned this idyllic new life they’d carved out for themselves, and she couldn’t wait to experience it for herself, if only for a little while. Though she wasn’t sure how much fun there was to be had in the back end of beyond. It was hardly going to be lively. Perhaps it was a good thing she was only here for an extended holiday.

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Author Bio

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves, Hiding in Plain Sight and The Heiress’s Harem series. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 170 publications to her name. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Join her Facebook group for exclusive cover reveals, sneak peeks and more! Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. Subscribe to her newsletter here

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*RELEASE BLITZ & ARC REVIEW* ~ Stolen Lies (Truth & Lies Duet 2), by K Webster and Nikki Ash

 

Title: Stolen Lies
Duet: Truth and Lies Duet #2
Authors: K Webster and Nikki Ash
Release: December 12, 2019
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Genre: Romantic Suspense

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My life was easy, simple, fun.
My life was brutal, horrific, ruthless.
Light.
Dark.
Until I got wrapped up with the wrong people.
Until a beautiful bride was dragged into my life.
Nothing but a piece of property to pay for the sins of my father.
I took her as my prize and made her mine.
I’m to be married off to a handsome monster.
Vengeance never tasted so sweet.
I see his truths every day, and it’s hard not to fall for the enemy.
I see her truths every day, and it’s hard not to fall for a woman who makes me weak.
He won’t let me escape, but I’m not sure I want to.
She can try to run, but I have no intention of ever letting her go.
I wanted to marry for love, but it looks like love is a lie.
I wanted to marry for hate, but it looks like hate is a lie.

My Review

Phenomenal Conclusion ~ 5 stars

Stolen Lies is a phenomenal conclusion to Talia and Kostas’ story which gave me all the feels. It’s emotional, suspenseful and at times violent and bloody, but also contains romantic and sizzling scenes between the couple who have come a long way together since their arranged marriage. I strongly recommend that you read the first book in the duet to fully appreciate the journey they have been on and their backstory and that of other key characters. I loved Talia’s metamorphosis from innocent young woman to mafia queen, but also that of Kostas who grew to appreciate the light Talia brought into his dark world. He is a monster but he is Talia’s monster and there is nothing he will not do to secure her safety and happiness.

The cliffhanger at the end of book 1 had me reeling and I dived into this read as soon as I got the chance, eager for its conclusion. I will not give away any spoilers, except to say that Kostas suffers greatly from the loss of his wife and Talia’s situation appears hopeless. However, once Kostas gets an inkling of her fate he will leave no stone unturned, however unpalatable, until they are reunited, brutally destroying anyone in his wake.

Revenge when it comes is sweet for both Talia and Kostas but boy do the authors make them and their readers suffer for their HEA! My heart was in my mouth for much of the book as I navigated the many surprises, twists and turns, the family secrets and the betrayals. The final denouement could not have been more fitting.

Recommended for lovers of romantic suspense, especially those partial to stories set in the mafia world.

Reviewed by Tina Williams

Please note an ARC of this book was given to me by the author for he purpose of a fair and honest review.

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MissPetiteBrunetteBookBlog – “Get ready for a jaw dropping conclusion to this magnificent duet.”

BookHaven Book Blog – “I dove in and couldn’t stop reading!! I inhaled this in a few hours and my jaw was dropping all over the place!!”

Melanie Helms – “Holy shiitake mushrooms. What a great conclusion! Wow.”

Leave Me Alone I’m Reading – “Omg… the feels, the action, the sex, the fucking blood and gore… perfecccttttt.”

Jillian (Goodreads) – “SIX STARS! This duet is at the top of my list for favorite reads in 2019. I was blown away.”

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*REVIEW* ~ Raider’s Treasure (Alpha Barbarians Book 1), by Leann Ryans

Blurb

When Lyric’s quiet life is shattered by a group of alpha warriors attacking her village, her only thought is to escape.
Injured and caught by the man leading the attack, she is told in no uncertain terms that he plans to claim her as his when she goes into heat.

Is Lyric doomed to be a valuable to guard, but never treasure?

Previously published as Raider’s Bounty, this is book 1 of the Alpha Barbarians series. It contains detailed scenes, a HEA, and no cliffhanger. ***This is a slow-burn Omegaverse Romance in set a historical, barbarian culture***

My Review

A Hot and Sweet Omegaverse Treat – 5 stars

I hugely enjoyed reading about the world the author created in this book. Although not as dark as Omegaverse books penned by other authors, the hero Raider is still Alpha to the core. The romance is as the blurb states, a slow burn, but what a burn as there is oodles of sexual tension in this captor/captive romance and the sex when it comes is so much the better for it reflecting the personalities of the couple.

Raider gets off to the worst possible start with Lyric, not only leading the war band that has attacked her village, killing many but also injuring her in the process. I loved how he is firm but caring in helping Lyrica recover and welcomed how the author slowly but surely forges a growing connection between the couple. Lyrica is no simmering captive, despite her fear for her future and her injuries and Raider will not stand any nonsense from his captive who he has decided to claim as his own. The couple are a perfect foil for each other.

I enjoyed how the sparks fly when Lyrica is not afraid of making him fully aware of what she thinks of his actions and those of his war band. Will Lyric succumb to her enemy and regain her sense of worth? Can Raider tame his reluctant captive? Will she survive the journey and the many pitfalls along the way?

A real treat of a book that will warm your heart.

I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am voluntarily leaving a review.

Reviewed by Tina Williams

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~*RELEASE BLITZ*~The Christmas Guardian, by Georgia S. Dickson

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Looking to fill your stocking with a Christmas read? Look no further. Georgia S. Dickson has the perfect read for the upcoming season with her new release The Christmas Guardian. It’s available now for 99p/99c on Amazon and free on Kindle Unlimited.

Blurb

Mary Beth doesn’t want a stupid trinket from a tourist shop. And a guardian angel charm for her pocket is certainly not something she needs.

However, to placate her well-meaning mother, Mary Beth throws the trinket into her handbag and sets off to Northamptonshire for a singles Christmas Holiday Extravaganza.

When sexy, single Noel saves her from drowning, it’s no coincidence that he happens to share his name with the angel in her handbag. As the Festive season gets into full swing, will events scare Mary Beth away, or will she learn to trust Noel and let him become the guardian of her heart as well as her body?

The magic of Christmas is about to begin.

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