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Tuesday, July 19, 2016

{Box Set Blitz + Giveaway} Dark Love - By Skye Warren






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Dark Love Boxed Set  - By Skye Warren
Release Date: 7/18/2016
Genres: Adult, Romance
 
Pretty When You Cry: 
A new dark romance novel from the New York Times bestselling author of Wanderlust and Prisoner… 
I came from a place of dirt floors and holy scriptures. They told me the world outside was full of sin, and the first night I escape, I find out it’s true. Ivan saves me, but he does more than that. He takes me. He makes me his own girl. 
My conditioning runs too deep. Ivan sees what I am. 
That’s the thing about showing a mouse to a cat. He wants to play. And it’s terrifying, even for me. Because the only thing darker than my past is his.
 
Caught for Christmas 
I’ll be home for Christmas… 
The plan is simple. Break into the club and steal the money I need to save my father. The ex-military bouncer isn’t going to stop me, even if he is hot as hell. 
If only in my dreams… 
Except he has a curious knack for knowing my next step. 
And there’s something dark underneath his desire, something dangerous. If he catches me, he might not let me go.
Goodreads / Amazon




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EXCERPT FROM PRETTY WHEN YOU CRY



He’s beautiful in a strange and sinful way, one that makes me more afraid. Not colorful exactly. His eyes are a gray color I’ve never seen before, both deep and opaque at the same time. The building itself is beautiful too with its wrought iron gate around a large courtyard. The fountain in the center is broken, but that only adds to the mystique.

The marquee sign reads Grand, a flash of neon pink against the black night.


He steps closer, the light from the sign illuminating his face, making him look even more sinister. “What’s your name?”


I couldn’t answer those other men, but I find something inside for him. I find truth. “I’m not allowed to say my name to someone else.”


He studies me for a long moment, taking in my tangled hair and my white dress. “Why not?”
Because God will punish me. “Because I’m running away.”


He nods like this is what he expected. “Do you have money?”


I have twenty dollars left after bus fare. “Enough.”
His lips twist, and I wonder if that’s what a smile looks like on him. It’s terrifying. “No, you don’t,” he says. “The question is, what would you do to earn some?”
Anything.
My voice is just a whisper. “I’m a good girl.”
He laughs, and I see that I was wrong before. That wasn’t a smile. It was a taunt. A challenge. This is a real smile, one with teeth. The sound rolls through me like a coming storm, deep and foreboding.
“I know,” he says gently. “What’s your name?”
“Candace.”
He studies me. “Pretty name.”
His voice is deep with promise and something else I can’t decipher. All I know is he isn’t really talking about my name. And I know it isn’t really a compliment. “Thank you.”
“Now come inside, Candace.”
He turns and walks away before I can answer. I can feel the night closing in on me, the sharks in the water waiting to strike. It’s not really a choice. I think the man knows that. He’s counting on it. Whatever is going to happen inside will be bad, and the only thing worse is what would have happened outside.
I hurry to catch up with him, almost running across the crumbled driveway, under the marquee sign for the Grand, past the broken fountain, desperate for the dubious safety of the man who could hold the darkness at bay. It’s the same thing that kept me in Harmony Hills for so long—fear and twisted gratitude.




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About the Author 
 

Skye Warren is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of dark romance. Her books are raw, sexual and perversely tender.


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GIVEAWAY

  • 5x eBook copies of Hold You Against Me



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    Tuesday, February 23, 2016

    {Book Blitz + Giveaway} Deep - By Skye Warren






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    Deep - By Skye Warren
    (Chicago Underground, #7)
    Publication date: February 23rd 2016
    Genres: Adult, Romance 


    Dark.  
    Powerful. Dangerous. 
    Philip Mason has all of Chicago under his thumb. Except me. 
    We met in a perfect storm of violence and lust. He saved me and then disappeared from my life. Now I pretend I never knew that kind of darkness. I focus on midterms and campus parties, as if they can wipe the slate clean.
    Then he turns up outside my dorm room—wounded and barely conscious. He’s the head of a crime syndicate, a powerful man, but he needs me now. There are traitors in his midst. 
    I can help him, but I can’t fall for him.
    Not again.

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    EXCERPT:

    It was dark outside, grown late, and I hadn’t eaten dinner yet. Somewhere out there, Philip was probably dining with crystal and expensive wine. Meanwhile I’d probably order a pizza with one of those coupons by the door.
    A low sound raised the hair on my neck.
    Oh God, I’m not alone.
    My gaze swept over the small dorm room. From here I could see the tiny bedroom area and the kitchenette. I could see almost the entire space. Empty.
    Maybe it was just one of my neighbors getting busy and—

    The sound came again, louder. A shiver ran through me. It was coming from outside the room, but not from either side. It was coming from the door.
    I crept over and looked out the peephole. An empty hallway bulged in the distorted lens.

    Now I was doubting myself. Had I actually heard something? Maybe it had come from the dorm room across the hall. When I first moved here, it had been shortly after my “ordeal,” as my adoptive mother called it. I had jumped at every sound, both real and imagined, more traumatized by my brush with danger than I’d wanted to admit.
    My gaze snapped to my phone.
    I could call my adoptive mother right now, but I knew she wouldn’t want to be bothered. I could call the building management, but I knew what would happen. The same thing that had happened last time I called them. They’d send my floor advisor to check on me. If there was anything scary in this hallway, she’d have to face it first.
    And if there wasn’t anything scary, if it was my imagination again, the PTSD I didn’t want to acknowledge, well then everyone would know how fucked up I was inside.
    No, I had to be overreacting. This was nothing. There was no one in the hallway. And even if there was, it would be some drunk guy, passed out on the wrong floor.
    I’m a normal college student, I reminded myself. I’m not afraid of anything.
    Both of those things were lies, I was neither normal nor brave, but at least I could send a drunk frat boy on his way.
    I opened the door a crack. Nothing.
    Relief filled me, and I opened the door wider.
    A body slid inside, slumped over without the door to support him. A short scream escaped me before I caught myself.
    He was wearing a three-piece suit stained with blood, his expression slack, eyes glassy with pain and delirium. Philip.
    Oh God, he was hurt. Really badly hurt if he couldn’t stand up. Horribly hurt if he’d ever have come to me of all people. I didn’t have time to process the shock of it, of seeing him again. I had to get him out of sight. If he’d been injured like this, someone was after him. Someone would want to finish the job.


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    About the Author:
     

    Skye Warren is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of dark romance. Her books are raw, sexual and perversely tender. 
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