Book Title: Sweetest Kill (Black Hearts, #4)
Author: Michelle Congdon
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: July 2015
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
With Caleb Spencer gone, there is only one person remaining on my list. Ryuu. And I’m coming straight for him.
But just when I thought my biggest issue was Russian mobster boss, Mikhail Sokolov, expecting me to play by his rules, life found a way to flip my entire world as I know upside down.
If I want Ryuu dead, I’ll have to move quickly, before I have time to rethink and back away. The only problem is I might very well lose the one man who has risked everything for me.
UNEDITED EXCERPT
PROLOGUE
I’m cold and drenched, but I’m not moving anywhere. The rain continues to flood down, making it hard to see through the window I’m standing in front of. A drop of water lands my eye and I blink it away in annoyance only to be hit with another droplet. No matter what, I refuse to tear my gaze away from the two figures I can see inside. It’s Ryuu and his young daughter. He’s reading her a story from a book, by the fireplace. She’s sitting on his lap, dressed in a white, frilly nightgown, smiling as she points at the pages.
My mind travels back to the years I was a small child, after Ryuu supposedly found me beaten and almost unconscious on his doorstep. He never read me stories. Not like this. He never sat me down and laughed as I pulled faces. Never brushed or played with my hair and tied it into a loose braid. No. I lived out most of my childhood in a dark room with nothing but fighting equipment. I trained day and night, six days a week, while he watched and would hit me with a thin stick every time I messed up. On the seventh day, I was allowed to rest, but would have to spend the day with my head buried inside books, after all, education was still important.
I was never his daughter, I can see that now, I was taken for one purpose, to be his ultimate weapon. He knew the moment he slaughtered my family what he wanted of me, and I fell into his sticky trap. Well, not anymore.
A movement to my left distracts me and I immediately glance in the direction. It’s one of Ryuu’s guard’s, who is not quite dead.
I’d snuck through a secret entrance, only key members of the family knew about. I was one of them. The place was heavily guarded, as I anticipated, but no one quite expected me to appear through the underground passageway. I killed all of the men, well almost.
With a tiny groan, I make my way over to the barely alive man. I drag him up by the shoulders and take hold of either side of his head. With a quick, firm flick, I snap his neck. The sound of his bone snapping brings a smile to my face.
Dropping his lifeless body, I return to the window. Ryuu and his daughter are getting to their feet. He kisses her on the forehead and I watch as she skips credulously out of the room.
I reach behind me and wrap my fingers tightly around the handle of my large dagger.
It’s time to hunt.
Michelle Congdon resides in Sydney, Australia. She enjoys reading books of all sorts of genres, watching way too many movies and TV shows (and Disney cartoons), singing out aloud to her favourite tunes, and going on adventures involving food and travel. Michelle is loud, talks a lot and shares an ever-growing list of book husbands with a friend. She has an overactive imagination, and has tried to put it to good use by sharing stories with anyone willing to listen.
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Title: GRIND
Author: Joanna Blake
Genre: Romance
Cover model: Drew Ater
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Cover Design: Margreet Rebel Edit & Design :
Release: August 2015
EYE CANDY. MANWHORE. HARDBODY. STUD. I'm just a piece of meat to the women I entertain. And I love it. That's until she walks into the club. Suddenly, I want more. I want her.
My name is Chandler but hardly anyone knows it. I go by Candy, and when I dance, I go all the way. Women scream my name and throw their panties at me. I take home any woman I want. Sometimes, I take two.
Carolina is the stuck up neighbor who drove me nuts with her prissy ways and her hot little body. Sure, it was high school the last time I saw her. But our families have been going to the same church for generations. And I always had my eye on her. She was the most beautiful girl in town, sure, but it was more than that. She was also the smartest. She knew it too.
We had one night. One kiss. I fell hard, and she moved away. Even back then, she knew I wasn't good enough for her. Now she's here, in my club for her bachelorette party. Her friends push her up on stage. And I decide the bride-to-be deserves a very, very private dance.
I'm not letting her get away twice. Especially when I find out the bastard she's planning to marry. Little Miss Perfect has no idea what's about to hit her. Or how far I will go to get what's mine.... Her.
GRIND is a stand-alone novel with a guaranteed HEA and no cheating!
Goodreads link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26017553-grind 
Something wet slid against my ear. I brushed it away, still half asleep. I felt it again and twisted to the side, grimacing at the slimy sensation. Now I was awake and I didn't want to be. Fucking hell. I opened my eyes to see a woman bending over me. Her long blond hair brushed my face and I turned my head away. "Cut it out." She sat up, glaring at me. "You didn't seem to mind last night." Normally, I would have soothed her. Called her by name. Trouble is, I had no fucking clue who the hell she was. I looked around. I had no idea where I was either. "Fuck me." She grinned at me, tossing her long bleached hair over her shoulder. "I already did." Belatedly I noticed that she was wearing some serious lingerie. Black and cream lace. It matched her bedroom. Her very expensive looking bedroom. I was swimming in a sea of neutral toned sheets and blankets. Silk probably. Expensive, definitely. "I'd like to again." I shook my head. "Sorry babe, I gotta go." She pouted. I rolled out of bed, looking for my clothes. "Oh come on... Didn't we have fun together last night?" I smiled and nodded. It's not that she was bad looking, even if she was at least a decade older than me. It was hard to tell with these rich older broads. She was toned, buffed and polished to a high shine. Well preserved didn't even begin to cover it. Yeah, she was hot. Not just for a cougar either. But I wasn't in the mood. I didn't usually go for seconds anyway. Hell. I never did. Hit it and quit it was my motto. It served me well. I didn't want any entanglements and I doubted I ever would. I looked at her, giving my best impersonation of someone who gave a shit. "Where are my clothes?" She smiled back and shrugged. "I really couldn't say." Fucking hell. "That's great. Just great." I looked around the room, lifting cushions and opening drawers. Nada. On the bedside table were my keys, wallet and phone. I scooped them up, thanking God for small favors. "Have a nice day, Ma'am." "Wait- you aren't leaving like that!" I coyly waved bye bye to her and left. I jogged through her palatial house in the buff. The marble floors were cool under my feet. It was tastefully done, just like the lady herself. She was chasing me through the house, becoming less composed by the second. "Seriously, you can't! What will the neighbors think?" I stopped at the front door of her mansion, glancing back over my shoulder. "You should have thought of that before you hid my shit." She screamed in frustration and threw a vase at me. I heard it shatter against the door as I closed it behind me. Just in the nick of time. "Damn. That would have left a mark." I made a call as I strolled down her manicured driveway to the gate. "Joss, can you pick me up? I need a ride." I leaned against the wrought iron gate and waved at a neighbor who was walking their dog. "Take your time." 
Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. Hot Blooded Heroes is a series of sizzling stories about True Blue American men and the women who love them. She's thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press on her new series! C
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Something wet slid against my ear. I brushed it away, still half asleep. I felt it again and twisted to the side, grimacing at the slimy sensation. Now I was awake and I didn't want to be. Fucking hell. I opened my eyes to see a woman bending over me. Her long blond hair brushed my face and I turned my head away. "Cut it out." She sat up, glaring at me. "You didn't seem to mind last night." Normally, I would have soothed her. Called her by name. Trouble is, I had no fucking clue who the hell she was. I looked around. I had no idea where I was either. "Fuck me." She grinned at me, tossing her long bleached hair over her shoulder. "I already did." Belatedly I noticed that she was wearing some serious lingerie. Black and cream lace. It matched her bedroom. Her very expensive looking bedroom. I was swimming in a sea of neutral toned sheets and blankets. Silk probably. Expensive, definitely. "I'd like to again." I shook my head. "Sorry babe, I gotta go." She pouted. I rolled out of bed, looking for my clothes. "Oh come on... Didn't we have fun together last night?" I smiled and nodded. It's not that she was bad looking, even if she was at least a decade older than me. It was hard to tell with these rich older broads. She was toned, buffed and polished to a high shine. Well preserved didn't even begin to cover it. Yeah, she was hot. Not just for a cougar either. But I wasn't in the mood. I didn't usually go for seconds anyway. Hell. I never did. Hit it and quit it was my motto. It served me well. I didn't want any entanglements and I doubted I ever would. I looked at her, giving my best impersonation of someone who gave a shit. "Where are my clothes?" She smiled back and shrugged. "I really couldn't say." Fucking hell. "That's great. Just great." I looked around the room, lifting cushions and opening drawers. Nada. On the bedside table were my keys, wallet and phone. I scooped them up, thanking God for small favors. "Have a nice day, Ma'am." "Wait- you aren't leaving like that!" I coyly waved bye bye to her and left. I jogged through her palatial house in the buff. The marble floors were cool under my feet. It was tastefully done, just like the lady herself. She was chasing me through the house, becoming less composed by the second. "Seriously, you can't! What will the neighbors think?" I stopped at the front door of her mansion, glancing back over my shoulder. "You should have thought of that before you hid my shit." She screamed in frustration and threw a vase at me. I heard it shatter against the door as I closed it behind me. Just in the nick of time. "Damn. That would have left a mark." I made a call as I strolled down her manicured driveway to the gate. "Joss, can you pick me up? I need a ride." I leaned against the wrought iron gate and waved at a neighbor who was walking their dog. "Take your time." 
Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. Hot Blooded Heroes is a series of sizzling stories about True Blue American men and the women who love them. She's thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press on her new series! Come along for the ride! XoX, Joanna
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A Bad Boy For Summer: http://amzn.to/1QfU9Da
Ride With Me: http://amzn.to/1e4hKpH
Slay Me (ROCK GODS): http://amzn.to/1B3FAMm
Dare Me (ROCK GODS): http://amzn.to/1FTqbdg
Cover Me (ROCK GODS): http://amzn.to/1I7qHWr
Wanted By The Devil (DEVIL'S RIDERS): http://amzn.to/1B68bkl
Still Waters (DEVIL'S RIDERS): http://amzn.to/1I7qwug
Safe In His Arms (DEVIL'S RIDERS): http://amzn.to/1QrZ58n
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