Blog Tour: Too Good at Goodbyes by RC Boldt

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Too Good at Goodbyes by RC Boldt

Release Date: October 29, 2019

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Too Good at Goodbyes, an all-new standalone contemporary romance by RC Boldt.

 

First Top 40 hit at age seventeen? My first tabloid breakup scandal quickly followed. 

Earned my first Grammy? Discovered Mommy Dearest was embezzling my money. 

Landed a leading role in a movie? My fiancé called off our engagement the next day.

I might have a multi-million-dollar recording contract, a sold-out world tour, and more money in the bank than I ever imagined, but every time I hit a milestone in my career, my personal life suffers.

Then in steps my new bodyguard, rugged and with a past I connect with. The closer we get, the more powerful my feelings grow, complicating our professional relationship.

I thought Kane would be different. I hoped he’d be the one man to stand by my side, undaunted by the fame and attention that trails me. 

The press calls me the “Ice Princess of Pop” because of my unyielding façade throughout heartbreak and betrayal. Perhaps it’s time to show them the real me. 

With every syllable, I pour out my emotions and allow them to puddle, forming lyrics from my soul’s breath. And with each word, my broken heart cries out for Kane, begging him to help me break this pattern.

To help me stop being so d*mn good at goodbyes.

A stand-alone, contemporary romance.

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Download your copy today!

Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2ZgwxbZ

Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/TooGoodatGoodbyesRDB

Apple Books US: https://apple.co/2KW50TL

Kobo: http://bit.ly/2MtcHUy

Nook: http://bit.ly/2L43OxI

Google Play: http://bit.ly/2Zm3wvc

Add to Goodreads: http://bit.ly/31Sstw1

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Excerpt:

SIMONE

Present Day

The Super Bowl Halftime Performance

Hard Rock Stadium

Miami Gardens, Florida

     Facing what’s estimated to be over sixty-seven thousand people with my favorite guitar strapped snug against me, I prepare to sing my final song.

     Standing up here in front of thousands of fans is second nature. I performed in countless dive bars before breaking onto the scene and securing my first record deal, then moving on to sold-out world tours. Which means I shouldn’t have sweaty palms like a preteen working up the nerve to talk to her crush.

     My heart shouldn’t be racing like a horse competing in the Kentucky Derby.

     My stomach shouldn’t churn as though I’ve eaten ceviche from a questionable food truck.

     Tremors shouldn’t affect my hands like a virgin embarking on their deflowering.

     None of this should be afflicting me. But it is.

     Because of him.

     Because of the current state of my heart.

     But this is how I deal with heartache. With tragedy. With…life.

     “This is a little different, and I hope you like it,” I rasp into the mic. Noise from the cheering fans is deafening, and like every time I perform, the surreal quality never quite fades.

     Tonight marks the first time I’ll share a song I wrote about someone who eviscerated my heart entirely. My other relationships—and subsequent failures—pale in comparison.

     It’s no secret that love and broken hearts inspire great songwriting. With regard to the latter, it’s never hard to find someone mourning an unrequited love, suffering heartache, or wishing they’d find their own glorified everlasting love.

     But have you noticed when male musicians write about it, they’re never on the receiving end of the snide, sarcastic comments of, “Oh, poor thing. He’s rich and famous and can’t find love. Boo-freaking-hoo.”?

     Yet when I write lyrics that are the closest thing to ripping out my heart and putting it on display for the world, I receive the “She’s probably selfish and put her career first” or “She probably cheated, and now she’s regretting it” or “Mm. So sad. The Ice Princess of Pop is heartbroken.”

     My response? Fuck that noise. I’m writing from my heart and soul, regardless of how damaged they might be at any given time. And as long as my fans continue to support me, I’m going to keep on keepin’ on.

     “I’d like to dedicate this song to a special person.” I duck my chin, willing myself to maintain composure. “It’s called ‘Embers.’”

     Once I strum the first note on my guitar, everything around me fades. My voice emerges from the shards scattered within my chest where my working heart once was.

     When I play that final chord, I see tears streaming down the faces of the fans in the front rows. And yet again, I’m reminded of something all too easily forgotten. That there are others who can relate to lyrics written from my soul’s breath.

     Because in heartache, we’re never truly alone.

 

About RC Boldt:

RC Boldt enjoys long walks on the beach, running, reading, people watching, and singing karaoke. If you’re in the mood for some killer homemade mojitos, can’t recall the lyrics to a particular 80’s song, or just need to hang around a nonconformist who will do almost anything for a laugh, she’s your girl.  


Connect with RC Boldt:

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/RC_Boldt

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Release Blitz: Too Good at Goodbyes by RC Boldt

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Too Good at Goodbyes, an all-new standalone contemporary romance by RC Boldt is LIVE!

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First Top 40 hit at age seventeen? My first tabloid breakup scandal quickly followed. 

Earned my first Grammy? Discovered Mommy Dearest was embezzling my money. 

Landed a leading role in a movie? My fiancé called off our engagement the next day.

I might have a multi-million-dollar recording contract, a sold-out world tour, and more money in the bank than I ever imagined, but every time I hit a milestone in my career, my personal life suffers.

Then in steps my new bodyguard, rugged and with a past I connect with. The closer we get, the more powerful my feelings grow, complicating our professional relationship.

I thought Kane would be different. I hoped he’d be the one man to stand by my side, undaunted by the fame and attention that trails me. 

The press calls me the “Ice Princess of Pop” because of my unyielding façade throughout heartbreak and betrayal. Perhaps it’s time to show them the real me. 

With every syllable, I pour out my emotions and allow them to puddle, forming lyrics from my soul’s breath. And with each word, my broken heart cries out for Kane, begging him to help me break this pattern.

To help me stop being so d*mn good at goodbyes.

A stand-alone, contemporary romance.

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Download your copy today!

Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2ZgwxbZ

Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/TooGoodatGoodbyesRDB

Apple Books US: https://apple.co/2KW50TL

Kobo: http://bit.ly/2MtcHUy

Nook: http://bit.ly/2L43OxI

Google Play: http://bit.ly/2Zm3wvc

Add to Goodreads: http://bit.ly/31Sstw1

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About RC Boldt:

RC Boldt enjoys long walks on the beach, running, reading, people watching, and singing karaoke. If you’re in the mood for some killer homemade mojitos, can’t recall the lyrics to a particular 80’s song, or just need to hang around a nonconformist who will do almost anything for a laugh, she’s your girl.  


Connect with RC Boldt:

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/RC_Boldt

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Release & Review Blitz: Southern Heartbreaker by Jessica Peterson

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He was the bad boy I fell for in college. Now he’s a sexy single dad and Charleston’s most successful venture capitalist. Dominant and decisive, Ford Montgomery is used to getting what he wants. And he just set his sights on me…

Southern Heartbreaker, an all-new standalone contemporary romance in the Charleston Heat series by Jessica Peterson, is LIVE!

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Ford Montgomery was my first everything.

First love. 

First guy I slept with.

First heartbreak when he dumped me without explanation.

A decade later, it’s just my luck he’s the first guy I run into after moving back to my hometown of Charleston. Three piece suit, tie, and a watch worth more than my car–being a mogul looks good on Ford. So does being a doting dad to his adorable four-year-old daughter. 

I tell myself I can resist him. But one impulsive, ill-advised kiss later, and Ford is in hot pursuit. He’s determined to make up for his past mistakes, and convinces me to give him a second chance.

What started out as fun between the sheets gets really serious, really fast. Problem is, I swore I’d never give up the dreams I worked so hard for to settle down and do the family thing. 

But seeing Ford light up around his daughter–seeing how he’s chasing his ambitions while rocking fatherhood–is making me rethink what I want out of life.

It doesn’t help that behind his corporate veneer is the bad boy I fell in love with. And bad boys aren’t afraid to play dirty…or break hearts.

Southern Heartbreaker is part of the Charleston Heat Series, which is a series of interconnected standalone novels set in the steamy southern town of Charleston, South Carolina.

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Download your copy today or read free in Kindle Unlimited!

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About Jessica:

Jessica Peterson writes smart, sexy romance set in her favorite cities around the world. She grew up on a steady diet of Mr. Darcy, Jamie Frasier, and Edward Cullen, and it wasn’t long before she started creating irresistible heroes of her own. She loves strong coffee, stronger heroines, and heroes with hot accents.

She lives in Charlotte, North Carolina, with her husband Ben and her smelly Goldendoodle Martha Bean.

Connect with Jessica:

Website: www.jessicapeterson.com

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Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/jessicapetersonauthor

Instagram: @JessicaPAuthor (https://www.instagram.com/jessicapauthor/)

Email: jessicapauthor@jessicapeterson.com

Blog Tour: London Royal by Nana Malone

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London Royal by Nana Malone

Release Date: October 22, 2019

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London Royal, book one in an all-new contemporary romance duet by Nana Malone.

Rich. 

Entitled. 

Possessive pain in my ass. 

I know exactly what I don’t want. 

I escaped to London under the cover of night, never thinking I’d run smack into a man who would turn me inside out. 

I had a plan. Simple, really. 

Step one: Follow my dream, away from from the demons of my past. 

Step two: Land on my own two feet, preferably far, far, away from the man who hurt me and broke my heart. 

Step three: Live a little and avoid all men with dark secrets. 

So far, I’m not doing so hot. 

He’s a royal amongst peasants, and the last kind of trouble I need–a filthy rich alpha who can see straight into my soul. Our secrets hold us both captive.

Something tells me I’ll be powerless to stop his magnetic pull, especially when he tells me I’m going to be his, damn the consequences. 

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Pre-order your copy today! 

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2mwzOC0

AppleBooks: https://apple.co/2kzYIA5

Amazon Worldwide: mybook.to/LondonRoyalNMAW

Nook: http://bit.ly/LondonRoyalNMBaN

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Google Play: http://bit.ly/2kV7HfB

Audible: Coming soon!

Paperback: Coming soon!

Add to GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2l6iXFJ

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 Excerpt: 

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Abbie…

     “I figured I’d try something different and ask you to dance.”

     I whirled around and let out a small squeak of alarm. The muscles in my lower belly quivered, and my breath caught. My savior from earlier stood in front of me, looking like a cross between an angel of mercy and the devil incarnate. “We have to stop meeting like this,” I mumbled.

     A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Well, there’s no rain at the moment, so we should be safe. I trust we were able to save your camera?”

     Heat flooded my cheeks. “Yes. Thank you. Honestly that could have been ugly today. I’m indebted.”

     “How about a dance, and we’ll call it even?”

     A dance? With him? Pressed up against… “I, uh…”

     “Now, I’m not as good as you are, so you’ll need to take it easy on me.” He outstretched his hand and waited for me to take it. He didn’t press or push, just stood there… waiting.

     Jasper didn’t help me when he switched the track to a dancehall reggae song with a grooving beat.

     Butterflies fluttered low in my belly. When was the last time I’d had butterflies? Unfortunately, with those butterflies also came fear. The fact was I didn’t know this guy. But, if he’d wanted to hurt you, he could have already. It’s just a dance.

     I glanced down at his hand and placed my palm in his. Determined not to be nervous, I smiled up at him. “Hardly seems fair. You saved my life, and all you get is this dance.”

     He drew me close, but not too close, keeping his hands at my waist. He waited patiently until I looped my arms around his neck. “It’s well worth it to me.” The low rumble in his chest as he spoke sent shivers coursing through my body.

     As it turned out, he didn’t need any help dancing. He moved us easily in time to the seductive beat. I didn’t dare look around because I knew what I’d find—couples pressed so close that we might as well be naked and in bed. Dirty dancing was a requisite of dancehall music, but my partner kept a marginally safe distance between us, figuratively if not literally, because with every down swing of the base, our hips rocked into each other.

     I swallowed hard, but then forced my gaze up to meet his. As soon as our eyes met, my heart rate kicked. His slate gray eyes, framed by dark lashes, stayed on mine. Nervously, I licked my lips. He stilled for just a second, causing me to lose my footing and bringing me flush against his body.

     I froze, muscles tight. Touching wasn’t something I was used to or allowed easily. But with him, I didn’t want to be anywhere else. He smelled of mint and something crisp and woodsy, like he’d spent the afternoon outside on the water. I released my strangled breath and let my body relax into his. I felt, rather than heard, the low rumble in his throat as his chest vibrated against mine. His warmth enveloped me, and I could tune out everything but him. As if it were only the two of us on the edge of the dance floor.

     There, in the dark, in the arms of a relative stranger, I felt safe.

     His hands shifted on my waist as his thumbs traced my hip bones, and I forgot to breathe. Wobbly knees forced me to tighten my hold on him. As if responding to my body’s automatic softening, my eyes dipped to his lips.

     What the hell am I doing? My brain tried desperately to take control of the situation, but I didn’t feel like listening. For the first time in longer than I cared to think about, I liked having someone’s hands on me. I wasn’t afraid. Instead, I craved it, that connection. My body hummed with vibrant sexual energy. An energy I hadn’t felt in six long years. There were nerves, but not from fear or trepidation. It felt good. Better than good. It made me remember how much I needed to be touched. Or rather touched by someone who could make me feel safe.

     But just as the last of the tension ebbed out of my body, his thumbs pressed gently against my hip bones, moving me back several inches. He raised his head, and we stood like that for several seconds before I realized Jasper had switched the music. Oh, God. I’d been standing there with a total stranger, practically melting into him.

     Heat rushed to my face. “I—”

     He smiled, and I was too blinded to finish. Gently, his thumbs traced across my hip bones once more, and he let me go. “Thank you for the dance.” Then he turned around and walked away.

     I spent several seconds staring after him. What the hell had just happened?

     “Hey, there you are.” Faith’s voice broke me out of the fog. “Who was that you were dancing with?”

     I stared into the crowd feeling empty. “I have no idea.”

 

About Nana:

USA Today bestseller, Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she “borrowed” from her cousin. 

It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since. With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.

While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, in the meantime Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.

 

Connect with Nana:


Website: http://nanamaloneromance.net/

Facebook: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneFB

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneGR

Twitter: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneTwitter

Apple Books: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneAB

Instagram: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneIG

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2Wwz3t9

Blog Tour: Before You by Marni Mann

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Before You by Marni Mann

Release Date: October 22, 2019

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Before You, a contemporary romance and a devastating examination of the people we meet, the life we create, and the things we lose from USA Today best-selling author Marni Mann.

 It was supposed to be a typical work trip. New York to San Francisco, window seat, exit row. Maybe a mimosa.

 

Then, seat 14B sat down. When our eyes met, the flight became anything but routine.

 

I could pinpoint the moments in my life where everything changed forever.

 

Meeting Jared on that flight was first.

 

Falling in love with him was second.

 

Discovering the secrets he kept was third. 

 

Putting my broken self back together and forgetting what I learned would be difficult. Forgiving Jared would be impossible. 

 

He said, before me, nothing mattered. But after him, nothing would ever be the same.

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Download your copy today!

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2N3sw4J

Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/BeforeYouMM

Apple Books: https://apple.co/2kcr5Es

Nook: http://bit.ly/2m6Fz9q

Kobo: http://bit.ly/2m6BAtt

Google: http://bit.ly/2lMzfDC

Add to Goodreads: http://bit.ly/BeforeYouMMGR

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Excerpt:

     “Are you willing and able to help in the event of an emergency situation?” the flight attendant asked as she stood beside our row. She had appeared directly after the announcement that informed us that all of the passengers were now on board the plane to San Francisco and the pilots were doing their final preparations before Flight 88 pulled away from the gate.

     “Yes,” I answered, and I should have gone back to the article on the housing market in lower Manhattan that I’d started when I was waiting to board. Instead, my eyes were on her.

     The girl in seat 14A.

     She had dark hair that went well past her shoulders, a patch of freckles under each of her eyes, and lips that were pouty and full. She wasn’t beautiful. She was exquisite.

     And she had no idea at all.

     In the forty-seven years I’d been alive, I’d learned something about women. There were those you couldn’t help but look at and those you just shouldn’t look at.

     She was both.

     That was rare.

     “Yes,” she replied to the flight attendant, and then she looked at me. 

     Before all of the interruptions, she had asked why I was going to California. I finally answered, “Some work, some pleasure. And yourself?”

     “Same.” Her eyelids narrowed. “Are you from Manhattan? I don’t detect an accent.”

     I felt the paper in my hands and knew there was no way I could go back to it. Not yet at least, not with her fiery green gaze on me.

     “When you’ve lived in New York for as long as I have, you tell people you’re from there. It’s easier.”

     She laughed, and it caused me to keep staring at her. “I’ve been here a while, too, and I agree. Once New York becomes home, you seem to forget everywhere else you’ve lived.” She tucked some hair behind her ear. “Why is that?”

     When I’d asked my assistant to book this flight, I hadn’t considered flying commercial would put me in a position for conversation, like the one she’d just started. I hadn’t thought much about the actual flight at all besides knowing I had to be on it.

     But now that I was here, I had no idea what the fuck I was thinking.

     I really shouldn’t be going to San Francisco at all.

     I looked away from her to glance up ahead. The main door was closed, telling me it was too late to get off the plane. The only thing I could do at this point was get some air.

     I excused myself, halfway to my feet, knowing we were minutes from leaving the gate and supposed to be in our seats, and I went down the aisle. “I’ll be quick,” I said to one of the flight attendants as she approached me, and I continued to the lavatory.

     When I got inside, I locked the door behind me, guessing I had about thirty seconds before I heard a knock.

     If I were in any other restroom, I would have washed my face, but I wasn’t going to do that with the water from a plane. What I needed from this tight, crammed space was to catch my breath.

     Because all of it had been sucked out of me, and there wasn’t any air to be found in row fourteen.

About Marni: 

Best-selling Author Marni Mann knew she was going to be a writer since middle school. While other girls her age were daydreaming about teenage pop stars, Mann was fantasizing about penning her first novel. She crafts sexy, titillating stories that weave together her love of darkness, mystery, passion, and human emotion. A New Englander at heart, she now lives in Sarasota, Florida with her husband and their two dogs who subsequently have been characters in her books. When she’s not nose deep in her laptop working on her next novel, she’s scouring for chocolate, sipping wine, traveling to new locations, and devouring fabulous books.

Connect with Marni:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MarniMannAuthor/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/MarniMann

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/marnimann/

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/marnimann/

Stay up to Date with Marni by signing up for her mailing list here: http://marnismann.com/about/

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Release Blitz: Before You by Marni Mann

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From USA Today best-selling author Marni Mann comes Before You, a contemporary romance and a devastating examination of the people we meet, the life we create, and the things we lose. Before You is LIVE!

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 It was supposed to be a typical work trip. New York to San Francisco, window seat, exit row. Maybe a mimosa.

 

Then, seat 14B sat down. When our eyes met, the flight became anything but routine.

 

I could pinpoint the moments in my life where everything changed forever.

 

Meeting Jared on that flight was first.

 

Falling in love with him was second.

 

Discovering the secrets he kept was third. 

 

Putting my broken self back together and forgetting what I learned would be difficult. Forgiving Jared would be impossible. 

 

He said, before me, nothing mattered. But after him, nothing would ever be the same.

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Download your copy today!

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2N3sw4J

Apple Books: https://apple.co/2kcr5Es

Nook: http://bit.ly/2m6Fz9q

Kobo: http://bit.ly/2m6BAtt

Google: http://bit.ly/2lMzfDC

Add to Goodreads: http://bit.ly/BeforeYouMMGR

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About Marni: 

Best-selling Author Marni Mann knew she was going to be a writer since middle school. While other girls her age were daydreaming about teenage pop stars, Mann was fantasizing about penning her first novel. She crafts sexy, titillating stories that weave together her love of darkness, mystery, passion, and human emotion. A New Englander at heart, she now lives in Sarasota, Florida with her husband and their two dogs who subsequently have been characters in her books. When she’s not nose deep in her laptop working on her next novel, she’s scouring for chocolate, sipping wine, traveling to new locations, and devouring fabulous books.

Connect with Marni:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MarniMannAuthor/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/MarniMann

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/marnimann/

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/marnimann/

Stay up to Date with Marni by signing up for her mailing list here: http://marnismann.com/about/

http://marnismann.com

 

Release Blitz: London Royal by Nana Malone

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London Royal, book one in an all-new contemporary romance duet by Nana Malone, is LIVE!

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Rich. 

Entitled. 

Possessive pain in my ass. 

I know exactly what I don’t want. 

I escaped to London under the cover of night, never thinking I’d run smack into a man who would turn me inside out. 

I had a plan. Simple, really. 

Step one: Follow my dream, away from from the demons of my past. 

Step two: Land on my own two feet, preferably far, far, away from the man who hurt me and broke my heart. 

Step three: Live a little and avoid all men with dark secrets. 

So far, I’m not doing so hot. 

He’s a royal amongst peasants, and the last kind of trouble I need–a filthy rich alpha who can see straight into my soul. Our secrets hold us both captive.

Something tells me I’ll be powerless to stop his magnetic pull, especially when he tells me I’m going to be his, damn the consequences. 

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Pre-order your copy today! 

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2mwzOC0

AppleBooks: https://apple.co/2kzYIA5

Amazon Worldwide: mybook.to/LondonRoyalNMAW

Nook: http://bit.ly/LondonRoyalNMBaN

Kobo: http://bit.ly/LondonRoyalNMK

Google Play: http://bit.ly/2kV7HfB

Audible: Coming soon!

Paperback: Coming soon!

Add to GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2l6iXFJ

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About Nana:

USA Today bestseller, Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she “borrowed” from her cousin. 

It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since. With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.

While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, in the meantime Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.


Connect with Nana:


Website: http://nanamaloneromance.net/

Facebook: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneFB

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneGR

Twitter: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneTwitter

Apple Books: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneAB

Instagram: http://bit.ly/NanaMaloneIG

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2Wwz3t9