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July 28, 2025
Secret Keeper Release Blitz #rabtbooktours
House of Morgan
Contemporary Romance
Date Published: 07-29-2025
Publisher: Love in a book
Anthony Morgan is the last man I should ever work for. Too bad I don’t have a choice.
It started with an email from Jennifer Gonzales. It ended with me walking into a boardroom face-to-face with the man who once loved her. The same man who looks at me like I’m a threat to everything he built.
And maybe I am.
He’s cold. Controlled. Italian billionaire in an Armani suit, hiding bruises behind bank accounts. He thinks I’m still loyal to my former best friend—the woman who broke his brother’s heart and stole something she should’ve never touched.
But I’m not here for Belle. I’m here to do a job.
Security. Protection. No distractions.
Except Anthony Morgan is a distraction.
His eyes strip me bare. His voice is a seduction I never saw coming. And every time we fight, it feels like foreplay.
Getting too close to him is a mistake. Falling for him? Dangerous.
But if there’s one thing I’ve learned from war zones and heartbreak… It’s that the most forbidden fire burns the hottest.
And Anthony Morgan is pure flame.
About the Author
USA Today Bestselling Author, Victoria Pinder grew up in Irish Catholic Boston before moving to the Miami sun though she left that for a while to live in New Orleans, Denver and now Pittsburgh. She started single but the husband and then children joined in on the fun. She’s worked in engineering, then lawyer, then teacher, and finally novelist. She refused to one day turn 50 and realize she had nothing but her career and hours at a desk.
During all this time and travel, she always wrote stories to entertain herself or calm down. Her parents are practical minded people demanding a job, and Victoria spent too many years living other people’s expectations, but when she sat down to see what skill she had that matched what she enjoyed doing, writing became so obvious. The middle school year book when someone wrote in it that one day she’d be a writer made sense when she turned thirty.
She’s always been amazing, adventurous and assured. It’s what gets her through the day.
Her website is www.victoriapinder.com where you can get a free read NOW. Please write as she loves writing back to her fans.
Twitter: @victoriapinder
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July 27, 2025
The 6th Heaven Teaser #rabtbooktours
Speculative Fiction; Visionary and Metaphysical; Christian Fiction
Date Published: September 17, 2025
Publisher: Acorn Publishing
Derek Hollinger has walked a long, hard road since a fateful encounter with an Indigenous shaman woman turned his life upside down. Now married to Kendal, his angel and savior, Derek desperately wants to be the man she deserves. But his obsession with his tattoos—what they mean and how to get rid of them—is tearing down everything they’ve built together.
Paralyzed by depression and self-loathing, Derek is convinced that only one person can help him now: the granddaughter of the shaman whose power inked him from head to toe. Enlisting the aid of his loyal friend and spiritual advisor, Father Mike, Derek treks deep into the heart of the Amazon jungle, where a final reckoning between good and evil awaits.
But God’s plan for Derek isn’t what he expects. And coming back alive—whole in mind, heart, and spirit—will require every ounce of his fortitude and faith.
But then, one morning, the tattoos appeared after he had a vivid nightmare of a swirling spiderweb that seemed to move and change as he tried to escape. He had awoken with a start, his heart racing and his body drenched in sweat. He remembered every detail—the grotesque spider with its sharp, black legs and beady eyes, looming over him as he struggled to free himself from its web. In his dream, he had been half-paralyzed with fear, unable to escape the creature’s grasp as it taunted and tortured him.
Now, as he lay in his bed, still trembling from the intensity of the recurring dream, he realized that the spider was not just a figment of his imagination. It was a manifestation of his deepest fears and insecurities, a symbol of the overwhelming challenges and struggles he faced in his waking life.
The tattoos covered his body from head to toe—even his face.
He had tried to subconsciously resist the spine-chilling transformation, to hide by going back into a deep, fitful sleep that night, hoping it was only a nightmare. But the tattoos seemed to have a mind of their own, and soon, his entire body was covered in a symphony of ink, intricate and detailed, each telling a story he could not understand.
Derek became a spectacle, a mystery, and a work of art. People would point and gawk at his tattoos. He nearly lost his medical practice.
He could not explain the disturbing dichotomy, but he felt an intense connection to these markings. He intuitively realized they were a part of him and he would never be alone again. After experiencing the vicious beating when he was a teenager that almost took his life, Derek struggled with feelings of unworthiness, believing that he somehow deserved what had happened to him. He had been selfish that day, not listening to his mother and not wanting to visit with his grandmother. Then she died suddenly; he never saw his grandmother again. It felt like there must have been something inherently wrong with him if the universe was willing to use its power against him in such cruel ways.
As a prominent plastic surgeon, he performed each reconstructive procedure with as much focus and precision as if working on his own body. His attention to detail and excellence in each procedure were an extension of the reconstructive surgeries performed by Dr. Christopher Casey on him as a child.
When he performed craniofacial surgery, it was, in his mind, a repetition of the one performed on his face so many years before. A reconstructive microsurgery on the delicate bones of a hand that might someday perform life-altering procedures.
In his dreams, he relived moments of profound regret and insecurity. He had told himself it was for the best when Kendal had left him for a short time before they married. He was protecting himself from the disappointment and hurt that inevitably came with a relationship’s dissolution. He had been able to rehabilitate himself in her eyes.
But now, in this vivid dream, he gripped the steering wheel of his parked Bentley and felt the familiar explosion go off in his head. He could not deny the truth any longer. He was a lonely and lost man. The realization was like a punch in the gut, and he could not help but feel a wave of sadness for what might have been.
About the Author
Writer, speaker, and certified life coach Monica Broussard is passionate about writing fiction that contains fantasy elements and keeps the reader intrigued about the lead character’s motives. She also writes an occasional article for her hometown’s magazine, SeaCliff Living. She belongs to American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) and enjoys attending national writers' conferences.
Born in North Carolina on a Marine Corps base, Monica now lives in “Surf City,” Huntington Beach, California, with her husband of thirty-nine years. She has enjoyed various occupations, but her favorite job is the one she’s doing now—writing.
The 6th Heaven is book 3 in the 21 Tattoos Series.
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July 25, 2025
The Thane Amulet Book Blitz #rabtbooktours
Thane Amulet Tales, Book 1
YA Fantasy, Fantasy
Date Published: October 30, 2024
In Book One the Thane Amulet, an thrilling adrenalin-fueled fantasy series, The Thane Amulet is missing. Tri Earth world is about to be torn apart because of one thoughtless deed. Its perpetrator the one and only Pascal, steam-punk Pixie and purveyor of dodgy magic. Two teenagers and an in between-ager are left to cope alone with a less than useless au-pair; little knowing they are about to be thrown headlong into an adventure of magic, myth, siege and science. When Connor is twelve, he discovers his older sister and brother Alex and Kyle have been keeping a deep dark secret from him about a parallel dimension. Evil forces are gathering to rule this world and all they need is a willing human youngster. Kyle and Connor embark on an electrifying, enchanting and dangerous adventure to save Alex and the world she is transported to. The stakes are high and time will change everything Beautifully illustrated, it is a story to enthral young and old lovers of fantasy but particularly those between ten and sixteen.
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Thane Amulet Tales, Book 2
The second book of the Thane Amulet series takes Connor, Kyle and Alex deeper into the world of the Tri Earth
The wizard Necrov’s power is waxing whereas the world of Lord Claus and the Elvin kind is waning.
Who can restore the balance? In the gothic passages of Necrov Castle Connor, disguised as a Goblin, takes on evil face to face. In the Ice Palace, the eclectic Onderdharka Dark Duncan tries to break the siege.
Beautifully illustrated, it is a story to enthral young and old lovers of fantasy but particularly those between ten and sixteen
Thane Amulet Tales, Book 3
Darkness gathers strength in the third book of the Thane Amulet series and time grows short in the search for the purple crystal. Kyle and his conversational Dragon join forces with Grumbleman Forkbeard, the beautiful Shimra and wild Dark Duncan. Can they stop Necrov or will the hunters find Connor and Alex first?
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July 24, 2025
The Adventures of Pablo the Pangolin Book Blitz #rabtbooktours
Children’s Book
Date Published: June 3, 2025
The Adventures of Pablo the Pangolin is the first installment in an exciting six-part series that follows Pablo, a curious pangolin, on a suspense-filled journey through the Asian jungle.
Perfect for young readers ages 4–8, The Adventures of Pablo the Pangolin introduces a loveable and unlikely hero who unites with animals of different species to overcome danger. This heartwarming tale promotes themes of cooperation, empathy, and adventure—all wrapped in a fun, animal-filled story that encourages kids to explore the wonders of nature and kindness.
About the Author
Carole Couture, a former financial advisor turned children's author, draws inspiration from her love of storytelling and her deep connection with her son, Jean-Philippe who has Down's Syndrome. Originally from Montreal and now living in upstate New York, Couture hopes her books will help spark meaningful conversations between children and parents about friendship and inclusion.
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July 23, 2025
Scars of Sand and Soil Release Blitz #rabtbooktours
Historical Fiction
Date Published: July 24th, 2025
Publisher: Acorn Publishing
What’s left of a man’s soul when everything he loves is taken from him?
It’s 1864, and Gabriel Cooper couldn’t care less about the civil war raging around him. Framed for crimes he didn’t commit, he’s been sentenced to a Confederate chain gang, where swampland justice rules and alligators prey on the unwary.
So when Colonel Robert Tremont rides into camp offering freedom in exchange for fighting on the front lines, Gabriel jumps at the opportunity. He thrives as a soldier, but the end of the war leaves him adrift.
Gabriel ends up in New Orleans, where he meets Simone Livingston, a fiercely independent woman with hidden scars of her own. Kept on a tight rein by her overbearing father, Simone only wants freedom—and the enigmatic Gabriel.
But Gabriel has unfinished business and a mind for vengeance. Will he be able to create a peaceful life with Simone or will his greed and thirst for retribution keep them trapped in a dangerous web of deceit—a web Gabriel fears can only be untangled with murder.
About the Author
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As the quintessential queen of “what if,” Jean Kravitz channeled her active imagination to pen her debut novel, Scars of Sand and Soil. However, achieving her childhood dream of being a published writer was not a straightforward path.
Jean earned a bachelor’s degree in psychology and a master’s degree in human development and aging from the University of California, San Francisco. She went into clinical research in pharmaceuticals, but left her career when her children were born. Then, she picked up writing again, honed her craft, published articles in a small newspaper, and passionately immersed herself in historical research.
Jean has many interests, including reading, gardening, needlepoint, and learning new languages. She lives in Southern California and has a husband, two daughters, and two cats, Lenny and Penny.
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D'Vaire or Nothing Cover Reveal #GayBookPromotions
COVER REVEAL
Book Title: D’Vaire or Nothing (D’Vaire, Book 44)
Author and Publisher: Jessamyn Kingley
Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of Mayhem Cover Creations
Release Date: August 7, 2025
Genre: MM Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
Trope: Fated mates
Themes: Love
Heat Rating: 3 flames
Length: 85 108 words
It is not a standalone story, but does not end on a cliffhanger.
Luck and love await the D’Vaire family at the newest dragon resort.Blurb
In these five previously unpublished short stories, the D’Vaires are invited to the newest dragon resort, the Deck of Cards.
King of Clubs: The King of Clubs restaurant boasts a menu ranging from flavorful steak to exotic fruits. Grab a seat at a table and dine with many of the beloved couples from the D’Vaire series.
Diamond and Dollars: The heart of this Vegas resort is the casino, and the D’Vaires are ready to discover if the odds favor them. Past the slots and tables is a vast shopping area, and the stores have plenty to tempt even the most discerning customer.
Goddesses Wild: The goddesses are keeping an eye on their treasured D’Vaires from the realm of the dead. Unfortunately, their jovial chat is interrupted by a sudden death with a few clues left to unravel.
Heathcliff’s Heart: Brynewielm Duke Heathcliff D’Vairefenix wants a quick beer, so he escapes to the Hearts bar with a book. When he gets there, Heath finds his mate. Young bartender Brinley Brimstone is saving every penny for an uncertain future. When the phoenix and fire mage meet, flames will surely follow.
Double Spades: For Bard Ashby D’Vaire, everything centers on his career, family, and garden. But Ashby is missing the love of a partner. It is with great reluctance that Seltivare Tristis takes a job at the Deck of Cards. But the elf’s misgivings are lost on his first night at work when he crosses paths with a jaguar hybrid who is determined to make his dreams come true.
Excerpt
Grand Warlock Dra’Kaedan D’Vaire narrowed his navy eyes at his other half and crossed his arms. The dragon shifter was up to something. Brogan had used his best manners all day and hadn’t exploded once about safety, which was odd. No matter how often they left their remote estate, Brogan lectured everyone about rules and warned against potential bizarre situations that existed only in the man’s mind.
Dra’Kaedan waited for Brogan to toss the last of his things into his suitcase and close it.
“What are you up to?” Dra’Kaedan demanded. Subtlety wasn’t his style.
Brogan set the bag on the floor and glanced at Dra’Kaedan with fake innocence on his handsome face.
“Huh?” Brogan replied.
“Why are you being weird?”
“We’re D’Vaires. We’re always weird.”
“D’Vaire weird is a good weird, and you’re being a bad way strange.”
Bending down to account for the fact that more than a foot of height separated them, Brogan kissed Dra’Kaedan’s cheek.
“I’m in a good mood, baby. We’re off to have a fun family weekend at a new resort. What’s odd about that?”
“Well, usually you’d be running around with that crease between your brows and repeating yourself all day as you lecture us on safety. Instead, you’ve been polite. You’ve smiled. Your eye didn’t even twitch when Rorie went through his list of plans at breakfast this morning. So, what’s up?”
Protector Rorietheil D’Vaire of the Fae was mated to Dra’Kaedan’s familiar, Renny, and Rorie was a whirlwind of energy. The fairy’s complete lack of fear usually sent Brogan into a tizzy when they were leaving the estate. But Brogan hadn’t said a word while Rorie had excitedly discussed gambling, shopping, and venturing through every inch of the new resort.
“We’ll be in a dragon-owned resort; what could go wrong?” Brogan asked. “Are you ready to go? Everyone else is probably already in the living room waiting for you to teleport us to Vegas.”
“What could go wrong? Are you honestly asking me that question? You’re the one who comes up with the crazy ideas about rogue assassins, natural disasters, and strange shit that will never happen.”
Brogan settled his hands on Dra’Kaedan’s shoulders. “Maybe I’m looking forward to having a great weekend with you.”
Those words caused the little hairs at Dra’Kaedan’s nape to stand up. “Bullshit.”
“Why are you so suspicious?”
“Because Elf arranged for Rafe and Aleksander to have a date tonight in the new swanky restaurant he designed.”
“I think that was sweet of Elf, and I can’t wait to see the hotel. It’s Vegas themed. I know they wanted to surprise us, but I went on the website and looked at the pictures. They named it Deck of Cards. Whole place is based on playing cards, which is cool. The restaurant is also an ode to dragon royalty and is called the King of Clubs. How awesomesauce is it that the High Kings will be one of the first couples dining there?”
“Okay, not going to lie, that’s incredible. But why aren’t you freaking out that Aleksander and Rafe will be in a restaurant without you?”
Brogan smiled, but it was wobbly and didn’t reach his dark blue scaly eyes. “Why would I freak out?”
“You aren’t planning on doing anything stupid, are you?”
“When have I ever done anything stupid?”
Dra’Kaedan couldn’t help it, he laughed at the man he adored more than everything else in the world. “Do you really want me to list all the stupid things you’ve said or done since the day we met?”
“It’s not that long of a list,” Brogan grumbled, his navy gaze downcast.
“Sure, whatever you say. Now, tell me what you’re up to tonight.”
“Well, you and I should probably eat dinner somewhere.”
“We aren’t eating in the King of Clubs.”
The grin fell from Brogan’s face, and his lips thinned in annoyance. “Why not? It’s got a great menu. Elf and Chrys had Henry hire the chef.”
Henry Gennevios was part of their large extended family and a renowned chef. But that was hardly enough to sway Dra’Kaedan to show up and ruin Rafe and Aleksander’s night.
“Because we aren’t crashing Aleksander and Rafe’s date.”
“Double dates are a normal thing, Dra’Kaedan.”
“Yeah, if one couple invites the other. Did Rafe or Aleksander suggest we join them for dinner?”
Brogan’s hands slipped from Dra’Kaedan’s arms, and he stepped away to fiddle with his already-packed suitcase. “Not exactly.”
“Not exactly, or not at all?”
“I’m sure they won’t mind.”
About the Author
Jessamyn Kingley has published over forty titles and refuses to pick a favorite among them. With an extraordinary passion for her characters, Jessamyn eagerly crafts new tales and avidly re-reads them whenever her schedule allows. Jessamyn shares a home in Nevada with her husband and their three spoiled cats. When she is not writing or adding new ideas to her thick stack of beloved notebooks, she is gaming with family and friends.
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July 22, 2025
Daemones Ex Machina Release Blitz #rabtbooktours
Cyberpunk/Urban Fantasy Fiction
Release Date: July 23rd, 2025
Publisher: Acorn Publishing
If you make a deal with the Devil, don’t forget to read the fine print.
Three operatives find themselves on the run after a corporate sabotage job goes awry. Now, their predatory employer, a heavyweight weapons-tech firm, wants its elite A-team dead at all costs. Jon is a smooth-talking charmer. Friedrich is a hacker prodigy. And Guion is the ice-cold tactician who keeps them all in line.
Backs against the wall, the men strike separate infernal pacts to stay alive. They vanish into the urban badlands of New York’s Five Hives, vowing to lie low and figure out why they’ve become targets. Meanwhile, Jon suspects there’s an insidious evil possessing his friends, and he wonders if they all got more than they bargained for.
Amid an escalating war between local gangs and the firm’s private shock troops, the fugitives uncover a conspiracy that threatens to destroy everyone they know and love. But can they stop the destruction before their inner demons seize control?
About the Author
At the age of four, Russell Anders started telling stories, often interrupting his mother during bedtime reading to ask, “Then what happened?” She always answered, “You tell me,” and his imagination conjured fantastical tales of dragons and dinosaurs.
He gravitated toward a career as a technical writer and writing coach for software companies. He also briefly served as a columnist for Dragon Magazine. One of his favorite hobbies includes tabletop role playing, especially as the game master. And yes, he's as cruel to the characters in his games as he is to the characters in his books; his players love him for it.
Russel lives with the constant canine companionship of whip-smart but goofy Sigurd, an English Mastiff (the best breed ever).
Daemones ex Machina is his debut novel.
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Standing at Heaven's Doorstep Week Blast #rabtbooktours
Date Published: 05-11-2025
About the Author
My name is Judy Cohen. I taught kindergarten, and new teachers for 27 years. During that time i was a blogger and a part time writer. My family encouraged me to write my book. The question they posed was, what am i waiting for? Standing at Heaven's Doorstep was born..
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July 21, 2025
Walking on Broken Paths #GayBookPromotions
NEW RELEASE
Book Title: Walking on Broken Paths
Author and Publisher: Amy Aislin
Cover Artist: Morningstar Ashley
Release Date: July 22, 2025
Tense/POV: third person, past tense
Genres: Contemporary M/M Romance
Tropes: Childhood friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, damaged hero, opposites attract, grumpy/sunshine
Heat Rating: 3 flames
Length: 53 000 words / 210 pages
It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.
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Blurb
Desperate to escape the pain of his brother’s death, Jesse Melnik ran—but he couldn’t outrun the grief, no matter how much distance he put between himself and his past. Now, after fifteen years of trying, he’s finally ready to face his hometown of Charlottetown again.
He expects the memories of his brother to hover in every corner of his family’s sailboat and whisper in every sea-tinged breeze.
What he doesn’t expect is Parker Willis, the best friend he left behind without a word the day he fled.
And he certainly doesn’t expect old feelings to resurface.
Parker’s been stuck in a rut since his father died three months ago. Every day is the same: try to keep his father’s dinner cruise business afloat so he can chip away at Dad’s debts, all while working a job that leaves him more frustrated than satisfied.
Then Parker’s routine shatters in the best way possible: Jesse Melnik returns to Prince Edward Island for the summer, all six feet three inches of gorgeous hockey player.
Now, that’s different.
Jesse kickstarts Parker’s heart.
Parker makes Jesse feel again.
And although both men are a little bit damaged from struggling down the broken path of loss, maybe—just maybe—if they can lean on each other, they’ll learn to move forward at last.
Content warnings: themes of grief, discussions of a parent's death from cancer, discussions/descriptions of a sibling's death from suicide
Excerpt
Jesse glanced over and nearly swallowed his tongue.
How dare running shorts be so goddamn tiny and cling so goddamn nicely to long, shapely legs dusted with hair the same shade as the finest dark chocolate? Jesse was still reeling at being in the same place at the same time as Parker for the first time in years—had, in fact, tossed and turned all night thinking about Parker—and now he showed up out of nowhere again and sent Jesse’s libido into a jumble of desire and yearning?
There were things that Jesse had left in his past, and his attraction to his best friend was supposed to be one of them.
Former best friend? Best friend he’d recently gotten reacquainted with? Former best friend who could be his new best friend?
Fuck. Relationships were hard.
Along with the shorts, Parker also wore a long-sleeved running shirt in teal and a baseball hat with Montreal hockey’s logo on the front. His dark hair curled out from underneath the sides of the hat, and the two-day stubble on his jaw was way sexier than Jesse wanted to admit. He was a couple of inches shorter than Jesse’s six foot three, but whereas Jesse was—admittedly—very big, even for a defenceman, Parker was lanky and toned, the muscle definition obvious in his running gear in a way it hadn’t been in the jeans and Willis Dinner Cruises-branded long-sleeved T-shirt he’d been wearing last night when he’d appeared like a figment of Jesse’s childhood wishes and sat next to him on the bench at the marina.
Whatever he wore, Parker looked like he’d fit into all of Jesse’s empty spaces.
Shaking his head to rid himself of that thought, he shoved his phone back in his pocket and scowled. “I’ll get you a new hat.”
Parker’s lips quirked. “I like this hat.”
“Since when are you a Montreal fan?”
“Hey, don’t knock them. They made it to the playoffs.”
The unlike you was left unsaid, but Jesse heard it loud and clear and refused to be amused.
“So.” Parker’s shoulder bumped up against his. “What are you doing?”
“What are you doing?”
“This is my jogging route.”
“That so?” Jesse would have to remember to be by his window in the mornings so he could watch Parker run by in his short shorts.
“Mm-hmm. Is it your jogging route?”
“No.”
“What are you doing here then?”
Glancing back at the house, Jesse let out a long breath. “Deciding what to tackle first. What colour would you paint that door?”
Parker blinked once and frowned. “Why would you paint it any colour?”
“Because that rusty red makes me think of dead bodies on a crime show?”
“No, I mean . . .” That unique greyish-greenish gaze of Parker’s swung from Jesse to the house and back. “Do you know the people who live here? Are you doing work for them this summer or something?”
“I live here,” Jesse said. “And I don’t want to live with that gross colour for the next two months.”
“You . . . bought a house?”
Jesse grunted.
“But you live in Vancouver,” Parker said slowly, as though reminding Jesse of this fact.
“No, I know, but . . .”
But what? He’d wanted a project for the summer? Something that would keep him occupied so he didn’t have to think about where he was and why he was back for the first time in fifteen years? A fixer-upper was as good a distraction as anything.
His therapist wouldn’t love that he was keeping busy instead of sitting with and analyzing his feelings. But she didn’t have to know. Right?
When Jesse didn’t continue, Parker said, “Are you retiring from hockey and moving back here?”
“Fuck no,” Jesse blurted.
About the Author
Amy’s lived with her head in the clouds since she first picked up a book as a child, and being fluent in two languages means she’s read a lot of books! She first picked up a pen on a rainy day in fourth grade when her class had to stay inside for recess. Tales of treasure hunts with her classmates eventually morphed into love stories between men, and she’s been writing ever since. She writes evenings and weekends—or whenever she isn’t at her full-time day job saving the planet at Canada’s largest environmental non-profit.
An unapologetic introvert, Amy reads too much and socializes too little, with no regrets. She loves connecting with readers. Join her Facebook Group to stay up-to-date on upcoming releases and for access to early teasers, find her on Instagram, or sign up for her infrequent newsletter.
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Salvation Teaser Tuesday #rabtbooktours
Reckless Kings MC, Book 6
Motorcycle Club Romance
Date Published: July 25, 2025
Publisher: Changeling Press
Yulia -- They call him Salvation, and that’s exactly what he’s been for me. I was only sixteen when he swept me up into his arms and carried me out of hell. Things were so bad, all I wanted was to die. He and his club, the Reckless Kings, they saved me. Salvation’s never touched me, even though we’re technically married, and he honestly has enough on his plate already with a daughter who’s badly scarred from an explosion. But we’ve been together for eleven years now, and the older I get, the more I want our marriage to be real.
Salvation -- Since the day Yulia came to live with me, I’ve not once cheated on her. She’s legally my wife, and that’s all that matters. Besides, my daughter, Clover, has kept me busy. Now Clover’s nearly an adult and I’ve noticed the way Yulia looks at me when she thinks I’m not paying attention. But can we have a real marriage when we’ve been nothing but friends all these years? It’s too bad my family has be to taken before I realize the answer to that question. Now I’ll do whatever it takes to get Clover and Yulia back, and I’ll send their kidnappers straight to hell.
Warning: Salvation is intended for readers 18+ due to adult situations, bad language, and violence. It can be read as a stand-alone, but the series will be enjoyed more if read in order. This is a slow-burn romance with steamy scenes. There’s no cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA!
Excerpt
All rights reserved. Copyright ©2025 Harley Wylde
Yulia
The wind whipped my hair across my face, stinging my eyes as I stood at the edge of the school grounds. My heart pounded, each beat a reminder of the choice before me. Memories flashed through my mind -- cruel hands, mocking laughter, endless fear. I closed my eyes, willing the images away.
This was it. The end. My fingers trembled as I gripped the knife tighter. Just one cut and it would all be over. No more pain. No more shame. I took a shaky breath. “Prosti menya, sestra,” I whispered. Forgive me, sister.
The blade glinted in the fading sunlight. So sharp. So final. I pressed it to my wrist.
A roar split the air.
My eyes snapped open. In the distance, a motorcycle engine growled, growing louder. Closer. I hesitated, the knife hovering above my skin. Who would come here? Why now? The engine’s rumble filled my ears, drowning out the frantic beating of my heart. Despite myself, I turned toward the sound.
A flicker of… something. Not quite hope. But curiosity. A momentary distraction from the abyss. I lowered the knife, just slightly. My mind raced. Should I wait? See who it was? Or finish what I’d started?
The motorcycle drew nearer. Any moment now, it would crest the hill. I bit my lip, indecision paralyzing me. The wind continued to howl around me, urging me forward. But that sound… it called to me. Promising… what?
I didn’t know.
For just a moment, my despair lifted. And in that moment, I chose to wait.
The motorcycle crested the hill, its rider a dark silhouette against the blazing orange sky. My breath caught in my throat. He was massive, all broad shoulders and muscled limbs, his leather cut emblazoned with a patch I couldn’t quite make out.
He dismounted in one fluid motion, his boots hitting the ground with a heavy thud. My fingers tightened around the knife as he strode toward me, his pace urgent but measured. “Easy now, darlin’,” he called out, his voice a low rumble that carried on the wind. “Why don’t you put that knife down?”
I shook my head, taking a step back. “Stay away,” I warned. “I don’t know you.”
He slowed his approach, hands raised placatingly. “Name’s Hawk. I’m with the Reckless Kings. I was sent here to help. A few of my brothers are waiting nearby to make sure we don’t run into trouble.”
My mind reeled. The Reckless Kings? How did they know? Why would they care? “No one can help,” I whispered, more to myself than to him. “It’s too late.”
Hawk took another careful step forward. “It’s never too late, sweetheart. Trust me on that.”
I laughed, a bitter sound that surprised even me. “Trust? I don’t even know what that means anymore.”
His gaze met mine. “Then let me show you. Just… put the knife down. Please.”
My hand trembled. Part of me wanted to believe him, to grasp at this lifeline he was offering. But the fear, the pain of the past years, it all threatened to drown me. “I can’t,” I choked out. “You don’t understand what he did to me.”
Hawk’s expression softened. “Maybe not exactly. But I’ve seen enough pain in this world to recognize it. You’re not alone, Yulia. Not anymore.”
My name on his lips startled me. How did he know? Who sent him?
As if sensing my thoughts, he added, “Your sister’s worried sick. She asked us to find you.”
Tears welled in my eyes. “Oksana?”
Hawk nodded. “She loves you. Let us help. Let me take you somewhere safe.”
The knife slipped in my grasp, my resolve wavering… The knife clattered to the ground, and my legs gave out. I crumpled, expecting to hit the cold earth. Instead, strong arms caught me, steadying me against a broad chest.
“I’ve got you,” Hawk murmured, his voice a low rumble. “You’re safe now.”
I trembled, my body wracked with silent sobs. Years of pent-up fear and pain poured out of me as Hawk held me, his grip firm but gentle. “Can you walk?” he asked after a moment.
I nodded weakly, not trusting my voice. Hawk kept an arm around me as he guided me toward his motorcycle. The machine loomed before us, all gleaming chrome and sleek lines. “Ever ridden before?” Hawk asked, swinging his leg over the seat.
I shook my head, eyeing the bike warily. “Nyet… no.”
He extended his hand. “First time for everything. Hold on tight, okay?”
With shaking fingers, I grasped his hand and climbed on behind him. The leather of his cut was smooth under my palms as I wrapped my arms around his waist. I heard three more motorcycles and noticed the men were also from the Reckless Kings.
“Ready?” Hawk called over his shoulder.
“Da,” I whispered, tightening my grip.
The engine roared to life, vibrating through my entire body. We took off, the world blurring around us as we sped away from the school grounds. Away from my nightmares.
I pressed my face against Hawk’s back, the wind whipping my hair. Part of me still couldn’t believe this was real. That I was escaping. That someone had come for me. “Where are we going?” I shouted over the engine’s rumble.
“Somewhere safe,” Hawk called back. “Our compound. You’ll be protected there.”
Protected. The word sent a shiver through me -- of fear or hope, I wasn’t sure.
As we rode into the gathering darkness, I clung to Hawk, to this stranger who’d become my unexpected savior. My mind raced with questions, with doubts. But for now, I let the roar of the engine drown out my thoughts, focusing only on the road ahead and the promise of safety it held.
Tears stung my eyes, instantly whisked away by the biting wind. My chest ached with each ragged breath, emotions churning like a storm inside me. Gratitude and terror warred for dominance.
“You okay back there?” Hawk’s voice barely reached me over the engine’s roar.
I nodded against his back, not trusting my voice. My fingers dug into the leather of his cut, anchoring me to this surreal moment.
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Harley Wylde is an accomplished author known for her captivating MC Romances. With an unwavering commitment to sensual storytelling, Wylde immerses her readers in an exciting world of fierce men and irresistible women. Her works exude passion, danger, and gritty realism, while still managing to end on a satisfying note each time.
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