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June 6, 2019
Domination (Surrender #2) by Tina Donahue (@tinadonahue) #giveaway
Blurb:
Three dominant men will rock her world…
Surrender might be a wanton Malibu club, but it’s hardly fun and games for Jacquie. As the owner’s assistant, she’s all work and no play. That changes when three bad boy rockers scout the lifestyle club as a provocative idea for their new album.
As the frontman for Dominant Men, Max is lusciously male and unqualified alpha, eagerly playing Dom to a willing sub. Backup singer and lyricist Andy is more laid back. However, his wild, reddish locks hint at the fire within, which he proves in bed. Entertainment reporters have dubbed composer Devlin ‘the blond devil’. To him, vanilla sex is for when you’re too old to make the effort. The more daring the play, including BDSM, the faster he’s onboard.
Ready to live, Jacquie offers to be their carnal guide through Surrender, willingly delivering herself to these sexy beasts for an adventure like no other.
This is book two in the Surrender series but can be enjoyed as a standalone
Publisher’s Note: This steamy, contemporary, reverse harem romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of sensual scenes, power exchange, and adult language. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.
Available from: Blushing Books | Amazon UK | Amazon US
*****
Excerpt:
“Guess I was wrong about you guys and what you’d like.” Her words proved steady despite her still-racing heart. “If you don’t want to—”
“Hold on.” Max shot to his feet, followed by Devlin and Andy. “I—we—didn’t say that. It’s just—”
“What?” She advanced.
No one else budged or seemed to breathe.
She wasn’t doing too well on that front either. Upon reaching Max, she cupped his face. Heat barreled through her at his bristly cheeks and size, lean yet muscular, male to the nth degree. Her mouth watered and her heart yearned. She stroked his bottom lip.
He inhaled sharply, his lids fluttering.
So he wasn’t immune to her charms.
Thrilled, she nestled closer, her boobs to his pecs, thighs joined, pussy snug against his rigid cock. Crazy good and reassuring. Nothing on this planet could match him wanting her, except the others doing the same. Feeling playful, she stroked his neck. “You don’t like this? Or this?” She fitted her mouth to his.
He froze.
She speared her tongue between his lips.
A growl erupted from him, quivering his chest.
Her nipples peaked. She pushed closer.
So did he, wrapping his arm around her, one hand smack on her ass, the other on her throat, lifting her face to his.
Taking charge.
Yes, yes, yes! Lost in his male power, she melted against him and suckled his tongue, enjoying his fresh taste, his youth and good health evident.
A more primitive sound burst from him, his embrace intensifying, verifying his need. He pushed her tongue from his mouth and filled hers instead, his desire keeping her from making a sound.
Their kiss turned savage, the kind new lovers indulge in. Yet, an unexpected familiarity made their passion comfortable and safe as if they were also friends.
She’d like that, but wouldn’t push. This was about having fun.
Nerve endings fired, her skin tingling. Time stopped and the world drifted away, only their pleasure registering, his fragrance filling her, his strength encouraging her to submit.
She allowed him to enjoy her as she did the same to him. But she still had Andy and Devlin to consider. Neglecting them wasn’t something she could do.
With more will than Jacquie knew she owned, she pulled her mouth from Max’s.
His lips were damp from her. He panted.
So did she. Leaving him was the hardest thing she’d ever do, but she eased back.
A frown touched his dark eyes.
She cradled his cheek. “That’s only the beginning.”
Devlin caught her wrist, lust hardening his features. “You and I haven’t even begun.” He gathered her to him.
Resisting wasn’t something she could manage.
They fit perfectly. Woman to man. Dom to sub.
He cupped her ass and pulled her against his erect dick, his smile coarse, a male animal in his prime, knowing what a female not only wanted but required.
Never had she imagined a moment like this. Breathing wasn’t possible, thinking hopeless. A pulse beat deep within her pussy, her sex wanting more.
Unable to deny herself, she slipped her arms around his shoulders and parted her lips.
He filled her quickly and well, his tongue plunging as deep as possible, demanding everything she had to give.
Nothing else would do.
They ground against each other, replicating a hard fuck, their hearts beating as one, their heat melding.
He held her tighter, imprisoning her for his desire, a glutton who’d take what he could… while also thrilling her.
The room dipped and swayed, her dizziness increasing. She held onto him, requiring his big body to keep on her feet.
He angled his mouth for greater penetration, his kiss bruising and insatiable, his taste different from Max’s but as fine.
Precisely what she required. Limp yet edgy, she seesawed between the two feelings until her lungs burned. Needing air and to tend to Andy, she tore her mouth free.
Devlin rested his forehead against hers and breathed hard.
Lucky him. She had trouble sucking in any air.
Lightheaded as hell, she staggered from him to Andy. “Hey.”
His smile lit up his face. He stroked her arms. “Hi.”
“We’re talking too much.” She claimed his mouth.
He moaned and eased her close, more romantic than the others, but his hold on her as firm. He wasn’t about to let her go.
Nor would she do so to him. She slipped her arms around his torso and breathed him in, like the love song he penned.
Beer scented his breath. He tasted minty, possibly from toothpaste, his clean fragrance and tenderness undoing her.
His kiss explored rather than demanded, its power as great as Max’s and Devlin’s more commanding ways. She needed both sides of a man, giving and dominant. Andy provided the perfect mixture. The others would too.
Something coiled within her, excitement building, pleasure hardening her nipples and constricting her pussy, heat settling there, creating a dull ache only a man could relieve.
She snuggled closer, drawn to Andy’s hard body, as sinewy as the others’.
He used her mouth well, his desire mounting and growing wild, their kiss rough and greedy, his hand on her breast, hers on his tight ass.
Too much and not enough, the contradiction overwhelming, depleting her strength.
She sagged against him, unable to support her weight.
He finished their kiss and stroked her back, her face to his neck. She licked it.
His chuckle rumbled in his chest. “You good?”
“Mmm.”
*****
About Tina:
Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers’ Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.
FB Fanpage: https://www.facebook.com/DonahueTina1/
Email: tinadonahuebooks@gmail.com
Website/Blog: http://tinadonahuebooks.blogspot.com/
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Romance Books 4 US: http://bit.ly/1JPtfeS
*****
GIVEAWAY!
June 5, 2019
Win a Kindle Fire 7! #giveaway #win
Hi all,
Another amazing opportunity for you! Follow a bunch of amazing authors (including yours truly) on BookBub for your chance to win a Kindle Fire 7!
Happy Reading,
Lucy x
June 4, 2019
Scorching June Deals! #sale #99c #rh #reverseharem #whychoose #romance
Hi lovelies,
Just a note to let you know that my contemporary reverse harem romance novel, Mia’s Men (book one in The Heiress’s Harem trilogy) is currently just 99c throughout June. Grab your copy, as well as a bunch of other amazing deals, at the link below!
**Scorching June Deals Landing Page**
Happy Reading,
Lucy x
June 3, 2019
Grab Some Amazing FREE Books! (@bookfunnel) #bookfunnel
Hi everyone,
I have a bunch of FREE reads for you to kick off the month! Go check them out, and be sure to share with all your friends…
**Bad Boys of Romance Giveaway Landing Page**
**June Romance Giveaway Landing Page**
**June Racy Reads Landing Page**
Happy Reading!
Lucy x
Reverse Harem Book Fair and Amazon Gift Card Giveaway! #reverseharem #rh #whychoose #giveaway
Hi everyone,
I’ve got some amazing stuff coming up for you in June, starting with this reverse harem book fair! Check out a bunch of amazing reverse harem reads and enter for your chance to win a $50 Amazon gift card!
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May 30, 2019
Great Offers for Kobo Users! #kobo #sale #romance #lesfic #amreadingromance
Hi lovelies,
Just a couple of quick notices for those of you who buy your books from Kobo:
Lottery Losers is available at a reduced price if you’re in the US or Canada as part of their Beach Reads promotion: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/lottery-losers-1
Sapphic Seduction is part of a 3 books for $9 sale for Australia and New Zealand readers: https://www.kobo.com/au/en/ebook/sapphic-seduction
Happy Reading!
Lucy x
May 29, 2019
Driven by Dragonblood (Blood Born #3) by Lynn Burke (@AuthorLynnBurke) #MMF #Shifters #Dragons #BDSM #Bisexual #Menage #Contemporary #Romance #HEA
*WARNING: This title contains explicit sexual scenes, BDSM, and anal sex.
More dragonblood than human, Primrose Cadet yearns to find her fated mates and ease the loneliness of her secluded life. But with her beta behind psychiatric bars and the other denying his beastly nature—and hers—she’ll have to fight for them, even if it means exposing her heritage.
A manipulative voice in his head promising he can fly landed Jaxon Denham in the psych ward. Eighteen and legally allowed to finally leave his parent’s enforced prison, he searches out the golden goddess of his dreams, the one the voice within claims will give them the release they crave.
Doctor Patrick Macaire fought his inner darkness for thirty-four years, living a life of self-control and discipline to prove his sanity. When a barely legal boy and seductive siren threaten the foundation of his calm existence, he’s driven to battle the voice inside and remain untouched.
But fate is clever, and Patrick’s relentless mates won’t allow him peace, catching him up in unhuman-like passion that threatens his self-identity. Will he accept he’s an alpha dragonblood born to dominate his mates, or will his human side keep the three from fulfilling their destiny?
PURCHASE LINKS:
Evernight Publishing 25% SALE: https://www.evernightpublishing.com/driven-by-dragonblood-by-lynn-burke/
Amazon Universal: http://mybook.to/DRIVENBYDRAGONBLOOD
B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/driven-by-dragonblood-lynn-burke/1131766341
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/driven-by-dragonblood
SCRIBD: https://www.scribd.com/book/411663768/Driven-by-Dragonblood
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/941221
*****
EXCERPT:
The second night I’d stood cloaked outside Lockwood’s eastern wing, the need to be impulsive, something I’d never dealt with before, fought my better judgment. Regardless of my beta’s mental state, I had wanted to sneak into his room and allow him to have his way with me, claim me like my inner dragon longed for.
Luckily, my ancestors had kept informative records in the cavern’s library of my sheltered upbringing, so I understood all the possible sexual positions—and means of giving pain for pleasure—as most alpha blood born were known for. Unfortunately, I had no personal knowledge of such things, and my dragon was determined to undermine my will to wait for his freedom.
My fingers ached from grasping the chain-link fence to keep my human form in place. The energy linking me to the window strengthened and pulled taut as a shadow moved into view. Even with my dragon sight, I couldn’t make out the color of his hair or eyes, but as he turned his head side to side as though seeking out where the energy attaching us came from, I took note of a strong nose and full lips, a square jaw I wanted to lick and nip with my teeth as he thrust into me.
Arousal, hot and wet, rose between my thighs, same as the previous night, and I bit my lips, my dragon’s needy growl rumbling in my chest as my beta locked his gaze on where I stood, cloaked by a dragonblood gift and darkness.
Want.
My human form wanted, too, and I swallowed as my dragon attempted to take over in a burst of golden light I quickly squashed. “Soon,” I promised with a whisper.
Through the tall, barred windows, I realized my beta’s hand moved over his body, the heat in the energy linking us rising. Did he touch himself? He propped his forehead on the window, shoulder hunched as though in pain, and again, I fought the need to shift, tear through the fence and walls to free my beta mate.
His form stiffened, and head tipped back, and the most luscious race of tingles swept through me, settling in my core.
Need.
Lower lip between my teeth, I released one hand from its hold and slid my fingertips down over the front of my leggings where I throbbed. I gasped as the feather touch grazed the hardened nub at the top of my slit, and I rubbed back up over it, my hips bucking on their own as though he thrust into me, burying against my womb.
Heat exploded like a blinding light through the energy between us, capturing my human form and my inner dragon in a euphoric race to the stars. I cried out, unable to keep my lips sealed as wave after wave rippled through my body, pulsing my pussy where his hard length ought to be.
I gasped for breath, my stare on the window as he slowly moved away from sight seconds later. Wetness coated my leggings, the sweet scent of my cum rising to fill my nose.
Please.
My dragon whimpered with the need for more, for our beta’s physical touch, but I tore myself away from the fence and focused on the motel’s room where I would plan my silent, cloaked assault on the mental hospital where one of my mates remained locked inside.
I would free him come morning—or die trying to.
© Lynn Burke 2018
*****
ABOUT LYNN BURKE:
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.
Website: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/
Blog: http://authorlynnburke.blogspot.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author-Lynn-Burke-555282497937461/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorLynnBurke
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/authorlynnburke/
BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lynn-burke
May 24, 2019
Austin’s Ward (Devil’s Outlaws #3) by Lynn Burke (@AuthorLynnBurke) #MCRomance #Suspense #Vigilante #AlphaBiker #OrganizedCrime #Series #HEA
Blurb:
As the Devil’s Outlaws Sergeant at Arms, Austin Butterbaugh has no intention of getting involved. A self-proclaimed bachelor for life, he endured a broken heart and refuses to suffer the same again. But the second Cadence Fraser crosses his path, with her long blonde hair and curves, she owns him.
Sleeping with a senator didn’t offer Cadence the ticket to a better life she’d hoped for. Instead, she’s on the run for her life, straight into a badass biker’s arms—as his ward, under the Outlaw’s protection. Although fire flares to life between them, and Austin satisfies her in ways she’d never known, fear has Cadence’s sights set on something more.
With the senator hell-bent on eliminating every trace of his indiscretions, bodies will fall in Austin’s determination to protect Cadence. Failure won’t be tolerated, even if saving her could mean losing her forever. Her happiness is all that matters, but can Cadence fight past her fears to see a future with Austin before it’s too late?
*Warning: Contains adult content and graphic violence.
PURCHASE LINKS:
Changeling Press – 15% sale: https://www.changelingpress.com/austin-s-ward-devil-s-outlaws-mc-3-b-2872
Amazon Universal: http://mybook.to/AUSTINSWARD
B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/austins-ward-lynn-burke/1131510578
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/austin-s-ward
iTunes: https://books.apple.com/us/book/austins-ward/id1462824697
*****
EXCERPT:
“Take the bed,” he said and closed himself in the bathroom—with the bottle of whiskey.
Eyeing his bed, I chewed on the inside of my lip. I glanced at the couch he’d vacated. It wasn’t nearly long or wide enough for his height and bulk.
“Shit.” I heaved a sigh and crawled under his comforter, burying my face in one of the two pillows. Perfume a la Austin flared heat up through my body, and I closed my eyes as the devil on my shoulder insisted scratching an itch never hurt anyone.
“The fuck it didn’t,” I muttered, punching the feather pillow and curling up on the bed’s edge, facing away from the bathroom door.
The shower turned on, and I imagined Austin using that bar of soap I’d had all over my body running down the bumps and valleys of muscle lining his. Did he grow hard while washing his cock? His balls?
I bit the inside of my lip, determined to keep my hands beneath his pillow.
Did he stroke his length, head tipped back, while thinking about me in his bed? I knew he wanted me—the sexual tension between us could have electrified the entire compound for a goddamn week.
A low groan snapped my eyelids open, and I held my breath, ears straining.
“Fuck.” The low, drawn-out curse coming from the bathroom pebbled my skin.
Did I imagine the fisting slaps of a hand wrapped around a cock? Did my ears deceive, allowing me to think one final muffled grunt shot cum from the swollen head of his dick?
“Damnit.” I growled, my entire body like a live wire, ready to burn down my fucking life.
The water shut off, and again, I held my breath, ears ringing for sounds of his movement. Water ran again, and I realized I hadn’t brushed my teeth—not that I had a spare toothbrush in my bag anyway.
A quick exhale into my cupped hand revealed I wouldn’t knock out a dragon, but still.
What did I care? I grumbled a bit more in my head, but the opening of the bathroom door stalled all thought.
Austin moved into the room, and I listened as he opened a cabinet and shut it. Unable to help myself, I shifted onto my back.
A towel slung low around his hips.
Goddamn, the muscles…
My mouth flooded with drool, and I bit back a moan as he turned. Rippled abs snagged my focus. The sexy as fuck V of muscle disappearing beneath the towel turned my mouth’s drool factory on maximum.
“Just going to grab my pillow,” he muttered, moving toward the bed, his low voice pebbling my skin again.
“There’s plenty of room in the bed,” I heard myself say, hating the breathless tone that escaped—and how the final word cut short on a squeak as I lifted my gaze to his face.
Quiet rang in my ears for a few heartbeats as we stared at one another, heat licking over my skin, flushing me from head to toe. The promise in his eyes of more than a mere fuck, in and out, thank you darlin’, sent a shudder through me.
Austin wouldn’t be kind or gentle in the sack. He seemed the type that would tie a girl up, use her to satisfy his every whim, and leave her a spent and smiling from exhaustion. My mouth dried, nipples pebbled to painful points.
“Couch is kind of small,” he said, tearing his gaze away first, his brow furrowing.
I tried to swallow the dryness from my throat as the tension simmering between us intensified, crackling with energy enough the hairs on my arms rose.
“You’re very alert and cautious,” I said, desperate to get my mind off fucking and how good every inch of him would feel pressing me down into his mattress.
He grunted in agreement, hands fisting at his sides, but didn’t move otherwise.
I remembered how his gaze had scanned the strip joint’s parking lot before we’d left, the glimpses he’d tossed from mirror to mirror as the miles had faded behind us, until I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer and had ended up with my head against his truck’s passenger window.
“What made you that way?” I asked, needing to fill the silence, needing to end the sexually charged atmosphere choking me.
“Long fucking story that’s none of your business.”
Grumpy much? At least his abrupt words eased the unbearable ache between my thighs. “Is your name really Austin?”
“Yes.”
“What’s your last name?”
He hesitated a moment before answering. “Butterbaugh.”
The name didn’t match his badass biker sexiness one bit, and I found myself wanting to giggle. “Are you really from Texas?” I asked what Hannah had already told me.
“Yes.”
I nibbled on the inside of my lip again, unable to help from ogling his massive chest as he studied the apartment around us as though desperate to keep from looking at me in his bed. “What brought you to D.C.?”
“Another long fucking story.”
I frowned at his disinterest in elaborating. “Are you always this closed off?”
“Are you always this nosey?”
I huffed and considered turning away, but he dropped the goddamn towel and slid under the comforter before I could move.
Blinking didn’t erase the image of his semi-hard cock hanging low between his thighs I’d caught a quick glimpse of. So much for the desert mouth. Drool flooded, and I swallowed. “You could at least put on some boxers,” I managed to croak as if I had zero desire to have his naked ass in bed with me.
“I don’t wear underwear.”
Lovely. The thought boiled my blood—and also pissed me the hell off. I didn’t want to be turned on by the mountain of a man whose care I’d been placed under. I didn’t want to be all wet, warm, and willing for his huge cock to plunder all three holes of my body.
Scratching the itch won’t hurt. I scowled at the ceiling at the devil’s voice in my ear.
“Close your eyes and sleep, Cadence. You’re safe.”
Safe. I held in my snort. Perhaps safe from the senator for the time being, but certainly not from my libido.
© Lynn Burke 2018
*****
ABOUT LYNN BURKE:
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.
Website:https://www.authorlynnburke.com/
Facebook:https://www.facebook.com/Author-Lynn-Burke-555282497937461/
Twitter:https://twitter.com/AuthorLynnBurke
Instagram:https://www.instagram.com/authorlynnburke/
BookBub:https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lynn-burke
May 23, 2019
Out Now—Fluffy by Julia Kent (@jkentauthor) #romance #romcom
FLUFFY
Author: Julia Kent
Release date: April 30, 2019
Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Hang Le
Editor: Elisa Reed
Audiobook narrator: Erin Mallon
Description:
An all-new STANDALONE from New York Times bestselling author Julia Kent
It all started with the wrong Help Wanted ad. Of course it did.
I’m a professional fluffer. It’s NOT what you think. I stage homes for a living. Real estate agents love me, and my work stands on its own merits.
Sigh. Get your mind out of the gutter. Go ahead. Laugh. I’ll wait.
See? That’s the problem. My career has used the term “fluffer” for decades. I didn’t even know there was a more… lascivious definition of the term.
Until it was too late.
The ad for a “professional fluffer” on Craigslist seemed like divine intervention. My last unemployment check was in the bank. I was desperate. Rent was due. The ad said cash paid at the end of the day.
The perfect job!
Staging homes means showing your best angle. The same principle applies in making a certain kind of movie. Turns out a “fluffer” doesn’t arrange decorative pillows on a couch.
They arrange other soft, round-ish objects.
The job isn’t hard. Er, I mean, it is — it’s about being hard. Or, well… helping other people to be hard.
Oh, man…
And that’s the other problem. A man. No, not one of the stars on the movie set. Will Lotham – my high school crush. The owner of the house where we’re filming. Illegally. In a vacation rental.
By the time the cops show up, what I thought was just a great house staging gig turned into a nightmare involving pictures of me with an undressed naked star, Will rescuing me from an arrest, and a humiliating lesson in my own naivete.
My job turned out to be so much harder than I expected. But you know what’s easier than I ever imagined?
Having all my dreams come true.
Buy links:
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Bookbub: http://bit.ly/2ThoLrZ
*****
Excerpt:
“You’re changing the subject.”
“How do you know that’s what I’m doing?”
“Because you have this thing you do when you get nervous. You did it in high school and you’re doing it now.”
“What’s that?”
“You start cracking your knuckles. One by one.”
He halts mid-crack on his ring finger. His bare ring finger.
Will looks down. A slow smile pulls at his lips. “You’re right. I do.” Our eyes meet. “How did you know?”
“I sat behind you in nearly every honors class, Will. I’ve watched you answer countless questions from teachers. And every time you didn’t know the answer, you cracked your knuckles. One”–I crack my index finger–“by”–I crack my middle finger–“one.” My ring finger won’t snap.
He waits.
“You spent a lot of time paying attention to me, Mallory.”
“I sat behind you. It’s not like I could stare at your ass all day. I had to have something else to look at.”
“You stared at my ass?”
“It was two feet in front of me! Four classes a day!” I start to sweat. The memory of him in football uniform pants. Oh, sweet ice cream fairy, deliver me from evil.
“You okay? You look,” he says, stepping closer, “a little disturbed.”
“I’m fine.”
“Hot, even.” The rise and fall of his chest pauses after those words, as if he’s holding his breath, too.
*****
Author Bio:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men’s room toilet (and he isn’t a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down
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May 18, 2019
Bargains on Kobo! #reverseharem #whychoose #bbw #kobo
Hi all,
I have good news for you if you buy your books from Kobo… two of my books are on sale! Here’s the info:
The Heiress’s Harem box set is part of the 40% off box sets sale in the US until the 20th. Just visit this link and use the code SAVEMAY at checkout to grab your discount.
Mean Girls is discounted in Canada for their Victoria Day sale, also until the 20th. Visit this link to bag your bargain.
Happy Reading!
Lucy x
