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***RELEASE BLITZ & REVIEW*** Road to Destiny by Jani Kay

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Title: Road to Destiny
Series: Scorpio Stinger MC #5
Author: Jani Kay
Genre: MC Romance
 Release Date: September 26, 2016

Blurb
Life couldn't be more perfect.

With the woman I love and twins on the way, I'm a happy man.

But the strange thing about life? Nothing stays the same for long. Bad things happen when least expected, throwing the club and my life into chaos.

This time I could lose everything that matters to me. My world ripped apart and turned on its axis.

Only I can't allow what Jade and I have to be destroyed. I'll lay everything on the line, fighting until my last breath because life is worthless without her.

Jade is my reason for breathing. This time the fight is not for survival, it's for love.




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Review

This is book #5 In the Scorpio Stingers MC series.  This time we're returning for more Jade and Ryder.
After moving out of the compound and into a beautiful house in Malibu life couldn't be better for Jade and Ryder.  They're planning their wedding and for the arrival of their twins.  Life is perfect something Ryder never thought his life could be.  Of course something is now brewing in the club that threatens to destroy it all.  There is a price on a few MC members heads and it's left to Ryder to try and sort out.  Trying to juggle the club who saved him and the love of his life is proving difficult and Ryder is close to cracking.  Can his love for Jade alone pull them through?
It was fantastic to get more of Jade and Ryder.  I always love a good catch up of my fave characters!  There's lots going on in this book not just with them but with the other club members too.  We gets more of Cobra and Razor and Hammer and a few others.  
I've got to admit that Jade got on my nerves a little in this book.  I felt she was a little selfish.  I get why she was worried for her family and protecting it the only way she knew how, but she knew Ryder loves his club and should maybe have thought a bit more about this.  She'd got used to the normal life forgetting he was in fact a biker.  Poor Ryder had a lot on his plate and i felt she added to this when she should have supported him more.  As i said i knew why but it annoyed me.  Maybe it's because i love Ryder so much i wanted to hug him and be there for him lol.  The love scenes were off the charts.  Jade had pregnancy hormones running wild and Ryder of course was happy to oblige.  There were also a lot of swoon moments because Ryder, despite being a bad biker, is actually very sweet and loving with Jade.
The storyline was exciting and i found myself unable to put it down.  There were lots of ups and downs and "what?!?!?! noooooooo" moments.  Some parts had me about ready to get on a plane to grab the author and demand she change what she'd wrote!! But of course it comes good in the end... i hope!
I can't wait for Shoot the Moon now.  Razor was heading the a-hole aspect in this book so i need to find out what's eating him! I would highly recommend this book.  I do think you need to have read the rest of the series though to get the full enjoyment.
Reviewed by Kerry

★★☆ 5 "Biker" Stars ☆★★ 

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Scorpio Stinger MC Series

#0.5 Ryder Prequel

#1 Two Worlds Colliding

#2 Unchain My Heart

#2.5 A Biker Christmas

#3 Gods & Monsters

#4 Tormented
#5 Road to Destiny

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Author Bio

USA Today Bestselling Author - Jani Kay lives in Western Australia within a ten minute walk to the beach which is one of her favorite places to chill out.

She has been a bookworm all her life - as a voracious reader, she would gladly spend her last dollar on a book. She is always fascinated that for the mere price of a book (often less than the price of a coffee!), she can escape her life for a while and see through someone else's eyes into their world.

Jani loves the colour red, is a fiery Aries, is impatient and always storming ahead with those ram's horns, bashing her head...she has a wicked sense of humour and loves laughing.

In her 'other' life, Jani is a business woman and a scientist - a creative scientist though - she formulates skin care products and brews up concoctions in her laboratory...

She has 2 beautiful children who have grown into amazing young adults and Jani is very proud of them.

Besides reading and writing, her favorite 'thing' is traveling and drinking cocktails on the beach while watching the sun set over the ocean (Sex on The Beach anyone?).

Above all, she believes in Kindness, Karma, Miracles and Magic...
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*** COVER REVEL & EXCERPT *** A Love Letter to Whiskey by Kandi Steiner

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Title: A Love Letter to Whiskey
Author: Kandi Steiner 
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Quirky Bird 
Photographer: Perrywinkle Photography
Release Date: October 13, 2016

Blurb

It’s crazy how fast the buzz comes back after you’ve been sober for so long. 

Whiskey stood there, on my doorstep, just like he had one year before. Except this time, there was no rain, no anger, no wedding invitation — it was just us. 

It was just him — the old friend, the easy smile, the twisted solace wrapped in a glittering bottle. 

It was just me — the alcoholic, pretending like I didn’t want to taste him, realizing too quickly that months of being clean didn’t make me crave him any less. 

But we can’t start here. 

No, to tell this story right, we need to go back. 

Back to the beginning. 

Back to the very first drop. 

This is my love letter to Whiskey. I only hope he reads it.



Excerpt


(pre-final edits)

The first time I tasted Whiskey, I fell flat on my face.

Literally.

I was drunk from the very first sip, and I guess that should have been my sign to stay away.

Jenna and I were running the trail around the lake near her house, sweat dripping into our eyes from the intense South Florida heat. It was early September, but in South Florida, it might as well have been July. There was no “boots and scarves” season, unless you counted the approximately six weeks in January and February where the temperature dropped below eighty degrees.

As it was, we were battling ninety-plus degrees, me trying to be a show off and prove I could keep up with Jenna’s cheerleading training program. She had finally made the varsity squad, and with that privilege came ridiculous standards she had to uphold. I hated running — absolutely loathed it. I would much rather have been on my surf board that day. But fortunately for Jenna, she had a competitive best friend who never turned down a challenge. So when she asked me to train with her, I’d agreed eagerly, even knowing I’d have screaming ribs and calves by the end of the day.

I saw him first.

I was just a few steps ahead of Jenna, and I’d been staring down at my hot pink sneakers as they hit the concrete. When I looked up, he was about fifty feet away, and even from that distance I could tell I was in trouble. He seemed sort of average at first — brown hair, lean build, soaked white running shirt — but the closer he got, the more I realized just how edible he was. I noticed the shift in the muscles of his legs as he ran, the way his hair bounced slightly, how he pressed his lips together in concentration as he neared us. 

I looked over my shoulder, attempting to waggle my eyebrows at Jenna and give her the secret best friend code for “hot guy up ahead”, but she had stopped to tie her shoes. And when I turned back around, it was too late.

I smacked into him — hard — and fell to the pavement, rolling a bit to soften the fall. He cursed and I groaned, more from embarrassment than pain. I wish I could say I gracefully picked myself up, smiled radiantly, and asked him for his number, but the truth is I lost the ability to do anything the minute I looked up at him.

It was an unfamiliar, warm ache that spread through my chest as I used my hand to shield the sun streaming in behind his silhouette, just how you’d expect the first sip of whiskey to feel. He was bent over, hand outstretched, saying something that wasn’t registering because I had somehow managed to slip my hand into his and just that one touch had set my skin on fire.

Handsome wasn’t the right word to describe him, but it was all I kept thinking as I traced his features. His hair was a sort of mocha color, damp at the roots, falling onto his forehead just slightly. His eyes were wide — almost too round — and a mixture of gold, green, and the deepest brown. I didn’t coin the nickname Whiskey until much later, but it was that moment that I saw it for the first time — those were whiskey eyes. The kind of eyes you get lost in. The kind that drink you in. He had the longest lashes and a firm, square jaw. It was so hard, the edges so clean that I would have sworn he was angry with me if it weren’t for the smile on his face.He was still talking as my eyes fell over his broad chest before snapping back up to his sideways grin.

“Oh my God, are you fucking blind?!” Jenna’s voice snapped me from my haze as she shoved Whiskey out of the way and latched onto my hand, ripping me back to standing position. I’d barely caught my balance before she whipped around to continue her scolding. “How about you brush that long ass hair out of your eyes and watch where you’re going, huh champ?” 

Oh no.

I didn’t even have time to call dibs, I couldn’t even think the word, let alone say it, before it was too late. I watched it, in slow motion, as Whiskey fell for my best friend before I even had the chance to say a single word to him.

Jenna was standing tall, arms crossed, one hip popped in her usual fashion as she waited for him to defend himself. This was her protocol — it was one of the reasons we got along. We were both what you’d call “spitfires”, but Jenna had the distinct advantage of being cripplingly gorgeous on top of having an attitude. She flipped her long, wavy blonde ponytail behind her and cocked a brow.

And then he did, too.

His smile grew wider as he met her eyes, and it was the same look I’d watched fall over guy after countless guy. Jenna was a unicorn, and men were enamored by her. As they should have been — she had platinum blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, legs for days and a personality to boot. Now, before you go thinking that I was the insecure best friend - I had it going on, too. I worked hard, I was talented - just not at the things traditional high school boys valued.

But we’ll get to that.

“Hi,” Whiskey finally said, extending his hand to Jenna this time. His eyes were warm, smile inviting — if I had to pick the right word for him, just one, I’d say charming. He just oozed charm. “I’m Jamie.”

“Well, Jamie, maybe you should make an appointment with the eye doctor before you run over another innocent jogger. And you owe Brecks an apology.” She nodded to me then and I cringed at my name, wondering why she felt the need to spill it at all. She always called me B — everyone did — so why did she choose the moment I was face to face with the first boy to ever make my heart accelerate to use my full name?

Jamie was still grinning, eying Jenna, trying to figure her out, but he turned to me after a moment with that same crooked smile. “I’m sorry, I should have been watching where I was going.” He said the words with conviction, but lifted his brows on that last line because he and I both knew who wasn’t paying attention to the trail, and he wasn’t the guilty party.

“It’s fine,” I murmured, because for some reason I was still having a difficult time finding my voice. Jamie tilted his head just a fraction, his eyes hard on me this time, and I felt naked beneath his gaze. I’d never had anyone look at me that way — completely zeroed in. It was unnerving and exhilarating, too.

But before I could latch onto the feeling, he turned back to Jenna, their eyes meeting as slow smiles spread on both of their faces. I’d seen it a million times, but this was the first time I felt sick watching it happen. 

I saw him first, but it didn’t matter.

Because he saw her.

Author Bio


Kandi Steiner is a Creative Writing and Advertising/Public Relations graduate from the University of Central Florida living in Tampa with her husband. Kandi works full time as a social media specialist, but also works part time as a Zumba fitness instructor and blackjack dealer. 

Kandi started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a die hard hopeless romantic (like most girls brought up on Disney movies).

When Kandi isn’t working or writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys beach days, movie marathons, live music, craft beer and sweet wine – not necessarily in that order.

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*** COVER REVEAL *** Black Swan Affair by K.L. Kreig

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Title: Black Swan Affair
Author: K.L. Kreig
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 17, 2016

Blurb

I’ve loved him as long as I can remember. 

The gangly boy with big brown eyes and unruly hair who grew up into an intoxicating man. He wears scruff like he invented it and ambles with a swagger that makes panties drop.

Killian Shepard.

Shep.

We grew up together. We played Ghost in the Graveyard. Had our own rock band. It didn’t matter that he was five years older than me. It didn’t matter that he looked at me as a kid sister even as I grew into a woman. It didn’t even matter when he left me behind to go to college and start his adult life.

He’d be back.

He was always meant to be mine. 

He came back, all right. But instead of smelling of promises, he stunk of betrayal. And he destroyed me—us—the day he married my sister instead of me.

So I did the only thing a girl like me in my position could do. 

I got my revenge. 

I married his brother, Kael. 

Now we’re one big happy fucking family.

*NO CHEATING STANDALONE*




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I’m just a regular ol’ Midwest girl who likes Game of Thrones and am obsessed with Modern Family and The Goldbergs. I run, I eat, I run, I eat. It’s a vicous cycle. I love carbs, but there’s love-hate relationship with my ass and thighs. Mostly hate. I like a good cocktail (oh hell…who am I kidding? I love any cocktail). I’m a huge creature of habit, but I’ll tell you I’m flexible. I read every single day and if I don’t get a chance…watch the hell out, I’m a raving bitch. My iPad and me: BFFs. I’m direct and I make no apologies for it. I swear too much. I love alternative music and in my next life I want to be a bad-ass female rocker. I hate, hate, hate spiders, telemarketers, liver, acne, winter and loose hairs that fall down my shirt (don’t ask, it’s a thing).

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*** RELEASE BLITZ, REVIEW & GIVEAWAY *** Pretty Stolen Dolls by Ker Dukey and K. Webster

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Title: Pretty Stolen Dolls 
Authors: Ker Dukey & K Webster 
Genre: Romantic Suspense 
Release Date: September 26, 2016 

**This is a dark title with adult themes.***

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Benny loves his pretty little dolls.

As long as they do exactly as they’re told.

He keeps them perfect by brushing their hair

and gives them pretty dresses to wear.

He likes to toy with them late at night.

One so timid but the other likes to fight.

When his favorite doll runs away…

despite the other doll promising to stay,

his heart becomes broken and he can’t help but cry.

He wants her back home or his pretty little doll must die.

Have you ever had to make a decision that haunts you every single day for the rest of your life…the life you stole back?

I have.

I ran for my survival, rocks and twigs cutting into the soles of my feet, my lungs burning and screaming for rest, every muscle tensed and fighting along with me for existence.

I left her.

I ran, ran, ran—from Benny and his lone, pretty little doll—until I couldn’t remember where to find them again.

I’m sorry.





My Review 

Just when you think you know an author, they go and get dirtier, darker and crazier than you could even imagine. Ker Dukey and K. Webster wrote the hell out of this story beyond my wildest imagination. I'm not sure where their ideas come from but I really hope their crazy never stops because OH MY GOODNESS. This story was the wildest ride I think I've ever taken (and that's saying something since I've read both of them before). 

Pretty Stolen Dolls is a horror show of a tale involving a very deranged Benny and his dolls. Jade is one of his Pretty Stolen Dolls who managed to escape. And yet years later, she's never really broken free from the horror she faced or what she left behind. Now he's back and Jade's once again faced with her savage past and an even more tragic present. With shocking twists, bloody atrocities and the stuff of nightmares living in broad daylight, Jade is left cut wide open hoping for retribution only to be given new and worse terrors. 

I was both completely horrified and utterly mesmerized from the DEADication until the very last word. I read with my eyes closed at times because while I couldn't believe what I was reading, I could not stop. And while I was disgusted, I found myself all worked up and absolutely living Jade's life through her flashbacks and while she tried to move forward with her life. I sympathized with her and rooted for her even through the parts I was still trying to grasp. And when all was revealed, I seriously almost had a heart attack. The way these two talented authors wove their story, I was left absolutely needing more but in awe of their genius.

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★★☆ 5 "Sick, Sick, Sick" Stars ☆★★ 

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About Ker Dukey

My books all tend to be darker romance, edge of you seat, angst filled reads. My advice to my readers when starting one of my titles...prepare for the unexpected. I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be through lyrics or bed time stories with my sisters growing up. My mum would always have a book in her hand when I was young and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my own. I tend to have a darker edge to my writing. Not all love stories are made from light; some are created in darkness but are just as powerful and worth telling. When I'm not lost in the world of characters I love spending time with my family. I'm a mum and that comes first in my life but when I do get down time I love attending music concerts or reading events with my younger sister. 


About K. Webster

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K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers. Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen. You can easily find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads! Website: www.authorkwebster.com Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/bllgoP