Tuesday, June 21, 2022

Grace Unchained Bloodrite by Rachel Starkie Release

 


Grace Unchained

Bloodrite

by Rachel Starkie 

Slow Burn New Adult Fantasy Romance



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Will they be the key to her survival?

Having survived horrors, Grace Ngarra is alone. A broken beauty whose only hope is to find sanctuary. To escape enslavement, she must appeal to those who have no reason to care.

The Paranormal Council.

Will they protect her? Letting Grace find herself, peace, and a life of free will, or will they believe the lies and send her back to captivity and torment?

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Grace Unchained is the 1st in a Fantasy slow burn with dark themes referenced and on the page. The romance is subtle, and the story has a strong theme of survival, finding a way to love, not just others but also oneself.





Grace purses her lips and abruptly asks. “Can I see your tiger?”

He lets out a short chuckle, only slightly turned by her immediate subject change. “Sure, why not.” With a shrug, he stands and begins to strip down. Grace goes to cover her eyes out of modesty. Though in her little dealings with other paranormals, shifters, in particular, she found were in no way modest. In fact, they often seem to prefer to wear as little clothing as possible.

“It’s okay to look,” Ryder assures her with his wide grin.

She looks between splayed fingers as her stomach does a little somersault. “Wow.” She cannot keep her thoughts to herself as her cheeks flame and her lip trembles a hair as she stares at his impressive cock.

As he drops to the ground, he smirks with a wink that doesn’t get past her. As though a blur crosses her vision, she is shocked to see a tiger shaking out its fur.

The transition is so smooth. He is now a large white tiger with amber eyes that though not within an animal, still show the mischief of his human.

Slowly and low to the ground, he moves toward her. Biting her lip, Grace raises a hand, and he instantly nuzzles into it. She laughs as his whiskers tickle her palm.

His massive head pushes her back until he can set it on her lap. She gasps as he looks up at her with widened eyes, slipping his very cold and incredibly wet nose under the top.

She smacks his head, “Hey, stop that.” With her demand she stands, stepping back with a glare.

Ryder shifts back apologetically, “I’m sorry, but I am trying to get a better handle on your scent. I believe you are my mate, but it is like something is blocking me.”

Grace watches him, unsure if he is lying. Looking to Raven and Rook is no use, as they seem to pay little attention, but she is positive they would surely attack if he meant her harm.

“What would you need to do to be sure?” she asks, unsure if she actually wants to know.

Ryder smiles easily, getting a little closer, “There are places one’s scent is strongest,” a small rumble escapes his throat. “The chest, neck, and—” he licks his lips as his eyes travel between her thighs and closes the distance between them with such speed that Grace has little time to react before he’s upon her.

Her chest heaves as she grabs his arms to keep him back. “You can smell my neck, only.” She lifts her chin, “but try anything, more, and they will peck your eyes out.”

Raven and Rook caw as though to drive her statement to the point.

“Don’t worry, I only wish to be sure,” He runs his nose from her clavicle up toward her ear, taking a low deep breath. The sensation of the heat from his breath light touch of his nose and lips on her skin makes Grace scrunch her shoulders and giggle.

Pulling away, Ryder’s lidded eyes are lustful and bright. His smile beams as he speaks. “You are my mate. I knew I was drawn to you for a reason, not just because you are beautiful or interesting.”

Grace eases him back, watching with trepidation. “And that means what? Exactly?” She was unsure what to do with this admission. She had only just escaped an insane man that wanted to possess her. Could she dare trust another? It did not matter that she felt safe with him. She had felt safe with Imp in the beginning too.



 

Rachel Starkie grew up in Manchester, England, residing with her supportive family. With a love for learning about animals and nature, she attended Hull University @ Scarborough, resulting in a Bachelor of Science in Coastal Marine Biology. Rachel relishes in creating worlds full of unique and amazing characters where people lose themselves.

Her outgoing nature allows her to see and feel the world at her fingertips to bring it to her readers. Inspiration comes from all angles, and you can see that in the pretty resin items that double as swag and other bits of fun. All resin is hand-poured into often commissioned molds. Rachel cannot wait to share her worlds with you, so stop in for a cuppa and sit for a spell.


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Monday, June 20, 2022

Saint Gatekeepers MC Release w/ J. Haney & S.I. Hayes



Saint

Gatekeepers MC

by 

J. Haney & S.I. Hayes

A Dark Steamy MC Romance with 

A Single Daddy, Romantic Suspense, 

and Organized Crime.

 

 



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LIVE FAST, RIDE FREE AND LEAVE A GOOD-LOOKING CORPSE. Saint Westmoreland is a Gatekeepers Motorcycle Club legacy and next in line to become their President. He has it all. Drugs, money, and more women than he can shake a fist at. Yet something is missing. He’s bored and perhaps a touch lonely. Toney Fuze is an ambitious and talented plastic surgeon. When she meets Mister Westmoreland the heat between them burns uncontrollably, causing a blind spot in Saint’s peripheral. As his world turns upside down, he must turn to her, as those he trusts most may very well be the key to his demise. Will the pair face it head-on or let it all burn to the ground around them? ***This is an interconnected series and must be read in order. There are dark content elements that may not be suitable for those of delicate sensibilities or weak stomachs. You have been told.***

***This is an interconnected series and must be read in order. There are dark content elements that may not be suitable for those of delicate sensibilities or weak stomachs. You have been told.***


  

“I’ve got enough meat to handle.” He gives her this look like death would be too good for her.

Putting down the trays, I uncover the empanadas. “That may well be, Mister Westmoreland, but I can say with certainty that until you’ve had Dominican hand pies, you haven’t lived.” I hold out one of them. “Don’t you want to try my pie?”

His eyes damn near level me. “You gonna feed me your pie, Doc?”

I square my shoulders, feeling every eye in the room as my lip curls, and I walk right up to him and offer the food. I’m sure everyone expects me to shove it in his face, and I probably should. Instead, I go up on tiptoe and let the edge of the pie brush his lip. “Take a long whiff, smell those spices? Inside is the hottest, wettest morsel you will—” I take a bite. “Never taste.” with a wicked grin, I walk away.



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J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky. Residing in Greenup County, Kentucky with her family. Her work tends to lean toward real life, drawing her readers into a world they can get lost inside. She loves photography and seeing what she can capture through the lens! Probably the biggest book whore, she knows. She loves books of all genres except horror… She’s a big Chicken! Getting excited when introduced to a new author. She has been likened to a kid in a candy shop. 

S.I. Hayes was born and bred in New England and currently lives in Ohio. Running around Connecticut, she used all of her family and friends as inspiration for her many novels. When not writing, she can be found drawing one of many fabulous book covers or teasers.

Since meeting in 2016, the pair have embarked on the journey of a thousand tales. Keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties close by. You know, just in case.

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