RELEASE BLITZ: Forever Fate (Fae Guard#6) by: Elle Christensen

Title: Forever Fate: A Fae Guard Novella
Series: Fae Guard #6
Author: Elle Christensen
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: May 12, 2016
I loved him all of my life.
Then, he sent me away and broke my heart.
But, a millennium wasn’t long enough to erase him completely.
Now, my time as Fate is up, and he’s returned for me
I don’t know if I can let him break down my walls
But, if I stay behind them, alone,
I’ll be forever Fate.
Seraphina held my heart in her hands.
But, she was wild and always pushing limits.
I physically let her go, but she was always in my heart.
She’s finally proven herself.
I’ve been given permission to bring her home.
There is no other option than to win her heart, again.
She’ll forever be my Seraphina.
The rustle of fabric is the only indication that I’m not alone, but I remain in my seat. Today, it’s a purple velvet swivel chair. I stare out the window of my office, watching the white, fluffy clouds roll through the sky, seeming to go right around the sun, never disrupting its rays.
The voice has my thoughts screeching back to reality, sending a shiver of want down my spine, and making my heart ache. I slowly turn my seat to face him. “A millennium and still, you’re the only stubborn ass who calls me by my full name,” I drawl casually, doing a damn fine job of hiding my reaction to him.
He raises a single eyebrow, as though I should know better. The jackass.
“Gabriel,” I emphasize his name with a high level of sarcasm. Of all people, the Arch Angel named Gabriel should understand my irritation at being namedSeraphina. I mean, dude, could we be more of a walking cliché?
I cock my head to the side, showing only mild curiosity. “I have to say, I never expected they would send you.”
He looks just the same: tall, muscular, black inky hair, cut short-ish, but perfectly unruly from his lazy curls. Amethyst eyes, a square face, chiseled jaw, Roman nose, and pouty lips (Guys can have pouty lips, too. Even GQ angel bastards), make up one fucking delicious package. And, oh, what a damn fine package it is. You ought to know, slutmuffin Mmmhmmm . . .  yes, I do.
Heat infuses me and I’m really pissed at the hormone-ridden teenager lusting after him like he’s the lead singer of that popular boy band, One Track. One Direction, idiot. Whatever, fucklet, go back to your books and virgin thoughts. Go. Scat.
Well fuck, now I’m left with a bitch in heat. I stifle a groan.
“Perhaps they didn’t think you would  return with anyone but me, without putting up a fuss,” his smooth, melted caramel voice is so familiar and I want to tell him to keep talking forever, but then I remember, and the stabbing pain of betrayal accompanies rising anger.
“Putting up a fuss?” I snip. “Do you see a fucking toddler in front of you?” My eyes narrow, willing laser beams to shoot out and burn multiple holes into his ridiculously gorgeous body.
“If you’re going to act like a child, Seraphina, I’ll treat you like one,” he says calmly as he moves to stand right in front of the desk, his stance deceptively casual. Yeah, right. I snort, but manage not to stomp my foot and hiss in irritation.
Instead, I sigh. “Gabriel, I haven’t seen or heard from you in over seven hundred years. Seriously, why the fuck did they send you?”
He prowls around my desk, gripping the armrests of my chair and turning me to face him. Leaning down, he has me caged in, his face inches from mine. “I volunteered.”
His proximity is throwing me off, suddenly bombarded by every horny personality inside my head. “Um—why?” I clear my throat and try to sound unaffected, “Why would you do that? Maybe—.” I gasp a little when he moves closer, only centimeters from my mouth. “Maybe I don’t want to see you.” I nod sharply, pleased I was able to say that without bursting into flames and finding myself standing next to the devil. Have I ever told such a massive and blatant lie? Only Gabriel has ever been able to push my buttons so thoroughly. Get it together, woman!
His eyes narrow, his brows dropping low, but there is no disguising the heat in them. “Liar. You’re body fucking craves me every bit as much as mine does yours.”
Before I can deny it, his lips are on mine and my traitorous body fucking melts.
I don’t love him. I don’t love him. I don’t love him.
I chant the words in my head over and over, hoping if I say it enough, I’ll believe it. I’ve spent centuries building up the wall around my heart and I refuse to let it get broken a second time by the man who destroyed it in the first place.
I’m a lover of all things books, a hopeless romantic, and have always had a passion for writing. Between being a sappy romantic, my love of an HEA, my crazy imagination, and ok, let’s be real, my dirty mind, I fell easily into writing romance.
I’m a huge baseball fan and yet, a complete girly, girl. I’m an obsessive reader and have a slight (hahaha! Slight? Yeah, right) addiction to signed books.
I’m married to my very own book boyfriend, an alpha male with a sexy, sweet side. He is the best inspiration, my biggest supporter, and the love of my life. He is also incredibly patient and understanding about the fact that he has to fight the voices in my head for my attention.
I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoyed writing them!



COVER REVEAL: To Hale and Back by Marie James

Book: To Hale and Back 
(Hale series conclusion)
Author: Marie James

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date – 26th October

Complete series now available

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While this closely knit group of six tries to settle into normal; drugs, money, and vengeance leave one man dead and another in jail for a wide range of crimes he did not commit.

Friendships and bonds are tested past the breaking point, allegiances are questioned, and relationships threaten to crumble.  From the point of view of all six characters we’ve come to love, perspective is offered on the hell that they are all experiencing, the love they’ve all found, and the sexy, fairytale lives they all wish to get back to.

This is the final book in the Hale Series.

Recommended for readers 18 and up due to strong language and explicit sexual content.


I shake my head clear of those thoughts as I pull into and park in the subterranean garage. I all but jump out of the SUV and sprint to the elevator bank, in a mad rush to get to my penthouse. I’m chastising myself for not grabbing a bottle of wine or a late lunch for us as I unlock the door to the large apartment.
I empty my pockets into the basket on the front entry table. I smile to myself because I know Alexa hates the damn thing. I may actually move it this weekend. Anything to make her happy. I frown as I step further into the apartment and see that the living room and kitchen are empty. I should’ve called her first before just assuming she wouldn’t find something to do, knowing I’d be at work again until late.
I kick off my shoes and scoop them up as I make my way to the bedroom. The door is shut which is odd, but I don’t falter in my steps until I hear a man’s voice, “Fuck, just like that! Suck it deep.”
My hand hesitates on the doorknob, because I know when I swing it open my life is going to change. I teeter on the edge of indecision; my broken heart throbbing painfully in my chest. “I’m close, bitch.” I hear the masculine voice say.
Two things happen at the moment. I’m suddenly angry that Alexa is doing this to me when she thinks I’m at work, but alternately I’m pissed at this man for talking to my woman like that.
Hatred over the cheating wins out and I swing the door wide. My shoes tumble from my hands just as “What the fuck, Alexa,” boils out of my mouth.
She squeaks loudly and tries to pull the sheets over her but it’s too late. She’s already been caught.
Author Bio

Marie James, full-time working mother of two boys and wife of 11 years. I’ve spent almost my entire lifetime living in central Texas, with only short stays in South Carolina, Alabama, and Florida. I’ve always wanted to write novels and just recently had the gumption to sit down and start one. My passions include reading everything under the sun and sewing. I even listen to audio books while sewing. To Hale and Back is the final book in the Hale Series.

I have several other story lines worked out for other books once this series is complete. Reading and writing is my happy place.

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All 4 Books in the Series Now Available:

Book 1 Coming to Hale
Book 2 Begging for Hale
Book 3 Hot as Hale

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ConfessionsOfAPunkRocker-ByNessieStrange-453x680CONFESSIONS OF A PUNK ROCKER






PAGES: 268

ISBN: 978-1-944138-05-9

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Jack Norris just lost his best friend—who also happened to be his band’s drummer—to
a drunk driving accident. As he navigates the uncertainty of the band’s future, as well as his own personal demons, his life spirals out of control. To make matters worse, his dead friend is back, and it’s wreaking havoc on Jack’s sanity. When a new acquaintance not only hooks him up with a drummer, but promises to help get rid of his ghostly stalker, Jack’s life does a one eighty Continue reading



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I’ve made a lot of mistakes – ones I’m not proud of, and definitely ones that have left their marks both mentally and physically. Continue reading


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