Cover Reveal: Where the Walls Whisper by Lori King

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Blurb:

When she stumbles into the labyrinth beneath the city, she uncovers a truth people have killed to keep buried. Now four men bound by loyalty and secrets must decide if she’s a threat… or the one woman they can’t let go.

Beneath the quiet streets lies a hidden world of tunnels, forgotten passages, and a secret society that has ruled from the shadows for generations. No outsider has ever been allowed to see it—until now.

Suddenly she’s caught in the middle of a dangerous game she doesn’t understand. The four men sworn to protect the society’s secrets should silence her… but instead they find themselves drawn to her in ways none of them expected. The deeper she’s pulled into their world, the harder it becomes to tell who she can trust—and who might betray them all.

But someone else is watching from the darkness below.
And the truth she uncovered may be powerful enough to destroy the society… or get them all killed.

In the tunnels beneath the city, the walls aren’t the only things whispering.

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Lori Original redAuthor Bio

International, and USA Today Best-selling author, Lori King, is a mother to three grown boys, and works fulltime. Although she rarely has time to just enjoy feminine pursuits; at heart she is a hopeless romantic. She spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories. An admitted TV and book junkie, she can be found relaxing with a steamy story or binging in an entire season of some show online. She gives her parents all the credit for her unique sense of humor and acceptance of all forms of love. There are no two loves alike, but you can love more than one with your whole heart.

With the motto: Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance, she will continue to write as long as you continue to read. Thank you for taking the time to indulge in a good Happily Ever After with her.

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Guest Post on Spicy Scenes by Jenna Jaxon

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Well, this topic seems rather apropos, as almost all of my books are spicy at about the 4-4.5 level (I guess depending on who’s reading it). And I have to say, As Long As You’re Mine may have a record number of love/sex scenes of all the books I’ve written, mainly because in the very first chapter my hero and heroine are in bed together. So they literally have the entire novel to have sex in. I even toyed with the idea of taking one of the love scenes out, even though I liked it a lot, because I thought there might be too much sex. But in the end, I left it in and I think readers will find it one of the sexier of the H/h’s encounters.

This doesn’t always happen in my books, however. In my second novel, Only Scandal Will Do, it’s an enemies-to-lovers trope, and the heroine hates the hero so much they don’t actually share a bed until three-quarters of the way through the book. And I believe, depending on the characters and the circumstances, the slow burn can be every bit as thrilling and sexy as the actual sex scenes. Because we all know sex just for sex’s sake doesn’t make for a very satisfying romance. The characters have to develop their relationship and use the sex scenes to further the relationship, not just for titillation. And in As Long As You’re Mine, the characters actually use sex as a way to get to know one another, to show that they care for one another, and have a good time into the bargain.

Now as to just how hot historical romance sex scenes can get, well, I can tell you mine do get pretty steamy. The language isn’t contemporary, but there are period appropriate words that leave the reader with nothing to the imagination about what’s going on on the page and in the bed—or chair—or table. In one of my books the couple got inventive with a jar of honeyed pears!

Just remember, there’s nothing new under the sun, including sexual positions, sexual preferences, and sexual prowess. Historically, gentlemen were told by physicians that in order for a woman to conceive she had to have an orgasm, so they were often very diligent about pleasing their wives.

And historical romance authors take full advantage of that piece of medical advice!

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A scandalous mistake…or a wicked way to happiness?

Hoping to compromise herself, Lady Amantha Easton sneaks into the bedroom of her would-be suitor only to find a total stranger there—a totally handsome, charming stranger to be sure—but not at all the man she plans to marry. She leaves his room with her reputation intact—barely—only to fall victim to the gentleman’s charms in a public place. Now Amantha must face the fate she’s tried to avoid—marriage to a man who will never love her.

All Rafael Beauregard wanted was a warm bed and a good night’s sleep…but what he got was an unexpected romp with a beautiful vixen and a fiery kiss that left him wanting more. An excellent trade, except now he’s got to marry Lady Amantha, one of the most willful women he’s ever met. So Rafe’s challenge is to persuade her that marriage to him might be the best thing for them both…once he convinces himself.

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Excerpt:

“What is it, love? What’s wrong?”

“Father,” was all she could get out at first.

“You went to see him? He didn’t agree to grant your request?”

Amantha nodded and sniffed. Rafe reached into his breast pocket and produced a handkerchief. “He g…gave me a choice. Marry you or…or be put in p…prison.”

“Prison!” What kind of monster would threaten his own daughter with prison? And what kind of power did such a man wield? “He’s going to send you to Newgate? On whose authority?”

“His own authority.” She wiped her eyes and nose then clenched the square of linen in her fist. “And not Newgate. Not a real prison. But he will turn his northernmost property, Woolston Lodge in Northumberland, into a prison. He will send me there tomorrow, with no clothes and no friends, just a jailor and armed guards for the rest of my life.” Tears threatened again and Rafe pulled her head back to his shoulder.

“Shh, love. Don’t think about it. We won’t let that happen, will we?” She shook her head and nestled deeper. The small movement of acquiescence shot straight to his heart. He could fix this. “I am afraid, though, that I’m going to have to change my mind about our marriage.”

She sat bolt upright, terror widening her eyes as she stared at him.

Damn. He hadn’t meant to frighten her even more. His own fault for drinking that second brandy.

“Shhh.” He ran a gentle thumb down her delicate jaw line, cupping her chin and pulling her face close enough that she had to look into his eyes. “Amantha, I just meant I now want to marry you more than anything in the world.”

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Jenna Jaxon is a best-selling author of historical romance, writing in a variety of time periods because she believes that passion is timeless. She has been reading and writing historical romance since she was a teenager. A romantic herself, Jenna has always loved a dark side to the genre, a twist, suspense, a surprise. She tries to incorporate all these elements into her own stories.

She lives in Virginia with her family and a small menagerie of pets–including Olive, an almost silent cat, Earl Grey, a very curious bunny, and a Shar-pei mix dog named Frenchie.

Blog:  http://www.jennajaxon.com/

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Witchy Woman (Vampire Quest – Book One) by Tina Donahue

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A witch who’s ditched sorcery…a down-on-his-luck vampire…

and one fateful encounter between them that could be pure magic.

Bored with getting whatever she wants whenever she wants it, Wren’s now earning things the mortal way — through hard work… specifically erotic dancing.

As a newly turned vampire, Roman dreads eternity until he chances upon Wren at a Las Vegas strip club during her nightly show.

Desire sparks. Lips meet.

Trouble brews from the vamp who turned Roman, and also from the vile warlock who’s determined to make Wren his…forcing her and Roman to battle dark magic and blood lust to turn a disturbing future into their shared paradise.

As they embark on their Vampire Quest.

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Excerpt:

WREN

Easy, cowboy.

I grip his hand, keeping him from tilting my head to expose my neck.

Knowing what he wants, I’m not about to give it to him. Like most men—possibly all—he needs to learn some manners, self-control, and think of others besides himself.

I’m up to the task, liking what I’ve experienced with him so far.

I press my lips to his. They’re softer than I guessed. Warmer, too, considering he’s a vamp. And his scent… Wow. Something fresh, clean, and aquatic. Partly cologne. Mainly him.

Excitement bubbles up. I don’t deny it.

My pussy creams at his bristly cheeks. I like how he holds me. Firmly, like he means business, yet respectfully, too, no longer wanting to suck me dry.

I can live with that. To be honest, I crave it.

Deep down, I must be a hopeless romantic.

His self-control doesn’t hurt matters, while the previous pain and longing in his eyes touches me in ways I understand better than he likely knows. It’s also the reason I suck his tongue into my mouth and rub my ass against his stiffened cock.

Damn, he’s hard.

I tremble at the promise of his dick pleasuring, using, owning me, when I shouldn’t. Behaving like this, especially at work, isn’t my thing. Except, he’s a kindred soul, hating eternity as much as I do.

How could I pass that up?

He dips me to the right and cradles my boob.

Ah. Pleasure rolls through me, awakening need I’ve denied. I surrender all caution to the faint pulse beating within my passage and to my aching clit. It wants more of his kiss.

He angles his head and dips his tongue deeper into my mouth.

Slavishly, I suckle and taste him as much as I can, enjoying his flavor…something mystical and required, like a breath or a heartbeat. Whether that’s the vampire in him, I don’t know or care. His skilled touch proves he hasn’t been a virgin for quite a while. I’m guessing he’s in his late twenties…totally in his prime.

He pulls his mouth free and sucks my earlobe.

It tickles. I giggle.

He gathers me as close as possible, his face in my hair, his muscles tense either from passion, the pain of controlling himself, or both.

Damn, I want to hurt whoever turned him and stole his joy. Deep down, I sense he didn’t have a say in what he became any more than I did being born a witch. By human standards, I’m only twenty-three and already bored shitless with each new, never-ending day in my eternal existence.

Magic’s cool when it’s a fresh experience, mainly during my toddler years. Afterward, every spell’s the same old, same old.

I can conjure any material thing I want, which leaves nothing to strive for. Especially the important stuff…like love. Without breaking a sweat, I can put a spell on a man to adore me, but his devotion won’t be real. I can concoct a potion to fill me with whatever knowledge I want then get a high-powered job I don’t deserve.

Magic isn’t awesome. It’s a fucking curse.

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Tina Donahue Picture ColorAbout Tina:

Tina’s an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes passionate 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. She’s won Readers’ Choice Awards, was named a finalist in the EPIC competition, received a Book of the Year award, The Golden Nib Award, awards of merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competitions, and second place in the NEC RWA contests. She’s featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

On a less serious note: she’s an admitted and unrepentant chocoholic, brakes for Mexican restaurants, and has been known to moan like Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally while wolfing down tostadas. She’s flown a single-engine airplane (freaking scary), rewired an old house using an ‘electricity for dummies’ book, and is horribly shy despite the hot romances she writes.

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New Release Comic Memoir – More Manchester Than Mongolia by Jacqueline Lambert

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Blurb:

THE COMIC MEMOIR OF A GRAND PLAN GONE WRONG!

WINNER: Readers’ Favorite 5* Seal 2025

“I haven’t laughed so much at the written word since Pam Ayres released Some of Me Poetry in 1976!” Drew Johnson, author of the Andalucian Adventures series

When Jackie and Mark bought The Beast, a vintage, six-wheel army lorry sight unseen off the internet, they planned the ultimate overland adventure to Mongolia with their four dogs. But when COVID-19 slammed shut international borders – it abruptly rerouted their dream.

Stranded in the U.K., they tackle life on the road in a home-built truck camper laughably over-engineered for the quaint English countryside. What follows is a laugh-out-loud British road trip, filled with mishaps, mechanical mayhem – and the hidden marvels of their homeland.

Blending true travel tales with dogs, wit, and heart, More Manchester than Mongolia is a celebration of embracing life when it doesn’t go to plan. Perfect for fans of Bill Bryson, Tony Hawks, and Mark Wallington, this is a funny, feel-good memoir of resilience, rediscovery, and finding that sometimes, the best adventures are the ones we never intended to take.

More Manchester than Mongolia has already received multiple 5* ARC reviews and was awarded a Readers’ Favorite 5* seal.

Amazon Universal Buy Link: https://mybook.to/Manchester

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Excerpt:

(Victoria) made me a cup of tea and asked where we might stay that night.

“We’ve no idea!” I replied.

“Hebden Bridge is lovely,” she said.

So we went there.

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‘Lovely’ is certainly not how Sir Bernard Ingham, former Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher’s press secretary, described his hometown.

In his column in The Hebden Bridge Times, he declared it tantamount to Sodom and Gomorrah…

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However, in 2011, British Airways’ High Life magazine named Hebden Bridge the fourth quirkiest town in the world!

Hebden Bridge boasts even more cafés per head of population than it does beardy blokes with straggly ponytails or man buns. It prides itself on its range of independent shops. So, if you’re running low on anything handmade, eco-friendly, renewable, sustainable, or farm fresh, HB is your baby. Likewise, if you want to workshop your inner wizard, discover your wild woman within, or line dance with your ancestors before you stock up on fair-trade fridge magnets and ethical ear muffs crafted from locally foraged lichen, squirrel poo, and repurposed barbed wire, this is the place to come.

I once heard about a woman in Barrow-in-Furness who offered rebirthing. Armed only with some drainpipes and a tin of castor oil, she’d pop you in at one end, and leave you to work your way through. Then, she’d slap you on the bum, give you a spoon of castor oil, and you were reborn.

In Hebden Bridge, she’d fit right in.

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Author Jacqueline Lambert with The Beast, husband & DogsAuthor Bio:

Jacqueline Lambert lives life outside her comfort zone.

A real-life adventurer, she has climbed, slid down, or thrown herself off six of the seven continents.

Since quitting work in 2016, she has been a permanent nomad.

Her award-winning road trip memoirs document her adventures, which involve history, culture, dogs, and more recently – a huge truck.

Her stories are funny, fearless, and uncensored, and her dearest wish it to inspire others to live their dreams – or join her on an unconventional armchair journey.

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New Release: Free Fall by Lisabet Sarai

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Forbidden love lights the darkest reaches of space – #NewRelease #LGBTQ #EroticRomance #SciFi

My new novella Free Fall began with an impulse purchase. Just of fun, I was browsing the website of one of my favorite artists, James Help (https://goonwrite.com). His strikingly original pre-made covers always impress me, while his hilariously snarky demo titles often have me laughing out loud. Most of the time, unfortunately, the genres on which he focuses don’t match my work very well. On this visit, however, I noticed a cover that really spoke to me. It featured an evocative image of two beautiful women, one blonde and one brunette, sitting close together in some sort of a futuristic night club.

I didn’t have a book for this cover, but the drama and passion lurking in that image were so strong that I just had to buy it. The JPG file sat, untitled, on my hard disk for more than a year while I worked on other projects. Finally I cleared my WIP backlog and started thinking about what to write next. I pulled up the draft cover and got the same punch-in-the-gut feeling about the women that I’d experienced when I first saw it. I realized that I had to write their story—even though, at the start, I had no idea, aside from their obvious mutual attraction,  what that story might be.

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Never Marry the Best Man (Whatever It Takes, Book 4) by Julia Kent

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There’s no way the hot relative of a minor British royal is hitting on her. She’s misreading everything, right?

Except there’s no mistaking that proposal.

When 50something Ranney Martini (yes, Nessa’s mom!) finds herself being courted by the very English best man in a minor royal’s wedding she’s managing, she can’t help but laugh. He’s 17 years her junior, smoking hot, and an award-winning architect. The flirting is all in her imagination.

Of course it is.

But when a strange twist of fate leaves them trapped in Las Vegas, and Tom has a sudden need for American citizenship – faster than fast – Ranney proves she’s the consummate professional.

Because when you’re a wedding protector, you do whatever it takes to make the perfect wedding.

Even marrying the very handsome best man.

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But… marriage?

When he smiled, his whole face lit up, but those eyes stayed on her, appreciative and wanting. “This is bonkers, completely crazy. These are intelligent people, they aren’t going to believe this is real. You told me yourself a few hours ago that it isn’t real.”

All Ranney could do was lean in further, mesmerized.

Nessa’s words stirred a deep rebellious streak inside her. Was this abnormal? Impossible? Was she prey? Would marrying Tom on a lark like this be a stupid act of a woman seeking — what? What was she seeking?

Novelty, certainly.

One kiss did not a marriage make. Then again, she and Tom were far more compatible – on the surface, at least – than her and her first husband. And the Saltzman Prize was a big deal.

“Oh, now, that’s not so good. That is not what I thought. I drove you for three hours last night, I thought real.” Achilles had turned and was leaning on the console between the front seats. “Maybe I made a mistake. We should go.”

“You’re right,” Ranney said softly to Tom. “It is silly. I can be a bit too strategic at times. Marriage as a tool for helping a client might be a bridge too far. I mean, it could help. It would be quite a story to tell in later years. Our motto at work is Whatever It Takes, after all. But it’s impetuous and completely out of character for me, so — ”

“Hold on,” Tom said. “Achilles, we need a minute. We’ll be right back, don’t leave.”

Jumping out of the car, he ran around and opened Ranney’s door. She stepped out, the afternoon heat hitting her in a wave. The lightweight sweater she’d put on in Boston was now damp with perspiration but, as much as she wanted to strip it off, the silk camisole she was wearing underneath was not okay on its own. Pushing up the sleeves, she headed for the small patch of shade under some palm trees at the edge of the parking lot.

“You are talking about getting married,” he started. “That’s not a joke, not something you just say ‘never mind’ and walk away from a few days later, unless you’re that pop singer, whatever her name is. It’s a binding legal contract–very binding.”

“It’s a piece of paper,” Ranney countered. “You are technically a U.S. citizen, yes? Your mother was born here. You just haven’t claimed your citizenship.”

“Yes.”

“Then this is just till you get your dual passport. Or before that, if you find someone else you want to marry.”

“You are making marriage sound like choosing flavors of ice cream.”

“For some people, it is.”

“Not me.”

“Look, you have everything to gain and nothing to lose but the legal fee to annul it. We’re both single and neither of us is in a relationship. We don’t need to tell our families. We don’t need to move in together or even see each other in Boston. It’s a technicality, a marriage of convenience. Eyes on the Prize.”

As she listened to her own voice painting this transactional picture, though, less transactional images were forming in her mind. This would in no way be a traditional situation, not at all, but surely they’d see each other occasionally? Just to check in, catch up, maybe have dinner? They wouldn’t be together, really, but she had to admit he was right.

In some way they would be bound. Her pulse quickened.

“Why would you do this?” His eyes searched her face, but he was smiling. Broadly. “You have a life, a daughter, friends. You barely know me, and a few hours ago, you didn’t want to get to know me any better. So, why now?

“A rabbi I know once told me not to ask the why questions,” she smiled. “He said there are some things that cannot be explained.”

He squeezed her hands, then used one thumb to stroke a spot on her wrist that made her blood race. “This is crazy.”

“Everybody should do something crazy once in a while. Too much sanity makes you old.”

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Author Bio:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. Since 2013, she has sold more than 2 million books, with 4 New York Times bestsellers and more than 21 appearances on the USA Today bestseller list. Her books have been translated into French, German, and Italian, with more titles releasing in the future.

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 met in a romantic comedy).

She lives in New England with her husband and three children where she is the only person in the household with the gene required to change empty toilet paper rolls.

She loves to hear from her readers by email at julia@jkentauthor.com, on Twitter @jkentauthor, on Facebook at @jkentauthor, and on Instagram @jkentauthor. Visit her at http://jkentauthor.com

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