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COVER REVEAL — VERY TWISTED THINGS (Briarcrest Academy #3), by Ilsa Madden-Mills

VERY TWISTED THINGS

Series: Briarcrest Academy #3 (all novels are standalones)

Author: Ilsa Madden-Mills

Release Date: February 2015

Cover Model: Drew Leighty

Genre: Hot New Adult for 18+

 

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A sassy violinist who lives next door. An obsessed rock star who watches her through binoculars. And one night when she bares it all. Life will never be the same in Tinseltown.

Description:

Vital Rejects front guy Sebastian Tate never imagined his YouTube music video would go viral, sky-rocketing him to acting success in Hollywood. Okay, maybe he did. After all, he’s a cocky dude who knows he’s hot-as-hell, and it was only a matter of time before his stars aligned.

But life in Tinseltown is never what it seems.

After being cheated on, his only rule to falling in love is simple: Keep Calm and Don’t Do It. Spying on his mysterious new neighbor with binoculars seems innocent enough, but quickly escalates into an erotic game between two very unlikely people.

Twenty-year-old Violet St. Lyons is a world-renowned violinist who’s lost her mojo on stage. She hides away in a Hollywood mansion, trying to find her way through her twisted past in order to make her future.

He’s the life of the party with girls chasing him down for his autograph. She’s the introvert with a potty mouth who doesn’t even know who he is.

When they meet, stars collide, sparks fly, and clothes come off. Yet, giving his heart to a girl isn’t Sebastian’s plan; falling for a guy who craves attention isn’t Violet’s.

Welcome to Briarcrest Academy—Hollywood style—where sometimes the best things in life are VERY TWISTED THINGS.

 

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Then he came along, and like a twisted piece of metal that’s burned beyond recognition, I emerged from the fire. Different. Changed.” –from the journal of Violet St. Lyons

 

This wasn’t happening.

Clad in a pair of red lacy bikini underwear—his favorite—I sipped on tequila—not my favorite—and glared at Sebastian Tate, sexy rock star and billboard model. Wearing low-slung jeans and nothing else, he paced around my chair in tight circles, his tall frame blocking most of my vision, the lion tattoo on his back heaving as he took deep breaths. Blonde and sporting faint stubble on his chiseled jawline, he looked like the heartbreaker the tabloids said he was.

Bad, bad boy.

But, oh, so good.

He sent me a hard look. Pissed.

From my living room in the Hollywood Hills, I gazed out the window at the Santa Monica Mountains, my eyes everywhere except on the glossy nude photos he clutched in his hand.

Of me. Of him.

Of us.

He swiveled his ice-blue eyes at me. Earlier today they’d burned with another kind of fire, but things change fast in Tinseltown. “These will be in the papers. Get ready,” he said, tossing down the pictures on the table, making me cringe.

I gazed down at them, my eyes lingering over one of us on my patio, him on his knees with his mouth between my legs as my body arched in ecstasy. My skin burned at the memory, echoes of the passion we’d shared—and now everyone in the world would see. My family. The society people in New York. The board of directors for the orphanage. My stomach heaved at the thought, bile threatening to rise up.

Another caught my eye, this one a full color close-up of me crying black mascara tears as I played my violin. Nude. It looked depressing as hell although in truth it had been love that made me emotional.

“Remind me to pass on the make-up next time. And to not have sex outdoors. Obviously,” I said, forcing my shoulders to move in a nonchalant shrug like I didn’t care, but he knew the truth. I was devastated by these.

And so was he.

Because we weren’t supposed to be together.

He said my name in that husky voice of his, the one that made me crazy, the one that made me want to rip his clothes off. “Violet—”

“Stop,” I said, clenching my fists. Because whatever he had to say didn’t matter. These pictures ruined us, ensuring that he’d leave me for her, the beautiful Bubble named Blair. Bubble, bubble, bubble. I wanted to pop her.

Why did I always come last with him?

I stood and faced him, tossing back the last of my shot. “First off, I wish we’d never met.” I held my hand up. “No. Wait. I don’t wish that because then I wouldn’t know Spider or Mila. I—I wish I’d never fallen in love with you. Loving means losing. Always. And I was stupid to forget it. I may have to sell this house and move to another freaking country to get away from you, but I’ll do it. I’ve done it before.” I sucked in a breath. “I’ll be fine without you.”

Lie. I would likely end up drunk on Mexican tequila, nursing what was left of my heart.

He closed his eyes, a dazed expression on his face as if my words crushed him.

“We were doomed from the very start,” I reminded him. “You want to be a star, and all I want is you.”

He stopped his pacing, a muscle jerking in his cheek as he leaned down until his nose was level with mine. “Then this is goodbye, Violet? You’re giving up on us already?”

Did I hear a break in his voice? Impossible.

“If I don’t say goodbye first, then someone else will.” Truth.

He’d never be mine, simply because he didn’t belong with me. I was a washed-up freak who had nothing but a mansion and a Maserati; he belonged on the silver screen with a pretty starlet on his arm.

We were over. Kaput.

I smiled, a bitter thing, and sashayed past him, enjoying the hiss of breath when I let my hand drift over his crotch. “This moment is begging for a soundtrack, don’t you think?” I said, coming to stop by the stereo system and cranking up Kurt Kobain’s Smells Like Teen Spirit. Holding my hands up in the horns rocking out signal, I bobbed my head to the beat while he watched, anger flickering across his face. I danced and twirled around, closing my eyes, the music vibrating through my body, my fingers itching for my violin.

Bam!

My eyes flew open. He’d strode over to me and clicked the stereo off, chest still heaving.

He shoved his hands in my hair and dragged my face to his, and I groaned at the fire that blazed in my body. I felt the warm heat of his skin and pressed closer and inhaled. He smelled like bourbon and sex—a rock star’s diet—and I panted, cursing myself at the same time.

How would I ever get over him?

He pressed his thumbs across my mouth. Gentle. But his voice was cold. “You can’t wait to high-tail it back to Manhattan to your lawyer boyfriend, can you?”

“I plead the fifth,” I said, staring at his full lips. I licked my own. “But you can kiss me goodbye if you want. I don’t mind.”

We stared at each other until he exhaled heavily and put his back to me, his muscles as taut as the guitar strings he played. He verged on breaking.

Yeah, well, welcome to my world.

Yet at the same time, I reached my hand out to him. Stupid hand.

But of course, he didn’t see it.

“So long, V,” he said soft as a whisper, staring at the ground as if I was breaking his heart, when all along it was the other way around. He took a step from me, then another, then another, until finally, he was nothing but a speck.

I clutched my chest and wanted to fall to the ground and rail on it. Alone. Again.

But tough girls like me didn’t cry over black-hearted boys.

Although in his defense, I owed him a thank you for saving me.

To show you, I’d have to start at the beginning, the day I lost everything.

 

© Ilsa Madden-Mills, NYT and USA Today bestselling author

–Unedited and may change before publication

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Author Bio

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap.

 

She spends her days with two small kids, one neurotic cat, and one husband. She collects magnets and rarely cooks except to bake her own pretzels.

 

When she’s not crafting a story, you can find her drinking too much Diet Coke, jamming out to Pink, or checking on her carefully maintained chocolate stash.

 

She loves to hear from readers and fellow authors.

 

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Cover Re-Reveal of Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider

 Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider
by Barbara Silkstone
Series: Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider, #1 – #3
Genre: Romance, Humor, Mystery
Publish Date: October 1, 2013
WENDY DARLIN TOMB RAIDER ~ Box Set:
Until last year Wendy Darlin was a full-time real estate agent for Miami Beach millionaires. Then she met Roger Jolley, world famous archaeologist, Johnny Depp look-alike, and at times the most irritating person on the planet. Join her as she travels the globe in search of lost treasures and antiquities. She’s been told her life is like the movie Romancing the Stone but at times she feels more like Indiana Jones with boobs.
WENDY AND THE LOST BOYS ~ Book One
Real estate agent for Miami Beach millionaires, Wendy Darlin, clashes with “SEC Investigator” and world famous archaeologist, Roger Jolley. He follows her out to sea on a mega-yacht owned by Charlie Hook, a Ponzi swindler on the run from federal agents and angry investors. Despite her fear of water, she finds herself a tomb raider on the Caribbean one step ahead of modern day pirates. Will she find the Lost Boys? Will she escape Hook’s clutches? And whom will she find on Nevis Island? Oh… and is Roger a good kisser?
LONDON BROIL ~ Book Two
When we last saw Wendy Darling and Roger Jolley in WENDY AND THE LOST BOYS, they were hot on the trail of Egyptian icons stolen from the British Museum. Wendy is now in a frantic race against time and a murderer as she searches for the last Lost Boy hidden somewhere in London while a killer heat wave invades the city. Wendy is held captive over a fish ‘n’ chips shop while Roger’s life is threatened. Can Wendy escape her captors, rescue Roger, and find the missing Lost Boy before the murderer strikes again?
CAIRO CAPER ~ Book Three
Part-time tomb raider and full-time real estate broker, Wendy Darlin joins her lover, archaeologist Roger Jolley, in a quest for Cleopatra’s tomb. All they have to do is get from Cairo to the Temple of Taporisi Magna alive. Armed only with a couple of hijacked ashtrays and faced with a trek across the blazing Sahara desert can Wendy out-maneuver Russian oligarchs, a dozen Dark Force mercenaries, and Roger’s chubby ex-girlfriend in time to find the tomb and seal it before chaos erupts in Egypt?

Barbara Silkstone is the best-selling author of the Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider series that includes: Wendy and the Lost Boys, London Broil, Cairo Caper, Miami Mummies, Vulgarian Vamp, Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider Boxed Set. Her Romantic Suspense Fairy Tales series includes: The Secret Diary of Alice in Wonderland, Age 42 and Three-Quarters; Wendy and the Lost Boys; Zo White and the Seven Morphs. For a squirt of paranormal comedy try: Cold Case Morphs. True fiction fan? Try: The Adventures of a Love Investigator.
Silkstone’s writing has been described as “perfectly paced and pitched – shades of Janet Evanovich and Carl Hiaasen – without seeming remotely derivative. Fast moving action that shoots from the hip with bullet-proof characterization.”

All books are available on Audible.com

Cassandra Clare releases TDA snippet!!

Hey Book Nerds! This is exciting!
Cassandra Clare just shared with the world a snippet from The Dark Artifices.
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Book Nerds review of The Mortal Instruments: City of Heavenly Fire, by Cassandra Clare

Hey all my fellow Book Nerds out there! I recently finished City of Heavenly Fire, by Cassandra Clare.
Cassandra Clare is one of the greatest storytellers I have ever had the privilege of reading!! In The Mortal Instruments series, she created this amazing, intriguing world – coinciding simultaneously with our regular, everyday world. She has made us fall helplessly in love with Jace Herondale, our perfect male specimen. Jace is one of the best characters I’ve ever been introduced to. He’s witty, sarcastic, conceited, charming — everything, all wrapped up into one character. Clary Fray is perhaps one of the boldest female characters I’ve read in a long time. Strong, confident, intelligent, caring – Clary is that female character that we all can relate to in one way or another. Together, these two characters have walked us through an amazing tale of Nephilim, Angels, Demons, Vampires, Faeries, and Warlocks – heroes, heroines, villains, fallen heroes, rising villans, and so much more. In these books, you witness different varieties of beings set aside their differences and prejudices and work together for a common cause.
Get yourself a copy of The Mortal Instruments: City of Heavenly Fire, and follow Clary and Jace one last time as they fight the largest, most important, and most brutal war of their lifetime against Clary’s own brother: Sebastian Morgenstern. Can Clary, Jace, Alec, Isabelle, Simon, and the rest of the crew pull together again to defeat Sebastian and his army of Endarkened Nephilim warriors? Or has Sebastian finally found the one way to defeat the Nephilim.
I had such a good time reading this last installment of The Mortal Instruments. It absolutely thrilled me how Cassandra Clare has expertly linked The Infernal Devices to The Mortal Instruments, while setting the stage for The Dark Artifices, coming Fall 2015. The character development throughout TID and TMI has been exceptional. I don’t doubt for a second that The Dark Artifices will be equally as amazing.
Cassandra Clare is, quite simply, one of the best authors of her time, to have created the world that she did, that keeps all of us craving more, and more, and more.
Book Nerds HIGHLY, HIGHLY recommends that you read both existing series: The Mortal Instruments — and — The Infernal Devices, if you haven’t already.
We are already dying to start The Dark Artifices.
Thank you, Cassandra Clare, for sharing your brilliance with the world.

(Recommendation by Book Nerds, Hil).

Check out The Mortal Instruments series on Amazon by clicking the following links:
City of Bones
City of Ashes
City of Glass
City of Fallen Angels
City of Lost Souls
City of Heavenly Fire

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Book Nerds review of Blue Notes, by Carrie Lofty

Blue Notes, by award winning author Carrie Lofty. A wonderful love story! Our main character is an unbelievably talented pianist. She was born Rosie Nyman, and came from a terrible childhood, with horrifying parents. As a child, she was subjected to so much negativity and darkness. She eventually was placed into the foster system, but managed to be one of the very few to luck out with amazing foster parents, who she later feels more connected to than she ever did her biological parents. In an effort to leave the past behind, she went so far as to change her name to Keeley. Despite her terrifying past, Keeley ends up moving forward with life (or trying to) and attends college at Tulane, where she excels as a pianist, pouring her heart and soul into her music. After eavesdropping on her practicing one day, Keeley meets the beautiful, brooding Jude, who happens to be New Orleans royalty. However, Keeley has no idea who he is, and brushes him off as she (quite literally) sprints away from him. Not long after, they meet again at a local club, where Jude dares Keeley to push her boundaries and her comfort level. Keeley rises to the challenge, making it a night she will never forget. Eventually Keeley finds out who Jude is, billionaire playboy whose parents died tragically, leaving him to run a massive corporation at such a young age. Jude consistently pushes Keeley and opens her up in ways she has never experienced before. All the while, Keeley struggles to hide her jaded past from Jude. When Keeley’s past catches up with her and she’s exposed as her original self, Rosie Nyman, will what these two lovers share be able to withstand the frenzy that follows?
Book Nerds recommends you check this book out for yourself!

(Recommendation by Book Nerds, Hil).

Click here to check it out on Amazon!

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Contemporary Romance, Stand Alone Full Length Novel, HEA, No Cliffhanger, 80,000 words/259 pages, (M/F)

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At thirty-three Warner Truman is one of the richest men on the planet, a spa mogul who buys and sells resorts at will. He holds powerful executive’s careers in his well-groomed hands. Nothing is beyond Warner’s reach…until he meets her.

Stunning, tantalizing, and perverse, Taddy Brill captivates Warner’s carnal desire like no woman he’s ever met. A self-made millionaire, Taddy is tougher than steel, more brilliant than diamonds and, at twenty-seven, she’s never depended on a man for anything…until she meets him.

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