Showing posts with label arranged marriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arranged marriage. Show all posts

Friday, February 24, 2023

Cover Reveal: My Dark Romeo by Parker S. Huntington and L.J. Shen

My fairy tale turned into a cautionary one.

Inked in tar and sealed in tears.

My Dark Romeo, an all-new marriage of inconvenience, enemies to lovers standalone romance from Wall Street Journal bestselling authors L.J. Shen and Parker S. Huntington is coming March 12th!

From Wall Street Journal bestsellers L.J. Shen and Parker S. Huntington comes an explosive marriage of inconvenience...between a tarnished Romeo and a reluctant Juliet.

It was supposed to be a harmless kiss at a lavish debutante ball.

A clandestine moment with a handsome stranger.

But unlike his namesake, my Romeo isn’t driven by love.

He’s fueled by revenge.

To him, I’m a chess piece. Leverage.

His rival’s betrothed.

To me, he is a man deserving of poison.

A dark prince I refuse to marry.

He thinks I’ll accept my fate.

Well, I plan to rewrite it.

And in my story, Juliet doesn’t die.

But Romeo? He perishes.

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Tuesday, November 29, 2022

New Release: Stolen Touches by Neva Altaj

Stolen Touches by Neva Altaj is out now! 

This is a gorgeous new arranged marriage mafia romance–check it out and be sure to grab your copy today.

Title: Stolen Touches

Author: Neva Altaj

Genre: Mafia Romance

About Stolen Touches:

Milene Rules, I know them, But I didn’t follow them. I moved into his city, his domain without approval. And now, it’s time for me to pay the price.   Marry the cold, calculating Don of La Cosa Nostra, The man who many have never seen-or could recognize, And be bound to the mafia forever.   But when he comes to collect me, I realize that this isn’t the first time we’ve met.       
  Salvatore Nothing amazes me anymore. I’ve seen and done too much. Until her.   She’s an anomaly, Living in poverty, In MY city, Without approval.   I’m drawn to her in ways I never imagined. She ignites me and intrigues me. I want more than stolen touches. I want it all. And what Salvatore Ajello wants, he takes.   
  *Stolen Touches is a full-length novel with several open-door steamy scenes, no cheating and a guaranteed HEA.   
  This is the fifth book in Perfectly Imperfect mafia series. Each book in this series features a different couple and can be read as a standalone, but for maximum enjoyment, follow the recommended reading order.  
EXCERPT:

“Do you realize you’ve almost started a goddamned war?”

“But . . . I’m just working at a hospital. It’s not like I’m selling drugs on Ajello’s turf or anything. Why does it matter?”

“He’s the fucking Don of the New York Family, and you went against his specific decree. It sends the message that you don’t recognize him as an authority figure in his own region. And by extension, neither does the Chicago Family.” He slumps his shoulders and squeezes the bridge of his nose between two fingers. “You being a capo’s sister only makes the situation a hundred times worse.”

“I . . . I never saw it that way, Angelo.” I bury my hands in my hair. “Jesus.”

He sighs and looks up at the ceiling. “Do you remember Enzo, Milene?”

“Catalina’s idiot cousin who died in an accident last year? What does Enzo have to do with anything?”

“He didn’t die in an accident. Ajello found out he came to New York for a weekend of “mancation”—strip clubs, drinking, having a good time. Nothing to do with the Family business. Enzo’s body was delivered to Rossi the following day. It came in several bags, Milene.”

“Bags?” I gape at him.

“Yes. There were three. The note said it was easier for FedEx to handle smaller packages. It worked out to be cheaper.”

I wrap my arms around myself. “Is he going to kill me, too?”

“He has every right to, and no one would be able to do anything about it.” He looks at me. “But he’s demanded another compensation. Rossi agreed.”

“What kind of compensation?”

“A marriage.”

My head snaps up. “No,” I whisper.

“I’m sorry. You’ve brought this on yourself.”

“No! Please, not that.” I’m trying very hard to keep the tears at bay, but they come anyway, blurring my vision.

“There’s nothing I can do, sis.” Angelo gets up from the chair and walks toward me, crouching at my feet. “If it were just you, I could have arranged to get you out of the country or something. But it’s the whole Family on the line here.”

“I fucked up big time, didn’t I?” I sniff.

“Yes, you did. I’m sorry.”

“So, who am I arranged to marry?”

“Don Ajello.”

I stare at Angelo while panic pulses inside my chest. “What? I’m not marrying a man who chops people up and mails their body parts.”


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Catching Up with the Standalone Series:

Painted Scars

Broken Whispers

Hidden Truths

Ruined Secrets

 

About the Author:

  Neva Altaj writes steamy contemporary mafia romance about damaged antiheroes and strong heroines who fall for them. She has a soft spot for crazy jealous, possessive alphas who are willing to burn the world to the ground for their woman. Her stories are full of heat and unexpected turns, and a happily-ever-after is guaranteed every time.   

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Friday, January 28, 2022

New Release: River of Shadows by Karina Halle

In order to save my father, I have to marry the God of Death.

River of Shadows by Karina Halle is now live!

River of Shadows is an adult dark fantasy romance based on Finnish mythology and the underworld of Tuonela.

When 24-year old Hanna Heikkinen's estranged father dies, she reluctantly makes the trip to Northern Finland for his funeral. Being in the enchanting land of ice and snow feels miles away from Hanna's busy life back in Los Angeles, especially under the complicated circumstances.

But when Hanna discovers that her father's body is missing, that's when things really get weird. A mysterious man, Rasmus, tells Hanna the truth: her father was a powerful shaman who went into Tuonela, the Realm of the Dead, in order to barter for more life, and has been held captive by Tuoni, the God of Death. The only way her father can be freed is if she travels with Rasmus into the mythical underworld to rescue him.

Willing to do anything to have a second-chance with her father, Hanna accompanies Rasmus into the dark and bloody realm, traveling via the River of Shadows, stalked by dangerous creatures, monsters, and the living dead, until they finally come into the haunted kingdom ruled by Death and his family.

Only for her to be captured and held prisoner by the God of Death himself.

Turns out Death is intrigued by Hanna's beauty and fierceness and makes a bargain with her. If she marries him, and spends an eternity in the Realm of the Dead as his wife, he'll set her father free.

But even the most noble sacrifices come with hidden costs, and Hanna's might involve the most unexpected of all things: her heart.

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Karina Halle is a former travel writer, music journalist & screenwriter, and The New York Times, Wall Street Journal & USA Today Bestselling author of over 55 bestselling novels, ranging from horror and suspense to contemporary romance. She lives on an island off the coast of British Columbia with her husband, and her adopted pitbull Bruce, where she drinks a lot of wine, hikes a lot of trails and devours a lot of books.

Halle is represented by the Root Literary Agency and is both self-published and published by Simon & Schuster, Hachette & Montlake. Her work has been translated and published in 20 languages.

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Monday, May 17, 2021

Cover Reveal: Cruel Saints by Michelle Heard

      CRUEL SAINTS 
by Michelle Heard 
  Release Date: May 31st 
  Genre/Trope: Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance   

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   Blurb:

Alliances are made. Loyalty is owned. Love is taken.

Little did I know my love and freedom would be taken to form a new alliance.

Brutal, possessive, and dangerous, Lucian is feared by all. Including myself.

When his father is assassinated, Lucian takes his rightful place as head of the Cotroni family. They rule the Mafia with an iron fist, and he’s set his sights on my family.

Until now, we’ve been the only threat, but when a new one emerges, my father is forced to arrange a marriage between Lucian and myself.

He might be handsome but he’s not the kind of man who loves. He takes what he wants and right now, it’s my body.

I might belong to him in name, but the question remains – will our union be consummated in blood or love?

STANDALONE: Romance Suspense full-length novel.

           About the Author: 
  Michelle Heard is a Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling Author who loves creating stories her readers can get lost in. She resides in South Africa with her son where she's always planning her next book to write, and trip to take. 
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Wednesday, April 14, 2021

Book/Series Announcement: Dating Season by Laurelin Paige + Kayti McGee

  CANDI KANE PR PRESENTS A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT:    

  Laurelin Paige AKA Daddy & Kayti McGee AKA Your Mom love each other very much, and they decided it was time to bring the glimmer in their eye to life...
with a new book baby!   

  Name: Dating Season Length: 6 novellas
Weight: Light & Fluffy Romcom Delivery
 Date: May 3, 2021, Bk 1: Spring Fling will enter the world.   

  We're sooooo excited, so prepare for lots and lots of pictures! 
  (no presents, please, our little peanut is already rich in love. Just look at what all its new aunts had to say)  

  “A delicious, sexy, clever story with fun, modern twists that feels like a night out with your best friends as they share their hilarious dating tales!” - Lauren Blakely, #1NYT Bestselling Author 
   “The best Melanie Harlow book ever written by Laurelin and Kayti. Minus the dapper black beanie. There’s no such thing.” - Melanie Harlow, USA Today Bestselling author and noted fashion critic  
  "A fun, smart, and highly addictive romance read guaranteed to give you a smile." - Kylie Scott, NYT bestselling author 
   "This is SuperFun! I can't wait until the next installment. Chloe is hilarious, and I feel seen!" - Sarina Bowen, USA Today bestselling author 
  “Sexy and hilarious. Dating Season is an absolute delight!” - Claire Contreras, NYT bestselling author   
  “Dating Season is a hilarious hit of rom-com goodness. I laughed, I cringed and laughed some more over the hilarious dating antics. I can't wait for more of Chloe's adventures in dating!” - Helena Hunting, NYT bestselling author   
  “Five OMG fun, bantery stars for the can’t-miss romcom of the year! Buckle up for swoony slow-burn action, quirky side characters, and workout fiascos that will tickle you down to your toes.” ~Annika Martin, NYT bestselling author 
  "Short, sweet, and funny AF! Dating Season is everything you love about listening to your BFF's dating drama, but better because you can actually laugh out loud without feeling like a jerk. A guilt-free guilty pleasure!" - BB Easton, USA Today bestselling author  
  "Delightful, sexy, spunky and fun, I can't wait for more of Chloe's dating adventures. Is it too early to say #TeamAustin?" - Tessa Bailey, NYT bestselling author 
   “Dating Season is a hilariously goofy, humorously insightful romp of a series from Laurelin Paige and Kayti McGee. As Chloe pines for her friend Austin but doesn't have the courage to announce her feelings, she dates her way through bad match after bad match, love dangling under her nose as the slow burn builds. I love what McGee and Paige have done and can't wait to read more! Infectious rom com fun!” - Julia Kent, NYT bestselling author  

  Series Blurb: 
  They say the best way to get over one man is to get under another one… and another. And another. 
  Chloe is on the wrong side of her quarter-life crisis. Dead-end job, lease ending, and single af. It’s made all the harder by knowing exactly who the perfect man for her is: her super hot, incredibly kind, and extremely taken friend Austin. What’s a girl to do but drown her troubles in pinot and let her bestie open her an account on a dating app?
If there are other perfect men out there, she’s determined to find them. 
  Her ensuing series of boyfriends spark several revelations for Chloe: 
Never date a man with step-mommy issues.
Always ask about criminal records on the first date. 
  Swimsuits were never intended to be made from leather.
Maybe perfection is as overrated as her new app.
 
  PRE-ORDER SPRING FLING #1 for ONLY $0.99 TODAY!!! 
  Release Date: May 3rd 

  Blurb:
They say the best way to get over one man is to get under another one… and another. And another. 
  I’m on the wrong side of my quarter-life crisis. Dead-end job, lease ending, and single af. It’s made all the harder by knowing exactly who the perfect man for me is: my super hot, incredibly kind, and extremely taken friend Austin. What’s a girl to do but drown her troubles in pinot and let her bestie open her an account on a dating app?
If there are other men for me out there, I’m determined to find them. Spring is for new beginnings, and Finn’s abs are a perfect introduction to dating.
Unless, of course, perfection is as overrated as my new app.

PRE-ORDER SUMMER REBOUND #2
Release Date:May 17th

  PRE-ORDER FALL HARD #3 
  Release Date: May 31st 
  About the Laurelin Paige: 
  With millions of books sold worldwide, Laurelin Paige is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author. She is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Killing Eve or Letterkenny, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio. She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.
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  About Kayti McGee: 
Livin’ deliciously in beautiful Kansas City Missouri, where everyone else loves the Royals as much as I do. I like wine and murder shows and mountains and art. I’m represented by Rebecca Friedman at Friedman Literary because I am a lucky, lucky girl. Call her if you want me to do Iron Chef, otherwise just hit me up on FB at http://www.facebook.com/kaytimcgeeauthor, on Insta @KaytiMcGeeWrites, and stay sexy.
 
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Friday, December 11, 2020

Chapter Reveal: A Vow Of Hate by Lylah James

  A VOW OF HATE 
by Lylah James 
Release Date: January 5th   

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  Blurb: 
An all-new standalone hate-to-love, arranged marriage romance with a TWIST from Lylah James.
“Once upon a time…” 
  Hate consumed him. Love wrecked me. That night changed both our lives, turning our beginning into something toxic. We were poison together and there was no antidote. Our story began like any other fairy tale ended. With a beautiful wedding. 
One kiss. 
Two rings. 
Three vows.
Killian Spencer became my lawfully wedded husband and I, his dutiful wife. 
  But he was no Prince Charming. He didn’t come to save me… and he vowed there would be no happily ever after. And me? Just like the legends I'd read as a little girl, I always thought I’d be the princess in my fairy tale.
Well, I was the villain of our love story.
“Till death do us part…”
Special Pre-Order price at $2.99. 
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   *********** CHAPTER ONE 
    Julianna The ugliness of life is that sometimes we can’t undo what has been done. It doesn’t matter how devastating the outcome is; we can’t turn back time – can’t change the past – can’t fix the future. “It is what it is,” my father had said that night. The night I woke up from my coma, bedridden with two broken legs, three fractured ribs, a messed-up spine and a fractured skull… and more scars than I could bear. One night, four months ago, I made a mistake that ruined more than one life. Since then, I have learned that grief is just a stage of coming to terms with the situation. Just like denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance. Except, I was still on the fourth stage. Depression, my therapist would say with a pitiful sigh. Misery still choked me every morning as I swallowed down my breakfast and every minute of the day. While it wasn’t as heavy as guilt, the imbedded grief still festered pus like an untreated wound. But it was the guilt… Guilt was what killed me everyday. Pain became my companion; grief was my nightmare and guilt turned out to be my soulmate. “Julianna, you haven’t had your breakfast yet.” I could feel her presence behind me but I didn’t turn away from the window. “I’m not hungry.” Selene, our elderly maid and my only friend, made a sound in the back of her throat. “Your father–” “He doesn’t need to know,” I said, my nails digging into my palms. “Your sister–” My lungs caved in, my body growing cold. “Stop. Don’t even finish that sentence.” “Julianna.” “Please, stop. Stop trying. Just take the food and leave.” My shaky voice was followed by silence and then the door clicked close. Her presence disappeared and I was finally able to wallow in self-pity again. My window overlooked the stables from behind our mansion. My father’s estate expanded many thousand acres, but this spot used to be my favorite view. Except now, it was nothing but a bitter reminder. How could our lives change so quickly in merely four months? If only we hadn’t sneaked out… If only I hadn’t been so stubborn… If only I hadn’t been driving that night… My hand came up, trembling as I touched the black veil. The thin fabric started from below my eyes and hid the rest of my face. I kept my black hair down, with bangs that I never had before, keeping my forehead covered. Only my eyes were visible. I hear she’s ugly now, that’s why she hides behind the veil, the whispers would say. It’s good she keeps it covered. I don’t want her to give me nightmares. Beasty, some sneered. The poor girl, others pitied. The whispers didn’t hurt. In fact, they had little effect on me. I had learned to shut the world out while I surrounded myself with my own misery. Jolie, my therapist, said it wasn’t the right coping mechanism. She said I was making it harder on myself. She said a lot of things, but none of them mattered. My sister – Gracelynn – was still dead. Because of me. And I was still here, alive and breathing when it should had been me in her place. I still remembered her wide-open, dead eyes. I could still smell the unpleasant odor of metallic copper; our blood and sweat. I still saw her mangled face so vividly in my memories and every time I closed my eyes. I was in that car with her dead body for three hours. Three hours that felt like three extremely long days. I passed out many times, regaining consciousness only to see her bloodied face again and again, while I screamed at her to breathe, to stay alive. Gracelynn wasn’t wearing her seatbelt that night. The force of the impact, and when our car flipped, sent her flying through the windshield. Her screams still echoed in my ears. Her swollen, mangled face with glass shards lodged in her flesh was still seared in my brain. Most days, I spent my time like this. Listlessly staring out the window, watching the sun rise and set, watching the day go by, turning into months. It wasn’t like I could run away from my misery. No, I couldn’t even walk. That accident took more from me than anyone would ever see.       ***   Hours later, the door opened again, bringing me out of my thoughts. I was still rooted in the same spot as Selene left me this morning. “I’m not hungry,” I said, already knowing who it was. Only two people were allowed in my room. Selene and my father. My father rarely visited me. And Selene was the only face I saw everyday. Her presence and the only human contact I had since I woke up from the coma and was brought back to my father’s estate, kept what was left of my sanity intact. “The room smells like death and despair. Quite frankly, I approve.” My eyes widened. No. My head swam and the collar of my sweater felt too tight. What was he doing here? Killian Spencer was the last person I expected to come into my room. The last time we saw each other… Two months ago, when I visited my sister’s resting place, for the first time. He had been there before me and when I had turned to leave, he didn’t let me go without giving me a piece of his mind. Cold voice. Dark eyes. Cruel words. That was Killian Spencer. The new him. Julianna,” he sneered my name. I imagined him curling his lips in distaste. “Before you say anything,” I started to warn him, but he spoke over me. “Our fathers have arranged our marriage. It’s being finalized as we speak.” I shut up and closed my eyes, holding back a desperate cry. He approached me from behind, his footsteps sounding closer. I could feel his body heat. I could smell his strong, spicy cologne. Unique and familiar. My chest rattled when I exhaled a shaky breath. “You could have refused.” From my peripheral vision, I saw his hands come up and he placed them over the handles of my wheelchair. For the first time, I realized how powerless I was against him. Weak and fragile. He could easily hurt me. And I would let him. “You say this and yet you know how important this marriage is for both our families,” Killian mocked. My fingers latched onto my silver, charm bracelet. With a frantic need, I used the sharp edge of the heart and dug it deep into my wrist. I winced and the pain made me think. Made me feel alive. “Is that the only reason why you agreed to this marriage?” He bent forward, bringing his head closer to mine. I felt his breath against my ear. “You know very well what my reasons are.” “You could just kill me,” I said. “Make it easy for both of us, don’t you think?” “Why should you have an easy death?” The hatred in his voice was unmistakeable. “She died a cruel death, Julianna. And you will suffer a worse fate.” There it was. This was the reason why we were poison together. I killed his love and he wanted vengeance. “Do you know what date today is?” How could I forget? Killian was still too close. His presence was suffocating. “She was supposed to walk down the aisle today,” he said, deadly and heartless. But I didn’t miss the pain and the longing in his voice. Gracelynn would have been the prettiest bride ever. I closed my eyes and choked on the sob threatening to spill from my throat. My sniffling filled the room and there was Killian’s dreadful silence. His silence was eerie and disturbing. Killian was deadlier than a viper, as he waited for the right moment to strike. He moved around my wheelchair and stood in front of me. Dressed in all black, he was an imposing figure. I dragged my gaze up, from his polished leather shoes, up to his strong thighs, his wide chest and shoulders and then his face. Full lips, dark eyes and a glacial expression. Our eyes met and he blinked, once, as if to shake the image of me from his brain. As if I was a ghost, haunting him. Maybe I was. Killian leaned against the window, his hands going to the sill as he crossed his ankles. He looked every bit the powerful and confident man he was. So devious, so in control, so cruel. I fidgeted under his gaze, feeling so out of control while he was so contained. “Two years.” I blinked. “What?” There was a tick in his left cheek, his muscles clenching, and his jaw hardened. Killian nodded at my legs – useless and frail. “Your father said it’ll take you a long time to walk again, if you ever will. With all the necessary therapy, he’s giving you two years.” I swallowed. “Two years…?” “Two years so you can walk down the aisle. Our wedding will be held on this day, two years from now.” I knew this was coming. My father warned me beforehand – I’d have to take Gracelynn’s place at the altar – but I was still not prepared for this announcement. “What if I can’t walk again?” He grinned cruelly. “Then, I’ll drag you down the aisle, on your fucking knees, if I have to.” I sucked in a shuddering breath. Killian stepped away from the window and bent forward, bringing his face closer to mine. I couldn’t even move. My wheelchair kept me in place. His breath feathered over my veil, right over my lips. “Listen to me very carefully. You will marry me; you will pay for your sins and you will die at my hands.” He didn’t see that I was already paying for my mistakes. Just like everyone else, Killian didn’t see me. They saw my veil. They saw my sin. No one saw Julianna Romano anymore. They didn’t see my remorse– or that my sister’s ghost haunted me. My nails dug deeper into my palm, drawing blood. I lifted my chin up, matching his cold stare. “You’ve made yourself very clear, Killian Spencer.” He chuckled at my show of I’m-not-scared-of-you-do-your-worst. It was a weak attempt at bravery, but I didn’t want him to think I was as powerless as he thought I was. My life was already hell. But I still had some kind of control over what Killian could do to me, even though I deserved everything he said. I should pay for my sin. I should suffer. I should die at his hands. It was his right. After all, I killed his heart. It would have been easy to say that Killian was the villain. But it was far from the truth. He was just another casualty of my mistakes and the end result of my sins. I was the villain in this messy fairy tale. His hand came up to my face and I flinched, expecting him to strike me, but he didn’t. Killian curled a finger around a strand of black hair and then pulled. Hard enough to burn my scalp. “I will break you, Julianna Romano.” You can’t break what’s already broken. I turned my face away, no longer able to look into his dark eyes. There was just something in them. Something that made me ache. “You’ve said what you came here to say. You can leave now.” Killian pulled back and strode away. I clutched my chest, bearing the pain that seemed to dig itself deeper under my flesh. It wasn’t just my heart that ached. It was my soul that was tormented. “Oh right, I forgot to give you this.” He fished something out of his pocket and then carelessly threw it my way. It skidded on the shiny floor, a few feet away from my wheelchair. “Your ring,” Killian said coldly, his voice dripping with venom. “Wear it. Happy engagement to us.” After he was long gone, Selene came back. Without a word, she lifted the ring from the floor and handed it to me. I took it from her, staring at the extravagant diamond ring. The rock was huge and nothing like my personal taste. But then again, this wedding wasn’t about me and Killian could care less about my preferences. It was heavy in my palm, but the weight was more than just the shiny diamond itself. I loathed it. And yet, I still wore it on my ring finger. When my father came into my room much later, he smiled approvingly at the sight of my ring, patted me on the hand and then walked away without a word. It was official. Two years from now, I would be Killian’s wife. This marriage was his vengeance – the vows would not be of love, but of hatred. His retaliation. My atonement. One imperfect marriage.      
        


About the Author:

Lylah James lives somewhere in Canada. She is usually pretty busy but she uses all her spare time to write. If she is not studying, sleeping, writing or working – she can be found with her nose buried in a good romance book, preferably with a hot alpha male.

Writing is her passion. The voices in her head won’t stop and she believes they deserve to be heard and read. Lylah James writes about drool worthy and total alpha males, with strong and sweet heroines. She makes her readers cry – sob their eyes out, swoon, curse, rage and fall in love. Mostly known as the Queen of cliffhanger and the #evilauthorwithablacksoul, she likes to break her readers’ hearts and then mend them again.

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Friday, December 4, 2020

Prologue Reveal: A Vow Of Hate by Lylah James

  A VOW OF HATE by Lylah James 
Release Date: December 15th  

  Add to Goodreads: http://bit.ly/AVOHGoodreads   

  Special Pre-Order price at $2.99! 
Grab it now, before the price goes up after release day! 

   
  Blurb:
An all-new standalone hate-to-love, arranged marriage romance with a TWIST from Lylah James.
“Once upon a time…” 
  Hate consumed him. 
Love wrecked me. 
That night changed both our lives, turning our beginning into something toxic. We were poison together and there was no antidote. 
  Our story began like any other fairy tale ended.
With a beautiful wedding. 
One kiss. 
Two rings.
Three vows. 
Killian Spencer became my lawfully wedded husband and I, his dutiful wife. 
  But he was no Prince Charming. He didn’t come to save me… and he vowed there would be no happily ever after.
And me? 
Just like the legends I'd read as a little girl, I always thought I’d be the princess in my fairy tale. Well, I was the villain of our love story. 
  “Till death do us part…” 

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  PROLOGUE REVEAL  
  Julianna 
  My father always told me that life is all about choices. Some decisions are impossible to make, some choices we live to regret. We are humans after all; we are born to make mistakes. Humans are faulty, we are both good and evil – a perfect yin and yang. What he forgot to tell me was that… some choices would haunt me forever.
A choice I made…
A moment of impulsiveness. A destiny I couldn't rewrite. 
  After all, we can’t stop time, right? 
  And all it took was a second. I killed her that night. 
  My sister.
Gracelynn. 
  My story was tainted from the beginning; tainted by her blood. And her death was a sin for me to bear, for the rest of my breathing days. I wasn’t evil, but I was the villain anyway. I pulled the black veil back over my face. 
  This is my atonement.  
     
  About the Author: 
Lylah James lives somewhere in Canada. She is usually pretty busy but she uses all her spare time to write. If she is not studying, sleeping, writing or working – she can be found with her nose buried in a good romance book, preferably with a hot alpha male. 
  Writing is her passion. The voices in her head won’t stop and she believes they deserve to be heard and read. Lylah James writes about drool worthy and total alpha males, with strong and sweet heroines. She makes her readers cry – sob their eyes out, swoon, curse, rage and fall in love. Mostly known as the Queen of cliffhanger and the #evilauthorwithablacksoul, she likes to break her readers’ hearts and then mend them again. 
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