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Monday, 30 November 2015

RELEASE DAY BLITZ & REVIEW ~ ALL THINGS PAYNE {CAKE LOVE THE BOX SET) By Elizabeth Lynx

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  Cake Love Boxed Set: All Things Payne by Elizabeth Lynx Cake Love #1-2 Publication Date: November 19, 2015 Genres: Adult, Boxed Set, Contemporary, Humor, Romance Cake Love Boxed Set All Things Payne Cover

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Synopsis: Now you can have your cake and eat it too!
All the hot and crazy antics of Morgana Drake and Henrik Payne in one sexy boxed set. Seriously, look at the cover, there is cake right on it. And it’s sitting on her butt, what is sexier than that! This story! That’s what’s sexier. So, sit back, relax and enjoy the ins and outs, ups and downs of all things Payne. What do you get with this SUPER-FANTASTIC Cake Love Boxed Set: All Things Payne? I’ll tell you:
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RULES OF PAYNE – ***WARNING - Steamy Sex Scenes - Cake addiction - Incorrect usage of the word Potatoes***
Morgana Drake has some problems in her life. She has a boss she hates but can’t stop fantasizing about him. As she puts her focus into getting into the company’s Executive Development Program she finds only one thing standing in her way, you guessed it – her boss, Henrik Payne. Henrik Payne is very serious about his job. He has worked hard for over ten years to become VP of Sales and Marketing and make Mimir the third largest online retailer. He has rules he follows to make sure the company and his life run smoothly. So, why does he keep breaking all his rules? portrait of the elegant man on dark
RULES OF PAYNE 2: Electric Boogaloo – ***WARNING – More Steamy Sex Scenes – Mile High sex that can’t be unread and Dirty Condom Wrappers used as lucky charms***
Morgana Drake has had a taste of Payne and finds she likes it in more ways than one, but she still has a few problems. Henrik Payne knows what he has to do. In the process he realizes he is too selfish for his own good, and the good of others. He’s also discovers his rules suck balls. He has made a new list. Henrik and Morgana have gotten caught. Now what? Do they get fired? Do they stay together? Where does cake fall in all of this? Read this and find out!
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THE PAYNE IN THE BLOG – You have now read the Rules of Payne and Rules of Payne 2 and find an unusual craving for cake? It happens. But you also find out you want so much more. Things that were referenced in the Rules of Payne books, you have to know how it all went down. Well, you are in luck! Get the ‘behind the scenes’ so to speak with this collection of character blog posts. The very first post being the moment Morgana and Henrik first met!
The posts lead directly up to where the book begins. Here’s what Morgana has to say about it: ***WARNING - Real Blog Posts - Sex Scenes - Copious amounts of Cake*** I love cake. Wait, wait, let me start again.... My Boss is an a**hole but mind numbingly gorgeous. That didn't sound right either. Scratch this (note to author – do not put this in the blurb). My name is Morgana Drake, I write a blog. You may have heard of it, The Payne in the Blog (same as the title of this book, clever huh!). No? Oh well -- you will trust me! I may just be Mr. Henrik Payne’s assistant now, but soon I will be running the company. How do I know? I can feel it in my bones. There is only one problem, my boss. They don’t just call him the Payne for nothing. He’s a jerk and I hate him! Then why do I keep fantasizing about him? Seriously, I think I need help.
***ARC provided in exchange for an honest review - Jacquie / Scandalous Book Blog***
Morgana is a 30 something with a serious cake addiction and a love hate relationship with her boss Hendrik. In an effort to control her life she imposes a list of rules to live by and to try to control herself. Hendrik is a hot, bad tempered executive who has the hots for his PA but has to stop himself for the sake of both there careers. What follows is a short, seriously funny book as the both of them fight the attraction to each other.
I loved Morgana and her antics made me laugh out loud, the harder she tried to resist the more inappropriate situations she got herself into.
If you like your books sweet, steamy, and very funny this is the book for you and I am really looking forward to the next book in the series.

 ***ARC provided in exchange for an honest review - Jacquie / Scandalous Book Blog***
Henrik and Morgana are back but this time the tables are turned and she’s somewhat on top. As with book one she's  still highly inappropriate but in the new outing It’s Henrlk thats the amusing one struggling with his emotions and as it’s in dual POVs we get to know him a lot better.
I loved this book the two and throwing between them almost gave me whiplash though and a different points I wanted to choke the pair of preferably with a cup cake.
In the box set you also get a further insight to them both with a extra novella based around their blog entries. 
Happy cake eating folks was fabulous and not too fattening at all.


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About Elizabeth Lynx

Elizabeth Lynx 
 Elizabeth Lynx is not a robot, that’s for sure. At least she says she’s not. She is also not a space alien. How do I know this, because she was born in Baltimore Maryland in the 1970’s when no one wanted to be in Baltimore Maryland so why would her parents say that if it weren't true. Of course she has had her suspicions growing up and is still in a continual search for evidence that backs up her space age theories. To bide her time she writes about ‘normal’ people and their sexy romantic lives. Her husband chooses to put up with her theories and paranoid musings. Her two little boys help her see that perhaps she isn't an alien but more of a climbing rock. This theory is new, so she needs more time to develop it further.
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Title: Divine Conspiracy
Series: The Divine Series #1 
Author: Rose Hudson
Genre: Romantic Suspense
 Cover Design: CT Cover Creations
Photographer: Eric David Battershell
Model: Chase Bergner  
 Release Date: March 1, 2016

Blurb


Before moving to southern Alabama, and before realizing my daughter was getting older and my life, devoted solely to her and my career, was in desperate need of change...I would've said that fate was a myth. Opening up to the possibility of needing more and admitting that loving someone could be worth risking my heart for capture, the chance I was taking only became clear after one look into his eyes... 

I left that life behind and became a different man. One vigilant to keep others at arms length. One incapable of love. Letting someone in could prove dangerous, and could resurrect a past capable of killing us both. So why, after years of indifference to women or the possibility of more than a one night stand, would one look from her make me want to change it all.. 

Two souls lost to their pasts
Brought together by chance...
Torn apart by destiny...






Author Bio



Rose is a born and bred southern girl. She lives on her husband's family farm with their 3 children, in-laws (in separate houses of course ;), lots of cows, 10 barn cats, 4 yard dogs, Starbaby the horse and Honky Tonk the donkey. 

When she isn't chasing wild kids or at the dirt track watching Stock Cars and Go Karts race, she is probably reading, writing, or recording. 

Divine Conspiracy is the first release of three in her The Divine Series. Follow her on any of her social media pages to stay up to date with future release dates! She welcomes emails or messages, and looks forward to hearing from you!



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Excerpt: Final Debt

 “READY TO DIE, Nila?”
Cut’s voice physically hurt me as he forced me to my knees. The ballroom splendour mocked me as I bowed unwillingly at the feet of my executioner. 
Velvet and hand-stitched crewel on the walls glittered like the diamonds the Hawks smuggled—a direct contrast to the roughly sawn wood and crude craftsmanship of the guillotine dais. No finesse. No pride. Just a raised podium, framework cushioning a large tarnished blade, and a rope dangling to the side.
“Don’t do this. Cut…think about what you’ve become. You can stop this.” My voice mimicked a beg but I’d vowed not to beg. I’d seen things, understood things, and suffered things I never thought I would be able to endure. I refused to cry or grovel. I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. 
“In five minutes, this will all be over, Weaver.” Cut bent to the side and collected a wicker basket.
The wicker basket.
I didn’t want to think about what its contents would be.
He placed it on the other side of the wooden block. 
My lungs demanded more oxygen. My brain demanded more time. And my heart…it demanded more hope, more life, more love. 
I’m not ready.
Not like this. 
“Cut—”
“No. No more talking. Not after everything you’ve done.” Ripping a black hood from his pocket, he didn’t hesitate. No fanfare. No second guesses. 
I cried out as the scratchy blackness engulfed my face, tightening by a cord around my throat.
The Weaver Wailer chilled me. The diamond collar that’d seen what I’d seen and whispered with phantoms of my slain family prepared to revoke its claim and detach from around my neck. 
This was it.
The Final Debt.
Cut pushed my shoulders forward. 
A heavy yoke settled over the top of my spine. 
I closed my eyes.
I said goodbye.
I waited to die.

OnWeek Earlier

“NO!”
I pushed back, gripping the handrails of the private jet, throwing my weight against Daniel’s incessant pushing. “Stop!”
“Get up the fucking stairs, Weaver.” Daniel jabbed his elbow into my spine. 
I stumbled, bashing my knee against the high tread. “You can’t do this!” How had this happened? How had mere hours turned the entire universe against me? Again. 
I wanted to smash every clock. Tear out the cog from every watch.
Time had once again stolen my life. 
Jethro!
Daniel cackled. “I think you’ll find we can.” He shoved me higher.
My heart hurt—as if every mile between us and Hawksridge was a blade slicing me further from Jethro’s protection—a disharmony in an already discorded symphony. 
One moment, I’d been love-bruised and adored, tiptoeing back into the Hall; the next, I was trapped, forced to dress in jeans and a hoodie, and obey Daniel as he lurked in my doorway, barking orders to pack a few meagre belongings. 
He hadn’t left me alone.
His eyes followed my every move. I couldn’t grab the gun I’d hidden thanks to Jasmine. I couldn’t text Jethro to tell him I’d been caught. All I could do was run around my room with my lover’s release still damp on my inner thighs and submit to my nemesis.
The only saving grace was beneath Daniel’s hateful stare, I’d managed to pack the clothing I’d altered a few weeks ago. The cuffs full of needles and hems armoured with tools of my seamstress trade. Those garments were my only hope. There was no loophole. No way to refuse.
I had to trust Jasmine would get word to Jethro. That he would come for me…
Before it’s too late.
The desolation I’d suffered when Daniel first caught me faded to indignant anger. I’d been so close to being free. I’d been in Jethro’s arms. I’d been away from his psychotic family. My heart hardened a little toward Jethro for making me go back. 
Why? Why did you send me back? 
I didn’t know if I’d have the courage to forgive him. 
You know why. And you will. Of course, you will.
I couldn’t hate him because I wasn’t selfish. He’d sent me back to protect all of us. Those precious few who’d accepted him and he’d accepted in return. Love was the worst enemy, winding its commitment, ensuring no freedom when it came to clearheaded thinking of adversity.
Jethro loved too much. Felt too much. Suffered too much. And his siblings would be our downfall. Kestrel and Jasmine relied on him—just like I did. The responsibility of settling his family’s wrongs was a terrible burden to bear.
But he’s not alone.
I might’ve been stolen. Jethro’s plans to save me might be ruined. But I was still alive. Still breathing. I wasn’t the naïve girl who’d first arrived at Hawksridge. I was a woman in love with a Hawk. A Weaver who would draw Hawk blood.
It’s not over…
Pain exploded in my spine as Daniel stabbed me with his fist. “Get in the fucking airplane.”
“No!” I threw myself backward, looking frantically at the private hangar. We weren’t at Heathrow, but a small, private airfield called Turweston. “I won’t!”
No strangers I could call for help.
No police or air marshals. 
When Daniel had stalked me from my room and shoved me outside, Cut had been waiting. With a victorious smile, he’d stuffed me in the back of a limousine. 
With a purring engine, we’d pulled away from Hawksridge, tyres crunching on gravel as we followed the long driveway off the estate. 
My eyes had scoured the trees, their silhouettes growing stronger as the sun tinted the sky with pink blushes. Daniel and Cut sat opposite me, toasting each other with a chilled bottle of champagne. However, I hadn’t been alone on my side of the limo—I had a guard. 
Marquise, Bonnie’s damn henchman, sat beside me; a mountain of muscle, unyielding and impenetrable. 
“Come along.” A strange voice raised my gaze.
A man in a captain’s uniform smiled from the top of the aircraft steps. The private plane’s fuselage glinted in graphite grey. Sparkling diamonds, inlaid in the shape of a windswept ribbon, decorated the tail. 
“I don’t want to leave England.”
Daniel laughed behind me. “Like you have a choice.”
“I always have a choice, Buzzard.” I glowered over my shoulder. “Just like this choice of yours will not end well for you.”
If I don’t kill you, Jethro will. 
As far as Daniel knew, his slain brother was supposedly rotting in some unmarked grave. Jethro was right. The element of surprise trumped any of Cut and Daniel’s grand delusions. 
He snarled, “Watch it, bitch. Everything you say to me here will be paid in full when we’re there.”
“Now, now. No need for threats.” The captain climbed down a rung, holding out his hand. “She’ll get on board. Won’t you, my dear? No need to be afraid of flying. I have an exemplary record.” White hair tufted from either side of his pristine flying cap. In his mid-fifties, he looked fit and toned and impatient to take off.
“I can’t leave.”
I can’t be so far from Jethro. 
The captain smiled, waving at his vessel. “Of course, you can. Plus, I bet you’ve never travelled in such style.”
“It’s nothing against your mode of transport. It’s the destination I disagree to. I’m staying here.” I dug my heels into the metal grate, fighting against Daniel’s perpetual pushing. “I don’t have my passport, visa… I can’t travel across borders, so you might as well let me return home.”
Home.
Had Hawksridge Hall become my home? 
No, don’t be absurd.
But Jethro had. It didn’t matter where we ended up. What we did for work. How our lives panned out. As long as I was alive with Jethro by my side…I would be home. 
“Don’t fuss about that.” The captain waved his hand in invitation. “Travel is good for the soul.”
Not my soul.
Travel meant my soul would become untethered from my body, thanks to Cut and the Final Debt.
The sun barely peeked over the horizon, hidden by soupy fog and reluctant night. The world refused to warm, unable to shed the morning frost or dislodge the claws of winter. England didn’t want to say goodbye as much as I did, its reluctant dawn wanting me to stay.
“If you don’t get on the motherfucking plane in two seconds, Weaver, you’ll live to regret it,” Daniel growled. 
I glared at the youngest Hawk. “Haven’t you learned by now your threats don’t scare me?”
Forcing myself to stand taller, I hid the quaking in my bones, the quivering in muscles, the rampant terror scurrying in my blood. “I know where you want to take me, and I refuse.”
Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose. A second later, he cuffed me on the back of the head. “Behave!”
I gritted my teeth against the wash of agony.
“Almasi Kipanga is a fucking treat for the likes of you, Weaver. Get on your knees and show some goddamn appreciation. Otherwise, I’ll rip out your fucking tongue and ensure peace for the rest of the trip.”
“Ah, as I said, there’s no need for violence.” The captain took another step, prying my hand off the railing and tugging me upward. “Come along, my dear. Let’s get you inside. And don’t you worry about visas and things. Leave it to me. Airport control won’t be an issue.”
Vertigo cast the world in monochromatic greys as I swayed toward the captain. “But—”
Cut barrelled past Daniel—reaching the end of his patience. Grabbing my arse, he shoved me upward, forcing me like unwilling livestock up the final steps. “I have your passport, Nila. Get on the plane.” His breath skated over the back of my neck. “And don’t think about refusing again. Got it?”
Gripping the fuselage, I looked over my shoulder. “My passport? How did you—”
He waved a black binder in my face. “Everything is in here. You have no more excuses, and I won’t ask again. Get on the fucking plane or I’ll knock you out and you can wake up when we get there.”

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About the Author:
  

Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex... her books have sex. 
She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends. 

Her Dark Erotica books include:
Tears of Tess (Monsters in the Dark #1)
Quintessentially Q (Monsters in the Dark #2)

Her Grey Romance books include:
Destroyed



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