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Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Bed of Lies: Volume 2 by Niquel Release Blitz

Title: Bed of Lies
Series: Bed of Lies Vol 2
Author: Niquel
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
Release Date: June 26, 2017
I considered my life to be lackluster.
I craved something new and exciting.
I thought I needed a man to take care of me, 
to show me what true love meant.
After countless failures and terrible dates, 
I decided to go online, and that’s where I met him. 
He was everything I could have ever wanted: sweet, 
caring, and a true gentleman. 
Linc was the epitome of true boyfriend material
—until he showed me his true colors. 
Now I’m fighting for my life in a place unknown; 
I’d give anything to go back home.
“Bed of Lies plays with your mind, rips your heart and leaves you strangely falling in love with the Monster Linc” ~Smashly Bookalicious Reviewing Chicks
“It will rip your heart, mess with your mind and ultimately you don't have a choice but to love Linc” ~Goodreads Review (Betty)
“An epic dark read and can't wait for Bed of Lies 3.” ~Goodreads Review (Catherine)
“Go inside, asshole!” I heard Linc yell at someone. The light was turned on and the brightness stung my sensitive eyes. I blinked to focus, but everything was moving too fast and out of focus.
“Linc, it’s not what you think!” the young kid yelled out.
“It’s not? Did you not betray me? This woman was not taken because of your loyalty to El Tigre?”
The kid didn’t answer.
My eyes finally adjusted and the kid looked like he was barely eighteen. He had long dark hair and tanned skin, and he had on a suit that was several sizes too big. Linc pushed him down in front of me, pressing his skull down with the sole of his shoe.
“She almost died because of you! Whatever they were paying you, I could have paid you double if you were loyal!”
Linc took a sharp hunting knife out of his jacket and stabbed the kid in the back of his neck, right under the base of his skull. His body went limp, but he was still alive. I shook and cried, trying to back away from him. I didn’t want that to be my fate.
Linc snapped his fingers and Yavuz came in to remove the boy. Linc kneeled down in front of me and cut the tape away from my ankles, spreading my legs open wide. He ran the cool metal over my thighs and I was paralyzed with fear.
He cautiously peeled the tape from the corners of my mouth and placed a kiss on my sore lips. His tongue slid in between and I opened up, letting him consume me. This man confused me like no other.
I broke our kiss and looked him in the eye. “Can you untie my arms?”
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t know what I’d do if you touched me right now.”
“Well, I’d be gentle. I’d massage your shoulders then work my way down your chest and stomach. I can’t be responsible for what happens next, but I’d need a shower first.”
“I can’t protect you if you’re not tied up and out of sight.”
“Yes you can!”
I didn’t think I’d get him to do it, but he cut the tape from my wrists and I smacked him in the face. He looked at me but didn’t react. I thought for sure he was going to stab me with the blade, ending my life.
“What is the matter with you? If you want me, you can have me. You don’t have to go through all of this. I don’t want anyone else, Baş.”
He stood to his feet and extended his hand out toward mine. “Come.”
I followed him out of the room and up the stairs, and it took us a while to get out of that prison. It seemed like we were walking up the stairs for an eternity then we finally went through another side entrance to the kitchen. This place has more secret passageways than the Underground Railroad.
As we walked up the stairs, my pumps smacking off the hardwood, I saw his wife glaring down at us from above. “So are you two in love now?” she snapped.
“What does it concern you?” Linc replied.
I laughed. Their relationship was odd, but I didn’t want any part of it. Whatever issues they had were between them.
He brought me to his suite and locked the doors behind us. I stood by the bed as he disappeared into the bathroom and I heard the shower turn on. I wasn’t sure if I should go in or wait, but before I could make a decision, he came to the door naked and waved me in.
I stepped inside the standing glass shower and he came in behind me, running his hands down my spine and over the curve of my ass. I heard him squirt body wash on the pouf he’d previously grabbed from beside me and he ran it over the back of me, thoroughly cleaning everything, and then turned me around to repeat.
He washed me then stood there staring at me. His cock was hard as a rock and I fell to my knees. I placed my hand around the base and slid my lips over his slick rod. He grabbed the back of my head and shoved himself in deeper, causing me to gag, but I kept on sucking.
He grabbed me by my hair and brought me back up to a standing position, pushing my back against the wall, and made his way down my body, straight to my core. He lifted my right leg and placed it over his shoulder, palming my ass as his tongue slid in between my folds.
“Baş, I’m gonna come.”
“Do it, right in my mouth. Don’t hold back, my princess.”
Niquel is a self diagnosed coffee addict, lover of rice and beans, and chocolate—preferably not all together. She’s the creator of multiple stories full of love, passion, and power. She may toss in a ghost story every once in a while.
When she’s not busy taking care of her two little girls, she's writing or creating graphics or you can find her binge watching TV with her significant other. 
Boston born and raised, she’s always been a creative soul: attending multiple colleges to develop her love of the visual arts.
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Breathe In by Michelle Belon

Title: Breathe In
Author: Michelle Bellon
Genre: Thriller/Suspense
Release Date: June 27, 2017 Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Breathe in, breathe out. This mantra gets Tessa Benson through the day.
The man she loves walks all over her, and she just wants to get by without her heart shattering to pieces. If she could find her voice, she’d scream.
Everything changes in one night, when she’s snatched from the streets and tied to a bed, a camera set up to capture her dying moment. And the person who paid to watch her die...is still out there somewhere.
Tessa prowls dark neighborhoods in a quest for justice, but she doesn’t find the killer. Not until they strike again…in the place Tessa is least expecting, and where it hurts worst.
Standing closer than I want to be, I can’t stop my muscles from trembling. He sneers down at me. His teeth are crooked. His jaw is wide. His skin is covered in acne, and I’m sure he takes steroids on a regular basis to gain his bulk. His scent is heavy with sweat. It mixes inextricably with the smell of frying pork. 
He holds a finger in front of his face in warning. “Do not play with me, little girl.” He gives the rope another jerk. “Do you understand me?”
“Y-y-yes,” I whimper. 
“Good. Now let me explain a few things. You see that camera over there?”
When I don’t take my gaze from his to look toward the camera, he moves faster than I can react and clutches my chin in his large hand, his thumb and forefinger digging into the flesh of my jaw. My lips pucker out. He jerks my head to the right so that I’m facing the camera. He points to it with his other hand. “There. Do you see it now?”
Face still in his grasp, I nod adamantly to show I’m listening now. This man is frightening beyond measure.
His thumb and fingers squeeze harder. “Good. That camera will watch you day and night. You hear me?”
I nod, unable to suppress the incessant whimpering that bubbles from my core.
“You will not go near it. You will do as you’re told. Or I will hurt you. You got it?”
I nod.
He releases my chin and slaps me across the face. My head snaps hard to the left and my right cheek flashes hot where his palm connected. Instant tears stream down my face. He grabs my chin again and hauls me upright. 
“Answer me when I ask you a question. Understand?”
“Yes, yes.” 
“You and that camera right there are going to make me a lot of money. Do you understand?”
I don’t understand at all. I’m afraid to. “Yes.” I nod over and over again.
“Yes.” 
“Good. Now sit your ass down.”
Before I can do as I’m told, he gives me a shove. I topple onto the bed. Unable to catch myself with my hands behind my back, I fall to my side, then scramble to sit upright. 
He gives me a look of disgust before walking out the door and slamming it behind him. 
Defeated and scared beyond words, I’m paralyzed. I need to escape, but I fear this man’s wrath if he catches me. I bite my lip and earnestly try to fight back the tears. But they are relentless and gush forth anyway. I give in and let them come. Racking sobs engulf my body. I look toward the camera, no longer innocuous. It stares at me menacingly, my only witness.
What will it see?
Michelle Bellon lives in the Pacific Northwest with her four quirky and beautiful children. She loves coffee, Superman, rollercoasters, and has an addiction to chapstick.
She works as a registered nurse and in her spare time writes novels. As a multi-genre author, she has written in the categories of romance suspense, young adult, women’s fiction, and literary fiction. She has won four literary awards. You can visit Michelle’s website at http://www.michellebellonauthor.com/
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