Friday, December 26, 2025
Release Blitz: Structure of Love by AJ Sherwood
Release Blitz: Attacking the Zone by Elisa Faber
ATTACKING THE ZONE
Elise Faber
Release Date: December 26
AVAILABLE IN KINDLE UNLIMITED

I can protect her from everything—
Except from wanting me.
Kylie Connors survived the worst kind of betrayal, but now everyone treats her like she’s untouchable.
And the truth is…she is.
As the younger sister of the Sierra’s general manager, any man who's interested in her would have to risk his career for a chance with her.
But then she asks me for help feeling something good again. Something real.
I’ve wanted her in silence for years, burying the truth that she’s the only woman I’ve ever truly craved. She’s forbidden, off-limits, and choosing her could cost me all I’ve built…and rattle the foundation of the life Kylie’s fought so hard to rebuild.
But when she trusts me enough to take that first step, every instinct in me screams to take the next ten for her.
And if she asks for more…I know I won’t hold back.
Even if it costs me everything.
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USA TODAY bestselling author, Elise Faber, loves chocolate, Star Wars, Harry Potter, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team—the Sharks!—are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise changes her hair color more often than some people change their socks, loves sparkly things, and is the mom to two exuberant boys. She lives in Northern California.
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Tuesday, December 23, 2025
Release Blitz: Jingle Bells and Tentacle Spells, by Chloe Archer
PROMO BLITZ- JINGLE BELLS AND TENTACLE SPELLS BY CHLOE ARCHER

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Gemma
It’s not every day your brother gets abducted by aliens—and decides to stay with them. When Felix told me he was in love with one of his captors-turned-boyfriend and wanted to tour the galaxy with him, I thought he’d lost it.
But I’m not about to let my only sibling and last remaining family member blast off into the cosmos without me. And, okay, maybe I have a little motivation of my own. One particular alien has been slipping into my DMs… or whatever the intergalactic equivalent is. Her name is Luna—she’s saucy, snarky, and gloriously tentacled.
There’s definitely something sparking between us—and I’m dying to see where it leads. Preferably somewhere warm, private, and zero-gravity.
Luna
Being single on a spaceship full of lovebirds? Galactic torture. Watching everyone pair off while I drift alone in the stars? Even worse.
Then Gemma appears—bold, curvy, and absolutely irresistible. Our late-night transmissions soon turn into something deeper, and downright electric. I’ve never been with a human before, but she feels as right as the purr of a perfectly tuned engine beneath my hands.
And the way she talks, laughs, and looks at me? She makes me want to purr, too—and not just over engine noise.
She’s joining the crew just in time for Christmas—my favorite Earth holiday. Lights, laughter, and maybe… love? If fate’s on our side, this could be the start of something more amazing than a holiday Hallmark movie!
Jingle Bells and Tentacle Spells is a sapphic sci-fi holiday rom-com in the Tinsel and Tentacles 3.0 series. It is an interconnected standalone to the two previous books, All I Want for Christmas is Tentacles and Tis the Season for Tentacles.


Chloe Archer writes queer sci-fi and paranormal rom-coms with laugh out loud humor, zany shenanigans, silly acronyms, and plenty of spice!
She currently calls Minnesota home, but has lived abroad in places like Montreal, Edinburgh, and Tokyo. She’s hoping to relocate to Scotland permanently in the next few years if the stars align.
Chloe is a fur mama to two adorable Yorkies, Jasper and Teddy, and she loves them in a crazy dog mama kind of way. When she isn’t busy writing, she enjoys visiting friends and family, traveling, reading, binge watching movies and TV shows, and practicing her karaoke skills. She does a mean cover of Pat Benatar and Cher, or so she’s been told.
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Release Blitz: King of Rebuke by Aleia Kane
King of Rebuke by
Aleia Kane is now live!
I escaped one
monster only to find myself under the protection of another--a towering,
brooding giant with eyes that have seen too much darkness and hands that kill
without remorse.
Since escaping my
abusive ex-husband, I've carefully rebuilt my life, managing a high-end fashion
store by day and raising my three daughters by night. I've perfected the art of
finding light in darkness, of meeting each challenge with a smile, no matter
how forced. But when Sergio Bianchi sets his sights on me as his future wife,
my hard-won independence shatters in an instant.
Then he walks in.
Eli Abbott. Forty-eight to my thirty-six, six-foot-five to my five-foot-two,
scarred by demons I can only imagine, and possessing the social skills of a
hibernating bear. My sunny disposition bounces off his granite exterior like
light failing to penetrate darkness.
Now he's assigned
as my protector. My personal bodyguard. A walking shadow with cold eyes and
blood-stained hands who radiates danger with every silent step.
The twelve-year
age gap between us feels insignificant compared to the chasm in our
personalities. His growled commands clash with my cheerful defiance. His
minimalist responses battle my endless chatter. Yet behind his gruff exterior,
I glimpse something hauntingly familiar--a survivor, like me.
The forced
proximity between us becomes unbearable. Not because I fear him, but because I
want him with an intensity that terrifies me. His possessiveness should remind
me of my ex, but instead it makes me feel cherished. Protected. Desired.
With every touch
Eli offers comes the promise of danger, obsession, and a protection that might
just bind us together forever.
As Sergio's
pursuit turns deadly and secrets between Eli and me threaten what we're
building, I realize I've fallen for a morally gray guardian who would kill
without hesitation for those he considers his. The stakes couldn't be
higher--my freedom, my daughters' safety, and a forbidden love that could
either save us or destroy everything I've fought to build.
But in a world
where trust is scarce and life is fragile, are we willing to risk it all for a
chance at love?
Some men are
worth the risk. Some monsters are worth embracing. And sometimes, the line
between the two blurs beyond recognition.
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Release Blitz: A Daddy For Christmas 3: Rowan by Colette Davison
NEW RELEASE

Book Title: A Daddy For Christmas 3: Rowan
Author and Publisher: Colette Davison
Cover Artist: Covers by Jo
Release Date: December 16, 2025
Tense/POV: first person, alternating POV
Genres: Contemporary MM Romance, BDSM
Tropes: grumpy-sunshine, Daddy kink, forced proximity, snowed-in, insta-love, low-angst
Themes: Finding Christmas spirit
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 39 000 words
It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.
It is part of a multi-author series.
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“Look lively. Grumpy boss is on the prowl,” Rubin says.
I stand tall and stare in the direction towards Nigel’s office. Damon is standing in the doorway, flicking his gaze around the room. He is so dreamy. Tall, dark hair, a stern expression, and fuck, does he look good in a suit. I don’t know how old he is, but I’d guess he’s in his mid-thirties. If I’m right, he’s around six or seven years older than me, which is perfect. Or it would be, if he weren’t one of my bosses. He’s overdressed compared to everyone else here, but I appreciate the cut of his navy, single-breasted jacket, and his royal blue tie.
I’m overdressed, too. As Nigel’s driver, I need to look as smart as his cars. My official uniform is a charcoal-grey suit and a white shirt, which I jazz up with my choice of ties. Today’s is green with tiny candy canes all over it.
Damon’s piercing stare falls on me. His irises are dark blue, although from this distance his eyes look like shining lumps of coal. “Rowan. Do you have a minute?” He returns to his office without waiting for an answer.
“I will always have a minute for you, handsome,” I mutter under my breath.
“Careful not to trip over your hard-on on the way to his office,” Rubin says.
I flip him my finger. “I do not have a hard-on.”
“Yet.”
“I’m professional.”
“Oh, yeah. So professional, you’re drooling right now.”
“Am not.”
“Are too.”
I roll my eyes and make my way across the vast, yet cluttered space to the office.
I knock before entering. “You needed me?”
Damon is staring at the monitor, a vein pulsing in his temple and another throbbing in his neck. Is he stressed about something? Probably the fact that he’s here, rather than taking time off, like he should be. But if he’s here, where is Nigel?
He gives me an apologetic look. “I need a favour and you’re the only one I can spare.”
Which means he doesn’t need me to drive him anywhere. That’s a shame.
“I need you to pick up my costume for the charity ball tomorrow night.” He pushes a Post-It Note across the desk with an address on it. “It’s a bit of a trek, I’m afraid.”
“I don’t mind.” I scoop up the Post-It Note and scan the address. Yeah, he wasn’t kidding when he said it was a trek. “Wait. I thought Nigel was going to the charity ball.”
Damon sighs. “Nigel’s not here.” His words are clipped and stern. “Fuck, how am I going to get there? It’s in the middle of nowhere.”
I clear my throat, drawing his attention back to me. I smile brightly and wave my hand. “Your driver’s standing right in front of you.”
“It’s in the middle of nowhere. At night.”
I widen my smile. “It’s my job. You do know that because it’s in the middle of nowhere, Nigel booked two rooms for the night, don’t you?”
He stares at me. I guess he didn’t know.
“Aren’t I lucky that he doesn’t expect me to sleep in the car?” Although I could easily. “I think he was planning on taking the Rolls-Royce. Is that all right with you?” It’s a beautiful car, with a stunning interior ceiling.
“This is why we need a PA,” he grates out.
“Nah, this is why you’ve got me. If it’s anything to do with getting from A to B, I know what the plan is.” I wave the Post-It Note. “One costume coming up.”
He half-smiles. “Thanks, Rowan.”
“You’re welcome.” Now get out from behind your desk and give me a hot, steamy, thank-you kiss. A guy can dream.
About the Author
Colette’s personal love story began at university, where she met her future husband. An evening of flirting, in the shadow of Lancaster castle, eventually led to a fairytale wedding. She’s enjoying her own ‘happy ever after’ in the north of England with her husband, two beautiful children and her writing.
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Sunday, December 21, 2025
Release Blitz: Keep Me Like a Secret by Ivy Hamilton


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All Rights Reserved
Chapter One—Matt Miller
Multiple cameras go off at once. My eyes burn as I fight the urge to blink. The last thing I need is to be the idiot in the official picture with their eyes closed. I can’t draw any more attention my way. Beside me, Jake Heeren shifts his weight, his fingers brushing mine. His touch burns my skin.
Unwillingly, I flinch.
“Ladies and gentlemen of the media, thank you for joining us.” The voice belongs to my head coach, Mark Palmer. His hands grip the wooden podium. “The Lancaster Hornets are proud to be here today, making this announcement.”
I push all negative thoughts away. Thinking about my mistakes leads me to Jake and our secret. That’s a dangerous path to go down, especially when he’s so close. As our captain, he stands in the middle, tall and broad. I flank his right, with Budi Anderson, the other alternate captain, to his left. The rest of the team fans out on either side of us, with our two goalies at the end. The ice glows behind us, the Hornets logo lit up on the backboard of the rink.
We’ll make for a sharp photo.
“The Centennial Cup is a long-standing tradition in the Canadian Junior Hockey Association,” Palmer continues. “A decade has passed since the Hornets last brought the cup home. I am confident the team behind me will advance to the Centennial finals. However, we have also been given an honour.”
Palmer pauses, the eyes of every journalist trained on him. Lancaster, Saskatchewan isn’t exactly a booming metropolis, so there are really only a dozen people in the room.
“The Lancaster Hornets are proud to announce that in two years, we will be the host city for the Cup, and I am fully committed to preparing us for a win on home ice.”
We all clap on cue, prompting the media to clap as well. None of this will matter to me. I’m happy the Hornets have this chance, but I’ll be long gone from the Hornets by the time they host the Cup. This is my final year of junior hockey, and in two years’ time, I hope I’ll be playing for a Division I team somewhere and headed for the Frozen Four.
The Canadian Junior Hockey Association finals are a Canadian staple. I’ve been a Hornet for three years, with this season the start of my fourth. The Hornets have made it to the Saskatchewan Junior Hockey Association finals—the Valour Cup—every year, but that’s it. Earning the honour of host city would change all that. The Hornets could come last in our league, and we’d still get to play for the Centennial Cup. The host city always gets a guaranteed spot.
Unless we pull off a miracle this season, I’ll never get to experience that.
I paste my media smile on as more flashes go off. I’ve worked hard on perfecting my smile; it comes in handy for times like this when my entire body ripples with unease. I get lost in my head too easily, letting anxiety take over, so I’ve learned to train myself to respond with controlled measures.
Everyone will look at today’s pictures, and no one will know how uncomfortable I am standing next to Jake.
The rest of the press conference finishes up. The media asks the few, pre-approved questions they’ve been given and take a few more photos. Everyone’s excited, even though once the hosting season starts, they’ll be tired. Host teams always have a long, grueling season lasting nearly ten months, with plenty of trades and upheaval since the coaches stack the team.
The only regret I have is missing out on the number of scouts slated to watch. With the players under immense pressure to perform their best, and with all the attention directed their way, everyone’s fighting for the limelight. Everyone wants to be the next kid scooped up into a bigger draft. I have scouts who watch me now, but they’re university scouts. The top scouts in the country aren’t angling to sign me to the NHL.
Jake shifts, brushing our shoulders together, and I snap back into focus. His touch electrifies me from the inside out. Every instinct in me screams to flee. Any FOMO I experienced less than two seconds ago disappears. I’m barely holding things together now as it is. I can’t handle more eyes on me, watching my every move, waiting to find out my secret. I can’t wait to get out of Lancaster and away from Jake Heeren.
Jake’s hand grazes mine, and the flight versus fight instinct kicks in. As always, flight wins, and I recoil before I can stop myself. The camera flashes increase, and I turn away from him, set on edge as I struggle to remain calm.. I try to force my anxiety back down into my gut before the panic takes over completely.
Life had been so good. And then I fell into bed with Jake, and now everything is falling apart.















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