Gods & Monsters Review and Giveaway!

He was an artist. She was his muse. To everyone in town, Abel Adams was the devil's spawn, a boy who never should have been born. A monster. To twelve year-old Evie Hart, he was just a boy with golden hair, soft t-shirts and a camera. A boy who loved taking her picture and sneaking her chocolates before dinner. A boy who made her feel special. Despite her family's warnings, she loved him in secret for six years. They met in empty classrooms and kissed in darkened church closets. Until they couldn't. Until the time came to choose between love and family, and Evie chose Abel. Because their love was worth the risk. Their love was the stuff of legend. But the thing about legends is t

SINNER COVER REVEAL!!!!!!!

SINNER by Sierra Simone Cover Reveal: Feb. 2 Release Date: March 15th Genre: Contemporary Romance Designer: Letitia Hasser from RBA Designs Add to Goodreads: sierrasim.one/GRsinner Blurb: I’m not a good man, and I’ve never pretended to be. I don’t believe in goodness or God or any happy ending that isn’t paid for in advance. What do I believe in? Money. Sex. Macallan 18. They have words for men like me—playboy. Womanizer. Skirt chaser. My brother used to be a priest, and he only has one word for me. Sinner. PREORDER IS AVAILABLE! Sinner Links: Amazon: myBook.to/SeanTheSinner iBooks: sierrasim.one/isinner Kobo: sierrasim.one/kobosinner Nook: sierrasim.one/nooksinner Paperback:

EXCERPT FROM Inhale, Exhale.

inhale, exhale. My newest WIP Unedited and subject to change. “Hey, there,” she says in what she probably thinks is sultry, but comes across as desperate. I nod, it’s my go-to move for acknowledgement. “It’s dark over there,” she implies suggestively, gesturing to the bushes on the side of the house. “If you’d like to take me for a ride.” This one is full of class. Classic bored girl routine, slow clap for you, Morgan. I’m not drunk enough for this shit. But I move my palm onto her bare thigh anyway. Trailing under her skirt, I graze her panties. She moans, gripping my shoulders. Finally thinking better of it, I stop my movements and gently push her away. “I’m not feeling it,” I say. It

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