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Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Enticing Journey Book Promotions Presents: Torn by Alexis Noelle; #ReleaseBlitz, #NowAvailable, #OutNow, #Live

Title: Torn

Series: Deathstalkers MC

Author: Alexis Noelle

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: March 21, 2018
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Loyalty

That's what it's all about here.

I'd do anything for one of my brothers,

Even go with his old lady to a parent-teacher conference.

But when I see the sweet little number who's the teacher,

Suddenly, school's right up my alley.

She's innocent, naive, and sexy as Hell.

Damn, I just want in her pants,

And to maybe teach her a thing or two.

And I'm not backing down,

I'll get to her.

But if she ever finds out the truth about our connection,

It'll sever the ties and ruin it all.

I'm just going to keep my mouth shut--

And all over her.

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The loud crash jolts me out of bed and a few seconds later my mother comes running in the room. “Sweetheart you need to hide, there are people in the house.” Her voice is quiet but I can hear the fear in it.

My stomach drops as my body freezes.

“Now.” Her voice is a raised whisper. She points to my bedroom closet and I run trying to grab for her hand but she shoo’s me away.

I open the door thanking God for once that my closet is such a disaster. I lay on the floor covering myself with any clothes I can.

Mom quickly rushes over finishing the job for me. “No matter what, don’t make a sound.”

She quietly shuts the door and I can hear my father’s voice downstairs. I can’t make out what he’s saying but he’s yelling at someone. There is a loud bang and my heart stops. That sounded like a gunshot but it couldn’t be, this can’t be happening right now.

I lift on if the shirts just a little bit so I can see through the opening in between my door and the floor. I see mom working her way under my bed but I know I shove so much stuff under there, that there is probably no room.

Heavy footsteps sound as my whole body goes rigid. The boots stop at the edge of my bed and I hear a stomach churning laugh before his hand appears and pulls my mother’s leg out from under the bed.

I can hear her pleading with him to take whatever they want and go. I pray that he listens, and that whatever sound I heard my dad is still okay. He doesn’t say a word though. After a few more seconds another loud bang sounds and my mom falls to the floor. I clamp my hand over my mouth silently sobbing and praying that they don’t find me.

My body is stiff from fear, and I’m scared to move because I don’t want him to find me.

“Take anything that’s not nailed the fuck down but do it quick.” I hear him shout to whoever else must be in the house. He stands in my room for a minute before heading over to my dresser. “There ain’t much in here.” I hear the sound of my music box being picked up. My dad gave it to me on my last birthday. It crashes to the ground and I flinch from the noise. “All fucking junk.” The sound of the boots fades.

I can hear crashing and things being thrown around as the men tear through my family home. My mom’s eyes are closed and I pray to god that she is just passed out. She can’t be gone.

It feels like I sit in that closet for days listening to things banging and breaking.

When the closet door opens, I scream.

Alexis Noelle lives in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania with three kids. On top a writing career, she is a full-time student and a full-time mom. She loves spending time with her kids, although she has to hide the computer from them when she is writing! She love being active and being outdoors, especially if it involves any kind of shopping.

She has always been passionate about writing. She loves to read romance books and feels like being able to lose yourself in a book is one of the more exciting aspects. The books she loves to read and write will be ones that make you feel for the characters. Ashley believes that you should have an opinion on every character in a book whether you love them, hate them, or think they are up to something.She also believes that the most important critic is your reader, so she loves to hear from the readers. She want her fans to be open & talk to her about what they want for the characters in the story, and what they would like to see happen.

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Monday, April 17, 2017

@EnticingJourneyBookPromotions Presents: Sever by Alexis Noelle; #ReleaseBlitz, #NowAvailable, #Live, #Review

Title: Sever

Series: Deathstalkers MC Novel

Author: Alexis Noelle

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: April 17, 2017
Rating: 4.5 Stars

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book for review from Enticing Journey Book Promotions, the publisher, and the author. I was not compensated nor was I required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am posting this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255: "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising".

Fool me once, shame on you.

Fool me twice, and I'm a damn idiot.

That's what he does to me.

Ryker. Smith.

The first heartbreak is always the hardest to heal

And those wounds get ripped right back open,

When he walks back into my life.

Seven years,

It took seven long and grueling years,

To get that cocky, leather-wearing bastard out of my mind.

I thought I'd never get over him, never fix what he broke,

And now he's back,

Every sexy inch of him,

The difference is now I'm taking charge.

This time he'll be the fool.

Ryder “Tracker” Smith has ended up in a place he thought he’d never see again. Megan Hendrix’s job brings her in contact with someone from her past – would have liked to be a fly on the wall for that reunion. It was that reunion that sealed my fate until the book was finished. This is not a series that you need to read in order. But you may find that this is an addiction that you don’t want to find a cure for.

Megan is a woman who didn’t have a perfect childhood but she was able to rise above that. It was interesting to see how this author weaved a story with people that could actually exist. There is violence that follows the members of an MC but Ms. Noelle doesn’t let it overtake this story. If you’ve not read any of the Deathstalkers before than this is a great place to start. You get a little taste of the MC, a little bit of romance, and even a little suspense. And if you like to see a woman stand her ground for what she wants, Megan will help with that. It may be considered tame to some MC books but if you think of the series as a whole than it’s a great addition. My disappointment came when I couldn’t find out what’s coming next. The good thing is that there are other books in the series that I can catch up on until then.

Walking up, I see a few guys hanging around and talking so I make my way over to them. Their eyes follow me the whole way and I momentarily regret wearing heels because everyone knows heels and gravel just do not mix.

“You the chick from the accounting place?”

My first reaction is to correct him but I hold my tongue. These don’t look like the kind of guys I really want to mouth off to and, really, in their world “chick” might be considered a compliment. I use my hand to shield my eyes from the sun because squinting is never a good look. “I’m looking for Ryder.”

The name doesn’t seem to register on any of their faces and for a minute I wonder if I have walked into the wrong place. That would be just my luck.

“Megan.” I hear his voice and it still sends chills through me. “In here.”

There’s a click and a side door opens. I walk toward it, feeling the eyes of the bikers on my back like daggers. When I get there, I peek inside. Its’s pretty basic, with only a desk with a computer and a few different piles of papers to fill the space. I step inside, smelling the faintest hint of mildew. It’s unpleasant, to say the least, and I scrunch up my nose.

“Why didn’t any of those guys know who you are?”

He doesn’t look at me. His gaze is on the papers in front of him as he sifts through them, putting some in one pile and others in another. “Because people don’t call me that here, and neither can you.”

“Really?” I laugh. “So what exactly am I supposed to call you?”

He sits down on the corner of the desk. “Tracker.”

I shake my head putting my purse down on the desk.

“Something wrong with my name?” His eyes narrow and my gut twists, reminding me of the nerves I felt in the car.

“Apart from the fact that you aren’t a bloodhound and it isn’t your name?” I cross my arms and jut out a hip. A lot has changed since high school. I’m no longer the pushover I was, and part of that is because of him, and though I might have been hesitant to stand up to the apes outside, the man in front of me is a whole different story.

“It is my name—at least, it’s my road name. It’s what everyone uses here.” He shakes his head and starts turning on the lights before moving to the computer. The screen springs to life, the display showing the same symbol that was on the back of his vest the other day.

“And if everyone jumped off a bridge, would you?” I arch an eyebrow at him. My body might be completely on edge being this close to him, and my mind might be freaking out thinking about all the memories of us, but my mouth has no problem poking the bear.

Ryder takes a few steps toward me, closing the distance between us until we are only a few inches apart. Having him this close makes my heart feel like a jackhammer. “Listen, as much as I like your smart mouth, you need to watch it around here. Respect is important, so while people are around you need to rein that shit in. When it’s just us, run that sexy mouth all you want.” He winks at me before walking past, his arm brushing mine and sending a heat through me.

“You can’t say shit like that to me, Ryder. We aren’t kids anymore. I’m here to do a job and that’s it.” I force my face to harden and wipe all emotion from it before turning toward him.

“Whatever you need to help you sleep at night, princess. Thing is, we might not be kids anymore, but I still know you better than you know yourself. I saw the way you looked at me the other day.” He steps close to me, his head bending down until his lips are close to my ear, the heat of his breath making my legs weak. “I know you feel this as much as I do. I just have to wait until it consumes you and you come begging.”

“Screw you.”

“All in good time.” He winks before walking out the door.

Alexis Noelle lives in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania with her husband, and three kids. On top a writing career, she is a full-time student and a full-time mom. She loves spending time with her kids, although she has to hide the computer from them when she is writing! She love being active and being outdoors, especially if it involves any kind of shopping.

She has always been passionate about writing. She loves to read romance books and feels like being able to lose yourself in a book is one of the more exciting aspects. The books she loves to read and write will be ones that make you feel for the characters. Ashley believes that you should have an opinion on every character in a book whether you love them, hate them, or think they are up to something.She also believes that the most important critic is your reader, so she loves to hear from the readers. She want her fans to be open & talk to her about what they want for the characters in the story, and what they would like to see happen.