Day: August 8, 2019

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Broken Promises by I.A. Dice is LIVE! Check out my review and grab your copy today!

Heather

Julij’s words echoed in my head, their meaning stripping me of all senses. For the second time in my life, I felt powerless. ⠀ I opened my mouth to speak, but words were stuck somewhere deep in my throat. My hand traveled up, and I squeezed the nape of my neck, digging my fingers hard into the skin. ⠀ Instead of forcing my vocal cords to work, I tried to deliver enough air into my lungs to remain focused. Layla in danger was the only thing that could get me from calm to all-out petrified in a matter of seconds. ⠀ The worst kind of fear swept over my entire system, weakening me, robbing my mind of the ability to think straight, pushing me to act without gathering all the information. ⠀ I could’ve easily crumbled under the weight of my own protectiveness. It was crushing, primal, uncontainable. The muscles on my shoulders turned to stone, and I felt physical pain, knowing she was out of my reach, and I couldn’t protect her.⠀

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Cruel Prince, Royal Hearts Academy by Ashley Jade: Chapter Reveal

Heather

“Come on, beautiful,” he groans. “Quit teasing me and sit on it.” I’m positive I must have a contact high because that’s the only way to explain why the actual fuck my step-cousin is summoning me to sit on his penis. “Gross. What is wrong with you?” Shielding my vision with my hands, I proceed to back away. Unfortunately, I knock into the coffee table so hard I see stars. “Dammit,” I yelp, gripping my throbbing calf. “You’re not Hayley.” Talk about stating the obvious. “No shit, Sherlock.” I make the huge mistake of looking up. “Oh, my God, dude. Can you please put your wiener away?” “Sure thing,” the pervert says, rising from the couch. “As soon as you tell me who the hell you are and why you’re in my house.” He has got to be kidding me. “Seriously?” I point to myself. “I’m Dylan.” He tilts his head to the side, like he’s having trouble understanding why my name would have any significance to him. “Your cousin,” I grit through my teeth and he blanches. Eureka.