Release Blitz – Heartless King by Maya Hughes





Title: Heartless King

Series: Kings of Rittenhouse #5

Author: Maya Hughes

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs

Release Date: April 23, 2020



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Two blue lines. That means not pregnant, right? Right? Oh, sh*t.

Five years ago, Colm Frost asked me to marry him and I ran. I ran from my painful past too raw and fresh to escape. He was the only one who looked at me like I wasn’t broken and made me believe it. He made me feel it.

Now, he’s the hot, angry, hockey player on the mend.

I’m the physiotherapist who’s supposed to get him back on his feet.

I don’t think our night together was what his doctor prescribed, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t dreamt of him every time I close my eyes. I woke up beside him with my body still singing from the way he fanned the flames of my desire, but I couldn’t stay.

His lips on my neck. His hands wrapped around my waist. His impressive…ahem, touch leaving me breathless.

One moment of wild inhibition and it’s come back to bite me in the butt. Kind of like he did that night.

But a baby? Our night was supposed to be a one time thing, closing a door on the future I couldn’t handle.

Will this new bump in the road be everything we needed to find our forever?

Heartless King is a standalone friends to enemies to lovers, accidental pregnancy romance that brings all the laugh out loud, angsty feels!





The way she bit her bottom lip while sitting in the back of the taxi sent my heart thundering against my ribs, trying to make a quick escape out the window. She was going through all those thoughts blinking like big caution signs on a dark night saying “No, don’t do this. It’s irresponsible. Here are twenty seven reasons this is a bad idea.” I didn’t want to be a bad idea or a mistake in her mind. She sure as hell wasn’t one in mine.

Tugging her toward me, nearly sitting on my lap, I sealed her parted lips mid-gasp with a kiss. Threading my fingers through her hair, I let my tongue dance along her lips, before delving inside.

The taxi driver cleared her throat. Only then did I remove my hand from under her skirt, tracing the edges of her panty line with the tips of my fingers.

I released my hold on her.

Now, her pink cheeked glances and slightly mussed hair were a hallmark to how far away I’d pushed those thoughts out of her mind. That along with her fingers intertwined with mine. Her pulse drumming against my palm.

She had no trouble putting her hands all over me during one of our sessions, but could still be shy about us exploring one another’s bodies. An exploration I wouldn’t be finished with until I’d committed each inch of her to memory and could discover which spots made her gasp, whimper and moan.

Her gaze kept darting to the tent in my pants.

”At this point, I’d think you’d be used to it.”

With a hasty cash tip to the driver, I hustled her out of the taxi.

We burst through the front door like a zombie hoard was following us through the streets.

With a mischievous grin over her shoulder, Imogen danced outside of my grasp.

Her laugh made me smile as she took off up the stairs, shedding clothes along the way. I gathered up each piece like the world’s most tempting breadcrumbs.

A heel, then another.

Her soft black wrap.

The perfectly formed cups of her light gray bra hung on the railing at the top of the stairs.

I stood silently, trying to find her. She was a stripping Houdini.

Her dress, the one that fit her perfectly, in a heap on the floor.

My blood thrummed in my veins, pounding harder with each step. I’d been inside her less than an hour ago and already I was ravenous for her touch.

And that’s when I remembered. The bright blue, lacy fabric in my pocket.

She was totally naked.











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Maya Hughes can often be found sneaking in another chapter while hiding in the bathroom from her kids! 🙂 I’m a romance writer who loves taking inspiration from everyday life, namely my husband and biggest fan. Inspiration also strikes when I hear a song, meet someone new or daydream while at soccer practice.

I’m the mom of three little ones, the wife to an amazing husband and also work full time. Some of my favorite things are cinnamon rolls, white wine, laughing until I can’t breathe and traveling with my family.










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Release Blitz – Can You Hear It by Casey Diam


Hello Lovelies! Today, I have the release day blitz for CAN YOU HEAR IT by Casey Diam! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!




Published: August 1, 2019

Publisher: NLM Romance Publishing

Genre(s): New Adult, Sports Romance





Those were the root of all evil. One of those became the root of mine the day I lost the love of my life. My best friend. My lover.
Everyone disregarded it, saying, “Let’s face it, Averie, you have the rest of your life ahead of you.” They were wrong. James Lawrence was my ever after . . . until Ashton.
If only he didn’t come bearing his own brand of evil.
A secret.
The reason he wanted me to stay away.
I should have listened, and he should have tried harder, but both of us failed. And if we hadn’t, if he had told me when we first met, would it have altered the moment I realized that I was falling for him?

The slight variation in the air. The hitch in my breath. The lightness in my chest.
Impossible to know; I’d already fallen.
I was already ruined.

***A standalone sports romance that takes place in senior year high school. Due to explicit content, this book is suitable for 17+ ***



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My lips pressed to hers. “You can touch me anywhere.” I kissed her again. “It’s whatever you want, Averie.”

I would be lying if I said I hadn’t been masturbating to images of her—every fucking day. Especially after talking to her on the phone at night. Her voice held this sexy rasp that sent all kinds of signals to my cock each time she spoke, and the wrong signals, too. It wasn’t the let’s-be-friends kind. It was the let-me-spread-your-legs-and-have-you-for-dessert kind, let-me-make-you-come-on-my-cock kind. And as we began to make out again, it remained in the back of my mind that I needed to tell her about my condition.

Kissing was okay.

Touching was okay.

But anything more than that, and I would have to tell her first. It wouldn’t be anything short of a betrayal if I didn’t. She wasn’t like the other three I’d slept with, she was more, I felt it every time I so much as looked at her.

Her hand moved over my zipper, and my cock lurched in my jeans, and as she began to caress me, a groan caught in my throat.

Fuck. Take my cock out if you want, I told her with my kiss. Whatever you want, Averie. Oh, fuck yes . . .

Her grip tightened around my dick as she continued to work it through the material, all I could think was how much I wanted to feel her bare hands on me.

With me on the brink of insanity, my lips crushed to hers, desperate with need.

After pressing myself into her hand, I rolled onto my back and flicked my belt from the loop, undoing it and my button in two seconds flat before yanking my zipper down. As her eyes shifted to my hand shoving at my jeans and then the tent pole situation in my boxers, I watched her.

Her fingers glided over my abs and under the waistband of my boxers, and inside to grip my cock.

Oh, fuck.

My head fell back, and a heavy breath passed my lips as my eyes closed.



Some years ago, Casey rediscovered her passion for writing and hasn’t stopped writing since. Her favorite genre is romance with edge which is why she writes sexy, funny, sweet, and emotional stories that are a little bit more in depth, but so much fun to read.



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