Monday, 13 June 2016

The Brit Babes: Marissa Farrar

The Brit Babes: Marissa Farrar: My name is Marissa Farrar (a.k.a. M.K. Elliott) and I am the newest member of the Brit Babes! I am also the author of more than twent...

Thursday, 19 May 2016

Cover Reveal! No Second Chances - A Stand Alone, Contemporary Romance Novel!



I'm super excited to be showing off the cover for my brand new book, 'No Second Chances' which will be out on the 26th of July! I'm absolutely loving writing it at the moment - the words are flowing, and my sweet, sexy, damaged characters, Gabi and Cole, are essentially writing the book themselves. This is an author's happy place, where it feels like the story already exists and the characters are just using me as a conduit to tell it. 

Anyway, take a look at the fabulous cover, done by Karri, at Art by Karri. I love it, and I hope you do, too!


Here's the blurb:

Gabi...

When I was seventeen years old, I was told to stay away from Cole Devonport. Kids like him only ever meant trouble. I should have listened, but I didn’t, and surprise, surprise, I was the one who got hurt. But escaping Cole didn’t mean the end of my pain. Life has a way of screwing me over, and after joining the Army as a way of forgetting him, I suffered a loss I’ll never recover from.
So now here I am, back in the town I ran away from, with my alcoholic father apparently looking after me.
The last thing I need is Cole showing up on my doorstep because nothing has changed—with his prison tattoos and don’t-screw-with-me edge, Cole Devonport still means trouble...

Cole...

I let everyone down all those years ago. I made mistakes and I’m not proud of them, but I’ve done my time and now I just want to keep my head down and get on with my life. I thought I was doing exactly that until I heard Gabriella Weston was back in town.
Despite what she thought, I was always in love with her. She might hate me, but whether she knows it or not, she also needs me.
I want to make it up to her, but with my past still trying to pull me down, perhaps it would be best if I just stayed the hell away like she keeps telling me to. Problem is, I can’t seem to resist her, and I’m the type of guy who always gets what he wants...

‘No Second Chances’ is a stand-alone, second chance, contemporary romance. It is a full length novel with no cliff-hanger!


The book is already up for pre-order at the following places!






May has been a busy month, to say the least! The third book in my 'Monster' trilogy is currently up for pre-order, and will be released on the 30th, which I'm really excited about. I hope you all love the final instalment of the trilogy!

Tuesday, 17 May 2016

FREE! Twisted Dreams!

My new adult, paranormal novel is free on Amazon for the next couple of days (17th - 19th May), so grab it while you can. The book is a spin off of my Serenity series, featuring a certain girl from the book, all grown up and off to college!



Here's a bit about the book:

Born of a vampire father to a human mother, Elizabeth Bandores' life was never going to be normal, so she can't imagine why she thinks starting college will be any different.

Having grown up in the affluent Hollywood Hills of Los Angeles and desperate to escape, she decides on the small college town of Sage Springs. With dreams of being a writer, she joins the college newspaper and is introduced to blond, confident Flynn Matthews, Sage Springs' rising swim star.

But a carnival has set up in the small town, and the boy running the Waltzer catches her eye. Dark-haired, leather-jacketed Riley is rude, with an air of danger. Elizabeth can't help but notice him. And when an accident thrusts them together, she discovers he's noticed her, too.

Sage Springs isn't the quiet little town Elizabeth had hoped for. The forests bordering the town harbour a dark secret--one some of the residents have been trying to protect, and the leaders of the carnival have set in their sights...

Excerpt:

I yanked myself out of his grip, tears blurring my vision. It was happening again, the thing I’d tried so hard to deny to myself.
The person people saw on the outside wasn’t the same as the person who lurked within the slightly scruffy, try-too-hard exterior. I had darkness inside me. Writhing, coiling, scary darkness. I had been fighting it my whole life, but recently the darkness felt so much closer to the surface. My jaw ached, my throat running so dry I could barely swallow.
No, no, no, no. I closed my eyes, trying to focus in on my reaction, trying to will it away. I wanted to tell the boy standing in front of me to run, to get away, but the words wouldn’t come out of my mouth.
Movement and a yell, not one caused by me, made my eyes ping open, the driving darkness at my soul retreating at the distraction.
“Leave her alone!”
Flynn stood between me and the new guy, his broad shoulders completely blocking my view of the dark hair and brooding eyes.
“You don’t frighten me, jock-boy,” the carny said. “And I was only talking to the girl.”
“I don’t want you even looking at her, never mind talking to her. Your kind is dangerous.”
“Ay, don’t I know it? Maybe you should think about that next time you take one of my kind on.”
I moved around the side in time to see the dark haired boy start to push up the sleeves of his leather jacket.
“Hey! Quit it, both of you! I don’t even know what you’re fighting about.”
Flynn looked to me. “He was bothering you, Beth.”
“So what if he was?” I said, suddenly angered for a different reason. “Since when has it been your business to protect me? We barely know each other!”
“Exactly. This is none of your business,” the carny guy said, picking up on my words.
I turned to him. “And I told you to leave me the hell alone. You don’t want to get on my bad side, or being confronted by a six foot something jock will be the least of your worries.”
“Ouch. You’re a spiky one.”
I could see him repressing a smirk, which only served to make me angrier. The aching in my jaw increased, my throat tightening. Both men were watching me, Flynn with a confused, hurt expression on his face, the carny guy with an amused smirk. I didn’t even know his name, I realized.
I don’t want to know his name, I tried to convince myself. But I did. Even with an annoying smirk that I wanted to slap off his striking face, I longed to know his name with every fiber of my soul.
But right now, the darkness was creeping over me. I was seeing red, literally. The veins on both of the men’s throats, the spreading network across their inner wrists, all shone like a beacon to me. Threads of glowing red rivers of blood.
“Just leave me alone!” I finished, needing to get away from them both.

I turned and started to run, leaving the sounds and smells of the carnival behind me.



You can download Twisted Dreams for free from Amazon

Wednesday, 6 April 2016

Wolf Pack Run! #99cent #deals and #giftcard #giveaway!

Wolf Pack Run! 99 cent Sales and Gift Cards!
Hi!

The Wolf Pack authors have put together a whole heap of new 99 cent shifter deals, which are valid for the next couple of days only, together with a special giveaway which is at the bottom of this newsletter!

This is the first Wolf Pack run I've been involved with, so I'm really excited to be working with this amazing group of authors. The organisation which goes into putting something like this together is extraordinary, so I hope you'll have a scroll through and see if there are any books which catch your eye!

Please check prices before purchasing as they can be subject to change!
Reduced from $3.99 to only $0.99! An army of shifters take on Chicago's military in a fight for freedom in 'Autumn's War', book four in the Spirit Shifters series. 
His wolf is too wild to be tamed, but she has nothing left to lose
11 wickedly delicious paranormal romances and mysteries: escape into the paranormal with this wide variety of tantilizing tales of the supernatural.

Shiftr: Swipe Left for Love (Timo)

Some mistakes can literally come back to bite you.

"Paranormal elements and shifters abound in this tragedy turned love story."

The arrogant alpha and the innocent bride:
a dash of space opera and plenty of steamy paranormal romance 

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Enter the World of the Dragon Guard…Forever be Changed.

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Enter the World of the Dragon Guard…Forever be Changed.

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When a bad boy werewolf gets out of prison, only a good girl can save him.

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One mistake may just ruin it all

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Can Harper accept the bad boy…fur, claws, fangs, and all?

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Can Braxton find the real killer before the Werewolf Assasins find him?

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Emmaline gets the surprise of her life when she finds out fated mates do exist

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Getting her on board may not be the hard part, but keeping her around would be.

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These women won't run from a fight...or true love.

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He's back to claim his mate...

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He thinks she's his mate; she thinks he's batshit crazy.
The Dragons have been Unleased!

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Only her strength can save the Alpha
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Can a cougar really make a future with a wolf?

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Going from pack zero to pack hero can be a real killer.

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Between the thin line of love and hate you sometimes find what you desire most

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Don't forget to enter the giveaway!

Win a $100 or $50 gift card!

CLICK HERE!


Thanks for reading, and good luck!

Marissa. XXX


Marissa Farrar
Sincerely,
Marissa Farrar
marissafarrar@hotmail.co.uk

Friday, 18 March 2016

Cover Reveal! Unwritten Rule by M.A. Stacy.


Fun and feisty Elle is an independent woman with a successful business, ready for her new start in the big city. The bustling streets of New York are not quite what she expected, yet finds the freedom exhilarating. One interaction at the mailboxes with her shy, handsome neighbor is all it takes to turn the strong-willed woman into a bumbling mess.

Jonah Quinn is withdrawn for good reason; he harbors a dark secret. He lives his life in the shadows, playing his music in late night bars and hiding himself from everyone. Except Elle’s cat. His tattoos bear if pain, while music is his outlet.

His silence keeps his shame at bay.

Can one night of passion between the two of them lead to more than casual glances exchanged at the mailboxes? Will Elle be strong enough to help Jonah with his personal demons. And will Jonah break his silence regarding the past which haunts him?

The rules for this relationship are unwritten.


A future needs to be forged.

About the Author

M. A. Stacie is never without a book or her eReader. A voracious reader, with a love of sexy, yet angst ridden novels, she loves getting lost in new worlds. Her need to write did not grip her until after her second son was born, when her previous rambles became fully fledged stories.

She describes herself as one huge contradiction, and though not the most conventional of hobbies, she counts getting new tattoos as one of hers. Along with running, knitting, and listening to loud music. However, she is yet to work out how to do them all at the same time.

M. A. Stacie lives in the UK with her husband and three sons.





Website: www.mastaciewrites.wordpress.com
Twitter: @MAStacie
Facebook: www.facebook.com/MAStacie
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/MAStacie

Monday, 29 February 2016

#Shifters on Fire, #99cent #BBW Boxed Set!


Shifters are passionate at the best of times, but at their most intense… Let’s just say you might not need the extra blankets when you read these stories. 

11 new BBW shifter stories featuring USA Today and New York Times best-selling authors! 

Spend a night (or several) with your wildest and hottest dreams, played out in these steamy stories about big, beautiful women and the shifters who need them. This menagerie of lions, tigers, bears, wolves, and more is busting at the seams! 

Featuring 
Marian Tee — The Alpha’s Courtship 
Lynn Red — Can’t Quit Lion 
Marissa Farrar — Wolf Snatched 
Kate Richards — Evening at Animal’s 
Dominique Eastwick — Bear With Me 
Ever Coming — Breathless For Her Bear 
Lila Felix — Alpha Mine 
Dara Fraser — Lion to Herself 
Becca Vincenza — Alpha Protecting 
Lisbeth Frost — Encounter in the Jungle 
Skye Jones — Bear With a Sore Head

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Keep reading for a super-hot except from my novella, Wolf Snatched!

Damn, this girl was frustrating.
Cole Fraser shoved her back down onto the chair and grabbed the first loop of rope. Not planning on making the same mistake again, he moved behind her and pulled her wrists together. She hissed air in over her teeth, but she didn’t call him any more names—not for the moment anyway.
His nose throbbed from where she’d kneed him, but he ignored the pain. He liked that she was fighting back and hadn’t given in to him. He’d been able to tell from her scent that she was a feisty one, and so far everything she’d done had confirmed as much.
But he needed to prove things to her. He needed to convince her he was the one man she needed in her life, that he could give her everything she’d ever need, and she should turn her back on her pack and go with him. Cole only knew one way of doing that and to do so he needed to take her back to her basest state, to make her forget the role she’d been given in life. She shouldn’t be some bottom of the rung pack member. A woman as vivacious and beautiful as she was should be ruling the pack. She should be their queen.
He needed to open up her mind, and her body, to a different way of life. If he didn’t break her down, she’d get right back up and run back to that pack of hers. He couldn’t allow that to happen.
Securing the rope around her wrists, he pulled the knots tight.
Unable to help himself, he leaned in and pressed his nose to the soft, blonde waves of her hair. God, that scent. It did something to him he couldn’t explain. He’d never experienced this before—that absolute certainty he had to have this woman. He had to have her as his own, or he’d never mate with anyone. Her luscious curves didn’t help matters. The way the thin cotton dress clung to her breasts, hips and backside made him hard, and having her struggling beneath him had practically made him come in his jeans.
But he wouldn’t do that to her. He wanted her to want him. He wanted her to beg him to touch her, to understand he was all she would ever need.
Moving around to the front of her, but keeping his face and body at a safe distance, he picked up the second length of rope. She glowered at him with those beautiful brown eyes, her full mouth pinched, her nostrils flared. He ignored the dirty glares and grabbed her ankle and held it against the leg of the chair. Quickly, he looped the rope around and tied a knot, and then pulled the rope over to her left leg and tied that to the other leg of the chair. The chair was solid and heavy, and there was no way she’d be able to run with her legs tied to it, plus she’d no longer be able to knee him in the face if the desire took hold.
The stance spread her legs apart and he noticed her press her knees together in order to hide her underwear from him. The movement caused her cheeks to flare with color and the angry expression melted from her face to one of embarrassment. She pressed her lips together and glanced away.
He remained on one knee. “You shouldn’t ever feel self-conscious about what makes you a woman.”
“What?”
“You’re closing yourself off from me. You shouldn’t feel you have to do that.”
“You’re crazy. I’m not just going to spread my legs for you.”
The idea of her doing just that, lying wanton and delicious on her back, those thick thighs spread wide so he could see right into the very center of what made her a woman filled his mind and he felt himself start to get hard again.
 He forced the thought from his mind. “I don’t want you to be frightened of me.”
Her head snapped back to center and her dark eyes focused on him again. It was such an intriguing combination—the golden blonde hair with the fierce dark eyes.
“You kidnapped me, threw me in a trunk, and now you’ve tied me to a chair. What else am I supposed to be?”
“I knew you wouldn’t come with me voluntarily.”
“Too damn right, I wouldn’t! I’m hardly going to choose to go off with some woman snatching rapist.”
He jolted back at her words. “I’m not a rapist, Alyssa.”
Her eyes widened. “How do you know my name?”
He thought quickly. “I checked your purse after I’d thrown you in the trunk. Your license was in there.”
“If you’re not a rapist, what do you want with me?”
“I want to get to know you.”
“Most guys would ask a girl out on a date.”
He felt his smile widen. “I thought you’d figured out by now that I’m not most guys.”
“No, you’re not. Most guys I know are decent.”
He narrowed his eyes at her and she shrank slightly in the chair. “Is that right, Alyssa? Most guys you know are decent?”
“Well… I…” She stumbled over her words. “They don’t go around kidnapping girls, I know that much!”
“Is that the worse thing I can do to you? Stop you from going back to your life with the pack.”
“You’ve frightened me,” she said, a blush in her cheeks rising high, giving her an innocent appearance. “You’re frightening me, still.”
“What if I stop? What if I make you feel good instead?”
Her whole body went rigid, her eyes widening. “What do you mean?”
“Are you a virgin, Alyssa?”
“That’s none of your god-dammed business,” she snapped.
“You haven’t found your mate yet,” he said, ignoring her comment. Perhaps she’d screwed around with guys who weren’t wolves—God knows, he’d fucked enough human women in his life, but he’d never taken the binding step of finding another wolf-shifter to mate with. Maybe she had, but he got the impression she was far too well-behaved to leave her pack and head into town to find some regular guys to screw around with. His guess of virgin was most-likely the correct one.
“You know we mate for life,” he continued, “even if some wolves decide to take other mates, they never leave the ones they had at the beginning. The fact you didn’t mention anyone when I talked about the men in your pack means you haven’t been mated yet. Besides,” he moved closer to her and reached out to run the backs of his fingers along the fine line of her jaw. “I’d be able to scent it about you if you had. No wolf has claimed you yet.”
“Is that why you took me?” she said, her voice a whisper. “You plan to mate me?”

He bent down and placed his face beside hers to speak low in her ear. “No, I plan for you to mate me.”

(All rights reserved, Marissa Farrar 2016)