If you haven’t figured out by now, BANG, book 5 in the Hard Rock Harlots series, releases tomorrow. I’m ecstatic to share Jillian Frost’s story with the world.
STRINGS should be free on all Amazon retailers (links below). HUZZAH! If you haven’t had a chance to pick up this zany adventure filled with all sorts of sexual awakenings and … stirrings on an unspeakable scale, you cannot go wrong with FREE!
And if you fall in love with Letty and want to find out just how dirty Jinx is willing to get … BEATS is on sale for only 99 cents! (Sale begins at 11 am EST today)
And when you finish being thoroughly SHOCKED by the filth in BEATS, hold onto your strap-on because holy hell, Eve does things in NOCTURNES you do NOT want to Google! Find out what for only 99 cents! (Sale begins at 11 am EST today)
And just when you think these hawt, filthy rockers can’t possibly get any hotter or filthier, BIRTHDAY CLUB defies the laws of romance with a valiant middle finger in ROCK, which is also only 99 cents! (Sale begins at 11 am EST today)
STRINGS is FREE and BEATS, NOCTURNES, and ROCK are $0.99 on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk today through October 18. Please double-check the prices before you one-click. Though I’ve pre-scheduled the price changes, sometimes Amazon is slow to implement them. (Edited to add: Like today. I’ve contacted KDP support, and they tell me that BEATS, NOCTURNES, and ROCK $0.99 sales should go live around 11 am EST today. Sorry for the wait!)
If you take a chance on these books, let me know what you think, okay? Be sure to read the warnings and heed them. They sound silly, but they’re legit! If you’re not sure if you can handle the smut (I turn that shit up to ELEVEN, motherfuckers!), grab the free sample from Amazon before you buy.
OOOOH! And did you SEE? I also have a new Hard Rock Harlots B-Side (Track 3): “Wrecking Ball Rax,” which is ONLY available to my HRH newsletter subscribers. Sign up and get your FREE short story NOW! Check out this blurb:
Rax Wrathbone has an image problem, and he doesn’t give two fucks about it. Let the world think what it will. Rax is gonna do what Rax does best: feed (his alcohol addiction), fight (anything and everything in his way), and fuck (groupies, girlfriends, and occasionally his best friend Toombs).
When his “girlfriend” dubs him a wrecking ball that ruins everything he touches and promptly ditches him over rights to a song they both claim to own, Rax takes his frustrations out on Toombs, his bandmate and favorite punching bag. But in a drunken swirl of forbidden public sex, Rax learns that punching bags have a way of hitting back—especially when your head is turned and that son of a bitch clocks you in the face on the rebound.
☑ Alcohol addiction: FED
☑ Battle for stolen song: FOUGHT
☑ Submissive bandmate: FUCKED
☑ Emotional distance from said bandmate: Also FUCKED