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Tuesday, May 4, 2021

Release Blitz: Sinful Illusions {Sinful Duet #1}



Title: Sinful Illusions
Series: Sinful Duet #1
Author: Morgan James
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: May 4, 2021


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Eva
Revenge.
It’s been the only thing driving me for the past six months since my sister was murdered—and he’s the one responsible. I want to break him the way he broke my family. To get what I want, I’ll need to get close to him and win his trust. Fox stirs a dark need inside me that I never knew existed, and my attraction to him is a distraction I can’t afford. I’ll give him my body… but he can never have my heart.

Fox
The first time I set eyes on Eva, I’m entranced. When the brazen young woman breaks into my home, I take it as a sign—she’s meant to be mine. She’s hell-bent on revenge, but the more I’m with her, the more I want to keep her.
I’m the devil… and she’s my fallen angel.

*Sinful Illusions is a dark romance and the first book in the hot new Sinful Duet. Book one ends on a cliffhanger and contains situations that may be uncomfortable for some readers.







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AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU





EXCERPT

I leaned close. “Men like me aren’t made for love, angel. We’re made for war—for blood and death. We take what we want and use it until there’s nothing left.”
“Please—”
“You’re not leaving, and that is final.”
Moisture glittered in her eyes. “Why? Why are you doing this?”
“Why do I want to keep you?” I smirked. “Because you intrigue me. Because you owe me for breaking in. Instead of turning you over to the authorities, I’ll exact my own punishment.”
Her tone turned bitter. “By using me for sex?”
I lifted one shoulder. “Whatever I deem fit.”
“I hate you—you—you—monster!”
“Oh, Eva.” I let out a little laugh. “You have no idea the things I’m capable of. You’d better get comfortable, because you’re not going anywhere.”
She glared at me but didn’t say a word. I released her and braced my hands on my legs as I started to stand. “Good. Now that that’s settled—”
Her arm whipped forward in a blur, and the metal glinted in the sunlight spilling through the window as she slashed the fork downward. I jerked backward, and a ripping sound filled the air as the tines punctured the fabric of my suit and sank into my flesh. More stunned than anything, I stared at the fork, then slowly lifted my gaze to hers. She stared at the fork protruding from my arm, her expression a mixture of surprise and horror, as if she couldn’t quite believe what she’d done. Luckily, with two layers of fabric, the wound didn’t feel too deep.
Wrapping my fist around the handle, I yanked it free and tossed it onto my plate as I stood, towering over her. She jerked backward, just out of reach, sliding off the bed as she did so. She tumbled to the floor and struggled to her feet before making a mad dash toward the door. But she wasn’t quite fast enough. I shot out with my arm and wrapped one hand around her throat, dragging her to me. She thrashed in my arms, and I pressed her against the wall, lifting her until her toes barely scraped the floor.
She grabbed at my wrist with both hands in a futile effort to get free, but I held fast. I leaned in, so close that our noses almost touched. “Pull something like that again, and I will spank your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.”
Heaving a deep breath, I set her down, keeping her pinned to the wall at her back. Anger and hatred ran rampant over her features, and I drank it in. The wound in my arm throbbed dully, and for almost a full minute we just stared at each other.
“You refuse to give up.” I shook my head a little as I stared down at her. “You know what that makes you?”
Victory flashed over her features for a brief moment. “A fighter.”
“Stupid.” She flinched at my harsh tone as the single word doused her bravado. “The sooner you figure out that you belong to me, the better off we’ll both be.”






COMING SOON


Releasing July 6

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AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU






AUTHOR BIO

Morgan James is the bestselling author of contemporary and romantic suspense novels. She spent most of her childhood with her nose buried in a book, and she loves all things romantic, dark, and dirty.

She met her own husband when he crashed a friend's wedding (Just kidding. Kind of...) and they've been together ever since. They currently live in Ohio with their two kids.

Here are a few fun facts: She can swear like a sailor. She loves to bake but hates to cook. She pulls inspiration for her stories from real life. Her husband is the absolute best, supplying her with infinite one-liners.


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