USA Today bestselling author Liv Morris reveals the cover and an excerpt from her latest romance novel Marry, Screw, Kill, out on April 25. Order your copy today!
Summer is right around the corner, which means gorgeous, warm weather and (hopefully) some vacation time! My summer break is so close I can taste it and, like many of you, enjoying good books will definitely be on the agenda. And as far as I’m concerned, the hotter, the more deliciously sexy, the better! With that in mind, I have a recommendation for you that will surely bring the heat.
USA Today bestselling author Liv Morris has a new, standalone erotic romance that you won’t want to miss! I’ve loved Liv for years now. I can always count on her for a compelling story laced with some dark drama, but guaranteed to swoon my heart and curl my toes. And judging from the cover and summary, Marry, Screw, Kill is a novel that will achieve all these things!
There are two men in my life. I’m marrying one, want to screw the brains out of another, and by the time this story is over you may want to kill someone.
The choices are still pending…
(A NO CHEATING standalone you need to read sitting down.)
Mercy… I’m a little nervous, but that’s not a bad thing. The “no cheating” assurance also helps, right?
Thanks to Liv, we have TWO excerpts from MSK to share too:
“When drowning, one grabs the first lifeline thrown without regard to who holds the rope.”
James silences his blaring alarm clock in the early morning darkness of our bedroom. He falls back on the bed with a sigh as I face the wall, feigning sleep. Not moving a muscle, I wait for what comes next. He’ll either get out of bed or climb on top of me. When I sense a slight movement from his side of the bed, I hold my breath.
“Come here, Harlow.”
His hand curls around my waist and he rolls my body over to face him. Morning sex it is. He pushes away the tangled bed hair covering my eyes as I blink the sleep from them.
“There’s my beautiful girl.”
He kisses my forehead with a soft brush of his lips.
“Morning,” I reply in a sleepy, hoarse voice.
He pulls down the twisted covers and exposes our naked bodies. His gaze travels over me, lingering on his favorite spots—ones he knows very well.
“What a sight to wake up to.”
He hovers above my body and looks down at me with hooded eyes.
“My day is always better when I start it inside you. Now, spread those long legs so I can fuck you.”
I part my legs and my day begins…
“Harlow, Harlow,” he murmurs in reverence, as if my previous profession of love has brought him to his knees.
He takes my hand and brings it to his lips. His gentle kisses make me drift to a memory from a couple hours ago when Sin’s lips brushed over my knuckles. I felt everything then. My senses hummed. Now, I feel nothing. I try to ease my hand from his, but his grip holds me in place.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you say these words?” He places another kiss on my hand. “I forgive you for tonight.”
I do need his forgiveness, because his lips aren’t the ones I want on me. The ones I want belong to the man driving the car behind us. The fact that he’s James’ nephew makes me feel even more ashamed. What is wrong with me?
“You say you love me, but I need you to show me your love. Erase what I saw.” He releases my hand and I can guess what he wants: sex. It’s how he communicates.
“Unzip your dress and remove your bra,” he instructs, his voice rough.
I don’t want to upset him more, so I work myself out of my dress and bra. The air conditioning blows across my bare breasts and my nipples harden. I’m tempted to cover them with my hands, but he wouldn’t approve, so they stay at my sides.
Eyeing my exposed body, he licks his lips, pleased with what he sees. He reaches over to touch the side of my breast, cupping it with his hand. His thumb finds my nipple and strokes over it, pinching it hard. I inhale a sharp breath at the assaulting sensation.
“You’re utter perfection. Feel how hard you make me.” His fingers leave my breast and grip my hand. Placing my hand over his bulging erection and curling my fingers around him, I close my eyes.
“Now, unzip my pants and put me in your hot mouth.”
Do you see what I mean? My tummy is already fluttering from how steamy MSK is, but you can tell that all is not well with Harlow. Why does she believe she’s drowning? And James might be her sexy lifeline, but is she holding on purely out of desperation? So many questions and I can’t wait to read!
Marry, Screw, Kill is out on Monday, April 25 and you won’t want to miss it! Add MSK to your TBR list and order your copy today.
USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the rock known as St. Croix, USVI with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she’s planted, Liv brings her moving and life experience to her writing.