Release Blitz for : Beauty of a Monster by Eleanor Lloyd Jones and Katie Fox

Title: Beauty of A Monster: Seduction (Beauty of A Monster Duet, #1)

Authors: Eleanor Lloyd-Jones & Katie Fox
Release Date: May 2^nd 2017

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A house filled with well-kept secrets.

A delicate balance of order and control.

A story of a life ripped apart by grief and blame…

... and the whirlwind of color and optimism who turns his existence upside down…

... with the strength of her love.

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Beauty of A Monster: Seduction (Beauty of A Monster Duet, #1)

Text Copyright © 2017 Eleanor Llyod-Jones & Katie Fox

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Will’s words flew through the air as fast as the snowball had soared, and the second Joey recognized the serious tone that accompanied them, she froze, panic in her eyes as she realized Will was between her and the safety of the house. Her only other option was to run off into the darkness of the grounds, and there was no chance of that happening. A split second decision had her hauling arse towards the corner of the building, hoping to God she could get past him fast enough.

The moment she set off running, Will stepped to the side and reached out his arm in an attempt to grab her, but she was too fast. Her nimble frame dodged and twisted to the side leaving his fingers grasping at nothing but thin air. Annoyance had him turning around, his arms lifting into the air and his hands clasping on top of his head, his eyes closing.

Only a moment slipped by, though, before his stubbornness took a hold of him and he in turn set off running, watching as her tiny body disappeared around the corner, an extreme feeling of Deja vu filling his mind.

Why was he always chasing her?

A strange rush of adrenaline surged through him as his wide strides found him at the door only a second or two behind her, and the jingle of female laughter, laced with playful fear, wafted through the gap and into the winter air sending a tingle of undefined lust down his spine.

Goddamn her.

Eleanor Lloyd-Jones 

Raised in a little village in North Wales, a fierce love of books and reading was instilled in me by my parents from a very early age, and I have vivid memories of reading secretly under the blankets with a torch for hours after lights out, often getting caught! I was blown away by The Borribles Trilogy - Michael De Larrabeiti at nine years old, and it was then that I fell head over heels with the idea of imaginary worlds. 

A persistent and professional daydreamer, something I still pride myself on being, I spent most of my early childhood inside my own head making up stories or scenarios, climbing trees, building dens or doing anything 'arts and crafts'.