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Tuesday, April 8, 2025

Release Blitz: Pack Rage by Merri Bright

Title: Pack Rage

Series: The Splintered Bond #4

Author: Merri Bright

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Tropes: Why Choose/Reverse Harem, Wolf Shifters

Soulmates/Fated Mates, Morally Grey MMC

Release Date: April 8, 2025

BLURB

I’m on the run again.

My mates are gone, the packs are fractured, and our world teeters on the edge of ruin. If the corrupt Eastern leaders keep their stranglehold on the Council, there’ll be nothing left worth fighting for.

I know what I have to do: run. This time, though, I’m running straight into the heart of danger. And I’m not alone.

But our allies and our bonds may not be enough when we discover the secrets that have festered in the heart of one final pack.

The battle will take the lives of shifters on both sides. When the ones left standing turn to me, the pack reject, I have to choose to punish the evil, or save the innocent.

Is it time to rage, or to rule?

Pack Rage is the final book in The Splintered Bond, a medium-dark paranormal wolf shifter slow build, slow burn, why choose series from Amazon top 50 author Merri Bright.

Content warnings are at www.merribright.com

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Merri Bright writes stories filled with magic, since those are the books she loves to read. She spends her days dreaming about naughty angels, misunderstood demons, sexy shifters, growly Alpha males, and frequently refuses to limit her heroines to just one love interest. Please join Merri’s Mischief Makers on Facebook where you’ll discover random giveaways, sneak peeks of new novels, book recommendations, and silly/sexy/funny stuff.

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Thursday, April 3, 2025

New Releases: April Week 1

Here are this week's New Releases for April 6-12:

Releases April 7:

1. Hope With Me by Campbell Linden

2. Unveiled by Jane Henry

3. The High Priestess by Michelle Heard

Releases April 8:

1. Can We Try? by Kaylee Ryan

2. Matt by Quinn Marlowe

3. Pack Rage by Merri Bright

4. Savage Prince by Sienna Cross

5. Easton by S.R. Grey

6. Always Salty by Lani Lynn Vale

7. My Dark Fairy Take by Giana Darling

Releases April 9:

1. On Guard by Kels & Diane Stone

Releases April 10:

1. If You're Ready by Estie Enders

2. Empty Net by Teagan Hunter

3. The Way We Collide by Tia Louise

4. Camael by Brenda Trim

5. The Rescuer by G.K. Brady

6. Teasing by Bella Matthews

Releases April 11:

1. I Summon the Sea by Mona Archer

2. Seven by L. Wilder

Wednesday, June 26, 2024

Release Blitz: Pack Reject by Merri Bright

Title: Pack Reject

Series: The Splintered Bond #1

Author: Merri Bright

Genre: Paranormal Wolf Shifter Romance

Tropes: Reverse Harem/Soulmates

Touch Her and Die

Release Date: June 26, 2024

BLURB

I’m the pack reject. The prey.

For years, I've kept myself safe from my small pack's males, hiding in sewers and sleeping in trees to keep their teeth out of my neck. They don’t really want me, just the power and prestige that comes with winning the Hunt. I only want to survive.

In three days, at the Enforcer Games, I'll have one chance to escape. But when the Games begin, and the most powerful shifters in the world arrive at my packlands and scent me, a new Hunt begins.

They’re the princes of our world. And they're willing to break the rules to get me.

Pack Reject is the first book in a new reverse harem paranormal wolf shifter series from Amazon Top 50 and Vella bestselling author Merri Bright. Fated mates who are driven to reject each other, powerful enemies in unlikely places, and a fierce heroine who will change the world...if she can survive the Hunt.

This is a slow burn, medium-dark romance with a cliffhanger, fated/rejected mates, possessive MMCs, a morally gray, unhinged MMC, and a badass/traumatized FMC. Please read the content advisories in the Author's Note.

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Thursday, April 13, 2023

Release Blitz: Sunshine's Grump by Merri Bright

Title: Sunshine's Grump

Series: The Billionaire's Betasitter #1

Author: Merri Bright

Genre: Contemporary Omegaverse Romantic Comedy

Tropes: Billionaire Boss/Age Gap Romance

Release Date: April 13, 2023

BLURB

They’ve got a knotty, yacht-y problem.

Sunshine

He’s the most notorious grump in the world. An irresistibly sexy billionaire. And my new boss.

But I’m only on his megayacht for the money. If I can make it through the week, I’ll have enough to keep my slightly illegal betasitting business afloat, convince my parents I have what it takes to be the captain of my fate, and sail off into the sunrise.

It’ll be fine, as long as I don't fall off the yacht.

Or fall on Grumpy’s one-eyed pocket pirate.

Or fall in love.

Grumpy

She’s not a beta. She’s not a sitter. And she sure as hell can’t be my true mate, because the ray of sunshine taking care of my niece is everything I don’t need.

A gorgeous gold digger, eighteen years younger than me, and so sweet she makes my teeth ache to claim her as mine.

For the week at least. Or maybe forever.

It’ll be fine, I’ll just keep her at a distance. How hard could I be?

I mean, how hard could it be?

Sunshine’s Grump is an age gap, omegaverse, billionaire Rom-Com with a happy ever after.

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EXCERPT

“Miss, are you here for the wedding?”

A man stepped out of the small boat, dressed in a crisp white maritime uniform.

The wedding. The NDA had said this was a wedding gig. But this couldn’t be the place. Not by the water. The ocean. The most dangerous place in the world for a person like me.

I’d rather be in the dentist’s chair.

I’d rather be slurping warm oysters by the bucketful.

I’d rather be marrying a man who smelled like the runniest blue cheese in the world, stuffed inside the dirtiest old socks.

“No, not me! No boats for me, thanks!” I chirped, walking backward while I fished in my purse for my phone. I’d sent off my contracts, but hadn’t received any details other than the address, length, and event type. I’d assumed the job was in a mansion near the waterfront. If I’d known it was a boat, I would never have taken it, no matter how much it paid.

The sailor called out again, “Miss? Can I at least help you with your case?”

I waved him off again, pulling my suitcase backward like a demented crab. “All a terrible misunderstanding!” I replied, starting to turn. But my heel caught on something, and I slipped. My knee buckled as I began to fall.

My suitcase tipped over with a thump, but I never hit the ground.

Something warm, hard, and smelling like warm chocolate and coffee, pressed against my back. I peered down at my waist.

Massive, firm hands wrapped around me, the skin slightly darker than tan. No rings, but a sprinkling of dark hairs and—holy hell, I’d never seen fingers that looked like they worked out. But if I squinted I could actually see… definition.

“Finger muscles?” I murmured, touching one of them. “Who has finger muscles?”

“Finger what? Who the hell are you?” The deep, alpha voice had every single one of the hairs on my entire body standing on end.

I sucked in a breath to answer, got a lungful of that rich, decadent scent, and the words I meant to say came out as a moan. The man actually growled.

“Are you on drugs?”

Holy crud, I was acting like I was in heat! I shook my head and pulled away from the addictive warmth of the arms that held me, and turned to face my rescuer. “I’m so sorry, Mr.…” I began, before I saw him.

I tried to speak, but my lips were no longer listening to my brain. No, the only parts of my body that were answering any sort of call to action were my ovaries. I pressed one hand against my abdomen as a thrumming pulse below my waist began to beat out the ancient, doubled drumbeat that chanted: Al-pha. Al-pha. Al-pha.