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Hollywood Actress by @L_GrubbAuthor1 | Book Tour and $25 Amazon GC / Paperback #Giveaway | #ContemporaryRomance

Hollywood Actress by L. Grubb  is on virtual book tour. The contemporary romance stops at Readeropolis with an excerpt. Be sure ...




Hollywood Actress by L. Grubb is on virtual book tour.

The contemporary romance stops at Readeropolis with an excerpt.

Be sure to enter for a chance to win the giveaway for a $25 Amazon GC, a paperback of choice + swag, or ebook of choice (1 winner each) and follow the Silver Dagger book tour (for other dates see the link at the bottom of the post).


Hollywood Actress
Hollywood Royalty Book 1
by L. Grubb
Genre: Contemporary Romance 


Acting is my life but cocaine is my salvation.



My name is Mya Fritz and I’m Hollywood Royalty, Oscar winner, best actress of 2018. But I’m a fucking wreck, though on the outside I act like I own the world.

I’ve not always been this way, I swear it. But after a relationship to another Hollywood big wig, I’ve been left reeling. He has power over me that no one else has. He has something that could ruin everything I’ve worked my ass off for. And I have no doubt that Finn Thimble will fucking annihilate me. There’s nothing I can do to stop him getting revenge if I ever talk about what he put me through. This secret that only we know about, a secret so big that my fucking family would be ashamed of me over, is the one reason I turned to drugs. Drugs help me breathe, they help me focus. Hell, they fucking do everything to stop me from ending my own miserable existence. I know I should be grateful for what I have, and I am, but it’s hard to stay at the top when an epic thunder cloud looms over your head.

I have no one in my corner and that’s because no one knows. And it needs to stay that way. Especially as my growing feelings for Hollywood Actor Levi Jameson is on the line. I promised I’d never involve myself with another actor, but here I am again, falling for someone I shouldn’t. Levi is the opposite of Finn; gentle, kind and fucking delicious. I mean, have you seen his dimples? Swoon.
But our budding friendship is built on lies. I know this; he doesn’t. He doesn’t know the real reason I’m pulling back from him. And if I tell him? Finn will know, he’ll then make sure the world knows our dirty secret.

Can I move forward and be happy? Could I ever have a relationship with someone as prominent and handsome as Levi Jameson; the Hollywood heart throb? Time will tell but fuck, this isn’t going to be pretty.

All I can do is hope and pray. Hope that cocaine keeps me from talking. Hope that If the truth ever comes out that I can pick myself up and carry on… with or without Levi. Wish me fucking luck.



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Hollywood Bestie
Hollywood Royalty Book 2


A messy divorce. An unexpected crush and a Hollywood actress as a best friend. My life is drama with a capital D.



I’ve been with one man since the age of fifteen, a man I loved so much that my mind was blinded to his laziness and controlling nature. Spending your entire adulthood with one man, dating will be awkward. But with a messy divorce ahead of me, I’m not looking for love. I’m looking for nothing more than how to process life without my husband. Finding him between a much younger woman’s legs ripped my heart to shreds, my trust in men has been shattered. Not only that, but I’m awkward as fuck. 

Mya has opened doors for me in my career; I’ve gone from stylist to fashionista for celebrities in a matter of months. My whole world has been turned on its axis and as I establish a name for myself in Hollywood, I’m avoiding my soon-to-be-ex-husband like he’s the plague. It’s not unheard of for an ex to stalk you, but I never thought it would happen to me. How could I think of dating other men when Evan is always over my shoulder, gripping me with an unknown fear.

I’m taking from Evan everything that he owns; money, house, cars… everything. He deserves to have nothing in his life. Nothing. And I will win this fucking battle, even if it could get me killed.

But life threw me a curveball when Hollywood heartthrob, Bradley Cooper, entered my life, I’m suddenly questioning what the fuck I’ve been missing my whole life. Could we become anything more than friends? Will Evan scare him away? Or will I?



**Coming Soon!! **



Lucii is your typical British girl, hates the sun and hibernates when summer arrives! She lives at home, in the UK, with her 2 daughters and husband, where they spend the day watching peppa pig and The Greatest Showman, and playing with mega-blocks and reading a million books.

She started off as a regular person, job, home life, health issues and a love of reading. After reading the Fifty shade phenomenon, she went onto social media to seek other authors writing the same or similar genres. She entered a world she didn’t know existed and went to open a successful blog. 

Inspiring dreams took a back burner, while she learned the book community and met a bunch of amazing authors and readers alike.

A year later she decided to start writing, hoping against hope that her friends and fellow readers will like what she brings to the table.










Follow the tour HERE for exclusive content and a giveaway!






Prologue
Mya

I have everything I could ever dream of; a mansion in Beverly Hills, a kickass career, family and endless amounts of Lou Boutin shoes. On the outside, I look invincible, successful. On the inside I’m fucking screaming, I feel like I’m being torn in half and the reason is a secret that can never be revealed. Cocaine has become my number one love, and I live to party. 

I’m one of the top three Hollywood Actresses of 2018, I’m rich, I’m loved. But I don’t feel it, I feel like everything is one gigantic chore, a mess. How can I feel like this? I should be thankful for where I am, what I’ve achieved. Something inside my brain has snapped and I can’t find a way to regain myself, to be me again.

Acting is my biggest love and if I keep going the way I am, I won’t be doing anymore. I would be dead. I know this, but I can’t seem to stop. Drugs are my only salvation, my only out. My family have started to notice that something isn’t right, even though I put on my best poker face at family dinners or when my parents make an impromptu visit to my house on the hills. A house big enough for God knows how many people with eight and a half baths and a massive pool, a jacuzzi big enough for fifteen people plus myself, a TV that’s almost the length of my entire living room wall and a kitchen that even Gordan Ramsey would be jealous of. But it’s just material things, right? It’s not who I am, and it’s certainly not where I came from. I remember buying this house just because I could. The house I grew up in was a three-bed place with one bathroom. My three sisters and myself shared one room and my four brothers shared another, while my parents had their own room. But food wasn’t much, school was our only salvation, and the neighborhood in East L.A. was driven by crime and gang wars. Even back then, I vowed to myself that I’ll be rich one day, I’ll buy a big house and get my family away from that neighborhood before they were killed. And that’s exactly what I’ve done. They have their own place in Beverly Hills, paid for by myself and my brothers and sisters live there too. Who needs to buy their own place when mom and dad’s is big enough for everyone? 

My parents are the kindest, sweetest people any person could ask for. Although we were quite poor until I made it big, they still made sure we had everything we needed, even it was hand-me-downs or second-hand shit from a charity. My mom was inventive with food and we had big meals made with random ingredients, but it was always delicious. Though now I’m older, wiser, I don’t think I’d ever try mom’s Spaghetti surprise again. They live a few streets over and are always available if I need them. I never do, I don’t like airing my dirty laundry even to my own parents. I keep shit bottled up tight and I let it fester at the back of my brain. It’s certainly not doing me any fucking favors though, is it?

I shouldn’t be wallowing in self-pity, I should be basking in the glory of winning two Oscars last week, but I stare at them, sat proudly on the fireplace in my den, and my stomach churns. I’m grateful, delighted, but how can I inwardly accept such a prestige award, or two in this case, when I’m stewing on secrets that I’m terrified will be revealed. Thanks to my ex, Finn Thimble, I’m always looking over my fucking shoulder, jump when my cell chirps a notification or when my intercom from the main gates rings when I’m not expecting someone I get the shakes. No one has to live like this, no one should have to pay such a terrifying price for a mistake that shoulder never have happened. 

And my secrets should always stay under lock and key in my brain. But that’s not how life works out, is it? And I’m terrified of it being revealed.

16 comments

  1. I like the pose of the woman on the cover. Makes me wonder what the big secret is, lol. Thanks for the giveaway!

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  2. Best of luck with the book and book tour! I included the tour in the Sunday, Jun. 16, 2019 edition of The BookTube Your Shelf Daily Reader: https://paper.li/Readeropolis/1517059010#/

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  3. The cover looks very glamorous.

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  4. I like the cover. It def draws me in

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  5. I like the cover, very eye catching.

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  6. I like the Hollywood Actress book cover.

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  7. The cover looks nice, no questions for the author.

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  8. The cover is a bit racy for me.

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  9. The book covers look very saucy. They seem to fit with the storylines of the books.

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