Books From The Backlog

Books From The Backlog #23

Books from the Backlog is a fun way to feature some of those neglected books sitting on your bookshelf unread.  If you are anything like me, you might be surprised by some of the unread books hiding in your stacks. Hosted by Carole’s Random Life

This week’s neglected book:

From Goodreads:

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Three couples rent a luxury cabin in the woods for a weekend getaway to die for in this chilling locked-room thriller.

What could be more restful than a weekend getaway with family and friends? An isolated luxury cabin in the woods, spectacular views, a hot tub and a personal chef. Hannah’s generous brother found the listing online. The reviews are stellar. It’ll be three couples on this trip with good food, good company and lots of R & R.

But the dreamy weekend is about to turn into a nightmare.

A deadly storm is brewing. The rental host seems just a little too present. The personal chef reveals that their beautiful house has a spine-tingling history. And the friends have their own complicated past, with secrets that run blood deep.

How well does Hannah know her brother, her own husband? Can she trust her best friend? Meanwhile, someone is determined to ruin the weekend, looking to exact a payback for deeds long buried. Who is the stranger among them?

Why haven’t I read this yet?

Well, I have three bookcases full of books I have not read yet. Plus a growing TBR list on Goodreads. I can read fast but not that fast 😂 As I add books from the backlog I am going to move them up on my TBR list, or to a specific shelf on my bookcase.

What are your thoughts? Have you read anything by this author? Would you or have you read this book?

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If you like dark romance that feels seductive, dangerous, and deeply unhinged, this is your next obsession. 💦

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Somebunny Hunts You by @author.samantha.barrett

3rd Book In The Malevolent Sinners Series

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Made To Break: Boys of Lockridge by @ashlynnauthor 🚨

🔗 Limited Time $1.99 Preorder: https://a.co/d/a6BvR6H

🔗 𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗔𝗥𝗖 𝗦𝗶𝗴𝗻 𝘂𝗽: https://forms.gle/45Rg8xrZWwdKLN4G7

📢 Release Date: April 2026

Blurb:

They didn’t want her gone.
They wanted her ruined.

Rowyn learned early how to survive by staying invisible.
Quiet. Careful. Forgettable.

But at Lockridge, invisibility is an invitation.

They see her softness as something to press into.
Her body as something to comment on.
Her silence is consent.

What starts as cruelty turns ritualistic.
What should break her begins to change her.

Because Rowyn is done begging to be left alone. And the boys who made her their game are about to learn something dangerous.

She was never made to bend. She was made to break something back.

⚠️ Dark College Bully Romance
⚠️ Psychological Torment
⚠️ Obsession, power imbalance, and unforgivable MMC’s

#Darkromance #Bullyromance #romancereaders #Obsessionromance #Morallygraymen

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Made To Break: Boys of Lockridge by @ashlynnauthor 🚨 🔗 Limited Time $1.99 Preorder: https://a.co/d/a6BvR6H 🔗 𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗔𝗥𝗖 𝗦𝗶𝗴𝗻 𝘂𝗽: https://forms.gle/45Rg8xrZWwdKLN4G7 📢 Release Date: April 2026 Blurb: They didn’t want her gone. They wanted her ruined. Rowyn learned early how to survive by staying invisible. Quiet. Careful. Forgettable. But at Lockridge, invisibility is an invitation. They see her softness as something to press into. Her body as something to comment on. Her silence is consent. What starts as cruelty turns ritualistic. What should break her begins to change her. Because Rowyn is done begging to be left alone. And the boys who made her their game are about to learn something dangerous. She was never made to bend. She was made to break something back. ⚠️ Dark College Bully Romance ⚠️ Psychological Torment ⚠️ Obsession, power imbalance, and unforgivable MMC’s #Darkromance #Bullyromance #romancereaders #Obsessionromance #Morallygraymen

𝑨𝑽𝑨𝑰𝑳𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑵𝑶𝑾 🩸

“𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒚, 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓’𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒉?”

💀 Paranormal Erotic Horror
💀 Step-siblings
💀 Slow burn mystery
💀 Hate-to-love
💀 Touch her & …

𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑱𝑼𝑹𝑬 𝒃𝒚 @author_harleighbeck 𝒊𝒔 𝑨𝒗𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑲𝑼

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𝑨𝑽𝑨𝑰𝑳𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑵𝑶𝑾 🩸 “𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒚, 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓’𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒉?” 💀 Paranormal Erotic Horror 💀 Step-siblings 💀 Slow burn mystery 💀 Hate-to-love 💀 Touch her & … 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑱𝑼𝑹𝑬 𝒃𝒚 @author_harleighbeck 𝒊𝒔 𝑨𝒗𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑲𝑼 🔗 https://amzn.to/4sKKRTX #Conjure #HarleighBeck #paranormalromance #horrorerotica

The past they buried …became the future they couldn’t resist.

Beneath Her Sins from @sk_pryntzauthor

Pre-order it here → https://amzn.to/3NrTqDR

What to expect…
Self ouchie MMC/FMC
False Prophet
Yakuza
Female Chastity belt
Seduce a priest.
Hell hath no furry like a woman scorned
There will be tears
Familiar friends

Jedidiah:
I was supposed to walk away clean.
One dead man. One tempting woman.
And a whole lot of blood on my hands.
I never asked to be her savior. I damn sure wasn’t looking to be a priest. But penance tastes better than prison, and hiding in a collar kept my past where it belonged—six feet under.
That is…until she showed up.
In my church.
On her knees.
Now the woman I saved is playing the saint, whispering scripture while dragging hell back to my doorstep. I recognize her but I can’t prove she’s the devil sent to damn me. But my body can. Every taunt of her wicked words pulls me deeper.
The worst part?
I want her to ruin me.

Sayuri:
He was my salvation.
And my destruction.
He killed my husband and vanished, leaving me to take the fall.
For years, I dreamed of finding him. Not to thank him.
To burn him. Break him. Watch him bleed like I have all these years.
Now I have found him again, preaching sermons in some forgotten little church, while hiding behind stained glass and God’s mercy like it could save him. I’ve joined the flock. Become his disciple. Learned every way to tempt a priest into sin.
But I wasn’t ready for this man.
Not his hands.
Not his guilt.
Not the way he says my name like a confession.
I came here to destroy him, to show him the darkness he thought he could outrun…so why am I feeling the burn of the flames meant for him?

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The past they buried …became the future they couldn’t resist. Beneath Her Sins from @sk_pryntzauthor Pre-order it here → https://amzn.to/3NrTqDR What to expect… Self ouchie MMC/FMC False Prophet Yakuza Female Chastity belt Seduce a priest. Hell hath no furry like a woman scorned There will be tears Familiar friends Jedidiah: I was supposed to walk away clean. One dead man. One tempting woman. And a whole lot of blood on my hands. I never asked to be her savior. I damn sure wasn’t looking to be a priest. But penance tastes better than prison, and hiding in a collar kept my past where it belonged—six feet under. That is…until she showed up. In my church. On her knees. Now the woman I saved is playing the saint, whispering scripture while dragging hell back to my doorstep. I recognize her but I can’t prove she’s the devil sent to damn me. But my body can. Every taunt of her wicked words pulls me deeper. The worst part? I want her to ruin me. Sayuri: He was my salvation. And my destruction. He killed my husband and vanished, leaving me to take the fall. For years, I dreamed of finding him. Not to thank him. To burn him. Break him. Watch him bleed like I have all these years. Now I have found him again, preaching sermons in some forgotten little church, while hiding behind stained glass and God’s mercy like it could save him. I’ve joined the flock. Become his disciple. Learned every way to tempt a priest into sin. But I wasn’t ready for this man. Not his hands. Not his guilt. Not the way he says my name like a confession. I came here to destroy him, to show him the darkness he thought he could outrun…so why am I feeling the burn of the flames meant for him?