Title: Mafia Princess
Author: Bella J
Release Date: December 6th
Cover by: Lee Ching of Under Cover Designs
Rules. I’m starting to think I have the natural talent to break them. I hate rules. Always have. Especially since I had them shoved in my face my entire life.
I didn’t ask to be a part of all this. I didn’t ask to be a Valenti. And I sure as hell didn’t ask to be bound by all their goddamn rules. Their rules are exactly that. Theirs. Not mine.
It’s been years since I broke one of my family’s most cardinal laws. It was a mistake, I know that now. But that’s the thing about mistakes, you never know you’re about to make one until it’s too late.
Unfortunately every transgression, every wrong decision has a way to demand atonement. No matter if it’s hours, days or years after. You might think your indiscretions are long forgotten and buried, but it’s not. You’ll never be free of it, not until you’ve paid in full.
I’m still waiting for my past mistakes to exact payment. It’ll come. I know it will.
But now, while I’m sitting in the interrogation room staring at the sinfully gorgeous Detective Lorik Stone, I can’t help but think about all my family rules…
…and that I’m about to break another one.
Bella J lives in Cape Town, South Africa with her husband and two kids. Her love for writing started in eighth grade when she received her first writing assignment--which she flunked. But the positive side of her failure--her newly found passion for writing. The negative side--now she's completely spaced out half of the time living in her little pretend world of romance, love, & insanely hot heroes.
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Title: Fail to Fight
Series: Lessons In Love #1
Author: Maci Dillon
Genre: Erotic Romance Novella
Release Date: November 22, 2016
An emotional story of unrequited love…
Chloe
Now, I ask you not to condemn the man I loved without knowing all the details. What he did was inexcusable and unforgettable, yes, but I wanted to forgive.
What I struggled with was why he left me scared and broken, without a fight.
With no goodbye, no closure.
And without closure, there was no moving on.
Will
Will grabbed my hand and led me toward a semi-hidden corridor at the secluded end of the establishment. “I can’t wait until tonight,” he told me as I followed willingly.
He slammed my back against the wall and covered my body with his much larger frame when we reached a point hidden from wandering eyes. “The sound of your soon-to-be name makes my cock so fucking hard for you, Chloe,” he growls. Possessing my mouth unapologetically, he devours my whimpers and with precision slips his hand beneath my dress to pull my panties to the side.
Panting with need and already oblivious to anyone who might walk past and spot us, I happily spread my legs to allow him to work his magic. I would never deny him. I couldn’t. He owned me; mind, body and soul. And he knew it.
Two fingers deep inside my soaking pussy, I grind myself against his hand. The heat of his kisses trail down my neck, across my collarbone and make their way to the tops of my breasts, driving me wild. His erection was hard against my midsection as he seduced me, almost to my knees. The harder he pumped his fingers, the louder I moaned until he took my mouth again and fucked me senseless with his tongue.
In less than a minute I came completely undone around him, pulling at the short lengths of his dark hair, sucking at his tongue as I rode out my orgasm over his fingers. This man could take me anywhere, and the result was always the same. I couldn’t get enough of him.
Swaying in my moment of ecstasy I started to unbuckle his belt to release the button on his jeans. I could feel how badly he needed a release too.
“Fuck, little one. You’re so goddamn beautiful,” Will whispered into the cusp of my neck.
The pocket of his shirt started to vibrate, he ignored it or didn’t notice as I took out his cock and began to stroke it. When it started again only seconds after it ended, I grabbed the phone and handed it to him. I slowly began to slide down the wall until I was crouched before him. Will watched with raw hunger in his eyes as I came to rest my ass on my heels to avoid marking my bare knees on the concrete floor.
I teased the tip of his cock with my tongue, his groan making my core wetter. “Answer it, Will.” The phone still buzzed in his hand. He groaned with displeasure and flicked open the phone. “Jamie, what’s up?” he breathed heavily into the phone as I took him deep into my mouth.
I could vaguely hear Jamie laughing on the other end. “You, I’m guessing. Can’t you leave that poor woman alone for thirty minutes, man? Get your ass here, it’s your turn to buy drinks, and we’re thirsty fuckers.”
Will grunted, slammed the phone shut and clutched my head while he guided himself in and out of my mouth with perfect, even strokes.
It was no secret, our sexual appetite for each other. Even if we’d wanted to, we couldn’t hide it. We were in love.
Will was my drug.
His moans grew louder, and his hold on my head tighter. He was close. I could taste the pre-come when I flicked my tongue seductively in and out of the small opening at the tip. I pumped my fist up his length as I toyed with the head of his cock, licking, sucking and finally taking him all the way to the back of my throat.
A deep growl rose from his chest and he began to drive his cock into my mouth at a fast pace. I loved giving head, it was the only time he allowed me complete control.
“That’s it, baby, yes,” Will panted. “I’m gonna blow.” I sucked harder and moaned around his cock until he emptied his load into me. Licking my lips, I looked at him from beneath hooded eyes.
“So, I heard you’re buying,” I teased.
Maci Dillon is a self-confessed lover of chocolate, wine and mummy porn. A mother of three sporty children, Maci fits in writing between her family and full-time Marketing & PA business. Maci is a daydreamer who loves writing short, erotic scenes and loves reading M/M, ménage and sports romance. A true minx at heart, in her spare time you'll often find her by the beach with a cocktail in hand.
Title: Reckless Conduct
Series: Blue Line Book One
Author: Brandy Ayers
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 22, 2016
He burned her once…
Sophie Gallo has survived a lot in her twenty-three years. Both parents gone, dreams abandoned, and a heart shattered. But she came out on the other side stronger than ever.
Then, one night with Luke in her bed… on her kitchen table… against the wall… made Sophie feel alive again. Right up until he ran before the bed stopped shaking. Seeing him every day at the Middleburg Police Station, thanks to her job as the office manager, is a special kind of torture. But she clings to her hate and anger, hiding her sadness and desire, even from herself.
She weakened him once…
Sergeant Luke McCracken lives to serve and protect. Not only the citizens of Middleburg, but also the woman who captivates him mind, body, and soul. Even if that means shielding her from the biggest threat to her happiness - himself.
Luke gave in to his lust once. But he won’t allow himself to be reckless with Sophie’s heart again. Though he can’t help but provoke her just to see her passion, even if it comes in the form of hatred. He’d live on nothing but the memories of their night together if it meant she’d have the life she deserved.
His town is being plagued by a rash of break-ins and an increase in drug overdoses, and his desk overflows with cases waiting to be solved. But never, in all the time he told himself to protect Sophie from the risks he presented, did he think she would find herself in danger from outside forces.
One night with her stole his heart, one dispatcher call stopped it.
This is book 1 in the new Blue Line Series, all featuring a different hot police officer at the Middleburg Police Station. Each book can be read as a stand alone. If you like hot men in uniform doing naughty things to strong, smart women, this is the book for you!
“This sexy book is a fun fast read that will capture your attention from the first to the last page with the sass of Sophia and the swagger of Luke.” - Hot Box Reviews “A bit of violence, drama, a sexy time or two, this was a good read…” - MJ’s Book Blog and Reviews “Although you know going into this story of the end result, the journey to get there truly made this an entertaining escape.” - Reader Review
The door swung shut behind her, and she sent a silent prayer out to the sky that he wouldn’t follow her.
No such luck. Not three paces from the door, it swung open with enough force that it slammed against the brick wall.
“Sophie! Where the fuck are you going?” He bellowed across the quiet parking lot.
“Home. Stay away from me; I’m warning you. I have pepper spray.” Tears threatened to spill once more. She would not cry in front of this asshole.
“I promised your uncle I’d watch you tonight. You can’t leave without me.” Footsteps echoed off the walls of the surrounding buildings as he stalked after her.
She stopped on a dime and spun to face him. “Don’t you dare try and use my uncle as an excuse to try and get into my pants, you asshole. We both know you don’t give two shits about my well-being. Just go back inside. There are plenty of badge bunnies in there that would love to do you in the bathroom. Go bother one of them.” It hadn’t been her intention to yell at him, but once she got started, her control quickly snapped and anger spewed from her mouth.
“Listen, I’d be lying to your face if I said I didn’t want to fuck you against that car right this second. But I swear to you, I will just make sure you get home okay. I gave the chief my word, and damn it, I keep my word.
She could tell he was struggling to keep his cool. But his bullshit moral self-righteous act needed to be called out.
“Really? You keep your word?” She shoved a finger hard into his chest, the pain and anger she’d held for far too long finally breaking free. “What about two years ago when you said I wasn’t just a hook-up?”
Luke hung his head, unable to meet her gaze.
“That’s what I thought, fuck-wad.”
“Jesus, Soph, it was two years ago. Like you said, get over it. I was an asshole, I admit it.”
“Yeah, you were an asshole, all right. You took advantage of a girl who’d lost her dad not four weeks before.” The crack in her voice made her even madder. “Sure, the tequila was my idea, but you went along with it. You were the one saying crap like I was the most beautiful woman you’d ever seen, and you just wanted to be closer to me. You have any fucking idea what words like that do to a woman?” She wiped at the bitter tears that spilled from her eyes. “I thought you liked me. I thought we had a future. The bed hadn’t even stopped shaking from our fucking before you were out the door. Then at work you just pretended like nothing had happened. And now, what? You want a repeat performance?” Silence filled the air as she waited for a response.
“Sophie…”
“No. Fuck you, I don’t give a shit about your answer. I’m done. I’m going home.”
Before she could move an inch, his hands gripped her biceps, pulling her flush against his hard body. His lips crashed into hers. She tried to retreat, but he followed until her back pressed against the cold metal of her car.
Her initial resistance to the kiss evaporated as soon as his teeth nibbled her bottom lip. A needy moan slipped out as she opened her mouth, welcoming his tongue. She clutched at his shirt, wrapped a leg around his hip, and thrust her mound against his arousal.
Breaking the connection, Luke’s voice was thick with desire. “We should get you back home.”
Regret swept through her as reason returned. This was Luke McCracken, infamous womanizer, classic alpha male. Not a potential boyfriend, just a heartbreak waiting to happen. Again.
Brandy Ayers is a writer of erotic romance. Or romantic erotica, depending on how you look at it. She has been telling stories in one form or another since she was a child and decided her English / Irish heritage was boring. Instead, for a 4th grade class genealogy assignment, she weaved a tale of mystery and intrigue about her great, great grandpa chief of the Navajo tribe. No one bought it. Brandy lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, son, and a very depressed basset hound.
Title: Chub Rub
Author: Shannon Youngblood
Cover Designer- Courtney Cannon (www.fiction-atlas.com)
Fat:
/fat/
Adjective
1. (of a person or animal) having a large amount of excess flesh.
Hi. My name is Maggie, and I’m a fat person. No, I’m not a self-loathing, angry woman who thinks all skinny girls are the devil spawn of satan, thank you very much. What I am is a cubicle dwelling, shy girl with a healthy love for all things chocolate and deep fried. Yeah, I know, I should put down the brownie and pick up a celery stalk, but where is the fun in that? My best friend, Polly, assures me that the club we’re going to tonight is going to be loads of fun, but I’m not sure. Until I meet him.
Aq·ua·phob·ic
/aekwe fo bic/
Adjective
1. abnormally afraid of water
Yes, Yes. Laugh it up. A 30 year old, sexually Dominant male, who owns his own club, is scared of water. If you’d been through what I had as a child, you’d be fucking terrified of it too. I’ve always looked for Mrs. Right Now, preferring to fling myself from a moving airplane into the Atlantic than to think about settling down. Until she comes walking into Newcomers night at my club.
Chem·is·try
/keməstrē/
Noun
1. the complex emotional or psychological interaction between two people.
This is Jackson’s world, not mine, but he’s slowly dragging me under, introducing me to things I don’t fully understand, but want to learn. There is something between us. We can’t fight it. We’re both sinking.
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Shannon Youngblood is a thirty something, foul mouthed, erotic romance writer, who loves telling a story full of broken pieces, and broken people. There is no subject too graphic, or too taboo, to grace the pages of her stories. Shannon believes that life is not always Happily Ever Afters and Flowers, and sometimes her stories might reflect that. (Non HEA's OH NO!) Shannon loves hearing from her amazing, dirty minded fans as well! Be sure to follow her on her social media sites!
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Title: Shadows of Suspicion
Author: Ashley Dawn
Genre: Christian Fiction--Inspirational romantic suspense
Cover Designer: Kris Wagner
Blurb: Revenge is the agendaâ¦
âFind my sister.â
Rick Reileyâs words were what drove Luke to search mercilessly for Kerry. He is in a race against time to find her and will have to face more than a criminal mastermind to get close to her. He is prepared to give his life for her, but what about his heart?
ââ¦I would like you to meetâ¦.My wife.â
Those words from her enigmatic rescuer threw Kerry more than anything else that had happened to her in the last few daysâ¦and that was saying a lot! Kerryâs simple life is turned upside down when she is kidnapped and dragged to the middle of nowhere by a madman. She trusts Luke with her life, but can she trust him with her heart?
As Luke fights to keep Kerry safe, the chemistry ignites and the danger gets closer.
Will God protect them while Luke tries to sort out his heartâ¦.and capture Kerryâs?
Author Ashley Dawn was born and raised in rural Arkansas where she developed her love for writing while helping in her parent's office. She graduated with an accounting degree from the University of Central Arkansas but is currently working as a legal assistant.
Ashley has been writing professionally for the past ten years and has three published books. Her Shadows Series include Shadows from the Past, Shadows of Suspicion and Shadows of Pain. She is currently working on multiple projects including the fourth in her âShadowsâ series entitled âShadows of Deceptionâ and also a standalone suspense titled âOne of Their Ownâ. She and her family make their home in Texas.
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Title: Immortal Hearts of San Francisco
Author: Susan Griscom
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb: From award winning, bestselling author, a three book special arrangement of the Immortal Hearts of San Francisco. Enter a world of temptation and lust, where rock stars are not only gorgeous and sexy, but they're also vampires. Each book in this series can be read as a stand-alone, each with its own happily ever after. These books are hot and sexy, and romantically addicting.
Tempted by a Vampire, Book 1
Cian DeMarco, has lived in his beautiful mansion overlooking both the San Francisco Bay and the Pacific Ocean for the past seventy of his two-hundred and twenty years of his existence. Happily--or so he thought, preying on a different woman as often as his heart desires. Until the beautiful Magdalena De la Rosa sits down at one of the front-row tables in Club Royal where he and his band mates perform once a week. The scent of her blood has him completely undone and he's unable to contain his desire for her.
Magdalena De la Rosa has a new job and a gorgeous apartment in San Francisco. Everything is just the way she's imagined it could be... until she and her girlfriend find their way into an up scale night club and she's suddenly swept off her feet by a member of the rock band. Mesmerized by his gaze, his scent penetrates and embraces every cell of her body and she can't deny her own desires for him.
A temptation they can't resist, leads to a future they never imagined as sparks ignite between the two until a threat from Cian's past returns to wreak havoc on Cian's and Magdalena's lives. Will the desire to be together outweigh the reality of what Cian must do to keep Magdalena safe?
Captivated by a Vampire, Book 2
She's a vampire. He's human and the best investigative reporter in the city. Their worlds mix as well as oil and water, but their attraction to each other is electric.
Josh Barrett knows his prioritiesâreporting the news as quickly and accurately as possible by day, drinking himself into a self-loathing stupor by night. His workaholic tendencies canât completely mask the broken, depressed man he is inside. The horrific night that changed his life forever and left him broken-hearted and alone is forever fresh in his thoughts. But the torture is no less than he deserves. Until a beautiful, sexy, and utterly mysterious woman enters his life and changes everything. Chelle is absolutely enchanting, her allure captivating and the reporter in him is determined to learn all of her secrets.
Newly turned vampire Chelle Masterson only wants to find her place. Her unrequited love and devotion for her maker Lane has left Chelle broken, vowing to never fall for any man again. Sheâs determined to find her way in the scary new world of the immortals and begs for the chance to prove herselfâto prove that sheâs capable of surviving without the others. Unfortunately, she meets trouble head-on with her very first victim and ends up face to face with a very charming and handsome stranger. He seems to only want to help, but can she trust him?
As Josh slowly wins Chelle over, she decides to utilize his skills as a reporter to help uncover her pastâa dark past that she cannot remember, but one she desperately needs to learn. Being around him is addicting, their connection undeniable, and she finds her will to keep him at armâs-length dwindling.
The simple act of a Good Samaritan spirals into an obsessionâmuch more than either of them thought possible. Their love becomes unfathomable, but it may not be enough to overcome the hurdles standing in their wayâ¦
Rocked by a Vampire, Book 3
Heâs dangerously sexy, insufferably arrogant, rude, and complicated as hell, yet what he reveals to her makes it impossible to stay angry and she canât stop her growing desire for him.
Lane, the younger twin of two powerful and sexy vampires, has always walked in his brotherâs shadow. And for good reason. There are monsters that plague his mind. Demons that once destroyed him. Broke him. Now, his desire for Vanessa torments him, igniting those revenants whenever he thinks of her. Heâs desired her for months, but he hates what she isâwhat she stands for. Can the witch he loathes be the one to tame his demons, or will she only send him farther into hell?
He wants to claim her, own her until he discovers something about her he has no choice but to admire, and when she lets down her guard, all he wants to do is comfort herâlove her.
Vanessa has her own fears to conquer. A witch by birthright, sheâs powerful yet vulnerable. How the hell will she be able to help Lane defeat his demons if she canât overcome her own?
They rock each other's worlds, but when evil comes knocking at their door, someone will need to die or theyâll lose each other forever.
Buy the Immortal Hearts of San Francisco Box set and start this sexy adventure today!
Susan Griscom writes paranormal and contemporary romance. She's hooked on sexy romances and is a huge fan of superheroes and bad boys confronted with extraordinary forces of nature, powers, and abilities beyond the norm mixed with steamy romance, of course.
She loves those days when she gets to sit around in her sweat pants, doing nothing but writing emotionally charged stories about love and violence, and drinking coffee.
She lives in Northern California with her romantic husband and together they have five great superhero kids and eight mini-superhero grand kids, so far.
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Chelleâs eyes opened slowly as I slipped a finger into her folds. This was the third night in a row sheâd found me at the diner. Weâd chat for a while there, and then weâd end up back at my place, unable to keep our hands and tongues off each other. But every night, sheâd leave. Sheâd never stay the entire night. Iâd teased her about staying for breakfast a couple of times, but she always shook her head, saying she had to go, but never giving me a good reason. It was becoming a ritual, and I wondered if we would ever take it to the next level. A level where sheâd let me pick her up and take her out someplace nice. Then cook her breakfast in the morning after weâd satiated ourselves in the physical sense. I wasnât complaining. The sex was great. More than great. She was beyond my wildest dreams in that area.
Weâd slept most of the night, and I had woken up, realizing I had a hard-on because Chelle was still sleeping beside me. She hadnât left yet, and I wanted to make certain I made the most of it as I wasnât sure if this was a new phase to our relationship or if sheâd just overslept.
âMmmmâ¦â she moaned. âYouâre spoiling me.â
âI aim to please.â
âJust the kind of man I like.â
âI thought you didnât want to date,â I said as I pressed tiny kisses down her neck and over her breasts.
âI donât,â she said a little breathlessly and trailed her finger over my shoulder then over my pecs. The sensation tickled and my cock grew even harder.
âThen what is it you want?â I said, pulling her up on top of me so that her legs straddled my thighs.
âI think you can figure that out, Josh,â she said as she cupped my balls in her other hand, surprising the shit out of me.
âYou donât want to go on a date with me, but you want to fuck me?â
âI knew you were smart.â
I laughed. âAnd here I thought you were a nice girl.â
âThere you go again with the insults,â she said, but laughed. âI am a nice girl. Iâm a very nice girl who happens to like sex.â
âThatâs all you want from a relationship? Sex?â
âIâm not looking for a relationship. Thatâs why I donât date. Dating makes it too much like a relationship.â
Her hands slid up along my chest as her eyes glanced over at the table beside the bed. âOh, my fuckingââ
âWhatâs wrong?â
âIs that the correct time?â
I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. âYeah, itâs six-fifteen. Good morning.â I smiled and slipped my hand behind her head, tugging her head down so I could nuzzle her neck, but she slid off of me and jumped out of bed.
âWhere are you going?â
âI need to leave.â
Title: Stay the Night: A Chicago Love Story Novella
Author: KT Webb
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 18, 2016 Available on Kindle Unlimited
Twenty-four-year-old CeCe is ready for law school, she just has to decide which one. A surprise opportunity at Harvard Law beckons, but a ghost from her past returns and forces her to reevaluate her priorities. CeCe finds herself staying with Miles, her best friend’s older brother, and learning how to love again. She’s spent years building up her walls, and Miles tears them down in seconds. If she decides to stay the night with him, she needs to be sure he will stay forever.
KT Webb is a big city girl living in small town South Dakota. Although she was born in Michigan, most of her younger years were spent between the suburbs of Chicago. Moving to South Dakota was a big change, and she never would have guessed she'd fall in love and decide to stay. She has been married to her wonderful husband since 2006 and they have two beautiful children ages 7 and 4.
KT has been writing for as long as she can remember and always dreamed of becoming a published author. She loves to create stories that make readers look at things differently and question reality; which is probably why she tends to write paranormal or fantasy novels.
She is a firm believer in the power of redemption, second chances, and that magic surrounds us every day if we know where to look. KT is a goofy and fun-loving person and is often described as snarky, bold and brash.
Title: Runaway Bear: A Paranormal Shifter Novella
Author: Alana Sapphire
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: November 19, 2016 AVAILABLE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED
She’s the one that got away. Scratch that. She’s the one who ran away. Callie Masters was supposed to be a one night stand, but once I got a taste, I was fiending for more. Then she disappeared. I woke up and she was gone. Now, she’s back. Can I get over my anger in order to claim what’s mine, or will I end up in her rear view mirror once again? Zax Knight is the one. I’ve known it since the moment I laid eyes on him. After years of pining, I finally worked up the courage to go after him, hoping he’d realize it, too. But he didn’t. I left our small town behind, along with a piece of my heart. Five years later, I’m forced to return. Zax wants to pick up where we left off, but I still don’t know if he’s ready for a commitment. I also have a secret; the reason I came back. What will happen when my past collides with my present?
International bestselling author Alana Sapphire has a great love for writing and music, and always finds a way to combine the two. Her books, though in various subcategories, are all in the Erotic Romance genre. Like a little suspense with your romance? So does Alana! Pick up one of her books and you’ll get romance, suspense, drama, and lots of sexy time. With books ranging from MC to paranormal, an Alana story is out there for you. Her characters are like old friends—near and dear to her heart—and she hopes for her readers to enjoy them as much as she does.
Title : Knight & Dey
Author : Joy Wood
Genre : Romance
Kathryn Knight has it all – a beautiful home, a loving husband, and a successful job as a theatre sister at St Anne’s hospital. Life is good. Finley Dey is a surgeon and the new hospital director. He’s tragically lost his family in an accident and has come to England to make a fresh start. He’s also stunningly attractive. Despite the guilt she feels for betraying her husband, Kathryn and Fin are thrown together, lust and desire grasping every clandestine opportunity. But a prediction from a psychic unnerves Kathryn and soon deceit, denial and ultimately death knock her world off its axis, turning her perfect life upside down.
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As a working nurse, Joy Wood has been creating stories in her head for years, but never found the time to do anything with them – life just got in the way somehow.
Two years ago, she moved to Cleethorpes, in Lincolnshire, and loves nothing better than walking along the sea front. She particularly enjoys the melancholy charm of the seaside in winter. Neighbours think she is so healthy walking for hours each day, what they don’t realise is, she stops off for endless refreshments along the way, and on occasions, the odd bacon sandwich!
Daily, watching the tide turn, gave her the idea for her debut novel, For the Love of Emily. She would develop the characters in her head, and create the chapters on her laptop when she returned home. At various book signings, readers would ask Joy if she was the nurse they’d seen in the local newspapers, which gave her the idea that maybe readers would like a romance based around a nurse, so that’s where the idea for Knight & Dey initially came from.
Title: Deceit
Series: The Vindicated Series Book One
Authors: Addison Jane & KE Osborn
Cover Model: Burton Hughes
Photographer: Eric Battershell
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 9, 2016
Covert, stealthy, cunning—I'm trained as a weapon. A lethal killer. I do what needs to be done in order to protect those who can't protect themselves.
I’m never the same person twice.
It’s never been an issue.
But I underestimated her.
The beautiful woman next door. There's something sexy about the way she watches me, eyes wide with an innocent curiosity. I find myself aching for her attention. I want her to look at me, but not when I'm covered in the blood of the man I just killed.
I live in the dark. She could be my light. I want her. And I know she feels it too.
When what I do puts her life in danger, everything changes. And I start to realize that maybe not all is as it seems. Every part of me screams to save her...
But what if I'm wrong.
What if she's the one saving me?
When she gets the chance she enjoys the little things in life such as reading, dancing, music, and Facebook, but her world really revolves around the little girl who calls her Mum. It’s an awkward balance between alpha males and Disney princesses, but it works. Growing up on a small farm next to the beach will always make her a country girl at heart. But since moving away to a small town close to the city, she’s discovered a dangerous love for shopping. Writing stories has been something that’s come naturally since she was young, and with the massive support of her friends and family, she finally decided to step out of her comfort zone and share them with the world. She enjoys bringing her books to life with strong female leads, sexy, passionate men and a rollercoaster of twists and turns that lead to the happily ever after that her readers desire.
Australian author K E Osborn was born and raised in Adelaide, South Australia. With a background in graphic design and a flair for all things creative, she felt compelled to write the story brewing in her mind.
Writing gives her life purpose. It makes her feel, laugh, cry and get completely enveloped in the characters and their story lines. She feels completely at home when writing and wouldn’t consider doing anything else.
Title: COLT
Series: Demons of Destruction Book 1
Author: Jacqueline M. Sinclair
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: November 16, 2016
Colt Johnson
Looking at me today, you’d never know me as the man I used to be. This time last year, I was steps away from the NFL, but a phone call from my mother changed everything. “You make them pay. Every last one of them.”
My dad had been murdered, left to die in a filthy, roadside bathroom. I was consumed with a hate so strong that I gave up everything to join his brothers. Now I'm a fully patched Demon, and it's time for war.
Maci Newman
I didn't know where else to go. The Demons of Destruction MC needed information, and I needed protection.
Meeting Colt was a twist I hadn’t expected. The pictures in the paper didn't do him justice, and when we met, there was an attraction I couldn’t explain. I know he feels it too, but the very thing that brought us together could be what tears us apart.
Once he gets his revenge, he'll never be the same. Once he learns I'm the reason his father died, neither will we.
Jacqueline grew up in the rural southeast and is the youngest child of a large and rowdy family. Reading was an escape when there wasn't much else around to do. She loves everything from classical literature to true crime and everything in between. With her two children grown and gone, she's surrounded by a menagerie of adopted pets and a two-legged thief who refused to give her heart back after a night of karaoke.
With a day job and a dream job, her writing is a steamy combination of real life and seeking to answer the age-old question of what would happen if...and then characters come along and completely derail the plan. Letting them have their say provides plenty of sleepless nights and an endless combination of coffee and wine, but she hopes you enjoy their stories.
Title: Protecting Her Six
Series: Men of Elite Securities #1
Author: Trinity Rose Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 18, 2016
Timber
After years of struggling, doors slamming in her face and endless tears Timberlee McNamara bursts on the to Country music scene as one of the hottest rising stars. To celebrate her success, a party is held in her honor, but turns into a night that changes her life.
Brutalized, laying in a hospital bed with no clear recollection of what happened that night, her sister Tamara offers a slice of hope.
Elliot
A loner by choice with no family, only the family of brothers he has that were forged out of blood and fire in Afghanistan.
Now stateside, this brotherhood of Men of Elite Securities are doing jobs that are slightly above the law.
Hired to protect Timber when the local law can no longer help, he keeps her safe at his cabin.
Both have their scars to bare, both have reasons to not fall in love, but one thing he will always do is
Protect Her Six.
Jamie Cercone is a mild mannered wife, mother and RN by day. Loved by her husband David and her two children. By night; she's a naughty, erotica romance writer Trinity Rose. She hoards books, purses, shoes and Urban Decay. She lives with her family in the southern tier of New York
Title: Chronicles of Ave
Author: Stephen Zimmer
Genre: Fantasy
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Blurb:
Escape into the wonders of Ave in this first collection of short stories featuring the fantastical world from the Fires in Eden Series by Stephen Zimmer.
âInto Glory Rideâ tells the story of a young Trogen Warrior who is called to go up against insurmountable odds when an Elven raid strikes his homeland. The Trogens have only begun training winged steeds for combat, but time is of the essence and a momentous choice has to be made by the young warrior.
In âA Touch of Serenityâ a conscript laborer working on a massive wall constructed under the orders of the Divine Emperor begins to hear ghostly voices asking for help. His response leads him on a journey that will test his courage, wisdom, and compassion.
In âMoonlightâs Graceâ a young man goes to help his people when a Midragardan raid strikes Gael. He seeks to prove his worth to the chieftain whose daughter he loves with all his heart.
The novella-length âWinterâs Embraceâ follows a warrior-monk into the depths of dangerous woodlands in the heart of winter. There he will find his faith tested in ways he never anticipated, when he must help a forest witch against an enigmatic, immortal being known as the Undying.
âLion Heartâ introduces the heroic Sigananda of the Amazu people, who must confront things that transcend the laws of the physical world when powerful Wizards threaten his homeland.
In âLand of Shadowâ a knight who is part of a band of Avanoran mercenaries discovers how perilous the mysterious Shadowlands are when they undertake a journey to locate a site to build a fortress.
A world of wonder beckons to be explored and fantasy enthusiasts are invited along for the journey in these half-dozen stories from the world of Ave!
Also be sure to take further adventures in Ave in the Fires in Eden Series, beginning with Crown of Vengeance, Book One!
Award-winning author and filmmaker Stephen Zimmer is based out of Lexington, Kentucky. His works include the Rising Dawn Saga, the Fires in Eden Series, the Hellscapes and Chronicles of Ave short story collections, the Harvey and Solomon steampunk stories, and the Rayden Valkyrie Tales. Stephen currently resides in Lexington, Kentucky.
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Title: Final Ride
Series: The Hellions Ride
Author: Chelsea Camaron
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: November 15, 2016
Cover Designer: Cover Me Darling
Everything I have never had is right in front of me. Family, it’s mine for the taking. For the first time in my life, I found stability in the Hellions MC. From the ground up, I’ve been loyal to my brothers.
Now the time has come when I may have to choose between the family I’ve never known or the club I’ve built and given my all to.
Richard ‘Frisco’ Billings is the California kid who rode into Haywood’s Landing when the Hellions were needing an extra man. As an original, he’s been with the club from day one. After growing up with no real place to call home, he’s found solid ground.
All of it crashed around him when secrets were revealed and he found out he missed all the formative years with his daughter being raised in an enemy’s club.
Amy Mitchell was lost her whole life until she was found by the Hellions MC in a bad situation with Felix Delatorre. She spent years with the club, rebuilding her life and finding a place where she could belong.
When a new young woman comes into the home she has with Frisco, will she still fit into his world? Will Frisco find a way to make everything work together? Will this be his final ride with the Hellions as life takes him down a different road?
Catch up with all your favorite couples as every secret finds its way out of the dark and new things are revealed, changing the club forever. This is the final ride for the Hellions MC as we know it.
~Amy~
I shower quickly, lost in my own thoughts. Stepping out, I dry off while ignoring the mist-covered mirror. I have learned to dress and ready myself in minimal time without looking at my reflection. As much as I don’t see the beauty in me physically, Frisco does. How did everything so bad in my life land me in the arms of a man so good?
I feel delightfully sore in all the right places. Applying my lotion, I have this peace with my body I didn’t have before. Things may not be off to the best start with Frisco, but he wants me. He’s told me I’m in his bed. I had enough bad in my life to know how to hold on to the good, even if it’s fleeting. Frisco and I may not have forever, we may not have more than what we have already shared, but in this time, it’s more than I ever had before.
My hands are slippery from the condensation and my lingering lotion when I twist the doorknob, so it takes an extra bit of effort to pop it open. Then I step out into what is Frisco’s bedroom, looking down, only to be stopped by the firm grip of a man’s hands on my arms.
Fear tunnels in until I breathe deeply and inhale his scent.
“Frisco,” I say on a whisper, my body relaxing.
“Don’t want shit between us. Ain’t had to hesitate to say what I need to say or do what I need to do with you for a long damn time. Thought we were good. Thought this was right.”
Tears prickle the back of my eyes. Are we going to be over before we even begin?
“We are right,” I say softly. “Focus on what’s right in front of your face.”
He tips my chin up to look at him. “Right in front of my face, huh?”
“Frisco, I’m here. I’m gonna be here when the dust settles.” I pause. “Your daughter, that young woman in the other room, she needs to know you are solid. Don’t lose sight of what you’ve just got a grip on.”
“Good woman, Amy. You’re a damn good woman.” He kisses my forehead. “Don’t know shit about being a dad. Don’t know shit about taking care of a teenager. I do know what I got right here.”
I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face. “Yeah, what’s that?”
“A beautiful woman who will back me up while I find my footing in this fatherhood stuff. A strong woman who pushes me beyond my past and into the present. Yeah, darlin’, I don’t wanna lose sight of what’s right in front of my face.”
When his lips meet mine, I melt. I’m not weak to him, but my body is. I know with Frisco I could say no and he would stop right now. I know I am safe with him. My body is safe with him. My heart is safe with him.
Right in front of my face is a man who gives his all to those he loves. Right in front of my face is a man who hasn’t had it easy, but he has endured. Right in front of my face is a man who loves deeply, fights fiercely, and doesn’t back down from any challenge life gives him.
Right in front of me is my future. Right in front of him is my unconditional love, loyalty, and a commitment to ride for life.
~Frisco~
Right in front of my face is a woman of beauty, loyalty, strength, and courage. For years, I’ve gone through life holding back. If tomorrow never comes, at least I have given love a second chance. In the years Amy and I have had together, she’s worked her way into my heart, my life, and I don’t want to let go of what is just getting started.
Inhaling the vanilla scent of her lotion, I run my hands up and down her spine as I devour her mouth, needing to feel connected to her. When she moans, my cock hardens against my jeans, rubbing uncomfortably. I haven’t had this much trouble controlling my dick in years, and it feels good.
Everything with Amy feels good.
Cupping her ass, I pull her against me as I turn us and practically glide us toward the bed. Amy squeals in delight as I lay her back on it and immediately take her nipple into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it before blowing against her exposed skin.
I pull back and laugh. “Your lotion tingles on my lips.” I kiss my way down her belly, sensing her insecurities. “Relax, Amy. Every inch of you tells a story, baby. Don’t ever doubt where you came from.” I tease her belly button with my tongue, and she trembles under me.
“Frisco,” she whispers.
“Your body was made for mine. You were made for me.”
She traces the tattoo on my rib with her fingertips.
“Amy,” I say on a laugh, sliding my goatee over her sensitive skin. “I got that ink after our first kiss. You get under my skin, baby. Have for a long damn time.”
“Frisco,” she moans out as I tease her pussy lips with my goatee then flick my tongue over her flesh.
“Do I get to you, Amy?” I ask as I part her pussy lips with my tongue and suck on her clit as she arches up wildly into my face.
“Yes!”
“Do I get under your skin, Amy?” I use my fingertip to trace the circle of her entrance as she tries to slide over me. I keep my finger just on the edge as I lap her clit with my tongue.
“Yes!”
“Do you want me inside you, Amy?” I lick then suck her clit, sliding one finger in torturously slow. “Deep inside you, do you want me to slide my rock-hard cock in your wet pussy and let you ride me until you can’t catch your breath, until your body coats in a fine sheen of sweat?” I pull my finger out, only to ever so slowly slide back inside her with two, in and out as I let my voice vibrate against her sensitive skin. My goatee scrapes with each word. “Do you want me to fuck you, Amy?” I hum against her as she shakes, her release continuing to build. She’s on the edge, but it’s not time yet. “Do you want me to fuck you so long, so hard, and so fast that your eyes feel like they will roll back in your head?”
“Yes!” she cries out, getting louder and louder as her need builds.
“Do you want me to give it to you good, Amy? Do you want me get under your skin? You’re under mine.”
“Yes!” She thrashes wildly. “Please, Frisco, I need you in me.”
“Well, if you need it, who am I to deny you?” I smile against her as I kiss my way up her body, lining my cock up and sliding into her wet core, and sending her over the edge in two thrusts before working myself to climax as she reaches her second orgasm.
Hell yes, I definitely love what is right in front of my face. This works. This is us.
USA Today Bestselling author Chelsea Camaron is a small town Carolina girl with a big imagination. She is a wife and mom chasing her dreams. She writes contemporary romance, erotic suspense, and psychological thrillers. She loves to write blue-collar men who have real problems with a fictional twist. From mechanics to bikers to oil riggers to smokejumpers, bar owners, and beyond, she loves a strong hero who works hard and plays harder.
Title: Dark Dreams and Dead Things
Author: Martina McAtee
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
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Blurb: 17-year-old November Lonergan spent her whole life feeling like an outsider. She was right. Sheâs a reaper like her mother; like her two cousins, Kai and Tristin. The supernatural world believes they are part of a prophecy to save them from an evil known as the Grove. Ember just wants to survive high school and fix the fallout from bringing back her friend. Old enemies are lurking; waiting for their opportunity to strike but the pack has a new problem. A group of legendary hunters has resurfaced, threatening the reapers and anybody who stands with them. They are making good on their threats too; attacking those closest to the pack. Their only hope of defeating the Legionaries involves trusting a stranger to perform a dangerous spell to advance Ember and her cousinâs powers. But Ember has a secret; a secret she canât tell the pack. One that leaves the pack vulnerable. An attack on pack allies, leaves one member of the group injured and another missing, along with a mysterious girl named Evangeline who may play a bigger part in this than any of them realize. As the Legionaries are closing in, the pack must trust their enemies, enter hostile territories, and play a dangerous game of cat and mouse with a psychopath. Their entire plan lynches on a dangerous bargain, but rescuing one member of the pack could mean losing another in their placeâ¦possibly forever.
Martina McAtee lives in Jupiter, Florida with her teenage daughter, her best friend, two attack chihuahua's and two shady looking cats. When she isn't writing young adult books about worlds with reapers, zombies, werewolves and other supernatural creatures she's reading or watching shows that involve reapers, zombies, werewolves and other supernatural creatures. Her debut novel Children Shouldn't Play with Dead Things released in August of 2015. Her second book in the Dead Things series, Dark Dreams and Dead Things, will release July 15, 2016.
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Chapter 1
Ember
âIt would appear you owe me a new body, Luv.â
November Lonergan stared at the ghost of her dead pseudo-boyfriend and contemplated how truly screwed up her life had become. Despite everything that happened that night, Mace was there, standing in her window, fading in and out, image static. She sighed from her toes, not sure how she felt about the situation. Of course he was there.
He flickered, image strengthening as she got closer. There was still blood on his torn t-shirt but his silver hair looked cleaner than the last time sheâd seen him. The symbols sheâd painted on his skin were gone but the of scars layered across his torso remained. His dark brows were smudges over luminous silver eyes. He was beautiful even in death.
She opened her mouth to say something but realized there was nothing at all suitable for this occasion. Sheâd already endured a blood ritual, two deaths, a knife fight and a resurrection; she didnât know if she could handle anything else today. Her magic didnât agree, it stretched and purred at Maceâs presence, reaching out for his power. Even death hadnât severed their magicâs connection it seemed. She didnât give in to the temptation to move closer.
The heat of her magic and a bone deep exhaustion had her swaying on her feet. He moved towards her before seeming to remember he was of little use in his present condition. âYou donât look very well. Maybe you should sit down.â
Ember nodded, not so much sitting as collapsing onto her pale pink bedspread. âOr you could lie down.â She heard Mace mutter. She yawned so hard her jaw cracked. She was still fully clothed but undressing seemed as impossible as climbing a mountain. She wiggled her toes. She needed to take her shoes off. She made a halfhearted attempt. âWhen did my feet get so far away?â
He glanced at her feet. âThey appear to be in the same place as always.â He walked back towards the window. âWhile youâre just lying about perhaps you could enlighten me on how exactly you plan to fix this disaster?â
Ember blinked up at him. Funny how quickly his affections turned. âAn hour ago it was âdo what you have to do, Luv. I could have loved youâ now itâs hurry up and fix this?â
He chuckled at her terrible impression of his accent. âI was trying to be noble and romantic in my final moments of existence. Now that I still exist, I think weâve wasted enough time on sentiment.â
âHaving your soul back obviously hasnât made you a better person.â
âDid you think it would? I told you not to romanticize me. My soul was tarnished long before I gave it away.â Even as a glitchy apparition, she could see the moment her words sunk in. âDid you say my soul?â
He hadnât realized what him appearing in her room meant. âDidnât you wonder why youâre still here?â
âCertainly, but that wasnât the answer I expected. How?â
Ember yawned again, eyelids drooping. âCanât we talk about it tomorrow? Iâm so tired.â
He gaped at her. âSeriously? You tell me I have a soul and now you want to go to sleep?â
âYes. Iâm tired. Iâve had a rather rough day.â
âReally? Did a witch force you to cut open your own stomach and create a mural with your own entrails? No? Then I win.â
Ember was too tired to play. âDrama queen.â
There was a long pause before he said. âYou might consider a shower. You are still covered in blood. My blood specifically. Quite a lot actually.â
Ember groaned, looking down at herself with effort. She was pretty gross. She was so tired though. âIf you werenât a ghost Iâd force you to carry me.â
There was a low chuckle. âInviting me to shower with you? Iâm sure that would go over quite well with the little alpha.â
Ember thought about the alpha werewolf currently downstairs cleaning the kitchen. After the night theyâd all had, she doubted Isa would be concerning herself with such mundane things as teenage hormones. Could the wolves hear her talking to Mace? Could they hear Mace? See him? Did they think she was in here talking to herself? Could she only see him because she was a reaper? She had so many questions.
She rolled to her feet, grabbing her things and keeping her thoughts to herself. She hurried to the bathroom and locked the door. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and froze. He wasnât lying. She was covered in blood, and not just his blood. Her bright orange curls were a tangled sweaty mess matted together with blood and who knows what else. There were dark smudges under her eyes, making her already pale skin look chalky under the soft white lights. Her violet eyes glowed--actually, glowed--like the wolves did mid shift. That was new. Had they been glowing since the ritual or was Maceâs presence sending her magic into hyper-drive?
She flipped the water on and stripped down, not even waiting for the water to heat up before stepping beneath the spray. She realized almost immediately her mistake. She muffled a scream, bouncing from one foot to the other under the frigid water, relaxing only when steam finally began to rise.
âSo, tell me; how did I get back my soul?â
Ember gasped, slipping and yelping as her back hit the cold tiles. She stuck her head around the curtain. âThere is a reason these doors lock.â
His smile was disarming. âThere isnât a lock in the world that would keep me away from you, Luv.â
She rolled her eyes, righting the navy and white shower curtain, absently wondering how much he could see in those white stripes. âThat is like the most stalkery thing youâve ever said to me and you rank really high on the creepy-lurker-stalker-guy meter.â
There was another throaty laugh. âI am starting to think this power has gone to your head. Five hours ago you were weeping at my side like a war widow.â
Her mouth fell open. She yanked the curtain back enough to level a glare at him. âFive hours ago, I thought Iâd never see you again. Five hours ago, I thought I needed you. Five hours ago, I hadnât known youâd been playing me the entire time. Remember? Youâre the parasite and Iâm the host. You needed me. You lied to me this whole time.â
He shrugged, incredulous. âOf course, I lied. I could hardly tell you the truth. You would have booted me into the abyss, which you ended up doing anyway, I might add.â
She made a noise of disgust. This was Mace with a soul. âIâm such an idiot.â She said, more to herself than him. He tilted his head, a hint of something behind his eyes, regret maybe? She didnât give in, letting the curtain drop back into place, determined to ignore him.
She scrubbed herself quickly, alarmed at how little it bothered her to have this conversation with him while she was naked.
âI didnât lie about my feelings for you, Luv; if that means anything?â âHah.â Like she was going to believe anything he said now.
âIâm serious. If you believe nothing else. Believe I meant what I said.â
âYou said you could love me. If youâd been capable. Well, apparently you were capable this whole time. So I donât even know what to do with your half-assed confession of love.â
Why was she even talking about this? Maybe it was the shower curtain. It was like a confessional. It was so much easier to talk to somebody when you didnât have to look at them.
âHalf-assed?â He said, âI sacrificed myself so that our dear friend, Quinn, could have my body.â
Ember choked on her laugh. âOh, please. You were kidnapped and tied to a chair with a gaping abdominal wound. Itâs not like you volunteered for the job.â Emberâs eyes dropped to her feet, shuddering at the blood spiraling towards the drain.
Mace wasnât done being offended. âWell, that hardly matters. Quinnâs soul is safely housed in my body and Iâmâ¦here? So you could at least tell me how this all came to be.â
Ember rolled her eyes. He was impossible. âNot that you deserve any sort of explanation but Ms. Josephine says I restored your soul the night we met in the cemetery.â
He was quiet for so long she caved and, yet again, pulled the curtain back enough to ensure he was still there. He stared at nothing, jaw slack. âIâve had my soul the whole time?â
âYep.â She couldnât help but feel a bit smug about how wrecked he looked.
âYouâre sure?â
She slathered conditioner into her hair. âThatâs what Josephine thinks.â
âThe swamp witch?â
âOh, thatâs right. You were dead. Josephine the swamp witch isnât a witch at all. Well, maybe sheâs a witch but sheâs also an Oracle, because those are apparently a thing too. Oh, and Miller, my boss from the funeral home is actually Josephineâs brother and sheâs had him, like, watching me this whole time and Donovan is her grandson.â
He sounded awed as he said, âGood Lord, how long have I been dead? Iâve clearly missed a lot.â
âYou have no idea. Allister tried to kill me but Quinn saved me by stabbing Allister but as Allister was dying he forced Quinn to absorb his magic.â
âThe human killed his own father to save you? I didnât think he had it in him.â
âFormer human.â She corrected. "Besides, Allister isn't dead."
"What? What do you mean? You just said Quinn killed him."
She hesitated before saying, "I revived him."
"Revived or resurrected?" Mace asked, leery.
"What's the difference?" Ember asked, deliberately avoiding answering.
"Reviving is CPR, resurrecting is bringing a soul back across the veil. Stop being evasive, Luv."
"Fine, I resurrected him."
"With a spell?"
"No" she said, tone casual. "With my hands."
She could hear his forced exhalation. âThis is all very astonishing, even in our circle.â
Her heart did a strange skip at the word âourâ. She was pathetic. She snagged the towel and wrapped it around herself.
âWhy would they go to all this trouble to orchestrate this elaborate plan?â
She yanked the curtain open and stared at him. His eyes roamed her body, starting at her toes and working their way up. He grinned at her petulant expression. âSorry, Luv. Iâm dead, not blind. Iâve never been so jealous of a piece of cotton.â
She rolled her eyes. âMove, please.â
âWhy? You can just walk right through me.â He wiggled his eyebrows. âI encourage it, in fact.â
When she didnât take the bait he moved, following her back into her bedroom. âYou didnât answer my questions. So, what are you to two witches? Or a witch and an oracle?â
âThey have a crazy theory.â
âWhich isâ¦?â he prompted in exasperation.
âThey believe that Tristin, Kai and I are descendants of some ancient triple goddess.â
âThe Morrigan?â Mace said, sounding like the breath had been punched from his lungs.
Ember narrowed her eyes. âYes, exactly. They say there is some sort of prophecy. Itâs insane. They are both insane.â
He watched her for a moment as she wriggled into her t-shirt and sleep shorts without revealing anything. She towel-dried her curls.
âI suppose it makes sense.â
âNothing about this situation makes sense.â She told him, slipping between the sheets with a moan that bordered on obscene. She didnât know what sex felt like but she bet it wasnât as good as cold Egyptian cotton with a 700 thread count. She flipped her light off, amused as his spirit gave off a faint glow allowing her to see his annoyed expression.
âWhat are you doing?â He asked.
âWeâve had this conversation. Going to sleep.â
âYou canât. We have to figure this out.â
âTomorrow.â
âWhat if Iâm not here tomorrow?â He asked quietly.
Emberâs eyes jerked open, pulse tripping. She hadnât thought about that. Could he cross over?
Would he want that? Heâd been immortal for a very long time. âYou mean what if you cross over? Could you? Is that something youâd want?â
He sounded sick when he said, âTo be tortured for all eternity in the pits of hell? No, Luv, Iâll pass, thank you. Besides, soul or no, sluagh canât cross over into the spirit world.â
âSo why do you look so worried?â
âBecause there are things far worse.â
âWorse than hell?â
âAye. I told you before, nobody gets away with the things I did.â
âWeâll figure something out.â She said without thinking. Why was she still trying to help him? He really wasnât her problem. All those squishy sad feelings sheâd had after he was gone were quickly turning to something else. She didnât know what to call it but it felt like it was burning a hole through her chest.
She reached out; her hand brushing his. Her magic shocked through her, causing them both to suck in a breath.
Again, that same spooked look. It made her shiver. What the hell could scare Mace?
âBut we have to figure this out tonight.â
She wanted to tell him not to worry but she felt drugged, eyelids so heavy. âTomorrow. I promise.â
âEmber.â Her name sounded like a plea but she was too far gone.
âTomorrow.â She mumbled, already falling into sleep.
Title: TREMBLE
Author: Alison Foster
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Not everything sounds good when you say it. Some things sound, well, just wrong. Like saying I hired a male escort to be my fiancé leading into (yeah, this is sounding bad) marriage, a fake marriage, one about money.
See, that did not sound good at all, but you’ll have to just trust me on this, that was the innocent part of the story. You know, the sunny bit before the fall. Because the rest of this story cannot be described in polite company. Not even a little.
First it gets, well, unapologetically hot and then it gets wickedly hot and then it kind of goes nuclear and becomes oh-muh-goodness hot.
That’s Lukas Dupree. He’s a-whole-nother level of naughty, but that’s not what this is about. This is about the darkness that followed—the chilling turn my story takes after he made me tremble to my core.
Maybe the choices mentioned above mean I deserved it all in the end.
I don’t know. You’ll have to tell me.
Dreams must feel like this. I stand quietly in the door frame of my apartment, gazing at any woman’s fantasy. Lukas Dupree in nothing but dark blue boxer briefs. His tan back is muscled in so many delicious ways. He’s like a sculpture with incredible detail. Smooth and powerful. Velvety and mouthwatering. The tattoo that runs from the top of his left shoulder down to where his right kidney would be is an added bonus.
He does not acknowledge my presence. It must be a dream. When he turns slightly, his abs cause an electricity surge to race up my spine and tickle the back of my neck. I feel delicate and combustible.
He’s dancing a little. I notice he’s wearing ear buds and holding his phone. Maybe this is real. Maybe I’m here with Lukas. Maybe my eyes are enjoying his explosive pecs, deltoids, biceps, triceps, the entire gamut of sinews and tendons. So much for a woman to admire in a single man.
Too much. Entirely too much.
He stops his little groove when he spots me. His eyes bust me and capture my racing heartbeat. He takes the buds out of both ears.
“Oh, hey,” he says. “I didn’t hear you.”
Because I didn’t say anything. Good that he thinks I did, instead of just silently staring at his offerings like a lusting stalker.
“Yeah,” I say, finally finding the strength to lift my eyes to his face and keep them there. “Sorry to interrupt your little groove.”
“And sorry about the casual dress,” he says. “I always sweat after a hot shower. I need ten minutes to cool off.”
I don’t know how to respond so I don’t. And if I were to complain, he would see right through me. In fact, I try not to look at him at all. He reads people too well for me to give him another glance into the hot mess of my dizzy mind right now.
Today’s the day I’m presenting him to my family and friends. We should be leaving soon.
“Can you be ready in fifteen minutes?”
“On it,” he says.
I feel almost sad he’s going to get dressed. Okay, I need to get it together quick. Trying to forget the way he filled out that one tiny piece of clothing he had on is proving difficult. Thank God for my breathing technique.
I can’t help but stare as the pants slide slowly up his legs and get stuck on his bulge. Oh, come on! He grins and raises his eyebrows sheepishly.
I’m furious and thrilled at the same time. I glare at him, but my eyes can’t help but watch as he uses his right hand to push his bulge down so he can pull the pants over the obstacle until he finally gets them to his waist.
I march past him in an angry panic. “We’re going to be late,” I say quietly through my suddenly parched throat.
My dress is waiting for me on the bed, but I have to sit next to it and catch my bearings. I get up quickly and shut my door. I lock it. Only then can I exhale. I feel like screaming. This should all be much easier than this.
USA Today Bestselling author Alison Foster loves reading a good love story almost as much as she loves writing one. She spends her time dreaming up strong heroes and even stronger heroines and she enjoys finding unexpected strengths within her characters when they are in the most unexpected places.
She believes that passion makes the world go round and that a sexy grin is as sweet as candy. She loves interacting with readers, so feel free to drop her a line.
Title: Undeniable
Series: Siri's Sage #1
Author: Jessika Klide
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: November 16, 2016
Everyone has secrets. Some are better at hiding them than others.
Enigmatic and reserved military officer Aurelius Moore, aka HardCore, lives a secret dual life as a wealthy venture capitalist. At the request of a partner, he makes a business trip to Vegas to check out a stripper known as Seary. When he sees her for the first time, lightning strikes, igniting UNDENIABLE lust. He's the kind of man that knows what he wants, and MAKES it happen.
"I don’t care how many men she has f*cked before me. I will have her. I will possess her. I will own her."
But she has a team in place determined to protect her from men like him. Will she be the only one he cannot have?
Jessika Klide burst onto the romance scene in 2014 with her bestselling series, Siri's Saga. It has steadily risen to the top of Amazon's erotic romance list and has made her a favorite among fans who enjoy full length novels.
Whether it's Army, Navy, Air Force or Marines, military men make her swoon. Her alpha male hunks are heroes who they fall for her confident, smart, and sexy heroines. She believes in modern day fairy tales where love and lust form perfect unions, and the stars do align for true love. She also guarantees more than one happy ending.
She is fun and flirty like the heroines she writes.
"Jessika Klide is my pen name. I'm from LA ... Lower Alabama. The Deep South. Since my mind is super slutty, it's just better to use a pen name. Trust me on this! ;)"
Title: Fame & Obsession
Author: Cora Kenborn Genre: Romantic Suspense Cover Designer: Deranged Doctor Design Publisher: Limitless Publishing Editor: Gillian Leonard of Lilypad Editing Hosted by: Lady Amberâs PR
Blurb:
Struggling writer Phoebe Ryan abandons her southern roots and heads to New York, determined to leave her nightmarish past behindâ¦
She was not expecting to meet a famous rock star, or to be coerced into ghostwriting his autobiography. But she tries to maintain focus on her dream of becoming an author, despite the attraction she feels for the sexy rocker, not to mention the baggage that comes with him.
Julian Baleâs world was shattered one drunken night, and it almost ruined himâ¦
Weighed down by guilt, he blames himself for an accident he couldâve prevented. He will play the game, but swears his hot little ghostwriter will never get that story out of him. As much as he wants her, if he has to choose between his dream and hers, itâs no contest.
Phoebe and Julian give in to a forbidden attraction, and their public romance risks both their livesâ¦
An obsessive fan is on the loose and now that the secretâs out, itâs made them both targets. The psychotic stalker is determined to have Julian for herself, even if she has to reveal their sordid pasts and eliminate Phoebe to do it.
He lives for fame. She lives to hide. Obsession lives to ruin them both.
Cora Kenborn writes romantic suspense novels with strong heroines, complex alphas, harrowing danger, and snappy banter. She is the author of the rock star stalker series, Lords of Lyre but refuses to be pigeon holed into one specific genre. She loves delving into the twisted mind of a dark villain as well as giggling while writing rom-com banter.
Cora lives in Eastern North Carolina and is a true Southern girl, growing up on sweet tea, front porches, and the simple life. She says âyâall,â âfixinâ to,â and should you deserve it, will âbless your heart.â Sheâs the proud mother three hyperactive and occasionally adorable children, and the wife of a husband who tolerates her chaotic writerâs cave.
Although reading is her passion, she can usually be found watching true crime shows and crafting inspiration for twisted new tales. Cora admits to being a horrible cook, an even worse baker, and believes sheâs more dangerous with a hot glue gun than any weapon on earth. Oh, and she and autocorrect are mortal enemies.
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The coiled body behind me tensed, ready to detonate. Whoever defended me could hold his own, but I could still take everybody out with one flick of the wrist. Chivalry felt warm and fuzzy but I learned a long time ago that one hundred and fifty volts felt electric and twitchy.
Turning my chin to the side, I whispered on an exhale, âItâs fine, Iâve got this.â
A low laugh against my neck curled my toes.
âYou so donât got this.â His chest rumbled as a strong hand ran skilled fingers around my hair. I tilted my chin, watching his eyes harden. âYouâre up my ass, shit-for-brains. Donât ever touch whatâs mine.â He shifted his lips against my ear. âRight, baby?â
One suitor tested my patience, but two pushed my limit. I opened my mouth to tell him off when he stole the moment and pressed his lips against mine. Resisting, I murmured veiled threats as he pulled me toward him. The impromptu kiss dissolved into failed waves of aggression, and I inexplicably responded to him. Before I knew it, Iâd wrapped my arms around his neck.
After a few heartbeats of kissing a complete stranger, I finally regained what dignity I had left, shoved his chest, and faced him with fire blazing in my eyes. He snickered and waved as my aggressor stalked off. Shooting him a death glare, I reached for my drink. After scanning for witnesses, I brought it to my lips and drained it.
âThirsty?â He smirked.
âWhat the hell was that?â
He snatched the drink out of my hands, giving me a wink before tipping it back for the last drop. âYou werenât exactly pushing me away. Besides, I just saved your ass. Heath Vaughn was inches from having a hand up that thing you call a dress.â
âI didnât ask for your help!â I bit back. âI donât even know who the hell youâwait, who?â
âSomebody had to step in or youâd have spent the night in jail with that concealed, illegal shit in your purse. Youâre telling me you didnât know that was Vaughn? Maybe because we havenât time-warped back to his 1995 five minutes of fame.â He walked past me with a smirk plastered across his face.
Struggling to catch up with him, I grabbed his shoulder in disbelief. âThatâs a joke, right?â
âAfraid not. Vaughn in the flesh, and apparently in the sauce too. Why do you care so much what he thinks?â He eyed me curiously, his jade-green eyes knocking me breathless.
Finally allowing myself a full look at him, I quickly averted my eyes before he could see my racing pulse reflected in them. Chaotic chocolate spiked hair pointed in every direction and hinted at a carefully constructed morning-after look. A small silver earring caught flashes of light in the darkness and tattoos decorated each uncovered arm.
Remembering to breathe became a chore.
âBecause Iâm screwed!â I shouted, frantically waving my phone. âMy boss is already pissed at me, and I was supposed to meet Vaughn here for an interview, andâwhy am I telling you this?â
âCalm down.â He grinned, revealing a deep dimple in his left cheek. âLook, the dudeâs so far tanked he wonât remember he was here, much less you were. Give me your phone.â
âIâm not giving you my phone. I donât even know you.â
Rolling his eyes, he snatched my phone out of my hands. âDidnât stop you from making out with me, did it?â He scanned the email Iâd been checking all night. Typing furiously, his lips curved upward and he handed it back. âAll fixed.â
âWhat did you do?â Thankfully, previous defense training taught me to never label emails with personal information. In the darkness, heâd never scroll back far enough to know my name.
âWhy must you question brilliance?â he countered with a sigh. âYou sent him an email concerned for his safety since he never showed for your interview. You waited but had to leave because you actually work for a living. Youâd love to reschedule since youâre such a huge fan and were disappointed at the missed opportunity to hear all about his crap-ass reality show, since I assume thatâs all he wouldâve wanted to talk about.â
I couldâve kissed himâif I hadnât already.
âYouâre an evil genius.â
âSo Iâve been told.â
Title: Sound of Sirens
Author: Jennifer Malone Wright
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Hosted by: Lady Amberâs PR
Blurb:
Who can resist the sound of Sirens?
The Hunters are still in Greece, continuing their pursuit of the original vampire, Pavlos.
The goddess Sostrate has warned them that they will encounter creatures they have never fought before ⦠creatures they did not even know existed.
While the search has come to a standstill and they are only left with research, Oscar finally meets his family. The Sirens have been watching the Hunters and waiting to show themselves. The group, especially Oscar, have mixed feelings about trusting the Siren Clan.
But not only do the Sirens have information about Pavlos and what they might be up against, they also hold the secrets of Oscarâs past that his mother never told him about.
Jennifer Malone Wright is best known for her short story series, The Vampire Hunter's Daughter. Other works include the follow up to The Vampire Hunter's Daughter series called The Arcadia Falls Chronicles, The Graveyard Guardians series, and her vampire novel called Savior. Jennifer also co-authors a series called Once Upon A Zombie Apocalypse as well the Beary Tales series. She resides in the beautiful mountains of northern Idaho with her husband and five children where she practices preparing for the zombie apocalypse. Just kidding! But seriously, between the craziness of taking care of her children, Jennifer has little time left for herself. The time she does have left, usually leading far into the night, is spent working on her beloved fiction or chatting with her equally crazy friends. Jennifer also loves coffee, has a passionate affair with red bull, wishes the sushi were better where she lives and dances while she cleans.
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Title: The Chronicles of Heart & Soul
Author: L.L. Hunter
Genre: YA Fantasy
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Blurb:There was once an angel born of fire who was fated to rule the world.
Her existence was planned, her destiny mapped out before she even knew who she was.
When Scarlett was a little girl she never dreamed she would one day be the one to rule the entire Nephilim world.
Now as an adult, her nightmares are making up for lost time.
Plagued with visions she doesnât know what to make of, and a dark secret hidden deep within, she turns to an unlikely ally for guidance.
Afraid for her future childâs life, Scarlett makes a choice that could change everything forever.
After a heartbreaking sacrifice is made,
Scarlett never thought she would ever taste darkness, but this time she canât escape.
Especially when her son is fated to rule the underworld.
In the epic finale to the bestselling Legend of the Archangel series, will the world burn in heavenly fire or be saved by the girl who was fated to rule it all?
L.L. Hunter is the author of over 20 published works, including The Legend of the Archangel Series and The Garden of Eden. She has studied everything from veterinary nursing, forensic science, and dramatic arts, but has always known her true calling was to be an author. â¨â¨She has been writing since her teens - everything from fan fiction, to song lyrics, to plays and musicals. When not working on her next paranormal romance, she can be found at home in Australia, reading somewhere comfortable with one or both of her âfur babies.â Follow her on Facebook, Twitter @llhunterbooks, and her blog - http://llhunter.blogspot.com.au.
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Title: Inferno
Author: Stacey Rourke
Genre: Teen Fantasy
Expected Release Date: Dec. 5th, 2016
Cover Designer: KC Designs
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Blurb: With the death of a hero, a dark force has risen. A hellhound is loose on the Rhodes Campus, building its pack with a bloody body count.
Any hope for salvation rests in the fiery hands of dashing Irishman, Caleb, with his power over the elements.
Fighting to save a dear friend from the internal monster consuming him, Caleb finds the love of his life a target for the vicious attacks.
How far will he go to save Celeste from the destiny ravenous to claim her?
Young Adult and Teen Reader voted Author of the Year 2012
Turning Pages Magazine Winner for Best YA book of 2013 & Best Teen Book of 2013
Stacey Rourke is the author of the award winning YA Gryphon Series, the chillingly suspenseful Legends Saga, and the romantic comedy Adapted for Film. She lives in Michigan with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and two giant dogs. She loves to travel, has an unhealthy shoe addiction, and considers herself blessed to make a career out of talking to the imaginary people that live in her head.
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Title: Twas the Knight Before Christmas
Author: M Clarke
Genre: New Adult
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Blurb: Twas the Knight before Christmas, when all through Max and Matthewâs house
Not a creature was stirring?âbut not in these boysâ family house;
Stress, deadlines, and naughty children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plums did NOT dance in their heads,
When they met with obstacles, mounted to the sky,
Could they overcome the hurdles before time flies?
When what to their wondering dreamy brown eyes did appear,
But peace, harmony, and calmness, my dears.
And all was right in the land of Knights.
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
International Bestselling, Award-Winning Author Mary Ting/M. Clarke resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children's chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.
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Title: Stolen Secrets
Author: Cayce Poponea
Genre: Romantic Mafia Suspense Standalone
Arianna Covington’s world is turned upside down after the tragic death of her fiancé. Her friends watch as she tries to put the pieces of her life back together, only to fall further into the depression and seclusion her loneliness creates. To them, a trip to New Orleans for Mardi Gras will somehow make the demons, which haunt her, vanish into the sweltering heat of the night.
What they don’t know is, Arianna has been living a lie, a spider web of secrets she keeps in order to stay alive. Using the city’s reputation for lost inhibitions and excessive celebration, she vanishes into the sea of spectators. She emerges with a new look and endless choices, leaving behind the secrets and lies she never wanted or earned. How can one night of burying your past, turn into a war with Dominick Santos? A man even the devil himself fears.
“Stolen Secrets is a mafia love story full of mystery!” ~5 Star Amazon Review by Ashley T “Cayce knows how to do mafia!” ~5 Star Amazon Review by Jennifer
Title: Reckless Conduct
Series: Blue Line Book One
Author: Brandy Ayers
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 22, 2016
Sophie Gallo has survived a lot in her twenty-three years. Both parents gone, dreams abandoned, and a heart shattered. But she came out on the other side stronger than ever.
Then, one night with Luke in her bed… on her kitchen table… against the wall… made Sophie feel alive again. Right up until he ran before the bed stopped shaking. Seeing him every day at the Middleburg Police Station, thanks to her job as the office manager, is a special kind of torture. But she clings to her hate and anger, hiding her sadness and desire, even from herself.
She weakened him once…
Sergeant Luke McCracken lives to serve and protect. Not only the citizens of Middleburg, but also the woman who captivates him mind, body, and soul. Even if that means shielding her from the biggest threat to her happiness - himself.
Luke gave in to his lust once. But he won’t allow himself to be reckless with Sophie’s heart again. Though he can’t help but provoke her just to see her passion, even if it comes in the form of hatred. He’d live on nothing but the memories of their night together if it meant she’d have the life she deserved.
His town is being plagued by a rash of break-ins and an increase in drug overdoses, and his desk overflows with cases waiting to be solved. But never, in all the time he told himself to protect Sophie from the risks he presented, did he think she would find herself in danger from outside forces.
One night with her stole his heart, one dispatcher call stopped it.
This is book 1 in the new Blue Line Series, all featuring a different hot police officer at the Middleburg Police Station. Each book can be read as a stand alone. If you like hot men in uniform doing naughty things to strong, smart women, this is the book for you!
When they reached the car, he pressed her front against her shitty little Corolla. Leaving no part of her neck unexplored, he rolled kisses, licks, and bites across her skin. A trail of goose bumps sprang up wherever his mouth ventured.
She placed her hands on the roof of the car and spread her legs a little over shoulder-width apart. The street lamp across the way lit her profile, lending a glowing halo effect to her already angelic face. “Are you going to frisk me, Officer McCracken?”
Just like that, he attained a new level of hard. He’d be lying if he said the fantasy of pulling over a hot woman and fucking her against the car hadn’t crossed his mind a time or two.
“I think I should, ma’am. Need to make sure you’re not packing.” Going down onto one knee behind her, he glided his hands over her smooth calves, sweeping around to rub her shins. She started panting as he moved higher up her legs. “Wider.”
She shuffled her feet out another six inches or so. He slid his hands onto her inner thighs. Her whimper set his chest and groin on fire. Finally, he found the junction of her legs. Warm and wet, her panties were soaked.
“Fuck.” He rubbed his palm over the damp cotton. Her responding moan was a lightning rod straight to his dick. If he didn’t calm the fuck down, this would be over before it started.
With effort, he removed his hands and continued his journey up her body. He traced the slope from her hips to waist. Spinning her around, he pressed her back against the door.
The hem of her shirt drifted up, revealing a smooth, taut stomach. He skimmed his hands over her ribs, exposing a few more inches of skin. He kissed the flat landscape down to her navel and dipped his tongue into the hollow.
A stinging pain shocked him from his lust-fogged state. She fisted both hands in his hair and pulled him to his feet. Their lips met in a frenzy.
She tasted of mint, tequila, and something sweet he couldn’t place, but made the desire to devour her grow. But not here. Forcing himself to stop kissing her might have been the hardest thing he’d ever done.
Brandy Ayers is a writer of erotic romance. Or romantic erotica, depending on how you look at it. She has been telling stories in one form or another since she was a child and decided her English / Irish heritage was boring. Instead, for a 4th grade class genealogy assignment, she weaved a tale of mystery and intrigue about her great, great grandpa chief of the Navajo tribe. No one bought it. Brandy lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, son, and a very depressed basset hound.
Title: Free Falling
Author: GL Chapple
Genre: Romance
Maddie
Love shouldn’t hurt.
Love should make your heart soar - not break it apart
Love should make you feel safe - not broken and vulnerable.
I don’t want to feel like this anymore.
Marcus
Anger shouldn't be all-consuming.
Anger at her for leaving me
Anger at her for showing for me that life could be more - and making me crave it.
I don’t want to feel like this anymore.
Two damaged people, free-falling through life.
Two friends. Two choices. Two questions.
If you’re unable to save yourself, can you really help anyone else?
Can happy-ever-afters exist if you no longer believe in fairy tales?
Friends told me how sorry they were – but it wasn’t their fault. They told me I needed to move on - as if it were that fucking easy, and I could just pick up and carry on. They apologised for my loss – as if I’d misplaced an item of value, instead of the person that had helped hold me together, all the broken, messed-up pieces of me…It devalued her and everything that we had, and I hated that they could make such stupid, thoughtless and ridiculous statements. I knew they cared and I knew they were concerned, but it took all my willpower not to punch them and tell them to fuck off and leave me alone. I couldn’t give them what they wanted from me. I didn’t want to talk. I didn’t want to feel…
GL Chapple is a welsh author that strongly believes she was born in the wrong country. She lives for hot, sunny days (of which there are never enough in her country of birth and residence!) Despite this, she can often be found at the beach with her husband and two young children. She has always loved to read and write and promised herself, one day, she would have a book bearing her name on her shelf. She will read almost any genre and despite her belief that the kindle ranks in the top ten of inventions, she still loves cuddling up with a paperback. She writes what she loves to read about: stories with heart, humour and heat.
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