Title: Savage Town
Series: Savage Angels MC #3
Author: Kathleen Kelly
Genre: MC, Contemporary/Erotic Romance
Release Date: September 25, 2015
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Tourmaline is set to host the wedding of the century.
Everyone is in town to witness rocks' wild child, Kat Saunders, marry Savage Angels MC President, Dane Reynolds.
Love is in the air, and even the VP, Jonas, has been roped into helping with the impending nuptials.
For a time now, Jonas has kept quiet about his attraction to the beautiful Adelynn but now he's making it his mission to convince her he's a changed man.
With all hearts set on a happy ending, all are oblivious to the danger lurking on the outskirts of town.
The Savage Angels MC are fierce, loyal and will do anything to protect their own, but what if 'anything' is simply not enough?
Visit Tourmaline to experience the gut wrenching, unimaginable danger that threatens to destroy everyone's chance of a happily ever after.
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Kathleen Kelly was born in Penrith, NSW, Australia. When she was four her family moved to Brisbane, QLD, Australia. Although born in NSW she considers herself a QUEENSLANDER!!
She married her childhood sweetheart and they live in Brisbane with their two furry kids. A British Short Hair called Grace and a Burmese called Jack.
Kathleen enjoys writing contemporary, romance novels with a little bit of erotica. She draws her inspiration from family, friends and the people around her. She can often be found in cafes writing and observing the locals.
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Title: September
Series: Calendar Girl #9
Author: Audrey Carlan
Publisher: Waterhouse Press
Release Date: September 30, 2015
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Vegas, Viscous Exes, and Ventilators.
My life felt like a fast ride on a too short highway. Coming home should be roses and rainbows, but nothing that comes out of the desert blooms free. I was most certainly not free. I’d missed my payment to Blaine, owed the last client a hundred grand I didn’t have, and my father was on his deathbed. To make matters worse, Wes was missing in action. As in, no one had seen or heard from him in three weeks. Devastation didn’t begin to explain where my mental state was at. Like anything life had thrown my way, I pulled on my big girl panties, not the sexy lacy ones I enjoyed teasing my guy with, but the kind that said, “This ass means business.” I had no choice but to make the decision I made. My ex, the man that ruined the concept of love for me, put my father in the hospital, was about to get everything he ever wanted…at least that’s what I led him to believe. *** In the ninth book of the Calendar Girl serial, Mia rushes back home to Las Vegas, Nevada. Things have taken a turn for her father, putting her into debt up to her eyeballs. Each installment in the Calendar Girl Serial will release every month throughout 2015. The stories will feature Mia’s journey as an escort to twelve clients in twelve different locations.
Warning: This book is designed for audiences 18+ due to language and graphic sexual content.
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Audrey Carlan is an Amazon Best Selling Author who writes erotic contemporary romances, such as the wildly popular "Falling Series." She lives in the sunny California Valley two hours away from the city, the beach, the mountains and the precious…the vineyards. She has been married to the love of her life for over 10 years and has two young children that live up to their title of “Monster Madness” on daily basis. When she’s not writing, sipping wine with her “soul sisters”, or doing yoga, she can be found with her nose stuck in book or her Kindle. A hot, smutty, romantic book to be exact!
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Title: Forgotten Truth
Series: The Forgotten Series #1
Author: Virginia Wine
Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2015
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Secrets hidden beneath the surface, trust destroyed. Danger, sex, and mystery. From the moment I met him, I knew I couldn’t resist. From the moment I met her, I knew I could change. Nathan James knows what he wants, and that’s the beautiful, successful Bryer Kavanagh. Both have to conquer their past, so it doesn’t dictate their future together. But neither of them can anticipate the depths of betrayal ahead.
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Midwestern born, Virginia Wine is a longtime lover of romance and well told stories. It was only natural to turn that passion into writing a love story of her own. Married to a real life Iron Man with legendary stamina, they have two children who keep them on their toes. Always up for a challenge, Virginia loves bike riding, kayaking, tennis, and boating. She's a self-proclaimed zip-line junkie and will try any adventure that gets her out of the writing cave and into an adrenaline high.
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Title: He Wants Me Books 1-8
Series: A Dark Billionaire Romance #1-8
Author: Julia Swift
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August - September 2015
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He was supposed to be a one-night fling. Landon Blake: hot tech billionaire, and the wildest sex of my life. Until I find him standing over my boss’s dead body - with a bloody knife in his hand. They say he’s dangerous. He swears he’s not to blame. Somebody’s setting him up, and the stakes couldn’t be higher. I don’t know who I can trust. I should stay away. But he wants me. Links to Buy PART ONE AMAZON US / UK PART TWO AMAZON US / UK PART THREE AMAZON US / UK PART FOUR AMAZON US / UK PART FIVE AMAZON US / UK PART SIX AMAZON US / UK PART SEVEN AMAZON US / UK PART EIGHT AMAZON US / UK Excerpt
“Excuse me!” I wave a twenty-dollar bill in the air. I may be single and here with my drunk friend who is spewing ex-boyfriend-related vitriol, but at least I’ve got the money to do it. I work for one of the biggest biotech conglomerates in the world, although unfortunately, being the executive assistant of Harley Royce is basically being a glorified secretary to the world’s biggest douchebag. Let’s be honest—in the corporate world, “billionaire” equals “bastard.” The money’s great, but the work sucks. I’m surprised I’m not a bigger drinker after all. “Hey!” I yell out again, but no dice. This is what I get for wearing work gear to the bar—what twenty-two-year-old do you know decides to rock a black blazer to happy hour? I feel like my mother. Or my grandmother. Or both. “Let me see if I can help.” I turn at the sound of the voice but, when our eyes meet, I’m rendered momentarily stunned. Like elephant-dart-to-the-brain stunned. Hello, gorgeous. The beefcake bartenders—sure, they’re hot in a conventional, Magic Mike sort of way. But this guy? He’s hot-hot. Universally hot. Ryan Gosling hot. He’s wearing a dark suit—well-cut, grey wool, probably designer—and his dark-brown hair is neatly cropped, but he’s got a day or so of sexy scruff along his jawline. He looks like he just came in from a board meeting, but that he could have been rebuilding a carburetor yesterday. Put him in coveralls and he’d be your mechanic. (Your sexy as hell mechanic who you’d want bending you over the hood of your car after he changed the oil…) “Yo, Bradshaw!” He calls out at one bartender who’s leaning halfway over the bar with his face an inch away from being buried in a blonde girl’s cleavage. Bradshaw’s head pops up, one eyebrow raised. “Landon—dude. Sorry, I didn’t see you there.” He sidles down to our end of the bar. “What can I get you?” Landon gestures to me. “Ladies first.” I blink at him. The words won’t come. My mouth and lips feel parched and unable to ask for the one thing they want—a drink. Or Landon’s tongue in my mouth. Whichever comes first. “Hmm.” He presses his index finger to his lips—his full, gorgeous, sensual lips. “You look like a martini drinker.” Honestly, I’m not—martinis are more of my boss’s kind of cocktail—something with one hundred dollars’ worth of vodka and at least a dozen olives. “Dirty?” My eyes fly back up to his and his dark brow is cocked. “Excuse me?” I manage to say. It’s more like a squeak. “Dirty?” he repeats. “A dirty martini?” Oh. Because that was totally what I was thinking when he said that word. Sure. “Um, yes. Please. Thank you.”
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Julia Swift is a New York native who loves sizzling, suspenseful stories and dangerously sexy men. She's turned her love for reading into a new career as an author and insomniac. You can find her writing in her local Starbucks with an iced coffee and an ear for gossip!
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Title: The Art of Stealing Hearts
Series: Love and Art #1
Author: Stella London
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2015
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“The bid is at five million dollars. Going once…” This morning, I was waiting tables and dreaming of an internship at San Francisco’s most famous auction house. Now I have my paddle in the air, bidding more money than I can imagine for a priceless painting – and all because of him. “Going twice…” Charles St. Clair is a famous British billionaire, and the most seductive man I’ve ever met. I can’t get him out of my head, and he’s not letting me get away. He’s offered the chance of a lifetime, all I need to do is say ‘yes’. “Sold, to the lady in the front row!” Things like this don’t happen to girls like me – or do they? All I know is, I’m going to enjoy the ride.
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Stella London is a romance lover turned newbie author. After a childhood spent traveling in Europe, she now calls New York City her home - but still keeps a flame burning for those sexy foreign accents. She loves strong coffee, new shoes, and handsome men in a well-cut suit.
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Title: Highway Song
Series: A Smokey's Roadhouse Novel #1
Author: Jessa Jacobs
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2015
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How did that famous quote from that old movie go? Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world... Well, this was a biker bar, not a gin joint, and there wasn't really a town nearby. But to have my long-lost stepbrother show up in the very place I'd washed up a month earlier like flotsam from a shipwreck - that was the same kind of irony. Thank God he wouldn't recognize me. I'd been ten years old when he last saw me seventeen years ago. Too bad for my battered heart that I now recognized what I'd only sensed as a child. My stepbrother the rock star was hot.
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Rex
“Holy fuck!” I was lifting a mug of ice-cold draft beer for my first swig when the exclamation from our manager, Mark Brent, caused me to miss and splash half of it over my hands as I flinched. The sound of Mark’s chair hitting the floor as he jumped to his feet accompanied his exclamation. I jerked my head up, getting ready to rip him a new one, only to see him running out the front door of the bar. I set my remaining beer down quickly and then followed Mark at a brisk pace, along with the others. As soon as I was out the front door, the rest of the band members clustering around me, I saw the reason for Mark’s alarm. The bus was on fire. Joe, the driver had an inadequate-looking fire extinguisher aimed underneath the vehicle, where black smoke roiled out unchecked by the foam. As soon as the guys saw what was going on, pandemonium broke loose. Unlike bigger bands, ours traveled with no crew. Our instruments and accessories, all but a drum kit, were in the luggage hold, perilously near the fire. Ike, the drummer, was the only one who didn’t run to the bus to rescue equipment, besides me. I froze for half a second, and then used lungs more used to belting out rock music to yell. “Guys! Get away from there! It could go up. Holy shit, it’s just things.” Axel, Kirk and Cole ignored me, while Mark took off after them. I turned to Ike. “Call 911!” “Rex, take a look around. There’s no town. This is just a shitty little biker bar in the middle of BFE-nowhere Wyoming. Where do you think a fire crew is going to come from?” I lifted my gaze and stared out at the highway stretching from the east horizon to the west. Ike was right. Not a building in sight, other than Smokey’s Roadhouse, the bar where we’d stopped for lunch. The smoke from under the bus was dissipating though. Maybe the fire extinguisher had been enough after all. Mark had managed to pull Cole, the bass player, away from the bus, but the two guitarists were still banging on the luggage hold, as if that would make it magically open. I couldn’t blame them. Between them, they probably had thousands of dollars’ worth of back line in that hold. By rights it should have been in a crew bus. Even as I watched the bus destroy what might be our last chance to make it before some of the guys bailed on me, I knew it was my fault. Extinction wasn’t just our band name. It was a real possibility for our careers if this damn fire meant the bus wasn’t road-worthy. Amy He didn’t recognize me, thank God. I couldn’t afford for anyone to know who or where I was. After I calmed down, I reasoned it out. It had been seventeen years since he’d last seen me, and I was only ten at the time. There wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell he’d know me now. Not only had I grown up, I’d grown up hard. On the other hand, I knew what that cool once-over meant. His eyes lingered on my cleavage a second too long. If I knew men, and I had good reason to, he’d make a play for me sometime tonight. I couldn’t let that happen under any circumstances. It would just be too weird, even though our relationship was less than nothing. His mother had married my father nineteen years ago. Like most of the women Dad attracted, she took off soon, though she did manage to last two years. She took her seventeen-year-old son with her. She hugged me before she left, and whispered, “I wish I could take you with me, honey, but he’d come after us. I’ll report him to the authorities.” I had no idea what that meant, then. And if she did, it went nowhere. My dad needed a substitute punching bag, and I got nominated by default. Whenever I hid from him, I pretended my big stepbrother, Rick, would find me and take me with him this time. But his last words to me, “See you kid,” never came true. I hadn’t seen him again, until now. The men at the table with Rick called him Rex. I’d changed my name too. During the course of an otherwise slow afternoon, I gathered a few bits of information as I served them. They were a band—a rock band I assumed—and their bus had caught fire in our parking lot. It looked like it wasn’t going anywhere soon. My boss, Smokey, said it would probably take the rest of the day for a mechanic to get here to assess the damage. Highway 80 had plenty of traffic, but it was a long stretch of just about nothing from Rawlins to Rock Springs.
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So, maybe it won't come as a surprise that in my books you'll find hot alpha male book-boyfriends, sassy heroines who are much more clever and beautiful than I am, and stories I hope will make you laugh and cry while reading them, as I did while writing them. Oh, and some scenes you may want to role-play with your lover. If you'd like to know more about me, my books, or special offers for free reading, please check my website at www.jessajacobs.com.
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Title: Billionaire With a Twist Part Three
Series: Billionaire With a Twist #3
Author: Lila Monroe
Release Date: September 30, 2015
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Warning: love on the rocks. Sexy bourbon billionaire Hunter Knox hired me to turn around the failing family business, but I wound up losing him the company he loves. Now I have to make it right - which won't be easy when he's off the grid at a cabin in the woods, drinking himself into a sexy rugged stupor. But if there's one thing I know, it's that Hunter is worth a shot. Or two. He better line them up, because after tonight, I'm never drinking again.
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Hunter brought the cold glass bottle to my lips, and I closed my eyes to better appreciate the flavor.
“Mmmmm.” Hints of caramel, a touch of cinnamon, and was that…nutmeg? I licked my lips. “Tastes like autumn.” “Next,” Hunter said softly. There was a clink as he set down the bottle, and another as he picked the second one up. Then that cool glass was against my warm mouth again, and I shivered as I felt his breath ghost against the back of my neck. I could practically feel the heart radiating off his body behind me. A drop of condensation slipped down the neck of the bottle, rolling down the fevered skin of my neck. Oh, right, the beer. I took a gulp, hoping the cool liquid would calm my disordered thoughts. No such luck—but it was delicious, strongly hoppy this time, notes of lime and orange and vanilla, with a peppery finish. “Damn, that’s good. It’s like spring!” “I’m glad you like it,” Hunter murmured. His arm encircled my waist—no, he was just reaching for another bottle, no, that was his other hand, this one was definitely resting on my waist, lightly, just above my hipbone. I didn’t dare open my eyes, for fear I would find I was only dreaming. “Another?” Hunter invited. “Yes please.” My voice was a whisper, hoarse with desire I hoped he couldn’t hear. And there it came, his gentle hands guiding it to my mouth, the smooth glass with its beads of moisture kissing my skin, and that that ambrosia sliding slowly down my throat: brown sugar and anise and a hint of…chocolate. “Ooooooh,” I moaned in appreciation. I licked my lips. And heard a sharp intake of breath from Hunter. “You like that?” he whispered. “So much,” I replied, feeling the heat in my body gather itself tight and low. Even with my eyes closed I was vividly aware of how close he was standing to me; I could smell him, hear each breath he took. His hand on my waist seemed to grip a fraction tighter, wrinkling the fabric of my dress—the hand holding the bottle seemed to tremble slightly, I could feel his breath ruffling my hair as he bent closer, those warm lips only inches from-- My eyes burst open and I almost leapt away from him. We didn’t have time for sexual tension! That was what had gotten us into trouble in the first place. My mind fluttered rapidly over possible topics of redirection. It was difficult. It mostly wanted to think of Hunter shirtless. Maybe pantsless too. Yeah….definitely pantsless.
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Amazon bestselling author, queen of the short-reads, and expert at playdough, Lila Monroe loves to read and write tales of sexy Billionaires. Combining her love of writing, sex and well-fitted suits, Lila Monroe wrote her first serial, The Billionaire Bargain. Lila enjoys writing, as it gives her a flexible schedule to spend time with her kids and a wonderful excuse to avoid them. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband, who strips out of his well-fitted suits nightly.
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Longing For You
Touched By Magic Series #1
by Kelli McCracken
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âHave you ever had that, Cassie? Have you ever had a guy worship everything about you?â
One wicked argument and six years later, Theo McCabe is back in hell. Savannah, Georgia. If not for his brother, Jonah, he wouldnât be in his hometownâ¦or recording his bandâs first album.
He sure as shit wouldnât have run into Cassie Clarke.
Determined to have what heâs always wanted, he sets out on a mission to right a wrong committed against his brother. Doing so will require Cassieâs help, and if she agrees, his plan will be in motionâhis plan to seduce her.
He refuses to leave town until she desires him as much as he desires her. The only way to accomplish his goal is to prove he isnât the bad boy she remembers. Yet the more theyâre together, the harder it is to stick to his plan.
Thereâs a reason heâs always wanted Cassie. She affects his body like no other woman, but this time, sheâs affecting his heart too. Making her want him will be a challenge.
Leaving her once he did would be hell.
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The sound of Cassieâs voice startled Theo. She moved around the table and took the same seat Jonah previously occupied. She sipped from a to-go cup that was similar to the one in his hands. Guess heâd been so caught up in his thoughts that he hadnât seen her enter the coffee shop. Damn, his day just got better. âAnd what look would that be, sugar?â Cassie didnât miss a beat as she shot back, âThe same one you always had when you were in trouble. Have you been a bad boy, Theo McCabe?â Not yet, but when the final act of his seduction came into play, heâd be the biggest bad boy sheâd ever seen. And sheâd love every second.
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Time doesnât always mend a broken heart.
Jonah McCabe made a horrible mistake six years ago that cost him his chance at happiness. Then fate interceded. A last minute favor has him coming face to face with his past. Every beautiful inch of it. Her laughter still echoed in his mind. As did the pain in her voice the day she left. Can he make things right in a race against the clock, or will time continue to work against him?
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As a curator of characters, you'll normally find Kelli McCracken sitting at her desk, working hard on her next novel. When she's not arguing with those persistent people inside her head, you can find her hanging out on Facebook, chatting with readers about books and upcoming writing projects.
"It seems like all I ever do is write...and listen to Layne. He's always whispering something naughty in my ear, like being dipped in chocolate. Now I'm craving a Kit-Kat. Welcome to my zany life, where sanity is optional, romance is required, and liquor is most definitely quicker. Jack Daniels keeps me sane, my characters, not so much."
Kelli lives with her husband, four children, and her German Shepherd fur baby in the Ohio Valley region in the United States. If you'd like to learn more about Kelli, please visit her on the web at www.kellimccracken.com
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Don't Forget to go to Kelli's Website to see her newest Vlog Series, wondering what a Vlog is? It is a Video Blog Post and lets you see Kelli as a person not just a name on a book. Kelli loves talking with readers so please check it out at www.kellimccracken.com
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Longing For You
Touched By Magic Series #1
by Kelli McCracken
Synopsis
âHave you ever had that, Cassie? Have you ever had a guy worship everything about you?â
One wicked argument and six years later, Theo McCabe is back in hell. Savannah, Georgia. If not for his brother, Jonah, he wouldnât be in his hometownâ¦or recording his bandâs first album.
He sure as shit wouldnât have run into Cassie Clarke.
Determined to have what heâs always wanted, he sets out on a mission to right a wrong committed against his brother. Doing so will require Cassieâs help, and if she agrees, his plan will be in motionâhis plan to seduce her.
He refuses to leave town until she desires him as much as he desires her. The only way to accomplish his goal is to prove he isnât the bad boy she remembers. Yet the more theyâre together, the harder it is to stick to his plan.
Thereâs a reason heâs always wanted Cassie. She affects his body like no other woman, but this time, sheâs affecting his heart too. Making her want him will be a challenge.
Leaving her once he did would be hell.
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The sound of Cassieâs voice startled Theo. She moved around the table and took the same seat Jonah previously occupied. She sipped from a to-go cup that was similar to the one in his hands. Guess heâd been so caught up in his thoughts that he hadnât seen her enter the coffee shop. Damn, his day just got better. âAnd what look would that be, sugar?â Cassie didnât miss a beat as she shot back, âThe same one you always had when you were in trouble. Have you been a bad boy, Theo McCabe?â Not yet, but when the final act of his seduction came into play, heâd be the biggest bad boy sheâd ever seen. And sheâd love every second.
Another Mystique Antiques Book by Kelli
Synopsis
Time doesnât always mend a broken heart.
Jonah McCabe made a horrible mistake six years ago that cost him his chance at happiness. Then fate interceded. A last minute favor has him coming face to face with his past. Every beautiful inch of it. Her laughter still echoed in his mind. As did the pain in her voice the day she left. Can he make things right in a race against the clock, or will time continue to work against him?
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As a curator of characters, you'll normally find Kelli McCracken sitting at her desk, working hard on her next novel. When she's not arguing with those persistent people inside her head, you can find her hanging out on Facebook, chatting with readers about books and upcoming writing projects.
"It seems like all I ever do is write...and listen to Layne. He's always whispering something naughty in my ear, like being dipped in chocolate. Now I'm craving a Kit-Kat. Welcome to my zany life, where sanity is optional, romance is required, and liquor is most definitely quicker. Jack Daniels keeps me sane, my characters, not so much."
Kelli lives with her husband, four children, and her German Shepherd fur baby in the Ohio Valley region in the United States. If you'd like to learn more about Kelli, please visit her on the web at www.kellimccracken.com
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Don't Forget to go to Kelli's Website to see her newest Vlog Series, wondering what a Vlog is? It is a Video Blog Post and lets you see Kelli as a person not just a name on a book. Kelli loves talking with readers so please check it out at www.kellimccracken.com
![]() Today we are having a cover reveal for THE BLOOD SCION by Nazarea Andrews. This book will be released in November and it is the beginning of a brand new series from Nazarea, The Scion Legacy. As an added bonus, The Scionless House, a novella in the series, will be FREE when it releases on October 30th! Check out the exclusive excerpt below for a sneak peek at each title.![]() Click here to add THE BLOOD SCION to GoodreadsTHE BLOOD SCION Blurb:I was just a reporter, trying to stay ahead of my student loans. I knew the rules, and I followed them. I thought I knew how the world worked—humans lived their petty little lives in the safety of the sun. We loved and fought and—when the sun sank—we scurried behind our walls and lived in fear. That is when the monsters came out to play. And even in the safety of the sun, we knew who ruled us. The Houses. And their Scions. Everyone knows the great Houses and their Scions—they are feared and loved and hated and envied. They are the gods who walk the shadows and rule all of our lives. They are salvation and death. And somehow, I am one of them.Exclusive Excerpt:“Farley?” I blink, and stare at my intern. She’s a tiny little thing, and it occurs to me—not for the first time—that I have no business putting her in an office like this. We aren’t doing the smart thing—we don’t toe the House line. We’re too little for them to care, but I’m well aware that it’s not exactly safe. “What is it?” “You have a lunch appointment, ma’am.” I frown. “Since when?” “Hendin set it up.” I breathe a curse. Kevin Hendin might be the best damn editor I’ve ever met, but he’s still a fucking pain in the ass. I swallow that thought down and save the draft I’m working on, rising and shrugging into my suit coat. “Where?” “Silver and Ivy.” I go still. Who the hell are we meeting that can afford S&I? It’s one of the finest restaurants in the city, completely human, and expensive as fuck. Winston took me there when I graduated from NYU. Of course, it was for a tiny glass of wine and a shared dessert—neither of us could afford more than that—but it was a sweet gesture that meant a lot, especially coming from my ridiculously practical brother. “Ma’am?” I blink out of my thoughts to focus on my intern, and snatch up my laptop and phone. Shove both with my wallet into my messenger bag and snag my glasses and notebook before I dart out. It’s ridiculous to use a notebook, these days. Everyone has gone digital—what was a gathering wave before Brakken—became a way of life in the aftermath. The Houses controlled everything after, and pushed tech hard. Some people believed it was out of kindness. It wasn’t. But I’ve never been blinded by the pretty veneer of the Houses or their Scions. Silver and Ivy is one of the last places in New York that can still maintain their human only clientele. Because they cater to the wealthy, and even in the aftermath of the plague and all the change that the Houses inflicted on us, the wealthy maintains a level of untouchability. They are protected by that comfort of security that money can buy. Even the wealthiest in our country could be bought by one of the Houses, but I think it amuses them to let the one percent cling to the illusion that they are still different from the rest of us. I step into S&I and belatedly realize that I don’t know who I’m meeting. I mutter a soft curse and the eyebrow of the host twitches in response. No, I suppose he isn’t used to young reporters with a gutter mouth spilling into his lunch hour. I grin, and run a hand through my hair. I’m about to screw up his whole day. I amble up to where he wait and he gives me a frosty stare. “I’m meeting someone,” I say. His gaze sweeps over me and his lips curls just a little, all annoyed disdain that pisses me off. “And you are?” “Farley Hart.” His eyes go wide and he pales, so much so I take a step back. Something is very wrong about all of this, and Winston always told me to listen to my gut. I take another step, and a hand clamps down on my arm, rooting me to the spot. It’s icy and burning and so damn unmovable. I know, even before I let my gaze crawl up. Shiny boots, a pristine black suit that cost more than my degree, a startlingly white shirt with a skinny black tie. Wide shoulders, thin waist, and a hand that’s fucking huge, latched onto me. A ring glints on his finger and I focus on that, on the strange sigil worked into the metal. It’s not gold, and it sure as hell isn’t silver. It’s almost dull. Iron? “Oh shit,” I mutter. A vampire is holding me, keeping me from bolting. 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Tear Drop
by Joanne Clancy
Series: Detective Elizabeth Ireland, Book 1
Genre: Mystery/ Police Procedural
Release Date: August 27, 2015
![]() ![]() The crimes of the past echo in the present... Ross Campbell vanished almost a decade ago, and since then nothing has been heard from the serial killer known as Teardrop...until now. An Irish newspaper receives a chilling letter claiming to be from Campbell, which promises a new reign of terror. As death stalks the dark streets of Cork City, it soon becomes clear to the police and the media that a serial killer is on the loose. Elizabeth Ireland, a former detective with The Metropolitan Police, was the lead investigator on the original case when Campbell vanished. However, only she believes that Campbell didn’t send the letter. She embarks upon a frightening psychological journey to uncover the killer's identity, where she's pulled into a lethal game in which the killer sets the rules and waits for her next move. With the crimes of the past echoing in the present, can she find the killer before he comes for her? ![]()
Chapter One
The cold rain fell relentlessly, shrouding Cork City in its misty veil. Elizabeth Ireland sat by the window of her favourite coffee shop, where the smell of fresh scones and strong coffee cocooned her from the encroaching winter. The place was quiet and rundown but it was the one place in the city that cherished silence as much as she did.
Elizabeth scanned BBC London's website for any news from home. She glanced up as the door chimed and watched the man violently shake off the rain. A moment before their eyes met, she averted her gaze, knowing he was looking for her; Brendan Mahon didn't have the intelligence or subtlety to feign an accidental meeting. She ignored him, hoping that he'd take the hint and leave her in peace, instead he headed straight for her table.
"Good morning, Elizabeth," he said, revealing a smile that didn't reach his hazel eyes.
"Morning," she said curtly. She watched him run his fingers through his dirty blond hair, in a way that someone with a cruel sense of humour must have told him was attractive.
"It's a day for the ducks," he said.
She shrugged and turned back to her iPad.
Brendan Mahon was a journalist with The Examiner, one of Ireland's leading newspapers. When his editor couldn't find anyone with anything more incisive to say, Brendan was handy to fill a column or two. Elizabeth had never liked him, and she had no problem making her feelings known.
"May I join you?" he asked.
"No.'' She sighed at his predictability.
He laughed and pulled up a chair anyway. It amazed her how he always took her blatant rudeness for sarcasm. He placed a brown envelope on the table between them. She didn't give him the satisfaction of looking at it. If he wanted something from her, he’d have to ask.
"Would you like anything?" he asked instead.
"I've been coming here most mornings for the past nine years, Brendan. I think I can order for myself."
"What did you have to eat?" he asked, ignoring her brusque tone. He picked up the menu, and she closed her iPad, already missing her lost solitude.
"Same again, please, Nora," Elizabeth said to the waitress.
"I haven't seen you in here before," Nora smiled down at him.
"This is Brendan, a reporter from The Examiner.''
Nora's tired eyes lit up. "A reporter? How exciting."
Brendan leaned back in his chair and basked in the unexpected attention.
"He'll have an Americano and a scone, please," Elizabeth interrupted, not in the mood for flirting at that hour of the morning.
"Coming right up." Nora scurried away.
"Let's skip the niceties and get straight to the point, shall we? What can I do for you, Brendan?"
"I need your help."
"What sort of help?"
"I have a story."
"It must be big news if you're talking to me."
"It's big."
She glanced at the envelope that sat tantalisingly between them, and silently cursed for showing an interest. "Spit it out!" she snapped.
"A letter was delivered to my office."
"For you?"
"Yes, for me; it happens, occasionally. It arrived a few days ago. Only my editor and I know about it. We want to publish it, but first we want to check the facts."
"And you'd like me to check them out?"
"Yes, if you're interested." He smirked.
"So I'd be a consultant?"
"You'd be our expert. You'd write a few background and follow-up pieces with your impressions and opinions. You'd be paid, of course."
"Of course you'd bloody well pay me. I won't write for your rag for less than twenty grand."
"Don't be daft." He sat bolt upright. "That's crazy money."
"Okay, fifteen, but that's my final offer."
"My editor's a reasonable man. He'll be more than happy to offer you a fair deal."
"Okay," she said, relenting. "I'm interested but why me? I'm sure I wasn't top of your list." She averted her gaze from the sight of him stuffing a scone into his mouth as if it had been days since he'd last eaten, then again, maybe it had been days; he was certainly looking skinnier than usual.
"Someone you used to know sent the letter." Time stood still. She knew what he was about to say. The name chimed in her head before his lips formed the words. "Ross Campbell aka Teardrop." She glanced out the window at the rain and the dark streets, longing to close her eyes and make Brendan disappear. "Did you hear me?" He searched her face that had turned pale beneath her tan.
"I heard you." She gulped her coffee, willing her face to return to normal. She looked at him over her cup, but he didn't seem to realise that anything was wrong. For once, she was grateful for his stupidity.
"Do you remember him?" he asked.
"Of course I remember him. How could I forget?"
Nine years previously, she had arrested Ross Campbell on suspicion of the murder of five women in London. The killer had carved a teardrop on the victims’ faces and left a note with quotes from the Bible on their bodies, shoved inside their underwear or grazing their skin in a final, vicious act of intimacy.
Campbell was picked up in one of London's notorious red light districts. Licence plate checks proved that he'd been in the area on the nights when two victims had disappeared, DNA evidence linked him to their deaths.
Predictably, he protested his innocence, hounding newspapers and some influential acquaintances with his plight, but he was charged with the murders. However, the prosecution's case against him collapsed when Elizabeth was falsely accused of planting DNA evidence to secure a conviction.
When she won her case for defamation against The Met, she decided to retire to Ireland, where she had spent many happy childhood summers. Shortly afterwards, Campbell vanished, and no one had heard from the killer known as Teardrop, until now.
"Ross Campbell is dead," she said, realising that the silence had gone on too long.
"Vanished isn't the same as dead," Brendan replied.
"Nobody's seen or heard from him in almost a decade. People like Campbell are noticed, whatever they do; they can't help it. Someone somewhere would have seen him."
"Maybe not. I've read about serial killers lying dormant for years."
"Trust me, serial killers can't stop killing."
"Not according to the letter." He pushed the envelope towards her. “Apparently, he's alive and well."
"Does it explain why he's suddenly reappeared?"
"He wants to set the record straight."
"Why did he contact you?"
He looked at her indignantly. Elizabeth stifled a smile. She knew all about the book on serial killers that Brendan had recently written, but she wanted to see him squirm. The book was mostly sensation and an insight into Brendan's uninspired mind. "He wants to correct some facts in my book and he wants us to publish his letter."
She burst out laughing. "Are you seriously planning on having a serial killer write a column in your newspaper? Maybe he should take over the problem page. I know: he could be your new resident agony uncle."
"Keep it down," he hissed, glancing over his shoulder at Nora who was busy behind the counter. "We need to keep this quiet for now."
"I suppose it's good publicity for your book." She gazed out the window at the city that was slowly coming to life. The first of the early-morning commuters were venturing out. "What else is in the letter?"
"He says he'll kill again."
"Any details?"
"He gave a name."
"Does he say when or where?"
"Not really. The letter's vague, but he says it will happen in Cork."
"Have you taken the letter to the police?"
"Not yet. It could be a hoax. Don't look at me like I'm some moron. This is a good story. We'll pass it on to the police when we're ready."
"How do I fit into your little plan?"
"We'd like you to read the letter and tell us if it's genuine. You know Campbell."
"I knew him: past tense."
"Okay, you knew him. Sorry. You knew him better than most. Read the letter and tell us if it's him, that's all we want to know." He paused, waiting for her reply, but she wasn’t going to make it easy for him. Besides, his use of "we" and "us" was starting to irritate her. Clearly, he was getting too friendly with "the powers that be", as he liked to call them. If it meant so much to him, she'd make him beg.
"Please, Elizabeth. Will you read it?"
"I'll think about it, that's all I'm promising. Call me later."
"It'll be worth your while. This is front-page news. There'll be big money in it for all of us."
"I thought you weren't sure about printing it yet."
"Well, you know how it goes."
She knew.
"I have to go." She stood up and pulled on her black parka. She was tall and striking. Her dark looks, which she'd inherited from her Italian mother, made her exotic among the mostly pale-skinned, freckled Irish. Her nose was slightly crooked from a childhood accident, and there was an edginess about her, like a bird about to swoop on its prey.
"Don't forget the letter.'' He picked it up reverently. “Promise you won't show it to anyone?"
"Of course I won't show it to anyone." She reached for the envelope in irritation.
"Promise me?"
"I promise. Give me the bloody envelope."
He handed it to her solemnly, and she grabbed it, stuffing it unceremoniously into her cavernous bag. She tossed her long, black hair over her shoulder and went outside into the rain, leaving Brendan to pay.
She sensed him watching as she forced herself not to run. There were only a few more steps before she turned the corner, out of sight. No one believed that Campbell was dead because only she knew the truth. Campbell had haunted her from the last moment she had seen him. He wasn't coming back. He was dead, and she knew it because she'd killed him herself.
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Rory felt his jaw drop slightly as he watched her, his interest piqued. He wasnât normally one to let a girl walk away without snagging her phone number, but something about her told him that she wasnât the type to give that away so easily. âAlready hitting the latest talent?â Quinn came up beside his older brother and handed him a beer. âFuck off, Quinn,â Rory ribbed, surprised at how light he felt at the moment. It had been some time since he had laughed at all, he realized, as he downed the beer Quinn gave him. A third brother, Kane, appeared behind Quinn a few seconds later, nodding at Rory. No one would know those three were related if it wasnât for the famous Kavanagh name. Quinn was the odd man out in the group of brothers, with his straight black hair, clean-shaven face, and snakelike black eyes. Quinn had even added to his differences by covering his arms and chest with tattoos that peeked out from under his sleeves and shirt collar, along with piercings on both ears and several other places. âYou coming to Maâs tomorrow?â Kane asked Rory, leaning his back against the bar. His body was turned to face Rory, but he was obviously scoping out the bar as his dark blue eyes peered around the room. Rory followed Kaneâs stare, noticing more than a few heads turned in their direction. He didnât bother rushing to answer his brother, since Kaneâs attention was clearly elsewhere. The Kavanagh brothers were well known in the Bronx, especially Woodlawn, but even if they werenât, the group of athletic men was hard not to stare at. Several women on the other side of the bar were giggling, batting eyelashes, and attempting flirty glances as they openly gawked at the three men. Rory knew Kane was a notorious ladiesâ man; he watched him smile eagerly at a woman passing by. Everyone had always told him that Kane resembled Rory the most out of all the Kavanagh brothers, which was ironic since Kane was one in a set of twins. Rory wasnât as close to Kaneâs twin, Kieran, who was currently serving time in prison. They had had a falling-out before Kieran landed up in jail and not gotten around to resolving things between them yet. Considering their similar dark brown hair, scruffy beards, and muscular build, the biggest difference Rory could see between himself and Kane, aside from their eye color, was that Rory liked to let his hair grow to chin length, leaving the wavy locks down to frame his face. He liked his longer style versus Kaneâs short hair, and most of the women he found himself around seemed to share that opinion. One woman had even told him he appeared medieval, as if he could be her knight in shining armor. That was a comparison that still eluded him, since his refusal to settle down or be in any type of serious relationship usually had women calling him much different things, none of them very pleasant. Pulling back his attention to his brothers, Rory purposefully stayed noncommittal, though he knew Sundays at the Kavanagh house really werenât optional. Not if their mother had anything to say about it. âWhat about Monday, coming to Legends?â Quinn asked, nodding suggestively at one of the women watching them, as he referred to the MMA club and gym that the Kavanagh family owned a few blocks over. âI canât start training yet.â Rory pushed his hand through his hair, wanting to avoid the topic. He was suddenly feeling a lot more sober than he liked, wanting his brothers to leave so he could slip a few more pills out of his pocket undetected. The numbing feeling they had brought earlier was already wearing off. âItâs been over a year since the fight, man. The hell you canât trainâyouâre Rory âKnockoutâ Kavanagh, best MMA fighter in New York!â Quinn said sarcastically and slightly louder than was necessary. âNew York? Try the entire nation, Quinn,â Kane added, a swell of pride in his voice as he beamed at Rory. âWas, guys. Past tense.â Rory spoke through gritted teeth as his hand touched his own knee, feeling the thick scars through the fabric of his pants, gruesome evidence of the injury that had ended his mixed martial arts career. The bottle of pills was now burning a hole in his pocket as he thought about how badly he wanted some relief. âMaybe it would be present tense if you didnât reek of booze all the damn time,â Kane said, daring him to counter the statement. Rory took a slow, deep breath to calm himself. He loved his brothers, but he didnât need their pity.
Title: Strength Weakness Bond
Series: Blind Vows #3
Author: J.M. Witt
Genre: Romance
Cover Design: Sommer Stein (Perfect Pear Creative)
Photography: Darren Birks Photography
Release Date: Fall 2015
Blurb
Strength, Weakness, Bond: Another experiment of marital proportions. FitzWilliam Kerrigan: Sexy, smoldering, arrogant, insatiable, lonely… Will has run from love at every turn. His business with his brothers is thriving and he doesn’t have time for love, although he craves it. He sees the happiness his brothers have found and is beginning to feel like his time has run out.
One phone call and another potential match will change everything.
Will he take on the experiment this time? Mikayla Phillips: professional, beautiful, grounded, divorced, secluded… Kayla helps make marriage matches every day. It’s her job and she loves it, yet doesn’t believe in it herself. Especially when the one man who makes her feel things she shouldn’t messed with the experiment she helped build.
Accepting the challenge of her colleagues, Kayla will embark down the aisle once again.
Will she open her heart to the one man she knows has the potential to destroy her? Strength will help them conquer their fears.
Weakness will expose old scars and lay hearts bare.
Bond, something they never thought they’d find.
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I'm a stay-at-home mom with four young children and one extremely supportive husband. We've been married for over ten years and reside in Metro Detroit, Michigan.
I've dreamed of writing romance novels since I was little. After having baby #4, who may or may not have been fathered by Christian Grey, I decided it was time to pursue my dreams. When I'm not running to various appointments, enjoying time with my friends and my family, dating my husband, or avoiding cleaning my house, I'm writing!
I love music and believe that books and music can't exist without the other. My goal is for you to read more than a good book, but for you to have an experience!
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Passion Becomes Her
Passion Series, Book Six
By J.A. Melville
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Itâs been almost a century since everything changed.
Nearly a century since Francesca lost everyone and everything that night.
Only one person knows, one man saw it all; her sire, her saviour. He pulled her back from death and the brink of insanity.
Only one man truly knows her and Fabian promised he would never reveal the horrors of her past to anyone else.
Sheâs gone decades hiding her true self behind a mask of indifference; her clothes, her makeup like a costume so no one will see the real her.
Itâs worked all these years until himâ¦â¦.
Lucas is the young man turned vampire by accident two years ago. He is the vampire with a heart and soul. Heâs also an empath. He can feel what others are feelingâ¦â¦..
Something about him triggers flashbacks to Francescaâs past and her sleep is plagued by horrific nightmares.
Her screams wake Lucas and he comes to her, soothing and comforting her. The trouble is Francesca doesnât want his comfort, she doesnât want anyone. Anyone sheâs ever cared about has been lost to her.
She uses Lucas to help her forget. Sex has always been her coping mechanism. Use them for sex and move on, but something about Lucas keeps drawing her back to him.
The sex is explosive, passionate and intense. The sex helps her forget her past, until afterwards when her resentment towards him makes her turn on him; punishing him physically and with cruel words.
He makes her feel and she doesnât want to feel. She doesnât want to remember. She doesnât want to feel anything for this man who has been the catalyst for those painful memories to resurface.
Itâs unhealthy and dangerous, until one night something happens that changes everything.
Francescaâs past collides with her present and her already fragile state of mind is tested further.
Will it destroy them now everything has changed?
Author Bio
For as long as I can remember, I've loved to write, poetry, short stories just about anything. My English teachers in school kept telling me I should write and it took me a lot of years to finally get around to it.
I spent too long worrying about failing as a writer before I realized that living with the regret of never trying was worse. I live in a sleepy country town in Tasmania, Australia with my partner and our three children, who aren't so little anymore, plus a whole assortment of animals. Natasha's Awakening is my first book but I have no intention of stopping now and will continue to live my dream of being a published author. I have just published Taming Eric which is his POV to Natasha's Awakening. My interests are writing of course, reading, watching movies and hanging out at home with my family, our six cats and one dog. You can find me on Facebook under my author page J. A Melville and my book's page Natasha's Awakening.
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() He was that boy in the playground. The one that pulled your pigtails. The one that lifted your dress in front of the entire school. Now he's that guy in the office. The one that steals your lunch from the fridge. The one that gets away with everything. I'm sure you know him. Everyone knows that guy. He's a #JERK. Presley Malone knew her relationship with her fiancé, Jason, had run its course. The second that ring came off her finger, she didn't expect to be the pawn in an immature game played by the office jerk. His name is Haden Cooper, and he is six years younger than her. Immature and irresponsible, getting drunk and stoned every weekend like he never left college. He rode a motorcycle, carrying a different girl each week. He was everything a jerk should be—insensitive, unreliable, and most importantly, a heartbreaker. Haden enjoyed playing games, and when it came to Presley Malone, it was all too easy. Miss Know-it-all with her over-the-top OCD was soon going to get a taste of what it was like to live on the edge. But what starts off as an innocent prank soon becomes an unhealthy obsession. He is wrong for her and she is wrong for him. It's a battle of the sexes ready to go to war. But in this battle there are no winners, and it takes only one fateful night and six tequilas for their lives to take an unexpected turn that changes them both forever. Make sure to check out the Release Party on September 29th starting at 12PM CST!!!!AMAZON * B&N * KOBO * iBooksBorn and bred in Sydney Australia, Kat T. Masen is a mother to three crazy boys and wife to one sane husband. Growing up in a generation where social media and fancy gadgets didn't exist, she enjoyed reading from an early age and found herself immersed in these stories. After meeting friends on twitter who loved to read as much as she did, her passion to write began and the friendships continued on despite the distance. "I'm known to be crazy and humorous. Show me the most random picture of a dog in a wig and I'll be laughing for days." Hosted By: ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I thought he was my antidote, but it turns out that he’s just my new drug of choice. Before him, it was heroin. And then they put me here against my will. At the time it seemed like my only viable choice. I preferred stumbling through life numb to it all. But now I’m here, and every sound and every emotion is heightened to a level I never knew existed. Then somehow, in a moment of weakness it became all about him. My counselor. He makes me feel things I never thought possible. But I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to recover... AMAZON * AMAZON UKA.E. lives in Vacationland with her husband and two children. Between her real job and writing she finds little time to enjoy life's finer things. However in the free time she does manage to steal, she enjoys spending time with friends and family, and reading. A.E. is the author of Kismet and A Series of Imperfections: Imperfectly Perfect, Imperfectly Real, and Imperfectly Bad. She is currently writing her fifth book, Working Girl. Hosted By: The Clairvoyant’s Glasses by Helen Goltz Published by: Atlas Productions Publication date: September 28th 2015 Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance Synopsis:When Sophie Carell was eight-years-old, her eccentric, clairvoyant great aunt, Daphne, predicted Sophie would be one of the greatest clairvoyants of her time. Sophie wanted to be a movie star. Her mother said not to worry about it—Aunt Daphne was daffy. When Sophie is called to the reading of Daphne’s Will, she is given a pair of glasses that will change her life. But that’s not all she acquires. Along with the glasses, Sophie ‘inherits’ a protector—the handsome and powerful Lukas Lens; plus brooding Detective Murdoch Ashcroft who is keen for Sophie to fill her aunt’s shoes and put her talents to work for him. Sophie has to decide if she will focus on her acting career or explore her new-found clairvoyant skills. But danger lurks around the corner… Excerpt Sophie studied Lukas. “You have more questions?” he asked. “A thousand—like do you age normally, do you change at all when you are doing witch stuff and many more, but not for now, I need to take it all in.” Lukas ran his hand through his light brown hair. “Good idea, enough for now. But in a nutshell… yes, I do age normally… look at Alfred. No, I don’t change into the Incredible Hulk and I’m on your side.” Sophie smiled as she stood and walked to the window to look out on the street. “A month ago none of this world existed, now I’m hanging with a witch, it’s surreal,” she said. Lukas rose behind her. “I imagine it is a bit daunting.” “That would be the understatement of the year,” she said, turning to face him. “Can I ask you one more question today?” “Of course.” Lukas leaned against the counter watching her, his hands flat on the counter top. “Don’t be offended, but you’re not the most masculine guy—in your suit, you look like you’ve just stepped off a Calvin Klein fragrance shoot. How exactly does your line of the family protect us?” “Mind power,” he answered. “Is that enough?” Sophie lifted a glass paperweight that was reflecting prisms of light from the window and held it up in her palm. Lukas glared at the glass prism, his pale blue eyes went amber; it shattered into pieces. Sophie screamed and dropped the remaining shards from her hand. His eyes returned to a pale blue colour. “I’ll do my best,” he assured her. ![]() AUTHOR BIO: After studying English Literature and Communications at universities in Queensland, Australia, Helen Goltz has worked as a journalist and marketer in print, TV, radio and public relations. Helen is the author of seven books and is published by Clan Destine Press and Atlas Productions. Author links: http://helengoltz.com/ https://www.facebook.com/HelenGoltz.FanPage https://twitter.com/helengoltz https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4584438.Helen_Goltz Publisher – Atlas Productions: Website: www.atlasproductions.com.au Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AtlasProductionsBooks Twitter: @atlasloveswords
Get Real by Tellulah Darling
(Get Real, #1) Publication date: September 26th 2015 Genres: Comedy, New Adult, Paranormal, Romance
Synopsis:Magic and Mayhem in Manhattan Francesca Bellafiore comes from a nice Jewish family — one that happens to have magical powers. Underneath her good-girl exterior, though, she’s a wannabe badass with dreams of becoming a paranormal detective. Party boy Rafael Muñoz does everything possible to publicly disappoint his high profile father. Privately, it’s a different story. His carefully crafted bad boy reputation masks the fact he’s a master illusionist, forced into solo covert ops. The role is wearing thin and Rafael longs to be part of a team. When Francesca and Rafael meet, it’s love at first sight… For about five minutes. Rafael is spectacularly attractive—and, Francesca discovers, fully aware of the fact. Rafael knows from experience that girls like Francesca are more trouble than they’re worth. So it sucks big time when they’re caught in a web of magic, minions, secrets, and enough sexual tension to power NYC. Their only chance to save the city and survive is to team up, trust each other–and maybe even fall in love. Provided they don’t kill each other first. Get Real is a romantic comedy, urban fantasy whirlwind with sass, sex, and swoon. ![]() ![]()
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Tellulah Darling noun Sassy girls. Swoony boys. What could go wrong? 1) YA & New Adult romantic comedy author because her first kiss sucked and she’s compensating. 2) Firm believer that some of the best stories happen when love meets comedy and awkwardness ensues. 3) Sassy minx. Both a hopeless romantic and total cynic, Tellulah Darling is all about the happily-ever-after, with a huge dose of hilarity along the way. Her romcoms come in a variety of flavours and heat levels. Author links: www.tellulahdarling.com https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6429243.Tellulah_Darling https://www.facebook.com/TellulahDarling https://twitter.com/tellulahdarling ![]()
Confessions From A Romance Author: My Affairs With Other Men
I’m in love with four men, three of which are not my husband. It wasn’t intentional… I’ve always been a serial monogamist. But somehow, these guys have managed to creep under my skin and into my heart. I’m in deep… but thankfully, my husband understands… even welcomes it. He’s always ready and willing to part-take in some kinky role play. Testing out specific scenes over and over to make sure I’ve gotten them right gives him great pleasure. No pun intended… My literary love affair started with James Callahan, MIT brainiac and Star Wars junkie. He was my first, and as such, he was the manifestation of my husband in literary form. As a newbie author, I wanted to write a character I could liken to the man who’d won my heart for the long haul. He’s totally my type… brilliant, sensitive and doting, but by no means a doormat. He loves deeply, without boundaries or conditions. I’ve seen him naked, felt him beneath me, within me. I had to; otherwise it would be impossible to write a believable scene. I couldn’t help falling for him. I still melt when I read certain scenes… his words and the powerful emotions bubbling just beyond them… it all makes me tingle. Maybe because it’s reminiscent of things I’ve heard before. Chris Camden. I’d had him in my sights long before he made his literary debut. Adonis was a certifiable charmer with more lines than a supermarket before a snowstorm - an apt description for the scrumptious manwhore with a penchant for threeways. He stole my heart with his panty-scorching smile. His dimples make me melt. But it goes beyond the physical… he’s the wild stallion, searching for love without even knowing it. He’s the happy, fun-loving uncle who’ll play American Girl with his young nieces one minute and have eager women bent over his couch and screaming his name the next. What female wouldn’t want to be the one to tame the unattainable? Let’s face it, we all think we can be the one to make the playboy change his wicked ways but in this reality, there is only one who can bring him to his knees, the yin to his lonely yang. Yep, that was all me. Sigh. Mr. Awesome indeed. But much as I love James and Chris, someone else captured the top spot and continues to maintain it. Ruthless, brilliant, sexy… Paul Emerson, CEO of Blue Coat Capital. He’s a true business powerhouse, razor-sharp, driven to excel in all endeavors, yet he’s emotionally vacant. His tortured soul, protected by a venomous tongue, is desperate for healing, but he avoids relationships like the plague. Physical trumps emotion under any and all circumstances. Ah, to be the woman who scales the well-crafted barricade surrounding his fractured heart. Inner turmoil has hardened him to the point where he’s almost impenetrable… almost. He thinks he’s better on his own but with the right person, he’s amazing… doubly amazing when I conjure up the image of a shirtless Chris Hemsworth, my beloved muse. These men are so very different and unique in their own swoony ways. I know them at their most vulnerable, most intimate. I’m in touch with their deepest fears, insecurities and desires. They’re a part of me, and I of them. Sometimes, I wonder how much more room my heart has to accommodate these delicious heroes, the delectable figments of my borderline-erotic imagination. I sure hope I can keep finding room… Buy Links:
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