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    Wolf Rising (SWAT Book 8)

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    Series: SWAT #8
    Published by SOURCEBOOKS Casablanca on October 30, 2018
    Genres: Paranormal Romance, Romance, Military
    Pages: 384
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    Werewolf SWAT Officer Jayden Brooks has yet to meet The One—but when he rescues teacher Selena Rosa from a hostage situation at her high school, he knows he’s in trouble. Her scent is irresistible.

    There’s a reason for that powerful scent—and it isn’t an expensive perfume. Thanks to the traumatizing events at the school, the werewolf gene flipped on and Selena’s going through the change. Even scarier, she’s on track to become an omega—an out-of-control and violent breed. It’s going to take everything Brooks has if he wants any chance to pull her back from the edge…and ultimately win her heart.

    What a great way to wrap up this spooky month of October.

    Nothing is like ending the day with a good book. I chose Paige Taylor’s book Wolf Rising, book #8 in the SWAT series. The book started like all the rest in the series, explaining how the hero or heroine first turned. What I thought was interesting about Wolf Rising is how Taylor took what is happing in our schools and incorporated into Wolf Rising story. I want to give props to Paige because she didn’t overdramatize or romanticize the topic.

    In Wolf Rising, Jayden Brooks was an officer but when responding to a call at a local school, of a man wielding a knife, he didn’t know by responding to that call, his life would never be the same.

    Selena Rosa a school teacher who wanted to save her students from the life she herself escaped from. The life of living with gangs. Selena lost her brother during a gang war, she refuses to lose one of her students to that life. She put all her time and efforts towards keeping her students in the classroom and boosting their confidence. Until a gang member enters the school trying to recruit members. Selena again put her words into action and put her life on the line, to the put that her actions had consequences that even she didn’t know about.

    Once again it was Brooks and his elite team of brothers who answered that call. But where one life change at the beginning of the story, two individual’s life will be altered by the end.

    Wolf Rising, a fantastic quick story that any fan of paranormal romance will come to enjoy. I loved the chemistry between Brooks and Selena. It was even a plus when Selena turns out to be a wolf shifter, but not your everyday variety shifter but an Omega.

    Wolf Rising, a PNR you will most certainly want to add to your bookshelf. A unique story that will keep you entertained well into the night.

     

    About Paige Taylor

    Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of romantic suspense, military romantic suspense, and paranormal romance. She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

    When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, working out on her Simply Fit Board, going to the beach, watching NFL and college football, watching TV and movies, and hanging out with her husband and fur baby (not necessarily in that order!)

    You can find Paige’s books in eBook and paperback online and at bookstores everywhere.

    ​Paige is represented by Courtney Miller-Callihan of Handspun Literary.

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    Pierced (Tall, Dark, and Handsome Book 2)

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    Pierced
    J.A. Huss & Johnathan McClain
    (Tall, Dark, and Handsome #2 (Sexpert #2))
    Publication date: October 30th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance

    MYRTLE

    I’m a just an erotic woman who likes control.

    And edgy sex.

    And hard men.

    At the same time.

    So starting an outreach class at the TDH community center to teach other women how to put the dom in dominatrix was inevitable. Even if I was only doing it to use my boss, Pierce, as my submissive example and pay him back for humiliating me in front of the whole world last summer.

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    I regret what I did to Myrtle. She’s the best assistant I’ve ever had and I’ll play along—for now—because I want to make things right. But… come on. Me? A submissive? Ha. Myrtle Rothschild might have the upper hand at the moment… but I’m bringing my A-game. I’m gonna take back control.

    She can wear her hot, thigh-high latex boots. She can crack that whip all she wants. Hell, I’ll even let her leave marks.

    But I’m about to school Ms. Rothschild in the art of who’s the boss.

    And she’s about to get Pierce-d.

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    MYRTLE

    “Knock, knock?”

    I look up from my computer and see Pierce, standing in the doorway of my office.

    “Can I come in?” he asks.

    “You’re the boss,” I huff.

    He smiles. Tightly. Like he’s unsure how to proceed.

    It’s just all so different.

    “Uh… so how’s things?’

    “Things?” I ask, raising one perfect eyebrow. “Do you have a specific example of said things?”

    “Well, no,” he says, coming inside to take a seat in front of my desk. “Nothing specific. Just… wondering if you have time for a special project.”

    We both look at my desk. Which doesn’t have a single file on it. Not even one sheet of paper. My Post-Its pad is still crisp and every pencil in my little pencil can is sharp. I think it’s pretty obvious that I do nothing in here all day.

    But I’m still angry at him. So if he thinks I’m gonna be the first to admit I don’t actually have a job to do and I’m just wasting corporate money, he’s mistaken.

    “I’m pretty busy,” I say.

    “Yeah,” he says, sighing. “I know. And I don’t want to take advantage or anything, but I could use your help.”

    I have my reading glasses on, so I do that head-tilt thing where you look down your nose at someone. “With what?”

    He looks around. Plucks a pencil out of the pencil jar. Taps it to his head as he thinks.

    He doesn’t have a project for me. He just wanted to come in here and feel me out.

    We both know this.

    But then he gets an idea. I swear I can see the little light bulb go off in his head. “The Halloween party.”

    “What about it?”

    “We… need… well…”

    “Pierce?”

    “What?”

    “You don’t have a project for me. And I don’t even have a job here.”

    “Of course you do! You’re the VP—”

    “Of social media, I know. The little plaque outside my office says so. But we both know there’s no social media department. Not to mention, I’m not even on social media and have no idea how it even works.”

    “You don’t have socials? How did I not know that?”

    “Well, you did think I was the Sexpert. So I’m just going to assume you don’t actually know anything about me.”

    “How can you still be pissed at me? It’s been months! I gave you a promotion, and an office, and—”

    “Again,” I say, putting up a hand to cut him off, “I do realize all that. And once again, it’s all meaningless. You don’t even know what a social media department does.”

    “It’s not meaningless.” He tugs on his suit coat. “And I’m well-versed in socials. I was Snapchatting just last night.”

    “With who?”

    “Uh…” He looks over his shoulder, like he needs a second to think, then says, “Valerie. She’s my chat friend now.”

    “You know I can tell when you lie, right? Your left eye does this little wink thing every time.”

    He huffs, then leans forward in his chair. “How long will you continue to do this?”

    “Do what?”

    “Punish me.”

    I laugh. Stop. Then laugh again. It’s a little bit of a guffaw with a healthy dose of maniacal thrown in for good measure. “This is not me trying to punish you, Pierce. This is me biding my time.”

    He lifts up one eyebrow. “Biding your time until… what?”

    “Until I have the perfect diabolical plan to pay you back.”

    He sits back in his chair, breathes deep. “So that’s what you need? Payback?”

    “I was publicly humiliated. A woman doesn’t just get over it, Pierce.”

    He winces when I snarl his name. “You hate me.”

    “People look at me funny now, you do realize that?”

    “Look at you funny how?”

    “Like I’m hiding some secret sexual fetish side.”

    “Aren’t you?”

    “What do you want?”

    “I mean, you do come off as… kind of a…”

    “A what?”

    “You know. Like you’re into the whole Red Room spanking thing, right?”

    “Anastasia Steele? You’re comparing me to Anastasia Steele? Please.”

    “Well, you wear those tight pencil skirts… and those sexy secretary glasses. Plus, I know you read that smut in here. You don’t even use an eReader. Everyone can see the covers. I used to have little Christian Grey fantasies when you used to look at me. Before… ya know, you decided to hate me.”

    I laugh. And it’s not even maniacal. It’s real.

    “Why is that funny?”

    “My dearest Pierce,” I say, still chuckling, “you are no Christian Grey. If anyone is Mr. Grey in this relationship, it’s me.”

     

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    Two accomplished writers come together to create unforgettable sexy romance. JA Huss is the New York Times bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today bestsellers list twenty-one times. Johnathan McClain is a veteran actor and writer whose work, either performed or written, is probably airing on at least one of the channels on your television right now. You can contact them on their website www.hussmcclain.com or find them at their social links below.

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    Breaking Josephine: A HOT Western Romance (Forbidden Romance Book 1)

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    Breaking Josephine
    Brooke Stanton
    Publication date: November 1st 2018
    Genres: Adult, Historical, Romance

    From an award winning and #1 bestselling author comes a “HOT, sexy, and sinfully delicious historical romance!”

    Widower Jack Harrington needs a young man to work on his farm, what he gets is eighteen-year-old Josephine Taylor—a spirited young woman from Manhattan. Stubborn and willful, Jo tests Jack’s limits. But soon the struggle between them awakens a passion neither can resist. Giving in to temptation could mean the ruin of Jo socially and the destruction of Jack’s carefully guarded heart. Do they have the courage to fight against the restraints of society and fall into the intoxicating embrace of love…

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    Jack closed his eyes and took in a long slow breath. But his attempt to regain control failed. In a swift movement, his hands circled under Jo’s thighs and lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist.

    One of his hands cupped her buttocks, holding her up, while his other sailed up her spine and over her neck. Their lips were a breath apart, and for a moment they stayed like that, breathing each other’s air.

    Their heartbeats galloped together under the thin fabric of their clothes, and Jo didn’t know where hers stopped and his began. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she shivered at the temptation that was offered up in his sweet lips so close to hers. How quickly she forgot the inappropriateness of what their kisses had led to in the past. But her mind was a fog of want and desire, and propriety was as far off as the moon.

    Her tongue flicked out, grazing his lip, and it was all the encouragement Jack needed. His mouth captured hers, firm and moist, and she sighed. Her tongue moved in an urgent rhythm against the velvety meal he offered up in his sweet mouth.

    She felt him harden under his trousers, and Jo’s hands twitched, instinctively wanting to draw his desire out. Jack gripped her under her thighs and carried her across the barn, pressing her against the wall. Confidence lurched in Jo and she slid her legs down to stand.

    She satisfied her twitching hands and placed them on top of the bulge that strained the fabric of his trousers. He groaned in her mouth, and the encouragement of his response thrust her desire forward.


    Author Bio:

    After her own misadventures in New York City, LA, and London, Brooke Stanton now lives in sunny South Florida. She’s an award-winning author who has contributed to Natural Awakenings Magazine, wrote a column for Examiner.com, and is the author of The Bloom Sisters series. Visit her website brookestantonbooks.com.

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    Celebrate the PRINT release of THE BASTARD’S BARGAIN!

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    The bad boy that you love to hate (or hate to love?) is back and in PRINT!

     New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katee Robert delivers the final installment in her sizzling O’Malleys family series, hailed as “The Godfather meets Romeo & Juliet.” In THE BASTARD’S BARGAIN Dmitri Romanov must use his legendary focus and control to stay one step ahead of everyone else in the ever-shifting power plays of New York City.


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    “For the first time I could relate to someone for falling for such a really very, very bad boy, because Dmitri is irresistible but oh so dangerous! THE BASTARD’S BARGAIN might be the best book in this outstanding series.”―Fresh Fiction

    “Robert writes fantastic character-driven romances with the most unforgettable heroines and the most compelling antiheroes.”―USA Today, Happy Ever After on The Bastard’s Bargain

    “Off the charts hot! A Desert Isle Keeper.”―All About Romance on The Bastard’s Bargain

    “The O’Malley series is one of my all-time favorites. The stories are fast-paced, gritty, sexy and downright riveting.”―USA Today Happy Ever After

     

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    Title: The Bastard’s Bargain
    Author: Katee Robert
    Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance
    eBook Release Date: February 6, 2018
    Print Release Date: October 30, 2018
    Publisher: Grand Central/Forever
    Series: The O’Malleys
    Format: Digitial and Print
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    Married to the enemy

     

    When Keira O’Malley was a child, she used to picture her perfect wedding. The flowers. The dress. Her husband. But nothing could have prepared her for saying “I do” to Dmitri Romanov-cold, domineering, and always one step ahead of everyone else in the ever-shifting power plays of New York City. She agreed to his bargain to secure peace for her family, and she may want the bastard more than she’d ever admit, but she’ll be damned if she’ll make this marriage easy for him.

    Dmitri knows better than to underestimate Keira for one second. Molten desire smolders between them, a dangerous addiction neither can resist. But his enemies are already on the move, and he needs every ounce of his legendary focus and control to keep them alive. Keira could just be his secret weapon-if she doesn’t bring him to his knees first.

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    The Bastard’s Bargain Excerpt

    Copyright © 2018 Katee Robert

    Dmitri Romanov didn’t permit himself to breathe a sigh of relief. This was only the first step in a path that could potentially span years. It didn’t matter. Keira was here—was his. He had time.

    He watched her look around the inside of the town car, cataloging everything with those witchy hazel eyes of hers. The faint scent of pot filled the car, giving evidence to what she’d been up to when he called. The woman was a mess, but he’d known that from the moment he met her. Dmitri didn’t do projects. He preferred to be the one holding all the cards—it allowed him to anticipate how the people around him would act in any given situation.

    He’d never been able to anticipate Keira. Not from the moment she picked his pocket and walked away from him as if she didn’t give a fuck about the danger he posed to her.

    Likely because she has a goddamn death wish.

    He’d deal with that, just like he’d deal with the rest of Keira’s issues. In time.

    Right that moment, time was the one thing they didn’t have. Keira’s oldest brother would be returning to Boston within hours, and Dmitri fully intended to marry her before Aiden realized she was gone. It was significantly more difficult to oust a wife than it was a fiancée.

    He had Keira now. He wasn’t going to let anyone take her.

    She kicked her feet out, propping her chunky black boots on the seat. The long line of her bare legs drew his gaze up to her tiny sleep shorts. They were barely more than underwear, hugging her hips and ass. Her shirt wasn’t much better, for all that it was long-sleeved. It revealed a slice of pale stomach and was fitted enough that he had absolutely no doubts about the fact that Keira wore no bra. Her small breasts pressed against the fabric, and she shivered beneath the weight of his gaze.

    Get control of yourself. He leaned forward and nudged her boots back to the floorboard. Taking Keira was part of the plan—fucking her in the backseat was not. “There’s no need for an adolescent tantrum.”

    She laughed, the sound rough and pain filled. “God, would you listen to yourself? You just showed up at my window to lure me into the night—to a chapel—and now you’re bitching about my shoes on the seats? Russian, you have your priorities seriously out of order.” She flicked her long hair off her shoulder. She’d dyed it a harsh blond that seemed designed to highlight how unhealthily skinny she’d become in the last year.

    She’s spiraling.

    Not anymore.

    “Our current situation is no reason to throw propriety out the window.” He sounded stuffy, and he hated it, but with her sitting so close, wearing clothing she’d just been sleeping in…Dmitri dragged in a breath. “Keep your shoes on the floor.”

    “Or what?” She turned to face him. The move pulled her shirt even tighter against her chest, revealing the faintest outline of her nipples. Keira saw where his gaze went, and gave a bitter smile. “All the games, all the bullshit, and that hasn’t changed.” She leaned forward and hooked his collar with her finger, drawing him closer despite himself. “Tell me something, Romanov.”

    “Hmm?” He dragged his gaze up to her mouth. The wicked curve of her lips was matched only by the words she threw into the space between them with such abandon. The woman wouldn’t know caution if it slapped her in the face.

    “You’re dragging me to your cave to be your Bride of Frankenstein.” She shifted closer, her bare leg sliding over his slacks until her thigh came into contact with his cock.

    He should move her. Set her back and explain that no matter what she thought of the situation, she wasn’t in control. But the ring he’d put on her finger winked at him, a reminder that Keira wasn’t the sister of his enemy anymore. She was his.

    Or she would be in a few short hours.

    He bracketed her thigh with a hand, keeping her in place, but didn’t touch her anywhere else. There was no masking his reaction to her, not in their position. Dmitri didn’t bother trying. “Calling me Frankenstein is more than a bit dramatic.”

    She looked up at him, her eyes holding a question he didn’t have a satisfying answer to. “I think it’s time to stop being in denial, don’t you?”

    He recognized the direction she was headed. “You know I want you. I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t.”

    Just like that, the shutters slammed down on her expression. She sat back and he let her go, watching her pull herself together. Her spine went ramrod straight, and she stared at the back of the driver’s head rather than at Dmitri. She crossed her arms over her chest. “No lies between us. That’s what you said. You want me, sure, but don’t pretend any of this bullshit has to do with sex. You need to prove what an international badass you are by marrying the sister of your enemy. An eye for an eye—a wife and a sister. Remember?”

    He knew exactly what she was quoting. The note he’d had delivered to Aiden O’Malley just over a year ago. By my count, you owe me both a wife and a sister. I’ll be content with one of yours. He hadn’t realized Keira had seen it.

    Twin possibilities spun out between them. She was scared and vulnerable, and if he told her that it was her he wanted and not what she represented, she would believe him. It would even be the truth, at least in part. He hadn’t been able to get Keira out of his head from the moment he met her, and he’d manipulated events to ensure they reached this exact moment.

    Telling her that wasn’t telling her the full truth, though. This wasn’t some great love story where he’d been pining for her while her family kept them apart. Dmitri wanted her, yes. He craved the feeling of her body beneath his hands, her taste on his tongue, and her smart mouth around his cock.

    But his craving her had no real relevance in the grand scheme of things. He needed one of the O’Malley daughters to regain his status after the blows the family had dealt him over the last two years. Keira was the only option left.

    Liar.

    It didn’t matter what the truth was, full or otherwise. What mattered was ensuring Keira toed the line. He sat back, trying to ignore the throbbing of his cock, and studied her. “You knew what this was when you climbed out your window and stepped between me and your brother.”

    She finally met his gaze, her hazel eyes fiery in their defiance. “Yes, I did.”

     

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    New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her 2015 title, The Marriage Contract, was a RITA finalist, and RT Book Reviews named it ‘a compulsively readable book with just the right amount of suspense and tension.”  When not writing sexy contemporary and romantic suspense, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her children, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.

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    Shift (The Sign of Love Circle Series Book 1)

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    Shift
    Tonya Clark
    Publication date: October 29th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

    For Cammie Mitchell, getting her dream job was a complete surprise. As a certified, Texas country girl, she was ready to put her medic degree to good use as a personal medic to some of the best riders in Texas. Stepping into an arena, she finds herself shocked to discover that bulls are replaced with bikes. It seems her dream may have just taken a strange and dangerous new twist.

    Kade Maddox is arrogant. And he knows it. This playboy and number one best motocross rider in Texas, has only one thing on his mind; winning. That is, until Cammie walks into his life as Sandy Racing’s, new medic.

    With one trying to keep things professional and the other trying to become the top rider of his sport, neither are prepared for the shift about to happen in their lives. Discover this fast paced new romance novel today.

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    My name is Tonya Clark. I live in a small town in Southern California with my amazingly supportive husband and two daughters. I fell in love with romance in the eighth grade and haven’t put down books since then.

    I own a hair salon, a photography business, and coach soccer, which may leave the question when do I write? It’s how I relax, shutting my brain off to everything else and getting lost in the story. Believe it or not I need noise around me to write and a bowl of peanut M&Ms.

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    Eight Steps to Alpha: A Nerdy by Nature Novel

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    Eight Steps to Alpha
    Taylor Sullivan
    Publication date: October 27th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

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    Elliot Prescott has one question for his ultra-nerdy roommate and best friend, Fe Porto.

    Why can’t he get the girl?

    And she has an answer for him. Or maybe eight.

    With five years of best-friend hood under their belt, they’re about to embark in the project of a lifetime.

    To make Elliot alpha.

    The only catch? They have just four weeks to turn the video game loving Elliot, into a cocky, sexy, tattoo clad beast Fe has read about in her romance novels.

    Can they do it? Or will the flitter of love that’s been brewing under the surface finally get the kindling it’s been longing for?

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    It only took a few minutes before Fe was back and for Elliot to realize she had absolutely no clue how much he bench-pressed. She brought him the wrong size. In fact, she brought him shirts so small, he was pretty sure it would fit a juvenile boy. Elliot was a man, a six-foot-two, two-hundred-pound man, and there was no way these suckers were going to fit him. “Wrong size,” he said, throwing the shirts back over the door. “I need an extra-large.” He flexed his chest in front of the mirror to prove his point. Did she not see this? Did she not notice these weapons of mass destruction?

    The shirt came flying back over the stall, the hanger barely missing his head by a fraction. “You wear a medium. Put it on.”

    He opened the stall door, not caring he wore no shirt, and flashed her a free sample of the gun show. “Fe, come on? Are you serious?”

    She smirked a little, her dimple taunting him. “Your clothes are too big, Elli. That’s part of the problem.”

    He raised a brow. “This,” he argued, grabbing the shirt from its hanger, “won’t fit over my right bicep.”

    She laughed, in a way too amused sort of way, then came forward, took hold of the door handle, and closed it. “Put. It. On.”

    So, he did. And it wasn’t easy. It was sort of like squeezing a python into a hamster hole. But he put it on to appease her, opened the door, and found Fe, immediately covering her mouth to suppress laughter. She eyed him up and down, did the little twirl thing with her finger again, and he turned happily, because she was smiling again—and he’d do anything to make her smile.

    The shirt was white, almost see through because the fabric was pulled so taught, and the sleeves were wrapped around his arms like the casing of a sausage. When he made it full circle, he found her eyes locked on the band of skin right above his waistline. The shirt was a good four inches too short, leaving his belly button, and happy trail completely exposed. He didn’t even know if she was aware what she was looking at, because she seemed as though she was in a trance. But there was no mistaking it—she was staring right there, her hazel-green eyes, like a wheat field hanging on to the barest amount of spring, stuck just a fraction of an inch above his zipper.

    His mighty soldier inched toward a salute, and he turned toward the mirror. “I told you it wouldn’t fit,” he said gruffly, then closed his eyes and forcibly cleared his throat.

    God damn it! Why did this happening to him? At the worst possible time? He began saying Hail Mary’s in his head and tried to calm himself down.

    It wasn’t working.

    “I’ll go get you a large,” Fe whispered, closing the door quietly behind her.

    Good. He thought. Good.


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    Taylor is mom of three young (or not so young) children she loves more than life. She runs them around endlessly, hoping she looks presentable enough to be out in public, and day dreams about fictional characters. Maybe she’s crazy, or maybe she craves the barbie games she played as a little girl a little too much, but that’s where her stories are born. It’s where they blossom, and grow, and eventually breath life on the page of her stories.

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    The Stone Warriors: Gabriel

    The Stone Warriors: GabrielThe Stone Warriors: Gabriel by D.B. Reynolds
    Series: Stone Warriors #3
    Published by ImaJinn Books on October 30, 2018
    Genres: Paranormal Romance, Romance
    Pages: 292
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    It was a time when gods walked the earth, when armies fought not for bits of land, but for the very existence of humanity. On such a battlefield, five formidable warriors stood against an evil greater than any the earth had ever seen. But evil is not an honorable foe. Betrayed by someone they trusted, the warriors were cursed, one by one, tossed into the maelstrom of time, imprisoned in stone, their freedom resting on nearly impossible conditions. Until. . . .

    Gabriel Halldor. . . one of the fiercest warriors the world has ever seen, but his tremendous skill can’t save him from a sorcerer’s curse. Trapped in stone and left lying in darkness for thousands of years, he is, at long last, brought into the sunlight of a Japanese garden, where a young girl comes to sit at his feet and read him stories as she grows to womanhood.

    Hana Himura. . . beloved granddaughter of a Japanese mob boss, raised to the life of a warrior. When death comes for her grandfather, he sends her to the one guardian courageous enough to protect her from a sorcerer who will stop at nothing to have her.

    Raphael. . . the most powerful vampire lord on earth, and the only man who can save Gabriel and Hana from an enemy who would enslave them both.

    Running from the certain death that awaits them in Japan, Hana and Gabriel flee to Malibu and the vampire lord her grandfather called friend. Raphael is magic and power combined, and Gabriel and Hana will need both if they’re going to survive long enough to defeat their enemy and light the flame of desire that’s been simmering between them for years.

    It takes two, to make this world safe!!

    Gabriel the third warrior to be set free from his prison of stone. But the only warrior, who had knowledge about the new world. Thanks, to know huge part by Hana Himura.

    Hana Himura was raised by her grandfather, knowing that one day she, and she alone had the knowledge and power to set Gabriel Halldor free from his prison. When one day, death comes to claim her grandfather in a form of a powerful sorcerer. His main goal was to use Hana, in his ultimate, plan to take over the world.  Unbeknownst to the sorcerer, Hana had her own protector. One of the warriors he himself had encased in stone.

    D.B Reynolds has done it again. In Reynolds’ latest title, Gabriel (Stone Warrior, #3), brings an enjoyable blend of romance and fast-paced storytelling to the paranormal romance genre that didn’t disappoint this reviewer. The story didn’t drag, which was a plus. And if you’re new to reading one of D.B Reynolds books, you will come to love how all her lead characters can take care of themselves…no wilting lilies here.

    I recommend Gabriel (Stone Warrior, #3) to any fan who loves and enjoy a good story.



     

    About D.B. Reynolds

    D. B. Reynolds is the RT and Epic award-winning author of the Vampires in America series of paranormal romance, and an Emmy-nominated television sound editor. D. B. currently lives in a flammable canyon near the Malibu coast, and when she’s not writing her own books, she can usually be found reading someone else’s. You can visit D. B. on her website.

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    Shadow Walker: A Slow-Burn Paranormal Romance (Bloody Hearts Book 1)

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    Shadow Walker
    Anya J. Cosgrove
    (Bloody Hearts, #1)
    Publication date: January 17th 2019
    Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

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    A newborn witch is hunted for her blood. Two brothers, heirs to a demon dynasty, teach her how to survive. A dark enemy closes in…

    Alana is new at being a witch, and she sucks at it. Healing, telepathy, seeing through illusions… she can’t master any of it. She tries martial arts but sparring with the six-foot-three muscular Walker brothers does nothing to help her focus. Alana’s not about to let herself fall for a man—or a demon—especially not the ones that abducted her in an attempt to save her life.

    When a bitter demon learns of Alana’s existence, he’ll stop at nothing to possess her and drive a wedge between the two brothers. If Alana can’t learn to use her powers, she’ll die. If she can’t discern illusion from reality, she’ll lose her mind.

    Nothing stays black and white in a world full of shadows.

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    Anya J Cosgrove lives in Québec with her husband, her beautiful son, and two mischievous cats. She works as a veterinarian by day. She’s a travel and Disney junkie and is passionate about her favorite paranormal series.

    What would Buffy do? Kick ass!

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    OPERATION: Get Holly Laid: A Holiday Fling Novella

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    OPERATION: Get Holly Laid
    Callie Vegas
    (A Holiday Fling novella)
    Publication date: November 16th 2018
    Genres: Erotica, Romance

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    Holly loves Christmas. Or she did until she found her fiancé, Trey, cheating on her. In HER bed.

    The best way to get over a guy Is to get under another one, or so her friends tell her!

    Her besties come up with a plan to help her get over Trey for once and for all.

    They devise a plan which they call ‘Operation: Get Holly Laid.’

    Join Holly and her friends in their laughter, sex, tears & the odd temper tantrum as we find out, did Holly get laid?

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    I write HEA, steamy romance. I am a hopeless romantic at heart with a dirty mind.

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    THE WITCH OF WILLOW HALL Review & Excerpt Tour!!

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    Two centuries after the Salem witch trials, there’s still one witch left in Massachusetts. But she doesn’t even know it. For fans of The Rules of Magic by Alice Hoffman, A Secret of Witches by Louisa Morgan and The Haunting of Maddie Clare by Simone St. James comes an addictive historical debut about strange power, fierce love, family secrets, and how the past haunts us in ways that demand to be seen.


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    cover_The Witch of Willow Hall_Hester Fox_Graydon House Books_Oct 2 2018About The Witch of Willow Hall:

    Title: The Witch of Willow Hall
    Author: Hester Fox
    Genre: Historical Fiction
    Release Date: October 2nd, 2018
    Publisher: Harlequin’s Graydon House Books
    Format: Digital eBook / Print
    Digital ISBN: B077MKGQLR
    Print ISBN: 9781525833014

    Synopsis:

    Two centuries after the Salem witch trials, there’s still one witch left in Massachusetts. But she doesn’t even know it.

    Take this as a warning: if you are not able or willing to control yourself, it will not only be you who suffers the consequences, but those around you, as well.

    New Oldbury, 1821

    In the wake of a scandal, the Montrose family and their three daughters—Catherine, Lydia and Emeline—flee Boston for their new country home, Willow Hall.

    The estate seems sleepy and idyllic. But a subtle menace creeps into the atmosphere, remnants of a dark history that call to Lydia, and to the youngest, Emeline.

    All three daughters will be irrevocably changed by what follows, but none more than Lydia, who must draw on a power she never knew she possessed if she wants to protect those she loves. For Willow Hall’s secrets will rise, in the end…

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    Excerpt:
    Copyright© 2018 The Witch of Willow Hall
    Hester Fox
     

    Hello readers, I’m so excited to share an excerpt with you from my debut novel, THE WITCH OF WILLOW HALL (on-sale October 2, 2018). My name is Hester Fox, and hailing from Boston, I’ve always been fascinated with the rich and oftentimes dark history of this period. My novel takes place in a small New England town over 130 years after the infamous Salem Witch trials, and features a Gothic, melancholy atmosphere, restless spirits, and of course, resilient women. I hope you enjoy this excerpt I’ve pulled for you.

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    Gingerly, I get up, my legs full of pins and needles from sit­ting on the floor so long. Just like the night of the woman in the garden, I can’t stay in the library knowing that someone might be there. I must go and look for myself.

    Even with the sun coming through the windows, illumi­nating the wood floors and catching the light of the crystal lamps, I feel as if I’m making my way through a dark, murky passage. My feet are heavy, as if they know something that my mind does not.

    The door to the dining room is closed. It beckons me, yet repels me, exuding a sense of silent occupation. My ears buzz. A singsong chorus of whispers grows as I approach.

    Are you ready?

    I am here.

    You attract them.

    Are you ready?

    Prepare for what lies ahead.

    Prepare.

    Prepare.

    They mount and mount into a dizzying jumble of sound and I run the rest of the way to the door, my heart in my chest, my eyes squeezed shut. Grasping the knob, I fling open the door. The voices die away.

    I knew it would be there. But it doesn’t stop me from gasp­ing as every part of me curls back in on itself in horror. My blood turns to ice.

    Seated at the table is a woman, or what used to be a woman. She sits as if she has every right to be there, as if she has always been there. A veil covers her face, but it is gauzy and thread­bare, and I can see the contours of the features beneath. Her dress is old, black as night yet opalescent as the moon through a cobweb. Paralyzed with fear, I watch as it moves about her of its own accord, a soft undulation as if she were underwater. And though I can see her as clear as day, the veiled woman in our dining room, there’s a translucence to her, and the pan­oramic wallpaper is just visible behind her. She is like nothing and no one I have ever seen before, and yet she is familiar, as if I have always known her.

    “Come, child.” Her voice comes from everywhere and no­where, and when her words are finished, I have the unnerving feeling that they weren’t spoken aloud at all, but came from within my head.

    She beckons me with a knobby finger, more bone than flesh.

    I can’t drag my gaze away from her face, the sunken holes where there ought to be eyes, the lipless mouth, all teeth and blackness. The cold pie that I just enjoyed churns in my stom­ach and threatens to come up. She beckons me again, and I imagine those long, terrible fingers closing around my neck and choking the life out of me. I imagine them raking me across the face until ribbons of skin flutter from my skull. I stand my ground, unwilling to deliver myself up to her. She is the stuff of my novels, a grotesque horror that titillates on the page, but sends terror into my heart when in the same room as me.

    She gives something like a grunt, and as if able to read my thoughts, says, “One hundred and thirty years of death is not gentle on a body. Come, do not gawk.” I dare not disobey her, so I force my leaden feet to move a few steps closer.

    The smell of decay and death fills the room, sickly sweet and putrid at the same time. My stomach clenches at the memo­ries the odor brings back of Emeline in her coffin. My throat is tight, my mouth cotton, but somehow I’m able to gasp out, “W-who are you?”

    She makes a noise, something between a snort and a laugh, a scraping, rattling sound, though it’s devoid of humor. “Do you not know your own forebear?”

    The blackness of her dress curls around her like a snake, but she sits as motionless as if she were carved of stone. Her still­ness is suffocating, it dares the house to be silent, and punishes the sunlight for filtering in through the window.

    Warily, I come to a halt at the edge of the dining room table. I don’t know what she’s talking about. “Forebear?”

    “Have you not looked upon me since you were a babe? Do you not recognize in me what flows through you?”

    “I…” But then it comes to me. The lace collar, though tat­tered and black as her dress, is unmistakable around her neck. “You’re the woman in the painting. Mother’s ancestor.”

    The inclination of her head is small, barely perceptible.


    Praise for The Witch of Willow Hall:

    “Fox’s spins a satisfying debut yarn that includes witchcraft, tragedy, and love, set in 1821 New England… The inclusion of gothic elements adds a visceral feel that fans of historical fiction with a dash of the supernatural will enjoy.” –Publishers Weekly

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    “Beautifully written, skillfully plotted, and filled with quiet terror, readers will devour this absorbing, Gothic tale of romance and suspense. Perfect for fans of Simone St James and Kate Morton.” — Anna Lee Huber, the national bestselling author of the historical Lady Darby Mysteries

    “Beautifully written, with an intriguing plot full of suspense and mystery, The Witch of Willow Hall will cast a spell over every reader.” — Lisa Hall, author of Tell Me No Lies and Between You and Me

     

    “I was entranced by this intriguing and spellbinding novel with its messages of love and loyalty and being true to who you really are. I hope Hester Fox goes on to write many more such novels–I for one will be buying them.” — Kathleen McGurl, author of The Girl from Ballymor

    “With its sense of creeping menace and chilling undertones, this compelling story had me gripped from the first page. The vividly drawn characters cast their spell so convincingly, I couldn’t stop reading until I discovered what happened to them. A wonderful debut novel.”–Linda Finlay, author of The Flower Seller


    Author photo_Hester Fox_credit Stephanie Patalano PhotographyAbout Hester Fox:

    Hester Fox has a background in the museum field as a collections maintenance technician. This job has taken her from historic houses to fine art museums, where she has cleaned and cared for collections that range from paintings by old masters to ancient artifacts to early American furniture. She is a keen painter and has a Master’s in historical archaeology, as well as a background in medieval studies and art history. Hester lives outside of Boston with her husband and their two cats.

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    HEALER’S NEED Review & Excerpt Tour !

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    When the hunter is your mate, being prey is anything but terrifying… Coyote shifter Tate Allen has been watching Elise Ralston from afar ever since he recognized her as his mate. But when an unknown stalker threatens not only Tate’s clan, but Elise for the gift she was born with, Tate must risk it all to protect his family and the woman he loves. Rhenna Morgan returns with this highly anticipated steamy new release in her Ancient Ink series which fans of Kerry Adrienne’s Shifter Wars will love!


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    Title: Healer’s Need
    Author: Rhenna Morgan
    Genre: Paranormal Romance
    Digital Release Date: October 22, 2018
    Mass Market Paperback Release Date: October 30, 2018
    Publisher: Carina Press
    Series: Ancient Ink #2
    Format: Digital eBook / Print
    Digital ISBN: B07DCS159H
    Print ISBN: 9781982542740

    When the hunter is your mate, being prey is anything but terrifying…

    Coyote shifter Tate Allen has been watching. Learning his mate every possible way before he moves in. Protecting her through the night, always from afar.

    He’ll be the one to teach her about her gifts. He’ll be there when she changes for the first time.

    With him, she’ll fulfill her destiny.

    Elise Ralston loves Tate for the patience he’s shown. The faith he’s demonstrated—denying himself what he needs sexually, even as he teaches her about pleasure.

    For Tate, Elise is willing to try. To revel in touch, to give him control…and to embrace her healer’s need.

    But someone unknown is still stalking the clan, threatening more than Tate and Elise’s bond. And Elise is a prime target—precious for the magic she hasn’t even learned yet.

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    Copyright© 2018 Healer’s Need

    Rhenna Morgan

    His hackles bristled, and a low growl rolled up his throat, his beast chiming in with its own displeasure. In the two weeks since he’d met Elise, his companion had grudgingly played along with the self-imposed distance Tate had kept between them. A distance his instincts insisted was crucial to learn and prepare for the hunt ahead. Hell, the way Elise’s heart had hammered in those first few seconds, distance had been downright necessary. The only reliable action that kept him from pinning her to the floor and taking her right then and there.

    But his coyote was done with waiting. Had exhausted its patience and was ready to get on with the business of winning their mate.

    Almost time. Just a few more hours.

    It was more thought and emotion than actual words, the connection between man and animal as natural as his heart and lungs working in synchronization.

    A twig snapped.

    Tate spun toward the sound, ears tweaking in the direction of soft, but steady footfalls against soil softened by April’s steady rains. Logic told him it was Jade finally showing up to do what he’d asked of her, but with Draven still on the loose and hunting clan primos, the warrior in him wasn’t willing to run on logic alone.

    A second later, Jade strode into view, her long dark hair loose and swinging with each confident step, and the silver charms she’d woven into braids on one side of her head sparking in the waning sunlight. While she wasn’t his sister in the truest sense, they may as well have shared blood. He sure as hell wanted to strangle her right about now the way a blood-bound brother would.

    He waited until she was within ten feet to welcome his shift, the snap and burn beneath his skin as he relinquished his animal form to the Otherworld nothing compared to the impatience twisting his insides. “You’re late.”

    Apparently, he and his coyote weren’t the only ones in a nasty mood, because Jade snarled back at him as only a woman could, a little of her lynx mingling with the sound. “Elise is my friend, not an assignment. If you don’t want to work with my timetable, then get off your ass and engage with your mate the way you’re supposed to.”

    “She’s new.”

    “So? Katy was new, too, and Priest barely let her out of his sight.”

    Oh, Elise hadn’t been far from him. Maybe not always visible, but aside from time spent at work with a tattoo iron in his hand or running down leads on Draven and their missing seer primo when Priest demanded it, Tate had stayed close to her. It’d meant a lot of time in coyote form to maintain control and sleeping hidden outside her home, but he’d kept as tight of a connection as he dared. “She’s different.”


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    Title: Guardian’s Bond
    Author: Rhenna Morgan
    Genre: Paranormal Romance
    Release Date: March 27th, 2018
    Publisher: Carina Press
    Series: Ancient Ink #1
    Format: Digital eBook / Print
    Digital ISBN: B076ZQP3MR
    Print ISBN: 9781335016553

    Priest Rahandras has lived with the darkness trapped inside himself for years. Betrayed by his own brother and forced to watch his clan’s brutal annihilation, the only thing Priest wants more than to escape the curse that haunts him—as both man and beast—is to rebuild.

    Until the mate he’s longed for walks into his life with an elder from his past. She’s everything he’s wished for, and the key to the clan’s very survival.

    Kateri Falsen is a woman of logic and facts. While Priest’s cat can sense her arousal, telling her they’re fated won’t be enough. He’ll have to show her his love: with his words, with his actions, and with his body.

    Protecting Kateri from the evil trapped inside him is paramount. But when lost clan members are systematically murdered, he’ll have to choose between exposing his mate to his black magic, or risking her as the next victim.

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    A Heritage of Death (A Reverend Cici Gurule Mystery, #2)

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    A Heritage of Death
    Alexa Padgett
    (A Reverend Cici Gurule Mystery, #2)
    Publication date: October 23rd 2018
    Genres: Adult, Mystery, Thriller

    An unconventional pastor. A brutal murder. To solve the case, one reverend will look for help from beyond the grave…

    Reverend Cecelia “Cici” Gurule dreams of a bruised and bloodied woman who looks alarmingly like Cici. She’d like to pretend the dream is a nightmare and nothing more, but there are too many coincidences in her waking life to write it off. Like the baby that turns up on her porch–a baby that disappeared weeks before.

    Cici and Detective Sam Chastain race to find the woman, but the killer finds her first. As the trail grows cold, Cici’s only chance to solve the mystery before she becomes the next target may be a clue left by her ghostly twin.

    A Heritage of Death is the second novel in a compelling female sleuth mystery series for fans of Ruth Ware and Gilly MacMillan. If you like convention-shattering heroines, vivid Southwest settings, and a touch of the paranormal, then you’ll love Alexa Padgett’s twisty mystery.

    Buy A Heritage of Death and hold on tight for a white-knuckle thrill ride today!

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    She opened the door that connected to the kitchen to find both her dogs waiting, tails wagging, for her. While she hugged and pet them, she talked about her day.

    “Ready for a walk?” she asked.

    Strolling through the streets, Cici passed a few of her neighbors and waved. The heat stuck to her skin, coating her in sweat and an unwelcome, oppressive blanket.

    She watched Mona frisk around, her plumed tail wagging. Rodolfo stayed close to her side, his pace sedate, his tongue already lolling. Poor boy. Recovering from near-death took time.

    She leaned over and pet his ears.

    “I’m so thankful you’re still with me,” she said. He turned his face up toward hers, brown eyes sharp, tongue sliding to the back of his mouth as his canine grin spread.

    She walked toward the park at the end of the street, planning to let Rodolfo sit by the side of the cottonwoods while she and Mona attempted some fetch. Mona refused to drop the ball once she collected it, instead darting to and fro, and having a delightful doggy game of tag.

    Not Cici’s favorite game but Mona lived for it. They transitioned into the park area and Cici grabbed the ball from her pocket.

    She threw it just as a thick wave of dizziness slammed her, causing her to shut her eyes. A strange tugging sensation rippled over her, one she’d felt before. Cici shook her head, trying to force the vision out of her mind.

    “No. I don’t like that,” she murmured. “Don’t do that to me, Aci. It’s awful.”

    Her sister didn’t listen—not that Cici expected her to.

    Cici continued to fight, but Anna Carmen tugged at her consciousness. Come. See. You don’t have much time.

    “Aci?” Cici asked, her heart aching at the sound of her twin’s voice, even if it was just in her head—in this nightmare. She succumbed to her sister’s voice, desperate for a deeper, a stronger, connection to her twin.

    But her sister was gone, and Cici was back in Grace’s head, how she knew this, she couldn’t say. Just that she knew she was Grace Bruin and she was scared.

    ***

    Becky finally appeared. As soon as Cici, no she was Grace . . . .As soon as she, Grace received the text, she forwarded it to Becky. She snuck out of the police building, her heart hurting for Henry, for herself, but she couldn’t let her baby suffer.

    “There were lights in the cabin. And an old SUV. I think.” Becky swallowed, eyes wide in the dark. “I think it’s the sheriff.”

    Grace’s heart plummeted. “Take Isabel. Get out of here.”

    “I can’t leave you here!”

    “You don’t have a choice. Please, Becky. Please.”

    “Where can I take her?” Becky asked. “There was a Taos police car here earlier. What if all the police are involved?”

    “They might be.” Grace bit her lip, tugging Isabel tighter to her chest. “Go to Santa Fe. To Reverend Gurule. She’ll figure it out. What to tell Henry and everything. Yeah. Go to her.”

    “No, Gracie. I’m not leaving you here.” Large tears tumbled down Becky’s cheeks. “I’m the one who wanted to look into this. I’m the reason you’re here.”

    “We don’t have time to argue,” Grace said, her voice urgent. “He’ll come back soon. He checks in often.”

    “Has he . . .” Becky gulped. “Has he hurt you?”

    Grace held out her daughter again. “Save her for me,” she said, her throat clogged with emotion.

    “I don’t have a car seat.”

    “My car does. It’s out there, right? There’s a key under the driver’s side front tire. In one of those little magnetic boxes. Henry made me get one. He was worried about those stories—you know, babies dying in hot cars.”

    “Okay.” Becky sniffled.

    Grace pulled the sleeping baby closer to her and kissed her daughter’s soft, sweet face. “I love you,” she whispered.

    “Grace . . .”

    Grace turned her face away. Tears dripped from her quivering chin. “Go!”

    Becky picked up the baby and clattered up the stairs. She turned once and looked back, her eyes wide with fear.

    Grace almost called her back as the fear of darkness overwhelmed her.

    What would he do to her once he realized the baby was gone? That someone else knew his secret?

    Grace opened her mouth, about to plead with Becky to take her, too.

    Becky disappeared. The wooden doors slammed.

    And the wait for the inevitable pain began.


    Author Bio:

    With a degree in international marketing and a varied career path that includes content management for a web firm, marketing direction for a high-profile sports agency, and a two-year stint with a renowned literary agency, award-winning author Alexa Padgett has returned to her first love: writing fiction.

    Alexa spent a good part of her youth traveling. From Budapest to Belize, Calgary to Coober Pedy, she soaked in the myriad smells, sounds, and feels of these gorgeous places, wishing she could live in them all—at least for a while. And she does in her books.

    She lives in New Mexico with her husband, children, and Great Pyrenees pup, Ash. When not writing, schlepping, or volunteering, she can be found in her tiny kitchen, channeling her inner Barefoot Contessa.

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    Witching Hour: Sinister Legends

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    Witching Hour: Sinister Legends
    Witching Hour Anthologies
    Publication date: October 23rd 2018
    Genres: Adult, Horror, Paranormal, Thriller

    Bloody Mary…

    Bloody Mary…

    Bloody…maybe we shouldn’t test that just yet.

    Urban legends, fact or fiction, at the end of the day they’re all stories. We know not to spin around the room in the dark whispering her name. We’ve heard about the man with the hook and the terror that stalks the babysitter while she’s home alone.

    But there are other tales told around the fire at night. The man finding the steps into hell and sanity flickering away. Mind control experiments by governments, big and small. The woman married to the man of peculiar tastes. There are the haunted hospitals, sleep trials in Russia and more.

    Slenderman and Bigfoot are nowhere within these stories; these are only the unusual and dark ones, slanted into truth.

    In every legend, there is a seed of truth. Welcome to the Witching Hour.

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    What Sleep Hid By J.M. Butler

    “I’m fine.” Kaya paused, seeing Janis staring intently into the chamber. He didn’t appear to be looking at anyone. His gaze instead was transfixed on a point on the wall.

    “Is everything all right?” Kaya peered inside as well.

    Janis slipped in front of the speaker. Not moving his eyes, he held down the switch. “We’ve passed day six, and you’re all doing quite well. All your vitals check out. Good breathing. Good focus.” He sounded as if he intended to read a bedtime story. Yet his body language was sharp and tight. “Now I want you to take a moment and look around the room. Look at the walls, the floor, the ceiling. Do you see anything new or unusual?”

    Kaya saw nothing. Darryl and the others looked around. They appeared more confused than disturbed.

    Darryl scratched his head. “Should we be worried?”

    “Are there creatures coming in?” Jeremy dropped his book, looking around wildly.

    “What are we supposed to be looking for?” Brenda asked.

    “Just anything that seems unusual,” Janis said, his voice as measured and calm as before.

    Dr. Nem slapped Janis’s hand. “Stop.” He shoved Janis away and pressed the switch. “Please pay no attention to that. Nothing is different. Everything’s fine.”

    Kaya glanced back at Janis. Though he had backed away, his gaze remained fixed on that point. Goosebumps prickled along Kaya’s arms. “What do you see?”

    “Possibly nothing.” Janis forced a smile, but a tremor of fear passed through his face.

    “Possibly?” Kaya echoed.

    The doctor sighed. “Enough, Mr. Janis.”

    Janis’s brow furrowed. He opened his mouth to speak, then left.

    Kaya followed. She quickened her pace as he passed through the doors. “Wait! What did you see?” The doors thudded shut behind her.

    Janis turned on the water fountain and splashed cool water on his face.

    Kaya’s heart raced faster. “What did you see?”

    Janis wiped his face on his sleeve. “There’s now a fissure in our dimension.”

    “A fissure?” Kaya echoed. “Could it be something else? A crack in the glass or the wall?” She hadn’t seen anything though. Maybe he’d imagined it.

    “Perhaps.”

    “Can you sound more convincing?”

    “I’m going to reiterate my first point. This experiment ends in death. You should go.”

    “I’m not leaving Darryl here!” Kaya snapped.

    “Then you and he will die, and there’s probably nothing I can do to stop it!” Janis thrust his hands into his hair and ripped them out. Fine strands of pale blond hair clung to his fingers. He trembled, closing his eyes. “I’ll do everything I can to keep everyone alive. I will. I promised that.” Though his hands still shook, he strode away.

    Kaya watched him, afraid to follow but afraid to return. The terror in his voice, the trembling…that didn’t seem false. Maybe he was only crazy. But her gut warned he wasn’t as wrong as she hoped.

    The Noise Above Us By Alyssa Brocker

    The quiet ticking of Sapphire’s watch is the only sound in the bakery. She’d worked alone many times, but this Saturday morning is different. The slight warmth of the oven, once comforting, now seems too hot, as if it could burn her at any second. The knives, sitting innocently in their correct place, appear almost menacing. She can’t explain it, Sapphire just knows something’s wrong, something’s off.

    What happened yesterday is only part of it. This is a gut feeling that something bad is about to happen. Is she being paranoid? Or are her instincts telling her something her mind hasn’t yet figured out. What would her mom say to her if she were here? Sapphire pauses, a soapy spatula still in her hand.

    She suddenly feels as though someone is watching her, studying her every movement. Slowly she turns, afraid to look, but knowing she must take the chance.

    “Hello… Quinn?” Sapphire calls out for her coworker she knows won’t be here for another half an hour. She audibly gasps when the timer for her cookies alarms. With shaking hands, she reaches in her pocket, quieting the annoying buzzing. Shaking her head, she breathes deeply. She’s being overly suspicious.

    The quiet footsteps interrupt her moment of relief. She’s rooted to her place in front of the sink, absolute fear paralyzing her. Suddenly it sounds like someone’s running at her. Remaining still, afraid to even look away from the sink, she’s frozen.

    As quickly as they start, they stop. It was as if Sapphire had imagined the entire thing. “Mom… help me.” She pleads for someone who isn’t there, someone who could never be there for her again. Minutes click by, as she remains motionless, too terrified to move. With her hands gripping the edge of the sink, she realizes she has to do something, anything. It’s nearly been a twenty minutes of her staring at the soapy water.

    “Uh, I think your cookies are burnt.” Quinn says behind her. Sapphire jumps in surprise. “You okay, Sapphire?” Her small blonde head tilts as she takes in Sapphires state of shock.

    “No, Quinn, I’m not.” Sapphire’s voice cracks. “I feel like someone’s here, Quinn. I don’t know if it’s human, a ghost, or even my dead mother. I just know that I’m not alone. I heard footsteps sprinting at me, and I didn’t do anything! I just stood here.” Quinn stays silent through Sapphire’s breakdown. At the end of it, she seems frightened and relieved at the same time.

    “You hear the footsteps, too?”

     

     

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    Monster Mash Countdown: STUTTER CREEK

    Ann Swann was born in the small West Texas town of Lamesa. She grew up much like Stevie-girl in The Phantoms series, though she never got up the nerve to enter the haunted house. 
     
    Ann has done everything from answering 911 Emergency calls to teaching elementary school. She lives in Texas with her husband, Dude, a rescue cat named Oscar, and a part-time box turtle named Piggy. 
     
    When she’s not writing, Ann is reading. Her to-be-read list has grown so large it has taken on a life of its own. She calls it Herman.

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    Stutter Creek (book one) is a romance, brilliantly hidden within a suspense-filled tale of a psychotic serial killer with a chip on his shoulder. It is also a classic tale of young love lost, and a life of regrettable what-ifs.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

     

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    1. I know several people with the
    same name … Ann Swann
    2. I once had a dog named Snake. He
    is one of the heroes of my novel, TAKERS.
    3. I can wiggle my ears.
    4. I have a silly nickname given me
    by my Grandpa–no, I won’t tell you what it is.
    5. The first time I attended a
    Writer’s Workshop, my short story won first place and caught the eye of a
    literary agent. She told me to call her when my novel was complete. 
    6. By the time my novel was finished,
    I’d lost the agent’s business card and couldn’t contact her. =(
    7. I learned to drive a stick-shift
    Jeep when I married my second husband. Just like in my novel, ALL FOR LOVE. Go
    figure!
    8. When it comes to the business of
    writing, I seem to do everything WRONG!
    9. I am a caregiver for a man named
    Bull. I’ll be blogging about it, soon.
    10. I once had an Appaloosa mare
    named Freckles. She was the sweetest horse ever!

     

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    Catina worked her way through college as a TV reporter and a dating game show host. She’s a sucker for Young Adult romance stories (both real and make-believe). She has a panache for match-making and loves that many of her “set-ups” have resulted in marriages. 
     
    After spending most of her adult life in Las Vegas, Catina traded in tumbleweeds for earthquakes and now lives with her husband and four children near San Diego, California. If she’s not home, chances are you can find her at the beach, Disneyland or In-N-Out Burger.

    Angela Larkin writes clean teen romance and is a big fan of kissing (in life and in books). She’s been a gold miner, a pool cleaner, a mannequin dresser, and a teacher. She’s lived a true romance: meeting her husband in a case of mistaken identity. They recently moved with their four children from the sparkling city of Las Vegas to the shade of the North Carolina Pines. Chances are, she’s reading past bedtime.
     
    True love doesn’t always mean a happy ending. Presley and Landon finally have a chance at a real relationship when they travel back in time, but their leap backward to two months before his accident has altered reality: Landon has no memory of Presley. 
     
    Hurt and lonely, Presley is still determined to save his life, even as Landon’s death-date looms. He’s alive for now, but nothing is like it was . . . Before.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

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    Top 10 Fun Facts/Favorite Things
    1. Worked as a dating gameshow host to pay the bills in college
    2. My maiden name is Cecchini (pronoucned Check-eenie) and I grew up on Chickadee Street. So, Catina Cecchini on Chickadee Street. Try saying that 10 times!
    3. I was secretly in love with my husband for an entire college semester before he even knew I was alive.
    4. I grew up in Beyond’s setting. If I could live anywhere in the world, it would be the Lake Tahoe area.
    5. I love helping other families who, like me, have a child with autism. I’m currently working on developing new services for people with autism in Southern CA.
    6. I love Thai Food
    7. Just tried Sushi for the first time a week ago and after all these years of avoidance, discovered I love it too!
    8. Seriously nearly lost consciousness when I learned BEYOND was #1  in four Amazon categories shortly after its release
    9. Wore sequins for the first time to the Whitney gala this May where Beyond was a finalist in two categories
    10. Actually, I wore sequins in High School too as a member of the dance team! 🙂
     
     
    10 Fun Facts about Angela Larkin (the girl in the white top)
    1. I’ve worked five summers in a gold mine.
    2. I used to dress mannequins at GAP.
    3. I learned how to drive stick in an alfalfa field.
    4. I have a favorite direction: west.
    5. After my first kiss in fifth grade, I went straight home and tried to draw a representation in my journal of how it felt.
    6. I used to choreograph roller skating routines in my garage to the soundtrack of The Little Mermaid. I took it VERY seriously.
    7. I have no idea how much ice cream it would take to make me feel gross. I’ve never reached that point as hard as I’ve tried.
    8. I met my husband in a true case of mistaken identity.
    9. I want to learn Hula and perform it somewhere.

     

    10. Weiner dogs are cuter than all the dogs. And I want one. 

     

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    Baseball Lover

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    Baseball Lover
    Rose Croft
    Publication date: November 14th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

    Rose

    Sometimes life rears its ugly head and messes up your world.

    I know too well. It happened to me five years ago when I lost my fiancé.

    It took me awhile to get back on my feet, but I finally got my life in order.

    Don’t commit. Don’t get attached. Guard your heart.

    Seemed plausible…until a tall, dark and gorgeous man commands my attention.

    He is the worst kind of temptation.

    Funny, charming, and did I mention hot?

    Every woman’s fantasy.

    A professional baseball player.

    Suit up heart because I have no desire to become one of his stats.

    John

    Sometimes life drops a little miracle right in front of you.

    In the form of a beautiful goddess.

    Who’s also intelligent.

    Snarky.

    Oh, and doesn’t fall for my bullshit.

    In fact, I don’t even think she likes me.

    That’s okay.

    I’m an athlete, and I’m used to challenges.

    You don’t make it as far as I have in my sport without having goals in mind.

    I’ll pursue her like I’m pursuing the MVP award this season.

    And, I will conquer.

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    Rose Croft is a wannabe poet and a writer in her own mind. She’s a wife and mom to a beautiful daughter and lives her own happily ever after.

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    The Warrior of Clan Kincaid

    The Warrior of Clan KincaidThe Warrior of Clan Kincaid by Lily Blackwood
    Series: Highland Warrior #3
    Published by St. Martin's Press on July 31, 2018
    Genres: Historical Romance, Scottish Historical Romance, Romance
    Pages: 320
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    LOVE TAKES NO PRISONERS

    Derryth MacClaren is on the run. Traveling under heavy guard, she has been sent from her castle home to avoid capture by the vicious nobleman known as the Wolf, who has vowed revenge against the Clan Kincaid, and any who support them. When a surprise attack leaves her vulnerable, Derryth ends up in the hands of an enemy warrior who claims her, with the Wolf’s blessing, as his prize. But her captor’s gentle words and touch seduce her heart—and body—completely...and when she discovers the tattoo on his arm that proves him to be the legendary, long-believed dead son of the murdered Laird of Kincaid, Derryth knows she must find a way to alter his fate—and her own.

    Cull has no memory of his family or past—all he knows is the life of a warrior, trained to fight on behalf of the Scottish king. If he can help the king’s law officer of the North, the Wolf of Badenoch, defeat a rebellious faction of Highlanders, Cull will be met with untold riches beyond possessing beautiful, innocent Derryth. But now that she has informed him of who he really is—Cullen Braewick, the youngest son of the slain laird—he is torn. If Cull exacts revenge against the Wolf, who executed his father, he stands to lose the precious lass who he has come to love. What is he willing to sacrifice for Derryth to keep her safe...and in his arms?

    If you’re a devoted fan of Historical Romance, then The Warrior of Clan Kincaid, written by Lily Blackwood is one book you want to add to your book collection. In this final installment to Kincaid Brothers’ trilogy, Derrvth MacClaren has everything to fear. Having to run from the castle she has called home to avoid being captured by a vicious overlord known only as the Wolf. She must overcome this fear, when she is captured. Only thing that is keeping her alive, is no one knows who she truly is. But, she knows once her identity is revealed nothing will keep her safe. Cull Braewick doesn’t remember anything of his life before being sold at auction. Now a trained warrior, he’s on a mission to capture the castle of the Kincaid for the crown, or so he thinks. The Warrior of Clan Kincaid, a great story from start to finish. Fast pace and feel with the best chemistry to be found in a Historical Romance. I will recommend this book, heck the entire series to any die hard who love to read about loss, triumph and quick justice.

    About Lily Blackwood

    Lily Blackwood lives in Texas, with her husband, their two teenagers, a devoted red golden retriever, and two rascally cats. She enjoys flea markets, cooking, eating and not cleaning her house! She recently taught herself to knit and has been making a mess with yarn ever since. She loves all things historical and finds it thrilling to imagine a time period where each day held very real dangers, and true love stories and happily-ever-afters were precious and rare. Lily loves to hear from readers! She invites you to visit her website at www.lilyblackwood.com

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    I Know You Like a Murder

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    I Know You Like a Murder
    Amy L. Sauder
    Publication date: October 23rd 2018
    Genres: Adult, Mystery

    A narrator always gets to know the reader before spilling their deepest secret.

    I am a murderer.

    She was just a silly nothing of a girl until I made her rise to fame. A pennything.

    So, reader: sit down, cozy up. I’d offer a cup of tea, but you may worry it’s poisoned, and you may be correct.

    But I can’t just tell you how she died. That’s too easy. Too quick. Buckle up: you’re in for a villainous monologue.

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    The 5 W’s of Murder

    A narrator always gets to know the reader before spilling their deepest secret.

    I am a murderer.

    She was just a silly nothing of a girl until I made her rise to fame. A pennything.

    I imagine a dreary donut-glaze day at the station before I dropped murder in their laps. I’d like to say the coppers pounded down my door in their cliché little way, but really it was a nice rap-tap-tap. Like the children’s ditty: Skunk in the barnyard, pee-yew. Murder in the theater…for you…

    Clueless buffoons, more accustomed to traffic control rather than detective work. I wasn’t considered suspect; for all intents and purposes, I was victim.

    “Tell us what happened.” “Did you notice anything out of the ordinary?” “Any odd or unusual behavior?” and the kicker: “Is there anyone who would have motive?”

    “Don’t we all,” I said. “Don’t we all hold a reason to kill.”

    I wasn’t much help. Why would I be? I divulged a dozen motives, to bait their sniffers a million directions, all but mine.

    I don’t think they liked me all that much. Whatever. I wasn’t looking to impress. I was looking to distract. Once their curiosities turned elsewhere, I could move on to tell you, my now-avid readers, the story.

    My story.

    Our story.

    If a tree falls in the forest and no one hears, does it make a sound? If a person is murdered and the tale is not told, did it happen?

    And so, I have found my audience. Yes, you. Won’t you read my story, sleuth it out? I take the role of murderer, now you fancy yourself a detective.

    Sit down, cozy up. I’d offer you a cup of tea, but you may worry it’s been poisoned, and you may be correct. But hold it, dear reader, don’t twist your shirt in a bundle before I give you all the pieces.

    What: death, cold and sudden

    Where: the most dramatic place for murder, the theater

    When: the top of Act III, naturally

    Who: Too many names, there are too many names in the world. I only remember the one girl. Don’t be indignant when you struggle to recall names, too.

    No matter. I will choose some form of name to distinguish the lot. Let’s call them:

    Madame Director,

    Homeless Hag,

    Facilities Hawk,

    Villains 1 & 2,

    Shy Boy,

    Makeup Artist,

    and Cami’s BFF.

    But the one you’re waiting for: Camille. Or Cami now, to be more relatable, more likeable. Hear the sounds roll off your tongue: the name Cami skips playfully from your mouth, while the nasal sound of Camille bodes aloof, unapproachable. The name change is product branding or whatever.

    She’s a washed up writer. Now scriptwriter and also, get this, leading lady. She scooped that right up, and Madame Director allowed it even though Cami has never performed on stage.

    Why: Cami got one of the useless English degrees and expected it was worth something. Interned at a publishing company, but they wouldn’t look at her manuscript without an agent; and she couldn’t interest an agent though she had an in with a publisher.

    She’d tell that sob story, then with a twinkle in her eye promise that this theatrical production would put us all on the map.

    Hopeful.

    Deluded.

    But I would make her keep that promise.

    Alibis are useless in this investigation, because all of us, of course, were at the theater when it happened. As for motive, don’t we all have something worth killing for?

    If you were a Criminal Psychologist maybe you’d have this case wrapped up by now. Tell me, which of the listed characters am I, the murderer?

    But statistically speaking, you likely aren’t a Criminal Psychologist, so here you are. Still reading. So many questions.

    You know, you could hand this over to a Criminal Psychologist to solve. But I don’t think you will. Not now.

    It’s not real, you say. It’s a book. And you’ll pore through this story looking for answers, intrigued by the tale, fascinated by death.

    Okay, detectivize. Draw up a grid, write up characters and clues, cross off cleared suspects. Or whatever you crime buffs do. Maybe you have the cliché marker board to track your clues, or maybe you have the string linking ideas throughout a crime-solving room. You sure get off on this stuff, don’t you?

    So let’s get to it. What I haven’t told you yet is How. But I can’t just tell you how she died. That’s too easy. Too quick. Buckle up: you’re in for a villainous monologue.


     

     


     

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    Amy L. Sauder is a writer, educator, and creative. She has been called quirky meta mystery and walking fairytale. In her not-so-spare time, Amy coaches other writers and sells artistic fashion finds. While she has a degree in English, that has yet to land her amidst a murderous plot. Hopefully that doesn’t change.

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    Review & Excerpt Tour for QUICK FALL by Michelle Dayton!

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    QuickFall_500pixTitle: Quick Fall
    Author: Michelle Dayton
    Published: October 8, 2018
    Publisher: Self-published
    Series: Tracy Brothers #2
    Genres: Contemporary Romance
     

    Justin Tracy, the perennial life of the party, is used to being teased by his friends about his success with the ladies.  Not that he’ll ever get serious with one.  Why should he?  His life is absolutely perfect the way it is. But at his brother’s bachelor party, a drunken bet about his womanizing skill gets a little out of control. Before he knows it, his friends have invited his new tenant – a woman he’s never even met – to go to his brother’s wedding with him.

    Single mom Maddy Trainor has just moved back to Chicago, ready to reclaim her life and conquer the city.  Maddy’s determined to get her new business off the ground and build a happy home for her son, Teddy.   She didn’t expect a gorgeous landlord, but ogling Justin Tracy is definitely a bonus to her new apartment.

    Justin intends to apologize to Maddy for the out-of-the-blue wedding invitation and get gone, but his new neighbor turns out to be funny, whip-smart, and sexy as hell.  Why not take her to the wedding for real?  Just as friends, of course.  To Maddy, the wedding – one night of champagne and dancing with a self-admitted Peter Pan – sounds like amazing no-strings fun.  But the sparks that blaze between the two of them can’t be contained to one night.  And two people who think they have life figured out are about to realize they know nothing about love …

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    Copyright © 2018 Michelle Dayton

    Ding!

    Justin caught her hand and pulled her out of the elevator before the doors even had a chance to fully open. “I’m all the way at the end of the hall.”

    He was walking too fast for her sore feet; she tripped in her heels. “Wait. Slow down. My feet. Blisters.”

    He assessed the complicated gold sandals. “How long does it take to get those off?”

    Given the tiny buckle on the ankle strap … with the way her hands were shaking… She sighed. “Two minutes.”

    He grinned, mischief sparking in his eyes. “That’s two minutes too long.” Without another word, he lunged forward and threw her over his shoulder in a fireman’s hold.

    Maddy shrieked. She’d never been picked up literally by a man before. Upside down, she felt both ridiculous and ridiculously feminine. Uncontrolled laugher—her noisy, high-pitched kind—bubbled out of her mouth. She wouldn’t have thought she could move from unspeakable arousal to hysterical laughter in the space of five seconds, but apparently that’s what Justin did to her.

    “Almost there,” he called.

    Another thirty seconds and he carefully set her down. She clung to his shoulders until she stopped quivering. Eyes sparkling, Justin inserted the key card into the lock. “After you.”

    “Oh,” she breathed. The room was so pretty. Dark wood furniture, a crisp, white duvet on the bed, and an incredible view of Michigan Avenue.

    “The hotel sent up a bottle of champagne as a thank you,” Justin said. “Can I pour you a glass?”

    “Please.” She’d stopped drinking at the wedding once the dancing had started. Since that was more than three hours ago, she was stone-cold sober now. And since the laughter had subsided and the fact that she was in a hotel room with a man was sinking in, a glass of liquid courage would be very welcome indeed.

    Although … she wasn’t nervous, actually. There was nothing to be nervous about. She was a grown woman whose child was perfectly safe. For once, her legs were shaved and her bikini area was waxed. She was with a no-strings-attached man, but one who was genuinely kind and committed to his family. Someone funny. Someone trustworthy.

    Justin handed her a glass of champagne and finished removing his bow tie.

    Someone unbelievably gorgeous. Someone who wanted her badly, if his hungry expression was anything to go by.

    She set her champagne glass on the nightstand and slowly turned. “Unzip me?”


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    There are only three things Michelle Dayton loves more than sexy and suspenseful novels: her family, the city of Chicago, and Mr. Darcy. Michelle dreams of a year of world travel – as long as the trip would include weeks and weeks of beach time. As a bourbon lover and unabashed wine snob, Michelle thinks heaven is discussing a good book over an adult beverage

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    Subzero (BearPaw Resort #4)

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    Cambria Hebert
    (BearPaw Resort #4 )
    Publication date: October 19th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense, Thriller

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    My best friend, Liam Mattison, was born with snow in his veins.

    Me? Ice.

    Maybe that’s why my eyes are this color. Maybe it’s because I was born in Caribou, where there’s more snow than sun.

    I always knew I had a chill within me, but after my time with the army, that chill froze over. I saw and did things most people couldn’t fathom. I made contacts with people who were more beast than man.

    I came home altered, and there was no going back.

    Except I did. It had to be done, and I didn’t regret it.

    But now I’m thrust back into a world where people had forgotten my name. Back into a past I walked away from.

    Memories of all the things I’ve done, of the people I’ve left behind, are floating to the surface.

    The late-night summons wasn’t really unexpected.

    The request was.

    Saying no is impossible when you’re the only man equipped for the job. Saying no is difficult when what you really want to say is yes.

    So here I am, past and present colliding with a woman I intentionally left behind. A woman who needs me to keep her alive.

    I made a promise, and I will keep it.

    Even if I die doing it. Even if it means the ice inside me goes subzero.

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    The gun I held with both hands hit the dirt, and I hit my knees. “Kitten,” I rasped out, shoving Liam away and reaching for her. “Kitten, honey, where are you hit?”

    I gripped her shoulders and pulled her into me, scanning her face, her neck, her shoulders, panicking, searching for a bullet wound, looking for blood.

    Her eyes popped open. “Alex,” she whispered.

    My stare sprang to hers. “Tell me, baby. Tell me where you’re hit.”

    She sighed a little and snuggled close, then suddenly stiffened and wrenched away. I went to grab her back, still freaking the fuck out, but she yelled, “I’m not shot!”

    I reached for her anyway. She grasped my hand and glared at me. “Alex! I’m not shot!”

    I fell back onto my haunches, still gripping her hand so she had to move a little with me. “You aren’t?”

    “No.” She held her arms out. “See?”

    Anger filled my throat. “Then what the fuck were you groaning on the ground for?”

    Good God! She took nearly twenty years off my life!

    “Because this creep threw me on the ground and jumped on me!”

    Daniel came out of nowhere, grabbing up Liam by the back of his neck and putting him a choke hold.

    I lurched up and shook my head. “It’s Liam.”

    Daniel dropped him immediately. “My bad.”

    “You’re fucking lucky you didn’t put a bullet in him,” I swore.

    “Sorry,” Daniel said, sheepish.

    Liam straightened his shirt and glanced at me, lifting a brow. “Kitten? Honey? Baby?”

    “Fuck you, Mattison.”

    He turned to Sabrina. “You have a real name?”

    She crossed her arms over her chest and sniffed. “You’re bigger on TV.”

    Liam grinned. “Still took you to the ground.”

    “You better watch yourself.” I warned him.

    Liam took my threat mildly, squinting at me. “I take it you know this little criminal?”

    Sabrina gasped.

    I laughed.

     

    Author Bio:

    Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

    Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

    Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

    Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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