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    Creatus Talis

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    Creatus Talis
    Carmen DeSousa
    Publication date: December 18th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Paranormal

    For four thousand years, creatus elders have insisted that the creatus population concealed themselves from human beings because humans had hunted the creatus almost to extinction…

    But one woman’s research reveals that when creatus first arrived on this planet, humans didn’t fear the alien beings that looked so much like the human race. That is, until the creatus started to breed with humans, creating a ferocious killer feared by humans and creatus alike. A creature so fierce that its legacy of death and destruction has fed nightmares for millennia. And now, a new breed of creatus has been born — or rather, reborn.

    Vev, one of the first generations of creatus talis, finds herself torn between her younger family members and a forbidden love as she fights to save the young talis from being turned into a weapon — or worse, annihilation.

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    Hesitantly, Vev stepped forward. She’d never kissed a male before. Wasn’t even sure how it worked. She’d read about it, of course. Watched it. But as with everything, her knowledge only took her so far. Life experience, she was learning, was invaluable.

    Zach’s heart rate sped up again, and the musky scent she’d noticed intermittently throughout the day escalated. Every beat of his heart fanned the potent scent, filling the room. In response, all of Vev’s senses intensified, as though she were hunting game.

    “Vev,” he said, stepping toward her again, “please stay.” His hand stroked her cheek, brushing back a strand of hair. He took another step, this time slipping his arm around her waist.

    The pounding in Vev’s heart exploded into such a fast rhythm she could hardly breathe. She gulped, licked her lips. Zach moved just his head toward her this time, pressing his lips to hers. A kiss. Her mouth parted unconsciously as his mouth moved back and forth.

    She closed her eyes and inhaled. He smelled so good. So delicious—Vev pulled back so fast that Zach fell forward.

    She twisted her body, jerking away. The door. The sun must have set. Regardless, she needed to leave.

    “What happened?” Zach’s voice cracked.

    “I must go.”

    “Vev?” His warm hand made contact with her shoulder and she lurched forward, as far away as the room allowed.

    She wheeled, facing him. “I’m not human, Zach. Can’t you see that?”

    His lips turned up slightly, revealing curved lines that framed his mouth. “You feel plenty human to me.”

    “I’m not!” Vev insisted. She reached for the only thing in her vicinity. A broom. She snatched it from the corner and held it up. She didn’t know how much strength humans had. According to Marguerite, not much. “Can you break this?”

    “Why would I want to break my broom?”

    Vev huffed out a breath. “Can you?”

    “I guess. If I leveraged it against something, I could.”

    Vev brought the broom down over her knee, splitting it in two, then squeezed her hands around each part, pulverizing the wood until each piece was nearly sawdust. She released the slivers and shards, crumbling the pieces.

    Zach’s eyes grew wide. His heart raced disturbingly fast. She hated scaring him, but she had to make him see the danger. Marguerite had said that her research revealed that the earliest humans hadn’t been afraid of creatus, but that they had become jealous of their beauty and strength, and started hunting them. Vev had never understood that. Now she did. Humans hadn’t hunted the original creatus because they were jealous; they’d been frightened. Because humans smelled good. Because even though she liked the feel of Zach’s kiss, a part of her imagined biting his neck and feasting.

     

    Author Bio:

    My stories overflow with romance, suspense, a hint of humor and, of course, a few Kleenex moments. After all, what would a great story be without an emotional event setting the stage? All of my novels are sensual, but not erotic, gripping but not graphic, and will make you cry, laugh, love, and hope. Although some of my books include supernatural or ghostly beings, my stories dance on the edge of make believe. My hope is that as you read my stories, you’ll wonder, “Hmmm…what if?”

    Like most authors, I blame my leap into a full-time career as a professional writer on my love of reading. Reading has always been an escape for me. When life was rough as a child, I could always disappear into a book. But I found something else too… I discovered that writing out my thoughts was healing. Not only could I create hope for my protagonists, but I could do away with the antagonists–legally.

    When I penned my first novel, “She Belongs to Me,” I allowed only my cousin and best friend to read it. They are the reason I write. They pushed me to publish, as they felt my stories would give hope to others who’ve experienced tragedies. So now, even though I still write for myself, I also write for my readers who continually tell me that my words touched their soul.

    Currently, my husband of twenty-seven years and I live in California with a very spoiled “rescued” calico we lovingly refer to as “Baby Kitty,” even though she’s eleven years old. Hubby and I love to experience different areas, so we move a lot. We’ve lived on both of Florida’s coasts: Cocoa Beach and Tampa Bay; Charlotte, North Carolina; Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania; Chicago, Illinois; Bullhead City, Arizona; and now the Northern Central Valley of California. But we’re always looking for our next adventure, so we travel every chance we get.

    Most of my novels share some of our favorite hobbies, mostly, anything to do with the great outdoors. We both love to read on the beach–or in a coffee shop if it’s raining–and if the weather is really nice, we love to go kayaking and hiking. We rarely spend our days off at a movie theater or the mall. In fact, I hate shopping, and my hubby would rather do anything other than take me to a movie when I’ve already read the book. 🙂

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    Merciless (Alpha Bodyguard #2)

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    Merciless
    Sybil Bartel
    (Alpha Bodyguard #2)
    Publication date: November 6th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

    Bodyguard.

    Mercenary.

    Gun for hire.

    I didn’t care what you called it, the end result was always the same.

    You paid me for a job, you got results. The Marines trained me to shoot, but life taught me to aim. Working for the best personal security firm in the business was a stepping stone. Put in my time, build the résumé, then move on. I didn’t do attachments, on any level.

    Until a smoking-hot former one-night stand crossed the street in front of me, holding a kid who was my spitting image. She tried to play it off, deny he was mine. She said she didn’t remember me, right before she turned around and ran. She thought she’d made a clean escape.

    But she was about to find out how merciless a bodyguard could be.

    *MERCILESS is a sexy new standalone book in the Alpha Bodyguard Series.

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    Holding a pile of bar towels, wearing clothes two sizes too big, her hair was a fucking mess of curls. Her gaze cutting to Dax, then me, she faltered. Pulling her arms in close, she rasped out an apology. “Sorry. I didn’t know we were open yet.”

    Scratchy, sleep rough, and sexy as fuck, her voice went straight to my dick.

    Dax gentled his tone. “It’s okay, Brookelyn. This is my friend, Collins.”

    Unable to look away, I stared at her deep blue eyes. “Hey.”

    Skittish like a cornered animal, her stormy-eyed gaze locked on mine for a split second then darted to Dax. “I’ll finish up later.”

    Dax held his beer up. “You want to join us?”

    Before he’d even finished asking the question, she was shaking her head. Her silky, almost black curls bounced around, and she tossed the towels on the cooler. “I gotta go.” She hightailed it back the way she came.

    I stared after her, feeling like I’d just been sucker punched. Then said more than I should. “She’s pretty.” Even in her baggy clothes I could tell she had curves that’d make a man weak.

    “Don’t even think about it,” Dax warned, practically growling at me. “She doesn’t need your brand of trouble.”

    “I’m not trouble. I don’t fuck with women.” I was never around long enough.

    He leveled me with a look. “The only thing you do is fuck with them.”

     

    Author Bio:

    Sybil Bartel grew up in Northern California with her head in a book and her feet in the sand. She dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew her into the world of storytelling. She loves the New Adult genre, but any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes her swoon.

    Sybil now resides in Southern Florida and while she doesn’t get to read as much as she likes, she still buries her toes in the sand. If she isn’t writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in her backyard, you can find her spending time with her handsomely tattooed husband, her brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer…

    But Seriously?

    Here are ten things you probably really want to know about Sybil.

    She grew up a faculty brat. She can swear like a sailor. She loves men in uniform. She hates being told what to do. She can do your taxes (but don’t ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks her out. Her favorite word is desperate…or dirty, or both—she can’t decide. She has a thing for muscle cars. But never reply on her for driving directions, ever. And she has a new book boyfriend every week—don’t tell her husband.

    To find out more about Sybil Bartel, be sure to follow her on Twitter (she loves to hear about your favorite book boyfriend!), visit her website, like her on Facebook or join her Facebook group Book Boyfriend Heroes for exclusive excerpts and giveaways.

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    Fate’s Fools (Fate’s Fools, #1)

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    Fate’s Fools
    Ophelia Bell
    (Fate’s Fools, #1)
    Publication date: November 6th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

    How do you find a soulmate – without a soul?

    Deva Rainsong was meant to be nothing more than a vessel to house the enemy’s soul. Bred in a lab with a link to the enemy’s bloodline, she is a mix of all four higher races and the only creature of her kind. No one, not even her family, knows how she works, or what she is truly capable of. And now, with the death of the enemy in the last war, Deva has lost her purpose. Despite the deep connection she forms with five men along her journey, love without a soul can only be an empty affair. Deva refuses to bind any man to that meaningless existence.

    Unclaimed, empty, and soulless, Deva has been left with nothing but a deep, cold longing for a love that Fate will never offer. But, when Fate hounds begin hunting members of the bloodline, it becomes Deva’s personal quest to find out how to stop them. With her special link, and her five suitors in tow, she is in a singularly unique position. Together, the band of six will embark on a mission to uncover the secrets of bloodline souls, love, rogue Fate hounds, and the true extent of Deva’s powers…

    Warning: this story is a fast-burn HOT and steamy reverse-harem odyssey, with some M/M content, not meant for the faint of heart (or libido)… #whychoose!

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    The ursa claim that when they go on their pilgrimage as young adults, they do this thing they call “soul searching.” I’ve always wondered what this meant. Are their souls like vessels that need to be emptied out like old luggage and filtered through to find clues to their true path in life? Or are they missing their souls and the pilgrimage is how they find them?

    I’ve never asked anyone else this question before because I kind of already know the answer. Their soul searching was a journey to understand the souls they already possessed. I’d have liked to think that my own pilgrimage was the same thing, except I was probably fooling myself.

    First of all, I’m not really on a pilgrimage at all. I ran away from home and my family is probably looking for me.

    And second, I don’t have a soul, which is a double-edged sword. It means I’m nearly impossible for my family to find, but it also means I am missing the one thing that could probably tell me where I belong in the world, and I’m fairly certain my own quest isn’t going to lead me to it.

    Ever since I ran, I’ve been going through the motions of this so-called “soul search,” but haven’t really learned a whole lot about myself that I didn’t already know. I’m an infinitely adaptable creature and a quick study, yet the powers I was born with are still wimpy as fuck. Three weeks into a self-imposed exile from the life I knew, all I’d really learned were things related to the human world to which I’d fled.

    Humanity was both amazingly resilient and heart-breakingly fragile at the same time. I finally understood why the higher races were so drawn to them. Why the dragons used to collect human mates and hoard them like treasure.

    That particular instinct wasn’t exactly dormant in me. Thanks to my somewhat unorthodox origins, I was magically linked to a special segment of humanity that was infused with divine blood. And thanks to that blood, there was something distinctly magical hurting some of the humans of the bloodline.

    My deepest instincts urged me to protect them. Whether it was my dragon nature at work, or a trait of one of the other four races that ran in my blood, I kind of wanted to take half the bloodline home with me just to keep them safe. That would have solved a lot of issues, but it wasn’t exactly feasible to show up in the Dragon Glade or one of the other three sacred homes of the four higher races with a whole pile of humans in tow.

    Even if I could go home. One of the few things I’d learned about myself was that I was stubborn as hell. I was part human, so that resilience and tenacity was there, but I was also immortal, so not so fragile, at least not on the outside. I couldn’t leave the human world until I’d figured out what was hurting the people I was linked to and why, even if it meant keeping watch over the one thing they possessed that I didn’t: their souls.

    The irony was not lost on me.


    Author Bio:

    Ophelia Bell loves a good bad-boy and especially strong women in her stories. Women who aren’t apologetic about enjoying sex and bad boys who don’t mind being with a woman who’s in charge, at least on the surface, because pretty much anything goes in the bedroom.

    Ophelia grew up on a rural farm in North Carolina and now lives in Los Angeles with her own tattooed bad-boy husband and four attention-whoring cats.

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    Fool’s Folly (Fate’s Fools, #2)

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    Fool’s Folly
    Ophelia Bell
    (Fate’s Fools, #2)
    Publication date: December 2018
    Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

    Don’t f*ck with Fate.

    Deva Rainsong has found her dragon soul, but she still feels incomplete. As a chimera, bred in a lab from the blood of all four higher races and human blood combined, it will take no less than a fragment of a soul from all five races to complete hers.

    Yet even as she starts to believe that she can finally be complete and all her powers awakened, her hopes are dashed when the second soul gift from her ursa lover comes with unexpected side effects. And to top it off Fate itself has redoubled efforts to seek out and destroy all the members of the bloodline.

    Fate doesn’t like loose ends, and Deva’s very existence is upsetting the balance. Will she be able to strike a compromise or be forced to run to escape Fate’s wrath?

    Warning: this story is a fast-burn HOT and steamy reverse-harem odyssey, with some M/M content, not meant for the faint of heart (or libido)… #whychoose!

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    Ophelia Bell loves a good bad-boy and especially strong women in her stories. Women who aren’t apologetic about enjoying sex and bad boys who don’t mind being with a woman who’s in charge, at least on the surface, because pretty much anything goes in the bedroom.

    Ophelia grew up on a rural farm in North Carolina and now lives in Los Angeles with her own tattooed bad-boy husband and four attention-whoring cats.

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    Billionaires Club (Welcome to the Club, #1)

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    Billionaires Club
    (Welcome to the Club, #1)
    Published by: Crave Publishing LLC
    Publication date: November 6th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

    People say size doesn’t matter, but in a world ruled by cash and currency, the size of your bank account does.

    When it comes to the survival of the richest, hundreds have no worth. Thousands are mere pocket change. And millions are nothing more than a beginner’s stepping stone.

    But when it comes to blistering hot passion, money doesn’t always speak the language of love. There’s the billionaire boss who falls for her sinfully gorgeous employee. And the rich construction worker whose world changes after a hot encounter with a girl from the other side of the tracks. Dollars can’t be turned to hearts.

    Follow the characters of these five intertwined novellas and discover that you can’t put a price tag on romance.

    All bets are off when finding love is worth more than millions, and risking it all might just be worth it.

    Because in this world… it’s all about the billions, baby…

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    Whatever You Want by Chevoque

    Out of his close proximity, she released a held-in breath and entered the room. Inside, she realised she hadn’t even thanked him, so as she turned back, she found he hadn’t quite stepped away either, and their faces were millimetres apart. The silence persisted, as his smouldering eyes captivated her while her knees locked for a moment too long, before she stepped back.

    “Uhm, thank you and goodnight. I seemed to have momentarily lost my manners,” she managed to say.

    “Yeah, same to you,” he casually countered, which had her feeling disappointed, as she had hoped he also felt that electric buzz between them, but it clearly hadn’t affected him in the same way. His footfalls headed toward his room and then they stopped.

    She peeked around the corner of the doorjamb and saw him look back over his shoulder. Her breath caught at the stark picture it painted, while nothing but the fear of consequences kept her from running after him.

    “Just once?” he softly asked.

    She took a steadying breath, knowing exactly what he meant. “Yes.”

    He turned around with need in his eyes, while she rushed out of the room and met him halfway, with her arms already stretched out.

    The collision of their bodies echoed in their lips finding each other’s, while his arms encircled her. The frenzied feelings burst into chaos as she felt his tongue slither over her lower lip before he nipped at the flesh.

    A yearning mewl escaped her, and the little space left between them was closed as he lifted her up and she crossed her legs around his hips. Pressing her up against the wall, their tongues danced along with their bodies as he steadily ground his hard member against her sex.

    Whatever this was meant to be, she’d rather not think about, but in a few seconds of clarity, she knew this went against the code of conduct for Salexis and her personal morals, so she pushed him away.

    He immediately set her down and stepped back until he hit the wall behind him.

    Through the panting she found his eyes, familiar eyes she pretended to love for over a year, without realising she had done just that. It wasn’t the love she shared with Joel, it was different in every way, but she had avoided seeing it until now that she was close enough to see it in his eyes, knowing she would soon lose it.

    A Billion Reasons by Elsa Kurt

    Jenna gasped a little as their lips touched. He was so gentle, his touch so tender, that tears sprung to her eyes. There were no comparisons to the way Griffin Pierce kissed her, it was passionate yet sweet, and she wanted the moment to last forever. The way his hand traced the curve of her jaw, then coiled through her hair, his fingertips scratching her scalp in slow circles. Every touch, every move was made with sweet reverence. No touch was made without consent, no kiss was demanded…only asked.

    He led her from the table, deftly snagging a blanket from under the trolley—one that Tilly had no doubt had the foresight to leave for them—and led her to the now moonlit beach by the lake. There he opened the blanket with a flick and let it settle on the sand. Griff took her face in his hands and searched her eyes for the answer to an unasked question. She slipped one strap off her shoulder, letting it drop. Jenna gave a small, encouraging nod, and Griff’s hand teased a trail down her throat, across her collarbone. His fingers slipped under the other strap, and as he lowered it, he placed a soft kiss on her bare, moonlit skin.

    Her head fell back, and she sighed his name as her dress fell to the ground with a whisper. Then his lips found hers again, and they kissed deeply. Griff lowered her to the blanket, then pulled off his shirt. He kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his pants with measured, deliberate movements, like a man ready to love a woman slowly and thoroughly. He was by far the most beautiful man Jenna had ever seen. With a sense of wonder, Jenna realized that her heart wanted him as much as her body did. There were no warning bells, no voice of caution hissing in her ear. There was only Griff and the moonlight.

    He laid down beside her, brushed the long hairs away from her face, and gazed down at her with the same awed wonder she felt. “Sweet girl, what have you done to me, hmm?”

    Jenna smiled and raised her hand to his face. It was small against his warm, rough cheek and tickled her palm when he nuzzled against it. She giggled and said, ‘Oh, what have you done to me, old man?”

    He gave her a look of mock indignation, then winked as he said, “I’ll show you old man,” just before he kissed her and rolled her on top of him.

    They made slow, unhurried love under the stars and moon, exploring each other’s bodies with lips, tongues, and hands. They whispered sweet words against one another’s skin and held on tightly in the most profound throes of passion. Then, in the pre-dawn hours, they ran back to the estate and into Jenna’s guesthouse, where they fell into bed. She curled against Griff and slept soundly for the first time in years.

     

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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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    The doctors wouldn’t allow Kade to stay the night, hospital policy, although Kade tried to use his charm to persuade a couple of the nurses and then blamed me for losing his touch with the ladies, sprouting off how fallen in love with me has taken away his game.

    The doctor did however come in early this morning and told me they were releasing me. I made a phone call to Krystal and told her to not say anything to Kade. I wanted to surprise him at the track. Her and one other crew member came and picked me up around ten and even though the pain was almost unbearable I couldn’t miss his race.

    They were just setting up on the starting line when I finally made it. Michael even had a special spot for me all set up in the announcer’s booth. This had to be the best spot, I could see the whole track from here and there was no chance of flying motorcycles coming at me.

    “Well isn’t this a sweet treat, we are honored to have our little hero from yesterday joining us up here in the box, Miss Camille Mitchell from the Sandy Racing Team.”

    Everyone in the stands turned to look up at the announcer’s box cheering, but my eyes met with Kade’s very surprised ones. I wanted to down there next to him, but this is where I was able to convince Michael I would be alright and he finally gave in, so at least I’m here.

    “I love you,” I mouthed to Kade and even with his helmet on I can see his smile in his eyes.

    Author Bio:

    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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    The Dirty Ones

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    The Dirty Ones
    J.A. Huss
    Publication date: December 4th 2018
    Genres: Dark Erotic Suspense

    They say write what you know.

    So that’s all I did.

    I wrote dirty. I wrote erotic. I wrote… the truth.

    And then they called me a liar.

    But it’s not me who’s lying.

    It’s them.

    The Dirty Ones is a brand new dark romance about the secret world of erotica authors releasing December 4, 2018.

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    JA Huss is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller’s list 21 times in the past four years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.

    Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively, her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017, and her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018.

    She lives on a ranch in Central Colorado with her family.

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    HARD TRIGGER by S.L. Hannah Sales Blitz!

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    Join us for a special one-day sales blitz for S.L. Hannah’s HARD TRIGGER! Snag up this this dark and sexy enemy to lovers tale for only $.99! Don’t miss this fast-paced and sexy story where Victoria finds herself entwined with a lover on the opposite side of a bloody feud.

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    Title:  Hard Trigger

    Author: S.L. Hannah

    Release Date: August 28, 2018

    Publisher: AOH Publishing

    Genres: Romantic suspense

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    “Your mother’s opiates are coming from Jose Herrera’s distribution network.” My pulse races as my stepfather speaks these words. Because taking on the Herreras also means taking on Diego.

     

    Reckless, and hardened by a volatile past, Victoria does not see a future with Diego Herrera as a realistic option. As their childhood friendship ignites, they find themselves on opposite sides of a bloody feud between the two most powerful families in Mexico City. And she’s a Moreno now—brought up to be the secret weapon nobody suspected.

    But Victoria can’t deny the attraction. Diego’s commanding muscles, the coarse, dark hair of his solid chest, that rugged scar above his sensuous lips…

    Loyalty is in the eye of the beholder.

     

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    He smacks the seat with a fist. “Stay away from José. This is not your problem. It’s ours. The Herreras.”

    I place the cool water bottle against my neck. “I’m just here to make deals for some sugar transport. For the Morenos.”

    Diego lunges towards me, grasping at the straps of my dress. I gasp at his sudden nearness.

    “I’m fucking serious, Victoria. José isn’t some malandro with no family, friends, history, or name. He isn’t Teresa.” He lets go. “You should never have gotten involved with…this.”

    He grunts and slides me into the corner. His face is as close to mine as it’s ever been without us breaking into a passionate kiss.

    “José is the second in command.” He grips my shoulder. “In my family.”

    Pressed between the hard leather and Diego’s hard torso, I can’t decide whether this is an invitation to fight him or fuck him.

    My breathing hastens.

    “That’s not what I heard,” I tell him. “I heard he lost that position, which is why he’s turned against your family.”

    Diego tugs again at my dress straps, his knuckles digging into my chest, until one of them breaks.

    “They will kill you, eventually,” he urges. “You know this.”

    I attempt to create some space, but my struggles just intertwine us more.

    His hand wanders into my hair and breaks loose the band holding the knot. I breathe in the familiar musky scent of his neck as his face burrows in the dark-brown waves.

    “Do you understand me?” he pleads. “They will do it without checking in with me. They will do it despite what I say or do to defend you. And once they decide, they will do it so swiftly, you won’t have a chance to reach for your weapon of choice—like tonight. You won’t be able to outmaneuver or outthink. You will just be dead.”

    The seam of the seat digs into me, my emotions hanging off the edge of a cliff. My hand fumbles for balance until it lands on the thick, hard outline of his cock. A jolt of heat shoots through me.

    Diego reaches around my ass and slides me further underneath him.

    I lock my thighs around him, the dress tearing further as the SUV continues to rumble. He pulls down the top of my dress, exposing a round breast. My nipple is already pert in anticipation of his hot breath and flicking tongue.

    When he performs just that, my hips circle beneath him. My moan is no longer silent. His stiff cock grinds into the last few layers of fabric between us as he sucks fervently at my nipple and I twist a lock of his hair between my fingers. The muscles of his back ripple as he pulls me tighter into him, trying to mold us into one. My pussy pulses to the rhythm of his insistence.

    He looks up with his big, dark eyes, trying to figure out how to quell a storm he can’t control. His thumb draws across my lips.

    “Stay away from José,” he begs. “Promise me.”

     


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    S.L. Hannah was born in Poland, grew up in Canada, and moved to Southern California to pursue her love of single-engine airplanes. Her latest rogue romance, Hard Trigger, is out now. Visit her online at www.slhannah.com to learn about her other books, to get updates about her new release, and to connect through social media. S.L. Hannah lives in Los Angeles, CA with her husband and garden of succulents. When she’s not writing fiction, she continues to solve the aviation problems of the world.

     

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    Nova Praetorian

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    Nova Praetorian
    N.R. Walker
    Publication date: October 26th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Historical, LGBTQ+

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    Quintus Furius Varus is one of the best lanistas in Rome. Tall and strong in build, fearsome in manner, and sharp of wit, he trains the best gladiators bound for the arenas of Rome. When Senator Servius Augendus seeks personal guards, he attends the Ludus Varus for purchase of the very best. He puts to Quintus an offer he cannot refuse, and Quintus finds himself in Neapolis, contracted as a trainer of guards instead of gladiators.

    Kaeso Agorix was taken from his homelands of Iberia and delivered to Rome as a slave. Bought by a senator to be trained as a guard, his fate is handed to the man who would train him. Absent free will, Kaeso knows his life is no longer his own, though he soon realises the gods have favoured him when he learns his new master has a kind heart.

    Quintus and Kaeso forge a bond that far exceeds the collar at Kaeso’s neck, and together they discover the senator’s move for promotion has an ulterior motive. Thrown into a world of politics and conspiracy, of keeping enemies close, they move against time to save Rome before traitors and the gods themselves see to their end.

    And in doing so, see the dawn of the nova praetorian—the new guard—rise.

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    Kaeso was again the first to arrive in the training yard, and this pleased Quintus. “I trust the morning sees you well.”

    Kaeso acknowledged this with a nod. “And you?”

    “Quite.” Quintus held back the smile that threatened his lips and threw a rudis to Kaeso. “Do you favour odds against me when it is us alone? A practice round, perhaps?”

    Kaeso caught the wooden sword with ease and smiled. “I have no coin and can wager only pride.”

    Quintus grinned at his offer accepted. “Pride is a price we both can afford to pay.”

    They stood facing each other, practice swords at the ready. Circling at first, daring to see who made move to strike. Quintus could see strategy in Kaeso’s eyes, and as the smaller man lunged at him, Quintus laughed as he deflected easily, rounding upon him to make contact at his ribs. “Leave your side open for attack like that and your innards will find the dirt at your feet.”

    They circled each other again, Quintus seeing every move of foot, every flinch of muscle, every intent in Kaeso’s eyes. They struck again, countered, attacked, and defended, and Kaeso kept favouring a rounded strike. Again and again he made the same move, and just when Quintus was about to reproach him for a foolish tactic, he sidestepped, feigned defence, then moved to attack as Quintus was caught off guard.

    He struck the rudis to Quintus’ ribs without force. It was a fair strike. A good strike.

    Kaeso stood back, wary and fearful, and he lowered his weapon. Quintus was surprised to be hit, yes. But also pleased. He let out a laugh. “The rabbit shows cunning.”

    “You are not offended?” Kaeso asked.

    “Offended only at my own mistake.” Quintus’ grin widened as he raised his rudis and resumed position. “Again.”

    By this time, the other five guards had appeared. Upon seeing the two men fighting, they were alarmed but soon realised it was only sport. The more the two men lunged and struck, parried and deflected, the more Quintus laughed and Kaeso smiled.

    “You hold back,” Kaeso said, easily deflecting a move.

    “How so?”

    “If you held true concern, you would be absent a smile.”

    Quintus lowered his rudis and stood to his full height, their sparring over. “And I would be a fool to think you showed full force in return also.”

    Kaeso lowered his head as if to hide the beginning of a smile, but he did so without answering.


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    N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance.

    She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

    She is many things: a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.

    She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things… but likes it even more when they fall in love.

    She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

    She’s been writing ever since…

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    A DUKE CHANGES EVERYTHING, by Christy Carlyle

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    Perfect for fans of Lorraine Heath and Tessa Dare. The first book in the new Victorian romance series The Duke’s Den, A DUKE CHANGES EVERYTHING, by Christy Carlyle has the romance and brooding hero that readers will fall in love with.

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    Author: Christy Carlyle
    Genre: Victorian Romance
    Release Date: November 27, 2018
    Length: 384 Pages
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    In the first novel in Christy Carlyle’s sizzling Duke’s Den series, three men, intent on making a fortune, discover irresistible opportunities . . .
    Nicholas Lyon gambled his way into a fortune and ownership of the most opulent, notorious gentlemen’s club in England. But when Nick’s cruel brother dies, he inherits a title he never wanted. The sooner Nick is rid of the estate that has always haunted him, the sooner he can return to the life he’s built in London. But there’s one obstacle—the exquisite Thomasina Thorne.
    When the new heir to the Tremayne dukedom suddenly appears in Mina Thorne’s life, she’s flustered. Not only is he breathtakingly handsome, but he’s also determined to take away her home and position as steward of the Enderley estate. If Mina learns what makes the enigmatic duke tick, perhaps she can change his mind—as long as she doesn’t get too close to him.
    With each day Nick spends with Mina, his resolve weakens as their colliding wills lead to explosive desire. Could she be the one woman who can help him finally bury the ghosts of his past?

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    “I absolutely adore Christy Carlyle! A DUKE CHANGES EVERYTHING had everything: a scarred and brooding hero, a feisty and determined heroine, sexual tension, and strong conflict delivered with lyrical prose that kept me reading late into the night. Christy Carlyle has moved to the top of my must-read list.” (Lorraine Heath, New York Times bestselling author)

    “Christy Carlyle writes poignant, genuine characters who will melt your heart and keep you turning pages long past your bedtime. A DUKE CHANGES EVERYTHING is a beautifully written tale I couldn’t put down.” (Author Kelly Bowen)

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    Fueled by Pacific Northwest coffee and inspired by multiple viewings of every British costume drama she can get her hands on, USA Today bestselling author Christy Carlyle writes sensual historical romance set in the Victorian era. She loves heroes who struggle against all odds and heroines who are ahead of their time. A former teacher with a degree in history, she finds there’s nothing better than being able to combine her love of the past with a die-hard belief in happy endings.

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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.

    PIERCE

    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
    ASIN: B071ZYWPL5

    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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    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.



     

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    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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    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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