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A Darker Shade of Evil
Publication date: September 24th 2019
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
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(Seven Deadly #3)
Publication date: July 22nd 2019
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
Reapers are the peacekeepers—the balancers of life and death, good and evil. They’re the police of the Underworld in a way. They keep both worlds balanced just enough so that the King of the Underworld can never escape his prison.
For the day his reign stretches into the human world, all things good will come to an end.
This is the story of a dark king who cursed seven siblings with sins, and how far those seven went to protect both worlds from the end of days when an old entity challenged the Dark One’s very reign.
The age of the Reapers has ended.
With the new threat of the Harvesters and the approaching end, the troubles are here to stay.
Barron Reaper, the bearer of wrath, knows that more than anyone. With the sin of rage in his veins, his life is a chaotic mess of gloom. The vicious immortal has never stopped or relaxed a moment in all his years to feel hope. Especially not when another problem arises on top of everything else. An old demon tradition is being brought back on the blood moon.
The worlds are crumbling around his feet, but that doesn’t stop fate from forcing them together.
Gwendolyn Dolson is stuck in a hospital waiting on a chance at life that she will never get when she witnesses a cloaked figure slip through a patient’s door. Seconds later, a man dies in that room.
This dying girl is about to find out how drastically life can change.
Author’s note: even though each book focuses on a different couple, I HIGHLY recommend reading from the very beginning. This is an ongoing plot.
The series also contains dark themes and situations that might bother some.
“Wait,” she mumbled. “How does this work?”
“Scared?” My lips tipped upward.
“Do you really just disappear? Is that what we’re going to do?” She pushed a palm against me. “Jesus, why are you so big?”
She barely came up to my pecs, and now she was patting her hand along the hard ridges of my abs not having a clue that she was petting wrath. Delicate fingers traced over my shirt. Her small curious touch seeped through the fabric, tingling and heating every inch of skin she outlined.
There I went again, being oddly overwhelmed by her. I pushed her hand away, distancing myself from the sensations she stirred. She was so small next to me. How could something so tiny affect me?
“Is that an eight pack?” Her nails dug into my abdomen as she started counting, not bothered that I had already pushed her fingers away once.
Fucking Hades! She was the little engine that never shut up.
Michelle is from a small town in Eastern Kentucky where opossums try to blend in with the cats on the porch and bears are likely to chase your pets—this is very true, it happened with her sister’s dog. Despite the extra needed protection for your pets, she loves the mountains she calls home. She has a man and twin girls who are the light of her life and the reason she’s slightly crazy.
As a kid, she was that cousin, that friend, that sister and daughter, the talker who could spin a tale and make-believe into any little thing so it was no surprise when she found love in reading, and figured all these characters inside her head needed an outlet. They wanted to be heard, so she wrote.
The voices keep growing faster than she gets the time to write.
The stories are never going to end. That’s perfectly okay, though. We never want to stop an adventure.
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Release Date: June 24, 2019
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Why am I always attracted to the wrong guy?
Maybe it’s because the wrong guys always have so much going for them. Take Spencer Griffin, for example.
Hot as hell? Check.
Rich and hung like a horse? Double freaking check.
A no-good shark in the water?
Yep, he’s that too.
My brain says to stay away, but my heart just wants… to stay.
But we’re at war, and it’s take no prisoners.
He’s played dirty over deals in the past and there’s probably nothing he won’t do to get what he wants.
Well, there’s nothing I won’t do, either.
The White Horse Piano Bar is more than a place to work… it’s my family and my home. I’m not letting it get destroyed without a fight.
If only Spencer weren’t starting to feel like home, too.
Heart of Glass (Hearts on Fire – Book 1)
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She’s addicted to trendy coffee houses, poolside lounging, and HEAs. When not tapping blissfully away on her laptop, she takes time to enjoy life with her husband and their children.
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Submitting to the Lawyer
Publication date: June 19th 2019
Genres: Adult, Romance
Will they both let their reluctance to admit they want more from the other cost them everything?
Nan Meyers returns to her beloved hometown of Willow Springs a broken woman, ten months after leaving for what was supposed to be a short vacation with her brother. For years she’d enjoyed an active lifestyle at the local club owned by her friends, but the trauma she endured while away has stripped her of those pleasures, leaving her determined to get her life back.
Dan Shylock greets the news of his friend and favorite submissive’s return with relief. After Nan cut off all communication with him and her other friends several weeks after going on vacation, her silence had both worried and angered him. Seeing the changes in her upon her return stirs up his suspicions, and when she reveals hints of suffering from an abusive trauma, his protective instincts and determination to help her kick into high gear.
As Dan slowly coaxes Nan back into embracing the pain induced pleasures she once loved, their growing feelings for each other come to the surface. But before either can come to terms with how they feel, the truth about the strange mishaps Nan has been experiencing almost costs her her life. Will Dan get there in time to save her?
This is book four in the Cowboy Doms series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.
Publisher’s Note: This steamy, contemporary Western romance contains elements of ménage, mystery, suspense, and power exchange.
“Looks like I’m not the only one unhappy with your long, unexplained absence.” Unable to resist, Dan pinched her chin and turned her face toward him, holding her there even though her eyes darkened with annoyance and she tried to jerk free. “In case you’ve forgotten, you can come to me with anything, tell me anything. I don’t judge, you know that, or you should.” He released her and changed the subject as her expression turned rigid. “I have a new foal, born seven months ago. Pretty little filly. You’ll have to come out and see her sometime.”
Nan’s face lost her rigid irritation and her eyes lit with interest, a familiar look he was relieved to see. She loved horses, and he knew she’d always wanted one of her own, but not until she could buy enough acres to stable it herself. That was part of her independent streak that right now was causing her to remain mute on her reasons for staying away.
“I’d love to.” Her rigid shoulders relaxed with the eagerness in her eyes. “Thanks. Maybe next week, after I get the shop going again. Are you still working with military parolees?”
“Sure, just let me know, and yes, I hired two new guys several months ago.” The troubled vets used the time, space and work he offered to transition back into civilian life and acclimate themselves to their freedom from both drugs and prison before returning to their loved ones or heading out on their own. Of the previous eight men he’d sponsored, only one had lapsed bad enough he’d ended up back on drugs.
Gertie returned with their orders and Dan shoved aside his curiosity and concern to savor spending time with Nan again. The instant rush of excitement upon seeing her again felt damned good, his relief when Connor called to tell him she was back palpable. Even though he itched to get to the bottom of her trouble, he refrained from pushing too hard. He’d run up against the brick wall of her stubborn independence before and didn’t relish starting their reunion on a negative note.
They spoke of everything except about the months she was away and the reason for her extended visit. By the time they finished their lunch, they had rekindled their easy friendship, enjoying it almost as much as before she’d left. His impatience to discover what happened that caused those shadows under her eyes was his only regret as he stood to leave. With luck, once she submitted to him again at the club, he would be successful in getting those answers.
He tossed down a generous tip and reached out to give her hair an affectionate tug, something he’d done countless times before, only to have her jerk away, as if fearing that small prick on her scalp instead of relishing it. Her face whitened and then flushed, the uncharacteristic response heightening his suspicion something dire was going on with her.
Nan slid off the stool, backing away, her retreat a painful kick to his gut. “Sorry. I…”
Dan laid a firm finger over her lips. “Don’t say anything unless it’s the truth.” Dropping his hand, he wasn’t surprised at the mulish set of her mouth or her silence. Sighing in disappointment, he said, “I hope you’ll join us at the club tonight. We’ve missed you.”
Shaking her head, she replied, “I don’t have time, but should tomorrow night.”
He nodded and turned to leave. “See you tomorrow then.”
She waited until he’d taken two steps away before saying, “I’ve missed you, too, and everyone else.”
He swiveled his head to look at her as he settled his hat back on and nodded. “Good to know.”
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle. I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles. We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody. I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense. My favorite genre to read is suspense.
Release Date: July 17, 2019
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Screw the rules.
Army veteran Richie Tallin returns to South Dakota from a disastrous war with nothing to gain and nothing to lose. With no real home, his family in shambles, his dad’s old motorcycle becomes the key to a new life as Wreck, the Road Captain of an outlaw motorcycle club. Now he’s living the life he’s always craved—freedom, good times, loyalty, no regrets, and, hell yes, no rules.
But when he finally gets a chance with Isi, a feisty girl he’s had his eye on for years, everything shifts. As fiercely independent as Wreck, Isi is determined to restart her life and keep her family’s business afloat while she hides a wounded past. She and Wreck light a fire in each other that’s unexpected and wild, and what begins as a casual fling becomes passionate and serious real fast.
Life is good.
But when a war of revenge, payback, and power breaks out, everyone gets caught in the crossfire. Choices are made. Sacrifices that can never be undone. In a crazy 80’s world of drug dealers, rock and rollers, and rival outlaws, Wreck and Isi are determined to hold on come what may.
And come it does.
Few know how the One-Eyed Jacks MC of Meager came to be. And fewer still, how the love of one woman changed the destiny of a small town in the Black Hills of South Dakota forever.
I knocked on the fire door of Marla’s Luncheonette and it opened a crack. Those eyes blinked up at me. “Oh, hey.” She grinned. That grin that said, let’s get it on.
“You busy?” I said.
“Just cleaning up. Marla was here on the phone, and—”
“Yep.” She slid out the door and closed it quietly behind her. “You like it out here, don’t you?”
“I do.” I pushed her up against the brick wall and we kissed. She rubbed a hand over my hard length through the fabric of my jeans and unbuckled my belt. “Want that in my mouth … you want that?”
“Hell yeah,” I managed, my pulse jumping at the illicit promise of her voice.
A scraping sounded from behind us. Somewhere.
“Josie?” came Marla’s voice. The door had pushed open.
“Shit.” I lifted Josie from the ground and she staggered.
“What the—” She smoothed a hand down her throat, her face flushing beet red.
“Josie, what are you doing back here? Rich?” Marla stood in the open doorway. We froze under her inspection.
Three years and we’d never had such a close call.
An arm I didn’t recognize slid around my waist. “Josie’s giving me and Wreck a talking to…” came a voice from my side, a slim body pressing against my heated flesh. I sucked in a breath and looked down at my side.
It was that singer from Dead Ringers. The girl … Cinderella. I hadn’t seen her again since that night, and that was over three years ago. Her teeth scraped her bottom lip, her porcelain skin flushed under my hard gaze.
Marla squinted her eyes and crossed her arms.
“Josie caught us,” said the girl. “We both just got off of work and couldn’t help ourselves.”
Josie cleared her throat. “Yeah, I was putting out the garbage, and there they were.”
Marla shook her head, glaring at the girl who had her arm slung around me, her fingertips digging into my side. “Young lady, if your momma could see you now. Running wild, like some tra—”
“Ms. Marla—” I doused her lash of fire with my sharp voice. “We’ll get out of your way.” I steered the girl away from the store, from Josie’s sullen pout and Marla’s scowl.
“Little tramp,” Marla’s voice sprang behind us.
“Jesus,” I said under my breath, steering the girl back to the gas station.
“Come on, Josie,” Ms. Marla bit out. “Don’t just stand there. That floor isn’t going to mop itself.”
“You’re welcome,” murmured the girl as we crossed the street arm in arm.
“Thanks.” I steered her behind the gas station where my bike was parked. “Fancy meeting you here, Cinderella.”
“I live here.”
“Meager is a tiny town. How come I haven’t seen you around then since?”
“I’ve been out of town for a couple of years, now I’m back.”
“So you and Josie?”
“Me and Josie nothing.”
“That’s not what I saw. Josie was—”
“It was spur of the moment. Bad move. Bad mistake.” I blew out a huff of air. “Why’d you bother stepping in anyway?”
“Although it would have been entertaining to see Ms. Marla drag Josie back inside by the hair screaming and go after you with her shotgun, I didn’t think that was good for anybody—especially you.”
“You’re a nice guy.”
“Well, this nice guy just ruined your good girl status with Ms. Marla.”
She only rolled her eyes.
“Unless you’re not a good girl?”
She grinned. “Not as good as I used to be.”
“Well, now the whole town will think you’re a tramp, to quote her.”
She only laughed.
“You don’t care?” I asked.
“Not really. Trust me, you can’t do anything about town gossip. I know better than to give a crap.”
“Good for you. Thanks for the save. I appreciate it.” We stared at each other, a simmering silence between us.
She slid her hands in her back pockets and leaned in close to me. A hint of soft perfume rose up between us. “Ms. Marla and Josie are watching us from the front window.”
Straightening my back, I held her even gaze, gold gleaming from those caramel brown eyes I’d remembered. Damn, she was even more attractive now. Not just pretty, but beautiful. She’d grown up. More woman now than girl.
I said, “Get over here.”
She raised an eyebrow and came over to me, planting her feet in the ground.
“Give me a kiss goodbye,” I said.
Her eyes widened slightly for an instant, but she moved closer, her arms draping around my shoulders, a hand in my hair. She held my gaze and chills went up the back of my neck at her strokes. Finally, she pressed her lips against mine.
Warm, soft. Delicious.
“Can’t do better than that, Cinderella?” I said against her lips, my arm going around her back. “You know, considering what we were just up to over there?” I nipped at her bottom lip and her breath caught.
Her lips met mine again, only this time, her warm tongue plunged between my lips, swiping mine, urgent fingers digging into my shoulders, my neck.
“They still watching?” I asked.
Her gaze darted over at the restaurant. “Yep.” Her breaths came shorter and faster as my hands pressed up her back, pulling her closer.
“Let’s give them a grand finale, huh?” I said, releasing her and getting on my bike. “You been on a bike before?”
With a hand gripping my shoulder, she got on the back of my bike in one move. “Plenty of times.” She settled behind me on the saddle. “You ever had a girl on the back of your bike before?”
“Ooooh, I’m your first?” she said. Smart ass.
My body jerked at the press of her arms around my waist, her hands spreading over my middle. Steady, sure of herself. “You talk a lot,” I said.
“Is that a bad thing?”
“No, I like it.”
And I did. She was feisty and smart and that talking with her made me warm inside in a different way than when I was just attracted to a girl and wanted to get it on with her.
“So you know, after this, you’re under no obligation to pretend again with me,” she said.
“You mean no more kissing?”
I chuckled. “That’s a relief.”
“My mother used to say that tramps ‘date ‘em and drop ‘em after one go.’ So now that I’m officially a tramp, you’re good.”
I laughed, revving my bike’s engine longer than I had to. “Let’s make this real good then.”
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Daydreamer, crazy person, a New Yorker who lives on a beach in beautiful Greece. A compulsive scribbler, a lip-biting romantic, an optimist with a twist and a twisted imagination. Obsessed with emotional epics, intense anti-heroes, and bold, determined women.
And I don’t want to be cured of any of those. Ever.
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Wedding photographer Holly Freeman holds her camera up to act as a mask; blocking the world from seeing the vulnerability she never quite let go of. She still feels she owes a debt for the second chance at life she’s more than repaid.
One perfect shot…
Firefighter Joseph Bianco lost love in a way that left deep emotional wounds. There’s no place for a personal life between the fires he fights every day and the bitterness he holds back at night.
As their worlds collide, they want nothing more than friendship. But it’s not long before Holly and Joe both realize they are not truly living despite the lies they tell themselves.
Will these friends-to-lovers be able to battle their pasts to find the love they deserve?
“Well, I’m sorry we ended up at such a crappy movie,” I declare as we make our way to his Explorer.
Surprised, I stop in my tracks. “What?”
Hooking an arm over my shoulder, he guides me out of the line of traffic. “That was the most fun I’ve had…” He freezes.
This time it’s me who turns toward him. Laying a hand on his chest, I tilt my head to the side. “Joe?”
He shakes his head.
Intuitively, I know this is something enormous. Hesitantly, I offer, “I’m here for you if you want to talk.” I go to move away, but he holds me close.
His voice takes on a faraway cast when he admits, “I promised to love one person forever.”
My heart breaks for him. “I know.”
“So, what does it say about me when I was just about to tell you I had more fun in that stupid movie than I ever had. Ever,” he adds with emphasis. “What does that say about the kind of man I am, Holly?” Pain radiates from every pore of his body into mine.
Since we’ve become friends, Joe’s opened up to me about his lingering emotions for Mary, so I understand how much pain this is causing him. I close my eyes, praying for the right words. “Maybe what it means is that your ‘ever’ is divided into the life you had with Mary and the life you’ve had since.” He goes to open his mouth, but I gently lay my finger across it. “Sometimes, I get lonely thinking of a person I’ve never met. I can’t even imagine having met them and lost them.” Stepping back, I squeeze his arm. “Don’t hide your grief, Joe. Not with me.”
His eyes drag over my face while my words—I hope—penetrate. He lets out a ragged breath. “I must seem so stupid.”
“Did you suddenly turn into a superhuman somewhere along the way? Why don’t you get to feel your aches and pains the way the rest of the world does?”
“I don’t know. Maybe because I feel like I have to be strong for everyone, especially Grace?”
I shake my head. “You have a right to be a man, Joe, before everything else. And trust me, the pain isn’t going to go away. It just dulls to remind you that you can survive anything, even the most horrific nightmares life can throw at you.”
Stepping closer he says, “I thought you said you’d never fallen in love.”
I nod. “I haven’t. That doesn’t mean I haven’t felt agony.” Turning away, I walk the few steps until I reach the passenger side of his SUV. “Come on. If we don’t head out now, we’ll be late.”
I hear the locks beep, and I open the door. Joe climbs in on the other side. Settling myself in the vehicle, I pay careful attention to fastening my seat belt when Joe lays his hand on mine. I lift my head to find his inches from my own.
“This friendship isn’t one-sided, Holly. I’m here if you need me.” Squeezing my hand, he lets it go before starting the ignition.
Joe, if I told you about my past, there’d be no friendship left, I think sadly. But all I do is settle back in the seat as we listen to Ed Sheeran on our way back to Collyer.
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Tracey Jerald knew she was meant to be a writer when she would re-write the ending of books in her head on her bike when she was a young girl growing up in southern Connecticut. It wasn’t long before she was typing alternate endings and extended epilogues “just for fun”.
After college in Florida, where she obtained a degree in Criminal Justice swearing she saw things she’ll never quite believe and never quite forget, Tracey traded the world of law and order for IT.
Her work for a world-wide internet startup transferred her to Northern Virginia where she met her husband in what many call their own happily ever after. They have one son.
When she’s not busy with her family or writing, Tracey can be found in her home in north Florida drinking coffee, reading, training for a runDisney event, or feeding her addiction to HGTV.
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Publication date: June 21st 2019
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance, Sports
One day to remember forever, one trip to last a lifetime.
Life has a way of throwing you curve balls. Dirty laundry, bad boyfriends, and a car breaking down. I thought I had been dealt the worst cards possible my senior year of college, then I got the call that would change it all. My brother had tried to kill himself and I had to get to him now. Jeremiah is my only hope.
I have a secret, and I don’t know how to tell Georgia. She’s been my best friend since I started college, but this could change everything. When she calls me and asks for a ride when her car breaks down, I don’t expect the interception we have to face.
We only have today to create a Snapshot that will last a lifetime, or change our paths forever.
Rebekah Dodson is a prolific author of over 30 romance, fantasy, and science fiction novels. Her works include the series Postcards from Paris, #1 bestselling Curse of Lanval series, Life After Us series, and several stand alone novels and short stories. She has been writing her whole life, with her first published work of historical fiction with 4H Clubs of America at the age of 12, and poetry at the age of 16 with the National Poetry Society. With an extensive academic background including education, history, psychology and English, she currently works as a college professor by day and a writer by night.
Release Date: June 20, 2019
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Three years ago, he walked away from their marriage without a word of explanation. So, why is he now begging her to take him back?
Jennifer De Luca. Finding herself divorced and childless at thirty-eight was never in Jen’s life plan. A big house, three kids, and Angelo; that’s all she ever wanted. Instead, she goes home to an empty apartment and her cat, and cries herself to sleep every night. It’s a pitiful existence—a lonely reality she’s determined to put an end to before her grief completely consumes her.
Angelo Carlucci. The death of his sister was the worst day of his life. Although, the day he walked out on Jen is a close second. At the time, it made sense to leave. His grief was too strong. His breaking point was too close, and there was no way he would subject the love of his life to the carnage.
Turns out that leaving his wife was his biggest mistake. One he’ll do anything to rectify… eventually.
A man’s pride can be his greatest weakness. It can also be his strongest motivation, especially when he see his ex-wife for the first time in three years and she’s in another man’s arms. The burning need to take back what’s his sets fire to the blood in Angelo’s veins, incinerating his reticence to finally admit his mistake.
Jen can object as much as she likes.
He walked away once.
It won’t happen a second time.
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Kylie Hillman is an International Bestselling Author who lives in South Australia. After spending the past fifteen years regularly moving around the east coast of Australia, she has recently returned to her home state and plans to finally put down roots until her children finish school.
Wife to a Harley-riding, boating and fishing, four-wheel driving, quintessential Aussie bloke and mum to two crazy, adorable, and eccentric kids, Kylie is also a Crohn’s Disease sufferer and awareness campaigner.
When she’s not writing, she can be found sipping tea while she scoffs copious amounts of jelly beans (except the black ones – they’re the devil’s food), sharing her appreciation for heavy metal and hard rock music with her neighbours, or stalking Tom Hardy and M. Shadows from Avenged Sevenfold online. As a devotee to the use of profanity, sarcasm, and inappropriate innuendo, it is for the best that she chooses to venture outside her 45-acre farm only on special occasions.
Kylie is represented by Sarah Hershman of Hershman Rights Management.
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