The Perfect Tear
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About Kristen Ashley: Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorise and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning. Nothing’s changed. Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched). Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up. And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.
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Cassidy smiled, walking toward her. He leaned against the table closest to her desk and studied her. She was so beautiful. He thought she looked a lot like her mother, but she had Rowan’s soft brown eyes. Her long and slightly curly hair was still blonde, though. It hadn’t turned auburn like Bree’s or brown like Rowan’s. It stayed blonde all through her childhood and to now. And it suited her other soft features. To most, the princess might appear delicate. He had angered her enough to know that she wasn’t. And she was just remarkable when she was angry.
Her gown was plainer than the ones he usually saw her wearing, but he rarely entered her space when she was working during his visits. He figured she would probably change into something more formal before supper. And she would be just as striking in an elaborate gown as she was in her riding clothes. Which reminded him…
“I wanted to know if you were up for finishing our race. I brought Stallion with me, this time. So think carefully before you accept. I would hate to make my princess cry when I leave her in my dust.”
Sarita narrowed her eyes at him, then stepped closer.
“I am not your princess and Stallion will never win against Dragonfly. My horse practically flies, hence the name.”
Cassidy snickered. “Does she fly like a dragon or like a fly? Because one doesn’t exist and the other is a giant nuisance.”
She smirked at him. Well played, Your Majesty. “Either one would be faster than your precious Stallion.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. I think we both know that you will be the one in my dust. I hope you choke on it.”
“I love it when you wish harm to come to me.”
“Then you should be the happiest king in the realm because I wish harm on you almost every day.”
“Oh, I am insanely happy. Especially, right now.”
Sarita’s eyes widened. She suddenly realized just how close she had gotten to him. She wasn’t sure how long she had been standing there or when he had put his hands on her waist. Yet, looking down, almost her entire body was pressed against him. She quickly backed away and turned toward her desk.
“I will take that as your agreement to my challenge,” he said, turning to go.
She stared at him as he walked out of the room. When she was alone, again, she sank into her chair and dropped her head onto the desk. This was going to be a disaster. Sneaking away before the tournament was over would be nearly impossible. She wouldn’t get far before Cassidy would realize she was gone.
Her gown was plainer than the ones he usually saw her wearing, but he rarely entered her space when she was working during his visits. He figured she would probably change into something more formal before supper. And she would be just as striking in an elaborate gown as she was in her riding clothes. Which reminded him…
“I wanted to know if you were up for finishing our race. I brought Stallion with me, this time. So think carefully before you accept. I would hate to make my princess cry when I leave her in my dust.”
Sarita narrowed her eyes at him, then stepped closer.
“I am not your princess and Stallion will never win against Dragonfly. My horse practically flies, hence the name.”
Cassidy snickered. “Does she fly like a dragon or like a fly? Because one doesn’t exist and the other is a giant nuisance.”
She smirked at him. Well played, Your Majesty. “Either one would be faster than your precious Stallion.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. I think we both know that you will be the one in my dust. I hope you choke on it.”
“I love it when you wish harm to come to me.”
“Then you should be the happiest king in the realm because I wish harm on you almost every day.”
“Oh, I am insanely happy. Especially, right now.”
Sarita’s eyes widened. She suddenly realized just how close she had gotten to him. She wasn’t sure how long she had been standing there or when he had put his hands on her waist. Yet, looking down, almost her entire body was pressed against him. She quickly backed away and turned toward her desk.
“I will take that as your agreement to my challenge,” he said, turning to go.
She stared at him as he walked out of the room. When she was alone, again, she sank into her chair and dropped her head onto the desk. This was going to be a disaster. Sneaking away before the tournament was over would be nearly impossible. She wouldn’t get far before Cassidy would realize she was gone.
An absolutely enchanting read! You're immediately whisked away to the magic filled kingdom of Everealm and get to indulge in a story full of adventure, intrigue and romance! The worldbuilding was very intricate and completely original, with special attention paid to details. The characters were very complex with unique personalities that make you really feel for them. I loved the complexities of all the different romances going as as everybody tries to come to terms with their feelings for each other and figuring out who belongs with whom. Even though I didn't read the first Everrealm series, I had no problem picking up this book and never feeling lost, as the author does a great job filling in background information for past events. This story has it all- a magical quest, mages, fairies, sweet romance and even some pretty dangerous situations they have to scrape out of! I absolutely thoroughly enjoyed this story and can't wait to indulge in the next book!
Song of Sparrows
(Songs of Everealm #2)
by J.D. Wright
Genre; Adult Fantasy
Release Date: July 2016
The journey across Everealm to find the magical stones has not come without its challenges. After being plagued by unwanted guests, disagreements, and accidents, Princess Sarita is beginning to wonder if her dream of gaining magic is a fantasy that can't come true.
Along the way, new friends and rekindled sparks between old flames have caused quite a stir within the group. As a new wizard joins the effort and gives the princess a reason to continue, the quest for the next stone ensues...
As the sun rises over the ridge, our story continues into the Song of Sparrows!
Adult content. Intended for mature audiences.
Along the way, new friends and rekindled sparks between old flames have caused quite a stir within the group. As a new wizard joins the effort and gives the princess a reason to continue, the quest for the next stone ensues...
As the sun rises over the ridge, our story continues into the Song of Sparrows!
Adult content. Intended for mature audiences.
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The enchanting adventure continues! The story picks up right where the first book ended and wastes no time getting back to all the adventure! The romances continue to bloom as the characters find new emotions coming to the surface for each other. There's a few new characters and creatures introduced that immensely enhance the story and captivate me even more. The quest continues as Sarita continues to search for the magical stones and I was left racing through the pages just to find out what would happen next! The story is kept light-hearted, yet with plenty of action and romantic angst to keep me completely captivated. I am truly becoming an Everrealm addict and really can't wait to see what the next book in this enchanting series brings!
Writing has always been a hobby of mine, beginning as a young child. It was a way to cope with losing my father at seven years of age. I started with poetry and was featured several times on the amazing poetry blog, Autumn Leaves, by Sondra Ball. My love for poetry soon led to writing songs in middle school and beyond, which I still do occasionally. Music has always been an important part of my existence, so writing songs came naturally to me. In high school, I started my own novel, however, life got in the way and I never finished it.
Fast forward many years later and I find myself married with three children, absorbed in my busy life with commitments to my family, work, school, church, and charities, among other things. One day I came across my old binder, with notes from my first novel, and it was with those notes that I conjured up the elusive Everealm.
I write to please readers such as myself, who have a love for fantasy and romance, but like a little danger and sex in their reading. I wrote the book with a mature audience in mind, who can appreciate a hearty imaginary world with magic and the unknown, but want more than fluffy love stories with wizards in them. They want the romance, magic, and danger, all wrapped into one.
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Fast forward many years later and I find myself married with three children, absorbed in my busy life with commitments to my family, work, school, church, and charities, among other things. One day I came across my old binder, with notes from my first novel, and it was with those notes that I conjured up the elusive Everealm.
I write to please readers such as myself, who have a love for fantasy and romance, but like a little danger and sex in their reading. I wrote the book with a mature audience in mind, who can appreciate a hearty imaginary world with magic and the unknown, but want more than fluffy love stories with wizards in them. They want the romance, magic, and danger, all wrapped into one.
Author Links:
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Past Lives Series -
Loves of our Lives and Love by Knight
by AC Chenier
GENRE: Romance
The Past Lives series of books introduces two strong women who undergo dramatic changes in their lives when they learn about their soul's past. Through past life regression they learn of their own history and investigate the concept of soul mates reuniting through time. Read Loves of our Lives and Love by Knight to learn about Katie Benjamin and Kelly Taylor.
Love by Knight – Book 2
“Thank you Kelly. I imagine you’re trying to figure out what brought us to Canada?”
“Well, yes, the thought did cross my mind.”
Gramps and Katrine looked at each other. “You start Katrine.”
“Alright Dad, well, we have two reasons. The first is obviously Neil. We are both really concerned about him. Since you left in August, he’s been going at a break-neck pace. He’s pushing himself way too much. I’ve begged him to slow down, but he just won’t. He didn’t even come back to Derbyshire for Christmas. Chris and I talked and we feel Neil is working himself to death, trying to push all his feelings aside and just work. It’s a pattern we see all too often in the men of the family when they don’t have their soul mate around. It’s for lack of a better word, a curse the Carter men deal with. They become restless and almost self-destructive when they are alone. I’ve watched my brother for years commit himself entirely to the business he built. He would never admit that the business is his lover and other half, but it is. And now I think Neil is going down the same path. All work, no pleasure, one hundred percent committed to other things than his own well-being. I suspect that you might have been doing the same thing? Trying to drown your sorrows in work?”
“I don’t deny that I miss Neil more than I could imagine. But we live such different lives, from completely different worlds. I just don’t see how we could sustain a relationship based on that. We’re too different.”
“Young lady, I don’t believe that for a second. The two worlds you talk about are the illusion and the superficial world of our minds. At your core, you and Neil live in the same world. You’re both just being stubborn, and scared as far as I can see. The love you two share is so rare. I can understand how it feels to be so in love it scares you. Abigail was that woman for me. But if I hadn’t taken the risk, then none of the rest of them would be here. All of us in the Carter family know that feeling. You just have to trust that the risk is worth it.”
“Gramps, I’ve loved and lost twice already. Once with my father, it nearly killed me too. And when Ken died, I just about gave up on life. I just can’t take that risk again!”
“Kelly, my girl, please. Passion and love are always worth the risk. Life is worth the risk. Don’t let the fear of the hurt stop you from living the moments that will make you happiest. Don’t let the mind and ego stampede over the yearnings in your soul.”
“Thank you Kelly. I imagine you’re trying to figure out what brought us to Canada?”
“Well, yes, the thought did cross my mind.”
Gramps and Katrine looked at each other. “You start Katrine.”
“Alright Dad, well, we have two reasons. The first is obviously Neil. We are both really concerned about him. Since you left in August, he’s been going at a break-neck pace. He’s pushing himself way too much. I’ve begged him to slow down, but he just won’t. He didn’t even come back to Derbyshire for Christmas. Chris and I talked and we feel Neil is working himself to death, trying to push all his feelings aside and just work. It’s a pattern we see all too often in the men of the family when they don’t have their soul mate around. It’s for lack of a better word, a curse the Carter men deal with. They become restless and almost self-destructive when they are alone. I’ve watched my brother for years commit himself entirely to the business he built. He would never admit that the business is his lover and other half, but it is. And now I think Neil is going down the same path. All work, no pleasure, one hundred percent committed to other things than his own well-being. I suspect that you might have been doing the same thing? Trying to drown your sorrows in work?”
“I don’t deny that I miss Neil more than I could imagine. But we live such different lives, from completely different worlds. I just don’t see how we could sustain a relationship based on that. We’re too different.”
“Young lady, I don’t believe that for a second. The two worlds you talk about are the illusion and the superficial world of our minds. At your core, you and Neil live in the same world. You’re both just being stubborn, and scared as far as I can see. The love you two share is so rare. I can understand how it feels to be so in love it scares you. Abigail was that woman for me. But if I hadn’t taken the risk, then none of the rest of them would be here. All of us in the Carter family know that feeling. You just have to trust that the risk is worth it.”
“Gramps, I’ve loved and lost twice already. Once with my father, it nearly killed me too. And when Ken died, I just about gave up on life. I just can’t take that risk again!”
“Kelly, my girl, please. Passion and love are always worth the risk. Life is worth the risk. Don’t let the fear of the hurt stop you from living the moments that will make you happiest. Don’t let the mind and ego stampede over the yearnings in your soul.”
AC Chenier is the author of the Past Lives series of books, including Loves of our Lives and the forthcoming Love by Knight. The novels explore the fascinating spiritual world and the concept that we are all souls who have lived before, and that we reunite with our loved ones through time. The novels allow her to couple her long standing interest in the romance and fantasy genres with a passion for writing. When she’s not busy typing away at her computer, you can find her with her horses or golf clubs.
Her books are available in paperback and ebook.
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Her books are available in paperback and ebook.
LINKS
www.acchenier.com
www.facebook.com/ACChenier
www.twitter.com/ac_chenier
Do you believe you've lived before and if so, who were you?
I do believe that I’ve lived in the past… many times. I’ve attended a couple of Dr. Brian Weiss workshops, where he conducts a group regression and invites you to explore some of your own past lives. I’ve been given a glimpse of some different times and interesting people. Two that were very notable were a composer in the 1600’s-1700’s and a young girl/student way back in the times just after the dawn of the Christian era.
I’ve also had some very unique experiences when visiting places in Europe. That haunted feeling that you know a place/ have been there in the past….ghosts of the past calling to you. This was especially true for me in Ireland and Paris…. Visiting Notre Dame Cathedral was a truly spine tingling day.
I do not have any names to attach to my lives, at least at this point in time…. But I don’t believe I’ve been anyone famous; just ordinary people, living their lives as best they can in the times they lived.
What are your top ten favorite books?
Top ten favourite books is a tough one…. But these are the books I go back to time and time again….the ones I’ve had to replace numerous times in my collection.
Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
The Lord of the Rings - Tolkien
The Mallorean series plus Belgarath the Sorcerer and Polgara the Sorceress- David Eddings
Almost any book by Judith McNaught (particularly the historical series)
The Last Dragonlord and Dragon and Phoenix - Joanne Bertin
Red Storm Rising – Tom Clancy
Black Beauty – Anne Sewell
It’s a pretty eclectic selection of authors from romance to fantasy to action.
What's the most interesting/ unique thing that's ever happened to you?
I’ve had many interesting experiences in my life, but none that I would say are so unique that they would be different than what anyone else has experienced. I’ve been lucky enough to travel to many places in the world, I’ve met and worked with many interesting and talented people, I’ve loved and lost; I’ve lived life. None of this is particularly different than anyone else in the world…and maybe that’s what is unique about it. It’s my life, made up of all those experiences and combines to make it my unique life.
If I had to pinpoint one experience that has been awe inspiring, I would say it was witnessing the true power and uncontrollability of nature. Back in 1992 I was in Kauai when Hurricane Iniki struck the tiny island. I can still remember to this day, standing at the back door to the shelter I was in and watching the trees being pushed horizontal by the power of the wind….and watching a big garbage bin (the commercial ones) go flying through the air. And then after the passing of the storm, seeing the destruction that nature can wreck…it was a very humbling to realize how little we really control of this earth.
What's something unique and quirky about you?
I can’t say that I think of myself as unique and quirky. I guess I would start with not being a girly girl. I far prefer the outdoors and sports over a shopping mall…. I hate shopping actually, unless I’m shopping for my horses. If I’m looking for anything for them, then I could shop forever… they are better dressed than I am. LOL. I also think I’m “allergic” to make-up… I rarely wear any.
I do believe that I’ve lived in the past… many times. I’ve attended a couple of Dr. Brian Weiss workshops, where he conducts a group regression and invites you to explore some of your own past lives. I’ve been given a glimpse of some different times and interesting people. Two that were very notable were a composer in the 1600’s-1700’s and a young girl/student way back in the times just after the dawn of the Christian era.
I’ve also had some very unique experiences when visiting places in Europe. That haunted feeling that you know a place/ have been there in the past….ghosts of the past calling to you. This was especially true for me in Ireland and Paris…. Visiting Notre Dame Cathedral was a truly spine tingling day.
I do not have any names to attach to my lives, at least at this point in time…. But I don’t believe I’ve been anyone famous; just ordinary people, living their lives as best they can in the times they lived.
What are your top ten favorite books?
Top ten favourite books is a tough one…. But these are the books I go back to time and time again….the ones I’ve had to replace numerous times in my collection.
Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
The Lord of the Rings - Tolkien
The Mallorean series plus Belgarath the Sorcerer and Polgara the Sorceress- David Eddings
Almost any book by Judith McNaught (particularly the historical series)
The Last Dragonlord and Dragon and Phoenix - Joanne Bertin
Red Storm Rising – Tom Clancy
Black Beauty – Anne Sewell
It’s a pretty eclectic selection of authors from romance to fantasy to action.
What's the most interesting/ unique thing that's ever happened to you?
I’ve had many interesting experiences in my life, but none that I would say are so unique that they would be different than what anyone else has experienced. I’ve been lucky enough to travel to many places in the world, I’ve met and worked with many interesting and talented people, I’ve loved and lost; I’ve lived life. None of this is particularly different than anyone else in the world…and maybe that’s what is unique about it. It’s my life, made up of all those experiences and combines to make it my unique life.
If I had to pinpoint one experience that has been awe inspiring, I would say it was witnessing the true power and uncontrollability of nature. Back in 1992 I was in Kauai when Hurricane Iniki struck the tiny island. I can still remember to this day, standing at the back door to the shelter I was in and watching the trees being pushed horizontal by the power of the wind….and watching a big garbage bin (the commercial ones) go flying through the air. And then after the passing of the storm, seeing the destruction that nature can wreck…it was a very humbling to realize how little we really control of this earth.
What's something unique and quirky about you?
I can’t say that I think of myself as unique and quirky. I guess I would start with not being a girly girl. I far prefer the outdoors and sports over a shopping mall…. I hate shopping actually, unless I’m shopping for my horses. If I’m looking for anything for them, then I could shop forever… they are better dressed than I am. LOL. I also think I’m “allergic” to make-up… I rarely wear any.
Night Magic
Book 1, Moonlight & Jasmine Series
by Kathleen Ann Gallagher
GENRE: Contemporary Paranormal Romance
Krista Winter is in need of legal counsel. Several years ago she was forced to flee her life as a teacher in New Jersey after being shunned for practicing witchcraft, and her past is about to catch up with her.
Jon Bartolo is a dedicated attorney. His days are spent helping his clients with their struggles, and his nights are spent in agony, lost in a world between life and death. His mother, who died three years ago, lurks in his house, suffering from a curse for eternity, without a final resting place.
A smoldering fire ignites between Jon and Krista almost immediately, however, he’s sure his secret would frighten any woman away. An afternoon escape brings them closer, but doubts linger between the love-struck couple.
Burning questions about how to fuse their futures together with so much of their past still clouding the future becomes a heavy burden that they’re both trying to bear on their own. It will take a touch of magic if there’s any hope in sight.
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Jon Bartolo is a dedicated attorney. His days are spent helping his clients with their struggles, and his nights are spent in agony, lost in a world between life and death. His mother, who died three years ago, lurks in his house, suffering from a curse for eternity, without a final resting place.
A smoldering fire ignites between Jon and Krista almost immediately, however, he’s sure his secret would frighten any woman away. An afternoon escape brings them closer, but doubts linger between the love-struck couple.
Burning questions about how to fuse their futures together with so much of their past still clouding the future becomes a heavy burden that they’re both trying to bear on their own. It will take a touch of magic if there’s any hope in sight.
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Steadying herself, Krista stared into his eyes with her heart racing. As Jon moved in again and plunged his tongue deep into her mouth, he caressed her back, and she surrendered mercifully to his touch. Each passion-filled kiss felt as if he was a long lost lover who had reappeared and claimed her heart’s desire. There was no telling what might happen next. Her whole body relaxed as he nuzzled her ear, teasing her with playful nips at her neck. All rules had been broken, but it didn’t matter. His hard shaft rubbed up against her, and she swayed back and forth, unable to break away from temptation. Jon’s breathing sped up as his hands traveled up and down her back. She quietly moaned, lost in another world. Every movement brought her one step closer. Was she lonely enough to have sex with a man she’d just met? Each kiss weakened her guard. Maybe it was fate. As his hand trailed across her back, her body rocked with his. Each flicker of his tongue along the sides of her mouth was electrifying, as if he wanted to devour her, and she found herself in a trance-like state. This was what she’d been missing. Running her hand across his firm bicep, the room spun. The warmth of his body was raising her level of arousal. Here, in the middle of his office, she experienced a passion like no other. Everything seemed right. Lust took control of her senses, and she let herself go with it. With each kiss, he cradled her in his arms, his embrace warm and protective like a warrior of love. How did this happen? Had she found the man she was destined for, or was it all a dream?
Kathleen writes contemporary and paranormal romance in her home in New Jersey, where she lives with her husband and their two fur babies, Luc and Chaz. She spent years working as a registered nurse in an emergency room. She is also active in Community Theater. She has three children and three lovable grandsons. Her favorite romantic getaway is Cape May, New Jersey. You might find Kathleen on a beach down the Jersey Shore, wearing a straw hat and sipping on an iced tea as she plots her next romance novel.
You can find Kathleen at the following places:
Website: www.kathleenanngallagher.weebly.com
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You can find Kathleen at the following places:
Website: www.kathleenanngallagher.weebly.com
Twitter: www.twitter.com/Kathleenwrites
Facebook: www.facebook.com/AuthorKathleenAnnGallagher
DRAGON FEVER by Donna Grant, a novella in her Dark Kings Series brought to you by 1001 Dark Nights, is finally here! Be sure you check out the trailer and excerpt below, and grab your copy today!
Excerpt:
Someone was in her hotel room.
Her gaze swung to the bathroom door she’d left cracked open. Her heart hammered against her ribs as her stomach clenched in fear. No one should’ve been able to get into her room. She’d bolted the door.
In an attempt to slow her racing heart, she took a deep breath. Then, slowly pushed open the door. She peered around the edge to find a man sitting casually in the overstuffed chair. Long black hair was pulled away and clasped at the base of his neck. Gold eyes watched her with a wealth of humor. And a smidgen of mockery.
She blew out a breath and leaned against the door of the bathroom as indifferently as she could while wrapped in a towel.
One side of his mouth lifted in a grin. “You don’t seem surprised.”
She took in his British accent that was a bit too perfect. Sam MacDonald was anything but what he said he was. It was a fact she accepted in order to get what she wanted.
His arms rested carelessly along the arms of the chair. One long leg was bent with an ankle resting atop his other knee. His white shirt was unbuttoned at his neck with no tie in sight. But that was usually the case.
There was something undeniably dangerous about Sam MacDonald. He frightened her, but it was men like him that gave her the information she needed to expose the truth to the world. So he was a necessary evil.
But that didn’t mean she had to like him.
“How did you get in?” she demanded.
His smile widened, stretching his full lips but never reaching his gold eyes. “That’s a secret I’ll keep.” Then he blinked, his chest expanding as he took in a breath, and his entire demeanor changed. “Get dressed. We need to talk.”
She stepped back into the bathroom and closed the door with a sigh. She looked down at her hands to find them shaking.
“Stop it,” she whispered to herself.
She had to get her nerves under control and quickly. Without delay, she dressed in a pair of black lounge pants and a loose-fitting, long-sleeved gray shirt. When she exited, Sam was in the same position. Except now there were two glasses of Scotch sitting on the coffee table.
Their gazes met. Rachel had learned to listen to her instincts, and as she looked into Sam’s eyes, she saw determination, anticipation, and…a slow burning anger. He blinked, and the anger was gone, hidden once more.
It would show again. It always did. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t hide it for long. She found it difficult to trust him because she knew he was keeping something from her.
“I don’t like whisky,” she replied as she walked from the bathroom. She tucked her leg beneath her and sat on the sofa opposite him.
He gave an indifferent shrug. “I’d advise you change your mind.”
DRAGON FEVER Trailer: Link: http://video214.com/play/0fBcqpOVPsSg0UK6vwh42w/s/dark
A yearning that won’t be denied
Rachel Marek is a journalist with a plan. She intends to expose the truth about dragons to the world – and her target is within sight. Nothing matters but getting the truth, especially not the ruggedly handsome, roguishly thrilling Highlander who oozes danger and charm. And when she finds the truth that shatters her faith, she’ll have to trust her heart to the very man who can crush it… A legend in the flesh Suave, dashing Asher is more than just a man. He’s a Dragon King – a being who has roamed this planet since the beginning of time. With everything on the line, Asher must choose to trust an enemy in the form of an all too alluring woman whose tenacity and passion captivate him. Together, Asher and Rachel must fight for their lives – and their love – before an old enemy destroys them both…Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon Canada | Amazon AU
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About Donna Grant: Donna Grant is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the sizzling Dark King series featuring dragons, immortal Highlanders, and the Fae. She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding. Despite deadlines and voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two children, four cats, and one long haired Chihuahua.
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Only an Earl Will Do
To Marry a Rogue #1
By: Tamara Gill
Released July 25, 2016
Entangled Select Historical
The reigning queen of London society, Lady Elizabeth Worthingham, has her future set out for her. Marry well, and marry without love. An easy promise to make and one she owed her family after her near ruinous past that threatened them all. And the rakish scoundrel Henry Andrews, Earl of Muir whose inability to act a gentleman when she needed one most would one day pay for his treachery.
Returning to England after three years abroad, Henry is determined to make the only woman who captured his heart his wife. But the icy reception he receives from Elizabeth is colder than his home in the Scottish highlands. As past hurts surface and deception runs as thick as blood, so too does a love that will overcome all obstacles, unless a nameless foe, determined with his own path, gets his way and their love never sees the light of day...
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Returning to England after three years abroad, Henry is determined to make the only woman who captured his heart his wife. But the icy reception he receives from Elizabeth is colder than his home in the Scottish highlands. As past hurts surface and deception runs as thick as blood, so too does a love that will overcome all obstacles, unless a nameless foe, determined with his own path, gets his way and their love never sees the light of day...
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Elizabeth hid a repulsed shudder over Lord Riddledale, who stood pompous and proud across the floor, the ever-present scowl on his face no surprise. No doubt her stepping out with another gentleman other than himself had put him out of countenance. She turned back to her sister. “I cannot summon any remorse for annoying Riddledale. As for Lord Dean, I’ll be sorry to hurt him, but no, I will not marry him no matter how much his heart breaks over my decision.”
“Could your feelings change in time, do you believe?” Victoria asked.
“No.”
“No?”
Elizabeth shook her head. “No.”
“Why?”
She swallowed the familiar lump which formed in her throat every time she thought of him, the man she refused to name, even in her own thoughts. “I’m not the loving kind. I don’t believe it’s healthy to rely on such feeble unstable emotions when someone is entering the marriage state. Men and their need to be adored, looked up to in awe, can go hang. Lord Newland’s name protects me now. I have no need to marry again.”
Victoria threw her a dubious look. “I believe there is nothing purer and good than love, especially if you are fortunate enough to have it in a marriage.” Her sister sighed, the sound tinged with sadness. “You promised Papa you would try.”
“I am well aware of what I promised Papa, but he did not stipulate marriage is what I should try. I’m friendly and affable. That is enough.”
“Could your feelings change in time, do you believe?” Victoria asked.
“No.”
“No?”
Elizabeth shook her head. “No.”
“Why?”
She swallowed the familiar lump which formed in her throat every time she thought of him, the man she refused to name, even in her own thoughts. “I’m not the loving kind. I don’t believe it’s healthy to rely on such feeble unstable emotions when someone is entering the marriage state. Men and their need to be adored, looked up to in awe, can go hang. Lord Newland’s name protects me now. I have no need to marry again.”
Victoria threw her a dubious look. “I believe there is nothing purer and good than love, especially if you are fortunate enough to have it in a marriage.” Her sister sighed, the sound tinged with sadness. “You promised Papa you would try.”
“I am well aware of what I promised Papa, but he did not stipulate marriage is what I should try. I’m friendly and affable. That is enough.”
Tamara Gill is an Australian author who grew up in an old mining town in country South Australia, where her love of history was founded. So much so, she made her darling husband travel to the UK for their honeymoon, where she dragged him from one historical monument and castle to another. A mother of three, her two little gentleman’s in the making, a future lady (she hopes) and a part-time job keep her busy in the real world, but whenever she gets a moment’s peace she loves to write romance novels in an array of genres, including regency, medieval and time travel. Tamara loves hearing from readers and writers alike. You can contact her through her website, and sign up to follow her blog or newsletter.
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TAKE TWO
A Picture Perfect Novel
by
Traci Hayden
Cover Designer: JC Clarke @ The Graphics Shed
Official genre of book: Contemporary Romance
Beth Huntley, photographer and devoted bachelorette, doesn’t believe in true love. Too much hurt and disappointment has left her hiding behind the camera. All she can see is a black and white world through the lens.
William Lorde, widower and father, was once an open and carefree man. The loss of his wife has left him wrapped up in the needs of his little girl. He can no longer see the colors of the world as he struggles each and every day.
What happens when these two similarly different people meet and help each other to step out of the world they’ve created for themselves? Will they find a love that helps them heal from the past, enjoy their present and create a beautiful future?
I woke the following morning to the sound of the ocean crashing against the beach. I was still wrapped in William's embrace, my head resting on his shoulder. His breathing was even and soft as he slept.
I was too comfortable to start the new day. Looking around without bothering to lift my head, I located our clothes, neatly folded on the other chair under the cabana. Heat rushed to my cheeks. Who had done that? And when had they done it?
William stirred beside me. "Morning, love." His voice was rough with sleep.
"Morning," I whispered, not sure if our mysterious housekeeper was still nearby.
He was immediately focused. "Beth, what's wrong?"
It was impossible to hide anything from him now. I was an open book now and he was my reader.
"We had a visitor," I said, pointing at our neatly-folded clothes.
He relaxed back into the chair. "Oh, Beth, we're grown adults. We didn't do anything the rest of them haven't done."
He was right, but it wasn't something I was so open to having everyone know. "But..."
"Relax, Beth." William consoled me. "Are you regretting it?"
I was shocked at his question. "No, never!"
"So don't be embarrassed. It's a natural part of a relationship," William chuckled. "Stop over thinking everything."
I hid my face on his chest. He was right; he was always right. How could I doubt what had happened between us? We’d both been ready, and I was sure a few people up at the house were curious why it hadn't happened sooner. I had to stop over-analyzing everything.
A different thought crossed my mind. "Oh my god, William!" I jumped up, scrambling for my clothes.
"Beth? What?"
"My camera!" I cursed as I yanked the tank top from the folded clothes over my head.
"Where did you leave it?" He sounded concerned, knowing what my equipment meant to me.
"On the beach, before we went into the water last night," I yelled as I hopped out of the cabana, still attempting to get my other leg in my shorts.
We spent the next twenty minutes searching the beach. My anger quickly turned into horror as reality sunk in. My camera was gone. Had someone taken it, or had the ocean claimed it?
William tried to comfort me as we trudged up the path to the villa. "All those photos... the airport, the flight, the first photos of Jamaica, they're all gone, William." I was more upset over the loss of the photos than the camera itself.
Voices were audible from the kitchen as we stepped through the patio doors. The aromas were incredible, but weren't enough to lighten my mood. Most people would be upset about the camera, but even if it was my favorite, and worth a ridiculous amount of money, it was the loss of so many memories which upset me.
Jude came out of her bedroom and stopped short when she spotted us. She glanced towards the kitchen as she rushed towards us. She wrapped her arms around me, and whispered loud enough so William could hear her, "Everyone thinks you went for an early walk." I stiffened, unsure how much she knew. "I put your camera in your bedroom." She chuckled as she stepped back. As she turned, she reached out and tugged on William's shirt. "You really do pack neatly."
I stood motionless, completely stunned and my body turned to lava with embarrassment. Just before Jude turned the corner to the kitchen, she glanced over her shoulder. "By the way, William, you should get a tan on that ass."
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28 year old writer, Vanessa Fortney, has travelled the world, living life to the fullest. When she comes home due to the unexpected death of her only blood relatives, she only has one regret; never finding a love that triumphs all others.
In a beautiful valley in the Rocky Mountains, Nessa finds herself wondering about a mysterious stranger who saved her after a nearly disastrous car accident. The mystery that surrounds Daniel is quickly replaced by the increasing attraction Nessa feels for him.
Will she find that love that transcends all love or will an unforeseen tragedy keep them apart?
My love for books began at a very small age. I lived inside the many worlds the local library could provide. The characters within those pages were my companions and my support when I needed someone most.
My imagination began to soar as I grew. I began writing small poems as a teenager, but never thought much about publishing or expanding beyond put my words to paper.
After my children were born our love for a certain TV show fueled my love for writing. Using my children as inspiration, I began to write fanfiction, my children being the characters within the stories.
My passion for putting words to paper (or screen as is the norm now) has turned from passion to obsession. I've made some incredible friends through this journey and in turn, have become not only an author but a promoter and supporter for those whose imagination dreams characters and worlds that I can lose myself in.
I thank my precious children, my beautiful soul-mate and my forever sister and best friend for being my constant rock and support as I continue to walk this road called life.
Sign of the Green Dragon
by C. Lee McKenzie
GENRE: Middle Grade
When a wall of their cave hideout crumbles, three boys discover a skeleton, clutching a treasure map. They set off to trace the story of an old murder, but stumble into a modern crime, and confront ancient Chinese dragons.
Sam inched forward and aimed the flashlight inside. “Uh oh.”
“What?” Joey gasped.
“It’s a ... well, kind of a ... skeleton.”
“Awww,” Roger screamed, ran, tripped, and sprawled on his stomach.
“It can’t hurt you, Roger,” Sam said. “Come on.
Take a look.” One thing about being in a family of paleontologists, you got used to bones.
Roger quick-shook his head. “No. No. No.”
Joey took three slow steps and stood next to Sam. “Sweet. A dead guy. Man, let’s get out of here.”
“Hold this.” Sam handed Joey the flashlight. “Keep the light on him, okay?”
The skeleton was partly covered by a tattered shirt and pants. Bony fingers clutched a wooden box with a piece of thin metal about two inches long on its top.
Reaching inside, Sam tried to pry the box from the skeleton’s grasp, but the finger bones fell through the rib cage and clattered to the bottom of the chest. The box lodged between the ribs.
The light jiggled in Joey’s hand. “Come on Sam, enough already.”
Sam picked up the thin metal piece from the top of the box, and held it under the light. One end of it was bent at a right angle. A faded red tassel looped through the other end.
“Here, take this.” Sam handed Joey the strange object, then reached inside the chest and gripped the box. He lifted it slow and easy. It could be a trap. It could be dangerous. His hands twitched and the edge of the box caught on a rod that held the chest lid open. He barely snatched the box free before the lid crashed down.
What sounded like an angry dragon exploded around the cave.
“What?” Joey gasped.
“It’s a ... well, kind of a ... skeleton.”
“Awww,” Roger screamed, ran, tripped, and sprawled on his stomach.
“It can’t hurt you, Roger,” Sam said. “Come on.
Take a look.” One thing about being in a family of paleontologists, you got used to bones.
Roger quick-shook his head. “No. No. No.”
Joey took three slow steps and stood next to Sam. “Sweet. A dead guy. Man, let’s get out of here.”
“Hold this.” Sam handed Joey the flashlight. “Keep the light on him, okay?”
The skeleton was partly covered by a tattered shirt and pants. Bony fingers clutched a wooden box with a piece of thin metal about two inches long on its top.
Reaching inside, Sam tried to pry the box from the skeleton’s grasp, but the finger bones fell through the rib cage and clattered to the bottom of the chest. The box lodged between the ribs.
The light jiggled in Joey’s hand. “Come on Sam, enough already.”
Sam picked up the thin metal piece from the top of the box, and held it under the light. One end of it was bent at a right angle. A faded red tassel looped through the other end.
“Here, take this.” Sam handed Joey the strange object, then reached inside the chest and gripped the box. He lifted it slow and easy. It could be a trap. It could be dangerous. His hands twitched and the edge of the box caught on a rod that held the chest lid open. He barely snatched the box free before the lid crashed down.
What sounded like an angry dragon exploded around the cave.
C. Lee McKenzie has a background in Linguistics and Inter-Cultural Communication. Her greatest passion is writing for young readers. Sign of the Green Dragon is her third Middle Grade novel. Alligators Overhead and the sequel, The Great Time Lock Disaster were her first two. She has traditionally published four young adult novels: Sliding on the Edge, The Princess of Las Pulgas, Double Negative and Sudden Secrets.
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Dirty Dealings
By AJ Adams
US$3.99
Complete and self-standing novel
105,000 words
Romance and Crime
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I could’ve fucking strangled her. She knew it too because she stepped away quickly. “Touch me and I’ll have you!†she snarled.
“Bruja mala leche! What the fuck do you think you’re playing at! You can’t push me around!â€
“Sure I can.†Her eyes were slate grey, the same colour as the sky, and just as cold. “I need help, and you’re going to give it.â€
“What the hell are you talking about?â€
“I’ve got a situation. I need someone who isn’t afraid of murder and mayhem.â€
I should have charmed her, offered to help and maybe it would have settled it, but I was too mad to even consider it. “Help you? Over my dead fucking body!â€
She shrugged. “We can do it that way, too.†She took out her phone. “I’ll call you soon, hopefully within the hour. If you still refuse, I call Smith.†The eyes were hard. “I’d rather not shop you, because I hate that bastard, but I will if you make me.â€
I gave her my number. I mean, I wanted to kill her, but in London they notice things like bodies in the street. Especially if you’re careless enough to do it in broad daylight next to a cop shop.
Quique is having a bad time. Back in Mexico his marriage has fallen apart and his wife has made him a laughing stock by cheating on him. Now he’s in London and finding himself out of his depth with a complex commercial deal. To make things worse, Natalia Truelove, a chef and pub manager, is blackmailing him. Quique is ready to commit murder and he’s pretty sure who his first victim will be.
Warning: Dirty Dealings contains strong adult language and themes as well as graphic violence and fully depicted love scenes.
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