~*~ New Release ~*~ Stroked By Meghan Quinn

We’re celebrating the release of STROKED by Meghan Quinn! 

STROKED by Meghan Quinn
Scheduled to release: July 20, 2016
NA Romantic Comedy

Reese King: Olympic medalist, underwear model, Greek god.

His body is chiseled from rock, sculpted by the weight room, and refined by water.

On a daily basis his skin is completely bare for everyone to see, tan and defined, only covered up by a minuscule piece of spandex. There is no denying his sex appeal.

I hate to admit it, but I’m head over heels infatuated with him.

There is one HUGE problem though. His achingly gorgeous abs, inked up arm, and cocky swagger belong to my boss, the high-profile, reality star bitch from hell and certified heinous human being, Bellini Chambers.

What I think is going to be an easy job assisting a glorified wench turns into a cluster f*ck of epic proportions.






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About the Author:
Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!
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~*~ New Release & Review ~*~ November Rain (Bad Bloods, #1) by Shannon A. Thompson


Bad Bloods Book Release!

Letter from the author:

Publishing is quite the journey! As some of you know, Bad Bloods was my first published book—originally released when I was only 16 in 2007—but now that I’m older, I am beyond ecstatic that Bad Bloods is getting a second chance almost a decade later. Special thanks goes out to my publisher, Clean Teen Publishing, for believing in this story, and of course, an extra thanks goes out to all the book bloggers reading and reviewing it. You all are my stars.

Bad Bloods in 35 words or less: 17-year-old Serena is the only bad blood to escape execution. Now symbolized for an election, she must prove her people are human despite hindering abilities before everyone is killed and a city is destroyed.

November Rain, Part One, released TODAY

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November Snow, Part Two, releases July 25, 2016

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Series Synopsis:

Seventeen-year-old Serena isn’t human. She is a bad blood, and in the city of Vendona, bad bloods are executed. In the last moments before she faces imminent death, a prison guard aids her escape and sparks a revolt. Back on the streets determined to destroy her kind, Serena is spared by a fellow bad blood named Daniel. His past tragedies are as equally mysterious as her connection to them. Unbeknownst to the two, this connection is the key to winning an election for bad bloods’ rights to be seen as human again. But Serena is the only one who can secure Vendona’s vote.

When the two unite, their accidental relationship becomes the catalyst for a twelve-year war to continue. Exposing the twisted past of a corrupt city, Daniel, Serena, and every bad blood they know will come together to fight and win, but very few of them will survive to see the day. Bad blood or human, a city will burn, and all will be united by catastrophic secrets and irrevocable tragedy.

What are readers already saying?


“The best duology I’ve ever read! Action packed. Fast paced. Heartbreaking. The ending brought me to tears and made my heart melt.”Crazy Beautiful Reads

“A fast paced fantasy, sci-fi story full of exciting characters with their own fascinating abilities and background stories. Didn’t disappoint one bit! For fans of Red Queen and Shatter Me: this one is definitely something you should check out!” The Book Prints

“Fresh and alluring. November Rain is an amazing treat. I loved it and can’t wait to be an avid fan of the series. The series is definitely going to be worth drooling over.” – Read, Watch, and Think 

“I recommend November Rain for EVERYONE but especially fans of dystopian and SCIFI. A great novel… It was full of strong characters each with their own background and an interesting world.”The Book Forums

My Review:

Firstly I want to begin by saying a HUGE thank you to Shannon for giving me a copy of this amazing book and being so incredibly awesome!

Set in a distant future, November Rain takes place in a city called Vendona. A city that is divided between humans and Bad Bloods -I believe the bad bloods to be sort of human/hybrid as they each seem to posses a different set of powers.

We meet a young teen named Serena, and the opening few pages show Serena’s battle of trying to escape imprisonment from a camp she’s currently in. A camp where terrible things happen to young bad Bloods. Having been helped by someone within the camp Serena does what she knows best – she runs.

Running on the streets, with fear in her heart,  and for her life Serena becomes involved in another sticky situation where she is saved by a dark and handsome male – Daniel. She desperately need to get back to her family, her flock, but Daniel takes her somewhere else to recuperate and recover.

With the elections at their door, everyone is even more tense and colder than they used to be.

Is this what humans have turned like?

Can Serena and her flock figure out what is going on?

Can they trust a human to win the elections to save their bad blood civilisations?

What will happen when Serena & Daniel can’t deny their feelings for one another any longer?



“I’m here to say goodbye,” I blurted out, speaking over my deafening thoughts.

He blinked, startled, and I knew I had yelled it at him, but his expression softened as he stepped closer to me. He took another step, and I couldn’t move. He even reached out and touched my hand, wrapping his fingers around the flower until it was in his grasp instead of mine. “You keep saying goodbye,” he said, “yet you keep coming back.” He tucked the white flower behind my ear.

“I know.”

November Rain, Part One, released TODAY

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November Snow, Part Two, releases July 25, 2016

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~*~ Review Blitz ~*~ Defiance (The Reaper Series #1) R.S. Broadhead

Defiance (The Reaper Series, #1)

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I. Am. Death.

His only job? To watch.

Watch the family Fate branded for death be butchered by a random drunk.

Cadeus Reaper was created by Grim for reaping souls. So why can’t he do the one thing he was made for?

Cadeus always knew he was different from other Reapers. Still – he struggled to fit in, to follow orders, and earn his way to the top spot of Demoral as he was intended for, that is until he reaps a soul for the first time.

He defied Death’s law by attempting to stop a human from being executed.

He failed.

Or so he thought.
His crime would not go unpunished or unnoticed.
Trapped. In a cell. For over twenty years as mental and physical abuse haunted him–only to discover that the girl he tried to save is very much alive–but will soon be dead.

With no other choice, Cadeus has to do the impossible. Escape an inescapable prison. With the help of a newfound friend, he manages to reach freedom, only to find the world he once knew is gone. Grim has disappeared, leaving utter chaos. Fate, along with other Reapers, have taken over his home, the realm of Nekroun Earth.

Along with Demons and Angels, Fate has demanded the girl that Cadeus saved be found. Can Cadeus get to her first? Or will she end up in the hands of a fate she’s been running from?


My Review:

Firsltly I would like to give a huge thanks to the lovely R.S. Broadhead for kindly providing me with a copy of “Defiance” to read and review.
This is my first time reading anything written by her BUT I without a doubt will be stalking her social media waiting for new books to be released……Another author to add to my top list and another one to stalk:)
From the very first chapter this book blows you away….and I mean literally.
The characters jump out at you, begging you to like them, Ryker is a funny onion and I do hope we get to see more of him.
Cade is different from other Reapers.
He feels when he shouldn’t. He doesn’t understand why he does where no one else does.
Going against the order and trying to save a family that was destined to die lands him in a lifetime of imprisonment and from there everything changes for him.
I loved the whole concept with reapers, Fate, Grim and the Angels and Demons.
Their enemies are powerful, but with some unimaginable help they get set on the right path at learning how to defeat them. When they find one piece of this freak show of a puzzle they have to put together, all hell breaks loose, keeping you enthralled. It was one helluva page turner, leaving me wanting more.
This book leaves you literally screaming for more!
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~*~ Release Day Blitz ~*~ Defiance (The Reaper Series #1) R.S. Broadhead

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Defiance (The Reaper Series Book 1) by @RS Broadhead is now live!

I. Am. Death.

His only job? To watch.

Watch the family Fate branded for death be butchered by a random drunk.

Cadeus Reaper was created by Grim for reaping souls. So why can’t he do the one thing he was made for?

Cadeus always knew he was different from other Reapers. Still – he struggled to fit in, to follow orders, and earn his way to the top spot of Demoral as he was intended for, that is until he reaps a soul for the first time.

He defied Death’s law by attempting to stop a human from being executed.

He failed.

Or so he thought.
His crime would not go unpunished or unnoticed.
Trapped. In a cell. For over twenty years as mental and physical abuse haunted him–only to discover that the girl he tried to save is very much alive–but will soon be dead.

With no other choice, Cadeus has to do the impossible. Escape an inescapable prison. With the help of a newfound friend, he manages to reach freedom, only to find the world he once knew is gone. Grim has disappeared, leaving utter chaos. Fate, along with other Reapers, have taken over his home, the realm of Nekroun Earth.

Along with Demons and Angels, Fate has demanded the girl that Cadeus saved be found. Can Cadeus get to her first? Or will she end up in the hands of a fate she’s been running from?

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I tried to block the portal, but was hit in the jaw with the wood from another sickle. A blade whizzed past me so fast it practically hummed through the air. I heard a thud, and Izzy screamed before it closed. The pain in my jaw was nothing compared to the heavy feeling my heart felt at that moment. Sophia lay in front of me, gasping for breath. Her chest moved up and down in a rapid motion.

I ran a hand over her hair, pushing it away from her face. “I’m so sorry.” I had never meant the words more. It was my fault she was dying. Tears spilled out of my eyes. “Just get away from me,” she screamed. Her sobs turned into choked gasps. “I don’t want to die,” she whispered before she quit breathing.

“Get him up. You’ve got to be the stupidest sack of shit Grim’s ever made,” Paradan, Grim’s first sergeant, said. His voice was so harsh. The harshest I had ever heard it, but I didn’t care. Two Demorals snatched me from the ground. My jaw pounded. I winced as I tried to move it.

Their grip was solid around my arms. They thought I would fight them, but there was no fight left in me. I did what I thought was right. Those little girls’ blood would forever stain me and haunt my dreams. I deserved whatever punishment Grim had in store for me.

Whatever it may be.



~*~ Cover Reveal ~*~ Haunted by the King of Death (Eternal Mates #11) by Felicity Heaton

It’s time for the cover reveal of the next Eternal Mates series book, Haunted by the King of Death. I’m sure everyone has been curious about the savage, merciless vampire Lord Van der Garde since he prowled onto the scene in the second book in the series, Claimed by a Demon King, and now it’s time to find out why this dangerous and deadly alpha male is just so damned distant and untrusting of females.

If you haven’t had a chance to step into this passionate and action-packed world of dark elves, fae, demons, vampires, shifters and hunters, then you can take the leap with the first book in the series, Kissed by a Dark Prince, which is only 99c / 99p right now. Find the links to your favourite retailers at: http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk/kissed-by-a-dark-prince-paranormal-romance-novel.php

Here’s more about the next book in the series, due for release on July 30th!

Haunted by the King of Death

Haunted by the King of Death (Eternal Mates Romance Series Book 11)

Felicity Heaton

A ruthless vampire warrior, Grave Van der Garde rules the mercenary Preux Chevaliers with an iron fist, determined to retain his hard-won position as one of the most powerful men in Hell and his reputation as the heartless King of Death. But beneath the cold façade beats the heart of a vampire torn between love and hate, ripped in two directions by a single ethereally beautiful female—his fated phantom mate.

Driven by her phantom instincts, Isla used a spell to make her solid in order to deceive the vampire who killed her sister’s demon mate and have revenge on him, condemning him with a single kiss to become a phantom too. But her plan took an unexpected turn when she fell in love with him, and with her new life, and the night she betrayed him shattered both of their hearts. Now, he lives to make her suffer through their connection, one that is fading with them as they begin to slip into the phantom world, and she must face the monster she created if she is to save herself and the vampire she still loves.

With a demon from Grave’s past determined to destroy him and everything he holds dear, and the clock ticking down to their inevitable doom, can he and Isla overcome their past and their pride to work together to claim the future they both desire deep in their hearts? Or will death finally catch up with the vampire king and his phantom mate?

Pre-order your copy of Haunted by the King of Death today at: http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk/haunted-by-the-king-of-death-paranormal-romance-novel.php

Haunted by the King of Death is due for release in ebook and paperback on July 30th 2016 and will be available from all major online book retailers on that day, including Barnes and Noble Nook.

Join Felicity’s mailing list to receive a notification when Haunted by the King of Death is released, PLUS a sneak preview of the first 5 chapters of the book and chances to win a signed paperback copy: http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk/newsletter.php

Add the book to your Goodreads shelf at: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28524677-haunted-by-the-king-of-death

Books in the Eternal Mates paranormal romance series:

Felicity Heaton

About Felicity Heaton:

Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books. In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! If you’re a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you will enjoy her books too.

If you love your angels a little dark and wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong, powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her stand-alone vampire romance books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling Vampire Erotic Theatre series. Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled with hot-blooded alpha males in every species, from elves to demons to dragons to shifters and angels, then take a look at the new Eternal Mates series.

If you want to know more about Felicity, or want to get in touch, you can find her at the following places:


~*~ Blog Tour ~*~ Red Hot Sizzle Box Set

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Stock up for your summer reading with this one great box set! 
14 ALL-NEW, sizzling romance books about love, passion, and the best things in life! 
These books are all brand new and are only available in this box set! 

Fourteen new book boyfriends are here to woo you in this big box! Sit back, send the kids outside to play, and indulge in this sinfully delicious sampler of NYT, USA Today, and best-selling authors.
Dive into these decadent stories about hit men, tech moguls, shifters, new neighbors, bosses, lumberjacks, military men, motorcycle guys, and rock stars! 


These great books are just the thing for those long, lazy summer days sunning at the beach, hanging out beside the pool, or lounging around on vacation. Some are sweet, some are just for fun, and some are Red Hot!  Pre-order to get this special box set of best-selling books before it’s gone forever! 




Chloe by Lacey Silks ~
Axel Wagner saved me in more than one way, and then I ruined it by letting him touch me. He’s no longer just an employer–he’s my everything. 

Dream On by Blair Babylon ~

A new story about Alexandre and Georgie, the Duke and Duchess of Valentinois, and other rock stars. 

Bumpy Ride by Olivia Rigal ~

You’d think I’d know better. Better than to fall for a biker, and one from a different MC. Better than to get knocked up by a Nomad who vanished without a trace. Better than to try and hide it from my family. 

Banshee by Sarah M. Cradit ~ I was eighteen when I died. But then, at eighteen, I was reborn. 

Picked by the Billionaire by Daizie Draper ~ The fiery rebound-sex arrangement a dumped and already broken florist dives into with a tech mogul puts her heart in peril again. 

Two Much for You by Sky Corgan ~

Two hot men just moved in across the street. I never thought they would show up on my doorstep. And what they want is far from conventional. 

Two Wingmen and a Baby by Daisy Prescott ~

Hold onto your ovaries because this short features John, Tom Cat, and sweet Baby Day. Surely two alpha men can take care of one baby, right? 

Witch In the Window (Bend-Bite-Shift Next Gen-1 by ~ Olivia Hardin ~

As if college finals aren’t bad enough, Chelsea’s witch radar tells her the delivery man who frequents her front door is more than he seems to be. 

Right: A Hitman Romance by V. J. Chambers ~

Giovanni Gallo meant to kill Sable Clarke, not fall for her. What seems wrong actually turns out to be something so right. 

Tutoring the Wolf by Jacqueline Sweet & Devon March ~

When she’s forced to tutor to a bad boy shifter, Cassie has no idea how much she’ll learn about herself, or how much fun she’ll have doing it. 

Yours by Kim Linwood ~ Bianca met the man of her dreams in paradise, but their real lives are an ocean apart. Can he convince her that their love is worth the risk after the fairy tale ends?  Blooming Hearts by Felicia Tatum ~
First love blooms as Francesca and Cade slowly begin their descent into the depths of true love. 

Taking Charge
Shannon Macallan ~

Miranda expects Charleston to be hot, humid and boring as hell. What she finds instead is an entirely different heat with a cadet from a South Carolina military academy. 

Chasing Shadows by Sophia Barron ~

When Delilah’s witchy ways threaten to pierce Joe’s shadows; the jaguar shifter must choose between darkness and light for eternity. Will bonds of love save their world or destroy it?
Here are a few excerpts

Two Much for You

Sky Corgan


What am I doing? This is exactly what I said I wouldn’t do. It’s too late now though. My hormones bowled me over the second I stepped out of the bathroom and saw Gareth standing there shirtless. He looked
like something from my own personal fantasy collection. Maybe because he is.
I’ve pleasured myself to thoughts of being with him—thoughts of being with both of them—before. Now the alcohol has gone straight to my vagina, melting me into a puddle of wanton desire.

Maybe I could have held my resolve if I hadn’t touched him. But the second that I felt the wall of hard muscle beneath the towel… that was the end of me. Or was it when Devlin took
the towel away? Or maybe it was the way that Gareth looked at me. His expression was so earnest, so full of adoration. I don’t think it matters anymore. When he kissed me, it was over. And now I’m lost in his lips. In the feel of his hands on my body. In the headiness of his cologne.
In knowing that Devlin is standing only a few feet away and I’m going to get to kiss him too. This is so wrong, but I can’t stop it. Even if they’re just playing me and I end up
emotionally destroyed afterward, I want to feel this—want to know what it’s like to be with two beautiful men at the same time.
Can I even handle both of them at once? I guess I’m about to find out. Gareth’s mouth is hot against mine. He’s holding me like he doesn’t want to let me go—like he doesn’t want to
share. I slide a hand around the back of his neck, my fingertips gliding into the hair at his nape while I stand on tiptoe to deepen the kiss. He tastes like wine and trouble.
I don’t care anymore though.
I want trouble. Double trouble.
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Daizie Draper
Colton blinked slowly and crimped the corners of his eyes with his fingers like the emotional pain hurt his head. After a few deep breaths, he released his face and clutched my bare knee instead. Unexpectedly,
he stayed there and scratched at it, as if he could feel tendrils of fire and sparks the same way I did and relished the sensation. “So, sweet Carys … tell me about the very first article you wrote.”
I shook my head, baffled. “What?”
“I wanna know when you got bitten, got that first prick of inspiration.”
“Why? That’s weird and random, especially right now.”
“I just do. Tell me.” He was still scratching my knee, but his touch shifted slightly beyond the bend of it up under the ruffled hem of my dress skirt.
I cleared my throat and shivered. I glanced down but the red table cloth was billowed out over part of my leg, so I couldn’t see the bulge of his hand moving up under the edge of baby blue ruffles. He traveled
more adventurously up and down my quivering thigh. I licked, then bit my lip.
“Why, uh, why do you want to know?”
“I only brought champagne and don’t think that’ll be enough to numb me. I want to think about anything else besides this heart-wrenching debacle, and learning more about you, to feed my ever-growing
curiosity, will assist me in that. Help me, please. Keep me from drowning. Tell me.”
His stroke sliding up and down my thigh was driving me mad and stirring up tingles. “Okay. Well, um, my first, my first, huh, writing gig, was an assignment for the college paper. I started as a special interest
writer. I interviewed the Biology Club, which I actually ended up joining because of all the outdoorsy things and expeditions they took part in, and I never even knew. Neither did most people. My article got them thirty-one new members. That was exciting.”
“Sounds great. Go on.” He reached under the tablecloth with his other hand too and lifted my leg and extended it across his lap.
A gasp of surprise jiggled my upper body and breasts, which he noticed.
He slowly lifted his gaze and studied my face. “In case you can’t tell, I’m a leg guy. And an ass guy. And throat, God, the throat.
Mmm, and you have a trifecta of deliciousness, beautiful girl.” With my leg on his thighs, he said, “Hold on,” and sent a couple of texts, but I couldn’t tell what he was writing. He set his phone down on the table when he was finished and resumed his gentle escapade. With both hands, he massaged my foot and traced the slim line of my leg with a wavy, swirling caress that stopped at
mid-thigh. “Okay. Continue. This truly is fascinating me, and helping.” His unexpected touch was making me tremble and swoon.
My inhale stuttered on the rocky journey to my lungs.
“Mmm. It wasn’t … it wasn’t until I earned my own weekly column and also started writing about deep topics for random articles. That’s when I first got, um, bitten by inspiration and drive. I was intending on editing with my degree, but I knew my true calling was in the stringing together of words not correcting or sharpening them.”
“Mmm, that’s because you’re a creative soul, an artist at heart, with a love of depth, beauty and perfection.”
“Yes, I am.” Had Max ever said anything remotely like that? Has he ever seen that? I couldn’t recall. And that bummed me out. How is it that this guy knows me better? It feels like we’ve known each other for ages rather than days. A soft flute sounded in the distance. I gasped and looked over my shoulder in that direction. “What are you doing? You told them to go?”
“I did. Why should we waste this moment?”
“But…you’re not proposing.” I shook my head.
More instruments blended in and started edging closer, filling the night sky with “Arms” by Christina Perri, but it didn’t sound as cool without her lilting voice.


“No, I’m not. I’m living, hard, so I’m not crushed by anguish. Remember what I said was the key to overcoming a funk. You just have to plow through and live life to the fullest, even when you don’t feel like it. I have to thrive and feel something else, something so much better. Something … like this.” He went deeper up my skirt, so deep, he was hooking his finger into my bikini string and now scratching at my hipbone.

Blooming Hearts
Felicia Tatum
My nose was stuck in my current romance novel. I followed along as the girl fell in love with her best friend (the bad boy), wishing life was really that way.
I didn’t even notice when he walked by me on the sidewalk. Or when he stopped a few yards from me, and came back in my direction to take a seat beside me.
“Hey. Do you want a cracker?”
a velvet voice asked me.
I didn’t look up, I wasn’t sure if he was even talking to me. Why would an attractive senior be talking to me?
“Hey, I’m talking to you,” he said, a chuckle in his voice.
I slowly lifted my head, peering at him from under my long lashes. His dark brown hair swept across his forehead, and his deep blue eyes made me gasp. He wore the ultimate laid back style, a white t-shirt and jeans. All he needed was a black leather jacket, and he would be the bad boy from my book. The smile on his face was breathtaking, and I found myself unable to speak.
“Hi, I’m Cade,” he said, a huge grin on his handsome face. He sat beside me.
“Hi, I’m Francesca.”
“Why are you always sitting here alone, Francesca?” he asked, placing his hand on my knee.
Shivers went up my spine while butterflies flew rampant in my stomach.
A hot senior guy had his hand on my knee. My eyes looked at it, wondering what was happening. Was the world ending? Was this a prank? Did he mean to do that?
“I like to read,” I stated lamely. God, I sounded stupid.
Laughing, he replied, “I can see that. You didn’t hear me ask if you wanted a cracker.” He held out a pack of peanut butter and cheese crackers. I always thought they were disgusting, but I considered taking one in that moment.
“No, thanks,” I said, shaking my head. I gave him a warm smile.
“Ok,” he said. Before he could say more, my bus pulled up. Right on time, of all days.
“That’s my bus,” I told him.
“Ok,” he said, finally lifting his hand from my leg. “Do you mind if I come back sometime?” he asked, a twinkle in his eyes. Standing, he held a hand out to assist me.
“Not at all,” I said, giving him a genuine smile. He seemed nice. New friends weren’t a bad thing. Why was his hand so warm? Was my palm supposed to be tingling?
He walked me to the bus.
“Ok, good. Maybe I’ll see you around school sometime. You should say hi.” He sauntered off, looking back long enough to wave.
Witch in the Window
Olivia Hardin

“You’ll need to sign for it.” He set the box on the rail beside the door, then made a move to take the book from her hand.
“Don’t touch me.” Chelsea backed up into the door frame. She slammed the textbook closed, mentally cursing herself for not thinking to mark her place, then reached into the house and placed it on the table to the left of the door.
The delivery man smirked at her as he pulled an electronic device from his back pocket and scanned the box, then handed her the pen so that she could write onto the pad. She managed to get that chore done without allowing her skin to make contact with his. He smiled and shook his head in amusement when she handed the scanner back to him.
“I wish you’d get another route,” she told him as she took the box.
“Little witch, if that’s what you wish, you could just stop sending packages to yourself.”
Her face flamed in mortification and she cut her gaze up to the perch where two of her roommates were hiding, watching their secret obsession from above. With narrowed eyes, she turned back to him and snarled low, “You think you know so much. But I know what you are.”
He tilted his head to the side. “You don’t know so much.” He reached out his hand, scissoring a lock of her blond hair between two fingers.
Chelsea wanted to stop him.
She wanted to pull away and run back into the safety of the house.
She wanted to slap his hand away.
But she couldn’t do any of those. She stood frozen, mesmerized by the dark appreciation in his eyes as he examined her hair.
“Your walls are strong,” he murmured, his palm so close to her cheek that she could feel the heat of his skin. “Why are you afraid of me?”
Chelsea swallowed, unable to clear the lump developing in her throat. “I’m not afraid. I’m cautious. I don’t associate with demons.”
He laughed, then pursed his lips as he stared into her, “You really don’t know much, do you?” Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, and she turned her head towards his hand, closing her eyes when he
cupped her cheek. A rush of excitement sped from her fingertips along her arms and settled in her chest as she sucked in a breath of air.
“Please stop,” she begged softly.
His thumb caressed her cheek along her eye socket. With her eyes still shut, she felt his lips brush across hers. And suddenly his touch was gone, and she snapped her lids open wide. He was walking away from her, a confident swagger to his steps. 
She didn’t even know his name.
“I’m called Rinu.”

Lacey Silks

“Don’t do it,” someone whispered from behind me.
That alone made me want to take a step forward, but the soothing voice stilled my whole body.
“Come on. Life can’t be that bad, can it?” he asked.
I looked to the side, where a handsome man in a white shirt was leaning over the railing, looking down instead of at me. Scratch that – handsome was a definite understatement of his perfectly chiseled jaw line,
broad muscular shoulders, and shoulder-length hair tied into a bun. Not the man-bun type right on top of the head, but one tied a bit lower, ponytail style, with the perfect tease all around to give his curls a puffier look.
“Are you trying to get me to talk?”
“Obviously it’s working,” he smirked, finally meeting my gaze. Those eyes were so captivating that I wondered if he’d been sent here by my guardian angel to save me.
“So, you’re the smart-ass type?”
“I’d say it takes one to know one, but I don’t want to anger you. Come on, beautiful, take my hand.” He reached out.
Why did he call me beautiful? I fell for it before, and I wasn’t about to fall for it again. I shook my head and tiptoed further away.
Fear flashed across his face before the composed look of I can handle anything the world throws at me returned. “You won’t jump,” he said.
“This isn’t Titanic. And you’re not Jack. Even if you were, I hate the name Jack, so there.”
That was true. Although Jack had been the instigator of my troubles, they were now fueled by someone much more dangerous. It was a wonder how much trouble a girl could get into in less than a month away from home.
“Ok, well, do me a favor, then. Let me at least call your parents to tell them their daughter is a pancake.”
“I don’t have any family, and eeww, that’s gross.”
“What? You think once you hit that pavement your pretty face will remain that way? No way, honey. Every bone in your body will break.
Did you know there are two hundred and six bones in a human body? And the tiny ones, like your fingers and toes, hurt like a bitch. Trust me, I know.”
He cracked his knuckles as he reached out his hand, and though I looked for a crooked finger, I couldn’t find one. Instead, I couldn’t help but stare at the fine lines of his digits, their length and strength.
“And yeah, you may say that it will last only a second.
But heck, I wouldn’t want to experience the last second of my life as the most painful one. I’d rather get a heart attack from fucking too hard.”
Chasing Shadows
Sophia Barron

Odd, that the brujo would be worried over such a small use of magic. Unless, he wanted the job, and was offended he hadn’t been asked. Delilah hadn’t figured out precisely how Joe tied into so much of the shifter community, but this was a theory she could test. “Have you tried to hire anyone else?”
“Nope.” Faith’s answer was simple, but Delilah caught the girl’s eyes following her gaze.
Joe flushed under the Faith’s calm regard, and shifted his weight back and forth as the moment, and the silence, stretched almost to the breaking point.
Finally, Delilah broke the tension. “Why not? I bet Joe knows some pretty neat spells that could do what you’re asking.” She couldn’t help but grin at Joe’s obvious discomfort.
Faith shrugged, and her chin dropped. Delilah could practically see the thoughts spinning in the girl’s head. She didn’t miss the furtive glare the girl sent toward Joe, either. Interesting, indeed.
Delilah cleared her throat, and deliberately bumped the candy jar. That was enough to drag an answer out of Faith.
“His magic’s too dark, and too old. Besides, he’s always grumpy, and this is supposed to be a party.” The kid drew out the word party in the most amusing way. Still, something about that simple, direct answer had Del’s nerves on edge.
She’d been leery of Joe for a while. But Del surely wouldn’t call him old old. The man had a long way to go to hit gray hair and rocking chair days. He couldn’t be much more than a few years older than Del so why was Faith worried about his magic being too old? It might be time to do a little
investigating into the man’s past. Later.
“Alright, I’ll consider it. What will my payment be?” Del kept her whole attention focused on the little girl, determined to give this bargain the weight it deserved. The child was young, but great power deserved
“I thought maybe I could help you with your wards.” Faith stared at the tapestry behind Del, and goose bumps danced up Del’s arms. She hated to turn down the kid’s payment; but that was too much to ask of such a young child. Even though Del knew in her heart their magic would intertwine perfectly, if those wards ever back-lashed—she couldn’t put the kid in the line
of fire.
“Honey, I appreciate the offer, but—”
A quiet cough interrupted her. “It’s too much for the simple spells she,” Joe nodded toward Del, then crouched in front of Faith and continued, “will need to make your party perfect.”
“Brujo, I don’t want your dark magic.” Faith’s young voice went chill in a heartbeat. Delilah could feel the child’s magic starting to pool. Shit.
“I know, dulcissime puer” Joe said. He rocked back on his heels, kept his voice soft and unthreatening. “I wasn’t offering. When you bargain with spells, you must trade like for like or reap the consequences.”
His words faded to a near-whisper as he finished his explanation.
Joe stayed crouched, calm and cool despite the looming weight of gathering power poised to hammer him and the entire shop to bits.
Brave man, or stupid man? Heart racing, Del shoved the question aside in favor of readying a grounding spell. Just in case. As she prepped, she took a moment to really look at Joe. Dark hair, broad shoulders, killer ass. And apparently patience for days.
Taking Charge
Shannon Macallan

My pulse is racing.  I’ve just asked her out.  She hasn’t said yes yet, but she also didn’t just immediately say no.  Did I wake up in bizzaro world this morning? 
The single-breasted uniform jacket is suddenly warm; my necktie too constricting.  I can’t catch my breath.
“Well, if you’d like to explore Charleston at all, I’ve got a car.”  Her eyes light up with interest.  “Well, it’s transportation, at
least.  Reliable transportation.  Mostly.”  In other company I wouldn’t have any reason to be embarrassed by the truck, but Miranda McGuire didn’t grow up riding around in that sort of
“So, dinner and you’ll show me around town?”
“If you’d be interested, yes.  I’d, ah, I’d be happy to.”  I’m starting to have second thoughts about this.  What if she says no?  Fuck that, what if she says yes?  If she says no, I know how to handle that situation.  I just write it off as experience and try again with someone else.
I’ve just asked out the daughter of one of the ten richest men in America.  What the hell am I supposed to do if she says yes? 
“Then I’d love to take you up on it.”  Miranda sets down the cup of coffee she’d poured for Eldridge and digs around in a small leather bag.  “Ah hah!
Here we go.”  She’s doing something at the counter, but with her back to me I can’t tell what.  No, she’s writing something.  She’s bent slightly at the waist, and oh damn.  There’s a long, slow curve down her back, down to where her waist pinches in, and then flaring outward again where her skirt is stretched tight over an absolutely perfect- Down, boy!  Stop staring at that beautiful ass!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Stop the clock.  What did she just say?
“You just said…” My voice trails off.  I know I sound like an idiot, but I simply cannot believe that this girl, this beautiful and intelligent girl, and oh by the way rich, may have just said yes to me.
“Yes, Jack,” she says, her voice warm.  “I’d love to have dinner with you tonight, and I’d love it if you showed me around your city.”  My eyes are wide with shock, and I’m absolutely sure I’m turning red.  She
presses something into my hand, closing my fingers around it with both of hers.  It’s a business card, with a hand-written phone number on the back.
“Give me an hour or so after we finish in the conference room today, then call me.  We’ve got to get back in there, though.  Uncle Gerry will be
wondering where his coffee is, and he’ll be lost without me feeding him information.” 
Her heels are clicking down the hallway before I release a breath I didn’t know I was holding.  I already miss the warmth of her hands wrapped around mine.  Where am I going to take her tonight?  What the hell have I gotten myself into?


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Title: Broken Pieces (Cape Isle, #3)

Release date: August 16th, 2016

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Zack: I made a promise to myself the day I met Lexie Sinclaire—a promise that I would protect her. What I didn’t expect was to fall in love with my best friend.
For eighteen years I have kept my feelings for her a secret, always waiting for the right time to tell her. So, when that time finally comes, the unthinkable happens and I find myself doubting if she is the one who can mend my broken pieces.


Lexie: I never realized Zack’s true feelings for me. I should have seen them all along, but I didn’t and now it may be too late. My strong best friend is crumbling,
barely holding on. I’m scared that his broken pieces are too fractured and I’m not sure if I’m capable of holding them together.


Author info:

Bio- Allie Able is a romance writer, who tries to juggle her time between being a mother, a wife and an author. Allie was raised in a small town in Mississippi
and now resides in Georgia. Reading and writing romance has always been her first love. She decided to pursue her dreams of becoming a writer full-time, when the characters dancing around in her head wouldn’t stop demanding her attention. Now she can be found
sitting at her desk, feeding her coffee addiction, as she creates her love stories, that are sweet with a touch of spice.


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