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Wanted by Dee Palmer

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Title: Wanted

Author: Dee Palmer

Genre: Erotic Romantic
Comedy

Release Date: March 30, 2017


BLURB

I waited ten years for the right guy, then
four come along at once.

I wasn’t even looking for my Mr Right. I
thought I’d found him and he was just waiting for that perfect moment to pop
the question. When the time came it was far from perfect the event left me a
humiliated, broken-hearted mess.

Still, a person would have to be batshit
crazy to do what I’ve done, or I’m about to do.

I’m Orange County bound with all my worldly
possessions crammed into five suitcases and an agreement to marry one of four
complete strangers.

I just don’t know which one of the four men
it’s going to be.

No need to panic.

I have a whole month to make my decision.  Who would do such a thing? No sane woman
that’s for sure, but then with a name like Seraphim, I was never going to
normal.

Hi, you can call me Finn.



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“Stay, Finn…please,” she mutters, her
fat lip wobbling. She’s killing me.

“I can’t, Hope” I shake my head and
the heaviness in my heart, the sadness I feel is a fraction of the sorrow I
have endured and she knows this.  “I
wasted ten years of my life with a man who had no intention of marrying me H,
and he even took delight in humiliating me about that fact in front of all my
friends. He made me feel utterly worthless and now…” I stutter and draw in a
fortifying breath, “I have these men and one of them promised to marry me. I
get to choose…me, I—” I clamp my mouth shut at my apocalyptic fuck-up.

“Men?” she snaps.

“Man, I meant man.” I wave my hand to
dismiss my seemingly silly mistake,

“You said men,” Hope corrects
and then gasps. “Finn you didn’t answer that advert?” Her hands fly to
her mouth, eyes like saucers and we both suck in a shocked breath.

“I…I…—” I can’t construct a sentence. She
steps up to me and interrupts so I don’t have to. I wish she didn’t.

“That’s who you’ve been talking to so
secretively these last three months every spare minute. That’s what all this
gym shit you’ve been dragging me to morning, noon, and night for the last three
months has been all about. It’s because you need to be fit enough to take on
four guys?” She stares at me  and her
mouth is open so wide it’s comical, but I’m not laughing. I’m waiting for the
scream, the howl of judgement to rain down on my slutty arse. I draw in a
breath and brace.

“Yes.” I tip my chin and time comes to
a halt…and continues to halt I frown at my friend, the statue. Her wide emerald
eyes are fixed and focused, though I’m not sure on what. I wave my hand in from
of her face but she doesn’t flinch. Is it possible to be catatonic standing
up?

“Hope? Are you okay? You’re kind of
freaking me out.” I look around to see if anyone else is observing my friend’s
weird behaviour, but no one is paying us any attention. Well, other than the parking
officer who is scowling between Dolly and the No Waiting sign. “Hope!” I hiss a
little loud, and she blinks and gives a full body shudder, regaining her
senses.

“Four guys?” she asks with a degree of
aw in her tone.

I hesitate but answer.

“Yes.”

“At one time?” She arches a brow and
her lips begin to curl into a wicked smirk.

“Not necessarily. We haven’t actually
gone over the logistics,” I reply, a little straight-laced given the topic, but
we’re hardly in a secret-sharing environment.

“But they wanted a twenty year old?”

Her incredulous face pisses me off and
I place my hands on my hips and tip my chin, my tone is a little on the
defensive side.

“Well, they got a mid-to-late
twenty-year-old, that has worked her arse to knock the last several years off
her clock…literally.” I straighten my back and subtly tighten my tummy in lieu
of drawing in an obvious slimming breath.

“Oh babe, you do. You look smoking hot
don’t worry about that.” She pats my arms and flashes her best friend reassuring
smile.  “No. You need to worry more about
the fact that you don’t have enough holes, because babe, that’s something you
can’t fix at the gym.” She bites her lip to hold in her trademark filthy laugh,
but I crack first and she’s quick to follow. She throws back her head, full on
belly aching, dirty laughter falling from her lips, eyes streaming, shaking her
head. “Oh my God, you’re going to be kept busy around the cock.” She doubles
over at her own joke and waves me down because I think she has another. “They’re
in the Forces right? They’re going to want everything to run like cockwork.”

“Okaaaay then, are we finished?” I pat
her back as she attempts to regain her composure.

“Sorry. So sorry…too tempting, but
you’re right, you have a flight to catch…the cock is ticking. No time to be dicking
around now.” She snorts out another laugh.

“Hope.” I sigh.

“Look, Finn. I still think you’re
batshit insane, but if you have to go crazy at least you’ll have lots of nuts
to keep you company.” She pulls me in for a final hug, but I can see she’s
genuinely smiling, and her face is a little wet from her tears, but her
expression doesn’t hold any anxiousness or tension. There’s a little worry, but
that’s understandable. Maybe I should’ve told her sooner. “I just want
you to promise to do one thing for me.” She clears her throat and her tone is
soft but serious.

“What’s that?” I ask and wait with
bated breath for her to tell me what she’ll need from me to ease her mind, and
if it’s anything within my power. She hesitates a moment before her shoulders
start to shake.

“Pictures…I want lots of
pictures.” She snickers some more.

“I’m gone. I’ll call you when I land.”
I turn on my heel and start to push the half-tonne trolley away from my best,
but annoying friend.

“With pictures!” she calls after me.

“Sure, with pictures.” I turn my back
to the trolley, so I’m facing her but pushing the beast up the ramp, away from
the cars.

“You go, girl. Take one for the team!
Oh wait, no. Take four with the team!” she shouts over the entire departures
drop-off area, with the volume of a crowd control foghorn.

AUTHOR BIO

Dee
Palmer hates talking about herself in the third person so I won’t. My husband
had my iPod engraved one Christmas with ‘sing like no-one’s listening’ and I
know my family actually wish they weren’t listening because I am, in fact, tone
deaf but it doesn’t stop me and this gentle support has enabled me to fulfill a
dream. This has been a truly brilliant experience. Amazon Best seller in Erotic
Romance category and short listed for Erotic Author Guild Best Breakthrough
Author and Best Series for The Choices Trilogy in 2015..it’s been a pretty
fantastic first year! 

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The Perfect 1 by Cory Cyr

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Title: The Perfect 1
Author: Cory Cyr
Genre: Urban Erotic Romance
Release Date: March 31, 2017 
Jensyn Parrish was one of the world’s most gorgeous supermodels, dubbed the “Perfect 10” for most of her career. Thirteen years ago, a horrific car accident left her face disfigured. Suffering the loss of her beauty, career, and self-worth, she seeks a life of quiet seclusion in Hawaii.


Lincoln Bass, a New York best-selling author and adrenaline junkie, has no idea what he could possibly have in common with his brother’s friend Jensyn. After suddenly being impaired with blindness at only twenty-five, his life is forever altered. Independent, headstrong, and ever the daredevil, Lincoln is stricken with the certainty that if he wants to continue writing, he needs help.

Two people damaged by circumstances of fate…

Disguising who she once was becomes a difficult task for Jensyn. Her only job is to help Lincoln finish his book. But boundaries are somehow obscured and fiction becomes their reality.


 
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Review – Anson (The Black Stallion Trilogy #3) by Maggie Ryan & Alta Hensley

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Anson Steele, along with his two brothers and father, lives by one code: Help all in need. Even if it means saving those who walk among the most sinister criminals in the world. Known as The Black Stallions, their mission is simple – provide rescue and safety to the innocents drawn into the evil depths of the underground.
Natalia Alvarez has been sold to the leader of one of Argentinian’s largest drug cartels at an underground human auction. Being sold to the highest bidder, she is now nothing more than a possession of Juan Montez and hidden away deep within the walls of his South American compound.

Anson Steele has been on the hunt for Natalia since the day he first saw her at the auction and helplessly had to watch her while not being able to do a thing about it. But he has made it is life’s mission to find this woman and pull her out of the depths of hell at whatever cost. She will be his save one way or another.
With the backdrop of the mission being the unforgiving jungles and the dangerous streets of Argentina, and escaping a foreign country near impossible, is Natalia doomed to be locked away forever?

While fighting against a powerful drug cartel and their ruthless leader, will Anson Steele be able to rescue Natalia before it is too late? Will they both be able to find refuse in The Black Stallion Ranch and put this awful nightmare behind them?

 

The last installment in the trilogy kind of left me disappointed. Don’t get me wrong this book has its merits.  

I have to say that I prefer the main characters in this book to the others in the previous books. Anson isn’t as hotheaded as Maddox or Stryder. 

Anson is meticulous and is the clever one of the bunch. He plans it all out but he didn’t count on Natalia recognizing him and not wanting to go with him. Since he saw Natalia at the auction he can’t get her out of his head.  

Anson is a strong alpha lead but knows that when he isn’t capable of doing something he concedes and lets Natalia take the lead. Refreshing I tell you.  

Natalia Alvarez former Drug Cartel Princess lost her whole family in a massacre to the Montez Cartel. She planned to be at that auction to avenge her family but after six months. She willing went with Montez. But there is something holding her back. 

Natalia is a sassy heroine with a backbone made of steel but she was also a tad boring. She showed some vulnerability but there was just too much time they spent alone in the jungle in Argentina. Yes, I know they get to know one another and all that jazz but nothing happens.  

These two authors know how to write and they bring real emotions into the book and they harmonize well with one another. The story is captivating and has you in high anticipation of what is going to happen. But for some reason it just didn’t work for me.  But that’s not to say that it won’t work for you. 

If I would have to try and pinpoint it why it personally didn’t work for me then I would say that I found the plot of the drug cartel to be slightly weaker compared to what happened in books 1 & 2. But nevertheless, an enjoyable read with likeable characters and authors who know what they are doing.  

An epilogue for all would have been the icing on the cake and that Anson did fulfill his “cheesy” dream of climbing Mount Everest as a homage to his parents.

 

 

 

 

Getting His by Emily Minton & Shelley Sprinfield

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Title: Getting His
Author: Emily Minton and Shelley Springfield
Genre: Romance/Erotica
Release Date: March 30, 2017
Cover Artist: Designs by Dana
He has never met a woman he wanted to keep, until she walks into his life. 
Tucker Brady doesn’t expect to find the woman of his dreams while eating lunch at the local Dairy Dip. It takes only a quick look at Hadley Walsh, and he is like a man possessed. He has one goal: sliding between her legs and staying there. 
Getting His woman is the only thing that matters. 
Now that Tucker has her by his side, his life is nearly perfect. His days are filled with laughter, and his nights are full of hot sex. There’s only one little problem; his mother and Hadley hate each other. Playing referee between the two women is driving him fucking nuts! 
How can Tucker fix this without having to choose between the woman in his bed and the woman who gave him life?


USA Today Bestselling author, Emily Minton is a Kentucky native. She is proud to call the Bluegrass State her home. She claims she bleeds blue–Wildcat Blue! She has been married to her husband, David, for over twenty years. They share two wonderful children.


Shelley was born and raised in Kentucky and doesn’t see herself leaving the bluegrass state anytime soon. Shelley and her husband have been together for sixteen years, and they share three beautiful daughters and one handsome son.

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SIN WITH ME by J.T. Geissinger

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J.T. Geissinger’s SIN WITH ME releases April 25th – just a little under a month away – but we couldn’t wait that long to give you another peek at what’s between the covers! Find out more about SIN WITH ME below and read an excerpt!

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About SIN WITH ME
The past she can’t remember. The secret he hides. And a love that’s worth risking it all.
After a devastating car crash stole both her family and her memory, Grace Stanton was left with no past and an uncertain future. Now Grace likes to keep things simple. No sleepovers, never date a guy more than a month, and never, ever fall in love. Which is exactly why Grace avoids Bad Habit’s lead guitarist, Brody Scott, at all costs. The green-eyed, sexy-as-hell musician has “trouble” tattooed all over him, and Grace isn’t taking any chances with her heart.
Brody knows he doesn’t deserve an amazing woman like Grace—her creamy skin, red hair, or that smart mouth that fuels his every fantasy—but there’s something between them that’s more than chemistry. Something real. He’ll just have to convince Grace that he’s worth the risk—and hide the secret that haunts his worst dreams. But when fate plays a cruel hand, Brody’s darkest sin suddenly threatens his last chance at redemption…and the life of the woman he loves.
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Nico turns his head and breaks into a grin. He says to someone out of my line of sight, “Glad you could make it, slowpoke.”

It’s interesting the way my pulse spikes when I realize he must be speaking to Brody. Interesting and annoying, because I’m not the kind of woman whose pulse is easily spiked. I was once robbed at gunpoint by a crackhead and my reaction was to look at him and calmly say,

“I’m happy to give you money for drugs, but what you really need is a hot meal, a hot bath, and a hug.”

He took the money.

“You guys ran out so fast you left tire marks on the driveway.” Brody rounds the row of chairs I’m sitting in, trades a back-slapping hug with Nico and a nod to the other guys, and then asks Kat, “How’s Chloe?”

I’m too busy staring at him to hear the answer.

There’s just something about him that’s so . . . cool. I don’t know how else to describe it. He’s very good-looking, but in an approachable, boy-next-door sort of way. Unlike Nico, whose body looks carved “by Michelangelo from a perfect piece of granite, or A.J., who’s the size of The Hulk, Brody is slim and graceful like a runway model. His shoulders are lightly framed in muscle, his waist is narrow, his legs are long and lean.

He has a lope like a wolf’s, a Cheshire Cat grin, and a husky laugh that puts you in mind of the bedroom. The man is just plain sexy.

He also dresses like a Johnny Depp GQ ad, which sets my lady parts aquiver. A well-dressed man simply slays me.

Today he’s wearing black Doc Martens and black designer jeans paired with a pale gray dress shirt—cuffs rolled up his strong forearms—topped with a fitted black silk vest.

A leather cuff adorns one wrist. Around his neck on a leather cord is a small silver medallion. He’s got a silver ring on his right thumb, a silver stud in his left ear, and a wicked gleam in his dark green eyes—

Busted.

I break eye contact with him and pretend to inspect the hideous still life of flowers on the opposite wall.

In a low voice, Brody says, “Grace.”

That’s it, just my name, but hell if it doesn’t raise all the little hairs on the back of my neck and make my nipples hard.

Goddamn it.

“Hello.” I continue to stare at the painting. Across from me, Chris and Ethan smirk around mouthfuls of burger and share a glance.

Apparently I didn’t sound quite as disinterested as I was aiming for.

About J.T. Geissinger

J.T. Geissinger is an award winning and best-selling author of dark, sexy romance.

She is the recipient of the Prism Award for Best First Book, the Golden Quill Award for Best Paranormal/Urban Fantasy, and was a finalist for the prestigious RITA© Award from the Romance Writers of America. Her work has also finaled in the Booksellers’ Best, National Readers’ Choice, and Daphne du Maurier Awards.

She lives in California with her husband, on whom all her heroes are based.

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Dark Fates Boxset Collection Anthology

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Title: Dark Fates Boxset
Author: Multi USA Today / International / and Award Winning Authors
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: March 28, 2017

 
The ULTIMATE Paranormal Romance and Urban Fantasy Boxed Set!
22 USA Today and International Bestselling Authors, 22 full-length novellas and novels of magic, romance, myths, and adventure!
The 22 novels in this special edition collection are packed with fantasy, magic, and romance sure to sweep you away with over one million words of intense urban fantasy and paranormal romance fiction!
Inside you will find everything from demons, fallen angels, and werewolves to faeries, telepaths, witches, and more! Whether you’re in the mood for a supernatural biker gang, an alliance of demon hunters, an abundance of elemental magic, or a heaping serving of Greek gods and goddesses, this boxed set is sure to have something to keep you up reading long past your bedtime!
22 of readers’ favorite paranormal romance and urban fantasy authors have come together in this impressive collection to weave you a buffet of stories that will keep you coming back for more.
Secure your copy of this collection before release, because once that day comes, your chance to get this unique lineup will be gone for good!
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USA Today bestselling author Joanne Wadsworth
International bestselling author Heather Hambel Curley
USA Today bestselling author Kristin D. Van Risseghem
Award Winning author Jody A Kessler
International bestselling author T.F. Walsh
USA Today bestselling author Lia Davis
International bestselling author Christopher Coleman
International bestselling author Danielle Annett
Award Winning author K.J. McPike
International bestselling author A.M. Yates
Award Winning author Lisa Manifold
International bestselling author Rebecca Chastain
USA Today bestselling author Victoria Pinder
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International bestselling author Jill Cooper
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Stealing Blue by DP Denman

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Title: Stealing Blue
Series: The Blue Series: Book 4
Author: D.P. Denman
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: March 30, 2017
When a hot new rock star shows up in Vancouver, Blue Atkins’ career turns out to be more explosive than anyone imagined. His first shot at producing traps him between the kid determined to have him and the boyfriend determined to blame him.
The young singer’s desperate antics crank up Brady’s jealousy and drive Blue out of both their lives into new opportunities and the arms of another man. With the battle for Blue’s affection on, Brady must find a way to bring him home or lose him to a sparkling new life in Los Angeles.

Brady Halverson sat in a dark leather chair in the living room with a glass of wine, listening to the chatter that had continued all through dinner. Blue was right. C.K. could keep a conversation going without any help.
Their dinner guest was a stereotypical teenager, energetic, excitable, and overconfident in places. He assumed they were seeing C.K.’s polite side. A kid raised with the kind of money and power that accompanied Freeman’s reputation had to be used to getting his way, and no doubt used to people kissing his ass. Brady wondered how many of Blue’s friends would join the queue before the album was finished.
Brady had noticed something else during the last couple of hours. C.K. was a flirt and his obvious target that night was Blue.
C.K. sat on the couch, closer to Blue than he needed to be, laughing at everything Blue said. He’d been playing that game all night. Using amusement as an excuse to touch Blue. Shoulder bumps. Playful shoves. Affectionate pats in random places.
Brady watched C.K. chuckle at a comment, giving Blue a gentle shove complete with a shy look from under his lashes. That was sixteen in the past hour. Had Blue and C.K. been alone the kid would have made a move already. That knowledge lit a cinder in Brady’s chest. He cooled it with a drink of wine.
Brady wasn’t fond of flirts. He was less fond of the kind who hit on his man. The only thing keeping him from pulling C.K. off the couch and shoving him into the vacant chair on the other side of the coffee table was his reluctance to look like the jealous, over protective type he was. So he sat and smiled and pretended not to see C.K.’s fingers rested on Blue’s shoulder.
Seventeen.
Blue didn’t seem to care, and Brady was struggling not to see it as proof Blue liked the attention. He couldn’t afford to start being paranoid that early. Blue and C.K. would spend the next several days locked in the upstairs studio, working alone together. Unless Brady cleared his schedule to sit up there with them, he would have to trust Blue to ignore C.K.’s advances. That or lose his mind and make a scene he wasn’t sure Blue would forgive.
That album was a big deal. It would either launch Blue’s new career as a producer or kill it. He didn’t want to be the reason the project failed.
Brady sat and pretended not to notice the kid encroaching on his territory, all but climbing in Blue’s lap.
Eighteen.
Nineteen.
Twenty.
Award winning author DP Denman writes character-driven contemporary romance about gay men. Her stories are real and intense, but resolve in endings that make people want to read the book all over again. She lives among the moss and trees of the Pacific Northwest with a rambunctious pair of fur babies.

In her spare time, she is a dedicated LGBTQIA rights activist with a special focus on the thousands of rejected and abandoned kids who end up on the street every year. To support the cause, 25% of the royalties from every book go to LGBT charities.

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Fear the Beard by Lani Lynn Vale

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Title: Fear the Beard
Series: The Dixie Wardens Rejects MC Series #2
Author: Lani Lynn Vale
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: March 30, 2017
Model: Jacob Wilson
Photographer: FuriousFotog
Tally is a twenty-year-old single mother struggling to finish nursing school. Has she made mistakes in life? Sure, but her daughter isn’t one of them. She works hard, she studies even harder, and she’s only a few weeks away from graduating.

She’s living her life the best she knows how when she witnesses a near miss motorcycle accident between a car and a biker. A biker that happens to be the most talked about teacher at her college.

The moment she meets those startling blue, narrowly-escaped-death eyes, she realizes quickly that life as she knows it has changed. No longer will she be content to let life pass her by, even if it puts everything she’s worked so hard for in jeopardy.

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Tommy is a highly skilled doctor. A teacher. A veteran. A fully-patched member of The Dixie Wardens MC. He’s lonely, but also set in his ways. What will it take for this man to accept that he needs to make some changes in his life? Apparently, it’ll take a guy in a truck, who’s preoccupied with his phone rather than focused on the road, nearly plowing into him on his bike at seventy miles per hour. Oh, and a twenty-something year old nursing student witnessing the entire thing from only a few feet away.

It only takes a second, a single heartbeat in time, as he looks into her worry-filled eyes to realize that he’d give anything for a single night with her. He may lose his job in the process, but after that one incredible night turns into an amazing weekend, he knows it’s worth the risk for the promise of her forever.



I leaned back in my chair, letting my pencil drop onto the couch beside me, and stared at him.
“What are you doing?”
He worked his jaw, his hand coming up to allow his fingers to scratch his beard.
He looked so freakin’ sexy, even doing innocuous things like touching his majestic beard.
It really was majestic…and longer than I remembered.
Was he growing it out? I wonder what it would feel like rubbing against the inside of my thighs?
“That look won’t get you anywhere right now,” he murmured.
I bit my lip.
“I…” I didn’t have anything to say to that.
I really shouldn’t be thinking about it.
Really.
I shouldn’t be thinking about how his cock filled me up. I shouldn’t be thinking about the erection I could now see straining his pants. I shouldn’t be wishing I could take it out and swallow it…
“Stop,” he snapped.
I’d bitten my lip, but my eyes remained on his cock.
And the next thing I knew, there was a two hundred and thirty-pound man on top of me, pinning me to the couch.
I gasped, taken aback at the suddenness.
He used my gasp against me, slamming his mouth to mine as he thrust his tongue into my mouth.
I moaned.
He tasted like chocolate.
I’d seen him eating M&M’s in class when I’d passed his classroom door on the way to my own.
I’d also been insanely jealous of that candy.
I wanted to melt in his mouth. I wanted to be the thing that he enjoyed the taste of.
He thrust his leg in between my thighs, and I parted them without hesitation before wrapping my arms around his shoulders and pulling him even closer to me.
I forgot what I was doing. I forgot where I was. I forgot everything, focusing only on the feel of his body on mine. The taste of his mouth. The smell of his skin.
 



  


I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.
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The Alpha’s Secret Family by Jessie Lane

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Title: The Alpha’s Secret Family
Series: A Howls Romance
Author: Jessie Lane
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: March 28, 2017

Dia has just moved to a new city to run her own hair salon. She doesn’t have time for the hot guy who won’t stop asking her out, yet she can’t seem to stop thinking about him.
Stone Blaylock is the Battletown Packs’ Alpha and his mate has just moved into town. Problem is, she’s human. Therefore, he has to win her over the old fashioned, human way—by dating her.
Things are looking up for Stone when he gets his mate to fall in love with and mate him. 
However, there’s someone out there who doesn’t like that the Alpha’s new mate is human. When their plan to kill her backfires and Dia survives, but she doesn’t remember anything, including Stone, or the circumstances that left her alone, hurt, and pregnant.
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As Dia sat at her table looking at the laminated dinner menu, her mind swirled with doubts and worries. So much so, that she wasn’t reading the menu at all, just lost in her thoughts. All of that changed when the chair across from her scraped across the floor as it was dragged backward and someone sat down.
Suddenly, every nerve ending and instinct in Dia’s body flared to life. Although she hadn’t looked up yet, she somehow knew two things. One, it was a man. The spicy scent of him wafted across the table and filled her senses until her head spun. And two, for some odd reason, her entire being knew that her life was about to change forever.
How weird was that?
Not only weird, but scary. Dia’s life had already changed so much in the last few days with her move to town and taking over the business. There was no way she was ready for it to change any more.
She tried to ignore the unknown man, hoping he might go away if she paid him no attention. Just minutes later, though, she found out that wasn’t going to work, as he leaned forward and braced his arms on the table.
“You going to ignore me all night, princess?”
The unknown man’s voice was so deliciously deep that it tingled certain parts of her body. She loved a deep bass like that. His voice wasn’t what made her head snap up, though. No, it was her irritation.
“I’m not a fucking princess,” she snapped back.
She hated when people made assumptions about her just because of the way she looked. Just because she liked to have her make-up and hair done at all times didn’t mean that she was a high-maintenance woman. Dia could swing a hammer just as good as any guy in here, and if the stranger didn’t watch it, she would swing that hammer at his head.
It didn’t take much to set off Dia’s fiery temper.
Of course, the urge to hit him abruptly died away when she got her first good look at the man she had studiously tried to avoid only seconds before. The word beautiful didn’t seem to do the man justice. No, he was absolutely and utterly beard-bodacious beautiful.
He had dark, shaggy hair she immediately wanted to run her fingers through, and gorgeous steel-grey eyes. His facial features were strong, like his jaw, and undoubtedly handsome. Rugged was how one might describe them. Not Dia, though. No, the word predatory was the word that came to mind as she looked at his intent eyes and the smirk on his lips. The man was staring at her like he was a starving wolf and she was the plump, little lamb he had set his sights on.
Would it be terribly wrong if she gave in to temptation and asked him to eat her? Because looking at the stranger made her hotter than any other man had before. He was just that damn devastating. The realization made Dia feel confused because she had never had this sort of reaction to a man before.
The stranger’s smirk spread into a huge grin as he watched her after she snapped the heated words at him.
She waited for his rebuttal; some condescension that she hadn’t needed to be so snippety. Instead, he leaned forward and whispered, “All right, sweetheart, I get it; you’re not a princess. I just couldn’t help myself because, here you sit, in this little restaurant, surrounded by farmers and working men, prettier than anything I’ve ever seen in my whole life. You haven’t noticed that every single man’s eyes are glued to you, and you haven’t seen their pitiful attempts to get your attention. So, I had to come over here and make sure you had no choice but to notice me.”
“Why is that?” she asked him curiously.
“Because you’re mine.”

Excerpt 2 – 

“And what if I told you I was something straight out of a fairy tale, would you believe me?”
Thinking he was teasing, Dia teased back, “Is this where you tell me you really are Prince Charming?”
When Stone didn’t laugh at her joke, Dia took notice of the tension in the air around them and stiffened herself.
“Or, are you the frog under those clothes?”
He grabbed her tightly, almost as if he was afraid she would ask him to let her go. “I’m not Prince Charming, sweetheart.”
“Then what are you talking about?” Dia asked him, confused.
“I’m the big bad wolf, Dia.”
She started to laugh, thinking he was joking again, but his serious face stopped her.
Quickly getting confused and frustrated with his mood swings, she snapped, “Fine, if you’re such a big bad wolf, then how about you prove it to me, then? Do something … wolfy.”
One of his eyebrows cocked up. “Wolfy?”
Dia nodded, determined to straighten out this confusing mess. She had no idea what the hell Stone was trying to get at here, but she wasn’t one for bullshit. It was best just to cut right through the crap.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she reiterated her command, “Wolfy, mister.”
Shrugging his shoulders, Stone started to move, but not in any way she had expected him to. No, the crazy man started stripping his clothes off.
“What the hell are you doing, Stone?” Dia glanced around, worried someone might see him getting naked.
With a laugh in his voice, Stone answered her as he pushed his boots off his feet, “I’m getting wolfy, woman. Give me a minute, would ya?”
Tired of the man acting like a total lunatic, Dia put a hand over her eyes to block the sight of him and shouted, “You will put your clothes back on right this minute, Stone Blaylock, or I will never speak to you again!”
Stone didn’t answer her with words … There were grunts. Then a long groan. Followed by … a growl?
Past the point of confusion, and a whole lot worried, Dia peeked between two of her fingers to where Stone should have been standing. But he wasn’t there. That was when Dia removed her hand altogether and looked to find a massive wolf in his place.
Dia’s fear and adrenaline kicked in right away. She had good reason to be scared, too. The damn wolf was almost twice the size of any wolf she had seen at a zoo, and licking his chops like she was dinner.

Excerpt 3 – 

“Wait!” Dia shouted, scared at not knowing what was going on. “Before you go, please tell me what happened!”
Dr. Bennett looked back down at Dia with a stoic expression. “Miss Connor, you were involved in an accident. There was a gas explosion, and you just barely missed the worst part of it. You are lucky to have survived the blast.”
Out of the corner of her eye, Dia could see the nurse injecting something into her IV line.
Totally dumbfounded at what she had just been told, she squinted at the bright light around her while asking the doctor, “How long have I been here?”
Dr. Bennett bent back over so she could block the light from her eyes again, “You’ve been in a medically-induced coma for two months, Miss Connor. Now I know you must have lots of questions for me, but I need you to lie back and try to get some more rest, okay? I’ll be back to check on you in a couple of hours.”
She watched as Dr. Bennett walked away then stood just outside of the room’s doorway, writing on what was presumably Dia’s chart. The nurse walked out with her and stopped right next to her, quietly bringing the door to a close. Thing was, she didn’t close it all the way. There was a small crack, and as fogginess started to impair her thoughts, she could still hear the nurse talking to the doctor.
“It’s so tragic what happened to her and her family. And it looks like she doesn’t remember a thing. When are you going to tell her that her parents were killed in the explosion?”
Dia’s heart clenched so hard in her chest that, for a moment, she wondered if she was having a heart attack. Even though she couldn’t place a face to the thought of having a mother and father, it still broke her heart to know that they were now gone. Dia might never remember them again.
Her heart monitor went crazy as her chest started to tighten even more, and the nurse rushed back in to check on Dia. “Miss Connor, are you okay?”
Tears ran silently down her face as she watched the nurse check the machines that had her heart monitor and blood pressure on it. The nurse turned back to her and said, “You’re safe here, Miss Connor. I need you to try to calm down. It’s not good for the baby for you to be this upset.”
The edges of her vision became black, and the haziness she had felt earlier was now stronger than ever. Dia’s heart was still pounding away in her chest, but it wasn’t enough to keep her awake. Nor was the shock from the nurse’s words.
In all honesty, through the frantic thoughts racing through her mind, Dia realized she was probably more lightheaded because she was about to pass out than from the meds they had given her. All because of one little word.
Baby.
And as the black in her vision spread, her chest gasping for air, Dia had one last thought before she passed out. What baby?

Jessie Lane is a best-selling author of Paranormal and Contemporary Romance, as well as, Upper YA Paranormal Romance/Fantasy.

She lives in Kentucky with her two little Rock Chicks in-the-making and her over protective alpha husband that she’s pretty sure is a latent grizzly bear shifter. She has a passionate love for reading and writing naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them.
She’s also a proud member of the Romance Writers of America (RWA).
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Title: Camouflage
Author: Kathleen Mareé
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: April 6, 2017

On the surface, Giselle Duzido could be called many things.
Sassy, determined and breathtakingly beautiful.
But one thing that would never come to tongue, is broken and fragile; because she’s learned to keep that part of herself locked up tight. The veneer she chooses you to see – has it all. Her designer brand is on the rise from her original base in Sydney, to two more stores in Los Angeles and New York; a part of a world she has always fit into seamlessly.
Career-wise? She’s flourishing. Social status? Almost famous!
But scratch just beneath her surface and there it is, eating away at her insides. But at some point, doesn’t Sel deserve to have the happily ever after?
She may look just like another twenty-something woman, searching for that earth-shattering love…
But it’s all just a camouflage.

“I got totally caught up in this unpredictable story and I would highly recommend it.” – Reader Review

“The writing is easy to read, the story is fresh and I couldnt put this book down and finished it in one sitting.” – Reader Review

“Really gripping start to the book had me hooked right away- I had to know what was going to happen!” – Reader Review


From the earliest age I was a born storyteller.

Ask my parents and they will tell you I had a gift for making a simple event seem like an elaborate one. Purposely? No. Innocently? Yes. It was my imaginary world that initially led me to believe I wanted to be an actor. All of that role playing and living in fantasy… it was an obvious direction for me. However, becoming quite uncomfortable with the limelight quickly saw that dream diminish.

Over the years I turned my world of fantasy into stories, and eventually began writing them down. Before I knew it, ‘Cut’ had been completed.

When I am not busy writing my next story, I am a working mum, housewife and sometimes hockey wag 🙂 In other words, probably some kind of circus act who specialises in juggling 😉

I hope you enjoy my blog, where I will be posting thoughts, other books I am currently reading and even sneak peeks of my novels. I encourage any feedback, comments or direct messages via my contact page should anyone wish to get in touch.

I am so thrilled to be sharing my journey and hope you enjoy my stories as much as I enjoy writing them.

Dream often. Believe always.

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