Jul 1, 2015

Saved by the Wolf by Marie Mason



Genre: Paranormal 


Logan McCall had always wanted to be a family man—in spite of—his playboy reputation. Find his mate, have a few pups and settle down into a long, loving relationship sounded good, real good to him.



During a storm that rocked Chicago for three days, Logan found fate had a wicked sense of humor when it sent nurse Katie Wilson tumbling into his life. She was here for a weekend of loving with a man alright, just not with Logan.



How can he convince a woman that his reputation as Chicago’s hottest bachelor is all smoke and mirrors and that what he truly longs for is a mate and a family he can love and cherish.



Driving along a snow covered highway in the middle of a blizzard, Katie swore off men. It was a man who had put her in this dangerous situation. Well, a man and her stubborn pride. She’d been unwilling to waste the romantic getaway that had already been paid for at a secluded mountain cabin just outside the city. So she decided to enjoy the weekend all by herself—if you didn’t count the adult toys she had packed in her suitcase and the multiple pints of ice cream she planned to buy on her way out of the city.



The last thing she’d been expecting on her binge-eating, binge-crying weekend was being Saved by the Wolf.



~Excerpt~

For an instant, her hands fluttered helplessly as she tried to figure out where to touch him. Then she

remembered. She could touch him anywhere. He was hard as a rock—all over. She’d felt the proof of that not moments before. Katie’s hands explored his body, the corded muscles of his shoulders, the light mat of curling hair on his chest and the taut planes of his abdomen. He truly had a spectacular physique.

Powerful arms roped with muscles, layers of strength making his chest and shoulders wider than any
other man she’d ever been around.

He was strong and powerful. And hers? Somehow it just felt right to think that. Like the growl of a wolf she’d heard in her head last night, the image of one flashed through mind and she had no doubt she was seeing Logan in his animal form.


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~About the Author~



Marie Mason has always known, somewhere deep in her soul, that being a writer was what she was born to be. Thanks to the new and exciting world of self-publishing, Marie was finally able to make her dream come true. Part two of the dream is to be a full-time writer, spending the wee hours of the morning creating new and exciting characters for her readers. That part might take a little longer. If you’d like to contact her with a comment or suggestion, her email is mariemasonwriter@yahoo.com or you can find her on Facebook.

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Jun 29, 2015

Cover Reveal: Surrender Your Heart by Raven J. Spencer





Genre: F/F Erotic Romance




Penny can’t believe what happened to her: One day she’s studying sociology and paying her tuition with her job at a local café, the next she wakes up in a luxurious house which is the property of a rich and enigmatic woman. Carter Forbes is ready to lay the world at her feet, but what will she expect in return? As she uncovers Carter’s reasons to create this unusual situation, Penny can’t deny the attraction between them. Can she reconcile her desire with her beliefs about herself, or is this passionate affair doomed from the start?




~About the Author~



Raven J. Spencer, lesbian, married, loves everything sensual and indulgent which led her to write erotic romance and fantasies. When she's not writing, you can often find her on Pinterest in the pursuit of inspiration.


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Jun 4, 2015

Cover Reveal: The Butterfly Effect by Renea Porter



Genre: Paranormal Romance




Riley and her best friend Bea are starting their freshman year of college. Away from home and on their own the two witches are still learning what capabilities they have.



Nathan is the most powerful witch, known as the wizard. Over the centuries he's managed to keep a low profile. That is, until Riley walks into his class.



While trying to manage her magic, Riley's attraction to Nathan intensifies. Riley also befriends Ace, a frat boy Bear shape shifter that feels protective over her for a number of reasons.



Not everything is as it seems. But the one thing that remains is her fate, as it hangs in the balance.



Does Riley's fate lie with Nathan or Ace?









Renea has always had her nose inside of a book ever since she could remember. She has wrote ever since she was young enough to write, never showing anyone what she was writing. Initially she started writing Coming Back to You without intending to publish, but her hubby of 15 years encouraged her to publish it. And she did. She couldn't imagine never writing. Its in her blood.



Her mind is always wondering, plotting and full of ideas. Even her hubs questions her sanity sometimes, because she well her characters are real. They feel real.


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May 29, 2015

Autumn Leaves by Barbara Winkes






Genre: F/F Romance


With one revelation, her world will shift forever.



Rebecca has everything she ever dreamed of in life: a family, a beautiful home and good friends. When Callie moves into the house across the street, Rebecca is quick to welcome the young writer into the tightly-knit community of Autumn Leaves. She has no idea that Callie will confront her with a truth about herself she might not be ready to face.



All Callie wanted was to flee the big city and finish her latest book in peace, but life in the small town comes with unexpected temptation and danger.











“Let’s see, you bring me food and booze. You’ve known me for five minutes and still haven’t said I talk too much, and you’re fixing my faucet? You’re already my favorite neighbor.”



You could be mine, Rebecca thought, pleased. She set down her cup and got up. “All right, I need to get Maggie from practice in a little while, so I better get started.” She discarded the cardigan and hung it over a chair, stepped out of her pumps and put them underneath. The black T-shirt she wore and the slacks were fine for this kind of work. She could come up with a verdict quickly. “I think it’s just the mounting nut under the sink that needs to be tightened.”



“Um…” Callie didn’t seem to know what to make of that piece of information. “Whatever you say.”



“Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious. Cole’s prices are outrageous anyway. So what do you do?” Rebecca asked, still half-buried under the sink.



“I write,” Callie said.



“What kind of things?”



“Lesbian erotica.”



“Ow!” Getting upright, Rebecca promptly hit her head. Callie had some kind of humor. A good thing Betty wasn’t here or the story would have easily topped the no-name-Hollywood-actress one.



“You want me to work on your pipes and not mess up the job, don’t say things like that.” “Why? It’s true.”



Rebecca came out from under her temporary workplace to look at her neighbor skeptically. “There’s a market for that? Really?”



“I can afford to keep this house, if that’s what you meant.” Callie’s tone was somewhat guarded now.



“Sure. Whatever.” There was an indiscreet question on the tip of her tongue, and Rebecca thought she’d better finish here before it slipped out.



“I write all kinds of things.” Callie sighed. “This is just one section, you know. If you want to ask, just ask me already.”



“None of my business. The faucet should be okay now.”



“Thanks.”



“You’re welcome.” Rebecca let the water run for a moment, then turned it off, satisfied that there was no more noisy dripping. “I’m sorry,” she said after a moment of hesitation. “It’s your life. I didn’t mean to judge.”



“Well,” Callie said somberly, “sometimes, when people say I talk too much, I suppose they’re right.”



“No, they’re not. I asked. If you want some advice, though, don’t tell everybody. News travels fast in a small community.” Realizing what she’d just said Rebecca shook her head. “Now listen to me. You’ve been here for a day and I’m already scaring you off. I’m sorry.”



“No harm done. I appreciate the warning. Besides, I write children’s books too. Oh, and, Rebecca…?” Her hand already on the door handle, Rebecca turned around. “Feel free to come over whenever you like. I’ll be here most of the time, writing, and I love distractions.”



Rebecca felt ridiculously relieved that Callie didn’t begrudge her the earlier misunderstanding. “I’ll remember that,” she said. “Don’t forget to call off the plumber.”



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A psychologist/trauma counselor by training, Barbara Winkes left her native Germany to live with her wife in Québec City. Telling stories has always been her passion. She loves to write suspense and romance with female protagonists who try to solve the puzzle of their love life, a murder case, or sometimes, both.





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May 28, 2015

Seduced by His Desire by Dilys J. Carnie

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Series: The Lost Sisters Trilogy, Book 3


Saving her is going to be one of the toughest jobs of his life, because instead of his mind ruling his heart, his heart is ruling his mind.



Security expert and ex-Navy Seal Kent Lloyd steps onto British soil wishing he was anywhere else. But when Jasmine Owen refuses to visit her sisters in Washington, giving them one lame excuse after another, even Kent knows something is seriously wrong.



The last person Jasmine expects or wants to see at her door is the super sexy man who walked away from her bed after one wild night. But when her sisters suspect something is wrong, they send Kent to check on her. Jasmine hasn't told her family about the stalker who's making her life a living hell and has her in a constant state of fear, but it looks like she might not be able to keep the truth from them any longer.



Both Kent and Jasmine agree on one thing—they want him to leave England and return to the US as soon as possible. However, he refuses to leave until she's safe, which means he has to track down her stalker first, and Jasmine has no clue who it is or why the person is obsessed with her.



As Kent struggles to solve the mystery, he also struggles to keep Jasmine at a distance, which is proving to be difficult. The woman stirs his toughened soul, and if he has to spend too much time around her she just may squeeze her way into his heart.



Content Warning: contains adult language and explicit sex







The security at the apartment complex was laughable. Kent had found it very easy to enter the building. The front desk where the security guard was supposed to be was vacant. As he walked toward the elevator and waited for the doors to open no one stopped him or asked who he was. It took him to the top floor, and he walked to Jasmine's apartment.



When he knocked, there was no answer, so he thumped louder. A crash came from inside, but still there was no response at the door. He called out Jasmine's name, but it was silent. His gut was telling him something wasn't right, and he pounded his fist against the door again, the wood rattling in its frame. Without hesitation, he shouldered the door, and it crashed open.



There was a slight whooshing noise to his left, which sent him into combat mode. He used reactions that had been sharpened during his school days when he'd had to protect himself from a bully who used to wait on every corner. Until he'd beat the guy up, giving him a taste of his own medicine. Needless to say, he hadn't bother Kent again. During his time in the Navy SEALS Kent had perfected those skills.



Swinging toward the noise, he lifted his arm to block the blow that was heading his way. He grabbed the unplugged lamp before it connected with his head and had the person in a headlock before he realized it was Jasmine.



He tossed aside the lamp and spun her around to face him. Her long red hair was covering her face. "Jeesus, what in hell's name do you think you're doing?" he asked.



She shook the hair from her face and large peridot green eyes stared back at him, the fear all too obvious as her breath came in pants and her body trembled so hard that he felt it right through to his bones.



"Why didn't you answer the door?"



She stared back at him, her eyes filling with tears.



"Jas, honey, speak." He shook her gently and a tear slipped down her cheek, filling him with something that stabbed at his heart. "Damn it." He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him.



He'd scared the living daylights out of her. He should have realized that before he knocked her door in. Her whole body shook against him, and he felt like a jerk.



"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to scare you."



Jas dug her hands beneath his jacket and wrapped both arms around him. Her fingers gripped at his back, holding onto the material of his shirt tightly. Her face lay on his chest as she burrowed in close to him.



"Kent?" It was the first word that had come from her since he'd made his entrance.



"Uh-huh."



"What are you doing here?"



"You haven't been to see your sisters. You missed Emily coming into the world, and you told Daisy you weren't going to be coming for Thanksgiving either."



Jasmine shivered. "I couldn't go. I explained that to her. I'm getting over another cold, and I've got no one to look after the shop."



Her usually perfectly spoken voice was strained, and he frowned. There was something very off with her. This was not the Jas he knew. He brushed his hand up and down her back, comforting her, until he felt her relax and release the tight hold she had on his shirt.



He kept whispering to her in a soft, comforting voice, assuring her that he would take care of her and everything was going to be okay. When her trembling had almost stopped he stepped back to look at her, and he was shocked at what he saw.



Her usually beautifully coifed hair was untidy, her skin was so pale it was almost alabaster, and the dark circles beneath her eyes told him something was going on, and he wasn't moving until he got to the bottom of it.



"What's going on, Jas?"



"Nothing. Everything is fine." She turned around to go further into the room, but he stopped her by placing his hands on her shoulders and whirling her around so that she faced him. Her chin was dropped to her chest and he raised it with his fingers.



"Honey, you're lying."



She shook her head and smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Trust me, Kent, you don't want to know."



"Why not?"



"Because it has nothing to do with you."



"Get your stuff together. The jet is on standby, and I'm taking you to Washington. On the way there you can tell me why it is you look so awful."



"No." She twisted away from him and walked toward the window.



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My home is on the beautiful island of Anglesey on the west coast of North Wales. Anglesey has been my home since the age of eleven after moving here with my mum and dad and three sisters from Scotland.


I'm the proud mother of two grown children. My daughter Emma is a primary school teacher, and my son Christopher is part of the family business.


I'm a health freak and a vegetarian. Pilates class combined with visiting the gym at least four times a week keeps me fit. I love clothes, makeup, and having my nails and hair done. I'm just a girl's girl.


If I'm not in my office pounding the keys I'm sitting in my favorite chair reading books and discovering new authors on my Kindle.


As a young child I loved to write. I always carried a notebook and pen around with me and wrote about everything. I never thought for one moment I would ever be able to pick up a book with my name on it and say "I wrote that". It was a dream come true when I signed with a publisher for my first book in November 2012. So, dare I say at the young age of fifty I think it's time for me to see if those dreams are everything that I hope they will be.


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May 15, 2015

Royal Partnerships by Gracen Miller






Are you ready for the ride?

Can you handle the ride?




(must be read in order as the books build upon one another)




Royal Partnerships

Road to Hell series #4

by Gracen Miller




(Cover Art designed by Andrea Kozari)
Genre:
Paranormal Romance

(aka Horroromance because it's a little horror mixed with romance)

Releasing - June 11, 2015





It’s good
to be the Queen…

Having ascended the throne
of Hell, Madison Wescott is finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Though
she has embraced her demonic nature, she has ensured the safety of everyone she
loves. With both Micah and Nix at her side, she wields more power than she
could have ever imagined.

But
not even the throne is safe when you rule in Hell.

In the wake of a failed
assassination attempt, Madison learns about a realm of the damned older than
Hell itself. A fierce and powerful incubus vows to escape his imprisonment
there
and his efforts are weakening the bonds that hold him and countless
other monsters at bay. With no plan and nowhere else to turn, Madison contacts
an unlikely source for help. But whose side is he really on? Will he help
preserve her reign, or bring about Hell’s downfall?

Choose
your partnerships carefully…




































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“Collecting and torturing a soul is dangerous business, my sister,” Zen said.

“So was becoming Queen of Hell. What’s problematic about going with the flow?”

More of the same unblinking stare from him. “If you go rogue, Madison…”

Madison slammed against the window-wall behind her. Despite the pane’s solidness, she felt it shimmy when it received the brunt of her weight. Recognizing Zen’s new demonstration of power, she elevated her eyebrows at him. With a smirk, she rubbed her back against the glass. She palmed her dragon blade as she flung a ninja star. He leaned to the side, dodging the star with ease. Of course she missed.

“You can’t kill me.”

Only his creator could take him down.

Madison palmed her other dagger and eased away from the window. “Is this you coming for me, Zen?”

His one-shoulder shrug sufficed as an answer. The pounding on the door, followed by Nix and Micah’s yelling further answered her question. Zen had magically locked them out. That’d been why she saw his power flare for a brief second during their conversation.

She went for him. He blocked each jab and slash. Every kick and punch. She eyed him as they circled one another.

He toys with us, her demon remarked.

Of course he does, that was Zen’s way when they sparred.

“Have I not taught you anything?” He smacked her across the cheek in a whip-like move she hadn’t seen coming. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt, but the blow stung all the same. “You tire yourself knowing I’m the superior fighter. It’s like you sacrifice yourself to me. Too easy.”

They went at it again. She tripped over a rug, stumbled backward, and came up dead-footed with her spine against the windowpanes. He moved into her space. Eye-to-eye they stared at one another, her panting the only racket in the room.

“So this is how it all ends?” she asked as he elevated a hand and braced it against the glass next to her head.

“Maybe...”

The door practically throbbed from all the kicking, pounding, and magic thrown at it.

“You’re scaring my men.”

“They should be terrified.”

Madison settled her hand on his arm. “I trust you.”

She chugged his magic harder than she ever had anyone’s, and screamed as pain slashed through her head. Zen’s eyes widened, silver bright, and he jerked away as his magic held strong, barring her husbands from the room.

Zen stumbled, his footing off, and he swayed a moment before going to a knee. Wincing as the pain receded, Madison circled him and secured her blade in its leather holster.

She threaded her fingers in his hair and pulled his head back. His shallow breathing surprised her, “Concede defeat?”



Gracen is a hopeless daydreamer masquerading as a “normal” person in southern society. When not writing, she’s a full-time basketball/lacrosse/guitar mom for her two sons and a devoted wife to her real-life hero-husband of over twenty years. She has an unusual relationship with her muse, Dom, but credits all her creative success to his brilliant mind. She’s addicted to writing, paranormal romance novels and movies, Alabama football, and coffee...addictions are not necessarily in order of priority. She’s convinced coffee is nectar from the gods and when blending coffee and writing together it generates the perfect creative merger. Many of her creative worlds are spawned from coffee highs and Dom’s aggressive demands. Gracen writes is multiple genres—paranormal romance, paranormal erotic romance, and contemporary romance. To learn more about Gracen or to leave her a comment, visit her website at www.gracen-miller.com.



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Cover Reveal: Breathe Deep by Trisha Haddad



Genre: Young Adult

Sequel to Deep Green


When you're recalled to life, the first thing to do is breathe...



Leah is alive, which is saying a lot after the last few months. She's faced terrorists, starvation, wild animals, and an assault. Not to mention being marooned for months on an island. Being alive right now is a big deal. Who knew that reentering civilization would be such a struggle?



Her attacker stalks Leah’s nightmares. Paparazzi stalk her waking hours. The goals she worked years toward have unraveled in the months she’s been gone. Her parents look at her like she’s a zombie, risen from the dead (and sometimes she feels that way). She should be able to relate to the other survivors, but one has become a media darling and the other is having even more trouble than Leah acclimating.



Can the castaways rebuild their lives in a world that assumed they were dead? Can romance move forward when the only thing they have in common is the past? Will Leah settle for the distractions of modern life? Or will she find a purpose and a voice?




Praise for Deep Green:



“The author addresses prejudice, abuse, and relationships with men in a way that makes it easy for the target audience to relate to... Leah’s courage and spirit are uplifting. This is a beautiful story and is well written. As a teacher of middle grade students, I would encourage teenage girls to read this adventure.” – Once Upon A YA Book



“Deep intrigue and intense plot are carefully weaved throughout the story...I see similar qualities to the Life of Pi, as Haddad adds intellectual reflection and discussion from her main characters, and is why I would recommend this book to an audience beyond YA.” – A Little Something to Chew On







Trisha Haddad was born and raised in Southern California. Although she romanticizes snowy climates and mountain towns, she simply can’t tear herself away from the year-around sunshine of her native state.



After graduating from Vanguard University of Southern California, she began a career in scholarly publishing. After the excitement of working all day with a team of talented folks, she gets to come home to the sweetness and fun of a home filled with “The Guys” (her husband and their little sons).



She writes at night on an old Mac in room with poetry framed on the walls, surrounded by many shelves of books. Four of the books on those shelves are ones she wrote: Breathe Deep, Deep Green, Nihon Nights (with Monica Haddad), and Best of Luck Elsewhere.


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Apr 30, 2015

Veiled Dominance by Evelise Archer



Genre: M/M BDSM



Shane Wise is a Dom and part owner of a popular BDSM club in Rittenhouse Square, Club Rebellion. A tumultuous past has led him to an almost perfect present, except Shane has a secret. A secret that could destroy his reputation in the world in which he loves to live-BDSM.



Deacon Archer is also a Dom and part owner of Club Rebellion and he is in love with Shane Wise. Together Shane and Deacon must decide if the love they feel can withstand the scrutiny they fear, if their relationship is revealed.



Can two dominants truly forge a relationship? Will secret desires open up a new world and allow Shane to be the man he was intended to be or will veiled dominance get in the way?







“El. Oh my God! You’re here.” She flung herself into El’s arms, knocking him back into Dalton’s lap, and armful of best friend. The table erupted into laughter as Issy clutched El and hugged him like no tomorrow, reigning kisses on his face.



“I’m glad someone missed me.” El pecked the Latina on the cheek as he hugged her tight.



“Tell me everything, all the nasty.” She slid into the rounded booth next to Johnson, as he shook hands with his partners.



“Welcome back, Dalton. Eldridge. From your smiles, I take it the honeymoon was wonderful.”



“Damn straight,” Dalton replied.



“You two ready to get back into the swing of things?” Deacon asked, catching glimpses of Shane through his peripheral vision.



“Yeah, we’ll start tomorrow. Tonight we need to hit the sack and just sleep. I’ve got jet lag,” Dalton grumbled.



“El, you were supposed to bring him back less cranky. Didn’t you two fuck enough?” Shane jumped in.



“Ha. Ha. We had a layover and have been sitting on a plane for three hours, sue me if my ass is a little sore. And yes, we had plenty of sex, if you must know.” Dalton smiled demonstrating no ill-will or sting to the conversation. “How about you bring us up to speed while we eat?”



Deacon laughed as two conversations took place at the table, the four partners and Eldridge and Issy. Deacon brought Dalton up to date with memberships and club info with Shane and Johnson’s help, while Issy discussed their new business venture with El. The conversation, albeit all of them practically speaking at the same time, flowed and was minimally interrupted except for the waiter.



“We can give you the finer details concerning Manning and Hill, but everything is in order. We gave them a temp pass and we can vote on their admittance next week if you want. And of course, Issy’s great idea about the mixers.” Deacon watched the beam surround Johnson’s face as he praised his friend’s wife.



“I’m excited about the mixers,” Eldridge chimed in as he sipped his orange juice with a splash of mango and pineapple over crushed ice. His favorite, thanks to Dalton. “Can we do themes?” The serene expression on El’s face as he turned to Dalton, saddened and elated Deacon at the same time, hoping that someday, he could witness the same tranquility on Shane’s face, when he looked at him in public. Someday, hopefully, would be here soon.



“Yeah, I think eventually we should do themes, but for the first one, it will be meet and greet, by invitation only. We’ll also have some vendors here to make the rounds for play items and jewelry.”



“On another note, no plans for Saturday evening please.” Issy looked from Dalton to Eldridge. “I’ve planned a dinner party in your honor at our house. Just six of us and El, all your favorite foods. Master James and Tony and Josiah and Sandy were also invited, but aren’t able to come.”



“Wow. Tony and Sandy? A lot has happened since we left,” Dalton stated, intrigued.



“You know that Tony’s had his eye on Sandy for some time now and he finally made the move. They did my flogging demo and they’re interested in a wax play demo when you do another. I think that Tony may ask Sandy to be his, permanently, sooner than later.” Deacon tilted his head as two men approached their table.



Elegantly dressed in black slacks and a crisp white shirt, Christopher Manning, along with Parker Hill, strode over, retrieving two water bottles from a passing waiter. The older gentleman, not hard to miss, had a head full of thick gray hair, worn slightly longer than other men his age, and piercing blue eyes. Manning and Parker Hill were a striking couple.



“I saw the owner’s table full tonight, and I figured I’d come pay my respects. Thank you for the temporary pass, Deacon.” Manning’s deep voice reverberated with authority. “May I introduce my husband, Parker Hill?”



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An avid reader and story teller, wife, mother and educator, Evelise is living her dream with her loving husband, dog, and three children who visit often. Fueled by desire for a strong cup of coffee and a passion for literature, Evelise can be found reading her favorite books on her e-reader or in front of her lap top spinning her next erotic M/M tale.



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Apr 24, 2015

Cover Reveal: Forbidden Love by Tamaria Soana




Genre: Erotic Romance


What happens when you meet your destiny but you both belong to someone else?


Carmelita Heaton married her high school sweetheart. The first few years of marriage were bliss. As her husband climbed the corporate ladder and began to travel for his job, they slowly grew apart.


Before long, their marriage was reduced to seeing each other a few times a month in passing leaving no emotional connection. In the midst of all this, Carm needed to find a new job because the doctor she worked for was retiring. Her life starts to spin out of control when she begins her new job as an RN for an OB/GYN.


Doctor Dylan Gates’ professional life needed to run smoothly since his personal life was falling apart. His wife Lydia suffered a nervous breakdown a few years prior after she lost her twin sister. Doctor Gates threw himself into his work. He’s a man set in his ways, but when his long time nurse moved out of town; he’s forced to hire someone new.


Dylan and Carm’s instant attraction leaves them both struggling to do the right thing. How long can they fight to stay away from their destiny?



Excepted Release: June 2015



Tamaria Soana is middle-aged but feels like her life has just begun. She writes contemporary romance stories with a high heat level that always end with a ‘happily ever after’. Growing up, she loved to read and make up new places in her head to escape to. In her late teens she began writing short stories and poetry. It wasn’t until her late thirties before she began to spin a full story.



She’s married and a stay-at-home mom of two beautiful young girls. They reside in Western New York. Cuddling up with a good book under an electric throw is her way to escape the cold Buffalo nights.



Besides writing, she co-owns Shades of Rose Media and produces book trailers. Three of her book trailers have been featured on the USA Today’s Happy Ever After site.

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Apr 23, 2015

Eban by Allison Merritt



Genre: Paranormal Romance


If love can’t save them, there will be hell to pay.



Grateful for his mother’s human blood that cools the dark fire of his demon father, Eban Heckmaster has set up a medical practice in New Mexico territory. But there’s no hope of living a normal life until he rids himself of a seductive demon that’s been pursuing him.



Vanquishing it won’t be as simple as sharpening his demon-hunting sword. The clever creature is hiding inside his best friend’s head, and she has no idea of the havoc she’s been wreaking, especially with his body.



Beryl suspects Eban knows why she’s been waking up with no memory of where she’s been or what she’s done, but he’s not talking. But when she inevitably learns what he’s hiding—or rather, what’s hiding inside her—she wonders if her love for him is real, or an illusion created by the demon’s lust.



Eban is losing the battle to hold his rising desire in check. There may be only one way to extricate Beryl from the beast entangling her mind. Call upon his demon blood…and offer it as a sacrifice.



Product Warnings



Contains a half-human, half-demon doctor who can heal anyone except himself, and a woman who’d blush if she could remember the sensuous torture she’s been inflicting on him. Could make you wonder if you should start listening to the voices in your head…








Eban Heckmaster dreamed of becoming tangled in a river of gold. Soft and silky upon entering, it turned deadly within moments. He couldn’t breathe as it filled his nose. It bound his wrists, his ankles, blocked his vision. So much and so warm, sweat broke out across his body.



He’d die cradled in a gilded nest.



And he was fine with that.



Anything was better than living with the knowledge that his brother had taken the woman Eban loved as his bride hours ago.



Eban’s lungs ached for breath and his eyes shot open. Startled by weight settling on his abdomen, he tried to sit up, but two small hands held him down. Thanks to his demon blood, it only took a moment to adjust to the dark. In the nonexistent light, he peered up at Beryl Brookshier’s angelic face. She gave him a wicked smile as long strands of wheat blonde hair tickled his bare chest. He sucked in a breath when he realized she was naked and a sheet was the only thing separating her from his raging erection.



“What are you doing?”



The second the words were out of his mouth, Eban knew he wasn’t talking to Beryl.



“Ravish me, Ebaneezer.”



The demon used Beryl’s voice and body, but the thing talking to him was far from human. The notion of taking its head off and sparing himself a lot of trouble was tempting.



If not for the real Beryl’s trusting green eyes and bashful smile.



“That stopped being funny the first time you got naked in front of me.”



She caressed his cheek. “You were dreaming. I was trying to make your dreams more pleasant.”



He slapped her hands away. “You thought you’d tempt me into bedding you and then letting some other parasite into my brain. That’s not going to happen, Rosemar.”



“You want this body. Why deny it, Heckmaster?” The lust demon glowered at him, her irritation creasing the smooth face she borrowed.



“Get off me.” He pushed her away, then grabbed the sheet as she slid off his chest.



“What I want is for you to vacate it, leaving Beryl’s mind intact so I can get out of Berner.”



Her pique faded, replaced by a sultry smile. “We’ve lain awake at night imagining the coupling. This body twined around yours, the friction of skin on skin. Hard muscles meeting soft curves.” Her green eyes brightened mischievously. “Miss Brookshier has quite an imagination.”



He tensed, flushing at her descriptions, but revulsion held his desire at bay. “She’s there with you, right now?”



Rosemar waved a hand. “She’s locked away, but she’s not as innocent as you seem to think. This body is familiar with masculine touch.”



Eban suppressed a groan. “It’s none of my business. Nothing I’m interested in exploring.”



“Your body suggests otherwise. A simple sexual escapade isn’t a lifetime commitment.”



She twisted a strand of hair around her finger, pouting while she batted her eyelashes.



“It is where demons are concerned. You can’t stay in there forever, you know.” He sat against the headboard, trying to ignore the way she pressed her breasts forward.



“Can’t I?” The wicked grin returned. “You can’t get rid of me without killing her. You know that.”



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A love of reading inspired Allison Merritt to pursue her dream of becoming an author who writes historical, paranormal and fantasy romances, often combining the sub-genres. She lives in a small town in the Ozark Mountains with her husband and dogs. When she's not writing or reading, she hikes in national parks and conservation areas.



Allison graduated from College of the Ozarks in Point Lookout, Missouri with a B.A. in mass communications that's gathering dust after it was determined that she's better at writing fluff than hard news.



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Tiara's Golden Submission by Evelise Archer



Genre: BDSM


 On the cusp of turning fifty, Tiara, a submissive without a Dom or husband, desired to return to the lifestyle. Placing her destiny in the hands of Madame Eve and the 1Night Stand Service, will Tiara find all that she seeks? Or will a past love interfere with her future plans?






“You still got it, girl.” Admiring her lithe and toned body in the full-length mirror, she donned the silk robe left on a hook.



She folded and stowed her costume on the chair so when she returned to the bathroom it would be readily available. Stepping into the dimly lit hallway, Tiara followed the recessed lighting located in the floor to where a DM stood ramrod straight, muscular arms crossed over his chest.



“You may enter.” He held the door open for her and followed her in. “Please remember to utilize your safewords, if necessary. Yellow to slow down and red to stop. If at any time you feel unsettled or unsafe, this button will send a signal to me, and I will enter immediately to stop all play. Do you understand?” The DM pointed to the panic button.



“Yes, I understand.”



“Enjoy.” Without a glance backwards, the imposing DM vacated the room. Stripping off her robe, she folded and left it on a chair for later.



The walls of the Doctor’s Office were a pale pink with brown accents. Her eyes were drawn to the intricate examining table with fur-lined stirrups at the base. The table appeared to be disjointed to allow for adjustable angles. She ran her fingers along the wardrobe cabinet, dark cherrywood sanded smooth to the touch. A queen-size bed, also dark wood, sat in the far corner. She stood at parade rest, eyes downcast.


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An avid reader and story teller, wife, mother and educator, Evelise is living her dream with her loving husband, dog, and three children who visit often. Fueled by desire for a strong cup of coffee and a passion for literature, Evelise can be found reading her favorite books on her e-reader or in front of her lap top spinning her next erotic M/M tale.


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Red Tide Rising by Allie Gail



What good is immortality when every moment is agony?

The vampire Ash has returned from his watery grave, proving that death is merely a minor inconvenience. Picking up where he left off? That might not be as easy. Because someone else is vying for Sami's attention - the last person he ever would have expected.

Fulfilling her desire for immortality seems the surest route to winning her favor. But for Sami, this gift will come at a terrible price. One simple lie of omission is all it takes to send her spiraling into a terminal state of madness. And as the last remnants of her sanity slip away, Ash can no longer deny that her maniacal behavior is putting them all at risk. His perfect angel has become a perfect liability.

But can he find it in his heart to destroy her?

Ages 18+. Contains strong language, explicit sex and elements of horror. This book is the final installment in the Immortal Touch trilogy.



“Haven’t you ever been in love?” She didn’t say not counting Ash, but the implication was there. His impalpable presence, even when left unmentioned, remained a tangible constant hanging in the air between them.

“I’m not sure such a thing exists.”

“Ah, c’mon. In all these years, you gonna tell me you never had a solid healthy relashumship?”

Tristan snorted a laugh. “You don’t even know what you’re saying. Look at you, drunk off your ass trying to talk to me about relationships.”

“I’s just askin’.”

“What would you know about a healthy relationship anyway? You seem to gravitate toward the toxic. There is nothing remotely healthy about any of the decisions I’ve seen you make.”

“So forget relashumships, Mister Grouchy Pants. Izz all about sex then, right?”

“Apparently.”

“Okaayyy…” Sami pursed her lips, trying to hide a smirk. “Then why don’ you tell me ’bout the guy from Comic-Con. What’d you say his name was?”

“I don’t remember.”

“Oh, sure ya do.”

“I don’t.”

“I don’ belieeeeeve yoouuuu…”

“I don’t caa-aaare…”

“But see, now I gotta know. Gimme the lowdown. Were you gettin’ it on with the comic book guy? Did Superman put it to you?” For some reason, the whole idea struck her as screamingly funny. Clutching both hands to her stomach, she began to giggle uncontrollably. “Did he wear his cape? Wuzzee faster than a speeding bullet?”

Raising an eyebrow, Tristan shot her a derisive look.

“Wuzzee more powerful than a locomomo…locomum…” She tried to stifle the next eruption of giggles and failed. “…choo choo train?”

“You’re pushing it, little miss.”

“No, I really wanna know! I’m totally serial. Whassit like to get pounded in the ass by th’man of steel?”

In barely the time it took for her to blink, he rolled over on top of her, trapping her between his arms as his silvery gray eyes glittered down at her defiantly. She stared back at him in wide-eyed surprise, her urge to laugh instantly squelched. There was something decidedly wrong here. And that something was pressing against her nakedness with rock hard force.

His mouth mere inches from hers, he whispered, “Would you like for me to show you?”

“Huh?” she squeaked.

“Well, you just asked…” Never taking his eyes off hers, he moved his lean hips to grind against her slowly and rhythmically. “…what it was like to get pounded by the man of steel. I took that as a request to find out. Or did I misunderstand?”

“H-huh?” she echoed.

“It’s possible that I did. But no, I don’t think so.” Transferring all his weight to one arm, he slid the other hand beneath her to grip her bare ass. “I think that was an open invitation. So…should I turn you over on your knees and demonstrate? Hm?”

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Allie fell in love with books from the moment she was issued her very first Sally, Dick and Jane reader. Born and raised in Alabama, she now resides in the sunny panhandle of Florida with her own blue-eyed Prince Charming and two fat, obnoxious cats. When she’s not busy obsessing over the lexicon of her latest project, she can usually be found watching B-movie horror (the cheesier, the better!), reading or playing online computer games while indulging her unhealthy Pepsi addiction.

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