The Rockstar’s Wedding Blitz

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The Rock Star’s Wedding (Romance Island Resort #6), the final book in Demelza Carlton’s Romance Island Resort series about a romance-novel-reading rock star looking for love, is out now! She’s celebrating the release with a very special giveaway – The Rock Star’s Wedding RING. A gold and pearl ring valued at $300 that’s a custom made replica of the ring Jay gives to his bride in the book.

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Five women. One rock star. Who will be the bride in the celebrity wedding of the year?
Audra is back from Antarctica. Phuong the email-order bride is free, acquitted of all charges. Flavia’s forgiven Jay, now she knows who’s really responsible. Gaia the billionaire is determined to get what she wants. And Penelope’s sporting a pink diamond engagement ring.
The weather may be as hot as Hell with the mother of all storms brewing off the coast, but Xan knows one thing for certain: come fire or flood or ex-fiancés, there will be a rock star wedding at Romance Island Resort.
But the question on everyone’s lips is…who will be Jay Felix’s bride?

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Would you like a sneak peek of what’s to come? If you haven’t read the series yet, there might be a spoiler or two in there for the earlier books in the series – you have been warned.

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But if you’d like to start reading the series, the first book, Maid for the Rock Star, is FREE.

 

A hot Aussie rock star looking for love. Why did he have to pick HER hotel?

A maid at the exclusive Romance Island Resort, Audra knows how to handle rock stars, billionaires and celebrities. She keeps their secrets, cleans up their mess and makes sure their holiday is a memorable one. There’s just one rule: no relationships with guests. And Audra never breaks the rules.

Jay Felix is rock royalty and he knows it. When one of his bandmates threatens to break up the band, he goes into hiding at the Romance Island Resort. Looking for a distraction, he sets his sights on the unattainable Audra. But what’s a rock star to do when the girl he wants is the one woman he can’t have?

Welcome to paradise, where the romance is as hot as the weather and the tides aren’t all that’s surging beneath the surface.

 

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Okay…now for the sneak peek!

Here goes:

 

Xan took a moment to stop herself from laughing. How much had Jay had to drink this time? “Why are you so set on getting married?” she asked carefully. “The mail order bride, the virginity auction, the reality TV show…and now an old friend who worked here before Meier hired me. If you ask me, it smacks of desperation. Which is pretty strange, considering how easily you seem to charm the women you want. What am I missing, Jay?”

“Angel’s wedding,” he mumbled, so quietly she barely caught the words.

“Your bandmate, right? But if it’s her wedding, she’s the one getting married, not you.”

“The invitation said to bring a partner.”

Xan waved her hand. “But you know that’s just a courtesy, right? If you don’t know the name of your guest’s partner when you write the invitation, which can be printed a year in advance, that’s what you put on it, so they can still bring a partner along if they want, and she or he still has an invitation.”

“Not this time. Not when it’s from Angel. It’s her telling me to bring a partner because she thinks I need one.” He eyed the jetty boards, avoiding her gaze.

“And you always do what she says?” Xan asked.

He looked up. “Fuck yes! I like living, with all my bits attached, thanks.”

“But it didn’t say wife, did it? Your invitation? It just said partner, right?” Xan pressed.

“Yeah. The wife bit…that bit…that was me.” He kicked a rock off the jetty. “I said I’d come with my wife, and we’d be so in love we’d put the other couple in the shade.”

Tempting fate, of course. The beginning of a true Greek tragedy. Or a Roman farce, seeing as this involved Jay Felix.

“You could just bring a partner for the night. You don’t seem to have a problem keeping a girl interested that long. I’m sure there are hundreds of girls who’d kill for the chance to attend a wedding with you.”

“Bring a fangirl to Angel’s wedding?” Jay’s eyes widened in horror. “She’d crucify me. Once Jo was done with me, because she’d never forgive me, either. This won’t be a public wedding. You’ll see. Angel won’t allow any media on the island. Shit, she’ll probably have armed security guards stationed along the beaches, ready to shoot down any aircraft within range, drone or manned.”

Xan still didn’t understand what passed for logic in Jay’s mind. “But she’d be happy have a reality TV show starlet or some girl whose virginity you bought in an online auction at her wedding.” She almost added something about his black widow mail order bride, but stopped herself in time. Phuong’s betrayal was a low blow that still had the power to upset him. Xan might not like Jay, but she wasn’t that cruel.

“She wouldn’t have known,” Jay said.

Xan snorted. “That reality TV show aired its first episode last week. The whole country knows about your very public search for a wife. Paige told me the studio is in talks to sell the rights to this season to one of the big networks in the US. Everyone wants to watch the music world’s hottest bachelor find a wife, live in their living room. Your Angel would have to be living under a rock in a bunker with no access to the outside world not to know about THAT.”

Jay sighed heavily. “She’s not my angel. Never was, never will be.” His shoulders slumped and all the fight went out of him.

Finally, Xan understood. “How long have you been in love with her?”06

“What’s it matter?” Angrily, Jay swept the remaining rocks off the jetty with his foot. “She’s marrying that psycho, not me. And Audra says cheaters never get a happily ever after, so I’m fucked on all sides now. Doesn’t matter who I go to her wedding with, because whoever she is, we won’t be happy.” He laughed bitterly. “Because if I cheated on Audra by getting with fangirls on just that one farewell tour, I’ve cheated on Angel hundreds, maybe thousands of times. Doesn’t matter that there was no love or relationship involved with any of them. She’ll never want me.”

“Sometimes the one person we want is the one we can’t have,” Xan said. That was the whole bit about the hero’s quest in all the ancient stories, right? A hero haring off after some impossible goal?

“Would you get back with a guy who cheated on you?” Jay challenged.

Xan hesitated. Would she get back with Jerome? “No,” she answered finally. “It’s too big a betrayal. I hope his dick shrivels up and no one ever loves him again.”

Jay plucked at his shorts. “You want my dick to do what? Hey, there’s nothing about that in any of the books. Never being loved is enough, don’t you think?”

Yes. Maybe it was. Xan would settle for never seeing Jerome again, to be honest, let alone any shrivelling. Except….there was the problem of the reopening of the Mangrove Hotel. Maybe she and Jay could help each other out.

“You know what?” Xan said. “If you come with me to an official function in town next month, I’ll make a deal with you. If you still can’t find an acceptable partner to attend your bandmate’s wedding with, I’ll go with you.”

“And marry me, too?” Jay realised his mistake as soon as the words left his lips. “Okay, sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. Forget I said it. She’ll already know you’re the hotel manager here, and she won’t believe…”

“That’s right,” Xan interrupted. “What do you say? Is it a deal?”

“Yeah.” Jay eyed her with what Xan might have called relief. “Thanks, Xan. I guess that makes us friends, doesn’t it?”

Xan nodded, biting her tongue before she blurted out the bit about her friendship coming with an absolute lack of benefits. Instead, she wished him a nice evening, and headed back to her house, vowing to help him find a better date for the wedding than her. Whatever it took.

And she had to meet this Angel, who had the power to both terrify and enthral a man like Jay Felix.

 

 

** BLITZ ** Life’s What You Make It – Book 1 The Love’s Great Adventure Series

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Blurb:

“She’s everything I’m not and everything I want to be.” 
 
Sebastian Iron’s life is spiraling out of control. Over the course of one week, Sebastian witnesses death, runs away with his best friend’s girl, gets kicked out of his English prep school, and is banished to America by his domineering mother to repeat his senior year of high school. 
 
In America, Sebastian struggles to find self-discipline and a purpose to turn his life around. He meets Tess Hamilton, the only person to show him any kindness in his new school. Little does he know, she is the savior tutor hired by his mother to help him improve his grades. The two slowly begin to build a friendship. 
 
As their friendship blossoms, Sebastian begins to have romantic feelings for Tess. She claims to only want a platonic relationship, but Sebastian feels the undeniable spark that sizzles between them every time they are together. 
 
Forces beyond their control will either bring Sebastian and Tess closer together or tear them apart. 
 
Will Sebastian return to his old habits or find the strength to be the person worthy of Tess’ love? 
 
Life’s What You Make It – Book 1 – The Love’s Great Adventure Series
by Theresa Troutman Narrator: Michael Walker
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An epic romance about finding true love, loyalty, friendship and the ties that bind a family together. This series is the ultimate romance with a happy ending! An emotional roller coaster ride proving soul mates do exist.
(only $1.99 if you download the ebook)

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Theresa Troutman love romance with a happy ending. Reading should be an escape that makes you fall in love and root for the hero. She lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and crazy dog, Niko. She enjoys reading, theatre and traveling and you will find many places she has visited in her novels.

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My Fair Bogan by Charmaine Ross **BLITZ**

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Blurb:

What is a Bogan? Answer: an uncouth or unsophisticated person regarded as being of low social status. And that’s where the fun begins!

Contemporary romance and best-selling author Charmaine Ross sweeps readers away with another heart-pounding romance with an unlikely ‘My Fair Lady’ meets ‘Cinderella’ twist.

Being picked off the streets and thrust into the political arena of disgraced politician Drake Wilson is challenging on so many levels. But Sally Foster is up for a challenge. Besides, chances like the one on offer doesn’t come to girls like her. Ever. She has to grab this chance with both hands and succeed for the sake of her family. She’s used to handling hard situations, but she’s never had a situation quite like the gorgeous Rhys James, Drake’s assistant, educating her day in night out. Her instant attraction is all consuming — and totally off-limits.

Rhys’ perfect world is turned upside down the moment Sally Foster blunders her way into Drake’s ‘Education for the Masses’ political campaign. If Rhys can succeed and transform Sally Foster, he can transform anyone and Drake’s policy will be funded to help thousands. The challenge isn’t so much the jaw-dropping elocution lessons, or Sally’s colourful language, or even her metamorphosis into an exquisite beauty at the hands of Drake’s personal image professionals. The challenge is keeping his hands and rebellious desires at bay.

Sally is fiery, tempestuous — and the most refreshingly honest woman that has ever walked into his life. Rhys must keep Sally at arm’s distance, but the more they spend time together, the more difficult that becomes.

What’s a girl to do when she’s way out of her league and temptation is just too great to ignore?

A beautifully written contemporary romance story that will sweep you off your feet.

Read An Excerpt…

She peeked out into the hallway. The house was very quiet and very empty. She knew her way to the front door, but that was about it. She’d been taken promptly to her room last night as it had been so late. Her clothes would have to be in a laundry, which would logically be on the first floor towards the back of the house. She flew down the stairs, the carpet making her steps silent and as she reached the foyer, the front door opened before she fb-advert-3could dash away unseen.
Rhys stepped inside. His navy business suit hugged every hot-point of his body. The pants stretched on long, lean legs, the jacket enhanced the square line of his shoulder and leanness of his stomach. He wore a crisp white shirt that was tucked neatly into his waist. He smoothed his tie as he moved through the door. He was as suave today as he had been yesterday at the Town Hall. She didn’t realise business suits could be sexy, but on Rhys, it certainly grabbed her attention.
His mouth twitched before he quickly hid it beneath a serious veneer. He cleared his throat. ‘I see Sue found something for you to wear.’
She crossed her arms over her chest. ‘Yes, but light blue track-suits borrowed from five foot nothing Malaysian ladies isn’t my size or style. Look, the legs finish half way down me … my … leg.’ She indicated the hem of the pants flapping about her shin. ‘I was tryin’ to find my clothes from yesterday but they went missing. These were the only things I found and I’m not wearing ‘em any longer than I have to. I look bloody ridiculous.’
Drake came through the door then and also stopped short when he saw her. ‘It is you.’ He peered at her, eyes narrowing and wiggled a finger at her. ‘I almost didn’t recognise you without those sludgy black lines beneath your eyes. You’ll need to do something with that hair, though. Those dark roots make your hair look all greasy. Definitely need to get your hair done before the media catch you looking like that.’
Sally ran a self-conscious hand though her hair. She would have bought hair dye but she’d run short last week. The kids had been hungry when she’d picked them up from school and she’d taken them to Maccas as a treat. They didn’t get many of them.
Sally latched back onto Drake’s voice. ‘Get Mel in, can you Rhys. I can’t have her going around with hair like that. The media are on the look-out for her. Especially O’Brien. You know Suzie, you could be pretty with the proper hair and make-up. Anyway, we’ll see. Come along, there’s no time to lose; I’ve promised Ian Armstrong from Political Correspondent on the ABC you’ll attend an interview sometime in the near future. Marcy Dovenich just called and wants an bogan-chick-1-2interview. I can’t believe I’m saying this. The word is getting out about you already!’
Drake shuffled past Rhys and Sally and into an office adjacent to the foyer Sally hadn’t noticed before now. He hovered in the doorway, nose deep in a folder he held. ‘Rhys, you’ll need to start with elocution. And please, make sure to teach her to talk from her mouth. Not her nose.’ He made a face and shuddered before closing the doors on them.
Rhys really needed to have to talk to Drake about the way to spoke about Sally. Drake was known for being able to talk around a deaf man, but he seemed to be totally clueless when it came to Sally. It wasn’t as if this was a half-baked plan. They’d been preparing something like this for a year now. Maybe it was just the circumstances in which Sally was engaged were dubious. And that was completely Drake’s fault.
‘I also don’t have any make-up.’ She swiped her fingers over her face, as though she was embarrassed.
She was fresh-faced, her skin still pink from her recent shower. Without the barrier of that thick black gunk around her eyes, she looked—vulnerable. Young. She smelt of her recent shower. She’d used a florally shampoo with something vanilla-y. There was also a hint of something else that wasn’t artificial. Cinnamon. Her personal brand.
The door to the office opened and Drake poked his head out. ‘Oh and Suzie … don’t think about stealing anything. I have digi-cams located all through this house. I see everything.’
Sally stared open-mouthed at the now shut door. ‘Did he just accuse me of stealing?’
‘Just warning you off stealing. It came out all wrong. Listen.’ Rhys grasped her upper arm as she started to stalk toward Drake’s door. He was surprised at how strong she was for such a slight woman. He let his hand slide down her arm to hold her hand. Warm, soft fingers linked his, fitting together just like they were always meant to. He reluctantly let her go when she stopped walking, liking the feel of her simple touch. ‘Let’s get started. Clothes first, okay?’
She jabbed a thumb over her shoulder at the door. ‘’e’s gunna get it one day.’
‘Temper, Sally.’
A muscle worked her jaw. ‘How can he say that? I haven’t even been here for a day and ‘es accusing me of stealing! Do I look like someone who’s gunna rip ‘im off? Well, do I?’
She didn’t look anything of the sort. She looked like an oversized kitten you didn’t want to anger dressed in a ridiculous, ill-fitting track-suit. Her cheeks were flushed with indignant red, instead of that beguiling pink and her luscious mouth was stretched into a tense line. He liked it when her lips were softer, plumper. They were like that when she didn’t think anyone was looking at her. When she relaxed. She had very kissable lips when she was relaxed. He suddenly wondered what it would be like to press his lips against her pillowy soft mouth. Wondered if they would feel as good as they looked.

 

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Charmaine’s first foray into romance was as a fourteen year old where she fell hopelessly and eternally in love with her hero as only a teenager can. Instead of watching movies and staying up late, she would go to bed at eight thirty and continue her very romantic, very safe, love affair.

Since then, she has fallen in love with many heroes, some less safe than what her teenage brain could possibly imagine. After earning a Fine Art’s Degree, a Diploma of Secondary Education and a Diploma of Marketing, she worked as a Graphic Designer in various advertising agencies and as well as in-house marketing roles and is currently involved with digital marketing and everything web in her current position. But she always returns to writing.

Although she has travelled, she always returns to her home town of Melbourne and lives with her husband, two children and two cats in the ferny-greens of the Dandenongs. If she’s not working on her latest romance and falling in love with yet another hero, you’ll find her reading, watching and basically indulging in her addiction to any story on any media type she can get her fingers on.

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Worlds Away Blitz! by JL Hendricks

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Blurb:

Slavery, or mate to an Alien Commander? Which would you choose?

Paris had lost her parents at a young age and instead of going into the foster system, she ended up on the streets. Sure, life was tough for a 17 year old girl with no one to turn to, but she made her way on the streets of Los Angeles for years. That is, until one day when she was no longer on the streets.

Commander Venay of the V’Zenian Empire was a man on a mission. It was his responsibility to ensure a good lot of human slaves made it back to his planet each year. But this time it was different, he saw her across a field and knew he had to have her, at all costs.

The choice was simple, Paris could be a slave on the V’Zenian home world, or she could become Venay’s mate and provide him with the offspring his people so desperately needed! However, sometimes things aren’t as simple as they seem, especially when another alien species wants the humans for their own nefarious reasons.

Come and join J.L. Hendricks on her next voyage! Worlds Away is the first in a Sci-Fi Romantic/Adventure trilogy where aliens abduct women for more than just slavery, they abduct them to continue their own race! If you like Ruby Lionsdrake, then you will enjoy Worlds Away! This is a mostly clean romance with an HEA in each book. If it were a movie, it would be PG-13.

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The claxon bells were going off all over the ship, and the crew rushed to and fro as they took their duty stations to prepare for the inevitable. “Rotna, get off the comm with your mate. NOW is the time to focus on the ship, not some female.” the Commander yelled as he gave Rotna a stern frown and pointed to the weapons console.
Rotna usually manned the weapons console during battles. However it has been a few years since this crew had seen any battles. All had been calm during these trips until this one.
“I must go now, stay safe and know that I love you!” Rotna ended his comm with his mate and focused back on the weapons console, but he was too late. A charged torpedo hit the side of the ship where Rotna was stationed. The console discharged an energy blast that threw him against the metallic desk that housed the science scanners behind him. His back hit the hard surface, and he fell to the ground unconscious.
“Someone get a medic here immediately! I need my weapons officer back on task. “The Commander gave Rotna one more look and arched an eyebrow with the realization he wouldn’t get his weapons officer back on duty any time soon. The ship warbled as another torpedo hit a different spot on the same side of the ship. All of the warriors on the bridge looked to the Commander as he stumbled to the weapons console. His second in command made his way to the weapons station from across the bridge.
The Commander loaded and launched four torpedoes and sent them off one after the other in rapid fire towards the enemy ship that had attacked them. This enemy had agreed to a tentative truce some years back, and would on occasion play chicken with the V’Zenian ships, but they never would have openly attacked like this.
“Eereen, fire the laser cannons at will and target their port engine. Let’s see if we can’t damage their ship enough to keep them from firing any more torpedoes,” the Commander yelled as he handed over the weapons con to his First Officer.
“Yes, Sir!” Eereen stated as he sat at the console. He quickly reviewed the ship in front of them and targeted the port side engines with both laser cannons and another round of torpedoes. He had to be careful since they did not have many left. This ship should not have seen any combat on this trip. It was only on a trip to Earth to pick up another load of slaves and possible mates for their species. In the four trips he has made, they never saw anything more than space dust in their path.
The Chief Engineer reported to the Commander, “Sir, that last set of torpedoes damaged our engines along with the artificial gravity generator. I sent men to fix them, but I can’t guarantee that parts of the ship will have enough gravity to function normally.”
“Listen up, this is the Commander. We have an issue with our gravity generator and certain areas could intermittently lose artificial gravity. Use the hand rails if you must move about the ship, otherwise strap in and prepare for a bumpy flight.” The Commander knew that his slaves in the holding cells had nothing to help them stay secure. He briefly wondered if he shouldn’t release their cell doors so they could at least find some seats to strap themselves into. But before he could think of it anymore, another round of torpedoes made their way past the energy shield his ship had up.
“Someone tell me how those torpedoes are making their way past our shields! They should not have access to such technology! I want a solution before they blow us out of the universe! And I want something that will destroy them- five minutes ago!” The Commander sat down and strapped himself into his command chair. Then reviewed the schematics they had of the enemy ship based on their scans over the past twelve hours.

worlds-away-99c-sale-adExcerpt Two…

“Oh stink, this is real isn’t it?” I started to slink down on the floor as my body began to register the movement in space and my eyes confirmed what I was feeling. All of my senses were on overdrive, I could even taste the oxygen that had been pumped into the room. It almost felt like I was drowning.
Venay reached down and picked me up. He held me to his side while walking me back to the couch. “Are you ok? Is the oxygen mixture too high for you?” He was looking me over and paying close attention to my chest, but in this case I believed he was watching me take shallow breaths.
“Why can I taste the air? I shouldn’t be able to do that.” I looked at him with a raised eyebrow while breathing in deep.
“We have an increased level of oxygen when we first leave the planet. Over the years we have discovered that humans tend to pass out easily unless we do this. Your bodies have a difficult time processing oxygen while in shock as we are leaving your solar system. But once we get moving your bodies adjust. They really are quite adaptable to most environments. Another reason our ancestors chose your people to integrate with us.” He puffed up his chest and sat up straighter. It looked like he took great pride in the fact that his ancestors abducted and experimented on humans.
That just made me angry. “How could you take pride in the fact that your species has been kidnapping my people for two centuries? What do you do with my people? Do you force yourselves on the women? Force the men to be your slaves and do your hard labor?” I fisted my hands at my side and debated if I should hit him or try to run again. Although, I knew running wasn’t an option at this point. It was at this point that I truly believed he was an alien and I was in space. Not sure how this all happened, but there it was.
He didn’t answer me at first, he looked back towards the porthole and watched space as we hurtled through it. I had to admit, it was quite beautiful and oddly enough, calming. I felt myself relaxing and let go of my fisted hands and my shoulders started to loosen up as well.
“Paris, I will admit, our ancestors were not the most civilized. But we are very different now. We never force a woman to mate with us. If we take a human mate, she is very willing…” He looked at me and his eyes dilated while he gave me a smoldering smile.
“Hey now, don’t go getting any ideas about me. I am NOT to be used as a breeding mare. No one who abducts me will be using me as a slave either. Stockholm Syndrome won’t be my downfall.” I got up and walked over to the open porthole and sighed as I watched the stars zoom past. I put my arm on the side of the porthole and leaned into it and whispered, “I will find my way home again.”
“I chose you because you are my mate. I could feel it across the field when our eyes met. You felt it too, I know you did. The connection was visible on your face and when I touched you a moment ago as well.”
“What exactly do you mean by ‘mate’?”
“You would call it marriage. When we mate, it is with our one true love. The universe has created someone for all of us to love and join with. When we meet that one, we feel an instant sense of right, of belonging to each other. It is how my species have chosen their true mates since the beginning of time. There are exceptions, there are always those who can’t wait and will sometimes mate with someone they were never meant to mate with and that always causes problems.”
“You might as well lock me up with the other slaves, because no one is going to mate with me.” I locked eyes with him and stared at him until he spoke again.
“If that is what you wish, but I must warn you. Without my protection, any of the males on this ship have the right to try and persuade you to become their mate.” I tried to interrupt but he held up his hands, “They will not force themselves upon you or any other female, but they will try to get your attention in other ways… Most of the males who volunteer for this mission are looking for their mates. About half of the women will become mated to the men on this ship before we even reach our home planet.” He stood up and walked to the door but stopped before opening it.
“Are you certain you would not reconsider and become my mate? I hold a very high rank and your life would be quite comfortable. You would be well taken care of and would want for nothing in life.” He looked me over slowly as I thought on his words.
“I am positive. There is no way on God’s green Earth I would choose to give myself to anyone who kidnapped me. I want to go home and forget about this entire experience.” I huffed out and put my arms around myself in an effort to comfort me. It didn’t help…
“Paris, this is the last time I will offer you my protection. You are intended to be my mate, I feel it. Life as a slave is not one you will enjoy. While we do treat our slaves better than we used to, it is still a very difficult life. One you will experience on this voyage home if you turn me down.” He reached over and took a strand of my hair into his hands and slowly drew it between his thumb and forefinger.
I pulled my hair back, what he was doing was sending small shivers down my spine. That was too intimate of a gesture to accept from my abductor. “I am positive. It would be preferable to rot away as a slave than to be used up as someone’s mate.”
He sighed and lowered his head for a moment, then stood up tall. Man was he tall, and imposing when he put his warrior mask back on. “Very well, but don’t come to me when you find that you don’t have enough food or warmth on this trip.” He proceeded to open the door and he grabbed my arm rather forcefully and hauled me over to one of the cages in the other room.
“Open cage A-1, process this slave but make sure she gets extra in her evening meal.” He took one last look at me and then walked away as another alien took me by the arm. I heard Venay say something about putting his uniform on and then he would be on the bridge.

worlds-away-sqaure3Excerpt Three…

My heart was still pumping an hour later, and my adrenaline seemed to be burning out. I was exhausted just sitting there holding tight to the laser gun as well as to the couch every time our ship was hit. I wanted to say that I could hear the laser cannons fire, or whatever they called them on this ship. But I knew it must be my imagination creating the sounds in order to keep track of the fighting somehow.
However, I really did hear some of the torpedoes going back and forth. It was a weird sound, almost like Superman flying super-fast through a tunnel and taking all sound with him through that tunnel. Then it was super quiet for less than half a second which was always followed by a loud bang and then the ship would jerk one way or another. At least there was a warning sound before the torpedoes hit. They packed the most punch.
The next hit, well, it was almost what killed us. The ship started to tilt, like it had lost its stabilizers or something, but we must have gotten a good hit on them as well because another hit didn’t come for a while. I could feel us limping along. Since we were slanted, Lisa and I had to hold on tight to the couch. I had never been so happy to see furniture tied to the ground before. Some of the knickknacks and loose items like chairs and pillows were flying around as we tried to get away from the enemy ship.
We turned and headed to something, at the time I didn’t know what. But at least we weren’t getting shot at any more. It seemed like days before we made it to the planet. The only reason I knew we were at the planet is because Venay called me, again.
“Venay, I am fine. No need to worry about me.”
“Thank the moons! But I am calling to warn you, this next bit is going to get very difficult. There should be a place in the quarters you are in where you can strap yourself to a fold down chair on the wall. Find that and get your butt in it now. We are going to try landing this ship on the planet before the enemy can catch up to us. But with the damage, re-entry is going to make for a very bumpy flight. Can you do that?”
“Yes, I can. Thank you Venay.”
He grunted and then hung up. “Lisa is there a set of fold down emergency chairs that we can lock ourselves into? You know, like the jump seats on a commercial flight?”
“Yes, in the back bedroom. There are two seats there. What’s going on?”
“What did Rotna say when he called you?”
“He tried to tell me what was going one, but was told to focus on his task, not his mate.” Her cheeks actually turned a shade of pink. I wondered when they were planning their ceremony.
“Glad to know he is fine.”
“Why do we need to do this? Is the ship getting worse?” Lisa asked, with wide eyes.
“Yes, we are approaching the planet and going to attempt to land before the enemy ship can catch us. The re-entry is going to be tough.” We made it to the back room and found the seats. There were a few things that had blocked our way, but we moved them without much issue.
It was a good thing Venay called to warn me, because we weren’t even buckled in when I felt the ship jerking and shaking like an amusement park ride about to go off the rails.
My teeth hurt so bad within just the first two minutes, I thought they might all be cracked, first from the chattering they were doing with the way we jumbled around and then from the pressure I put on my mouth to stay closed. Somewhere along the way I had bit my tongue and it hurt.
I couldn’t say how long it took for us to get through the atmosphere, but it felt like forever. I could tell when we made it because we started to smooth out and the ship wasn’t jerking so badly. The loud noise that almost made me deaf had also quieted down, now it was more like a ball whistling through the air. Although, my head was pounding and my body ached from all of the jostling and clenching. I don’t think I have ever held on to anything as tightly as those restraints, ever!
“Lisa, you ok?”
“Did we make it?” She looked around the room wide eyed and I could see she had been crying. Her face was streaked with the paths her tears left. But I couldn’t blame her. I was pretty scared myself and if I hadn’t survived five years on the streets I would have probably been crying as well.
“So far. I don’t think we have landed yet. So stay seated until we are told we can move. I have a feeling we are going to feel the landing as well.”
The ship was still tilted and the seats were very uncomfortable, we were slanted to the left so the belts that made up the restraints were digging into my left side. It felt like one of those carnival rides where you went around in circles but you were hanging on one side and the ride seat was digging into your entire side. It was similar to that, but worse.
“Lisa, tell me about the plans you and Rotna have made for your wedding. When do you want it to take place?” She looked like she might get hysterical any moment. Her eyes were all over the place and she was having trouble breathing. But she didn’t look injured, unless the belts did something internally.
“Huh? What? Oh, yea, wedding. Ummm, we spoke about it last night. Weworlds-away-square agreed that we wanted it to happen as soon as we could get some time on the Commander’s schedule. Do you think he will have time tomorrow?” She was dazed, I wasn’t sure she understood what was happening. How could she if she was thinking Venay could marry them tomorrow, after crash landing on a planet while in a firefight with a pretty heavily armed enemy ship?
“Lisa, do you know what just happened?” I wished at that moment I could get out of my seat, but I knew there was no way it would be safe until after we made landing.
“Yes, we are landing on a planet.”
“Because we just got our butts kicked in a firefight with an enemy ship. There won’t be time to get married, not at least for a while. I couldn’t even tell you how long it will take to fix our ship. Or if the Zateelians will come for us. Lisa, I need you to focus. Can you do that?” Her eyes were still glazed over and her mouth was hanging open. She kept moving her head like she was listening to some music somewhere.
Just then I got a communication from Venay, “Paris, are you ok?”
“Yes, both Lisa and I are ok. She might have some internal injuries, but I think she is ok. However, she appears to be in shock. How much longer before we land?”
“We came in too fast, so I have to keep her flying as long as possible to slow down, which means we won’t be close to the settlement here. But they will come for us and help us soon. Stay in your seats. Don’t move until I tell you, ok?”
“Of course, I am betting we will feel it when we land?”
“Yes, I am afraid you will. And Paris, don’t say anything, but Rotna is hurt, badly. Lisa might know. If he called her before he went unconscious then she knows. But don’t say anything until we land and you can check her out. Ok?”
“Ok, thank you. Um, any news about the enemy ship? Are they following us?”
He sighed and I knew it was bad, “Yes, they are heavily damaged, but they did make it through. However, they are not very close to us. They will have to crash land as well so we should have some time before they come looking for us or the settlement. I just hope that they aren’t able to crash very close to the settlement.”

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Meet The Author…

J.L. Hendricks is a new independent author. The Interdimensional Saga series is her first one and she is very excited to share Book 1, Eclipse of the Warrior.
Her latest series which comes out later this month is a PG-13 version of the hot Alien Sci-Fi Romance genre! She thought it might be fun to write in that world while still keeping it mostly clean for everyone to read. Although, she has had some complaints that it was too steamy. Let her know what you think!
She is very proud to have served in the US Army before she went to college. She decided to finally write, and finish a book, this year because of a few friends who encouraged her to do so. She hopes her stories entertain you and can bring a laugh on occasion.
Actually, it was her roommate’s cat who talked her into staying at home to be her minion all day long! Pyper truly believes that J.L. is here to serve her alone, and to feed her whenever she graces J.L. with her presence.

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**BLITZ** Anxious Love by Sydney Aaliyah

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Trauma, isolation, courage, love. . .  Anxious Love

Hopeful about his future after overcoming loss, Ryan Ware is living his dream life as a first round draft pick. He’s enjoying every crazy minute of fame, fortune, and gorgeous women.

Despite being the most sought-after writer in romance, severe anxiety keeps Leah Jones isolated. Having a regimented life keeps the triggers at bay that could put her back in the hospital, perhaps permanently.

A chance meeting in New Orleans, Leah’s brown eyes capture Ryan’s heart, and he vows to learn more about this reclusive beauty.

Can Leah’s anxieties withstand Ryan’s crazy life? Can Ryan learn enough about real love to be the right man for Leah?

Anxious Love contains explicit scenes of a sexual nature and is not suitable for readers under 18 years of age.

Excerpt One…

“You’re close,” he whispered. “I can feel it.”
“Yes.”
“Wait for me,” he said, his breath throaty and ragged from the strain.
“I can’t,” I said, clenching my insides, which further pushed me closer to the edge.
“Look at me.” I focused on his face. I took note of the small tick in his eyes as he moved faster. The way his breath warmed my face as he pounded in me. I zoned in on the feel of his cock inside me, the tightness he pushed through to reach my core. When he tensed, I saw it on his face and felt it in his body. His hand cupped my pussy from underneath and he ran his fingers over my clit. Our orgasm hit at the same time in a mind-altering quake of mind, body, and soul.
As we came down, we held on to each other tight as if the quake would dare attempt to tear us apart. No, we were together. Melded, tethered, bound together by need, desire, and lust.
Maybe by love.
We were made for each other.

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Excerpt Two…

Because of my anxiety, I perceived the world differently. The medicine helped, but when it wore off, it wasn’t like Cinderella’s carriage turning back into a pumpkin at precisely midnight.
It was more subtle, more gradual. It was a whole different way of reacting to the world, and it took a little more concentration. Something I couldn’t do with him studying me.
But then he rubbed his hand up my arm and he licked his lips and leaned into me and the world slowed down.
“Hey, you okay?”
I concentrated on his voice but couldn’t stop staring at his lips. I tried to pull my gaze away from them, from him, but I couldn’t. His facial expressions made me feel adored, and I didn’t want to miss a thing.
I leaned in further to get a better look, but my eyes closed and the next thing I knew, his lips touched mine. I pulled back a little and opened my eyes. The world caught up to whatever dimension we were in. It was much too abrupt for the moment, and I felt on the verge of a panic attack, but then I thought, maybe …
I closed my eyes, leaned in, and kissed him again. My lips parted and I licked them, but my tongue rubbed against his lips and retreated. We were so close. His lips shifted into a grin, and I parted my lips in surprise. He reached his hand behind my neck and pulled me closer as his tongue entered between mine.
A muffled giggled escaped, and I was surprised to find it came from me. It disappeared into his mouth, which made him grin and pull back. The world stayed calm as I thought about how his lips felt on mine. His tongue swiped against my tongue with confidence. I opened my eyes and peered into his. They were no longer light; they had a definite dark hue and the color swarmed as if wondering how to take in the person they saw before them.
Is it possible that I found something else to balance me?
I leaned back, but as his hand slipped away from my cheek, I placed my hand on it to keep him firmly in place. I looked off to my right and the streetcar clinked by and people were strolling down St. Charles Avenue. I turned to my left and watched a group of kids cut across the park on their way home from school.
I turned back to Ryan and smiled. He smiled back, and to thank him, I kissed him.
I removed my hand from his, satisfied it would stay where I wanted it. My hand reached out to touch his chest. I wanted to confirm it was as solid as I imagined. My brief hug a few nights before had only hinted at it.
I touched his skin peeking out the top of his t-shirt and ran my knuckle across the top. It was his turn to shiver, but it deepened the kiss as his tongue pressed into my mouth. I flatted my head on his chest and pressed back; he was solid, unmovable. He laid a soft little kiss on my mouth before pulling back and looking down at my hand splayed across his chest.
His face tilted and he stared with a sexy grin.
“Did you just kiss me?” he asked in a whispered tone.

Excerpt Three…

I peeked a look and saw the concerned look on her face.
“Hey, little one.” I ran my hand over the crease in her brow. “You okay?”
“I haven’t done this in a long time, and I really want to, but . . .” She continued to stroke me, and I grabbed her hand and placed it on her stomach and sat up on my knees.
“But what?”
“Please don’t laugh at me, but is it going to fit?”
Okay, I had to laugh.
I reached down and rubbed myself against her folds, coating it with her juices. She moaned and squealed. I pressed two fingers inside her and she pushed back onto them.
She squeezed herself on my fingers. “See, there’s plenty of room.” She groaned as I rubbed her clit and continued to move my fingers in and out. We both knew I was lying, but I wanted to make her feel better. It was going to be tight. I bit my lip in anticipation. She convulsed against my fingers and threw her head back as she came.
I smiled. It was going to feel so good.

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“Okay, wait. Stop,” I said and reached out for his hand. He laced his fingers with mine.
“You okay?” Ryan asked a look of concerned torture on his face. He held back to make me comfortable.
“Yeah, um,” I began but stopped and tried to figure out the best way to put this. “You are so perfect. I just need to get used to it.”
He laughed.
“Oh, ow.” I scooted away from him.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” he said. “Don’t make me laugh.”
“Okay, good point.” He pressed back into me and stopped. I couldn’t speak. I only
hummed. I flexed around him, and his cock twitched. I moaned. “Okay, move. Slowly.”
He moved inside me. My mind raced. It felt so good and hurt at the same time.
“Keep doing that, please.”
“Why so formal, little one?” he asked and pushed in me farther.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered.
“That’s more like it.” He grinned.

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Meet The Author…

Sydney Aaliyah Michelle is a Contemporary Romance writer, a voracious reader and movie fanatic who hails from Texas.
After surviving 5 1/2 years living in China, she had the courage to finally pursue her passion and become a writer.
Sydney’s novels tackle the dramatic world that is college and professional football She writes about heroines who love their men and the sports world they play in.
She identifies the sci-fi action flick “The Matrix” as the best representation of her life in the past. She is now blessed to be awake and doing what she loves.
She can recite the entire script from the 80’s teen comedy/drama “The Breakfast Club” and loves any and everything associated with the Avengers Movie, especially Tony Stark.
When it come to books, Sydney reads different genres, but some of her favorite writers are Stephen King, Alex J. Cavanaugh, J.A Huss, M. Never & Emily Bronte. Under the Dome, The Great Gatsby & Wuthering Heights are her favorite books.
Feel free to contact Sydney Aaliyah Michelle at sydliyah@hotmail.com.

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New Release** The Herald’s Heart by Rue Allyn

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Royal herald Sir Talon Quereste plans to someday settle on a quiet little estate, marry well, and raise a family. The wife of his daydreams will enhance his standing with his peers – she’s certainly not an overly adventurous, impulsive, argumentative woman of dubious background who threatens everything he values, until he meets his father’s wife.

Lady Larkin Rosham lost more than everyone she loved when her family was murdered – she lost her identity. Now no one believes she’s Lady Larkin, least of all Sir Talon, whose dreams of owning Hawksedge go up in smoke if she is, indeed, his father’s lost bride.

But when the murderer strikes again, danger and betrayal lurk around every corner. Can Larkin and Talon discover how to save their lives without risking their hearts?

Sensuality Level: Sensual

Excerpt One…

Talon dismounted and moved to his steed’s head. The animal needed a stern lecture on obeying its rider. The fog became darker just ahead of him. “I’ve had enough nonsense for one day,” he said, whether to the horse or the fog was hard to tell. “There are no such things as ghosts or disembodied heads that blink and blush in the fog.” He lengthened his stride, hoping to pull his mount forward, and ran smack into black stone. He’d found Hawksedge Keep.

Excerpt Two…

   “Nay.” He reached the door first and blocked her way. “We will discuss my vile behavior now.”

“Not in front of her.” Larkin tossed her head in the direction of the bed.

“Not in front of whom?”

“That woman, the one you called Cat,” Larkin whispered. Of course, he could be so casual about taking a whore in his bed. “What you do is your affair, but I need not remain here to witness it nor offer my own actions for a whore’s amusement.” She tried to push past him.

“Wait a moment. You think I whore here in my … the earl’s bed?” His eyes lit with humor as he asked the question.

“Yes,” she hissed. “In the hallway, I heard you laugh with her about your bath.”

“I think you must meet Cat.”

Larkin sucked in a breath. “I will not. ’Tis bad enough you flaunt her.”

Talon chuckled and grasped her arm. “I flaunt no one, and I insist that you give a greeting to Cat.”

Larkin tried to shake him off, but his grip, though gentle, was iron, and she could not break free. “Nay, please you. I do not want …”

Over her protests, he dragged her to the bed and pulled the curtain aside.

Excerpt Three…

“Oh ’tis you.” She let loose a relieved breath, then watched in fascinated horror as Talon took flight.

He uttered a yelp of surprise. His hands scrabbled to find purchase on the damp stone wall. His feet flew up. His back hit the floor with such force that he bounced. He twisted sideways. So fast did he fall, he only succeeded in rolling straight toward her.

The bucket sailed upward. The soapy contents dumped across her bodice while the pail flew on behind her. She sputtered and caught a breath. Talon’s impact knocked it from her, and she went crashing backward. His hands grabbed her shoulders. She fought him. Her head would smash to pieces on the stones behind her. She did not deserve to die.

In the next instant, he had twisted again. She landed with a thump on his hard body. She tried to inhale but found the effort severely restricted. Talon’s arms banded around her ribs and back in a crushing embrace.

“Let me loose, oaf. I cannot breathe.” She used precious air to protest, hoping to gain her release faster.

Meet The Author…

 

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Rue Allyn, the imaginary love child of an immortal Scottish knight and Margaret Mitchell, was abducted adopted at birth by a pair of professor experts in Child Development and Education. She loved the parents who raised her and tried very hard to please them by starting school at the age of two and receiving more than 30 years of formal education, culminating in a Ph. D. that led to a number of teaching positions at various universities.

Her destiny at birth was to be the most famous and talented Coloratura Soprano ever. Sadly when she was abducted adopted that destiny fell to a woman named Julie Andrews. Rue’s creative impulses could not be denied. She searched long and hard in universities, in the US Navy, in retail sales and odd jobs to find release for her undeniable desire to sing out about heart melting romance. She watched old movies, read stories by Dante, Chaucer, Charlotte Bronte, Georgette Heyer, and even-unknown to Rue-her mother’s legendary Gone with the Wind. Not until she met the man of her dreams, her very own True and Perfect Knight, did she discover that while fate had stolen her singing voice, she could–in the traditions of Ovid, Homer, and the Beowulf poet–still sing her songs of heart melting romance by weaving them into stories about love, joy, and ecstasy in all ages.

When not writing, loving her spouse, or attending Toastmasters meetings, Rue now travels the world and surfs the internet in search of background material and inspiration for her next heart melting romance. She loves to hear from readers, and you may contact her at  contact@RueAllyn.com.  She can’t wait to hear from you.

*Remember, I write historical romances where a little bit of truth gets sprinkled into the fiction. Some of my bio is true and some is not. Feel free to write me at contact@RueAllyn.com and let me know which you think is which. 🙂

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No Greater Love Blitz by Eris Perese

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Blurb:

Home is where love lives.

This contemporary, warm, international romance moves from the U.S. to Holland, Turkey, and the Valley of Rubies.

Orphaned at age eight by an earthquake in Turkey and adopted by an American family, 28-year-old Janan has grown into a beautiful woman, a Circassian beauty. She dreams of having a home of her home, a home with love, but love seems to have passed her by as she has spent her life looking after the family, including an elderly, frail uncle whose father had sent him away from Holland as a child to escape German deportation during WWII.

Once jilted at the altar and now struggling with leukemia, a Dutch psychiatrist, Pieter, has given up on love. He has committed himself to helping the child refugees flooding into Amsterdam. That is, until he meets Janan and falls in love at first skirmish.

When she meets her uncle’s protégé, Pieter, Janan recognizes him as the man of her dreams, and knowing that he will be gone in the morning, asks him for one night. After introducing Janan to the purposes and outcomes of eight different kisses, Pieter vows to beat his illness and return.

Alone and faced with saving herself and others, Janan accepts a quid-pro-quo offer of help but will that decision destroy her chance of finding happiness?

Read An Excerpt…

“Oh, good! Your’re breathing on your own.”
Pieter dragged his eyelids open to see a beautiful mouth hovering over his. “I could stop,” he whispered.
“You’re not well.” The eyes staring down at him were accusing.
“I know.”
“I asked you to shovel,: she whispered as a stricken look crossed her face.
“I tried.” He felt her collapse on top of him. Strands of silky hair clinging to his chin and tears cold against his neck.
“I could have killed you!” she wailed.
“But you didn’t.” His arms came up awkwardly at first and then they settled around her holding her close. He was holding an enchanting woman in his arms and, in response to the slim knee pressed between his legs, he experienced a stirring that he had not felt in a long time.

Meet The Author…

eris-perese-08312014As a seventeen year old student nurse at Albany Hospital, Eris met a Turkish surgical intern who told her fascinating stories about the history of Turkey, the loss of the Ottoman Empire, and forced population exchanges. After they married and moved to Buffalo, Eris worked as a nurse at Children’s Hospital and at Roswell Park Cancer Institute.
After taking time off to raise five children and amassing rejection letters for her short stories, Eris earned her master’s degree in Psychiatric Nursing at the University at Buffalo. Later, she taught psychiatric nursing at the University and wrote a textbook for psychiatric nurse practitioners—a wonderful rewarding but never to be repeated experience.
Now, Eris writes novels, usually international, contemporary romances. Her interest in history and her experience in psychiatry often play a part in her stories. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America and the Western New York Romance Writers. In addition to writing, Eris’ interests include: Prevention of Psychiatric Disorders; Eradicating Honor Killings, supporting the Crossroads Springs Orphanage in Kenya for children orphaned by AIDS, and learning more about Turkey, Cyprus, and Kurdistan.

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**BLITZ** Haven on the Riverwalk by Eileen Cruz Coleman

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Haven on the Riverwalk is perfect for fans of Safe Haven by Nicholas Sparks.

When quite by accident, Maggie finds herself stuck in the small riverside town of Solomon’s Island, Maryland, she determines to start a new life where no one knows who she is and where she can bury her past and also hide from the danger that is threatening to find her. She meets handsome and charming bike repair shop owner, Dustin, who she tries to resist.

Though Maggie’s dark past and secrets haunt her every day, she starts to let her guard down and she not only finds herself in a whirlwind romance with Dustin, she also begins to fall in love with the small town of Solomon’s and its people.

Just when Maggie begins to feel safe, her past catches up with her and she must choose between being brave and fighting for her new life or surrendering to the danger that has found her.

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The bus comes to a stop in front of a small convenience store. Some of the passengers are just waking up from a nap, some are talking and laughing eagerly wanting to step outside and stretch their legs, while others still have their faces in their books, magazines or phones.

One passenger, Maggie, sits very still staring out the window not sure whether or not to get off the bus or hide under her seat.

The driver stands at the front of the bus holding a microphone. “Okay, folks, we’ll be here for two hours. That gives you enough time to have lunch and get some shopping done. Or, feel free to stay on the bus if you want.” He plops down in his seat and lets out a thunderous yawn. “I’m going to take a nap, but wake me, if you need me.”

Passengers surface and one by one leap off the bus. Maggie doesn’t move. She tucks her hair behind her ears and pulls the baseball cap she’s wearing further down on her forehead. It’s a New York Yankees hat, used to belong to her brother. He’s gone now, has been gone for six months. The hat is the only thing she has that belonged to him. Everything else died with him in the fire.

She sinks into her seat and closes her eyes. She’s decided not to get off. Two hours will pass quickly and soon they will be back on their way to Raleigh, North Carolina, which is where she’s headed. A new life is waiting for her there. New York is no longer her home.

Someone touches her on the shoulder, startling her. She sits up and adjusts her hat so she can see who it is that has frightened her.

“I’m sorry, Miss, I didn’t mean to scare you,” the bus driver says. He’s a tall, heavy-set man with a thick southern accent and a bushy beard.

“It’s okay,” Maggie says. But, it’s not okay. It’s only okay because Maggie has gotten used to always saying everything is okay. When her father insulted her and then apologized, she’d say, it’s okay. When he hit her across the face and then apologized, she’d say, it’s okay. When her mother apologized for letting him do those things to her, she’d say, it’s okay. And when her neighbors, police officers, and firefighters, told her how sorry they were that her brother had died in the fire, she said, it’s okay.

But, none of it was okay. Maggie is far from being okay.

 

Meet The Author…

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Eileen Cruz Coleman was born in Washington, D.C. to an immigrant El Salvadoran mother and a Puerto Rican father. She is a graduate of the University of Maryland with a degree in History. Her award-winning short stories have appeared in numerous literary journals both online and in print. Before venturing into the indie world of publishing, she was represented by two New York Literary agents.

She is an optimist and believes that no matter how bad things may seem, there is always a happy ending coming around the corner. When she’s not writing, you can find her gardening, cooking, or watching movies with her family.

She is fluent in Spanish and English.

She lives in Maryland with her husband and two children.

 

New Release Blitz A Songbird Novel Boxset 2

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Melt your heart romance and sizzling chemistry infused with soul inspiring music. A set of stand-alone coming of age novels that will make you fall in love.

THE SONGBIRD NOVEL BOX SET #2 INCLUDES: True Love, Troublemaker & Rough Water.

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When best friends sleep together their relationship is ripped apart, threatening the future of their band. Nessa’s escape from Jimmy’s “morning after” rejection ends in a tragic motorcycle accident. Trapped in a broken body, she must adjust to life without the one thing she relies on to survive – playing the drums. Meanwhile, Jimmy is on a mission to make up for his mistake and win Nessa back.

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Marcus walked in as we started up “Agility” again. I decided to end the practice how we’d started it, and the guys liked the idea. I played my intro and stepped up to the mic. I was about to sing the first line when I caught sight of Marcus’s expression.
He looked ashen, like he’d just been punched in the stomach then told his dog had died.
I slapped my fingers over the guitar strings and raised a fist to shut the band up. The music petered out, Jace being the last to pick up on my cue.
“What?” I scowled at our manager, my stomach pinching as I waited for the bad news. Had Torrence fucking pulled out on us? They couldn’t do that. We had a contract.
“It’s, uh…” Marcus rubbed the back of his neck, his shell-shocked gaze trained on mine. “It’s Nessa,” he ended in a whisper.
My heart lurched in my chest, and I froze on the spot. I never wanted to hear her name said in a broken whisper like that again. The look on Marcus’s face shredded my guts.
“Where is she?” Ralphie

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asked, his voice deep with concern.
“Arkansas,” Marcus murmured. His eyes were still on me, etched with horrified sadness.
She’s dead. My Nessa is dead.
The air in my lungs turned to liquid nitrogen.
“What the fuck is she doing there?” Flick’s temper always showed when he was scared. That only made it worse. Flick’s reaction confirmed I wasn’t imagining the look on Marcus’s face.
Our manager swallowed then let out a long sigh. “She’s been in a motorcycle accident.”
My grip on the neck of my guitar tightened, and my jaw worked to the side as I fought for the strength to ask, “Is she still alive?” I could barely whisper the words.
“Yes,” Marcus assured me with a quick nod. “But she’s…” His forehead wrinkled, his lips dipping into a sorrowful frown.
“But what!” I shouted.
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He closed the space between us and rested his hands on either side of my legs, leaning down so he could look me in the eye. “I know I burned you, but I was trying to protect us—the band, our friendship. I thought I was doing the right thing.”
“By ripping out my heart?” I whispered.
Remorse cut into his expression, making his mouth dip. “I figured it’d be like ripping off a Band-Aid. It’d sting, but then things would go back to normal. I’m not a long-term guy.”
I leaned away from him, placing my hand on his shoulder and forcing him back. “And that’s what you want to be now? You want to play boyfriend? What makes you think you can?”
“Because you left!” His voice pitched, his face bunching with anguish. “You left me, and I went out of my fucking mind.” The pads of his fingers skimmed my cheek, running gently down my face before pausing on my jawline. “I finally got a taste of life without you, and I couldn’t handle it.”

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The prom queen reluctantly takes a job working for the geeky guy who crushed on her in high school. But five years has changed him. It doesn’t take long until she finds herself battling an overwhelming attraction and falling for the one man she swore she’d never date.

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A few weeks into their marriage an unforeseen tragedy strikes Justin and Sarah, bringing their lives to a screeching halt. Justin is wracked with guilt while Sarah tries to deal with her own sadness. As the couple silently drift apart, they end up in a situation neither are sure they can recover from. Can they find their way back to the place they were before? Or is wedded bliss just a fairy tale?rough-water-teaser-2

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Meet Melissa..

Melissa Pearl was born in Auckland, New Zealand, but has spent much of her life abroad, living in countries such as Jordan, Cyprus and Pakistan… not to mention a nine month road trip around North America with her husband. “Best. Year. Ever!!” She is a trained elementary teacher, but writing is her passion. Since becoming a full time mother she has had the opportunity to pursue this dream and her debut novel hit the internet in November 2011. Since then she has continued to produce a steady stream of books, ranging in genres from Fantasy to Romantic Suspense to Contemporary Romance. She loves the variety and is excited about the books she has coming out in 2016.

“I am passionate about writing. It stirs a fire in my soul that I never knew I had. I want to be the best writer I can possibly be and transport my readers into another world where they can laugh, cry and fall in love.”

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A Tiger’s Claim by Lia Davis
As the Alpha’s only daughter Shayna Andrews has always been treated like a rare gem, protected like royalty, and she’s suffocating. Her longing to be independent has driven her to sneak out one evening after dinner. After relishing in being able to run free without an escort, she finds herself face-to-face with the enemy, miles from home, and nearly loses her life until a lone wolf comes to her aid. But when he discovers she wears the enemy’s brand, things will go from bad to worse.

The Scarlett Legacy by K.N. Lee alpha-beta-omega-box-set-3d-with-background-10
Wizards. Shifters. Sexy mobsters with magic.
The arrival of Avalon Prince brings a century-old feud to a dangerous climax. Scottish Old-World magic, mixed with a dangerous obsession with Evie and a sinister plot for revenge threatens to bring the Scarlett family to its demise.

Tiger Time by Marissa Dobson
Tabitha Leigh has no idea her mundane life is about to change or that danger stalks her every step. Now as the Queen of the Tigers with a bounty on her head, she must embrace her future and her mate. If she doesn’t, it will mean the end of everything she’s come to know and never realized she needed.

Healer’s Fate by Beth Caudill
Corliss Rumdone’s the healer of her werewolf clan, destined to save lives and live in the shadows. He’s the alpha’s son, destined to mate to cement his status at the top of the pack. What happens when he chooses her instead?

Bearly Smitten (The Alpha’s Bride Book 1) by Misha Carver
When bear shifter Jed Barton’s keynote speaker engagement and his role as pack alpha require him to have a wife, he does what any other tycoon would do – he hires one – the last thing he wanted to do was fall in love with her.

Reluctant Revenge – Under the Demon’s Skin by Xandra James
Demon-hybrid Nash is hungry for revenge. Promising to protect the daughter of his sworn enemy, he’s torn between his duty as an Alpha Enforcer and his desire to avenge his murdered fiancée. Can Nash forgive the past? Or will losing Sienna be the only way to heal his dark heart?

Feral – A Many Lives Story by Laxmi Hariharan
He was her destination. She just didn’t know it. When Maya leaves Luke to go in search of her blood family, nothing prepares her for the secrets she uncovers about herself. An intense, shifter romance, set in a Bombay of the future.

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Nina’s tired of the lies and disappearances. Her marriage is on the verge of dissolving, but fate has other ideas. Now if she could only get in touch with her soon-to-be ex. Logan hates that his wife filed for divorce, even though everyone tells him it’s for the best. He’s the beta of the pack—second in command—and she’s human. When he discovers he’s going to be a father, he’ll do anything to keep Nina and the baby safe. But will she let him back in when she finds out he’s been lying to her for years about turning into a giant wolf?

Night Falls by Nicole Morgan
When Paul, the leader of the Racinitine Pack crosses paths with Kinzey, a tencacious reporter, he knows he’s in trouble. Not only can he see the fire in her, but he can feel it as well. When Kinzey gets too close to his secrets, it may change the only way of life his pack has ever known.

Wounds to Bear (Heart of The Bear Book One) by Lily Marie
A wounded shifter, and a beautiful, curvy woman. Two hearts, with one goal – to save the children taken by an old enemy.
Roman Black’s past has finally caught up with him – and he isn’t the only one paying for his mistakes. Dr. Jenna Morgan is running from her own past – and hopes to find her place in the small town of Pine Heart. When a wounded bear shows up at her door, she discovers that the rumors about this small town are true, and that one of those shifters is bleeding all over her front porch. She treats him, and learns that he was shot protecting a group of shifter and human kids – who are now being held by an old enemy bent on revenge

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