Jada is an avid bow hunter out on vacation during elk season with three of her friends when they are viciously attacked by strangers. One of her friends is killed outright and two others are taken captive. She wants to be with them, fight beside them, but another stranger arrives and pulls her aside, blocking her path back to camp as she listens to her three friends scream.
Bryce is a tracker of rogues for the Laizahlian Council. He has worked for the Hunter Vaughn for almost three hundred years, having long given up hope of ever finding his destined mate. To his horror, when he finally finds her, it’s to learn Jada is a human female from Earth. He barely arrives in time to save her from the two rogues he and his partner have been hunting these past three days. There is nothing he can do to save her three friends and he knows Jada will hate him for it. With his partner seriously wounded, Bryce must convince Jada her only hope for survival is to stay with him. Not an easy task when he admits to being a werewolf from another world.
But Bryce knows that rogue werewolves are not the only danger his new mate must face. The greatest threat will come from Vaughn himself, a powerful vampire. It is forbidden by the Council for their kind to take a human mate. If Bryce can’t convince Vaughn that Jada is a born shapeshifter, his partner will likely try to kill her. He can’t allow this, even if it means he must go rogue himself in order to protect her.
Bryce is a tracker of shapeshifter rogues on a hunt with his partner in the backwoods of Oregon when he comes across a beautiful dark-haired woman. She calls to his heart, but can he convince her he isn’t one of the monsters he chases, especially after they attack her friends and he refuses to let her help.
An avid bow hunter, Jada plans to enjoy a couple weeks with her three friends during elk season. No other people around, no television or phones, just them and nature. Unfortunately, they make camp right in the middle of a battle between shapeshifting rogues and the two men chasing them. Jada isn’t sure which group is more dangerous, especially when one singles her out to claim for his own.
A retired FEI competitor in dressage, Denna earned her United States Dressage Federation Bronze and Silver Medals.
After Denna retired from training and showing horses, she decided to try her hand at writing novels in paranormal and science fiction romance. She used the unique personalities of her many wonderful students to help bring life to her characters.
Denna and her husband Lee make their home in the beautiful State of Oregon with their two loyal German shepherds, one energetic border collie, and two very spoiled cats. Animals are given a special place in her novels, their offer of unconditional love a lifeline in this difficult world. Denna and Lee enjoy spending time camping and fishing with their children and grandchildren.
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CEO Aiden Kelley’s life of billionaire extravagance is flipped upside down when his ex shows up with a ten-year-old she claims is his. Totally out of his element and losing the control so integral to his success, he needs help. To top it all off, the only constant woman in his life, his executive assistant, has given notice just when he needs her help to survive his newfound fatherhood.
Chelsea Houston is an executive assistant, not a nanny. The only person more clueless about kids is her boss. Helping him on a daddy-daughter road trip is her last task before he’ll accept her two weeks’ notice and she can be free of the infuriating man she’s had a crush on for longer than she’d admit. Aiden’s carefully ordered life has never been so disorganized, and he’s suddenly tempted by the things he thought he could never have. Things like love and family. Who knew chaos could be so damn fun?
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This close, he could smell her. He could see the way her pupils dilated when he touched her. He could hear the quick intake of breath as she otherwise went very, very still.
“I can’t begin to thank you enough for your quick thinking and willingness to help make all of these bumps in the road smooth for Waverley,” he said.
But what he was thinking was that kissing her might not be such a bad idea after all. He was thinking of how her lips might taste and how she’d fit into his arms.
“Glermpfh,” she answered, turning away.
Faced with her stiff and poised back, he considered that response. She’d moved to stare at the pump as the numbers ticked upward, but her hand shook.
Just a little. Not something he even would’ve noticed if he hadn’t been so intently studying her. “We should get a room,” he said.
She abruptly yanked the nozzle out of the car, but didn’t stop squeezing the handle, sloshing gas all over the side of the car and onto his legs and shoes. Her scent vanished, washed away in the noxious fumes of fuel.
“Did you ever play in the street? Like, where traffic was? You know, like kickball or whatever and, when cars came, you yelled ‘Pause!’ and got everyone off the street. When it wasn’t clear, you called ‘game on’?” Another crash of thunder shook the windows, and she wondered how the kid could sleep through it. She closed her eyes, hoping for strength but only finding more fear. She really just needed to get her mind off it…
“Sure,” he said. “We called ‘pause’ when there were cars until we could play again. Still not following you, though. Do you have a point?”
“You know how I work for you and all that?”
He sighed, and she was close enough to him that his breath ruffled her hair. “Of course.”
“Pause,” she said. Before she could talk herself out of it, she went up on tiptoes and touched her lips to his.
He didn’t move, and she didn’t have the bravery to go further with it. They stood there, frozen, his breath whispering across her cheeks and her lips just barely touching his. Between the heat of his body and that coursing through her veins from her impetuous drinking, some warmth managed to seep back into her, and she felt almost safe for a second.
Then another crash from outside and she shuddered, pinching her eyes closed. He must’ve felt it or taken pity on her, or who knew what his motives were, but his arms closed around her and his lips slanted across hers. If she’d thought he would bury her fears and distract her, she was right. Nothing mattered outside that moment.
Lazy hunger curled through the kiss, his experience clear in the slow burn of his mouth dragging across hers. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and she twined her arms around his neck to better brace for the sexy torture of his embrace.
She felt the impact of the wall behind her and wasn’t sure if the crash she heard was her system going into overdrive or the sound of the storm. He tasted like sin, and she was starved for more. His hands gripped her hips and she pressed into his body, thrilling at the sexual tension skating across her flesh like fire.
“Chels,” he whispered, his mouth tracing a path down her neck.
“Game on,” she gasped.
He stilled, backing away to meet her eyes. Another flash illuminated his face. He looked hungry, like he could eat her up in one big bite.
The sight of that look, on his face, made her shiver with want. But he wasn’t for her and this was a ridiculous idea. She couldn’t play on his level, knew it on a bone deep level.
Not that she’d been able to resist a taste.
God. At least in two weeks she would tell him goodbye. Then she wouldn’t have to look at his face and be reminded of her moment of weakness. Or how wonderful his mouth had felt against hers.
She ducked under his arm and fled as fast as her legs could carry her, only stopping once her bedroom door separated them. Leaning on it, she bit her lip. Everything in her, down to the last cell, wanted to go back out there, climb him like a tree, and let him take her in whatever depraved fashion he might want to try.
Tomorrow, she’d probably be full of regrets. She’d crossed a line, stupidly. He was her boss.
Somehow, she half wished she could quit now, so she could—What? Go back to her world while he lived in his, high atop the world in a glass tower of money and power? No, she’d be better off as far away from him as possible, since pursuing anything was an act of masochistic idiocy.
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USA Today Best-seller Virginia Nelson is the hybrid author of more than 40 novels and novellas. She is also the editor of almost 100 books/novellas for various publishers and authors. Virginia has been a bestseller on Amazon, Bookstrand, Barnes & Noble, iBooks and Kobo. In 2015, Penthouse Prince hit the USA Today Best-Selling list at #50. and in 2017 she hit the list again with “Caged” in the Hot on Ice Anthology. Virginia is also a single mother of three great kids, a graduate of Kent State University, and a current student at Seton Hill University.
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Sometimes exes come in handy.
Devon Mattson’s week couldn’t get much worse. Not only is he fake engaged to the sexy woman who broke his heart (then stomped on it for good measure) a decade ago, but his goal of saving his hometown of Blueberry Springs has become dependent on the two of them playing nicely.
Olivia Carrington isn’t happy to have her ex back in her life. She’s spent ten long years regretting how they ended things back in college and she’s worked hard to move on. She should be focusing on saving her family’s company, not on the handsome, helpful, fun-loving Devon who has just offered her a lifeline she can’t resist…
Tied together by mutual need, will they ruin each other’s chance of success or will a fake engagement help them overcome their painful past and lead them back to love once again?
This is the first book in the Veils and Vows series and it can be read out of series order and as a standalone. The couple, Olivia and Devon, also have a prequel novella, The Promise, which can be read before or after this book for readers who want more about Olivia and Devon’s past.
Olivia gracefully swept away from the table, her cocktail gown clinging to the curves Devon remembered like a blind man recalls the steps leading up to his own home. He had a fleeting thought that she might still have the ability to break his heart and that coming to see her had indeed been a very, very bad idea.
Olivia’s hands were petting Devon’s chest, untucking his shirt, smoothing their way over his abs, cupping his face. Everywhere. Desperate. Cool and familiar. She panted and gasped, spurring him on, and there were too many sweet memories of her letting go as they worked their way to nirvana, too much still simmering between them despite everything that had separated them, hurt them. He could practically taste the lethal doses of desire and attraction, but there was also a hint of something else. Something bitter, and much more devastating on a soul level.
He couldn’t afford to lose this game. Not a second time. He simply wasn’t strong enough.
Jean Oram is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling romance author who loves making opposites attract in tear-jerking, laugh-out-loud romances set in small towns. She grew up in a town of 100 (cats and dogs not included) and owns one pair of high heels which she has worn approximately three times in the past twenty years. Her life contains an ongoing school theme having grown up in an old school house, then becoming a ski instructor in the Canadian Rockies, then going on to marry a teacher and become a high school librarian. She now runs a fundraising committee for her daughter’s school. Jean lives in Canada with her husband and two kids. She can often be found outdoors hiking up mountains, playing Red Light, Green Light with kids on the soccer field, racing her dog on her bicycle–sometimes the dog lets her win–or inside writing her next novel. Subscribe to Jean’s newsletter and get a taste of her small town comedies that will have you laughing while falling in love. Get your FREE ebook by signing up here: www.JeanOram.com/FREEBOOK.
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Hacker Jenessa Jones is down on her luck. After trusting the wrong man and nearly handing a terrorist group everything they needed to destroy the country, she’s eager to prove herself as the professional she truly is. All she needs is a new case.
As desperate as she is for a job, last thing she wants is to be stuck with President Sharp’s domineering son, Kole. When a killer strikes in Washington D.C., the President specifically requests her assistance, leaving her little choice. Her mission? Help Kole catch the killer while pretending to be his new social-climbing girlfriend.
Burned by love in the past, Kole Sharp doesn’t want a woman hanging around. However, this private detective is willing to do what it takes to protect his family and country. As more members of the secret anti-terror board receive threats against their lives, Jenessa and Kole race to find the culprit. They didn’t expect their biggest problem to be fighting feelings for each other.
Each Agent book is a complete story and can be read as a standalone. However, due to possible spoilers, the most enjoyment will be had by reading the books in order. If you love mystery, romance, and a bit of danger, buy the Agents in Love series and start reading today!
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Jamaila lives outside Baltimore, Maryland in a house that is perpetually under renovation with her husband and twin toddlers. You can find her blogging about romance, writing, parenting, cooking, and more on her website at www.jamailabrinkley.com, and posting pictures of her lunch on Twitter as @jamaila.
Worse, a killer has Ellison in his sights, her newly rebellious daughter is missing, and there’s yet another body in her hostas. Mother won’t be pleased.
Now Ellison must track down not one but two runaway teenagers, keep her promise to Bobby, and elude the killer—all before her next charity gala committee meeting.
She is a Kansas City native who grew up on a steady diet of Agatha Christie. She spends her spare time whipping up gourmet meals for her family, working out at the gym and finding new ways to keep her house spotlessly clean–and she’s got an active imagination. Truth is–she’s an expert at calling for take-out, she grumbles about walking the dog and the dust bunnies under the bed have grown into dust lions.