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UNBOUND BY ELLE THORNE
“Secrets don’t always set you free.”
THE SCARLETT LEGACY BY K.N. LEE
“All Evie wanted was to escape her family’s secret…and then Avalon walked into town.”
BROKEN WINGS BY MINDY LARSON
“Love. Secrets and lies make for a thrilling ride in Broken Wings.”
CROW’S CAW AT NIGHTMOON CREEK BY CALINDA B
“All she can think about is his naked body in the woods last night…and how he murdered her best friend.”
BEAR WITH ME BY NICOLE BLANCHARD
“Danger mounts and secrets are revealed as Declan and Sully decide if risking their hearts is a price too high to bear.”
THE GOOD GIRL’S GUIDE TO BEING A DEMON BY APRIL AASHEIM
“What’s a nice girl to do when she starts growing horns, and a hunger?”
RUNNING FREE BY K WEBSTER
“Can Frankie prove her innocence with a sexy detective hot on her trail?”
DREAM CATCHER BY M.C. CERNY
“Happenstance brought Kerri Harper to Woodland Creek, but will she stay for the wolf intent on mending her broken heart?”
TRAJECTORY BY EMILY WALKER
“Taking flight in front of your dream guy is problematic but it gets worse when someone is trying to kill you.”
THE BEAST WITHIN BY RACHEL M RAITHBY
“Passion ignites, and pasts collide, when the beast comes out to play.”
DEARBORN BY JENNI MOEN
“I craved normalcy, to fall in love with someone untouched by the magic of Woodland Creek, but not as much as I craved him.”
ZENKO BY J. ROSE ALEXANDER
“Blaze Riordan must find Melody Hastings before Halloween–and only a little red fox can help him do it.”
MINA’S REVENGE BY J.M. WITT
“Her powers are changing and they’re more than the bloodline inheritance from her mother.”
THE VIKING’S CURSE BY XANDRA JAMES
“He was supposed to keep me alive after I was marked for death, but hiring the meanest Viking shifter in town might just kill me.”
SOLIDIFY BY ALEXIA PURDY
“Being a hero is overrated for this brazen loner, until one woman ignites his world.”
BITE ME BY MANDY ROSKO
“She always did have a sassy mouth… Just his type…”
STORM WATCH BY HOPE WELSH
“Saving her from the storm is only the beginning.”
WICKED JACKAL BY CHERIE MARKS
“The freedom to choose her fate is all she wants, but can she resist the draw of one wicked jackal?”
BLIND TRUST BY RACI AMES
“When Pia goes blind she must learn to trust what her heart can see, even if it means falling in love with two different shifters.”
RIDING HER UNICORN BY EVER COMING
After faced with crippling loss, a heartbroken raven must find her wings again…
Treasure hunters are trained to find things, but all Morgana has known is loss. When someone she loves dies because she can’t protect them, she shies away from the world, too afraid to let anyone else get close. That won’t last long because ravens aren’t ones to pass up on shiny things.
Cody has never really felt accepted. He’s a coyote shifter of Native American heritage, but he gets his looks from his Scandinavian mother, unlike his siblings and the rest of his people. That makes him all the more dedicated when what seemed like a freak tornado becomes something much scarier.
When Cody realizes that his family’s powerful talisman has slips into the wrong hands, he desperately needs help. But he never imagined he’d be fall head over heels for the beautiful, if not, mysterious treasure hunter. Morgana will need to let go of being hurt again if they have any hope of saving not only each other, but also the small town that they both love from disaster.
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I’m part of the Rockin’ Reads Hop hosted by The Herd Hops. I’ve read several books this year, and surprisingly, I’m well ahead of where I should be for my goal. I’m one book away from finishing it. Basically, I’d hoped to read 26 books this year, and I’ve read 25. But I digress…
The book I’ve read this year that really rocked was Viola Rivard’s Claimed by the Alphas serial. I started reading it, and I could barely stop until I’d gotten through the set. The plot, the characters, the way she describes the werewolves… Heck, even the cover! All of it was rockin’. It was my first time reading one of Viola’s books, but it definitely made me dig into her other books.
How about you guys? What’s your rockin’ read of the year?
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Hacked Investigations, Book 3
When MAX Home Security tries to hire their private investigation firm to prove the corruption the company is on trial for occurred without the knowledge of the upper management, Ian and Hannah are reluctant to help.
Unfortunately, MAX’s legal team thinks it looks good for their PR to have Hacked Investigations involved, forcing Ian and Hannah’s hand. But Ian’s headaches are getting worse, and Hannah and Ian will have to rely on each other even more if they stand a chance of getting out of this mess alive.
Ian Bradley hit send on an email to one of Hacked Investigations’ frequent customers. This time, the business owner had needed him to check on his future partner to make sure there wouldn’t be trouble if he signed the partnership agreement. Ian had the potential business partner’s email hacked in no time, and within five minutes, he’d completed his task.
The client was paranoid, and, even if Ian thought those types of assignments were frivolous, he had a paycheck on its way.
Slender, feminine arms wrapped around his chest as Hannah hugged him from behind. Her lips brushed his earlobe, and her velvety tongue slid along the edge of it. “Now that we’ve wrapped another case, how about we celebrate?” Her voice was a low purr.
He shivered and placed his hands over hers. “I’ll be right there. Let me shut down the computer. Bernard has been surfing some nasty porn sites. I’m not chancing that he’ll get another virus on my machine.”
Hannah nibbled his neck, and he groaned. She pulled away, trailing her fingertips over his chest and shoulder.
Swiveling in his chair, he watched her saunter toward the bedroom. Once she got to the doorway of the bedroom, she looked back at him, giving him a seductive smile.
Ian grinned and then spun around to face the computer. He changed the password again, tweaking the system’s safety features, and shut it down.
From the living room, he heard Bernard, the pint-sized gnome, talking in hushed tones entirely different from his usual loud, obnoxious demeanor.
The urge to see what mischief Bernard was getting into nearly drove him toward the living room, but Hannah’s sexy smile won out. He headed toward the bedroom, thinking of the things he’d like to do to her. His hand was hovering over the doorknob when the phone rang.
Sighing, he walked to the office phone, but it fell silent.
From the other room, Bernard spoke in an annoyed, yet strangely husky voice. “Uh huh. Well, buster, I don’t care who you are. There’s someone important on the other line giving me some, uh, juicy details about something,” Bernard said. He had a slight manic pitch that always grated on Ian’s nerves.
Reaching for the phone and fearing the worst, Ian hoped whoever had called their business line wasn’t already completely insulted by Bernard’s behavior. He mentally made a note to keep Bernard caged when at all possible.
“Oh, stop your whining. You can call back later.” Impatience picked up in the gnome’s voice as did his volume.
Ian barely managed to pick up the office phone as he heard the other phone slam onto the receiver in the living room. “Hello? Anyone there?”
“Ah, Ian, hello. It’s been a while.” Senator Kendall’s voice came through clearly.
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Beneath the Broken Moon: Part Four
Genre: New Adult Post-Apocalyptic Shifter Romance
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The more Carmela Santiago thinks about her vampire lover and her alpha werewolf, the more she realizes that she can’t let either of them go. However, the last thing she wants is for her secrets to drag them down with her.
Derek Ashmore has lived for many centuries, but even vampires can get stressed. Not only does he need to rescue his longtime friend from the Cazador, but he also needs to keep Carmela safe all the factions threatening them.
The clock is ticking for Brendan Kelly. His Alpha and father has given him a deadline for bringing Carmela to a werewolf safe house, but when Carmela doesn’t budge on the issue, he’ll have to find a way to convince her before it’s too late.
I couldn’t suppress my relief that Carmela hadn’t fled to Derek because she hated me. But I still seethed with anger that her father had almost raped her. If I’d known things would get so bad, I could’ve done something to prevent her pain… Maybe I should’ve pressed to visit her sooner, or talked my father into bumping up the mating ritual. No, I couldn’t second-guess myself. What William did wasn’t normal. You didn’t expect your future mate’s father to do something like that.
“M-mate? S-so soon?” Carmela met my gaze with slivers of panic in her eyes.
Damn. The last thing I wanted to do was scare her. My words had just slipped out in my desperation to draw her close, although I meant them from the bottom of my heart. What if they drove her away from me? I’d been unable to protect her before due to our customs, but now I could change that. My father was the Alpha of Alphas. He could ensure her safety and bring William to justice once we were mated.
The only other thing that bothered me was how she looked at Derek.
“The sooner the better, babe.” Glancing up at the balcony, I caught Derek watching us from the shadows. He wasn’t trying very hard to conceal himself. Emotions warred within me. She was my future mate, but the two of them seemed to have feelings for one another. I was grateful that Derek watched over her while I was injured and at home, but I couldn’t let him take her from me. I was falling in love with her.
She chewed on her lower lip. Memories of our kiss shoved all other thoughts aside. The only thing that kept me from leaning in to claim her mouth again was the worry in her eyes. I brushed a strand of hair from her cheek, tucking it behind her ear. She leaned into my palm.
“You don’t have to make that decision right now, love.” Derek walked toward us, stopping mere feet away, and much closer than I’d have preferred.
Every muscle in my body tensed. “She was going to say something. Let her speak.” The hair on the back of my neck rose, and a low growl trickled up from my chest. I must’ve been so caught up in being close to Carmela that I hadn’t remained aware of our surroundings. Vampires were stealthy, but I was the Alpha of Alphas’ son; my keen senses were sharpened from an early age. He shouldn’t have been able to sneak up on me.
She placed a small hand against my chest. “It’s okay, Brendan.” She leaned up and brushed her soft lips against mine.
I gently cupped her cheeks, not wanting just a chaste peck. After everything that had happened, I needed more than that. I needed her. Her hands covered mine, and she softly moaned as I swiped my tongue over her lower lip.
Derek cleared his throat. “As I said before, you should be going.” His power surged toward us in a hot wave.
Carmela tried to turn to look at him, but I kept her gaze on me. “I can protect you. Just say yes.” My wolf wanted to rip the vampire’s throat out, regardless of the help he and his friend had provided us. That would resolve some of my problems, but it went against the kind of man I was. Besides, he’d taken care of Carmela when I could not. Regret twisted my stomach in knots.
Derek took a couple steps closer. “You had your chance to talk with her. Leave us.”
I grabbed the crutch from beside me and stood. Our eyes met, and I felt the soft tug of his power as he tried to mess with my mind. Even though I was injured, I wouldn’t put up with this. He might have feelings for her, but she was a werewolf, and my destined mate.
“Guys, please.” Carmela looked between us and sighed. “I need to talk with you both.”
Carmela Santiago runs away from home, but too hurt to think, she goes to her vampire lover for safety. She’s had enough from alpha werewolves.
Seeing the young werewolf surprises Derek Ashmore, but when he finds out what has happened to her, his vampiric blood boils. But now that she’s with him, he’ll do everything in his power to help her heal, both physically and mentally.
Alpha werewolf Brendan Kelly is worried sick about his future mate when he can’t reach her after she’s taken home. Her father is hiding something, and he’s determined to find out what it is.
This is part three in a werewolf/vampire menage serial with a cliffhanger, explicit language and sexual situations. Please read the books in order.
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Beneath the Broken Moon: Part One
Genre: New Adult Post-Apocalyptic Shifter Romance
Publisher: Kissa Press LLC
Date of Publication: April 28, 2015
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Werewolf relationships are all about influence and offspring, especially as they are becoming extinct. But Carmela Santiago resents that type of life. She dreams of falling in love, not following the example her parents have set.
When sensual vampire Derek Ashmore rescues her from dangerous hunters, she tumbles head over heels for him. Not a wise decision since werewolves and vampires are mortal enemies.
Meeting her caring mate-to-be Brendan Kelly has her further questioning the future. Regardless, her life has forever changed now that she’s met not one, but two men who pull at her heartstrings…
Bullets peppered the big screen of the Teatro de la Noche. Screams rang out around me, and I dropped to the floor, pulling my cousin Chandra down with me. Tension ached in my shoulders, and my heart pounded in my chest like a trapped animal, desperate to escape.
Gunpowder stung my sensitive nose, but through the overpowering scent, I caught a whiff of a hunter heading our way. “Chandra, we have to move.”
If Chandra and I didn’t get out of here we’d end up dead—or worse, test subjects for the Cazador—human hunters ordered to scour the land of nocturnes by the plutocratic government.
“How? They’re all around us.” Chandra peeked over the seats before dropping back down beside me. “A few of them are chasing down those who ran from the first assault, but two more are heading straight for us.” She ran a manicured hand through her honey-brown hair, which was only a shade darker than my own. “Come on. I have a plan. Let’s try to sneak out the side door.” She crawled in the opposite direction, down the row of seats.
The sight of my cousin’s butt cheeks hanging out of her short skirt filled my vision; some things were better left unseen. I lowered my gaze, particularly since Chandra had forgone panties. She almost always held herself with an air of power and purpose. Perhaps that’s what it took to get attention from other werewolves. Chandra got it in heaps, but her lower social status stopped a lot of relationships.
While it was a horrible time to second-guess my modest fashion sense, I couldn’t help wonder if I should take a lesson from my cousin. My own blouse and dark blue jeans had much less pizzazz. But I doubted my father would allow me to dress like Chandra; we had a privileged image to uphold.
I bit my lip, struggling to turn my thoughts back to the problem at hand. This was all too much. How could we get out of here unscathed when the roar of gunfire continued to close in?
We reached the end of the aisle. Chandra moved to glance over the seat, when a shout came from the opposite end, startling us both.
“Run, Chandra!” I barely kept my voice to a whisper.
She sprinted toward the bright red exit sign at the front of the theater, and I chased after her, trying to keep my pace natural though her long legs made it challenging. Maybe if they suspected we weren’t nocturnes, they’d leave us alone.
The stomping of heavy boots on the theater’s plush carpets said otherwise. Then again, they weren’t opposed to taking their fellow humans down too. The very rich in power thrived on oppressing those less fortunate. What better way to keep the populace down than to have their thugs strike whenever possible.
“We should split up.” Chandra shoved a heavy trashcan in front of the door, but that wouldn’t be much of an obstacle to the pseudo-military bastards.
“What?” I couldn’t believe my ears. “No way. If we do that, we’ll—” The trashcan scraped the cement as the hunters tried to open the door. Maybe she was right. If we were together, there was a better chance of them catching us both. Alone, we might survive the night.
I nodded to her, and we took off in opposite directions down the alleyway behind the Teatro. The door slammed open, smacking the wall hard, as I turned the corner and headed toward the main street. I had to find somewhere to hide out before the hunters spotted me again.
In front of me, another group of Cazador chased a few werewolves down the main road. I slowed to keep my distance from them, but if I didn’t get somewhere fast, they were going to catch me. Ugh. As much as I loved getting out of the house and going to the movies, I wished I’d listened to my instincts tonight and stayed home.
Two sets of feet pounded the sidewalk behind me. Perhaps they’d spotted me before I reached the corner.
I picked up speed a little, pumping my arms as I struggled to keep to a human speed while staying out of range. The temptation to race through the streets nearly drove me to action, but I glanced back, seeing my pursuers for the first time.
One of the men had greying hair and a rounded belly, which explained the slower, heavier footfalls, while the other guy appeared younger and super-athletic. No wonder I was having trouble getting away. If he hadn’t been so scary, he might’ve been attractive. Pure masculine aggression raged through him, tensing his shoulders as his gaze focused solely on me, his prize. Each man carried a large-caliber handgun. I was just glad they were too busy running to try to shoot me…for now, at least.
My sandal hit an uneven patch of concrete in the sidewalk. My body lurched forward, but I caught myself before I could go down. I should’ve been paying more attention to the street. Up ahead on the opposite side of the road, I spotted a dark alleyway running alongside a row house. If I cut through, I could safely turn up the speed without exposing myself, and lose them.
The older hunter slowed; his breathing had become increasingly labored. He cocked his revolver’s hammer, and I darted across the empty road, making a beeline for the alley. The last thing I wanted tonight was to see Dr. Matthews. Just a little bit farther. A bullet smacked the ground at my feet, hitting me with fragments of pavement. I bit back a yelp, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of knowing my fear.
“I got this one, old kook,” the younger hunter grumbled, and his footsteps slowed too.
Another gunshot pierced the hazy night air. White-hot pain rocked my shoulder, nearly toppling me to the ground. I screamed, unable to hold it in, and picked up speed, no longer caring if I appeared human or not. The faint creak of a door barely registered before a pair of arms wrapped around my waist, jerking me inside the dark row house.
My rescuer softly shut the door, careful not to make a sound, and shoved a hand over my mouth. “Sshhh,” he whispered. “I won’t hurt you. You’re safe.” His voice was deep, with an English accent. He pulled me away from the door and hunched down in the darkened room, holding me close, waiting and listening.