Cover Reveal!  Buried Secrets by J. C. Valentine is releasing November 29, 2016

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Buried Secrets

by J.C. Valentine
Publication Date: November 29, 2016
Genres: Adult, New Adult, Mystery, Thriller, YA, Suspense

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Synopsis: How do you live with yourself when you don’t even know who you are?

On a chill October night, a girl goes missing setting the small town of Oakridge on edge. James has spent the last five years running from a past that still haunts him to this day. Now he finds himself thrust back into a life he thought he left behind. Finding out his new home may be haunted and reconnecting with an old friend while being thrust into a murder mystery, James finds himself trying to figure out which end is up while questioning his own sanity.

**AUTHOR’S NOTE** Buried Secrets is a New Adult, mystery thriller with very little romance but heavy on the suspense.

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EXCERPT – PROLOGUE

Fall crept in like a burglar while the town slept. It brought with it a chill that felt refreshing after one of the hottest summers on Oakridge record. A slight, sticky fog hung in the air and evidence of Halloween was on nearly every doorstep in the form of carved jack-o-lanterns. Skeletons hung on doors, and festive orange lights draped roofs. Leaves coated the ground, wet and matted to the sidewalks and streets.

James breathed in the cool air that stung his nose just a bit. He loved when school let out at the end of the day. He never could wait to get out of the confines of the small, overcrowded classrooms. Even now he couldn’t fully escape it. Classmates of his walked and ran the same mile stretch he was, laughing and talking about anything and everything. Right now, he knew the junior high girl and her friend from his science class walking a few feet behind him were debating the hotness of Tommy Henderson, the varsity basketball player for Oakridge High. Everyone knew him, and everyone loved him. He was going to take the team to the championships. Probably would graduate and take some college to their championship, too. Something the whole town could be proud of.

They met a few years ago when James was playing in the woods. AJ found him digging for worms—he’d been on a mission, wanting to teach himself how to fish, to live off the land like the people from ancient times—and he’d offered to help. AJ had run off, leaving James to sit and wonder where he had come from—he hadn’t heard him approach in the first place. He returned cupping a handful of water in his palms. He’d dumped the liquid in the hole James had dug, and moments later, worms began squirming to the surface.

They became fast friends. James kept their friendship a secret. He wasn’t sure why exactly, except that AJ was his only friend, and he wanted to keep him all for himself. If he told someone, they might want to meet him, then the magic might go away. So they spent all that summer collecting worms and pretending to be hunters in the deep woods behind Oakridge Park. When summer break was over and school was back in session, James was disappointed to find that AJ wasn’t in any of his classes. In fact, he wasn’t in any classes in the school. No one heard of him.

He finally broke and told his mom and dad about him one evening over dinner, because he was worried about AJ and needed to share him with someone, so he could feel close to him again. Like if he kept him a secret, and didn’t see him, then he wouldn’t be real anymore. It was an odd way to look at it, he knew, but he hadn’t ever had a friend quite like AJ. He was fun and daring and super inventive, and he liked James, flaws and all.

So when he told his parents about AJ, they were happy for him. His mom said he probably just missed him in the halls. The schools weren’t huge, but they were big enough to lose someone in. His dad said that AJ probably just went to a different school. Maybe in the next town over, since no one knew him here. That settled it for a bit, and the next time James saw AJ, which was at the park just after sunset one evening when James was on his way home from skipping rocks in the small stream in the woods, he asked him about it. AJ had told him that both theories were wrong. He lived a few miles west through the woods and his mom homeschooled him. He said his dad did some sort of factory work in the next town, which was just enough to pay the bills and put food on the table, according to him. It was only then that James realized AJ didn’t wear the best of clothes, and he wasn’t as kempt as James was. But that didn’t make any difference to him. In fact, he felt closer to AJ than ever before. Finally, he had found someone who would never judge him. Someone who could truly understand him.

So when Mercy Worthington fell into step with him, James’s heart beat a rapid tempo and his stomach turned to knots.

“Hi,” she said in a very delicate, but cheerful voice.

James stared at the ground and muttered a hello, but he couldn’t get up the nerve to really look at her.

“I’m Mercy. You’re James, right? James Clearwater. I think my dad works with yours at old man Jenson’s. He does the proofs, doesn’t he?”

James nodded. His dad worked at Jenson Design Studio where he developed photographs in one of the two darkrooms. His dad had big dreams of one day owning his own studio and becoming a famous photographer. Mercy’s dad was a set designer. James knew everything there was to know about Mercy and her family, and not just because the whole town knew who her family was, but because he paid attention and took notes. James was in love with Mercy Worthington, and had been since the third grade when she’d taken a job behind the lunch counter for a day and handed him a carton of 2% with that big, white smile of hers trained squarely on him. She was a senior at the high school, which made her five years older than James, who was thirteen now and in the seventh grade.

Today, like every day, she was radiant. Her dull blond hair waved gently behind her as the breeze caught it and when he found the nerve to look up at her, he found her green eyes smiling on him.

He was going to marry her one day.

“I thought so,” she said, grinning. She took in their surroundings. “Do you take this route every day?” He nodded. “I’ve never seen you, and I walk this way every day. How come I’ve never seen you?”

He shrugged. “I dunno.” He felt awkward and short on words. He stuffed his hands in his pockets.

“You don’t talk much, do you?”

He glanced at her and caught her teasing smile. He smiled back, feeling a little of the tension leave his shoulders. Why was she being so nice to him? A part of him felt like this must be a trick, but when he looked around, he only saw other kids from school walking silently or in small groups or pairs, chatting quietly. Could she really be interested in him? The only kids besides AJ that talked to him were the ones who poked fun of his clothes or his haircut, his slight lisp or the way he tripped over his own feet. She probably just felt sorry for him. He had heard of that before, girls who felt sorry for the underdog and took pity on them. Normally, he would get mad at being a charity case, but right now he couldn’t care less. Someone other than his family knew he existed. Mercy Worthington knew he existed. Suddenly, he didn’t feel like a shadow slinking around in the world unnoticed anymore.

“So how long have you lived in Oakridge, James?” Mercy asked, as they crossed the street.

“My whole life,” he replied.

She nodded. “Do you have any friends? I never see you with anyone.”

He shrugged. “Some.” He didn’t want to look like too much of a loser.

“What about a girlfriend, do you have one of those?”

He felt himself blush. “No.”

“I know what your dad does for a living. So what does your mom do?”

“She likes to garden, but no one pays her for it,” he said. His dad was old-fashioned and believed that the wife should be home with the kids while the husband went out and provided for the family.

“That’s cool,” she said. “My mom is a painter. Sometimes she sells her art to the museum or to some person with lots of money. She’s pretty successful. I was thinking of painting when I get out of college. What about you? Do you know what you want to do after college?”

Honestly, James wasn’t sure he even wanted to go to college. His dad never pushed the notion, insisting that he wouldn’t amount to much more than a gas-station attendant anyway. He wanted to be an astronaut when he was little, like most boys that age did, then he switched to a fireman after a class field trip to the fire station in fifth grade. Now, he just wasn’t sure what he wanted.

“I’m not sure,” he said honestly. “Maybe I’ll just travel across the world for a while and live off the land until I figure it out.” That had been a dream of his and AJ’s, to hitch rides all over the country with nothing but a backpack and a few dollars in their wallet.

Her face lit up with excitement. “That is so cool that you said that. I always dreamed of seeing the world, but my dad said that education comes first. I will have all the time in the world to do what I want after I get my ducks in a row.”

James wasn’t sure he believed that, but he kept his mouth shut.

Heavy footsteps approached from behind and moments later a big, strong arm wrapped around Mercy’s shoulder. Tommy Henderson had arrived.

“Hey, babe.” Tightening his grip on her neck, he pulled her in for a sloppy kiss.

“Hey,” she said when she came up for air. “Tommy, this is James. His dad works with my dad. He’s going to travel across the world one day.” She said this with a grin that made James’ stomach flutter a little.

Tommy sized James up, and James knew he was trying to figure out where he knew him from. James knew him from the many times he “accidentally” knocked his books from his hands, and “inadvertently” tore up his homework. James was afraid if he recognized him, he might have to endure another embarrassing moment involving colorful adjectives and descriptive threats, and he just didn’t want to be made a fool of in front of a girl like Mercy Worthington.

He hung his head, allowing a few scraggly scraps of hair to shield his eyes.

“Travel the world, huh? Like a hobo or something?” He laughed, his deep, belly rolling chortle that made all the girls weak in the knees. James thought it made him look and sound stupid. “What are you hanging out with this joker for? He’s like two feet tall. I could smash him with my pinkie.”

James felt his finger press down on the crown of his head in demonstration.

“Hey,” Tommy said, putting himself between James and Mercy. “You trying to steal my girlfriend?”

“Stop picking on him, Tommy,” Mercy snapped.

Tommy sneered at James, then his features smoothed, and he turned on a smile for Mercy. “Whatever you say, babe. Just making sure the boy understands there’s no competition. You’re my girl, aren’t you, babe?”

Mercy rolled her eyes. “Of course, Tommy.”

They had come to a fork in the road where James’ house was to the left and Mercy’s to the right. “I’ll see you around, James,” Mercy told him, smiling apologetically.

“Yeah, see ya,” Tommy said, then ruffled James’ hair like he was some little kid.

James watched after them as they turned and walked off. After a few feet, Tommy turned to face James. “And, James.” James raised a questioning brow. “Stay away from my girl.”

Mercy punched Tommy in the side playfully, and he laughed, tugging her closer as they resumed walking. James felt his body begin to shake. He was angry. At that moment, he wanted to beat Tommy Henderson until his arms were too weak to continue. For the first time in his miserable existence, James thought he felt angry enough to kill.

As the sun set, the day turned bitter cold, and the rain had moved in. It was sheeting down now, and Mercy’s shoes were soaking wet as her feet beat through every puddle. She was running, the rain pouring down her face in rivers, filling her eyes and blinding her to her path. Someone was chasing her.

She’d decided to walk home after an evening at her boyfriend, Tommy’s, house, and almost as soon as she rounded the first street corner, she felt someone following her. The shadowy figure kept pace for a couple of blocks, then steadily picked up pace, until Mercy broke out running…and so did they.

She was crossing the park playground now, and she could just make out the hill ahead. Her house was just over that hill, and if she could make it, she could get help. As her feet slipped, trying to find purchase on the soft, mud covered ground, Mercy could feel her muscles begin to cramp and burn with exhaustion. Against her will, she was slowing. When her feet hit the loose bark covering the playground, Mercy did slip. She caught herself with her hands and scrambled to her feet, pushing herself harder until she finally reached the bottom of the hill. There she used her hands, her fingers digging into the grass, and pulled herself up until she could look over and beyond to her house. The lights inside were a warm beacon, and she felt a sudden urgency come over her.

As she came to her feet, Mercy heard a muffled thud, and glanced over her shoulder. It was a mistake that she wouldn’t live to regret.

The shadow stood before her, and to her surprise, she recognized the dark figure.

“What do you want from me!”

A visual sweep revealed something big and heavy looking in their hand, and with quick precision, the shadow raised its arm high in the air and brought it down hard. A slow trickle of blood broke through her hairline and ran down her forehead, then her face and dripped off her chin. A second blow caused it to grow thicker and run faster and Mercy fell to her knees, then finally her face, where her eyes focused and glazed over and her breaths faded away to nothing. And still the shadow hit her, until all the fury, all the anger subsided.

Her last vision was that of the warm yellow glow coming from the living room window where her mother and father, sister and brother sat watching the evening news and waiting for her to come walking in the door any moment.

Stooping down, the figure wrapped its cold, wet fingers around Mercy’s ankles and pulled, slipping frequently under the girl’s slight weight as it dragged her lifeless body into the copse of oak trees beyond the playground. Come morning, when the sun broke through the clouds, children would run and play, never knowing the horrors of what happened just a short distance away.

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ABOUT J.C. VALENTINE

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J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Series. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry.

J.C. earned her own happily ever after when she married her high school sweetheart. Living in the Northwest, they have three amazing children and far too many pets and spend much of their free time together enjoying movies or the outdoors. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.

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New Release + giveaway! Definitely Yes by Ella Miles

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Definitely Yes
Ella Miles
(Definitely, #1)
Publication date: October 25th 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

One question from an ex-lover.

One text message from a complete stranger.

The same answer to both…Yes.

Scarlett Bell has found a way to move beyond a dark past that threatened to take her best friend, Kinsley, from her. Now ten years later Scarlett has everything. A multi-billion dollar fashion and beauty empire. A fabulous New York apartment filled with everything a girl could need. And an awesome best friend. What more could she want? Love, marriage, and a baby. Everything her best friend has.

One ex-boyfriend could give her everything she thinks she wants. Even if he is a little too nice…

One dark stranger could give her everything she never knew she wanted. But he could destroy her life…

Two men. Two choices. One answer to both: Definitely Yes.

Warning: 3 book series featuring Scarlett from Maybe series. Each book is full length and will end on a cliffhanger. Each book will end one month after previous book. Only for those that love dirty romances, edge of your seat suspense, twists, and a little bit of darkness.

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Ella Miles writes sexy romance with strong females that could kick your butt if you piss them off, which they often do to the men that fall for them. She’s currently living her own happily ever after near the Rocky Mountains with her high school sweetheart husband. Her heart is also taken by her goofy two year old black lab that is scared of everything, including her own shadow. Ella is the author of the Aligned series. Get a free book by visiting her website. Or by stalking her on Twitter or Facebook.

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Available now! Lessons in Temptation by Chloe Maxx

Title: Lessons in Temptation
Series: Lessons #2
Author: Chloe Maxx
Release Date: Oct 17, 2016

My name is Rebecca Wilson and I’m an awful person.

My life was good.

Or, at least, it was to the outside world.

But…

He was so alluring.

It was only supposed to be one night of fun, then I’d go back home to my boyfriend and new job, never to see him again.

Of course, life had other plans—plans to throw him, along with his little sister, back into my path and tempt me to change my soul forever.

After renting a couple chairs and an umbrella, I set my bag on the sand and removed my shorts and tank top, exposing my turquoise bikini. It was a little more revealing than I normally wore, but it was really cute and I wanted to feel sexy. 
Max made me feel sexy, I thought. The way his eyes had raked up and down my body, turning lusty, had definitely made me feel sexy… and it was an odd feeling for me. 
Shaking those thoughts away, I dug through my bag for my sunscreen. The sun was blazing and the last thing I needed was a red face and body. 
I found the bottle and bent over, spraying my legs first. 
“I can help you with that,” I heard a voice say.
My head snapped up, finding Max walking toward me. “What?” I asked, struck stupid by his exposed chest and swim trunks. 
“I said I could help you with that.” He came to a stop in front of me. “I wouldn’t want that beautiful back of yours to burn.” 
I shook my head, clearing my thoughts of how hot he looked and the fact that he had just called my back beautiful. “Max, we’re supposed to be friends.”
“That’s what I’m doing. Being your friend by not letting your back scorch from the sun. Friends don’t like other friends to be in pain—at least not my version of friends.” 
“Fine,” I relented—his reasoning was pretty solid—and handed him the bottle. “Thank you.” 
He smiled and grabbed it from my hand. “Come sit down under the umbrella so I can make sure I don’t miss a spot. The sun is blinding.” 
After taking a deep breath, I sat down sideways on the chair. Max smirked, and to my surprise, sat down on the chair, draping his legs over the sides. “Now, scoot between my legs.” 
“Max…” 
“Rebecca,” he said as he grabbed me by the waist and placed me between his legs. “There. Now I can do a good job.” 
He began spraying my shoulders, which shouldn’t have been sexual in any way, but I couldn’t help the shiver that ran up my spine. He worked his way down my back, then pressed his chest against me. “Should I untie this tiny little string?” he whispered into my ear. “I wouldn’t want you to burn.” 
“I… um…” I stammered, “I doubt that would happen under the fabric.” 
I began to get up, but his hand came around my lower stomach, stopping me. “Wait. I need to rub it in.” 
“You don’t have to do that.”
“Yeah, I do.” 
Chloe Maxx was born and raised in rural Oklahoma. She now resides in a small town, not far from where she grew up, with her husband and two boys. She loves being outdoors, the salty smell of the ocean, relaxing ocean waves, caffeine, and reading any book that has a little romance.
   

 

Cover Reveal! Solid Ground by Megan Green coming soon!

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Title: Solid Ground
Series: Wounded Love #3
Author: Megan Green
Release Date: Nov 17, 2016
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From piggy back rides to promise rings.

Joey Roberts and Nichole Hadley were inseparable from the moment they met on the playground. Years later, with graduation looming and their future about to begin, they were positive nothing could tear them apart.

Until one bad decision.

More than a decade following their breakup, Joey returns to town after suffering a devastating injury in Iraq. With a new job on the police force and a new house to fix up, he knows he’ll have no trouble keeping his mind and body occupied.

But when a call brings him face to face with a broken and battered Nichole Hadley-Reynolds, it ignites a flame he’d long thought extinguished.

Joey was certain he’d forgotten Nichole.

Nichole doubted she still held a place in his heart.

Will this be the start of a second chance at lost love? Or will they remain floating adrift, forever in search of…

Solid Ground?

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“Unit Twenty-Two, we have a reported ten-sixteen over on Maple. Do you copy?”
I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, clearing any lingering doughnut crumbs. I know, I know. A cop eating a doughnut—I’m a walking, talking cliché. Sue me.
I press the button on the side of my radio and respond to Becky, “Ten-four. Unit Twenty-Two en route. ETA, less than five minutes.”
Becky’s voice crackles through the radio once again. “Thanks, Roberts. Twenty-four fifty-six Maple. And be careful. The neighbor who phoned it in said it sounded bad.”
“Copy that,” I say with a smile.
In the small town of Superior, Colorado, it’s likely that the ten-sixteen —a domestic dispute—is simply a couple arguing over whose turn it is to take out the trash. After all my years away, I forgot how small this place was. You’d think, in the twelve years since I left, something would’ve changed. But nope. It’s still the same sleepy little town I left behind where something as simple as a cat being stuck in a tree makes the local evening news.
Fucking Mayberry, I think to myself. And here I am, Sheriff Andy Taylor, reporting for duty.
I eye the greasy brown paper bag in the seat next to me, contemplating whether I want to wolf down doughnut number two before I get there or if I should save it for later. I give it a soft pat, deciding to wait. I still have another six hours on duty after all. Better to have something to look forward to.
This isn’t exactly the way I pictured my life turning out, writing speeding tickets and helping little old ladies cross the street. I always felt like I was destined for more than what this town could give me.
I was the kid waiting at the door of the Army recruitment office the morning after graduation, ready to see the world and fight for my country. While all my friends had been preparing for college—dreaming of girls, parties, freedom from their overprotective parents—I had pounded the pavement, running ten miles every day and spending several hours in the school gym, lifting and squatting it out, until there was no question I was in peak physical condition. I didn’t want to give the Army the chance to turn me down.
And, for almost six years, I got exactly what I wanted. Sure, there were some shitty days—lots of them, if I’m honest. But I never doubted what I was doing. After eighteen years of trying to figure out where I belonged, I finally felt like I fit. No matter what anybody said, I knew I was doing exactly what I was meant to.
Until, one day, it was all taken from me. Someone had made the decision for me. See, losing a leg in the line of duty isn’t exactly something the Army just looks the other way for. No matter how strong I remained, no matter how agile I was on my prosthesis, I was done. They wouldn’t allow me to reenlist. It was the worst fucking day of my entire life.
So, now, after several years training service dogs with my best friend Emma, I’m back where I started. And, as I turn onto Maple Drive, I can’t help the memories that flood my mind.
She lived on this street. I’ve somehow managed to avoid turning down this road in the six months I’ve been back. I’ve driven past it numerous times, but this will be the first time I’ve actually had to drive past the house that holds so many memories.
I watch the house numbers ascend as I drive along the asphalt, a lump forming in my throat the closer I get to twenty-four fifty-six. It can’t be her house, can it?
As many times as I was there back then, I never actually paid attention to the address. But, as my cruiser pulls to a stop in front of the familiar blue door and matching shutters, I know I should’ve expected this. Fate seems to like to show up and bite me in the ass at the worst times. So, not only do I have to see the house I’ve longed to avoid, I’ll actually have to go up and knock on the front door.
The only thing that makes it slightly more bearable is knowing she won’t be there. Her parents had to have sold the house years ago, judging by the state of the yard. Mrs. Hadley would die of embarrassment if she saw the weeds currently occupying her prized flower beds. Plus, Mr. and Mrs. Hadley were like the fucking Cleavers back in the day. There’s no way in hell I’d have been called to their house for a domestic dispute if they were still living here. I’m pretty sure they never argued about a single thing in their entire marriage.
I pop the car into park and radio Becky to let her know I’m on the scene. After she assures me that backup can be here in a few minutes if I need it—eliciting a roll of the eyes from me—I climb out of the cruiser and approach the porch. As always, it takes a step or two for my stride to become comfortable after sitting for so long, but by the time I’m climbing the front stairs, I know nobody will be able to detect a hitch in my gait.
I knock softly on the front door. “Boulder County Police.”
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Cover Reveal! O'Gallagher Nights Box Set by Mignon Mykel

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O’Gallagher Nights: The Series

by Mignon Mykel
O’Gallagher Nights, #1-3
Publication Date: November 30, 2016
Genres: Adult, New Adult, Contemporary Romance

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Synopsis: The three O’Gallagher siblings, all in one set.
Includes bonus material such as slightly expanded stories & a Christmas novella not otherwise available!

O’Gallaghers has been a long-lasting establishment in San Diego, known for its Irish brews and fare. When the next generation of O’Gallaghers take over though, it becomes known for a little bit more…

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ONE NIGHT STAND (O’Gallagher Nights #1)

Conor O’Gallagher.

Thirty-two, six-foot, and all muscle. Flashes of dimples behind his black beard, quick winks for the lady patrons, and a tattoo sleeve that leaves the ladies begging to be his nightly conquest.

Because one of them will be.

Every night at close, Conor brings one, two, sometimes more, up to his apartment and has his merry way with them. The women always leave satisfied, and always know he’s a one and done kind of guy, no repeat performances.

But what happens when one of his one night stands comes back into his life five months later, and pregnant no less?

What happens when one night gives you more than you bargained for?

Conor’s about to find out…

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ABOUT LAST NIGHT (O’Gallagher Nights #2)

Synopsis: Rory O’Gallagher.

Thirty, five-ten, and long, lean muscle.
The middle O’Gallagher is as known for his prowess in the bedroom as the oldest is,

and for so much more.

Women have always been attracted to him.
People have always flocked to him.

But then there was Emily Winters.

With her white blonde hair, icy blue eyes, and cold demeanor toward him, Rory shouldn’t want anything to do with her.

But so help him, he does.

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ALL NIGHT LONG (O’Gallagher Nights #3)

Synopsis: Brenna O’Gallagher.

The baby sister of those sexy O’Gallagher boys has her own story to tell.

Her brothers think she’s something she’s not… but the truth is,
most of the rumors had always been true.

At twenty, she decided she needed a change.

Then her brothers hired him.

He makes her feel like she’s spiraling backward, but is she really?
Has she found the one person she can confide in, the one person who will not judge her?
And just how long can she keep it from her brothers before the repercussions settle in and she not only loses him, but the respect of her brothers?

Her road hasn’t been easy–and it’s not about to start smoothing out now.

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Mignon Mykel

Mignon Mykel is the author of the Prescott Family series, as well as the short-novella erotic romance series, O’Gallagher Nights. When not sitting at Starbucks writing whatever her characters tell her to, you can find her hiking in the mountains of her new home in Arizona.

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Cover Reveal!  Gangster Moll by Bethany-Kris & Ashley Tanner 

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Gangster Moll

by Bethany-Kris & Erin Ashley Tanner
Gun Moll #2
Publication Date: November 14, 2016
Genres: Adult, Mafia Romance, Interracial Romance, Erotic Romance

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Synopsis: As a newly Made Capo in the Pivetti Crime Family, all eyes are on James “Mac” Maccari, and not for a particularly good reason. The way to his new position in the family was paved with blood, and that left some all too suspicious of where—or who—he might be going after next. Mac isn’t interested in playing to the politics of other Made men or Cosa Nostra. His only goal is to keep his promise and be waiting for his gun moll when she’s finally released from prison.

Until all hell breaks loose … again.

Fresh off her six month sentence, Melina Morgan is all too ready to get back to life, and Mac. The mafia life has been one learning curve after another, but with Mac at her side, there’s nothing that they can throw at her that she can’t handle. Even with a ring on her finger, and a new last name to go with it, Melina won’t be domesticated. But with a man like Mac, he wasn’t exactly looking for that kind of a woman, anyway.

Sometimes, wedding bells bring bloodstains …

When directed attacks start to happen, taking the lives of some of the highest Made men in the Pivetti family, distrust and unrest begins to breed throughout the ranks. Someone is making a move on the boss’s seat, and it seems far too easy to put the blame at Mac’s feet when every single attack is somehow connected to him. All over again, Mac and Melina find they’re fighting an uphill battle to keep each other safe and survive.

But this time, they might not be fighting alone …

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Mac Maccari wasn’t a three-piece suit kind of man. He much preferred the comfort of dark-wash jeans, a T-shirt, and combat boots to wear while handling his daily business. It was a comfort thing, and a heat thing.

Glaring up at the bright sun in the sky as he crossed the street as quickly as he could, Mac swore he was melting under his suit. It was an unusually warm Summer for New York. It was almost always muggy during the season, but this year, Mother Nature decided to kick that shit up a notch.

Mac was less than impressed.

It probably didn’t help that the majority of his day was spent running to and from different locations as he handled his crew and what the men were doing at any given time.

But … it was what it was.

And he was damn good at his job.

Mac supposed that if he wasn’t good at being a Capo, he’d already be dead. At least, for the time being, he had that going for him.

The heat wave, however, could go to hell.

Tugging his jacket off, Mac slipped into the business at the very end of the block, tossing the coat over his arm as a cool blast of air from the air conditioner smacked him straight in the face. He soaked in the cold air as he glanced around the place, taking in the woman behind the counter, talking animatedly on the phone and snapping a large wad of gum in her mouth at the same time.

She didn’t even look like she noticed him standing there, for fuck’s sake.

Mac didn’t mind.

He wasn’t here to see her, anyway.

Pulling his phone out of his pocket, Mac searched for the message he’d been left earlier in the day. Infinite Insurance, ask for Ronnie, it read. A few other details had been included, but Mac figured those weren’t important until he found Ronnie.

Mac had come to find out, over his last few months as a newly appointed Capo for the Pivetti crime family that Luca Pivetti had little to no patience for people who owed him something. It didn’t matter what it was—money, action, or a word. If a person owed him, he expected them to pay accordingly.

Maybe even a little more simply because he was kind enough to do business with them.

As the boss, it was Luca’s due.

Mac didn’t question why his boss hadn’t simply sent an enforcer over to the place to handle his shit—that wasn’t his place. He just did what the boss wanted done.

Bypassing the receptionist without so much as a ‘hello’, Mac strolled to the back of the insurance bankers business, finding a hallway with several offices. All had glass windows for walls, letting him see the men and women inside, sitting behind desks with either a phone to their ear, or clients inside the offices.

Thankfully, plaques were attached to each door, names boldly inscribed on each one.

Mac found the Ronnie he was looking for mid-way down the hallway. The heavier-set gentleman was alone inside his office, from what Mac could see through the window, and didn’t seem to be tied up with a phone call as he was busy sorting papers.

That was going to suck when he had to clean up the mess later.

Mac couldn’t find much remorse for what he was about to do.

Business was business after all.

Cosa Nostra business was even tougher.

It simply couldn’t wait.

Mac didn’t bother to knock on the office door, but rather, turned the knob and walked right in, depositing his jacket on one of the two chairs meant for clients.

The insurance banker—Ronnie—glanced up, startled, at Mac’s sudden appearance. If Mac had to guess by the wrinkled dress shirt, the messy hair, and the tired gaze, Ronnie had some shit on his mind.

He was about to get more.

“You can’t just barge in here,” the man started to say. “Clients make appointments.”

Mac reached over and twisted the blinds closed on the window—no one could see in now. He locked the door, ensuring no one would walk in during the … meeting.

Turning back to face the man he’d been sent to see, Mac offered a wide-eyed Ronnie a smile. Cold as it was, Mac figured the guy would take this better if he was a little loosened up before the actual warning came about.

Ronnie started to stand from his desk, confusion writing heavily over his features. “Who in the hell are you?”

“I’m not important,” Mac said, rolling up the cuffs of his dress shirt.

Blood was a bitch to get out.

Maybe he’d avoid the few splatters that might occur, if it were possible.

But probably not.

“But Luca,” Mac continued, shrugging like it didn’t make a difference. “Now the boss and his money is a whole other story.”

For the first time since Mac entered Ronnie’s office, he saw the first trickle of genuine fear light up the man’s eyes.

“I-I have his—”

“They all say that,” Mac interrupted, knowing what the man was going to say.

Bullshit excuses.

Another stall tactic.

“Fact is,” Mac said, keeping an eye on Ronnie in case he grabbed for something to attack with, “… you’re two weeks late, according to the boss. And he was nice enough to fund your little project because apparently, you go way back. Now you’re ducking and dodging Luca like it’s what you do for a living.”

Mac chuckled, waving around at the office.

“Clearly, you work in another business, and you’re not very good at the ducking and dodging game,” Mac finished with another smooth, cold smile.

“Let me call Luca,” the man said quickly. “Please, we’re friends. He’ll understand, I’m sure.”

Mac sighed.

Luca didn’t care who a person was—friend, family, or enemy.

If someone owed him something, they owed him.

“Just let me make this easy,” Mac said. “You’ve only got to bleed, after all. Nobody says you’re going to fucking die from it. Now, if you make it hard on me, that’s going to be a problem, and it’ll probably hurt a lot more. Do us both a favor here, and let me get this over with.”

Ronnie opened his mouth to say something, his gaze darting to the windows, the door, and then to Mac.

Mac knew that look. It was the look of a man trying to find his way out.

Well, he had news for the guy.

“Make a single sound, and I will cut your tongue out,” Mac said quietly. “There is no where to run, and very few people left in the building. So unless you want your associates to know how you’ve been doing underground business with a mafia boss, I suggest you let me do what I came here to do.”

Simple, right?

Mac knew it would be—it always was.

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Synopsis: James “Mac” Maccari’s career in the mafia is at a standstill. As the best solider in his Capo’s crew, all he wants is to be noticed enough to get Made in the Pivetti Crime Family. But instead, his Capo’s interests seem more focused on keeping his solider hidden from the boss, and every other Made man he can. Seemingly stuck right where he is with no chance of going up, Mac doesn’t know what will finally get him the attention he needs to earn his button.

Until she shows up and all eyes are on them …

Melina Morgan survives—that’s just what she does. She’s never been able to depend on anyone but herself to keep her safe and get things done. When a chance encounter puts her in a bad situation with the cops and the mafia, Melina has no choice but to put her faith in the hands of a man that not only infuriates her with his cocky arrogance, but catches her interest, too. Playing pretend in a fake relationship with Mac doesn’t seem all that terrible, until pretend turns real and bullets start to fly.

A man is nothing without his woman …

When the attention on Mac and Melina turns from bad to worse, and someone in the Pivetti Crime Family decides the couple needs to go, they know they’re fighting an uphill battle alone. But making it to the end alive means Mac could get what he’s always wanted, and Melina might find what she didn’t even know she needed.

Together, they’ll make waves the mafia has no choice but to notice …

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Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to three young sons, one cat, and two dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a hubby calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something … when she can find the time.

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Erin Ashley Tanner is the creator of stories featuring fierce females and the men who love them.

Erin is the author of Goddess of Legend, the first in her Demi-God Daughters paranormal romance series. The follow up, Goddess by Chance was released in November 2014.

Dirty Little Secrets, a light organized crime romance was released in June 2015. Her next release, an Organized Crime Romance, Devious Little Lies is scheduled for release in June 2016.

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Title: Amore: Part 2
Series: Amore #2
Author: Bella Jewel
Genre: Mafia Romance 
 Release Date: October 24, 2016
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Run.

He told me to run. So I ran.
It turns out just because you run from something, doesn’t mean it can’t find you.
He’s coming for me.
He wants what I hold closest.
He wants to lie, manipulate and use me.
He wants me to betray him.
Rafael.
Leader of the Italian Mafia.
Love of my life.
Father of my child.
He’s going to make me do the unthinkable.
There is no way out.
I’m trapped and about to make the biggest mistake of my life.
I’m running full throttle towards an oncoming train, and there isn’t a single thing I can do to stop it.
I’m going to become what I was most afraid of.
A monster.

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Bella Jewel is a self published, USA
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currently studying editing and proofreading to further expand her career. Bella
has been writing since she was just shy of fifteen years old. In Summer 2013
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New Release! A Sacred Vow by Willa Thorne is available now!

 

 

Title: A Sacred Vow
Author: Willa Thorne
Genre: Paranormal/Romance/Vampire
Release Date: October 24, 2016
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I swore a solemn oath that saw to the end of the Cormacs, a family of hunters that persistently sought to rid my coven’s existence.

For years we have lived in the shadows, free from hunters and the weapons of wood that could destroy us.

But the familiar scent of Cormac blood is awakening my senses. We were certain that we had ended the bloodline. Now, the vow I swore plagues my mind. The guilt I harbour buries deep. The desire and lust burns.

My pledge to my family is now a promise to protect the woman I love.

Aurelia Galligan is a descendant of the Cormac bloodline. I should drain her. I have to destroy her. But she may just end me.

**This is a forbidden romance between the hunter and the hunted. It features smoldering vampires and no cliffhangers. The content is not suitable for readers under the age of 18**

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Nolan: Did you handle the situation?Julian: I’m on it. Soon.

Nolan: Remember what happened to your sister. They breed like rats. Let me take care of it.

Julian: No. I will take care of it. In the meantime, she’s mine to deal with.

Nolan: You’re playing with fire.

The text exchange haunted me as I tried to distract myself with this gorgeous woman.

Julian: Soon.

“I like this,” Lia’s voice was soft against my shoulder as we swayed to the music. The smoky ambience provided the perfect atmosphere, and at this late hour, I was ravenous. I tried to channel that hunger into a different direction as I asked about her hobbies and talents. All my questions were asked with a purpose- to determine whether she was a true threat or just a starry-eyed human who fell victim to my charms.“I’m enjoying this as well,” I whispered against her neck, dipping her back so I could enjoy the sight of the ticking pulse in her neck. I breathed along her skin, and relished in the prickles of heat that flooded her neck and chest.

She let out a deep breath and curled her slender fingers in my hair- an action that surprised me.

As we discussed her college years and her hobbies, she told me she played T-ball and took dance classes as a child, and ultimately wanted to become a clinical counselor. I was relieved to conclude that she wasn’t a true Cormac threat, despite her bloodline. Her brother, on the other hand, I wasn’t sure about. The intense magnetic pull I felt toward her became stronger as the hours passed. The connection to her was both transfixing, yet haunting. Because I knew what I was going to have to do. Eventually.

The vow would see it through.

 

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Willa Thorne channels her overactive imagination into all of her writing. She enjoys any genre in romance, especially contemporary and paranormal. She grew up in New Jersey and spent a six years living in southern California. She currently lives in Connecticut with her husband and their rescued dog, Lola. Willa is also a caffeine addict and a sucker for chocolate.

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Title: Fractures
Series: Running on Empty #3
Author: M.R. Field
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: October 25, 2016
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Trinity If love were a battleground, then we waged a war upon it.

We’d been best friends for years, and then we were wayward lovers. It was meant to just be an itch to scratch—some harmless fun. But once he had me under his thumb, tied in his binds, he became my undoing.

These days, he consumes my thoughts. I’m powerless under his touch.

He makes me ignore the guilt from my past that consumes me when I don’t deserve to forget. With him, I am raw and exposed, yet he continues to move closer to me.

He’s willing to fight, but my armour has been dented enough.

Theo

Secrets have the power to make or break you—mine have the power to do both.

After being lied to by my own family, I know the power of deception. Now, I’m afraid that withholding the truth will be my ruin.

Especially when all my secrets are attached to her.

She is my muse. My salvation. The reason my past didn’t destroy me.

She makes me feel. She makes me want. She’s the gasoline to my fire.

All’s fair in love and war.

For us, it’s time to strike the match.

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TheoFor the past few months, I’ve been chasing after my dream. A dream that has claws. A dream that holds silent tears. A dream that melts under my fingertips and against my binds.

Trinity. The only woman I can love and hate in one breath. Who caught my attention from the moment I met her.
“Your eyes are green! I’m Trinity. Not Tricia.”
All I can do is smile. Her vibrancy knocks the wind out of me. “Theo.”
“Nice to meet you. If this class sucks, there’s a fire escape over there.” She tilts her head towards the corner of the room. “I heard the canteen has Mars Bars.”
With her, I wasn’t expected to always be my best, unlike what my father expected.
For years, Trinity and I had been caught in a power-play—one moment we were best friends, the next enemies, too immature to act rationally, and too stubborn to relent. Since our teenage years, she was the core of my happiness. Being close to her was enough. As a teenager, I lived in an emotional cage that stemmed from my father’s upbringing, imprisoned by my own insecurity or naïve stupidity. Dating my best friend was a dream I wanted but could never have. I’d already lost so much, and the thought of losing her as well … it was not something I could risk. We’d shared a moment once, but it was more frightening than the destruction that had been going on in my home life at the time. Our friendship was everything.
Now, as adults, twisted by the need to be near each other but too willful to admit it, we are caught in a web of fear and denial. Sure, it might seem easy to date, but neither of us has the courage to broach that subject. If we make it real, it is just as easy to lose it all. Instead, it’s easier to hide behind the smokescreen and under the sheets.
Our connection simmers between us. We cling to and thrive on the seductive torture. For years, we’ve been caught up in an evocative dance, our friendship being the common thread that holds us together. Our emotions are too volatile. A side look, a slight touch of the hand—all minor gestures that have led up to the moment we are now in. A complete clusterfuck.
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M R Field is an author from Rural Victoria and has completed a Bachelor’s degree with Honours from Latrobe University, Melbourne. After growing up with the river at her front door, she returned back to her hometown after many years of living in the city. She now lives a tranquil lifestyle with her husband, two young children and effervescent dog, Zephyr.

M R Field has always held a love for writing, filling journals as a child which progressed to more eloquent pieces as an adult. After ten years of creative instruction, she decided to turn these ideas into manuscripts. She adores creating new story lines and is a big fan of a happily ever after, but believes strongly in making her characters work for it.

She has recently decided to join the independent publishing world with her debut novel, Fragments, which released late 2014, alongside its subsequent novel, Splinters that released in 2015. Fractures, her latest novel is due for release on October, 25th 2016.

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New Release! Batten Down the Hatches by Roxanne D. Howard

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rdh_cms1_battendownthehatchesTitle: Batten Down the Hatches

Author: Roxanne D. Howard

Genre: Contemporary / Erotic Romance

Piper Goldhirsch is the head reporter for Business Buster, an Undercover Boss-esque tabloid exposé show. While it was never her dream job, it pays the bills. When she attends a masked Halloween Ball and has a passionate affair in the billiard room with a sexy costumed pirate captain who calls himself Captain Jack, what starts out as a few kind words and exchanged kisses soon transforms into the greatest sex of her life, and she’s haunted by the powerful magic between them. Piper parts ways with the mysterious stranger, and assumes she’ll never see him again… until he becomes her job’s next target.

Captain Jack Spencer runs his own brand new whale watching company, Ahoy, Matey, on the outskirts of Costa Mesa and Balboa Island. He’s so good at it he’s garnered the attention of rival companies. Piper is called in by Jack’s nemesis to go undercover on an ocean tour to expose him, and reveal his alleged illegal tricks that have made his business so successful in a short amount of time. But when Piper realizes he’s the same sexy man she slept with at the Halloween Ball, she’s emotionally conflicted. Jack is unable to forget the woman from Halloween, and when they do meet up again, they can’t keep their hands off each other. It’s time to Batten Down the Hatches, because the waves are about to get wild!

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Roxanne D. Howard is a romance novelist who resides in the mid-western United States. She has published At the Heart of the Stone and Chicks Dig the Accent, and her most recent Costa Mesa Series with Loose Id. Roxanne is a U.S. Army veteran, and has a bachelor’s degree in Psychology and English. She loves to read poetry, classical literature, and Stephen King. She is also an avid Star Wars fan, musical theater nut, and loves everything related to marine biology. She is the proud mother of two beautiful girls, several pets, and loves to spend time with her husband and children when she’s not writing. Roxanne loves to hear from her readers, and she can be contacted at author@roxannedhoward.com. To find out more, please visit her website at www.roxannedhoward.com.

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