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SLOTH an #EliteSeven novel by @Giana darling IS LIVE!!

 

Idle hands are the best tools for the devil’s work.

I am Rush Dempsey.

I am Sloth.  

 

 
 
 
 
 
 

SLOTH BY GIANA DARLING

AN ELITE SEVEN IS LIVE!


I don’t give a fuck.
Not about money or fame, beauty or power. I’ve had all those things since birth, and trust me, they’re a fucking snooze.
I don’t give a fuck about anyone, not even myself.
Until my father proves evil can exist in the most holy of places.
For the first time ever, something like interest stirs in my soul.
He wants me to enroll at St. Augustine.
Join The Elite.
Court the virginal daughter of Archbishop Savoie.
Prove that I’m worth the family name?
I’ll do it all.
And I’ll do it so well, no one will know what’s coming.
People are so quick to underestimate the wicked and lazy.
They forget idle hands are the best tools for the devil’s work.
I am Rush Dempsey.
I am Sloth.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The Elite Seven

7 AUTHORS.
7 STORIES.
7 DEADLY SINS.

 
 
 
 

 
Since 1942, The Elite Seven Society have created and guided influential leaders, molding the country into something better. This society was birthed by Malcom Benedict, II who wanted more for Americans.  More wealth.  More influence.  More power. Some leaders have the skills, but not the influence, and that simply wasn’t fair according to Mr. Benedict. He invested his own money and time to construct a society that bred the best of the best, year after year.
But to be the best, you must be ruthless.
Good leaders make sacrifices.  Sometimes the sacrifices are hard, but the rewards are plentiful.  Mr. Benedict made sure to indulge these leaders with their utmost desires.  A devout Catholic himself, he designed a society that rewarded his leaders with the sins that were frowned upon.  If they were giving up love and happiness and joy for the betterment of the country, they deserved something in its stead.
Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, and Lust.
Choosing leaders for this society means that it takes intense focus.  Only seven are to be selected, and the investments and time are showered upon the new seven chosen every four years.  The predecessors of each group of seven choose people who fit the sin that will mold them into who they are needed to be in the future—what America needs them to be.  This is after a detailed study of many potential candidates.  The university’s acting dean behaves as a liaison for the society bringing the college applicants to the predecessors so that the selection may begin.  The society members who are going out will bring forth a candidate that the society votes on and approves.
After they are chosen, the initiates are given a token and an invitation to initiation.  The initiation will be a test to their character and ability to do what’s right for the betterment of the society.  Once the initiates pass their test, they are discreetly branded with the mark of the society, and are groomed through challenges during the course of their elite education to breed them into the influential people they were meant to be.
Once in The Elite Seven, there is no getting out. The money and power are their reward. Should they choose to stray or break the rules, the society strips them of everything.  Anything they once had will be removed.  Opportunities will never arise.  They will no longer have the support of the society.  To this day, there have been no known occurrences of anyone from the society having to be banished.  This elite group of people are what every young man and woman aspire to be a part of.  While the group is a secret society, they are whispered about amongst the privileged folks in the country.  Anyone who is anyone knows of the group and secretly hopes it’s their son or daughter who are selected, for good fortune is showered on the family for decades to come.


 

 
Lust: NOW LIVE 
 
 
I was born with wealth, athletic ability, and looks that could melt the panties off a nun.
I had a clear path to success.
Until fate dealt me a cruel blow, leaving me empty and in need of purpose.
My only focus now is to become part of The Elite—a secret society in one of the most prestigious colleges in the world.
But everything comes at a price, and with The Elite, you have to earn your place.
Lucky for me, being sinful is in my DNA.
The only obstacle to full initiation is my task: seduce the un-seducible, the forbidden, and lure her with the sins of the flesh.
Easy for a man like me…in theory.
She started as my task, but what happens when the lines between lust and love blur, and the need for power rages war with the need for her?
Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak—they’re for The Elite.
This is my life, my chance, my legacy.
I am Rhett Masters.
I am Lust.

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Pride: NOW LIVE 


The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.
But who said the devil was a he?
In my world, she was out to cause havoc on all our lives.
She’ll use the one thing I care most about to control me—force me into her Elite world, filled with sin, deceit, and power. And under her spell, I’ll lead a sinister brotherhood of seven at one of the most prestigious universities in New Orleans.
Seven tasks set forth by the devil herself, promising nothing less than the forbidden fruit of power. What they don’t understand is it will all end in bloodshed and regret.
They call me the alpha. The one in charge. The one with pride bigger than any task I could be given. And my pride won’t let me be anywhere but at the top of the food chain until she gives me what I truly want.
My task is Meghan Thorne.
She’s too pure for me to touch, too good for me to ruin—and the only thing standing in my way to freedom.
Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak...they’re for The Elite.
As they say, pride comes before the fall.
I am Mason Blackwell.
I am Pride.

 
 
 
Wrath: NOW LIVE 
 
I’m a motherless son to a father who hates me. Fury has lived and breathed in my black heart for so long, it’s a part of my soul now. The only thing that’s ever mattered to me is protecting my twin sister, Sabella, from my father’s temper.
So when the chance to join a secret society presents itself, there’s no question I’ll do whatever it takes to become a member and earn my place in the ranks of only the most Elite.
With a taste for the deviant, I’m drawn to the darkest of desires, and no one ever leaves my bed unscathed.
My task: seduce Patience Noelle, St. Augustine’s sweetheart and the mayor’s beloved daughter—then break her heart.
Sinning is what I live for, and deviance is my passion. Failing has never been an option.
But what happens when my sin becomes my curse—when destroying the only woman I’ve ever wanted is my key to protecting my sister?
Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak...they’re for The Elite.
This isn’t just my chance, it’s my legacy and reckoning.
I am Samuel Gunner.
I am WRATH
 

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Envy: NOW LIVE
 
It was temptation that broke the sinner.
People say I have everything.
They’re wrong.
I may have looks, money, and privilege, but I don’t have the one thing that really matters, the one thing I crave: a woman with eyes only for me.
I’m searching for my woman—one who will fall to her knees because I’m her king. She’ll wear the crown of my tarnished name, and long for me when I’m not near. And when I am close, she’ll be naked across my lap, feeling the sting of my palm across her milky skin.
You could say I’m a sinner because I’d do anything to have the perfect woman—compliant to my every need and whim—and I’m envious of every couple who walks around naive to the luxury they have.
That’s why I joined The Elite, the most prestigious brotherhood in the south.
It’s the one place that will give me what I cannot have.
Only…the task assigned to me is too much for my jealous eyes.
Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak...they’re for The Elite.
Those who envy have no peace.
My name is Sabastian Westbrook.
I am Envy.
 

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Gluttony: NOW LIVE!
 
 
My life has been served to me on a gold platter to be devoured by my silver spoon.
Money, money, and more money. It’s the backbone of the Goddard name. I’m the only son, so it’s all mine for the taking.
But sometimes money isn’t enough. I always want more, yet nothing seems to satisfy me.
My father has made sure I become a part of The Elite Seven. Where most candidates are chosen, I was given my place. Everything comes at a price, though. Luckily, I can afford any price—no one has more money than God.
The Elite Seven have their initiations. My assignment is personal and beneath me: steal a car and send a warning. It’ll hurt my best friend in the process, but we both made a pact going into this. There’s no line we won’t cross.
My task makes an ugly turn and I nearly take a life. Such a small, unimportant person—someone no one would even notice was gone. She’s a problem my money and power can easily sweep under the rug.
It’s what my father wants. It’s what my brothers want. But when she finally opens those big, innocent brown eyes, I realize I’ve found what I’ve been searching for my entire life. I don’t want my little problem to disappear…I want to keep her.
Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak—they’re for The Elite.
Money is my legacy, but I want something money can’t buy.
I am Baxter Samuel Goddard V.
I am Gluttony.
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SLOTH: NOW LIVE!
 
 
I don’t give a fuck.
Not about money or fame, beauty or power. I’ve had all those things since birth, and trust me, they’re a fucking snooze.
I don’t give a fuck about anyone, not even myself.
Until my father proves evil can exist in the most holy of places. For the first time ever, something like interest stirs in my soul.
He wants me to enroll at St. Augustine.
Join The Elite.
Court the virginal daughter of Archbishop Savoie.
Prove to him I’m worth the family name.
I’ll do it all.
And I’ll do it so well, no one will know what’s coming. People are so quick to underestimate the wicked and lazy.
They forget idle hands are the best tools for the devil’s work.
I am Rush Dempsey.
I am Sloth.
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GREED: Releasing May 20th
I’m hungry.
My greed is insatiable.
I’m a slave to the need. The drive for more. For everything.
Once I decide I want something, the greed for it consumes me.
I want answers.
I want justice.
I want vengeance.
I want HER.

My best friend and his sister—the girl I vowed could trust in me and whom I would always protect—dropped off the map two years ago. My own father pledged assurances that they'd been living a life they deserved.

Lies. Lies. Lies.
Hell hath no fury like a man who has no fucks to give and a mission to fulfill his promise.

I may be a greedy sonofabitch, but I’m also a loyal one. Cross me or my brothers, and I’ll come for your throat. And my teeth are razor sharp.

When I discover the corruption running deep within my own bloodline, I take a stand to right the wrongs. I had no idea their darkness would lead me to the light—to her.

The Lust I have for her will keep me grounded.
The Wrath for those who betrayed us will ignite the fight inside me.
And the Greed for victory will consume our enemies in a tidal wave of Hell’s fury.

They say the three gates of Hell are Lust, Wrath, and Greed.
Well, open up, motherfuckers…Daddy’s home.
I am Micah Dixon.
I am Greed.
GREED By Ker Dukey & K.Webster
 

 

Defying Gravity by Isabella Cassazza


 

 
Title: Defying Gravity: An Ice Tigers Hockey Novel
Series: Ice Tigers #1
Author: Isabella Cassazza
Genre: Sport (Hockey) Romance/MMF Ménage
Release Date: February 25, 2019
 
 
 
Blurb

Two men, a woman—an unexpected love story.

Tyler Wolfe has it all, or does he? He’s living his dream, playing pro hockey for the Boston Ice Tigers, and at thirty he’s become one of the NHL’s top scorers. Everything would be perfect if he didn’t have to hide the most important thing in his life.

Danny Fisher has had enough. Almost two years of hiding his relationship with Tyler have taken a toll on him, and when his very own hockey hottie is supposed to take part in his team’s social media dating show romancing women, Danny considers leaving Tyler.

Lily Parker is struggling with her career. Training young horses isn’t an easy job—one where she has recently been lying in the dirt more than being on the horse. An evening meant to leave her problems behind her leads to a chance encounter with Danny and Tyler, complicating her life even more.

Can Lily help Danny and Tyler overcome their problems, or will her presence cause even more trouble in their relationship?

Defying Gravity (Ice Tigers Book 1) can be read as a standalone. HEA guaranteed.
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Author Bio
 
 
Isabella Cassazza lives in Austria. She has been an avid reader from an early age, and when she's not writing, she usually has a book in her hands. Other than that, she enjoys a good hockey game, equestrian sport and chocolate - lots of chocolate.
 
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My Review
4 Stars
Defying Gravity by Isabella Cassazza is book One in the Ice Tigers Series. This is the story of Tyler Wolfe, Danny Fisher and Lily Parker. 
Tyler is a pro hockey player for the Boston Ice tigers which puts him in the public eye.  Tyler is also in a secret relationship with Danny for the last two years, but hasn't publicly acknowledged it.  Then Danny learns that Tyler is being pressured to be on a social media dating show looking for women, which of course adds to some upset.  Lily is a horse trainer who works hard and happens to help out Tyler and Danny.  This leads them to ask her to be a fake girlfriend to buffer their to the public eye.  But they all start to have more than fake feelings towards each other.
Hot read.

 

CORRUPT SAVIOR by Tara Leigh

 
CORRUPT SAVIOR (WAGES OF SIN #2) by Tara Leigh Release Date: May 13th
   
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Blurb: I am the monarch of Manhattan’s underworld. A corrupt king, ruling a sinful empire.
I wasn’t born to the crown. Nevertheless, I wear it well.
Aislinn Granville is the Crown Jewel of my empire—my queen. To my enemies, she’s my Achilles heel—a perfect pawn.
Without her, I am a wounded warrior. A ruthless, relentless beast.
There is nowhere she can be taken that I won’t find her. No adversary I won’t crush to get her back.
Even if I have to burn this city to the ground.
 
 
Excerpt: My heartbeat is an erratic, distracting pitter-patter against my ribs as I take in the stark beauty of the man standing in front of me. He looks like the same man I ran from. Almost.
The same rich black hair and inky eyelashes. The same strong, shadowed jawline and high, elegant cheekbones. The same spark of intensity lighting up those dark, dark eyes.
But now there are smudges beneath them. And faint horizontal lines, like the silvery remnants of a shattered spider web, crossing his forehead.
Damon is glaring at me like an adversary he’s torn between spanking or fucking. There is yearning in his gaze, a faint glimmer of tenderness beneath his infuriated expression.
I like it. A lot.
The panic and fear and pure terror that filled my veins just a few hours ago hasn’t yet evaporated. Those intense emotions are still there, like toxins that have yet to be flushed from my system. I don’t want to be treated with kid gloves. Not by Damon King.
I need his intensity now more than ever. I am desperate to revel in the raging storm Damon and I create when we’re together. The kind of storm that deserves a name. Deserves to be written in history books for its power . . . and for the toll of its destruction.
I want the shocking illumination of lightning. The ominous energy of thunder.
I want to give and take.
Clash and break.
Writhe and shake.
“Damon.” I say his name like a warning. I need the savage who claimed me as his own. My savage king.
He presses a firm kiss to my forehead, his fingers lightly pushing into the hair at the base of my scalp. “Tell me this,” he says. “Is there any hurt I can’t kiss better?”
The throaty rumble of Damon’s voice is like a liberal pour of molasses on my frayed nerves. “No.” My nose is flush with his chest and I breath deep that scent I didn’t think I would ever smell again. Wood and whiskey and raw masculinity. So damn intoxicating.
He sweeps his tongue along the rim of my ear. “Is there any hurt I can’t lick better?”
The tension in my shoulders eases as I flatten my palms against his chest. “No.”
Damon lifts my chin, our eyes locking on each other. “Is there any hurt I can’t fuck better?”
My cheeks warm as I draw my lower lip between my teeth. Then I shake my head slowly, “No.”
He smiles that darkly seductive grin and my stomach flips. “Let’s go take a shower.”
I nod my head eagerly. A long hot shower sounds perfect. A long hot shower—with my savage king—sounds downright exquisite. By the time the water is running, my borrowed bathrobe is just a white smudge of bad memory strewn across the tile floor.
Damon begins unbuttoning his shirt and I eagerly reach for his belt. When he is as naked as I am, he cups my chin between his thumb and forefingers and tips it upward. His kiss is hard but not punishing. The perfect amount of pressure.
I moan low in my throat.
He growls in return. And when we pull apart, we are wearing matching lust-drunk grins.
“Do you trust me?” he asks.
“I thought you said I shouldn’t trust anyone who has to ask.”
“I’m asking now.”
The truth falls from my lips. “With my life.”
   
About the Author: Tara Leigh is a multi-published author of steamy contemporary romance. A former banker on Wall Street, she graduated from Washington University and holds an MBA from Columbia Business School, but she much prefers spending her days with fictional boyfriends than analyzing financial spreadsheets. Tara currently lives in Fairfield County, Connecticut with her husband, children, and fur-baby, Pixie. She is represented by Jessica Alvarez, of Bookends Literary Agency.
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My Review
5 Stars
Corrupt Savior by Tara Leigh is Book Two in the Wages of Sin Series.  This continues the story of Aislinn Granville and Damon King, so you really should read the first book 'Cruel Sanctuary' to fully enjoy this book.  Corrupt Savior picks up where the cliffhanger left us in the first book.  Damon is in fully beast mode to get back his Queen from who took her.  While hunting down his women he starts to fully feel his feelings towards her and what she really means.  Aislinn although wounded from her traumatic is dealing with her kidnapping in a strong manner while working to get free. 
This is a somewhat dark romance
 
 

 

White Rabbit: The Rise by London Miller


 

Title: White Rabbit: The Rise
Series: The Kingmaker Saga #1
Author: London Miller
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 28, 2018

Blurb

As an investigative journalist, Karina Ashworth’s job involves delving into New York’s black market of criminals and mischief where sin is almost too tempting to ignore.

When she crosses paths with a man whose smile is a little too cunning—and his power a little too vast—she learns very quickly that dancing with the devil is far more enjoyable than she had ever imagined.

But Uilleam Runehart is not at all what he seems, and as a notorious fixer with a thirst for power, he’ll do anything to obtain his title.

Ruthless.
Sinful.
Seductive.

How much would you pay to be a king?

From Romantic Suspense author, London Miller, comes the first book in a sexy, thrilling new series following a man with too much power and the only woman that can bring him to his knees.

 
 

 
 
 
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Also Available
 
 
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Coming Soon
 
 
Releasing May 25, 2019
 
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Author Bio

 
With a degree in Creative Writing, London Miller has turned pen to paper, creating riveting fictional worlds where the bad guys are sometimes the good guys. Her debut novel, In the Beginning, is the first in the Volkov Bratva Series.

She currently resides in Atlanta, Georgia with her husband and two puppies, where she drinks far too much Sprite, and spends her nights writing.
 
 
 
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My Review
5 Stars
White Rabbit: The Rise by London Miller is book One The Kingmaker Saga.  This starts the story of  Karina Ashworth and Uilleam Runehart.
Katrina is a investigator reporting who goes above and beyond to get her story.  Uilleam is a fixer in the criminal world who for the right price can make problems go away and stay that way.  These two  worlds collide in a world of danger.  But along with the danger that is sparking is also their desire for each other.  But as people that should be enemies only seem to want desire. 
Their story doesn't end her and will continue into the next book 'White Rabbit: The Fall', which I can't wait to read next!

 

Take Me Hard by Katie Douglas

Title: Take Me Hard
Series: Arizona Heat Book 3
Author: Katie Douglas
Genre: Erotic/Western Romance
Release Date: May 10, 2019
 
 
 
 
 

“Another brilliant book in the Arizona Heat series…” ~ CLiK Book Blog
“... a must read if you love some sexy alphas.” ~The Little Bookworm
 
 
 
 
 

REMEMBER, LOVE BY ALEXANDRA BANKS

 
 
Title: Remember Love
Author: Alexandra Banks
Genre: Short Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 4, 2019
 
 
 
What would you do if you forgot your soulmate?
 
I’m Marine Recon. A scout sniper. And I’ve spent five years in hell.
 
Tortured. Imprisoned. Forgotten. Five years away from her.
 
Her name...I don’t know her name.
 
I only have a picture. With the words...Remember, love. Her picture has kept me tethered to the light. I would never have survived without her.
 
Now, I’m coming home. I’m coming back for her. There’s nothing in the world that can keep me away.
 
A soul doesn’t have a name, and I don’t need to remember hers to know that she’s mine.
 
Spoiler: Get ready for a military hero, an amnesia romance, and a love that won’t stop. Salute your favorite military man and hunker down for a super steamy reunion and an epic happily ever after.
 
This book is a short steamy one hour read. Because sometimes, quickies are best.
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The darkness is always there. Sometimes, the inky black that clings to me like a second skin lightens to murky gray. But, it’s still darkness.
Thousands of days, spent in this hole, deep beneath the jungle—the dark and I have become one. There was a time before. Long ago, there was light. I have flashes of memory, like stars that wink only to be blotted out by the night sky. I can never hold on to them long enough to remember.
I kneel, chained to the sod wall. Manacles are at my wrists and ankles. My clothing has disintegrated and rotted in the damp. My hair and beard are long and knotted. Sometimes, I rub my hands over the web of scars on my arms. Years ago, the dictator of this hell hole and his soldiers chained me here. My partner and I, we were…there was a mortar blast…he was…I lose the thought.
Darkness returns.
I reach down to a pile of rocks and shift them aside. I feel for the photograph I stashed there, thousands of days ago.
I pull it up and hold it close. Today, the cave is a deep gray and I can make out my angel’s face. She has an expression of surprised delight. Like the person who took the photograph has caught her unaware and she’s so happy to be found. I’ve spent countless hours imagining that I was the one behind the camera. Her skin is pale and covered in freckles. Her hair is braided and loose wisps curl out from behind her ears. She’s wearing only a white T-shirt, and sits cross-legged on a rumpled bed. The sun streams through sheer curtains.
My angel has kept me alive. All these years. I would’ve broken without her.
I flip over the picture. There on the back, in soft faded ink, are the words Remember, love. I run my thumb over the phrase, tracing where her pen wrote. My angel.
Her name…I don’t know her name. I swallow. It doesn’t matter. I don’t need her name to know that I love her. A soul doesn’t have a name, and hers and mine are connected. She claimed me with her picture in this lightless place.
The darkness has ebbed. I look up. The long beams of flashlights bounce on the walls. They’re here. They’ll come down the cavern within the next few minutes. Will it be torture or water? Or both? I prepare to tunnel deeper inside my mind.
I was trained to dissociate, to dive so deep in myself that no matter the pain, I would never betray my country. But I went so deep that I cut myself off from my past completely. It’s a locked door without a key.
I tuck my angel’s picture into my pocket. I’ll hold on to her today.
One man emerges, a flashlight in his hands. I’m blinded in the light.
“They sent me.” His English is thickly accented. “You die. Finally.”
 
 
 
 
 

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Alexandra Banks is the pen name of two feisty friends who love to hang out and dream up steamy love stories. After graduate degrees, global managerial positions and the nine to five grind, they decided it was more fun to bring joy to the world through happily ever afters. They deliver smart, strong heroines, and heroes who love them. You'll get that romance read afterglow...every single time. Better yet, their books are short and sweet - because let's be honest, sometimes quickies are best. They love their families, their golden retrievers, and bingeing on ice cream. If you want happiness, sweet fun, and steamy romance then Alexandra Banks is for you!
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
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4 Stars
REMEMBER, LOVE BY Alexandra Banks is the story of Logan and Bethany 'Beth'.
Beth and Logan's family were close, which lead Beth to have a crush on Logan.  Logan being a few years older had went on a mission for the military that he ended up being a POW.  Logan was tortured and the only thing he had was a picture of Beth, which he had forgotten who she was but not how he felt about her.  When he finally is rescued Beth comes forward to help him with his healing and memories. 
Really touching story.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Consumed By Rage by Zara Teleg


 
 
 
Title: Consumed By Rage
Series: Stained Souls MC #1
Author: Zara Teleg
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 9, 2019

Blurb
 
Rage
 
As a member of the Stained Souls Motorcycle Club and MMA fighter, I was once a well-known and feared man in this town; now I am returning a stranger. Being home reminds me of the losses that have turned my soul dark and built my walls high. Until I met Juliet, the sexy yoga instructor who has invaded my every thought. Her light shines so brightly, it is like a beacon calling to me, cutting through my darkness. But there is something hidden behind her eyes, and she’s got walls as tall and thick as mine.
 
 
Juliet
 
Four years ago, I had it all… until one night changed everything. Now I am trapped in a prison of lies where my heart is locked away with my secrets. Rage has stirred things in me I thought I could never feel again. He thinks he can get through. But I can’t give in… I mustn't… for his sake and mine. I won’t let the ghosts of my past hurt anyone else.
 
 
Can these two damaged souls resist the urge to be together?
 
Or will secrets and lies destroy them both?

 
 
 
 
 
 
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Prologue
 
Juliet
 
Freedom. It was something I had seldom thought about…until four years ago. I had taken for granted living life every day without looking over my shoulder. Never feeling any real peace, a tiny part of me was always on high alert. I feared that at any moment, I would be discovered. I had spent the past four years trying to cope with intense, crippling anxiety, and everything I had done was still no match against the nightmares that visited me often.
 
I thought fate would deal me a better hand. I believed I could escape him. Now the effects of my mistakes had spread. I feared not only for my life but also those of people I love who were put in danger because of me. I was no longer free. Now, at twenty-seven years old, my time had run out.
 
My eyes began to open. I blinked slowly, trying to get them to adjust to the darkness. I used my shoulder to wipe the dampness from my face. Blackness cloaked the room, making it impossible to see anything around me. The musty air blasting through the vent was frigid. My fingers and toes were numb, making them hard to move. An intense headache competed with the throbbing pain in my face. The tiniest bit of warmth against my back made me aware of the body next to mine. I tried opening my mouth; the tape that had sealed it shut had been removed. My lips felt swollen, and I tasted dried blood on them. I nudged the body next to mine. I hoped that it was Paige, that they hadn’t separated us.
 
A soft whisper came from my cracked lips. “Paigey…” I croaked her childhood nickname.
 
Nothing.
 
“Paige, please answer me,” panicking, I whispered louder, waiting for an answer.
 
A small groan escaped her as she moved just centimeters. “Ana…” a low voice struggled to whisper back.
 
I let out the breath I was holding, relieved that hers was the body next to mine. “Oh, Paige…” I leaned into her as close as I could, “I’m so sorry you got dragged into this.” My voice hitched and my eyes welled, but no tears came. Dehydration left nothing for my body to spare. We leaned into each other. The friction caused my broken body to ache. “I will find a way to get us out of here,” I promised her.
 
A door opened. It creaked loudly, breaking the silence. Light streamed down the staircase. It was dim yet blinding in the blackness of the basement. We both jumped and huddled our bodies even closer with our hands tied behind our backs.
 
We stayed silent. The only sound came from the shoes that clanked heavily down each step. The stairs moaned under the weight of the man. A large shadow appeared, then the massive body that belonged to it. It was him—the monster. The man with all the scars. The slight limp in his step gave him away.
 
He turned on a small flashlight and aimed it around, highlighting areas of the basement before finding us. The light so shocking when it hit me, I squeezed my eyes shut. I could feel the tremors rolling off Paige’s small body. God, please. Please send someone to rescue us before it’s too late. I had pushed away everyone who cared; now there might be no one left who could save us.
 
With my eyes still closed I listened to the clicking of his fancy shoes on the damp concrete as they got closer and closer. I braced myself as the large body loomed over us.
 
 
Rage
 
 
Six months earlier…
 
 
I tucked my head down further behind the shield as I picked up the pace. My bike pushed forward faster, anxiety building in my chest as I passed the small road sign with the arrow: Sugar Maple 15 miles.
 
That little sign surged adrenaline through every part of my body as I got closer to home. My bike sped through the warm night, covering the distance as fast as possible. Miles of trees, bushes, and mountains were blurred in my peripheral vision over the last five and a half hours until I finally crossed Georgia from Tennessee.
 
The sound of my pipes cutting through the night was all that filled my ears, the mountain air leaving a light mist on my partially exposed face. I tried to stretch my back. I felt tight everywhere from not stopping. When I was a kid, I couldn’t wait to grow up so I could leave this place. After four long years of exile, I couldn’t get back fast enough.
 
It was Monday night—I was five days early. The idea of surprising my brothers in the Stained Souls MC came to me last night when I tossed and turned trying to sleep. Friday seemed too far away. At first light, I packed my shit and left behind everything that couldn’t fit on my bike. I knew my club brothers weren’t expecting me until the weekend so they could throw me a huge homecoming bash. As much as that sounded great, I wanted some time to reacquaint myself with my newly renovated hometown. Besides, I knew that the party would leave me hungover for days, and that wasn’t how I wanted to start my homecoming.
 
Last time I talked to Hawk, he said that the Stained Souls were raking in cash with all the new people in town. The club owned several buildings on the main strip, so naturally, they had done pretty well with the renovations. I hadn’t decided, even with the influx of income, how I felt about returning to a town full of strangers. I was once a well-known and feared man in this town. Now I would be the stranger. The thought had my stomach turning.
 
My forearms tightened as the needle pushed further toward one hundred on the desolate road. The blackness of night was the perfect backdrop for the slideshow that was running in my head. All the people, places, and friends I left behind…the good times with my brothers and the bad times that destroyed my soul. I shouldn’t have wanted to go back. I should have embraced my new life. But no matter how much darkness and anger Sugar Maple triggered, it was still home.
 
I shook my head, clearing the thoughts. I focused on the approaching glow of city lights that made the horizon over the mountain appear bright compared to the inky sky that surrounded it. The May heat and humidity created a haze blanketing the area.
 
I slowed my pace to almost a crawl just outside town. On the hillside, the moon illuminated the bright white chapel and gave it an eerie glow. It stood tall and menacing, overlooking the bridge into Sugar Maple. Its angular windows, the way they looked down the hill to the town below, reminded me of angry, judging eyes.
 
I tried to keep my eyes forward, but the small graveyard pulled me to it. The decaying stones of the cemetery were almost as white as the church. My eyes locked on a single headstone. I swallowed back the lump that formed in my throat. Every fucking time I entered or left town, I was forced to pass the painful reminder of what life took from me. I had said goodbye to three people I loved standing under those tall maple trees, which always seemed to mock me.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Author Bio
 
Zara Teleg is an American romance author, entrepreneur, tree hugger, yoga enthusiast, and coffee addict.
 
Zara has a wide variety of interests, which has led to many creative ventures over the years, but none has fulfilled her true passion for reading and writing. In her debut novel, Consumed by Rage, Zara has finally made into reality her dream of becoming a novelist, which has been thirty years in the making.
 
She fell in love with books when she received her first Sweet Valley High at age ten, and she has been a book addict ever since. She started writing her first YA bad boy romance at age thirteen and has since moved on to alpha males, hot bikers, and sexy vampires.
 
Zara is a free spirit, who spends her days alternating between writing and cooking. No one makes a better veggie burger! Her love of animals has influenced her plant-based lifestyle. From the time she could walk she brought home every stray she came across, wanting to keep them all. Her friends nicknamed her “Snow White” because she is slightly obsessed with feeding every hungry wild animal in her neighborhood.
 
She can often be found outside, reading or writing a juicy romance while listening to loud music under fairy lights, surrounded by plants, crystals, and wind chimes. Zara lives with her husband of 23 years, their teenage daughter, spoiled pit bull, and her very ornery cat. She spends weekends laughing on the Chesapeake Bay with her extremely loud Italian family! She dreams of moving to a place where she can walk barefoot and be on a paddleboard with her pit bull all year long.

 

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  5 Stars

Consumed By Rage by Zara Teleg is book One in A Stained Souls MC.  This is the story of Juliet and Rage.
Juliet has taken to keeping her secrets and trying to keep herself safe after a damaging past.  Rage too is someone that has a tortured past that is guarded.  Rage is part of the Stained Souls Motorcycle Club and MMA fighter.  Both have been hurt but they see something in each other that draws them to the other. 
I really enjoyed their story and hope to read more from this author and series.  

 

Something That Could Last by Ashley Cade


 
 
Title: Something That Could Last
Series: Wild Hearts #1
Author: Ashley Cade
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 9, 2019

Blurb

They say opposites attract. I never believed that until I met Abby.
 
I was an Ivy League student, the eldest son of an affluent family, living a life of luxury and rubbing elbows with D.C.'s elite. Sounds great, right? Too bad prestige comes with a price.
 
When the expectations became too much, I decided to escape to the hills of West Virginia with my best friend for a summer of fun, some R & R and a little white water rafting. I wanted to lose myself in the outdoors, but instead found Abby. A petite waitress and all around spitfire, she knocked me off my game, making me want more than the casual, no strings attached relationships I was used to.
 
To me, she's not just another summer fling. She's something that could last.

 


 
 
 
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Excerpt
 
Once inside, we head for the bar. The floor beneath my feet vibrates with the heavy bass thumping through the sound system. Jacob turns to me, and though I can see his lips moving, I can’t hear what he says over the din of too loud music blasting from the speakers.

 
“What?” I yell back.
 
He leans down, his mouth a mere inch from my ear, and I breathe in his intoxicating smell. I close my eyes and bask in his heady, masculine scent and the sound of his smooth, deep voice. Our bodies are so close, but not quite touching. Every cell in my body is on high alert, anticipation of physical contact consuming my senses.
 
“So, how about that shot of whiskey?” he asks with the sexy timbre that makes my stomach clench and my pulse accelerate.
 
“That sounds great.” I’m going to need some liquid courage for this.
 
Jacob orders me a shot of Crown and I immediately down it in one gulp, earning a chuckle from him. I'm going to need another just to still my nerves.
 
“Maybe I should've gotten you a double.”
 
I swallow nervously and straighten my shoulders. Here goes nothing. “Maybe you should have,” I reply, attempting a seductive tone.
 
Jacob grins deviously at my sassy response and his eyes darken with desire. Heat floods my lower belly and between my thighs. He hasn't even touched me yet, and already my body is responding to him. I have never felt this way about a guy before. I'm no virgin, but desire this strong is uncharted territory for me.
 
Jacob turns to the bartender and orders me another shot, a double this time, and a beer for himself. I drain my glass in two big gulps, the smooth liquid going down easier than the cheap whiskey I usually drink. Jacob watches me over the brim of his bottle, his lips curling up on each side as he takes a swig. I reluctantly pull my eyes from his when I feel someone grab my arm.
 
“I wanna dance.” Tiffany has a cup filled with amber liquid. She's drank most of it and I hear Luke ordering another from the bartender. I hope she doesn't get so drunk tonight that we have to carry her out. It wouldn't be the first time, and it certainly won't be the last. She drains the rest of her drink and discards her cup before Luke hands her a new one.
 
“Oh, come on, dancing queen. Let's hit the floor,” I tell her. She squeals, bouncing on the balls of her feet before grabbing me by the hand and pulling me onto the dance floor. I'm already starting to feel the effects of the whiskey I consumed just a few moments ago. My mind and body relax a little as warmth from the liquor spreads through my veins. I begin to move to the music, letting the rhythm guide the sway of my hips and the motion of my arms. Tonight, the DJ is playing mostly pop and hip-hop, the best kind of music to dance to.
 
Tiff and I dance for a couple of songs as she sips her drink. At the end of the second song, I glance over my shoulder to find the guys leaned up against the bar watching us, a bottle of beer in each of their hands. Jacob's eyes burn into mine. He’s watching me intently and I can tell he likes what he sees. His intense observation of my body moving to the music sends a shiver up my spine. I wonder what his hands would feel like grasping my hips, in my hair, all over me. I tear my gaze away from him and turn to Tiff when she yells my name.
 
“I need another drink. And so do you,” she insists, pointing her finger into my chest. “Come on.” Once again, she grabs my hand and leads me where she wants me to go.
 
“Need another drink, beautiful?” Luke asks her, his self-assured grin never leaving his face.
 
“Why, yes I do. Thanks, handsome.” I'm just buzzed enough that this interaction makes me giggle. Tiff turns to glare at me, but her spirits are instantly lifted when Luke hands her another Long Island.
 
“Wow, that was fast,” she exclaims.
 
“I went ahead and ordered it when you started back this way. You looked like you needed a refreshment.” His cocky smirk is almost charming. Almost.
 
“Awwwww, you're so thoughtful,” Tiff draws out, pressing herself up against his chest. Gag! She knows he’s trying to run his game on her, and she’s encouraging him. Luke may be a player, but he just met the coach.
 
“You want another shot of Crown?” Jacob's question is a welcome distraction from these two and their very public displays of affection.
 
“Yeah,” I reply. “Oh, and just a single this time.” I'll eventually have to drive Tiff and myself home, so I need to take it easy on the booze. Besides, I haven’t eaten in over eight hours, and this top-shelf liquor is working fast. When he hands me my drink a few minutes later, I thank him and down the potent elixir in one gulp. He watches me with an intensity in those icy blue eyes that makes me feel naked and vulnerable. It's an unsettling feeling, but I kind of like it.
 
“I'm ready to dance again. Let's go.” Tiff grabs my hand and leads me back to the dance floor. There are hot, writhing bodies everywhere, and we have to shoulder our way through the crowd to make it back to our spot.
 
We're three songs in this time when I feel hands on each side of my waist. I start to turn around to see which one of these assholes is grabbing me without invitation when he leans in and speaks into my ear.
 
“Abby,” he breathes my name. This one word breaks my resolve to be a good girl and not get involved with this handsome stranger. I close my eyes and lean into him. I hear his quick intake of breath before his body molds to fit mine, the sculpted muscles of his chest and abdomen pressing against my back. He trails his fingers up my arm, leaving a searing path of heat in their wake. I can't suppress the shudder that moves through my body as a result. I am lost to his touch and all I can hope is that it never ends.

 
 
 
 
 
 
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Ashley is an author and book lover living in Ohio with her husband and two sons. She's loved reading since childhood and has always enjoyed creating characters and stories. She finds inspiration everywhere: a song on the radio, a person she passes on the street, a place she's visited on vacation. She lets her imagination run wild and her fingers do the typing.
 
 
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4 Stars
Something That Could Last by Ashley Cade this is the story of Abby and Jacob.
Jacob is the rich son of a Senator that goes to the best schools but takes a break to head to West Virginia where he ends up meeting Abby.  Abby is totally different from him and the girls that he usually runs into.  Abby is holding down two jobs to pay for her college and has only ever been able to depend on herself.  But the sparks fly and feelings become engaged. 
Enjoyed their story.  

 

THE MAN I CAN'T HAVE by Shanora Williams

 
The Man I Can’t Have (The Ward Duet #1) by Shanora Williams Release Date: May 9th Photographer: Wong Sim Model: Mitchell Wick Cover Design by Cover It Designs
 
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Blurb: It started as a simple search for a landscape designer… I wanted a beautiful backyard for my new home and my neighbors suggested I look into Ward Landscaping & Design.
The owner had no pictures of himself on his website, just a portfolio of nice outdoor sitting areas, pools, and vibrant gardens that I’d always dreamed of having.
Of course I hired him.
I expected to meet an average guy, but Mr. Marcel Ward is far from your average man. He’s handsome, and well-built, and his smile—though a rare trait—is truly infectious. He’s every woman’s dream—a handsome, older man who doesn’t mind getting down and dirty to create something beautiful all because of his passion for it.
Unfortunately that lucky woman can’t be me. Although Mr. Ward tests my limits, quickens my breath, and makes my heart skip a beat when he’s around, I’ve promised to devote myself to my husband. So why am I falling for a man I know I can’t have? What can you expect? - An Alpha Hero (who is a bit of an asshole ;) ) - Super Steamy Scenes - An Adorable Beagle Puppy - SOOO MUCH ANGST
 
 
Excerpt: “Let me know if you need anything, Marcel.”
“Sure will, Gabby.”
I grab the door handle, but not without noticing the smirk on his face.
When I close the doors, I can’t help sneaking a peek as I put my tea back in the fridge. Mr. Ward—Marcel—is standing with a shovel in hand. He stabs it into the ground, leaving it standing upright, and then he crosses one arm over the other, reaches down for the hem of his shirt, and pulls it up, right over his head.
With the sun beaming directly on him, of course he stands out. His tan skin is unmarked minus one long scar right below his right rib. He’s sculpted but not bulky, almost like he does just as much cardio as lifting to get his lean, toned appearance. His abs lead down to a sharp vee that disappears beneath his belt buckle and jeans. A few hairs jump out from beneath the buckle as he grabs the handle of the shovel.
As he snatches the shovel out, he pauses midway. My eyes travel up to find his, and it’s then I realize I’ve been staring. He narrows his eyes a bit, but a smug smile lightly tugs at the corners of his lips.
“Oh, shit!”
I back away, bumping into the nearest counter edge. When I hear one of the men yell something, I look again, glad Marcel has moved away from the windows of the doors to tend to the person. I hurry back upstairs, and this time I don’t look back, even though a small part of me is dying to see those abs one more time.
 
 
About the Author: Shanora Williams is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who loves writing about flawed heroes and resilient heroines. She is a believer that love outweighs all, but doesn't have a problem making her characters fight for their happily ever after.She currently lives in Charlotte, North Carolina and is the mother of two amazing boys, has a fiercely devoted and supportive husband, and is a sister to eleven.
When she isn't writing, she's spending time with her family, binge reading, or running marathons on Netflix while scarfing down chocolate chip cookies.
 

My Review
4 Stars
THE MAN I CAN'T HAVE by Shanora Williams is book One in the Ward Duet. This starts the sorry of Gabrielle 'Gabby' Moore and Marcel Ward.
Gabby is newly married to Kyle after a surprise proposal where she didn't feel she could say not to him. Then on to a marriage where Kyle is gone most of the time. In addition to that he isn't a very good person so she is staked with upset in her life. When trying to move forward and work on her new house she was recommend to hire the Ward Landscaping & Design. This is where we meet Marcel who is a older man (he is about 35 and she is about 25). Of course they are instantly attracted to each other but with Gabby being married makes things taboo.
This book doesn't complete their story it ends with a cliffhanger setting us up for the next installment...can't wait to read it.


 
 

 

Master of Games by Sienna Snow


 
 
 
Title: Master of Games
Series: Gods of Vegas #2
Author: Sienna Snow
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Date: May 8, 2019
 
 

Blurb
 
He was my obsession. Haunting my dreams, reminding me of my past. 
He was the one whose heart I destroyed.
Pierce Lykaios was everything I could want: captivating, cunning, and controlled. He understood my darkest desires and took pleasure in feeding my every craving.
And when I walked back into his world, it was my fault for letting the first touch lead to a second. And a third. I shouldn't have let him reawaken my need. 
Now I'm caught in his grasp with no hope of escape, unable to forget, unable to stop. 
He says this time I won't leave him. I won't forget him. And I'm afraid he's right.

 

 
 


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Inspired by her years working in corporate America, Sienna loves to serve up stories woven around confident and successful women who know what they want and how to get it, both in - and out - of the bedroom.
 
Her heroines are fresh, well-educated, and often find love and romance through atypical circumstances.  Sienna treats her readers to enticing slices of hot romance infused with empowerment and indulgent satisfaction.
 
Sienna loves the life of travel and adventure.  She plans to visit even the farthest corners of the world and delight in experiencing the variety of cultures along the way. When she isn't writing or traveling, Sienna is working on her "happily ever after" with her husband and children.

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5 Stars
Master of Games by Sienna Snow is book 2 in the Gods of Vegas Series.  This is the story of Pierce Lykaios and Amelia Thanos.  I have read the previous book, but feel this can be a standalone book if you wish to do so.
Pierce and Amelia where young and in love but they were pulled apart when someone didn't want them together.  Now about 10 years later,  Pierce never forgot or forgave Amelia for leaving him. When he learns a new secret she kept he wants to hurt her professionally.  Amelia didn't feel she had a choice all those years ago so she had to leave.  Amelia did find a older man that offered to help her and he did until he recently died.  Now Pierce and Amelia are facing each other again, sparks are still flying but they have to forgive the past to move forward.
 

 

WE WERE LOST by Michelle Heard

 
WE WERE LOST (Southern Heroes #5) by Michelle Heard Release Date: May 8th
 
 
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Blurb: Final book in The Southern Heroes Series!
I don’t play games. If I see something I want, I go for it.
After my late wife passed away, I haven’t been attracted to another woman. That’s until I come face to face with Chloe Jordaan with her sassy mouth and larger than life personality.
She’s the complete opposite of me.
I’m not afraid to commit, where Chloe’s the epitome of ‘Bad Girl.’ I’m rational and serious, where Chloe’s carefree and fun.
She keeps reminding me we’re only friends with benefits, but I can’t stop myself from wanting to make her mine.
She’s everything I shouldn’t want but turns out to be exactly what I need.
Will the South African Bad Girl ever fall for the American Alpha Hero?
   
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About the Author: Author preciously published as Michelle Horst
Michelle Heard is a Bestselling Romance Author who loves creating stories her readers can get lost in. She might have a slight obsession with alpha heroes who are not afraid to fight for their women.
 
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BEAUTIFUL EVER AFTER by Georgia Cates

 
Beautiful Ever After (Beautiful Illusions Duet #2) by Georgia Cates Release Date: May 7th
 
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Blurb: Everything in my life has changed. This woman, my paid companion, has turned my world upside down … while making it right for the first time ever.
We were brought together by need. Hers was money. Mine was companionship. And sex.
Caitriona Louden gave me the girlfriend experience. All of it. And now she’s gone.
I’m not supposed to miss her. I’m not supposed to love her. But I do. Both.
Our contract expired, and she walked away. Now my world is falling apart without her in it. Because she is my everything.
A fairy-tale romance. It’s ours to have. And this woman I’ve come to love so dearly is my beautiful ever after.
 
Excerpt: I open my office door and the woman is sitting in one of the chairs facing my desk. My eyes are drawn to the back of her long straight blond hair and my first thought is that it’s Cora. But then I remember that Cora’s hair isn’t that long. Or platinum blond.
“My apologies, Miss Morata. I’m sorry to keep you waiting.”
“Being made to wait implies that your time is more important than mine. And I assure you that my time is very important. And expensive. Ask any of my clients and they’ll tell you so.”
Her accent is strange. Is she faking a Scottish burr?
“I assure you I’m not under the impression that your time is less important than mine or anyone else’s.” I come around the chair and offer my hand. “It’s a pleasure to make your acquaint—.”
Green-brown hazel eyes. Long lashes. Nose adorned with a few scattered freckles.
Perfect. Red. Lips.
My wife.
My wife wearing a platinum blond wig?
 
 
About the Author: Georgia resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked back yet.
When she’s not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress. Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.

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My Review
5 Stars
BEAUTIFUL EVER AFTER by Georgia Cates is book Two in the Beautiful Illusions Duet Series.  This continues the story of Maxwell 'Hutch' Hutcheson and Caitriona 'Lou' Louden, so you really should read the first book 'Eighty-One Nights'.
What started out was the plan for an emotionless arrangement to benefit both Lou and Hutch.  But as we learned in the last book that came to a end after pressure was placed and a choice was made.  Lou tries to go forward and bury her feelings for him but that is just impossible.  Hutch never knew what he was missing or needed until he feel in love with Lou...now she gone.  But he isn't taking this lying down....he's fighting for her.
Loved their story! 

 

No Longer Lost Angel Payne & Victoria Blue

AVAILABLE NOW!No Longer Lost (Secrets of Stone Series) by Angel Payne & Victoria BlueGenre: Contemporary Romance Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2zp8t8t BUY THE BOOK TODAY!
 
 
 No Longer Lost follows on from No White Knight
 
SynopsisLost…Lovesick has never been in my vocabulary, but now that Maclain Stone has entered my world, I’m practically dying of heartache. And there’s nobody to blame but myself. But his brushoff has made me never want to see his sexy, smug face again.When a stalker forces me from my home and lands me on Mac’s front door—and into the warmth of his bed—I can’t avoid the truth any longer. I’m in love with him. I need him. I’m lost without him…Found…What the hell was I thinking, falling in love with a stubborn spitfire like Taylor Mathews? For the first time in my life, a woman is driving me insane with need. If I can win her back, I vow to never let her out of my sight again.Though it takes the threat of a maniac to drive her into my arms, I’m not letting opportunity pass me by, and everyone needs to learn this woman is mine—especially the woman herself. Without each other, we’re nothing. But together…We’re no longer lost.
 
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Meet the Authors
 
 
USA Today bestselling romance author Angel Payne has written for four publishing houses, and is also independently published. She loves to focus on high heat romance starring memorable alpha men and the women who love them.
 
She has numerous book series to her credit, including the Suited for Sin series, the Cimarron Saga, the Temptation Court series, the Secrets of Stone series (with Victoria Blue), the Lords of Sin historicals, and the rebranded Honor Bound series, as well as several stand-alone titles.
 
Currently, she is serving as the Vice President of Romance Writers of America’s Passionate Ink Chapter.
 
She lives in Southern California with her soul-mate husband and beautiful daughter.
 
 
 
Victoria Blue lives in her own portion of the galaxy known as Southern California. There she finds the love and life sustaining power of one amazing sun, two unique and awe inspiring planets and three indifferent, yet comforting moons. 
 
Life is fantastic and challenging and everyday brings new adventures to be discovered. She looks forward to seeing what's next!
 
 
 
My Review 
 5 Stars
No Longer Lost Angel Payne & Victoria Blue is book 9 in the Secrets of Stone Series.  This is the story of Taylor Mathews and Maclain Stone, which actually started in the previous book 'No White Knight'.  So to fully enjoy their story you may want to read that one first, if not I think you will be okay understanding what set them off.
Both Taylor and Maclain are stubborn with up bringing that was different but not emotionally different.  So both have walls and guards up and they don't let them down which adds to why they are apart.  But in this book a stalker is after Taylor full force which has Maclain dropping everything to protect his women and he going to make sure this time she knows it once he gets past her stubborn attitude. 
I am a fan of this series and of course these two writers.  They always bring hot alpha story lines with drama to keep me turning pages...loved it.
 

 

SLAY: RIVALRY by Laurelin Paige

 

SLAY: RIVALRY (Slay Quartet #1) by Laurelin Paige Release Date: June 4th

 

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Blurb Edward Fasbender is a devil.

He's my father's business rival, a powerful, vicious man who takes what he wants and bows to no one. I only took the meeting because I was curious. I thought he was going to offer me a job.

But that's not what he's after at all. His proposal is much more intriguing, and I see an opportunity. An opportunity to turn the tables and bring down the devil.

I've gotten in trouble playing these games before. I know when the risk is too great, when the stakes are too high. I know how to be cold and strong-willed and destructive. I know how to withstand dominant men with arrogant charm and rugged features.

Yet I can't resist taking on Edward.

And I can't resist the pull he has on me.

Soon I'm not so sure which side of the battle I'm standing on--if I'm the warrior meant to slay,

Or the one who will be slain.

   

About the Author With over 1.5 million books sold world wide, Laurelin Paige is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author.

She is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however.

When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.

She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.

 

 

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The Bluestocking by Christi Caldwell



You Might Be a Bluestocking If... with Author Christi Caldwell
 
In my newest novel, The Bluestocking, Gertrude, the eldest Killoran sister, has spent a lifetime being underestimated—especially by her own family. She may seem as vulnerable as a kitten, but given the chance she can be as fierce as a tiger. Her adopted brother Stephen has just been snatched back by his true father, and she’ll be damned if she relinquishes the boy to the man reviled throughout London as the Mad Marquess.
 
Still haunted by a deadly tragedy that left him publicly despised, Lord Edwin holds only hatred for the Killorans—the people he believes kidnapped his son. And not one of them will ever see the boy again. But when Gertrude forces her way into the household and stubbornly insists that she remain as Stephen’s governess, Edwin believes he may have found someone madder than himself. 
 
With every moment he shares with the tenderhearted Gertrude, Edwin’s anger softens into admiration . . . and more. It is possible that the woman he loathed may be the only person who can heal his broken soul?
 
Gertrude was such a wonderful character to write. She’s the eldest of her siblings and firmly on the shelf. She’s incredibly diverse in her strengths and in her interests and in the knowledge she possesses: it’s a knowledge that really is all-encompassing, spanning furniture-making to the care of animals to skills for surviving on the streets. In addition, she’s been responsible for educating the children in her family’s care, and what I found so fascinating is that she knows the value of education and what she’s been providing has been so important, and yet so many have failed to appreciate the power of her contributions.  
 
In honor of Gertrude, an intelligent, interesting, and ultimately irresistible heroine, I have written a short game of "You Might Be A Bluestocking If..." so you can test yourself to see what you have in common with Gertrude. 
  • You might be a bluestocking if...you have more than one cat.
  • You might be a bluestocking if...your hands are permanently ink stained from your writing.
  • You might be a bluestocking if...you have an in-depth knowledge of ancient furniture design.
  • You might be a bluestocking if…you prefer lectures to balls.
  • You might be a bluestocking if…you would rather have a book in your hands than needlework.
 
 
About the Book
 
Title: The Bluestocking
Author: Christi Caldwell
Release Date: May 7, 2019
Publisher: Montlake Romance
 
Summary
 
Gertrude, the eldest Killoran sister, has spent a lifetime being underestimated—especially by her own family. She may seem as vulnerable as a kitten, but given the chance, she can be as fierce as a tiger. Her adopted brother, Stephen, has just been snatched back by his true father, and she’ll be damned if she relinquishes the boy to the man reviled throughout London as the Mad Marquess.
 
Still haunted by a deadly tragedy that left him publicly despised, Lord Edwin holds only hatred for the Killorans—the people he believes kidnapped his son. And not one of them will ever see the boy again. But when Gertrude forces her way into the household and stubbornly insists that she remain as Stephen’s governess, Edwin believes he may have found someone madder than himself.
 
With every moment he shares with the tenderhearted Gertrude, Edwin’s anger softens into admiration . . . and more. Is it possible that the woman he loathed may be the only person who can heal his broken soul?

The Bluestocking Excerpt
 
Who was this . . . daughter of Diggory? The one few spoke of and about whom little was known.
 
Edwin pushed himself away from the door, and folding his arms at his chest, he took slow, predatory steps closer, walking a path around her. His earlier assessment in the darkened foyer of the woman had proven correct. Drab brown hair. Nondescript brown eyes. Of medium height, and in possession of a slender frame that left her cloak hanging unflatteringly upon her, there was nothing extraordinary about the last unwed Killoran. Which was no doubt why she’d not snagged herself a wealthy or powerful husband as her sisters had already done. At his lengthy scrutiny, she dared him with her eyes. And yet for her . . . ordinariness, there was a strength of spirit that radiated, casting a soft blush upon cream-white cheeks, that marked her as . . . interesting. She was interesting. He stopped abruptly. Seeing this woman in any light except the darkened one was a betrayal to his late wife and his children, both living and dead . . . and himself.
 
“I was clear with my demands. Get out now, Miss Diggory.”
 
The stubborn chit pursed her slightly too-full lips. “As I said earlier, you were less clear than you give yourself credit for,” she challenged, ignoring the latter part of his directive. My God, she is an insolent bit of baggage. “And my name is Killoran.”
 
The names were synonymous and interchangeable.
 
Edwin stopped before her so only a pace divided them. “And tell me, where was I not clear?” he purred. “Was it the part about making sure Broderick Diggory hangs, as he deserves, that was not clear?” The color bled from her cheeks. “Or was it my stated intentions for your sisters . . . what are their names? Ophelia? Cleopatra?” he asked, mocking that Shakespearean queen’s name, and the woman in front of him frowned deeper. “How . . . unfortunate it would be if their business ventures were both to fail.”
 
The young woman curled and uncurled her coarse hands at her sides. “Do not threaten my family,” she said coolly.
 
He’d hand it to her. She remained undaunted.
 
“Or what, Miss Diggory?” A muscle ticked at the corner of her right eye, but she did not rise to the bait, either. “Will you set my townhouse afire and attempt to steal my son . . . again?”
 
Her features leached even more of their color, leaving those previously blushing cheeks a ghastly grey-white. And for her earlier brave show, it was her turn to falter. “I didn’t . . .” And he celebrated that triumph over his enemy.
 
“What was that?” he barked, cupping a hand around his ear. “You didn’t what?” Destroy my life? Shatter my family? “Kidnap my son?” he settled for, refusing to voice aloud his greatest agonies before this of all women.
 
She flinched.
 
“Now leave, and tell your real brother if he violates our arrangement once more, using you or another one of your . . . sisters or his henchmen to do his work for him, I’ll take you all down.” His in-laws’ earlier recriminations flooded forward. It was just something else they’d been right about.
 
Edwin had stomped over to his desk when he registered the absolute silence—more specifically, the lack of retreating footfalls.
 
He turned back.
 
Miss Diggory jutted her chin up defiantly. “No one sent me, my lord. I am here of my own volition.”
 
He chuckled, that rusty, ill-used laugh more a growl than anything that could ever be confused with a real expression of mirth. No one came here of their own volition. As a rule, the world avoided him.
 
Shifting direction, he returned to the stubborn chit’s side, and leaning down, he placed his mouth close to her temple once more and fought the maddening pull of whatever damned perfume she dabbed behind her ears. “Do you think I’m foolish enough all these years later to believe a lie dripping off a Diggory’s lips?”
 
The young woman’s back moved up and down, an indication of her rapid breath. Of her fear. A lifetime ago, he’d have sooner chopped off his left hand than deliberately taunt a woman and take pleasure in her fear. No longer. That pathetic excuse of a man who’d gotten his wife and babe killed, and the other son snatched, reveled in this woman’s unease. “Hmm?” he prodded, and she jumped.
 
“I have no reason to lie to you, my lord,” she said calmly, and as she spoke, her breath, containing a whispery trace of honey, filtered from her lips and fanned his mouth. Another unexpectedly sweet scent, at odds with her past and name and sins. It enticed, drawing his gaze to her mouth and holding his focus there, mesmerized. “There is nothing I want, need, or desire.” She darted her tongue out and traced the plump seam of her lips. And God forgive him, his gut clenched. For even as self-loathing spiraled through him, something far worse, far more perilous and viler and more treacherous, held him in its snare: desire. “The only reason I’ve come . . . the only worry I had . . . was for Stephen.”
 
Stephen.
 
That single name, spoken aloud, snapped whatever siren’s trap she’d sucked him momentarily into. “August.” Had there ever been a doubt as to his insanity, this quixotic fascination with the woman’s slightly too-full mouth as she spoke was evidence enough of it.
 
She tipped her head, and one of the few brown strands that had managed a curl bounced at her shoulder.
 
Edwin flared his nostrils. “His name is August Rudolph Thadeus Stephen Warren, the Earl of Greyley.” He flicked a stare over her face. “You’ve no relation to him. He is His Lordship to you.” Stalking over to the front of the room, he pulled the door open. “Now that you’ve seen him”—he peeled his lip in a mocking sneer—“safely delivered to his rightful home, you are dismissed. You may leave now.”
 
Gertrude Killoran drew in a breath. “I am afraid I cannot do that.”
 
He narrowed his eyes. “And whyever not?”
 
“I’m not leaving.”
 
“I beg your pardon?” What more could she possibly want or expect of him?
 
The young woman clasped her palms before her, like a nun at the abbey. “I’m staying.”
 
Confusion rooted around his mind. “Staying?” he repeated. “Staying where?”
 
“Here.” She settled her features into a serene expression he’d have believed impossible for a Diggory. “Indefinitely,” she clarified.
 
Edwin rocked back on his heels.
 
My God, I’ve finally found someone madder than myself.
 
 
Author Bio
 
USA Today bestselling, RITA-nominated author Christi Caldwell blames authors Julie Garwood and Judith McNaught for luring her into the world of historical romance. When Christi was at the University of Connecticut, she began writing her own tales of love. She believes that the most perfect heroes and heroines have imperfections, and she rather enjoys torturing her couples before crafting them a well-deserved happily ever after.
 
The author of the Wicked Wallflowers series, which includes The Governess, The Hellion, and The Vixen, Christi lives in southern Connecticut, where she spends her time writing, chasing after her son, and taking care of her twin princesses-in-training. Fans who want to keep up with the latest news and information can sign up for Christi’s newsletter at www.ChristiCaldwell.com or follow her on Facebook (AuthorChristiCaldwell) or Twitter (@ChristiCaldwell).
 
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EVERY LAST BREATH by Juno Rushdan

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“Fast-paced, intense, and sexy—a must-read romantic suspense!” –New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cynthia Eden

Every Last Breath, a steamy and thrilling debut from Juno Rushdan, is available now!

Every Last Breath
48 hours
 
2 covert operatives
 
1 chance to get it right
 
Maddox Kinkade is an expert at managing the impossible. Tasked with neutralizing a lethal bioweapon, she turns to the one person capable of helping her stop the threat of pandemic in time: the love of her life, back from the dead and mad as hell at her supposed betrayal. Recruiting Cole to save millions of lives may be harder than resisting the attraction still burning between them, but Maddox will do whatever it takes...even if it destroys her.
 
When Maddox crashes back into Cole Matthews' life, he wants to fight back. He wants to hate her. But the crisis is too strong to ignore, and soon the two former lovers find themselves working side-by-side in a breakneck race to stop a world-class killer with a secret that could end everything.
 
The clock is ticking...
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She put on latex gloves, set out gauze and saline solution. Cleaning the wound would burn like hell. “This is going to hurt.” “When it comes to you, I’m accustomed to pain.” The sting of his words bled through her, but she didn’t let her equanimity falter. “Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.” She squeezed the saline into the wound. He gave a sharp hiss and tightened his jaw. The bullet had clipped his deltoid, but there wasn’t any damage to the axillary nerve. She tore open a packet of Celox, a grainy blood-clotting agent that didn’t burn like some others and would help him heal faster. Rubbing a little powder deep in his wound, she worked quickly to minimize his discomfort. She pressed clean gauze to it, wrapping it with a pressure bandage. “There. Should be good until we get you stitches. Lucky there’s no major damage.” “You’re pretty good at that.” He nodded down at his arm. She tugged the gloves off. “I’ve had a lot of practice.” Patching up herself and battle brothers in the field was her only hobby. No time for anything else in her life. His gaze found hers and his dark eyes held her ensnared. The dangerous edge running through him, drawing her in, had always been the backbone of the young man she’d fallen for. But the wear and tear of time looked good on him, worked in his favor. A sophisticated accessory. As did the arresting refinement of his body, hard curves and sharp angles. More tempting than ever. Brutally gorgeous. He’d been hers once. She’d give anything to have him again. For a day. For an hour. Damn, she’d take ten minutes. She caressed his cheeks, leaning into the warmth of his body. A tremble of longing shivered through the center of her, and she didn’t hide it. He brushed his knuckles over her bruised cheek. Her skin tingled, nerve endings awash in the muscle memory of his strong hands sweeping over her in the darkness, their limbs inexorably tangled, his strained breath in her ear, sweat coating their skin. The heat in his eyes burned bright and hot as a signal fire, inviting her home. The knots in her stomach loosened as new ones bunched in her chest. Old scars growing sore as a fresh wound opened. The years she’d spent piecing herself back together, trying to recover from the agonizing loss of this—while he was out in the world, alive and well all along. She swatted the thought away, not wanting anything to spoil those ten minutes. He cupped the back of her leg, caressing bare skin, pulling her closer. Her thighs quivered and her breath grew shallow. He slid his palm to cradle her head, guiding her lips toward his. The suspended moment whetted her anticipation. Her toes curled into the carpet, heart palpitating wildly like hummingbird wings in her throat. His mouth claimed hers, or hers claimed his. She didn’t know, didn’t care, lost in the shocking relief of the kiss. Like being submerged under water, fighting for air, drowning in the abyss, lungs too tight. Then busting through the surface into sunlight, gulping in a life-giving breath. That’s what it was like kissing Cole.
About Juno
Juno Rushdan draws from real-life inspiration as a former U.S. Air Force Intelligence Officer to craft sizzling romantic thrillers. However, you won’t find any classified leaks here. Her stories are pure fiction about kick-ass heroes and strong heroines fighting for their lives as well as their happily-ever-after. Although Juno is a native New Yorker, wanderlust has taken her across the globe. Fortunately, she is blessed with a husband who shares her passion for travel, movies, and fantastic food. She’s visited more than twenty different countries and has lived in England and Germany. Her favorite destination for relaxation is the Amalfi Coast, Italy for its stunning seascape, cliffside lemon groves, terraced vineyards, amazing pasta, and to-die-for vino. When she’s not writing, Juno loves spending time with her family. Exercise is not her favorite thing to do, but she squeezes some in since chocolate and red wine aren’t calorie-free. She currently resides in Virginia with her supportive hubby, two dynamic children, and spoiled rescue dogs. Check her out on Instagram, Facebook or follow her on Twitter or BookBub. She loves to connect with readers! She is represented by Sara Megibow of KT Literary. JunoRushdan
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