Glimmer

 

GLIMMER

 

AUTHOR: ASHLEY MUNOZ

RELEASE DATE: SEPTEMBER 14, 2018

GENRE: CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE/MC ROMANCE

COVER DESIGNER: DEE GARCIA

Ramsey 

 

I had one goal: get through this stupid year. That’s all my mother had left to live, and I wasn’t spending it anywhere else but by her side.

 

Then I met him.

 

Single father, alleged MC member, and the worlds best mini pizza maker.

 

I was playing with fire, and I should have known better than to assume I wouldn’t get burned. My goals, future, none of it mattered once his demons came to collect.

 

Jimmy

 

She’s a storm that came in quick, consuming everything in her path. I was a fool to think I wouldn’t drown. She’s too good for me. Sophisticated sass in high heels, crunches numbers for a living and wears braids in her hair.

 

I want her.

 

But I shouldn’t. I’m not good for her, not after what happened. They say that even the darkness has radiance hidden somewhere within it. Just this once, I hope that’s true because I need her to be my light. My hope. My glimmer.

Bright rays of sunshine danced across my closed eyelids. It was nice, warm, inviting. It was the kind of sunshine you’d feel closer to midday, not early morning. I cracked my eyes open and scanned the room; indeed, the white light coming in was not from the early morning sun. Shit, it had to be late. I fumbled for my phone to check the time.

“12:30? That can’t be right,” I wondered out loud while looking around my room. The “Are you still watching?” screen was still displayed on the TV from my Netflix binge the night before, and the big pile of clothes on the floor that I kept promising myself I’d go through was all lit up with the afternoon glow. Wow, I had really slept in past noon. I made a sound that came out like a scoff, or a disappointed laugh and laid back down. Screw this day and everyone in it.

I was pulling one of my large pillows over my face when I realized that my mother should have woken me up. Panic surged through me. She’d never let me sleep in this late. Cancer or not, she would always come into my room and start ‘cleaning’ if I slept past 9:30. I jumped up from the ball of blankets that I was tangled under and made my way into the hallway. I began charging towards the other side of the house, where my mom slept.

“Mom?!” I yelled through the house, hoping to hear her tender voice soothe my worry. I hated this; it felt like I just woke up in the Twilight Zone.

Shit, what if something happened? What if I could have helped her? My throat was starting to close as I thought about what could have happened to her or why she hadn’t woken me, and why I’d overslept, to begin with. I winced as I remembered last night’s disaster. I couldn’t sleep. I tried, trust me. It wasn’t like I wanted that pathetic mess running like a bad TV marathon in my head.

I was desperate to settle my mind, so I turned on The Office and drowned my sorrows in the hilarious life of Michael Scott while I ate dry Captain Crunch from the box. Sleep must have claimed me at some point because I was just now waking up and it was already noon. Freaking noon! I never had in my life slept in this long, not even after a game. The panic and concern for why my mother didn’t wake me surged back with full force and filtered into every hard-footed stomp I made towards the living room.

“Mom?” There was still no answer, but then I heard my mother giggle. I knew it was her because she did a little snort at the end. Then I heard a male laugh, not a giggle, but a deep tenor laugh, husky if you will. It made my arms erupt with goose bumps, like my body was warning me to get the hell out of there. I slowed my pace and started creeping down the hall while moving my head carefully around the corner until I could see.

The only problem was, once I was able to see, I realized too late that whoever the laughing stranger was would be able to see me as well. My mom was looking at me like I was a deranged lunatic, and my brain slowed down, and heart stopped as I took in the other face. Jimmy the Jerk couldn’t actually be sitting in my living room. Except that he was. Jimmy stopped talking to my mother and slowly stood, his blue jeans straightened, and his dark green shirt pulled tight against his chest with the movement. That color shirt matches his eyes. Shit, I shouldn’t notice that. All those tattoos were hidden by the blue zip-up sweatshirt he wore. Jimmy the Fist. I thought of what I heard last night at the bar and wondered how accurate the rumors about him were. My eyes lingered on the barely visible black scrawl that climbed up his neck. I wonder what it says? I hated that I noticed that damn tattoo again, or how he looked. I hated even more that I liked how he looked.

My mother cleared her throat while staring daggers at me. Her eyes squinted, and her lips thinned into a line. I followed her angry gaze and realized it was zoned in on my chest. I knew that look; it was the same look she gave me growing up when I

wanted to wear ripped jeans to church or a spaghetti-strapped tank. I quickly looked down at what had offended her and saw that I was wearing a neon green tank top with the letters ‘STD’ printed on the front. A hilarious college joke from the student tech department, which at the moment wasn’t funny, and I suppose neither was the fact that I had charged down the hallway in boy shorts underwear.

I instinctively pulled the hem of my tank down to cover my legs, but it caused the scoop neck of the tank to dip further. My mother’s eyes jumped to my face then my boobs. Shit, I wasn’t even wearing a bra. This was a nightmare. I glanced at Jimmy the Jerk for a second to see if maybe he was looking away or doing anything to help me through this awkward moment, but when I caught his gaze, his green eyes were boring into mine. He was standing with his hands in his pockets, feet spread apart, and his jaw locked in place. I didn’t look away; I wanted to challenge him, see how long he’d watch me. I quirked my brow as his stare roamed down the length of my body. Take it all in buddy; you’ll never see this train wreck again.

I withheld the urge to pull a Vanna White and move my hand vertically along my half-naked body, as if it were some prize. My mom moved to stand, then approached me slowly.

“Ramsey, you’re finally awake.”

I gave her a tight-lipped smile while I moved my arms to my chest, I had given up on the hemline. I refused to think about my hair, or face, or how either of them currently looked. My mother gently touched my arm as she looked back towards Jimmy. I noticed that his blond hair was neatly combed to the side, and as much as I didn’t want to admit it, he looked good—really good. I studied the way his long hair on top fell across his forehead. I wanted to push it off his face and run my fingers through it. What the hell? I hated him. I needed to remember that I hated this man. But even villains can have great hair.

Speaking of villains, I could feel my face finally catch up to the shame of being seen like this by my new mortal enemy. His stare was still cold, calculated, and frustrating. He wasn’t looking away from me or moving to leave. I could only imagine the things he thought of me now. No, I didn’t give a shit what he thought of me. I just wanted him gone, both out of my house and out of my life. The anger that was so dominant from the night before started to surface again.

“What are you doing here?” I seethed, trying so hard to keep my anger in check. I wanted to scream at him, shout, possibly throw something. Whatever it took to get through his stupid, beautiful head that I didn’t want him here. His face paled and he shifted on his feet. He seemed like he was struggling for a response.

Finally, he managed to get out, “I came here to talk to you. Could we go somewhere, uh, private, like the kitchen or something?”

I liked that he was nervous and stammering like an idiot. my Mom took that as her cue and yawned, then gently closed the space between us and kissed my cheek.

“It’s time for my afternoon nap, sweetie.” Then she looked at Jimmy and smiled bigger than I have ever seen her smile. Traitor. “Jimmy, it was nice to meet you. I look forward to seeing you again.”

He smiled back at her and nodded. “Same here, Ms. Carla, thank you for the iced tea.”

So, it was possible for him to be nice. Who knew?

Jimmy’s gaze cut back at mine, and the smile he gave my mom fell away from his lips. He watched me with a measured reluctance, like he was waiting for me to make my move. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. My arms were still crossed, and my spine was straight as an arrow. I refused to look weak in front of him. Messy, crazy, and possibly like a hoarder, but not weak. He looked down at the carpet, pulled his hands from his pockets, and placed them on his hips like he was thinking. “Ramsey, look, I’m…”

I put my hand up to stop him before my brain could even

catch up. Fight or flight, I was going to fight. I was already on edge, and since I refused to give him the chance to explain, or the benefit of the doubt, I stopped him from speaking. He would get nothing from me, not even the courtesy of me hearing him out.

“Jimmy, let me stop you there. I don’t know why you came to my house, why you didn’t take the fact that I was asleep as a cue to not come inside, and to leave me the hell alone. But I don’t want you here, and I don’t want to talk to you, so please leave.”

He looked shocked, his eyes wide and his lips parted. He had one hand on his hip, and the other out, like he was waiting for a low five or just still frozen from trying to talk. Then he began to rub his jaw. He coughed before he replied, “Look, I know I have been a bit of a jerk, but just give me a chance to explain.”

My arms grew tight as I pulled them in closer to my chest, like armor. “No thanks, Jimmy, I don’t need to hear you explain. Your actions have spoken louder than any word you could possibly utter today. I won’t go back to Theo’s, and I won’t go back to your bar. As far as I am concerned, our business dealings are done. We can both act like we never met each other, I don’t want to see you again after this. If you see me in the store, go the other way, don’t say hi to me, just leave me alone.”

I paused, looking down, and gathered what strength I had left to kick the man out. I had never been this mean or forceful with another human being before, so it all felt like a rush. I lifted my head and stared straight through him as I said, “Please let yourself out.”

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Styx’s Stand by FG Adams

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Styx’s Stand by FG Adams is releasing on September 7th!
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This is a NOVELLA that’s full of sexy times and an amazing love story!

Pete “Styx” Fuller is sworn to fight a war far from home. His orders are simple: defeat the enemy, protect his brothers-in-arms, and live to see tomorrow. But when a spirited beauty saunters into his sights, Styx knows she’ll be a guest in his bed. The hunger between them is as powerful as any directive from his command.

Savannah Brushard isn’t shy about feeding her eclectic taste in men, but there are rules. Never the same man twice, and never get involved. And while her current assignment as a nurse isn’t complicated, her desire for the devastatingly sexy soldier threatens both her career and her heart in ways she never imagined.

What happens when hunger, desire, and need control your every thought, your every action?
A hunger so powerful it consumes them both—until the unthinkable happens and she disappears.

Unstable by Kristen Hope Mazzola

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It’s finally my time…
I am an outlaw.
The proud right-hand man to the president in the Unacceptables MC.
I wasn’t prepared for the curveball life was about to throw at me. But if there is one thing I have learned from being in my organization: you have to be ready for anything.
When Ryder showed up on my doorstep, I wasn’t sure if I could handle it. I didn’t know how to be a father.
I am Holt Walsh, and this is my story.

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Bestselling author, Kristen Hope Mazzola, is a Florida native that has found herself loving a North Carolina life. She writes contemporary romance ranging from steamy romantic comedy, sexy erotica, angsty new adult, all the way to sports romance – with dirty bikers, hot military men, and swoon-worthy rockstars in between. A portion of her royalties is donated to the Marcie Mazzola Foundation.

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Runaway Dragonette

Runaway Dragonette
Dragon Planet Romance Book 1
by Lynne Murray
Genre: Paranormal Romance
 
When the Dragon King demands that Princess Verity choose a romantic
partner from 26 dragon shapeshifters, she’s not allowed to say,
“No.” But she has to. 
Verity must escape her father’s romance plans for her, but it won’t be
easy with cameras broadcasting her every move and the whole Dragon
Planet watching.
Meanwhile on Earth, Ryan, a tech industry millionaire, loves dragons more than
anything in the real world. He has moved back to his home town to run
a dragon-centered bookstore. When a portal misfire lands Verity in
Ryan’s store, the attraction is instant and irresistible.
Ryan jumps at the chance to compete to win Verity’s hand. The Dragon
King allows it. He doesn’t expect a computer nerd human to survive
a competition with fire-breathing dragonshifters.
Can Ryan win the dragon princess’s hand by defeating a pack of hulking,
jealous, firebreathing dragon men who don’t play fair? Will Verity
be able to save her true mate from death by dragon fire?
 
 
Bachelor Dragon Blues
Dragon Planet Romance Book 2
 
Can the love of an Earth woman save a dragonshifter from the
ticking time bomb inside?
The Dragon Planet hails Jevrath as a war hero for a military action that
wounded him. No one knows that spy bots invaded his wound during the
battle. They track his every move. They can kill him at will. The
only threat Jevrath knows about is the Dragon King’s vow to force
him into a planetary romance show, to publicly select a dragonshifter
mate. Jevrath refuses and heads for Earth for a vacation. Then Beth,
a human woman, walks through the door of the resort bar and his world
will never be the same.
Beth’s dream is to work with endangered species, but who knew they would be
so sizzling hot? She needs a weekend away from her lab tech job and
her lecherous boss. When she walks into the resort bar and sees tall,
dark, commanding Jevrath, her dreams seem about to come true—along
with her worst nightmares. She can have a lab of her own on the
Dragon Planet, if she pretends to go along with the televised romance
show. But her desires for Jevrath go dangerously beyond pretending.
Can the devotion of a dragon man sustain Beth in the face of 26
firebreathing dragon women who don’t mind killing for love?
 
 
Billionaire Dragon’s Secretary
Dragon Planet Romance Book 3
 
Jill is kidnapped by a lying, cheating dragonshifter and stuck on the
Dragon Planet. Romance with a dragon is the last thing on her mind.
She only wants to earn enough to pay for a ticket back to Earth, but
her billionaire dragon shifter boss sets her senses on fire, and he’s
trying to give her every reason to stay. Targon, “the Gold
Whisperer,” fiercely guards his heart and his hoard until his new
secretary, Jill arrives. Instantly he recognizes her as his True
Mate. How can a dragonshifter convince an angry Earth woman to trust
him when he doesn’t trust himself?
 
 
Get the series box set!!
 
 
Lynne Murray was born in Illinois and grew up in transit Texas, Alaska,
Florida, Washington state, and Southern California due to her
father’s work with the military. 
Lynne writes the kind of books she loves to read. Those usually feature a
lot of action, quirky characters and supernatural attitude. She just
might read anything that isn’t tied down, but some of the books that
have to be restrained also make it onto her list. Her favorite
authors include Illona Andrews, Faith Hunter, Patricia Briggs, Kim
Hamilton, Terry Pratchett and T.H. White.
She now lives and writes and stares out the window at the ocean in San
Francisco with a group of rescue cats, who rescue her right back with
heroic feats of purring.
 
 
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Art of Survival: Part 1

Title: Art of Survival: Part 1
Series: A Stern Family Saga Book 5
Author: Monique Orgeron
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Publication Date: August 23, 2018
Cover Design: Serendipity Formats

This book is so powerful, full of raw emotions, alot of sacrifices and love… This is a 10 Star read.” ~ Amazon Review

“Wow what a amazing story that will have you holding your breath through out this book. This book gives you the story we all have been waiting for.” ~Amazon Review

 
You think you know me? You think you know what I have been through?
My life, like I said before, has been written through my sons’ lives. 
But not all.
Once, there was a girl, who was left alone in this world to fight and defend herself.
She did exactly that and became,
Catherine Stern.
Becoming someone, I wasn’t, was not easy.
It came with strings that strangled every part of my old self out.
The girl I once was would have to be destroyed and replaced with a woman who would rule.
A woman who was a fighter and a survivor.
The problem is, I’m not sure I have what it takes to fight anymore battles and endure what is to come.
 

Turning away from the stone, I walk to the door, seeing the rain pouring down. It will wash away all the filth and dirt piled up in my city and make things anew. If only it could wash away my sins too. 
“There is something that I want to tell you. Since your death, I, not you, grew this family’s power. I made us unstoppable. We are bigger and stronger than you ever could’ve imagined. The little, naïve girl became the fucking Queen and she did it all without the King.”
I give my husband’s stone one more look before leaving.
“One day my fate will come but it won’t be today. Today, and tomorrow I will live. I will try to be happy. Until I take my last breath William, I won’t think of you again. Until then my love.”
With a smile on my face, I run out into the pouring rain and let it wash the day’s events off me. If only it were ever that easy.

Written by Monique Orgeron’s eldest, most beautiful, and intelligent daughter. (My sister is going to hate this part.)

My mom happens to be the most caring, loving, and stubborn person I know, well anyone knows. She gives 100% percent of herself to everyone and has given up so much of herself for my sister and I. For twenty-one years she has poured her heart and soul into making sure we know that we are loved and that we can do anything we put our minds too, but it was about time she figured that out about herself. 
 
Up until this year I hadn’t seen my mom do anything for only her, but this book has allowed her to travel the world through the pages of a book, make new friends, and feel the joy of doing something exciting. 
 
There is a new light behind her eyes and it is just making me feel more joy than she can ever imagine. While she might be annoying most of the time, I am so thrilled that she is finally allowing herself to grow as a person and not spend all of her energy on her family. 
 
It has been a long journey of self-discovery for my mom; she has gone from domestic supermom to domestic goddess throughout the process of writing. 
 
We are so very excited and proud of you! I love you as big as the world.
 
-Bria and Tony

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Taxed by Love

Title: Taxed by Love
Series: St. Fleur Novel
Author: AJ Renee
Genre: Contemporary Romance
SubGenre: Brother’s Best Friend/2nd Chance
Release Date: August 29, 2018

Love was in the air and Gabrielle wasn’t interested. Even if she was willing to risk her heart again, which she wasn’t, any man would have to get past her overbearing brother first.
 
Andrew was unashamed of his love of women… until he found himself yearning for what his friends had found—love and family. When a gorgeous woman caught his eye at a buddy’s wedding reception, he blindly followed, unable to resist her allure.
 
Their encounter was meant to be no-strings fun, but months later, Gabrielle couldn’t get him out of her mind. Andrew regretted never getting her name or number, leaving them both with only memories and unanswered desires.
 
An unexpected reunion brought the couple to St. Fleur, where trouble had been stirring for their friends and family. Can Andrew persuade Gabrielle to take a risk on a playboy? Or will tragedy jeopardize their chance at love?
AJ Renee is the author behind the St. Fleur series, Beauty Unmasked, Winter’s Surprise, Surviving Paris, and Finding Love at the Falls…. She’s a military wife and mother to three young girls. She graduated from the University of Central Florida with her Master of Science in Criminal Justice and a Bachelor of Science in Psychology while working at the library.
 
She loves to write steamy romance with suspense and a happily ever after. When she isn’t writing or interacting with her readers, you can find her spending time with her family or reading. AJ enjoys traveling, researching family history, and all things New Orleans.

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Obake Neko

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Mystery/Historical Fiction
Date Published: May 31, 2018
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It begins with a disappearance… In the waning days of World War II, the Obake Neko is the last surviving Sen-Toku—a huge secret aircraft-carrier submarine created by the Imperial Japanese Navy. As the war comes to an end, the Obake Neko sets sail back to Japan with a cargo of unimaginable value. In the chaos of Japanese surrender, the clandestine vessel and its crew vanish in the seas of the South Pacific.
Fifty-five years after the war’s end, former U.S. Navy pilot, Bud Brennan breaks into Pearl Harbor’s submarine museum in Hawaii. Bud’s son, Mike, is still raw from the death of his wife and grappling with a new career but still jumps in to help his dad. But when Bud’s antics garner the attention of the Navy’s JAG, Mike realizes his father may possess knowledge about the near-mythical Obake Neko and its fabled cargo—knowledge that is also of great value to the Japanese Yakuza. Now, Mike must scramble to learn the whole truth of his father’s decades-old connection with the legendary Japanese submarine and fight to defend his father from relentless military authorities and deadly Yakuza operatives. Even decades later, the Obake Neko and its legendary cargo are still worth killing over.
Can Mike discover the truth and protect his dad before deadly assailants succeed in silencing Bud forever?
About the Author
David Gillespie moved to Hawaii as a teenager, where he attended public schools and graduated with a BBA and MBA from the University of Hawaii at Manoa.
Gillespie has had a varied career in Hawaii’s business community. As a consultant with a University of Hawaii program, he traveled to many Pacific Island nations. His experiences in these exotic locales, along with his keen interest and research about the Sen-Toku Japanese submarines, inform and enhance his writing.
Gillespie is retired and has taken up home improvement projects, earned a private pilot license, and works on writing historical adventure novels. He continues to enjoy life in Hawaii, his home, with his family and a tuxedo cat named Tick Tock.
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The Enigma of a Widow

The Enigma of a Widow
The Widows of Aristocracy Book 2
by Linda Rae Sande
Genre: Historical Regency Romance

Having lost her husband in the Battle of Ligny, Lady Lydia Barrymore is

determined to resume her work for the Foreign Office when her

mourning period is over. She’s spent a year solving puzzles and

assembling dissected maps to maintain her skills. Her first

assignment has her perplexed, though – do what she must to help a

fellow operative recover his sanity. Although she finds the man

rather beautiful, Sir Donald has also proved most annoying.

Newly knighted Adonis Truscott returned from the Continent with a tendency

to get lost in his thoughts. His frequent episodes of staring into

space have his sister claiming he’s a candidate for Bedlam – and he’s

not about to argue. He doesn’t always remember where or when he was

when he recovers, but he remembers he made a promise, and he’s

determined to keep it. A promise to provide protection for Lydia,

whether she wants it or not.

When a puzzle’s directions require Lydia to solve it with the help of

Adonis, she discovers the man harbors secrets that may be impossible

to reveal. With her own sanity in jeopardy – a year-long mystery

involving her late husband may be more annoying and dangerous than an

errant knight – Lydia will have to piece together a solution that

suits them both in The Enigma of a Widow.

A self-described nerd and lover of science, Linda Rae spent many years

as a published technical writer specializing in 3D graphics

workstations, software and 3D animation (her movie credits include

SHREK and SHREK 2). An interest in genealogy led to years of research

on the Regency era and a desire to write fiction based in that time.

A fan of action-adventure movies, she can frequently be found at the

local cinema. Although she no longer has any fish, she follows the

San Jose Sharks. She makes her home in Cody, Wyoming. See her

upcoming books on her website: www.lindaraesande.com.

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Casstiel

 

Casstiel

By Sheri-Lynn Marean

A Dragon Kind – 52 Realms Novel

Publish Date: August 30, 2018

 

 

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As a bonded dragon shifter, Casstiel should have joined his soul mate in the afterlife when she was murdered. He did not. Fate changed the rules and tethered him to another female—a druid witch—the enemy.

 

For ten long years Casstiel lives in a haze of fury as he searches for the source of the hated connection. Only when they finally cross paths, he’s faced with a horrifying truth and finds himself protective and fiercely attracted to her. Even worse, she makes him question what it is he really wants.

 

Half human and half Fire-born, Ashara has never soared the skies or shifted into her dragon. Instead, she’s been held captive as a breeder for the Ilyium, heartbreaking more each time they take a child from her. Her only solace has been a connection to another that’s always kept her sane and warm in a cold, harsh life. When Asahra’s suddenly freed and confronted with her source of comfort; a large, sexy male who scares the hell out of her and wants her to release him, she is at a loss. As her heart awakens to a love she never dreamed possible, Ashara struggles to find her place in this new life, unsure of her desires, until a shocking discovery changes everything and may not be what anyone wants.

 

You will love this heart-wrenching tale of loss and redemption, so grab some tissues because your soul will sing as all things lead to love.

 

 

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Ashara’s fingers dug into thick muscle, holding on as tight as she could. She should be afraid of the large, wickedly-sharp talons holding her body close to the underbelly scales of the dragon carrying her through the air, but she wasn’t. Though she had no clue why. The male himself, when he was in his human form, terrified her.

Is that all? A voice taunted in her head. Okay, so he didn’t only terrify her, he also made her feel more alive than she’d ever felt in her life. Just more alive? Ashara wanted to snarl at the part of herself playing devils advocate. Yes Cass was extremely sexy, and yes he made her feel things she never thought to feel, but what female wouldn’t be attracted to him? She imagined his piercing green eyes, and his strong body, wondering what it would be like to have him as a lover.

Knock it off! Dragging her mind away from the sexy beast carrying her away from her daughter and into the unknown, Ashara wished she’d at least tied her hair back. Not wanting to loosen her grip, she cocked her head and attempted to rub the hair in her face out of the way with her shoulder.

It took twice, then she could finally see better.

She gasped, her gaze darting from one spot far below to another, trying to take in as much as possible. She should be exuberant, and part of her was despite her fear, for flying through the air like this was a most amazing experience. It certainly wasn’t one she’d ever imagined she’d be doing. Now, here she was once again, in the arms of a dragon speeding through the sky.

The first two times it had been so dark, she hadn’t been able to see much of anything. Though this time was just as unnerving, maybe even more so, considering who carried her.

A faint vibration deep inside of herself caught Ashara’s attention and she tensed up. What is that?

“It’s your dragon,” a voice filled her head, making her gasp. Then she realized it was Cass. A sudden warmth and feeling of safety swept through her, and the other, the one she’d always called beast, but had never felt quite so strongly, calmed.

My dragon … The one she’d chained, shoved deep down inside of her for the entirety of her life.

 

 

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Sheri-Lynn Marean, Author of Dracones Awakening, the first book in the Dracones series, resides in western Canada with her husband, three kids, one dog, one cat, and two fish. Sheri did not grow up thinking she would one day be an author. Instead, she grew up riding and working with racehorses, drawing and selling her animal artwork, and of course reading.

 

Sheri fell in love with reading at age twelve when she read The Black Stallion series by Walter Farley. She has not stopped reading. With a wide variety of reading interests, Sheri’s passion presently is the paranormal romance genre.

 

One day, after reading an unsatisfying book, she decided she would write her own book, with her own characters, doing what she wanted them to do. She began to type and the characters came to life in her head. She has never looked back.

 

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Roadster by #DanielleNorman

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Watch out bad boys. She’s here to kick ass. Your asses.
Roadster by Danielle Norman releases September 13th!
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BLURB:

“Here, take this, you need it.”
Those words used to mean something different to Adeline Morgan.
Once upon a time, they preceded her next high.
Now they had a deeper meaning, they were the sacred code of a whisper network of women.
Women who’d been helped by The Iron Ladies.
The wives of controlling husbands.
The partners of cheating men.
The lovers of playboys leading secret lives.
As an Iron Lady, Adeline helped them all. And she loved every minute of it.
And with each case Adeline grew jaded.
Every man had the potential to break hearts and destroy lives.
Until she met the one determined to prove her wrong.
He didn’t want to break her heart…he wanted to steal it.

About Danielle

Before becoming a romance writer, Danielle was a body double for Heidi Klum and a backup singer for Adele. Now, she spends her days trying to play keep away from Theo James, who won’t stop calling her or asking her out.

And all of this happens before she wakes up and faces reality where in fact she is a 50-something mom with grown kids. She’s been married longer than Theo’s been alive, and she now gets her kicks riding a Harley.

As far as her body, she can thank Ben & Jerry’s for that, as well as gravity and vodka. But she says that she could never be Adele’s backup since she never stops saying the F-word long enough to actually sing.

Danielle writes about kickass women with even better shoes and the men that try to tame them (silly, silly men).

Stalk Danielle!