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Jacked Up by Jane Henry

 

 

 

I’ll show her who her daddy is.

When daddy’s little girl comes into my repair shop begging for help, I agree.

With conditions.

I don’t want her money.
I want her.
The pretty little girl will pay off her debts… but she’ll have to get her hands a little dirty.

A standalone novel in the Hard n’ Dirty series

 

Tanya

I pull out my compact mirror and purse my lips, checking my makeup. Hair is in place, too-short dress wrinkle-free, just enough cleavage showing.
Eyes ready to go all puppy dog when the time is right.
I’ve spent two sleepless nights perusing the web, trying to find a classic car repair shop that could do what I need them to. This place, thank God only a short drive from my home in Manhattan, fits the bill. Reviewers say it’s excellent, and they turn out top-quality work. The only bad reviews mention the repair shop owner and the shop itself. They say he’s grumpy and irritable, and other reviews say the shop needs a good, thorough clean. So I’ve prepared myself: bottle of instant hand sanitizer in my purse, check. Black dress that won’t show any stains if I come into contact with anything in the shop, check. Perfect smile in place so I can charm the grumpy owner, check.
My hands are sweaty, my stomach in knots. I’ve never done anything like this in my life. Hell, I hardly even know how to park. I’m used to valets and escorts and rarely have to do something so… normal… as driving to a repair shop and parking my car. Yeah, maybe I’ve been a little sheltered.
It isn’t the newness of the experience that makes me nervous, but how desperate I am for them to say yes, they’ll help me.
I inhale deeply. Stand up tall. Exude confidence and aplomb, my mom told me. Appearances are everything. As soon as I could walk on two legs, she began teaching me how to walk with my shoulders pulled back, my spine straightened, like we were in some sort of marching band. I learned, though. How to walk with dignity, dress with pride, and present myself as Tanya Hayes, Daughter of Raymond and Sasha Hayes. Heiress to the Hayes Family Automotives Legacy.
I was kept out of the public eye as a child, hidden from the publicity and attention my father and mother received . The little princess. So fortunately, when I go about my business, people rarely know who I am. I’m not easily recognizable.
I’m hoping that’s the case today. Hell, everything’s sort of banking on it.
I grit my teeth as I walk on these killer heels to my destination. I see the shop from a distance, and recognize it immediately from the pictures I saw online. Gleaming chrome accents the window frames, enormous picture windows displaying a beautiful car in candy-apple red. It’s all a little like I’ve stepped back in time, to a simpler place, like if I push open the doors to that shop I’ll be able to sit on a stool and order a drink from an old-fashioned soda fountain.
The cars are all lined up, and these are not the little beaters and rusty, ancient things I saw at some other shops. These are the real deals. Mint condition. Exclusive. Gorgeous.
I have no idea what most of the names for the cars are. I don’t care what the names are. All I care about is finding someone who can help me.
I push open the door and enter, forgetting my plan on being all put-together and professional. I can’t help but wrinkle up my nose when the pungent scent of oil and grease fills my senses. It’s pretty from the outside, but the reviews were right. The inside of this place needs some serious attention.
It’s vacant in here, and I look around for some sort of bell or something I can ring to get someone’s attention, but there’s nothing. Against one wall is a glass display of books that catches my attention. Curious, I walk over and look at the titles. They’re vintage covers featuring classic cars, but half of them look like pin-up posters with half-naked women gracing the cover. Interesting.
Another display case to the left houses miniature replicas of classic cars. I have to admit, they’re beautiful. Canary yellow, robin’s egg blue, and cherry red, black and silver with gleaming windshields. And the attention to detail astounds me. They’re not behind the glass like the books, so I reach out and run a finger along one edge. As soon as my finger glides along the edge of a pretty black racecar, a door jangles open and I nearly jump out of my skin. I feel like a kid caught red-handed with her hand in the cookie jar. Something tells me I’m not supposed to touch these little cars. I swivel around and put my hands behind my back like I’m totally innocent. I’m not expecting what I see.
Behind me is a guy wiping his hands on a dirty rag. He stands behind the desk, but he’s so tall and broad I can see him clearly. He’s got dark brown, longish hair slicked back, and a thick, dark beard. He’s wearing a short-sleeved black t-shirt that stretches tight against his chest, revealing muscled arms completely covered in tattoos. I don’t want to stare, so I only look quickly. There are skulls and flowers, the flowers being the only color in a sea of black. His eyes pierce me in place with a stern but curious look, and an instant throb pulses low in my belly.
My pulse quickens. He’s got an immediate vibe of danger. My breath catches.
Day-um.
He’s not my type. He’s so not my type.
Then why do I feel all nervous and lightheaded? Why are my palms sweaty? My heart tip-taps a crazy beat.
“Hi,” I say as cheerfully as I can, swallowing hard. “I’m looking for the owner of this shop.” This has to be one of the guys who works for him. This man doesn’t look like the crotchety owner described in those reviews online. The owner has to be old and gray and grumpy.
Hellllo, stranger.
The man finishes wiping his hands and places the rag on the top. “Alright,” he says. His voice is deep and growly like he gargles with whiskey and cigarettes, but his eyes twinkle a little. “When I fetch him, who do I say’s askin’ for him?”
“I—please tell him—Felicia is here,” I stammer, totally unprepared for this. My voice sounds weirdly high-pitched and squeaky because I’m a terrible liar, but he can’t know my real name. He cocks a brow at me that’s more than curious. There’s an undercurrent of correction in it that makes my throat tighten. He knows. God, I’m awful at lying.
“Got it,” he says, his eyes shuttering. I must’ve imagined a spark of friendliness there. His jaw clenches and his lip thin as he pushes the rag on the counter and goes into the shop. I gasp for a breath I didn’t even know I was holding. The door jangles with a bell and shuts behind him with an ominous click.
The minutes tick by. Where the hell is he? I glance nervously at my phone, but it doesn’t give me any answers. Did I make a mistake coming here? God. I straighten out my skirt and look longingly at the line-up of the replicas. I want to touch them again.
Seconds turn into minutes. Easily ten minutes later, the door to the shop opens, and the same guy walks in. I look at him quizzically. Where’s the owner? I’m growing impatient now. I have things to do, and this is a waste of my time. He walks over to me and extends his hand. What the hell? I stare and finally take his hand. It’s rough, large, and warm. I swallow hard.
“Nice to meet you, Felicia,” he says, though his voice is rough and tight. He’s anything but pleased to meet me, and that gets my hackles up. Has he already judged me?
“What brings you here?” he asks.
“I was hoping to meet the owner,” I say through tight lips. “I need to speak to him regarding a very important matter. Crucial, really, and extremely time-sensitive.”
He releases my hand to cross his arms on his chest, making his biceps bulge. I swear to God the skull tattoo is glaring right at me, like some sort of omen. Is that why he has it? I blink and try to keep calm.
“Name’s Levi DeRocco,” he says, his voice rough like sandpaper. “I’m the shop owner. Now I’m going to ask you one final time, what brings you here?” I quake at the tone of his voice, my errand making me nervous as hell. One final time?
God I should’ve known he was the owner. Then why did the reviews online mention years of experience?
“I… I need some work done on a car,” I stammer. “It’s…very important I get this work done, discreetly and promptly.”
He quirks a brow, frowning.
“Discreetly?” he barks out.
I jump, then nod dumbly.
I squirm uncomfortably under his glare. I’m not used to being scrutinized like this, and I want to leave. It was a mistake giving him a fake name. He saw right through me.
“Your car?” he asks.
Shit. I need to get this over with and get the hell out of here. “No, actually,” I say. “My…father’s.” I’m stammering like a bumbling teenager. “I was out with my…boyfriend, um, ex-boyfriend,” I amend, because I so dumped his ass, “and we had a bit of an accident. The car is in a garage and needs to be towed.
“Let me get this straight,” he says, in a voice that’s almost like some kind of animalistic growl. If lions talked, they would sound like this. God, I was stupid. This guy definitely was the grumpy owner all the reviews talk about, and here I was thinking he maybe was friendly. “It’s your father’s car. Your boyfriend totaled it. And you’re in here…why?”
“To have it fixed before my father gets back,” I explain. It’s a lot to explain, and do I even need to? “Listen,” I say, my temper rising. “Can you just tell me already if you can fix it? I don’t want to get into a lot of explanations and stuff. If you can’t do the job, I need to find someone else.”
A corner of his lips tips up. “Someone else? What kinda car is it?”
My stomach clenches. I practically whisper, “It’s a 1967 Chevrolet Corvette Convertible.”
He swears. “An L88?”
I whimper. “Yes.”
“Honey,” he says with a patronizing smile, “the next mechanic that knows the ins and outs of a 67 Chevy Corvette is 300 miles from here and booked solid until January. That car’s worth a cool two mil. You know that?”
My heart sinks. Is he joking? But no. Reviews online say this shop is worth dealing with the owner, because he knows his shit and he’s literally the only one around here who does. I take in a deep breath and let it out again. “So you’ll do it?”
The smile leaves his eyes. “I didn’t say that.” He leans over the counter. “First, tell me what the damage is.”
With trembling hands, I take out my phone and pull up the pictures. He lets out a low whistle that tatters my already-frayed nerves. I want to cry. Instead, I stifle a whimper.
The rearview mirror is smashed, the windshield cracked right down the center, and the passenger door is bent beyond recognition. The bumper dangles crazily like a maniacal loose tooth.
He runs rough fingers over his beard and pulls, then his glacial stare swings back to me. “How the fuck did you do this to such a beautiful car?”
“I didn’t do it,” I snap. Didn’t he listen at all? “My stupid boyfriend— ex boyfriend did it.”
He shakes his head. “You were with him, you let him use the car, this is on you, babe.” I blink. He might be the one with the power here, and I’m definitely screwed, but is it cool to call a potential customer babe?
He carries on. “And where’s this ex now?” he asks. “Hope you dumped his ass. Jesus Christ, only dumb fuckin’ morons damage a beauty like that.”
I’m at my wit’s end. I don’t even like my ex anymore, but this guy’s swift, and very clearly crass judgment, sets me off. No one talks to me this way. Hell, even my tutors and nannies have treated me with respect. Who the hell is this guy?
In my world, a bit of temper often gets you your way, so I haven’t even tried to quell it. And I can’t always help my temper. It might be a stupid move I’ll regret, but it’s too late.
I slam my hand down on the counter. “I’m not here to talk about my boy — argh, ex-boyfriend! I want to know, can you fix this car, how long it will take, and what you’ll charge? Please.”
He places my phone down on the counter with slow, deliberate patience, his eyes on mine, and crosses those huge, scary arms over his muscled chest, fixing me with a stern glare that is completely unfamiliar to me. No one looks at Tanya Hayes that way. I swallow and take an involuntary step back from him.
He turns away from the desk and without a word, walks over to the shop door and flips a deadbolt into place.
Click.
Still without speaking, he goes to the front door and flips a second deadbolt.
Click.
Then he takes the Open sign and switches it around to show Closed.
Oh God. What’s he going to do? Is he going to hurt me? Who the hell is he? I reach for my cell phone and don’t know I’m going to do with it, but my hands are trembling so it clatters to the floor. I cringe, bend down to get it, but Levi gets it before I do. Our hands touch, and a zing of electricity skirts up my arm. I blink in surprise, and for a moment I wonder if he’s pocketing my phone so I can’t call for help before he abducts me or something, but he gives me the phone and I stagger backward.
Scowling, he stalks over to the leather loveseat that sits against one wall with a stack of magazines featuring classic cars on the coffee table in front, and crooks a finger at me. I blink. Without a word, he points to the seat next to him.
What choice do I have?
Groaning inwardly and shaking like a goddamned leaf, I go to him.

 

 

USA Today Bestselling author Jane has been writing since her early teens, dabbling in short stories and poetry. When she married and began having children, her pen was laid to rest for several years, until the National Novel Writing Challenge (NaNoWriMo) in 2010 awakened in her the desire to write again. That year, she wrote her first novel, and has been writing ever since. With a houseful of children, she finds time to write in the early hours of the morning, squirreled away with a laptop, blanket, and cup of hot coffee. Years ago, she heard the wise advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. She sincerely hopes you also enjoy the books she likes to read.

 

 

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From Ice to Flames

Title: From Ice to Flames

Series: The West Brothers Series #2

Author: A.M. Hargrove
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 12, 2018

 

Blurb
One Rule: No More Men.
Two years ago I walked away from a marriage I
thought would last forever and all I got from it was Dick … 
and I don’t mean the one between my stupid ex’s
legs. 
I’m talking about the one hundred fifty pound
furry dog said ex dropped off at my doorstep.
But I’d take Dick
over any man, any day. 
So why did I
resemble my dog, panting and drooling, whenever I ran into Hudson West, my sexy
new neighbor?
True, the gorgeous
veterinarian was hotter than sin.
And my new roommate
only made it impossible for me to avoid conversation with a man I didn’t need.
Until tragedy struck and some jerk decided to run
Dick down.
It was hotter than sin Hudson who
came to his rescue. 
Then it became impossible to ignore him. 
It was only supposed to be a fling, a quickie, a
one and done.
We both had reasons
to keep it that way … my one rule and his five-year-old son.
Except things didn’t quite work out that way.
One turned into two, then three, annnnd you get
the picture.
Before we knew it, he gave me a lot more than
puppies and fairy tales.
And that stupid rule?
I should’ve stuck to it because now more
than my heart was at risk.

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One day, on
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soon, it would be too late to write that work of fiction she had been dreaming
of her whole life. So she made a quick decision to quit her job and reinvented
herself as a Naughty and Nice Romance Author.



Reader, Writer, #WalterThePuppy Owner, Dark Chocolate Lover, Ice Cream
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Shot on Goal by Jami Davenport

These two professional skaters are about to meet their match.
Shot on Goal by Jami Davenport is available now!

When you’re at the top, there’s nowhere to go but down.

Two talented skaters. Two bright futures. Two shining stars. One ruined by a career-ending scandal and another by a father’s ruthless ambition.

She was the darling of the winter games, winning a bronze in pairs figure skating one week after losing both parents in a car accident.

He was the future of the Sockeyes hockey team crowned the best young player in the league and heir-apparent to the hockey throne once occupied by his father.

Together they’re fire and ice, and when things get that hot, they melt. Can these two broken souls find comfort and courage in each other’s arms or will they find only pain and regret?

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USA Today Bestselling Author Jami Davenport writes sexy contemporary and sports romances, including her two new indie endeavors: the Game On in Seattle Series and the Madrona Island Series. Jami’s new releases consistently rank in the top fifty on the sports romance and sports genre lists on Amazon, and she has hit the Amazon top hundred authors list in both contemporary romance and genre fiction multiple times. Jami ranked Number Seven on Kobo’s Top Ten Most Completed Authors, an honor bestowed on the year’s “most engaging” authors based on an average page completion rate by their readers.

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Styx’s Stand by FG Adams

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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.

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F.G. Adams writes contemporary and paranormal romance about sexy alpha heroes and feisty-mouthed heroines. The wonder twins forming F.G. enjoy a healthy obsession of reading that started at a young age. Their books reflect an avid imagination that was cultivated by their grandmother who taught them the mind has no limits and to use both hands when reaching for the stars. Partners in writing, they both thrive on creating unique storylines for you, the reader to enjoy.
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Violet Souls

Title: Violet Souls

Author: Abbey MacMunn

Genre: Fantasy Romance

Cover Designer: Cora Graphics

Publisher: Tirgearr Publishing

Publication Date: September 5th, 2018

 

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Blurb:

While searching for clues to her past, shy single mum, Bree Mills discovers a subculture of aliens with supernatural abilities living on Earth.

 

And she’s one of them.

Finding herself hurled into a world of possibilities, it’s made more alluring by Quinn Taylor, the violet-eyed Evoxian from her childhood dreams.

324-year-old Quinn knows his destiny is entwined with Bree’s, but before he can confess his love, he must wait for her to sense the Akui, a mysterious force tied with ancient Evoxian law.

At a Cotswolds country manor, passions awaken and ignite a love more magical than the once-Utopian

planet, Evox. Then Fate delivers a cruel and heart-breaking blow when Bree is kidnapped by a malicious alien who wants her and her power.

Will Quinn still love her when she’s faced with protecting her half-human daughter… whatever the cost?

 

Abbey MacMunn writes paranormal and fantasy romance. She lives in Hampshire, UK, with her husband and their four children.

When she’s not writing, she likes to watch films and TV shows – anything from rom-coms to superheroes to science fiction movies.

She is a proud member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association.

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No Tomorrow by Carian Cole

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The people we love are thieves.
They steal our hearts. They steal our breath.
They steal our sanity.
And we let them.
Over and over and over again.

*********************************************

They say you never forget your first time.
Mine was with a homeless musician who effed my brains out under a bridge.

He was my first love. And fourteen years later, I still can’t get him out of my head.

He broke all my rules.
He also broke my heart.

I watched him climb to stardom, cheering him on from afar.
But I was never a fan; just a girl in love.

Like a tornado, he spiraled, leaving a path of destruction in his wake.

But love conquers all, right? It has to. Because here I stand, ravaged and ruined, needing it to be true.

You can’t go back, but I want to. Back to the bridge. Back to when he sang only for me. Before he was famous. Before he shattered my heart.

I thought I knew everything about him.
But I could not have been more wrong.

He promised me every tomorrow. And here I am, waiting.
And hoping.
Again.

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Foundations

 

Title: Foundations
Series: The Power of Three Love #1
Author: Leigh Lennon
Genre: MMF
Release Date: September 12, 2018

 

Blurb
Elliot
My career took focus in my life while trying to make a name
for myself in a male dominated field. I kept my gender under wraps until I was
able to let my expertise speak for itself. But I was knocked off my axis when I
ran into Arden, the man I had compared all men to since our one night together.
Now he was taken—by another man—a very dominant man.
Arden
The love I had for my man ran deep. But I’d never forgotten
her. From the very beginning, Daimen and I agreed to our non-traditional
life—two men loving one another until we found that woman we could claim as
ours. Now, she was standing in front of me, unaware she was a marked woman.
Daimen
I had loved my best friend from an early age. The day Arden
submitted to me, was a dream come true. That was until a sexy and sassy blonde
entered our life and turned it upside down. I see something in her that scared
me. But I would make her mine, mine and Arden’s. Claiming hatred would follow
us everywhere, Elliot fought us at every turn.
Will the three of us create our own unconventional happily
ever after or will she leave us heartbroken? 

 

 

 

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(Daimen’s POV)
I woke suddenly to Arden’s touch. “I need you so fucking
much, right now, honey.” 
Arden’s grin told me exactly what he wanted—pure fucking. I
took him by the hand and led him to the couch that was in our room close to the
foot of the bed. “Thank fuck! I told you I wanted to partake in a little bit of
voyeurism.”
“You’re a dirty man, you know, and I can’t get enough of
you.” Arden grinned. I took the lube next to the end table by our couch.
“You’re my life, Daimen. It’ll always be you and me,” he said, holding my face.
“And when Elliot is ours, my love for you won’t change, but seeing you the way
you were with her tonight will make me love you more—kind and sweet and so not
like the hardass I fell in love with.”
“Oh, you’re a sweet-talker, aren’t you?” I goaded, pushing
his body against the couch. With one thrust, his moan elicited a desire to go
deeper and explore every part of him. “You feel so good. Fuck.” My movements
increased, but I had to let loose—it was going to be one of those nights
between us. Circling one hand around him, I stroked his cock fast. My teeth
sank into his skin, a little love bite that caused him to grow against my
touch. Arden loved it rough like that.
“Mark me, bite me, hurt me—I’m yours.” The sound of rustling
sheets had Arden whipping his head back. “Um, babe, I think we have company,”
he interjected, his eyes, following the shadow behind us. 
With the thought of Ell watching me, it took me no time to
find the sweet spot in my man. With one last thrust, I came so hard, and it set
off Arden too. With both of us working through our orgasms, I brought Arden
with me as I turned to Ell. “Beautiful, you okay?” I asked, casually, in the
hopes that we didn’t send her running for the hills. “Ell, I hope we
didn’t scare you.” 
“You guys are beautiful making love to one another,” she
simply stated. “You love each other so much, that’s obvious, but seeing it like
this, wow.”
Bringing Arden into an embrace one last time and kissing him
on his neck, I let go of him, closing the space between Ell and myself. Holding
her close to my naked body, I asked, “It didn’t freak you out?”

 

Author Bio

 

Leigh Lennon is
mother, veteran and a wife of a cancer survivor. Originally with a degree in
education, she started writing as an outlet that has led to a deep passion. She
lugs her computer with her as she crafts her next story. Her imaginary
friends become real on her pages as she creates a world for them. She loves
pretty nails, spikey hair and large earrings. Leigh can be found drinking
coffee or wine, depending on the time of the day.
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The Mistakes I’ve Made

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Title: The Mistakes I’ve Made

Series: By the Bay

Author: J.L. Berg
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 10, 2018

Amazon Release Date: September 12, 2018

Blurb

 

From USA
Today
bestselling author J.L. Berg comes an enemies to lovers stand-alone
romance.
I was
waiting for my life to start…
After
forgoing college to help run the family business, I’d given up on the idea of a
different life, and finally made peace with something a bit simpler.
That is,
until Leilani Hart showed up.
There is
nothing simple about about the hotel heiress and the minute our eyes meet, I
know my carefree existence is a thing of the past. She has big ideas for our
sleepy town and the motel she plans on transforming into a spa destination for
the rich and famous.
She’ll have
to go through me first.
 
From our
first meeting, we’re like fire and ice and I can’t help but wonder what it
would be like to pin her down and melt some of those frigid layers right off.
 
But, my town comes first. Or, at least, that’s what I keep telling myself.
Unfortunately, my heart and head don’t seem to agree and soon, I don’t know
where my loyalties lie.  I’ve never believed in love, but for her, I just
might be willing to risk it all.
 
Even if it
means falling… for the enemy.

 

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J.L. Berg
is the USA Today bestselling author of the Ready series, the Walls series, the
Lost & Found series and more. She is a California native living in the
beautiful state of historic Virginia. Married to her high school sweetheart,
they have two beautiful girls and two pups. When she’s not writing, you will
find her cuddled up, watching a movie with her family, obsessing over fandoms
or devouring anything chocolate! J.L. Berg is represented by Jill Marsal of
Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.

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Infinite Blue

 

 

Title: Infinite Blue
Author: Natalina Reis

Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing

Genre: Standalone Gay Shifter Romance
Release Date: September 8, 2018

 

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Winged heart. Wild soul. Eternal
Lovers.
When a shifter
and a human are bound by fate, neither man knows if their connection will be
enough to save not only their growing love, but their lives.
Shahin Halcón has been taught that if and when he meets his soul mate, he’ll
know immediately. Always the rebel, he doesn’t believe it until the day he
crosses paths with Cai, a full-human.

Plagued by unsuccessful relationships and heartache, Cai Banes’s life is quiet
and unexciting. When he meets young and wild Shahin, his life is turned upside
down, and he’s not sure he likes it.

But neither can deny the powerful pull that draws them together.

Old secrets and ancient myths about cross-species relationships plague their
romance and threaten to put their happiness and life at risk. Will their love
for each other be strong enough to survive?

 

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Author Bio
Author of We
Will Always Have the Closet, Desert Jewel, and Loved You Always,
Natalina
wrote her first romance in collaboration with her best friend at the age of 13.
Since then she has ventured into other genres, but romance is first and
foremost in almost everything she writes.
After
earning a degree in tourism and foreign languages, she worked as a tourist
guide in her native Portugal for a short time before moving to the United
States. She lived in three continents and a few islands, and her knack for
languages and linguistics led her to a master’s degree in education. She lives
in Virginia where she has taught English as a Second Language to elementary
school children for more years than she cares to admit.
Natalina
doesn’t believe you can have too many books or too much coffee. Art and dance
make her happy and she is pretty sure she could survive on lobster and bananas
alone. When she is not writing or stressing over lesson plans, she shares her
life with her husband and two adult sons.
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