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Gardenia Duty


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Women’s Fiction, Military
Published: June 2019
Publisher: Gatekeeper Press

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In 1957 jobs are scarce in rural Ashland, Alabama. Bobby Higgins is facing life decisions; his family’s farm struggles and threat of the draft hangs over 18-year-old males as the Cold War rumbles in the distance. Bobby heads off to boot camp, vowing to provide for his family from his pay. Between shore and sea duty, Bobby leaves broken hearts in every port.

When his own heart is stolen by Rose, he’s shocked to learn that she comes with four daughters, a package deal he’s unsure he wants. But when Rose disappears, Bobby finds her and persuades her to marry him. Somehow they navigate their way through the trials of marriage and parenting as he fulfills his patriotic career and his promise to raise four willful daughters.

In the spring of 2004, his daughters are brought together by grief. They forge new bonds, sharing their joys, losses, regrets, and ultimately family secrets that will seal all their fates…if they can summon the courage to report for duty.



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October, 1980

She stared at the venetian blinds, blurred by tears,

gripping the hospital bed rails. They should have

been tears of joy. Her family should have been standing

in the sparsely furnished room. Should have, would

have, could have.

Suck it up, cupcake, she thought. She knew this day

would come. She had to think about what was best for…

for him. And once she had finally decided, even the excitement

of her budding career had been overshadowed. She

scanned the room through the blur, now void of the nurse

who had taken pity on her solitude. The never-ending

loop of self-recrimination flooded her brain yet again.

Funny, she thought she’d be over it by now, that somehow

the loop would be flushed—like afterbirth.

How could she have been so careless? Why hadn’t she

focused on school instead of letting herself be attracted to

Larry’s blue eyes? With that twinkle and his boyish grin,

he had relentlessly worked his way into her heart on a

girls’ night out. Eventually, walks on the beach, romantic

dinners and line dancing at The Lazy B. If she had known

his orders were only five months away, would she have

continued the romance? She didn’t let just anyone in. She

was the Master of Unavailable and The Life of the Party.

But Larry had pulled her off center and made her laugh.

She thought he’d bore her. She thought she’d grow tired

of him. But no. Damn you, Larry. The aching memories

made this day that much more difficult.

There was a knock on the thick blonde door. “Dinner

time,” the nurse said. She stared at the tray as the nurse

gently placed it on the table. She peeked under the lid and

was hit with the aroma of chicken and broccoli. Typical

hospital menu; something from all the food groups.

“Does the chef suggest a wine pairing?” she smiled

weakly. Her nurse smiled back and checked the IV bag.

There was iced tea and a little carton of milk on the fiberglass

tray, the same type served up in school when her

biggest decisions were made on a playground, or when

sneaking a cigarette on the senior lawn behind the huge

live oak.

“When can I shower?” she asked, poking at the

mashed potatoes.

“After this bag runs out I’ll take out the IV.”

Her nurse’s deep blue scrubs were adorned by a shiny

chrome stethoscope. “Can I do anything else?” Her eyes

betrayed the facade of pity for her situation. This may

have been her first rodeo, but the nurse had seen too many

of her situations. “No, I’m good. Well, not good. I mean,

you’ve been wonderful,” she fumbled.

The nurse walked back to the door, patting her feet

with a soft hand on the way. She felt the tears welling

again. How she needed her sisters. But, no one could

know. She needed to get back on track at work and put

this behind her. How the hell do you put something like this

behind you, she thought to herself. She suspected it would

always haunt her. “Please, God, give me the peace I need. I

hope you know I’m not heartless. This is for his future. I’m

still a kid.”

There was another knock on the door. As the couple

entered the room, he was carrying a fast-food bag, Taco

Bell. She carried flowers. It had to be as awkward for them

as it was for her. “You’re a lifesaver! I hope there are tacos

in that bag,” she said, with as much bravado as she could

muster. But she knew there was a deeper meaning to the

first part of her comment.

“Did y’all finally decide on his name?” she asked.



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About the Author

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Kathleen Varn’s love affair with words manifested when she turned four and taught herself to read. As she grew older, books and reading were an escape from responsibility. Eventually, Kathleen dove into journaling, which helped her find solace in the grief of a toxic relationship. Kathleen is now very happily married to her soulmate. She resides in Charleston, South Carolina, where she worked for an adoption attorney for twenty-three years. Her first novel, Ameera Unveiled, released in 2013. Gardenia Duty is her second novel.       



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The Queen by Cole Denton




Title: The Queen
Series: Sanguine #1
Author: Cole Denton
Genre: Dark Romance/Paranormal
Release Date: November 4, 2019



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Once upon a time, there was a wholesome young princess who ruled her kingdom in grace and purity…

This isn’t that story.

Octavia is a naughty, snarky, young princess that is always looking for a good time. But, in a single night, a greedy, bloodthirsty enemy changes her world forever.

Now that she’s in control, the rebellious princess is trying to escape the terrors of her past by becoming the Queen of Pleasure. Decadence and debauchery sum up the life in the world she created for herself. For being the Queen of Pleasure comes with many benefits! Her favorite one is having the choice of the fairest gentlemen in the land to be her private “playthings.” All seemed well in her kingdom of pleasurable pain.

But tragedy is about to strike a second time, forcing this hedonistic monarch to embrace her dark past, and to realize the full potential running through her veins. In order to destroy the familiar enemy who once shook her world, she will need to gather those closest to her, and learn to lean on her newest “plaything”…who is not all that he seems.

Blood is sweet, but revenge is sweeter when you’re…The Queen.



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Cole Denton is an ocean lover who finds joy in almost all physical activities. He is especially passionate about baseball and surfing, indulging in them every chance he gets.

His other passion is writing. It began at a young age and followed him through to his time at a university in SoCal where he majored in screenwriting. 

After moving to Sin City itself, Cole has put his knowledge and talent as a writer to work by pursuing a career as a dark fiction author. Cole is enjoying testing his kinky side, in pursuit of all things pleasurable.


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Absolution by LK Shaw

Will Gina and Leo finally get their chance at love?
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“Please, don’t leave me here.”
Those were the last, tearful words Gina Castillo spoke to me thirteen years ago. It killed me to go, but I was getting sucked further and further into a criminal lifestyle. I wanted more for myself. For her. So I left for the Army, knowing she’d be better off without me. Now I’m back: a better, stronger man, and Gina has grown into a beautiful woman. One who despises me. Soon I discover that all the truths I thought I left behind had been lies, and that my leaving caused nothing but heartache and destruction. Now I have to find a way to earn the forgiveness of the woman I’m coming to love.When my boss, and fellow Dominant, assigns me to be the bodyguard to a submissive, every protective instinct inside me rises. Especially when it turns out to be Gina I’m protecting. There’s nothing I won’t do for her, including destroy the enemy who threatens us both. *This book contains sensitive subject matter that may be difficult for some readers.
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The volume of the music coming from the speakers grew the closer I got, and my steps slowed. The burning in my belly amplified. Right before I entered the public space, I stopped completely, closed my eyes, and counted to ten. Then I steeled my spine and moved forward with the confidence I’d been faking for a year now. It was becoming more taxing every day, and I felt ninety-six rather than twenty-six. I scanned the room looking for my friend, boss, and fellow submissive, Bridget, but stopped short when my eyes landed on him. Leonides Xavier Marshall. A boy I loved, once upon a time, but a man I’ve hated for half my life. He turned his head, as though feeling my gaze, and his eyes collided with mine. I didn’t need to be any closer to know they were gray like the darkening sky right before a storm. As always, his stare held me hypnotized until my brain caught up, and I remembered why I shouldn’t be looking at him. About LK Shaw LK Shaw is a physical therapist assistant by day and author by night. She resides in South Carolina with her high maintenance beagle mix dog, Miss P, who should probably just have her own Instagram account. An avid reader since childhood, she became hooked on historical romance novels in high school. She now reads, and loves, all romance sub-genres, with erotic romance and romantic suspense being her favorite. LK enjoys traveling and chocolate. Her books feature hot alpha heroes and the strong women they love.
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Synopsis “Do you want to take me?” That’s what she said to me after she stepped out of the pool, skin dripping wet, her body on display to tempt me. A simple babysitting job—that’s all it was meant to be. Show her some element of the life she’d been kept from. But she couldn’t keep her pretty mouth shut when I showed her what she asked me for, and I couldn’t keep my damned eyes off her. Sofia Vico was the one woman no one touched. Forbidden. I should have stayed away. Should have done as Quinn asked and kept her safe. But I crossed the line and broke the rules. For her. “The things I could show you.“ This started out as an act of defiance against my father—a way to finally fill in the blanks I’d lived with my whole life. But the doors to the cage I’d been kept in had suddenly been flung wide open, and I wasn’t ready for the truth waiting for me. Or for Carter Wade. He was my saviour in the dark, muddied underworld I knew nothing of. A man with skills that both frightened and aroused me. And if I thought scars and guns were the worst I’d have to face, I was wrong. Murder, kidnapping, and a family torn in two was our consequence. Yet he still risked everything, including his life. For me. Temptation. Deceit. Dark. Erotic. Romance
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Charlotte E. Hart 
Charlotte is an Dark Erotic Suspense/Romance author living in the heart of the Shropshire countryside in Great Britain. She’s lived all over the UK, but finally settled in a small town that still reeks of old school England. Writing and poetry have become a revolution for the soul, and she cherishes every second that she’s sitting at the laptop tapping her way into a new character. “Life is a torrent of differences, different needs and wants, and it doesn’t always end that well. Yet we strive …” Most of Charlotte’s work is bdsm based and intended for mature audiences only.
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Rachel De Lune writes emotionally driven contemporary and erotic romance. She began scribbling her stories of dominance and submission in the pages of a notebook several years ago, and still can’t resist putting pen to real paper. What ifs are turned into heartfelt stories of love where there will always be a HEA. Rachel lives in the South West of England and daydreams about shoes with red soles, lingerie and chocolate. If she’s not writing HEAs, she’s probably reading them. She is a wife and has a beautiful daughter. For every woman who’s ever desired more.
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