My rating: 5 of 5 stars
This is a new author to me and was glad took chance to read this wonderful book. The book was written so well that it keep you on the edge of seat to make this page turner with all the action. the characters are up against some big time players that make the innocence go to killer. Hope to see more of Tom and this series. Highly recommend if you looking for difference of thriller book today #BRVL Rates this book at 5 Stars 🕵️♀️🕵️♀️🕵️♀️🕵️♀️🕵️♀️
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I’m the ancient werewolf that leads the Lunatics MC and they call me Zeus. We rule our territories in New Orleans and along the Bayous of Louisiana. My pack and my club are everything. I ride hard and I never live in the past. But some memories are hard to forget and the woman I lost still lingers in the back of my mind. When I meet Heather, I’m captivated by her beauty. Overcome with hungry desire, my primal instinct kicks in. I must possess and claim Heather for my own. Fate has other plans though. She’s powerful and deadly. And worse, Heather is the sworn enemy of my kind.
Bad relationships seem to dominate my past. I’ve just found freedom and the last thing I need is another man in my life. When I stumble into the Lunatics MC clubhouse and meet Zeus, I’m surrounded by his dangerous and supernatural energy. His pull on me is strong. I can’t deny the explosive attraction between us. The menacing biker has many secrets, and he wears them like battle scars. Weird things are beginning to happen. Will I survive the mystic force and danger that surrounds us with my sanity intact?
The Shape of Stars Unknown
Sybil Le Pyrmont
(The Aldarfall Saga, #1)
Publication date: October 15th 2020
Genres: Adult, Urban Fantasy
World domination is the least of their problems.
A STRANDED DEMIGOD. Lau of the House of Feofar, troubled and headstrong, screwed up. Royally. Now he lives out his days in exile on Earth – the very planet he once tried to exterminate.
A RUDDERLESS MORTAL WOMAN. Silver Laing leads the ordinary life of a white-collar worker. Lonely and desperately in search of purpose and new horizons, she gets more than she bargained for when she is offered a mysterious job.
A CATACLYSMIC PLAN BILLIONS OF YEARS IN THE MAKING. When a deadly visitor from Lau’s shrouded past threatens to lay the world in ashes, Silver and Lau must form an unlikely alliance against ancient and far superior forces.
An alliance with the potential to shake the very foundation of the Universe.
Shimmering new worlds?
Secrets as old as time?
Splashes of humour?
If your answer to all of the above is ‘Hell, yeah! ’then The Shape of Stars Unknown is your guy. This first book in Sybil Le Pyrmont’s new urban fantasy adventure series, The Aldarfall Saga, will take you from Germany to Tibet, from Japan to Iceland and all the way to the other end of the Universe.
‘Who’s the employer sending you halfway around the world? ’he asked, resting his chin in his hand while they climbed steeply into the leaden skies.
She did not usually disclose her occupation – or her employer – to fellow passengers. It tended to result in exhaustive conversations about everything that had gone awry with their last fifty to three hundred flights. Then again, Julian Watkins did not convey the impression of having harassment on his mind, which was why she chose to stick to candour and gestured at her surroundings.
He lifted a brow. ‘United? What do you do for them?’
‘I’m in sales.’
‘I deduce from the slight hesitation that you aren’t entirely happy with your job.’
‘Who is? ’Silver countered. She was grateful to have the job in the first place, but that did not stop her from wondering whether she was cut out to endure another thirty-plus years of corporate treadmill – not that she had a choice, what with staggering debts to repay and a deplorable lack of billionaire husbands or relatives. ‘What do you do for a living?’
Julian Watkins dropped back into his seat and gave her a challenging glance. ‘Any guesses? ’Despite the humour in his voice, Silver could not help but feel that she was being tested. She had no idea what it took to pass the test; all she knew was that for some funky reason, she wanted to pass. Which was when she usually failed. Crossing her legs, she decided to simply say the first thing that sprang to mind.
She had expected him to smirk and ask whether she had watched The Night Manager one time too many – which she had – but he remained unperturbed. ‘Exhibits to support your allegation?’
‘The way you observe, ’she said after a moment of consideration. ‘Nothing seems to escape you. Let’s see … What colour shirt is the passenger in 1A wearing?’
‘A nauseating shade of orange, ’he offered without looking at the man in question.
‘What did the flight attendant do after she closed the door?’
‘She dropped her earring.’
With a triumphant beam, Silver gave a nod. ‘I stick to my guns. Spy.’
‘You seem to be rather perceptive yourself, Miss Laing. ’His expression became thoughtful. ‘And your guess isn’t completely off, although I’m not a spy in the classic sense of the word. Picture an organisation that appreciates a certain level of vigilance.’
‘Sounds cryptic. Industrial espionage?’
He chuckled. ‘Let’s call it complicated.’
Sybil Le Pyrmont was born in Germany and was raised on the Canary Islands (that Gallic name is a pseudonym – her actual name has as much flair as a tax return). Although she now resides in Frankfurt, Germany, her heart has been beating for Tokyo ever since she spent a year in that city and discovered her epic love for all things Japan. That includes, to her acute embarrassment, the Shinagawa train station jingle she has installed as her ringtone. When Sybil isn’t writing, or dreaming of the anonymous donor who will some day gift her a house in Japan, she splits her time between her airline day job and long rants about the sunshine and the always-too-hot weather.
Sybil writes urban fantasy adventure to whisk her readers away to realms of imagination that have a distinct possibility of existing somewhere in the depths of the Universe.
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Book It: A Literary Lover’s Anthology
Publication date: November 30th 2020
Genres: Adult, Romance
IN THE REALMS OF LITERATURE, ROMANCE KNOWS NO BOUNDS.
From bookstore owners to college students, drag queens to muses, professors and erotica authors; whether in a brothel of the old west or a spaceship in uncharted territory, the stories of Book It cross genres to warm hearts.
In these pages, you’ll find sweet stories of first-time love to established couples growing closer through their love of the written word. Each author delivers a unique and diverse tale of romance and literature.
Featuring the stories of Marie Piper, Kat Ryan, K. Parr, Katey Tattrie, Sonni de Soto, Felicia Nicole Hall, J. Leigh Bailey, Trisha McKee, Stephen Sottong, Leandra Vane, Mallory Behr, CM Peters, Alexis Ames, and Aila Alvina Boyd.
A PAGE OUT OF HIS BOOK
by K. Parr
Hot Dad was back again.
With thick muscles, a neon blue Mohawk, abundant piercings, and colorful tattoos that crept down his neck and arms, he presented as exactly Max’s type—tough-looking on the outside, gooey on the inside.
From behind the cart of graphic novels he was shelving, Max witnessed the gooeyness in action while Hot Dad, in ripped jeans and a flannel button-down, played house with his daughter in the children’s area of the library. The girl couldn’t be more than four and shrieked with joy whenever her dad sampled imaginary food or helped ‘chop vegetables’. The sheer earnestness of Hot Dad’s encouragement made Max’s insides squirm like a colony of fuzzy ants.
Oh, to be treated so tenderly, to have such kindness and love directed toward him. Hot Dad was the rugged yet soft hero of Max’s beloved romance novels, and Max was the heroine swooning onto a settee.
Except unlike book heroines, Max was doomed to remain invisible. Who would notice him—a scrawny library page with thick glasses that made his eyes bug, brown curls that were always too frizzy, and drab clothes that hung off his skinny frame?
With a sigh, Max pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose and returned to his cart. Luckily, shelving afforded him the opportunity to fantasize as his body moved on autopilot. He picked up where he left off, dreaming of carding his fingers through Hot Dad’s Mohawk, of counting each piercing along his ears and lips, of tracing the tattoos and learning their meanings.
An ear-splitting squeal preceded a small projectile ramming into the back of Max’s legs, and he let out an ‘oof ’as he blinked down at Hot Dad’s daughter.
She put a finger over her mouth. “Shh! I’m hiding.” She dropped down to crawl behind his cart.
“You know, the library isn’t a playground,” Max started—his usual spiel to kids who ran around uncontrolled.
And then Hot Dad rounded the corner.
Max’s whole body flushed hot, then cold, then hot again.
SEEING THE STORY
by CM Peters
Talking in front of his students was one thing. Introducing himself to a bunch of strangers was another, even if they had something in common. Gabe Collins wiped his moist hands on his jeans; it was as if the rain falling outside came straight out of his fingers.
The book club was a new thing for him and the best way he’d thought of to meet new people. With a deep breath, he smiled to his nearest seat neighbor and lifted his head when he heard his name called out.
“Why don’t you tell us about yourself, Mr. Collins?” the club president, Mrs. Gray, asked with a smile on her lips.
He nodded, cleared his throat, and stood nervously. “Hi. I’m Gabriel Collins. Gabe. I’m… uh… I’m the new History teacher at Fairview High, and uh…”
“Good thing you’re not the dialect coach,” a female voice called out mockingly.
With a frown, Gabe scanned the small crowd to see a brunette, curly-haired woman with a lopsided smile on her face. “Excuse me?”
“Sorry, couldn’t help myself. For someone who speaks to kids all day, you sound nervous to talk to people your age.”
His shoulders slumped and Gabe let out a laugh, feeling all the tension in his shoulders evaporate. “Yeah, uh… It’s different when I’m not talking to kids.”
“Mr. Collins, this is a book club, not the United Nations. We just want to know who you are and what you’ll bring to the club.”
He nodded. “Right. So, I’m Gabe, I’m thirty-eight, I’m into fantasy, historical, and crime novels mostly. I write in my spare time, I read a lot, and I’m here to broaden my horizons.”
“There you go!” The woman let out a tinkling laugh, clutching the book on her lap.
Gabe wasn’t sure how to react to this woman heckling so he chose not to say a word. Instead, he sat back down and grabbed his notebook.
“Thank you, Mr. Collins,” the older woman said. “Welcome to Fairview’s Book Club. If you have suggestions for future books, we’ll be discussing that later, and we’ll get to this month’s book in a minute. For now, a welcome back is needed, although everyone has heard her.” She turned to the curly-haired woman. “Frankie, we’re so happy to see you here again.”
A low murmur rose in the small crowd, making Gabe frown again. He observed the young woman for a moment, seeing emotions on her face until she composed herself.
“I’m glad to hear you guys, too. I’m here for the company, I guess. I’m still learning,” she said, lifting the book on her lap.
From afar, Gabe finally understood. The book was in Braille and the woman, blind. Something came over him and he called out, “Maybe we could help?” he asked, standing.
A blush came over the woman’s skin and she turned her face toward him, tilting her chin. “Are you blind too?”
“Come on, get it out. What did you mean?” she said with a sigh.
He gave his answer a longer thought, and a soft grunt later, Gabe said, “If you let us, we could take turns reading the books to you?”
Frankie’s face closed up. “Do I look ninety?” she asked through gritted teeth, quick as lightning.
“Well, no!” Gabe replied quickly. “Never mind, I just wanted to help.” All around him, he saw averted eyes, making him a bit disheartened by this first contact with the book club.
When he moved to Fairview, Maryland, a fresh start after the end of a relationship and five years teaching on the West Coast, he thought it would be easy to blend in a small town, meet nice people, and establish relationships. This was not how he’d expected things to go during a book club.
The older woman called for attention. “So, if we get back to our musings, a nice welcome back to Frankie. We’re all happy to have you with us again and that’s why you chose the book for us this month. An oldie but a goodie, you said?”
Frankie nodded. “One of my favorites, yes. It’s from a South American author and a short novel. But since I’ve read it before… you know… I can follow the discussion when it’s time.” She held the book in her lap while lifting another book from her bag after puttering in it. “In Spanish, it’s called ‘El Cartero de Neruda’.” The cover showed a man standing by a bicycle on a cliff overlooking the ocean.
Gabe smiled inwardly. He’d read this book years ago in college from a Literature of the Americas class. The Postman had been a favorite of his from then on and he re-read it at least once a year, enough that he was on his second copy.
This is a full length, steamy happily ever after romance. This is a standalone, no cliffhanger!! Book one in The Merge Series, all titles in this series are Standalones and can be read independently.
A recently graduated nurse with a painful past. A hot nightclub owner with darker interest. Two souls destined to merge as one, can they hold on to each other when someone is out to keep them apart?
Alyssa Summers, orphaned and raised within a broken system, is a fighter. She has focused her entire life on one goal, to graduate collage and have a stable, steady career. Her job in one of Sydney’s busiest ERs keeps her busy and the last thing on her mind is love. She learned the hard way not to rely on anyone other than herself. But when her eyes are captured by a pair of emerald green ones she can’t look away from, everything changes.
The Merge is the place to go when looking to unwind and experience an exciting night out. The ambitious and driven owner Zac Williamson knows what he wants and how to get it, and right now? He wants the beautiful blonde who just stepped into his club.
When these two meet the sparks quickly explode into so much more. But are his secrets too twisted for her to accept? And even if she could, will she stay with him when she realizes that being his has put a deadly target on her back?
Merged with him is a full length instant love, steamy, suspenseful contemporary romance. This book is recommended for 18+ If you love dirty-talking alpha males and strong female leads then this is the book for you.
She currently resides in Sydney, Australia and when she is not dreaming up the latest romance she can be found spending time with her three children and her husband of twenty years, her very own real life instant-love.
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