This was was emotional read with our prince Kiran you just wanted to wrap him in a bubble and fight the fae that cursed him. Things have change the and hunt is lose and maybe their alpha can harness all that magic. we see the complex of 3 characters are trying to protect of others from their trauma this is a must read with some beautiful foxes
Sebastian Sovrano is ruthless, arrogant, and fixated on me….
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Sebastian ‘grumphole’ Sovrano is ruthless, arrogant, and fixated on me. The first time we meet at a bar I dump my drink all over him. He retaliates by following me into the ladies’ … We seem to rub each other up the wrong way every time we are in the same room. He’s arrogant, high-handed, full of himself, and… So very appealing. No way can I act on the attraction that sizzles between us, right? But I need to get custody of my daughter, And he promises to help me. Provided I pose as his wife. Only problem? I can’t resist his mean smirk, his wickedness that appeals to the darkness inside of me. But when he discovers my secret, the tables are turned. Now my fake husband is also my worst enemy…
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He holds out one of the tulip shaped glasses, and I snatch it from him. Before he’s raised his own glass, I’ve tossed mine back. The alcohol leaves a trail of heat in its wake. It hits my stomach, and a ball of heat radiates out from the point of contact. I cough as my eyes water. “Jesus, what is that? Paint remover?” I glance up through my spiky eyelashes to find him watching me with something like disdain. “What?” I sputter. “Never seen a grown woman act like a wuss?” He merely tosses his own drink back—the action is so elegant I want to lean in and follow his every move, with my tongue—then places it on the table with a controlled snap. The kind that manages to be authoritative and demanding. Bloody hell, how can one man convey all of that with such a small gesture? Out of the corner of my eye, I spot the bartender hurrying to refill his drink. Seb takes the glass from me, and his fingertips brush mine. A current of electricity shoots out from the point of contact. Oh, shit. Not good, not good. Don’t want to have this kind of a reaction to this man. “I’m not going to sleep with you. Even if you were the last man on earth,” I blurt out. A touch of humor sparks in his eyes.
“We’ll see.” He tilts his head. “You’re a little thing, aren’t you?” He frowns, as if only now noticing my lack of height. Well, I’m five-feet-four-inches, which is pretty decent, or so I’d
thought until I stood before this monster of a man. “You’re a big, mean alphahole, aren’t you?” I scoff. His jaw drops, but he recovers quickly; I’ll give him that much credit. “That’s not a word in the English language,” he says in a tone that could have chilled my grappa if I were still holding it in my hand, which I’m not. More’s the pity. I would have dumped it on him, just for the satisfaction of taking him by surprise again. “It is now,” I inform him, “and by the way, I may be small, but I pack a punch.” “Somehow I don’t doubt that.” He lowers his head until we share breath, then murmurs, “But whatever it is you’re offering, I’m not interested.” It’s my turn to gape. “What the—?” I sputter. “I’m not offering you anything. I’m not sure what makes you think—” He chuckles, the sound so deep, it seems to reach all the way to my toes. “Jerk,” I snarl. “Stop laughing at me. I don’t know who you think you are, but—” “I have to admit, your response was most satisfying.” He smirks. And damn it, that shouldn’t be so hot. And I shouldn’t still be staring at that beautiful face of his. But honestly, while I’ve only heard of men being referred to as fallen angels before, now I get where the phrase comes from. If that description fits anyone, it’s this larger-than-life guy who’s looking at me like he’s the most superior thing ever to have walked this planet. “Only because you caught me by surprise.” I poke my finger in his chest. “I’ll have you know, normally, I am far cooler and more collected.” “No doubt, it’s my presence that unnerves you,” he drawls. “It’s your presence that makes me want to leave this bar,” I retort. “No one’s stopping you.” He raises his hand in a dismissive gesture, much like the one I used on him earlier. “In fact, I’ll give you a drink to go.” He jerks his chin at the bartender. For the second time in a few minutes, I gape at him. “And I thought Italian men were such charmers.” “Only with the right kind of women,” he shoots back. “Which I am not—when it comes to you— thank god.” I pretend to wipe my forehead. “I wouldn’t be interested in you if you were the last man on this planet.” He yawns. “I believe you already mentioned that. Are you done with your childish tantrum?”
I resist the urge to stamp my foot; that would only confirm his misogynistic remark, and I am not going to validate his misplaced perception. “I’ll have a beer,” I say in a casual voice. “Eh?” A line appears between his eyebrows, marring the expanse of that gorgeous forehead. “A beer.” I stab my thumb over my shoulder. “Tell him I want a beer to go.” “Instead of grappa?” He wrinkles his nose like I’ve suddenly developed a bad smell. Not that I didn’t like the taste of it, but there’s a reason I’m asking for beer. “In fact, make it a pint. You know us Brits; we never settle for anything less.” He shoots me a look filled with disgust. “There, there, it can’t be all that bad.” I pat his chest. The heat of his body instantly soaks through his shirt to bleed into my skin. I shiver. To say the man is ripped is an understatement. I mean, I have touched walls which were less firm. Okay, maybe a tad exaggerated on my part, or not. I swear, the man must spend all of his spare time working out. He glances down at where my hand seems to have developed a relationship with the front of his shirt. “Oops, sorry.” Not. I lower my hand to my side. “Your hair…” He points to where I have piled my hair on my head. Half of it has come undone, and strands now hang about my face. The curse of having thick hair. Not to mention, the humidity in this establishment pretty much means my hair is frizzy and escaping from its messy bun. “What of my hair?” I scowl. “I’ve seen bird’s nests that are tidier.” “Such sweet compliments. Keep that up,
and I’ll be sure you have a crush on me.” He smirks. I glower up at him. The skin around his eyes creases. Then he reaches over and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. Tendrils of loathing—it has to be loathing—shiver out from where his fingertips brushed my earlobe. Someone clears their throat. That’s when I realize Theresa is standing beside us.
Meet L. Steele L. Steele loves to tame alphaholes. She writes romance stories with possessive growly men who meet their match in sassy, curvy, spitfire women 🙂 She also writes dark sexy paranormal romance as NY Times bestseller Laxmi Hariharan. Married to a man who cooks as well as he talks. She lives in London.
Series: The Diamond Empire
Author: Kathy Coopmans
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Organized Crime, Mafia, Second Chance Romance
Control is the next standalone romantic suspense in USA Today bestselling author Kathy Coopmans’ The Diamond Empire series.
My mother warned me Jolie West was forbidden. Of course, I didn’t listen. Because all it took was one look at the girl with flaming, fiery hair, and I was captivated.
Enthralled by her beauty and the blaze I saw burning behind her blue eyes.
From the first touch of her warm skin, I was burned.
That is until one conversation with my father turned my world upside down. He let me know I had family duties that I couldn’t walk away from.
I went from fire to ice and broke mine and Jolie’s hearts.
It’s what was best for her.
Me? Not so much.
My soul was lost the day I sent her away.
Vowed right there she would forever own it. Even if, she’d never know.
That was years ago when we were just teenagers. Not a day has gone by that I don’t crave her. Miss that spark that made a man like me come alive.
I thought I was protecting her until I wasn’t. Someone hurt Jolie, and I won’t rest until I find out who.
Now that she’s back in my life, I won’t let her go.
Consequences be damned, I’m finally going to claim what’s mine.
USA Today Best Selling Author Kathy Coopmans is a Michigan native where she lives with her husband, Tony. They have two son’s Aaron and Shane.
She is a sports nut. Her favorite sports include NASCAR, Baseball, and Football.
She has recently retired from her day job to become a full-time writer.
She has always been an avid reader and at the young age of 50 decided she wanted to write. She claims she can do several things at once and still stay on task. Her favorite quote is “I got this.”
And she certainly didn’t deal in sexy hockey players like Connor Smith. He was brass. He was loud. He was funny and charming and…ballsy.
Kailey was about the furthest thing from ballsy someone could find.
Connor didn’t seem to care. From the moment she’d showed up at the rink to help her friend set up a player development program for the Baltimore Breakers, he had led a campaign to win her heart.
The thing was, Kailey didn’t actually want her heart to be won, and the more Connor campaigned, the more she resisted. And…the more she resisted and argued and pushed back, the more she found out that she actually could be ballsy.
And the worst thing about that?
It made Connor campaign even harder.
About the Author:
USA Today bestselling author, Elise Faber, loves chocolate, Star Wars, Harry Potter, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team—the Sharks!—are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise changes her hair color more often than some people change their socks, loves sparkly things, and is the mom to two exuberant boys.
She lives in Northern California. Connect with her in her Facebook group, the Fabinators or email her at firstname.lastname@example.org. Connect with Elise!
How naive of me to think I’d already reached the very depths of it when fate shook my world with a crushing blow. It turns out, there are fathomless levels of pain, like a winding labyrinth of doors leading to shadowy figures and long-forgotten secrets. The kind of inescapable descent into madness that twists nightmares into reality.
What lies at the end of this obscure path I have yet to discover, but where it begins, is a place called Infernium. An asylum, feared by those in Nightshade and untrodden by the angels who’ve forsaken its many lost souls.
Some say it’s the gateway to hell.
Others believe it’s where you go when the last flicker of hope dies out.
For me, it’s where I’ve damned myself for eternity–my penance for a crime against the heavens, and home to the demons that claw at my mind.
Yet, not even they stand a chance against my dark angel, Jericho. He fears nothing. Except losing me.
The longer I remain trapped, though, the stronger this darkness inside of me grows. A duality dividing my heart between love and revenge.
Keri Lake is a dark romance writer who specializes in demon wrangling, vengeance dealing and wicked twists. Her stories are gritty, with antiheroes that walk the line of good and bad, and feisty heroines who bring them to their knees. When not penning books, she enjoys spending time with her husband, daughters, and their rebellious Labrador (who doesn’t retrieve a damn thing). She runs on strong coffee and alternative music, loves a good red wine, and has a slight addiction to dark chocolate.
“The path to power is cloaked in shadows, so if you avoid all the shadows, you’ll never learn anything.”
It’s 2090: the last outpost of freedom is the moon, the best defense against technology is magic, and the only hope for humankind rests in the hands of the Star Children. Twins Cassidy and Torr must save Earth from a ruthless enemy at a time when the only force more powerful than alien technology is magic. Moon Deeds launches the siblings’ journey across the galaxy, where they must learn their power as the Star Children, claim their shamanic heritage, and battle dark forces that threaten humankind.
The Star Children Saga follows Cassidy and Torr as they slowly awaken to their destiny as the twin Star Children, born every millennium to reconnect with the source of all life. They come to discover the sheer enormity of their task: to find our ancestors on a lost planet across the galaxy and save humanity from a spiraling descent into darkness. The powers they must wield to accomplish this task are truly frightening and put at risk everything they love.
Come along with twenty-year-old twins Cassidy and Torr, who inherited deeds to land parcels on the moon. They want to use their moon deeds to get off Earth and escape a brutal dictatorship. But first they must unlock their shaman powers. A rollicking yet poignant adventure in the not too distant future, when we have colonized the moon and nearly lost Earth to a dictatorship. Only the shamans remain free, plus the lucky ones who escaped to the moon.
Join the adventure! An addictive space opera, science-fantasy series.
“Evocative, wholesomely absorbing, and thematically rich, Moon Deeds is a must-read for all science fiction fans … Stunningly written, filled with magic, science, and intrigue, and featuring fascinating, endearing characters and a brilliant ravaged setting, this ambitious sci-fi novel is one of few books that once started are hard to put down and will make fans eagerly wait for the next installment in the series. It’s a novel that deserves to be read by every science fiction lover. Highly recommended.” -THE PRAIRIES BOOK REVIEW
“A highly recommended read for fantasy fans everywhere … There are some powerfully adult themes at play in this epic-length space opera, making the character-driven emotional plot just as important as the galaxy-wide savior story at play in the wider story arc. Fantasy and science fiction fans will enjoy the combination of alien sci-fi elements, super tech, fantasy magic, and old mythologies, which are all woven into the everyday plot with great credibility. Author Palmer Pickering handles the balance of interpersonal drama and plot progression well, and fans of series like Star Trek and Doctor Who are sure to appreciate such craftsmanship.” -K.C. Finn for Readers’ Favorite
“Intelligent, high science fiction at its finest … I found this novel to be as much a psychological thriller as it is a science fiction adventure, and the draw-in happens almost instantly. This is unquestionably one of the best books I’ve read this year and Pickering has roped in an entire family as new fans. I’d give Moon Deeds a whole bucket of stars if I could.” -Asher Syed for Readers’ Favorite
Sequel to Palmer Pickering’s award-winning Moon Deeds
“Enthralling.” – A. Muir
“This is one of the best fantasy books I’ve read in a long time.” – T. Govender
In Light Fighters, Cassidy and Torr are trying to survive on the moon while facing threats from all sides. As their shamanic heritage surfaces and they hone their magical skills, they are hunted for their power, escalating into a tension-filled game of cat and mouse.
Ridge is stuck between the sadistic Balty and the desire to control his own life. His magical gifts become entangled with those around him, pulling him between opposing forces. When his path crosses that of the Star Children, he must decide whose side he is on.
Meanwhile, we learn that while the twin Star Children are hoping to find the Star People, the Star People of Turya are desperately seeking the Star Children as well. Their stories interweave as the mythology of the Star Children unfolds.
Palmer has been writing fiction since she was eight. She received her BA in American Studies from Wesleyan University, with concentrations in Religion and Race Relations.
She currently works in Silicon Valley in the gaming industry and high tech. In addition, Palmer holds a certificate in Chinese Acupressure, is a certified solar panel installer, and studied Tibetan Buddhism with the 14th Dalai Lama.
She lives and writes in the magical redwood forest of the Santa Cruz Mountains, California.
Can he tame her wild spirit long enough to give her his child?
Kai needs a child, an heir for his fortune. But from the moment the big Maltaffian lays eyes on his intended surrogate, he instantly feels an insatiable hunger only she can assuage. If the impatient little Terran wasn’t so anxious to hurry along their conception, maybe he could make her realize she needs him too.
Haven never expected to be a surrogate for an alien, but she’s always up for an adventure. When her best friend decides to volunteer with the top-secret fertility clinic, Haven jumps in right alongside her, with both feet. Though she might be a bit of a party girl right now, she knows she might be glad one day that she took the once-in-a-lifetime chance to restore her fertility.
And the free vacation and cash bonus will be the icing on the cake.
Then she meets Kai.
At first, she’s happy to ogle the mouth-wateringly beautiful Maltaffian male, and secretly very pleased to learn that they’ll be making his baby the old-fashioned way.
But then out of nowhere, he becomes wildly possessive, snarling at anyone who comes near her, making crazy statements about sharing his fortune and his fancy life with her, and swearing he’ll never let her go back to Terra-58 where he can’t protect her.
And that’s when things at the Midsummer Fertility Center start to get weird.
Author’s Note: This Science Fiction Romance contains fictional alien solutions to infertility and depictions of surrogacy for aliens that are in no way based on human gestational carrier practices. Resolve, The National Infertility Association, is a non-profit resource for information and advocacy, and may be a helpful resource for anyone seeking support in their fertility journey.
About the Author:
Tasha Black is a USA Today bestselling author of Paranormal, SciFi & Fantasy romance. She lives in a big old Victorian in a tiny college town. She loves reading anything she can get her hands on, making up stories, and sipping pumpkin spice lattes.