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All the Hidden Sins

All the Hidden Sins
Jake Carrington #2
by Marian Lanouette
Genre: Mystery/Thriller
Pub Date: 7/31/2018

When it comes to crime, homicide detective Jake Carrington plays for high

stakes . . .

Assigned a missing persons case, Lieutenant Jake Carrington investigates a local Mob

boss. The trail goes cold, but the Mafioso isn’t taking any

chances, and soon the heat turns up from another quarter. Turns out

there’s more than one dangerous suspect . . .

Kyra Russell is drop-dead gorgeous and Jake is only human. But despite their mutual

attraction, Jake’s suspicion deepens when he learns about her

gambling problem—an addiction that cost her both husband and son.

Even more disturbing is Kyra’s day job. She runs a crematorium—and

it’s tied to the Mob. Now Jake will have to navigate a firestorm of

treachery to get to the truth . . .

Previously published as Burn in Hell
All the Deadly Lies
Jake Carrington #1
Homicide detective Jake Carrington takes murder personally…

The victim was bludgeoned, stripped, and left for dead. Shanna Wagner

deserves justice—and there’s no better cop than Lieutenant Jake

Carrington to find her killer. The brutality of the crime reminds

Jake of his sister’s murder seventeen years ago, and the

remorseless man responsible, now up for parole.

Then another woman is killed—and Jake goes dangerously close to the

edge. He’ll have to face his personal demons and focus his

formidable skills if he hopes to stop a vicious murderer from

striking again—and hold on to his career, and his life . . .

 

A self-described tough blonde from Brooklyn, Marian Lanouette

grew up as one of 10 children. As far back as she can remember,

Marian loved to read. She was especially intrigued by the Daily

News crime reports. Tragically, someone she knew was murdered.

The killer was never found. Her Jake Carrington thrillers are

informed by her admiration for police work, her experience in running

a crematorium, and her desire to write books where good prevails,

even in the darkest times. Marian lives in New England with her husband.

 

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Ruffles & Beaus

Title: Ruffles & Beaus
Author: Carina Adams
Genre: NA Romance/Love Triangle
Published: August 23, 2018

Every girl who dances on a pole has a story to tell, one that led her to the stage.

My last year of college was set to be the best yet. Only a few months stood between me and the life of my dreams. Until my manager was arrested for embezzlement, our department was wiped out, and everything fell apart.

I needed a job. I was willing to do anything to pay for school, hoping to simply survive. Desperate, I joined Soirée, the private party company that offered something no other did.
 
I wasn’t prepared for Roman, the boss who thought I was helpless and hated me as much as I detested him. Or, his best friend Reid, who assumed I was tougher than I was and pursued me in a way no one else ever had.
 
I never used a pole, yet I took my clothes off as men cheered. My past didn’t lead me there, though.
 
My story began with the secrets I told as I fell in love with two very different men.
And continued with the lies I weaved to keep us all from breaking.

 

I stood there, a helpless bystander, as he gave her the same grin he’d always used on the adults to get himself out of trouble when we were kids. The one that said he was sweet and innocent and could be trusted. Lying asshole. Cady responded with a slow, lazy smile of her own, one filled with promises I couldn’t even comprehend.
Not happening. My fingers locked around her upper arm and I hauled her to her feet before I knew what I was doing. “I’ve got it,” I snarled in his direction before I half dragged her up the stairs and down the hall to my room.
With every step we took she sputtered like an angry wet cat and tried to shake me off. My grip only tightened. As soon as we were in my room, with the lights on and the heavy door locked safely behind us, I let her push me away.
“What in the hell are you doing?”
“You said you were exhausted.” I lifted my chin toward the bed in the middle of the room as I dropped my suit jacket on the floor and pulled off my tie. “Get some rest.”
“There’s no couch. Where are you going to sleep?”
I had my shirt unbuttoned and on the pile before I answered. “You’re a smart girl. You figure it out.”
As I reached for the button on my pants, she nodded once. “Okay. So, I’ll be in Andy’s room.”
I lunged for her as she was twisting the handle, squishing her body between the door and me, my hands on top of hers, halting her. I hadn’t been prepared for how she’d feel. She wasn’t built like my other dancers, shorter and curvier, but I hadn’t stopped to think about how soft that would make her body. It was oddly comforting, and I wanted to sink into it and let her surround me.
Fighting whatever craziness my mind had started to manifest, I put my mouth to her ear, needing her to hear me. “If you leave this room, I will spank your ass. I’m too fucking wasted to take on every man here, but don’t think I’m too far gone to haul you back to this room, tie you to the bed, and punish you.”
Glimpses of that scenario ran through my mind, making me instantly hard. I had no idea where the thought had come from. I’d never tied any woman to my bed, or any where else, and I sure as shit had never spanked anyone in more than a playful manner. It should have disgusted me.
We must have gotten a bad bottle of booze. It hadn’t been stored right or something. Maybe one of Alistair’s loser friends laced it.
Instead of throwing her head back into my face and breaking my nose, or reacting the way any sensible woman would, Cady’s breath caught and she shivered underneath me. Not from fear or cold, but because my words had gotten to her.
She moved her head back slightly, fitting it into the spot between my neck and shoulder. Neither of us said a word. Her scent, one I didn’t recognize, invaded my nostrils. I fought the urge to turn her around and kiss her, to beg her to let me fuck her against the door for the entire house to hear.
Her breathing grew more ragged by the second and I knew that she was feeling it, this undeniable attraction. She spun, her back to the door, perfect fat tits shoving into my chest, and I couldn’t think anymore. My fist wound itself into her hair, holding her in place, as I leaned down in slow motion, almost daring her to push me away, and captured her lips with mine.
She tasted like strawberries and whiskey, her mouth warm and captivating as she gave me exactly what I wanted. It wasn’t enough. I bit her bottom lip lightly, tugging it open, so my tongue could find hers.
Fingernails traced down my bare chest, exploring. When they ran over my abs, Cady groaned as if it was the most delightful thing she’d ever touched. The sound made my dick jump. I worked hard for the body I had, pushed myself to stay in shape, so I could accomplish all the things I wanted. It was a bonus to know she appreciated the effort.
Jealousy, that she got to touch me while I was acting like a saint and keeping my hands in PG zones, hit me. I broke the kiss and stepped back, ready to strip her out of the ugly baggy clothes she’d put on and worship her body. She wasn’t fooling me. I’d seen enough during practices and the performance to know exactly what she was hiding.
In spectacular fuckface timing, Andrew chose that moment to pound on the door. “Yo, asshole. You forgot your phone. Reid’s blowing it up.”
Cady ducked and spun away from the wood, backing toward the bed, eyes wide as they darted around the room. Before I could offer an explanation, or beg her to give me five minutes to get rid of the pest problem outside our door and get back to business, the brat smirked at me. Then she began to laugh.
“Well,” she dragged her teeth over her lip making me groan inwardly, “that was a surprise. No more alcohol for us.”
Andy knocked again.
“You get that. I’m going to go to bed. To sleep.” She clarified. “And then you’re going to come to bed. For sleep. So we can get up in a few hours and pretend this never happened.”
“That’s how we’re playing this?”
“Partners don’t have sex, remember? It’s against the rules.”
Fuck the goddamned stupid rules. I hated them. I was going to rewrite the employee manual first thing on Monday.
Cady chuckled, as if she could hear my thoughts. “No, you’re not. They’re good rules. You don’t want to sleep with me. You’re just drunk.”
“I said that out loud?”
She giggled again and I couldn’t stop my own answering smile. “You did.” She moved forward, pushing me out of the way slightly, and opened the door. “Give it to me,” she held out her hand.
“Come next door and I will,” Andy’s husky voice replied as he handed her my iPhone. “I’ll give it to you so dirty you’ll be begging me for more.”
Without a reply, she backed up quickly and slammed the door in his face.  He obviously didn’t like his head attached to his body because I was going to remove it if he didn’t cut the shit.
“Here,” she didn’t wait for me to take it, but shoved the phone into my chest instead. “Call Reid. Tell him you’re too drunk to drive, that I’m not any better, and that we’re staying here. It’s been an,” her gaze settled on my stomach and her teeth scraped across her lips, “interesting first day at my new job and I’m exhausted.”
With a quick tug, her sweatshirt was over her head and on the floor, taunting me, before she face-planted herself onto the bed. “Good night.” It was no more than a mumble. The brat was out cold in seconds.
I didn’t dial Reid’s number. Or anyone else. He hadn’t been the only one who had called repeatedly. I especially didn’t want to deal with the force that was Livie tonight. Not when I was drunk and I had a hot as fuck woman in my bed.
No. Cady wasn’t hot. Cady was Ruffles, my employee. The bitter, snarky, clueless one. I wasn’t attracted to her.
She definitely wasn’t Brooke. I wanted my fiancé back. And only my fiancé.
Which is why it was perfectly safe for me to climb up onto the bed next to Cady. Friends could sleep in the same bed. The small width of the full size mattress wasn’t something I was used to, which was the only reason I threw an arm around her and hauled her back into my chest. She was soft and warm, which was why I dropped kisses onto her neck, inhaling her body spray, telling myself I loved the scent and needed to find out what it was.
It was all fine. Completely innocent. Nothing more.

 

 
An avid reader who loves epic and unconventional romance, Carina has an unhealthy obsession with Jason Statham, loves the sounds of Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson, is the crazy friend your mom warned you about, and believes one day she will go through the stones to meet Jamie Fraser. 
Carina has been writing and creating characters for as long as she can remember, allowing her to fall in love with the next man of her dreams with every new story.None of which are anything like boring Prince Charming.

Thankfully, fate stepped in and granted her the ultimate wish – a life full of men. Carina lives in a picturesque New England town with her husband, the man who ruined the thought of all others, and two amazing sons who always keep her on her toes.

 

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Ruins on Stone Hill

Ruins on Stone Hill
Heroes of Ravenford Book 1
by F. P. Spirit
Genre: YA Epic Fantasy
 
It has been one hundred and fifty years since the end of the Thrall
Wars, when the four dread Thrall Masters rained destruction down on
the land of Thac. The world has been relatively quiet since, but dark
things have started to rise around the little town of Ravenford. 
The town’s only hope lay in four newcomers: a fearless young warrior with
blades of fire, an elven wizard as deadly to his friends as his
enemies, a cynical halfling who might be an assassin, and a quiet
gnome whose very touch can heal. Together they set out to face the
creatures of darkness. Yet they soon find they are facing more than
just a few rogue monsters, for a greater force lurks behind them all.
From eerie woods to underground caves to haunted ruins, they encounter
terrifying monsters, creatures of the night, and demonic sorcery. Can
the young heroes stand against the forces of darkness, or will they
too fall prey to the evil that threatens to destroy Ravenford?
 
 
F.P. Spirit has always loved fantasy. From the moment he received his very
first copy of Lord of the Rings back in high school, he was hooked.
Today, somewhere between work and family, F. P. manages to write
sword and sorcery fantasy fiction. 
His novels,Ruins on Stone Hill, Serpent Cult, Dark Monolith, and Princess
of Lanfor are the first four books in the series Heroes of Ravenford.
The series chronicles the adventures of a band of young heroes in the
dangerous world of Thac. F.P. is currently working on the fifth book
in the Heroes of Ravenford series, The Baron’s Heart, to be released in 2018.
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Cut Free

Title: Cut Free
Series: The Sublime #3
Author: Julia Wolf
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: August 16, 2018

 

A prim and proper pianist, a sexy tattooed artist, a yellow convertible, and an offer neither of them can turn down…
 
I’ve followed the rules my entire life: what music to play, who to date, even what to wear.
 
But that’s done now. At twenty-eight years old, I’m finally ready to break free. 
 
I just don’t quite know how.
 
And then Charlie enters my life; charming, spontaneous, and hilarious Charlie. He’s a bit quirky, and nothing like I expected, and I can’t seem to stay away.
 
He offers me friendship, rebellion, and adventure, which is exactly what I need.
 
Too bad friendship isn’t all I want.
 
Friendzoned or not, Charlie has become one of the most important people in my life.
 
If only I could stop accidentally trying to kiss him…
 
   
 
 
“Julia lives in Maryland with her patient husband and three crazy beautiful kids. When she’s not writing, momming, or watching Real Housewives, she’s reading a book. Julia’s a lover of all things romance. From sweet, to funny, to steamy, to so dirty you’ll blushing for days, she reads (and writes!) it all.”
 


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Irish

Title: Irish
Series: Reed Security Series
Author: Giulia Lagomarsino
Genre: Contemporary/Security Romance
Published: August 18, 2018

Irish is flat out fun to read, keeping me laughing along with swooning from start to finish!” ~ The Red Hatter Book Blog


Holy. Freaking. Amazing… The writing style of this book was amazing. I could not believe how sucked into the book I got.” ~Seraphim Book Reviews


HOLY HOTNESS BATMAN! This book was one of my top 5 books all year!” ~ Goodreads Review (Kelsee)

Derek “Irish” Cortell. Badass close protection agent. Sexy, panty-melting smile. Superhero? There’s something strange about the men at Reed Security. When socially awkward Claire Grant works up the nerve to talk to Derek in the grocery store, it opens up a whole new world for her in which her fantasies are becoming reality. Yes, she’s a librarian. Yes, it’s quite possible she’s immersed herself in too many books, but her eyes couldn’t possibly be deceiving her. Could they? Though Claire and Derek seem to have your typical romance, there is nothing typical about Derek or the people he works with, and soon Claire will find out just how super Derek really is.
   “Not a chance in hell. I happen to like my hands wrapped around your juicy ass.”
She reared back and looked at me in horror. “You think my ass is juicy?”
   “Uh, you’ve seen it, right? It’s big and perfect for me to grab onto.”
She struggled to get down and then pushed me away and stalked out of the water. “I can’t believe you just said my ass was big,” she yelled over her shoulder.
   I stood there a minute trying to figure out what the hell I said that was so wrong. She had the most gorgeous ass I’d ever seen. Didn’t all girls want a big ass like that Kardashian woman? I ran after her and gripped onto her arm, swinging her around to see me.
   “I like that your ass is big.”
   She burst into tears and I stood there with wide eyes, wondering what I was supposed to do. There was a reason I didn’t date women. I didn’t know what the hell to say to them on the best of days. Sex was easy. Please them and they’ll be screaming your name the whole night. This…this was totally foreign to me.
   “Having a big ass is a good thing. Men like to know they have something to grab onto. Besides, we want to know that you’re sturdy enough that we won’t break you when we fuck you.”
   She looked up at me through her tears and cried even harder. “So, now I’m sturdy? Like a tree? Next thing, you’re going to tell me I have big thighs.”
   “Big? No, definitely not big. They’re thick and muscular.”
   “Thick?” She spun away from me and ran for the beach blanket, grabbing her stuff and throwing it in her bag.
   “I like that you’re not a stick,” I said, trying to fix this before I totally fucked up the rest of our day. “If I wanted a model, I would go find one. But those women are all beauty and no brains.”

 

   She sniffed and wiped at her face. “Well, I’m glad to know that I’m thick like a tree, I have a big ass, and apparently I don’t have beauty, but I have brains.”
  
I’m a stay at home mom that loves to read. Some of my favorite titles are Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Horatio Hornblower. I started writing when I was trying to come up with suggestions on ways I could help bring in some extra money. I came up with the idea that I could donate plasma because you could earn an extra $500/month. My husband responded with, “No. Find something else. Write a blog. Write a book.” I didn’t think I had anything to share on blog that a thousand other mothers hadn’t already thought of. I decided to take his challenge seriously and sat down to write my first book, Jack. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed writing. From there, the stories continued to flow and I haven’t been able to stop. I hope my readers enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them. Between reading, writing, and taking care of three small kids, my days are quite full.
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One Stormy Night: a Kissing Frogs prequel

Title: One Stormy Night: a Kissing Frogs prequel
Author: Kim Deister
Genre: Contemporary/Historical/PNR/18+
Release Date: August 14, 2018
Cover Designer: Kennedy Kelly of Cover Crush Designs

“… the plot was fresh, interesting, and kept me turning pages.” ~ A Book Nerd, A Bookseller, & Bibliophile

 

“… entertaining and fun to read. Very enjoyable read!” ~Goodreads Review

Everything happens for a reason. Even a curse…
Finneas O’Malley is not a man built for love. He could never love a woman more than he loves the adventure and danger of a life at sea, the freedom to chase the wind wherever it takes him. The lure of a foreign land, the danger of a battle at sea, the exotic lasses he beds… how could any man turn away from that?
But when Finn wrongs Siofra, all of that changes. Curses. Magic. Centuries of being beholden to a vengeful fae who wants nothing more than to destroy him. Can he find a way to break the curse? Will he find the very thing he once scorned?
I was born and raised in a tiny town in the wilds of northern New York, a pretty, little college town called Potsdam. I grew up in a family of lawyers and teachers and bucked all the traditions. Before becoming a writer, I spent a lot of years wearing combat boots in the US Army. I spent most of my time in boots working as a Signals Intelligence Analyst (no jokes!) and a linguist. I also worked as a tech writer, an entirely different kind of writing, for Corning Glass Works. Now, I’m an Army wife and a mom to four sons.  Over the years, our Army life has taken us all over the place and I have been lucky enough to work and live in some pretty amazing places.  Now we live in Hawaii, just minutes from the beach!
I am a writer thoroughly in love with words. Reading them, writing them… I love that words can take you outside of your world and let the unimaginable become imaginable. When I’m not writing or lounging on the beach, I’m probably somewhere with my nose in a book.
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Shadow

Title: Shadow
Series: Satan’s Fury MC Memphis Chapter #2
Author: L. Wilder
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: August 14, 2018

“This couple may very well be one of my favorites by this author.” -Rose Reads

 

“I have read everything from L. Wilder and I can confidently say that her writing gets better and better.” -Donna Parrott

 

“Awesome storyline with phenomenal twist. This one is a definite must read.” -Julie Jackson/Goodreads Reviewer

Even as a kid, I knew the kind of hell the world could dish out. I grew to expect the worst and learned to face it head on. When I became Satan’s Fury’s new enforcer, I knew I could handle whatever came my way—until Alex Carpenter, the gorgeous book store owner who brought color into my world of gray.
 
The club was at war, fighting an unknown enemy, and she was a distraction I didn’t need nor want. My focus should’ve been on my brothers and our latest adversary, but I felt an unexplainable pull towards her. Her beauty and innocence captivated me, and just being near her made the shadows of my past seem less daunting. Without even realizing it, I let her in, but as we grew closer, I quickly realized that her walls were even more guarded than my own. 
 
Like me, Alex had a past filled with secrets. Could our broken souls find a way to mend together, or would we remain imprisoned by our past?
I heard the loud rumble of several motorcycles approaching, and as they got closer, I noticed something familiar about one of the men. Even in the pitch black of night, I knew it was him—the hot biker from the bookstore. I stood frozen in place as he and his friend whipped past me.
A black SUV pulled in right behind them and they all parked near the front door of Newman’s. I watched in awe as he got off his motorcycle and removed his helmet. He turned to look in my direction, and as those penetrating blue eyes locked on mine, all my sense of reason seemed to just wash away. I couldn’t move. My pulse was racing, my palms were sweating, and my hormones were raging. He looked so damn good with his dark hair tousled, and it was impossible not to notice how his jeans clung to him in all the right places. I was a complete mess. No man had ever had such an effect on me. I didn’t like it. I wanted to get into my car and shake it off, but when I realized that he was leaving his two friends to walk in my direction, my mind and body just wouldn’t cooperate. I simply stood there like a total idiot.
After he finally made his way over to me, I was surprised by his furrowed brow and intense expression. He just stood there staring at me for several seconds, and having no idea what else to do, I mumbled, “It’s you.”
“Yeah. It’s me.”
“I’m sorry … I don’t actually know your name.”
“It’s Shadow.” Before I could respond, he took a quick glance around the parking lot and asked, “You out here alone?”
“Yeah … I was just about to head home.”
“You shouldn’t be out here by yourself. It’s not safe,” he growled.
Surprised by his fierce tone, I became even more nervous and started to ramble. “I’m okay. My friends are inside. We were watching the band. I’m not sure if you’ve heard of them … the Smoking Guns. They’re pretty good. Not exactly my thing. A little loud for my taste. Not the loudest one I’ve ever been to, but close. At least I had an excuse to leave early … I have a shipment coming in tomorrow morning, so I need to be at the store early. What about you? Are you here to see the band, too?”
“Not exactly.” Without giving further explanation, he asked, “Where’s your car?”
“Um … it’s right over there,” I answered as I pointed in its direction.
He leaned to the side as he looked around me and grimaced, clearly not impressed by the state of my vehicle. “That’s your car?”
“Yeah. I know it’s not much, but it gets me to where I’m going.”
Just when I thought the moment couldn’t get any more uncomfortable, Jason stepped out of the bar, and as he glared at the burly biker standing next to me, he shouted, “Hey, Alex? You okay?”
“Yeah. I’m good. I was just about to leave.” When he didn’t move, I said, “You’re going to miss the closer if you don’t go back inside.”
“You’re sure you’re okay?”
“Yes, Jason. I’m fine.”
“Okay. Don’t forget to text me when you get home.”
“I will. Don’t worry.”
Once he was gone, I turned my attention back to my biker. He studied me for a moment, his eyes lingering on my mouth for only a fleeting moment; then, without saying a word, he started walking towards my car. Having no idea what he was doing, I just stood there trying to wrap my head around exactly what was happening. He turned around and looked over at me then said, “I thought you were leaving.”
“I am.” He cocked his eyebrow as he motioned his hand towards the driver’s side door. Feeling like a complete idiot, I rushed over to him and quickly unlocked my door.
He watched me get inside and asked, “You okay to drive?”
“Yes, I’m fine.” He again stared at me for a moment like he was trying to decide if I really was okay. “Seriously. I had one beer two hours ago. I’m fine.”
“Good.”
I expected him to step back, but he just stood there looking down at me. I felt warm all over, my heart was pounding so loudly that I was certain he could hear it. I felt my face turning red, and not wanting him to see my body’s reaction to him, I said, “Your motorcycle is really something. I bet it’s awesome to ride on a night like this.”
“It is.”
“Okay, well … I guess I better get going.” With a bit of hesitation, I put my hand on the door handle and as I started to close it, I said, “Thanks for walking me to my car.”
His expression softened as he moved out of the way and said, “Be careful.”
“I will. Thanks.”
After I closed the door, I gave him a smile and a quick wave goodbye, then started my engine. As I pulled out of the parking lot, I glanced up at my rearview mirror, and a chill ran down my spine when I noticed he was still standing in the same spot, watching intently as I drove out onto the main road.

 

“Damn,” I muttered to myself.

Leslie Wilder grew up in a small town in West Tennessee. A country girl at heart, she’s always thought that life is too short, but she had no idea how short it really was until her brother passed away in 2014. She’s always been an avid reader, loving the escape only a great book can give, and wondered if she had what it took to write one of the wild romances she’d come to adore. With the support of her family and friends, she published Inferno: A Devil Chaser’s MC, one year after her brother’s death. With him in mind, she fulfilled her lifetime dream of writing. Since then, she’s completed the Devil Chaser’s Series and continued on with the Satan’s Fury MC Series. She has so many stories in her head, and can’t wait to share each and every one.
Leslie has been blown away by the support of her readers, appreciating every message, review, and encouraging word she’s received over the past year. She looks forward to continuing this journey with them for years to come.

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Reputation

Title: Reputation
Author: Dr. Rebecca Sharp
Genre: Enemies to Lovers/Rockstar Romance
Release Date: August 13, 2018

“I highly recommend this Rockstar Romance with the most delish slow burn that will have your heart in knots, flipping those pages, begging for a happy ending!” ~ Hot KU Romance-Dani

Completely and utterly BLOWN AWAY! This is my first novel by Rebecca Sharp and I am speechless! The story that she created is one of pain but also one of absolute beauty!” ~ Amazon Review (palegarreta)

Small-town girl. America’s Sweetheart. 
 
The biggest popstar in the world
 
It began with one guy and then the next. 
 
Until my reputation preceeded me.
 
Yes, I dated them – all of them. 

Yes, I also broke up with them. All of them.
 
Was it too much? The world said yes. Too many, too quickly. 
 
And my star began to flicker.
 
The world knew nothing about my life and yet, their judgement weighed on me like stone.
 
My reputation was falling faster than a shooting star and the only way to save it was with the boy who never wanted me.
 
Zach Parker was a singer, songwriter, and sexy as sin. 
 
To him, I was just the neighbor’s little sister. 
 
A pest that had grown into a famous annoyance.
 
Zach Parker wanted nothing to do with me. 
 
But he could be tempted – with a stepping stone to fame, that is.
 
The plan was simple: Childhood Sweethearts Fall in Love on US Tour.
 
The plan was to let them see what they wanted to see: our ‘romance’ blossom right in front of their eyes.
 
A romance that Zach had made painfully clear to me years ago would never exist.

I’m told that it was the only thing that could repair my image.
 
So, every night I’ll stand on that stage and give Zach my heart piece by piece, note by note.
 
We’ll give them a show they’ll never forget – and a love story that I may not survive.
 
Because who cares that in order to put my reputation back together, I’ll have to tear my heart apart?
Rebecca Sharp is a dentist and International Best-Selling author living in a small town in northeastern Pennsylvania with her husband, the love of her life. After graduating Cum Laude from Lafayette College in 2011 with two degrees (one in Business & Economics and one in French), she pursued her doctoral degree at the University of Maryland School of Dentistry. Graduating in 2015, she has since been working in her family’s dental practice that has serving the local community for over 60 years.
While she enjoys the practical and challenging academic aspects of her career and the fulfillment of providing care to her patients, Rebecca desired to pursue something more creative in her free time. Starting with her love of Jane Austen, she began writing. While she enjoys all types of books, romance novels have always held a special place in her heart. (True story: She listed a Sabrina Jeffries novel on her 8th grade summer reading list. Much to her surprise, the teacher didn’t even notice!) She has currently published numerous contemporary romance titles.
 
When she isn’t taking care of her patients or writing/publishing her next book, Rebecca loves to read, cook, draw, and snowboard. She has a small addiction to coffee and the TV show ‘Friends.’ She and her husband are avid travelers, determined to visit every corner of this beautiful planet!
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The Butcher’s Daughter

The Butcher’s Daughter
by Mark M. McMillin
Genre: Historical Nautical Romantic Adventure

In an age ruled by iron men, in a world of new discovery and Spanish

gold, a young Irishwoman named Mary rises from the ashes of her

broken childhood with ships and men-at-arms under her command. She

and her loyal crew prowl the Caribbean and prosper in the New World

for a time until the ugly past Mary has fled from in the old one finds her.

Across the great ocean to the east, war is coming. The King of Spain is

assembling the most powerful armada the world has ever seen – an

enormous beast – to invade England and depose the Protestant “heretic

queen.” To have any chance against the wealth and might of Spain,

England will need every warship, she will need every able captain. To

this purpose, Queen Elizabeth spares Mary from the headman’s axe

for past sins in exchange for her loyalty, her ships and men.

Based on true historical events, this is a tale about war, adventure, love

and betrayal. This is a story about vengeance, this is a tale of

heartbreak…

“… a pleasurable and action-packed read … a delicious spin to the

otherwise tired clichés of male captains … the joy of the open

seas – as well as the danger churning below – pulses throughout this

rip-roaring, hearty tale of the high seas.” – Kirkus Reviews

Born in 1954 in Indiana, Mark McMillin has lived in a number of states

throughout the U.S. as well as overseas. He attended Canisius College

in Buffalo, New York, focusing his studies mostly on military

history, and served as a cadet in Canisius’s nationally recognized

ROTC program. After graduating in 1976, Mark was commissioned a

Second Lieutenant in the United States Army and was stationed in Bad

Kissingen, Germany where he served with the elite 11th Armored

Cavalry Regiment.

In 1986, Mark received his J.D. degree from The John Marshall Law School

in Chicago, Illinois and began his legal career with a law firm in

White Plains, New York focusing his attention on general corporate

law. In 1994, Mark moved to Virginia and ventured out into hazardous

world of litigation where, in 1999, he won what was reported to be at

the time one of the largest and longest federal criminal trials in

Virginia’s history. Mark thereafter moved to Georgia where he resumed

his general corporate practice and served as general counsel for

several companies, including a $1B publicly-traded airline.

Mark has been a life-long student of military history. And he has always

had a passion for reading and love for writing and wanted to someday

write his own book. But write a book about what? Mark had no desire

to write about some subject that 100 authors before him had already

delved into. And then, almost by accident, this fascinating, little

known story of Captain Luke Ryan fell into his lap. It was an

opportunity was too good to pass on and so Mark began the long and

tedious journey of researching, writing and rewriting. The twelve

year project ended in 2011 with Gather the Shadowmen (The Lords of

the Ocean), Prince of the Atlantic and Napoleon’s Gold.

Mark currently lives in the Southeastern part of the United States.

 

 

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