Whiskey Renegade by HJ Bellus

WHISKEY RENEGADE by HJ Bellus releases October 23rd!

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We used to be kings on top of the world, but it all went to hell…

My money and power are worthless.

All I want is blood bathing my knuckles, their soulless bodies bead at my feet.

I’ve never felt the need to take someone’s life until now.

They will pay.

I will sacrifice everything to protect my family.

To save the beauty that’s been haunting my dreams.

I don’t even know her, but the fear dancing in her eyes will be my worst nightmare.

It’s a game of death, and I’m all in.


There’s dirt embedded under my nails. My skin is coated in sweat and my clothes are filthy. I’ve slept very little while cracking the code of the southern cartel and Jordan’s family. I’ve found the people he’s crossed and am building a master plan to bring down all of his loved ones.

Emerald eyes and swirling raven hair haunt my sleep when it comes. Rose. Her slender arm sliding through my grasp and me not being able to save her will always and forever be my demon. Hell, I don’t know her from a stranger on the street. All I do know is she’s being held against her will.

It doesn’t go unnoticed that I gave J.J. hell for years for being a saver, and here I sit in a cockroach-infested hotel in Mexico, risking my life for a woman I don’t even know. It’s so much more than that…I hunger to save them all, rid the world of evil, and I won’t stop until it’s done. Whether my heart is beating or dead, I will get the job done.

The woman between my legs bobs her head up and down my hard dick. I grasp the back of her head, guiding her up and down, waiting for my enemies to bust in. It’s an intoxicating sensation: the anticipation, the exhilaration of passion, and the immediate danger looming all around me.

The door to the stale hotel room swings open, clanging off the wall and leaving a hole in the cheap plaster where the doorknob careened into it. Five gun barrels face me, coupled with words firing in every direction in Spanish. I take a sip of my whiskey neat with my free hand and smile back at the slimy bastards.

“Game on, fuckers.”

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HJ Bellus is a small town girl who loves the art of storytelling. When not making readers laugh or cry, she’s a part-time livestock wrangler that can be found in the middle of Idaho, shotgunning a beer while listening to some Miranda Lambert on her Beats and rocking out in her boots.


MUFFIN TOP by Avery Flynn

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“Avery Flynn knocks it out of the park again!”

– Tawna Fenske, USA Today bestselling author

Muffin Top, a hot romantic comedy from USA Today bestselling author Avery Flynn is coming October 29th!

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The only thing about me that’s a size zero is the filter on my mouth. I’ve got a big personality, a big rack, and a big number on the scale. And I’m perfectly fine with that.

But when some random guy suggests I might not be eating alone if I’d ordered a salad instead of a hamburger I’m shocked silent, which is a feat, trust me.

That brings us to one sexy fireman named Frankie Hartigan. He’s hot. He’s funny… And he’s just apologized for being late for our “date” then glared at the fat-shaming jerk. Next thing I know, he’s sitting down and ordering himself dinner.

I have no problem telling him I don’t need a pity date . . . unless of course it’s to my high school reunion next week. Oops where did that last bit come from? And what do I do now that he’s said yes?!

Because this is no make-over story, and I think Frankie is using me for something. I just have to figure out what…

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The temptation to say “Yes, Frankie, please squash him like a bug while I clap and watch” was so, so strong—like, the guys who pull semi trucks with their teeth strong. Instead, Lucy played along with her best friend’s fiancé’s brother— OMG, that was now the name of her imaginary all-girl ska band—and smiled sweetly up at him.

“He was bothered by my dinner order, honey.”

“Really?” Frankie looked down at her plate, over to the dipshit, and then right at her. There was no missing the devil in his eyes right before he turned his attention back to the other man. “What’s wrong with what my girl’s eating?”

Mr. In Her Business blanched. Literally. The color drained out of his face so fast that he resembled one of those swipe right before and after photos on makeover blogs. How in the hell she managed to not laugh out loud she had no frickin’ clue.

“N-n-nothing,” the man stuttered.

Nope. He was not getting off that easily.

She looked up at Frankie, still standing next to her chair, his big hand braced on the back of it, and said in the clueless voice that anyone with a brain would know meant there was danger ahead, “He said I should have ordered a salad, then I might have a chance to move from a five to an eight. I’m a five because I have great tits.”

Thunderous didn’t begin to describe the dark look of pure vengeance that crossed Frankie’s face, making even the freckles that crossed over the bridge of his nose look scary. Mr. Buttinsky made a little squeaking noise that reminded Lucy of the sound of air coming out of a balloon when someone pulled the tip taut as it was deflating. Frankie took a step forward, menace vibrating off of him in waves. The other guy didn’t bother to say a word, he just took off, weaving his way at a fast clip through the crowded bar and out the front door. Lucy liked to imagine that he peed his pants a little as he did so.

“Thanks, Frankie,” she said to the man still staring at the departing figure of Mr. Peed His Pants. “I owe you one.”

Her ginger knight in well-fitting jeans and a T-shirt made some kind of noise that maybe was a response in the affirmative. It sounded kinda like “no problem.” Whatever. She was used to that from guys. She was only of interest until a hotter, skinnier, or prettier woman came along. It

was the universal fat chick cloaking device.

Determined not to let it annoy her as much as it usually would, she turned back to her jalapeño cheeseburger, spicy fries, and soda. Now she could finally enjoy her dinner in peace.

Alas, it wasn’t meant to be. Frankie clunked down a three-fourths filled mug of beer on the other side of her table, pulled out the chair across from her, and sat down. Before she could even ask what he was doing, he waved the waitress over and told her he wanted whatever Lucy was eating, plus an extra order of fries and another beer. Once she’d left, he turned his attention to Lucy and gave her what could only be described as a vibrator smile. She named it that in her head—thankfully only in her head—because she now had a desperate need for her vibrator and maybe a fresh pack of batteries.

“You’re not gonna make me eat alone now that we’re on a date, are you?” he asked, swiping one of her fries.

About Avery

USA Today bestselling romance author Avery Flynn has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip.

She fell in love with romance while reading Johanna Lindsey’s Mallory books. It wasn’t long before Avery had read through all the romance offerings at her local library. Needing a romance fix, she turned to Harlequin’s four books a month home delivery service to ease the withdrawal symptoms. That worked for a short time, but it wasn’t long before the local book stores’ staffs knew her by name.

Avery was a reader before she was a writer and hopes to always be both. She loves to write about smartass alpha heroes who are as good with a quip as they are with their *ahem* other God-given talents. Her heroines are feisty, fierce and fantastic. Brainy and brave, these ladies know how to stand on their own two feet and knock the bad guys off theirs.


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Love on the Ranch by Ciara Knight

Love on the Ranch by Ciara Knight releases October 16th!

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Elizabeth McKinnie will no longer accept men ruling her life. After the Civil War devastated her family home and having no way to survive, Elizabeth accepts one of the mail-order bride proposals presented to her and her sisters. She chooses a man who promises to treat her as an equal. Her sister convinces her to switch suitors, proclaiming the weather in Texas would be more suitable for Elizabeth’s weak lungs. Agreeing, she heads west to meet the mysterious cattle baron she knows little about.

Jeb Clayton grew up as a poor son of a drunkard. He has worked his entire life to ensure he never starves again. He is a man who understands cows better than women, especially after watching the fairer sex manipulate his father into an early grave. Still, he begrudgingly agrees to marry a sturdy bride to produce sons who can help build his ranch into an empire. Yet, what he sees getting off the stagecoach is a whisper-of-a-woman with undesirable birthing hips.
When Elizabeth’s and Jeb’s futures are threatened will they join forces, or will their bitterness be their end?

Susan rolled Elizabeth’s head from Jeb’s shoulder and patted her cheeks. “Wake up, dear.” She smacked her harder. “Wake up.”

Adrenaline pumped through Jeb. If there was one thing he couldn’t witness, it was a woman in trouble. It did things to him he didn’t like.

Charles pounded on the wall behind him and the horses slowed.

“Elizabeth?” He turned to her and found her lips blue and her eyes rolled back in her head. His muscles tightened, his gut twisted.

The stagecoach rolled to a stop and the man on the end opened the door and everyone spilled out of the carriage. Jeb lifted Elizabeth and handed her off to the man that had been at her other side.

By the time Jeb reached the ground, Susan was on her knees at Elizabeth’s side, and everyone stood around, looking down at her gasping for air.

He found himself matching her breath for breath. “Anyone know what’s wrong?”

“No, she was fine the entire way here. Until you boarded the stagecoach,” Susan said with clipped speech.

Charles put his hand on his wife’s shoulder. “I doubt it’s him, dear.”

She shot a sideways glance of disapproval at Jeb.

“What else? Anything else change at the stop? Perhaps she ate something that she had a problem with?”

“Dress.” Susan looked up at him. “Her dress. She changed it. Maybe the corset is too tight. We could—”

He didn’t waste any time. If there was one thing he’d learned raising cattle, time meant everything. The faster you worked, the better the outcome. He slid his knife from its holder, rolled Elizabeth onto her side, slid the knife carefully under the neck of the material, and sliced down. Then he cut the string and yanked the corset loose.

After a second, she gasped for air and coughed. He rolled her over and saw the color in her lips and face returning.

“You’ll be fine now.” He stroked her cheek with the back of his knuckles and found her skin softer than any horse mane he’d ever touched.

Jeb watched as Elizabeth’s green eyes blinked and focused on him. “What happened?”

Susan huffed behind him. “You are an animal.”

Jeb looked up at her. “What are you talking about? I saved her life. That stupid-looking, impractical dress nearly choked her to death.”

“My dress?” Elizabeth said in only a whisper. She blinked, then her eyebrows pulled tight toward the center. “What did you do to my dress?” She shrieked and shot up but swooned again. With a hand to her head, she took a moment, then reached around her back. “Oh, my dear lord, what have you done!”

Charles cleared his throat. “I think he did what he thought was best to save your life.”

Susan glowered at her husband, and he shut his mouth. The man was controlled by a woman. That was never going to happen to Jeb. Ever.

Ciara Knight is a USA Today and Amazon Bestselling author who writes ‘A Little Edge and A Lot of Heart’ that spans the heat scales. Her popular sweet romance series, Sweetwater County (rated PG), takes readers into small town romance full of family trials, friendly competition, and community love.



Fetch by AJ Alexander

Find out just how far Cole is willing to go to make Addison beg for him!
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Addison is running from a life she never wanted, but a chance meeting with a dog walker could lead her down a path she’d never thought possible.

The last thing Cole expected to find when he knocked on his client’s front door was the answer to every teenage boy’s wet dream.

Now he’s determined to have Addison whether she likes it or not. But when the past comes back to haunt them both, will it destroy any chance they had at happiness?

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I lay on her bed and wait. Watching Addy, with her fingers buried deep in her pussy while calling out my name was beautiful. There are no other words to describe it, just thinking about it once again has me palming my cock through my jeans. I’m going to fuck her into submission, she will be mine. She just doesn’t know it yet.

“How did you get in here?” Addy comes sashing out of the bathroom, her skin glistening in the sunlight. My mouth waters as I think of licking the drops of water from her skin,

“I’m the dog walker, remember?” I hold up my spare key. “Your Aunt gave me a key.”

She turns to head into the closet, I’m assuming to get dressed. “Who said you could get dressed.” I immediately climb off the bed and follow her into the closet. She swings around, freezing me in place with her eyes. If looks could kill, I would be dead right now. Unfortunately, that look has the opposite effect on me than intended. I want her more now than I did yesterday.

“Cole, let’s get one thing straight. We fucked last night, that’s it. Nothing more nothing less. If you think you have any claim over me, your wrong. Do us both a favor and leave me alone.”

She turns around and continues searching for clothes, grabbing her arm I spin her around and use my body to force her backward toward the wall of the closet. My left-hand reaches out, sweeping clothes out the way, so I have space to pin her to the wall with my body. Running my nose along the curve of her neck, I feel a shiver run through her body before I take a bite of her ear.

“I said I wasn’t done with you.” Letting go of her arm, my right-hand rips the towel from between us and I slide my hand down her body. Skimming my finger between her lips, she is already wet for me.

“Your pussy belongs to me now. The sooner you realize that, the better it will be for both of us.” Using my foot, I widen her legs so I can slide my fingers into her hot core. She moans in pleasure as I curl my fingers, brushing against the bundle of nerves that I know will have her seeing stars in no time. Slowly, I pump in and out of her pussy, getting a steady rhythm, as I grind my rock-hard cock into her stomach. Sensing my need, Addy reaches down to unbuckle my jeans and releases my cock. She licks her hand from wrist to the tip of her fingers, before gripping my cock tightly and stroking me in the perfect rhythm.

“Please.” Addy grips my cock tighter in her hand.

“So now you beg for me? I thought it was just a quick fuck, nothing more.” I pull my fingers from her pussy and slip them into my mouth licking them clean.

Releasing her grip on my cock, I see fire in her eyes. “Either fuck me or get out. I don’t have time for your bullshit.”

“Oh, I’ll fuck you. Beg me.” I started tucking my cock back into my jeans. I almost whimper in pain as I start to zipper and button them up, I want to pound her pussy into submission, but I don’t beg. I never have and never will, she needs to understand who she belongs too.

“I won’t beg.”

“Well, then you don’t get my cock, darlin’. You know where to find me when you’re ready to admit who your pussy belongs to.”

With a herculean effort, I turn to leave, but before I do, I check the top drawer of her dresser. I originally was looking for another set of panties, but what I found was an even better prize. Right on top, is an assortment of dildos, vibrators, and special lubricants. “I’m taking these with me. The only dick that’s going in that pussy is mine.”

Addy grabs her towel off the floor to cover up with a shocked expression on her face as I gather up all her toys. Closing the drawer with a slam, I grab a bag from the floor, exit the closet, and make my way down the stairs. I only make it half way down before Addy lets out a blood-curdling scream of frustration from the top of the stairs.

“You told her she would have to beg, didn’t you?” Heather ask from her place at the breakfast bar as I make my way through the kitchen to the back door.

“Yup, and I took all of her toys too. She will be begging for me in no time.”

About AJ Alexander

Fluent in sarcasm, Supernatural, and song lyrics, I like talking to people and finding what makes them tick, though that probably has to do with the Psychology degree. I’m up before the sun because my kids don’t sleep, chugging tea and coffee to keep my eyes open and my brain semi functional. Being married to a man in uniform means I’ve lived a lot of places, survived seeing my husband for half the amount of time I’ve been married, and spent a lot of time raising my kids alone.

I love to write messed up psychos with lots of angst, happily ever afters that have to be worked for. Women with sass and backbone, men with a twisted hero complex and the need to control are my favorite to read as well as write.

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Controlling The Past by Anna Edwards

Just try to stay in control…
Controlling The Past by Anna Edwards releases October 16th!


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It’s been over three decades since James and Sophie North’s parents saw their family savagely torn apart by the cruel actions of one malicious man. Both of them lost a vital piece of themselves that night so long ago. Pete was left a shadow of his former self, having failed to protect his only love. Miranda persevered for the sake of their children, but her grief remained.

Now, more than thirty years later, the child cruelly ripped from their arms has suddenly resurfaced—and all the love in the world may not be enough to reconcile their tragic pasts. For even as Pete and Miranda are still reeling from the knowledge of their newfound son, the powerful malevolence of their old enemy is already reaching out to destroy them again…this time from beyond the grave.

For the final time surrender to control.


“I knew this would be how you looked. Innocent and pure with a body built for sin.”

He backed her up further, so she fell onto the bed with her legs parted and inner most parts on display for him.

“Mine.” The word escaped from his mouth and seemed to come as shock to both of them.

“Yours,” she repeated, stroke her finger down the length of her slit to demonstrate just how much she was his.

Pete undid the buckle of his jeans and slid them down his muscled thighs. She already knew he liked to go to the gym a couple of nights a week. He’d told her he was teased for being a wimpy kid at one stage, but then he’d found the gym and hadn’t looked back. The muscle certainly looked good on him. His boxer briefs followed suit, and she gasped when his erect cock sprung free from its confines. She’d not seen one this close before. Ok, the girls at her school had shared pictures from porn magazines, but she’d never had a real-life one in front of her. It was strange but stunning at the same time. Its rigidity caused it to reach up to his belly button. In fact, his length and width was more impressive than some of the photos she’d seen. She suddenly felt a little self-conscious. This would be her first time, and something that size would have to hurt.

Pete came over to the bed, settling between her thighs with his mouth close to the cleft between her legs, his tongue came out and licked up her slit. Her head fell back as her nerve ends danced with delight. His tongue swirled around her clit, applying pressure and alternating between fast and slow. It drove her to the edge of climax, and then he slowed it all down again. He pushed a finger inside of her, following it with another. Both stretched out to ready her for his cock. Her head started to swim with all the sensations flooding her body: surreal and sensual, crazy and vibrant, all at the same time. She was swimming and drowning in happiness.

Pete pulled away from her and turned back to his trousers.

“What is it?”


“I’m on the pill. Bad periods when I was younger.”

“I’ve never been so happy to hear that.”

Pete came back over to her and settled his cock at her entrance. Miranda took in a deep breath and waited for him to push inside her. Instead of wondering what it was going to feel like for her, she imagined what he would be aware of in the intimacy of the coupling. But then a thought popped into her head: this was her first time but was it his?

“Wait.” She stopped him as his hips drew back. He groaned but halted.

“What? Are you ok?” His eyebrows furrowed together, and he searched her face for signs of distress. She composed her features, though, to make sure none of her concerns showed at the thought she was given him her greatest gift, and this might not be his first time.

“Are you a virgin?” she blurted out.

“What?” he questioned with dumbfounded shock.

“Have you done this before?”

“I’m clean,” he told her, and she recollected a disease her teachers had taught her about in sex education, which you caught during intercourse.

“That’s not what I meant. You know, this is my first time. We’ve discussed it before, but I never asked. Will this be yours?”

Pete shut his eyes.

“As much as I want to play the big man and say I’m a pro at this sex thing, it’s my first time also. I’m currently praying and pleading in my head that the second I put my cock inside you I’m able to make you feel something. I’m reciting banking terms in my head just to stop from coming too soon.”

She leaned forward and brought his lips against hers.

“Account holder…compound interest…debt-to-income ratio,” she teased.

“Fuck! When you say it, it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.”

Pete looked down at his cock sitting just outside her entrance and then back at her. He was asking for permission.

“Yes,” she whispered, and he thrust slowly in until he was fully seated at his hilt.

About Anna

Anna hails from the rural countryside near London. She previously worked as an accountant, and while she still does a bit of accountancy on occasion, the majority of her time is now spent writing and looking after her family.

An avid reader herself, Anna turned to writing to combat depression and anxiety after her diagnosis in 2015. She loves travel, hunky heroes with dirty mouths, demure but spunky heroines, and dramatic suspense. You will find all four woven into each of her magical stories.

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Cassie Temptation

This one HOT time-travel romance!
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All she wants is a peaceful life. To live on her brother’s quiet Wisconsin farm and write romance novels. But one night, fate intervenes.

When ex-reporter Cassie Martin overhears a heated argument between two men, her curiosity moves into high gear. And when one of them mentions a mysterious disappearance and “manipulating time,” she has to have answers.

Aaron Reegan is the head of security at a secret facility in the Wisconsin countryside. When he happens to meet local writer Cassie Martin, sparks fly, as they realize they share dark steamy tastes. He never once questions her innocence or her motives.

Until the moment he realizes he’s been betrayed.

A chance meeting… a technology that makes the Manhattan Project look tame… and suddenly Aaron is chasing Cassie back to fourteenth century France. To save her? Aaron had thought he’d met the woman he was going to spend the rest of his life with. But now, his only choice is to kill her.

“Outlander” meets “Fifty Shades of Gray,” Cassie’s Temptation is the first book in Time Bridge series. If you love steamy romance, time travel adventure, a smart-as-a whip heroine, and the sexiest hero to step out of the pages of a book in a long while, don’t miss “Cassie.” Mature readers comfortable with darker themes only please.


The voice of Sam Winslow, the Pierce City Project’s head technician, came into Aaron’s ear, gravelly with stress. “No change here.”

“Has anyone tried to reopen the link?”

“No, Aaron. They can’t. I guess I didn’t say it clearly enough before. They don’t have a key. They went through without an anchor or a key. And there was no technician in the control room to close the bridge in the first place.”

How could they not… Aaron heard the words but couldn’t get his brain to grasp it. This didn’t make any sense. Why would anyone go through the bridge without an anchor or a key? They were the two essential pieces of technology which made the whole thing work. The anchor fixed the time bridge to a specific location in time, and the key enabled the anchor to ‘call’ back to the present and allowed the technicians to reopen the bridge. Without those items, return was impossible.

Sam continued, “I don’t know what to tell you. Somehow someone managed to clone your key card, and they came through the back gate and into the facility with it. I have no idea who or how.”

Aaron interrupted. No use sugarcoating it. “I know her.”

“You know the woman in the picture?” Same could not keep the astonishment out of his voice.

“Yeah. She’s… the woman I’ve been seeing. And… hold on.” Angling his body in the seat, Aaron grabbed his briefcase, and fished his ID badge out. Flipping it over he verified what he already suspected: his key card was gone from the plastic sleeve. “She didn’t clone a key card. She stole mine out of my ID badge. She knew I was leaving from the house yesterday morning to go straight to the airport and she figured I wouldn’t miss it.”

“Oh shit.”

“Yeah. Oh shit.” Aaron kept his voice steady with effort. Had it really been less than forty-eight hours since he’d climbed out of his bed and left her sleepy and sore from his love making? Love making, hell. He’d screwed her brains out for six hours straight, telling her in no uncertain terms that it was his goal to leave her so sore she couldn’t walk. She had rope burns on her wrists and her nipples had been teased to raw. He’d loved it and she’d loved it and… and… apparently while he’d been dozing between sessions, she’d gone into his bureau and into his wallet.

Hmmm… had she done it after she’d given him a blowjob? Or maybe it was before he’d brought her to a screaming climax with his mouth and the little vibrator. Yeah, he’d have to think about just when she’d fit stealing his key card into that schedule.

Aaron took a deep breath. There was a good reason why he’d not gotten seriously involved with anyone for ten years. How in God’s name had he forgotten that over the last month?

About Annie

Annie makes her home in the Virginia countryside with her physician husband, very smart cat, and two bad dogs. She loves writing across all genres.

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Kaznachei’s Pain by V.F. Mason

She changed everything. And demanded it all.

Kaznachei’s Pain by V.F. Mason is releasing on October 4th!/

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KaznacheiA long time ago, life was nothing but never-ending suffering.

The brotherhood welcomed me with open arms, giving me a chance even though I hated everything about it.

For years I lived on the edge of desperation, seeking solace in things that never gave me peace.

Until she showed up, changing everything…and demanding it all.

A beautiful yet stubborn FBI agent who made me crazy with every breath she took.

Unfortunately, her presence awakened the evils of my past that would not rest until they destroyed what I held dear to my heart.


“Your place or mine?” As the words spilled from my lips, thunder echoed in the sky and I barely contained a grin.

Even nature was shocked with the FBI agent wanting to hook up with a Bratva member.

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V.F.Mason always loved reading books and had quite a few fights with her momma over the genre she liked (romance, duh!) She studied filmmaking and thought that would feed her desire for stories, but that didn’t happen. Finally, when she was tired of all those voices in her head, she sat down and wrote a book. It was a huge decision to make and she thanks her friends and family for supporting her in it. When she is not writing, she can be found with her friends doing all sorts of crazy things or reading recent romance books that were written by her favorite authors.

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LUCI’S LULLABY by Leaona Luxx

LUCI’S LULLABY by Leaona Luxx releases October 4th!

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You know that old saying… He’s the next big thing.

Yeah, that was me. I was a rising star, and I couldn’t have been happier.

Fame, money, women at every turn. I had it all, until the day my world came crashing down.

I never fathomed this would be my life.

But here I am, a single dad at twenty-eight and I have no clue what I’m doing.

I pray every day I’m giving her the best life, ’cause it’s the only one I know.

The minute I lost everything and had nothing left to give.

Charlee showed up.


She restored my faith and gave us so much more than I ever deserved.

So can you tell me why I’m sitting here alone?

Every single day that goes by without them, I lose more of myself.

It’s hard to imagine a world they’re not part of.

So I pick up my old guitar and tell them both how I feel.

Turns out, lullabies aren’t just for children.


I take another minute to myself as the warm water runs over my shoulders and down my chest. Honestly, I’m simply trying to waste enough time for the girl in my bed to leave.

Turning the water off, I reach for a towel, only to be met with long, red nails. I pull the curtain back to a naked body that doesn’t include mine.

“Mornin’.” I wrap myself in the cloth and step from the tub.

She crowds me as I try to reach for my toothbrush. “If I had known you were showering, I could’ve joined you.”

“It’s a small space.”

She brushes her breast against me as she moves closer. “We’ve been in tighter situations.”

“Yeah…” Before I can offend her, I’m saved. The front door opens and closes with a slam. Followed by the voice of a saint.

“Hey, baby. Where are you?”

The redhead on my left turns a deep crimson. “You’re married?”

I shrug. “I’m in here, honey.”

“How dare you!” She snaps, grabbing my shirt from the floor and dragging it over her head. “Let me out.”

“No problem.” I step to the side as she swings the door wide and runs into the other redhead in the hall. Her mouth hangs as she stares at her before turning to me. “I look just like her!”

“Not really.” I smirk.

“I am so sorry, he never said he was married.” She stumbles through to my room, yanking her clothes on.

“I’m Reese. You are?” She crosses her arms with a smug look.

The redhead in the bedroom gapes at me

“I would…if I could remember it.”

Her face flames as I struggle not to giggle. “You are disgusting.”

“Yes, you are.” Reese place her fists on her side, playing along. My body jerks as I fight laughing in her face.

“For the record, you’ve lost a fan.” She storms past us.

I jog after her. “Michelle, wait.” She turns to me, glaring. “See, I know your name.”

“What’s the point now?” She fumes.

“I was just wondering, are you still my number one fan?” Reese bursts into a fit of giggles as I watch Michelle’s eyes as she plots my death.

“Fuck you!” She slams the door against the wall as she rushes out it.

“Dear Lord, will you ever learn?” Reese joins me as I walk into the kitchen.


Leaona, also known as Lea, lives with her husband, Lu in southern WV. A mother of three sons and mother in law to three amazing woman. She enjoys spending time with her furbabies, Kaylea (cat) and Frankie (beagle), watching Carolina Panthers and Marshall University Football, reading, writing, gardening, crafts, NASCAR, TWD, HGTV, hot rods, and surf fishing.

Lea was inspired to write while she raised her family, never dreaming one day, she would be published. While loving all genres of books, Lea writes redeeming contemporary romance that are gritty and true to life. She draws from her life and loves to create her characters from everyday situations, proving everyone can be redeemed.
Leaona (Lee-aw-na) released her first book in June 2016 upon the encouragement of her father, who passed away before seeing her dream come true. The Cove Series was followed by Highway 17 Series, all are standalone family sagas and intertwine.



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What was meant to be a fun evening to benefit charity, suddenly became so much more…

They were both volunteered into attending the Boy Toy Auction.

One as a contestant.

One as an attendee.

Emerson lost an internal battle the moment Nicholas stepped onto the stage.

As soon as he started moving his hips to the rhythm of the music, she was captivated. Suddenly, the timid girl became a warrior as she fought to have the highest bid.

There was no way she was leaving without him at her side.

From the moment Nic saw her, Emerson became his focal point.

The beautiful woman in the silver dress.

The one that held his stare.

He needed her to win.

He needed her.

He’d make sure this was the best money she’d ever spend.

Or the worst…depends on how you look at it.

Because sometimes, it doesn’t matter what you want, life has a way of throwing you a curve ball that you aren’t prepared for…

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C.A. Harms is an avid romance and mystery reader. She’s always had a love for books, getting lost in writing and storytelling even as a young girl. She enjoys happy endings and HEA love stories.

She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband and two children. She holds an addiction for Starbucks White Chocolate Mocha’s and KitKat when she should really be focusing on water and maybe a fruit or two to make herself feel less guilty, but that feeling quickly passes…thankfully.

She is easy going, fun, and although she may seem like one of the quiet ones at first, you just wait until she gets to know you better…that quietness changes, fast.


Fate by Andi Jaxon and AJ Alexander

Find out more about Jimmy and Emma’s story in this excerpt from
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They say, once a hero always a hero and nothing could be more true for Jimmy. When Jimmy receives a call from an unknown number, he wastes no time in saving the damsel in distress.

Emma has made one bad decision after another. When a man 20 years older than her saves her from her latest bad decision, she wants to stay safely wrapped around him.

When the world throws them together then rips them apart, they must decide if what they feel is worth taking a chance on.

**While Fate can be read as a standalone, it is best enjoyed after reading Honor and Love.**

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I grab my phone as I head to the bedroom, I’ve had it off since I called Jimmy. Once it boots up, my notifications go crazy. Text messages, missed phone calls, voicemails, Facebook messages, you name it, I have one. Over a hundred in total and all from the same three numbers, Javier, and his cronies are looking for me.

I just stare at my phone. I don’t know what to do, I knew he would be looking for me, but I thought I would have more time.

Suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder, and I scream.

Oh my God! What the fuck is wrong with you?!

“Woah, you okay?” Katie says from behind me.

“Yes, you just startled me.” Embarrassment heating my cheeks. Katie wraps her arms around me and squeezes me in a tight hug.

“You’re okay, you’re safe,” she says into my hair. I hesitate before wrapping my arms around her and squeeze her back.

“Thanks,” I say into her shoulder before letting her go.

She takes me in for a moment. “No problem.”

“So, what happened to your face?” Avery says.

Amber lets out a laugh and Katie sighs. “Really, Avery?”

I can’t help but laugh too.

“You were wondering it too!” Avery retorts.

“Of course I was, but I have tact!” Katie says, crossing her arms over her chest.

“When has anyone accused me of having tact?”

“Anyway! What happened to your face?” Amber pipes up.

All three of them look at me. “I fell…” I mumble.

“And I’m the Queen of England.”

“Fine, my ex liked to throw me around. Happy now?” I can’t help but get angry at them and myself for the situation I find myself in.

“And that’s why you’re here? Jimmy helped you?” Katie questions.

I nod my head ‘yes’ as I take them in, all sitting on the bed that I’m currently calling mine.

“Listen to me, babe. You don’t have anything to be ashamed of. Whoever this asshole was, you deserve so much better,” Amber says.

I smile at the memory. “Jimmy shot him. Twice.”

“YEAH! That’s my boy!” Avery shouts.

Everyone laughs, so far, I’m liking these girls.

“So, what’s the story with you and Jimmy?” I ask Amber and Avery.

“Psht, just some shit went down, and a guy got thrown through a window,” Avery responds.

“We replaced the window and got him a security system, I don’t know why he’s still so bent about it,” Amber says, rolling her eyes.

“Okay, time for the fashion show!” Katie exclaims.

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Katie buried her husband and made peace with never finding
a love that strong again.
But when smooth talking cowboy Logan asks her to dance, fireworks explode…

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A wild ride of sex, love, and tequila that shows
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Sometimes you have to get a little creative to find your happily ever after.

Raised in California, I’m a crunchy mom, save the whales and the rain forests, hippy. I married a sexy man in uniform who let me spawn and am now raising a mutinous army of hell raisers that I created myself, all while he defends our country. I drink too much coffee until it’s late enough to drink too much wine and am sexually frustrated for your freedom. If you see me online, I’m probably sitting in a closet, hiding from my kids.

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Fluent in sarcasm, Supernatural, and song lyrics, I like talking to people and finding what makes them tick, though that probably has to do with the Psychology degree. I’m up before the sun because my kids don’t sleep, chugging tea and coffee to keep my eyes open and my brain semi functional. Being married to a man in uniform means I’ve lived a lot of places, survived seeing my husband for half the amount of time I’ve been married, and spent a lot of time raising my kids alone.

I love to write messed up psychos with lots of angst, happily ever afters that have to be worked for. Women with sass and backbone, men with a twisted hero complex and the need to control are my favorite to read as well as write.

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