Claimed by the Moon
Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo / Google Play -- EXCERPT: I watch Colin and Zayne on the back porch, and it’s hard not to notice how handsome Zayne is. He’s over a hundred and fifty years older than me, but he doesn’t look a day over thirty. His beard is short and well-kept, maybe even slightly rugged. He’s not your typical wolf. But, I’m not going to lie, he fascinates me. Colin walks in through the back door, and I turn away to make it look like I wasn’t staring. I figured Zayne would follow him, but when the door doesn’t open again, I peer over my shoulder to see him still on the deck, his attention turned to the mountains. “Is he coming in?” Kami asks Colin. “Oh, yeah,” Colin answers. “He said he just needs a minute.” Colin busies himself with helping Kami, but I can’t take my eyes away from Zayne. An idea pops into my head, and I smile. Moving over to the wine, I fill up my glass and turn for the door. “Where are you going?” Kami asks. I wink at her over my shoulder. “You say people love talking to me, so I’m going to see if it’s true.” Her eyes widen. “You’re going out there?” Both her and Colin stare at me as if I’m about to walk into the lion’s den. But, then again, that doesn’t scare me. Nothing does anymore. Zayne’s just a wolf who doesn’t like to socialize with people. Unfortunately for him, I’m not going to give him a choice. “Hopefully, he doesn’t leave me hanging,” I say, backing up out of the room. Their mouths gape, but they don’t try to stop me. When I get to the door, I take a deep breath and walk outside. Zayne tenses when I step onto the deck, but he doesn’t acknowledge me. I move closer, but there’s about three feet of distance between us. Bringing the wine to my lips, I slowly sip some down, wondering if he’ll speak to me first. Of course, he doesn’t, but that doesn’t shock me. Turning my body toward him, I smile and wait for him to look at me. “I’m Amelie. I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced. I’m a good friend of Laila’s.” Being around royals is always interesting. Zayne slowly turns his head my way, and it’s the first time I’ve noticed how blue his eyes are. I can feel his power more so than any other wolf I’ve been around. He’s strong. “I know who you are,” he says, his voice low in that sexy sort of way. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
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Title: Discovered
Series: Found #1
Author: Dawson Dare
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2021
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Kelly grew up knowing she was different, special, always wondering why she stood out from others. She never expected to be held hostage and tortured to uncover secrets she doesn't know exist.
Noah grew up knowing he was different, special, but his adopted family kept this a closely guarded secret. Now a highly decorated naval officer who leads a special operations force, his job is to find Kelly and bring her home alive.
When Kelly and Noah meet, heat builds as their shared past begins to slowly come into focus. Powers they never knew existed, burst forth as their passion blazes. As they try to unravel the secrets of their past, evil continues to stalk them. Will their newfound psychic abilities be enough to keep them alive?
This book was previously released by Caitlyn O’Leary as “Revealed”, it has been substantially re-edited and has additional content.
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Dawson Dare’s biggest dream since she was a little girl was to be an author. She read anything she could get her hands on, including her parent’s World Book encyclopedia set. As she grew up, she had many jobs, she delivered pizzas and newspapers, worked at a fast food joint, made some money umpiring baseball and softball games, was a secretary, typesetter, artist, worked overseas, was a sales rep, recruiter, marketing AVP, project manager and is now finally an author. It took her long enough to get here, and she’s enjoying every minute of it.
Series: Beyond the Sea God Book 2
Author: Elora Morgan
Genre: Dystopian Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2021
★★★★★ "Author Elora Morgan has crafted a most engrossing and conceptual work of dystopian fiction with plenty of romantic thrills and clever plot twists to offer its readers....Overall, I would highly recommend Betrothed: Beyond the God Sea to fans of well-developed characters, clever worldbuilding concepts, and YA romance readers everywhere." -Readers' Favorite ★★★★★ "One of the best books in this genre that I've read in years." -Indies Today
Promised to a strange prince
Forced toward an arranged marriage, the chosen braenese has a new enemy and he's not at all like the boy who washed ashore in Elowa. This one hates her before she even sets foot upon his sand. Bound for a strange land To survive, Zaria must learn the ways of this new world and fight alongside it's people. She’ll need to gather as many assets as she can to help her escape back to Kirwyn. Did he find his boat that fateful night... or did he meet his doom at the bottom of the ocean? Eluding two powerful brothers If navigating court politics isn’t tricky enough, outmaneuvering the prince determined to dispose of her, as well as the one set upon marrying her, proves downright deadly. To her surprise, it’s not her betrothed that poses the biggest threat -- it’s his cruel and overprotective brother. One boy to marry, one boy to battle, and one to steal her back... ...she hopes. ******** Bound by Dark Waters is Book II in the Beyond the God Sea Trilogy. Please be advised: This is Dark/Mature YA. While there is little-to-no explicit content, the themes and challenges within this story are more appropriate for older teen readers. As Zaria straddles the line between Young Adult and New Adult, so do her experiences. “Dammit,” Raoul cursed. I could feel our small group tense in unison and I instinctively tensed along with them, straining my ears to hear what caused the alarm. “That’s Juls. Dammit, he can’t see her like this. Cover the girl.” A school of minnows darted across my gut. Did he mean my intended? From the far end of the hall, I heard the clattering of footfalls. Guards’ bodies pressed around me, shielding me. I wanted to laugh. I had to bite it back because if I started, I feared I’d never stop. You want to hide me? I thought. Do you think I care what I look like? What this prince – young king, whatever – thinks of me? Peering between my broad-shouldered escorts, I could make out the young king’s party moving perpendicular to ours. They wore colorful, loose pants and tunic-vests. Some donned sashes around their waists, some wore metal breastplates. The brilliance and variety were unlike anything I’d seen at home and I openly gawked. Move, Zaria, I scolded myself, fisting the folds of my wedding dress. Act, seize control, do something. Don’t let everything be on everyone else’s terms. I tapped a guard on his shoulder. Even after all I’d been through, the act of willingly touching another male felt strange, bold. As bold as what I was about to do. The man turned, curious. For the first time, I met his eyes. “Let me pass,” I commanded. When he refused to budge, I raised my eyebrows, ignoring the minnows in my stomach. I’m your young queen, I thought. Whatever that means. I gave him my haughtiest stare and prayed some bravado, however false, worked its way into my gaze. It did -- the soldier stepped aside and I slid forward. Singen growled, clenching his jaw, but didn’t stop me. Raoul smacked his hand over his eyes, but he didn’t protest either. Interesting. As I broke away from our small party, one of the young king’s guards noticed me and stilled. The rest quickly followed. Gulping, I lowered the silk from my head. My knotty hair hung in clumps down my back. Whatever face painting my mother’s maids had colored the night before had long since washed off -- or worse, smeared. My wedding dress was filthy and torn, hanging limp from my body. Since I’d removed the aching shoes, I now approached barefoot, feet caked in dirt. I’d long since lost my crown. I was pretty sure I reeked of body odor, urine and worse… the mud staining the hem of my gown smelled suspiciously like animal dung of some kind. Whatever lovely, ethereal bride was supposed to be presented to this young king had vanished, leaving behind a filthy, foul-smelling creature who looked as if she’d rolled around in dirt and crawled through a latrine. I hope you don’t like what you see, I prayed. And send me away. My heart pounded so hard against my chest that I imagined the entire hall could hear it. My head screamed with a thousand questions about this strange land and my role in it. None of this felt real; I continued on as if I dreamed it. But I kept my back ramrod straight, shoulders squared, head high. Proud, like a tree. I was built for the sea. There was no greater honor. I had to make the right impression, despite my haggard appearance. You only get one chance to set the tone of how you’ll be treated here. Wherever here is, I thought. Everyone stared as I walked alone across the hall to approach the young king. I tried not to let my greedy gaze divert to the strangeness surrounding me. As the guards parted respectfully, I saw him. About the same age as Kirwyn, but skinnier, less muscular. His skin was light brown, and his eyes were a deeper, richer shade. His brown hair fell straight to just below his ears, though most had been tied back in a loose goat’s tail. I supposed he could be called handsome. He wasn’t old or obese or hideous – at least, not on the outside. The young king stared at me, initially wide-eyed, then suddenly relaxed, as if remembering himself. His gaze swept the length of my soiled gown and back up to my dirt-stained face. I was surprised he didn’t speak. I supposed he expected me to do so, having approached alone, obviously intent. What did I want to say? I hadn’t thought that far ahead. I’m pleased to meet you, now send me back? No, civil. I had to wear a guise of civility. And command. I had one shot to seize it. I licked my lips. “Prince… Jullik? I mean… young king?” I was disappointed to find my voice wasn’t as assured as I’d hoped. It came out weak, questioning. I swallowed and tried again. “I am Zaria, the… chosen braenese.” Your chosen wife? “We were ambushed on the way here.” Wherever here is. “One of the men escorting me has been murdered. Tolas. He needs to be…” I faltered. Given a funeral at sea, I wanted to say. But I didn’t even know where I was, let alone what happened in this strange world, after death. “…Put to rest,” I finished quietly, and not nearly as strongly as I wanted. But at least I had taken control of what I could while the guards cowered at my back. When the young king didn’t reply I felt my palms sweat, but I lifted my chin again. A long moment of silence passed, during which he studied me curiously and I chewed the inside of my mouth. Jullik flicked his gaze to someone behind me -- for confirmation of what I said, I guessed. He quickly looked back at me. Had I acted inappropriately? Well, if I’d already broken some royal protocol I wasn’t even familiar with, I might as well keep going. “You’re staring,” I remarked, hoping it sounded like a reprimand, even though I shifted my weight nervously. This is preposterous. I’m not marrying you, I thought. I don’t even know you. Do you even want to marry me? Everyone was listening, watching us. My guards to my back, his guards to his. Perhaps it was reprimanding, because Jullik’s eyes widened slightly. “My apologies,” he said stoically, evenly. “I’m a bit taken aback. I was told to expect someone… more…” he struggled to find the right word, “…reserved.” “Well, I was told to expect a god,” I shot back.
WELCOME TO WINTERVILLE By CARRIE ELKS Genre: Small town, steamy enemies to lovers romance.
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He's determined to bulldoze her childhood dreams. She'll fight him with everything she has - including her heart... When a ruthless company buys Holly Winter’s small home town, she’s determined to stop them. But then she meets the CEO. Josh Gerber is handsome, smooth, and disgustingly successful. He’s also the man that Holly spent a night with eight years ago. And now he’s back to steal the home she’s always loved. If anybody can stand up to him, Holly can. She’s clever, determined, and most of all, she understands his weaknesses. She has the same ones, after all. But the more she fights him, the stronger the attraction between them grows. And before long, their arguments are ending in deliciously hot, stolen kisses that make her forget that Josh is supposed to be her enemy. Holly may be able to save Winterville, but will she have to sacrifice her heart in the process? It’s A Wonderful Life meets The Hating Game in this gorgeously festive standalone romance. Why not take a trip to Winterville today? You can also read the prequel novella for FREE by signing up to my newsletter here: https://dl.bookfunnel.com/6k51n9ught ABOUT THE AUTHOR Carrie Elks writes contemporary romance with a sizzling edge. Her first book, Fix You, has been translated into eight languages and made a surprise appearance on Big Brother in Brazil. Luckily for her, it wasn’t voted out. Carrie lives with her husband, two lovely children and a larger-than-life black pug called Plato. When she isn’t writing or reading, she can be found baking, drinking an occasional (!) glass of wine, or chatting on social media. FACEBOOK PAGE: https://www.facebook.com/CarrieElksAuthor/ FACEBOOK GROUP: https://www.facebook.com/groups/CarrieElksWaterCooler/ TWITTER: https://twitter.com/CarrieElks INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/carrie.elks/ NEWSLETTER: http://www.subscribepage.com/e4u8i8 WEBSITE: https://carrieelks.com
Release Date: September 30
ITâS NOT EASY LIVING IN YOUR BROTHERS SHADOW.
Jack Dryden-Jones is easily the worst rugby player on the fieldâwhen he moves to The States to follow in his brothers footsteps, he has no idea how heâd hate the game. Heâs so horrible he considers faking an injury to take himself out of the game.
Jack is a quick-witted, comic book loving gentlemanânot an athlete.
DO NOT DATE YOUR ROOMMATES CRUSH.
When her roommate brings home a random stranger, Eliza is shocked when he makes himself at home; heâs strapping, strong and watching a movie at the end of her couch as if he belongs there.
It makes her uncomfortable in the best way possible.
But if there is one thing she believes in, itâs GIRL CODE: No girl may date her friend's ex, past crush, or guys who have humiliated/used her. And she most certainly may not date any guy her friend currently fancies...
DO SO AT YOUR OWN RISK.
Jack and Eliza are two of the good onesâitâs going to take a miracle to keep them apart.
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Twenty-year-old Lauren Miller is a devoted sister, a rebellious daughter, and an outgoing student. Life has made her hard, forced her to create a thick wall around her. A perfect way to keep everyone at bay while it hides the broken pieces inside. One party. One fatal disaster. And Lauren's wall threatens to crumble to the ground. The mafia is out to get her. The urge to run has never been stronger. But this time, she’s got one huge problem. He is six feet two inches of handsomeness, has a moody temperament and an overbearing attitude, and goes by the name Liam Ressler. The guy is on a mission. And the fact is, he never fails. ♦ ♦ ♦
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Julia Crosswood is a teacher and a mom of two by day. A writer and avid reader by night—or when the kids are napping. Although writing and self-publishing her books take a lot of time, she makes sure there’s enough left to make sweet memories with her family, including lots of vacations—yet it’s never without her laptop or Kindle. Under the influence of a serious dose of caffeine and after a long, hard, and sweaty run—and of course a refreshing shower—Julia writes romance stories spiced with a touch of drama and a pinch of suspense.
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Atlas Memorial: Love, Lust & Saving Lives
-- EXCERPT: I stood inside the automatic doors; hands clenched. This is it. Taking a deep breath, I took a step forward, dodging a group of men in surgical scrubs, and taking a sharp left towards what I thought was the elevator bank. A few steps in and I quickly realized I had gone the wrong way. Instead of elevators, a coffee cart with a line of customers wrapped around the corridor stood in its place. Shit. I must have gotten turned around and needed to go right, not left. I spun around to change course only to plow directly into someone holding a fresh cup of scolding hot coffee. “Oh my god.” I stumbled backwards, my heel catching on the toe of my other shoe. “Hot. That’s hot.” The guy swiped at his chest, coffee running down the front of his shirt and tie. I looked up into the face of one of the most gorgeous men I had ever seen. “Oh my god, you are hot.” “What?” He pulled at his clothes. “I mean, er, yes. Your coffee.” Shit. “It’s super hot. I’m so sorry.” Heat spread across my cheeks for the second time this morning. I reached over the counter for a stack of napkins, trying to remove all evidence of our meeting from his shirt. “Did I burn you?” “No it’s… I’m fine. I’m good.” He tossed the empty cup into the trash and took the remaining napkins from me. “That was completely my fault. I’m gonna be late and I got totally turned around and I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and…” “It’s okay.” He smiled. “Apology accepted.” His voice was deep and sensual, forcing my thighs to squeeze together at his words. For a split second I took the risk of looking him in the eye, but quickly decided my knees weren’t strong enough to handle it. His complexion was a creamy sand and his black pearl eyes were warm but mysterious. Longish onyx hair, a direct contrast to the professional business attire, fell slightly into his face as he looked down at me. My insides melted into warm pools when he reached for my hand, shaking it firmly in his grip. “Ryan,” he said, licking his lips. “Stella.” I breathed, barely audible. Whoa. Electricity passed between us as my heart fell into my stomach. Who was this guy? “Well it was nice meeting you Stella, but I’m running late myself.” He dropped my hand. The warm burn remained like a phantom ghost in my palm. “Have a good day.” “You too,” I said. He disappeared through the crowd of visitors pushing in through the Emergency Department and I inhaled a deep breath, allowing my heart to slow down to a normal rate. Several stunned moments passed as it took me to realize that what I had experienced just then was in fact not an out of body experience. That guy, that… Ryan really existed. I caught my reflection in the window and saw my face and chest were still burning a deep red. Plus I was pretty sure my loins were hanging out completely exposed. Not a good look for a positive first impression. I took another deep breath and got myself turned in the right direction, realizing I was supposed to go right instead of left to find the elevators. I was never going to make it on time but at least I wouldn’t be lying when I claimed that I had gotten turned upside down, and not just by the building.
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I vowed nothing would keep us apart... Fiona Reynolds is my other half. It’s been that way from the day I was born. I’ve dedicated my life to keep my promise. Fate just laughs in our face. She’s always out of reach, this time for good. I’ll do anything to prove she’s my destiny. If only she’d trust me one more time. After what I’ve done, how can I deserve him? Zane Rocks is my everything. There’s no one I love or trust more than him. It wasn’t his fault when he left me. I always knew he’d find his way back. Fear overwhelmed me, and I broke his heart. Will the most celebrated musician on the planet. Really give me another chance? When a rash decision changes their lives forever, hope for their future is all but shattered. Stakes are high. But Zane’s determined to prove a love this pure is timeless.
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“No. This changes everything, Fee. At least for me.” He grabs a pillow from the bed and heads into the living room without a backward glance. I don’t sleep a wink. The next day Zane drives us home. We exchange only the barest of pleasantries. He drops me off at my apartment. No kiss goodbye. Nothing. When I open the door to my dad’s apartment, it hits me. I’ve spent a decade protecting my heart. From the only person in the world who deserves it. And now he’s gone.
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Kaylene Winter wrote her first Rock Star Romance novel at age 15 starring a fictionalized version of herself, her friends and their gorgeous rocker boyfriends. After living her own rockstar life as a band manager, music promoter and mover and shaker in Seattle during the early 1990's, Kaylene became a digital media legal strategist helping bring movies, television and music online. Throughout her busy career, Kaylene lost herself in romance novels across all genres inspiring her to realize her life-long dream to write creatively. She lives in Seattle with her amazing husband and Siberian Husky. She loves to travel, throw dinner parties and support charitable causes supporting arts and animals.
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A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS by Jennifer Snow is out now! Check out this gorgeous holiday romance and grab your copy today!
Title: A Lot Like ChristmasAuthor: Jennifer SnowGenre: Holiday RomanceAbout A Lot Like Christmas:For Jessica Connolly, there is no better place than her coastal hometown of Blue Moon Bay. She has a wonderful family, supportive best friends, and a successful bakery on Main Street. Unfortunately, every time she designs one of her ex-boyfriends' wedding cakes, she's reminded just how unlucky she is with love...and that she's a good luck charm for men to find their happily ever after. With someone else. The minute they break up. So she's decided to be done with love. Dr. Mitch Jameson is more comfortable traveling the world with Doctors Without Borders than staying in one place. He just needs to survive the holidays in his small hometown before he can leave again. The beautiful, intriguing bakery owner with an aversion to dating might be just who he needs to occupy his restless heart. From sipping hot chocolates at the local festival of lights to early morning dessert deliveries, Jessica and Mitch rediscover the spirit of the holidays. But when the 25 days of Christmas are over, will their romance be over, too?
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Excerpt:Jessica locked her front door then hurried down the stone path to her driveway, where Mitch was waiting, at five fifty-five later that evening. Once again, he stood by the passenger side door, ready to open if for her, and her chest swelled seeing him. Not just because he looked amazing in a pair of faded jeans and grey hoodie under a worn leather jacket, but because he was always doing these nice, sweet gestures—opening doors, picking up the tab despite her protests, and being considerate of her time. She’d been a little surprised when he’d texted her that day asking what the plan was for that evening, but he’d obviously meant it when he said he was tagging along to her extra-curriculars. And so far, he seemed to be enjoying himself. Though one week of this was a lot different than a lifetime. She refused to get her hopes up that Blue Moon Bay could ever be enough for him. He was a nomad by nature and enjoyed that kind of life. “Okay, this is the sexiest shirt ever,” he said, hugging her quickly, then pulling back to eye her black, form-fitted, long sleeve, V-neck T-shirt with the words “I’m a Blue Ball Buster” on the front. She laughed, then blushed slightly. “It’s an axe throwing term. The bullseye has two blue balls…” He grinned, watching her with amusement in his dark eyes as she explained. “You knew that!” She hit him playfully and climbed into the car. “Yes, I did know that, but watching you blush as you explained it was too hard to resist,” he said. About Jennifer Snow:Jennifer Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author writing contemporary romance fiction for Grand Central Publishing, Entangled and Harlequin. Her stories range in heat level from sweet to sexy and are set everywhere from big cities to small towns. Her books are light and humorous, but also full of heart, featuring families and communities readers love to visit over and over again. Originally from Newfoundland, Canada, she now resides in Spain with her husband, son and three mischievous cats. She currently publishes psychological thrillers under her pen name J.M. Winchester and writes screenplays and TV shows in her 'spare' time. Her holiday rom-com, Mistletoe and Molly airs Christmas 2021! More information can be found on her website at www.jennifersnowauthor.com You can also find her at http://www.twitter.com/@jennifersnow18 and http://www.facebook.com/jennifersnowbooks/
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Title: Passion in Paris
Series: Vagabond Series
Author: C.L. Collier
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 21, 2021
Cover Design: Hell Bent Press
Taking a chance on myself, I decide to follow my dreams and hop on the next flight to Paris.
Imagine my surprise when Jack, my former friends-with-benefits, is on the same flight. We haven’t seen each other in years. He was always a good friend, not to mention our chemistry was off the charts. But he also stole my focus from my demanding career, which is why I had to end things. I couldn’t afford distractions.
When Jack asks me to see the sights of Paris with him, I can’t turn him down. However, with my life at a crossroads, I can’t afford distractions now either.
So what if he’s perfect boyfriend material? So what if he can light up my body with just one look? I never do relationships – I’ll just enjoy this passion in Paris for as long as I can.
C.L. Collier lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest. She was raised in the Seattle area, and although she lives closer to Portland, Oregon now, she frequently visits the hometown she loves. When she’s not writing, you can find her reading, watching her favorite sports teams, spending time with her family, or going to concerts. She likes her music loud, wine and coffee sweet, and her books steamy.
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