Thursday, August 31, 2017

Seraphina’s Vengeance Author: Sheena Hutchinson

Title: Seraphina’s Vengeance
Author: Sheena Hutchinson
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Cover Me, Darling
Publication Date: Sept. 18, 2017

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Blurb: One year ago, Seraphina’s entire world seemed to have dived into a mythical land over night. She’s somehow even gotten used to the madness of it all. But what happens when the craziness stops? Things become quiet… too quiet.

Sera should have known that things weren’t as quiet as they seemed. After one of the best nights of her life, Sera is forced into this treacherous journey to save one of her loved ones.
But following the path of evil begins to take its toll on Sera. As she struggles with her own internal dilemmas, Nate starts to take matters into his own hands. When this unseen world finally begins to affect Sera’s emotions and her relationship, can she hold it together to save her loved ones? Will love conquer all? Or will it turn her evil… forever?
Sheena is a born and raised New Yorker, even her writing can’t hide her hard sarcasm. She claims destiny lead her to writing again. She constantly strives to be a positive role model and write stories that empower and inspire.  
Sheena always roots for the underdog, believes in love at first sight, and that everyone should have their happily ever after. While God is currently writing her love story she continues to put all her time into her writing as she is constantly getting new inspiration.
For more on Sheena and her books visit her website www.SheenaHutchinson.com.
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Sure Thing Jana Aston


Sure Thing
Jana Aston
Publication date: October 10th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

A new STANDALONE romance from New York Times bestselling author Jana Aston
Have you ever set out to have a one night stand with a sexy stranger?
No? I’m the only one?
Just kidding, I would never.
Ever.
Not usually.

But then I figured, why not? My entire life I’ve been good and it’s gotten me nowhere.
No job.
No apartment.
No boyfriend.

I’m owed a little fun, aren’t I? A reward for being good.
Sure, a new pair of shoes would be more appropriate, but Mr. Sexy Stranger is more appealing. And when he speaks—in that British accent—it’s a done deal. Every American woman has a hot British guy fantasy. Well, most do. I haven’t taken a poll or anything, but I’m pretty sure it’s a fact.

Except…
You know that saying about best-laid plans?
Good, because I don’t either, but I assume they go awry.
Like my one night stand…


Author Bio:
Jana Aston likes cats, big coffee cups and books about billionaires who deflower virgins. She wrote her debut novel while fielding customer service calls about electrical bills, and she's ever grateful for the fictional gynecologist in Wrong that readers embraced so much she was able to make working in her pajamas a reality. Jana’s novels have appeared on the NYT, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists, some multiple times. She likes multiples.

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Escape from Heartland Jacquie Gee


Escape from Heartland
Jacquie Gee
(Heartland Cove, #2)
Publication date: August 22nd 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

We hardly know each other, yet somehow, on some unexplainable level, it feels like we’ve known each other forever.
Jules Bates is a fish-out-of-water in conservative, small town, Heartland Cove. A modern girl with modern dreams that have so far taken her all the way to father’s bait shop at the end of town. There, she spends her days, elbow-deep in worm dirt. She can’t remember the last time she’s been on a date, or dressed in anything but a lumberjack shirt and hip waders. Her life seems to be at a stalemate. It’s like her best friend said, “The perfect guy doesn’t just walk through your door and sweep you off your feet, you know?”
Or does he?

Jayden Sievert is on a mission, to solve the mystery of his life. But first he needs to track down a ghost. One in particular. The legend of Heartland Cove. Arriving in the small town, with his ghostbuster wannabe equipment in hand, he purchases the Caldwell place, much to the horror of the townsfolk—a stately Georgian Manor overlooking the sea, with a less than pleasant past. No one’s been brave enough to set foot in that place for over a decade.
Is this man mad? Or perhaps just a little crazy?
Jayden ignores them all. He knows the key to his success lies in his ability to minimize distractions, but then he meets Jules. Could she be the answer to the long-buried secret that Jayden’s spent a lifetime searching for?
The second in the series of sweet romances set in fiction Heartland Cove, this contemporary coming-of-age romance features a deliciously unexpected paranormal twist!
EXCERPT:
“Maybe she was here and left. I was supposed to be here sooner. Maybe she thought I was a no-show.”
“Maybe. But she would have texted. Anna’s not one to give up that easily on a sale.”
“Well, then, I guess we’d better keep looking for her.” I lean against the doorjamb, feeling the cold air encroaching on us again.
The muscles along the sides of Jules’ jaw twitch, as lightning snakes across the front bay windows. Then, without warning, the air hits Jules in the back, tossing her forward into my arms. I instinctively catch her as thunder strikes and it appears she’s leapt into my arms because of it, but it’s actually the ghost at play. He’s tossed her into my arms.
“What was that?” Jules cranks around looking very distressed.
“I dunno for sure.” I shake my head. “But you better stay close.”
She clings to my chest. No argument there.
Lightning strikes again and thunder crashes. “She’s an angry one and she’s close.”
“Ridiculously angry,” Jules adds.
“Is this a typical Maritime thing?”
“No,” she snaps, trembling. “I don’t remember rain even being in the forecast!”
Another crash of thunder and she scowls, looking deeply troubled. It sounds like it’s hitting right outside the door. “You’re right.” Jules’ eyes look like they’re about to pop from her head. She talks a mile a minute. “Anna must have left. Otherwise, we’d have seen her jeep. She can’t be here, or she’d answer me. We should go.” “She whirls around, ready to bolt from the building, and I catch her by the waist.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa…” I say into her ear, pulling her to me, her feet still kicking. “No sudden movements, my friend. Besides, we can’t go out there right now in the middle of all this.” I look again to the lightning streaking the panes of the windows, like fireworks now. Every window of the house is affected, illuminating in rapid sequence. Thunder booms all around us, shaking the rickety old structure.
“Well, we can’t very well stay here.” Jules glowers into my eyes, as I lower her to the floor. “I’ll take my chances.” She turns, about to bolt again, and a particularly loud crash of thunder sends her screaming back into my arms.
“I think it’s best if we let things die down out there a bit.”
“I think you’re right.” She buries her face in my chest. Her skin is warm and soft in contrast to the cold air around us, closing in tighter with every moment.
Jules looks up as lightning slashes the windows again. She lets out a small shriek and digs her nails into my chest.
“It’s only a storm,” I say, trying to comfort her.
“I don’t think so,” she gasps. The lights above the staircase flash on and off again. A strong crack of thunder hits, driving a gasping Jules to crawl the fronts of my shins. “Okay, look,” she says, breathlessly, fearfully, staring up into my face. “There’s something I should have told you. This place is haunted, okay?” Her words come out fast and slightly garbled, her voice trembling as hard as her hands. “I probably should have told you that on the drive up here, but Anna said she really needed the sale, and there was the possibly of her winning the trip to Hawaii to consider and—”
“I know.” I gaze down at her.
“You know about the trip to Hawaii?”
“No.” I laugh. “I know about the house.”
“You do? And you came to look at it anyway?” Jules scowls. Her voice cracks.
“Call me crazy—”
“Evidently!”
“And you’re a very good friend, by the way.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Thunder crashes again and she snuggles close. The cold air presses us even closer.
“I’m… ah…” I start, feeling as though I owe her some sort of explanation. I can’t tell her all of it, but I should tell her something. “I sort of fancy myself a bit of a paranormal sleuth,” falls out of my mouth. It’s not completely the truth, but it’ll have to do for now. I feel guilty lying to her, but I swear when this is all over, I’ll tell her the truth.
“So, like a ghostbuster wannabe, is that it?” Jules pulls back, her voice nearly shrieking.
“Something like that—”
“You knew this could happen, and you dragged me up here?”
“No!” I frown. “I—I had no idea this would happen.” I run a flustered hand through my hair. What does she think I am, a monster?
“Unbelievable.” She drops her hands from my chest. “I knew this was too good to be true.”
“What was?”
“Never mind.” She turns her back to me.
“Look, i-if it’s any consolation, this is not what you think.” I move closer. “It’s not voluntary. I have a gift or something. I—I see things—”I stammer, trying to explain the unexplainable.
“Omigawd, you see dead people?” She melts away from me.
“No, no—not like that. Well, sort of—”
She glares back at me, panicked.
“Okay, no, that’s not it.” I put up a hand. “No, that’s exactly it.” Jules gulps. “But only sometimes, and especially when they’re related to me—”
“Fantastic. So, what? You know the guy that haunts this place?”
“In a roundabout way, yes.”
The wind picks up, throwing the chimes that hang on the porch outside sideways into the wall, causing both our heads to snap around. A second gust of wind drives the chimes into the door and Jules back into my arms. The cold air intensifies, engulfing us like a blanket.
“It’s a long story,” I whisper in her ear. “Maybe I’ll tell you sometime over a beer—”
“I don’t drink beer.”
“Okay, fine, what do you like? Wine?”
“Moscato.”
Another resounding crack.
Jules screams. “I have to get out of here!”
“No, wait!” I reel her back when she tries to run again, catching a flash of green glowing light out of the corner of my eye. I pull her even closer than before.
“So, let me get this straight,” she clings, her breath jagged. “You make a living by talking to dead people?”
“No, not usually.” Gawd, I hate lying to her.
“But that’s why you’ve come to the Cove. To talk to a dead person.”
“One in particular, yes.”
“Why is that?” She glares up at me.
“Well, I was hoping this could wait till our second date, but, okay …” I glance briefly at the floorboards then back up into her eyes. “I came to talk to a ghost about my heritage. I’m hoping to find out exactly who I am.”
Thunder cracks so loud it drowns me out. I’m not sure that she’s heard me.
“And this ghost, he’s here, now?” Jules voice wobbles.
“I dunno for sure.” I glance around.
Thunder booms and lightning flecks like a light show. Hinges creak, and both our faces snap around and stare at the door, gape-mouthed and terrified, as it grates slowly open, revealing the raging storm outside. Wind howls within. The door gasps open and closed.
“I think it wants us to go.” Jules swallows as lightning wildly stripes the sky.
“I think you might be right.” A blast of thunder shakes the floorboards, and I grab her hand and step forward, as the door slams furiously shut, and the lock falls with a clunk. Jules’ body shakes at the end of my arm. “What do we do now?”


Author Bio:
Jacquie Gee is the alias of Jacqueline Garlick. Maybe you’ve read her?
We are one and the same. Two faces of one author with very different writing styles. That way, I keep readers happy by keeping my writing passions separated.
On a personal note, I love to talk… strange for a writer, I know, but I do. I’m told I can be pretty funny, though, my kids see things in a different light. I love to write romances with a strong, sassy, heroines, and scrumptiously, gorgeous leading men. I write sweet romance surrounded by chocolate and an overweight sheltie. Neither of which are related. And there are always with fresh flowers in the room. Raised in a small town in the country myself, I like writing about them best. I mean, who doesn’t love a small-town? Enough about me, what about you?
Drop me a line and let’s get to know each other.
jacqueline@jacquelinegarlick.com I love to hear from readers!


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Undressed Kimberly Derting


Undressed
Kimberly Derting
(The Men of West Beach, #1)
Publication date: August 27th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Can two people whose dreams have been cast aside find a new passion…together?
No one ever expected straight-A student Lauren Taylor to make waves. But that was the old Lauren, before she went to college and became an online stripper to make ends meet. Now, Lauren is on the run with a secret and a bag of cash, fleeing landlocked Arizona for the beaches of California.
Will Gabaldon was one of the hottest surfers on the circuit, but fate had something else in mind. When a surfing accident shattered his budding career, Will was forced into a life of tending bar and doing odd jobs just to survive.
A swim instructor with secrets like Will is the last thing Lauren wants. A distraction like Lauren is the last thing Will needs.
But soon, both discover there’s one thing more dangerous than the wave that ended Will’s career: Love.
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SNEAK PEEK:
I wanted to tell him he was doing this body shot thing all wrong. It was supposed to be done fast—salt, tequila, lime. One, two, three.
Rapid fire.
Not this leisurely investigation of my body. But I was convinced that if I tried to talk the words would get caught behind the massive lump clogging my throat.
The suction of his mouth made me shudder, and despite myself my body betrayed me. Fiery tendrils unfolded, and as he lapped at the tequila, drinking it up, I couldn’t help imagining what it would be like if his mouth moved lower . . . lower . . . lower . . .


Author Bio:
Kimberly has been in love with LOVE since the first grade, when she would make “boyfriends” hold her hand during recess . . . whether they wanted to or not. In high school, she discovered romance novels and she’s been hooked ever since!
She is the author of the award-winning THE BODY FINDER series, THE PLEDGE trilogy, THE TAKING trilogy, and UNDRESSED (her first book in The Men Of West Beach series). She's also co-written the soon-to-be-released picture books about a girl who loves science! Her books have been translated into 15 languages, and both THE BODY FINDER and THE PLEDGE were YALSA Best Fiction for Young Adults selections.
These days, she spends entirely too much time ordering stuff off the Internet, binge-watching Netflix, and holding hands with a guy who doesn’t have to be forced (her husband).

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Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Fallen: The Dark Side of Good Author: Devyn Dawson

Title: Fallen: The Dark Side of Good
Author: Devyn Dawson      
Genre: YA Paranormal Fantasy
Editor: Skewed Editing Services
Cover Designer: Undercover Covers
Blurb:
From the author of The Light Tamer Trilogy, comes the duet series, The Dark Side of Good
This is a spin-off series from The Light Tamer, it is three years later and Amber is no longer a Light Tamer. Amber and Thorne have been on the run from the Council after Amber was framed for murder. The two of them join forces with rogue supernaturals and start the punk rock band, The Dark Side of Good. They travel all over the United States playing in night clubs and ampitheaters. Their bandmate, Xena, uses her gift as a witch to create a glamour to hide their real identity. Everything comes to a halt when a Shadow Warrior hunts Amber down with promises to clear her name. His one condition, she must sign a blood contract. If she is found to be guilty, he will take her life and absorb her powers. His talk of angels and higher powers intrigue her enough to sign the contract.
Will it all be too much for them? The secrets. The lies. The Fear. In the end, will it lead her to absolution, or more betrayal? - You don't need to read The Light Tamer Trilogy to enjoy this older YA duet.
I'm a lover of words. Words can create, demonstrate, hurt, cure, evoke and fill the void when nothing else can. My words, when they find their escape through my fingertips to the keyboard, they come to life. They are powerful, and from the lips they can bring joy. Always be mindful of the words you use. ~ Devyn
Devyn is the author of eleven full length novels and two novellas. Currently, she lives in Trent Woods, North Carolina, although her heart is always in her hometown of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. She enjoys spending time with her little darlings (grandchildren), and reading anything she can. One of her passions is to share her love of writing with pre-teens and teenagers. Devyn visits schools in Eastern North Carolina to talk with English classes. If you would like to learn more or schedule a school visit, you can email her at authordevyndawson@gmail.com
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THORNE
“WATCH OUT!” I yell at Amber as an overzealous fan tries to tackle her from behind. She twists around and zaps the guy with an electric current, enough to knock him backwards. “Come on, we need to get out before another lunatic sneaks back here.”
“Okay Guardian,” Amber scowls. “You always take away my fun. You’re a fun sucker.”
I sprinkle a pinch of memory dust on the knocked-out fan to erase what happened here today. “Yeah, well, if we don’t split, someone is going to post this online. Come on, Reed and Xena already left.”
Therefore, I’m always telling everyone we can’t do meet and greets. Amber is like a giant flame, and the fans are moths. No matter what we do, we can’t seem to get the intense attraction factor to subside. Xena, our drummer, is by far the most powerful witch I’ve ever met. She walks the line between the dark arts and white magic. She provides us a glamor that changes the way we look to the world. The four of us are the only ones who can see what we really look like. When we look in a mirror we will see what the world sees. We look similar to our real selves, only our faces are shaped a bit differently, so are our bodies. Amber’s double wears Tink’s signature Marilyn Monroe piercing on her face, but Amber doesn’t.
 It never fails, we do an event, and the fans go crazy, and there’s always a guy in the crowd who proclaims his love for Tink, our name for Amber to keep her identity hidden. When we’re close to the time for our glamor to be recharged, her fae pheromones wreak havoc on the fans, making her even more irresistible. By the reaction today, we are due for a recharge.
Amber storms ahead of me, flipping her hair and her middle finger in typical Tink fashion. She must be the most aggravating ex-girlfriend I’ve ever had. When we left the supernatural testing center, she was crazier than any psycho I’ve dealt with. She was running and trying to resist the urge to drain the light from tamers. In the beginning, if I hadn’t been there to stop her, she would have left a long string of drained Light Tamers created by her. That’s how we found Xena, we were looking for an apothecary to create something to suppress Amber’s urges. She found out we were starting up a band, and she was looking for one to join. We met Reed through her, and Dark Side of Good was born.
“Come on Ace, we don’t want to keep them waiting,” Amber smirks at me. She puts on a ridiculously big pair of yellow sunglasses and climbs into the back of the black Uber we ordered.
“Damn, Tink, you have wild mojo with the fans. Good thing you have that zapping power to knock someone out. He was going to squash you,” Reed rambled as he grabbed my guitar to slide into the back row of the SUV.
It never fails to impress us how many people show up to these things, and then when people go freaky fan on us, we bail. If the Council gets wind of a band that is considered irresistible, they’ll think we’re attempting to lure people to our shows. We all want to stay under the radar as much as possible. When Amber and I left the institution two Christmases ago, I knew we were up against the world. It didn’t take long for them to put out an all-points bulletin in their newsletter and send it to everyone. They claimed it was for Amber’s own safety since no one knows exactly what she’s capable of since turning.
We hired a troll to put out the word we were in Canada. Every so often, he has someone report a sighting of us in the most remote parts of the country. So far, we have fooled them. When Hades released all the Dark Ones from the curse three years ago, that left Amber as the only one left. She isn’t really a Dark One, she is a more insane one, when she loses control. It is as if when a Light Tamer is around, she loses her mind and goes nuts. If she drains any light, be it from a Tamer or too much sun exposure, her body spews it out. The first time it happened, she had been sun bathing all day. When she came in the house, every single light bulb exploded. Amber doubled over in pain, curled up on the floor in the fetal position. Xena and I think she’s allergic to the light now. That’s why what the Council is accusing her of is ridiculous. They’re saying she drained several Tamers and they died. A bounty was set on her head and mine as an accomplice. We are being hunted by the best hunters in the world.
“I like the lunatics. They make me feel sane,” Amber states as she taps out a text to one of her admirers.
 Since we hit the road, The Dark Side of Good has been a hit on the indie circuit. We met Brennan at our first big gig. She’s been with us since that night. We hit it off like long lost siblings from the minute we met. If it weren’t for her, we wouldn’t be nearly as big with the underground industry. Xena was the last to trust Brennan and her extensive knowledge of the dark web. As an orphan elf, she was placed up for adoption with a two-human family who moved to China for six years when she was in middle-school. While in China, she got in with a bunch of computer geeks and became a gamer with incredible hacking skills.
Full-blooded elves are too protective of their children and would never place their children with a human family. No one knows who her mother was or why she placed her for adoption. From what Brennan says, it worked out great for her, she loves her adoptive parents.
Brennan schedules our gigs, appearances, and accommodations. She does most everything regarding the band, but dress us. She has mad skills at managing us, and we’re making money, hand over fist. All of us look out for her, and she does the same for us.
“Pizza will be here in ten minutes. I hope someone has some cash to tip the guy this time.” Brennan shoots Amber a dirty look. Last time we ordered food, Amber hissed at the pizza guy for forgetting red peppers.
“He was a schmuck, he forgot the peppers I ordered.”
“We’ll assume they remembered the peppers. Does anyone have tip money?” Brennan asks again.
Reed tosses a ten on the dining table. “When will we be in Albuquerque?”
 “That’s in two weeks. Speaking of New Mexico, Bren, were you able find anything as to who was attempting to break through the shimmer?” Even though I’m no longer Jessie’s Guardian, I can’t help but worry about her. She’ll always be my friend. Until people quit looking for Amber and trying to pin a bunch of crimes on her that she didn’t commit, I can’t talk to Jessie directly. Someone has killed two Light Tamers in Canada and witnesses have described Amber as the murderer. It wasn’t her. She wasn’t in Canada when it happened, and she doesn’t kill people. She’s a queen b, but she isn’t a killer. Until I figure out who is doing it, we can’t have any contact with anyone.
Last week, Brennan found some information on the dark-web that suggested Amber was running with a crew of thugs. They’re saying the thugs plan to attack Jessie and Caleb. All because they couldn’t heal me before Amber stabbed herself with the Sword of Darkness. I had been stabbed with it, and as I lay dying, the Light Tamers tried to heal me. Jessie is the Queen of Everlasting Light on the other side of the shimmer and was my charge. If a person doesn’t wake up before dawn breaks the following day, all the goodness in them is drained and they become dark. Amber took the sword and promised to spend her days dark with me. What they didn’t know was their healing did work and I woke up in the final seconds before the sun rose, but Amber couldn’t be saved. When Hades released all the Dark Ones, we hoped it would release Amber, but it didn’t. Her behavior is calmer than it was before, but there is a darkness to her that is hard to ignore.
Before we get caught as a band, and they accuse us for crimes we didn’t commit, we put Brennan in charge of clearing Amber. “No, but I’m going to a gaming-con. There’s talk that X2O will be there. He has hunters who work for him who are the best in the world. They won’t work for the Council because they think they’re behind some of the framing that goes on in the supernatural world. If I can get X2O to help us, we can get a lot of mysteries surrounding the Tamers solved.”
Amber tosses a tennis ball across the room. “Don’t ya’ll think that all the snooping around you do will get us caught? If this fancy X2O person is out and about, how are you so sure he isn’t a double-agent? What we have going for us is working, so leave it be.”
“Tink, wouldn’t you like to clear your name so you can at least see your own family?” I’ve had this argument with her so many times I can almost write a screenplay with our dialogue.
“Whatever! You won’t listen to me, anyway. Snoop around, Bren, hire all the X2O people you want. I. Don’t. Care. Anymore!”
Xena’s arms flail in the air. “Can we get a mic drop in isle one? Mic drop in isle one.”
“Jeez, is it everyone’s cycle or something?” Reed complains. “Damn drama crap is going on every time you bring up this Jessie-bitch you talk about. It pisses Tink off, which pisses Xena off, and ultimately, Brennan will get pissed because, well, she’s a chick and they all get pissed off.”
I pick up the tennis ball and chuck it at him, but he knows it’s coming and ducks. “Puss.”
We both laugh.

Storm Runners (An Interactive Romance) by Nara Malone

Storm Runners (An Interactive Romance)
by Nara Malone
Release Date: 8/30/2017
Synopsis
A Pick-Your-Passion Interactive Romance
Trella gambled on hitting the big time as a singer/songwriter, vowing she’d be a star in a year. She wound up hungry, homeless, and jobless, with only a charity bus ticket to get her home. With a blizzard rolling in and planes grounded, the last bus out of town is a last chance to reach destinations for a host of strangers almost as desperate as she is.
When the storm leaves everyone stranded in a small town waiting out the blizzard, Trella takes the opportunity to turn her burgeoning fantasies into reality—and you’ll get to choose which path Trella takes to find the happy ending she desperately needs.
Will it be:
Bus line owner/driver, Greyson, who looks like he could double as the lead singer in a heavy metal band, and tempts her to explore the darker side of love.
Wounded warrior Diana, with her voice as sweet as Cajun honey, luring Trella to her with an erotic tale of southern heat on the bayou.
The two sexy gamer guys who enchant her with a VR fantasy world where two handsome knights wait to serve her every desire.
Where will love take you?
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Meet The Author
Whether it's a shapeshifter romance exploring the primal power of the wild feminine, or BDSM romance where love digs into a character's shadows, Nara believes romance should open the door and push lovers into a new dimension: sexually, emotionally, and sometimes physically. 
Nara Malone is an award winning novelist and poet. As a freelance journalist and writer, her feature profiles on women entrepreneurs and her romantic short stories have been published in newspapers, magazines, and digital publications.
Nara lives on a small farm in the shadow of the Blue Ridge Mountains. When she's not writing, she loves to run, hike, bike, and kayak. Every story she tells incorporates her love of animals, nature, and adventure.

Dear Diary Author: Susan Horsnell

Title: Dear Diary
Author: Susan Horsnell     
Genre: Children’s
Blurb:
DEAR DIARY,
Rebecca is an eleven-year-old girl whose father has taken a job in a new town.
This means she is forced into a new school.
Shorter than most her age, and not quite as intelligent, makes her a prime target for ongoing bullying.
The only thing she can trust in, confide in, is her Diary.
A story about the real danger of bullying which every child should read.
This story is fictional but based on a true to life event.
I have written two children's books during my career.
This is my second, dedicated to my nephew who took his own life just a few weeks after he turned twelve years old.
I have five grandchildren who are subjected to bullying, a coward's way of displaying power over another and occurs at any age.
Hopefully through this book, both children and adults will learn how dangerous bullying can be. It's not something which can be dismissed as a childhood 'stage.'
My first book – Secret Beneath the House - is the story of two children left alone for the day. What they find under the house is another magical world.
I also write Best Selling/Award Winning Western Romance and Best Selling Contemporary Romance under a pen name.
I have been married for 43 years, have 2 married sons and 5 gorgeous grandchildren.
Hubby and I are retired and love to travel Australia with our caravan, our elderly Jack Russell dog – Caellagh (Kelly) and a very opinionated Cockatiel called Rocky.
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Destined to Crave by Setta Jay

Fate gave them love… then tore them apart.
The descendant of two almighty Gods and a Guardian of Earth, Eirykr “Rykr” is born of immense power. Yet, no amount of strength or skill can save him from the curse that tore him away from his first and only love. Turned into a shadowy assassin, he wields the demons bound to his soul with the ruthlessness of a blade. For nearly a decade, he’s searched for the key to free himself, all the while watching over and dangerously craving the beautiful mate who believes she’s driven him away.
Lucy is a born protector, a trait of her Guardian lineage. When her greatest gift was torn from her, leaving a gaping hole in her soul, she refuses to allow a young Rykr, her known mate, to suffer the same dire consequences. Her fear forces her to make a haunting decision and with a grave threat, she crushes him, demanding they part for a decade. Yet, as the years pass she can feel him watching her from the shadows, conjuring wild fantasies that make her ache for him to finally end their torment.
As time ticks toward the decade mark, dark forces rush to descend. Will Rykr’s secret and relentless need to protect Lucy condemn them to a hopeless destiny of constant craving? Or will Lucy bind them for all eternity, no matter the violent threat to her very soul?
Warning: This title contains dirty talk, bad language and erotically charged scenes meant to scorch your eReader.
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☆Ecstasy Claimed is Free and is the second in series of the Guardians of the Realms Series!☆
Gregoire has spent centuries with his brother Guardians fighting for the safety and security of the Realms. Endless decades of battling mixed with bouts of mindless sex to sate his needs. Needs that haven’t truly been fulfilled since she was born. The one destined to be his bonded mate. For the last twenty five years Gregoire has kept his distance giving her time to grow into a female who is capable of handling his intense dominance.
Alyssa has done everything that was expected of her, until the day she finds out she has a mate who has left her unclaimed. Unheard of when mates are rare and coveted. Even worse is the fact that he is the most powerful of her race and a Guardian of the Realms. Furious at the rejection she decides she is now in charge of her life. No more will she allow others to rule her.
Against the backdrop of evil forces that are conspiring to topple the Realms, can Gregoire find his wayward mate before she is taken by corrupt Immortals? Can Alyssa forgive him and learn to exert her own female power while surrendering to his savage passion? And will the two of them be able to forge a mate bond that cannot be severed... or will they be forever cursed with an Ecstasy Unclaimed?
Warning: Dirty talking, possessive alpha male; scenes of sexual exhibition; an instance of f/f; spankings and more.
 
Setta Jay is the author of the popular Guardians of the Realms Series. She's garnered attention and rave reviews in the paranormal romance world for writing smart, slightly innocent heroines and intense alpha males. She loves creating stories that incorporate a strong plot with a heavy dose of heat.
An avid reader her entire life, her love of romance started at a far too early age with the bodice rippers she stole from her older sister. Along with reading, she loves animals, brunch dates, coffee that is really more French vanilla creamer, questionable reality television, English murder mysteries, and has dreams of traveling the world.
Born a California girl, she currently resides in Idaho with her incredibly supportive husband.
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