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her life over again just months shy of the Big 4-0. But she didn’t expect her
husband to cheat on her either. She packs up her kids and heads home to Mom—who
happens to own the most popular restaurant in town. Joely immediately throws
herself into emotionally charged cooking, and her passion-infused sweets are an
good-looking, smooth-talking restaurant manager, can’t help but notice the new,
attractive addition to his kitchen. The only problem, as he sees it, is that
she doesn’t seem to know how desirable she is. He quickly decides to remind
Joely what it means to feel like a sensual woman again.
soon-to-be ex rethink letting her go. He uses the children to try to get Joely
back, but their sixteen-year-old daughter has other plans. She’s fallen head
over heels with none other than Xander, who has his sights set firmly on her
Voight serves up a heaping amount of sensuality and angst in a tale of sexual
and personal awakening, one that examines reclaiming womanhood no matter where
you are in life.
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door, who carried a large white box. “Miss Morgan?” he asked.
considering, like Xander and Novanna had said, that wasn’t who she was anymore.
“Yes,” she said as she approached.
before carrying the large parcel into the house and up the stairs. She didn’t
stop until she reached the bedroom, where she deposited the box onto her bed.
Before she could rip it open, her phone rang.
on the bed next to her gift.
away and moved the tissue aside to reveal a silky black and lace dress. “Oh,
Xander,” she murmured as she withdrew it, revealing a flowing skirt, snug
bodice with a sweetheart neckline that dipped low in front. The wide straps
were made of lace and the style was much like the other 50s-inspired clothing
he’d selected for her. He clearly preferred retro glamour. “It’s lovely.”
in it.” She shivered in spite of herself. “There’s just one thing,” he
in a voice so low it nearly made Joely groan out loud.
to me tonight at The Ranch, I want to know that I’m just a fine bit of silk
away from fxxxxxg you right there on that dance floor. And I want everyone else
to know it, too.”
the one in charge, remember? And you will be a good girl and do as you’re
wearing this dress.”
he’ll know that this weekend you belong to someone new.”
screenwriter and bestselling author with over twenty published titles in
fiction and nonfiction. She covers everything from travel to politics in
nonfiction, as well as romance, paranormal, and dark, “ripped from the
headlines” topics like Dirty Little Secrets.
discovered her love for writing in sixth grade, courtesy of a Halloween
assignment. From then on, writing became a place of solace, reflection, and
security. This was never more true than when she found herself homeless in L.A.
at the age of nineteen. There, she wrote her first novel, Chasing Thunder,
longhand on notebook paper, while living out of her car. Fittingly, this book
will be the first released through a traditional publisher in 2015.
she lost her nine-day-old son, she worked through her grief by writing the
story that would eventually become The Fullerton Family Saga.
on a new journey—to publish romance novels starring heroines who look more like
the average American woman. These “Rubenesque” romances have
developed a following thanks to her bestselling Groupie series. Other titles,
such as the highly-rated New Adult series, Fierce, tap into the
“reality-TV” preoccupation in American entertainment, which gives her
contemporary stories a current, pop culture edge.
writing gut-twisting angst, Ginger isn’t afraid to push the envelope with
characters who are perfectly imperfect. Whether rich, poor, sweet, selfish,
gay, straight, plus-size or svelte, her characters are beautifully flawed and
three-dimensional. They populate her lavish fictional landscapes and teach us
more about the real world in which we live simply through their interactions
with each other. Ginger’s goal with every book is to give the reader a little
bit more than they were expecting, told through stories they’ll never forget.
RELEASE DAY BLITZ
Nearly a year after the Pathogen’s release, the world around the surviving few has been decimated. Few factions remain and those must compete for their right to survive. Jackson and Lexy search for a cure, but their hope dwindles when they witness the true extent of the Pathogen’s influence across the entire spectrum of life. As each Faction vies for their help to stabilize those exhibiting extraordinary strength and skill, tensions mount and fears are unleashed. It’s time to chose a Faction, or start one of their own.
“What do you think, Jackson? Should we take a chance and see how they’re doing it? Maybe it is a safe place to do our own research.”
“I don’t think we should all go,” he said. “What if is just another trap? If we’re all in there, there won’t be a chance to get back out. Lex, you have to let me do this. I’ll check it out. If I don’t contact you in twenty-four hours, it’s not legit. I’ll find a way back out and meet you in Montana.”
Lexy grabbed his hand. “Jackson, no.”
“It’s something you know I need to do. Maybe it’s fine, right?” He squeezed her hand. “If it is, we can work together, but I can’t chance it. We can’t both be taken. I know you realize that.”
Tears formed and she blinked them back. “All right. But we’ll stay close, and we will get you out if need be.”
“I’ll go with you to contact them, Rico.”
Jackson leaned into Rico. “Get Lexy out of here and keep her safe. I’ll get out on my own if I need to, understood?”
“Yes, of course, but Jackson, we’re all in this together. We have been since you asked us to go get her. We’re a team, and this team doesn’t leave men behind. You got that? You’ve been trying to separate yourself for a while now. That’s on you. You got some kind of guilt trip going on, fine. We’ll do what we have to do. Nothing you have to say is going to change that.”
They stared at each other for a moment and then stepped into the Stryker.
“We have one taker for your offer. The rest of us have somewhere to be, over.”
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About This Literary Chef
I grew up in a small northern Minnesotan town, married my high school sweetheart, had two beautiful children and as soon as we could, we moved to a warmer climate. I have worked with my husband building and decorating custom homes for years. After loving every kind of vampire book, movie, and series, I decided that I wanted to know more. I can write a book I thought, how hard can that be? Well, very hard. But I stuck to it and finished my first book Royal Blood Chronicles Book One, Katrina, The Beginning, in August 2009. There are now nine books in that series; The Protectors, The Dark Prince, Cain, the Quest, Bloodline and Legacy, Redemption and Destiny, and book nine Sabine, with book ten- Power of the Secret -out this fall.
I’ve also started to write mystery/suspense contemporary adult romances under my E.L. Loraine brand. The first release is Corporate Ties, A Silken Ties Novel, the second a sweeter romance – Western Escape. A second Silken Ties Novel will be released in August 2014.
The feedback has been great. I have also released Phantom Lives – Collier, and new paranormal series, book two of that series Phantom Lives – Power, book three to be out around Christmas. I also have just published book one of my Shifter Chronicles – Green River. My parents always told me that I could do anything that I wanted, work hard, study, and do it right. I believe that and live that way every day.
I started writing this new vampire series for teens and their moms because I myself wanted something different to read. I was tired of all the modern versions of vampire books, there had to be more to these long-lived beings. Where had they been, what had they seen? I wanted, no I NEEDED to know more so Royal Blood Chronicles was born! Strong female characters and action and adventure mixed with romance, friendship, and a historical backdrop. Phantom Lives continues with another strong female character, which is very important to me. Phantom Lives is a modern day, paranormal romance, filled with mystery, magical places, and beings.
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Thomas Carrick is determined to make his own life in the bustling port city of Glasgow, far from the demands of the Carrick clan, eventually with an appropriate wife on his arm. But disturbing events on his family’s estate force Thomas to return to the Scottish countryside—where he is forced to ask for help from the last woman he wants to face. Thomas has never forgotten Lucilla Cynster and the connection that seethes between them, but to marry Lucilla would mean embracing a life he’s adamant is not for him.
Strong-willed and passionate, Lucilla knows Thomas is hers—her fated lover, husband, protector, mate. He is the only man for her, just as she is his one true love. How can he ignore a bond stronger than reason and choose a different path? She’s determined to fight for their future, and while she cannot command him, she has enticements of her own to wield when it comes to tempting Thomas Carrick.
He knew they had to stop, to cease and desist before he lost all hope of ever stepping back from her. Of ever letting her go.
But her hand remained on his cheek, her touch scalding in a way that had nothing to do with heat, effortlessly holding him captive. Holding his senses, snaring them in a net of want from which he couldn’t break free.
His senses and his mind were literally reeling.
She seemed to know, to realize.
But instead of comprehending the danger, pulling back, and letting him go, she reached—with her lips, with her body, with the gentle pressure of her hand on his cheek.
A sudden clattering clang of hooves on cobbles snapped them both free; on a mutual gasp, both pulled back from the kiss.
The sharp clatter was followed by shouts and calls.
For one instant, they remained locked together, gazing into each other’s eyes. Both of them were breathing rapidly. His pulse thudded in his ears.
Then the calls rising from below hauled them both fully back to the here and now.
They stepped apart. Side by side, they moved to the window.
That end of the disused wing overlooked the stable yard. On the cobbles below, they saw Nigel and Nolan, still mounted, their horses dancing, infected by the brothers’ transparently ebullient spirits.
Nigel had called for the stablemen—that had been the summons Thomas and Lucilla had heard—but Sean, Mitch, and Fred were taking their time.
Thomas watched as the stablemen slowly ambled across the yard and—it seemed grudgingly—held Nigel’s and Nolan’s horses. Apparently oblivious to the almost sullen disapprobation radiating from their clansmen, the brothers continued exchanging comments with each other as they dismounted, then haphazardly flung their reins toward the stablemen and started toward the house.
There were no greetings exchanged between the stablemen and the young masters of the house. As far as Thomas could see, there hadn’t even been any true acknowledgment of each other—a remarkable contrast to when he’d ridden in.
Frowning, he stepped back from the window. Less than a second’s thought sufficed to suggest that making his presence known to Nigel sooner rather than later would serve everyone, Manachan especially, best.
He looked at Lucilla. She was still gazing down at the stable yard, at the stablemen leading the horses away. Even though he couldn’t see her eyes, from her pensive, assessing expression it was clear that she’d detected the strain between the two groups of men and, like him, found it curious.
“I should go and break the news to Nigel.” He took another step back. When she turned to look at him, he pointed over his shoulder at the door just along the corridor. “That’s the door to the gallery in the main wing.” Briefly, he met her gaze. “I’ll see you later.”
He didn’t wait to see if she would reply; he turned on his heel, strode to the door, and escaped.
Lucilla watched him go. He left the door ajar; whether he’d meant to or not, it was a clear invitation to follow. Which she fully intended to do.
The kiss…had been everything she’d wanted. Even more than she’d dreamed of. But now Nigel and Nolan had arrived, such personal matters had to be set aside—for the moment. Until later.
ABOUT THIS LITERARY CHEF
#1 New York Times bestselling author Stephanie Laurens began writing romances as an escape from the dry world of professional science. Her hobby quickly became a career when her first novel was accepted for publication, and with entirely becoming alacrity, she gave up writing about facts in favor of writing fiction.
Laurens’s novels are set in the time period of the British Regency, and her settings range from Scotland to India. Laurens has published fifty works of historical romance, including 29 New York Times bestsellers. All her works are continuously available in print and digital formats in English worldwide, and have been translated into many other languages. An international bestseller, among other Stephanie’s email contactsaccolades Laurens has received the Romance Writers of America prestigious RITA Award for Best Romance Novella 2008, for The Fall of Rogue Gerrard.
Her continuing novels featuring the Cynster family are widely regarded as classics of the genre. Other series include the Bastion Club Novels and the Black Cobra Quartet. For information on upcoming releases and updates on novels yet to come, visit Stephanie’s website.
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Title: Beneath His Darkness
Series: Healing Hearts
Author: Renee Dyer
Release Date: February 23, 2015
If I could describe my world in a color, it would be black.
My heart is black. My mind is black. Everything is black.
I let darkness take over when I was sixteen. That’s when my world fell apart.
That’s when I learned Tucker Stavros took my life away from me.
I’ve spent years allowing the darkness to comfort me; letting it take my emotions and box them up.
Why do I need emotions anyway? They only make me weak. I need to be strong for what needs to be done.
What needs to be done, you ask?
That’s simple. Destroy Tucker. Bring him to his knees. Show him how it feels to lose everything.
Well, that was the plan, until Cammie Richards walked into my life.
Now there are gray areas — slight color bleeding through the black.
What happens when she looks beneath my darkness and sees the monster lurking there?
Will she run away or try to save me?
How do I tell her I can’t be saved?
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
From a young age Renee Dyer had a love of writing, starting with a doodle pad at age four that soon turned into journals and later computer documents.
Poetry became short stories and short stories became a novel.
Although she’s surrounded by males all day having three sons, a husband and a hyperactive chocolate lab, she still finds time to be all woman when she escapes into the fantasy of reading and writing romance.
That is, until she needs male perspective and garners eye rolling from her husband. She’s a true New Englander.
You’ll find her screaming profanity at her TV while the Pats play and cuddling under blankets during the cold seasons (which is most of them) reading a good book.
To her snow is not a reason to shut things down, only a reason to slow down and admire the beauty. Ask her questions and she’ll answer them. She’s an open book, pun fully intended.
AUTHOR CONTACT LINKS
TWITTER or @ReneeDyerAuthor
E-MAIL – Reneedyerauthor@gmail.com
By Tanya Vought
Published: February 23, 2015
A decision that will change her life forever.
After the loss of her husband, Gracelynn Calhoun has struggled with her life and career. Forced to take a four week vacation or be fired from her job, she surprises everyone including herself and agrees to the vacation.
The owner of Antonetti Suites, Giovanni works hard and doesn’t have time for relationships or love. That is until he literally crashes into Gracelynn. She brings back all the feelings he thought he would never feel again.
With the odds stacked against them in every way possible, will they forge ahead together or will this be the end of the road for their newfound love? Will the whispers from above bring them together or will misunderstandings ruin what could be an amazing second chance at love?
About This Literary Chef
Tanya Vought is a hopeless romantic. She loves reading, writing, singing and doing crafts with her children. What started as a lifelong dream became reality. She’s overjoyed that readers will get to read her debut, Granted Wishes. She loves her characters sexy and sassy. She lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and two amazing and imaginative children.
“Wow. You’re a vision, you know that?” He practically drools all over. She wears a pair of blue jeans and a low cut green sweater with a white scarf wrapped around her neck. Her hair is up, and she wears light make up.
She chuckles. “Like what you see?” She smirks at him, daunting him. The little vixen can come out and play when she wants and he is enjoying this side of the sexy Gracelynn.
He decides to play dirty himself. “Want to see how happy I am to see you?” He smirks back at her. “Let’s make a wager, shall we?” he asks competitively.
She grins at him. She intently twirls a strand of her hair that she left down by her face between her fingers, licks her lips and stares at him. She looks him up and down, making him even more drawn to her.
He gulps. The damn vixen knows how to play dirty.
“Well, what is the wager? Because if it is staring at each other all night, I could do that and then some.”
takes a jab at the guest on his show and I settle back on
I wear I pop the top off the cold beer I’ve just retrieved from the fridge
and take a long swig. I’m not really one for jewelry but over time I’ve
grown accustomed to the heavy band and some of its finer functions, like
how it doubles as a bottle opener quite nicely. With a flick of my wrist I
toss the cap on the coffee table and try to focus on the television, but I
struggle. I’m tired. It’s nothing new; I can’t remember the last time I
wasn’t exhausted. Had to be before David, I surmise. Surely I’d slept better
before the little monster latched onto me?
child I mute the television and turn toward the closed
behind which he lies sleeping. My keen Wanderer hearing
in fact it doesn’t detect anything at all, causing the hairs on the back
of my neck to stand on end. A paralyzing fear snakes its way through my
stomach and before I can think twice I’m off the sofa. Mother’s
instinct…that’s how one of the women at the M.O.P.S. (Mothers of
Preschoolers) group I’d been going to had described it. At the time I’d
thought she was nuts and had almost let her know, using very specific terminology
that there was no fucking way I was plagued by some feminine sixth sense. Then
I remembered that they all thought I was a woman, thanks to a little mental
tampering on my part so I could fit in. Looking at it in that context her
assessment wasn’t so offensive, I decided. Still I’d Googled that shit
when I got home only to discover she’d been spot on. The unexplainable
feelings of dread that I sometimes get are apparently frequent in mothers
through David’s door with no consideration for the sleeping
breeze from the window that I don’t remember leaving open and panicking I
flip on a light. I run to the bed and yank back the covers that I find nothing
out of the ordinary despite already knowing something is very, very wrong.
my forehead as my eyes dart from the empty bed to the
to the malevolent grin and dark luminescent eyes floating in the shadows.
I lunge for the Sylph calmly hovering mere inches beyond the window sill.
cry with mocking humor. Before I can get my hands
tufts of bright smoke that swiftly extinguish before my eyes.
fingers dug so tightly into the window frame that it cracks. I
about disoriented; it’s difficult to think. I have to move, I have to find
him. My battle-ready body responds to the simple command and all higher
reasoning checks out. I leap through the window into the night; it’s time
Title: Ella’s Love
Author: Jasmine Lee
Release Date: February 4, 2015
Cover Design: Sheri McGathy
Models: TJ (Front) & Donna Jo Petty-Kitchens (Back)
Photographers: Amber & Tabitha Patterson
A chance meeting years ago.
Another chance meeting one night followed by a passionate kiss.
A final chance meeting in an ER.
Followed by the most horrible first date ever.
That might just be the best first date ever.
Newly divorced Marcus, Lead singer of a Heavy Metal band.
Never dreamed he’d find love ever again.
Single mom Ella, knows she may never have her own HEA.
Not when she has more than the normal baggage.
What follows, neither expected.
How much is Marcus willing to sacrifice to be with Ella?
Can Ella open her heart, knowing she may never truly find her happy ending?
I put my phone in my pocket, standing up. I watch as Ella gets out, and she opens the back door. Her little boy gets out, holding a bag of food. He starts walking toward the house but stops when he sees me.
“Hey, little man. My name’s Marcus. What’s yours?” I kneel down to his level. He stands there and stares at me.
Ella comes up behind him. “It’s okay. You can talk to him. He’s mama’s friend.”
She raises her eyes up to me and grins.
I return my attention back to him, and he narrows his eyes.
“I’m Tyler. I’m four years old. Mama is twenty-four. How old are you?”
I smile as I answer, “I’m twenty-nine. Is it okay if I hang out with you and your mom?”
He shrugs, glancing up at Ella. “You have to ask Mama. She’s the Mama,” he says in all seriousness.
I nod, glancing to Ella. She’s smiling also.
“So what do you say, Ella? Can I hang out with you two tonight?”
“Sure,” she steps up to the porch to unlock the door.
Born and raised in a small town; growing up I was more of the loaner then anything. Never dated the guy of my dreams.
But I grew up & married the perfect guy for me!
I write mainly for the fun of it & it’s my stress reliever!