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Marlow's Revenge by KC Vixen
Hate had ruled Steven Marlow’s life for thirteen years.
It sustained him after false accusations had him exiled to colonial Australia.
The thought of revenge kept him alive on the prison ship and on the chain gang.
When he finally meets up with the woman who lied, retribution will be swift and deadly.
He will exact a terrible revenge.

My Destiny by JL Perry
Brooke
Brooke gave up her dreams, relocating to another state with her husband Jake so he could pursue his, but when he commits the ultimate betrayal against her, she’s lucky to escape with her life.
She moves back to her hometown, alone and runs into Logan, the man who had helped her months ago. From the moment they first met, Brooke felt that they had a connection, and now she finds it is stronger than ever.
What stops her from acting on her feelings towards him?
Logan
From the moment he saw Brooke, Logan knew that she was the one he’d been searching for his whole life. Can he convince Brooke to let go of her insecurities so they can be together?
What will happen when Brookes past comes back to haunt her? Will Logan still be around to help her, or will she be left to face it on own her own?

Playing House by Abi Aiken
Bookstore owner Lucy is still hurting from her ex's cheating ways when her housemate drops another bombshell. She's moving out, and taking her weekly rent money with her. To help pay the bills Lucy reluctantly allows the crazy-gorgeous Mark to move in. What will happen when their mutual attraction collides with Lucy's trust issues?

Sojourn With A Stranger by Keta Diablo
A ghost haunts the halls of Stafford House. When Raine Brinsley arrives and accepts a position as a house servant, the ghost is determined to let Raine know who murdered her. Derek and Lyman Stafford race against time to produce the first male heir to secure the title to Stafford House. The brothers will do anything to win…including murder.
A dark, gothic novel with romance, mystery, suspense and thrills.

Whispered Pleasure by Lacey Roberts
Blake Hunter is a tall, dark, handsome and sexy master of horses.
Lexie Jamison is a thorn in his side.He hasn’t seen the gorgeous, dark haired firecracker for four years.
Attraction is instant but Blake doesn’t have time for a contradictory pain in the butt. Within hours of arriving she has him so tied up in knots, he is hard pressed to remember his own name.
Will her lifetime wish finally be granted?

J.L. Perry
J.L. Perry spent most of her childhood in Southeast Oklahoma, moving to Southwest Arkansas after high school, where she currently resides. She loved living in the country, but the convenience of the city was just too alluring. The bookstore and coffee shop’s are so much closer now. Perry’s always been an avid reader. Reading a lot of the classics, but fantasy stories have always been her favorite. She’s recently discovered a love of mysteries and thrillers too. She went to college for a few years and loved it. Trying several different majors. She fell in love with painting and even did a stint in nursing school, but life intervened. Now, she works a day job and writes by the light of the moon.

Abi Aiken
Abi Aiken is a youngish latte-swilling movie-lover with fewer secrets than you might think. As an only child, she found the best way to have conversations (and win arguments) was to play all the parts herself. So she wrote her first story at the age of 12 and it felt so much like coming home that she never left. She believes most of her problems can be solved by Midori and lemonade.
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Keta Diablo
Keta Diablo lives in the Midwest part of the country on six acres of woodland. When she isn't writing or gardening, she loves to commune with nature. Keta is a multi-published author in both erotic romance and gay fiction. Her latest paranormal novel, Where The Rain Is Made, has been nominated for a Bookie Award by Authors After Dark in the Best e-novel category. In addition, Keta's books have received numerous Top Pick, Book of the Month, and Recommended Reads awards from the top professional review sites.
You can find her on the net at the following places:
Keta's Keep, http://ketaskeep.blogspot.com
The Stuff of Myth and Men, http://thestuffofmythandmen.blogspot.com
Keta's Author Home: http://www.ketadiablo.com
Keta on Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/ketadiablo

Lacey Roberts
I began writing romance with erotic overtones after being bombarded with ideas.
I am married, have two adult aged children and I am retired which gives me plenty of free time to enjoy the things I love most- family, travel, our dogs and writing.
I have two new books available, which I hope you enjoy, and another is in the planning.
I can be contacted by emailing: robertslacey1955@gmail.com
I am always happy to answer your questions or just have a chat.
My website is: http://robertslacey1955.wix.com/lacey-roberts

Now get all three stories in the Paris Secrets trilogy in one volume! Included are WINDOW, SCREEN, and the exciting conclusion SKIN.

WINDOW: The first time she sees her new neighbor, his sexy smile arouses her curiosity—and her desires. His hard, chiseled muscles and playful invitations are irresistible. Bared before their windows, framed and displayed above the streets of Paris, they embark upon a provocative affair.
Their daring game of exhibitionism lures her back for more and more, and she quickly realizes he is the man she has dreamed about.
Yet she's never heard his voice. Never felt his touch. Never thought she'd experience something this exquisite.
Or this bold...

SCREEN: She fell willingly, seduced by the erotic foreignness of all that he was. Words can be more powerful than touch. Stimulate and engage the senses, then watch what happens...
They began a daring affair a few weeks ago, baring skin, sensual secrets—their very souls—before their bedroom windows, situated across the street from one another. Now they've taken it to the next level. The laptop screen has added sound to their intimate liaisons, and his voice, that delicious French accent, is oh, so sexy. His laughter teases good shivers across her skin, and his sensual commands seduce her deeper into a world of erotic play. Fantasies lure them into a new intimacy and a surprising trust that the two strangers who have never touched welcome.
Yet frustrations grow as she pines for his touch. They must meet. Soon. But a secret is revealed that will challenge their desires and the trust both have earned.

SKIN: Are you ready for two bodies to collide in an irresistible crush of desire? They've experimented with sight, voice, and trust in their inventive sexual romps that began as a flirtatious affair before a window and advanced to provocative cyber sex. He fell in love with her. She is still waiting for his touch.

Exquisite. Bold. Gorgeous. Those are the words that lured her into the Frenchman's heart. She is the American woman who has learned to set her inner vixen free, and he is the handsome and light-hearted Monsieur Sexy.

Finally the lovers abandon their apprehensions and come together. All senses are engaged, including the delicious glide of his masterful hands over her skin. A dashing musketeer, black velvet Louboutins, and Da Vinci's mysterious Mona Lisa all become a part of their liaisons. It is easy to fall into a trusting relationship that feels as if it were meant to be.

But there are yet challenges that will try their connection and which will force them to decide, once and for all, if they were meant for one another...

...or if secrets will break them apart.

I pulled aside the sheer and attempted to engage x-ray vision to see through his curtains.  The way the night muted the window I couldn't see well, though if the curtain were open his light would reveal the interior of his bedroom as if it were a diorama lit up at a museum.

When the curtains suddenly parted, I panicked and almost slammed the sheers shut, yet made the save by raising my glass in a silent toast.

"Just your friendly peeping Jane," I muttered. "Can't sleep?" I wondered.

The man held up a glass of milk and rubbed his eyes in the universal signal of sleeplessness.

I lifted my glass in another toast, and he matched it.  We drank our respective libations.  If a girl could get drunk off water, it was going to happen when the view was so tantalizing.

He leaned a shoulder against the window, brazenly unselfconscious of the fact that he stood in only his boxer briefs—that emphasized his package nicely.  Or maybe he was aware and wanted me to take a good long look.

I did.  And I wished it was my birthday.  Or Christmas. This Catholic chick would even settle for Hanukah at this point.  Right now any reason to open a package was good by me.  As I assessed the abundant gift displayed behind glass and cotton, it hardened noticeably, forming a nice firm bulge that angled toward his hip.  It must serve a good handful for him.

I sucked in my lower lip.

Call it lack of sleep.  Call it needing to get laid more often than the once every month or so rotation I'd been on lately.  Call it…fascinated by his soft, sexy smile that twinkled in his eyes, and that extremely enticing, hard, huge package.

He winked at me.

My heartbeats stopped for a full ten seconds.  Count out ten seconds.  That is one hell of a long time. His sexy wink stole away my breath and threatened to keep it from me.  His regard glided over my heart, stunning it still with a powerful beguilement spell.

Smirking, I resumed breathing.  Arousal tended to make me breathe faster.  My heartbeats kicked back into gear, though a little faster and lighter now, like butterflies beating the airstream that encircled the universe.

Touching the empty water glass to my lips, I dipped a lash flutter at him. I wasn't an expert in flirtation, but I'd read books, and had actually researched different forms of kissing for a romance novelist.  I pointed at him, and gave him the thumbs up sign.

He lowered his head in an embarrassed shrug.  A few dark curls spilled over his ear, and he brushed them back.  Could the man be any cuter?

Setting his glass of milk on a marble-topped dresser across from the end of his bed, he then put his forearm to the window and propped his palm against a temple.  His gaze sought mine and I let him have the connection.  Or was it my soul he'd connected to?  Could souls flutter?

No, wait.  I was getting ahead of myself.  It was just a look shared between two people who stood, scantily clad, in their respective windows.  No soul mating going on here, folks.  Move along.  No pictures allowed behind this line.

What he did next was to be my undoing.  I just wouldn't know it for months to come.  He pointed to me, holding the gesture for a few seconds…then, he made a motion of slipping the robe from my shoulder.

Eyebrow lifting, I defied him with a tilt of my head.  My slightly-longer-than-shoulder-length hair spilled off one shoulder.  Cheeky of him.  Very forward.  I wasn't that kind of girl.

But right now I needed to be that kind of girl more than I needed to breathe.

He shrugged and splayed his palms in a 'what can I say?' gesture.

And for some reason, maybe lack of sleep, or glue-induced insanity, I tapped into the vixen I knew existed somewhere inside me.  That part of me who pranced before the mirror on tiptoes when I tried on a new dress or a sexy pair of panties.  The seductress who pursed her lips at the reflection in the mirror, yet who shuddered at the idea of actually doing such a thing before a real, live, breathing male.

Oh, tiny vixen.  It's your time to shine.  Or at least turn up the dimmer switch to the next level of brightness.

I slipped the yellow silk robe from my shoulder.  Taking particular notice of the slide of fabric over my skin, I focused on that instead of the man watching me.  Swift, light, as if a brush of a lover's hand, it sent a shiver down my arm and perked the hairs over goose flesh.  The silk draped above my breast, the little embroidered bee crushed within the folds.

As I shifted my shoulders back, allowing the other sleeve to drop down, the robe spilled even further, both sleeves landing at the crooks of my elbows. My nipples tightened, much less from the fabric, and more from anticipation.  Or was it fear?  The tremble in my chest gave me away.  But I was determined, so I continued.

I didn't feel compelled to cup my hands before my breasts, so the lightweight fabric splayed open, shifting across my skin in delicious tingles, and inspiring a heavy inhale of courage on my part.

The man's smile deepened, and he nodded at the sight of my exposed breasts.  His thumbs up sign didn't seem lecherous so much as a quiet thank you.  Because there I stood, in the middle of the night, exposing myself to a complete stranger who I hardly knew.  Hell, I didn't know him at all.

Wait.  The other night's window wave and book sharing counted as a first meeting, right?  Sure, we were old friends.

Struggling with the weirdness of my newly-emerged exhibitionism and the need to wrap the silk back across my breasts and flee for safety under the comforter, I exhaled slowly and breathed in through my nose.  Aware that the action lifted my breasts, I noticed that he was even more acutely tuned in.
Too much.  Too fast.  What the hell are you doing?

Right.  Enough with playing the wanton for the night.  I pulled up the robe, kissed the palm of my hand and blew him a kiss. Then I shuffled into bed and switched off the lamp.

Snuggling into the sheets, my head crushing into the pillow, I closed my eyes.  A smile curled my mouth.  I'd never done anything so brazen before.  Ever.  It was completely out of character.

My introvert's crown had just tilted.  And the vixen within giggled.

I wondered if he was still standing there, waiting for my return?  Dare I look?

I pulled up the comforter to my nose.

"Tomorrow night," I whispered.  "It’ll be his turn to reveal something to me."

Michele Hauf is an author of over 60 stories in the fantasy, action/adventure, historical and paranormal romance genres, and writes erotica as Michele Renae.

Michele is good at daydreaming, kitty wrangling, navigating Paris from memory, and locating parking spots close to the front door.  She is not so good at making bath bombs, being patient in line at the Post Office, and reading only one book at a time.

When a retired NFL player returns home to sort out his life, he finds his future in the girl next door.

 

Jason Black is a newly retired professional football player. Forced off the playing field due to an injury, he returns to his hometown to contemplate his future and finds solace in his relationship with his best friend, Samantha O’Brien.

 

Sam has spent the past five years caring for her younger brother. Home from college for Thanksgiving break, he parties hard and bullies his sister. When Jason comes to her defense, protecting her from a crowd of drunken college kids, Sam begins seeing him as more than a friend. Yet, she fears acting on their attraction could ruin the friendship she’s grown to depend upon.

 

Just one kiss changes everything for Jason. Sam is no longer the girl next door but the woman of his dreams. Now, he just has to convince her that his feelings are real. But when the football world comes calling again and career decisions are on the line, both sacrifice all to put the other’s needs first. They must decide whether to follow their hearts and make the catch of a lifetime.

 

I just loved this book and am so impressed how such a big story was told in so few pages without leaving me feeling like I needed more. I was also impressed with the fact that despite having two authors, I would be hard pressed to find any instances where they didn't speak with one voice. The plot flowed nicely, the characters were multi-dimensional, and there was real life edge to the book that I really liked.

Sam was such a wonderful character. She has suffered such loss in her life, but has become so strong in spite of it all. She is at odds with her younger brother, but finds strength in her neighbor – her best friend, and a man she now looks at as maybe being someone who could be more than a friend.

Jason is trying to find his way now that his professional football career has come to end. What he didn't expect was to find himself looking at his best friend as someone who could be so much more – and when he sets his mind on having Sam, he’ll go to any lengths to prove to her that he’s the man she needs…and deserves.

Sam and Jason together were just awesome – what started as a smoldering attraction quickly escalated into a full blown bonfire! And even though there were things that got in the way of their happy ever after, Jason couldn't have been any sweeter – standing up for Sam, being at her side through some rough times with her brother, and just being an all-around good guy. I loved the fact that Sam has come to terms with her past and is ready (and willing) to move forward with her relationship with Jason, which was refreshing and made me love Sam that much more – she really has been dealt so many tough blows that I was really routing for her to find her HEA!

This is a definite must read – and I hope there will be more stories like this from the writing team of Susan Scott Shelley & Veronica Forand!

I received this book from the author in exchange for an honest review.

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When a retired NFL player returns home to sort out his life, he finds his future in the girl next door.

Jason Black is a newly retired professional football player. Forced off the playing field due to an injury, he returns to his hometown to contemplate his future and finds solace in his relationship with his best friend, Samantha O’Brien.

Sam has spent the past five years caring for her younger brother. Home from college for Thanksgiving break, he parties hard and bullies his sister. When Jason comes to her defense, protecting her from a crowd of drunken college kids, Sam begins seeing him as more than a friend. Yet, she fears acting on their attraction could ruin the friendship she’s grown to depend upon.

Just one kiss changes everything for Jason. Sam is no longer the girl next door but the woman of his dreams. Now, he just has to convince her that his feelings are real. But when the football world comes calling again and career decisions are on the line, both sacrifice all to put the other’s needs first. They must decide whether to follow their hearts and make the catch of a lifetime.

Hazel eyes burned into hers. ”Sam.”

“What?”

“You've got chocolate on your lower lip.”

“Oh.” She reached for her napkin.

His hand stopped hers. “I’ll get it.”

Instead of his fingers, his lips descended. His gaze intense, his movements controlled, he leaned in. Slowly. Sam moistened her lips and inhaled. Dream or reality? Jason’s lips closed over hers, too warm, too firm to be a figment of her subconscious. Fireworks exploded behind her eyes. She tasted the heady combination of chocolate and wine and Jason. She fisted his sweater, holding him to her. Kissing Jason was better than she’d imagined.

I just loved this book and am so impressed how such a big story was told in so few pages without leaving me feeling like I needed more. I was also impressed with the fact that despite having two authors, I would be hard pressed to find any instances where they didn't speak with one voice. The plot flowed nicely, the characters were multi-dimensional, and there was real life edge to the book that I really liked.

Sam was such a wonderful character. She has suffered such loss in her life, but has become so strong in spite of it all. She is at odds with her younger brother, but finds strength in her neighbor – her best friend, and a man she now looks at as maybe being someone who could be more than a friend.

Jason is trying to find his way now that his professional football career has come to end. What he didn't expect was to find himself looking at his best friend as someone who could be so much more – and when he sets his mind on having Sam, he’ll go to any lengths to prove to her that he’s the man she needs…and deserves.

Sam and Jason together were just awesome – what started as a smoldering attraction quickly escalated into a full blown bonfire! And even though there were things that got in the way of their happy ever after, Jason couldn't have been any sweeter – standing up for Sam, being at her side through some rough times with her brother, and just being an all-around good guy. I loved the fact that Sam has come to terms with her past and is ready (and willing) to move forward with her relationship with Jason, which was refreshing and made me love Sam that much more – she really has been dealt so many tough blows that I was really routing for her to find her HEA!

This is a definite must read – and I hope there will be more stories like this from the writing team of Susan Scott Shelley & Veronica Forand!

I received this book from the author in exchange for an honest review.

Susan Scott Shelley is an award-winning author of contemporary romance and romantic suspense.

She currently resides outside Philadelphia with her very own Superhero and spends her days writing about tough heroes, smart heroines, and love being the strongest magic there is.

In addition to writing romances, she is also a professional voiceover artist. Her favorite things include running, sports, hard rock and old Hollywood movies.

Susan is represented by Michelle Grajkowski of 3 Seas Literary Agency.

Veronica Forand is an attorney and an award-winning writer of romantic suspense.

She’s lived in Boston, London, Paris, Geneva, and Washington, DC and currently resides near Philadelphia. An avid traveler, she loves to roam across continents with her husband and kids in pursuit of skiing, scuba diving, and finding the perfect piece of chocolate.

Veronica is represented by Michelle Grajkowski of 3 Seas Literary Agency.

In the world of pain and pleasure, Charles Damien Macavoy reigned. He was a man apart, one who require more than most. He was a Master of BDSM.

He’d been asked by another Dom and good friend to train the Dom’s current sub and love interest. Charles had trained many, but found himself attracted to his new trainee.

He was aware the fascination would wear off, it always did, and he’d returned the trainee to her Master willing and ready to submit.

Lurking in the shadows of a world few are accustomed to is evil. Sometimes a thing of beauty has hidden thorns. Sometimes the hunter becomes the hunted.

“Oh fuck,” she whispered. “Oh fuck,” she continued. She was on all fours, her head hung down just above the hot sensuous streams of water from the jets in the tub.

The sight before him, his cock sliding in and out of her, the cheeks of her perfect ass shook with each hard arousing thrust hardening his balls. His abdomen was so fucking tight he was unsure if he was going to be able to hold back much longer. Then she began to tremble.

“Charles, oh fuck!” she yelled at him. “I’m coming!”

I've been writing since I was a kid. I love creating and tried my hand at art, not bad but not good enough. A guy's gotta eat. Through high school I wrote erotic stories, kept them in a notebook, let a few of my girlfriends read them. Yeah, played football, baseball, but my brain never stopped thinking of sex. I guess we think about it all the time.

Been on face book for a while never did anything interesting when I was on until I started to see all the writers and then some poets posting their erotic prose.  Men who were writing erotic romance and stories, I knew it was my time to get out the old note book and throw on some poems. Some are old and some are new, the ones about BDSM are newer. In high school or college I wasn't on that train of thought.

I see a picture it sets me off. A see an attractive women it sets me off. The jiggle of a full ass or heavy breasts, get me going. Yeah, my mind always is on a beautiful face or body.

It’s the layover she’ll never forget.

Stuck in an airport bar with a choice between three drunk roommates or one dark and delicious stranger, Zoe Chestain decides to live dangerously for once, and succumbs to a night of Shay Bommer’s dominant passion. But her cloud of sensual bliss is blown apart the next day, when the Vegas dancer and her friends are taken hostage by the hijackers of their flight home. Zoe’s horror deepens when her kidnapper reveals himself. Shay.

It’s the mission he’ll never give up.

Shay Bommer is one of the Army’s best, a Special Forces soldier who followed in the footsteps of his brother knowing infiltration with the enemy would sometimes be necessary. But this operation, deep under cover with one of the CIA’s most sought-after criminals, has cost him more than the trust of the most breathtaking submissive he’s ever had in his arms. He’s given up the camaraderie of his unit, the protection of his country, and even the esteem of his brother in the quest to rescue one priceless treasure. His mother.

Can they turn “never” into forever?

Zoe’s danced to some crazy songs in her time, but no wild choreography has prepared her for the adventure of life with Shay—or the return to his bed that means surrendering more than just her body. As they run from the bad guys, the good guys, and everyone in between, she learns about the man behind all his masks, and the Dominant for whom she’s always longed.

When Shay honors his word and unlocks her bonds for good, Zoe must face the truth—that her heart will always be Shay’s willing captive. But staying with him means dying with him. The heat is on. Can Shay and Zoe’s love survive the flames?

Damn.
Damn.
Damn.

How the hell had he ever thought this woman would be a fun and forgettable fling?

Stupid question. Nonexistent answer.

Zoe’s plea, with its finishing scream that seized him from the balls up, confirmed he didn't even care.

He simply wanted her. And accepted, with grim resignation, that this might be the only time he’d have her. Even if he wasn't eyeballs-deep in this dangerous ruse with Stock, what he’d ask of her was too much. He was already living on borrowed time, considering all the occasions he’d been dropped into parts of the Middle East that people didn't want to know about. On one of those trips, he wasn't going to make it to ex-fil. They’d be carrying his lifeless ass onto the helo, instead.

What key you want that ‘Taps’ played in, soldier?

His depression could wait. The moroseness didn't belong here, in the rare gift of this night and the tight heaven of this woman’s body. But his desire for her extended beyond that. Zoe was so unbridled in her passion, so eager with her kisses, so open about her insecurities and what she perceived as her “failures”…and then so willing to let him help set her straight about how wrong she was, if only a little…

It was official. She was his submissive dream come true. He had the hard-on, more raging than any he’d had in a while, to confirm it. God help the woman.

“Spread wider for me, baby.”

Her eyes reopened as he said it, likely drawn by the lusty tension in his voice. Sure enough, as their eyes met, he watched fear tighten her features. She attempted a ready smile, which only drove in another knife of compunction. She was being so brave, refusing to ring out no matter how much his cock strained her tender tissues. At the same time, she drove him insane in all the most awesome ways. Damn, she was tight…and despite her strain, getting wetter by the minute. Thank fuck for basic human physiology.

But all the lubricant in the world wasn’t going to make some aspects of this any easier. He was big. She was small. Period.

Shit.

As a precaution, he wound his hands tighter around her wrists. She noticed, of course. “Shane?” Her query was sweet and tentative and sexy as fuck. “Is everything okay?”

Guilt pushed the repeat key whether he welcomed the shit or not. Is everything okay? Yeah, just fine and dandy—except for the fact that our minds mesh but our bodies may not. Didn't mean his dancer wouldn't get satisfaction; he’d just pleasure her in different ways—right before his ice-cold shower.

“Listen to me.” He lined his stare up with hers again. The shadows of the room turned her eyes into gold-kissed midnight. “Red still means stop, Zoe. Got it?”

“I don’t want you to stop.”

“You may take that back in another minute.”

“I don’t. Want you. To stop.”

Well, hello there! My name is Angel, and I’m so happy to meet you.

Like many, I've had a journey to get here.

I've loved reading all my life, and have been writing nearly that long, too. I think it started when I penned an 80-page novel about a time-traveling family for a 5th-grade school project. You could say I was hooked. In middle school, I moved to the hardcore stuff: the paragraph-at-a-time “swap-stories” with all my besties. (C’mon…don’t lie…you remember those too!) Needless to say, the stories featured lots of French kissing, mindless groping and angsty drama – but I knew I’d found a niche when I was invited to participate in several more swap-stories on campus.

Some years, various entertainment writing gigs and a half-dozen historical romances later, I discovered the world of sexy romance – and home. (Not to mention a great place for all that angst I never gave up.) I love this genre – change that to love this genre – and hope my stories speak to your heart as well as your blood pressure, as well as your courage to explore new things and express your truth in beautiful new ways.

And where do I do all this? Well, if you ask my hubz, he’d likely say “on another planet,” especially if I’m in story-brewing mode! The rest of the time, I live in Southern California with him and our gorgeous child, where I’m abnormally interested in travel, coffee, wine, shoes, super heroes, ridiculous pop culture trends – but most of all, hearing from fellow readers and romance lovers like you!

Kristen believed her parents were truly happy and wanted a marriage like theirs. She really didn’t know anything about their relationship until she was leaving for college. That’s when they dropped a heartbreaking bombshell on her.

They only stayed together to make her happy. Now, she thinks she is the reason for their unhappiness, can she trust love?

Does love even last anymore?

Her new college roommate, Alexia, changes her mind about love. Seeing how fast Alexia falls for her dreamy guy Phillip, and how fast that dreamy guy falls for Alexia, she then realizes that maybe love could happen in her life!

Now, Kristen has to change her ways and open her heart up for love. Can Kristen do that after watching her parents live a lie for so many years? Hoping she can find her true love and not get hurt, Kristen thinks she can find him out there somewhere, but where?

One tragic moment happens to her friend and it makes her realize that life could end in a blink of an eye. Kristen makes a life decision that affects her and her friends.

Can she go through it?

This gift is the greatest gift she can give to her best friend, Alexia. Nine months of her life is a long time to give up for your friend.

Will this sacrifice be truly appreciated and will Alexia be able to take care of her precious gift?

Strong! Loving! Beautiful!  What more can you ask for?  Sickness happens suddenly!  Changes Alexia’s life forever!  Can she hang on just a little longer until help comes her way?

Handsome! Strong! Has everything going his way!  Tragedy hits and changes his life forever!  Can he move forward and except what happened in his past?

Alexia and Phillip both have fear of the past that has them both afraid to move forward.  Will the past come back to haunt them both in the future?

Strong-willed! Best-friend! Beautiful!  Kristen is a small town girl running away from her past.  Can she get over what she is running from?  Will she ever love anyone?

Player! Eye-candy!  Jacob doesn’t care whom he hooks-up with.  One-night is all you get with Jacob. Until!  Who could tame this player?  Will he be what this person needs him to be?

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After all, even demons deserve a chance at love.

With her angelic wings and his demonic horns they were never meant to come together. But his red eyes trap her and her seductive wings lure him. Their hot demon blood crashes. What starts as one night of carnal pleasure turns into an adventure of epic portions.

Shades of Dungeons and Dragons twisted in wicked ways.

Within days of meeting Lilah and Glaurakos fall across the path of an evil sorceress who traps them in a strange and dangerous "other world". The threats in the new world are perilous, yet their lust for each other is far more frightening. Will their bond be strong enough to make it out alive?

Against all odds of the damned, can love grow between two half demons?

This fantasy novel is a twisted romance at its core inspired by Dungeons and Dragons/Forgotten Realms, by best selling Paranormal Romance authors J.E. & M. Keep.

Joshua and Michelle Keep love to combine fantasy, scifi, horror, romance and mystery into exciting and titillating stories.

They are long term, loving partners in a very happy relationship and because of this, they love to torture their characters. Dark romance touches all of their stories in one way or another, from elicit trysts to forbidden love.

Some of their work contains dubious consent and erotic pain, so it’s not for the faint of heart. Their stories are often called twisted and arousing — at the same time.

Owners of Darknest Fantasy Erotica, Joshua and Michelle Keep have been writing smut for over 10 years.

18+. Content warnings and word counts are available on the second page of all books.

He will show her a world she never imagined.

She will show him how to open his heart to love.

Scarlet Castle is a small-town girl with big-city dreams. Ever since she can remember being a dancer on Broadway has been her goal, but downtown Houston is as far as she’s gotten.

Dax Dixon keeps the books at Saints and Sinners Lounge, a well-known cabaret in the heart of Houston. He’s also the grandson of a hard core motorcycle club president. No one can prove the club is full of criminals, but Dax doesn't need proof for what he already knows. And he also has no intention of being involved.

As for the opposite sex? They were only good for one reason.

Then he meets Scarlet. Then all bets are off.

One night at the lounge Scarlet becomes a witness to a crime, living proof that the MC is not as pure as they want people to believe. Dax’s grandfather wants to eliminate her and he sends someone she least expects to get the job done.

Can Dax get to her in time to save her from the MC determined to destroy their future?

Stephanie Nicole Garza is from Southeast Houston, Texas, with her husband and two small children. She is a full time Chilihead employee at Chili's Bar & Grill. Author of steamy, sexy, sinfully beautiful stories about strong alpha men and the women who fall for them.

When she's not taking care of her family, working her tail off at her all day job, you can find her writing well into the night, and reading another steamy romance novel, attaining another fictional boyfriend.

Remember

Where the men are strong, the women, stronger.

What do you do when running away isn't enough?

Lena's problems have caught up with her. Both of them. Blake and Slade Finnegan.

Now that her secret is out, there's no denying her feelings, for both of them.

There's no escaping the Finnegan Brothers.

“Should we go again?”

She laughed, “Of course.”

“You're so cute how you thought that was a question.” I watched as he took his hand and put it around the front of her neck pushing her down on the ground where he had laid his coat in the sand. She smiled devilishly at him. I could almost feel the lust rolling off of her skin. I felt my breath catch in my chest as he spread her legs open and started kissing his way down her stomach. It was like a train wreck, I knew I shouldn't be watching but I couldn't take my eyes away. He took his large hand and cupped her right breast and pulled slightly. I watched as he squeezed hard and her face displayed a mixture of pain and pleasure. He drug both his hands down her body and spread her legs open.

Morgan Black is a hair stylist by day and hottie writer by night. She walks her dogs in high heels and never leaves the house without red lipstick. She firmly believes in the power of Zen, and does Yoga freely in her backyard, in her favorite set of pumps. Morgan Black also writes hot vampire erom under M. Black.

When you find her, there are a few things you need to remember. She’s smart and manipulative. She knows how to protect herself. She’s beautiful and she’ll use it to her advantage. But, Mr. Renton, the most important thing to remember… is that she’s mine.”

J.T. Renton is worth millions. He wants for nothing. When he finds Sloan Mathis, he has to have her. Problem is she belongs to another, and J.T.’s not about taking another guy’s girl. But the idea that he can’t have her. Well, it just makes the challenge driven, J.T. Renton want his latest find that much more.

Finder Fees ~ A TroubleMaker Novel
J.T. Renton is what you might call a Finder. But the one thing this former bounty hunter no longer finds is people. That is until he’s offered a finder fee he just can’t resist. What J.T. doesn’t know is his latest find comes with a hidden fee, one that could end up costing J.T. his well-guarded heart.

Sloan Mathis is on the run from her dangerous ex. So when she encounters J.T. Renton, it takes her a second to realize the arrogant, sexy, and oh-so-frustrating Finder has actually mistaken Sloan for her twin sister. And to uncover what’s going on with her gone missing sister, Sloan lets J.T. believe that he’s found what he’s been looking for.

“I-I can’t believe you just walked out here butt-ass naked.”

“Why?” His eyelids lift. “What do I have to be ashamed of?”

“Uh…” Does he really want me to answer that?

“Besides,” he says, the side of his mouth turning up, “it ain't like you haven’t been imaging what I look like butt-ass naked.”

“In your dreams,” I hiss. Powerless, I steal another glimpse of the muscles rippling down his arms, his flat stomach, and his strong legs. Hot damn, he’s perfect.

“Precisely where I've been, huh?”

“Yeah, right.” I stand up from the bed, my strength weakening.

“That’s not what you were mumbling in my ear last night,” he says, readjusting the towel around his sculptured waist.

“Hey, I was perfectly fine on the floor. You didn't have to pick me up and put me in bed with you.”

“Just as I thought.” He shakes his head and takes a few steps toward me.

“What’s that?” I turn a bit to the left to move away from the unsafe bed.

“You were awake when I did that, and you still had no fight in ya to stop me. Admit it. You wanted to sleep with me. Those sexy legs of yours wanted nothing more than to wrap themselves around my body, and as for your hands…” His eyebrow curves. “Are you gonna deny where they were wandering to—”

“Now I know you’re full of shit! My hands didn't wander anywhere.”

“No, but mine did, and there was no fight in ya to stop me then either.”

“Ew!” I don’t remember sleeping with him. But, hell, if I’d been awake, my frisky hands would've been all over him. “Fuck off,” I lurch, utterly frustrated.

“Now let’s not start throwing that word around, ‘cause standing here in nothing but a towel with you wanting what you want…” he says, shaking his head. “Well, I can’t promise that boyfriend of yours will be too happy to hear about you, me, and the eff word all summed up into one.”

“You’re an—”

“Yes, I know.” He waves me off. “I’m an arrogant ass, but hey, I get it. You want me, but you belong to someone else.” He shrugs and grins. “It happens.”

My hands ball into tight fists at my sides. “I belong to no one!”

“You do, Sloan, whether you want to admit it or not. You’re his.” He presses closer, and my back hits the wall. “And be thankful for it.” He lifts his hands and places them on the wall, trapping me. “See, the fact is…” His eyes roll down my body, then slowly saunter back up, “That’s the only thing stopping me from stripping your clothes off, slamming you against this wall, and fucking you hard.” He leans in, and my entire being shakes from the inside out. “It’s all that’s stopping me from making every bone in your body ache for me, and every muscle ache because of me. And let me tell ya, by the time I got through with you…” He pauses again, his lips slightly parted, his head tilting closer. “You’d certainly belong to someone, because I’d make you completely mine.”

Kelly resides in a quiet suburb somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY. Her day job? Kelly's worked in the healthcare field for years, representing a group of reputable nursing facilities in the WNY area. She's been faithfully writing for three years. However, she wrote her first book ten years ago but had to put it down to raise her son as a single mom. When her son got a little older, she was able to pick it back up. That's when she settled into her newly married life and started to seriously write again. She's dabbled with Romantic Suspense stories, but recently she's been on a contemporary kick. The recipe for the men in her stories: a dash of bad boy attitude, a cup of strong and confident and, of course, besides being packed with magnificent bodies, and doused with shameless aptitudes, they must have a tender heart you want to rip out of the pages (or your e-Reader) and take to bed with you at night.

Sophia Vasco
Will he ever forgive me? This question haunts me every day and night. He branded me with his touch to the point that no other man will ever compare. Dominic consumed my life. Until the day he learned the truth about me and everything changed. Nothing is as it seems and it has all spiraled out of control. The weight of the world now rests on my shoulders. I have to fix this.

Dominic Powers
Some say that Karma is a bitch. I can say from experience that a betrayed Dom is much worse than a bastard ever thought about being. They think they played me. I denied the man inside me his rightful place and was mistaken for a fool. When I'm done with them, they will feel the lash of her Dom's lesson..

This isn't over.

A.D. Justice is happily married to her husband of 25 years. They have two sons together and enjoy a wide variety of outdoor activities. She loves chocolate and wine way too much, and she is a world class procrastinator. Writing is a great love of A.D.'s, although the characters take on a mind of their own and decide to alter the original storyline frequently.

Thank you for reading and supporting A.D.’s books! Please take a moment to leave a review of this work.

I was shocked when Brock asked me to move back to Philadelphia and even more so when he'd declared that he'd choose me over his family. Reed, the man I'd thought had honor had turned out to be a bastard, but the guy who everyone said was bad news was starting to look a lot like a white knight.

Back in Las Vegas and trying to decide what to do about Brock Michaels' offer, Piper Black finds herself torn between the man she cares for and the reputation he supposedly has. She tells herself that he's changing for her, but she isn't sure if that means she wants to move for him.
Is Brock really who he seems to be, or is he just one more man who will break Piper's heart?
Find out the truth in this third installment of M.S. Parker's smoking series, Sinful Desires.

M. S. Parker is a USA Today Bestselling author and the author of the Erotic Romance series, Club Privè and Chasing Perfection.

Living in Southern California, she enjoys sitting by the pool with her laptop writing on her next spicy romance.

Growing up all she wanted to be was a dancer, actor or author. So far only the latter has come true but M. S. Parker hasn't retired her dancing shoes just yet. She is still waiting for the call for her to appear on Dancing With The Stars.

When M. S. isn't writing, she can usually be found reading- oops, scratch that! She is always writing.

One moment was all it took for my entire life to shatter.

One moment.

I had everything . . . and then, I had nothing.

When all you’re left with are the pieces of your broken heart, there’s nothing you can do, except try to rebuild. So, that’s what I did.

One moment was all it took for me to feel the first flutter of hope I’d had in a long time.

One moment.

He barrelled into my life, covered in tattoos and surrounded by an aura that enraptured me, determined to be the glue that held every broken piece of me together.

I wanted to push him away, because I was scared to lose anyone else I loved.

But, I wanted to hold him close because without him, my life was empty.

Kasey Millstead lives a quiet life in country New South Wales, Australia, with her husband and their four young children. She enjoys baking, singing (ridiculously out of tune) & spending time with friends and family. Kasey has always harboured a deep love for reading and writing, and she is now lucky enough to be living her dream of being an Author.

Did you just see a flash of lightning across the sky on a clear sunny day? It’s not from Mother Nature. It is most likely from Mason Grand, swoon-worthy demigod, one of Zeus’s descendants.

Skylar Rome is supposed to be having the best summer ever before she heads off to college. Little did she know, her whole life was about to change while visiting her cousin. Nearly drowning at the beach due to unknown forces, one of the Grand brothers she’d just met, Mason, saves her life. Cool, collected, mysterious, and dangerously good-looking, Skylar is drawn to him from the start. Though she knows he is the type of guy good girls stayed away from, it seems he is always saving her life, and the attraction was inevitable.

Upon meeting the brothers, strange things begin to happen. When she accidentally kills one of the brothers, it throws her life into turmoil, as they search to find the answers. Implausibly, she gets caught up in a world of the decedents of ancient gods, all who have super powers. Not only is her discovery difficult to accept, evil beings are after her. Running out of time and running for her life, she must unravel a mystery. What do they want from her? Forced into a battle set into motion long before she was born, will she find the answers, or will she die trying?

International Bestselling Author Mary Ting/M. Clarke resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children's chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.

MC Chronicles: Diary of Bink Cummings Volume 1

I'm a biker, and I'm a woman, who was raised by my family, the Sacred Sons.

Growing up an MC brat, I've known nothing but leather, booze, club whores, comradery, and bikes, my entire life.

My name is Eva "Bink" Cummings, and this is my story.

How at the ripe old age of thirty, with no husband, no kids, and being apart of a motorcycle club. Things aren't always what they appear to be. I've found out the hard way, that your life, in an instant, can be flipped upside down, and the people you know and love aren't always what they seem.

Erotic Romance Novel
Warning- Contains adult sexual content, and profanity. Ages 18+

Pre-Order Links:
Amazon US ~ Amazon CA ~ Amazon UK ~ Amazon AU

 

Author Eva ‘Bink’ Cummings was born and raised part of the Sacred Sons MC. Upon the incessant coercion from her sacred sisters, she has begun her newest journey in life—writing. When she’s not shacked up in her home, writing at all hours of the night, Bink spends her time riding on her motorcycle, taking care of her extensive roughneck family, and cooking huge meals. Especially her infamous chocolate chip cookies.