Valentine’s: Dragon Style – The Sanguenna Chronicles Book 2 by Serena Akeroyd


Valentine’s: Dragon Style
The Sanguenna Chronicles Book 2
By
Serena Akeroyd

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Georgios has a past.

In fact, he has more than a past. It’s a doozy of a heritage. With a murderer in the family and a mate stirring in the other realm, the last thing Ios needs is to continue a lineage that has messed with the fertility of all dragonkind.

But…
There’s always a but, right?

Lara is… Well, to be frank, she’s his. Still, to save her from him, he’ll fight the mate bond. Do what he must to keep her safe because, when it boils down to it, she’s the only thing that matters.

Of course, there has to be a spanner in the works. Namely, it’s Lara. A Vampire with bigger balls than most guys, and his citrus fruit… Okay, okay, leman.

Destined to be together, this cellphone-loathing Dragon has no choice but to embrace a world where women like having their boobs squished into torture devices called bras, bowls aren’t just regular-sized but Super, and roses are a declaration of true love.

If they can make it past the problems with his heritage, they’re on course for a happily-ever-after, but when a Dragon has courted mischief for centuries, trouble was always going to come knocking on his door.

Can they make it past the mistakes they’ve both made to finally be together? Or will his history and hers be the wrecking ball to hopes and dreams neither had dared have until they were in one another’s arms?

Book two in The Sanguenna Chronicles is a sexy stand-alone novel, coming in at just under 60k words. Prepare yourself for giggles and sighs–Ios is a hottie!!

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Ever since I finished Christmas: Dragon Style, I have been waiting for this book. Now I finally get to find out what happened to cause the trouble making Georgios to burst into court the way he did.

If you haven’t read the first book, go back and read it. It will definitely enhance your enjoyment of this one.

Now this one starts just a bit before the end of the first book, with our heroine Lara in quite the bind. Accused of sharing blood with a shifter which is forbidden. She manages to get out of the hearing with her life only to find Georgios at her coffee bar.

He’s been a common sight there as he sits and waits for Lara to join him. She’s been having the mate dreams, yet he has made no move to take her to the other realm and claim her as his.

It was hard to find a favorite passage I could share here as I don’t want to give away plot points. I chose this one because it meant so much to Georgios.

“I need you, Ios,” she whispered.

His eyes flared wide at the nickname, something only his mother had called him. It wasn’t an appropriate time to think of her, but a flood of warmth flowed into his being. Love, acceptance, caring.

The mate bond.

Lady Mother.

He shuddered in response. His beast was no longer alone. Would never be alone ever again.
Akeroyd, Serena. Valentine’s: Dragon Style (The Sanguenna Chronicles Book 2) (Kindle Locations 1570-1576). Kindle Edition.

Plenty of twists and turns as their mating does things in a very different way than that of Remy and Mia’s. Although it does have more than a little heat in that department.

Now when you figure in that Remy and Ios have very little experience in this modern world, there are plenty of laughs and misunderstandings. I mean who doesn’t want a hundred red roses for Valentine’s day.

Now I have to wait patiently for Independence Day: Dragon Style coming July 4th!

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Serena Akeroyd is a romanceaholic. She won’t touch a book unless she knows there’s a happy ever after at the end of it. Pathetic as it may be, because of this addiction, Serena decided to craft her own tales, stories that suit her voracious need for sexy romance. After all, a love story ain’t a lurve story without a bit of naughty!

A citizen of the world, Serena is a nomad at heart, and her novels enable her to travel the globe and all behind her computer desk. Naturally, she’d prefer the option of a private jet, but still, if wishes were horses, eh?

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In the mood for a Valentine? Cupid’s Cowboy – The Cowboy Way Book 4 By Becky McGraw


Cupid’s Cowboy
The Cowboy Way Book 4
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Becky McGraw

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Cowboys are a different breed…
They work hard, play hard and love harder.
It’s all about the ride, until the right woman
makes them fall.

Chasing his dream of becoming a country music star, cowboy Jase Smith takes a job with a singing telegram company to make ends meet. He’s hired to deliver a breakup tune to a woman on Valentine’s Day, and meets music exec Leigh Anderson. Could she be the one he’s meant to make sweet music with?

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Valentine’s Day is getting worse by the minute for Leigh and her father/boss doesn’t even know that she hasn’t signed Wade. Finally home and trying to relax she is somewhat startled by the doorbell.

She comes face to face with the delivery of a singing telegram. A kiss off from Wade. The ex from hell and the reason she’s in the mood she’s already in.

This is a favorite scene after Jase delivers the message.

Jase Sutter appeared to be genuinely upset over having to deliver Wade’s message to her, and he was nice, friendly. After Wade, she needed some of that. That was one of the only reasons she’d invited him to give her his demo. During his slaughter of Shot Through The Heart, his voice had been a little too raspy and raw. It squeaked in the upper range, and graveled up in the lower register. Leigh didn’t know if that was his normal tone, or if it was a product of nerves or maybe the fact it was butt cold outside and he was freezing his off in his underwear on her porch. The mastered cut he was about to give her should answer that question.

Leigh walked to her stereo cabinet and opened the glass doors to eject the latest bad CD she’d listened to. She tossed it in the box then turned when she heard cowboy boot heels clicking on her hardwood floors. She was almost disappointed to see Jase had put on jeans and a t-shirt while he was outside. The tight, black t-shirt t-shirt accentuated the curve of his biceps and the jeans cupped him in all the right places, but the half-monty he’d given her on the porch had definitely been better. It was no wonder the messenger service hired him. They probably made a fortune from requests for this guy. Hell, women probably sent themselves singing telegrams just to see him again.

Looking indecisive, he tapped the CD case on his hand, before he handed it to her. “This is a song I wrote and recorded two years ago. I’ve had a few people interested in buying the rights to the song, but I want to sing it.”

Leigh’s heart did a little stutter-step in her chest. Things were definitely looking up with Mr. Sutter. “You write too?” she asked.

“Yeah, I do, but this is the only one I’ve recorded. It’s special to me,” he said, with a softness in his brown eyes that intrigued her. It made her damned curious to hear the song and see if she could figure out what caused it.

Leigh reached out and took the CD and opened the case. “If it’s good, you should have sold it. If you write, there’s more where that song came from,” she advised.

Getting emotionally attached to a song was a usually death sentence for it in the studio. The artist wouldn’t allow the changes that needed to be made to make it commercially successful.

“Nah, it’s a package deal. I don’t want anyone else singing it,” he said, sticking out his hand to her. “I’ve got to go, but my number is on the CD cover, so you can give me a call if you’re interested.”

“You don’t want to stick around while I listen to it?” Leigh asked with surprise. That was really strange, this man was really strange. Most aspiring artists would be falling all over themselves to see what her reaction was. But then Jase Sutter probably had no idea who she was. There were a ton of small obscure record labels in Dallas, and he probably thought she worked for one of those.

“Nah, I’ve got to go stay with my momma while my dad goes to work,” he replied, and his mouth ticked up into a half smile. “But thanks for listening to it.”

“My pleasure,” she replied, hoping that would be the case. There was something about this man that called to her, a freshness in his attitude, an honesty in his eyes that she didn’t run across often in the business.

“Thank you for the musical brush off and the roses,” she said with a wink, and Leigh could swear he blushed. “Since you write, I may have you do one to deliver to Wade Lawson soon.”

Jase’s smile faded, and his eyebrows slammed down over his eyes. “I’d be happy to do that, but if I found the guy I’d probably want to teach him some manners the old-fashioned way,” he said, with his hands fisted at his sides, a muscle working in his jaw.

Jase Sutter certainly had them to teach, and Wade could definitely stand to learn them. But Leigh sure hoped the fierce look on his face didn’t mean he had anger issues like Wade did. All she needed was another fighter on her hands. Or a drinker. “You don’t drink, do you Jase?” she asked. Please say no.

“A beer now and again, but not when I’m working,” he replied, but his eyes were on the clock above her mantle. “I really do have to go,” he said turning toward the door, but he pivoted back to stick his hand out to her. “Thanks again, and I’m sorry about the telegram and roses.”

“No need to apologize, you were just the messenger,” she said, taking his hand. Their palms met and electricity zipped up her arm, it felt like it hit her square in the heart when he gave her a blinding smile. She jerked her hand back to rub it on her shorts, and Jase turned toward the front door. Leigh was transfixed by her favorite part of the male anatomy, his being especially nice, until he quietly shut the door behind him.
Becky McGraw. Cupid’s Cowboy: Cowboy Way Book 4 (Kindle Locations 312-342). Becky McGraw.

Now the attraction is instantaneous, but there is also some things that were totally misunderstood.

Jase and Leigh have a long way to go both professionally and personally. There are lots of sweet moments and then there are the things dealing with the music industry that just complicate the hell out of everything.

A wonderful Valentine’s read!

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Grizzly Secret – Arcadian Bears Book 3 by Becca Jameson


Grizzly Secret
Arcadian Bears Book 3
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Grizzly shifter Joselyn Arthur has been living a lie. She’s been lying to her parents, her siblings, and even herself. The decision to move back to her hometown in the mountains of Alberta, Canada, after university and take a job in the family brewery two years ago was the dumbest choice she’d ever made.

Alton Tarben has also been working his butt off for the past two years in his family’s brewery on the other side of town. He too is questioning why on earth he thought this would be a good idea. He’s lonely and bored, and his bed needs warming.

When the two breweries end up in a battle over new product launches, Joselyn and Alton decide they’ve had enough. Enough hiding. Enough sneaking around. Enough separation.

The problem is that life is not that simple. Silvertip isn’t progressive enough to tolerate the binding of two shifters from rival bear packs. Joselyn and Alton must decide if they’re finally willing to put their happiness first and risk losing their families and their community.

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Nothing worth having is ever easy, but in this case, it’s almost excruciating.

Alton and Joselyn are in love, they know they are mates but haven’t sealed the deal because their families are rivals in the brewing business.

Alton stayed in college away from the prying eyes that could keep them apart just to be close to her. Now that they’re home working for their respective families things just got very complicated.

On her side there are doubts about the need for a marketing division and also the snide remarks about nepotism since her father is CEO and Alpha.

Alton’s family has welcomed him back and if anything is now overworking him, he doesn’t have the negativity around him though.

These two have to do something and soon. The mating pull is becoming painful for them both.

This is a favorite scene at Austin and Nuria’s home.

Even though Alton couldn’t see his brother’s face, he still knew he rolled his eyes as he opened the door wider. “Come in.”

Nuria stood. “Hey,” she said.

Joselyn looked like she might faint. He couldn’t blame her. She’d been ambushed, and so far she didn’t even know it, so she was trying to pretend she didn’t know Alton as anyone more than a passing relative of Austin’s.

Alton needed to fix the imbalance of knowledge first and foremost. “Baby, we’ve been tricked.” He swallowed to clear his throat before continuing. “I think Nuria believed an intervention was needed to get us together.”

Joselyn’s face turned a darker shade of red than what Alton felt his own skin must look like. She stood two feet inside the house without moving while Austin closed the door.

Alton found his feet and raced across the room to pull her into his arms.

She slumped against him. He tugged her coat off her arms and dropped it on the floor at their feet before cupping her face and holding her a few inches back.

She blinked huge, questioning eyes.

“They know.”

“How…?” She cleared her throat. “How did they find out?”

“Nuria must have some sort of mate radar or something,” he teased, trying to lighten the mood in the room. “She saw us looking at each other two weeks ago at my parents’ house. She was the one who confronted me earlier today when I had to hang up on you.”

Joselyn still looked shocked. She didn’t speak. Finally, her hands wrapped around his middle and squeezed as a tear slid down her face. “I’m sorry.”

Nuria interrupted the moment. “Oh, God. Please don’t apologize. You misunderstand. I was only trying to help. Nothing leaves this room.”

Austin spoke next. “She’s right. You two obviously need a safe place to meet, and you need to figure out a way to move forward. This has to stop. It’s unnatural. It hurts me just hearing about it. Nuria and I will go out for a while, shift and go for a hike, and give you a chance to talk…or, uh, whatever.”

Without taking his gaze off Joselyn, Alton sensed his brother and Nuria shuffling around the room until the sliding door off the kitchen opened and closed quickly. Austin reached out to Alton. “Guest room. First door on the right.”

Alton wanted to smile at the implication, but the moment was too serious for that yet.

“Are you mad?” Joselyn finally asked, tentatively.

He flinched. “God no. Baby, no.” He held her head tighter and kissed her lips, forcing himself not to devour her just yet. They needed to talk first. Fuck after. “First of all, this isn’t your fault. Secondly, I trust my brother and his mate to keep this under wraps until we’re ready to tell everyone. And thirdly, he’s right. We can’t live like this.”

“Okay, that last part isn’t news.” She lowered her hands down his back and slid them under his shirt. When her palms flattened on his skin, he sucked in a breath. Even though her hands were cold, her touch was welcoming. It never failed to calm him.
Jameson, Becca . Grizzly Secret (Arcadian Bears Book 3) (Kindle Locations 1390-1415). Hartwood Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Now while this makes things a tad easier for Joselyn and Alton, they really do have many more obstacles to overcome.

Between the things with Austin and Nuria and the brewery rivalry and well just everything, I laughed and cried and just kept turning the pages.

I can’t wait to read the next book in this series.

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After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.

When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!

Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.

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Dark Demise – Wings of Artemis Book 7 By Rebecca Royce


Dark Demise
Wings of Artemis Book 7
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Time isn’t kind…

Waverly Sandler is nothing like her mad father. She’s a nurse. She takes care of people. She is fighting to live down her name. She’s also a sister, a friend, and someday, if the universe is kind, she hopes to be a lover and a wife.

Life at The Farm is one of constant activity, because freedom exacts a high price. When Waverly is tapped for a special assignment, she’s eager to rise to the task of being useful, but the last thing she expected was the attention of four of the strongest, most united group of men she’s ever met.

Ari, the doctor who sees things.
Jackson, the man determined to live down his past.
Rohan, the Super Soldier who longs to be a person.
Canyon, the Super Soldier who sees the possibilities of a better life.

They need her more than she could ever know, and will change her life in ways she could never anticipate.

All they have to do is survive war, disease, and time…

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Waverly Sandler believes she is unworthy of anything that comes naturally to others. In her mind she is the ugly Sandler, her hair too orange, her eyes just brown, she’s too curvy and much too tall. While that may be how some folks see her, it is not how the guys see her or Paloma or Diana or Melissa. They all see a beautiful, intelligent and talented woman.

If you have been following this series then you know a bit about the possibility of time travel. This book takes that further as Waverly is asked to help out Ari, Jackson, Rohan and Canyon.

There is a lot that goes on in this one and I am hard-pressed to choose a favorite scene as there are many. But I think I have to go with this one. Jackson joins Waverly at lunch after she and Ari deliver Paloma’s baby.

Jackson added a piece of chicken, a carton of milk, and some carrots to his plate. I was eating turkey soup. I ate it so frequently I could barely taste it anymore.

He grabbed his tray and strode into the Mess like a person who was confident in his ability to belong wherever he placed himself. I always kept my head down and walked over to my table, hoping not to trip.

It took me a second to realize he was coming straight in my direction. Gasps sounded around the table, and Tina grabbed Shannon’s arm. “Do you think he’s coming to speak to you?”

She had said she wanted to marry him. Had she somehow called him to her? Instead, he strode to the end of our table and sat down right across from me.

Technically, Carla was directly across from me. But she was tiny, and there was space next to her.

“Waverly, hello.” He glanced at the rest of the table. “Ladies.”

Hellos were said in various degrees of high-pitched glee. He ignored them. “How are you today?”

I swallowed. “Okay. How are you?”

“Just okay? I hear you were pivotal in saving Paloma and Benjamin.” He cut into his chicken, picked some up with his fork, stuck it in his mouth, and chewed. I watched, transfixed, as his mouth worked.

My cheeks heated. He was waiting for me to answer. “It was really all Ari.”

“Not what he said.” He took another bite. I could become preoccupied watching him eat. “He said you were right there, anticipated his every move, kept the patient calm, and took care of the father, uncle situation. He says he couldn’t have done it without you.”

Had he really? Jackson had talked to Ari about me? “Well, he’s being kind.”

“Not usually.” He set down his fork. “Is soup your second lunch or all you’re eating?”

What? Oh, my lunch. I looked down at my soup and then back at Jackson. “This is what I usually eat.”

“Really? How do you get through the day with so little food in your stomach?”

“This is Waverly,” Shannon called out, laughing. “She’s just sturdy. Doesn’t need a lot of food and keeps on pushing through.”

Jackson raised his eyebrows slowly and regarded Shannon. “I’m sorry. Who are you? Remind me. I do thousands of security clearances. I can’t remember everyone. Sharon, is it?”

Her face turned red. “Shannon. With Ns. Not Rs.”

“Oh, that’s right. Your brothers are great allies. What do you do? I mean, I could look it up. If I cared.”

On one hand, Shannon should be thrilled. Jackson was paying her a lot of attention. On the other, I never wanted him to look at me the way he was glaring at her. Why was he doing this?

She cleared her throat. “I work in the clothing manufacturing. You’re probably wearing socks I helped to sew.”

“That’s really important. Thank you for that. I really do appreciate everyone who works so hard for all of us.” He sighed. “Would you like to do something else? Say, off The Farm? On a ship headed for the Dark Planets?”

She paled. “No.”

“Just checking.” He rose. “I need some air. Want some air, Waverly?”

“I…” Shannon was glowering. There was no way I was going to avoid having to talk about the trouble with my facial features now. “Yes, I’d like some air.”

Jackson nodded. “Great. Grab your coat and your soup. We’ll eat outside. Thanks for the conversation, Sharon. See the rest of you ladies soon.”

“It’s Shannon,” she shrieked after us as we walked.

When we got outside, Jackson sat down on a bench. I didn’t know who kept decorating The Farm, but every time I came outside, someone had put in more landscaping. I was glad I wasn’t the only person who meant to make this place home. I’d never leave if I could avoid it.

I loved it here. For the first time ever, I wasn’t afraid.

“Why did you do that?” I had to ask him. Did he hate Shannon for some reason? He side-eyed me as he sipped his milk. “I don’t like mean people. That girl was mean. She wanted my attention. Okay, fine. I’m flattered. I don’t… date or anything. That’s not my style. I want to be with the one, right woman. I am really honored that there’s something about me she wanted to get to know better. But picking on you to get my attention? Screw that. Low form of communication. I just reacted.”

Oh. Well, I wasn’t really sure what to say about that. “I don’t think she was particularly picking on me. I mean, she’s not always kind or careful with what she says.”

“There would be the definition.” He grinned at me. “How are you so sweet? You shouldn’t be. You should be a raving bitch. But you’re so nice.”

I looked down at my feet. “I have a lot of things I need to work on about myself. I know… I’m sort of ridiculous.”

Jackson took my hand in his. “That was a compliment I just gave you. Not a critique.”
Royce, Rebecca. Dark Demise (Wings of Artemis Book 7) (Kindle Locations 463-506). After Glows Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Many things happen from here, as each of the four men make their unique move on Waverly. To say she is stunned is an understatement.

Time travel takes on a whole new meaning, even as there are those plotting against them. Romance and trust grows slowly as circumstances go wildly out of control.

I laughed, I cried and damn these guys are sexy, sweet and deadly too. Our heroine is put through a lot and I can’t wait to see what happens next!

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As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. I live in Austin Texas where I am determined to eat all the barbecue in town.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I’ve been told I’m a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you’ll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

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Justice for Erin – Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes Book 9 By Susan Stoker


Justice for Erin
Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes – Book 9
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Part-time bartender Erin Gardner is friendly to everyone who bellies up to her bar, including the local law enforcement and firefighters who keep her city safe. That’s where she meets game warden Conor Paxton, a regular who she asks to join a canoeing trip she’s leading for her university day job. When the trip leads to something more, Erin couldn’t be happier.

Conor adores Erin, more than enough to help her continue to get over lingering self-esteem issues from her childhood. He’s thrilled he’s found someone who enjoys spending time in nature as much as he does.

Just when the couple thinks they’re on their way to a happily ever after, Erin finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. But there’s no way she’ll just lay down and die. She’s woman enough to save herself—and lead her man to her when she’s done.

** Justice for Erin is the 9th book in the Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes Series. Each book is a stand-alone, with no cliffhanger endings.

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Once again Susan takes on a tough issue, that of obesity. Erin has worked to overcome the issues that caused her weight and sought out solutions.

I really love the dynamic between Erin and Conor. He thinks she’s gorgeous but also notices that she watches what she eats and appears to have a sort of routine when it comes to eating.

As their love for the outdoors draws them together, Erin begins to fear her secret coming out. How can she refuse his invitation to his family holiday without hurting him. In the end she goes, but as he promised, when she became too uncomfortable they left.

This is a favorite scene when Erin reaches out to him after he leaves her at home.

“I was trying to hang in there, but at the end, when your mom gave me those cookies?” She motioned toward them with her head. “It hit me. Hard. No one ever gave me food in my life. My mom constantly hid it or took it away. Then I bought it myself. Since I was fat, no one dared give me something that might make me fatter. Then when I started trying to lose weight, there was no way I would eat something like that. After the surgery, I couldn’t eat solid food for the longest time, and when I did, it wasn’t cookies. I can’t tell you the last time I even ate a cookie.”

“I can take them with me when I leave,” Conor reassured her.

“No!” Erin cried, shaking her head. “I…your mom gave them to me. Food is love for her. You said they were special. That she doesn’t make them all the time. Why’d she make them for me, Conor?”

“Because you’re special, bright eyes. My mom knows how much you mean to me. And she wanted to show you in one of the only ways she knows how. Cooking for you. And you’re right. She and my sisters are overweight, but their men see them for who they are inside. If you asked my dad, he’d tell you that there’s just more of my mom to love.”

“Why the picture?” Erin asked quietly.

Conor knew she was talking about the gift his parents had given her. He leaned forward and picked it up. It was a picture of him when he was about ten. He’d been fishing with his dad and was so proud of the first fish he’d caught that day. It was big, and he’d barely been able to hold it up.

“Mom wanted to know what she could get you for Christmas. She has thousands of pictures of me and my sisters around the house. I thought you’d get a kick out of seeing what a dorky kid I was.”

“I love it,” Erin told him. Then she sat up and shifted on his lap. She used her fingers to wipe her cheeks and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry about tonight. Your parents have to think I’m a head case.”

“Actually, they’re really worried about you. I talked to my mom about an hour ago, and she told me I should get my butt over here and take care of whatever was hurting you. Oh, and be warned, I think she and my sisters are planning on coming to The Sloppy Cow in the near future.”

Erin gaped at him. “What?”

“Yup. Erin, they loved you. Nothing you did tonight was a turnoff for them. You were nervous, they could see it. But more than that, they could sense that you’re a good person.”

“But I’m not.”

Conor barked out a laugh. “Erin, you’re way too good for me, and they know it. If it was up to them, they’d kick me out of the family and adopt you instead.” He was happy to see her lips quirk as if she wanted to smile. He took her face in his hands, much as he had earlier that night. “I love you, Erin Gardner. You. Whether you weigh a hundred pounds or four hundred and fifty. That isn’t going to change.”

She bit her lip and whispered, “Even if I gained back all the weight, you’d still love me?”

“Damn straight. I love what’s in here,” Conor said, moving one of his hands to her chest over her heart.
Stoker, Susan. Justice for Erin (Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes Book 9) (Kindle Locations 1810-1836). Stoker Aces Production, LLC. Kindle Edition.

Now you know things aren’t going to continue to go smoothly. The tension and fear when Erin goes missing will have you holding your breath and turning the pages faster.

The courage, ingenuity, acceptance and love in this book are absolutely inspiring.

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New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author, Susan Stoker has a heart as big as the state of Texas where she lives, but this all American girl has also spent the last fourteen years living in Missouri, California, Colorado, and Indiana. She’s married to a retired Army man who now gets to follow her around the country.

She debuted her first series in 2014 and quickly followed that up with the SEAL of Protection Series, which solidified her love of writing and creating stories readers can get lost in.

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Saving Them – Wings Of Artemis Book 6 by Rebecca Royce


Saving Them
Wings Of Artemis Book 6
By
Rebecca Royce

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Paloma McQueen is a woman on a mission.

Loving the Sandler brothers in the midst of a war tearing their galaxy apart never promised to be easy but Paloma swore an oath to her husbands. Their challenges are hers, their war hers, their happiness… Everything she is and will be, she plans to be with them no matter what changes the conflicts wrought on the map.

When a battle gone wrong rips her away from her loves, she will tear the galaxy apart to get them.

She made a promise to love them for better or worse and nothing—not war, cartel, or corporation will keep her from those she loves.

Nothing.

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Paloma is a very strong, very determined woman who frequently ends up in a med machine through no fault of her own. This book opens with Paloma and her husbands leading others towards Sandler Space.

Now this book does a little back and forth with timeline, but it is necessary for the telling.

Paloma once again wakes up from a med machine and she has no recollection of how she got there. She is with two of her husbands, Melissa, Diana and their husbands, and many more on the planet where they took refuge after Garrison Sandler attacked Mars Station.

With Keith and Clay by her side she learns her other two husbands are gone, there is a tape of their execution by their father. Paloma really doesn’t believe it, she doesn’t feel them gone in her heart. Even after watching the tape twice, she is in denial.

This is a favorite scene, when Clay, Keith, and Paloma learn the truth about the video.

“Why are we here?” Clay moved slightly until he was directly on my other side. “I mean, we would like to get to know you. We might stay a while. Now that we’re not going to be in the med bay all the time, maybe we could help with things. In a bit. I think we’re adjusting to our life now. It might take some time to be okay.”

Canyon looked at Rohan. “Grief?”

“Yes.” Rohan moved to the screen and touched a button. He might as well have knocked me down. There on the screen was the hellish feed of Tommy and Quinn dying. I cried out and covered my eyes with my hand. I hadn’t been prepared for that, and since I was likely not going to kill Garrison Sandler, I didn’t see why I should ever watch it again.

I threw myself against Clay’s shoulder as though he could make the sound stop.

“Hey,” Keith and Clay said at the same time.

“What are you doing?” Clay wrapped his hand over my eyes, too. I couldn’t see the feed, but I could still hear it just fine.

“It’s a fake,” Rohan answered.

I dropped my hand from my eyes, and Clay dropped his, too. “What?”

“I am well versed in forgery. We frequently sent out fake images to places before we could invade them for Evander Corporation. That is one of the best ways to get people to not do things to make you kill them. I had no reason to watch the feed before last night. I don’t know your people. But I followed Paloma’s heartbeat. I wished to put a face to the sound I’d heard for the last month. There was a lot of pain each time she almost died,” Rohan explained.

It was so bizarre to hear him talk about my heartbeat as though it was something he could actually hear and identify. I might care to hear more about it later. He’d said the feed was fake.

“After watching it twice, I was quite certain it wasn’t real. I couldn’t have proven it to you then. That was simply… intuition. But Canyon can see things differently. I asked him to look.”

Canyon walked to the controls and paused the scene. It was right before they were about to die. “My eyes have been reworked to make me a better killer. I can spot someone who isn’t even a speck in the human eye yet, target them and kill them. Humans are shadows to me. I cannot see facial features, more like you are all heat and shadow. I can see mechanical things just fine. It’s like they removed my ability to see humans so I would not care about them. Pieces of darkness.”

He pressed another button to start the screen again. “That is not a human on the screen. Tommy and Quinn are drawings superimposed on footage from something else. I can see them. They are faked. Computer images. I can see them.”

Clay’s body shook next to me, and Keith let out a gasp. They’d lived with this for a month. For an entire month, they’d thought their brothers had been brutally killed. I’d only had one day with it and that was more than enough.

My knees threatened to give, but I stayed strong.

Keith found his voice first. “You’re sure about this. Absolutely sure?”

Canyon nodded. “Yes.”

I closed my eyes. We were going to get my other two loves back. “Thank you, Canyon, Rohan. You have given us such a gift. I will never ever be able to pay this back. If I can ever pay it forward, I will.”
Royce, Rebecca. Saving Them (Wings of Artemis Book 6) (pp. 67-69). After Glows Publishing. Kindle Edition.

This is just the beginning as we watch Paloma grow, both in determination and strength.

A fast paced page turner that will have you holding your breath more than once. Lots of love, encouragement, simmer to sizzle passion and some pretty cool revelations.

Dark Demise, the next book in this series is on my TBR pile. I think it just got pushed up the list.

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As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. I live in Austin Texas where I am determined to eat all the barbecue in town.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I’ve been told I’m a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you’ll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

I’d love to hear from you!

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Have you read Shelter For Sophie – Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes Book 8 by Susan Stoker?


Shelter for Sophie
Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes – Book 8
By
Susan Stoker

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She’s shy, he’s stoic…not the hardest personality traits to overcome, but Sophie Carson and Roman “Chief” Proudfit have their work cut out for them.

Sophie has a crush on the silent-but-studly firefighter next door. She’s been pining away silently while secretly helping the hardworking man by mowing his lawn—which he thinks is being done by her nonexistent husband and/or boyfriend. He’s definitely not big on neighborly chitchat, but with her stutter, that suits Sophie just fine. But now a misunderstanding at a bar has put him even further out of her reach.

Roman’s difficult upbringing on an Indian reservation is a sore spot, so when he thinks Sophie is taking advantage of poor people for medical trials at her workplace, he lets her know exactly what he thinks. But when he discovers he misunderstood, he’s man enough to admit it…and also that he should have opened his eyes to his beautiful, sensitive neighbor sooner.

As the couple gets closer, each helping the other overcome lifelong pains, for the first time in years, Roman has something to live for other than his job. And, as he discovers when Sophie puts herself in danger, something even bigger to lose…

** Shelter for Sophie is the 8th book in the Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes Series. Each book is a stand-alone, with no cliffhanger endings. **

 

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I am finding it difficult to find new words of praise for Susan Stoker. Once again she has enthralled me with her tale. In this one we once again have a very strong woman, but she is also introverted and shy. Sophie is a researcher, looking to find better and less painful ways to treat severe burns.

Chief is a paramedic/firefighter who has previously insulted his neighbor by giving her twenty dollars for mowing his lawn while he was on shift. Without knowing her, he again puts his foot in it while out with friends at the Sloppy Cow. This is a favorite scene.

“Soph, I don’t know how you do it. You always manage to find the most vulnerable people for our studies.”

“It’s a gift,” Sophie responded, the pride easy to hear in her voice. “S-Sometimes disadvantaged people are the easiest to convince. Honestly, s-sometimes I feel bad about pressuring patient’s families, but then I think about how it affects m-me and the institute, and the m-money it will ultimately bring in, and I’m perfectly okay with m-my actions.”

Chief chugged the rest of his beer, stood, and informed his friends, “I’ll be right back.”

He swallowed down the bile that had crept up his throat. He didn’t know his neighbor, but he was disappointed nevertheless. Growing up on the reservation in New Mexico, he’d experienced “do-gooders” first hand who’d tried to take advantage of his people. They’d come in pretending to have their best interests at heart, when in reality all they’d wanted was a Native American body for whatever experiments they wanted to do. Drug trials, mental health counseling, magic pills to “cure” alcoholism…the list was never ending.

The fact that his pretty neighbor might be like the leeches he remembered from his childhood sat like a thick black ball in his gut.

Chief used the restroom and looked in the mirror as he washed his hands. The face looking back at him had been called handsome by more than one woman. He kept his hair long, but pulled back into a ponytail that hung down his back to honor his heritage. Being part Native American was as much a part of who he was as being a firefighter. It was literally in his blood.

Gritting his teeth as he dried his hands, Chief knew what he had to do. He’d promised himself when he’d moved to Texas and off the reservation that he wouldn’t stand by and let anyone take advantage of those weaker, poorer, or not as fortunate as him. Even knowing it would cause problems, since he lived next door to the woman, he couldn’t leave without confronting her and making her agree to lay off the poor teenager she had in her sights.

He left the restroom and saw his lovely neighbor standing at the bar talking to Erin, one of the bartenders. Realizing it was the perfect chance to talk to her away from her friends, and his, Chief went right up to her.

“Sophie, right?”

She turned in surprise and looked at him with wide eyes. To give her credit, she didn’t gape at him as she had in her driveway. “Yeah, that’s m-me. Hi.”

She held out her hand in greeting and Chief ignored it. He knew he was being rude, but he didn’t want to pretend he liked her when he was so pissed.

“It’s not cool to prey on the poor.”

“Pardon?” Sophie asked, dropping her hand and shifting uneasily.

“I heard what you told your friends. That the poor teenage boy with the single mother can’t afford treatment so you just happened to be there to jump in and offer to pay for it…as long as they entered your program. That’s not cool. Not at all.”

He ignored the cute little furrow in her brow as she looked at him in confusion. “I’m s-sorry, but I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

“I’m talking about you offering to help the ‘poor black boy’ who doesn’t have any money. I’ve seen it time and time again when I was growing up on the reservation. You know they can’t afford to pay for the treatment they need so you play savior and offer to pay for everything…as long as they take the drugs you want them to and allow you to take his blood and do who knows what else in return. You make him a pin cushion and a human scientific experiment. It’s disgusting and vile. I know I can’t stop you from doing it, but I’m hoping I can make you at least think twice about it.”

“I think there’s been a m-misunderstanding,” Sophie insisted. “That’s not what I’m doing. I m-mean, I do look for patients who can’t afford treatment, but—”

“There are no buts about it,” Chief interrupted, thoroughly disgusted. “I’ve seen what burns do to people firsthand. They hurt, and when people hurt, they aren’t thinking right. They’ll sign whatever bullshit agreement you put in front of them if you say there’s a chance it’ll reduce that pain.” His lip curled in derision and he didn’t care that the woman in front of him saw it. “I think I’ll go to the hospital tomorrow and have a talk with that poor kid’s mom. Tell her what she’s really getting into.”

Instead of looking scared by his threat, Sophie put her hands on her hips and glared at him. “You do that. Ask for Traynesha Washington and her s-son, Diontray. And m-make s-sure you ask her exactly what S-Sophie promised her, too, while you’re at it.”

“I will.”

“Good.”

They glared each other for a heartbeat before Sophie shook her head and turned to Erin who had been standing on the other side of the bar shamelessly eavesdropping. “I just wanted you to know we’re gonna call it a night. We’ve called cabs and will be out of here in a bit. Thanks for the drinks tonight.”
Stoker, Susan. Shelter for Sophie (Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes Book 8) (Kindle Locations 189-233). Stoker Aces Production, LLC. Kindle Edition.

From here Chief has to eat a lot of crow and even grovel a bit to get back into Sophie’s good graces. He is determined though. Especially as he learns more about her and her never ending quest to make things better for those in need.

Another beautiful example of how strong and beautiful one is, even with what some would consider a disability.

I couldn’t put this book down, thank you Susan for not being quite as hard as you usually are on your heroines!

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Coming March 13, 2018
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New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author, Susan Stoker has a heart as big as the state of Texas where she lives, but this all American girl has also spent the last fourteen years living in Missouri, California, Colorado, and Indiana. She’s married to a retired Army man who now gets to follow her around the country.

She debuted her first series in 2014 and quickly followed that up with the SEAL of Protection Series, which solidified her love of writing and creating stories readers can get lost in.

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