Carter – The K9 Files Book 7 By Dale Mayer


Carter
The K9 Files Book 7
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer

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Staying away was harder than he thought …

Recovering from an accident was hell on anyone, but, for a stubborn guy like Carter, it was worse. No way would he be a burden. So he stayed away from Montana, where his best friend lived … and his best friend’s sister.

Until Geir and Cade ask Carter to check up on a dog delivered to a small town close by, but the dog never arrived. Considering this was one of the missing War Dogs that Titanium Corp was handling, Carter was happy to assist. Maybe even relieved as it gave him a reason to go where he’d been afraid to go before.

Walking into her partner’s office to find his dead body on the floor had sent Hailey down a nightmarish path that never seemed to end. Then it had started with Carter’s arrival. What else should she expect from the man who she’d always loved and who had rejected her time and time again. She’d hoped the attraction to him would have lessened by now, but it was even worse.

As the body count mounts, and the town takes sides, Hailey realizes that Carter was always the one to back her up, even when it meant he could die in this fight that’s gone to hell. Particularly when Carter finds the missing K9 dog, and his current owner is on the wrong side of the war …

Only Carter doesn’t care, knowing he’d always stand on the side of right, but maybe—if he was lucky this time—he wouldn’t be standing alone …

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Carter accepts the task of finding the K9 Matzuka knowing he should have visited his best friend Gordon in Montana sooner. All is well between them but there is still quite a bit of animosity between Gordon’s sister Hailey and Carter. They’ve been like oil and water for years and this visit doesn’t appear to be any different.

Now the adopting family of the war dog said he never arrived but as Carter follows the trail that doesn’t seem to be true. The contact isn’t very forthcoming, but the person assigned to pick up the dog is withholding information.

Hailey is another matter, she was blindsided when she saw Carter, her brother didn’t say anything about him coming for a visit.

Hailey got up the next morning, made coffee, and ate a quick bite. Realizing she was already late after her crappy night, she headed out to her vehicle. It was a business day, and that was just life. If she could, she would come home early today. However, did she really want to do that? With Carter here? Last night she had finished dinner and disappeared, leaving the men to themselves. She had disgraced herself right off the bat when Carter first arrived. She felt uncomfortable, especially around him, so she aimed for an easy getaway this morning. She took an apple as her lunch, then stepped out on the front porch.

And came face-to-face with Carter.

He looked at her in surprise. “Leaving so early?” Carter asked.

“It’s Monday.”

“I forget that,” he said. “I get the days mixed up.”

She relented and answered, “Easy to do if you’re not working nine-to-five anymore.”

“Life in the military was never nine-to-five,” he said with a smile. “But since the accident … Well, it’s easy to let the days roll into themselves.”

“What were you doing in New Mexico?”

“Helping out Titanium Corp— the company that sent me here looking for the dog.”

She remembered hearing about it and wondered why a company would send him this far away for something like that. “It sounds like they must care a lot about the dog,” she said. That couldn’t be a bad thing.

“They do,” he said. “And, while I was there, I was helping renovate homes for veterans, doing everything from carpentry work to electrical work. You know? The usual handyman stuff.”

“In other words, all the same stuff you used to do around here.”

“Maybe. I was thinking about setting up a construction company, but I’m not sure it’s what I want to do. At least not as my new career.”

“Right. Then there’s the cash issue. Always handy to have and the worst thing to be without.”

He smiled at that. “Are you still okay at your company?”

“Yes,” she said as she walked down the steps. “Have a good day.”

That was enough conversation for the time being. Carter stared at her as she walked past, and she stared back. Then, she focused on reaching her truck, turning on the engine, leaving without looking back. As she drove, she thought about yesterday, and how today went better. Considering …

Yesterday she had been shocked to see him and thus wasn’t herself. Well, if she were being honest, something about work concerned her too. So she was already out of sorts before his arrival. She believed somebody was embezzling from the company, and she had no clue how to find the culprit. She was in the finance business and handled multiple accounts, along with her two partners. And at least one of those accounts was in question. So, she didn’t believe one of her partners was doing something fishy, but that one account was just fishy, and she’d failed to notice it sooner.

Which was even more concerning. She’d been a full partner for over a year now, after serving as a junior partner the three years prior.

Then the other day she had come across some paperwork left in the copier. It had been a double set of books, from the looks of it— as if somebody had already seen the original ledger and was making another ledger and was making another one. She fiercely hoped she was wrong, and one of the other partners was already investigating the problem. She loved her job and didn’t want anything to go wrong. She had had enough go bad in her life that she didn’t need things at work to be screwed up too. Besides, she’d sunk everything she had into this company, her time, her specific finance knowledge, her money. That nest egg had been for her own home on the ranch. But she saw greater potential to invest her money this way.

She couldn’t afford to have anything go wrong.
Dale Mayer. Carter (Kindle Locations 304-308). Valley Publishing Ltd..

Unfortunately everything is about to go haywire as Hailey discovers one of her partners dead in his office. That’s just the beginning.

As the story unfolds, more death and more intrigue surrounds Hailey’s business. The Longfellow name keeps popping up and not in a good way.

The way Carter finds and retrieves Matzuka is priceless and this town is truly sitting on a powder keg.

Plenty of suspense, corruption, family drama and the beginnings of one renewed and one new romance.

I can’t wait for the next book in this series, the lead-in was perfect!

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Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.


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Winter Queen – Daughter of Winter Book 3 by Skye MacKinnon


Winter Queen
Daughter of Winter Book 3
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Skye MacKinnon

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“They say grief passes. They say the pain gets less.
Well, I don’t want it to go. I don’t want it to stop hurting.
The pain helps me function and get through the day. And it helps me focus on one thing: revenge.

“The Morrigan needs to die, no question about that. But first, Wyn and her Guardians need to find her.

While the Realm prepares for war, allies arrive from unexpected places. But there are enemies hiding in plain sight that could stop the war before it’s even begun.

Can Wyn destroy the Morrigan without sacrificing the lives of her loved ones?

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Since her human mother was killed by the Morrigan, Wyn has blocked out everyone, her guardians, her birth mother Biera, only Blaze has been allowed and then only because of his sparklies. After a horrible scene with Blaze her anger and depression ruling her, she fights her guardians attempts to reach her and the magic flares again. With everyone still blocked out she ends up back in the library of lives once again, this time she needs to decide live or die. After looking at her human mother’s book she decides life and her shields crash down.

Open again Biera is now able to save her from the destruction her magic has caused. Unfortunately the effort of saving everyone in that wing of the palace has left Biera with no reserves. She needs Wyn to rule.

There’s another problem too, Crispin her healer guardian is angry. While she reunites with Frost, Arc and Storm, Crispin stays away. She also begins her rule.

This is a favorite scene.

“Crispin?” I call out into the darkness, still following the pain in my chest. The only light here is the moon reflected by the snow, painting the garden in a gloomy, pale yellow colour.

“You shouldn’t be here,” his quiet voice says from the shadows. I find Crispin lying on a bench in the centre of the garden, looking up at the night sky.

“Stop moping and talk to me.”

I’m rougher than I intended to be, but I’m done with him evading me. Now that I know that he isn’t actually angry at me, I’m more confident in stopping him from pushing me away.

“You didn’t read it yet, did you.” His voice is so full of loneliness and resignation that I can’t help but bend down and kiss him. He doesn’t respond though; his lips aren’t moving like mine are.

Damn that man. Why can’t he just believe that I love him no matter what he did in the past?

I stand up and put my hands on my hips, looking at him angrily.

“Listen to me. I read it. Yes, it was painful to read. Yes, I felt sorry for you. Yes, I still feel guilty for making you write this. But you know what? It didn’t change anything about what you are to me. What I feel for you. Nothing can change that, and you know why? Because you’re in here.” I point at my chest, right where my heart is pounding hard. “And I’m in there.” I touch his chest, feeling his own heartbeat. It’s faster than mine.

“Now stop being like that and come back to me. I need you. No matter what you tell yourself, you’re mine, and you always will be.” I smile to soften my words a little. “You’re my Crispy.”

He chuckles bitterly. “I don’t understand you. How can you say things like that after reading what I did? About what she did to me? I’m tainted, Wyn, and I’ll never be whole. I’m not like the others. They can give themselves to you with all their heart, but I don’t have much of my heart left. She took it from me, she made me erase my humanity. And I know that I could become like that again, if she was to capture me. I’d do the same things again. I’d kill. I’d torture. I’d climb into her bed if she commanded me to. Can you really love someone like that? A monster?”

He’s sat up while he was speaking and tears are shining in his eyes, reflecting the moonlight.

I go on my knees and take his hands in mine, squeezing them hard. “You’re not a monster. And that bitch is never going to get her hands on you again. I’ll kill her before she even gets close to you. You’re free of her, Crispin. You’re no longer alone. You have me, and the guys. You don’t have to fight your demons alone.”

He looks down at me and a tear slides down his cheek.

“Even if the demons are real?”

I smile and squeeze his hands again. “Even then. Especially then. Real demons can be killed. We’ll deal with her and then you’ll be free.”

Finally, he gives me a tiny smile and wipes away his tears.

“You really are a Princess, Wyn. No, you’re a Queen.”
MacKinnon, Skye. Winter Queen (Daughter of Winter Book 3) (pp. 96-98). Peryton Press. Kindle Edition.

With Crispin it takes a bit more but once they are all together again things start moving rapidly towards war.

Flora the Goddess of Spring wishes and alliance and then there’s the dragons and Ada to deal with.

So much happens in this book, there is pain, tears, battle plans, laughter and sizzling heat.

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

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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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Teaching Abby – Surrender Book 2 by Becca Jameson


Teaching Abby
Surrender Book 2
By
Becca Jameson

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It’s a summer internship.

Never mind that the owners are hot.
Never mind that there are three of them.
Never mind that they are twice her age.
Never mind that they have a secret “play” room in the basement.
Never mind that she’s never been more intrigued in her life.
She only has three months.

No matter how deeply she gets involved,
she can’t stay…

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Abby is heading to Harvard Law in the fall, but first she has landed a prime internship in her hobby of photography.

Vanguard Media Specialists is a prestigious firm in Seattle owned by three partners, Levi, Beck and a silent partner Julius. They aren’t only business partners they are Doms and they train submissives. Not this summer though. They’ve decided they need a female perspective in their company and Levi is positive Abby is the one to provide it.

Now they are all attracted to Abby and the feeling is mutual but none of them are making a move. That is until a file is included in Abby’s editing that wasn’t meant for her. A mistake that will change everything.

This is a favorites scene.

When we round the corner and step into the library, Julius is standing by the window. Beck is sitting on one of the sofas. He jumps to his feet as Julius steps forward. “What happened?” His face is drawn together in concern, his gaze darting from Levi to me and back.

Levi runs a hand over the top of his head and blows out a breath. Yeah, he’s nervous. Great. “I fucked up.”

Beck groans, making me wonder how on earth he has suspected what happened?

Julius speaks. “Please tell me you didn’t make a move on Abby.”

That? That’s what they think happened? I take a step back, wishing for the tenth time that I could disappear. This is their thing. Not mine.

Beck jumps in next. “I told you hiring her was a bad idea. I knew you were attracted to her and wouldn’t be able to keep your dick in your pants. Do you not realize we can be sued for sexual harassment?”

What. The. Hell. Is. He. Talking. About?

I start shaking my head. They’re both way off base here.

“Jesus, Levi,” Julius adds, sounding disappointed. He spins around, looking like he would like to punch a hole in the closest wall.

Levi tips his head back and groans at the ceiling before righting himself. “Would you two shut the fuck up? No one made a pass at Abby. I haven’t touched her.”

Well, that’s not entirely true. He did touch my face. Twice. It was kind and I liked it. A bit too much. I can still feel the stroke of his fingers against my skin.

Both men freeze. Their gazes come to me, leaning around Levi. I’m still trying to hide and failing. They search my face, glancing up and down my body at the same time. I feel like they’re stripping me to see if Levi is telling the truth. That doesn’t even make sense.

“Abby?” Julius questions.

“What happened?” Beck asks before I can respond.

Levi answers. Thank God. “I accidentally uploaded Katarina’s last submission file into the Johnson wedding folder.”

Julius groans.

Beck stumbles backward. His hand goes to his chest. “Did she… watch it?” His gaze comes to me.

I bite my bottom lip hard, nodding. “Sorry,” I mumble.

“All of it?” his voice raises.

“Enough of it,” Levi responds.

Beck’s face turns red. His skin is so pale that he can’t hide it. His gaze jerks to Levi’s. “Jesus, Levi. She’s too innocent for that. She’s probably never been to a club nor seen any kind of submission before, and she gets introduced to the fetish world by watching her boss dominate a woman on her knees?”

I gasp. My boss? I take another step backward, stumbling. Until this moment, it hasn’t occurred to me that I knew the man in the video. I had a fleeting thought that the voice was familiar, but I didn’t realize it was Beck. I’m going to pass out.

Julius rushes toward me and grabs my biceps as I start to go down. He sets a hand on my lower back, swings to the side, and ushers me toward one of the leather sofas. “What a clusterfuck,” he murmurs under his breath.

“She didn’t know it was you, asshole,” Levi informs Beck.

Beck’s voice rises. “How the hell was I supposed to know that?”

I set my elbows on my knees and try to breathe. I wish they would all be quiet so I can think. I wish they would leave me alone. I need to concentrate.

This isn’t what happens though. Nope. Not even close. Instead, Julius kneels in front of me, and Beck and Levi flank me sitting on both sides. I’m crowded and I’m going to hyperventilate.

Julius’s hand lands on my head, and he guides my face toward the floor. “Give her some space. She’s panicking.”

That’s an understatement.

Ten billion thoughts are going through my head. I don’t even know what the truth is anymore. I try to sort out the facts. My three bosses have a secret studio somewhere in this house where they shoot private videos for kinky people. Got it.
Becca Jameson. Teaching Abby: Surrender, Book Two (Kindle Locations 716-749). Becca Jameson Publishing.

I remembered Claudia from the first book in this series. and Claudia is the perfect person to discuss the basics of BDSM and give Abby a tour of Surrender.

Talk about BDSM 101, the guys are funny too, trying to figure out the best way to start with a total newbie, someone who has never even thought about the lifestyle.

This book is fun, sensual, informative, emotional and sizzling.

I can’t wait to read the next book in the 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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Impact Zone – The Arsenal Book 6 by Cara Carnes


Impact Zone
The Arsenal Book 6
By
Cara Carnes

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Every action has an equal
and opposite reaction.

Rhea Strathmore creates death. Locked within her laboratory at The Arsenal, she concocts whatever’s necessary to protect those around her. She won’t ever negate her pre-Arsenal deficit, but she’ll try. Her past work now threatens everyone she cares for and exposes secrets she’s kept buried. The mysterious man tasked with keeping her alive is more lethal than anything she’s ever concocted.

Everything has a price.

Fallon Graves defies death with every assignment. He may have traded in his lone operative lifestyle for The Arsenal, but that doesn’t mean he’s a team player. He’s survived his entire life with no one. Why should he change? When Rhea’s past threatens The Arsenal, Fallon is forced to question everything he’s valued. She’s a liability in the field, but he’s not about to let anyone harm the woman who’s more dangerous than any explosive he’s ever created.

Together, Rhea and Fallon are one volatile chemical reaction away from going up in flames.

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From almost the very first page I was holding my breath with this one. Rhea doesn’t go on missions, her comfort zone is her lab. Fallon knows this too, and he isn’t pleased when he’s told she has to go in order to identify bio-chemicals that are hazardous. Chemicals that she had created years ago and not with the intent Carlisle has for them.

They have gone over the plan repeatedly and although she’s ready, Fallon’s still skeptical and confronts Edge one more time, to no avail.

Rhea’s nervous, but Bree also has her back. Unknown to the others she has included a few extra items in Rhea’s backpack, just in case.

This is just one of my favorite scenes.

He listened as Zoey and Cord guided Sanchez through steps to secure the van. Sweat dampened Fallon’s skin by the time he’d placed all the charges and returned to Rhea and Donovan. The two, sans hazmat gear, were in the hallway outside the lab. The animals were each on a cart, which was fully contained within a bubble except for its handles. A secondary protective layer was around each of the sleeping animals. Small oxygen tanks sat on the lower level of the cart. The remainder of the second shelf of each was loaded down with paperwork and the computer.

Donovan grunted as he shouldered a second pack.

“You’re clear for exit,” Edge said.

“I should double-check the unsecured area of the lab, make sure I didn’t overlook anything,” Rhea said. She turned and headed toward the lab.

Fallon grabbed her arm. “We’re done.”

“But—”

“Let’s go.” Relief filled him when she moved behind him and curled her fingers through his belt loop. Donovan maneuvered both of the carts and fell into position behind Fallon and Rhea as they exited the laboratory.

Two large drones hovered in the center of the long corridor. The large, black objects were larger than any The Arsenal used.

“Shit.” Zoey’s curse quickened Fallon’s pulse as two drones he’d dispatched flew forward to intercept the enemy. “Battle Bots time, Arsenal style.”

“Engage,” Jesse barked over the com.

Fallon aimed his weapon as Donovan did the same. The two fired on the black monstrosities as The Arsenal bots moved to intercept the fiery red projectiles shooting toward them. He turned to get Rhea secured, but she was already curled exactly how he’d told her to if trouble hit.

Relieved, he refocused on the drones.

“Donovan, get her out of here,” Fallon said.

“No!” Bree’s voice pierced the coms. “The drones we have aren’t combat. Drugs won’t take those two down. Rhea, get your backpack open. Pull out the black case inside.”

“What did you do?” Edge asked, her voice quiet on the com.

“I packed a few extra things, just in case,” Bree said.

“And didn’t tell us,” Jesse added.

Fallon hauled himself and Rhea into the nearest room as Donovan fired on the drones. Bullets ricocheted off them. “Armored.”

“Of course they are,” Zoey clipped, her anger evident. “What’s in the case, Bree?”

“Move,” Bree ordered.

“You got them, Rhea?” “Yes.” Fallon crouched beside Rhea as she dragged out a black case and unzipped it. Four round balls sat in holders. Two had red streaks while the other two were coated with yellow stripes. “What now?”

“Roll one of the red ones into the hall and take cover. I’ll handle the rest,” Bree said.

“Care to share with the rest of the class?” Zoey asked.

“Is there another way out of this room?” Fallon asked.

“No,” Jesse answered. “Standby.”

Right. He settled into a protective crouch above Rhea. Donovan positioned himself along her other side. Between the two of them, she’d be safe. He looked over and noted the other man had hauled the animals in.

Fiery red beams shot out and pierced the door they’d slammed shut. Donovan rolled one of the balls into the corridor.

“It’s out,” Donovan said. “Any day now. You know, before we’re dead.”

A concussive boom shook the entire area. Bright light filled the area. What the fuck? Fallon’s ears rang. Disoriented, he blinked and shook his head.

A grenade?

What the fuck?

“Status?” Edge asked.

“You okay?” Fallon asked Rhea. His voice sounded distant, as though he’d entered a tunnel. Shit. Hearing damage was the last problem he needed.

He’d suffered from hearing loss for years. The unwanted byproduct of the life he led had proven problematic only a few times. He’d been on enough missions to know what needed to be done. As long as he kept the com turned to high in his “bad ear”— which was at a solid sixty percent hearing at his last checkup with Logan— he’d hear what the bosses ordered. That left his “good ear” to hear everything around him.

Her lips moved, he heard faint words, but nothing distinctive. Her head nodded. Yes. Rhea repeated the words in a non-ending loop as the three of them rose from their crouched positions. Donovan entered the corridor, weapon drawn.

Shock reflected on his face a moment. Lips thinned in a grim expression, he motioned they were clear.

Rhea pushed one cart in front of her and pulled the other behind her. Though he wanted to leave the animals behind and get the hell out while they could, they’d come too far to abandon the new objective now. He snatched the case and Rhea’s backpack and headed out.

Donovan grabbed the remnants of the bots in the carnage. Relieved the man was already two steps ahead, Fallon willed his breathing to slow. That’d been too close.
Cara Carnes. Impact Zone (Kindle Locations 904-945). Heartscape Publishing.

Taking down Carlisle is a complicated move and the planning has to include several different back-ups.

Throughout everything, Fallon has Rhea’s back and to his surprise she has his. She cares about him and it’s evident on every page.

These two are a bit frustrating in their dance even as the danger and suspense ramps up.

I couldn’t put this book down, the hold your breath action, plenty of suspense, laughter, tears and the romance that is both frustrating and perfect as it makes its way to a sizzle.

I can’t wait for the next book in this series!

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Born in small-town Texas, Cara Carnes was a princess, a pirate, fashion model, actress, rock star and Jon Bon Jovi’s wife all before the age of 13. In reality, her fascination for enthralling worlds took seed somewhere amidst a somewhat dull day job and a wonderful life filled with family and friends. When she’s not cemented to her chair, Cara loves traveling, photography and reading.


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Wild, Wild Rake – The Cavensham Heiresses Book 6 By Janna MacGregor


Wild, Wild Rake
The Cavensham Heiresses Book 6
By
Janna MacGregor

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Her first marriage was an epic failure.

Lady Avalon Warwyck never did love her husband. Arrogant, selfish, and cruel, it’s a blessing when she’s widowed and left to raise her son all by herself. Finally, Avalon can live freely and do the work she loves: helping fallen women become businesswomen. She’s lived these past ten years with no desire to remarry―that is, until Mr. Devan Farris comes to town.

Can he convince her to take
another chance at happily ever after?

Devan Farris―charming vicar, reputed rake, and the brother of Avalon’s son’s guardian―is reluctantly sent to town to keep tabs on Avalon and her son. Devan wishes he didn’t have to meddle in her affairs; he’s not one to trod on a woman’s independent nature and keen sense of convictions. But she’ll have nothing to do with vicar with a wild reputation―even though he’s never given his heart and body to another. If only he could find a way to show Avalon who he really is on the inside―a good, true soul looking for its other half. But how can prove that he wants to love and care for her. . .until death do they part?

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This book grabbed my attention right from the start as Avalon meets her husband’s very pregnant mistress although she doesn’t yet know that.

There is a most humiliating confrontation with her husband and his mistress Mary in front of his friends. One of those friends Devin, has coined the title of Lady Warlock in reference to her.  This is just one of the barbs and almost assault that forces her their country estate.

The story really begins eleven years later, after Avalon’s husband has died from illness. Her son Thane, Marquess of Warwyk is ten years old and should be heading to Eton soon, but she doesn’t want him to go. Although Avalon handles all the day to day of the estate, Gavin Farris the Earl of Larkton is the boys guardian and custodian of his estate.

Until now Gavin has mostly stayed away, his curiosity has been aroused by an article in a gossip paper. For years Lady Warwyk has been settling young women who wish to get away from prostitution in her home village of Thistledown. Gavin wants to know where the money is coming from, convinced she is taking it from her son’s inheritance.

Gavin has managed to get his brother a vicar reassigned to Thistledown. To not only spy on her but also tutor Thane to prepare him for Eton.

What ensues is a lively tale of unusual friendships, romance and the consequences of deceit and gossip.

I now have to go back and read the rest of this series.

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Janna MacGregor was born and raised in the bootheel of Missouri. She credits her darling mom for introducing her to the happily-ever-after world of romance novels. Janna writes stories where compelling and powerful heroines meet and fall in love with their equally matched heroes. She is the mother of triplets and lives in Kansas City with her very own dashing rogue, and two smug, but not surprisingly, perfect pugs. She loves to hear from readers.

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Better Than Sexy – Sexy Book 3 by Carly Phillips


Better Than Sexy
Sexy Book 3
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Carly Phillips

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Insta-love only happens in the movies.

Insta-lust? That she’d buy into.

Until she meets take-charge club owner Landon Bennett and falls head over heels at a glance.

When hot as sin Landon Bennet offers sexy songstress Vivienne Clark a summer residency at his popular Manhattan nightclub, it’s the opportunity of a lifetime and she can’t resist. Add in the man’s obvious interest and seductive attention and life is perfect. Until she puts together the pieces of his past. Fate might have brought them together, but is the intimate relationship they’ve been building strong enough to overcome one painful fact. She’s the sister of the man who killed his twin.

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After all the trouble at Club Ten29, things are starting to look up again. With summer coming Jason, Tanner and Landon want to be sure to keep the momentum going. Landon has come up with the idea of a summer residency like they do in Vegas, offer the artist a place to stay plus salary and amenities for the season. Jason finds a video Faith had been watching and all of them agree, especially Landon, that the gorgeous and talented artist would be perfect, and a big draw.

Vivi has been struggling to make ends meet, she needs to pay her band, her recording studio time and her assistant. Not to mention rent, food costumes etc. When the video of her performing at a local coffee shop goes viral, the offers start coming in, much to the delight of her manager Owen. She does have stipulations, she’s not leaving the area. Her Mom needs her near for support since her brother has just gone back to jail for more heinous crimes.

When she meets with her manager and Landon, she is stunned by the very attractive owner of Club Ten29, perhaps even more than the offer itself. However when she realizes the connection between the club and her brother, she turns the offer down.

Landon of course isn’t going to take no for an answer and manages to get her address from her manager so he can convince her in person to take the job.

This is a favorite scene.

When the knock sounded on Vivi’s door the next day, she wasn’t surprised. She hadn’t thought Owen was going to let this go with a voicemail message and a follow-up phone call. Even so, Vivi had made up her mind. After what her brother had done to Landon and his partners, it wasn’t fair for her to take the job. She also had no intention of revealing who she was to them and subjecting herself to their disdain. She didn’t know Landon, but she knew she’d fall apart if he turned his rightful hurt and anger on her.

Preparing herself to deal with Owen, she flung the door open and came face-to-face with Landon instead. “Oh.”

Wearing a pair of jeans and a collared tee shirt, he looked sexy instead of uptight like Owen when he wore a similar outfit. The top two buttons were open, leaving his tanned chest and a sprinkling of dark hair visible for her to see, and she imagined her hand settled there, her fingers running over his skin.

She pulled her gaze upward and met his stare, glad she was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt of her own. Being fully clothed put her on more equal footing than her skimpy gym wear. And it covered her body’s instant reaction to merely looking at him.

“Hi.” He greeted her with a grin.

“Hi.” She didn’t ask how he’d found her. She knew Owen would cross any boundaries to get her to take this job.

“Can we talk?” he asked.

It would be rude if she said no without hearing him out, so she nodded. “Sure. Come on in.” She led him into her small apartment, all too aware of the shabby furniture and chipped paint on the walls.

It wasn’t going to make sense to him why she lived in such a run-down place and was turning down his offer. She gritted her teeth and hoped she could find a way out, short of explaining who she was.

“We can sit here.” She led him to the sofa and they sat across from each other. She clasped her hands together, trying to hide her nerves. “So what can I do for you?”

His addictive grin did funny things to her insides, and she trembled beneath that seductive gaze.

“I’m not here to ask why you said no to my offer,” he said, his words taking her by surprise. “But I am going tell you all the reasons you should say yes.” He leaned back against the sofa and held her stare. “My partners and I have been through hell these last couple of months.”

She stiffened in shock. Of all the things she’d expected, him confiding in her hadn’t been on the agenda. “I’m sorry,” she said, twisting her fingers together.

“When we were younger, we went through an … unimaginable experience and my twin died.” He paused, glancing away, his eyes clouding over. “Actually he was killed.”

Jesus. “Landon, I’m so sorry.” Her throat swelled and the truth swirled around in her head, but she knew better than to admit it now.

He shot her an appreciative glance while running a hand through his hair, messing the long strands. “Then, a few months ago, the bastard who killed him got out of prison and came after us,” he said, jaw tight. “I don’t want to get into the specifics, but the point is the club took a hit. People stopped coming in. The Tangled Royal concert was a way to bring the customers back and to make them feel safe.”

“I assume it worked?” she asked.

He nodded. “To a point. But summer is coming. People go away, leave for the Hamptons, the Jersey Shore. We want to keep our numbers up, and we believe you’re the key to that.”

She stared at her ugly flowered sofa. “I’m sure there are other artists who could step in and accomplish the same thing.”

But despite her words, she had to admit he was persuasive. She wanted to help him, if for no other reason than to undo a small measure of the problems and pain her brother had caused, and she couldn’t deny the money he offered would help her personally and the job itself would build her brand and get her name out to the public.

He leaned in closer, as if sensing he was getting to her. “Your numbers on YouTube prove how much people like you. Imagine building your presence on a stage in one of the biggest up-and-coming clubs in Manhattan?”

The idea was exciting and everything she wanted, but she felt guilty accepting knowing who she was. “I don’t know.”

He looked around her apartment, and she didn’t have to follow his gaze to know what he saw. Peeling walls, stained carpet, scuffed floors. “I assume you aren’t making much now. Have you looked at the contract?” he asked in a nonjudgmental voice.

She shook her head. She hadn’t wanted to be tempted by a lucrative amount of money.

He narrowed his gaze in confusion, as if he didn’t understand her, but continued. “We’re offering you an apartment above the club for the summer. The place is immaculate. A fully stocked fridge with anything you want inside it and weekly deliveries. We’ll cover your incidentals in addition to pay per performance. And your manager mentioned you want to record your music. I’m willing to cover your studio fees for the duration of the residency. And I’m assuming you have debt? The salary will help alleviate that without you having to pay rent and utilities.”

Oh, God. He was offering the world, at least the world she wanted. “Why me?” She blurted out the main question circling her mind. “I mean there are any number of artists in the city. Why are you offering all of this to me?”

He blew out a breath and she sensed his internal struggle, as if he had more to say than he wanted to admit. “I used to play. Piano, guitar, whatever.”

She blinked in surprise.

“I know talent,” he said with a shrug. “I can feel that you’re meant for big things and I can help. It’s a leg up. Promoters and better managers than Owen will stop by Club TEN29 over the course of the summer. Do you have any idea what this can do for your career? Not to mention how much you’ll be helping us out?”

She hung her head and sighed. How did she take this job knowing what she did about their connection? Yet how did she turn it down?

When she hesitated again, he waited until she met his gaze. “Now I have to ask why. I saw the initial interest in your eyes. What changed your mind?”

She dug her nails into her skin. “I … I don’t think I deserve it.”

He eased in closer until his legs touched hers. “Of course you deserve it. You just have to reach out and take the chance. Accept the opportunity. Help me and my partners,” he said, his tone imploring her to say yes.

She blew out a long breath, doing her best to ignore the heat of his body so close to hers. He was distracting her with his masculine presence and scent, and his argument was compelling and alluring.

He added to her confusion by taking her hand in his bigger, warmer one. “My club needs you. My partners and I need you. And we’re giving you back so much in return.” He turned those gorgeous blue eyes on her. “Say yes, Vivi.”

Her internal struggle wavered. Bottom line, she needed this job as much as he said they needed her, and she reasoned that it was only a temporary gig. A few months and she could pay off her bills, finance her career, and move on without them knowing the truth.

“Yes,” she finally said, hoping if he ever found out who she really was, he’d understand why she’d withheld the information. With luck, the truth would never be brought to light.
Carly Phillips. Better Than Sexy (Kindle Locations 350-408). Carly Phillips.

Now I knew that once she took this job there would be major emotional conflicts. I also knew that the guys would be more than just a little upset when they found out who her brother is.

There are plenty of ups and downs, a simmer to sizzle and back again romance, so many emotions especially tears.

I look forward to the next book and also seeing this crew in other Carly books.

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Carly Phillips is the N.Y. Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of over 50 sexy contemporary romance novels featuring hot men, strong women and the emotionally compelling stories her readers have come to expect and love.

Carly’s career spans over a decade and a half with various New York publishing houses, and she is now an Indie author who runs her own business and loves every exciting minute of her publishing journey. Carly is happily married to her college sweetheart, the mother of two nearly adult daughters and three crazy dogs (two wheaten terriers and one mutant Havanese) who star on her Facebook Fan Page and website. Carly loves social media and is always around to interact with her readers.


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Purgatory City – Through The Gates Book 1 by Rebecca Royce & Skye MacKinnon


Purgatory City 
Through the Gates Book 1
By
Award Winning Authors
Rebecca Royce
&
Skye Mac Kinnon

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Play the Game or die.

Alone in a desolate world ravaged by war and alien invasion, Eileen Paine offers herself to indentured servitude in Purgatory City—a chance at a different life.

No one knows what happens beyond the gates, but it has to be better than the peril in the Blastlands. Nothing could have prepared her for the darkness, the tests, the changes, or the people she meets. Least of all being changed and controlled by the aliens in power.

With no guarantee of success, eliminations happening frequently, and the threat of potential allies becoming enemies, does Eileen have what it takes to survive? And when her heart gets involved, can she live with what she has to do to escape Purgatory?

When I started reading this I wasn’t sure what to expect. I sure didn’t expect cages and voices. The terrain Eileen was to navigate was foreign and she is given very little direction. On that first challenge she meets Clay, X and Y, and Kenny who was on the cage next to her joins as well. What ensues is an initiation of sorts, one where she believes she’s going to die.

This is a favorite scene.

Both men stared at me, not saying a word. I felt a little uncomfortable under their intense gaze, but I kept looking straight ahead, taking both of them in. Their bodies were athletic and lithe, perfect for surviving in whatever cruel game we were playing. I bet they could outrun me without even breaking a sweat.

Suddenly, the guy on the left shot forward, wrapping his hands around my throat. We tumbled to the ground, my back hitting a sharp stone. I would have screamed if his hands hadn’t prevented me from breathing. I struggled against his grip, but he shifted around until he was sitting on top of me, using his body weight to subdue me. I tried to pry his hands off, but he was too strong. No matter how much I scratched him, he didn’t let go.

Black spots began to shimmer in front of my eyes. Now would have been a really good moment for Tim to resurface. There were sounds in the background, but my eyes started to buzz, droning out the voices. I was becoming too weak to struggle.

I was dying.

He was killing me.

“Oh no, he’s not.”

Tim’s voice rang through my brain, loud and clear. A moment later, pain filled my skull and my vision disappeared, followed by a loud bang. The hands around my throat vanished, and I drew in a ragged breath, almost too weak to breathe.

Then there was silence. I still couldn’t see, but nobody spoke to tell me what was happening. Time seemed to pass quickly but there was nothing I could do about it. My throat hurt like hell, and my lungs were burning. Why had that bastard tried to kill me? Had it been their plan all along?

Slowly, the darkness receded a little.

“Can you stand up?” Tim asked in my head after what felt like forever.

I doubted it. I couldn’t even blink my eyes open. I was weak as a baby, unable to move, unable to speak.

“Seems I need to work on this defense tech,” he muttered, almost as if to himself, which was kind of ironic seeing that it was him in my brain and not the other way round. “If it leaves you unable to run after deployment, it’s of no use.”

None of what he said made sense. I wish I could have asked him, but even swallowing was almost impossible. I wrenched my eyes open and groaned. Okay. I wasn’t being attacked anymore. The one who had been doing it was across the space, holding his head, and I clearly had done something to him, even if I couldn’t remember what that was.

“Interesting,” Kenny chuckled, his voice crazed once again. “I didn’t expect that. You were out for an entire hour.“

Clay groaned. “Neither did I. Nice trick, Eileen.”

Sounds of footsteps were followed by someone putting a hand on my forehead. “Wow, you’re burning up.

What did those bastards do to you?”

“She’s a new generation,” a new voice said. It had to be X or Y. “Sorry, lass. I had to know if they’d modified you. Only major threats reveal the tech they’ve implanted in you. Guess this is our lucky day.”

My throat hurt, and Tim wasn’t commenting. For all the tech that was apparently installed inside of me, healing me was clearly not a priority. They didn’t want me dead yet? Great. I was on board with that, but he could have thrown in a throat lozenge, and I’d have been thrilled with that, too.

Not that we’d had any for years. I rubbed my throat, and Clay bent over to hand me some hot tea. They must have brought supplies with them. I gladly took the mug.

The man grimaced. “Sorry about your throat. He wouldn’t have killed you. I mean, you would have passed out, but unless he was instructed to kill, X wasn’t going to do that.”

I leaned forward. “It was a dick move. Coming in here like you’re friendly, like you want to be some kind of big instructor and friend in this hellhole, and going for my throat? That is really low. Although, maybe I should be thanking you because your little test did teach me more than anything else could have.”

The fire they’d lit outside the cabin crackled as Y threw a stick into it. After X’s apology, those two had gone back to being silent. Clay had been right about them. They didn’t talk much. I preferred it that way.

Ken laughed, sitting back on his elbows. “No heroes in here, Eileen. I don’t like your name. I’m going to come up with something else. I’ll let you know when I decide what it is.”

I’d never cared for nicknames. “Don’t hurt yourself trying.”
Rebecca Royce; Skye MacKinnon. Purgatory City: Through The Gates Book One (Kindle Locations 274-309). Peryton Press.

These guys are all controlled by different voices, and her ‘Tim’ was a bit more helpful than theirs.

Eileen is snarky, efficient and sexy. The guys are handsome and protective even when they shouldn’t be.

An interesting, thrill packed tale with the beginnings of a reverse harem as Eileen finds she doesn’t want to be without any of them.

I can’t wait to read the next step in their journey!

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Rebecca Royce Rebecca Royce

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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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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