M.E.O.W. – Catnip Assassins Book 1 by Skye MacKinnon


M.E.O.W.
Catnip Assassins Book 1
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Skye MacKinnon

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Assassin. Private Investigator.
Cat shifter.

Kat is used to killing people, but for a blank cheque, she’s willing to do the opposite and help solve a murder – even though it sounds boring as hell. That is, until she finds some body parts in her fridge, makes friends with the neighbourhood cats and realises there may be an assassin better than her…

Suddenly, things have become purrfectly exciting.

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Kat is a panther shifter. An assassin for the pack, her latest assignment is about to change everything. The intended victim gets the drop on her and then proposes a deal, one Kat can’t and doesn’t want to refuse.

Now with a home, a lucrative business, and employees, she is approached not for a hit, but to find a murderer.

We meet her employees, Beth a poison expert, Lily an assassin who uses feminine wiles to lure her prey, she also likes body parts… and Ben a very talented thief.

It’s the cats that are the interesting part of this team, Kat recruits them after one adorable little one coerces food out of her.

This is a favorite scene.

Meow. Meow.

I blink open my eyes only to stare into big yellow pupils lined with black. Whiskers stroke my cheeks.

I groan and close my eyes again. It feels way too early.

Meow.

“Shut up,” I mutter and hide my head beneath a pillow.

In response, the kitten begins to claw my shirt. Great. An alarm clock with claws. Worst invention ever.

“Piss off,” I growl, but the cat doesn’t budge. It’s probably hungry.

I breathe in deep. It’s a male. Usually, I don’t let males into my bed. I sleep with them in theirs and leave before sunrise. That’s the rule. No attachments. Luckily, this little male isn’t human.

Meooooow.

“Okay then,” I sigh dramatically and sit up, surprising the kitten. He tumbles and lands on my thighs, meowing indignantly.

I don’t apologise. It’s his fault for standing on my chest.

Yawning loudly, I pick him up and climb out of the hammock. Usually, I’d get dressed, but the kitten won’t stop asking for food. I’m far too easily manipulated.

I take him downstairs into the kitchen. The house is quiet, I seem to be the first one awake.

“Don’t look,” I warn him and open one of the cabinets, revealing my stash of cat food. It’s my guilty little secret. Even to me, it smells appetising, but I’ve got enough of a grip on my feral side to resist the temptation. I put some of the food in a bowl and hand it to the kitten. He starts eating greedily, leaving me with an amused smile on my face.

While he’s enjoying his breakfast, I make myself some beans on toast. It’s that kind of day. In a way, the beans almost look like wet cat food. Not sure if that makes them more or less enticing.

Meow.

He’s already finished his food and still sounds hungry. Cats. Greedy little bastards.

I grin and give him some more. I feel like giving him a name, but he probably already has one. To find out, I’d need to shift, but I’m not in the mood. I know cats can understand me when I’m human, but I only understand the intentions behind their meows, not actual words like names.

Maybe I’ll shift later, although by then, he’ll likely be gone. Unless what Lily said is true and I am training the local cats to come here for food. I can’t help it.

Suddenly, a thought strikes my mind and I almost meow myself. I think I’ve just had the most brilliant idea.

I crouch down so I’m closer to the little kitten. He ignores me, busy eating the last remaining crumbs. No idea how he’s managed to devour two bowls of cat food this fast. Even I would have taken longer than that.

“Hey little one,” I say quietly. “Shall we make a deal?”

His ears twitch, but he continues eating.

“How about I give you food every day, and in return, you run some errands for me? Go to places and check them out? Tell me if there are any humans around? Stuff like that?”

I can feel how he’s thinking about it, but he’s too distracted by his meal. I sigh and wait for him to finish.

He rubs his face with his front paws, and I think my heart is close to melting. He’s too cute for my cold assassin heart. Maybe I shouldn’t get involved with baby cats. They’re bound to change me into a bubbling mess.

“So, what do you say?” I ask again. “Want to spy for me?”

Even though I’m not shifted, I feel his assent and grin. I’ve won a spy that nobody will ever suspect. Granted, he won’t be able to tell me what the humans he sees are talking about, but he’ll be able to do some reconnaissance. Cats are everywhere, and most people don’t pay much attention to them. Very few people know that I can talk to them. This is going to be epic.

I pick up the kitten and carry him to the front door.

“Come again tomorrow, and I’ll give you both food and a mission.”

He looks at me with eyes so intelligent that I don’t have any doubts about the success of this new venture.

An image of other cats pops into my mind.

I smile. “Yes, you can bring your friends too, if they’re interested.”

He turns around and runs off, not giving me a second glance. Cats usually give me more attention than they give humans, but they still don’t like to appear needy or tamed. They always keep their word though. Cats may be devious at times, but they’re honest about it.
MacKinnon, Skye. Meow (Catnip Assassins Book 1) (pp. 25-28). Peryton Press. Kindle Edition.

As Kat investigates the murder of the sweets shop owner, things get more complicated. The clues lead to some very interesting occurrences, another confrontation with her benefactor and the addition of a couple more employees.

I really enjoyed this book, the cats, the characters and more than a few surprises make this a page turning read. I’ve already started my re-read of 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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Blaire – Corked and Tapped Book 9 by Becca Jameson


Corked and Tapped:
Because the best stories never start
with someone eating a salad.

Blaire
Corked and Tapped Book 9
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Becca Jameson

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“I could take my shirt off if you want.” The moment she heard him speak, she knew his words were more than just flirtatious banter. At least she hoped that was the case. But when a random stranger accidentally punched her in the jaw, his intentions were confirmed. The larger-than-life bouncer at her favorite bar immediately lost his shit. She just prayed he was serious because her heart couldn’t take it if he wasn’t.

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This series is definitely keeping me on my toes. The releases are quick and they are short and satisfying reads.

Blaire has been flirting with the Corked and Tapped bouncer Kyle for a while now. She comes in every Friday and sits at the same table and alternates her drinks with tonic water. This week is Thanksgiving and her roommate decided to switch up her night for Wednesday.

Kyle is surprised to see her but goes with the flow, doing a bit of flirting himself as he takes a break. Called away to help escort a drunk, he’s too far away to stop the altercation that ends with Blaire getting punched.

This is a favorite scene.

He stared at her for a moment, and then leaned in close to whisper in her ear. “The fucking hot woman who’s been nervously watching my every move for months while she sits in my bar squirming in her seat over a romance novel doesn’t usually get caught in the middle of a fight and punched either. So, yeah, the police are coming. You need to press charges. Then I’ll take you home.”

She swallowed. Mortification was the only word that came to mind. Her face had heated earlier, but now it was on fire, and not just from the punch. In fact, that part no longer hurt.

He knew?

Lord.

He knew. Kyle knew she had been sitting here week after week stripping him with her eyes while he worked. Could she be more embarrassed?

He set his forehead against hers. “Please, baby. Don’t freak out on me now. Talk to the cops. Give a statement. Then we’ll leave.”

She couldn’t move. He’d called her baby.

He sighed. “I know you don’t like attention. I know this is uncomfortable for you. I get that. And I’m so sorry I wasn’t close enough to stop those guys from hitting you.” He removed the ice from her face, reached behind him to snag her bag off the table and her jacket from the chair, and grabbed her hand.

Before she knew what was happening, he tugged her around the corner, past the men who’d been fighting, and into a room farther down the hall.

The guy who’d punched her called out, “So sorry, ma’am. I didn’t mean to hit you. I just—” His voice was cut off when Kyle slammed the door, leaving them in relative silence.

He flipped on the light and then his hands were on her face again, his brow furrowed, his attention on her cheek.

“It’s fine, Kyle,” she whispered. “It’s no longer throbbing. I don’t think it’s that bad.”

He didn’t respond. Instead, he inhaled long and slow, seemingly controlling his anger. Was he mad at her? She pressed her lips together to keep from rambling. Maybe he was frustrated because she wouldn’t shut up.

Kyle closed his eyes and set his forehead against hers a second time, his hands spread on her neck and up her scalp. He took several deep breaths, and then he whispered, “Scared the fuck out of me.”

She swallowed, uncertain why he was reacting like this. She had no idea what he meant, and she was afraid to ask.

Someone knocked on the door.

Kyle released her to spin around and open it. Mike stood there, along with a police officer. “Officer Bradshaw has a few questions,” Mike stated as he stepped into the tightly confined room, followed by the officer.

Blaire finally had a chance to glance around and realized this had to be Mike’s office. She took a step back to make more room in the cramped space. She also didn’t have to say much. Kyle immediately explained to the officer what had happened. Blaire confirmed. The cop left. Mike left. Done.

Blaire blew out a sigh of relief as the door closed behind them, but then Kyle’s attention was on her again. “I’m going to take you home.”

Her eyes went wide and she shook her head. “No. You can’t.”

He frowned and then rolled his eyes. “Your roommate is there.”

“Yeah. I’ll be fine. I’ll just hit a fast food joint and grab a milkshake or something to kill time.”

He shook his head. “Like hell. Wait here.” Kyle set her book bag and jacket on the loveseat behind her, spun around, and left the room, shutting the door behind him once again.

Finally, she was alone. She reached for her cheek and worked her jaw open and closed a few times. It was going to be sore tomorrow, but nothing was broken. Everyone was overreacting. She just wanted to get out of here. Being the focus of so much attention made her nervous.

One thing was certain— she wasn’t staying here any longer tonight, so she grabbed her jacket, slid it on, and picked up her satchel.

She jumped when the door opened again and Kyle reappeared. “Come on.” He nodded toward the hallway, his enormous body filling the doorframe.

She searched his face but had no idea what he had in mind. Nevertheless, her best option was to follow him. Obviously, he had a plan, and arguing wasn’t in the cards. When he grabbed her hand and led her down the hallway and out the back door, her entire focus honed in on their connection.

Kyle was holding her hand. Kyle had set his lips on her ear. Kyle had lost his shit when someone accidentally punched her. Surely, she was sleeping and this was a fantastic dream— minus the part where she got punched.

It was chilly outside. November in Georgia. Any temperature was possible. Kyle was wearing a T-shirt, but he seemed impervious to the cooler night air. Still holding her hand, he kept walking, too fast for her to keep up.

“Kyle,” she called out.

He spun his head around. His brow was still furrowed. Anger wafted off of him. His gaze roamed down her body to her legs. “Shit. Sorry.” He slowed his pace.

“Where are we going? Don’t you have to keep working?” She glanced back at the bar as they crossed the parking lot.

“Jeremy’s covering for me. They’ll live for one night.” He didn’t answer her first question, and his voice was still clipped.

Her heart was racing. Nothing made sense. If he was mad at her, why was he helping her? She couldn’t imagine what his plan was, but she clamped her mouth shut again and let him lead. It wasn’t like she had a fantastic plan herself. Maybe he was heeding her milkshake idea and wanted to see her there safely out of some misplaced guilt for not protecting her from some random accident of time and space.

At least he wasn’t nearly running anymore. She had to walk fast to keep up, but she didn’t have a choice because he was still gripping her hand in his larger, warmer, stronger one.

They walked two blocks, and then Kyle stopped in front of a building and pulled out a keycard. He brushed it over the scanner and the outer door clicked open.

“Kyle?” she asked.

He set his hand on the small of her back and continued leading her to the elevator. After being silent for far too long, he still didn’t say a word as they rode to the fourth floor and then stepped out.

Blaire was staring at him, confused and a little nervous.

It wasn’t until after he opened the third apartment door on the left that she realized where she was. “This is your apartment,” she pointed out.

He took her bag, his face finally softening. “Yeah. You couldn’t go to yours. There wasn’t another option.”

She couldn’t bring herself to move from where she stood by the door, but Kyle padded across the room and disappeared, leaving her there. He returned moments later with a bag of frozen peas in his hand. “This’ll help.” He settled it against her cheek, his free hand on her shoulder.

“You eat peas?” She had no idea why that was the first question to come to mind, but there it was.

He chuckled. “No. But I keep them in case I get punched.”

She flinched. “You get punched often?”

“It happens. Occasionally, I get between two guys going at it in the bar and wind up taking a hit.” He reached for her hand and drew it up to settle it on the peas and then released her. “Come sit down. Sorry, my place is a mess. I hadn’t expected company.”

Blaire didn’t move. “You didn’t have to do this. I would have figured something out. You left your job.”

He sighed. “You could have figured something out? You mean like your plan to sip a milkshake at a fast food joint until it closed? I can’t believe your roommate kicks you out every week like this. It’s weird.” He frowned.

“Well, she’s fair about it. I get Saturday nights.” It hurt to smile, but she did it.

His expression went from concerned to horrified, his eyes widening, his mouth falling open. “You’re serious?”

She nodded. “Yeah. I mean, not that I’ve ever exercised the option, but the point is she’s fair about it.”

Kyle blew out a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. “Jesus. You freaked me out there for a minute.”

She cocked her head to one side, confused again. He said the strangest things.
Becca Jameson. Blaire: Corked and Tapped, Book Nine (Kindle Locations 222-288). Becca Jameson Publishing.

Taking her to his apartment since she couldn’t return to her own, the conversation becomes very revealing.

I love Kyle and the way this plays out is sweet, sexy and heart-melting.

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

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Becca Jameson is a USA Today bestselling author of over 70 books. She is most well-known for her Wolf Masters series and her Fight Club series. She currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two grown kids, and the various pets that wander through. She is loving this journey and has dabbled in a variety of genres, including paranormal, sports romance, military, and BDSM.

A total night owl, Becca writes late at night, sequestering herself in her office with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate, her fingers flying across the keyboard as her characters weave their own stories.

During the day–which never starts before ten in the morning!–she can be found jogging, floating in the pool, or reading in her favorite hammock chair!


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More Than Pleasure You – A 1001 Dark Nights Novella/More Than Words Book 5.5 By Shayla Black


More Than Pleasure You
A 1001 Dark Nights Novella
More Than Words Book 5.5
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Shayla Black

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Can I convince her
our hot but temporary engagement
should last forever?

I’m Stephen Lund, confirmed bachelor…and son of a successful billionaire whose sins I can’t forget—or forgive. After he delivered an ultimatum to either get over his transgressions or get out of the family business, I put space between us with a temporary getaway to Maui. My rental’s sexy caretaker, Skye Ingram, is a beautiful distraction. Yeah, it’s a terrible time to start a fling, but I can’t help wanting to give her every bit of pleasure she’s willing to take.

When Skye needs a date to her ex-boyfriend’s wedding, I’m game to play her pretend fiancé. The jerk should see what he passed up…and that I’m holding her now. But our pretend engagement begins to feel real. Our passion certainly is. So are the consequences. When I’m confronted with the reality that our lives are now irrevocably entwined, I have to choose between leaving Skye to return to the life—and wealth—I’ve always known or abandoning everything familiar to start over with the woman who awakened my heart.

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I love the 1001 Dark Nights series of novellas. They are an excellent way to find new authors and series.

This one introduces me to Shayla Black’s More than Words series and I am hooked.

Stephen Lund traveled to Hawaii for a vacation of sorts. He arrived a day early, with a concussion from protecting a friend. His rental is a property he is investigating for a client. In spite of his raging headache he can’t help but over hear the caretaker’s phone call as she comes in to complete the last minute touches for his arrival.

Skye Ingram wasn’t expecting Stephen for another day and is quite embarrassed when she realizes he’s already there and even more so when he offers her a solution to her problem.

Her ex-boyfriend’s mother invited her to his wedding for nefarious reasons, and he needs her to show up with a fiancé.

When Stephen offers to solve her problem she doesn’t expect the level of personal information they would exchange. He has family issues that are part of his reason for being in Hawaii, his half sister lives here and he intends to get to know her better.

This is a fun read with many twists and turns as these two find themselves wanting more. It’s slow building romance with just the right amount of heat.

I have to figure out what book in this series gives Stephen his concussion. The series is now a must read.

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Shayla Black is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than sixty novels. For twenty years, she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold millions of copies and been published in a dozen languages.

Raised an only child, Shayla occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers. In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past nine years.

Shayla currently lives in North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her teenage daughter, and two spoiled tabbies. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading, and listening to an eclectic blend of music.

Pursued – The Swamp Book 2 By Rebecca Royce


Pursued
The Swamp Book 2
By
Award Winning Author
Rebecca Royce

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Alone, devastated, and on the run, McKenzie Harper is crossing the country with her brother, the only ally left to her after losing not only her mates but their entire family to some mad corporate scheme. When those same corporations send her mates after her, she will have to fight to save them before they slaughter her, or worse, capture her.

With her mating marks gone and her dreams haunted, the only Omega is doing the last thing left to her—saving every wolf she can before she too, falls.

For MacKenzie it is the end of her whole world and she won’t go down without a fight.

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Mackenzie is traveling with her brother Agustin, finding loups and fixing them. She’s missing her mates and her marks are going leaving her feeling so very empty inside. Hoping she’ll be able to find them she lets her Omega power guide her and unfailingly finds what’s she looking for. Except her mates.

It’s her youngest mate Preston who finds her, using a loup as bait. He’s cocky and believes he has the upper hand, his every word hurting her until Agustin shoots him with a tranquilizer.

Not only does Mac find her mates, she also find something that shouldn’t exist with the Accords in place. A town of werewolves.

So much happens in this book, plenty of action, tears, romance and suspense. A man to be dealt with if the wolves are to survive.

I couldn’t put this book down and the lead into the next book has my salivating for it. I really can’t wait!

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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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A Very Dare Christmas – A Dare To Love Short by Carly Phillips


A Very Dare Christmas
A Dare to Love Short Story
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NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Carly Phillips

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Ian Dare misses the alone time and intense sex life he and his wife shared before their children were born. What’s an alpha man to do? He kidnaps Riley for an erotic weekend away before the Christmas rush overwhelms them both.

Riley Dare adores her husband and his dominant and protective ways, and she’s excited to spend time with him minus distractions on a sexy retreat where anything goes … and spontaneity leads to future surprises.

A complete stand-alone for people who haven’t yet read Dare to Love but a special treat for those who want to revisit their favorite couple.

NOTE: This short story was already shared in Carly’s newsletter so if you subscribe you may have read it before but many have asked if they could have this on their Kindle.

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I originally read this in Carly’s newsletter, but I didn’t remember it until I started reading.

I love the Dare family and I have read the whole Dare to Love series although I haven’t yet reviewed them all. I’ll have to get on that!

This is a short and steamy read as the holiday approaches. Ian and Riley haven’t had much alone time, Riley is exhausted and pushing to get the holiday shopping done. When Ian calls she is sure his family is growing as they speak since she realized there were folks she didn’t have on her list. Now he’s meeting her at home.

This is a favorite scene.

“Ian?” she called out.

“Right here.” He stood in the center of the family room, a red scarf in his hand.

“What’s going on?” she asked, a spark of excitement shooting through her at the obvious silk garment he’d used on her before.

“Come here,” he said in a commanding voice she hadn’t heard in too long.

A full body tremor took hold. Her nipples puckered, as if even they remembered the times he’d use that voice right before pinning her to the wall, her hands above her head, his lips on hers, his hard cock pressing into the softness of her sex.

She stepped towards him. “Why is that out now?” she asked, pointing to the scarf, her physical awareness of what was obviously to come a tangible, exciting thing.

“Turn around.”

She swallowed and did as he asked. He wrapped the scarf around her eyes and tied it behind her head. “Now you’re mine.”

Her heat pounded hard in her chest. “I’ve always been yours,” she murmured. “What is going on?”

“You’ll see,” he said and before he could argue, he lifted her up and into his arms.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as he carried her through the house and outside into the warmer air. He placed her in a car, then settled in beside her.

So he was in the back too, she mused. They were obviously in a limousine, Ian’s favorite form of travel.

“I have to pick up the kids,” she reminded him.

“All taken care of.” He slid her skirt up her thigh and placed his hand on her bare skin. She shivered at his masculine touch.
Carly Phillips. A Very Dare Christmas (Kindle Locations 57-70). Carly Phillips.

Once on the private plane, Ian reveals where he’s taking her and after reassuring her his mother can handle the children he concentrates on her.

I can’t say much about the book without giving things away but I love this book! These two are so perfect together and the romance and heat is off the charts sizzling.

I am going to go back and do a re-read of their story in Dare to Love.

Thank you for releasing this story to everyone Carly. It reminded me why I love these 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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Stolen By Them: Planet Athion – Between Rebels Book 1 by Skye MacKinnon


Welcome to the world of PLANET ATHION.
Here the aliens are sexy, the humans are hot,
and there’s plenty of action for everyone.
Be drawn into the drama by enjoying stories
from your favorite reverse harem authors
and meet kick-ass heroines
who decide what they want and take it.

Stolen By Them: Planet Athion
Between Rebels Book 1
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USA Today Bestselling Author
Sky MacKinnon

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I always knew that one day, I would be taken.
It was just a matter of time.

There are two basic facts every woman needs to know.

The Trads are bad. They will impregnate you and use your womb to bear their children until you die.

The Athions are good. They’re strong and protective, and you’ll practically be begging them to father your babies.

But none of that is true. Not for me, anyway. I was kidnapped by Athions and now two Trads are trying to rescue me. Has everything been a lie or are these guys just pretending to be different from the rest?

I can’t let down my guard. I need to get away. But how do you escape when you’re trapped on a spaceship in the middle of nowhere?

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Please be aware that this book contains scenes of violence that may be triggering for some readers.

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Planet Athion is a shared world contributed to by multiple authors. Discover more about this exciting new Reverse Harem, Sci Fi Romance series HERE.

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With this one book Skye MacKinnon has hooked me on another multi-author series, Planet Athion.

In this first book of Skye’s Trilogy in this world where Trads are kidnapping women to breed and Athions are trying to protect them. We meet Wren after the death of her last roommate, she is traveling to London to get to a sanctuary where hopefully she will be safe.

There are two Athions on the bus she is on and her human seatmate encourages her to go with them when they reach London. Giving her bodyguards on the way to the sanctuary. Unfortunately that is not how things worked out.

After introducing themselves Arri and Laki call for a taxi since Wren didn’t want to walk the half hour to the Sanctuary. She wanted to be away from these aliens, she wasn’t comfortable at all. While waiting Arri offers her a sweet, which she accepts after Laki has eaten one.

This is a favorite scene.

I was glad to be breathing fresh air again, even though it was the smoggy air of London. It was better than the stuffy, smelly air inside the bus.

“Shall we take a taxi?”

The two Athion brothers were flanking me, but to my surprise, they didn’t make me feel safe, on the contrary. I was uncomfortable with them being so close. I didn’t know them, yet they behaved as if I needed them. I shouldn’t have accepted their offer.

“Is it far?”

“Half an hour to walk, ten minutes by taxi if the traffic isn’t too bad.”

That was an easy decision. I didn’t want to spend half an hour in their company.

“Then let’s take a taxi.”

The curly-haired Athion lifted his wrist and typed into a cyber bracer. It looked very different from the smart bracelets that existed for humans, but then, Athions had mastered space travel centuries before us, so of course their tech was far more advanced.

He grinned at me. “Taxi will be here in two minutes. I’m Arri, by the way, and that’s Laki.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Wren.”

“Where are you from, Wren?”

“A village in Yorkshire, you wouldn’t know it.”

Laki rummaged in his pockets and pulled out three small squares wrapped in silver cellophane. “Want one? They’re my favourites.”

“Are they sweets?”

Arri snatched one of them and unwrapped it in record speed before popping the turquoise square into his mouth. It looked like toffee, except for the colour.

“Delicious,” he muttered with a satisfied smile.

“Yes, they’re sweets, flavoured with a plant that’s similar to your Earth mint,” Laki explained. “Try one, I have more if you like it.”

“You never offer me more,” Arri complained.

His brother shrugged. “You’re not as pretty as her.”

I took the sweet he offered me and gingerly nibbled on it, not quite daring to eat it all in one go. I wasn’t particularly choosy when it came to what I ate, but this was alien food.

It was good. Delicious. The cooling aftertaste did indeed remind me of mint, but as if it had been crossed with vanilla and something spicy, almost like pepper. The way the flavours mixed in my mouth was decidedly alien, but definitely something I could get used to.

“Good?” Laki asked with an amused smirk.

I nodded and ate the rest of it. The Athions watched me and once again, they made me uncomfortable. Were all aliens like them? If so, then I had no idea why women would want to live with them. Despite their smiles, there was something dangerous about them.

A black cab stopped next to us and Arri checked his wrist. “That’s ours.”

He opened the door and gestured for me to get in. His brother walked around and entered from the other side, meaning I ended up squeezed in between them on the leather backseat. There was a fold-down seat opposite me, but I didn’t want to offend the men by changing my position. After all, they’d been nothing but nice to me. Ten minutes, that was all the time I needed to spend in their company before we’d get to the sanctuary and I could be away from aliens for the rest of my life.

They didn’t tell the driver where to go, but I assumed Arri had done that via his communicator.

We sat in silence until Laki offered me another sweet. I took it, glad to have something to do besides staring out of the window.

My own yawn surprised me. I’d slept on the bus for at least two hours, but I guess travelling always made me tired. I swallowed my sweet and stifled another yawn.

“Tired?” Laki asked, his eyes fixed on mine.

I shook my head. “No, just exhausted from travelling.” I looked at my watch, realising we’d been in the taxi for almost fifteen minutes already. “Will we be there soon?”

Another yawn escaped my mouth and my eyelids twitched. I was having trouble keeping my eyes open, no matter how much I blinked. I was so tired all of a sudden. Maybe I could take a nap at the sanctuary.

Laki was still watching me, a smile curving his blue lips. As if he was happy seeing me this tired.

“Did you…?”

Talking became too exhausting and I let myself drift off, fading into the darkness of sleep.
Skye MacKinnon. Stolen By Them: Between Rebels Book One (Kindle Locations 127-162). Peryton Press.

The next thing Wren knows she awakens on a spaceship, the Athions with her are not the protective aliens she was led to believe and she needs to find help somehow. In an ironic twist her rescuers are Trads, pirates because they didn’t agree with the current policies on their home planet.

What ensues are several twists and turns, Vuk and Rafaz are nothing but kind to her, but things go awry rather quickly.

A page turning read with tears and some giggles, as we traverse Wren’s experiences, both good and bad. I can’t wait to read the next book in this trilogy.

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Dirty Game – The Anti-Hero Chronicles Book 1 By Mika Lane


Dirty Game
The Anti-Hero Chronicles Book 1
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Mika Lane

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I said undress.

Saved from a violent shoot-out, I am now “in debt” to Luca and Leo Borroni, the gorgeous mob twins of Las Vegas.
They said I’d be dead without them.
And that my payment is to play “The Game.”
Problem is, I’m pretty sure I’ll end up the loser.
Because guys like the Borroni brothers win. Always.
I mean, they aren’t the most brutal men walking the streets of Sin City because they’re sweethearts.
And I’m no match for their wicked ways.
I may have survived their shoot-out, but I don’t know how I’ll survive what’s next.

NOTE:
This hot, over-the-top romance includes sexy mafia hitmen with a penchant for pursuing and protecting the women who give them a run for their money. If you love outrageously naughty stories as a way to indulge your not-so-secret bad girl side, this is for you.

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This may have elevated itself to a new favorite from Mika Lane.

Twin brothers Luka and Leo have been frequenting the Loaded Dice. A seedy strip club where the owner has managed to get on the wrong side of their uncle. It’s time for him to pay the price but first the brothers have to send all the girls on their way. Luka has his eye on their waitress Echo, so there is a different fate they have planned for her.

This is a favorite scene.

“So, Echo, there is something I wanted to discuss with you.”

God, he was handsome. I hated that about him.

And it was so unfair the universe made two of him, essentially.

“What’s that?”

“Since I saved you—”

I leaned toward him. “Excuse me? Saved me? You did no such thing.”

He leaned back slightly in his chair and looked at me. I could swear I saw amusement on his face.

I wouldn’t have minded smacking it right off, too.

“I could have run out of there. I didn’t need you to save me,” I said, sitting back in my chair.

So there.

“Oh, but I did. That’s why I sent you to the sub shop. And now because I saved you, you owe me.”

I didn’t owe that asshole jack. Time to wrap this fun little lunch right up.

I stood to leave. Yeah, he definitely looked amused now.

“Luca, I don’t have much money, but I’ll give you what I have. I’ve been saving it to move my little sister out here, but if you really want it, you can have it—”

He frowned and cut me off. “Do I look like I need money?”

Well, no.

“You have to come home with me,” he said, polishing off the last oyster and looking mighty smug.

“Yeah. I don’t think so,” I said. “But thanks for the invite.”

Dick.

This was where I’d have doubled over laughing if I hadn’t been so damn scared of the man.

“You have to come home with me and live with my brother and me for a three-month three-month period, and play what we call ‘The Game.’ After that, you are free to go.”

At that, I actually did burst out laughing just as some sort of soup was delivered. Luca picked up his spoon and dove in.

“Yeah, that’s a good one, Luca. Hilarious. But I gotta go now. Thanks for the clothes.”

As I stood to go, I turned and leaned into his face. “And thanks for killing everyone at my club, you fucking asshole.”

His hand found my wrist, and tightened like a vise.

“This is not a joke,” he said.

Oh. Crap. I tried to pull out of his grip, to no avail.

“You will have your own room in our home, and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

I waved my free hand for him to stop. “You don’t understand. I have to work. I have to support myself and my sister. In fact, I need to go find a new job since everyone at my old job is now dead.”

Again, he shook his head at me. “You don’t need to work.”

Yeah, right.

“You will be provided for, as will your sister.”

For the second time, I burst out laughing.

“I’m serious. You will be supported by us, and very generously, at that.”

Okay. I go from cocktailing in a shitty dive strip club to being a prisoner of the two gorgeous twins of organized crime?

I was speechless.

What was I going to tell my roommate, Yasmina?

Luca got up from his side of the booth, still gripping my wrist, and pushed me back into my seat. I was effectively trapped. That’s when he let go of my wrist.

And damn if he didn’t smell great.

Which reminded me.

“Luca, was that weird smell at the club this morning… from guns or something?”

He picked up a lock of my hair and brought it to his nose. “Yeah. That was from the guns.”

And don’t you know, while he twisted a lock of my hair around his forefinger, he leaned toward me, right there in the restaurant, and brushed his lips across mine.

It was as though I’d put my finger in an electrical outlet. Tingles shot through my every pore. And while I knew I was supposed to hate the guy, something made me lean toward him for more.

God, I was in trouble.

Big trouble.
Mika Lane. Dirty Game: The Anti-Hero Chronicles (Kindle Locations 408-442).

Really having no choice, Echo moves into the Twin’s home. She’s still not sure where all this is heading or how serious her situation is.

Plenty of heat as Luka initialized the Game. However, there are those who aren’t happy about Echo’s place in their home.

A look from the mafia side of things gives this an interesting twist. I loved the feisty Echo and the way the relationship between her and Luka develops.

I can’t wait to see what Mika has in mind for the next book.

5 Contented Purrs for Mika!

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Mika Lane

Writing has been a passion of mine since, well, forever (my first book was “The Day I Ate the Milkyway,” a true fourth-grade masterpiece), but steamy romance is now what gives purpose to my days and nights.

I live in magical Northern California with my own handsome alpha dude, sometimes known as Mr. Mika Lane, and an evil cat named Bill.

A lover of shiny things, I’ve been known to try to new recipes on unsuspecting friends, find hiding places so I can read undisturbed, and spend my last dollar on a plane ticket somewhere. I also drink cheap champagne and have way too many shoes.

I’ll always promise you a hot, sexy romp with kick-ass but imperfect heroines, and some version of a modern-day happily ever after.

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