Echoes of Blood and Glory – Daylight’s Crown Book 3 By Ripley Proserpina


Echoes of Blood and Glory
Daylight’s Crown Book 2
By
Ripley Proserpina

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She’s already cheated death once…

Rose’s hometown is a war zone. A madman holds Boston in his clutches, using an army of ravenous immortals to take what he wants.

Only Rose, Horus, Seti, and Ra stand between annihilation and survival. So, while the vampire brothers had sworn they wouldn’t fight again, they’ll do what they must to protect the woman they love.

But Rose has changed. She’s ready to charge head first into battle, and more than willing to lay waste to anyone who threatens her vampires.

The prologue of this book gives us much incite as it details Horus, Seti, and Ra’s past.

Then we continue on with the our tale of Rose and her vampires. Horus isn’t healing as fast as he should and that has everyone worried.

This is a favorite scene.

He wasn’t healing.

Horus touched the scabbed scrape across his lower torso, dragging his fingers over the raised purple wound. He knew the phases of healing. He’d watched his body fly through each one. Beads of blood solidified into a scab that sloughed off, leaving bruised skin that reddened, then pinked, and finally, disappeared completely.

From the moment he was born, that was how he healed.

This. This. A lingering wound still tender to the touch. This was wrong.

“What’s the matter?” His eldest brother, Ra, had sensed his disquiet.

“Nothing,” he was quick to answer. He wanted to work this out before he worried them.

“Liar, liar, butt’s on fire,” Seti, his twin, teased.

“Pants, idiot,” he couldn’t help but return.

“You’re sleeping with Rose,” Seti said. “Why are you wearing pants?”

True. He wished he wasn’t wearing pants, but his relationship with the strange and beautiful girl who slept by his side hadn’t progressed to that point. They were still learning each other. Still stealing kisses and holding hands.

He’d never done this with someone before. His experience was limited to quick, frantic couplings whose only purpose was to relieve tension.

With Rose, everything was drawn out. A touch of her fingers could get him hard faster than… well, than anything he could remember.

Next to him, Rose let out a breath and snuggled closer into his side. The curtains to the bedroom were open. There was a full moon, and it made the interior as bright as daylight.

Rose’s eyes danced beneath her lids. She was dreaming, and if Horus concentrated, he’d be able to see the scenes playing in her mind.

This was another thing he hadn’t told his brothers.

She was already picking up on their conversations, overhearing bits and pieces of the communication that always stayed between the three of them. Every so often, she’d answer a question one of them had asked the other.

In their minds.

Horus didn’t think she realized it yet.

But this connection was different. It was something Horus could see that the others couldn’t. It was an experience unique only to him and Rose. The bridge between dreams and memory wasn’t long.

Horus had almost died. He’d come closer than he ever had before to becoming nothing.

Because before he could disintegrate into ash, Rose had saved him.

He was bleeding out, dying, and she gave him her blood. If he thought hard about it, he could remember the pain that came with it. Her blood was poison, but also human. It helped him stay alive long enough for his brothers to arrive.

Now, though, things were different. Dreams and memories. Healing and pain. They were a part of Horus’s day to day.

“I’m not ready,” Rose said. Her body jerked, and he pulled her into his arms.

“Shh,” he soothed. Her curls were tangled, but he stroked them from the crown of her head to her neck, and she slowly began to calm. “What are you dreaming?”

The question pulled him from the reality of their bedroom in a town outside of Boston to someplace he didn’t recognize.
Ripley Proserpina. Echoes of Blood and Glory: Daylight’s Crown, Book 2 (Kindle Locations 78-105).

Dr. Stone still wants Rose and is doing much to draw her out. It’s not easy since her vampires are protecting her and her friends have gone into hiding.

Now there’s so much more going on and since Rose can’t analyze her own blood, she decides to investigate the properties of it that she exhibits. What she learns is quite the turning point.

This is a page-turning read, with plenty of hold your breath action, tears and laughter. I love the relationship between Rose, Horus, Seti, and Ra, it’s quite the love story with plenty of sizzle!

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Ripley Proserpina spends her days huddled near a fire in the frozen northern wilds of Vermont. She lives with her family, two magnificent cats, and one dog who aspires to cat-hood. She is the author of the Reverse Harem series, The Searchers, Midnight’s Crown, and the young adult/fantasy duet, Wishes and Curses.


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Retribution – Dogs of War Book 3 By J.M. Madden


Retribution
Dogs of War Book 3
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
J.M. Madden

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The Dogs of War have rescued American servicemen from research camps run by the Silverstone Collaborative. Now it’s time for the company, and it’s owner Damon Wilkes, to pay for what they’ve done. Wulfe Terberger is the man to bring them to justice.

With the cooperation of the CIA and a covert informant, they begin taking down the conspirators, but Damon has disappeared, and kidnapped his own son to hold as protection.

Elizabeth Wilkes has stayed in her sham of a marriage only for the sake of her son, but when her soon-to-be ex bastard kidnaps her child, all bets are off. She’s been working behind the scenes for years to secure her company and her son’t future, but it’s time for her to come out of the shadows to take control.

That also means reconnecting with Wulfe. They were an item years ago and now she needs his help if she is to get her son back. As they chase Damon down, Wulfe and Elizabeth have to fight the attraction they feel for each other…

Since the men broke out of the hell that was the research camp, Wulfe has been instrumental in getting them where they are now. In the last couple of books he’s been a bit of a mystery as he works behind the scenes in Washington. He hasn’t heard from his informant and he’s very worried. In this book we find out the who and the why.

Elizabeth Wilkes is the major shareholder in Silverstone, not her soon to be ex Damon. She’s now going to have to come out from behind her own research and shutdown all the bad Damien’s created.

Apparently Damon has his own ideas as he takes off with their son and his bodyguard. Leaving Elizabeth distraught and seeking help from the only person she knows can help, Wulfe.

This is one of my favorite scenes.

Wulfe took the seat beside hers, propping his arms on the counter. “I’m not sure how much I’m allowed to tell you,” he said honestly.

Elizabeth reared back like she’d been slapped. He had the information, obviously, but refused to tell her? “After all this time,” she breathed, looking away. Somehow this betrayal hurt more than any of the others, because Wulfe had always been in her corner. He’d never treated her the way everyone else thought they had a right to.

The change was shocking. More shocking, actually, than anything else that had happened recently. If he wasn’t going to give her any information, then he probably wouldn’t help her find her son, either. The despair that swamped her then was enough to drown her. Closing her eyes, she did everything she could to tamp down the panic trying to take her over. Panic wouldn’t do anyone any good, especially her son. The longer they sat here not doing anything the further away her son could be traveling. Damon had vast resources, thanks to her. He could be heading to the end of the world right now, and she would be none the wiser.

Wulfe touched her shoulder, and she glanced at him. Taking a breath, she forced down the hurt. Her son needed her. “I understand why you don’t want to get involved, but I have no one else to turn to. No one else has the resources to figure out where he’s gone. You know things and can get things done.”

“I never said I wouldn’t help you,” he growled, baritone voice rumbling. His German accent deepened when he was aggravated. His heavy black brows furrowed over his eyes. “I have to be careful though. Look at it from my position. We’re in the middle of taking down a company that has been testing on servicemen from a dozen different countries, all financed by your husband. You’ve been married to him for many years, quietly working on your own projects in the background.”

She scowled. “Are you seriously going to compare my endeavors with Damon’s? I don’t think we’re anywhere near the same playing field.”

“Probably not,” he agreed easily, “but from an outsider’s perspective looking in, you were working at the company every day. You’re on the board and listed as Director of Research. People will assume that you know everything that goes on there. Including the forced research with the Ayahuasca.”

Elizabeth blinked, knowing he was probably right but not sure how to change that perception. The position that Damon had put her in was highly suspect, and she wondered if he hadn’t been planning this for when it would all come crashing down around him. No, she didn’t think he had any idea that things would fall apart like they had. He’d been too distracted recently.

“So, what can you tell me?” she asked finally. “Are all of the men you rescued going to survive?”

He frowned as if the question surprised him. “They should, yes. Some have injuries that will keep them in the hospital for weeks, maybe months, but they should all recover.”

Again, he stared at her for a long moment, his dark blue eyes probing. “When is the last time you saw your son?”

Her throat tightened with emotion again. “Last night when I checked on him before bed. I kissed his cheek and told him to plug in his cell phone. He tends to use the thing until the battery is completely flat, which leaves it useless.”

Wulfe nodded. “Then?”

“This morning I woke up and I thought he was just sleeping in a bit. His tennis teacher doesn’t come until ten so I didn’t begrudge him the extra time. Then Lukas called me. Damon wasn’t answering his phone. I knew something was wrong, because he always answers his phone, even on the weekend. I went up to the bedrooms and I could tell there was stuff missing from the closets. There was cash taken from the safe in the master bedroom, and the game system Blake likes to play was gone from his console.”

Wulfe scowled. “When could he have done this?”

Elizabeth looked away. “I assume early this morning. I sleep on the other side of the townhouse in the mother-in-law space. I dozed off on the couch and I didn’t hear anything. All of his security men are gone, as well as Blake’s personal guard.” Wulfe slipped off the stool and moved to stand at the expansive windows on the opposite side of the apartment. The city lit him from behind and she was struck with how big he looked. Protective. Strong. He had to help her because she had no one else.
Madden, J.M.. Retribution (Dogs of War, Book 3 (The Dogs of War) (pp. 7-9). Kindle Edition.

It wasn’t too difficult to find where Damon was hiding out,  Elizabeth’s son Blake and his bodyguard Noah were capable of helping out a bit.

So many things happen in this book, we learn so much more about Wulfe and his relationship with Elizabeth. There’s plenty of emotion, action, laughter suspense and tears.

Plus we get to  see everyone from the previous books as more and more pieces come together, and the attraction between Elizabeth and Wulfe grows exponentially.

I really can’t wait for Catalyst to be released!

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J.M. Madden writes compelling romances between ‘combat modified’ military men and the women who love them. J.M. Madden loves any and all good love stories, most particularly her own. She has two beautiful children and a husband who always keeps her on her toes.

J.M. was a Deputy Sheriff in Ohio for nine years, until hubby moved the clan to Kentucky. When not chasing the family around, she’s at the computer, reading and writing, perfecting her craft. She occasionally takes breaks to feed her animal horde and is trying to control her office-supply addiction, but both tasks are uphill battles. Happily, she is writing full-time and always has several projects in the works.

She also dearly loves to hear from readers! So, drop her a line. She’ll respond.

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Coming March 31: Highland Sword By May McGoldrick


Highland Sword
Royal Highlander Book 3
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
May McGoldrick

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Scottish pride, persuasion, and passion—
this is Highland romance at its breathtaking best.
From USA Today bestselling author May McGoldrick
comes Highland Sword,
the third book in the Royal Highlander series.

A VOW FOR VENGEANCE

Fleeing to the Highlands after her father’s murder, fiery Morrigan Drummond has a score to settle with Sir Rupert Burney, the English spymaster responsible for his death. Trained to fight alongside the other rebels determined to break Britain’s hold on Scotland, she swears to avenge her father’s death—until a chance encounter with a barrister as proud and principled as she is presents her with a hard choice…and a bittersweet temptation.

A PLEA FOR PASSION

Aidan Grant has never encountered another woman like dangerous beauty Morrigan—and he has the bruises to prove it. Yet she could be the key to defending two innocent men, as well as striking a death blow to the reprehensible Burney. Convincing Morrigan to help him will take time, but Aidan is willing to wait if it means victory over corrupt government forces and freedom for his people…and Morrigan’s hand in marriage. Can two warriors committed to a cause stand down long enough to open their hearts to a love fierce enough to last…forever?

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I requested and received an ARC of this book from the publisher.

I love strong heroines especially in a historical romance where they were expected to just be prim, proper and not concern themselves with things considered to be ‘manly’.Morrigan has vowed vengeance after her father is killed. She’s learned to fight, and when she sees the man while she’s in town the time is right. Or so she thought.

Barrister Aiden Grant is looking to get testimony out of the man called Sparrow. Sparrow had been selling out the Highlanders to the British for years. Now he wants to make restitution, but what is the actual cost?

Morrigan is set to get her vengeance but is blocked and gets into a bit of an altercation, losing her knife in the ensuing fight she has no choice but to flee.

In interesting circumstances, Morrigan’s prey ends up at Dalmigavie, home to Searc and Isabella as well has the hope of the highlands Cinaed. Unfortunately for her so does the man she had the fight with.

Oh so much fun, tension and romance as this story unfolds, along with some very uncomfortable secrets. I really do love Morrigan and Aiden.

I really have to go back to the beginning of this series, I need to get to know other characters in this book.

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Nikoo and Jim McGoldrick

Two peas in a pod, a pair of halfwits, the Laurel and Hardy of romance fiction…Nikoo & Jim McGoldrick were married in St Patrick’s Cathedral in Dublin 68 years ago before a worldwide television audience. After a honeymoon tour of their oil fields in Iran, they embarked on a writing career that has produced dozens of New York Times bestsellers, two Academy Award Winning film adaptations, and a Nobel Prize for Literature. After all this, fortune FINALLY smiled on them and they won the New Jersey Lottery. Taking their two sons, Nikoo and Jim spent a year backpacking through Africa and then seven years in Tibet, teaching the Dalai Lama the subtle intricacies of Scrabble. Upon returning to the States, these two storytellers wrote forty adult and young adult novels, four of which were RITA finalists and three which were NJRW Golden Leaf winners. They have also written two nonfiction works. Nikoo picked up an engineering degree somewhere along the way, and Jim has a PhD in 16th Century British literature.

These two write under the pseudonyms of May McGoldrick and Jan Coffey and now reside in southern California.

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1001 Dark Nights: Sexy Love – The Sexy Series Book By Carly Phillips


1001 Dark Nights: Sexy Love
The Sexy Series Book 4
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Carly Phillips

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Learning curves have never been so off-limits.

Professor Shane Warden is on the verge of getting tenure. He never thought he’d see the day, after a false accusation from a student years ago that nearly destroyed his career, and decimated his ability to trust. But the moment he walks into class and lays eyes on the seductive blonde with legs that go on forever and lips he immediately wants to kiss, he knows he’s in trouble.

This time for real.

Single mom Amber Davis is finally living her dream of going back to college. In the ten years since she dropped out to have a baby–and recover from his father’s death–it’s been the goal that always felt just out of reach. Until now. But one look at her hot, sexy professor, and Amber is head over heels in lust. It doesn’t take long before their attraction blazes out of control.

Neither of them can afford a forbidden affair.
Yet it’s the one thing they are powerless to stop.

It will only take one hint of a rumor to destroy everything they’ve worked so hard to achieve… and in this case the rumors are true.

NOTES:
**For fans of Carly’s Sexy Series, Sexy Love is book four in that series.**

**Every 1001 Dark Nights novella is a standalone story. For new readers, it’s an introduction to an author’s world. And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the author’s series. We hope you’ll enjoy each one as much as we do.**


I’ve loved every story surrounding Club TEN29 and this one is absolutely perfect.

Ten years ago while she was grieving for Levi, Amber Davis found out she was pregnant. She made the decision to leave college and raise her son. Levi’s twin Landon, his parents and her own have been very supportive of them. The men who were there when Levi died in a hazing incident opened Club Ten29 in his honor and have decided Amber should have her dreams as well.

Landon, Tanner and Jason have finally convinced Amber to move to Connecticut close to Levi’s parents and college. They all want the opportunity to get to know LJ. LJ will be spending the summer with his grandparents in the city, sight-seeing with them and his uncles.

Amber is taking summer classes, the ones that are a prerequisite for other courses for her degree. With LJ away it will be easier to establish a routine of studying and working.

In a wonderful meet cute, she runs into Shane on her way to find dinner on campus. He offers information on the places to find things as they have dinner. The attraction is intense, but a first meeting is not the time.

When Shane sees Amber in his Economics class, he is more than a little startled. He’s up for tenure, and with a past accusation he can’t afford to date even a student who’s his age.

I absolutely loved this story, the interactions with the guys of Ten29, Levi’s parents and LJ are awesome. The romance between Shane and Amber is a slow simmer to kindle melting promise.

I can’t wait to see if there are more books in this series!

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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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Bad Friend – Bad Housewifes Club Book 2 By Carmen Falcone


Bad Friend
Bad Housewives Club Book 2
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Carmen Falcone

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Single mom Brit wants a boyfriend, more money and a better life for her and her son—but not in this order. Knowing her track record with men, she hopes to boost her make-up artist career by attending a coveted convention. Too bad the cost is too high—unless she agrees to temporarily work for the hottest man in town, AKA her best friend’s ex-husband. Nothing can go wrong, right?

Damian’s life is a mess—his wife abandoned him, leaving him to balance his busy surgical career and raise their two children alone. Still, he’s determined to open his charity hospital for burn victims—a promise he’d made to his mother. Overwhelmed, he proposes Brit help him get his life on track as he persuades his investor to bankroll his dream. He’s got a hands-off policy with all his employees, but once nighttime falls, she becomes a forbidden temptation he can’t resist.

Eight months ago, Violet left her husband Damien and her two children, Trevor and Amanda, in the middle of the night with only a note saying she wanted a divorce and was getting help on the east coast. Her friends Brittany, Lara and Nikki had taken to helping Damien out when they could. It was easier for Brittany, a single mom, so she was there frequently.

Brit’s daughter Libby and Amanda are friends and play well together often having sleepovers when Damien was called in at night for surgery. The book opens with one of those nights. To her embarrassment, on their arrival Brit’s car dies. Unlike the others in their Bad Housewives Club her finances were a lot tighter.

When Damien returns that night, he offers to pay her for all the time she’s put in with his children and she refuses. He then comes up with a better plan.

This is a favorite scene.

Once inside, she chose an oversize chair at front, facing the blank projection canvas. He picked an ottoman and pushed it so he sat in front of her. Damn it. Staring into his hazel eyes would make everything so much harder.

“I’ve been thinking on the way back home about how wonderful you’ve been with the kids.”

She swallowed. That’s how these conversations always start. “Thanks.”

“I’ve taken you for granted. I guess I was on survival mode, being the main caretaker after Violet left. I can afford help, but the kids love seeing you more than the housekeeper or regular nanny.”

She waved him off, adamant on not telling him how the kids abhorred all the old-fashioned rules the regular nanny Mrs. Smith put in place. She figured she’d talk to the old lady and give her some pointers without getting her in trouble. “Hey. No sweat.”

“So I’d like to make it up to you. I’ll write you a check with a ballpark figure of all the hours you put in.”

She shifted on her seat. Maybe she was broke, but not enough to accept charity after he’d seen her dead car. Embarrassment flowed through her, warming her cheeks and neck. “Absolutely not. Listen, I helped as Lara and Nikki have. Violet was— is— one of us, and we love your children.” Accepting money now would negate all the help she’d done to her friend. Worse, would make her an official charity case.

“Brit, please—

She swallowed, feeling her pulse drum at the base of her throat. “This is about my car, isn’t it?” she asked him even if the question clawed her heart and then clenched it tighter for good measure.

“I want to help you as you’ve helped me.”

She bit her inner cheek. “I appreciate, but I’m okay. My hours have been cut at the store, and—

He touched her elbow, forcing her to look at him, and the light brush of his fingers on her bare flesh sent a scorching sensation up her arm then to other places she’d rather forget. At least for right now. When she arrived home and took a bubble bath, she’d certainly remember it.

“Well, then I have another proposition for you. Why don’t you give me those hours you lost and work for me when you’re available?”

She withdrew. “Work for you?”

“Yes, as my personal assistant. I’m behind in a lot of things on my life, and I’d love someone as reliable as you to help me out. It may be with the kids, or involve some filing paperwork at the clinic which my current medical assistant doesn’t seem to ever get done.”

“Oh. But my hours—

“I’m flexible. And you can drive the Land Rover while you work for me. Used to belong to Violet. I need to make sure you’re safe while running errands.”

She stared at him, her lips parting but no sound escaping them. A lump lodged in her throat, pulsing with anticipation. The idea wasn’t that bad… he’d probably only need her temporarily, maybe just until the same time the movement picked up again at the store. And she could use the money to pay for the conference she’d been dying to attend. When he yanked her from her thoughts to announce her hourly rate, she almost fainted. “That’s a lot,” she said. She didn’t know how much assistants charged these days, but the number he gave her was more than double what she made at the store.

He winked at her, and her insides melted like snow under the hot sun. “I’m a demanding boss.”

She bit back a smile. “Alright. Thank you for the opportunity, I’ll take it.”

“You’re welcome.” He clinked his beer bottle on hers, then lifted it to his mouth and took a swig.
Carmen Falcone. Bad Friend: Bad Housewives Club, Book 2 (Kindle Locations 191-219).

Working part-time for Damien puts them in close quarters and the attraction between them grows.

Although he is not yet divorced, he is confident he would soon have those papers in hand and this attraction turns into sizzling heat rather quickly.

I love the twists in this book and Damien and Brit make a great couple.

I can’t wait to see what’s next for this group of friends!

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Carmen Falcone

Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line. For more info, visit her website.


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From Rising From The Ashes: A Charity Anthology for Australia


A Charity Anthology for Australia

Love will always rise.
Rising From the Ashes is
a Charity Anthology and
a labor of love.
All proceeds will go directly to
Australia’s State Emergency Relief Fund and WIRES,
an Australian Wildlife Information,
Rescue, and Education Service.

We’ve assembled a delectable collection of amazing romance and fantasy by New York Times, USA Today, and other bestselling authors. We hail from many countries, and we’ve joined together to help Australia recover from its devastating fires. Everything from stories to cover art to formatting has been donated.

This limited-edition omnibus includes fantasy and romances of all genres, with hot men and strong women. Every single book proves love and perseverance and grit really do conquer all.

Thanking you in advance for your kindness and generosity supporting Rising From the Ashes. You’ll find some new-to-you authors that will make your day.

Featuring books from:
Angie Fox, Ann Gimpel, Brandy Wilson, Candice Gilmer, Dawn Montgomery, J.K. Harper, Jessica Marting,
Kate Richards, Lauren Dawes, Lisa B. Kamps, Liza Street, Marie Long, Melissa Snark, Michele Bardsley, Renee George, RJ Blain, Russell Nohelty, Skye MacKinnon, Tasha Black, Traci Hilton and Victoria Pinder.

Cover art donated by Fiona Jayde Media

Since I’m not sure how long this will be available I decided to post reviews for these full length novels individually. I am thoroughly enjoying each and every one, finding new authors along the way.

Here is the second one! Don’t miss this Anthology it’s amazing!!!

Vampire’s Don’t Babysit
Vampire Mythicals, Book 1
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Candice Gilmer

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Surviving should have been enough.
It wasn’t.

Jake Reynolds and his fellow vampires survived the slaughter of their master, Melios, at the hands of the Immortal Knights Templar.

Call it luck. Call it fate. Call it whatever the hell you want.

Jake just knows that he should have been dead—another pile of sooty ash on the ground. Now he must find his place in the mythical world—vampires aren’t all that’s out there.

Even his doctor is a super-hot werewolf. He’s not even sure if he should find her sexy, but he does. And he wants to see if wolves and vamps are compatible.

In all the ways.

But the world’s a chaotic mess, and he’s been tasked to help fix it. Penance for previous crimes. They do what they’re told, and go where they have to, learning to live without being monsters among men. And kick ass, occasionally, in the name of Jackstone Foundation.

But when The Kid—Melios’s pet—needs help, Jake will not leave her out in the cold. She fed him too many times on the sly to leave her hanging now.

Mythicals are coming for her. And it’s up to Jake to keep her safe.

But what can one lone vampire do against an army and an ancient bloodline?

*A spin-off series from the Mythical Knights Series

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The Knight’s Templar don’t take prisoners, but for some reason these six vampires have been saved. Now they are awaking from the coma they’ve been in since their maker Melios was killed. They are ‘young’ vampires but they were once military and part of Melios’ army.

Now they are starting to wake and it’s time to see if they can live. They are being kept in a facility run by the Jackstone Foundation that helps humans who have been hurt by mysticals and help mysticals relocate or needing medical assistance. The Vampires are another story a chaos ensues.

Two of the waking vampires had run as soon as they woke, Travis Collins and Joanie Alekhine had always done everything together. As Jake Reynolds wakes there’s a lot more commotion, he sees the others that had been under his command with him in the room. Issac Malcolm, Edward Thompson, and Deke Smith. It was Deke causing the ruckus and Jake couldn’t seem to get him to listen before he bit the nurse who had been tending them.

This is a favorite scene.

“Yes, human laws do apply,” snapped a woman’s voice.

Everyone, Jake included, turned and saw a new woman—a doctor, by the way she dressed—wrap her arm around the nurse, and she guided the woman to the door.

“Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?” Deke growled.

The woman looked like she wanted to scream. And if Jake wasn’t mistaken, her face morphed for just a second, elongating, then it stopped.

“I am—”

“I got this, Doc,” said another woman as she walked through the door. She had short spikey red hair and dark circles under her eyes. Thin. Short. Sword in hand. Guns strapped to her waist. Body armor.

She might have been considered a cute, petite thing, but her energy was, well, broken or something.

Jake Reynolds had seen a lot of shit. Especially when Melios took him to some weird-assed places he’d never knew existed.

But this gal.

There was something way off about her. Like way, way off.

The woman shoved Travis Collins and Joanie Alekhine into the room. “Here. You lost something, Doc.”

Both Collins and Alekhine were bound by what looked to be thin silver chains. And neither one seemed particularly happy about being brought back. Travis had a black eye. Joanie looked like she’d been punched a few times herself.

“You can’t do this to us. You can’t hold us like prisoners,” Alekhine said.

The woman looked at Joanie. “Actually, I can.” She waved the sword particularly close to Joanie’s face.

Joanie’s eyes scraped over the blade, and she stood up straighter.

“Thanks,” the doctor said and proceeded to release the chains. The skin looked scorched where the chains had rested on them.

The redhead gave the doctor side-eye, then glanced at the group. She rolled her wrist, making her katana flash in the light, showing exactly how wickedly sharp it was.

She looked at all of them like she was about to start a lecture.

“Is it monologue time?” Malcomb whispered.

Jake shot Malcomb a look.

Malcomb just shrugged.

Pretty sure the redhead with the sword heard it all.

“Now, kids. Here’s the deal. You do what I say without question, and we’ll all get along just fine.”

“Who are you?” Jake asked. “Where’s Melios?” He didn’t like throwing that out, but in the past, if he and his team ever got into trouble, just bringing up Melios’s name was enough to get them out of it.

She raised her eyebrow. “A pile of sooty ash blowing in the wind.”

The words slammed into him. While Melios was a fucked-up bastard, he was Jake’s sire—Jake’s maker. He made every one of them.

Even if the sire was horrible, it was hard to believe that he was actually dead. Melios had been alive for hundreds of years. Nothing should have been able to kill him.

Jake shook his head, trying to wrap his mind around it.

The redhead didn’t seem to notice or care. “You vampires are alive at my discretion. You continue to breathe, at my permission.”

Deke stepped forward, their differences in size was almost comical. Blood ran down Deke’s face, making him look even more the monster. “You’re not the boss of me, little girl.”

She turned directly to Deke Smith.

They were separated by a good thirty feet.

Then she disappeared.

What the fuck?

She reappeared directly in front of him, like a phantasm. She was barely corporeal when she pulled up her sword.

And shoved it straight through Deke’s chest.

In slow motion, Jake swore he could see each inch of the blade, shining in the bright white of the room as she pulled the sword back. T

hen, both slowly, yet still in a blink, Deke Smith disappeared in a puff of ash.

Like a car crash happening.

Both slow and fast.

A special effects movie.

But it was real.

The gray soot that suddenly hung in the room was Deke not a minute before.

Nobody moved.

The dust floated in the air, a horrible haze in the otherwise white room.

What.

The.

Fuck.

She glanced at each one of them in turn. “I’m Eve Harrison. And I will kill any one of you fuckers in a blink because I Do. Not. Care. About any of you. You will do as you’re told, or you will die.” She took a step away from where Deke had just been standing.

Gray dust covered her.

She didn’t bother wiping it off.

“Questions?”

“Yeah,” Thompson said. “I don’t—”

“Shove it up your ass.” She glanced around the room, glaring at everyone. “First order of business. Clean this room. You dumb bastards tore it apart. It will be so pristine; I can eat off it. You have one hour. Move.”

And with that, Eve Harrison walked out of the room.

The vampires glanced at each other.

“Well, fuck,” Malcomb said.

Jake agreed with him.
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Now there was someone else Melios held as a pet, a teenage girl. She often snuck to feed these young vampires when Melios would rather starve them. It’s this young woman that the Knights Templar are now trying to protect and being overwhelmed by vampires at every turn.

In the meantime as Eve works with the 5 remaining vampires, Jake and the werewolf doctor Megan seem to have an attraction. She also starts visiting him in her wolf form which leads to some very interesting scenes.

When Richard a Knight Templar shows up wanted Eve to watch over the kid, Jake recognizes her and volunteers to help. Kid or Child, no name, but Jake and his team know her well.

This book heats up with plenty of action as this take with the Child unfolds and the romance between Megan and Jake, sizzles off the pages.

I absolutely need to continue this series.

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Coming March 26th!

Candice GilmerUSA Today and NY Times bestselling author Candice Gilmer leads a dangerous double life as a mommy and a writer. In between boo-boo healing and fixing broken toys, she writes stories usually to the tune of children’s television shows.

Growing up in the Midwest, Candice stays close to her family, especially the ones with basements when the tornadoes come around.

All in all, she stays very busy, but really, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Well, maybe a little less children’s television.

Screwed and Satisfied – Moon Ranch Book 2 By Em Petrova


Screwed and Satisfied
Moon Ranch Book 2
By
Em Petrova

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Second chance romance?
Like hell,
and definitely not with the girl next door.

Dane Moon is the troublemaker of the family, and his latest screw-up was marrying a Vegas stripper. Or was it that she married the male dancer? Either way, that chapter of his life’s over, along with the marriage. He’s back in Colorado on the family homestead, attempting to pick up the broken pieces of his past, present and future.

When veterinarian Brennah Peterson finds a drunk guy passed out in her hay bale, she isn’t surprised it’s Dane Moon. The panty-melting bad boy next door always had a reputation for being the life of the party. Any torch Brennah used to carry for the rough and tumble cowboy has been long extinguished—at least until he throws that crooked smile her way again.

Wanting Brennah and wanting to be a better man go together like boots and hats, and maybe it’s time Dane cleans up his act. But Brennah’s got every reason to stay away from him, and he doesn’t want another ex-wife anyhow. When things heat up, it’s hard for Brennah to walk away. But a hot roll in the hay with Dane won’t be enough, and she won’t accept less than all or nothing.

Having signed divorce papers, beaten up and truck taken by guys sent to collect on his gambling debt, Dane Moon leaves Vegas to return to Moon Ranch. At the time getting drunk seemed like a good idea since he was going to visit his old man’s grave first. Turns out that probably wasn’t the best one.

Veterinarian Brennah Peterson bought the ranch neighboring the Moon’s.  She doesn’t have time for a drunk cowboy sleeping in her barn. When cold water in his face doesn’t work she ties him to her tractor and pulls him out of the barn, to no avail. In a last ditch effort before calling his brother she manages to rouse him by calling his name and shaking him. Leading up to dunking him in the water trough.

This is a favorite scene.

With a sigh, she considered her options. One—call Zayden and tell him to come get his brother. Two—phone the sheriff. Three—attempt to wake him again.

For some reason, she felt the need to try before making any calls. She unhooked the rope from his boots and knelt next to him. “Dane! Wake up!”

He stirred at the sound of his name. Patients came out of anesthesia when they heard their names. This couldn’t be much different, could it?

“Dane!” She shook him, then slapped him lightly on the scruffy cheek. The stiff dark hairs under her fingertips made her jerk her hand back. She latched onto his shoulder and shook him again, but that wasn’t better, because the rock-hard muscle awakened her inner teenaged girl.

She sat back on her heels and called his name again.

Finally, his eyes fluttered. The irises looked amber in the bloodshot mess of the whites of his eyes.

Feeling a little thrown off, she tentatively pushed at his shoulder again. “Dane, get up!”

He sat up so fast she had to jump back. He slumped forward, giving a groan that sounded like a wild animal’s rather than a man’s.

“Dane. Get up. You have to leave.”

“Where am I?” he moaned out.

“On my ranch. You don’t live here. You passed out.”

“Fuck.”

“Come on. Get up and we’ll call your brother.”

That broke through his alcoholic haze. “No. Not my brother. He won’t like it.” Rolling to the side, he tried twice to get his feet beneath him before heaving himself to a stand. He swayed alarmingly, and she reached out as if to catch him, even as she realized there was no way in hell she could hold him up. If he plummeted to the ground, all she could do was get out of the way.

He cracked a bleary eye at her. “Who’re you?”

“Brennah Peterson. This is my ranch.” The words barely left her lips before she realized he was about to go down again.

“Oh no you don’t.” She grabbed him by the shoulders and steered him several paces across the yard to the trough. Water always worked with drunks. When she moved to dunk him, he helped her out by falling face-first into the water.

For a moment, she panicked. What if he passed out and she wasn’t strong enough to haul him out? She couldn’t be responsible for the man drowning in her horse trough.

With a hard grasp on his shoulders, she yanked him backward. Crap, he was a hell of a lot heavier than her mom, who drank too much wine following a bad day at work.

To her relief, he came with her, flipping water all over her. She gasped at the hit of cold water to the face and chest. She released him.

Dane rocked on his feet.

“Don’t go down again!” Lurching toward him, she shoved his head under again.

This time, he threw himself upward. With water streaming off him and molding his chambray shirt to his chiseled body, he glared at her. His dark hair plastered to his forehead and below that, his amber eyes centered on her.

She swallowed hard.

The man was big, wet…and angry.

“The best way to wake a drunk is cold water.” Her words sounded strong, even if she felt like she stood on two spaghetti noodles rather than legs.

He didn’t budge, standing there streaming water. When he swiped a hand over his face and up through his hair, sending the strands into spikes, he paused. “Where’s my hat?” He sent her another glare like she’d stolen the thing off his head.

“In the barn. You weren’t wearing it when I found you.”

He looked her over, from head to foot and back up, in a slow pace that reflected his inebriated condition and didn’t have anything to do with him liking her appearance. But she still felt his gaze like a touch and drew up to her full height of five-nine. She was tall enough, strong too. And she wanted him to know he wouldn’t get far with her if he tried anything.

He strode into her barn without so much as a wobble. Clearly the man could process his liquor with a little help. He shoved the hat down over his wet hair and peered at her from under the low brim.

“How’d you know my name?”

“Your driver’s license.” No sense in reminding him of her immature efforts to get his attention in high school.

Dark brows shot up. “You took my wallet?”

“No, it fell out of your pocket when I dragged you over the threshold.” She waved a hand. At that moment, he must have pieced together the scene—dirt trail, tractor, and rope.

He rounded on her and then grabbed his head. “You dragged me with a tractor?”

“How else was I going to get you out? You’re big and weigh as much as one of my young llamas.”
His blue jeans were painted on, and the way he braced his legs wide only accentuated muscled thighs and calves much thicker than in his youth.

She tore her gaze away. “Look, you need to leave. I have work to do.”

He attempted a nod but clutched his skull again. Serves him right.

“Can you at least tell me where I’m at, besides on your ranch? Where is the Moon Ranch from here?”

“Just across that field.” She pointed.

He peered at her, and through those amber eyes, she saw the lights flipping on in his brain. “You bought the old Connally place.”

She nodded.

“Sorry for the trouble, miss.” To her surprise, he tipped his hat in the most gentlemanly manner she’d seen in ages, and never from a drunk. He walked past her and circled the paddock. She watched him go for long minutes, until she was sure he’d remain on his feet and wouldn’t collapse in her field.

With a shake of her head, she returned to the barn and her animals. If the past half hour was anything to go by, she was in for one hell of a day.
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Now things aren’t going to be easy for Dane, he has to prove to his brother Zayden, that he isn’t like his father. He had to become a better man than he is at the moment.

When Zayden’s tractor is taken, Dane is afraid it’s his fault but a fire in the field stops him from telling anyone. This is where things start to get interesting with him and Brennah.

Plenty of twists and turns, sizzling heat, and more than one surprise.

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Em Petrova was raised by hippies in the wilds of Pennsylvania but told her parents at the age of four she wanted to be a gypsy when she grew up. She has a soft spot for babies, puppies and 90s Grunge music and believes in Bigfoot and aliens. She started writing at the age of twelve and prides herself on making her characters larger than life and her sex scenes hotter than hot.

She burst into the world of publishing in 2010 after having five beautiful bambinos and figuring they were old enough to get their own snacks while she pounds away at the keys. In her not-so-spare time, she is fur-mommy to a Labradoodle named Daisy Hasselhoff and works as editor with USA Today and New York Times bestselling authors.


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