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Dark Demise – Wings of Artemis Book 7 By Rebecca Royce


Dark Demise
Wings of Artemis Book 7
By
Rebecca Royce

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Time isn’t kind…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I swallowed. “Okay. How are you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She paled. “No.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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.

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Saving Them – Wings Of Artemis Book 6 by Rebecca Royce


Saving Them
Wings Of Artemis Book 6
By
Rebecca Royce

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Paloma McQueen is a woman on a mission.

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

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

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

Nothing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Canyon looked at Rohan. “Grief?”

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

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

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

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

“It’s a fake,” Rohan answered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My knees threatened to give, but I stayed strong.

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

Canyon nodded. “Yes.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I’d love to hear from you!

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Taming Tabitha – A Bond of Three Book 1 by Virginia Nelson


Taming Tabitha
Bond of Three Book 1
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Virginia Nelson

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As a Seer, Tabitha has always known the day would come when she’d have to face her destiny and succumb to her future mate, as only then would her powers fall fully under her command. Tradition dictates that Tabitha run, forcing her intended to prove his worth—and his desire. But it is the discovery that Tabitha is destined for two mates, creating a bond of three—unheard of among her people—that sends her running faster than she’d ever expected.

Gage and Lancaster have been chasing Tabitha for over a decade. Though sharing goes against their basest instincts, the primal urge to find and seduce Tabitha overrides any desire to fight between themselves. As Gage and Lancaster close in, Tabitha must face the truth—though her people may scorn a bond of three, there’s nothing on earth strong enough to destroy the chemistry and soul-deep longing Tabitha feels when she finally stands her ground and faces her men.

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This book is quite the concept. Female seers having to run at the time of mating, and only the male hunters destined for them are able to catch them.

In Tabitha’s case she has been running and avoiding the hunters she is sure are her mates for ten years. They aren’t as patient this time around and apparently have formed an alliance.

This is a favorite scene when she trips their trap.

The whish of sound warned her, but not in enough time for her to dodge the net that snared her feet from the ground and whipped her into the air. The breath pushed out of her wheezing lungs and she gripped at the sides of the net, seeking some kind of stability as the whole thing waved back and forth between the trees.

A laugh sounded far below, and she craned her neck to try to see them in the dark. “Hey, Tabitha. You ran into a trap.”

She recognized Gage’s voice, even if she couldn’t see him lurking in the shadows. “Yeah, I noticed that. Don’t suppose you’d be a pal and cut me down?”

“Oh, don’t worry. We’ll let you down.” His amused tone confirmed both her visions and her supposition. The men were working together to catch her.

“We?” She asked the question aloud, as if she didn’t know Lancaster closed in on the clearing even as they spoke.

While Lancaster smelled of brandy and wicked pleasures best saved for the cover of night, the scent of Gage teased at her nostrils. As crisp as the white of his hair, Gage smelled of mint and the cold breath of frost from a snowy morning. The combination of the two males, both so obviously ready to mate based on the heady fragrance in the wind, left her a little dizzy and almost drunk on repressed passions.

“You knew we’d come for you.” His tone was a jagged shard of vocal power, meant to ready her body for his claiming. It took her a moment to scrape enough logic together past the shivers the sound caused on her skin to discern his meaning. When she did, her lips curled. Apparently, Gage wasn’t in the mood to play coy.

“Did it seriously take two of you to catch me?” Just because he was shoving power around like he had it to spare didn’t mean she wasn’t in the mood to play verbal banter.

“You knew it would be us. And since we both won you…” He let the sentence dangle and her nipples hardened in reaction. With one hand, she rubbed across them, hoping to lower her reaction and instead amplified her own need. Technically, since they’d both caught her, they could share her.

Men of their kind weren’t willing to share a mate, none she’d ever known of in all her travels. Too possessive, too dominant…they didn’t want someone else to touch their mate, certainly not for the remainder of their whole lives. Mates were for a lifetime and their lifetimes were longer than most creatures.

The idea of two men, though, had long fascinated Tabitha, even if it was taboo. She’d seen mortals in such relationships and something about the idea of being sandwiched between two men, their scents twined and both determined to please her caused a forbidden thrill. Not that she’d admit it. They’d have much power over her already as mate. No sense giving them big heads on top of it. “You have to admit, Gage, it’s pretty badass that it took two boys to take down one girl.”

“He doesn’t have to admit anything.” The rumble of sound echoed through the trees, laced with power and vibrating through his barrel of a chest. Still unable to see them, Tabitha didn’t have a problem imagining Lancaster below, speaking in his deep bass up at her. Huge shoulders, giant hands and a voice like a foghorn, Lancaster was as big as he was dark. Dark skin, dark hair and chocolate brown eyes—many other women wished for him to claim them. She’d seen her friends watching him, whispering, but he’d stayed as unclaimed as Tabitha as years rolled by.
Nelson, Virginia. Taming Tabitha (Bond of Three Book 1) (Kindle Locations 121-140). After Glows Publishing. Kindle Edition.

This book heats up to sizzling from here on out. Even as Tabitha has visions that leave questions about the future.

Be sure to hydrate as this book will have you panting and in need of a cold shower or a romp with your significant other.

I can’t wait for the next book to see how this tale evolves.

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Virginia Nelson believed them when they said, “Write what you know.” Small town girl writing small town romance, her characters are as full of flaws, misunderstandings, and flat out mistakes as Virginia herself.

When she’s not writing or plotting to take over the world, she likes to hang out with the greatest kids in history, play in the mud, drive far too fast, and scream at inanimate objects.

Virginia likes knights in rusted and dinged up armor, heroes that snarl instead of croon, and heroines who can’t remember to say the right thing even with an author writing their dialogue.

Her books are full of snark, sex, and random acts of ineptitude—not always in that order.

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My Review of Loving Them – Wings of Artemis Book 5 by Rebecca Royce


Loving Them
Wings Of Artemis Book 5
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Rebecca Royce

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Saved from a life of suffering, Paloma Delacroix is determined to make the best life possible for herself, and for the four men she loves. Loving them is a challenge she never dreamed she’d be up for and one she refuses to fail. Before they can kickstart the life they all dream of, Thomas, Clay, Keith and Quinn McQueen will take Paloma back to Mars Station. They have the whole of the Sandler armada to defeat.

With the help of family, friends, and lost allies, they just might make it work…if they can survive their wedding day.

Content warning: Reverse Harem. Intense.

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With the release of Dark Demise, it dawned on me that I hadn’t reviewed the previous two Wings of Artemis books. So I thought I’d catch up before I review the latest.

After the sisterhood where Paloma had been exiled is destroyed she finds her way to Quinn and his brothers. They aren’t going to be staying there much longer, they needed to get to Mars Station and plot the takedown of their father.

Melissa welcomes Paloma back to the Station and the men start their planning.

Paloma wants a wedding and that is part of the plan, one that isn’t stopped even when a bomb goes off inside the station.

This is a favorite scene after Paloma gets out of the med machine.

The few times I had imagined getting married, a dream I’d thought ended when my parents banished me to the Sisterhood, it had never been in a bloody mess of clothing having just gotten out of a medical machine. But when it came down to it, I didn’t care a bit what I looked like. Or that a man who had just finished using the word “honeys” to refer to former lovers was actually performing the ceremony.

I’d also not imagined we could laugh so much through the ceremony.

“And do you, Paloma, take these four men—with all their many flaws and strengths—to be with you from now and always?”

Now and Always. Those were huge statements. I hadn’t known them all that long. And yet, from the moment Clay had appeared at the Sisterhood, it had felt as though everything moved toward this. Quinn cracked up, rubbing his nose. “Thanks for saying ‘flaws’ first, Ari.”

“Quinn.” Ari’s eyes were filled with amusement. “This is a sacred moment. We are waiting for Paloma to answer. Do you?”

I grinned at him and then Tommy. Then Clay. Keith and then Quinn.

“I feel like everything that has happened to me in my life has happened so I could be led to you. So, yes, with all your flaws and strengths, I will marry the four of you. For now and always. Just as I hope you’ll accept all of mine, of which there are many.”

Rings were exchanged. I didn’t know where they’d gotten them—since they had thoughtfully bought four for me to give to them as well—but they were beautiful. My ring had four gemstones in it. Red, black, blue, and green gems adorned the silver band that I would wear forever on my left hand. Theirs were all the same with a capital letter P engraved into the simple silver they would also never take off.

Now and Always…

Ari said some more things, but I had lost sense of the event transpiring. There was just one world, and only Tommy, Clay, Keith, Quinn, and I lived in it. I was their wife.
Royce, Rebecca. Loving Them (Wings of Artemis Book 5) (Kindle Locations 860-877). After Glows Publishing. Kindle Edition.

There are plenty of things to overcome, one of which is actually being a Sandler. Paloma finds she is up to the challenge even as her husbands face revelation after revelation about their parents.

A fast paced read, with suspense, revenge, laughter, tears and plenty of heat!

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

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

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

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

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

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The Incident Under the Overpass – The Traiteur Trilogy Book 1 By Anne McClane


The Incident Under the Overpass
The Traiteur Trilogy Book 1
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Anne McClane

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It’s been fifteen months since Lacey Becnel’s unfaithful husband suddenly passed away, leaving her to sort her feelings of anger, love, and loss. Her dead-end job, once a life raft but now just endless days of boredom, leave her wondering where exactly her place in life should be.

But when she awakens under an overpass near her home, next to Nathan—a man she met just hours before in the streets of New Orleans—she begins a journey of discovery that some might call supernatural. In the days that follow, Lacey and Nathan try to sort out the events of the evening, and it becomes clear that he might be the target of a murder plot, and she—somehow—might have the power to heal.

Lacey uncovers a link both powerful and deep, a connection to her dead husband’s family and the traiteur tradition, a centuries-old faith healing practice. As she becomes more embroiled in Nathan’s danger, the more confused she becomes about her feelings for him. Will she ever fully understand her abilities, or will the danger surrounding Nathan bring things to an abrupt end?

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There is definitely a lot going on in this book. We meet a lot of characters and I do mean characters. All of which play an important role in the plot.

While Lacey is dealing with a boring job, her late husband’s infidelity and attempting to move on with her life something happens to change her.

A favorite scene, is as she leaves her car to join her best friend for a night out. I can see this happening to me, minus the hot guy rescuer.

She got out, pushed a button on her key to lock the car, and then turned around at the same time she was attempting to stuff the key in her pocket. She looked up at the gloaming sky— the faint outline of the new moon had appeared— and missed her pocket. The key dropped to the ground and skipped about a foot, just enough to land behind her in a ditch. Not just a ditch, but a gaping maw marked off with barricades and a few cones. Construction work on that part of Harrison Avenue was a constant.

“Well, shit,” Lacey said to no one in particular as she turned on her precarious heels to see where the key had landed. Fortunately, the pit was bone dry. It had been an unusually parched June so far. Lacey figured she could reach down and grab the key without getting too much of her new outfit dirty. She stepped with her right foot into an innocent-looking part of the crevasse, bent over, and picked up the key. Pleased with the relative ease of the operation, she stood upright and found herself stuck. Her wedge heel must have caught on something.

“Well, shit again,” she said as she strained to see if she could free her foot. She thought of bending down again and unfastening the strap on her shoe, but she began to question her every move. Suddenly the barricade she had previously ignored seemed to heckle her. She was feeling mightily self-conscious as she looked down at her foot, and looked across the street at Patton’s to see if anyone was watching. Preoccupied, she was startled when she heard a voice behind her.

“You look like you could use a hand.”

She whipped her head around and saw a man, alone, at the driver’s side of the car next to hers. He was a little older— maybe ten years older than herself— and looked very sharp, in a summer-casual kind of way. Linen jacket and jeans, like he was dressed for an elegant dinner with elegant friends.

Feeling even more self-conscious than before in her trendy jeans and T-shirt and ridiculous predicament, Lacey didn’t answer at first and just stared. The man removed his hand from his car door and walked toward her, a reassuring smile on his face.

“They always say the potholes in New Orleans are bad enough to swallow a person, but I think this is the first time I’ve seen it actually happen,” he said.

Lacey finally spoke. “Oh, I dropped my key, and now I’m stuck. I feel really stupid. You don’t have to help me.”

“Well, what kind of douchebag would I be if I came over here to help and then didn’t?” He bent his head to look at her foot and gave her a surreptitious once-over as he did.

“This is easy,” he said. “You just need some leverage.” He straightened up and looked her in the eye. “Did you get your key?”

“Yes,” she said as she held out her hand, showing it to him like a child might. “Let me put it away.” She looked down and stuffed the key in her pocket. She averted her gaze for a moment and tried to compose herself. She was afraid she was gawking. The combination of his charm and directness and easy valor was working a number on her.

When she finally looked up, he was smiling broadly at her. She blushed.

“Okay, now turn directly toward me,” he said.

He watched her feet. “Straighten out your left foot. Good. Give me your hands.”

Lacey caught her breath and looked reluctant.

The man laughed. “I promise I won’t bite. And this will get you out of there. Give me your hands.”

She hesitantly held her arms out. The man grabbed her by both forearms, lifting the ring finger on his left hand slightly. As soon as he had a hold, he tugged, and almost immediately Lacey felt her right foot purchase some air. She pulled it out of the ditch and lost her balance, falling right into him as she did.

They both laughed as it happened, and as he released his grip she steadied herself against him, her hands falling to his sides. His waist was rock hard to the touch, no love handles. Lacey quickly removed her hands and righted herself. Even standing straight, she only came up to his chin.

“I’m sorry, I should have given you some warning,” he said to her.

“I’m the one who should be apologizing, for being so stupid,” Lacey said, swiping her hand at the dirt on the right leg of her jeans.

Still standing where she had fallen into him, not looking like he was in any great rush, he held out his hand.

“I’m Nathan, by the way.”

Lacey, most of the time, liked her name. It was unique, and feminine, and had paired well with both her maiden and married names. But there were times when she wished it carried a little more weight, had more of a ring of authority to it, like “Margaret” or “Samantha.”

She sighed and took his hand and said nearly under her breath, “Lacey. And thank you, by the way.”

He smiled. “Lacey,” he repeated, drawing out the two syllables. He held on to her hand for an extra millisecond. “No thanks necessary. Glad I was able to help.” He seemed at a loss for any more words.

“Me too,” she said with a little smile. Lacey was also reluctant to end the exchange. Her sense of embarrassment eventually overpowered that feeling.
Anne McClane. The Incident Under the Overpass: The Traiteur Trilogy, Book One (Kindle Locations 370-406). After Glows Publishing.

It is when Nathan finds himself in a world of trouble that Lacey discovers the changes in herself.

This book is full of suspense and discoveries making me want the next one as soon as it is released.

5 Contented Purrs for Anne!

 

  Anne McClane
Anne McClane is a New Orleans native who spent sixteen years out west before finding her way home to embrace the mysteries of the Mississippi River Delta. She has many years experience in publicity, public relations, and marketing, which has provided a fine primer for writing about the speculative, abnormal, and outrageous.

 

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The Final Episode: Persuasion Enraptured – Cascade Series Book 4 by Rebecca Royce


Persuasion Enraptured
Cascade Series Book 4
By
Rebecca Royce

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It’s come down to this…

Kendall sacrificed herself for everyone… but her journey isn’t over.   Alive and alone in the Shadow Dimension, Kendall has surrendered hope. But those who love her have not. Rescue is not beyond possibility. Saving Kendall is only the first battle. Can she save the world or is it already too late?

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In the last book Kendall has sacrificed herself for her family and friends. Now her existence is in the Shadow Dimension. She gave up hope of Malcolm coming for her a long time ago. But surprise!

This is a favorite scene.

“Your name is Kendall Madison Fallon. You’ve also had the last name Yates. You’re my wife. You weren’t always. Once, you were married to a guy named Levi. You and he have three children together— Grayson, Dexter, and Molly. They’re waiting. We have a baby. She’s just two weeks old. You named her Abigail. She’s … beautiful.”

I put out my hand. “Stop it. Stop talking.” I couldn’t breathe. His words were daggers stabbing at my heart. “What is this pain? What is this you’re doing to me? And why would you want to? Who sent you here to do this to me?”

“I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here to bring you home. That pain? It’s probably from the memories trying to resurface. I don’t blame you for letting them go. One hundred years? They’d drive me mad. You jumped here to save us all. You did it. You plugged the hole. You sacrificed yourself. But I’m not done with you. I’ll never be. There are three choices. You take my hand, and you come home. I grab your hand, you come home, and the resistance hurts Victoria. Or I stay here with you.” He took another step closer. “If you insist on option three, we’ll make our daughter an orphan. I also don’t know what will happen with the battle. We need to kill the Master. I’m the guy to kill him. Maybe Ross can do it. I don’t know. So what’s your choice, my love? Because I will not live without you. It’s always Malcolm and Kendall. I found you here. I will not lose you. We live. We die. Together.”

I covered my eyes like I could make him go away. “Why would you do this?”

“Because I love you. Kendall, open your eyes.” I obeyed him. For one hundred years, I’d not taken a command from anyone. Yet he told me to do something, and there I was following his command. “Take my hand. The rest of it? We’ll figure it out. Your memories aren’t gone. They’re there. You’re feeling them right now. Come back with me. There are people who will help you.”

“Help me?” I stepped away from him. “That’s hope talk. That’s what makes people lose their minds. I won’t do that.” My hands shook, but I ignored them. “You have The Master up there? He was once a leader here. That’s what they tell me.”

He put his hand out in front of me. “He’s a very bad opponent. He did this. We need to kill him, and I’m not sure I can without you.”
Rebecca Royce. Persuasion Enraptured (Kindle Locations 127-145). After Glows Publishing.

Kendall has changed and the lengths they go to help her regain herself leave her conflicted.

She finds out a lot about herself and the others as they prepare for the final battle.

A page turning, emotional, conclusion to this fabulous tale!

5 Contented Purrs for Rebecca!

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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.

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It’s Here! Wings Of Artemis #4 – Reclaiming Their Love By Rebecca Royce


 

 

Reclaiming Their Love
Wings of Artemis Book 4
By
Rebecca Royce

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Diana Mallory lost everything when her five husbands were taken from her on the other side of the galaxy.

Back on the Milky Way side of the black hole, she’s deep into the war for Mars Station. Diana will do anything for her family, but every day is a living hell without the loves of her life. She assumes she’ll never see them again. But, Damian, Sterling, Cash, Lewis and Judge are on their way to her. When they find her they won’t let war, allegiance, or time differentials keep them from reclaiming their love.

Please note—this book contains the ending to Diana’s story, five hot men who love her, and a race through space you’ll never forget.

**Content Warning: Reverse Harem, Intense**

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As Diana makes her way to the ship to join her family at their secret hideaway. She thinks she sees a familiar face. Now this is nothing new to her as she thinks she sees her husbands all the time. This time however it is different.

Oh how I sniffled, this is a favorite scene.

It was … him. It … was Damian.

How was he here? My heart rate kicked up till it pounded so loudly it drowned out all other sounds. I ran. I couldn’t speak, couldn’t call his name. My boots struck loudly on the floor with every move I made. I slammed into someone, couldn’t even apologize, and grabbed Damian’s arm.

He whirled around, facing me. Recognition flooded his expression. I knew this man— love, wonder, awe, disbelief— they all played in his gaze until utter joy took their place. “Di-Diana.” His voice shook, and then his arms were around me.

“Diana.” He said again, tugging me close, so tightly I could hardly breathe. “We thought… when we docked today, everyone was leaving. We thought you were gone. Judge was working on some plans … but I told them I had to give it a last look. You’re here. You’re here.

I breathed him in. He smelled … right. One of my guys. My love. Two years without him and we’d almost missed each other. “Damian. Damian. Damian.” I kept saying his name, almost unable to utter anything else. There were things … I had to think, I had to say. “I’d just thought— literally seconds ago— that I’d never see you again, not ever.” A sob threatened, and I shoved it away. I had to think, I had to make myself function through the most elation I’d ever experienced. “We-we have to get out of here now. It’s not safe. Where are the others? I don’t know what to do. I think I’m in shock.”

He nodded, his eyes narrowing. “The others are on Artemis. Come on. I’ve got you, Diana. I’ve got you.”

I grabbed my communicator and sent my mom a message. It was brief, unclear, but I hoped she got the gist that I had found one of my husbands and was getting on Artemis. I’d meet her on the planet. Or maybe I said nothing coherent. I didn’t know. Things were somehow both fast and slow; had the Station tilted?

Damian took my hand. His strong fingers held me tight, anchored me when things spun around us. “How did you get here?” I shouted to be heard over the crowd.

“Later.” He yelled back. “I-I can’t think. If you’re not safe, I’ll get you safe. Please.”

His words told me that I wasn’t alone in my brain shutting down to basic functions. Would it come back? I really didn’t know. I never could deny his please. We walked for what felt like forever but eventually made into the docking station. Artemis was three-quarters of the way down. Like they suddenly popped into existence, Sterling and Cash were talking outside of the ship, and I could hardly trust my own eyes. There they were. They were … there. I…

Sterling saw me first, or maybe he heard my heartbeat— I didn’t know which. He leapt into a run and had his arms around me in seconds. I hung on. What was he saying? Sorry? What was he sorry for? I pressed my forehead to his chest. His heart beat and beat and beat. I could hear it. Didn’t that make it real? And then I was being passed into Cash’s waiting hug. He said some things too. Love. Yes, I loved him, too. But I couldn’t think.

“Cash.” I touched his face. He felt real, not a hallucination.

I’d dreamed this moment a million times. I wanted to be in it. I shook my head. Why couldn’t I focus?

Lewis and Judge were suddenly there too. They were all hugging me, all touching me. There was so much noise.

I breathed out. “Hi.”

“She’s going to faint.” Lewis’ voice pushed through. “Let’s give her some air.” His arm was around my waist. “Come inside. Sit down. Someone go get her water.”

I was soon on one of the couches from Orion. It didn’t belong on Artemis. It was supposed to be on the other side of the universe. But then again, so were my husbands. They must have brought furniture onto Artemis. Strange, small details made their way into my mind while large, important things couldn’t get through. A blanket was around me, water in my hand, and they were all snuggled near me, either on the couch or the floor next to it.

I held out my hand. “We have to get off this station. I need to think. I keep saying that because it’s true. Um, I’m so happy you’re here. You can’t know.” My voice shook.

“I…”

Sterling kissed my cheek. He sat to my left. I leaned on Cash, who stroked my arm. Damian was right in front of me, kneeling down. Lewis and Judge were each touching my knees. They were so beautiful.

“Where do you want to go?” Sterling kissed my cheek again. “I’ll put in the coordinates.”

I had them memorized. My mother had insisted. Either I told him or Sterling had learned to read minds. He disappeared into the cockpit, likely to enter the designated coordinates and get us launched. Lewis took his place.
Rebecca Royce. Reclaiming Their Love (Kindle Locations 139-183). After Glows Publishing.

So begins a race across space, a race to be safe. Away from Mars Station and Sandler.

A sexy and hot reunion, as they learn each other again. Fun with family and more stress as yet more threats make themselves known.

A wonderful conclusion for Diana’s story, but I know there are more books ahead in this world of Artemis.

5 Contented Purrs for Rebecca!

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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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