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Hexed and Vexed – Wards and Wands Book 1 by Rebecca Royce



Hexed and Vexed
Wards and Wands Book 1
By
Rebecca Royce

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The worst witch in school, Ava Blakely is the girl no one forgets—she’s a Blakely, she’s a potion maker, and her fiancé left her at the altar the year before. When Enforcers whisk her away from her sister’s wedding, she finds herself in the company of Lawson Abramowitz—the hottest, nicest witch she’s ever met. Weirder still—he seems interested in her.

So between running her shop, placating her socially minded mother, her match making best friend, and a magical world turned upside down, Ava will face all sorts of challenges. Can the worst witch ever actually be the savior the witching world needs?

Ava is a witch without powers, well she has a knack for mixing potions, but other than that, nothing. She has adjusted from being the ‘worst witch in school’ and then being left at the alter to owning a shop to sell her potions and creams.

Her sister Zoe has found the perfect match for herself and this book opens with her wedding and Ava moaning about the pink dress her sister has her wearing because she looks cute in pink.

With the party in full swing, enforcers storm the room and demand Ava come with them.

Two men flew into the room, their feet never touching the ground. They were spellcasting hard, and a collective gasp filled the room. That much power wasn’t used in polite society. People dabbled together; they didn’t show off.

But then again, the two men who had flown through the doors wouldn’t be at all interested in showing off to anyone. Ava had gone to school with both Lawson Abramowitz and Stefan Miller. They had left school early, taken by the government to work as Enforcers. Their job was to hunt bad witches. They worked in secret, their real lives a mystery, and people feared them wherever they went. To be accused by an Enforcer of breaking a witching law was to be, at worst, put to death or, at best, shunned. Some people might prefer the first.

Ava hadn’t seen either of them in two years. They’d both come into her shop for a potion. Stefan hadn’t acknowledged her at all while Lawson had paid, nodded, and disappeared back out the door. She’d never had a problem with either of them. They weren’t the taunting type.

Of course, the question remained: what were they doing coming through the door at her sister’s wedding? They’d not been invited…

“I need Ava Blakely, and I need her right now.”

Ava’s father, Emilio, shot forward. “What is the meaning of this? My daughter has done nothing to gain your attention. She can’t even do a spell.”

Gratitude for her father’s defense settled on her spine, warring against the need to cringe that once again it had been pointed out that Ava was downright defunct—in public.

Stefan swore. “Son of a moon drugged bug, we don’t have time for this.”

Lawson grabbed his arm. “Your daughter is not in trouble. Listen up, partygoers, Ava Blakely is not in any trouble. We need her to consult on a case. She has done nothing wrong. We’d not be here if it wasn’t an emergency.”

Ava sucked in her breath. They wanted her to do what? Melanie grabbed her arm. “Steady. They can’t make you go anywhere with them. They just said you’re not in trouble.”

“Why do you need her?” Mitchell moved forward, and Ava’s breath quickened. Was he going to help her? Did he care? “She can’t do anything. She was the worst witch in witching school.”

The room spun, and Ava thought for a second she might faint. In all their time together, Mitchell had never once called her the never-going-away nickname. In fact, he’d beaten someone else for saying it. Anger fueled her through the dizzy and forced her to straighten her spine. She would not be brought down by that man, not again.

If the Enforcers needed help, then they would get it from her. Although, she had no idea what she could do exactly.

She stormed through the crowd toward the men. At the very least, she had to get them out of her sister’s wedding reception.

“Ava,” Zoe called out, horrified, “don’t go with them.”

“I’ll be fine, Zo-Zo,” Ava called back. “They said I’m not in trouble. They need my help. People do all the time, you know.”

Stefan didn’t react, but Lawson raised his eyebrows slightly. “Thank you,” the latter finally said. “Come on. There’s no time to waste.”

It took Ava a minute to realize he meant for her to come with him. “I can’t float. No spellcasting. Worst witch in witching school.” Sometimes it helped to actually say it aloud. Ownership of the phrase gave her power over it. Or at least she pretended it did.

Stefan rolled his eyes. “School was over five years ago. These people…”

“Not here. Not now.” Lawson extended his hand to Ava. “Come on. I’ve got you.”

Ava stared at his outstretched offering and didn’t move. All gazes in the room were on her. The last thing she could handle was to be dropped straight on her rear. “I’m kind of a big girl.”

Lawson rolled his eyes. “You’re tiny. Although that pink thing makes you look ten times bigger. Did you lose a bet?”

“She looks adorable in pink,” Zoe sobbed from somewhere in the crowd.
Rebecca Royce. Hexed and Vexed (Kindle Locations 96-130). Kindle Edition.

Seems the enforcers know something not many people do. Ava can mix the potions to remove hexes and one of their own has been hexed. A serial hexer is on the loose and they really need to find this person.

There’s much more going on as well, really crazy weather, humans bringing a necklace they shouldn’t have and lots more add to the intrigue and suspense as Lawton and Ava fall for each other.

I laughed and sniffled, held my breath and gasped. A thoroughly enjoyable book, with just enough lead in to the next in the 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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Love Beyond Lies – The Outsiders Book 8 By Rebecca Royce



Love Beyond Lies
The Outsiders Book 8
By
Rebecca Royce

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With the fate of the universe on the line, the Outsiders have reached the final battles.

Colin loves Gia beyond reason–she is his soul mate–but he has never understood her. Misunderstandings have lasted for thousands of years. Can he show her that he is the man she needs him to be?

Gia has never cared what anyone thought about her, except for Colin. Lies have torn what should be their solid bond apart. Can she make him see what they have is eternal before everything that is good in the universe disappears?

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I love the complexity of this story. It’s not just about Sebastian, it’s also his parents and siblings that are a problem. Sebastian himself is a very selfish demon and thinks he can win it all by helping the outsiders. Well sort of anyway.

There are still problems with Alexa and Leonardo but that’s another book.

In this one Colin finally catches up to Gia. Only to find out that she has been avoiding him. It seems something happened in one of the previous lives that has followed her to the present. Colin also has some issues regarding his feelings that are totally messed up.

This is a favorite scene.

He was sick of the lies. Sick of the unsaid. Sick of the destruction he left in his wake everywhere. “I always mean to do the right thing.” She rocked back on her heels. “Of course you do.”

“And I love you. I’ve always loved you. I know…” He cleared his throat. There was a reason he’d gone millennia without speaking these words. “I know that you don’t love me. I know I started us out by forcing this on us and that we’re both living with the result of that. If we can manage to live through this, you can have a break from me on the other side.”

She shook her head. “What in the universe are you talking about?”

“Don’t make me say it again.” It was hard enough the first time.

“I don’t love you?” She took a step toward him. “Colin, for the sake of all things, what are you talking about?” By the time she got to the end of her sentence, she was shouting again.

He sighed. “We both know why we were paired as soul mates. It wasn’t because you had some grand feeling about me, or that you suddenly felt as though we were supposed to be together. I shoved you over. And not only that, but I…”

She blinked. “Are you talking about when you saved me from the evil intrusion in our earliest days as souls? Are you talking about then?”

He sunk to the ground. Sometimes things were just… hard. “Yep. Then. I can fight anything. I can battle even Sebastian in his non-corporeal form, it would seem. Only I can’t battle the truth. Things don’t go the same with us as everyone else, because we weren’t supposed to be together. Oh, we have some stuff in common for sure. We both wanted to battle evil when we volunteered for this. I’ll always be glad we did this. But let’s face it—”

Gia slapped him so hard across the cheek he jerked off-balance and landed on the floor, flat on his back. She stood over him and pointed her finger at him a second later. “How dare you? How dare you take everything we’ve been through together—the thousands and thousands and thousands of years together and reduce it to nothing? To a mistake? Are you out of your mind? Of course, you’re my soul mate. Of course you are. You belong to me. We don’t do things the way others do because we’ve always had a little bit of a different path. It is not because I have someone else I’m supposed to be with.”

She very rarely cried, yet right then big tears streamed down her face in a way he’d never seen before. His cheek stung, but he didn’t care. He’d felt worse. She’d never hit him before either. “Gia—”

“Colin…” She didn’t let him finish. “Have you been carrying this bullshit around in our relationship this entire time?”

“I…” He really had no idea what he should say to her in this moment. “Maybe you love me. Maybe you have grown to love me, but not the way that you would if we had been fated for each other. I’m not even sure I should be here. I think something went wrong in the process of making Christophe.”

She rubbed her eyes. “You are my soul mate, Colin, and I love you so completely that it is like you are stabbing me in the gut right now. All of this time I have tried so hard to figure out why you sometimes look at me the way that you do.”

He really had no idea what she meant. “What?”

“Like you’re sad. Like I’m causing you so much pain. I’ve tried to figure out over and over again why you don’t trust me.”

Now there she was wrong. “I do trust you.”

“You don’t because if you did you would know that I mean the things that I say to you. I knew you were my soul mate that day. I’d known it from the second you walked past me. That’s why I was standing there. You hadn’t said a word to me. I didn’t know what was happening. I kept following you around, waiting. I figured you would get around to it whenever you got over the shock of finding me and then there you were—saving my life. Why would I have said you were my soul mate if you weren’t?”

His heart pounded so hard he could hear it in his ears. “So you wouldn’t be sent away to stop existing?”

“I’ve got news for you, darling, no one was sending me anywhere. I’d like to see that crotchety old soul try to take on either one of us. And as for that ridiculous statement about Christophe, I don’t even know where to go with that. I love your brother but he is not some better version of you. You’re mine. How dare you not know it after all this time?
Rebecca Royce. Love Beyond Lies (Kindle Locations 737-768). Kindle Edition.

Colin and Gia have much to reconcile but so do all the others. This book is as enlightening as it is dark in the face of the beginning of the end.

I really can’t wait for 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.

I’d love to hear from you!

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Future Be Damned – Last Hope Book 5 by Rebecca Royce



Future Be Damned
Last Hope Book 5
By
Rebecca Royce

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The final book in the Last Hope Series…

It is the end of days…

Aspen has fought, borrowed, and stolen to help the Sisterhood. Though she never forgot where she came from, she never saw where she was going…until now. Now she’s one of them and her guys are with her again. Finally on the right path, they still have to forgive each other if they want to take the fight right to the Darkness.

They lost her once…

Reed, Alexander, Stone, Jamie and Gage suffered for a split-second lapse in judgment, and a momentary loss of faith. They’ve paid for that choice a thousand times over, and together they found a way back to their Sister—their Aspen. Now they will do whatever they have to earn her forgiveness, save the world, and her life—and not necessarily in that order. The fate of the world rests upon her shoulders, and their hearts.

Aspen is the Warrior, she is the one who has to defeat the Darkness if this world is to survive.

The Ravens aren’t anymore, they came together for the first time in years when Aspen got her powers back. Now they have to get Aspen to Anne and figure out what needs to be done.

This is a favorite scene.

Maybe none of the powers that be were helping me at all. I was dressed in the same clothes I’d been in before, and they were stuck to my body. If this place, wherever we were, had a shower, I was going to try to use it and see about washing my clothes while I was at it. I hated being wet, but I detested damp clothes even more.

Amazing how two seconds in a house suddenly made me wimpy. Outside I always managed to pull myself together and handle whatever was thrown at me. Indoors? I turned so prissy I could hardly recognize myself.

Not that I knew many people.

My human family hadn’t wanted that much to do with me. Even then, I’d pretty much lived between two worlds. I padded across the room and out the door in search of a bathroom. Gage didn’t say anything so he either didn’t wake or didn’t mind my leaving. I looked over my shoulder. The first it was. He was really, really out of it.

Voices carried down the hall. I followed them to the source.

“You’re lucky the five of us aren’t throwing you out the window and I’m including Aspen in that. She should want you tossed, too. You did this to us. Now you want to give orders? I’ve got news for you, Reed, you’re not One anymore.”

Alexander’s angry tone was the first I could clearly make out as I quietly approached.

Reed snorted. They were in a kitchen, and I could see him leaning against a counter through the partially open doorway. “As if you could throw me out a window. And I’m Aspen’s One. Get over yourself. I didn’t cause this. Sister Superior and her pompous know it all bullshit when she only half understands the universe did by making Aspen lie to us. I tried to save her. I’ve lived in hell ever since. You want to make this about me? Fine. Do so. The only person I’ll give my apology to is Aspen. She deserves it. I blew it. But the rest of you? You didn’t have to abandon ship.”

So things were not as hunky dory as they were pretending earlier. They were pulling it together for me. Sadness swept through me. No one had been closer than the five of them, and I hated thinking of Reed on the outside. He’d been the glue to hold everyone together.

Before entering the room, I cleared my throat to stop them from talking. Alexander’s eyes widened. “You’re up. Where is Gage?”

“Out cold.” I pointed at Jamie’s glass. “Tell me there is something warm in there.”

His grin came fast. “There is, indeed. Here, I’ll get you some coffee. We arrived in time to see the owner of this house fleeing for her life. The hordes of dead are scaring people away. We told her you were a Sister and she offered us the house for our use, food included. It’s been so long since I have eaten anything. I haven’t needed to as a raven. I didn’t feel any hunger. Did any of you?”

The three of them shook their heads. That was so weird. I’d not stopped to think about that at all. They were never hungry? Not even in the way birds were? “How is it eating now?”

He grinned broader. “She had pie. This is a rich person’s house. What do people in this area do to earn? Are there nobles this far out?”

“I don’t know where we are to answer that.”

Reed sighed. “This is the house of a mid-level noble. They are still ranchers here, and this far from the Deadlands they are still able to survive without having to destroy the peasants too badly. You’re forty five minutes by foot from home, Aspen.”

“Oh.” I swung around. “I actually know this place. I passed here many times.” The yellow curtains tipped me off. I could see them from the street because the windows were often open.

“There’s a huge lake nearby. We’re not far from the train station.”

Gage nodded. “Right. We need to get on one of those trains. We think the best thing to do is get you to Anne. She’ll know how to help you if anyone will.”

I supposed that made sense, except for one giant problem. “Can we just abandon these people? The horde is here.”

Alexander answered. “What we know is that the final battle will come with Anne involved. That tells us you have to be with her. I hate to leave them unprotected, too. We’ll come back when it’s over. We’ll come back and help.”
Royce, Rebecca. Future Be Damned: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance Series (Last Hope Book 5) . Rebecca Royce. Kindle Locations (484-516). Kindle Edition.

Aspen finds her powers are different but she has no real training since the decision Reed made so many years ago had her growing up human.

Alexander and Gage had conspired to change the outcome of so many things for so many people. The path they saw that led to this moment went no further. The outcome of the battle with the Darkness not foretold.

So many things happen in this book, I spent quite a bit of time sniffling as I realized what was going on. Everyone plays a part in this, but the focus becomes Aspen and her guards. They hold the key to the future, whatever that may be.

Plenty of sizzle as the guys bond with Aspen and this story becomes more complex.

Don’t miss this stunning conclusion of the Last Hope Series!

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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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Compassion Be Damned – Last Hope Book 4 by Rebecca Royce



Compassion Be Damned
Last Hope Book 4
By
Rebecca Royce

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It is the end of days…

Krystal has spent years locked in isolation, enduring torture day after day. It might drive a lesser woman mad. Her sudden freedom leads to a journey across the forbidding landscape. Unexpected allies appear, and new challenges block their path. Embracing every opportunity as a chance, Krystal must trust these five lost souls, her wild ability to heal, and most of all—herself.

They owe a debt they cannot pay…

Titus, Paden, Zeke, Ryland, and Jett spent years in bespelled servitude. Slaves to the unforgivable, they seek to atone for misdeeds beyond their power. Discovering a Sister alone in the woods, they pledge themselves to her service. Saving Krystal is more than a means to an end, though, as one by one she restores their hope, love, and faith. They will need all of their strength and hers. Loving her saved them, but losing her may save the world.

Krystal has been isolated by Katrina so the darkness can attempt to possess her. Krystal has been successful in keeping him out, but she isn’t sure how much longer she can hold out.

We’ve learned some about the Ravens and Aspen in the previous books in this one we learn even more. It’s Aspen that sets Krystal free and sets her on a course other than what the divinities had seen for her.

The five guards that should be Krystal’s are also the ones that kidnapped Mika. Having broken free from Katrina’s hold on them they are heading to the new Sisterhood to apologize and ask her forgiveness.

They find Krystal on her way to the train and help her in spite of her protests.

This is a favorite scene.

The train blew its whistle, and I stepped back. “She’ll be okay now.”

The mother grabbed onto my arm. “Thank you, Sister. You’re a miracle.”

“I’m not that. Just glad I was here.”

I’d managed to get a crowd of interested bystanders around me and that wouldn’t do. I had to get on that train before I was overwhelmed. Everyone knew someone who needed help with a demon, and I couldn’t do a thing about those. The populace would never believe me. How could anyone expect them to not want saving? It would be a nightmare.

The train was here. I’d not been aware while I was lost in the healing. It was a good thing I hadn’t taken too long. I strode toward it. If I hurried, I could manage to be alone in my compartment when the pain hit.

Titus grabbed my arm, not tightly, but halting me. “What do you need?”

I pointed to the train. “To be on there fast. Thank you. For all that you did. Go find your Sister.”

Distress crossed over his gaze, and he let go of my arm. “That’s not possible.”

I wanted to know why, but we didn’t have time. I pulled my arm from his. “Thank you for everything. Goodbye.”

I rushed onto the train, handing my ticket to the man waiting by the door, and he pointed me to a compartment a distance down the hall. My eyes must still have been glowing, which meant lots of staring and pointing. I didn’t care. The aches threaded through my muscles. I found the room the man had indicated, and I rushed inside, shutting the door behind me. I had nothing with me, so after I kicked my shoes off, I climbed into bed.

Aspen had said to stay put, and I intended to do just that.

I closed my eyes.

Sometime later, I roused to the knock on the door with the splitting headache that came with healings. Maybe the train people needed something from me. I managed to get to the door and swung it open. The five guys from earlier were there. I rubbed my eyes. Was I still dreaming?

“Hi, Sister, are you okay?” Paden scooted by me into the room, the others followed, Titus going last. He shut the door behind him.

“Ah, no. This is the rebound time. I have to recover from the healing. What are you doing here? This is the train.” I was suddenly aware of movement beneath my feet. I’d never been on one before. I grabbed the side of the bed, suddenly not sure I had my feet under me. Maybe I was not made for travel.

Zeke took my arm. “Here.” He led me over to the bed. “Sit down.”

I took the suggestion and felt marginally better, less likely to hit my head on something. “How are you here? This is a train.”

Paden sat next to me. “I bought us tickets. Even before we realized what you were, we weren’t going to leave you alone.”

“That’s very nice of you, but it might be best if you got off at the next stop. I’m surrounded by danger. This could be a risk for you.”

“Well then,” Ryland spoke from where he stood by the window, “you need guards.”

I took what I hoped was a steadying breath. “I’m afraid there isn’t a thing you can do. This might be shocking, but Sister Katrina is possessed by a Darkness that now wants me. For whatever reason, she’s fine with that thing holding her and desiring me. Not sure exactly why. But for three years she’s held me prisoner, and every night the Darkness visits and tries to take me. So far, he hasn’t managed to break through, but he truly believes he can. He’ll never stop trying.” I sagged backward to lie on the bed, my head nearly hitting the wall. Placing my arm over my eyes, I tried to shut out existence. “It’s almost time for him to try. You should go.”

A hand touched my knee, and I moved my arm to see who wanted my attention. It was Titus. “We know Katrina is possessed. We know more than most. We were her guards for a while. She kept us under control with a spell. But we broke free. She kept you locked up for three years? Did any of you know?” He looked at the others who each shook their head.

I held up my hand. “I didn’t ever see you guys. The same five always came. It wasn’t you.”

Paden sighed. “We couldn’t have helped even if we did know. She had us fully under control. We did horrible things. I’m just glad we didn’t hurt you.”

“Well, the Darkness is coming and…”

Like I’d called it to me, the shadow on the wall behind Jett moved. I gasped. It was here. They had to get out. “Jett, I need you to move now. He will hurt you. Kill you. Please, move.” I jumped to my feet, forgetting the horrific train, and I tugged him to me. He in turn shoved me behind him.

“Damn,” he whispered. “That shadow is moving.”

“That’s the Darkness. You all need to leave. I can fend him off, or at least I have been until now. You have no chance against him.”

When Titus spoke, it was through clenched teeth. “We are sworn to protect the Sisters. We have failed thus far. Don’t ask us to do less than our best for you.”
Royce, Rebecca. Compassion Be Damned: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance (Last Hope Book 4) (pp. 21-24). Rebecca Royce. Kindle Edition.

Their journey is fraught with danger and the darkness is relentless in it’s pursuit.

Krystal learns more things that are puzzling to her even as she falls for the men who have assigned themselves to be her guards.

So much happens in this book, and so much more is explained. I really can’t wait to read the next in this series, this world needs redemption.

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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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Destiny Be Damned – Last Hope Book 3 by Rebecca Royce



Destiny Be Damned
Last Hope Book 3
By
Rebecca Royce

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It is the end of days…

With no memory of how she left one existence for another, Mika spends her days serving those who need her without the benefit of guards. Unlike her fellow Sisters she was never in love with any of those who ever worked with her. Until five contractors show up to fix the Sisterhood.

They are not battle ready…

Neil, Wayne, Gordon, Ren, and Lennon are not trained guards. They have no idea that their destiny is to be with Mika, far away from the island paradise where they were raised. But when she needs them, they will discover what they were born to do and awaken a destiny in Mika that will change the world forever.

Mika has no guards, they have yet to find her. When five contractors come to work on the new sisterhood she entertains thoughts of them being her guard, but she knows it isn’t so, they have no training and come from a place that has no demons.

This is a favorite scene as Neil describes the island where they grew up.

“Mika is fine. We don’t hold to formality here. Part of leaving the place we used to live was trying to start anew. I know people get hung up on the Sister part, but I’m fine with Mika.” I’d never said that before. I didn’t realize I meant it until I spoke the words.

“All right, Mika then. I can’t accept your umbrella. If I take it with me, and you need to go out, you’ll get wet.”

This was like a math problem they’d given us in early schooling. I knew how to solve this problem. “Come with me. I’ll walk you over with the umbrella and then walk myself back.”

“I can’t have you walking back out there alone. It’s storming.”

I stiffened my back. “I fight demons and things that crawl through the dark. A little weather is not something I need to concern myself with. Come on.”

I was lying, of course. Demons scared me a great deal less than thunder and lightning. I had never been able to make sense of it, but fear was a nonsensical thing. He ran after me, catching my arm. “At least let me carry the umbrella while we walk together.”

Since he was taller, I supposed that made sense. Neil smelled clean, as though he’d recently washed up with soap, and I liked the scent for the few seconds I could before the musk of the rain soaked world overpowered me.

Neil held the umbrella over both our heads, tugging my shirt a little to draw me closer to him. We were both still getting a little wet. He shouted above the pounding rain, “I should never have agreed to this. You have no business being out here. A little water doesn’t cause me any trouble. Why did I say yes?”

“I didn’t really give you a choice.” That was how I dealt with people. It was easier to get what I wanted done rather than spend a lot of time obsessing and questioning it. “What did you mean you don’t have experience with demons?”

Everyone did. It was the world we lived in… the end of days. We’d been taught there wasn’t a family alive who hadn’t lost someone to possession. The nobility hid their possessed relatives better, while the poor suffered in greater numbers publicly.

“We’re from a little island no one around here has ever heard of. It’s off the Western Coast, called Peter’s Isle. We don’t have demons there.”

Now, that was just not possible. “Can’t be.”

He shouted to be heard, but after a few seconds it was like I could only hear him, as though all other sound stopped. “I know it sounds like I’m making it up. But I’m not. We’re a small but steady population of people. Craftsmen. Carpenters. Plumbers. Farmers. Just about everything you really need to survive. And we don’t have demons. We’re very protective of the place. It’s hard to get to. My mother used to say we didn’t have demons because of this giant oak tree in the center of the square in the main part of town. That somehow the oak protected us. Now, I know that’s ridiculous, and I can’t really explain it. But there it is. No demons. No possessions. Three times a year we go onto the mainland and sell our wares. There is a shuttle that goes back and forth daily so if there are small things that have to get done, they can get done. People never try to come who aren’t already there. I know it doesn’t make sense, but it is real. We’re not the only ones either, we know of three other places that are demon-free. They just are. Little enclaves, I guess.”

I listened to him speak as though he’d just informed me the planet was flat and gravity didn’t exist. I knew better than to believe this, yet I was also absolutely sure he was being honest. Above our heads, in the storm, the ravens cawed. I gritted my teeth. They needed to go find Guards. I couldn’t understand them, and cawing at me was useless. The spirits danced around—Neil would not be able to see them—and yet they said nothing, always watching me and never telling me what I was supposed to be doing.

I stopped moving. We were under the awning of the guesthouse. Neil lowered the umbrella. “Neil.” I had to know the answer to a very simple question. It seemed the most important thing in the world for me to find out. “Why are you here then? If you had this beautiful place with none of the filth, none of the evil, none of the things that are destroying us all day by day, what are you doing here?”

I couldn’t believe how easily the words flowed off my tongue. It was nighttime. I didn’t know him, and it was raining. Somehow, I was still able to talk to this man despite all of those factors that should have made it impossible.

“The five of us have always known each other. It would have been impossible not to; the island isn’t that big. We all went to school together. We just all felt one day that it was time to see the world. See what else there was. Meet people.” He cocked his head to the side, looking at the sky for a second then back to me. “My mother called it wanderlust. I don’t know how else to explain. We just had to leave. We’ll go home, eventually. I know we will. For now, we’ve been able to help a lot of people who just don’t have the skills we do.”

That was lovely. I hoped they didn’t live to regret that decision. If I had somewhere safe to stay, I’d never have left it. I’d been born to battle, even chosen it—or so Teagan, Daniella, and Anne told me. “Goodnight.”

He handed me the umbrella. “I’m going to stand here and watch you walk back.”

They really raised men to be kind on his Peter’s Isle. If there were no demons there, then I would never see it. Still, I liked thinking such a place existed.
Royce, Rebecca. Destiny Be Damned (Last Hope Book 3) (pp. 14-18). Kindle Edition.

There is much going on in this book as Mika discovers what she has been denying is true. She is the Oracle. She will go through her dark time to come to the light.

Tense and action-packed, Romantic and Sizzling, Emotional and Satisfying, don’t miss this installment of The Last Hope 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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ARC Review of Deadly Truths – Kiss Her Goodbye Book 3 by Rebecca Royce



Deadly Truths
Kiss Her Goodbye Book 3
By
Rebecca Royce

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I’m Everly Marrs.

Eighteen months ago the Letters took me to force my father’s hand and turned my world upside down. A few months after that, a man named Ben took me from them and I went through hell before I saw them again and they turned my heart inside out. In fast moments I’ll never get over, I killed my father and walked away from everything–the Alliance, the Letters, my heart.

Before D, W, T, K and J, I had plans. I was going to help people. After, I barely recognize myself, but I went through the motions, and I finished school. I had a job that paid under the table. I avoided electronic monitoring and I knew how to take care of myself. I was going off the grid. I was going to be safe and disappear.

Then one of my Letters walked into a bar…it sounds like a joke yet its anything but funny. Once again, I’m plunged back into their world, only they aren’t taking me this time. No one is.

No, this time I know what it means to be Everly Marrs and what happens next is going to happen my way.

Everly has resigned herself to the fact she needs to stay off the grid. She has finished her degree but still hasn’t decided where to go or when. She figures she’ll know when she needs to leave.

Warden aka W is the one who shows up at the bar where she is working. Up to this point the letters have stayed away, respecting her wishes. But Warden is hurt and needs more help than she can give him.

As she makes her decision, she runs into Derrick aka D and he offers his help to get Warden to Judson aka J. Aside from the pretty elaborate gifts these two have given her Everly needs something else, a promise from them. A promise she will need from all of them should this move forward.

This is a favorite scene.

I stared at both of them for a long moment. “If we’re going to do this, if we’re going to proceed like there is any chance I could be with both of you, then I can’t have it that you two would ever consider hurting one another.” I held up my hand before they could answer me. “That was a deal breaker for me before when I didn’t know there were deals to be made. I recognize there are things I can’t have any control over. Like men threatening me on the street and death plots, but I won’t compromise on that. If you’re on my side, you’re on my side. And that means you never—and I mean never—even consider hurting the other one.”

Warden swallowed. “As I told you before, I’ll tell you again: I never had those intentions. I can’t speak for Derrick.”

Derrick nodded. “I can do that. I don’t often offer loyalty. But I will give it to Warden if that means I get to share you with him. I’m not going anywhere, Everly. Even if you kick me out, I’m hanging around to protect you. I’d rather be on the inside.”

I rose. The plane was relatively smooth in the sky, and I didn’t know what made me act the way I did. Instinct, maybe. I walked to Warden. He’d been the first to answer me. I bent over, placing my mouth close to his. So close I could see the pulse in his neck, hear his soft breathing, and practically taste his lips against my own.

“Promise me you’ll never betray Derrick or any of the others if we find our way back to each other. Promise me.
Rebecca Royce. Deadly Truths (Kindle Locations 460-471). Kindle Edition.

Everly has to face some truths about herself and the guys. However the twists in this book had me cursing up a blue streak.

Intrigue, a surprise I didn’t see coming and so much more had me turning the pages.

Don’t miss this stunning conclusion to the Kiss Her Goodbye 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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Dark Truths – Kiss Her Goodbye Book 2 by Rebecca Royce



Dark Truths
Kiss Her Goodbye Book 2
By
Rebecca Royce

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I used to be Everly Marrs, then D, W, J, K, and T kidnapped me to force my father’s hand. As hard as I tried not to lose myself to their games, I couldn’t have imagined how much worse things could get.

Six months trapped in hell. Six months forgetting who I used to be. Six months just trying to survive.

I got out—eventually—and there they were, all five of them. One moment I was in hell, and then suddenly, I returned to purgatory. They keep telling me what will happen to those who took what belonged to them. They keep telling me what will be done to their enemies.

I’m not sure I can believe them. I’m not sure a word they say is true.

The Letters, they’re still at war, and I’m still in the middle of it. I was an ant, and everyone around me stomped on me.

But, I used to be Everly Marrs, and— dammit— I will be again.

Everly has been through hell, and it shows. She’s not okay at all, it took ‘The Letters’ way too long to find her. Somehow she’s got to find her way back to some version of herself. It’s not going to be easy.

The things she was told, the things that were done to her, all conspire to make her how she is right now.

This is a favorite scene when she wakes up from a nightmare.

“Everly.” Arms came around me. I hated being touched. I’d told him—that doctor—to not do that. But these arms—whose were they?—they seemed okay. They were strong, steady.

I lifted my head to stare at J. He had me in his arms, and he rocked me back and forth. I shouldn’t have needed his help, shouldn’t have wanted him to hold me, and yet I placed my head down on his shoulder.

“Everly, look at me. When you can, look at me.”

It took me a long second, but I lifted my gaze to his. He nodded at me before he spoke again. “You’re going to be okay. Not the same as before. No one goes through what you went through and comes out the other side again. You’ll need some professional help, eventually. But you will be okay. And the people who did this to you will be punished. You will be a different kind of fine. If you can’t do anything else, believe me about that.”

I don’t know why I did. “All right, J. I’ll believe you.”

He shook his head. “What’s my name, Everly? We start with that. Say it. You know it. And things will go better if you stop dehumanizing us. We’re terrible people but that is what we are, people. Start with that.”

I swallowed. “It was so much easier to make you monsters to go with the monster who held me in the basement.”

“I know it was, and I am a monster. But I’m a monster with a first name. You can hate me as Judson, too.”

Why was it so hard to talk?

He spoke quietly. “Say my name, Everly.”

“It’s Judson.”

He nodded once and then kissed my forehead. “Good girl. Did you hurt your hand with the IV? Let me look.” And just like that it was over. The memory haunting my dream fled and I was okay, on the floor with five gazes all focused at me. I wasn’t alone. I had monsters with me, but they weren’t the one who had locked me in the basement.

“Maybe tomorrow I could try to come downstairs.”

Warden knelt down next to Judson. “Sounds like a good idea. And you could try to eat a little bit more, too.”

I was going to be some version of okay. For whatever reason, Judson saying it had made me believe it. I pulled myself off the ground. “I think I’m okay. Not hurt. Thanks.”

Judson put his hand on my cheek. “That’s good. Back in bed. It’s three in the morning. Nothing good happens at three in the morning.”

I’d been alone in the bed when I fell asleep, all of them sitting around the room staring at the television now occupying a huge amount of space in this room. “Where did you guys even find a television this big to bring up here? Do you have hidden televisions all around the house or in the basement?”

“We took it out of the living room.” Trace yawned. “If we’re hanging out in here, we don’t need it down there.”

Another question I’d not thought to ask presented itself. “If the house is full of people where are they all sleeping? The upper floor was still empty.”

“They’re not sleeping here. Nothing is frozen so they can take boats in and off the mainland. This is for the five of us only. It’s headquarters, so to speak,” Kade answered. “They’ll all be back in the morning.”

My mind whirled at the logistics. “They’re safe going back and forth?”

“No one is safe.” Derrick put his hand on my forehead for a second. “But they’re as safe as they’re going to be. This is war. Right now, the battle is tech stocks. Up and down every day. People losing millions upon millions. We’re winning. Warden is a genius.”

The thought didn’t bother me as it had before my… time away. Shitty things happened every day. If someone was in the wrong place at the wrong time, or investing in the wrong stock, that just fucking sucked for them.

“Good work.”

He nodded at me. “Thanks.”

“What’s the end game? How do you win? What percentage of the world do you somehow conquer to call it a clear victory?”

Judson shook his head. “That’s morning talk. After coffee. Back in bed. Doctor’s orders. You’re still battling infection, and until you’re not, you have to rest and eat healthy food. When you’re not sick anymore you can figure out world domination. Although I think I was right to take you off that sedative. Your mind is clear. I like that.”

“I don’t feel sick.” I walked over to the bed.

“When your fever breaks, you’re going to feel worse. It’s funny how that works.” He patted the bed, and I got into it.

At least that made sense now. “I didn’t know I had a fever.”

“I know.” Judson nodded. “Into bed.”

I climbed in, and a second later Kade settled next to me, covering us both up. I hadn’t told him he could lie down with me, but I didn’t mind it either. I rolled a little bit away from him. “I don’t want you to get sick.” “I have an immune system of steel.” He pulled me closer. “And I don’t want to wake up to see you jumping from the bed like that again. Might have taken ten years off my life.”
Royce, Rebecca. Dark Truths (Kiss Her Goodbye Book 2) (pp. 27-30). Rebecca Royce. Kindle Edition.

A dark and difficult book, with so many twists, turns and truths you’ll have to keep turning the pages.

These guys will surely worm their way into your heart just as they did Everly’s. I really wish the third book was out already, I need to know what happens next.

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Coming April 29th

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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