Thursday, June 30, 2016

Excerpt & Giveaway - Happy Ever After in Christmas (Christmas, Colorado #7) by Debbie Mason

It's beginning to look a lot like love . . .

Christmas, Colorado #7
Debbie Mason
Releasing June 28th, 2016
Forever Romance

It's beginning to look a lot like love . . .

As her thirtieth birthday approaches, Deputy Jill Flaherty decides it's time to live a little. When she walks into Sawyer Anderson's bar in her sexiest dress, she's not thinking that he's her brother's best friend or about the many women he dated during his years as a pro hockey player. All she's thinking is that it's finally time to confess to her longtime crush how she truly feels.

Sawyer is done being a player on and off the ice. Yet no one in the small town of Christmas seems to believe he's ready to settle down, not Jill, and certainly not Jack, who is determined to keep Sawyer from breaking his little sister's heart. But as Sawyer and Jill's relationship heats up, can he prove that he's her happy ever after?

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Don't miss ANY of the Christmas, Colorado Romances!

Spotlight - No Master by Christine d'Abo

Hello, my name is Christine d’Abo! Thank you so much for having me here on the blog today.

There’s something special about the last book in a series. In the case of my Bounty series, I wanted to explore a character that held more power than some of the previous characters. Korbin, the Admiral of the Black is the de facto leader of the space pirates; a dangerous man who is not to be trifled with. The only man to come close is Zain, the Admiral’s second in command and the one person who knows all of his secrets.

Too bad for Korbin, Zain has more than a few secrets of his own.

I loved playing with the master/slave dynamic with these two men. The power exchange in their professional lives becomes confused when they must take things to the next level. Zain’s past as a freed sex slave makes every interaction with Korbin painful when they are forced to pretend to be master and slave. It forces them to confront their feelings for one another, something they wouldn’t otherwise have done.

Not to mention the sex.

Did I mention the sex?

Yeah…it’s pretty hot. J

I hope you enjoy the final tale in the Bounty series.

If you would like to learn more about me, please pay a visit to my website I’m also very active on Twitter as @Christine_dAbo and have a monthly newsletter. If you’d like to sign up, simply click here to fill out the form.


About No Master:

No man in the galaxy inspires more fear than Korbin, the Admiral of the Black. His life as leader of the biggest pirate band in space leaves little room for trust, so when Korbin’s second-in-command disappears without a trace, he suspects the worst.

Zain Strand has left his life as a sex slave behind and risen within the pirate ranks. But he abandons it all to rescue an old friend from recapture by the slavers—even if that means a suicidal confrontation with his old master. He doesn’t expect Korbin’s arrival, doesn’t want Korbin’s help . . . but Korbin gives Zain no choice.

Posing as master and slave to infiltrate a slave auction, Korbin and Zain embark on a journey of lust that rapidly reveals their deeper feelings. When Zain’s old master discovers their ruse, Korbin must do everything in his power to save both their lives and their newfound love.


Publisher’s note: While books #1 and #2 in the Bounty series should be read in order, this book stands alone and can be read without the first two.

This title is an edited second edition, previously published in 2011.

Excerpt & Giveaway - Always My Girl by Samantha Chase

Always My Girl
by Samantha Chase

Sometimes the love that’s closest to you is the hardest to see.

Quinn Shaughnessy’s two older brothers have found their true loves … but Quinn’s not about to join that parade. Nope, as he tells his best friend Anna, there’s a lot more to life than getting tied down to one person. He’s positive tomboy Anna will be on his side — except she’s inexplicably developing other interests — even dating! Suddenly Quinn is seeing Anna in a very different light.

Quinn has been Anna’s buddy since they were both five years old. She can tell him anything — except the one big secret she’s been hiding for years — that she’s fallen in love with him. Now Anna is determined to make a life for herself that doesn’t include pining for Quinn. Falling in love with your best friend? Easy. Telling them how you really feel? Impossible.


Authors After Dark - Patricia Scott James


My name is Patricia Scott James and I’ve been writing for years. This year I decided to take my passion and bite the bullet and offer the books I’ve been hording to the masses.  I write steamy romance, mostly steamy romantic suspense. The last thing I’ve finished is a trilogy that combines romantic suspense with a touch of the paranormal. No, it’s not weres or vampires or shifters. The paranormal that I incorporated to the story deals with psychic abilities including telepathy and prophetic dreams. That was fun to write in itself, but the story was spiced up further with a heroine that is deaf. Talk about challenges. Actually writing the story was a lot of fun. I hope you find it fun to read.

As far as the heat level of my stories, from a range of 1 to 10, I think I average somewhere around 7.5.

Publishing and having people read and like my stories would be the icing of my life, another check on my bucket list. Speaking of bucket lists, what’s on yours?  Mine is full of places to see, and experiences to enjoy. From rappelling into a cenote, to ballooning over the Loure valley, to climbing natural rock formations (Giant’s Causeway in Northern Ireland), to taking a camel ride on the Giza plateau, to playing with baby tigers or swimming with a whale shark, I’m ticking some of my list off and still have so much more to accomplish. Meanwhile I also love to sit on my couch, cuddled by my kitties as I read a book, watch tv, play on the computer and paint blown eggs, I’m all for doing the
creative and original.

And another thing to check off the bucket list is that I’m going to my first convention as a writer. Authors After Dark.  I’m super excited about going and meeting some readers. If you are going, come find me. I’ve got some great gifts I’m giving away. I’d love to meet you.

The Second Sight Series is trilogy of steamy romantic suspense novels each with a slight paranormal twist.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Excerpt & Giveaway - Dazed Bullet (The Scarred Bullet Series #1) by Serena Kearney

I have a temper. I’m angry. That’s a given.

The Scarred Bullet Series #1
Serena Kearney
Releasing July 26th, 2016

I have a temper. I’m angry. That’s a given.

How I take it out? At my job in the boxing room of our gym. I’ve spent over a year trying to harness it, but I wasn’t by myself.

Almost every night, like clockwork, he’s there on one side and I’m at the other. He is big, rugged, but handsome.

He’s also scary. Silent. Deadly.

When I hear the name Bullet, you would think I would have gone running in the other direction.

I didn’t. I should.

He has a past.
He has secrets. Danger. Pain. Sorrow.

Little did I know that it would just bring us closer together.


Spotlight - The Jungle Within by Charles M.

The Jungle Within
Author: Charles M.
Publisher: Createspace
Pages: 308
Genre: Drama/Suspense

When Evan and Katie said “I do”, they expected to navigate life together side-by-side. But when a car accident and a tawdry affair disrupt life as they know it, Evan and Katie are forced to venture on alternate paths, alone. In the darkest depths of an unforgiving coma, Evan fights to survive the treacherous jungle of his mind. He embarks on a spiritual journey to understand the meaning of life and the beauty of death…forcing him to face his deepest fear. Meanwhile, Katie ventures through her own guilt. On a strenuous moral journey, she juggles the consequences of infidelity and the strain of caring for her unresponsive husband. But are their paths truly separate? Or are they simply on parallel journeys that are destined to converge?

For More Information:

  • The Jungle Within is available at Amazon.
  • Discuss this book at PUYB Virtual Book Club at Goodreads.

Authors After Dark - Bianca Sommerland


Quick intro for those of you who don’t know me. I'm from Montreal, Quebec, and I write BDSM, ménage, sports romance, and a few other things! Authors After Dark is one of my favorite events and I’m so excited it’s going to be back in Savannah! The area is absolutely beautiful, and while it’s sad that this will be the last AAD, there’s so many AMAZING things planned it’s guaranteed to leave us all with fond memories.

One of my favorite things about AAD is the one on one time I get to spend with so many people I only get to chat with online. Readers who love the same books I do, and who don’t mind chatting about all our favorite fantasy worlds for hours. Everyone is welcoming and ready to have a great time, whether it’s at the parties or panels or visiting the area for some touristy stuff.

I’m gonna take off for a bit, but feel free to ask me questions and I’ll try to pop back in to answer them all! <g> I plan to have several books that haven’t been available anywhere else at AAD, and those I meet will get to hear about the new ones I have planned and coming out soon! Oh, and there will be swag! So much awesome swag I can’t wait to share it with you all!!! <3

If you haven't checked out my work before, a few of them are only 99 cents, just to give you a taste! The most popular is GAME MISCONDUCT(The Dartmouth Cobras #1)

I should give you the warning though:

This ebook contains material not suitable for readers under 18. In also contains scenes that some may find objectionable, including BDSM, ménage sex, bondage, anal sex, sex toys, double penetration, voyeurism, edge play, and hockey equipment being used inappropriately.


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Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Review w/Excerpt & Giveaway - The Hidden Reality by Stephen Martino

The Hidden Reality
Author: Stephen Martino
Publisher: Light Messages
Pages: 318
Genre: Science Fiction/Political Thriller

In the year 2084, the brilliant inventor, Alex Pella, finds himself at a precarious crossroad between the pursuit of justice and preservation of his own sanity. While attempting to undermine an international New World Order government created by the financial juggernaut known as The New Reality, he must also face the hidden truths about his own genetic heritage that are slowly destroying him. After receiving an ambiguous message sent from a former New Reality executive who died 2 years prior, Alex learns that the only possible means to confront this New World Order is to defeat a long-forgotten enemy almost 2500 years old.

THE HIDDEN REALITY is the second stand-alone novel in a trilogy starring Alex Pella, created by New Jersey-based neurologist and entrepreneur Stephen Martino. With his fusion of history, politics, and science fiction, Martino joins such masters of the thriller genre as Dan Brown, James Rollins, and Michael Crichton.

Martino’s villain is a corporation run by a cadre of ruthless international bankers known as The New Reality. Directed by the most corrupt and morally unscrupulous of the bunch, Myra Keres, the company has economically seized control of the world’s governments and the population’s personal freedoms in the process. In order to save humanity from this despot ruler and the unwonted atrocities to which she plans to perpetuate on the world, Alex Pella must infiltrate the company and face an enemy that has unknowingly haunted both him and history for almost 2500 years.

Martino says he wrote THE HIDDEN REALITY more than just to entertain the reader. He wanted to create a modern day Orwellian ANIMAL FARM to allegorically forewarn his readers of a possible dystopia future that awaits all of mankind if humanity continues to proceed down its path of self-destruction.

In THE HIDDEN REALITY, Martino has included such hot-button contemporary topics as genetic cloning, unprecedented economic debt, the rise of big government, and the threat of a New World Order run by the economic elite, while bringing the reader back almost 2500 years into the past when the ancient city state nation known as Greece fought the mighty Persian Empire for world domination.

All of these elements, Martino maintains, separate his book from the pack. He calls THE HIDDEN REALITY “issue-oriented fiction. There are real concerns facing society today that threaten both the sovereignty and prosperity of our future generations. Though fictional, my novel addresses some of these issues and predicts the potential consequences we face as a nation and the world if they are not properly addressed today.”

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Authors After Dark - Armand Rosamilia


My name is Armand Rosamilia. I’m a full-time writer. I’ve been Living The Dream for the past six years of being able to live off of my writing.
But more importantly I enjoy M&M’s and coffee.
I’m (mostly) a horror author. My Dying Days extreme zombie series sells quite well. Enough for me to bathe in M&M’s and coffee at times.
Living The Dream.
I also write in other genres: contemporary fiction, crime thriller, supernatural thriller, and have dabbled in fantasy in the past. I enjoy writing a character-driven story and the more normal the character the better. I rarely have superhero types or military or action Ninja fighting characters. I find them boring as a reader and a writer. I want to know what the average mid-twenties kinda chubby kinda plain-looking girl who works at the makeup counter at the mall would do if the zombie apocalypse became reality. That’s the main character in Dying Days. Her name is Darlene Bobich. She cries a lot. She has panic attacks. But she survives.
I went to the TNEE event in Atlanta for the first time. It was a completely different experience for me because I’m used to horror-heavy cons. It was a great time. Shared a table with author Jay Wilburn. Shared quite a few laughs and stories with dozens of authors in the romance genre I’ve never met before.
AAD will be another great event for me. I can feel it. In my bones, which is pretty deep.
I’ll have quite a few of my books at AAD for sale as well as some cool swag to give away like bookmarks,  fridge magnets, wristbands, bottle openers, etc. I’m not bringing all of my titles this convention because it is a pain in my giant behind to carry so many boxes and because I sell more of the newer stuff anyway. No more carting 50+ different titles with me. I’m thinking more like 12 this time around. We’ll see. I always freak out when I think by not bringing a certain title I’ll miss out on thousands and thousands of sales, even though I usually only stock 3-5 of each title.
Math is not my strong point.
I hope everyone can come out and spend some time with me and a bunch of very cool authors at AAD. If not… it is truly your loss. Frankly, I’m not sure how you’ll be able to sleep at night from this point out, either.
If you can’t hang out with me and everyone feel free to buy all of my books so my children can eat. I’d say so I can eat but it’s obvious from the pictures I don’t miss many meals.

Hope to see ya soon!

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Authors After Dark - A.L. Davroe


Hi everyone!  My name is A.L. Davroe (but, you can call me Amanda).  I write a lot of things -- sci-fi, fantasy, horror, romance.  I love anything that falls under the "speculative fiction" umbrella -- if it's not real, I wanna write it.  And I also REALLY like to do revisionist tales and retellings.  There's nothing quite like turning something that people know and love on its head.  Mostly I write these things for teens and adults.

If you want to know about me, I'm quite simple:  I love tea and books and things that are a little strange.  I wear corsets and purple shoes, though not always in the same ensemble.  I make cheese for a living and I write as a hobby.  I love animals but I own cats because, like me, they're independent and discerning creatures.  I like that you have to work to get them to like you.  I blush a lot.  At, like, pretty much everything.  I like sweets...chewy fruity stuff or Cadbury chocolate?  Oh heck yeah, I'm there!  Also, chai tea lattes...I don't think I could live without those, especially during conventions and book deadlines.

I'm a Hufflepuff, a Capricorn, a bit gothic in spirit, and I'm damn proud of all of it.  My life goal is to be best friends with Neil Gaiman.

I've got a few books that are currently out: 

FOR YOUR HEART, a paranormal romance/contemporary fantasy that is a retelling of the Scottish ballad of Tam Lin, is available on Amazon. 

My futuristic Sci-Fi novel, NEXIS, is about a young woman who becomes paralyzed and seeks refuge in a virtual world, that is, until the virtual world starts to seep into her real world (there's some romance in here too!).  You can pick that up online or at a bookstore near you.  And if you like it, the sequel (REDUX) is out December 6. 

This year for Authors After Dark, I'm going to be having a debut horror novel with me called M.I.A. which is about a ghost and a schizophrenic going up against a serial killer in order to save his latest victim.  So far, readers are absolutely loving this book because it's nice and unsettling.  If you like psychological horror, it's totally gonna be your thing.  If you can’t wait for it, I’m currently releasing it on Wattpad.
I'll also (hopefully) have a print edition of my CITY STEAM COLLECTION, a collection of weird and horrific tales that take place in a steampunky, paranormals infested alternate world.  Don't lynch me if I don't have that done in time though, I just got handed a super secret project by my editor that you're probably gonna love way more and that may eat up all my time.

I'm not going to be hosting any special events at Authors After Dark this year because I'm going to have my most favorite readers of all with me:  my mom and my grandmother!  It's going to be their first time at AAD, so I'm going to be showing them the ropes, but that doesn't mean that you shouldn't come say hi -- especially to my grandmother, she likes to make friends with everyone (especially if they like books as much as she does).  If you'd like to catch me, I'll be attending all the meals as well as speaking on a number of panels and, of course, I'll be there for the signing.  I'm so excited to meet you!

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Monday, June 27, 2016

Blurb Blitz - Lyrical Press Paranormal Romances

Ever Bound

by Odessa Gillespie Black

GENRE:  Paranormal Romance



1879, Tennessee. A farmhand on the vast Rollins estate, handsome young Colby Kinsley makes the mistake of his life when he becomes briefly entangled with conniving Grace Rollins, the plantation owner's beautiful but unstable daughter. Yet matters become even more complicated when he finds himself falling truly in love with Grace's clever younger sister, Annabeth...

Intent on escaping her darkly troubled father and her melancholy home, Annabeth is also determined to avoid Colby. Yet she is still drawn to his quick wit and many talents. And when he performs an act of astounding courage, she can no longer deny her true feelings for him…just as her sister cannot hide her jealous rage. Grace will do anything to destroy the blossoming romance—even invoke dark, powerful supernatural forces. And as her dangerous machinations begin, the passions of all three are set on a tragic course—with a conclusion that will echo across lifetimes…


After Mama made a supper fit for kings and queens, I walked out the back door of our cottage full and happy. It wasn’t dark yet, so maybe I could get some fishing in. A small rut worn in the middle of a long path led down to a pond set far away from the main house.

“Colby? What’s your middle name?” a girl asked from behind me.

Not again.

For three long years, since the day we arrived at the Rollins Plantation, I’d dealt with Grace Rollins’ tiresome advances. No matter how many times I rejected her, she became more insistent. I could never have a moment’s peace without her searching me out. Other than her sister, Annabeth, who was buried in her studies and the arts, we were the only young people. That left me with no one to become acquainted with. Which was just as well. Time to myself had become scarce, since lately, I could never find any.

“Well?” She eyed me with the gaze of an interested mountain lion.

“Kendall. Colby Kendall Kinsley.”

“Hmm. It’ll do.” She twirled a black tendril of hair about her finger as her gaze intensified. “Colby Kendall Kinsley, have you ever kissed a girl?”

I spit into the pond. “I beg your pardon?”

“Have you ever kissed a girl? It’s a simple question with a simple answer.” She examined her fingernails the way a cat would before she clawed your face. She tapped her chin, then pointed at me. “You’re scared of me.”

I put my pole and worms beside the water’s edge. There was no sense in bothering to fish. She’d scare them all off with her incessant rambling. But I would figure out a way to run her off before dark. Just before the sun set over the tall trees south of the property, they really started biting.

“You keep darting away from me when I try to kiss you. You haven’t kissed a girl before.”

“I kiss my mom all the time. She’s plenty enough female in my life.” I took out a medium-sized hook and ran the line through it. “I don’t think this is an appropriate subject.”

She giggled and stood. “You know by now that ‘proper’ isn’t exactly a concern of mine.”

“Don’t you have lessons to attend or some knitting to do?”

Pressing her dress down, she walked toward me. “I’m a big girl. I do what I want, when I want.”

“I’m going to have to insist you bring along a chaperone if we are to be in each other’s company.” I jabbed a hook right through the biggest, juiciest night crawler I had, hoping to send her retching.

“If you’re asking for a chaperone, that makes me believe you would like to call on me in the near future.” She slinked closer.

I almost tripped on my bowl of worms and took a tumble into the pond. “I used to wonder why you came out here with all the bugs and frogs and slimy creatures, but it’s quiet. I might accompany you while you fish more often. It would get me away from Annabeth and all her goody-goody college talk. I swear, she’ll never find a decent husband.”

Just as I gained my balance and looked up, Grace was nose to nose with me. I slid out of her clutches before she could lean in to put her lips on my face.

“Colby,” Mama called from the back of our house.

Relieved, I slipped around her and scooped up my fishing supplies. “I have to go.” “We’ll meet tomorrow night.” Her demand followed me as I fled.


AUTHOR Bio and Links: 

Odessa Gillespie Black lives in the beautiful North Carolina foothills with her husband, four children, Chihuahuas Little Bit and Rico, and rescued Lab and Pit mix, Mo. When not chasing dogs around the backyard and tackling the daily duties of mother-and-wife-hood, she enjoys watching horror movies, and reading and writing paranormal romance. Readers can visit Odessa’s website:, and find her on Facebook.



Never Been Bitten
by Sonya Weiss 
GENRE:  Paranormal Romance



Amid the lore of 19th century England, even a woman of science isn’t immune to the charms of a wickedly handsome, dangerously sexy vampire… 

The devilishly seductive, irresistibly rakish Mr. Macane is ravishing all the ladies of the ton—despite the fact that he is penniless, untitled—and believed to be a vampire. Hired to disprove such an absurd claim, the skeptical Miss Elspeth Ramsay does not expect to tremble in his presence—until the graze of his teeth on her neck ignites an appetite of her own, and she finds herself biting him back! Surely this sudden bloodlust can only mean danger for her family and her heart—or a love for eternity... 



A slow smile curved his lips, gapping just long enough to flash a sliver of white teeth. Not fangs, Ellie told herself. Just teeth. As normal as hers. She took a deep breath and shivered as she inhaled the scent of cologne and clean linen. 

Everything had an explanation. Macane was an accomplished rake, not a vampire. He happened to be brilliant at the art of illusion. With his absent cravat and his close-lipped smiles, he lent just the right touch of mystery and illicit adventure to woo the golden flock. Genius, actually. If she’d thought of it first, perhaps she’d be the celebrated Original of the ton, rather than the spinster who investigated frivolous claims for the rich. 

She glanced up at him again. His mouth was no longer curved in a smile, but it was still wide and firm. The swooning ladies could keep their macabre fantasies. She’d much rather have that sensual mouth kissing her than biting her. If there weren’t such a crush of people.  

As if they shared one mind, his next artful spin took them from the sparkling dance floor to a spot behind a hand-painted Chinese folding screen—which hid the entrance to the gardens.

Before she could object (presuming she would have objected) Ellie was out the door and beneath the moonlit sky, still cradled in Macane’s arms. 

A frisson of trepidation caused her to catch her breath. She stared up at him in a panic. Might he actually kiss her? As far as she could remember, no one had ever tried. No gentleman had ever noticed her long enough to think of it. And now—what if she did it wrong? What if she did it right? What would be expected of her then? 

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured. “You dazzled me even as you tried to hide.” 

Well, that was laying it on a bit thick. Ellie wasn’t ugly, but nor were artists dueling for the honor of painting her portrait. She was plain. Worse than plain: She was nondescript.
Wracking her brain for an appropriate setdown to such ridiculous flattery, she narrowed her eyes at him . . . and nearly swooned at his expression. 

He was sincere. Or if not, he gave a bloody good impression of it. 

His eyes were rapt on her face, as if he had been searching for her all his life. His gaze had softened, making his features less harsh and more open. His arms cradled her gently, his hands splayed at the curve between waist and hips. He was being far more familiar than anyone of her acquaintance—far more familiar than any right-minded young lady should allow—but Ellie was so enamored by the idea of having entranced him that she couldn’t bring herself to pull away. 

His lips parted. Hers did too, mostly because she was having trouble remembering to breathe. Her lips suddenly felt too dry. She edged out the tip of her tongue to lick them and gasped when his hold tightened painfully. She felt strangely powerful, as if she truly were beautiful. 

He lowered his face to hers. His eyes were no longer the crystal green of the sea, but rather a shimmering black. Rather than try to process the transformation, Ellie cleared her mind and let her own eyes flutter closed. She was going to be kissed for the first time. And she was going to enjoy it. Her brow creased when the delicious pressure of his parted lips brushed the base of her throat rather than her waiting mouth. The sharp edge of bared teeth grazed the tender skin at the curve of her neck. He wasn’t going to kiss her—he was going to bite her! Instinct forced her to react at lightning speed. But instead of shoving him away as she could’ve sworn she had instructed her limbs to do, Ellie returned the favor and sank her own teeth into his cravat-free neck. 

Mutual shock held them immobile for an interminable moment. Realizing the ignominy of what she’d just done, Ellie pulled away in horror before he could thrust her from him bodily. To label him thunderstruck would be the understatement of the century. 

He touched his neck with the tip of a finger. The pad of his white glove came away pink with blood. 

“Good Lord,” he growled, his expression fierce. “Did you just bite me?”


AUTHOR Bio and Links: 

New York Times bestselling author Erica Ridley learned to read when she was four, which was about the same time she decided to be a writer when she grew up. Now, Erica writes Regency-set historical romances. Since becoming active in the writing community, all of her manuscripts have finaled in or won various RWA chapter contests. Erica is also the webmistress of her local writing chapter. When not reading or writing romances, Erica can be found riding camels in Africa, zip-lining through rainforests in Costa Rica, or getting hopelessly lost in the middle of Budapest. Readers can visit her website at

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by Sonya Weiss 

GENRE:  Paranormal Romance 



The Great Extinction, the prophesied war between the humans and the Supernaturals, has begun.
Born a Supernatural, Juliet Sawyer has the ability to save the world from disaster. But after barely escaping the underground, power-sucking prison known as the Void, she finds herself on the brink of death and in the middle of a vengeful war. To survive, she’ll have to make a deal with her human captors. But the stakes are raised when she learns the government is holding her sister hostage. To rescue her, Juliet must become a weapon for humanity, fighting against her own kind—including Riley West, the boy she fell deeply in love with—and by whom she was abandoned. 

Forced to desert Juliet, Riley is on a mission to capture the human’s president and bring her to the Supernatural’s king. But if he fails, there will be no stopping the Night of Grief, which will unleash horrors capable of destroying humans and Supernaturals alike. With battle lines drawn, amid a flurry of secrets and betrayals, can Juliet and Riley rescue their love as well as all life on Earth? Or will someone get caught in the crossfire?



I’d forgotten the execution of revenge always brings a reckoning. Revenge was the reason for my predicament. I’d told myself I was following my destiny to save the humans, but that was a lie. In truth, I’d wanted to get even with the leaders of our world for murdering my father. 

I choked back a sob as I fought the despair threatening to overwhelm me. I needed to save my little sister, Maisy, but I was trapped, unable to get to her. She and the other mixed-blood children with her depended on me to protect them from the humans and the Supernaturals and instead I was deep in the bowels of the Void. It was a triple D place to be. Dark. Dank. Dangerous. 

The cold, dark, stone walls of this Supernatural prison were designed to absorb our power. Robbed of our abilities, we were as weak as the humans. 

Careful to avoid the loose rocks dotting the ground all around me, I struggled to my feet, worry over my sister’s safety driving me to move my aching body. Shut down the fear. Shut down the pain. Do whatever it takes to get out. 

A noise to the left caught my ear. 

Riley moved haltingly toward me. Even in blue jeans and a T-shirt, his royal bearing was unmistakable. He drew his arm tight against his body as he favored his ribs. Failure and guilt struck again, smacking me in the face. He’d had to save me and I hated that. Hated leaning on him when I knew what I would be called on to do to him. Falling in love with Riley wasn’t logical, but when does the heart ever listen to logic? It simply looks into the eyes of the other person, into their soul, and falls. The idea that once he knew my secret he might not ever forgive me, much less love me back, chilled me to the bone. Could I handle seeing the love disappear from his eyes?  

The tip of his black Converse caught on a rock and he pitched forward, throwing his hands out to catch himself. The muscles in his arms flexed and he rested his forehead against the wall for a second, shaking his head as if dazed, which I didn’t doubt he was. The fall into the opening from the castle above us was a neck breaker. We’d been lucky to live through it.  

Riley had risked his life and given up his freedom for me. By jumping into the Void with me in his arms, he’d found a way to stop my own power from killing me.  

I made a sound that was half laugh, half sob as a conversation with my late father popped into my thoughts. Use your power for good. Remember your purpose, Juliet.  

Sure, Dad, but what good is having power when it comes with a nasty side effect like death?

I didn’t have an autonomic fail-safe to govern the temperature of my power like all the other Supernaturals did. Every time I used my power, I risked being barbecued from the inside out. When my last manmade fail-safe blew, I’d almost died and Riley had saved me then too.  

I blinked back tears and smiled when Riley reached me. Putting my hand on his side, I checked the area he’d favored, and my hand trembled as I remembered the intimacies we’d shared.  

“I’m okay,” he said. I knew the words for the lie they were. He was far from okay physically and emotionally. His handsome face was covered in bruises, his skin scraped raw in places.

Wounds caused when his own father had tried to kill him. Riley reached for my hand, faking a smile. Even in his battered state, he was still incredibly hold-my-breath hot, making me forget everything I wanted to say at that moment.  


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Sonya Weiss is a freelance writer, ghostwriter, and author, including the Stealing the Heart series with Entangled Publishing. She's addicted to great books, good movies, and Italian chocolates. She's passionate about causes that support abused animals and children. Her parents always supported her bringing stray animals home, although the Great Dane rescue was a surprise. Visit her site at, find her on Facebook at and follow her on Twitter at



Wicked Burn
by Rebecca Zanetti

GENRE:  Paranormal Romance



Simone Brightston knows she can beat the rap her enemies are pinning on her. An Irish witch is nobody's fool, and she didn't get to her position on the high council without serious power. But her cousins want her to hide out—and they somehow convinced her arch nemesis to play getaway driver.

Of all the men she's known, Nikolaj Veis is the hardest to intimidate. With his demon-dark eyes and his inscrutable beauty, he's as desirable as he is dangerous. And he knows better than to underestimate Simone. So when he pulls up on a roaring bike and tells her to climb on or fight it out, she grabs a handful of jacket and holds on tight. Running from the law may not be the smartest plan. But when it comes to Nick, hot pursuit and a blazing fast ride are exactly what Simone's looking for . 



The helicopter maneuvered gracefully through the buildings, keeping above him, tracking easily.

Honking cars and screeching brakes pierced the day behind him as the SUVs kept pace.

“Pull over,” Simone hissed into his ear. “We can’t outrun them.” No, but perhaps they could get to safety of a sort. Even the Guard wouldn’t risk a full immortal fight with human witnesses. So he kept driving, avoiding a wreck, knowing full well the risk he took. The skyscrapers turned to three-story buildings. Then homes. Finally, trees began lining both sides of the road and filling the air with the scent of pine.

“Where are you going?” Simone whispered against his ear, her breath hot.

A shiver wound through his body to his groin. Jesus. He was about to take on a cadre of witches, and his cock wanted to play? Simone Brightston had always destroyed his system. It was a relief to know that she still could. In his darkest moments, he’d wondered whether he’d ever find his way back to warmth. “I have a cabin prepared for you.” At least then, they’d have a chance. The roar of pipes echoed through the trees, and within seconds, men on careening Harleys and dirt bikes surrounded them. Nick hunched over the bike. “Hold on,” he yelled.

Her thighs tightened on his, and she slipped both arms around his waist to hug tight.

Two men moved in on either side of them, and he smelled shifter. What the hell? Turning, he eyed the closest threat. Lucas Bryant? A grizzly bear lieutenant? What the fuck?

Lucas narrowed his dark eyes and jerked his head toward the rider on the other side.

Nick glanced the other way to see another man draw a gun from his jeans. The shifter smiled.

Nick shook his head.

The shifter lowered the gun toward Nick’s front tire. Damn it. Nick leaned to the left and kicked out with his right leg, hitting the guy in the ribs. The male’s eyes widened, and he flew off his bike with an animalistic bellow, his bike dropping and spinning around in his wake.

Nick yanked to the side, swerved to avoid the shifter’s head, and drove straight into the forest.

Simone screamed and tucked her face against his neck, her hold tightening until his ribs protested.

Branches whipped into them, and the bike skidded on wet pine needles. Instinct guided him as much as his enhanced senses, but he didn’t know these woods. The bear shifters careening through the trees in his wake certainly did.

His only hope was to outrun them and find shelter. The Guard’s helicopter was visible through the treetops, but at least he’d lost the SUVs.

The bike hit a patch of tree roots and shot up in the air. He held tight and corrected when they came down, jerking the handlebars before opening the throttle again. The trees thickened, providing cover but less visibility.

“Where are you going?” Simone yelled into his neck.

There were more weapons at his cabin, if he could just outrun the shifters. He turned right, barely missing a sapling, and then snapped around another tree. Branches scraped his cheek, and his left eye watered, so he used his right.

Lucas Bryant flew out of a bunch of cottonwoods, his bike in the air and his gun already firing.

Nick tried to jerk away, but a bullet sliced into his front tire. The explosion was deafening.

Panic swept him. They pitched into the air. He turned, enfolded Simone, and wrapped himself around her as much as possible, protecting her head with his arms. They flew through the forest, hitting trees and branches.

Pain exploded through his back.

His head impacted with a tree, and stars flashed behind his closed lids.

Something shattered in his shoulder a second before agony ripped through his neck. Simone’s screams echoed in his head, gravity took over, and his skull cracked.

Unconsciousness took him before he felt the ground.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Rebecca Zanetti has worked as an art curator, Senate aide, lawyer, college professor, and a hearing examiner - only to culminate it all in stories about Alpha males and the women who claim them. She writes contemporary romances, dark paranormal romances, and romantic suspense novels.

Growing up amid the glorious backdrops and winter wonderlands of the Pacific Northwest has given Rebecca fantastic scenery and adventures to weave into her stories. She resides in the wild north with her husband, children, and extended family who inspire her every day—or at the very least give her plenty of characters to write about.

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