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Title: Memories of the Past
Series: Willow Valley Book #1
Author: S.L. Sterling
Genre: Small Town, Second Chance Romance
Release Date: October 11, 2022

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Thomas was the love of my life, or he was supposed to be. Instead, he became the guy who broke my heart, crushed my spirit, the last guy I ever dated, and the reason I never wanted to date again.

All this, I decided at seventeen, right after we graduated, which coincided with the day he left. He had his truck packed. We’d talked about running off together, eloping. Instead, Thomas explained he was leaving, joining the rodeo, and I could come if I wanted.

If I wanted!

I thought we shared a dream, but it didn’t include running off to join the western equivalent of a circus. Not with him. Not with anyone. I knew better.

So, he left, and I decided to make a life on my own.

I spent the next few months learning all I could about the small bookstore my aunt owned. I gradually took over as she aged, until one morning she woke and announced that she was ready to retire. She had picked a retirement community nearby, she wanted to relax, sleep in and hang out with the old people, like herself.

I’d begun to clean up the place, sorting through boxes of books she’d packed away and began setting them out. I’d let people make me an offer since I was short on space. That was when Thomas appeared. His father had passed, and the community was buzzing with rumors that he had returned to sell the property.

He’d come in looking for a good read or so he claimed. Instead I shoved a book at him and told him to take it. I hoped I’d never see him again, but I was wrong. He returned, with the book, his note told me to read the book and I’d understand. So, I read it, and I understood nothing.

It was Aunt Vi’s diary. She too had never stopped pining for a cowboy who left her behind.

Maybe he thought he was saving me. Perhaps I missed what I was supposed to understand all together. All I knew was that I didn’t want to face him. One look at him told me it would be all to easy to fall into those strong arms again and I knew I still loved him, even if he didn’t love me in return.

“Morning,” I said unenthusiastically. 


“Well, if I had of known you’d be this excited to get your coffee cake muffin, I’d have ordered you two.” Peggy giggled, sitting down in one of the chairs that sat in the corner. 


“I’m sorry, I had a bad night,” I said, placing my clipboard down on the counter and crossing my arms in front of me. “How are you?” 


“Good. I can’t stay too long this morning. I had a huge order for some funeral arrangements. Plus. I need to get all the baskets done for Mrs. Parker as well.” 


“Funeral? I’ve been so busy that I’m behind on all the town gossip. I almost feel as if I live in another universe right now. Who passed away?” 


“William Jenkins. His son came in yesterday to order the flowers for the funeral. Oh, did he stop by? He asked about the store by name, so I’m guessing he used to live here at one point,” Peggy said as she peeled the wrapper away from the soft, cakey muffin. 


Peggy had only moved to Willow Valley about four years ago, after she lost her husband. Even though we became friends almost instantly, I’d never told her about Thomas. Some things were just better left buried, and Thomas Jenkins was one of them.


I felt my stomach turn. That explained it completely. That was why Thomas was back here. It had to be. There’d be no other reason. I walked over, picked up the muffin Peggy had brought for me, and removed the paper, then I buried my teeth into the sweet cake, savoring every bite.


“Did you want coffee?” I asked with my mouth full. 


“Yes, please. I’m going to need the energy.” Peggy giggled. 


I brought out a fresh, hot cup of coffee and set it on the counter, noticing that Peggy was looking at me, a look of concern on her face. “Trinity, is something wrong? Where’s Vi?” she asked, looking down the hall toward the back.


“She moved to the new retirement village. I dropped her off there on Tuesday. She said she was ready to retire. I’m not going to lie. It came as a shock, to be honest.”


“Is that what’s got you so down?” 


“No, if she is ready to retire, I say let her. I’m happy for her. What I’m not happy about is the visitor I had last night,” I said, taking a sip of my hot coffee and setting it back down.


“Oh? Is it something I should be worried about?” Peggy asked, taking a sip of her coffee. 


“Not unless you have the same ex I do,” I said, shoving another piece of muffin into my mouth.


“Ex? You have an ex?” Peggy questioned, looking at me with big, rounded brown eyes. 


“Unfortunately, I do. I know most people around here think I’m just some book-loving spinster, but I did date someone a long time ago.” 

Peggy couldn’t help but start to laugh at my choice of words. “What happened?” Peggy sat back in the chair, getting comfortable, waiting for my story. 


“The usual, girl meets boy, girl falls for boy, and then boy runs off and joins the western version of the circus.”


Peggy couldn’t help but laugh again. “Trinity what are you talking about.” 


I blew out a breath and sat down in the chair across from her. “Thomas Jenkins happened. We were supposed to get married at the end of the summer after we graduated high school. He was going through a real rocky period with his father at the time. I remember it like it was yesterday. We were having breakfast at The Crispy Biscuit, and he ran into a man who used to work for his father. He had left to join the rodeo, and he had invited Thomas to come down to Darling Ranch to check it out. Without me knowing, he went later that day. That night he dropped the bomb that he was leaving Willow Valley.”


“Thomas Jenkins? As in William Jenkins’ son?”

“That would be him.” I nodded.  


“So, he left for good? He left his parents behind?” 


“Yep, Mr. Jenkins was always busy with the ranch. Betty used to come and have tea with Aunt Vi often after he’d left. She’d always ask about me, but I did my best to keep my distance. I was hurt enough.” 


“So, you mean after all these years he never came back?” 


“Oh, he did, once, maybe twice over the years. I followed his career for a little while after he left, and I know for a fact that he was here for his mother’s funeral or at least he had come into town when she died. I never did see him at her funeral, so perhaps he didn’t go. I just heard it from some of the others around town. I assume he came into town, had a fight with his father, and left again. After that, I never heard anything about him. He certainly never tried to find me, until now.” 


“And how did he do in his career?”


I shrugged. “He did well, but I had to stop watching after a while. He was gone, and it was unhealthy to sit and wonder about someone who you knew wasn’t coming back. Besides, when he left, along with him he took my heart. I couldn’t allow him to take more than that.”


Peggy was silent. She just sat there staring at me for a bit, nodding in understanding. “I’m sorry. If I had of known, I would have lied and told him that the store had closed or something. I figured he was here to see Vi, since he only mentioned her.” 


I shrugged. “It’s all right. You wouldn’t have known. Anyways when he showed up here last night, it shocked the hell right out of me. I didn’t know what to say. He, of course, acted as if everything was normal between the two of us. I just wanted him to leave. I couldn’t even look at him without every feeling I ever had for him rushing right back into me. I had to do whatever it took to protect myself, so I told him to just take a book and go.” 


“What happened?” 


“Exactly what I figured would happen. He took the book and left.”  I shrugged. “He hasn’t changed. He’s still running.” 


“Who’s still running.” 

Both Peggy and I jumped at the sound of a man’s voice behind us. I turned and looked toward the door to see Thomas standing there, holding the book he must have taken last night in his hand. 


I swallowed hard as I looked at the man I’d been in love with my entire life. He leaned up against the door, wearing perfectly fitted jeans, a blue plaid shirt that brought out his eyes. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, exposing his muscular forearms, and he held his hat in his large, rough hands. Large, rough hands that I’d kill to have hold me once again. I swallowed hard. 


 
 
S.L. Sterling was born and raised in southern Ontario. She now lives in Northern Ontario Canada and is married to her best friend and soul mate and their two dogs. 
An avid reader all her life, S.L. Sterling dreamt of becoming an author. She decided to give writing a try after one of her favorite authors launched a course on how to write your novel. This course gave her the push she needed to put pen to paper and her debut novel “It Was Always You” was born. 
 
When S.L. Sterling isn’t writing or plotting her next novel she can be found curled up with a cup of coffee, blanket and the newest romance novel from one of her favorite authors on her e-reader. Her favorite authors include Kendall Ryan, Vi Keeland, Penelope Ward, Lauren Blakely, Alessandra Torre and Willow Winters. 
 
In her spare time, she enjoys camping, hiking, sunny destinations, spending quality time with family and friends and of course reading.
 
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Title: Memories of the Past
Series: Willow Valley Book #1
Author: S.L. Sterling
Genre: Small Town, Second Chance Romance
Release Date: October 11, 2022
Thomas was the love of my life, or he was supposed to be. Instead, he became the guy who broke my heart, crushed my spirit, the last guy I ever dated, and the reason I never wanted to date again.

All this, I decided at seventeen, right after we graduated, which coincided with the day he left. He had his truck packed. We’d talked about running off together, eloping. Instead, Thomas explained he was leaving, joining the rodeo, and I could come if I wanted.

If I wanted!

I thought we shared a dream, but it didn’t include running off to join the western equivalent of a circus. Not with him. Not with anyone. I knew better.

So, he left, and I decided to make a life on my own.

I spent the next few months learning all I could about the small bookstore my aunt owned. I gradually took over as she aged, until one morning she woke and announced that she was ready to retire. She had picked a retirement community nearby, she wanted to relax, sleep in and hang out with the old people, like herself.

I’d begun to clean up the place, sorting through boxes of books she’d packed away and began setting them out. I’d let people make me an offer since I was short on space. That was when Thomas appeared. His father had passed, and the community was buzzing with rumors that he had returned to sell the property.

He’d come in looking for a good read or so he claimed. Instead I shoved a book at him and told him to take it. I hoped I’d never see him again, but I was wrong. He returned, with the book, his note told me to read the book and I’d understand. So, I read it, and I understood nothing.

It was Aunt Vi’s diary. She too had never stopped pining for a cowboy who left her behind.

Maybe he thought he was saving me. Perhaps I missed what I was supposed to understand all together. All I knew was that I didn’t want to face him. One look at him told me it would be all to easy to fall into those strong arms again and I knew I still loved him, even if he didn’t love me in return.


 
 
S.L. Sterling was born and raised in southern Ontario. She now lives in Northern Ontario Canada and is married to her best friend and soul mate and their two dogs. 
An avid reader all her life, S.L. Sterling dreamt of becoming an author. She decided to give writing a try after one of her favorite authors launched a course on how to write your novel. This course gave her the push she needed to put pen to paper and her debut novel “It Was Always You” was born. 
 
When S.L. Sterling isn’t writing or plotting her next novel she can be found curled up with a cup of coffee, blanket and the newest romance novel from one of her favorite authors on her e-reader. Her favorite authors include Kendall Ryan, Vi Keeland, Penelope Ward, Lauren Blakely, Alessandra Torre and Willow Winters. 
 
In her spare time, she enjoys camping, hiking, sunny destinations, spending quality time with family and friends and of course reading.
 
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Title: Memories of the Past

Series: Willow Valley Book #1
Author: S.L. Sterling
Genre: Small Town, Second Chance Romance
Release Date: October 11, 2022
Cover Design: Thunderstruck Cover Design

Thomas was the love of my life, or he was supposed to be. Instead, he became the guy who broke my heart, crushed my spirit, the last guy I ever dated, and the reason I never wanted to date again.

All this, I decided at seventeen, right after we graduated, which coincided with the day he left. He had his truck packed. We’d talked about running off together, eloping. Instead, Thomas explained he was leaving, joining the rodeo, and I could come if I wanted.

If I wanted!

I thought we shared a dream, but it didn’t include running off to join the western equivalent of a circus. Not with him. Not with anyone. I knew better.

So, he left, and I decided to make a life on my own.

I spent the next few months learning all I could about the small bookstore my aunt owned. I gradually took over as she aged, until one morning she woke and announced that she was ready to retire. She had picked a retirement community nearby, she wanted to relax, sleep in and hang out with the old people, like herself.

I’d begun to clean up the place, sorting through boxes of books she’d packed away and began setting them out. I’d let people make me an offer since I was short on space. That was when Thomas appeared. His father had passed, and the community was buzzing with rumors that he had returned to sell the property.

He’d come in looking for a good read or so he claimed. Instead I shoved a book at him and told him to take it. I hoped I’d never see him again, but I was wrong. He returned, with the book, his note told me to read the book and I’d understand. So, I read it, and I understood nothing.

It was Aunt Vi’s diary. She too had never stopped pining for a cowboy who left her behind.

Maybe he thought he was saving me. Perhaps I missed what I was supposed to understand all together. All I knew was that I didn’t want to face him. One look at him told me it would be all to easy to fall into those strong arms again and I knew I still loved him, even if he didn’t love me in return.

 

© 2022 by S.L. Sterling (Unedited and Subject to Change)

 

“Well, I certainly wasn’t expecting you.” I said, my tone low. 

 

Trinity stood there, not saying anything. She looked up at me, then looked down to the casserole dish she held in her hands as if she’d forgotten what it was and why she was holding it. 

 

“What’s that?” I questioned, trying to glance at what was inside.

 

“Oh, um, I just thought…. well…I brought you this.” She said slowly raising the dish and holding it out for me to take. 

 

I rubbed my hands together, “I sure hope it’s your chicken and broccoli casserole, it’s my favorite.” I reached out to take the casserole dish from her and lifted the lid. “I had one the other night from some lady my mom knew but it didn’t hold a candle to the one you make.” 

 

“Nope, not my chicken and broccoli casserole. It’s Aunt Vi’s chicken and dumplings.” She smiled. 

 

Instantly I felt my stomach turn, as I got a whiff of the contents. My mind instantly went to the last time I’d had it, remembering the upset stomach I’d had for days afterward. It had never been my favorite dish, even the one my mother made, and as far as I remembered Trinity knew it.  

 

“Did you want to come in? It would be nice to have company while I eat.” I said, swallowing hard, thoughts of eating chunky paste like balls of mushy flour.  

 

I almost smiled when I took a look at the scared look on her fac, it was almost as if I’d asked her to do something against the law. I leaned up against the post and waited for her answer not saying anything. I planned to do whatever it took to keep her there, so if that meant chowing down on soggy flour then I’d do it. I wanted us to get past whatever anger, hate, and bad memories we needed to, so we could hopefully get back to normal. 

 

“Oh, you haven’t eaten yet?” She questioned, glancing at her watch.

 

“No, I wasn’t hungry earlier, but suddenly I’m starving, and this…this looks delicious.” I said, almost choking on my own words. “Besides the house it too quiet to eat, so how about it Trinity? Will you join me?”

 

“Oh, where is Lyle?” She asked looking around. 

 

“He went into town; said he was going to have a couple drinks with one of the hands from Darling Ranch.”

 

I watched as she looked back to her car. I could only imagine what was going through her mind. Was she wondering if she could run back to it and leave without me noticing. 

 

“I’ll…I’ve just got to grab my purse.” She said, turning back toward her car.

 

“Trinity, I don’t think you need to worry about your purse way out here.” I said climbing the stairs and holding the front door open for her. “There’s no one around for a few miles at least.”

 

I saw a slight smile on her lips, and she nodded, “Oh of course. Silly me.” She said swallowing hard. 

 

“Come on in.” I said, still holding the door for her. 

 

She stood there for a second and then climbed the three stairs, and walked past me into the house, stepping out of the way so I too could get inside. She stood just inside the door, glancing around and was about to follow me to the kitchen when she suddenly stopped and bent down to untie her shoes. 

 

“Don’t worry about your shoes, just come on into the kitchen.” I said leading the way and pulling out a chair for her to sit on.  I placed the still warm casserole dish down on the counter and grabbed a plate and glass from the cupboard.  “Want anything to eat or drink?” I asked. 

 

“Oh, No thank you. I already ate.” 

 

“You’re sure?” I questioned as I dished some of the chicken and dumplings onto the plate, the look of them already making me nauseous. “These look delicious.”

 

“Yes, I am good, thanks.”

 

 “Okay, If you say so.” I said taking a glance at her as I poured myself a glass of milk and carried both the plate and glass over to the table. I sat down and reached for the salt and pepper, shaking the contents of both shakers over my plate.  

 

“You’ll have to let me know how they are.” Trinity said watching my every move. “It’s been a hot minute since I made them.” She smiled as she watched me sink my fork into the mess on my plate.

 

I looked at the gooey contents that hung off my fork and took a breath, then brought the full fork up to my mouth.  Why did it have to be chicken and dumplings? Of all the things she could have made, this was what she brought. I took the fork and placed it in my mouth, my gag reflex working almost instantly. Just before I swallowed, I picked up the glass of milk and drank some back, it was the only way to get the food down. 

 

“It’s great.” I lied, my mouth still partially full.

 

“Oh good. That means I followed Aunt Vi’s recipe perfectly.” She smiled. “I was worried they wouldn’t turn out.”

 

I smiled back, sinking my fork into the soggy mess on my plate and bringing another forkful up to my mouth. “How is Vi?” I questioned, doing whatever I could to avoid placing this food in my mouth.

 

“Good. She’s doing well. I just moved her to the retirement facility that was just built on the outskirts of Willow Valley.” 

 

I could feel the sweat begin to trickle down my forehead and wiped my brow with the sleeve of my shirt before taking another bite, followed by a mouthful of milk. I couldn’t help but wonder how much more torture I was going to have to endure, how much more of this I was going to have to eat.

 

“Sure, you don’t want any?” I asked, nodding to my plate. “Feels a little odd to be the only one eating.”

 

“No, I’m good, I was munching on chicken and vegetables while I made it.”

 

It was the moment that I caught sight of her lip twitching as her eyes danced at my question. Was she actually enjoying watching me suffer as I ate this mess? I wondered, as I wiped my brow again, this time with my napkin.

 

Shoving another forkful into my mouth my stomach churned. There was so much flour, and I seriously didn’t know how much more I would be able to eat. I had barely put a dent into what sat on my plate, and my stomach was already turning. With my hand shaking I brought another mouthful up to my lips. 

 

“All right! That’s enough.” Trinity said standing up. 

 

“What?” I asked, shocked at her outburst. 

 

“Do you want to die?” She said, ripping the fork from my hand and dropping it down onto my plate. “You’ll end up with heartburn for days on end you silly man.”

 
 
S.L. Sterling was born and raised in southern Ontario. She now lives in Northern Ontario Canada and is married to her best friend and soul mate and their two dogs. 
An avid reader all her life, S.L. Sterling dreamt of becoming an author. She decided to give writing a try after one of her favorite authors launched a course on how to write your novel. This course gave her the push she needed to put pen to paper and her debut novel “It Was Always You” was born. 
 
When S.L. Sterling isn’t writing or plotting her next novel she can be found curled up with a cup of coffee, blanket and the newest romance novel from one of her favorite authors on her e-reader. Her favorite authors include Kendall Ryan, Vi Keeland, Penelope Ward, Lauren Blakely, Alessandra Torre and Willow Winters. 
 
In her spare time, she enjoys camping, hiking, sunny destinations, spending quality time with family and friends and of course reading.
 
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By DANIELLE SIBARIUM

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 Contemporary Romance | Military Romance

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Jagger Evans is an egotistical, chauvinistic misogynist. And I want him with every breath.

One minute this strong, stubborn soldier is warm and tender melting my panties along with my heart, the next everything changes. With a look he has me burning hotter than the sun, and a single touch causes my insides to spontaneously combust. I hate how he teases and tempts me when he’s so off limits. I’m torn between what my heart wants and what my head tells me. This man is hot. This man is sinful. I don’t know if I can risk trusting him.

Allie’s got me hanging on by a thread. A tiny, thin, unraveling thread. What she doesn’t realize is I’m too hard-headed and stubborn to walk away. Whether she likes it or not, she will be warming my sheets and molding my mattress. Whether she likes it or not, Allie is mine.

 About Danielle Sibarium

Author of YA & NA romance. Danielle grew up in Brooklyn, New York. Throughout her childhood, she transported herself into a fantasy world full of magic and wonder. Books were the gateway between her play world and reality. On any given summer afternoon she became Snow White sweeping and cooking for the dwarfs, or Cinderella waiting for the prince.

In 2004 Danielle won Honorable Mention in the Southern Heat contest. In 2007 she collaborated with Charlotte Doreen Small to write songs for her CD More. Danielle wrote the lyrics for Take My Hand, and Goodbye, while Charlotte contributed the melody.

Danielle graduated from Fairleigh Dickinson University with honors, and currently resides in New Jersey with her husband and three children.

In October 2011 Danielle’s debut novel For Always was released. She has since released The Heart Waves Trilogy, Heart Waves, Breaking Waves, and Waves of Love, as well as To My Hero: A Blog of Our Journey Together, Into You, and Regret Me Not.

Danielle on writing- “I write because if I didn’t my soul would shrivel up and die! And I love to fall in love!”

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Have you ever had the feeling that someone or something is watching you?
That eerie sensation that causes a chill to skitter down your spine, the hairs at the back of your neck to rise.
The innate instinct that you are not alone?
Delilah never expected to be on the receiving end of these sensations for so long.
Friendly with everyone while still feeling at a distance, no one would have a reason to stalk her.
Right?
No one would have a reason to punish her mistakes.
Wrong.
Someone is messing with Delilah.
Popular and kind, it’s easy for someone unhinged to become consumed, obsessed.
Either that or she has a severe ghost infestation.
Could it be a coincidence that the strange happenings only start when her new friend and her shady brother with a controlling streak move to town?
Paranoia can be your worst enemy.

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Twelve countries. Twelve men. Twelve million dollars!

The game of reality TV hasn’t been an easy road for former Hollywood A-Lister, Deacon Brady, but he’s playing to win. 

This time in Salzburg, Austria …

When a global pandemic forces the entire cast and crew into lockdown, things get complicated. For the first time in television history, Tainted Love goes live online, making the game interactive and oh so interesting. 

Former Navel Officer, Fynn, is the next bachelor in a long line trying to capture Deacon’s heart. The catch— he’s never even heard of Deacon Brady, so Fynn doesn’t give a damn about the competition. 

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Just when Deacon thought he’d seen and heard it all, the show’s producer, Dante, does what he does best, and drops yet another plot twist. It wouldn’t be good reality TV without a little drama … or a lot! 

Has Deacon Brady finally met his match?

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We are the dead. The devils. Monsters under the bed for our enemies. But each of us has been looking for a queen to rule beside us at the top of our bloody empire, and we will stop at nothing to claim her. Nuestra sangre pertenece a la Reina.
My brothers and I aren’t related by blood, but we learned a long time ago that water is thicker. We share everything: our battles, our lives, and our hearts. We are one, Tres diablos, and we stand at the top of the La Muerte Family.
We have everything we could ever hope for: money, power, and no one can touch us. Until I met Princessa. She walked into our club with a bat on her shoulders and a crazy smile on her face. The first swing took out priceless bottles of liquor. The second was against a man pointing a gun in her face.
And the third guaranteed she’d belong to us.
Any woman crazy enough to seek revenge for stepping on her shoe was crazy—just the sort of crazy we’d been looking for. My brothers and I agreed when we met the woman meant for us, I’d claim her first, train her, and show her the ropes, and I’ve never wanted to break anyone more than her.
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Title: Immortal Throne
Author: J.C. McKenzie & Harper A. Brooks
Genre: Urban Fantasy
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Publication Date: June 30th, 2022
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Blurb:

When I find out I have less than a year to live, the last thing I want to do is take up some birthright left by my estranged father. Or have anything to do with the giant, muscled jackass on a motorcycle who delivered the message.  

But it looks like my bucket list will have to wait. 

Not only does Hell exist, but I’m actually half demon and next in line to rule the Underworld. To take my rightful place on the throne, I’ll have to go through a series of deadly challenges, fight terrible monsters, and make incredible sacrifices.  

Will it be worth it? Absolutely. Because winning means the ultimate prize.  

My life back.

I’m not the only one who wants the crown, though, and my new enemies are devilish in the worst possible ways.  

They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” and not only am I going to live… 

I’m going to rule. 

Travel to Hell and back in this action-packed and uniquely fiery urban fantasy by bestselling authors J. C. McKenzie and Harper A. Brooks! 1-click today! 

**Immortal Throne is a standalone.**

Harper A. Brooks lives in a small town on the New Jersey shore. Even though classic authors have always filled her bookshelves, she finds her writing muse drawn to the dark, magical, and romantic. But when she isn’t creating entire worlds with sexy shifters or legendary love stories, you can find her either with a good cup of coffee in hand or at home snuggling with her furry, four-legged son, Sammy.

She writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance.

RONE Award Winner

USA TODAY Bestselling Author

International Bestselling Author

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J. C. McKenzie is a book loving, gumboot-wearing, unapologetic science geek. She predominantly writes urban fantasy and post-apocalyptic dystopian fantasy with strong romantic elements. When she’s not spinning tales, she’s in the classroom sharing her passion for science and mathematics while secretly warping the young impressionable minds of our future to carry out her evil plans for world domination. She lives in the Pacific Northwest with her family and a feisty dog named Angus who believes rules were made to be broken.

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TRAILER REVEAL

1 AUGUST 2021

Multi Author series proudly brought to you by:

 

Susan Horsnell –       Prequel & Book 2

Imogene Nix –          Book 3

Lilliana Rose –           Book 4

Suzi Love –                Book 5

D’Ann Lindun –         Book 6

Gemma Arlington –  Book 7

Michelle Heron      Book 8

Aleisha Maree –        Book 9

Rebecca Barber –     Book 10

Vi Summers –           Book 11

J.O Mantel –             Book 12

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