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Ceridwen Gault—mage whose life has turned upside down.

Her powers are now so overused she can’t access them, Ceri finds out the identity of the father of her son from a powerful ally. That’s helpful, since she never knew his name or appearance. But now she has to deal with rapid-fire attacks on herself and her family while trying to maintain a façade of normalcy and retain her job.

As it all comes to a decisive fight, she discovers that with the help of her almost-boyfriend, Nick, she’s able to free Goblins from their enslavement without draining her powers again.

Things just keep getting crazier and crazier for Ceri. She’s hanging on for the ride at this point, hoping to salvage her sanity. And maybe get to know Nick a little better. **wink**

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Terrifying foes. Wise mentors. Creatures whose blood grants magical powers…

Dragons have captured the imagination for generations, fascinating stories of conflict and struggle. Fall under the spell of stories woven to keep the wrath of a giant wym in check… revel in astounding worlds filled with dangerous adventures and flashes of laughter and resourceful heros and heroines.

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CALL OF MAGIC

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Featuring stories by:

Maggie Alabaster

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Dora Blume

Margo Bond Collins

Faedra Rose

Cate Cassidy

R. L. Caulder

Jude Cocaigne

C. L. Coffey

Ariel Dawn

Tia Didmon

Elizabeth Dunlap

Anna Edwards

Faera Fenix

Poppy Flynn

Tina Glasneck

K. Gorman

Jarica James

Finley Jameson

Leigh Kelsey

Zelda Knight

Angela Kulig

Nikki Landis

N. R. Larry

Ember Lawless

A.J. Macey

M.J. Marstens

Claire Marta

Stacey Jaine McIntosh

K.M. McKenna

Jennifer M. Miller

Morgan Jane Mitchell

LJ Night

Helena Novak

Naomi Panthera

Kat Parrish

Krystal Pena

Joe Quackenboss

Maya Riley

Kira Roman

Lavinia Roseknight

Karine Saint Jacques

Silvana G. Sánchez

Angela Sanders

DJ Shaw

Avery Song

Rosalie Stone

Crimson Syn

Bex Taylor

Marley Tobin

Suki Williams

Aria Winter

Harper Wylde

Jenn D. Young

A.C. Wilds

J.D. Woolf

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When power beckons, anyone can answer. Let the call of magic charm you!

Curses and hexes haunt the worlds of the witches, werewolves, dragons, vampires and the hunters who stalk them in the night. Fall under the spell of these fantasy, urban fantasy, and paranormal romance stories by over 50 New York Times,

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Aaron. Noah. Perry.
Witches in a Mortal world.
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Every family has their secrets, but not every family are witches!
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What will become of the Pogue brothers?
Will they be brought back together in time to fight Evil?

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Pelasgus has awoken.

Actions have consequences and two witches are left dead.

Trapped in Limbo, has evil finally put an end to the Pogue Brother’s?

A glimpse into the past connects Ancient Babylon to Treadwell.

The Romani continue to struggle with demons that come in the form of family.

And as a new evil rises, Rafaela finds herself at a loss.

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Title: The Lost Link
Author: Michelle Bryan
Genre: Fae Fantasy
Cover Designer: Gombar Sanja
Editor: Rebecca Jaycox
Publisher: Harris Publishing
Publication Date: March 23rd, 2020
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I die every night in my dreams.
 Add to that the hallucinations of people I’ve never met and creatures that don’t exist, and you can see why I don’t work well with others. People usually steer clear of weirdos that can’t tell reality from illusion.
That all changed the day a dragon attacked. Yup, you heard me.   A real-life, smoke breathing dragon hunted me down in the middle of a school day. I only escaped because I jumped through a fire portal into a realm of magic. No biggie, right?   
When I thought things couldn’t get any worse, I meet him. The Fae Prince. Eyes of jade, ebony hair, and a smile that made my knees weak. Too bad he was my mortal enemy sent to finish what the dragon started.
Now faced with parallel worlds, a daring rescue plan, and an evil queen bent on taking over the universe, only one thing is for certain.
I’m in way over my head.
 
Michelle Bryan is a USA Today Bestselling author. She resides in Nova Scotia, Canada with her three favorite guys; her hubby, son, and fur baby, Garbage.
She is a huge fan of The Walking Dead and Game of Thrones, and never misses an episode. She also believes every day should consist of reading, writing, chocolate, and coffee-not necessarily in that order.
Author of The Crimson Legacy Trilogy and The Bixby Series. You can find out more about her books by visiting her website at http://www.michellebryanauthor.com/ or follow her on Goodreads or Facebook.
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Bish ran a weary hand over his wrinkled cheek. “This will be very difficult for you to understand, Jette girl, but everything you see is very real. We are no longer in Contigo Springs. We are no longer in the world you know.”
    “No longer in the world I know? What the hell does that even mean?” I stared at Bish in bewilderment before my panicked brain provided another explanation. “Wait. I get it.” I shook a finger at Bish as laughter bubbled in my chest. “This is a prank, isn’t it? You set this up. I’m on candid camera.” The laughter escaped. “Good one, Bish. Okay camera dudes,” I cupped my hand to my mouth and yelled into the trees. “You can come out now. I’m onto you.”
    A hand grabbed my arm and pinched tight with a surprisingly strong grip. “Stop yelling. We’re in the middle of Dagger Woods. There are things in Dagger Woods you do not want to attract the attention of.”
   “Like what?” I asked.
   Her eyes darted over my shoulder and grew wide as her face paled.
   “Like that!”
   I turned and followed her pointing finger. I really wish I hadn’t.
   The dragon-wolf thingy was there. Same one? Different one? I didn’t know. And right now my terror didn’t care. It stood upright on its hind legs; its large wings folded neatly across its back. It was big…maybe seven feet or more. The black scales flecked with blue, glistened wetly in spots where the sun broke through the dead trees. Its yellow eyes, spaced wide across its long snout full of blades, studied us with a malevolence that I could feel deep into my bones. It wasn’t like one of those ugly dogs that turned out to be friendly and just misunderstood, stories. Nope. There was no misunderstanding this thing’s intent.
    “Morqual,” Bish breathed over my shoulder and my own breath caught in my throat.
     “Tell me that’s Latin for run,” I squeaked.
      Bishop glanced at the tiny girl. “Can you…”
      “No. The portal took all that I have. I can’t fight it.”
       “Give me the wielder.” The voice was hoarse, guttural. Every bit of skin erupted in goosebumps as terror fizzled in my gut and quickly spread to the rest of me. The damn thing spoke. Just like my dream.
       “Bish?” I squeaked in fear as the beast stomped our way, the ground shaking under our feet.
     “Run.”
     Even as Bishop’s affirmation fell from his lips, my butt was already making a break for the gnarled clump of trees farthest away from where the beast stood. My thought process at the moment; get as far away from that thing as I could.
     Branches tore at my clothes as I hurtled through the forest, scratching at my face and bringing tears to my eyes. Sweat mingled with the tears, stinging my eyes and blurring my vision. I scrubbed them away with my fist, not slowing my stride. Crying was not an option when you were running for your life.
     Heart in mouth, I kept running. By the time I stumbled out of the thorny trees and into a clearing of stunted, brown grass, I’d felt like I’d been severely whipped by with a cat o’nine tails and I suddenly knew why this stupid place was called Dagger woods.
      Taking a quick glance behind me to ensure I wasn’t in immediate danger, I allowed myself a few moments to nurse the stitch in my side. Doubled over I gulped air into my empty lungs. No dragon on my tail. Good. But no Bish or sprite girl either. Not good. I’d lost them both in my mad dash through these damn trees. Great. Just effin’ great. Lost and alone in some weird hallucination. Dream? Whatever was going on here. And being chased by a mythical creature. I needed to get out of my own head right now.
    Reaching on instinct for the bag that was always attached to my back, I cussed softly as I came up empty. Dammit. I left the stupid thing back at the dojo. My backpack with all my medications. So not good. I had two choices. Get back to the dojo as fast as I could or find the nearest pharmacy. Without my pills to calm me down this hallucination was going to drive me straight over the edge and I couldn’t afford another trip to the loony bin.
    Snap.
    A tiny squeal dropped from my lips as a fresh rush of adrenaline flooded my body and my muscles clenched in alarm. I whirled on the shadow teasing my peripheral, fists raised. My heart pounding in my throat, I prepared to face the smoke-blowing beast. Instead I came face to face with the sword wielding, swarthy dude haunting Contigo High’s hallway this morning. Had it just been this morning? Seemed like it was a week ago. Shit, I was losing track of time.
    Unlike my early morning vision of him, Zorro appeared fully fleshed out this time. His dark hair was cropped tight to his head, with a hairline that dipped into a widow’s peak. His golden skin was bronzed darker across the planes of his face—high cheekbones chiseled by the gods, strong jaw, straight nose. Dark fringed eyes so emerald green it looked like he was wearing a pair of cheap colored contacts.
On his hip a long, broad sword hung, his hand lightly touching the red hilt, and his sleeves pushed up over forearms tanned and corded with muscle. His hands and arms were covered in markings, etched both with scars and tattoos. Beautiful as he was, he was forbidding and scary, and a chill encapsulated my whole body.
I found myself drawn back to those eyes. Luminous, mesmerizing and achingly beautiful, they drew me in like a moth to a flame. I think I even took a couple of steps closer before the jolt of electricity in my wrist brought me to my senses. My birthmark caught aflame and buzzed over my skin in response to his presence, no doubt. Every single nerve ending reacted, from my toes to the roots of my hair. Pulling me toward him like I was some old nail and he was giant magnet. What the hell was happening here?
     My brain yelled at me to run, but did I listen? No. I took another step closer. I couldn’t help myself even though my gut was telling me this man equated danger. Just as dangerous as the beast I was running from.
    Then Zorro grinned. A thousand-watt smile emphasized with deep dimples in both stubbled cheeks and I rooted in place like I’d just stepped in quicksand. I still wasn’t sure where ‘here’ was, but they had a hell of a dentistry service from the look of those teeth. Man coulda made a killing doing toothpaste commercials, for sure.
     The hand holding the hilt of the massive sword relaxed its grip, and I breathed a little easier. Okay. He obviously didn’t consider me a threat. Good to know he wasn’t about to lop my head off.  I lowered my fists as he crossed his arms and my gaze jumped from the tats to the broad chest and wide shoulders. My eyes dropped lower, down to the narrow waist emphasized by the sword sheath hanging low on his hips, and muscled thighs encased in tight pants. Denim? Leather? I wasn’t sure. What I did know was that he filled ‘em out damn fine.
     “Hello, Bridjette. It’s good to see you too.”
    His smooth voice glided over me with the softness of a silk sheet, and gave my goosebumps, goosebumps. The way he emphasized see, however, told me he was well aware of where my eyes were situated right now. Heat infused my cheeks and I yanked my gaze back to his amused face.
     A million questions banged around my brain, but my tongue refused to utter a single one. It stayed stuck to the roof of my mouth as I swallowed a dozen times trying to unstick it. His eyes alit with green fire stared into mine, so intent a heated blush encompassed my entire body and my knees weakened. I swear I could feel the charisma oozing from his damn pores. Was he putting a spell on me or something? Finally, I managed to croak, “You can’t be real.” Closing my eyes, I released a pent-up breath, blowing the hair plastered to my forehead. “None of this is real, Jette. You need to find the closest pharmacy else the next article of clothing you’ll be rocking will be a straitjacket.”
    “What’s a pharmacy?”     
    His question bounced about the clearing. Had I said that out loud?
     “A pharmacy. You know, a store where they sell drugs….never mind.” I waved a hand in dismissal. “Why am I bothering explaining to someone who isn’t real.”
My fine-ass hallucination’s smile dropped away abruptly as a crease formed between his dark brows.
    “You don’t believe I’m real?”
     I snorted. “Oh trust me, I’d love for you to be real, but my luck doesn’t run that way. I’m in the middle of a psychotic breakdown and boy, it’s a doozy.”   
     It took just two strides for him to span the distance between us. He was so close now I could smell the smoky, pine scent emanating from him. Olfactory hallucinations. Great. I was probably about to have a seizure or something. I gasped out loud as he grabbed my wrist and the current fizzling between us intensified like I’d just stuck a knife into an electrical outlet. His face hovered so close to mine the heat from it practically seared my skin, and my physical awareness of him made me feel panicky.
    “Haven’t you ever heard of personal space, dude?” I muttered uneasily as I tried to back away, but his grip was ironclad.
     He placed my hand flat against his chest. The steady rhythm thudded against my palm.
    “Maybe this will convince you I’m real.” His voice sounded sincere, but I caught the mischievous twinkle in his eye.
     It worked. He felt real. So did the rock-hard pecs my fingers were now touching as my second hand joined the first. I continued my perusal up his chest and down his equally impressive biceps. I gave the right one an extra squeeze for good measure. Oh yeah. That felt damn real.
     “How is this possible?” I whispered as my exploring fingers migrated to his face, under their own control. I couldn’t stop touching him now even if I wanted to. The softness of his whiskers surprised me as I moved up his cheeks and boinked him on the nose with a fingertip.
     “Okay, I think we’ve ascertained I’m tangible,” he grunted as he grabbed the finger hitting his nose.
     “You’re real.” I repeated in awe as a grin lit my face. “You’re damn, effin’ real!”
     My laughter joined with his. He was real. I wasn’t imagining this whole thing. A bark of relief escaped my lips. Maybe I haven’t gone over the edge. Not completely anyway.
    The laughter quickly tapered off as another realization finally hit. “If you’re real then that means…”
    “Yes. The morqual is as well. That’s why it’s imperative you come with me now. We need to flee before it senses us.”
     He engulfed my hand once more in his and pulled gently, but I resisted by digging in my heels.
     “Hold on there, Zorro. I didn’t just fall off a turnip truck. Well… maybe I did. Maybe I got run over by one and I’m really dead and this is purgatory, but I’m still not going anywhere with you, even if you are retina-burning hot. I don’t even know who you are.”
     His amusement died away, replaced by a flash of irritation.
“Bridjette, we don’t have time for this. I’ll answer all your questions as soon as we are safe.”
 “Then we make time, Zorro. Like I said, I’m not going anywhere with you until you tell me your name. And how the hell does everyone in this weird place know mine.”
     The irritation was quickly overcome by amusement again.
   “And if I said my name was Zorro?”
    “Then I’d call bullshit on that. I want the truth, bro.”
    He grinned, his dimples deepening.
    “Very well. As stubborn as I remember. And yes. I remember you. We know each other. Or did as children.”
“Bullshit again.”
“It’s very true.”
     I stabbed my index finger into his chest. “Yah see, I’m finding thar story hard to swallow. I don’t remember meeting you at all or ever being in….” I spread my hands wide in the air, “Sherwood Forest here. And I sure as shootin’ heck would have remembered you.”
    I left out the part where I’ve hallucinated his face a hundred times over the past few months. He didn’t need to know that part.
     He did an impressive eye roll that would have done Lexa Buttface proud. “Very well. If you insist on playing this game. I have heard that being in the other realms for too long plays havoc with one’s memory. My name is not Zorro. It’s Starke.”
     I arched a brow as a tiny grin lifted a corner of my mouth. “Starke? Really? As in Iron Man Starke or Game of Thrones Starke?”
     I think he failed to get my sense of humor as his forehead wrinkled in puzzlement. “I don’t know these clans you speak of. My name is Ungar Starke Ryhill, but I prefer to be called Starke.”
Title: Claimed By Magic
Series: Wolf Creek Shifters Book Three
Author: H.R. Savage
Genre: Paranormal Romance (Standalone)
Release Date: May 28, 2019
 

 

 
The scorching final novel of the Wolf Creek Shifters series…
 
Fallon Stone is a lone wolf…and she prefers it that way. Sick of stuffy Alphas telling her what to do, she lives on her own in a tiny Wisconsin town, determined to fight her wolf’s need for a pack. When an egotistical Warlock shows up and tells her she’s in danger, she dismisses him, and his desire, to help. That is, until death shows up to take her down.
 
As the anticipated next leader of his coven, Warlock Aidan Wood always follows the rules. But when a vision shows him the death of a familiar sexy Shifter with gold eyes, he battles with the desire to save her and the laws that have been pounded into his head. It doesn’t help that she wants nothing to do with him.
 
Her impending death is looming, with a threat that goes deeper than either of them imagined. Now, Aidan must choose between what is easy and what is right.
“I like you in this sweater.”

 

She laughed. “I think you like me in anything I wear. Especially if it’s nothing.”

 

“Mmhmm,” he agreed, using his tongue against her skin, paying special attention the area behind her ear. She tilted her head back against him and sighed.

 

“Aidan,” she reprimanded, flipping the pancake to the uncooked side. “I’m cooking. I’m hungry.”

 

“I see that,” he mumbled, then nipped the end of her ear. He pushed her hair away from the back of her neck with one hand and continued his exploration with his mouth. The taste of her skin against his tongue was better than any pancake could ever be.

 

“But we have a problem,” he continued, sliding his hands up the front of the sweater. The flat of her stomach twitched when he trailed his hand over her belly button and she sucked in a breath. “I’m craving something even better than pancakes.”

 

“Nothing is better than pancakes,” she said, her voice light and breathy.

 

“Oh, I beg to differ.” He cupped her breasts in his hands, the rounded globes filling his palms. She dropped the spatula to the counter and gasped when he pinched her nipples. They pebbled between his fingers and he sucked on the skin on her neck.

 

“The food is going to get cold,” she said, still making excuses even though her back arched, pushing her breasts further into his hands. He used one hand to grip her hip and rubbed his rock-hard cock against her.

 

“I don’t care. Come back to bed with me, Fallon.”

 

She groaned, the frustration clear, but she quickly flipped the heat off on the stove and turned in his arms. “You’re insatiable.”

 

Only for you, he thought, but couldn’t voice it. Instead, he captured her lips with his own and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled at his hair. The sharp pain at his scalp made him hiss and bite on her bottom lip. She gasped and leaned back, gazing into his eyes. Those amazing golden irises searched his own, her lips already red from the night before.

 

“But I get it.”

 

 
 

 

Author H.R. Savage (Heather) started reading romance at an age that made her father cringe as she tried to hide the cover behind her hands. Due to the encouragement of her English teachers at her small town school in La Verne, California, her love for the art of writing only grew and blossomed. Now a woman who swears by the power of coffee, Chinese food, and wine (not necessarily in that order), she decided it was time to create stories from the characters in her head. 
 
When Heather isn’t writing, outlining, or pinning pictures of hot ‘character inspirations’ on Pinterest™, she is spending time with her three beautiful children and handsome hubby at their home in San Bernardino, CA.
 
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Alicia Maree – Aroha and Tawhirimatea

Aroha is an Ice Queen. Her destiny, not a choice.

Her power to turn everything frozen, sees her locked in a room for years, for fear of harming her family or friends.

Tawhirimatea is Jack Frost. A man who comes to her rescue in many ways.

Grief, an aunt bent on revenge and a kingdom in crisis.

Can Aroha and Tawhirimatea bring peace to  their realm?

Alicia Peek – Wicked Kisses, Bitter Wishes

There are a few frogs that would love to be kissed by Tia’s lips, but her lips are filled with wickedness.

A bitter wish she made as a child has caused her heart to rot inside.

Mystified by the magic that binds, the darkness lurks in the shadows that cry.

Poisoning Tia’s fragile heart, the darkness’s cruel tricks set to tear her apart.

The man in her dreams could set her free, but is the darkness in her heart willing to bend a knee?

Can true love’s touch break the bitter wish and sail them into moonlight’s bliss

Ally Barnes and Debbie Ann – Poisoned Love

Five years ago, a naïve and young Neve White, fled Oxford with her tail between her legs. Humiliated by the man of her dreams, her soul and self-esteem shattered.

He stole everything from her. Her hopes, her dreams, even her career. Now she returns to where it all began, England.

An older, stronger, more successful version of herself. An acclaimed author ready to start a new chapter in her life.

Only one thing stands in her way, the man who broke her heart – Tristan Prince.

Tristan, suave, sophisticated and hotter than hell. A renowned New York Times and Wall Street Journal bestselling author and worldwide jerk.

Will Neve be able to forgive and forget as she travels through England on her first international book signing? Or will temptation ruin everything she has worked so hard for?

C. Renee – Belle and the Curse of the Rose

Belle’s passion was, and always had been, books. Nothing else really mattered.

Until she received a book so special, it changed the course of her life.

She discovered that not everything in her life was black and white after all.

The magical book opened her up to a world she had never imagined existed.

Prince Stefan and his brother, Henry – the natural heir to the throne, harbored a secret.

One which had the power to change the very future of the royal family as they knew it. Would their secret become known and what would be the consequences?

When Belle and Stefan meet at a palace ball, sparks fly.

They were destined to be together, but would one book and an ancient curse threaten to derail everything?

Will the past consume the future?

Or will true love conquer once and for all?

C.J. Welles – Annabella

Annabella lives in hell with her controlling stepfather and vile stepbrother.

Her life is far from being anything like a fairy tale and a world away from being desirable.

Then, she meets a mysterious man at a Halloween party. A man who is hiding a secret.

Annabella never imagined she would see the man again.

A man who evoked feelings she thought were long forgotten….

But fate had other ideas and her path soon becomes entwined with Elijah’s.

Her life takes an unexpected turn, emotions spiral out of control.

When everything settles, can Annabella rewrite her future?

Or, is a chance for a new life just castles in the air?

Gemma Arlington – Strictly Business

Being forced to live within the strict confines of royal life was never an easy burden for Pippa to bear.

As she grew older, she dreamed of the experiences that ordinary girls got to have.

What happens when she’s handed the opportunity of a six month vacation away from the rules and expectations?

She jumps headlong into the adventure of a lifetime, that’s what.

The chance to explore the wild fantasies that had been consuming her daydreams was more than she could resist.

I mean, what else was a girl to do? You’d do the same wouldn’t you?

 

Heather Guimond – Royal Failure

Princess Alora died two years ago, unbeknownst to the citizens of Aestia.

From her ashes came Lori Rose, a hard-core rocker who’ll never go home again.

Trapped in a world not of my making, where I was forced to play the pretty, perfect princess day in and day out while harboring rock and roll dreams with my best friend, Fleur.

When faced with a chance to escape, we took it and never looked back.

Now, our band, Royal Failure is about to embark on our first nationwide tour with a top ten band. I couldn’t be more thrilled–this won’t only poise us to launch to the top of the charts ourselves, but I get to be right alongside my personal crush, Flip Abernathy, the front man for Joystick. Sparks will fly, but not without igniting the malice of a pop princess.

Not only is my career at stake, but so is my life.

Kay Maree – Bear Illusion

Thorne

It was the sweet scent of Lilacs that drew me in but it was a simple touch that had me submitting to the brilliant blue mating bond that connected me to my Queen.

Our families have bad blood but nothing is strong enough to keep me away.

She is mine, my mate, my female, my Queen.

It was written in the stars long before we were born.

Ivy

Words on paper could never do justice to the man wading through the water, the scent of an unrestrained wildness floats around me making it hard to resist.

I try to fight it and pull back but how can you say no to something that deep down you know will change your fate forever.

I was his Destiny, he became my Fate…

Susan Horsnell, Kay Maree, Aleisha Maree

Luna Blue is a mermaid princess who has dreamt of the surface and humans above since she was a little girl. She knows her fate is somehow entwined with the other world.

Asher is a human prince, dissatisfied with his life and drawn to the peace of the ocean.

When Luna saves Asher from drowning, she realizes this is the man she is fated to be with.

But, how could she survive on the surface without legs?

And, how could he live underwater without being able to breathe?

Penny Blush – The Girl In The Tower

Rae

I have spent my life locked away. I am a prisoner in my own life. My crime, living. My sentence, life without the possibility of parole. Hight above the world in a tower in the middle of the forest is my prison. I am trapped here until the day I die, hoping that someone will save me.

Flick

I have spent my life on a less than straight and narrow path, but if I ever want to get out of this damn kingdom, I need to keep my nose clean. I took a job delivering packages to a recluse living in a tower in the middle of the forest. I thought it was some freak doomsday survivalist. It’s not. There’s a beautiful princess being held captive. Not everything is as it seems, but I do know one thing for sure…… I have to save her.

Susan Horsnell -Pocahontas and the Reluctant Brave

Atalia “Pocahontas” Sweetwater is a savvy lawyer.

She is determined to better the life of her people, particularly the women.

She is loyal to the Howlani Indian tribe and proud of her ancestry.

Her father is Chief, she is a Princess.

Justus ‘Whitecloud’ Rivers is also a talented lawyer.

He is a man who likes to defend white men over Indians.

A man bitter about his past and his half caste ancestry.

A man who wants nothing to do with the Howlani or any other Indian tribe.

Then, he encounters Pocahontas and the world as he knows it is turned upside down.

 

T.J. Spade – Crown of Thieves

Yasmine is a Djinn Princess living a luxurious life in New York City, but when something very precious is stolen from her, she can think of only one way to get it back.

Aiden Quinn is an ultra-sexy businessman with money to burn and a street-hardened past. Luckily for Yasmine, Quinn was also a teenage pickpocket who matured into a debonair conman and art thief.

Hiring a thief to catch a thief seems like an inspired idea until the situation becomes more dangerous than Yasmine could have predicted. With things heating up between her and Quinn, it may not just be her life on the line, it could very well be her heart. And, if Yasmine and Quinn can’t retrieve what was stolen in time, they risk unleashing a terrible power on the world.

Can a thief and a princess become partners in crime, or are they one rogue wish away from forever losing their chance at a happily ever after?

BLURB

A man trapped in darkness.
A woman unable to escape the heartbreak of her past.
And, the magical powers of a Majestic waterfall which brings these two together.

 

Book One in the Midnight Crest Series written by Kay Maree and Aleisha Maree

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KAY MAREE

Hi my name is Kay Maree and I’m a wife, mother of 3 and I love to write Instant Love with twists and turns with a bit of suspense thrown in.

My debut novel is called Angel Mine and was released in early 2017.

I live in Newcastle, on the New South Wales coast of Australia with my husband and three beautiful children.

Between being a taxi for my children, and working full-time, I somehow find the time to write. It’s something I love with a passion and with the encouragement of my very supportive husband, I have accomplished one of my dreams – releasing my first novel.

I hope you fall in love with my characters as much as I have.

I love reading and getting lost in a good book when I manage to snatch five minutes to myself.

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Title: Shadows & Spells (A Havenwood Falls High Novella)
Author: Cameo Renae
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Publication Date: October 12th, 2018
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
Welcome to Havenwood Falls, a small town in the majestic mountains of Colorado. A town where legacies began centuries ago, bloodlines run deep, and dark secrets abound. A town where nobody is what you think, where truths pose as lies, and where myths blend with reality. A place where everyone has a story. Including the high schoolers. This is only but one…
This sequel to Bound by Shadows continues the story of Eris and Rylan.
Rylan Gilles has found a new life in Havenwood Falls. A better one. One with a new pack, a new family, friends, a job, and even a girlfriend. He vows to himself to never allow his past to interfere with his future. But when an enemy of his father, a psychotic shifter named Lars, hunts down and kills his old pack’s alpha, they turn to Rylan to lead and save them.
Eris Blaekthorn has been working on growing her newfound magical powers, and with that has come intense nightmares that feel more like premonitions. Horrifying images of a large, dark shifter ripping Rylan to shreds and killing him plague her dreams. But when she tries to discuss these with Rylan, he shuts her out.
Dead set on keeping his personal vow, Rylan’s determined to handle Lars on his own, but Eris knows where this will end. She hopes he’ll turn to her and his new pack for help, while she fears that he’ll do the opposite. If he faces Lars alone, her nightmares may soon turn to reality. But if he doesn’t, he risks losing everything, including the girl he loves.
This is a Young Adult paranormal tale in the Havenwood Falls High series of Young Adult fantasy stories featuring a variety of supernatural creatures. The series is a collaborative effort by multiple authors. Each book is generally a stand-alone, so you can read them in any order, although some authors will be writing sequels to their own stories. Please be aware when you choose your next read.
USA Today Bestselling author, Cameo Renae, was born in San Francisco, raised in Maui, Hawaii, and now resides with her husband and children in Alaska.
She’s a daydreamer, caffeine and peppermint addict, who loves to laugh, and loves to read to escape reality.
One of her greatest joys is creating fantasy worlds filled with adventure and romance and sharing it with others. It is the love of her family and amazing support of her fans that keeps her going.
One day she hopes to find her own magic wardrobe and ride away on her magical unicorn. Until then…she’ll keep writing!
Happy Reading! Xoxo
Author Links:
Buy Link:
Bound by Shadows
Title: Shadows & Spells (A Havenwood Falls High Novella)
Author: Cameo Renae
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Publication Date: October 12th, 2018
Blurb:
Welcome to Havenwood Falls, a small town in the majestic mountains of Colorado. A town where legacies began centuries ago, bloodlines run deep, and dark secrets abound. A town where nobody is what you think, where truths pose as lies, and where myths blend with reality. A place where everyone has a story. Including the high schoolers. This is only but one…
This sequel to Bound by Shadows continues the story of Eris and Rylan.
Rylan Gilles has found a new life in Havenwood Falls. A better one. One with a new pack, a new family, friends, a job, and even a girlfriend. He vows to himself to never allow his past to interfere with his future. But when an enemy of his father, a psychotic shifter named Lars, hunts down and kills his old pack’s alpha, they turn to Rylan to lead and save them.
Eris Blaekthorn has been working on growing her newfound magical powers, and with that has come intense nightmares that feel more like premonitions. Horrifying images of a large, dark shifter ripping Rylan to shreds and killing him plague her dreams. But when she tries to discuss these with Rylan, he shuts her out.
Dead set on keeping his personal vow, Rylan’s determined to handle Lars on his own, but Eris knows where this will end. She hopes he’ll turn to her and his new pack for help, while she fears that he’ll do the opposite. If he faces Lars alone, her nightmares may soon turn to reality. But if he doesn’t, he risks losing everything, including the girl he loves.
This is a Young Adult paranormal tale in the Havenwood Falls High series of Young Adult fantasy stories featuring a variety of supernatural creatures. The series is a collaborative effort by multiple authors. Each book is generally a stand-alone, so you can read them in any order, although some authors will be writing sequels to their own stories. Please be aware when you choose your next read.
USA Today Bestselling author, Cameo Renae, was born in San Francisco, raised in Maui, Hawaii, and now resides with her husband and children in Alaska.
She’s a daydreamer, caffeine and peppermint addict, who loves to laugh, and loves to read to escape reality.
One of her greatest joys is creating fantasy worlds filled with adventure and romance and sharing it with others. It is the love of her family and amazing support of her fans that keeps her going.
One day she hopes to find her own magic wardrobe and ride away on her magical unicorn. Until then…she’ll keep writing!
Happy Reading! Xoxo
Author Links:
Buy Link:
Bound by Shadows
Shadows & Spells (Pre-Order):