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I Am Eve is that story.”

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I survived the fall of civilization, but I didn’t live… until I met him.
Adam is not a good man. He’s a criminal. A warlord. Someone who takes without asking. He is guarded and cold.
But that’s not all he is. He’s also a father. A leader. A battered soul who refuses to stop fighting.
I’m blind, but I see the real man behind the wounded, world-weary façade, and I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything. His touch sets my skin ablaze. He fills my house with laughter and light, and then leaves me with a gift that might bring life to a dying world.
It seems our love can save… everything.


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“Who are you, Eve?”
His voice fondles my ear, and when he wraps long, wiry arms around my chest and pulls me to him, the fire returns.
“I just sculpt,” I whisper, acutely aware of every part of him that touches me.
“Screams?”
I swallow hard. My breath stutters on the intake. Adam chuckles softly.
“It’s just clay,” I say, my voice faint.
His hands find mine, turn them palms up. His thumb strokes back and forth along the ridged scars. The flames inside rush to where our skin meets, tickling, stinging, teasing and taunting.
“Not in these hands, it isn’t. You make magic happen, girl.”
His strokes become more demanding, rough, pulling at my skin and releasing it. With every scar he touches, memories flare up from when I got them. Every burn. Every cut. Every piece of art I’ve created has left traces on me, and he awakens them all. I’ve poured my life into clay: my fears, my few hopes, the agony this house has lived through, the punishments, laughter, tears, God and the Devil, Mother’s voice, Father’s belt. Everything.
“It’s just earth and water.”
“And you breathe life into it.”
I gasp with the sudden pain when Adam kneads the flesh at the base of my thumb. I have tight knots everywhere. I’m so tense. “Ow.”
He chuckles, then hugs me tighter to him, pushing my hair to one side and resting his cheek against my ear. “Take my scream, and make it yours, Eve. Do your thing,” he whispers.
I nod. My skin is too tight, and I have forgotten how to breathe. My legs feel as if the bones have liquefied. I manage to get up on my feet, then I turn and hold out my hand to him.
“Come.”

Title: Remember My Name
Author: Laurencia Hoffman
Genre: Thriller
Cover Designer: Melissa Stevens at The Illustrated Author Design Services
Publisher: Encompass Ink
Publication Date: September 4th, 2020
Blurb:
Dark and twisted secrets mar Shane Coulter’s skin, and darken his fragile heart. Yet he keeps his nightmarish truth hidden from all those he holds dear with a smart mouth and abrasive attitude.
His first love, Callan Reid, refuses to accept Shane’s tough exterior. Convinced something truly horrific lurks beneath Shane’s defenses, Callan vows to uncover the truth.
But some things are better left buried. As darkness from the past threatens to be brought to light, there are those who would kill to prevent it. Can Callan break down Shane’s walls? Or will digging into the past come with deadly consequences?
Laurencia Hoffman is the author of several novels and novellas and co-author of The Wages of Sin series. She specializes in thrillers but loves to dabble in other genres including horror, fantasy, and romance.
When she’s not writing, she also enjoys making her own line of natural products, satisfying her sweet tooth, and watching films.
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Heaving an exasperated sigh, he stood in the waiting area and listened to the cheesy music. It was just like Troy to be late, leaving Shane to fend for himself in a crowded and uncomfortable area. If they weren’t best friends, he’d be getting a lot of shit for it.
He kept checking his phone, trying to appear busy since some of the patrons were shooting him looks. Shane didn’t own just-in-case clothes, so he didn’t have anything appropriate to wear to a restaurant like this. If he had known, he would have borrowed something from Troy.
Shane didn’t care how he looked most of the time. It wasn’t that he was lazy or didn’t try, but he didn’t care to carter to the judgments of other people. His comfort was the most important thing to him.
His eyes flicked upward to settle on a familiar face. He would have sworn that his eyes were playing tricks on him, yet, when he blinked and returned his gaze to the tall, handsome blond, he was still there.
The blond was laughing and patting one of his friends on the back. Shane didn’t recognize the people he was with.
For a moment, he was frozen. This seemed like a dream, a nightmare, or a hallucination – anything but reality.
And then those sparkling blue hues spotted him, and the blond’s face turned white as a ghost.
“Shane,” he whispered.
Lifting his chin, he looked the man up and down as if he had only just noticed him. “The one and only. How long have you been back, shithead?”
The man’s cheeks flushed pink and he excused himself from his group of friends. As he took a step closer to Shane, Shane took a step back.
“Just a couple of weeks. I’m here for work.”
“Of course you are. I’m not sentimental enough to think that you’d be here for me.” Running his tongue along the front of his teeth, Shane folded his arms.
The older man swallowed hard. “Do you think we could talk outside?”
“Oh, sure. Wouldn’t want your friends to think I ever meant something to you, right?”
The blond gave him a stern look. “That’s not fair.”
Heaving a sigh, he obliged the man by exiting the restaurant and standing to the side of the entrance.
“What the fuck do you want to talk about, Callan? How you broke my heart, and abandoned me, forever tainting my view of love?”
“Did I really?” With a sigh, Callan shook his head. “I thought you might have forgotten me by now.”
“Unfortunately for the both of us, I didn’t.” He wanted to say so much more, like how the six months they had spent together had changed his life in good ways and bad. But he didn’t want to give Callan the satisfaction of knowing just how deeply he’d been affected by their time together. “What’s with the entourage?”
His features brightened, happy with the change in subject. “They’re my colleagues, actually. I’m sure you remember my love of photography.”
“How could I forget?”
“Well, I’m dabbling in journalism now. And I’m able to provide my own pictures.”
“Good for you.” He wanted to grumble something about how he’d never doubted Callan, but thought better of it. “What are you working on?”
“Just a piece about some of my favorite places.” He paused. “I could include you if you want.”
Shane’s first instinct was to say yes. Callan had been his first – and only – adult relationship. At the time, he had been convinced that he would never need anything more, that Callan was the one and only person for him. And when that had fallen apart, he’d been devastated. Did he want to open himself up to the possibility of being hurt like that again?
“Why, because I’m one of your favorite places?”
“Well, of course.”
He rolled his eyes. “A person can’t be a place.”
“They can be if that person is home.”
Shane’s nostrils flared, furious that he had the audacity to say something like that after the way they’d left things. “I don’t think so, Cal. Maybe if we were strangers…”
“Why can’t we be?” he asked in a hushed tone.
“You want a clean slate?”
It was something to consider. In their six months together, Shane had managed to keep all of his secrets, including his health. He had fallen hard, and fast, and he didn’t want that to happen again. If they were even going to consider speaking to one another, it needed to be on his terms.
“Okay. If we’re going to play that game, it’ll be by my rules.” When Callan didn’t protest, he went on. “I’ll text you a time and a place and we’ll meet for the first time all over again.”
Callan smiled. “I’m looking forward to it.”
“Are you now?” Shane lifted the cell phone in his hand. “Things have changed since the last time we saw each other. I’ve changed. And you’re going to be treated just like anyone else.”
He furrowed his brow before nodding. “Okay…are you going to tell me what that means?”
“I guess you’ll find out. Or maybe not. Is your number still the same?”
“Yes. Do you remember it?”
“Of course I remember it, you idiot.”
After checking to make sure there was no oncoming traffic, Shane walked through the parking lot, waving his hand in the air.
 “Good luck!”
Title: The Roadie
Author: Jenna Galicki
Genre: Adult Contemporary Rock Star Romance
Publication Date: August 19, 2020
Blurb:
This isn’t an angsty, tear-your-heart-out, ugly-cry romance. This is a love story.
Kira Abelman forgot what it was like to have fun. She spent her teens at the front of the stage cheering for Immortal Angel at every show. Her life had been filled with excitement and adrenaline. Now, as A&R rep for her father’s record company, she’s overworked, overtired and spread thin.
A fleeting encounter with a sexy, bearded and tattooed roadie lights up her boring life with passion. But with 3,000 miles between them and careers that send them in different directions, can Kira finally get her happily ever after and prove that fairy tales do come true?
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Minutes later, Kira stood on the curb staring into the eyes of a man she’d met 48 hours ago. Never had someone had such a profound effect on her before or changed her life in such a short time. She found the fun and carefree girl she used to be, without knowing she’d lost her. She’d let her career consume her time and become her main priority, but not anymore. Brett showed her how to enjoy life again, and she was going to take advantage of it. “Thank you for the most remarkable few days I’ve ever had. You’re an amazing man.”
“You’re an amazing woman.” He suddenly wrinkled his brow and frowned. “Why does this sound like goodbye?”
“It is goodbye, Brett. We live on opposite sides of the country. You’re off touring with bands. I’m in New York buried up to my eyeballs in work.”
“I thought we’d keep in touch.”
“I want to,” she said, weakly. “But . . .” She didn’t need to tell him what would happen. They’d exchange a few phone calls. Time between calls would lengthen until they were just a memory. Maybe they’d get to see each other once or twice before time and distance pulled them apart. She refused to be just a quick roll in the sheets whenever they happened to be in the same city at the same time. She wanted a relationship. Companionship. The long-distance thing never worked, and she wasn’t going to put her heart through the wringer. It was better to have a clean break now.
She stared into his expressive brown eyes, and her heart hurt. He looked so sad. His hard and confident gaze turned soft and pleading, and she couldn’t hurt him with the truth. She cupped his face in her hands, purposely running the tips of her fingers through the grain of his beard. She rubbed her cheek against it so she wouldn’t forget what it felt like. It was a soft, bristly feeling that she would reminisce about for a long time to come.
“Call me when you get to New York,” he whispered in her ear.
She nodded. “I will.”
With his hands pressed against the small of her back, he brushed his lips against hers in a soft kiss filled with passion. His probing tongue pushed deeper and bathed her mouth with a last kiss. She savored it, memorized every swirl of his tongue, the way his arms felt around her, and the way his chest pressed against hers. She moaned at the way his facial hair tickled her cheek as he rotated his mouth in a slow circle.
She swore she wouldn’t cry, but she had no control over the tears that swelled on her lower lids. “I’m gonna miss you.”
“This isn’t goodbye.” His voice was shaky with emotion and barely audible as he repeated, “This isn’t goodbye.”
Title: Half Truths
Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: An Opposites Attract Romance
Cover Designer: Pink Ink Designs
Publication Date: August 17th, 2020
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Blurb:
All-American boy meets broken girl… at rehab?
It will never work.
How could it?
Alex is Chicago royalty. Harley considers herself Las Vegas trash. While he’s been handed everything his entire life, she scrapes to make ends meet. Still, the chemistry between them is undeniable. Both long to break free from the stereotypes of their upbringing and embrace each moment together. Yet, neither are ready to share all of who they are.
Their secrets.
Their fears.
Their bitter realities.
Does their budding relationship stand a chance under a blanket of secrecy? Or will owning their truth set them free?
Rachael Brownell is an award-winning romance author. She resides in the midwest with her husband, son, and fur-babies. A morning person at heart, Rachael is a coffee addict who enjoys writing characters readers can connect with. She’s also known for placing those same characters in situations that will make you feel like you’re right there with them, going through the experience.
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Genre: Military Romance
 
 
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Life can change in the blink of an eye.
 
As a member of the Cerberus MC, an elite organization that specializes in the rescue and recovery of trafficked women, I’ve seen it happen more than once.
 
I’ve witnessed how easily a family can be torn apart from a single bad choice.
 
We’ve been too late before, and have to live with the guilt of how a few hours would’ve changed everything.
 
Curveballs with lasting effects happen.
 
I’ve learned to accept that.
 
But I never imagined the biggest life-altering situation of my life would show up at our door bruised and bloodied, confessing her role in a man’s death.
 
It’s a lot to wrap my head around, Unfortunately, it’s not even half of the story …
 

 

 
 
 
 
 
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I’ve never wanted much, but what I want seems to be unattainable. I’ve lived my entire life right here in Ocean Creek, dreaming of making the abandoned island property mine. My dream never changed until I met Kace Donovan. We fell in love that summer, and promised each other everything. Suddenly, all my dreams included having Kace by my side. Weeks turn into months, months into years, and eventually I saw almost every one of my dreams turn into reality — almost. While I stand on the property that’s my dream come true, Kace Donovan is just a memory…
 
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The movie I just wrapped is the pinnacle of my acting career. I’ve acquired fame and fortune. I’ve had starlets on my arm for decades.Through it all, I’ve kept almost every promise I made — almost. I was in love once, and I promised Lucky MacIntyre that our goodbye wouldn’t be forever. I promised her I’d come back. I never said it would take twenty-one years…
 
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Rule #1: Never fall in love.
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These are the rules that I’ve lived by since I opened The Grove Bar three years ago, but in the last thirty-six hours, I have broken most of them…repeatedly. And boy-oh-boy, did I break them.

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I didn’t just break my rules with this sexy as sin man; I smashed every one of them to smithereens, and then set each one on fire and pissed on the simmering ashes.

Life was easy with my rules, but now that I’ve obliterated them, I don’t know what to do. Do I follow my heart and set new rules? Or do I stick to my original rules and risk it all?

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As an IT expert and hacker extraordinaire, Wren Nelson is no stranger to discovering all sorts of secrets online.

 

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Title: Cursed
Author: Ashlee Sinn
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publication Date: October 20th, 2020
Blurb:
JT Corwin has it all. The name, the wealth, the privilege of being one of the most eligible bachelors in New England. He has everything except what he craves most…love. Between his missing father, abrasive mother, and a slew of meaningless relationships, JT is tired of being an empty shell. So when he meets a stranger who seems to know exactly what he needs, JT has a hard time getting her out of his mind despite the trouble she promises to bring.
Estes MacAnndra knew this might be the last year she could run her scam. Her partner in crime has plans for expansion while Estes just wants to move on to an honest and simple life. Running around from state to state, avoiding the law, and hiding her truth has taken its toll. Salem was just one stop. A place to tap into the history and give the people what they craved during the haunted season. But this Salem has a certain handsome shifter who is drowning in loneliness and yearning for peace. A man who has given her something no one else could…hope.
Estes has a dangerous secret. JT is in charge of a dangerous town. With a dark history of prosecuting those who are different, JT suddenly finds himself on the wrong side of the law with no one to turn to. Estes may use her ancestry to make a living, but now she needs to tap into a power she’s always had to hide in order to help JT. It may expose her to those of her kind who want to remain unknown, but for the first time in her life she can do something good with her talents. However, in Salem, no good deed goes unpunished. And when JT loses control of his town, he discovers he may not be able to save himself and the woman who has claimed his broken heart.
This is a stand-alone novel but is part of a greater series. The suggested reading order is: The Vampire Huntress, Obeying the Bear, Releasing the Bear, Catching the Bear, Lured by the Bear, Tempted by the Tiger, Caught by the Cougar, Desired by the Bear, Wanted by the Wolf, Charmed by the Cougar, Donovan, Maximus, Rhys, The Demon Mistress, Wicked Wolf, Haunted Wolf, Shattered Wolf, and Cursed.
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Title: Half Truths
Author: Rachael Brownell
Genre: An Opposites Attract Romance
Cover Designer: Pink Ink Designs
Publication Date: August 17th, 2020
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Blurb:
All-American boy meets broken girl… at rehab?
It will never work.
How could it?
Alex is Chicago royalty. Harley considers herself Las Vegas trash. While he’s been handed everything his entire life, she scrapes to make ends meet. Still, the chemistry between them is undeniable. Both long to break free from the stereotypes of their upbringing and embrace each moment together. Yet, neither are ready to share all of who they are.
Their secrets.
Their fears.
Their bitter realities.
Does their budding relationship stand a chance under a blanket of secrecy? Or will owning their truth set them free?
Rachael Brownell is an award-winning romance author. She resides in the midwest with her husband, son, and fur-babies. A morning person at heart, Rachael is a coffee addict who enjoys writing characters readers can connect with. She’s also known for placing those same characters in situations that will make you feel like you’re right there with them, going through the experience.
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I want your pleasure.
Of course, I didn’t say it loud enough for her to hear me. That would have shaken her in a way I’m not sure she would have been able to rebound from.
She was already fighting a losing battle. I saw the way she reacted when I touched her. There’s a war raging inside her that mimics my own. One we both want to fight for but are afraid we’d lose too much even if we won in the end.
For me, I can’t risk her finding out the one thing that’s holding my entire life together right now. The lie I created. Daphne needs to finish rehab. She needs to find her way back to who she once was. Before the drugs took over her life. Before everything turned dark.
Still, there’s this growing need inside me, and every time I lay eyes on Harley, it’s compounded. It strengthens, drawing me closer to her. Closer to wanting to risk it all for a little taste of heaven.
My lack of control over my actions speaks volumes. I’ve never had this strong of a reaction to any woman in my life. The last time I wanted anyone even close to this much was in college.
She was a beauty, sure. Sexy as hell. Available. And I had her, but I wasn’t the only one. Everyone had a taste. She slept with more of my friends than I care to admit. When I found out, I wanted to blame them for seducing her, but it was the other way around.
Drunk college boys aren’t that hard to get in bed.
All you have to do is offer, and most of them jump at the chance.
So that’s what she did. Over and over again. And no one said a word to me.
I should have known she wasn’t worth it. I barely had to put in any effort. She slept with me on our first date. She invited herself back to my dorm room. Didn’t care that my roommate was fast asleep in the twin-sized bed only a few feet away.
There was no chase, no thrill in being with her.
For her, it was all about sex. She wanted to get her rocks off, and anyone willing to help her was welcome. She wasn’t even ashamed of her actions.
It wasn’t long after we broke up that I found out more about her. About where she came from. Who she really was. It helped me to understand her a little better. I’m sure she assumed none of us would want anything to do with her if we knew her truth.
The thing is, she didn’t even give us a chance to get to know her.
I couldn’t give a shit less where she came from. We’re all ashamed of our families or our past at some point in time. It’s what we do to change our situation that matters. It’s what we make of ourselves in the process.
We need to learn from our mistakes so we don’t repeat them.
So when I look at Harley, knowing she’s hiding something, it makes me wonder what type of woman she is. Is she hiding who she really is? Trying to be someone she’s not? Or is it something else?
I worry someone’s already destroyed her in a way that’s beyond repair. A man. Maybe Phoenix’s father. And if that’s the case, the challenge of helping her repair her broken heart is tempting.
Which is why I want her in my bed.
Beneath me.
So I can show her what it feels like to be treated the way a woman deserves. To be ravaged with respect. To experience pleasure.
Before that can happen, I’m going to have to get her worked up. Make her want me. Tease her to a point she comes to me ready and willing. Make it so the only way she can get release is to be with me.
In a sense, I’m going to have to break her.
So that’s what I plan to do.
I’ve memorized the lies I’ve told. I’ll stick to my story, and everything will be fine. I have to keep telling myself that because the idea that this could turn out any other way is unacceptable.