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Claimed By Her Cheetah

Title: Claimed by Her Cheetah
Author: Sedona Venez
Genre: BBW Shifter Romance
Publication Date: June 27th, 2019
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An assassin and beast. A beautiful curvy human. A combustible one-night stand. A dangerous combination.
Cheetah shifter Jasper Ford has been called a lot of things—a menace, a murderer, a threat to everyone, even irresistible. But the Paranormal Guild’s most valuable killer-for-hire has a problem with his new assignment. One of his marks is the fiery vampire he shared a one-night stand with five years ago and hasn’t been able to forget since.
Taking out her father is easy, but facing the woman who stirs such deep emotions is another thing entirely.
Maybe he’s better off taking her out, forgetting she ever existed, and going on with his life. Or perhaps, she’s worth the risk.
Can a cheetah ever be truly satisfied by just one woman?
And if he puts it all on the line, will the curvy beauty ever trust him again?
After all, he just murdered her father.
Publisher’s Note: Claimed By Her Cheetah is a stand-alone book in the Shifter Alphas Furever series. HEA guaranteed, no cheating. This book contains a huge, growly, dominant…and completely manly cheetah shifter that loves to protect and dominate his female. If such material offends you, do not buy this book.
NB – This title was originally published as ‘To Catch a Cheetah’ and has been revised and extended.
USA TODAY Bestselling Author Sedona Venez lives in New York City with her hot ex-military hubby–hooah–and their fur babies. She loves writing sizzling, sexy intricate stories about strong but broken characters who push limits, overcome their fears, and risk it all for love.
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Unspoken

Title: Unspoken
Author: Christine Pope
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Lou Harper – Cover Affairs
Editor: Katherine Tomlinson, Story Authority
Publication Date: June 26th, 2019
Blurb:
Her rescuer. Her protector. But not his Chosen.
Two years after the Dying, Amber McCoy is still living rough, foraging in the ruins of the world to survive. The pickings are slim, but not as slim as the dating pool. She’s the last living soul in San Marino, California.
Except for them. Angels? Devils? All she knows is, one of them attacked her. And another one saved her, piercing her with night-black eyes and growling a single word — run. Since doing just that, she’s been utterly alone.
Idris, a djinn elder, is inspecting the lush, green grounds of his new estate when he encounters the young woman he saved, still impossibly fragile-looking and skittish as a wild doe. Luring her with the promise of comforts she’s been denied for too long, he begins the delicate process of convincing her that she has nothing to fear from him.
As these two lonely creatures spend more time together, each touch strengthening the current of desire humming between them, Idris is acutely aware that this idyllic time can’t last. Soon Amber will be forced to choose between two paths…neither of which can ever lead to his arms.
 
USA Today bestseller Christine Pope is the author of the paranormal romance Witches of Cleopatra Hill series and the Djinn Wars series, among many other books (sixty and counting!). Researching UFOs brought her to magical Sedona, Arizona, where she now makes her home. Find out more about her books at christinepope.com.
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Yes, it was the girl he’d saved, but so very changed, he wasn’t sure whether he would have recognized her if it hadn’t been for her eyes. Before, she had been slender, but now she was thin, the bones of her porcelain-pretty face sharp, bluish shadows under her enormous eyes. Her pale hair was straggling and dirty, pulled back into a messy ponytail. And instead of the short skirt and form-fitting top she’d worn as she ran away from him on that warm afternoon two years ago, she had on a baggy pair of the blue pants mortals called jeans, along with a shapeless shirt and workmanlike boots on her feet.
Her hand lifted from the doorknob, went to her throat. “What…?” The word came out in a rusty whisper, and she shook her head and started over, voice a little stronger this time. “You’re real?”
“Yes,” Idris replied, a pang of unexpected pity moving through him. “What is your name?”
“Am-amber.” She stumbled over the syllables, as if it had been a long time since she’d had to say her name aloud.
And of course it had been. A whole two years, merely an eye blink for a djinn, but probably an eternity for a woman alone.
“You have been here all this time?” he asked, making sure he kept his tone gentle.
“Yes,” she replied. “Ever since that time you rescued me.” Her head lifted, and he thought he saw color flare in her pale, thin cheeks. “It was you, wasn’t it?”
“It was,” he said simply.
“Why are you here?”
A good question. He could give her an answer, but that would only lead to more questions. And yet, as he had just told himself, he had plenty of time to answer those questions, as long as they were not too uncomfortable. “This is my home now.”
Her eyes widened, and she glanced down the hallway past him to the open, skylit main room of the visitors’ center. “Here?”
He couldn’t help smiling a little. “Well, not here exactly. The main house.”
“You’re living in an art gallery?”
“It was a home once, and is a home again now. Let me show you.”

Mine Immortal

Title: Mine Immortal
Author: Kristin Ping
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Joemel Requeza
Editor: Tim Bullins and Monique Fisher
Publisher: Fire Quill Publishers
Publication Date: May 8, 2019
Blurb:
As part of the Ancient race in the supernatural world, three-thousand-year-old Varcolac Jason Chase, also known as Jericho, knows he has a lot of enemies and allies. But his world is turned upside down when strange dreams about a human girl starts plaguing his nights. It could only mean one thing, and it was something he never expected. Varcolacs get one true mate in their lifetime, and Jason Chase thought his didn’t exist.
After the death of her mother, twenty-four-year-old South African Morgan Freeman heads back to the one place that had always felt like home—the cruise lines. But this time it’s different. Meeting Jason Chase, the man of every woman’s dreams, was so not part of her plan, but it feels like they’re a match made in heaven. But something doesn’t feel right. Nobody could be that perfect, right? When the truth finally comes out, her heart is shattered and the world she once knew ceases to exist.
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Kristin Ping is a USA Today Bestselling author who resides in South Africa with her husband, two beautiful girls and her bulldog that tries to eat her house. She has been writing for the past decade and write under many pen names in different genre’s. Her first novel under Kristin Ping is called Hinder, A Bender’s novel that forms part of the Guardian of Monster Saga.
She has reached her USA Bestselling status with her novel The Curse, published by Fire Quill Publishing in 2018.  She sold the Italian translations rights that will be published by Hope Edizioni in 2021.
She has published two more novels in the Varcolac Series which will always formed part of the Guardian of Monsters, and hopefully will bring out the third Varcolac novel, Immortal Beloved, soon.
For more information you can go to her website www.kristinpingbooks.com
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JASON
“Are you sure about that?” I asked. “Zac, I will break your balls if you tell anyone about this.”
“Dude, you are the Alpha. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t.”
“Good, so don’t even think about it.”
He chuckled, which pissed me off. None of this was funny. “It’s not funny.”
“No, it’s not. I just don’t understand why you feel the need to shift. It’s not normal, dude. You can get anyone you want.”
“So can you.”
“Yeah, well, that takes all the fun out of it. No, I like doing it for a different reason.”
“No, you like fucking around with people’s heads.”
“That too,” he said.
“So, all I have to do is clear my mind and it will work?”
He chuckled.
“Have you really never shifted before?”
“No, I’m not that messed up.”
“But you want to shift with your true mate?”
“I need to find out something, that’s all,” I lied. I was curious, and I shouldn’t be. “It’s not like I’m going to do anything to her. I’m not that sick.”
“It’s fun, not a sickness. You should try it.”
“Yeah, I’ve got responsibilities, Zac. I’m not a pup.”
“Whatever you say, old man. Enjoy.”
If only I looked like an old man. “Wait, before you hang up. Did you check the cages?”
“Yes,” he whined. “Our concern is with you on the cruise ship. Dom is the one you should be worried about, not us. We’ll be fine. You just concentrate on your shift, and like I said, enjoy.” He put the phone down.
Zac was Isaac’s twin and a huge fucking player when it came to the opposite sex.
He hardly slept with humans, but what he does is worse. He shifts.
Shifting was not what it sounded like. It was a term we used when we tried to gain control over a situation or gather information. I think that ability came from our vampire side, since some of them could really fuck you up when they got in your head.
Zac used it to seduce human women.
He would present himself in the form of a dream, which was what we called shifting.
The reason I wanted to shift with Morgan was because I was curious about her. I couldn’t deny it.
I’d stepped back the past three days, thinking it would be easier, but I could see that I’d made her uncomfortable. She wasn’t as bubbly as the first night.
That only piqued my curiosity.
I should just talk to her, but that could backfire. It might make me fall hard for her, and I didn’t want that to happen.
That was why I opted to shift. I could ease my curiosity, and leave her thinking she’d just dreamed of me. No harm done. Except, it might make things between us even more awkward than they already were.
Just thinking about shifting tonight was turning my stomach into knots.
I didn’t want anyone to know, because I couldn’t lie. My face always told the truth, and I usually admitted to things before I could get caught. I hated that I couldn’t lie, but I figured it came with age. Lying was senseless when you were my age. But I could not tell Morgan the truth. She could never know what I was. So, hopefully, my curiosity about her would disappear tonight.
MORGAN
I left the bar and made it to my bed, grimacing when I saw the time on my clock. Two a.m. These late nights had to stop because they were starting to take their toll on me, but I was happy to have caught up with Kate. We’d made plans to go to the carnival in Rio de Janeiro—our next port after the one tomorrow—since it had always been on my bucket list.
I fell asleep faster than I thought I would, only to wake up to the sound of my door opening.
A tall figure walked in. I paid no attention as it was probably someone that came to visit Ashley.
I didn’t close my eyes though.
It was weird that I could see him, since I usually couldn’t see my hand in front of me in the darkness of the cabin.
But I could see his outline clearly, just not his face.
My heart started to race. He wasn’t aiming for Ashley; he came straight to me.
I switched on my light as he came to my side and found . . . Jason.
“Dude, what the fuck are you doing here?” I asked with a breathless chuckle.
His eyes widened. “This wasn’t how I had planned this. I think I should just go.”
I wanted to tell him to be quiet when I noticed that Ashley’s bed was empty. Where was she? She had been in her bed a few minutes ago. This didn’t make any sense.
“Don’t, just . . . ” I stopped him and sighed. Then I started to laugh again. What was I doing?
He stopped, turned around, and walked back to my bed looking scrumptious.
“Do you know how beautiful you are?” I clapped a hand over my mouth after the words had tumbled out. What was wrong with me? I never spoke without thinking.
“I’m beautiful?”
“C’mon, you know you are. Hey, where’d Ashley go?”
He chuckled. “I’m in your room and you’re wondering where your roommate is?”
“Yes, she has a big mouth and if she finds you here . . .  I feel sorry for you if that happens.”
His body shook with his laughter. “Why? Does she think I’m beautiful, too?”
“Ugh, whatever. How did you even get into my room?”
He shrugged. “I’m a guy with many talents.”
“So I have heard.”
I looked at his hand, but it wasn’t shaking anymore.
“What’s been up with you these past three nights? You’ve been . . . different.”
“I’m different?” he asked. “I was just about to ask you the same thing, Minx.”
I gulped, feeling my throat bobbing up and down. The way he said the nickname I had since I was a little girl was doing strange and wonderful things to my body. I let out a small chuckle.
“I’m fine,” I struggled to find the right words. “I’ve just been struggling to get in bed before two. Don’t know why.”
I glanced at the clock and saw it was five, then glanced back at him.
“Two,” he asked, his voice taking on a strange tone. I glanced at the clock again. It showed it was two.
That was weird.
I looked back at Jason.
“Uhm . . . what are you doing here?”
“Isn’t it clear? I’m here for a booty call.”
I nearly choked on my saliva.
“From me?” I asked, aghast.
“Yeah.” He frowned, “Why, what’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing, but why me?”
Something about this didn’t feel real.
“Just go with it,” he said as he got into bed with me. He positioned himself on top of me, then lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me.
Was I really doing this when all he’d said was to just go with it? Was I that cheap?
I shrugged inwardly. It was Jason fucking Chase, the hottest guy I had ever set eyes on. Who cared if I was cheap?
His tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring and igniting things in me that I had never felt before. I inhaled his scent, and it sent sparks down to my lady bits.
As if he could read my mind, he slipped his hand into my panties. I knew I should have stopped him, but something inside me held onto the way he made me feel.
I wanted this.
I wanted him.
I wanted Jason Chase.
JASON
One moment I was ready to leave and then the next I was literally on top of her.
She wasn’t supposed to wake up in her dream, but that just confirmed to me that she was different from any other human woman I’d ever met. Perhaps it was because she was my mate. Whatever the reason, I didn’t know.
Everything I had been contemplating—my feelings for her, the plans I had—all flew out of the window when she’d looked at me with that bewildered smile on her face.
Did this mean she was into me?
She moaned as my hand slipped over her folds, and I reveled in the fact that I was the one doing this to her. She was driving me crazy with lust. I now knew why Zac enjoyed shifting so much. This way, it felt real, but I couldn’t hurt her.
I could feel it build up as she moaned in my ear. Her warm tongue lapped at my earlobe, making goosebumps flush over my skin.
She was waking things up that hadn’t been awake inside me for a long time.
I felt my fangs lengthen, and though I didn’t want it to happen, I couldn’t stop even if my life depended on it.
“I want you so badly.” I whispered in her ear, and then the pain came.
I woke up and found myself in my cabin.
Morgan was far from my bed. Her smell wasn’t real.
But the pain, oh the pain was real. What was happening?
I grunted as the pain increased. Hunching over, I clutched my stomach, trying my best not to wake up Belatar, but to no avail.

Conjuring Wrath

Title: Conjuring Wrath
Series: Seven Deadly Series Book Three
Author: Michelle Gross
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: September 24, 2019
Cover Design: L.J Anderson at Mayhem Cover Creations

 

The age of the Reapers has ended.

 

With the new threat of the Harvesters and the approaching end, the troubles are here to stay.
Barron Reaper, the bearer of wrath, knows that more than anyone. With the sin of rage in his veins, his life is a chaotic mess of gloom. The vicious immortal has never stopped or relaxed a moment in all his years to feel hope. Especially not when another problem arises on top of everything else. An old demon tradition is being brought back on the blood moon.
The worlds are crumbling around his feet, but that doesn’t stop fate from forcing them together.
Gwendolyn Dolson is stuck in a hospital waiting on a chance at life that she will never get when she witnesses a cloaked figure slip through a patient’s door. Seconds later, a man dies in that room.
This dying girl is about to find out how drastically life can change.

 

 

 

 

“Wait,” she mumbled. “How does this work?”

 

“Scared?” My lips tipped upward.
“Do you really just disappear? Is that what we’re going to do?” She pushed a palm against me. “Jesus, why are you so big?”
She barely came up to my pecs, and now she was patting her hand along the hard ridges of my abs not having a clue that she was petting wrath. Delicate fingers traced over my shirt. Her small curious touch seeped through the fabric, tingling and heating every inch of skin she outlined. There I went again, being oddly overwhelmed by her. I pushed her hand away, distancing myself from the sensations she stirred. She was so small next to me. How could something so tiny affect me?
“Is that an eight pack?” Her nails dug into my abdomen as she started counting, not bothered that I had already pushed her fingers away once.
Fucking Hades! She was the little engine that never shut up.

 

Michelle is from a small town in Eastern Kentucky where opossums try to blend in with the cats on the porch and bears are likely to chase your pets—this is very true, it happened with her sister’s dog. Despite the extra needed protection for your pets, she loves the mountains she calls home. She has a man and twin girls who are the light of her life and the reason she’s slightly crazy.
As a kid, she was that cousin, that friend, that sister and daughter, the talker who could spin a tale and make-believe into any little thing so it was no surprise when she found love in reading, and figured all these characters inside her head needed an outlet. They wanted to be heard, so she wrote.
The voices keep growing faster than she gets the time to write. 
The stories are never going to end. That’s perfectly okay, though. We never want to stop an adventure. 
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Bloodsucking Lawyer

Title: Bloodsucking Lawyer
Series:  Tucson Underworld #1
Author: Nadia Diament
Genre: Sexy Vampire PNR
Release Date: June 18, 2019

 

Emma left her career in corporate law to pursue her passion for criminal defense, but she can’t seem to catch a break. So when she lands an interview at a small law firm, she’s more than thrilled. But she has no idea what she’s in for.

 

Turns out it’s not just any law firm, and Henry—her new boss—isn’t exactly, well…human.
Apparently he drinks blood instead of coffee, and his client list consists of creatures that go bump in the night. But, the way Emma sees it, if she can get through law school, she can handle a few pothead werewolves and shoplifting witches. So she stays.
There’s just one thing she didn’t count on, and that’s catching feelings for her new vampire boss. Henry and his fangs become a temptation too hard to ignore, and no matter how hard she tries, she still falls for him.
Problem is, everyone knows office romances have the tendency to crash and burn. But when your boss is a bloodsucking lawyer, odds are it’s a disaster waiting to happen.

 

 

Nadia Diament writes paranormal and contemporary romance with equal servings of heat and humor. No stranger to a U-Haul, she’s lived in Arizona, South Dakota, and Washington, DC. She currently lives with her husband in Chicago, where she tinkers with fountain pens and loiters in coffee shops. Bloodsucking Lawyer is her debut novel.

 

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Conquest

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Fate is a bitch.
Connell was a wealthy business man at the top of his game until sh#% hit the fan and he was thrown into the world of the paranormal. He was meant to cause the end of the world

Well hell to the NO!!! That ain’t happening

Breena failed and it cost her sister her life.
Now she has a job at Connell’s office to get closer to his partner Grady.
The only problem?
Grady isn’t the man she’s been sent to kill.

Oh and she’s the fated mate to the first horseman of the apocalypse.

With demonic forces surrounding them, will Connell and Breena be able to do what it takes to stop them? Or will they lose this battle as well as their hearts?

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Way of the Wolf: Ascension

Title: Way of the Wolf: Ascension
Author: Rebecca Anne Stewart
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: June 11, 2019
Publisher: Limitless Publishing

My father is the alpha, a mantle my unborn brother will take one day. But as daughter of the alpha, my role isn’t yet certain. 

 

 

 

My heart is set on becoming the beta, I want to show our kind that a female can be just as strong as any other wolf, without needing a mate to protect her.
But when my father is called to help a neighboring pack, suddenly everything changes. I’m thrown into a world of intrigue, deadly plots, and a fight for power.
As a female who never wanted or needed a mate, I now find myself torn between two males. One, the leader. The other, an untamed wolf.
Either way, taking a mate requires submission, and it’s not in my nature to submit. But no matter how hard I try to fight it, it seems my fate has already been decided.

 

 

Rebecca is an Author, musician and singer/song writer based in Alyth, Scotland. She focuses her energy on her creative passions and uses her Highland roots to influence all aspects of her life. 

 

Rebecca comes from a family of musicians and spent much of her childhood absorbing the sounds of traditional music while touring Scotland. Rebecca also has a keen interest in her genealogy as she descends from the country’s travelling folk, a culture steeped in history and stories.
A proud Scottish person with a rich family heritage, Rebecca enjoys spending time with her loved ones, travelling her beautiful native homeland and performing with friends.

 

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