tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58337185478364843372024-03-28T21:55:23.984-04:00Romance book teaser blog Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.comBlogger1286125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-53234399997247034952023-11-27T19:00:00.011-05:002023-11-27T19:00:00.149-05:00OUT NOW—Never Plan a Billionaire’s Wedding (Whatever It Takes, Maine, Book 1) by Julia Kent (@jkentauthor) Read a #teaser from this #newrelease #romcom<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp59ev2yC-WTuDqKgqnB0A8M2Y7FhpPtxU8E6u9UQwxQd833DsWeTNQDMvlEh9ZbtUqRuMbOUm8D7BbyNe9fg3VZUoiT31uzGa-yrX6QgsEzyWlDDsja6ydFud05ksfQxDWOdOhReGWRcA-G_dP-UoLqk8NaJW_4EgauLQdylLBWEvtD_5xchnkPIxO8k/s1080/NPABQ%20teaser%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp59ev2yC-WTuDqKgqnB0A8M2Y7FhpPtxU8E6u9UQwxQd833DsWeTNQDMvlEh9ZbtUqRuMbOUm8D7BbyNe9fg3VZUoiT31uzGa-yrX6QgsEzyWlDDsja6ydFud05ksfQxDWOdOhReGWRcA-G_dP-UoLqk8NaJW_4EgauLQdylLBWEvtD_5xchnkPIxO8k/w640-h640/NPABQ%20teaser%203.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Release Date: November 28, 2023</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Cover Designer:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Staci Hart</span></span></p>
<p class="Standard"><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Rule
#1: Don’t fall in love with the groom<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Stalker
exes. Momzillas. Drunk uncles. Hurricanes. Jealous siblings. Paparazzi.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">You name
it, Kari Whitevelt has seen it all.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">And
that’s why brides and grooms hire her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Because
she makes it all go away.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Wedding
Protectors, Inc., is here to make sure that special day stays special.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Whatever
it takes.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">No
matter what.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">But when
her newest client turns out to be her own long-lost high school sweetheart,
rising tech star billionaire Caleb Mikelmas, suddenly Kari’s not sure whether
she’s protecting the wedding couple —<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Or her
own heart.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tech
billionaire Caleb never thought he had a chance, much less a second chance with
his first love and high school sweetheart, Kari. When a case of mistaken identity
turns their reunion into one big misunderstanding, unraveling his feelings
about the one who got away while supporting his brother’s nuptials means facing
old demons.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">And
kissing Kari.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">He likes
kissing Kari far more than that whole demon thing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">But if
kisses were enough, Kari would already be his wife.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Maybe
it’s time to revisit the past and right some wrongs.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">One vow
at a time.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Welcome
to the Whatever It Takes series:<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Every
bride needs something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue -<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">But you
know what brides don't need?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Complications.<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Welcome
to Wedding Protectors, Inc. Have a spritzer or a latte or some lovely Zen tea
and sink into a comfortable chair in our sunlit offices as we listen to your
wedding problem – and form the perfect solution to every possible contingency.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">We plan
for everything.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Except
our own love lives.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">But
that's not your problem. ;)<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Author Bio:</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">New
York Times</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> and <i>USA
Today</i> bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge.
Since 2013, she has sold more than 2 million books, with 4 <i>New York Times</i>
bestsellers and more than 21 appearances on the <i>USA Today</i> bestseller list.
Her books have been translated into French, German, and Italian, with more
titles releasing in the future.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">From
billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy
in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire,
she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet
(and he isn't a billionaire she met in a romantic comedy).</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">She
lives in New England with her husband and three children where she is the only
person in the household with the gene required to change empty toilet paper
rolls.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">She
loves to hear from her readers by email at julia@jkentauthor.com, on Twitter @jkentauthor,
on Facebook at @jkentauthor, and on Instagram @jkentauthor. Visit her at <a href="http://jkentauthor.com/">http://jkentauthor.com</a> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Carolina
was introducing him to his former fiancée.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Fine. <i>Near</i> fiancée. It had been a promise ring, not an
engagement diamond, but still.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The run he'd just finished was apparently unnecessary from a cardio
standpoint, since his heart was now racing, crashing into his ribs as if it
were fleeing a crime scene. Not that he was the bad guy. But still.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kari. No way.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">It was <i>his</i> Kari. And okay, maybe she was never formally
his fiancée, but until college and distance broke them up, they always planned
on it. He’d given her a promise ring in high school, so that was close enough.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">When Carolina had mentioned she was meeting two wedding professionals
named Katie and Carrie, he'd heard it as the more familiar spelling. She'd
never spelled it out, and she hadn't bothered to tell him <i>Kari</i>'s
last name.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Caleb, have you swallowed your tongue along with your manners? Shake
the poor woman's hand, for goodness sake!” Carolina crooned, giving him
side-eye while managing a puzzled smile at Kari as the two stood awkwardly in
front of each other, gaping.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kari had changed in some ways, for sure, but it was her, alright. Her
brown hair was a darker shade but still thick and shiny, framed in soft layers
around her face, brushing the edges of straight, strong shoulders. He
recognized those whiskey brown eyes, deceptively sleepy unless you knew her,
knew that behind them, her brain was working constantly at warp speed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She was taller now–or anyway, she didn’t wear four-inch heels back
then–so instead of having to bend to kiss her lips, he could just dip his head.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">If he wanted to kiss her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">If wanting to kiss her wasn’t the only thing he could think about.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6PQQMtTY06pPMB3FBoKe1jBLpNfPOI6XI45mQuvmsdx-T7DovfAR74qr5_TWR_QNCNPcxXk7F2oRzpNt3OOHQjfySabarConTYgMTs0liqTbeF8pN47rlLE67vYtnZty8X3gtSs2jkvo4ihGIP-tz2mGDS0Wlu5ssMXrTY3RNgtuo5jibNJLbfZhmRI/s940/WMS%20Release%20Blitz%20Button.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="940" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6PQQMtTY06pPMB3FBoKe1jBLpNfPOI6XI45mQuvmsdx-T7DovfAR74qr5_TWR_QNCNPcxXk7F2oRzpNt3OOHQjfySabarConTYgMTs0liqTbeF8pN47rlLE67vYtnZty8X3gtSs2jkvo4ihGIP-tz2mGDS0Wlu5ssMXrTY3RNgtuo5jibNJLbfZhmRI/s320/WMS%20Release%20Blitz%20Button.png" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><br /></span><p></p>Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-81684465914833337352023-05-20T19:00:00.001-04:002023-05-20T19:00:00.151-04:00Millie’s relationship is failing and she doesn’t know why. Her efforts to save it are fruitless. #teaser time from #womensfiction #romance @elodieparkes<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGPkMzwYN0NH0OesfL10tlFDIw3-PR7g2xx-XDh3xE00dowsjQjpRlAiiU6nA3G8E7xsRaKJKzUjuTGFgbvQtNHxdpOeXTfFhrMMK5e_GSMtUQl7-gPIieqTtNoXIXNoVCfhdSWSFqmNKtXe3W_s_m4J919TekEm0QirFwD6R0Nw1Yo9NxHsurm6jCMg/s934/milliebanner.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="367" data-original-width="934" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGPkMzwYN0NH0OesfL10tlFDIw3-PR7g2xx-XDh3xE00dowsjQjpRlAiiU6nA3G8E7xsRaKJKzUjuTGFgbvQtNHxdpOeXTfFhrMMK5e_GSMtUQl7-gPIieqTtNoXIXNoVCfhdSWSFqmNKtXe3W_s_m4J919TekEm0QirFwD6R0Nw1Yo9NxHsurm6jCMg/w640-h251/milliebanner.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Millie’s relationship is
failing and she doesn’t know why. Her efforts to save it are fruitless.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">At the office party, August
kisses Millie under the mistletoe. The kiss is a revelation for Millie. She
can’t remember when her partner actually kissed her back let alone like this.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">It’s time fate changed
Millie’s lonely life.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">August hopes he’ll run into
Millie at the office, and as time passes without this happening, his hope turns
to longing.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Finally, they meet again.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">By chance, August discovers
why Millie’s partner treats Millie the way he does and it breaks August’s
heart. He can’t tell her even though he wants to.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Gentle, kind, August is loved
by all his friends. He’s the good guy. When they discover he’s falling for
Millie and what he knows about Millie’s present partner, they decide to give
fate a hand.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">A modern love story. A
Sweeter Romance. </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">Women's</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> fiction<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOIYqD2rUlrTtNxIeYCDbxfQET-yE7mLobJimdO8Nsh8isFj_4zfkk1uWtFv1W8L8TVzAyqiAHv8K79Bi_bOSq6GrKtcoylBa4Sl2R10gZinm33jCPfE4PLDZ4w1tfqTBnvkEJjS5eE5qyTRdO5B0IEKv4wH4yZWnvWVuhIqqm13_KSlFWIkQLG8ci_Q/s3425/MillieReinventedTheAuthor'sCut.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3425" data-original-width="2278" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOIYqD2rUlrTtNxIeYCDbxfQET-yE7mLobJimdO8Nsh8isFj_4zfkk1uWtFv1W8L8TVzAyqiAHv8K79Bi_bOSq6GrKtcoylBa4Sl2R10gZinm33jCPfE4PLDZ4w1tfqTBnvkEJjS5eE5qyTRdO5B0IEKv4wH4yZWnvWVuhIqqm13_KSlFWIkQLG8ci_Q/w426-h640/MillieReinventedTheAuthor'sCut.png" width="426" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><b><span style="font-family: verdana;">Read the teaser</span></b></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">At work the next day, she hoped
she’d run into August. She couldn’t seek him out for any reason. Their jobs
were completely different. </span></p></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Millie went home that evening
feeling dejected.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A whole week passed in which she didn’t
see August around at all, not even in the staff kitchen where everyone made
coffee or tea, and she began to wonder if he’d left the company.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">During that week, she hadn’t
offered her husband affection, and he hadn’t noticed. <i>That’s okay. I suddenly don’t want the lukewarm, half-hearted hug or non-kiss
from him.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a name="OLE_LINK3"></a><a name="OLE_LINK2">Another week went by. New
Year had followed Christmas. Millie saw nothing of August, but the memory of
his kisses faded only a little. She had given up hope of ever seeing him again,
when, one evening after staying later than usual at the office, she was in the
underground car park, and there he was.</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">He called her name. “Millie.” She
turned to it.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">They walked quickly toward each
other, but then a step away stopped.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">August spoke first. “I never see
you at work. We never run into one another. It’s bizarre. I hoped to. I hope
every day I’ll see you making coffee or something.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Millie smiled. “Me too, August, I even
thought you might have left the company.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">August took the step to be closer
to her.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Come for a drink, coffee, or
something before you go home. I know a place with car parking not so far away.
Follow me?”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Millie nodded at August’s
suggestion.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Copyright Elodie Parkes , 2022</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>.99 cents or</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Read free on kindle unlimited</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 16pt;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B2Q1DLHY">https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B2Q1DLHY</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 16pt;"><a href="https://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B0B2Q1DLHY">https://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B0B2Q1DLHY</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
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lonely woman, who many years ago shared her despair over her marriage. She
talked about her husband and the things he did as she wandered around the huge
store where I worked. I sensed she needed to tell someone.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I wished I could help her, but I could only listen.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She bought a small statue—lovers kissing, before she left. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Peter’s behavior is based on this woman’s experience. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I hope that she escaped the way Millie does in this story. I
hope she found her August and is right now living her happy ending.</span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-83235034281786282332022-09-26T19:00:00.001-04:002022-09-26T19:00:00.207-04:00Suspense #action #adventure from guest #author @marteekakarland for #teaserTuesday with an excerpt from #MCromance Chase on #preorder now @changelingpress<p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/fall-2022-blitzes/marteeka-karland-chase-teaser-tuesday"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/31d658970b43452390a78d79a3e47395" width="500" /></a></div><p> </p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/e65ba88526684baa84f43192bc5bec5f" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="433" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/e65ba88526684baa84f43192bc5bec5f" width="285" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;"><i>Bones MC</i></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Motorcycle Club Romance, Suspense, Action & Adventure</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Date Published:</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> 09/30/2022</span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Cotton: When I avenged my sister’s murder, I knew the consequences. I
didn’t expect anything less than prison. I got it. In spades. I
survived ten years of hell. I was just fifteen when I was sent away but I
never regretted taking the law into my own hands. But the father of the man
I killed is now a judge, and the ten years I gave the state might not be
enough.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I thought I could disappear into the little Kentucky town and keep my head
down and keep my nose clean. What could be so hard about that? But I'm on
parole and everything is stacked against me. When the only place that will
hire me happens to be a biker bar, staying out of trouble might be too much
for me to manage. Then Chase steamrolls into my life and I know I have much
more than my freedom to lose. This man has the power to tear out my
heart.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Chase: I’ve spent the better part of my life in the shadows. Before
Bones MC, my team worked for some shady people -- as assassins. I thought I
was sacrificing for the greater good. Turns out I was just one more bad guy
working for more bad guys. I can’t seem to atone for the sins of my
past. No matter what I do, those demons still haunt me.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The second I spot Cotton, everything changes. Everything about the girl
screams “battered woman,” but she’s more than that. There
is death in her eyes. She’s killed, but she’s not a killer. No
matter what, no matter who comes after her, I will protect her till my last
breath. Because she is my only salvation. She’s my woman.</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/45f499c5285243c296c2e398f511da6c" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="372" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/45f499c5285243c296c2e398f511da6c" width="447" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>EXCERPT</b></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">All rights reserved.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Copyright ©2022 Marteeka Karland</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Let me go. Now.” That was another thing I’d learned in
prison. You put up or shut up. Once I’d set a boundary, I had to
follow through or this would never end. And this guy would get what he
wanted.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He squeezed my arm harder, this time standing and pulling me against him.
“You’ll get under that fuckin’ table and suck my
fuckin’ dick like the good little whore you are, or I’ll carry
you outa here and we’ll all have a fuckin’ go.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">His buddies laughed and clinked beer bottles like it was one big party.
There was no way I could keep these guys from doing whatever they wanted
unless someone came to my rescue. Which this guy had obviously planned for.
It was a dark corner fairly close to the door. All he had to do was get me
outside before anyone noticed. Assuming anyone cared. But I had the feeling
the guys from Bones might take exception to anyone outside their territory
taking an employee out of their bar. That’s the way it was in prison.
Bones may not claim me as one of their own, but they would absolutely not
allow another gang to disrupt their business or mess with their employees.
At least, that’s what I was counting on.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The second the words were out of his mouth, my hand shot between his legs
and grabbed his crotch. I squeezed his balls as hard as I could, thankful
he’d grabbed my left arm and not my right. He gave a strangled cry and
doubled over, letting go of my arm, trying to pry my fingers loose but
unable to do more than weakly tug at my wrist. I squeezed just that little
bit tighter, putting every ounce of strength I had into hanging on and
tugging with a sharp jerk. The big guy fell to his knees and I let go,
stepping back quickly. I gripped my heavy serving tray in both hands,
bringing it back like I was readying myself to hit him with it even as I
continued to back away.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I bumped into someone and a big palm landed on my shoulder. I thought I was
in big trouble, but the hand pulled me back gently, and a huge guy stepped
in front of me, putting himself between me and the three men at the
table.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“There a problem here?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Yeah, there’s a fuckin’ problem! Bitch threw herself at
me then tried to back out. Tried to crush my fuckin’ balls for no
fuckin’ reason!”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“In my experience, women like Cotton don’t put their hands on
men like you willingly.” Oh, my God! Could this night get any worse?
The man who’d come to my rescue was Chase Dutton. I knew he was a
member of Bones, but I tried to stay away from him as much as I could. It
was no secret his brother was a police officer and the last thing I wanted
was to have another set of eyes on me. I had no idea why Pops and Cain had
hired me, but I didn’t want any complications in case they changed
their mind.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Why, you son of a bitch!”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The big guy lunged at Chase, but Chase simply caught him by the throat,
pulling a gun and bringing it to the man’s temple in one smooth move.
The second the barrel touched his head, Chase cocked it.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“No one touches the servers. Especially when they don’t want
it.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“But she --” He was cut off when Chase brought the butt of the
gun down on his head once before putting the barrel back to his temple. The
guy’s knees threatened to buckle, but he kept his footing.
Barely.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Don’t matter if she did. When you touched her, she changed her
mind. That’s all that counts. So you and your buddies here are all
gonna fuckin’ leave the bar. Now. Don’t come back.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“You can’t throw us out!” One of his buddies had stood
but made no move to get help. In fact, he had his hands up and backed up a
couple steps, belying his statement.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“He can,” Pops said, coming up behind me. Again, he moved me
gently out of the way, putting himself between me and the three men.
“So can I. We both say to get the fuck out.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The bar had quietened near us, but the other side seemed oblivious. I
looked around to see a couple at my tables raising nearly empty glasses or
bottles wanting refills. I desperately wanted to duck my head and just go on
about my job, but I had no idea what was expected of me.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“You good, Cotton?” Chase asked, not looking back at me but
still eyeing the men who’d yet to leave.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Yes,” I said softly. Automatically. My arm hurt, but I
wasn’t about to draw more attention to myself. “May I go back to
work?”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He glanced at me then and I quickly looked away. Chase Dutton was the
sexiest man I’d ever seen. And a man I had no business even looking
at. He also seemed to hate me on sight. Cain and Pops both assured me they
would keep my incarceration to themselves, and I didn’t want to take a
chance on anyone else finding out. Which Chase likely had. Things always
changed when anyone found out. People I thought were friends suddenly wanted
nothing to do with me. I couldn’t really blame them, but it hurt that
no one thought me important enough to find out my side of the story.
I’d kind of been crushing on Chase from a distance, and to have him
affirm that I wasn’t worth befriending -- even though I already knew
that’s what he thought -- would hurt worse than when it had happened
before. Because I was stupid to let my emotions get the better of me like
this.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“What?” Chase glanced back at me, then snapped, “No you
can’t go back to work! Get your ass to the office! I’ll talk to
you after I’ve taken out the trash over here.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>The author on…</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://books2read.com/ChaseBonesMC"><b>Pre-Order Now</b></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.rabtbooktoursandpr.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="RABT Book Tours & PR" height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/wzukusers/user-32179697/images/0ef1e26fd5f04c99b11731d6d17c8a41/RABT-Tour-Host.png" width="200" /></a></div>Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-66337218140821185082022-09-04T19:00:00.002-04:002022-09-04T19:00:00.215-04:00My code name is Jealousy, and I take the moral high road…most of the time. #newrelease #bookblitz #romanticsuspense #thriller @LoloPaigeAuthor Read a #teaser <p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/fall-2022-blitzes/lolo-paige-jealousy-release-blitz"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/b390c5ace99347aba6af64d4e58cf2c0" width="500" /></a></div><p> </p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/f1064841b0a04bb9a54453de586a566f" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="451" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/f1064841b0a04bb9a54453de586a566f" width="282" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Romantic Suspense, Romantic Thriller</span></b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Release Date:</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> September 5, 2022</span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b>Publisher: </b>Avoca Press Publishing</span>
</p><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/61777481-jealousy" target="_blank"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>My code name is Jealousy, and I take the moral high road…most of the
time.</i></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Righting wrongs where no justice exists.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">In life. In death. And in love.</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">My sniper dot targets the red-hot Irishman as The One. He’s The One,
all right…the one that steals what no one else can…my
heart.</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He lies.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He cheats.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He steals.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">And so do I…we’re the perfect match.</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">But when jealousy is a weapon for an assassin faced with a life-or-death
choice,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><i>Love doesn’t stand a chance.</i></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Dive into an elite assassin organization that brings justice to the
world.</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>We are the Sisters of Sin: A new thriller romance novel series you’ll
die for.</i></b></span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
</p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/271808d43ce94bb7abf88d88f72cf203" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="169" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/271808d43ce94bb7abf88d88f72cf203" width="509" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Excerpt</b></span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Chapter 16 - Shayla Byrne</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Code Name: Jealousy.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><i>Bratislava, Slovakia.</i></span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">When the wheels touch down in Vienna, I take a train to Bratislava under a
fake name. I want to view the countryside on the ground, since this is my
first foray to Eastern Europe. Trains relax me, unlike hurtling through the
air in a metal sausage tube that could fall out of the sky at any given
moment.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">It gives me time to prepare for my first official assignment with the
Sisters of Sin and review a few Slovak phrases I’d practiced. I settle
into a comfortable seat in the dining car and place my dinner order.
Brushing back strands of my blunt-cut red wig, I resist the temptation to
scratch my itchy scalp. I hate wearing these wigs and miss my trusty black
knit cap I wore in Ireland.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Mother has made it clear I’m to do a better job of keeping up my
appearance, especially for situations like this job I’m on now.
I’m anxious about working more in the open; I miss the dark blanket of
night where appearance wasn’t the major concern in our family’s
operation back home.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">My appearance wasn’t high on my priority list until Collin Stedman
swept me off my feet—and swept my virginity along with them. I wonder
what he’s doing right now. I miss how easy I am with him. He accepts
me as I am without bombarding me with questions about my past.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Unlike our family operation back home, Mother wants us to know who our
marks are and why we remove them. She had assigned Vanity to brief me about
this job before I left headquarters in Rome. Vanity’s specialty was
dealing with the traffickers. She’d explained that my target is a
powerhouse in the human trafficking industry that snatches young girls and
women from Eastern Europe and trafficks them to Western Europe.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I sit up in my seat and open my tablet to read the encrypted email from SOS
intel, then I scroll down to the photos section. The bald, middle-aged man
with an ever-so-charming smile and expensive suit emulates a successful CEO
on the cover of a business magazine.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">How quaint.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I move my finger down to note the name of his front company: EuroComm. I
frown at the subheading. <i>The leading edge of Europe’s 5G wireless
network.</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Not true. Declan says China has now usurped that desirable
distinction.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">My eyes narrow. It makes sense this guy would run his trafficking business
solely by digital means. Cousin Declan had explained how cybercrime
investigation bureaus had hacked into encrypted email between the man in
this photo and other ‘independent contractors’ to trace sources
and IP addresses. The bureaus had followed his pathway through dozens of
servers around the world.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">But this sleaze runs a sophisticated network, staying ten steps ahead of
everyone.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Until now.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Apparently, someone had become fed up with Mr. Sleaze’s operation and
relayed his intel to one of the three remaining Conexus board members, Jeff
Lynsey. In the name of humanity, he’d directed Mother to assign this
trafficker as a prioritized hit.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Thanks to Cousin Declan—who taught me well—my affinity for
navigating the dark web, hacking into mobile phones and email has come in
handy. I’d traced the most recent online IP address to Bratislava, and
turned it over to Finn Rogers, Mother’s right-hand man. He and his
staff oversee all things technical, and they’d flushed out the details
of where and when the mark would be most accessible.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I’m not crazy about doing this hit in an up close and personal
proximity. As part of my apprenticeship, Mother is evaluating my ability to
execute close contact hits when situations require it.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">My reasoning to accomplish this job from a sniper’s distance fell on
deaf ears. Mother wanted me out of my comfort zone to ‘become more
flexible.’ She didn’t realize what she was asking of someone
with an autistic obsessive-compulsive brain—I refuse to invoke the
word ‘disorder.’ I don’t have a disorder—I just
interpret information differently.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Uncles call it my extra special gift.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Collin told me I’m not disordered. He made it sound I was more normal
than normal people. And all my life I’d thought of myself as
defective.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I let out a shaky breath, wishing this hit wasn’t my first SOS
assignment.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">There is more than enough potential for me to mess this up.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
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</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b> About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/54b8e5c0908248d1ac70cd3bc10ba104" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/54b8e5c0908248d1ac70cd3bc10ba104" width="165" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">LoLo Paige is an award-winning author and former wildland firefighter,
whose debut novel, Alaska Spark, received three awards: An Indie B.R.A.G.
Medallion, an Eric Hoffer award, and a Next Generation Indie Book award for
romance. Alaska Spark and Alaska Inferno have ranked No.1 on the Amazon
Bestseller Lists for action adventure and romantic suspense in the U.S.,
Canada, and Australia. The true story about LoLo’s fire crew escaping
a runaway wildfire won an Alaska Press Club award and inspired her fire
series.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Back in 2021 LoLo was invited to collaborate with five other award-winning
and best-selling authors to write in the shared universe of the Sisters of
Sin series, and it has been a wild adventure ever since! It has been an
honor working with these five super talented authors to write
Jealousy.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">LoLo also has other books under the romance umbrella. Hello Spain, Goodbye
Heart, and Irish Thunder, are two romantic comedies being published by The
Wild Rose Press. Sign up for LoLo's email list to learn more about her
books.</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Contact Links</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.lolopaige.com/">Website</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://twitter.com/LoloPaigeAuthor">Twitter</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/LoLoPaigewildlandfire">Facebook</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/lolopaige/">Instagram</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.bookbub.com/profile/lolo-paige">BookBub</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.linkedin.com/in/lolo-paige-626203200/">LinkedIn</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://book-buzz.net/romantic-thriller-jealousy-by-lolo-paige/">BookBuzz</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Purchase Links</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3B90vQZ">Amazon</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/jealousy-lolo-paige/1141489597?ean=2940166262899">B&N</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/jealousy-69">Kobo</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://books.apple.com/us/book/jealousy/id6442821232">iBooks</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p>
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Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-2819863356464055312022-08-30T19:00:00.001-04:002022-08-30T19:00:00.190-04:00Be teased from new release #historical fiction, #womensfiction from guest author Marlene Cheng <p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/fall-2022-blitzes/marlene-f-cheng-the-inspectors-daughter-and-the-maid-release-blitz"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/2162cff3e0d142a8b44b17f0d12a299f" width="500" /></a></div><p> </p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/12b67c07efee4ebf8ea6795cc1508f84" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="438" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/12b67c07efee4ebf8ea6795cc1508f84" width="291" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Women's fiction, Historical romance fiction</b></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Date Published:</b></span><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> August 30, 2022</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
</p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/58609908-the-inspector-s-daughter-and-the-maid" target="_blank"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>The Inspector's Daughter and The Maid</i></b> is a moving and delightful blend of
<b>historical</b> and <b>speculative romance fiction</b>.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The foundations of traditional structures reveal themselves to be no longer
stone, but sand, and in the hearts of the Inspector's Daughter and the Maid
some natural ease gets broken, and their trust in <b>a promising future loses
its innocence</b>.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">In the severance of winds, beyond their wildest dreams, <b>possibilities are
awakened</b>.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b>Which one will win the heart of the wealthy merchant's son - the Music
Teacher?</b></span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/4f7ae6429c8f4712b087ba656f141037" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/4f7ae6429c8f4712b087ba656f141037" width="400" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Excerpt</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">It’s the city of Delft, the capital of the Dutch Republic, sometime
in the mid-17th century. Nowhere in Delft is far from water. It’s a
small city of canals, overflowing with humanity that ripples over a few
acres and out the city gates into the low-lying farmland and to Oospoort,
the city’s opening to the North Sea and to the world. To place it, a
brisk morning’s walk will get you north to Hague, the centre of the
Netherland’s government and courts. It’s a carriage ride to
Amsterdam. The Reformation and a changed Christian practice may have been
the instigator. But the foundations of traditional structures, of not only
religion, but consequently, also of community and family, revealed
themselves to be no longer stone, but sand. If this crumbling and the
confusion it caused wasn’t happening, the Inspector’s Daughter
and the Maid’s story may never have been told. The society, however,
was not infrangible, and these juffrouwen were ripe. The social changes that
were birthing, sprung from mindfulness towards humanity. Small incremental
steps. No giant leaps. That’s what was best for the greater good.
Seeds that consequence stories can be planted by previous generations, and,
indeed, such is the case here. The mother of one of the girls was the
progenitor. Thus, the story begins with he r.</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/470d64b2a9e1440b86fe288a01d1b299" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="272" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/470d64b2a9e1440b86fe288a01d1b299" width="272" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Marlene Cheng is a Maincrest Media and a Book Excellence award-winning
author of women's fiction. Her books are about the relationships that define
women's lives--romance, friendship, and family. Marlene is a keen observer
of how people think and feel, and she writes lyrical, uplifting, and
emotionally rich stories.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">What is being said: "Today's best up-and-coming fiction
writer."--Publishers Daily Reviews. "Marlene writes with great
facility. Her writing is intelligent: her prose is poetic."--Dr. David
Yeung MBBS FRCPC (certified psychiatrist). "A fantastic journey that
takes readers to the innermost corners of the human heart."--Reader's
Favorites.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Marlene was prairie-born, farm-raised, and now lives among the old-growth
pine and cedar, overlooking the Pacific Ocean on the West Coast of
Canada</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Contact Links</b></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.marlenecheng.com">Website</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.twitter.com/marlenecheng">Twitter</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/memoir.cheng/">Facebook</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/marlenecheng">Instagram</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/marlenecheng">GoodReads</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://book-buzz.net/historical-womens-fiction-the-inspectors-daughter-and-the-maid-by-marlene-f-cheng/">BookBuzz</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Purchase Links</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3e308P4">Amazon</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.amazon.ca/Inspectors-Daughter-Maid-Marlene-Cheng-ebook/dp/B0B8X63B6Y/">Amazon CA</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p>
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Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-54100263862220996312022-08-26T15:10:00.001-04:002022-08-26T15:10:48.655-04:00Sizzling opposites-attract #Regency #romance by Charlie Lane, a lady of passion and an earl of logic commit to a fake courtship as rakish as it is daring. #newrelease<p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/summer-2022-blitzes/charlie-lane-only-rakes-would-dare-release-blitz"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/616094f56e1245f09e797ee2114933e2" width="500" /></a></div><p> </p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/177a64cf51954aac9d57ea41b896bc70" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/177a64cf51954aac9d57ea41b896bc70" width="292" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">#5 The Debutante Dares Series</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Historical Romance, Regency Romance, Steamy Romance</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Date Published:</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> August 25, 2022</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b>Publisher:</b> WOLF Publishing</span>
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60780837-only-rakes-would-dare" target="_blank"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b>In this sizzling opposites-attract Regency romance by Charlie Lane, a lady
of passion and an earl of logic commit to a fake courtship as rakish as it
is daring.</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Lady Edith knows the sting of unrequited love, and now she wants only one
thing—to marry a man who desires her or to never marry. But at the
Season’s end, her father threatens to provide a husband if she cannot
secure one herself. When a family friend saves her from the unwanted
advances of one of their suitors, she falls a little bit in love. With his
auburn hair and radical ideas about women, Griffin Paxton, the Earl of
Eastern, is perfect. Except he doesn’t want her back.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Griffin will not be distracted by Lady Edith’s diamond-eyed beauty.
He needs a wife to fulfill his dying father’s wish, and he needs her
to be a model of propriety to repair the family reputation his rakish father
sullied. When Lady Edith calls herself a rake, he knows she’ll never
do. He’ll have to guard his attraction to her fiery spirit and open
heart behind thick ice walls and look elsewhere.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">But when Edith suggests they forge a fake engagement to appease both their
fathers, Griffin can’t refuse. She needs his help, and he never
ignores a damsel in distress. Will a fake courtship bring out their rakish
desires, or will it offer a home to two hurting hearts?</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Daring the Duke</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 1</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 2</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Kiss or Dare</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 3</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Don’t You Dare, My Dear</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 4</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Only Rakes Would Dare</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 5</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Daring Done Right</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 6</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/6a1df1960045428396e9fb455903741d" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/6a1df1960045428396e9fb455903741d" width="241" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Charlie Lane traded in academic databases and scholarly journals for
writing steamy Regency romcoms like the ones she’s always loved to
read. Her favorite authors are Jane Austen (who else?), Toni Morrison,
William Blake, Julia Quinn, and Maya Rodale.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Charlie writes unique stories with unconventional characters who push
against the rigid restrictions of their society. Officially, Charlie has a
Ph.D. in literature with a focus on the nineteenth-century novel and
children’s literature and answers to Professor. Unofficially,
she’s a high-flying circus-obsessed acrobat, with an emphasis on
two-tail silks and answers to Muscles Magee. She lives with her own Colonel
Brandon, two little dudes, and a furry fella in East Tennessee.</span>
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Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-13328839024408829602022-08-16T16:02:00.001-04:002022-08-16T16:02:09.165-04:00Mad Scientists Society Book 1 #newrelease book blitz The Courtesan and Mr. Hyde #steampunk #romance #historicalromance #teaser from Catherine Stein<p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/summer-2022-blitzes/catherine-stein-the-courtesan-and-mr-hyde-release-blitz"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/61bd2b2316be45469dc6f5b4beb1968f" width="500" /></a></div><p> </p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/10831599a7e94a439c34ffe7e872f9be" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="454" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/10831599a7e94a439c34ffe7e872f9be" width="284" /></a>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Mad Scientists Society, Book 1</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Historical Romance, Steampunk Romance</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Date Published:</b></span><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> August 16, 2022</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b>Publisher:</b> Steam Cat Press</span>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/61322534-the-courtesan-and-mr-hyde" target="_blank"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></a></div>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Sometimes the path to true love is a walk on the wicked side.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Dr. Henry Jekyll has—almost—always lived by the rules. Hoping
to improve society by separating a person’s good and evil halves, Hal
tests an experimental potion on himself. When the drug lowers his usual
inhibitions, Hal crashes a high-class party, downs a strong drink, and
propositions a sophisticated courtesan. All in the name of science, of
course.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Calliope Finch needs only six more months as a glamorous mistress to earn
enough to open the library of her dreams. So when Callie meets the awkward,
bookish party crasher calling himself Mr. Hyde, she knows nothing can come
of it. Not when his curious charm and unfailing honesty come at the expense
of his bank account. All she can spare him is a kiss—and maybe one
night.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Spurred on by their unwavering attraction, Hal and Callie soon become
friends and scientific collaborators. But Callie’s list of potential
protectors is dwindling, Hal’s potion might not be the solution he
hopes, and a mysterious enemy is making mischief at every turn. With their
goals slipping ever further from reach, Hal and Callie must put their minds
and hearts to the test. Even if it means freeing sides of themselves
they’ve long kept hidden.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><br /></p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/6d95e7c9c983458dbf6419cc21054632" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="476" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/6d95e7c9c983458dbf6419cc21054632" width="476" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Excerpt</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">She needed to get back to work. Nothing could come of wasting her time
flirting with this mysterious party-crasher. No matter how intriguing he
was.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“It is quite the extravagant affair,” the man said. His gaze
fixed on Callie, sweeping up and down her body. “I’m glad I
came. Mr. Ackner’s stoves may be second-rate, but his guests certainly
are not.” Again, his face twitched a bit. Callie had the impression he
wasn’t accustomed to speaking so boldly. Perhaps the alcohol had
loosened his tongue.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">She tried to quash her curiosity. It was time to move on. She glanced
around, seeking potential wealthy lovers. That bastard Hinsberg caught her
eye and gave her a wink. Callie quickly turned her gaze away. She could
overlook the fact that he was twice her age, but he was cold and cruel, and
that was entirely unacceptable.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">She took hold of the party-crasher’s arm and steered him toward the
exit, telling Hinsberg without words she was otherwise occupied. The young
man flinched at her touch but didn’t try to pull away, allowing her to
lead him out into the hall.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Are we headed to a private chamber for amorous purposes?” he
asked, a hopeful note in his voice. He thrust a hand into a pocket. “I
brought coins. How much do your services cost?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Callie shook her head, trying not to laugh at his bizarre naivety.
“More than you have.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Oh.” His shoulders slumped.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Callie tossed back the remainder of her champagne and set the empty glass
on a decorative table in the middle of the corridor. Ackner could pay for
new furniture if it left rings. Her companion looked down at his own
half-finished drink, then shrugged and discarded it.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Perhaps a small subset of your services?” he offered. “I
have…” He made a quick check. “Two dollars and
forty-seven cents.”</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b> About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/5c5b7b5bbfe34869be8de8f3da655111" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/5c5b7b5bbfe34869be8de8f3da655111" width="200" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Award-winning author Catherine Stein believes that everyone deserves love
and that Happily Ever After has the power to help, to heal, and to comfort.
She writes sassy, sexy romance set during the Victorian and Edwardian eras.
Her books are full of action, adventure, magic, and fantastic
technologies.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Catherine lives in Michigan with her husband and three rambunctious kids.
She loves steampunk and Oxford commas, and can often be found dressed in
Renaissance Festival clothing, drinking copious amounts of tea.</span>
</p>
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Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-2867522223446509672022-07-27T19:30:00.011-04:002022-08-17T08:21:03.339-04:00Yay, Release day for #MMromance #gay #fantasy Dragon Bridge from @evernightpub and E. D. Parr @parr_books #hot #newrelease #MM #eroticromance Read a #teaser <p><span style="text-align: center;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJO5riplUz0qkK6N9ablPo_jmFvNo-6Le6JTqVFR4BXSpJUGHsEfssIaKnfNMz55R9xY8r3HPUE_cW79kLeIgxszafefY1u8e7qhTWGBm-3bxmSjycDHGVmuRyda-NmJKHCOIWD9SjlrkO1INW1sJw0uKDo6y810AXA7BXlwcl7kO0kyi45Wnx_xs7/s851/dragon%20bridge-banner2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="851" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJO5riplUz0qkK6N9ablPo_jmFvNo-6Le6JTqVFR4BXSpJUGHsEfssIaKnfNMz55R9xY8r3HPUE_cW79kLeIgxszafefY1u8e7qhTWGBm-3bxmSjycDHGVmuRyda-NmJKHCOIWD9SjlrkO1INW1sJw0uKDo6y810AXA7BXlwcl7kO0kyi45Wnx_xs7/w640-h240/dragon%20bridge-banner2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;">Tired from his high
stress work fighting cyber-crime, handsome, Key Alder takes a vacation on a beautiful
Italian coast. He travels from one gorgeous town to another and after a
perilous journey lost in the mountains, he settles into his hotel and relaxes.</span></div>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">In a beachside café,
next to a warm pale-blue ocean, a performer hands out fliers for an arts
festival in a mountain village. Lured by adventure, Key attends an evening
performance of fire juggling acrobats in the legendary village piazza. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Beautiful, enigmatic
Claudio Di Fiore, the star of the show, sees Key in the audience and is
captured by a wonderful feeling he’s unaccustomed to. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Claudio wants Key. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Key is enchanted by
Claudio. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A passionate love
grows between the two men. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">When Claudio’s
mysterious ancient family threaten to tear them apart, will Key risk everything
to stay with his loved one?</span><b><o:p></o:p></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbv4tK8Rkx4tCHfsXpUPQ-1dQpG-Jf9p4HEYBb3yhah9urbJjL-j5imo0r7tK5l_xiHcxOJgHwe44VRQSX-qx36_rYI1RBqAoZNoioNktsPihLEkkJ0avrDMFlsnS--7SGu1_VunfPac-bJoLPtQIvunmei7WEnYX2DCpQ9ct0yD6N4okU85xq5VKQ_w/s400/drago.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="204" data-original-width="400" height="102" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbv4tK8Rkx4tCHfsXpUPQ-1dQpG-Jf9p4HEYBb3yhah9urbJjL-j5imo0r7tK5l_xiHcxOJgHwe44VRQSX-qx36_rYI1RBqAoZNoioNktsPihLEkkJ0avrDMFlsnS--7SGu1_VunfPac-bJoLPtQIvunmei7WEnYX2DCpQ9ct0yD6N4okU85xq5VKQ_w/w200-h102/drago.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>From E. D. Parr</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 150%;">I
first started thinking about this story around two years ago when I saw a
shadow across the full moon that looked like a dragon. It was a dark gray
cloud, but it captured my imagination and for a year, I considered a plot that
might work that sight into a story and so the legend of Ponte Drago, (Dragon
Bridge) was born.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">My
lovely hero Key Alder is an ordinary guy, worn down by life as many people are.
Naturally, I’m in love with him, as I am with all my characters. Unlike, Oliver
Honeycutt in Night Song, he’s not modeled on any of my gay male work colleagues
who have become dear friends. He stands alone, and like all my characters he
must, and does have, a wonderful love story and happy ending.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Claudio
Di Fiore, my other hero is, as Key Alder puts it, gorgeous and enigmatic. I
think, right now, he is one of my favorite characters from any of my MM romance
stories. His love for Key is steadfast and fierce. He's a fife dancer and acrobat. His daring leaps capture his audiences. When he sees Key among the crowd he sets out to capture his heart. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The
story is contemporary gay MM romance, fantasy, adventure, and paranormal
romance. The love scenes are hot and the action varied.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 150%;">
</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I
hope readers enjoy the legend and the love story as much as I loved writing it.</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Satisfy; font-size: medium; text-indent: 0.5in;">E. D. Parr</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHNPmP6nj4PQ3Pm3I3-Rvt32YUR_fOG31TIRVpkOU4f3NIktQkpaYbYF16KTO9U9gUwkTySp9zWwXU0OWyRdzDWajJ-qnXVk0x0rXIkWhd1X7fdEPghgaKHiL1HSAO7ED2B2Dks21n1xYVNKROIcdGaoI2Dl0cvz5u3rblquXtL7l87J4z42qctj-/s240/drag1%20copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="123" data-original-width="240" height="103" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHNPmP6nj4PQ3Pm3I3-Rvt32YUR_fOG31TIRVpkOU4f3NIktQkpaYbYF16KTO9U9gUwkTySp9zWwXU0OWyRdzDWajJ-qnXVk0x0rXIkWhd1X7fdEPghgaKHiL1HSAO7ED2B2Dks21n1xYVNKROIcdGaoI2Dl0cvz5u3rblquXtL7l87J4z42qctj-/w200-h103/drag1%20copy.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Dancing Script; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Read a teaser</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The beautiful man in his arms sighed as Key kissed him.
“I want you so much. I have to tell you. This, the way I feel about you, it’s
new to me. Feel my heart.” He grabbed one of Key’s hands and pressed the palm
to his chest.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Key gasped at the touch of Claudio’s fingers and the
muscles beneath his hand. Claudio’s heart thumped. Key whispered between
kisses. “My heart is racing, too. Claudio, the moment I saw you something
happened to me…”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Claudio kissed him—surged against him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A groan escaped Key at the feel of Claudio’s rock hard
cock through his pants. He shifted his hips a little so that his own aching
dick pressed on the hard column. He held Claudio’s face and kissed him, pouring
tenderness into the embrace as seeds of love mingled with lust. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Key, we need to talk. You know, to find out things about
each other. Have dinner with me tomorrow. Meet me. There’s a restaurant hotel
in the valley. I don’t perform tomorrow night. It’s the fire eater’s
spotlight.” He stopped whispering and kissed Key.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I’d love to have dinner with you.” Key answered a breath
away from Claudio’s lips. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Claudio moved half a step away. He shook his head
slowly. “I have to go. The troupe will wonder where I am. I don’t want to. I
want to be here in your arms. The restaurant tomorrow night in the valley, 8:00,
okay, it’s called Luna Blu.” He smiled.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Key nodded. “I’ll find it.” He grabbed Claudio close
and hugged him tight. Then he let him go.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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</span>June 21, 2022<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="Standard"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Cover Designer:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Angela Jenks<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tropes/Themes:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span>Billionaires,
Small Towns, Rock Stars, Office Romance, Secret Bosses, Second Chances, First
Crushes, Enemies-To-Lovers, Friends-To-Lovers</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;">The Laughbox</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"> contains SIX full-length
novels so you can start all of <i>New York Times</i> bestselling romantic
comedy author Julia Kent’s series, plus get an ALL NEW NOVELLA you can’t find
anywhere else. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Get a taste of billionaires, small towns, rock
stars, office romance, secret bosses, second chances, first crushes,
enemies-to-lovers, friends-to-lovers, and so much more.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Each series is wildly different from the others,
with varying heat levels, different hijinks, but always, <i>always</i> - a
heartwarming world you want to live in, with heroes who make you swoon and
heroines who make you laugh - and cheer on in their quests for happily-ever-after
endings.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">This boxed set includes:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;">Shopping for a Billionaire</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"> (a <i>New
York Times</i> bestseller)<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;">Fluffy</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"> (a <i>USA Today</i>
bestseller)<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;">Love You Wrong</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;">Random Acts of Crazy</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"> (a <i>New
York Times</i> bestseller) <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;">In Your Dreams</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;">Maliciously Obedient</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"> (a <i>USA
Today</i> bestseller)<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">and an ALL NEW novella, <i>Shopping for a
Billionaire’s Anniversary</i>, featuring Declan and Shannon from Shopping for a
Billionaire, as they celebrate their anniversary with affection, heat, and a
hilarious set of awkward mishaps that still manage to be conquered by love.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sink into seven fun stories that leave you with
all the feels, loads of laughs, and strange looks from people around you as you
read, giggle, and fall in love.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;">Note: each of these are series starters. Some
are standalones (Fluffy), others end with the main characters together but with
more books in the series as I follow their relationship (Shopping for a
Billionaire, Random Acts of Crazy), others are prequels (Love You Wrong, In
Your Dreams), while Maliciously Obedient has a cliffhanger. Full, up-front
transparency for readers.</span></i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Author Bio:</span></b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i>New York Times</i> and <i>USA Today</i> bestselling
author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. Since 2013, she has sold
more than 2 million books, with 4 <i>New York Times</i> bestsellers and more than
21 appearances on the <i>USA Today</i> bestseller list. Her books have been
translated into French, German, and Italian, with more titles releasing in the
future.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds
a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon
from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping
her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire she met in a romantic
comedy).<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She lives in New England with her husband and three children
where she is the only person in the household with the gene required to change
empty toilet paper rolls.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She loves to hear from her readers by email at julia@jkentauthor.com,
on Twitter @jkentauthor, on Facebook at @jkentauthor, and on Instagram @jkentauthor.
Visit her at <a href="http://jkentauthor.com/">http://jkentauthor.com</a> <o:p></o:p></span></p>
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Author Page:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Julia-Kent/e/B00A99V268/">https://www.amazon.com/Julia-Kent/e/B00A99V268/</a><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Read an Excerpt from all-new Shopping for a Billionaire novella, <i>SHOPPING FOR A BILLIONAIRE’S
ANNIVERSARY </i></span></span></b></p>
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<p class="Standard"><i><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Shannon<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">In an effort to be more active, I walk down the hallway toward the
stairwell, with a bounce in my step and a smile on my face.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Declan and I have the whole day, and now the night,
together. He's re-creating our first dates, starting with a wine picnic at the
same park and ending at the incredibly private lighthouse where we had dinner.
You can rent it for overnights now, and Declan did. Set up everything with our
nanny, Mia.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Or, rather, his executive assistant did. Still... it
counts.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I get Declan all to myself for more than twenty-four
perfect hours.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Our daughter is settled in with Mia, the wonderful
nanny we've had since I went back to work, and there's a birthday party
tomorrow for a pre-school classmate that Ellie's so excited about. An indoor
splash park, pizza, cake, and fun–what more could a nearly-four-year-old want
while Mommy and Daddy are gone?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Something in my chest pulls a little. She's our one and
only, and it’s been almost eighteen months of trying for a sibling with no
success. The mental gymnastics I go through to avoid thinking nonstop about my
body's failure are incredible. If they gave medals for Fertility Crossfit, I'd
be on the podium.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span style="color: black;">Secondary infertility</span></i><span style="color: black;"> is a phrase I've come to loathe.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“MAMA!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Just as my hand is on the industrial steel door to the
stairwell, I hear her, Ellie's footsteps banging down the carpeted floor, her
dark, wavy hair flying behind her like a mare's mane. A grin stretches her
face, and she's clutching something made of red construction paper. Mia walks
behind her, slow but observant, moving toward us but in no hurry.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Her bond with Ellie is secure.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Yes?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I made this for you and Daddy!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">It's a red heart with glitter covering every square
millimeter, and a few PAW Patrol stickers for good measure.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Buried under the glitter are words in purple marker:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">HApy AniversrY Love ELLie<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b><span style="color: #0e0e0e; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Release blitz organized by <a href="http://www.writermarketing.co.uk/">Writer Marketing Services</a>.</span></b><span style="color: #0e0e0e; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAUCtfTVRPwsPIKyY3uV2yJPb8hSgRmJk5xZSZlX8ena0wiuyW8F3eZk00OKn8bQqN2_DmT6qoeC573h5aaAHtkIk9-HCXCPOY1qacTVngClSvE1NErWUE9C0QfIW9F1Xd9f9zDsHur16yrepHOkzkpu0f0zHaQCp1AfQcNd5ewxX2Sh2RypjrUTNhvA/s940/WMS%20Release%20Blitz%20Button.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="940" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAUCtfTVRPwsPIKyY3uV2yJPb8hSgRmJk5xZSZlX8ena0wiuyW8F3eZk00OKn8bQqN2_DmT6qoeC573h5aaAHtkIk9-HCXCPOY1qacTVngClSvE1NErWUE9C0QfIW9F1Xd9f9zDsHur16yrepHOkzkpu0f0zHaQCp1AfQcNd5ewxX2Sh2RypjrUTNhvA/s320/WMS%20Release%20Blitz%20Button.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-74978815185941472072022-06-21T19:00:00.001-04:002022-06-21T19:00:00.198-04:00New release #bookblitz for #womensfiction #paranormal Eastside Witch Hunt @MmeDechamps <p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/summer-2022-blitzes/t-j-deschamps-eastside-witch-hunt-release-blitz"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/883a2cff0d05405fba27e6b15b564d56" width="500" /></a></div><p> </p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/37e37376f60c436183b9107f1c58ca41" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/37e37376f60c436183b9107f1c58ca41" width="267" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Midlife Supernaturals #2</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Paranormal Women's Fiction</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Date Published:</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> June 21, 2022</span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Supernatural Council of the Pacific Northwest didn't thoroughly think
through the consequences when we decided to come out of the supernatural
closet. Heaven is pissed. Hell is not respecting our treaty. The mundanes
and fanatical religious groups our protesting our existence. Let's not
mention, the weirdos who want to bag a monster boyfriend/girlfriend.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Add insult to serious injury. Supes are going missing. Powerful supes. I'm
not sure if it's Heaven, Hell, the protestors, or fanatics wanting their
personal non-fictional monster in their closet.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The cops are breathing down my neck because they think I have something to
do with it all.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Oh, and the Baba Yaga isn't a myth. It's a powerful coven and they want me
to join them.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Did I mention my full-blood fae siblings are counting the hours until my
second puberty is complete so they can kill me and daddy Oberon says I have
to make my own faerie to stop them?</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Who has time for that?</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><i>If you like K.F. Breene, Shannon Mayer, and Darynda Jones, and books with
badass women over 40, you'll love Midlife Supernaturals!</i></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>Other books in the Midlife Supernaturals series</i></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Eastside Hedge Witch</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Midlife Supernaturals #1</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">A Paranormal Women's Fiction with intrigue, humor, and a main character who
believes her wits are mightier than a sword.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Eastside Mórrígan</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Midlife Supernaturals #3</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Coming Soon</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c57c38b4cd124c08bd26e9c77e57744a" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="264" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c57c38b4cd124c08bd26e9c77e57744a" width="264" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">T.J. Deschamps grew up in the Pennsylvania mountains, daydreaming about
monsters and eating a healthy dose of fantasy and science fiction daily. She
now lives in the Pacific Northwest, raising three teenagers and pet mom to
three cats and a tortoise named lily. T.J. likes to write fantastical books
with diverse characters and subversive themes. She might be part dragon, and
hopes to bind herself to an eldritch creature to do her bidding.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Contact Links</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://tammydeschamps.com">Website</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://twitter.com/MmeDeschamps">Twitter</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/TJDeschampsauthor">Facebook</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/writer.reads/">Instagram</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.tiktok.com/@tjdeschampsauthor">TikTok</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://book-buzz.net/eastside-witch-hunt-a-paranormal-womens-fiction-novel-by-t-j-deschamps/">BookBuzz</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Purchase Link</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B09K4PGM3S">Amazon</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.rabtbooktoursandpr.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="RABT Book Tours & PR" height="400" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/wzukusers/user-32179697/images/0ef1e26fd5f04c99b11731d6d17c8a41/RABT-Tour-Host.png" width="400" /></a></div>
Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-47530434842455820892022-06-09T17:56:00.015-04:002022-06-20T15:50:24.881-04:00 New releases, The Author's Cut for #PNR The Horoscope Writer, Bethany Snow, #detectivemystery and Millie Reinvented #sweetromance #womensfiction <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjLFvgWB1rS3WwmyAkPVNckJmMrI1K7g8jz2oHfdcLvvW1fQi8_FyWXjfuFtRqWpOoD8PYrRuLXMh-uuDxL__AKDlxhQAp1zsGTRxlTQpY0gTSMUOi3XGDfSDu2Bjpu1cZula5PZSZzCpxjJxdhIU0ISrY-50esIpwGGSxAJm2QFaFULwsQuUj2OyA/s900/THW2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="269" data-original-width="900" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjLFvgWB1rS3WwmyAkPVNckJmMrI1K7g8jz2oHfdcLvvW1fQi8_FyWXjfuFtRqWpOoD8PYrRuLXMh-uuDxL__AKDlxhQAp1zsGTRxlTQpY0gTSMUOi3XGDfSDu2Bjpu1cZula5PZSZzCpxjJxdhIU0ISrY-50esIpwGGSxAJm2QFaFULwsQuUj2OyA/w640-h192/THW2.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Dominic doesn’t know if he
really believes in horoscopes and yet he writes them for a magazine. Known as
Starman to his fans, Dominic has a gift for writing accurate horoscopes. He’s
so good at this job he begins to wonder why. Has he inherited the talent from
his late, Great Uncle Aubrey who bequeathed him a cottage estate and a strange
tattoo?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Artist, Cassie rents a
workshop in the row of buildings opposite Dominic’s cottage. When she meets
Dominic, and is attracted to him, she sets out to befriend him with a view to
romance.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">As they spend time together,
Dominic falls in love with Cassie and she loves him in return.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Faced with his increasingly
weird ability to predict the future through his horoscope writing, fear
overwhelms Dominic when he predicts a disappointing loss for his own star sign.
He’s sure he’s going to lose Cassie’s love. Will his anxiety actually drive
Cassie away?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B2Q3TNCW">https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B2Q3TNCW</a><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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Black Detective Agency alongside her brother Jake. In this case, they’re
assigned to protect movie star, Seth Carbery. He’s receiving threatening
letters and the detectives need to find the perpetrator fast as the bizarre
case takes some curious twists and turns.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">As Bethany protects Seth, and
the threats against his life escalate, affection grows between them.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Detective mystery and sweet
romance.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B2QD1KD7">https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B2QD1KD7</a><o:p></o:p></p><span style="font-weight: 700;"></span></div></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B0B2QD1KD7">https://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B0B2QD1KD7</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">
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failing and she doesn’t know why. Her efforts to save it are fruitless.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">At the office party, August
kisses Millie under the mistletoe. The kiss is a revelation for Millie. She
can’t remember when her partner actually kissed her back let alone like this.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">It’s time fate changed
Millie’s lonely life.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">August hopes he’ll run into
Millie at the office, and as time passes without this happening, his hope turns
to longing.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Finally, they meet again.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">By chance, August discovers
why Millie’s partner treats Millie the way he does and it breaks August’s
heart. He can’t tell her even though he wants to.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Gentle, kind, August is loved
by all his friends. He’s the good guy. When they discover he’s falling for
Millie and what he knows about Millie’s present partner, they decide to give
fate a hand.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A modern love story. A
Sweeter Romance.<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B2Q1DLHY">https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B2Q1DLHY</a><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B0B2Q1DLHY">https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B0B2Q1DLHY</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: verdana;">.99 cents or</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: verdana;">Read free on kindle unlimited</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpiuCaGEqlzEv5oqFV7Z1T-5GyCQMWx_8qsjr5y5GTioNenw1Y8P2h9-miMQ40_8kO5Hps8OGAjYlGnIDjI4nNIHA206z1UTQjA3WphGxmiWlYWb9pg1Z38bDrA9qKsWydWpp9RLadRMuF8sm6GGPruQEKhYz0PvIMTqLC4XC1ypiXoSsURBrCdmqF/s429/milliekindleU.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="429" data-original-width="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpiuCaGEqlzEv5oqFV7Z1T-5GyCQMWx_8qsjr5y5GTioNenw1Y8P2h9-miMQ40_8kO5Hps8OGAjYlGnIDjI4nNIHA206z1UTQjA3WphGxmiWlYWb9pg1Z38bDrA9qKsWydWpp9RLadRMuF8sm6GGPruQEKhYz0PvIMTqLC4XC1ypiXoSsURBrCdmqF/s16000/milliekindleU.jpg" /></a></b></div><b><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></b><p></p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b></b></span><p></p>Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-31172080714624336042022-05-31T19:00:00.003-04:002022-05-31T19:00:00.211-04:00Read a whole #chapter #teaser from guest #author @Bailey_Author #romanticsuspense Hidden Identities new release <p> </p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/spring-2022-tours/bailey-thomas-hidden-identities-virtual-book-tour"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c5adbe6fa22046839da1e137633356e3" width="500" /></span></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/a575e51f0b574e82990c6fe803abf55a" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/a575e51f0b574e82990c6fe803abf55a" width="428" /></span></a>
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Mill Creek Mystique Series, Book Two</span>
</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;"><b>Romantic Suspense</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;"><b><span>Published</span></b><span>: April 5, 2022</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b>Publisher: </b>Champagne Book Group</span>
</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60749627-hidden-identities" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></span></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">Clarke Dragoon has lived behind an alias to infiltrate criminal
organizations to dismantle and bring them to justice. A similar tactic he's
perfected within his own life because it requires his undivided attention.
The other benefit is that he can't dwell on what's missing from his
life.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">Thanks to Aimee Lang's ex-husband, her life was shattered. Now, she must
use her new identity to reinvent herself. When a string of questionable
events takes place, the well-crafted lies of her new life deteriorate,
exposing the horror of her past.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">While Aimee's life unravels, Clarke offers his home as a temporary respite.
Sparks fly between them, causing the line between reality and perception to
diminish, leaving them with life-altering decisions.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">Will Clarke and Aimee be able to see past the deception to find the truth
and forge a future together?</span>
</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i>Other books in the Mill Creek Mystique Series:</i></b></span>
</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/363783e7f0594c39a3acb57e63152c96" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/363783e7f0594c39a3acb57e63152c96" width="213" /></span></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Trent’s Redemption</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">Mill Creek Mystique, Book One</span>
</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">Can they face their demons and find love?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">Trent Jacobs had everything he wanted in life until the flash of a muzzle
ripped his world apart. Now he only has guilt. Permanently removed from
fieldwork due to questionable events, Trent retires from the FBI. He
retreats to the small town of Mill Creek, Idaho, to become the town
sheriff.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">Margaret King knows what it’s like to be alone and isolated. Losing
her parents as a child was impossible, but the death of her brother damn
near killed her. When a strange van appears on her street and her apartment
is broken into, she turns to Trent, the only man she knows she can
trust.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">After Maggie shows up terrified and haunted, Trent’s guilt explodes.
She makes him want things he doesn’t deserve, including her. As their
past collides with the present, Trent is forced to face his demons to
protect her. Or risk losing her.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09FLVKHQC">Amazon</a></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/trents-redemption-bailey-thomas/1140135315?ean=2940165586255">B&N</a></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/trent-s-redemption">Kobo</a></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://books.apple.com/us/book/trents-redemption/id1584528205">iBooks</a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Read the teaser:</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Chapter One</b><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The pulse from the beat of the music
vibrated down Aimee Lang’s spine as endorphins flooded her body. Memories of
dancing with her father filled her head while lyrics from a popular western
song echoed through her ears. She shimmied against the vinyl seat of the booth,
longing to join her friends who were on the dance floor.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Friday Fresh was her favorite event
at Two Stepping Bar and Grill because they showcased local bands the second
Friday of every month. Listening to up-and-coming performers of all types
ranked high on her list of favorites, a cathartic experience allowing her to
support artists who took risks to share their love of music.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She loved music almost as much as
she enjoyed making up stupid little moves and dances. Her father had shared his
eclectic love of music with her, and together they’d danced their way through
life. To most, their moves had been pathetic, perhaps even silly, but to them,
choreographed masterpieces.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A giggle escaped her lips until the
warmth that had encircled Aimee’s heart from those memories began fading. When
would she stop torturing herself by remembering the past? That life had ended;
now she had to focus on the present.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A prickle of awareness washed over
her body. Aimee inhaled, moving her neck from side to side. Her gaze scanned
the crowd until she saw the hulking man with all his muscles who appeared to be
casually leaning against the wall, listening to the band. Clarke Dragoon was
anything but casual and pushed all her buttons, from his overbearing personality
to his rugged good looks. He’d won over the residents of Mill Creek when he’d
helped her friend, Margaret King, out of a perilous situation not long ago, but
Aimee had to keep her distance, even if it grew harder every day. Since she
couldn’t trust her decision-making skills toward men, it was easier to avoid
romantic entanglements altogether. She would not make the same mistake twice.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">What she wanted more than anything
else was to break a damn sweat on the dance floor. To stop observing from the sidelines
while everyone else got to enjoy their life—but that was the point. Now, her
job was to embrace a new existence and not fall into any norms of the past.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Warm air circled around her body
from all the activity surrounding her. Maybe she could allow herself an hour,
an amalgam of her old and new self. How much trouble could that cause? That
thought rolled around in her head while her heart beat against her chest in
excitement. Who would even know?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“You okay, Aimee?” Maggie asked, a
frown marring her face, but concern radiated from the depths of her big green
eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee hated all the secrets, but
that burden would squarely sit on her shoulders until she died. “I’m fine, just
tired from a long week.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I don’t know about you ladies, but
I’m parched from shaking my derrière,” Irene quipped as she approached the
table.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Laughter erupted around Aimee at
Irene’s comment. That woman had a heart of gold, but that didn’t mean this
petite woman in her late fifties with those beautiful blue eyes and long white
hair was a pushover. Neither was Maggie. She fought for the people she loved,
but her charm came from her subtlety. There was no doubt Aimee had been lucky
in the friendship department since moving to Mill Creek. Both women were fun,
loyal, and loving. The burden of not being able to tell them the whole truth
weighed on her, but she’d made an agreement that couldn’t be altered. Her lungs
constricted with that knowledge.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Maggie headed toward the dance
floor. “Oh, I love this song.” Her declaration interrupted Aimee’s maudlin
thoughts.<br />
“It’s time to throw caution to the wind. Dance on wood instead<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">of the vinyl on your seat. You’re
not fooling anyone,” Irene added, extending her hand to Aimee.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Holy smokes. There were times like
this when she really thought Irene possessed the ability to read minds. Yes,
Aimee wanted to dance, and again, what harm would come from it? It’s not like
she had a signature move that would give away her identity. She made a snap
decision after scanning the surrounding area. Her body vibrated with
excitement.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee slapped her hand into Irene’s
and smiled. “You’re right, but only one dance.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Irene’s grip closed around her hand,
pulling her closer to Maggie. “And at least two encores.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Maggie’s pleasure lit up her face
when she saw Aimee. “Crap, now I owe Irene twenty dollars.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“What?” Aimee stopped moving, her
gaze going back and forth between her friends. “You bet on this?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Of course we did. You practically
forced our hands with your stubbornness,” Irene said, shaking her shoulders to
the beat.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“You’re both incorrigible,” Aimee
replied with a laugh. She threw her hands in the air and twirled to the beat.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Before long, her cheeks strained
from the size of her smile. She felt alive. The three laughed and danced
through another song before the band slowed it down to a familiar love ballad.
A slight twinge of longing pinched Aimee’s heart as she watched Trent Jacobs,
the town’s sheriff and her boss, navigate his way through the couples gathered
on the dance floor toward his fiancée, Maggie. Those two were a perfect
pairing, and Aimee didn’t begrudge their merriment. They made each other
insanely happy. It was the fact that her dream of love, family, and a picket
fence would never happen.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Trent slid Maggie against his body
and gave his assistant his best puppy-dog face. “I know it’s ladies’ night,
Aimee, but I need this dance then she’s all yours.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“If it keeps you smiling at work,
dance twice,” Aimee replied. dancers. He winked at her before twirling
Maggie farther into the mass of<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A hand snagged Aimee’s arm, halting
her exit from the dance floor. “Don’t leave now, hot stuff. I need a close-up
after watching your sweet performance,” a man she hadn’t seen before said while
he tugged her closer. His breath smelled like stale beer, and his brown eyes were
dilated. His fingers dug into the tender flesh of her upper arm making her
wince. “Curvy and plump.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She jerked her arm back to try to
break free of his grasp. “Take your hand off me right now. I’m not interested.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Don’t play hard to get.” He tugged her
against his body.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee’s ire erupted at this man’s
barbaric behavior. She’d never been a pushover, but a sense of déjà vu
assaulted her. There was no way she’d allow herself to be trapped or powerless
again. Straightening her spine, she placed her hands on his stomach and shoved
herself backward and out of his embrace. “I said—”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“You nitwitted Neanderthal, no means
no!” Irene barked from behind her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee turned away from the man and
looped her arm through Irene’s. “Thanks for having my back. What a jerk.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Anytime, dear,” Irene said before
she turned to give that man one last glare. “He needs a serious attitude
adjustment and lessons on how to be a gentleman.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Once they reached the booth, Irene
ordered three bottles of water from their waitress. Aimee took a seat and
fanned herself with her hand. She’d forgotten how much energy she burned when
dancing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A familiar deep voice caused her to
look up. “Do you want me to remove the trash you bagged?” Clarke motioned
toward the jerk who watched her from across the room.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“No, it’s handled. Besides, I think
Irene scared the crap out of him.” She appreciated that he’d asked her instead
of making a scene. just left.Clarke nodded and headed back toward the group of
men he’d<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">When the band finished the ballad,
they announced a fifteen-minute break.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I love slow songs,” Maggie purred
as she approached the table, her cheeks rosy and her eyes bright.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“That’s because you and lover boy
engaged in dancing foreplay,” Irene announced like a host of a wildlife show on
television.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee burst out laughing at Irene’s
reply, especially when Maggie’s mouth popped open and her eyes went huge.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She slid into the booth next to
Irene. “Oh my God, at least Trent didn’t hear you. You’d embarrass the poor
man.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“What? I’m old, not dead,” Irene
said, before twisting off the cap to her water the waitress had delivered.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Ladies, I’d like to introduce my
friend, Noah. Noah, this is Irene, and you should remember Aimee,” Trent said
as the two stood in front of their table.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Noah extended his hand to each
woman. “Irene, Aimee.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Noah, it’s so good to see you
again. When did you get into town?” Maggie asked before hopping out of the
booth to give him a hug. “A little while ago. I sent Trent a text to let him
know I’d arrived,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">and he told me to meet him here.”<br />
“Let me get you a beer, buddy,” Trent said, getting the server’s<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">attention.<br />
“Well, at least you’re willing to come to the table, unlike our<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">friend who prefers the shadows.”
Irene pointed to Clarke—who lingered in the background chatting with Lance
Charles, Trent’s deputy sheriff— and waved them both over.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Irene, he’s a good man. Maybe he’s
just overwhelmed by your constant critique of him,” Maggie admonished.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Irene raised an eyebrow. “Oh hush,
it builds character.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Sorry, we only allow her out every
so often,” Aimee said as her cheeks tightened into a slight grin.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Irene turned her attention toward
Noah. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“You, honey, are easy on the
eyes. Are you single? Visiting for a little R and R?” she asked, waggling her
eyebrows.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Noah’s cheeks reddened, but he
recovered, rolling with the punches as he said, “Wow, that’s quite a welcome.
It seems I made the right choice in moving to Mill Creek. All this lovely
female attention will be good for my soul.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Everyone laughed except Trent, who
grumbled at Irene. “Be nice, or you’re going to chase away all the eligible
bachelors.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Maggie’s eyes widened briefly before
her eyebrows drew together, concern written all over her face. “Don’t get me
wrong, having you here permanently is awesome, but are you okay? Did you retire
from the FBI?” she said.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lance and Clarke joined the group in
time to hear Maggie’s question. All heads turned back to Noah, as the group
waited on his<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">answer. Noah shook his head. “Nope,
too young for retirement, but my boss, Special Agent in Charge Tim Guzman,
offered me a new assignment. I start in a few weeks. The best part is I can
live wherever I want, provided there’s an FBI office close, which means Boise
fits that requirement.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Trent slapped his friend on the
back. “Hot damn, that’s great news. Welcome to Mill Creek, man. I’ll give you
the official tour of the area tomorrow.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Perfect, and a real estate agent,”
Noah added.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I guess it’s up to me to get the
conversation back on track before we all smack backs and celebrate. Right or
left? And do you even know how to throw a ball?” Clarke asked.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The waitress delivered a new round
of beer and drinks to the table. Trent handed one to Noah and snagged one for
himself. “To friends and new beginnings,” he declared, raising his beer and
clanking each glass and bottle. “Don’t worry, Clarke, Noah will pick up your
shortcomings.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The guitarist started to play a
riff, signaling they were back and interrupting the banter between the men.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“That’s our cue to leave. Enjoy the
dancing, ladies,” Trent said to the group. He pressed a kiss to Maggie’s lips
before guiding Noah, Lance, and Clarke toward the bar.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Let’s dance,” Maggie sang out,
grabbing Irene’s hand and holding one out to Aimee.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee declined with a wave. “I’m
going to head home early. I’ve got a terrible headache starting, and I’m
exhausted.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Maggie grasped Aimee’s hand. “Do you
need anything? I can have Trent take you home.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“No, I’m good, and I’m not leaving
this second. Go dance,”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee replied, shooing her friends
to the dance floor. “Besides, it’s Mill Creek, not some big city,” she tacked
on, not wanting to have an escort as her friends headed toward the crowd.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee sat and listened to a few more
songs before making her exit. When she reached the big front doors, she turned
to say goodnight to the bouncer and exited. The cool, damp air from fall
wrapped around her heated body, carrying with it a subtle scent of pine and
rain. Mountain living appealed to her, especially the gorgeous views of the
stars at night. Tonight was darker than normal since the stars were hidden
behind a thick blanket of clouds.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Droplets of water dotted the
sidewalk, which caused Aimee to alter her route by taking the shortcut through
the alleyway between the bar and Knotty Pine Tree. She paused briefly at the
opening of the narrow passage to look and listen because being drenched, cold,
and taking the long route held zero appeal. Bright lights illuminated each end
but left the middle section darker. No noises or movement caught her eye, so
she squelched her concerns and strode down the pathway.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Around the halfway mark, she heard
male voices and laughter in front of her, but the big metal trash bin blocked
her view. She slowed as she approached the square object. Beyond the metal
structure were three men, and the one in the center was the jerk from the bar.
The beat of her heart quickened and caused a rush of blood to pound in her
ears. Like a slot machine landing all sevens, her brain registered the mistake
she’d made. Now being cold and wet a little longer didn’t seem like the worst
choice. Decision made, she propelled her feet to move with purpose and would
ignore anything they said.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“My luck has improved tonight,”
Jerk-o announced to his friends. He stepped directly in front of her, blocking
her path.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Refusing to show this idiot any
fear, she forced steel into her words and gave him a piece of her mind. “Get
out of my way. I already told you, no, and nothing has chang—” The words
abruptly stopped as her breath whooshed out of her mouth when he yanked her
against his chest and into his arms.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“She’s that girl I told you guys
about earlier. All I want from you is to finish our dance.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee struggled against his grasp.
“You’re upsetting me. Just let me go. I don’t want to dance.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">He pressed his face next to her ear
and whispered, “Come on, don’t embarrass me in front of my friends. Besides,
who wants to go home alone?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee’s eyes widened at this creep’s
gall. She jerked her knee up, disheartened when she narrowly missed his groin.
He’d sidestepped her attack and shoved her backward. In a flash, she twisted
her body to miss the wooden pallets stacked off to the side but landed hard on
her hands and knees. Her skin burned from the asphalt and rocks that tore her
flesh.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Stupid bitch,” Jerk Face spat out
as he moved toward her. “I told you, I only want a fucking dance. What’s your
problem?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">To her surprise, instead of being
attacked, all she heard were the pounding of footsteps as the three men
retreated. Aimee grimaced as she lifted her body from the ground, her knees raw
and bleeding. Her white tropical knit skirt and long-sleeved T-shirt did little
to protect her skin from the ground or the elements. Her legs trembled,
threatening to give out, so instead of ending up back on the ground, she sat
down on the stacked skids. When she looked up, a hulking form headed in her
direction. Clarke. Taking a moment to catch her breath, her mind flashed back
to the night she loathed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She’d escaped. Had pushed her body
as hard as she could toward the big gate that separated the house from the
road. The sound of a single gunshot echoed through the air. Aimee’s breath
caught in her throat while fear crawled up her neck. Her footsteps lumbered as
she struggled to stay upright. Seconds later, her face slammed into the newly
laid turf; a mixture of grass and dirt infused her senses while her knees dug
into the soft ground. In the distance, a flicker of red, blue, and white lights
caught her attention, a beacon of hope encouraging her to keep fighting—to keep
moving forward.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A deep voice bellowed out her name a
second before strong arms hefted her body off the ground. Her memory faded as
warmth infused her body. Clarke cradled her to his chest. Tears streamed down
Aimee’s face and bit into her cheeks from the cold air that funneled through
the corridor. The adrenaline that had coursed through her body moments ago
retreated, leaving her limbs heavy and her eyes drooping from exhaustion.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I’ve got you, you’re safe now,” he
crooned, taking a seat on the same spot she’d just occupied.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">He supported her in his arms as if
she were precious to him. This strong, virile man with his bald head, numerous
tattoos, and blunt attitude could be so soft and caring. So many people
misunderstood him. They lumped him into different categories due to his
appearance or his motorcycle. Human nature seemed to gravitate toward making
judgments without seeking facts or details in so many situations. Something she
too was guilty of doing when she’d first met him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I know,” she replied, content to
stay in his arms for a little longer while she soaked up his body heat and
tightened her resolve.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Can I see the damage?” he asked,
his dark brown eyes angling down to assess her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">When she nodded her consent, he kept
her anchored against his body with one hand while he used the other to lift
each leg and inspect her knees. After he finished, he tilted her head up with
his index finger so he could see her face. His movements were gentle. His brows
were drawn together while he studied her. The clenching of his jaw was his only
sign of anger. A deep, sudden intake of breath shifted her in his arms.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I’m sorry, I should’ve insisted on
taking out that trash earlier. That man, he was the one from the bar earlier,
right? I’m guess the other two were his friends?” He exhaled a deep breath, and
the sincerity of his gesture caught her off guard. The warmth of his breath
feathered across her skin. She simply nodded. “He wanted to finish
his dance, and when I tried to knee him where it counts, he shoved me to dodge
my attempt.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Clarke’s smile transformed his face.
“I like a fighter. I’m just sorry he avoided your knee. He deserved that and
much more.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I don’t want to excuse his behavior
because it sucked, but I don’t think he meant for me to get hurt. I think he’s
just an obstinate pig.”<br />
“So, I guess that leaves me with the ‘what the hell were you thinking?’
when you broke what I’d call rule number 3.”<br />
“What are you babbling about? What’s rule three?”<br />
“You know, rule one: stranger danger. Rule two: don’t jump in front of
moving vehicles, and rule three: avoid dark alleyways when alone. No, scratch
that, every damn time.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee pushed out of his arms and
stood. “Your timing was perfect. Now I need to get home. I appreciate your
concern, but I don’t need a lecture.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I’d beg to argue; however, I’ll
give you a pass tonight if you promise I can walk you home to clean and bandage
those knees. That’ll satisfy the protective side of me. I’ll call Trent on the
way so you can file an assault and battery report on that dickwad.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aimee panicked. A police report would
be the exact opposite of what she was supposed to be doing—lying low. That
certainly did not live up to blending into her newly crafted identity. She
could practically hear the US Marshal in charge of her protective detail
reinforcing, ad nauseam, the importance of staying in the background and
embracing her new identity. She hadn’t seen that loser before, so he had to be
a tourist, which meant the odds of seeing him again would be slim. The
thought of letting him go stung, but she had other concerns.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She thrust her hand against the
impenetrable wall of Clarke’s body and stopped him from standing. “You can walk
me home and help me with my knees. I’m not filing a report because of a stupid
decision.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Clarke’s brow lifted. “Run that past
me again? What he did was wrong on so many levels.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Yes, he overstepped. I’m not going
to ruin his life because he made an ass out of himself. I know you don’t
understand, but it’s my decision.” She turned and took one step down the alley
and winced. Her knees hurt from the movement.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“You’re right, and for the record, I
don’t agree with your decision. Let me give you a boost to your place.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Did this man miss anything? She’d
barely winced. Her world went sideways for a second time tonight. In a flash,
his strong arms slid around her body, hoisting up against his chest. Damn him,
she liked how she felt in his arms.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She directed him toward her place on
Main Street above one of the stores. It wasn’t much, but it was all she needed
now. After he ascended the stairs in the back of the hardware and feed store,
she removed her keys out of her pocket and laid them on his outstretched palm.
She expected him to put her down, instead he easily held her and unlocked the
door in one fluid motion.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Once inside, she flipped on the
light switch on the wall by the door and pointed to the sofa. He hesitated
momentarily before depositing her on the center cushion.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Where’s your first aid kit?” he
asked. His gaze roamed the small living area.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Bathroom under the sink, and the
washcloth on the towel rack<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">is clean.”She took the opportunity
to study his powerful, muscular frame as he moved to get her supplies. He had
to be at least six foot five and must weigh over two hundred pounds.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Even at his size, his motions were
efficient and graceful. He was comfortable in his own skin. His presence took
up most of the free space in this tiny studio.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">When he returned, he squatted in
front of her and examined her wounded knees. Carefully, he wiped away the dried
blood, added antibiotic ointment, and applied several bandages.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">When he finished, he looked up and
watched her for a few seconds. “Do you have any frozen vegetables in the
freezer? That’ll help with the bruising.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Uh, no, I have a tray of ice,
though.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">He nodded and made his way toward
the kitchen. When he returned with ice wrapped in a towel, he instructed her to
alternate icing each knee. “I know a thing or two about icing injuries. This’ll
help keep the swelling and bruising down.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She wondered what type of injuries
he’d sustained, but the words stuck on her tongue. “Thanks, Clarke.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">He took a seat on sofa and ran his
gaze over her body. Her skin tingled under his intense scrutiny. “I’ve got be
honest, I’m pissed at myself for not taking care of that douche earlier. I also
wish your knee would’ve had him singing soprano. Are you okay?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I’m fine, really,” Aimee replied,
then shifted the bag of ice to her other knee.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“How long have you lived here? Are
you still unpacking?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">That question threw her off balance
and wasn’t what she’d expected him to say next. “No, I decided to purge a lot
of things from my life when I moved here. When this space became available, I
jumped at the opportunity. The location is prefect. It’s easy to clean, and
Daniel and Lana have placed me in charge of security for their Hardware and
Feed Store.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">His eyebrows scrunched together.
“What does that mean?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I’m kidding, it’s our joke,” Aimee
replied on a stifled yawn. “I’m sorry, it’s not the company. I’m exhausted.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Understood. I’ll head out so you
can rest.” He pulled out his cellphone. “Give me your number so I can call you.
Then, you’ll have mine. If you need anything, don’t hesitate.to use it.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She hedged for a moment, then
relented. Having friends helped her with blending in and building her new life.
But she still controlled what to share and how close she allowed anyone to get.
She called out her numbers while he diligently typed the information into his
phone. Seconds later, her phone vibrated, so she answered his call before
adding his data into her contact list.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Good night, Aimee.” Clarke said.
“Lock the door after me,” he added after he crossed the threshold and closed
the door behind him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">His concern and thoughtfulness about
her safety caused a spot deep inside her chest to expand. Knowing she had
support mattered to her. It was nice to have a few people you could count on
from time to time. Loneliness sucked and could overwhelm a person.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">That thought made her stomach
flutter with hope, until her mind caught up and stomped on that bubble until it
burst. She didn’t deserve a do-over with her life. She was alone for a reason.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He had to risk losing her so he would realize how much he loved
her…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Jack Lancaster, Baron Hawthorne, hasn’t been home in four years.
He’s been too busy running from his emotions. So when he finally does
return and discovers his childhood friend, Sophia Fenmore, has gotten
engaged, he’s not only shocked, but determined to change her mind and
make her his.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Sophia has always known Jack was out of her league. But she valued his
friendship, until he broke her heart. Now he's back, as eager to charm her
as she is to thwart him.For as much as she’d like to believe Jack has
changed, she cannot risk taking a chance on a rogue. Unless of course, he
proves himself worthy.</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>Other books in the Diamonds in the Rough series:</i></b></span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/72d8307df2fe422f87e1097edfffe7d1" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="261" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/72d8307df2fe422f87e1097edfffe7d1" width="522" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">A Most Unlikely Duke</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Diamonds in the Rough, Book 1</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Duke of Her Desire</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Diamonds in the Rough, Book 2</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Illegitimate Duke</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Diamonds in the Rough, Book 3</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Infamous Duchess</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Diamonds in the Rough, Book 4</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Forgotten Duke</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Diamonds in the Rough, Book 5</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Formidable Earl</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Diamonds in the Rough, Book 6</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Her Scottish Scoundrel</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Diamonds in the Rough, Book 7</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Dishonored Viscount</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Diamonds in the Rough, Book 8</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0828MB4WS">Amazon</a></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
</p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/6f6fb3de2e584160bfbf1e77528ab409" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="197" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/6f6fb3de2e584160bfbf1e77528ab409" width="517" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/66040d0f1c70441bbcb725d02b2f7e94" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/66040d0f1c70441bbcb725d02b2f7e94" width="199" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">USA TODAY bestselling author Sophie Barnes spent her youth traveling with
her parents to wonderful places all around the world. She's lived in five
different countries, on three different continents, and speaks Danish,
English, French, Spanish, and Romanian. But, most impressive of all, she's
been married to the same man three times—in three different countries
and in three different dresses.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">When she's not busy dreaming up her next romance novel, Sophie enjoys
spending time with her family, swimming, cooking, gardening, watching
romantic comedies and, of course, reading.</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Contact Links</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="http://www.sophiebarnes.com">Website</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://twitter.com/BarnesSophie">Twitter</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/AuthorSophieBarnes">Facebook</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/sophiebarnesromancewriter/">Instagram</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.bookbub.com/profile/sophie-barnes">Bookbub</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://book-buzz.net/historical-romance-the-roguish-baron-by-sophie-barnes/">BookBuzz</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Purchase Links</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09SGG3X5D">Amazon</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-roguish-baron-sophie-barnes/1141003940?ean=2940166429520">B&N</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-roguish-baron">Kobo</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://books.apple.com/us/book/id1609949964">iBooks</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Sophie_Barnes_The_Roguish_Baron?id=amRlEAAAQBAJ">Google Play</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p>
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Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-45249768932520724642022-05-22T19:00:00.003-04:002022-05-22T19:00:00.195-04:00Moonshot , The Deprivation Trilogy on #.99cents #sale #medicalromance #sportsromance from @authorlmfox<p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/summer-2022-blitzes/lm-fox-moonshot-book-blitz"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c2f8cfab9aed45f0b909d6c7d32a898d" width="500" /></a></div><p> </p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/13cb33e6b9464bfb849d482c036ce6af" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/13cb33e6b9464bfb849d482c036ce6af" width="267" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">The Deprivation Trilogy, #0</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Contemporary romance, Sports Romance, Medical Romance</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Date Published:</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> March 2022</span></span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
</p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60037580-moonshot" target="_blank"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: red; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b>On sale for only $.99!!</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: red; font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b>Always FREE on Kindle Unlimited!!</b></span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Ava</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He calls me Elsa.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Ironic given he’s the one who can deliver a frosty reception.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Yet between the hot physique, smoldering sex appeal, and his warm, sweet
smile,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">this ice queen is melting for him a little more each day.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I pray he’s not like the rest, giving me the cold shoulder once the
challenge is met.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Because I’m ready for the fairy tale.</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Mick</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">When you’re benched from your professional baseball career, you learn
how cold the world is.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I’d lost my dream job and my girl. Never again.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Until this Nordic beauty slowly chips away at my resolve.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">There’s no stopping it. I’m falling hard for this elusive
princess.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">But can I trust this fantasy girl could be my forever and not another
nightmare?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Because Ava deserves a happily ever after, and I’m just the man for
the job.</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>Other Books in The Deprivation Trilogy</i></b></span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><br /></p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/2d6ef50723e94abb9ff97179f94bc928" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/2d6ef50723e94abb9ff97179f94bc928" width="503" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Deprivation</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Deprivation Trilogy, #1</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Fractured</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Deprivation Trilogy, #2</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Stronger</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Deprivation Trilogy, #3</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09CQ5CJQQ">Amazon</a></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/b3aece7011bb47e59479712da5356232" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/b3aece7011bb47e59479712da5356232" width="504" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;">About the Author</span></span></b></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/6950296021a34ec185f4a53016c4e961" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/6950296021a34ec185f4a53016c4e961" width="200" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">LM Fox is a married mother of three living in Virginia. She works as an
emergency room physician assistant while writing contemporary romance about
everyday heroes in medicine, EMS, firefighting, and law enforcement. She
loves crafting angsty romance with alpha heroes who fall hard for strong
women, while dealing with real world issues the reader can relate to.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Contact Links</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.authorlmfox.com">Website</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://twitter.com/authorlmfox">Twitter</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/authorlmfox">Facebook</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/authorlmfox">Instagram</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.pinterest.com/authorlmfox">Pinterest</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.tiktok.com/@lmfoxauthor">TikTok</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://book-buzz.net/contemporary-romance-moonshot-by-lm-fox/">Book Buzz</a></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Purchase Link</b></span></p>
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Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-38484644866410296442022-05-18T19:00:00.001-04:002022-05-18T19:00:00.209-04:00COVER REVEAL—Love You Again (Love You, Maine, Book 2) by Julia Kent (@jkentauthor) #romanticcomedy #romcom #contemporaryromance #romance<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipapEgbFuN7s5GGMaOUburqL4i_PiDtWCMEqeoF1X_Y84YVg571SDG31lheTiIy4wp6v5tmlILakx4kZpMPNT9HrVxqQeAVK3DF6qNJNMmhRDE_FFwuHzLuO_wR-nSUbZ-P02elQ8cexpsluuI2dlQvgaEpWR-EIY8keEuyrf35rzORFdG9oWE7tn4jg/s1920/LoveYouAgain_FBCover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="732" data-original-width="1920" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipapEgbFuN7s5GGMaOUburqL4i_PiDtWCMEqeoF1X_Y84YVg571SDG31lheTiIy4wp6v5tmlILakx4kZpMPNT9HrVxqQeAVK3DF6qNJNMmhRDE_FFwuHzLuO_wR-nSUbZ-P02elQ8cexpsluuI2dlQvgaEpWR-EIY8keEuyrf35rzORFdG9oWE7tn4jg/w640-h244/LoveYouAgain_FBCover.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Release date: July 19, 2022</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Cover Designer:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span class="il"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Najla</span></span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <span class="il">Qamber, </span>Qamber
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Audiobook Narrators:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Erin Mallon
and Teddy Hamilton</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tropes/Themes:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Small Town,
Second Chance, Single Dad/Nanny, Slow Burn</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">An unexpected rescue rekindles an old romance between a single
dad widower and a woman caught in a small town scandal that made her flee the
one place where she belongs. Can a second chance at first love end in a happily
ever after? <o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Luke Luview has given up on love.</span></b><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Finally
ready to let go of his late wife’s clothes, the grieving small-town police
officer and single dad thinks he’s hearing things when he opens the charity box
door. Who knocks from the inside of a donation bin?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The raccoon he
assumes is in there turns out to be way prettier – and very familiar. Rescuing
the first girl he ever kissed means life has dealt him a wild card with Kylie
Hood, his late wife’s best friend who left town suddenly fifteen years ago
under a cloud of scandal.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Kylie Hood will never depend on a man again.</span></b><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Dumped by
her boyfriend and fired by his parents from her children’s programming job at
their ski resort in rural Maine, she hits rock bottom while throwing out her
ex’s clothes — along with her phone and car keys. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Being rescued by
Luke Luview, of all people, is a gift and a curse. The boy she once loved is
now all grown up, everything her ex wasn’t – and absolutely off limits.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Accepting his
offer to be his temporary nanny while she job searches in New York City, Kylie
falls hard for his sweet daughter, and even harder for Luke. A clause in her
employment contract means they can’t fraternize, but fate has other plans, and
forbidden fruit is twice as sweet.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">As the town she
reluctantly left years ago accepts her more and more, and Luke makes it clear
he wants ta second chance with her in their close-knit community, Kylie has to
decide: an exciting new career in Manhattan on her own, or an instant family
and a sense of belonging in her small hometown?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">And as Luke
wrestles with the pain of being left behind by his wife’s accidental death, he
has to balance his responsibilities to his daughter with his own needs. Needs
he’s ignored for far too long.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Needs only Kylie
can meet.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">But not if she leaves.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="border: none; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-border-alt: none black 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #0f1111; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Can Luke and Kylie rekindle their first love and find a new
future together in a place where love conquers all?<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Amazon US: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B09R1C3JJ9">https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B09R1C3JJ9</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Amazon AU: <a href="https://www.amazon.com.au/Love-You-Right-Enemies-Romantic-ebook/dp/B09R15LTCH/">https://www.amazon.com.au/Love-You-Right-Enemies-Romantic-ebook/dp/B09R15LTCH/</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Amazon CA: <a href="https://www.amazon.ca/Love-You-Again-Second-Romantic-ebook/dp/B09R1C3JJ9/">https://www.amazon.ca/Love-You-Again-Second-Romantic-ebook/dp/B09R1C3JJ9/</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Apple Books: <a href="https://books.apple.com/us/book/love-you-again/id1606789311">https://books.apple.com/us/book/love-you-again/id1606789311</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kobo: <a href="https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/love-you-again-1">https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/love-you-again-1</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Nook: <a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/love-you-again-julia-kent/1141369096?ean=2940160947457">https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/love-you-again-julia-kent/1141369096?ean=2940160947457</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Google Play: <a href="https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Julia_Kent_Love_You_Again?id=hr5rEAAAQBAJ&hl=en_US&gl=US">https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Julia_Kent_Love_You_Again?id=hr5rEAAAQBAJ&hl=en_US&gl=US</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Print: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Love-You-Again-Second-Romantic/dp/1638800634/">https://www.amazon.com/Love-You-Again-Second-Romantic/dp/1638800634/</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Website: <a href="https://jkentauthor.com/books/love-you-maine/love-you-again/">https://jkentauthor.com/books/love-you-maine/love-you-again/</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">BookBub: <a href="https://www.bookbub.com/books/love-you-again-small-town-second-chance-romantic-comedy-love-you-maine-book-2-by-julia-kent">https://www.bookbub.com/books/love-you-again-small-town-second-chance-romantic-comedy-love-you-maine-book-2-by-julia-kent</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Goodreads: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/59694685-love-you-again">https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/59694685-love-you-again</a>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Author Bio:</b><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i>New
York Times</i> and <i>USA
Today</i> bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge.
Since 2013, she has sold more than 2 million books, with 4 <i>New York Times</i>
bestsellers and more than 21 appearances on the <i>USA Today</i> bestseller
list. Her books have been translated into French, German, and Italian, with
more titles releasing in the future.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">From
billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy
in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a
Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's
room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire she met in a romantic comedy).<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She
lives in New England with her husband and three children where she is the only
person in the household with the gene required to change empty toilet paper
rolls.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She
loves to hear from her readers by email at julia@jkentauthor.com, on Twitter
@jkentauthor, on Facebook at @jkentauthor, and on Instagram @jkentauthor. Visit
her at http://jkentauthor.com<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Goodreads: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3238619.Julia_Kent">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3238619.Julia_Kent</a><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Amazon
Author Page: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Julia-Kent/e/B00A99V268/">https://www.amazon.com/Julia-Kent/e/B00A99V268/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Excerpt:</b><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A white puff of air filled the space between him and the steering wheel,
and he realized he’d sighed. How long had he been sitting here, mind and memory
in the past? Shoving his hands into gloves, he opened the rear door, grabbed
the white plastic bag, and made his way to the front of the bin.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Determined, focused, and grim: That was Luke Luview these days. A bad
match for a town that existed to make people feel good about love.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Living in Love You, Maine–heck, <i>being</i> a Luview–was
never harder than when you had a broken heart.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Time to let go of some of the pain.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“AAAAAAooooooooo,” called out a band of coyotes in the distance, making
Luke jolt. His personal weapon was at home. He didn’t carry it in the glove
compartment or on his body when he was off duty, but as the coyote population
grew in the area, maybe he should.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A few feet from the donation bin’s front, he looked at the lever to pull
down, squeezing the bag slightly. A whiff of Amber’s perfume caught his nose,
so faint he almost imagined it.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Colleen had washed all the clothes a few weeks ago, so he knew he
imagined Amber’s scent. Didn’t matter. He’d take the illusion. That was how
much he hurt.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A skitter inside the box made him frown.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Damn animals. They got in those bins all the time. He felt sorry for the
poor sap who emptied these metal boxes, carting all the goods to the warehouse
in Manchester where they cleaned and sorted, getting it all ready for the second-hand
retail stores.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i>Just do this</i>, he thought, swallowing
hard as the coyotes mated in the distance. The sound was violent and creepy,
but for whatever reason, it felt fitting.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Throwing the tangible reminders of that terrible day into the donation
box felt dangerous, too.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I love you, Amber,” he murmured. “But I have to let you go. Have to let
that day go. Harriet needs a daddy who isn’t tied down by grief. Just because
I’m doing this doesn’t mean I love you any less, though.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tears pricked his eyes. “Why is this so hard? Because it’s hard,” he
said with a huff. “That’s what you would say if you were here. You’d hug me and
comfort me and tell me feelings are meant to be felt or they’d be called
something else. You’d have all the right words. I don’t have any. I just have a
big hole in my life, Amber. And you’re never going to fill it. Colleen says I can’t
feel guilty for moving on. I don’t. But I sure do feel weird.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">And then he reached for the handle, pulled it down, and threw the bag in
while calling out loudly, “I love you.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-vertical-align-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">To his utter shock, she replied from the darkness of the box, “I’m in
here!”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="Standard"><span style="color: #0e0e0e; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></p></div><br />Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-48001539948848351702022-05-11T20:00:00.007-04:002022-05-11T20:00:00.226-04:00After the woman he loves rejects his marriage proposal, Edmund Crenshaw, Viscount Escher, has sworn off women. #newrelease #bookblitz #Regencyromance #historicalromance from Charlie Lane <p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/spring-2022-blitzes/charlie-lane-dont-you-dare-my-dear-release-blitz"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/f5392d1c8b994373aec9c1726d4c9b6c" width="500" /></a></div><p> </p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/0bfaf2ab769a4d25a0779fd3231a703a" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/0bfaf2ab769a4d25a0779fd3231a703a" width="274" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 4</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Historical Romance, Regency Romance, Steamy Romance</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Date Published:</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> May 12, 2022</span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> <b>Publisher: </b>WOLF Publishing</span>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60780832-don-t-you-dare-my-dear" target="_blank"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></a></div>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>In this sizzling Regency romance by Charlie Lane, a cheerful viscount would
rather have the grumpy chaperone than the daring debutante. If only the
latter didn't prove to be quite so resistible.</i></b></span>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">After the woman he loves rejects his marriage proposal, Edmund Crenshaw,
Viscount Escher, has sworn off women. If he can’t marry Mrs. Katherine
Brighton, he’ll marry no one. When he discovers a daring debutante in
his coach, intent on seduction, he’ll do anything to protect his
bachelorhood. He must remain uncompromised or doom himself and the lady to a
loveless marriage. Because his heart always has, and always will, belong to
only one woman—his Kat.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Katherine must escape her younger sister’s insidious grasp. This
Season, she has a heart of steel and a plan for independence. As the secret
author of a popular out-of-print book, she will convince the publisher to
reprint it and fill her coffers with funds enough to live on her own. The
publisher agrees—if she writes a new book as well. But with every
moment of her day spent helping her sister, she desperately needs a
muse.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">And Lord Escher, the man whose marriage proposal she reluctantly rejected
two years ago, sparks her imagination like no one else. To write her book,
she must stay near Edmund. In exchange, he requires her help ridding himself
of a persistent miss. They’ll solve both problems in no time. If they
can keep their hands off each other.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Can she protect her heart and her freedom, or will the cheerful viscount
tempt her to say yes this second time around?</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>Debutante Dares Series:</i></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
</p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c346477c99924a2584a7a1ad1e025825" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c346477c99924a2584a7a1ad1e025825" width="490" /></a></div>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Daring the Duke</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 1</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">A Dare too Far</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 2</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Kiss or Dare</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 3</span>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Don’t You Dare, My Dear</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 4</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Only Rakes Would Dare</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 5</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Daring Done Right</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Debutante Dares Series, Book 6</span>
</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09JP2S3J3">Available On Amazon</a></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b> About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/a37fc316ccf94b819a5c73598903793d" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/a37fc316ccf94b819a5c73598903793d" width="200" /></a>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Charlie Lane traded in academic databases and scholarly journals for
writing steamy Regency romcoms like the ones she’s always loved to
read. Her favorite authors are Jane Austen (who else?), Toni Morrison,
William Blake, Julia Quinn, and Maya Rodale.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Charlie writes unique stories with unconventional characters who push
against the rigid restrictions of their society. Officially, Charlie has a
Ph.D. in literature with a focus on the nineteenth-century novel and
children’s literature and answers to Professor. Unofficially,
she’s a high-flying circus-obsessed acrobat, with an emphasis on
two-tail silks and answers to Muscles Magee. She lives with her own Colonel
Brandon, two little dudes, and a furry fella in East Tennessee.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Contact Links</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="http://www.charlielaneauthor.com">Website</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="http://www.Facebook.com/CharlieLaneRomance">Facebook</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="http://www.instagram.com/charlielaneromance">Instagram</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="http://www.bookbub.com/authors/charlie-lane">BookBub</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://book-buzz.net/book/dont-you-dare-my-dear-by-charlie-lane/">BookBuzz</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Publisher Contact Information:</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="http://www.wolf-publishing.com">Website</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/WOLFPublishing.WhereStorytellingLives">Facebook</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/wolf.publishing/">Instagram</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Purchase Links</b></span>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3KTz27O">Amazon</a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"><br /></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Desert Rebels MC, Book 7</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Romantic Suspense</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Date Published:</b></span><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> 3/1/22</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">For years Lulu hid out with the Desert Rebels as one of their club whores.
A sweetheart to everyone, and a favorite with the brothers. But now the time
has come for her to choose her own path and pay her own way. With their help
she leaves her whoring days behind to start a new life.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><i>Brody Savage is an assassin who works both sides of the law. He doesn't
have time for messy relationships and prefers one-night-stands. He's had his
eye on Lulu for years. But as long as she belonged to the club he wouldn't
touch her. Now she's fair game and he plans to do more than just touch her.
He wants her for himself.</i></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Excerpt</b></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Brody moved so fast I didn’t hear him coming. The next thing I knew
he’d pushed me up against the wall and covered me with his body. I
caught my breath as I found the front of my body crushed against the wall,
and turned my head sideways in order to breathe.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“The only whore here is you,” he grated roughly against my ear.
“I don’t want to hear what you’re used to. You don’t
know anything about me, and all that changes right now.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I felt his lips murmur the words against my ear, the warmth of his breath
causing a shiver of need through my body. I hadn’t been with anyone
for the better part of a year, and loving sex the way I did, Brody’s
overwhelming closeness was turning me on. It didn’t surprise me, even
knowing that we didn’t like each other. Since when did liking someone
have anything to do with fulfilling a sexual hunger? I bumped my hips back
as if trying to dislodge him, but all it did was reveal how fucking hard his
dick was against my ass.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I caught his hiss as he thrust right back against me.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“What do you want?” My words came out in a husky rasp. I
wasn’t afraid of him, only of what he made me feel. I liked rough,
take-charge men that took what they wanted. It was a good thing, because
I’d surrounded my life with them. But Brody was different. Not in the
way he was dominating me, but in the way that I felt for him. I wanted to
hate him.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He ran his mouth up and down the side of my neck, grinding his cock into my
ass.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“I want you, Hellcat. And someday soon I’m going to fuck you.
So you might as well get ready, because when that day comes, you’ll
never be the same.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large;"><b>About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/13936eeabd6c468a8f4419313fd486e7" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/13936eeabd6c468a8f4419313fd486e7" width="167" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Tory Richards is an author who writes smut with a plot. She's an Amazon
bestselling author in erotic romance and romantic suspense categories. Born
in Maine, she's lived most of her life in Florida where she went to school,
married, and raised her daughter. She's retired from Disney and spends her
time with family and friends, traveling, and writing.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Contact Links</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="http://www.toryrichards.com">Website</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Twitter: @ToryRichards</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="http://www.toryrichards.com">Blog</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2291635.Tory_Richards">Goodreads</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.pinterest.com/60ToryRichards/_created/">Pinterest</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/toryrichards60/">Instagram</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.bookbub.com/authors/tory-richards">BookBub</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Purchase Links</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B09NB62MT8/">Amazon</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/lulu-tory-richards/1140720892?ean=2940166393555">Barnes and Noble</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/lulu-27">Kobo</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://books.apple.com/us/book/lulu/id1599427062">iBooks</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1119893">Smashwords</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Tory_Richards_Lulu?id=DGBiEAAAQBAJ">Googleplay</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Motorcycle Club Romance, Bisexual, Age Gap</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Date Published:</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> May 20, 2022</span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b>Publisher: </b>Changeling Press</span>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60847136-surge" target="_blank"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Colette’s a sweet angel in need of saving, and like it or not, I have
a hero complex. Marrying her seems like the right thing to do. Then my
sometimes lover, Aidan, finds us together. The hurt in his eyes nearly guts
me.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">My club knows I’m bisexual. I’ve not hidden it from them.
Doesn’t mean I’ve flaunted it in their faces either. So when I
decided to claim Aidan and Colette, I’m not sure how it’s going
to end. All I know is they both need me, and I need them too.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">With human traffickers after Colette, a possible traitor in the club, and
more chaos than I can handle, I do the only thing I can… I run with
my new wife and husband. Once I figure out who wants Colette, I’ll do
whatever it takes to destroy them. Until then, I’ll keep her safe, and
Aidan too. Because they both mean more to me than I realized.</span>
</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><i>WARNING: Surge is part of the Hades Abyss MC series and contains bad
language, violence, and content some readers may find difficult to read.
Yes, Surge is bisexual, and therefore there are sexual situations involving
Male-Female, Male-Male, Male-Female-Male, and Male-Male-Female sex.</i></span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/b129367793a74756a345a1fcc58993d5" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="451" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/b129367793a74756a345a1fcc58993d5" width="451" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b> EXCERPT</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">All rights reserved.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Copyright ©2022 Harley Wylde</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Don’t ask Colette to leave. <i>S’il vous plat</i>. She needs to
be here,” he said.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I didn’t know what the hell he’d said when he wasn’t
speaking English, but the tone was still clear. These two needed help. I
didn’t know how they’d come to be here, but I couldn’t
force them out. Not knowing if they would be okay. Although, he’d only
asked me to help the woman. I didn’t know what to think.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Start talking,” I said.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Colette got off the bed and scrambled into her clothes. Her cheeks turned
pink as she glanced at me. She came closer and took Jacques’
hand.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“A man invited us,” he said. “He promised there would be
food and drinks. Said we were both welcome. We can leave. We won’t
cause trouble.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“And this little display?” I asked, motioning to the bed. Her
cheeks burned brighter, and she dropped her gaze. “Were you hoping to
lure someone in and rob them?”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">She gasped, and Jacques shook his head. “Non. We would never do such
a thing. I only hoped Colette could eat something we didn’t pull from
a dumpster. Your party offered us something for now,
but…”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">If they’d been living on the streets, it would explain the
malnourished look. At least for the woman. The man might be thin, but he
didn’t look like he’d missed as many meals. Had they only
recently come together? Something felt off about the entire thing.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“It still doesn’t explain the rest,” I said.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Beautiful, isn’t she?” Jacques asked. He put
Colette’s hand in mine. “We always pay our way.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">My stomach twisted at the implication. No fucking way. Nope. I wasn’t
about to use this pretty woman just because they’d come here to eat
something.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“You’re selling her to me for a meal?” I felt her tremble
and knew my words had upset her. I hated doing that to her, but I needed to
be clear on what was happening. For one, if that’s what this
motherfucker meant, I wanted to knock his teeth down his damn throat.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/028d087b470445f088116ce5b86ba00f" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/028d087b470445f088116ce5b86ba00f" width="150" /></a>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Harley is the international bestselling author of the Dixie Reapers and
Devil's Boneyard series.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts
sex, commanding men, and the women who can't deny them. If you want men who
talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you've come to
the right place.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://harleywylde.com">Website</a></span></p>
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</p>Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-33379730464026201842022-05-09T19:00:00.009-04:002022-05-09T19:00:00.201-04:00Nothing prepared Griffin for the headstrong winemaker. The True Purpose of VInes #historicalromance #teaser <p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/spring-2022-tours/giovanna-siniscalchi-the-true-purpose-of-vines-virtual-book-tour"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/9aa6144569804740a7761dc4279c77d5" width="500" /></span></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/099dd85aeac6425a84e4b0ecd64de8ca" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" height="449" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/099dd85aeac6425a84e4b0ecd64de8ca" width="284" /></span></a>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>The Winemakers, Book One</b></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;"><b>Historical Romance</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><span>Date Published</span></b><span> April 25, 2022</span></span>
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<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60674538-the-true-purpose-of-vines" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></span></a></div>
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<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">"A headstrong Portuguese meets her match in the arrogant Englishman
who threatens her beloved vineyards. Dive deep into Portugal's rich culture
in this intoxicating story about wine and love."</span>
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<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">Portugal, 1870</span>
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<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;"> A winemaker desperate to save her vineyards...</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">Julia Costa is the best winemaker in the Douro. When a greedy tradesman
threatens the land her family has held for generations, Julia prepares to
defend her legacy and independence by any means necessary.</span>
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<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">The Englishman sent to uncover her secrets...</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">The last thing Griffin Maxwell wants is to waste time mired in a Portuguese
backwater. Still, to guarantee a partnership with Oporto's largest trading
firm, he agrees to travel up the Douro river and chase some reluctant
debtor.
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<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">A meeting of two cultures...</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">Nothing prepared Griffin for the headstrong winemaker. Alluring, she tempts
him into enjoying Portugal's vibrant tastes and is a threat to his carefully
constructed plans. The arrogant Englishman arrived at Julia's lands,
believing himself entitled to everything, including her heart. But how can
she resist an attraction headier than a vintage?</span>
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<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;">An enemy too powerful to fight alone...</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="line-height: 107%;">When a mysterious plague decimates Europe's vineyards, Griffin and Julia
put differences aside to find a cure, blind-tasting their way into an
intoxicating passion. But reality demands an answer: will they choose their
ambitions or the love of a lifetime?</span>
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<div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/2f0401661caf4119b54f4a030a2f9f18" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" height="188" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/2f0401661caf4119b54f4a030a2f9f18" width="508" /></span></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Read a teaser</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Griffin lowered the paper a few inches and
raised a brow. Charles Whitaker eyed him expectantly, his hair in disarray,
sporting a bright yellow vest that clashed with his striped trousers. No doubt
he had sailed from a night of debauchery straight into the Factory House.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Griffin lowered the paper. “Another race?
After last time—”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“No, no! Not that. Your blacks put to shame
any horseflesh in Oporto, and I mean to impress—”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“The <span class="0Text">baroneza’s</span> husband
will kill you if the races won’t.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Charles’ affair had ended in a very public and
embarrassing duel. Griffin abhorred expressions of passionate liaisons, be it
drunken serenades or pistols at dawn. His mistresses needed to be desirable,
but discreet. Let the Portuguese rant and rave about love. His life would never
be ruled by such animal instincts.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Charles extracted a cigar from his pocket.
“This isn’t about Carmen. I promised Anita an outing to Sintra. You know her.
The ballet dancer. Come with me tonight.” He brightened. “She has this blonde
roommate that does a marvelous <span class="0Text">rond de jamb</span>.” He
licked his lips as if he meant a dessert and not a dance step.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Griffin grimaced at the alcohol fumes his
friend exhaled, strong enough to burn his nose. “I’m taking Anne to the opera.”
His little sister had pestered him all week to see the reopening of <span class="0Text">Nabucco</span>. The brat had a way of sweet-talking him into doing
her bidding. “Why don’t you try a respectable outing for a change? You may even
like it.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“You sound like my father. But I must warn
you, I have a hell of a time understanding his speeches when I’m soused.”
Charles perked up and spoke in a plummy imitation of Mr. Whitaker, the senior.
“What a man does in private, he repents in private, but what he does in public,
he regrets in his privates.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p></div><p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 107%;"><b>About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/d44986e1f8ff42c0a7d8e5e6c30663c3" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" height="197" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/d44986e1f8ff42c0a7d8e5e6c30663c3" width="200" /></span></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Giovanna Siniscalchi chased narrative arcs and climax points in the Nasdaq
for twelve long years working as an economist. Still, her romantic
imagination was wasted in the financial markets, so she decided to put it to
better use: write fiction. She is married and has two great kids. Her
passions are eclectic, including reading, traveling, surfing, wine, and of
course, historical romance.).</span></p>
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Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-32677056141831463912022-04-19T19:00:00.007-04:002022-04-19T19:00:00.242-04:00New release #paranormalromance from @lisabetsarai Read an excerpt for #midweekteaser from Rough Weather , Elemental Passions Book 2 <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXT-Xdvc_YMgEJVtRwBhqholy1Lj4bHKps8bwOE7_PjNlmsYg_aVbzrrQQFyzEi5DWmJowNp3pMORtQ8AoAc3mPbozUrV1S9ajqo00dStL_oJmph6UKxy7z-acAGEaYW8rAn7qbsYGM7gW5Dm6J24-XFeSYDHsxg8SSrKvIxBwwJYHryDkiRmeL9RH/s1200/RoughWeatherBanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="1200" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXT-Xdvc_YMgEJVtRwBhqholy1Lj4bHKps8bwOE7_PjNlmsYg_aVbzrrQQFyzEi5DWmJowNp3pMORtQ8AoAc3mPbozUrV1S9ajqo00dStL_oJmph6UKxy7z-acAGEaYW8rAn7qbsYGM7gW5Dm6J24-XFeSYDHsxg8SSrKvIxBwwJYHryDkiRmeL9RH/w640-h267/RoughWeatherBanner.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">New</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"> </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">Release!<b><o:p></o:p></b></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Rough Weather<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">Elemental
Passions Book 2</span></b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">By</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"> </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">Lisabet</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">
</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">Sarai<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Paranormal Erotic
Romance<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">15,700 words, 63 pages</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">Smashwords</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"> </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">and</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">ISBN (Smashwords): </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">9781005160470</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">ASIN: </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">B09Y2P7741<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Destiny hides
in the tempest’s heart</span></span></i></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;">A
fated encounter. A familiar stranger. A storm of passion. Can Ondine release
her fear, surrender to Marut’s power, and claim her own?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-fareast-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Marine biologist Ondine Ambrose has always felt at
home in the sea. Orphaned at birth and raised by her grandmother on the island
of Martha’s Vineyard, she has never really questioned her extraordinary
affinity for the watery world. </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">When she encounters an attractive but arrogant
engineer on her private beach, surveying the site for a prospective off-shore
wind farm, anger is her first reaction. A casual touch, however, transforms
that emotion to incomprehensible, irresistible, terrifying lust. </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Ebony-skinned Marut has his own talents—aside from
his uncanny ability to swamp Ondine with desire. He can control the winds and
summon storms. When he insists that they are both more than human, and that she
is his destined mate, Ondine responds with skepticism. She tries to resist the
charismatic Haitian, but ultimately she cannot deny the evidence of her
senses—and her heart. </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
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This book was previously published by Totally Bound. It has been revised and
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: verdana;"> Read the midweek teaser from new release, Rough Weather</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Wind is far
less destructive than fossil fuels. You know that.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The stranger cupped his tea mug in his big
hands. Marut, he called himself. His handsome face wore an earnest expression,
while his body was wrapped in her old terrycloth robe, the one she planned to
donate to Goodwill. Meanwhile, Ondine herself wore a loose T-shirt and
sweatpants that effectively hid her curves. No sense tempting fate.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">She hadn’t intended to bring him here, but
his clothing was soaked and, like her, he had bloody abrasions on his hands and
knees from their fierce encounter on the rocks. So she’d led him over the
dunes—careful not to touch him—to the weathered clapboard house she’d inherited
from her grandmother. After giving him antiseptic and Band Aids, she’d left him
alone in the downstairs bathroom to clean himself up and tend to his wounds.
She certainly didn’t intend to play nurse to him, that was certain. She had no
idea what had possessed her out on the beach, but she didn’t want to experience
it again.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Not that it hadn’t felt wondrous. Indeed,
every time she looked at him, she recalled the overwhelming hunger that had
seized her. The memory of their frantic encounter unnerved her. The pleasure
had been incredible. The loss of control, though, had been terrifying.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ondine was no virgin, but she’d always been
careful about sex. She was normally the one who chose the time and place. And
after her mother’s tragic experience, she was unfailingly vigilant about
contraception, all the more so because her body would tolerate neither the pill
nor an IUD. As she showered off the grit, sweat and semen, she felt grateful
that her interactions with Marut had not involved penetration. She didn’t
normally carry condoms on a walk to the beach.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">He was a stranger, possibly even an enemy.
There was something unnatural about the intimacy they’d shared, so sudden and
so potent. She would need to remain on her guard. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Rousing herself from her musings, she
sipped her own tea and nibbled at one of her ginger snaps. “Of course. Oil,
gas, coal—they’re bad news. But why not build your wind farm on dry land? You’d
have a much smaller ecological impact.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Nobody wants a
ninety meter steel tower in their backyard.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“So you put it
where there’s no one to object!”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“In many cases
the winds are stronger and more reliable offshore too.” <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“And that
justifies the cost to wildlife?”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Global
warming’s a bigger threat to ocean life than any wind farm.” Marut’s abruptness
suggested annoyance.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Smug satisfaction warmed her, though she
recognized that reaction as childish. As a scientist, she was well aware that
the tradeoffs and issues were complex. There was no simple answer to the
problems facing humanity. Somehow, though, she couldn’t stop herself from
baiting him.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“That’s a
research question, I think.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Look.” He
flashed a conciliatory smile that lit up his strong, even features. “Let’s call
a truce. My company is in the preliminary stages of design, just studying
feasibility and cost-effectiveness for different locations. The installation
might turn out to be totally impractical.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I certainly
hope so.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>About</b><b> </b><b>the Author</b></span></p></div><div class="WordSection2"><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="left" class="FrontMatter"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5h4WDgfQ0iiDJqj9F67vNlOikEaLS8lqi7ytCIjiuV8FkgvUSS6hT4ULZruZ1ZzwpVE0BqeX1IbWSwjoTK8ExhZWgveiOqVPbUhxZxq3YJzuyQB8LyfHvI7KEzW6AUi2sKZNKOEzBPS_79bHiXdQjKQw2MKF29XJguxAwru9cFsYVeWFHFC2FlMVi/s344/lisabetFace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="344" data-original-width="273" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5h4WDgfQ0iiDJqj9F67vNlOikEaLS8lqi7ytCIjiuV8FkgvUSS6hT4ULZruZ1ZzwpVE0BqeX1IbWSwjoTK8ExhZWgveiOqVPbUhxZxq3YJzuyQB8LyfHvI7KEzW6AUi2sKZNKOEzBPS_79bHiXdQjKQw2MKF29XJguxAwru9cFsYVeWFHFC2FlMVi/w159-h200/lisabetFace.jpg" width="159" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />Lisabet
Sarai became
addicted to
words at
an early
age. She
began reading
when she
was four.
She wrote
her first
story at
five years
old and
her first
poem at
seven. Since
then, she
has written
plays, tutorials,
scholarly articles,
marketing brochures,
software specifications, self-help
books, press
releases, a
five-hundred page
dissertation, and
lots of
erotica and
erotic romance
– over one hundred
titles, and
counting, in
nearly every
sub-genre—paranormal,
scifi, ménage,
BDSM, GLBT,
and more.
Regardless of
the genre,
every one
of her
stories illustrates
her motto:
Imagination is
the ultimate
aphrodisiac.</span><p></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;">You’ll
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from all
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with more
than fifty
free stories
and lots
more. At
her blog
Beyond Romance
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shares her
philosophy and
her news
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<span style="font-family: "Liberation Serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\; mso-bidi-language: HI; mso-fareast-font-family: "DejaVu Sans\; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><br clear="all" style="mso-break-type: section-break; page-break-before: always;" /></span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Liberation Serif\;"></span></p>Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-47013118120092435452022-04-12T19:00:00.004-04:002022-04-12T19:00:00.200-04:00Trail through Time, Paranormal #westernromance #timetravel #romance new release in the Liberty Valley #series from @josemaloneauthor <p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/spring-2022-blitzes/josie-malone-trail-through-time"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/9af21557d801428a87297c473049fd84" width="500" /></a></div><p> </p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/bd0169d7a71b4b0cafc43de4f3ae320d" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/bd0169d7a71b4b0cafc43de4f3ae320d" width="262" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Liberty Valley Love, Book 5</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Paranormal Western Romance, Time Travel Romance, Romance</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Date Published:</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> March 2022</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b>Publisher:</b> Satin Romance</span>
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60559913-trail-through-time" target="_blank"><img alt="photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png" border="0" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">When a suspected murderer escapes from the Junction City jail, the
marshal’s younger brother, Kyle Morgan feels honor bound to follow him
from 1888 Liberty Valley to the 21st century. From what his new
sister-in-law, former homicide detective Beth Chambers-Morgan has shared,
Kyle knows a woman he’s only seen in pictures is in mortal danger.
Somehow, he must convince her that he’s traveled more than a hundred
years to protect her.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The survivor of a horrendous attack, horse rescuer, Nina Armstrong blames
herself for the death of her best friend who pursued her assailant and
vanished in Mount Baker National Forest. Now, a battle-scarred stranger
arrives determined to guard Nina from the serial killer planning to
eliminate the sole witness to his crimes. Intelligent, brave, Kyle Morgan
talks like an old-time cowboy, but Nina wonders about his claims to be from
a distant place and time. Why is she so drawn to him?</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Love may prove to be the biggest threat of all when survival is on the
line. Will they create a future together in Liberty Valley or will Kyle
abandon her and return to the days of yesteryear? What is home and where
will they find it?</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>Other Books in the Liberty Valley Love Series</i></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">A Man’s World</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Liberty Valley Love, Book 1</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Defending her honor . . . and her life!</span>
</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Cowboy Spell</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Liberty Valley Love, Book 2</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Be Careful What You Witch For!</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Marshal’s Lady</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Liberty Valley Love, Book 3</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Two officers of the law from different centuries chasing the same killer
could be a recipe for disaster—especially with the distraction of
love!</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Hero Spell</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Liberty Valley Love, Book 4</span>
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">It's just another day in paradise until Audra Dawson faces the effects of
the Hero Spell.</span>
</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B098PQW34N">Available on Amazon</a></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>About the Author</b></span></p><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/eeb0a30447324e53ab8b216c94c819f5" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/eeb0a30447324e53ab8b216c94c819f5" width="226" /></a>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Josie Malone says, "I live on the family farm, a riding stable in the
Cascade foothills. I organize most of the riding programs, teach
horsemanship, nurse sick horses, hold for the shoer, train whoever needs it
– four-legged and two-legged. And write books in my spare time,
Liberty Valley Love, a paranormal western romance series, “where no
matter what, soulmates find each other!” and the Baker City Hearts and
Haunts, a paranormal military romance series – “where love is
real and so are the ghosts!”</span></p>
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Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-78074479894175446122022-04-11T19:00:00.003-04:002022-04-11T19:00:00.200-04:00Pre-order #bookblitz #darkromance #mafiaromance for #teaserTuesday from @HarleyWylde and @PaigeWarren an @changelingpress release<p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/spring-2022-blitzes/harley-wylde-unwanted-complication-teaser-tuesday"><img height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/322de2e8c7b4472ba2e601ef6366f929" width="500" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c59e5971cd5b41fd9a334cef648746a6" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c59e5971cd5b41fd9a334cef648746a6" width="264" /></a>
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Dark Romance/Mafia Romance</b></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Date Published:</b></span><span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"> April 15, 2022</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I’m the monster in the dark. The Boogeyman. I shouldn’t touch
her. Shouldn’t keep her. But I will.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Raina -- A man took me from my home in Tahiti when I was only five. They
called it an adoption, but I know the truth. My parents sold me, pure and
simple. My life has been one nightmare after another, a living hell that I
can’t escape. When my owner gives me as payment to Feliks Sobol, I
think it’s just like any other time. But it’s not. He’s
different. Under the darkness and danger, there’s a tenderness
I’ve never experienced. I want him. I shouldn’t, but I do. He
might be the one who ends up breaking me.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Feliks -- I’m the monster in the shadows, the man everyone fears.
I’ve done unspeakable things, and I will do them again without a hint
of remorse. I’m Bratva, born and bred. Hard. Unyielding. Yet when
I’m around Raina, there’s another side of me that emerges. One
that’s weaker. Wanting her could get me killed. Yet I can’t let
her go. Until my brigadier demands I choose. Raina, or the woman I wish to
marry. I decide to hold on to the power I’ll gain by marrying Natalia
Gorev. I didn’t realize it was too late. Raina is already under my
skin, and when she’s taken, I know I’ve made the wrong choice.
I’ll bathe the city in blood if that’s what it takes to get her
back. I only hope she can forgive me.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><b><i>WARNING: This is a dark romance suitable for those 18+ and contains strong
language, graphic violence, sexual situations, human trafficking, and a dark
undertone that some may find objectionable.</i></b></span>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a 1="" href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c0f64d9b3c1242688178bb43dd298786" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="448" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/c0f64d9b3c1242688178bb43dd298786" width="448" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Excerpt</b></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;"><i>*Trigger Warning – Dark Content*</i></span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">All rights reserved.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Copyright ©2022 Harley Wylde & Paige Warren</span>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Someone once told me, “As long as you’re hurting, you know
you’re alive.” If so, I was definitely alive. My wrists and
ankles ached from the constant presence of the shackles that bound me. I
preferred that pain over the other, though. I just didn’t understand
why anyone would want to live like this. I’d prefer to die than
continue in this hell.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“There’s my little slut.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I cringed as I turned to face the man who had adopted me. I liked to think
my family wouldn’t have given me away if they’d known why
he’d paid so much. Maybe it was a fantasy. My parents could have been
just as awful as the man who’d bought me.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Come here. Now.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I walked over, knowing my chains would reach as far as the doorway. He
grabbed my chin as I stopped in front of him. I knew better than to look him
in the eye. Nothing good ever came of it. He’d punish me for such
insolence.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“It’s time to get you clean and prepped. I have a special guest
coming.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Which translated into he owed someone money or a favor, and the best way to
pay them back was to let them use me how they saw fit. He’d turned me
into his personal whore, and if I dared to disobey or fight back, then it
got much worse. In the twisted mind of Gary Leeds, I owed him for the food
he gave me and the roof over my head. And he took payment however he wanted,
whenever he wanted.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He pulled the keys from his pocket and unfastened my cuffs. The first time
they’d rusted, he’d cursed about me costing him additional
money. Now he freed me when it was shower time, but I didn’t dare try
to run away. I rubbed at my wrists as he hauled me to my feet and began
shoving me in the direction of the bathroom.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Gary twisted the shower knob, only the cold one. He got a perverse pleasure
out of watching my nipples get hard under the icy spray. With a grin
stretching his lips, he jabbed me until I stumbled under the water, then
reached for the soap. Every time he washed me, I went somewhere else in my
mind. His hands lingered in places I tried not to think about. When the
water turned off, I quickly dried myself, braided my long hair, then went
back into the bedroom. He’d said this was a special client, which
meant he’d take me to the playroom.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Gary put another set of cuffs on me, prettier ones to showcase his
merchandise, then led me downstairs. He unlocked the door to my worst
nightmare, then pushed me inside. The lights came on, nearly blinding me,
and I tried not to look at everything in the room. I already knew what was
here. I’d experienced it all firsthand.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">He led me over to the waist-high table, then forced me over it. Once
he’d secured my hands at the middle of my back and anchored me to the
table, he kicked my legs apart and fastened my ankles to two O-rings on the
floor. Shackled and unable to move, I stood bent over the bench and spread
wide for whatever his guest wanted to do. It also would give them access to
my mouth. I hated Gary. Hated his friends. Hated my life.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Gary leaned over me, his breath against my ear, his cock pressing against
me. “Let’s get you ready, shall we?”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I stared blankly at the wall ahead of me. He took great pleasure in lubing
me, then inserting the largest anal plug he owned. It was silver, and the
metal was cold as it entered me. I winced as it burned and stretched me, but
crying out only gave him a thrill. He loved to make me suffer.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">A knock at the door drew Gary’s attention. I heard a murmur of voices
when he went to the hallway. He typically liked to leave me like this for a
while before anyone arrived. He’d look at me, touch me, let his
favorite guards do the same. After his guest finished with me, he’d
allow any of his staff to fuck me.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The room was chilly, and my nipples were so hard they hurt. That was the
main reason for the temperature of the room. Gary loved seeing the tips of
my breasts harden into peaks. Even if it wasn’t from desire, he got
off on it. Enjoyed touching them.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I heard a loud voice drawing nearer and realized the man had a thick
accent. Russian? Oh, hell. My nape prickled. If Gary had borrowed money from
the Bratva, I didn’t think the offer of my body would be enough.
I’d heard stories of how ruthless they were. The man entered the room.
I didn’t dare look at him, but I was aware of his presence. It was a
tangible thing, his voice like a caress against my skin.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“What is the meaning of this?” the man demanded. “I can
have a whore without relieving your debts. Did you forget the Bratva-owned
brothels are the best in this city?”</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">“Of course not, Mr. Sobol. I meant no disrespect. I’ve had many
compliments over Raina and thought only to offer her to you as a down
payment on the amount I owe. As a kryshas for Mr. Petrov, I thought perhaps
we could come to an agreement. In exchange for an hour with her in the
playroom, you lessen my debt by, say… one thousand?” Gary
asked.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Russian snorted. “Nyet.”</span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: large; line-height: 107%;"><b>Author Contact Links</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Instagram: @harleywylde</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Facebook: @harleywylde</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Twitter: @HarleyW_Writer</span>
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Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-68493655915381631672022-04-08T19:00:00.001-04:002022-04-08T19:00:00.205-04:00OUT NOW—Safe and Sound (The Dreadnoughts Book Three) by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #reverseharem #rh #rhromance #whychoose #ku #kindleunlimited #thriller #superheroes<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEcKVLFS68TAmYpQXQ6f4rwLiD-kEN5lWDomYuA-b-6ZX48DL6ea2xbvAgWAdGw8BkQVP8UhEFXOKqneyB9BqwzwCcYf-t86IZnQG8UD2p3xI9M11Wd3saUxeufzGGu27Tz0OgI8FlSHEaVc2VY2ynw1BixONBWuIIESK9UlAbDRGVo0i22y0HRpZ/s2700/SafeSoundFinal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2700" data-original-width="1800" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEcKVLFS68TAmYpQXQ6f4rwLiD-kEN5lWDomYuA-b-6ZX48DL6ea2xbvAgWAdGw8BkQVP8UhEFXOKqneyB9BqwzwCcYf-t86IZnQG8UD2p3xI9M11Wd3saUxeufzGGu27Tz0OgI8FlSHEaVc2VY2ynw1BixONBWuIIESK9UlAbDRGVo0i22y0HRpZ/w427-h640/SafeSoundFinal.jpg" width="427" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><span lang="EN-GB">Safe and Sound</span></i><span lang="EN-GB"> is the third and final book in <i>The Dreadnoughts</i> series. All
three books are currently in Kindle Unlimited, but will be withdrawn in August,
so if you’re a Kindle Unlimited subscriber, make sure you read the books sooner
rather than later! I would hate for you to miss out.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><b><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><b><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Blurb:<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><b><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kim is within touching
distance of her goal – but is it already too late?<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kim Medhurst, ex-British military
intelligence officer turned scientist and climate activist, is in a race
against time. With help from her four men, she’s researching how to make the
ygrene – the mysterious power source she retrieved from a remote Scottish
island – a viable alternative to fossil fuel. An unexpected visitor recently
bought them a little extra breathing space, but they’re painfully aware it
won’t last forever.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Despite their hard work, the whole
thing looks set to crash down around their ears when the greedy megalomaniac
they’ve been desperate to avoid shows up on the Greig twins’ doorstep. While
Kim and the gang would happily lay down their lives to stop the ygrene getting
into the wrong hands, Kim would prefer to steer clear of violence. Their latest
visitor claims he only wants to talk, but he’s brought goons carrying hardware,
and Kim wouldn’t be Kim without a backup plan.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Will good prevail against evil,
or have all the gang’s efforts and sacrifices been for nothing?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b><span lang="EN-GB">Buy at Amazon, read in Kindle
Unlimited or purchase the paperback (audio coming later in the year): </span></b><span lang="EN-GB"><a href="about:blank"><b>https://books2read.com/safeandsound</b></a><b>
<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b><span lang="EN-GB">Enjoy the other books in this
completed series. It’s highly recommended you read them in order—it won’t make
a lot of sense otherwise! These two books are available in eBook, paperback and
audiobook formats.</span></b><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Book one, Search and Rescue: <a href="about:blank">http://books2read.com/searchandrescue</a> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Book two, Cut and Run: <a href="about:blank">https://books2read.com/cutandrunlf</a> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><a name="_Hlk512591156"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Author Bio:<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk512591156;"><a name="_Hlk511898234"><span lang="EN-GB">Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning
author of erotic romance novels <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Stately
Pleasures </i>(named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic
Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of), <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Eyes
Wide Open </i>(winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award),
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Persecution of the Wolves, Hiding in
Plain Sight,</i> and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Heiress’s Harem </i><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">and </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Dreadnoughts </i>series<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">. </i>Including
novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 170 publications to her name.
Find out more about her writing at </span></a></span><a href="about:blank"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk512591156;"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk511898234;"><span lang="EN-GB">http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk</span></span></span></a><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk512591156;"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk511898234;"><span lang="EN-GB">, or on </span></span></span><a href="about:blank"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk512591156;"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk511898234;"><span lang="EN-GB">Twitter</span></span></span></a><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk512591156;"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk511898234;"><span lang="EN-GB"> or </span></span></span><a href="about:blank"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk512591156;"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk511898234;"><span lang="EN-GB">Facebook</span></span></span></a><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk512591156;"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk511898234;"><span lang="EN-GB">. Join her </span></span></span><a href="about:blank"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk512591156;"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk511898234;"><span lang="EN-GB">Facebook group</span></span></span></a><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk512591156;"><span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk511898234;"><span lang="EN-GB"> for
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<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"><b><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Release blitz organised by </span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB"><a href="about:blank"><b><span style="font-family: verdana;">Writer Marketing Services</span></b></a><b><span style="font-family: verdana;">.</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-GB"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHYrkVmpW0vNWeHlsOIVgekcLYIDFKGeNLXWe8yzpQmmfqkltJhZBn6784ibsj4il_U9VUnAjoi87lSNabPOgI5xsu4GxFMWiwdESLxBujjwvab6mXIkVgks1SBlwRWLLFYb7JAYA5LVHdjtXqunxxfRzXIKnzURYl1X09CTTbKZ_i8Y5tGtgwjF7j/s940/WMS%20Release%20Blitz%20Button.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="940" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHYrkVmpW0vNWeHlsOIVgekcLYIDFKGeNLXWe8yzpQmmfqkltJhZBn6784ibsj4il_U9VUnAjoi87lSNabPOgI5xsu4GxFMWiwdESLxBujjwvab6mXIkVgks1SBlwRWLLFYb7JAYA5LVHdjtXqunxxfRzXIKnzURYl1X09CTTbKZ_i8Y5tGtgwjF7j/s320/WMS%20Release%20Blitz%20Button.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><b><br /></b><br /><p></p>Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-26746517789126352032022-02-24T19:00:00.053-05:002022-02-24T19:00:00.236-05:00 Dakota is different from anyone I’ve ever known, and it’s not because of who her brother is. #MCromance Charming , Devil's Boneyard #newrelease @HarleyW_Writer <p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPQjNvsnFEqGcBT-44P40pGnY85edCeJRP1xWNOh2pCDY0detIL5eHQE9LNqtmDpPJf6TsYZaQ7nG2gkjE5--JLxonirvQXAOBxSFR9cOMQm9OAvcUzTqWwMnzVw1E-DCmUYyLj85gnzEhYGDHWpv8kvBMulmjM4A68i3QvLzFmtCYQdgSdCsmBQzE=s2125" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2125" data-original-width="1400" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPQjNvsnFEqGcBT-44P40pGnY85edCeJRP1xWNOh2pCDY0detIL5eHQE9LNqtmDpPJf6TsYZaQ7nG2gkjE5--JLxonirvQXAOBxSFR9cOMQm9OAvcUzTqWwMnzVw1E-DCmUYyLj85gnzEhYGDHWpv8kvBMulmjM4A68i3QvLzFmtCYQdgSdCsmBQzE=w422-h640" width="422" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Harley Wylde visits and talks about her Writing Companions</b><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Some authors
have a cat who sleeps nearby while they work, or a dog who begs for attention
throughout the day. While I have both, I don’t permit them in my office as a
general rule. They’re too distracting.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I keep a cat
bed in my office for special occasions. There are times my giant orange tabby,
Tanto, is extra clingy. The moment my office door opens, he darts inside. If I
toss him out, he comes right back the second the door opens again. I eventually
give in and let him sleep in the kitty bed. But that’s a once every 4-6 weeks
sort of thing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">And every
time there are fireworks, Ramses sleeps on the floor under my desk at my feet.
He’s a big 65 lb Norwegian Elkhound who turns into a giant baby during New
Year’s and the 4<sup>th</sup> of July. Once the fireworks are over, he goes
back out of my office.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">So aside
from those special circumstances, my office companions are my son’s cockatiel—Archimedes,
and my day gecko—Flash.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The gecko is
nice and quiet, although he is entertaining. Especially when he’s hunting
crickets. Archimedes is another matter. He’s noisy when he wants attention—or
the TV. Yes, he loves watching TV. In fact, he’s learned to whistle bits of
Disney songs, and thanks to watching Frosty over the holidays, he now says
“Happy Birthday” when I uncover his cage. Every. Single. Day. No more Frosty! <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">It's a good
thing I don’t dictate my books. I’m scared of what he might learn!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgaboBG6GAhKv7spwJnWVE216nQpi09xuiSF_jFV3vtQaXfWiWTrrqothyqC0sq0mfkaWEUwN13p_zNmeI5dvk9VMjulwZyCS69-u5jKBTS23wFqJWwzcXtv6-c2ZEVMC28bSSSnARsOqnK3IvRGTG4Zzrrq6fwqFatDZa16s6u42HKCJKRSRveNjdi=s2125" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2125" data-original-width="1400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgaboBG6GAhKv7spwJnWVE216nQpi09xuiSF_jFV3vtQaXfWiWTrrqothyqC0sq0mfkaWEUwN13p_zNmeI5dvk9VMjulwZyCS69-u5jKBTS23wFqJWwzcXtv6-c2ZEVMC28bSSSnARsOqnK3IvRGTG4Zzrrq6fwqFatDZa16s6u42HKCJKRSRveNjdi=s320" width="211" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></span><p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Charming
(Devil’s Boneyard MC)<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">By
Harley Wylde<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Published
by Changeling Press<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Cover
Art by Bryan Keller<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Release
Date: February 18, 2022<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="Blurb"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Dakota -- Having a half-brother
who’s an infamous assassin isn’t all it’s cracked up to <span style="font-weight: normal;">be. At twenty-five, he’s
still micromanaging my life. The moment Specter tells me about an arranged
marriage to one of his associates I do what any sane woman would… I run. Never
counted on meeting a biker I can’t seem to forget, nor did I plan on our two
days together to have lasting consequences. When bad men find me, there’s only
one person I want. Charming. I’m just not certain I’ll get a warm reception.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="Blurb"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="Blurb"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Charming --
Dakota is different from anyone I’ve ever known, and it’s not because of who
her brother is. It’s simply <i>her</i>. Some sixth sense keeps telling me she’s
in trouble. When she calls and asks for help, I know I’ll do anything for her.
The men after her have no idea she’s mine, or that she’s carrying my kid, but
they will soon enough. I won’t rest until they’re six feet under.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="Blurb"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="Blurb"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">WARNING:
Charming is part of the Devil’s Boneyard MC series and can be read as a
stand-alone. There’s a guaranteed happily-ever-after, no cliffhanger, and no
cheating. This is an age-gap romance of more than twenty years with bad
language, adult situations, and violence.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Buy Links <o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Amazon - <a href="https://amzn.to/3IjYi68"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://amzn.to/3IjYi68</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Apple Books: <a href="https://apple.co/3qJXTnu"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://apple.co/3qJXTnu</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">B&N Nook: <a href="https://bit.ly/3KvZAwX"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://bit.ly/3KvZAwX</span></a> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kobo/Walmart: <a href="https://bit.ly/32rsm0w"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://bit.ly/32rsm0w</span></a> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Changeling Press: <a href="https://bit.ly/32c5kKK"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://bit.ly/32c5kKK</span></a> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Goodreads: <a href="https://bit.ly/3fIc3PP"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://bit.ly/3fIc3PP</span></a> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">About the Author<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Harley Wylde is the International Bestselling
Author of the Dixie Reapers MC, Reckless Kings MC, Devil’s Boneyard MC, Devil’s
Fury MC, and Hades Abyss MC series.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">When Harley’s writing, her motto is the hotter
the better -- off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny
them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they
want, then you’ve come to the right place. She doesn’t shy away from the
dangers and nastiness in the world, bringing those realities to the pages of
her books, but always gives her characters a happily-ever-after and makes sure
the bad guys get what they deserve.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The times Harley isn’t writing, she’s thinking up
naughty things to do to her husband, drinking copious amounts of Starbucks, and
reading. She loves to read and devours a book a day, sometimes more. She’s also
fond of TV shows and movies from the 1980’s, as well as paranormal shows from
the 1990’s to today, even though she’d much rather be reading or writing.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">You can find out more about Harley or enter her
monthly giveaway on her website. Be sure to join her newsletter while you’re
there to learn more about discounts, signing events, and other goodies!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Website: <a href="https://harleywylde.com/"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://harleywylde.com</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/harleywylde"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://www.facebook.com/harleywylde</span></a>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Twitter: <a href="https://www.twitter.com/HarleyW_Writer"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://www.twitter.com/HarleyW_Writer</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">FREE BOOK – My Billionaire Boss: <a href="https://bit.ly/3s32uAP"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">https://bit.ly/3s32uAP</span></a> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>Read a teaser</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I’m sorry. I just hallucinated.” I
glared at my phone before putting it on speaker. “Repeat that, please?”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">My big brother sighed. “I’ve
arranged a marriage for you. It’s a good match, Dakota. He’ll keep you safe.
Take good care of you.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Did I fall into a wormhole?
Accidentally time travel?”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“What?” he asked, sounding
bewildered.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Specter, you realize we’re not in
the Middle Ages, right? You can’t marry me off to some guy sight unseen. The
world doesn’t work that way anymore.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Technically…”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I growled and flipped off my phone,
wishing he could see the gesture. “You listen well, big brother. I am <i>not</i>
marrying some guy you’ve picked out for me. You can’t do this to me!”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“You’re my only weakness, Kota.
It’s only a matter of time before you end up with a target on you. Do you have
any idea what it would do to me if I lost you? Like I lost…” He went silent,
and I knew he was thinking about his daughter. The one they’d tortured, raped,
and murdered.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I love you, Specter. You know I
do. But I can’t live like this. I have a life! Friends. A job.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I’m sorry, Dakota. Someone will be
there in a few hours to pick you up. You’ll meet your intended by morning and
be married shortly after. I swear I would never pick someone who would hurt
you. The guy is someone I trust.”<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I screamed and ended the call, throwing
my phone against the wall. I hated when he did shit like this! Usually, I went
along with it, at least for a little while. Not happening this time. I wouldn’t
marry some guy just because Specter wanted me to. Nope. Nope. Nope.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I started throwing my stuff into a
bag. I eyed my busted phone and realized this was it. My only chance to escape.
I packed as quickly as I could, loaded my car, and put my apartment key in the
manager’s drop box. Then I got the hell out of town as fast as I could.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .3in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b><o:p> </o:p>Copyright 2022, Harley Wylde</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b><o:p></o:p></b></span></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span>Charming (Devil’s Boneyard MC) by Harley Wylde</b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><o:p></o:p></b></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"><o:p><b> </b></o:p></span></p><br /><p></p>Elodie Parkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11668732033067177594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5833718547836484337.post-51977657250485185492022-02-07T19:00:00.005-05:002022-02-07T19:00:00.222-05:00#teaserTuesday #MCromance from @HarleyW_Writer #romance re-view for @changelingpress upcoming release <p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://sites.google.com/rabtbooktoursandpr.com/2022-book-blitzes/harley-wylde-charming-teaser-tuesday"><span style="font-family: verdana;">
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<p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana"></font></font></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font><font face="verdana"><a href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/e9af9eaddf41425790cbaddf27b13505" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="527" height="400" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/e9af9eaddf41425790cbaddf27b13505" width="264" /></a></font></font></div><p style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><font><font face="verdana">Devil’s Boneyard MC #11</font></font></p> <p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; margin-bottom: 0in;"><font><font face="verdana"><b>Contemporary Romance, Motorcycle Club, Age-Gap</b></font></font></p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span><p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span> </span><font><font><span><b>Date Published</b>:</span> February 18, 2022</font></font></span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana"><span><b>Publisher:</b></span> Changeling Press</font></font></p> <p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /> </span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60169307-charming"><img align="BOTTOM" border="0" height="41" name="graphics1" src="https://sites.google.com/a/myaddictionisreading.com/spring-2016/home/iconAddtoGoodreads1_zpsa0dd4209.png" width="130" /></a> </span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /> </span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">Dakota -- Having a half-brother who’s an infamous assassin isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. At twenty-five, he’s still micromanaging my life. The moment Specter tells me about an arranged marriage to one of his associates I do what any sane woman would… I run. Never counted on meeting a biker I can’t seem to forget, nor did I plan on our two days together to have lasting consequences. When bad men find me, there’s only one person I want. Charming. I’m just not certain I’ll get a warm reception.</font></font></p> <p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">Charming -- Dakota is different from anyone I’ve ever known, and it’s not because of who her brother is. It’s simply her. Some sixth sense keeps telling me she’s in trouble. When she calls and asks for help, I know I’ll do anything for her. The men after her have no idea she’s mine, or that she’s carrying my kid, but they will soon enough. I won’t rest until they’re six feet under.</font></font></p> <p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">WARNING: Charming is part of the Devil’s Boneyard MC series and can be read as a stand-alone. There’s a guaranteed happily-ever-after, no cliffhanger, and no cheating. This is an age-gap romance of more than twenty years with bad language, adult situations, and violence.</font></font></p> <p align="CENTER" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /> </span></p> <p style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><font><font face="verdana"><b>Excerpt</b></font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> “<font><font>Stop daydreaming, Dakota,” my boss barked from farther down the bar.</font></font></span></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">I gave him a salute, grabbed the pitcher of beer and mugs, then carried them over to one of my tables. The guys were obnoxious, with way too many grabby hands. I’d already tried moving away multiple times, but it did little good. They latched onto me just the same. Glaring didn’t help either. At one inch shy of being five feet tall, I wasn’t exactly intimidating. Not even to drunk guys who looked barely twenty-one. In fact, I’d wondered if their IDs were fake, but the boss had let them order alcohol.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">Not my circus, not my monkeys. If the big guy wanted to get in trouble for serving minors, that was all on him.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> “<font><font>Can I get you anything else?” I asked.</font></font></span></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> “<font><font>How about your number?” one of them asked, leering at me.</font></font></span></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> “<font><font>Nah, we don’t need her number. Why don’t you give us a round of blowjobs?” All of them laughed. I knew the boss wouldn’t take kindly to me dumping a pitcher of beer over their heads, but it was tempting. My hand tightened on the handle as I slowly counted to ten silently, hoping to cool my temper.</font></font></span></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">Before I could even respond, a tall man with scruff along his jaw and a leather cut over his shoulders slammed the guy’s head into the table. “Apologize.”</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">I hadn’t even seen him! Where the hell had he come from? I glanced around and saw several people staring in our direction. The guy pinned to the table didn’t seem so tough now. I got a closer look at the man who’d come to my rescue.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">My heart skipped a beat, and I wanted to check my chin for drool. Handsome men were a dime a dozen. Even big sexy ones. But something about this one checked all the boxes for me.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /> </span></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana"><b>About the Author</b></font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana"></font></font></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font><font face="verdana"><a href="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/b0b6c0d1ce0f408bacdd791c11e04f7c" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="595" height="200" src="https://storage.googleapis.com/production-sitebuilder-v1-0-3/663/206663/rL88XEv2/b0b6c0d1ce0f408bacdd791c11e04f7c" width="148" /></a></font></font></div><font><font face="verdana">Harley Wylde is the International Bestselling Author of the Dixie Reapers MC, Reckless Kings MC, Devil’s Boneyard MC, Devil’s Fury MC, and Hades Abyss MC series.</font></font><p></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">When Harley’s writing, her motto is the hotter the better -- off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you’ve come to the right place. She doesn’t shy away from the dangers and nastiness in the world, bringing those realities to the pages of her books, but always gives her characters a happily-ever-after and makes sure the bad guys get what they deserve.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">The times Harley isn’t writing, she’s thinking up naughty things to do to her husband, drinking copious amounts of Starbucks, and reading. She loves to read and devours a book a day, sometimes more. She’s also fond of TV shows and movies from the 1980’s, as well as paranormal shows from the 1990’s to today, even though she’d much rather be reading or writing.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="background: none 0% 0% repeat scroll transparent; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> <font><font face="verdana">You can find out more about Harley or enter her monthly giveaway on her website. 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