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This is where it all began!

 

Reborn: The Red Ledger Series (Vol 1)

 

The Red Ledger, is the award winning & binge-worthy suspense/thriller series with Meredith Wild’s signature erotic twist.

by Meredith Wild

Genre: Suspense/thriller

 

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Synopsis

 

He’s death for hire…

 

Some people measure life in hours. Days. Weeks. I measure mine in kills. A covert military mission gone wrong robbed me of my memory and any link to my past. This is my existence now. I execute and survive. Nothing more, nothing less. I was ready to write Isabel Foster’s name in my ledger of unfortunate souls until she uttered the one word that could stop the bullet meant for her. My name.

 

She knows my face. She knows me. She’s the key to the memories I’m not sure I want back. Now nothing is simple. I still have a job to do, and my soul isn’t worth saving. I’m not the man she thinks I am. I can’t love her. And sparing her life puts us both in the crosshairs.

 

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Reviews for Reborn

 

“A non-stop thrill ride packed with heat that will leave you gasping for more.” 

(USA Today Bestseller Meghan March)

 

“The Red Ledger is Wild’s most daring, suspenseful, and brilliantly executed work to date.” 

(USA Today Bestseller Angel Payne)

 

“Meredith Wild effortlessly moves into the suspense genre, joining the ranks of James Patterson and Robert Ludlum. Thrilling, suspenseful and heart-stopping!” 

(NYT Bestseller Alessandra Torre)

Meet The Author

Meredith Wild is a #1 New York TimesUSA Today, and international bestselling author. After publishing her debut novel Hardwired in September 2013, Wild used her ten years of experience as a tech entrepreneur to push the boundaries of her “self-published” status, becoming stocked in brick-and-mortar bookstore chains nationwide and forging relationships with the major retailers.

In 2014, Wild founded her own imprint, Waterhouse Press, under which she hit No. 1 on the New York Times and Wall Street Journal bestsellers lists. She has been featured on CBS This Morning, The Today Show, the New York TimesThe Hollywood ReporterPublishers Weekly, and The Examiner. Her foreign rights have been sold in over 20 languages.

Living on Florida’s Gulf Coast with her husband and three children, she refers to herself as a techie, whiskey appreciator, and shameless sun worshipper. Find out more about what projects she’s working on next at www.meredithwild.com.

 

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Vengeful Eyes by Charlotte E Hart and Rachel De Lune
Genre: Dark. Erotic Romance 
 
Synopsis:
“You play nice tonight.”
That’s what I said to her as we walked into the restaurant.
Hope Winters never failed me.  She was anything and everything I needed her to be. A dangerous woman. Perfect. Effective. Mine.
The deal should have been simple – mutually beneficial to both parties: Cane and Vico.  An alliance. But then blood, bullets, and death began surrounding me, opening cage doors I’d closed down. That doesn’t happen in my city, not unless I order it. Someone’s to blame.
And no one lies to me and survives.
Not even Hope.
“Maybe you’re worth it.”
Words I’ve longed to hear. After all this time, I was almost there. My perfectly crafted mission was nearly done . Years of scheming and seducing and it was all within my grasp.
But I allowed myself to be distracted by him and didn’t see the threat until it was too late. Falling in love wasn’t part of the plan. Hell, love was a foreign concept to me, but it changed everything, and now I’m in too deep with a man more dangerous than anyone I’ve met.  Benjamin Vico asked me for two things, and instead, I brought vengeance to his door.  If there is one thing he’ll never accept, it’s treachery and deceit.
And I’ve committed both.
Revenge. Blame. Dark. Erotic. Romance.
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Charlotte E. Hart 
Charlotte is an Dark Erotic Suspense/Romance author living in the heart of the Shropshire countryside in Great Britain. She’s lived all over the UK, but finally settled in a small town that still reeks of old school England.
Writing and poetry have become a revolution for the soul, and she cherishes every second that she’s sitting at the laptop tapping her way into a new character.
“Life is a torrent of differences, different needs and wants, and it doesn’t always end that well. Yet we strive …”
Charlotte E Hart
Most of Charlotte’s work is bdsm based and intended for mature audiences only.
Rachel De Lune
Rachel De Lune writes emotionally driven contemporary and erotic romance.
She began scribbling her stories of dominance and submission in the pages of a notebook several years ago, and still can’t resist putting pen to real paper. What ifs are turned into heartfelt stories of love where there will always be a HEA.
Rachel lives in the South West of England and daydreams about shoes with red soles, lingerie and chocolate. If she’s not writing HEAs, she’s probably reading them. She is a wife and has a beautiful daughter.
For every woman who’s ever desired more.
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Title: Waiting For You
Series: The Holbrook Series #1
Author: Jasmine Stevens
Release: February 5, 2019
Genre: Rural Romance
Eighteen years ago, Charlotte Denver left the quaint country town of Holbrook after a tragic accident. Now, she’s back in town to renovate her old family home, which will feature in the magazine where she’s employed as a journalist. Making the rundown house sellable will allow Charlotte to sever all ties with her tragic past and finally move forward with her life. That is until the one person she’d spent all these years trying to forget is contracted by her magazine’s editor to help her complete the job.
 
Will Beckett is no longer the twelve-year-old kid who used to play practical jokes on her, tease her and make her belly laugh. Now he’s a ruggedly handsome, sweet talking, successful builder. Despite Will’s wholesome country charm and sexy smile that makes Charlotte’s heart skip a beat, she’s determined to concentrate on the job at hand and protect her heart at all costs.
 
Will never thought he would see his best friend again, but now she’s back, as stubborn and strong-willed as ever. Her return reminds him all over again of everything she lost because of him, and he desperately wants her forgiveness. As they reacquaint with each other, Will becomes just as determined to reunite their friendship, and he’s set to win her heart.
 
Can Will break through Charlotte’s wall of defense or will his heart be broken again?
 

 

‘I hear you loud and clear,’ Charlotte yelled, pushing at Will’s chest. ‘What do you want from me, Will?’

Will grabbed hold of Charlotte’s wrist, stilling her. ‘I want you to be happy. I want you to know what it feels like to be loved, to know how it feels to love.’

‘I know all that, Will,’ Charlotte said calmly now. ‘I know what it feels like to be happy. I know what it feels like to be loved, and to love, and I know how it feels when it’s all ripped away from you.

Jasmine Stevens is a Romance Author based in beautiful Newcastle, Australia.The natural beauty of the serene beaches of Newcastle and the tranquil countryside of The Hunter Valley, influences her when writing her Rural Fiction novels. She is an avid reader, and drinker of tea.
 

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It’s not a wicked world that drives a man to sin, it’s a deranged mind. Baptized in dirty water by Satan himself, I’ve spent my whole life fighting the good fight, searching for the light in the darkness of insanity. Now, the light I’ve basked in for so long is finally dimming and the time has come for me to take my final bow before the curtain closes on my sanity.

After making a deal with the district attorney and providing my club with full immunity for the crimes we’ve committed, I have twenty-four hours to remind my wife, Reina, why she fell in love with a bastard like me before I turn myself in and break her heart.

But twenty-four hours isn’t enough.
Not for me and certainly not for the Devil.

Tragedy strikes, and my world implodes. It’s lights out for Jack and Reina and a man can’t survive without his sunshine. Engulfed in darkness, consumed by the crazy, I’m a weapon of mass destruction, ready to wreak havoc on the wicked world.
Word to the wise—proceed with caution, motherf*ckers.
The Bulldog is back!

 

 

 

.•´✶Excerpt•´✶ Parrish: Humor Me, Sunshine ©Copyright 2019 Janine Infante Bosco

I still remember the first time Jack ever took me for a ride on his motorcycle. I was in a bad place in my life, still reeling from the fire I survived and grieving the man who perished in those flames—the man who would’ve been my husband. Ironically, that man was also Jack’s brother, Daniel.
I never allowed myself to wonder what life might’ve been like if Daniel survived and Jack never walked into Dee’s diner. Back then I couldn’t picture loving anyone other than Daniel and I certainly never expected to fall in love with his brother. They were complete opposites in every sense. Daniel was a Federal Agent and Jack the ultimate outlaw.
Yet the moment Jack walked into Dee’s diner, something inside me knew my life was truly just beginning. The years that had come before Jack Parrish were just a prelude to one of the greatest love stories ever written. In between chapters, I realized I never knew love until Jack was the one loving me. His love has been the greatest gift of my life and while the tragic end of our story may be approaching, we still have a few more pages to fill.
To fill with love.
To fill with hope.
To fill with all the things that have kept us together, pushing through the darkness, overcoming every obstacle that’s threatened to ruin us. We have survived death, bombs, hearing loss, a mad mind and a cold world. We’ll survive goodbye too, for what choice do we have?
Part of me wants to yell at him and tell him to forget the deal, to choose me and our story over everything and anything but that would be asking Jack to change the core of who he is, and I won’t do that. I fell in love with a flawed outlaw challenged by an illness he can’t control and that’s who I will die loving. I lean my chin on his shoulder and wrap my arms tightly around his middle, leaning into the curve as he turns into our driveway. We come to a complete stop and he drops his boots onto the concrete, balancing the bike between his thick thighs as he kills the rumbling engine.
He drops the kickstand and covers my hands with his.
“Home sweet home,” he murmurs.
I wonder if he realizes how powerful those three words are and that my home isn’t the brick house standing in front of us but the man I’m clinging to.
Pressing a kiss to my cheek, he slides my hands away from his chest and dismounts from the bike. I watch, just as I have so many times before, as he pulls his fingerless gloves from his hands and shoves them into his back pocket. Next, he removes his helmet and hangs it from the handlebars before turning to me and offering his hand. It’s a scene we’ve played hundreds of times and one I never cared to cherish until this very moment.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I place my hand in his and the callouses brushing against my palm are proof the years of riding have taken their toll on more than just his mind. Helping me off the bike, he removes my helmet and tucks it under his arm instead of hanging it next to his like he usually does.
“You never taught me how to ride,” I whisper hoarsely, lifting my eyes to his. It’s not something I ever wanted to do. In fact, it was more of a joke between us than it was ever a promise.
“Yeah, well we both know I’m a selfish fuck,” he mutters, pulling me into the crook of his arm. “I’m not sorry for it either,” he adds. “I don’t want you riding without me.”
Truth be told, I won’t ever ride again after today.
Not with him and certainly not by myself. I warmed up to the role of old lady, but I am far from a biker.
“My days of riding end with your days, Parrish,” I reply as we keep in stride with one another. Making our way up the stoop, neither of us pay any mind to the officers who tailed us to our home. Once we reach the door, he digs into his pocket for the keys. I stare at him, counting the lines on his face, committing them to my memory. He unlocks the door and pushes it open before turning to me.
“What?” I ask.
“Close your eyes,” he says.
“Jack—”
“Humor me, Sunshine.”
I don’t want to close my eyes because I don’t want to miss a single second, I have left with him, but I do as he asks. A second later he lifts me into his arms and I feel his lips gently graze mine.
“Now, open them and look at me,” he demands hoarsely.
Again, I do as he requests, wrapping my arms around his neck as I stare into his dark eyes.
“Never did carry you over the threshold,” he continues. “Seems a little overdue.”
This man.
Fractured and flawed.
I wished for this man—I prayed for him as a young girl. He may not have been cloaked in leather, and the horse he rode in on may not have been made of chrome, but nonetheless he’s still the prince in my fairytale.
He carries me over the threshold and gives me a hint of the smile I love. It’s a rare feat for my tortured prince and I’m just as spellbound by it as I was the day, he first gave it to me.
“I never deserved you,” he says as he touches his forehead to mine.
“That’s not true,” I whisper, lifting my hand to his cheek. He deserved so much more than me. He deserved peace and tranquility, both of which he’ll never get. Instead of walking towards peace he’ll forever run towards chaos.
“You changed me, Reina,” he murmurs. “You put your hand in mine and never looked back. You made me better than I was and gave me a reason to keep going when you gave me your heart,” he pauses for a beat, lifting his thumb to wipe away my tears as he swallows. “I’ve never had someone love me like you loved me,” he rasps.
“Don’t talk about us like we’re in the past,” I beg, bringing my hands to his cheeks. “I’ll always love you Jack Parrish. A love like ours doesn’t die.”
He nods, drawing in a deep breath.
“I love you, Reina. Don’t you forget that.”
“Never.”
With another peck to my lips, he sets me down on my feet and drags me into his strong embrace. The scent of his cologne mixed with leather and gasoline assaults my senses as I cling to him. I wish I could bottle it up so when I’m alone at night I’ll still be able to smell him.

 

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Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing. When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.

Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong-willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself.

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Title: Dragons of Destiny
Author: C.R. Robertson
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Editor: Ranting Raven
Cover Designer: BRoseDesignz
Blurb:
DRAGONS OF DESTINY
Magic is real and lives among us.
Several billion years ago the goddess Gaia created the earth, bequeathing her greatest gift – magical beings that formed the Seelie and the Unseelie fae courts.
Relationships are prohibited between the fae clans – but then the forbidden fruit is always the sweetest and hardest to obtain.
Ruben is a high-level mage of the dark fae, Allura belongs to the light fae. From the moment Ruben first set eyes on Allura she captivates him until he is willing to risk everything to possess her.
Her touch inflames him, releasing more than just white-hot passion when his hidden dragon emerges to claim his fated mate. All rules are burnt to ash when the dragons emerge to protect the earth from the greatest threat in over a thousand years.
Take a heart-stopping plunge into a hidden magical kingdom.
***WARNING*** Includes a kick-ass, sarcastic, deadly hero who is determined to claim his fated mate no matter who he has to smite along the way.
Dragons of Destiny is the first in The Gaian Otherworld and although the foundation of the series, it can be read as a stand-alone paranormal romance.
 
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From an early age I have loved faery tales and mythological stories – they welcomed me into their pages while I went on the adventure with the characters, mourning their loss when the book ended and they left my life.
As an author, my characters walk into my life and take over my home until the book is over. They visit often to share more stories that need told, and it is my pleasure to share them. I hope you love my characters as much as I do, they have lived with me for a long time, and I am merely telling their stories about their time in the Otherworld.
I live in a cottage near the sea. I love to write in my beloved faery garden filled with flowers, trees, birds, butterflies, and my favourite bumble bees. The cottage is in a sleepy seaside town where I enjoy walks in the sand with my beloved dog that goes with me everywhere.
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Every nerve in my body became paralysed as my eyes made the steep climb to the balcony. My feet stuck to the floor, and a lump in my throat threatened to choke me. The music faded away to a background hum, and every person in this crowded room disappeared until there was only one left.
Dressed in an elaborate tight black and gold corset with a flared skirt, she radiated beauty in waves. A mass of golden blonde curls cascaded from a crown on top of her head around her shoulders. The ornate black mask hid her face but not her identity. Nothing ever would.
My feet moved of their own volition, walking towards her in a trance.
She was a phantom sent to torment my soul, a figment of my depraved imagination, a mirage. Whatever the vision in front of me was, my heart felt warmth for the first time in days. My dragon sniffed the air in appreciation, my nostrils flaring at the familiar scent.
Step by step she descended the staircase, her long elegant leg tempting through the slit of her dress, displaying golden stilettos. Every inch of her screamed seduction, and I was a slave for her to command. I knew my heart would be shredded tomorrow, but I couldn’t resist the pull of the magnetic force drawing me ever closer to her.
 
 

 

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Undaunted (Blood Bond Saga Vol 3)   by #1 New York Times Bestselling author Helen HardtRelease Date: 18th DecemberGenre: Romance/vampires

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Synopsis:Breaking into a cemetery isn’t anything Dante Gabriel ever thought he’d do, but he has no choice. He must recover his father’s body so he can claim his estate. Help arrives from two unexpected sources, but their plan is interrupted.
Erin Hamilton’s best friend is a wolf shifter. The man she loves is a vampire. His father is a ghost. She can deal with all of that, but new worries have surfaced. The missing doctor has returned to the hospital, and his strange actions are disturbing…but not as disturbing as the odd dreams that begin to plague her. She finds comfort and love in Dante’s arms, even as he slowly begins to change.More secrets are revealed, and Dante and Erin recruit his cousin and her brother to help them find the missing women and discover the secrets of the Vampyre Texts, even as external forces work against them. But as Dante develops some unusual abilities and the darkness targeting him becomes more menacing, he must proceed, undaunted. 

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Synopsis

Vampire Dante Gabriel is starving. What he craves is red gold—human blood. After being held captive as a blood slave to a female vampire for years, he has finally escaped. Unchained at last, he follows his nose to the nearest blood bank to sate his hunger.
ER nurse Erin Hamilton expects just another busy night shift…until she finds a gorgeous stranger vandalizing the hospital blood bank. Though her logic tells her to turn him in, she’s pulled by stronger and unfamiliar emotions to protect the man who seems oddly infatuated with her scent. Chemistry sizzles between them, but Dante, plagued by nightmares of his time in captivity, fears he won’t be able to control himself…especially when he discovers a secret she doesn’t even know she’s hiding. 

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#1 New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Helen Hardt’s passion for the written word began with the books her mother read to her at bedtime. She wrote her first story at age six and hasn’t stopped since. In addition to being an award winning author of contemporary and historical romance and erotica, she’s a mother, a black belt in Taekwondo, a grammar geek, an appreciator of fine red wine, and a lover of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. She writes from her home in Colorado, where she lives with her family. Helen loves to hear from readers.

 

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Title: Into The Riot
Series: Riot MC #3
Author: Karen Renee 
Genre: MC Romance (Romantic Suspense)
Release Date: December 4, 2018
Tennille “Neil” Lyons has her hands full with Cecilia, her drug addicted sister who recently turned to prostitution to maintain her addiction. Having her sister commit to going to rehab feels like a stroke of luck, until the dealer/handler shows up making threats. While drowning her worries at a hole-in-the-wall bar, she meets a handsome biker. As much as she wants to dismiss him, she finds out he is rougher and tougher than any other man Neil has met before. Which may come in handy, because if Cecilia doesn’t pay her substantial debt, the dealer intends to collect from Neil instead.
Augustus “Razor” Richardson is prospecting with the Riot MC after being renounced from his old MC. He has a past and a reputation as a ladies’ man, but rarely does a woman so blithely give him the brush-off. He knows something is wrong, but she slips away before he can figure out how to help. When an unexpected phone call puts her back in touch, Razor will stop at nothing to protect Neil from harm. However, Razor’s past isn’t done with him yet. Can he prove to Neil that she can trust him before it’s too late?

He wasted no time and kissed me. His lips encouraged mine to move with his, and a delicate dance of lips and tongues ensued. My thoughts jumbled as I tried to decide what made the kiss so delicious, the sensual feeling of his lips on mine or the taste of him coupled with the concentrated smell of his designer cologne. Then, it didn’t matter, because I felt his thick thigh wedging in between my legs and all of his weight pushing against me.
Once my legs spread to accommodate him, the kiss went downright ferocious. His hands shoved into my hair and one gripped my locks hard. My hands went under his t-shirt to feel his abs, pecs and then roamed around to stroke his lats. Our tongues dueled brutally, and I got the impression that Razor was just as hungry for it as I was. I needed to get laid. It had been a damn long time, and I was capital-H Horny!
I heard loud clinking of glasses and muffled male laughter. It dawned on me that his room backed up to the bar area of the common room. If I could hear them, then it stood to reason that they would hear me if I got loud. I did not want to have an audience to this, even if it was only for the audible portion of what we were doing. Plus, Vamp and Jim’s words about Razor being a player came back to me. I wasn’t looking for a relationship, necessarily, but I also wasn’t going to be some kind of one-night stand for a pretty-boy player like Razor. I jerked my head away from him and his hands in my hair loosened.
“What?” he whispered.
After a long blink, I looked into his eyes and said, “I…we…we just can’t. Not—”
It was on the tip of my tongue to say ‘Not right now’, but the fact of the matter was that the two of us couldn’t do this at all. He was not my type. I was not up for being chewed up and spit out the way that good-looking men were prone to do. But as horny as I was, it was taking all of my willpower to restrain myself. I pushed against his shoulders to get him off of me, but he was damn heavy.
“Not what, Neil? Not here, not right now?” he asked and his voice was exceptionally husky.
“Not at all,” I said in a small voice.
His eyebrows drew together and his eyes narrowed. “‘Not at all?’ Why would you say that?”
I kept quiet.
His eyebrows shot up and he said, “You don’t seem like a tease, so why are you fighting this so hard?”
I opened my mouth to speak, but his finger pushed on my lips. “And don’t give me your bullshit line that I’m not your type of guy. You’re gorgeous, I’m semi-good-looking –”
My chin tipped up with my laughter at his outrageous statement. I stopped laughing and leveled my gaze on him again. His face had softened and if I didn’t know better, I’d say he looked like he was in awe. He couldn’t possibly be looking at me like that.
“I was wrong,” he whispered.
One of my eyebrows went up in question.
“You’re gorgeous always, but you belly-laughing is a sight to behold.”
Heat raced to my cheeks, so I pushed against his shoulders again with more oomph, but he still wouldn’t budge. “Get off of me, Romeo. We had dinner, it’s time for me to go.”
He shook his head and his weight became heavier on me. “Not until you tell me why.”
I was getting irritated and I blurted, “I’m not going to be just another notch for you.”
His eyes glittered at me. “People been feedin’ you shit about me.”
“Um, well, I hadn’t thought of it that way,” I whispered.
“Right. You aren’t a club whore, and you aren’t some chick who came to our party for a little sumpin’-sumpin’, Neil.”
I sighed, but he went on, “I’m a flirt. Hard not to be when I look like I do. So, yeah, I’ve had lots of ass and can usually work my way in with any chick I see. That gets me a rep that isn’t entirely true. So, we’ll stop, but you aren’t going just yet.”
“What are you talking about?”

“This wasn’t ‘just dinner’, but I’m making you uncomfortable, so let’s go hang with the brothers.”

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Karen Renee is the author of the Riot MC Series. She has wanted to be a writer from a very early age, and she’s finally bringing that dream to life. She has worked in advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native. When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.
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