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Title: A Soldier’s Poem
Series: A Novel Time Tale Book 1
Author: Ava Douglan
Genre: Adult Paranormal/Time Travel Romance
Release Date: October 28, 2019
He’s devoted to days of old. But when a soldier from the past comes to life, will she capture his heart?
 
History professor Jack Ellison Wiles longs to make his mark on academia. But when his late uncle leaves him a book shop with “hidden treasure” inside, he’s stuck hunting it down before he can sell the store. Rummaging through piles of knickknacks, he nearly jumps out of his skin at the sudden appearance of a fiery woman aiming a Civil War musket.
Benetta Tolland hid in uniform to locate her brother, and discovers a new kinship among her fellow Union soldiers. But when she finds herself surrounded by books and facing an oddly dressed stranger, she demands he take her back to the battlefield. It’s only after Benetta sees the transformed frontline that she believes she’s traveled through time.
However, she insists on returning to her war to prevent stanzas of needless death. As Jack realizes the enchanting soldier is a figment of rhyme, he knows her poem ends with her death on the battlefield. Driven to uncover if Benetta is more than just ink on paper come to life, his firsthand research hits a snag when the couple begins to fall for each other.
Will Jack and Benetta find a way to make love stronger than fiction?
The Soldier’s Poem is a standalone story in the captivating A Novel Time Tale magical fantasy series. If you like time-travel romance, sizzling chemistry, and complex courtships, then you’ll adore Ava Douglan’s heartwarming tale.
Some people are stayers. They move through rooms in slow motion, observe what comes next, find ways to echo in their spaces. Even their scent lingers, inhabiting the nooks and crannies of the everyday, until their essence chances a state of unwelcome. Uncle Charlie had been a stayer. Would have stayed an eternity had death not come. His touch remained on every book in The Literate Jester. The rare spice of vanilla pages and his favorite pipe tobacco on his clothes had not left Jack.
And then there were the goers. People who hunted the next thing to come. The impulsives who fled, instinct over thought, outpacing control, who dropped fast slivers of themselves in their wake for others to pick up and hold to the light in remembrance. 
Benetta Tolland was a goer. 
Jack knew this as surely as he knew the morning on the roof and the attempt in the bathroom mirror were part of her nature. And he blamed himself for everything that day, from the kiss that fogged his head and clobbered his pulse to speaking his deepest desire, a desire he had told no one. For Jack, going back to the time he was responsible for his parents’ death would mean he could move forward. He never imagined Benetta might think he wished her gone.
And yet, here he was. A stayer, forever chasing a goer.
He doubled over, a second and complete copy of Eve of Monocacy in hand, the push and pull of oxygen to the deepest parts of his diaphragm sated for the first time in nearly an hour. From between the pages of her poem, Jack pulled out Benetta’s hastily scrawled note and reread it by moonlight. 
In the absence of her relentlessness emerged an elusive peace. Her father had told her as much. She didn’t understand, never saw it until hurt came and time ceased.
A line from the text, verbatim.
Benetta had stolen away in the night with nothing more than her uniform and haversack and the long rifle Jack had tipped against the bedroom corner. A measure of trust, returned. The gun was the first thing he looked for each time he awakened, for Benetta was nothing if not a warrior first. Guilty of nothing more than taking on his fight as if it were hers.
And tearing out the poem’s final page.
And hiding a second copy of her book—none too well, mind you—to conceal her fate. 
A scratchy bed of crops at her back, a cloud chariot racing across the sky, Benetta Tolliver had died in the Thomas field. 
As had a piece of Jack when he read it.

 

The bedside clock had read a few minutes past three. Now, at five, the beginning of a new day, the gray before the rising sun, Jack feared another ending.
Ava is Anna, Vivian, and Amelia. She’s an idea Anna had once upon a time–what if a group of amazing writers came together to create a series? Anna talked with Vivian who expanded on her concept. They brought in Amelia to round out the team.
Ava writes a blend of time travel, magical realism, contemporary, and historical romance. She blends them together to create a world of ‘what if’? What if a magical bookmark brought characters to life? Brought them from different time periods?
How would they react?
What if they all got their happily ever after?
Ava is all three of us and she loves hearing from fans of the Novel Time Tale series! You can reach Ava at avadouglan@gmail.com.
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Title: Venom
Series: The Sinister Fairy Tales Collection
Author: Dee Garcia
Genre: Dark PNR/UF
Release Date: October 15, 2019

 
Tink
From the moment I befriended him, I set a conspiracy in motion.
A revolution.

 

Kill Peter Pan.
And I was their ultimate weapon.
I was also none the wiser, falling hopelessly and irrevocably in love with him as the years went by.
Just as they hoped I would.
But their plan comes to a screeching halt when Peter vanishes into thin air, something I’ll learn has nothing to do with Rosewood at all.
You see, Peter never truly loved me…because he loved a wench instead.
He lied to me, he used me, he left me, and he broke me. 
Forever altering me in ways that incite revenge when Hook sweeps in with revelations and the ultimate truth.
Peter may have turned his back on me, but in the end, he and his precious little Wendy will choke on every last tear I once shed.
And I’ll have Hook to thank for that.

 

Hook
It’s no secret I always despised Peter Pan.
A common threat amongst the factions, I should’ve killed him when I had the chance, long before he sank his claws deep into Tinksley’s heart.
But his death at my hands wasn’t what the plan called for, despite how I felt for her.
I’d always been drawn to the girl, innocently enough at first…until that vile abomination marked her with his stamp, unleashing a sense of propriety I had no rights to.
Didn’t matter—he had her…and I wanted her.
Then like magic, he disappeared.
I thought my time had come, but the road to owning Tinksley’s heart comes with a price.
A price so dark and depraved it strips her of her purity and awakens the beast within.
All because of the truth.
Sometimes, there is honor in revenge, and it will be my utmost pleasure to watch as Peter Pan finally meets his maker.
His maker who will soon be my Queen.
 

 

Don’t do it, Tinksley. Turn around, says the angel on my shoulder, a voice I’d forgotten existed amidst the demands of depravity.

Do I listen? Of course not.

I have to know what’s happening. I’m too intrigued not to.

An intrigue that continues amounting as I pass this hand-carved archway with thick spiraled pillars. The pillars themselves aren’t what draws me—it’s the marionette puppets hanging off each one. They’re both female; one blonde, one brunette, both surprisingly quite scantily clad unlike a typical puppet.

I’ve never seen one like this before.

Reaching out to graze the tips of my fingers over one of their wooden bodies, I—

“Boo!” a husky voice ghosts in my ear.

My heart shoots up to my throat as a terrified scream breaks free. Next thing I know, I’m spun around, staring into amused blue eyes.

I literally feel myself deflate in his grip before I can react accordingly.

Bastard.

“What the f*ck!” I shout, wiggling myself free.

Callan chuckles darkly and shakes his head, crossing his arms over his chest. “Look at you. So crass these days.”

I mimic his stance. “What can I say? I learned from the best. You’ve got one helluva sailor’s mouth yourself.”

“I’m not a sailor, love.” He smirks. “A pirate? Yes. The Captain? Obviously. Not a sailor, though.”

 
 
 
 
 
Dee Garcia is a voracious fan of romance novels and a long time lover of the written word. Her mission is to craft unique, compelling stories that will give her readers a place to briefly escape the trials and tribulations of everyday reality. With headstrong heroine’s who don’t need a man to stand on their own two feet, Dee hopes to leave her mark in the Indie world, one plot twist at a time.
 


 
 
 
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Title: Happily Ever Crowned: An Underworld Royals Tale
Authors: Lexi C. Foss & Anna Edwards 
Genre: Dark Paranormal
Release Date: October 1, 2019
 
“I do.”
Two words that signed over my soul to a monster, all to save a kingdom I knew little about. This isn’t a fairy tale. No knights in shining armor, only kings fighting for power. And my heart is the key.
 
A game designed to shatter even the harshest of resolves.
My husband wants to debase me. To break me. To destroy my spirit. To possess every inch of my soul through acts so heinous, I can hardly breathe. And he’s using six men to do it. Including him. Adrik, Prince of Noxia.
 
Desire.
Such a wicked twist of fate. Happily-Ever-After may not exist here, but amorous energy rises after a night of unbridled passion. A night I should hate, but don’t.. A night I long to repeat.
 
“I love you.”
A statement I will never say. Not even to him–my dark prince who plays in the shadows, engaging me in a forbidden dance of hope and adoration. He promises me a new crown, in exchange for my heart.
 
 
 

 
 


I crouched before her, bringing us to eye level with one another. “Do you know what your performance lacked earlier, little one?”Silence swam around us, our audience awaiting her reply. Of which she gave none, her chin jutting out in a stubborn line that intrigued my instincts. It seemed the queen wanted to play. Good.

Her husband raised his fist as if to correct the behavior himself, but I held up a hand. “Allow me, My Lord.” I had a show to put on, one I hoped would gain me his favor and allow me some much-needed alone time with his wife. “It’s rude to ignore a direct question, Valora.”

Gorgeous light blue eyes met my own, her pupils flaring the tiniest bit to display her irritation. Mmm, she didn’t like this at all. Not that I blamed her. What would it take to prompt her rebellion? To provoke her enough to kill her own husband?

“Get it over with,” she demanded. “Fuck me, if that’s your choice. Use me. Do whatever it is you please, My Prince.”

Such fire and hatred. All for someone she hardly knew. I couldn’t help my resulting smile. “Enthusiasm,” I informed her softly, tilting my head to the side. “That’s the answer, sweetheart.”

Her lips flattened. “This game bores me.”

I chuckled, adoring this feisty side of her. “Does it? Shall we make it more interesting?” I slid my hand into my pocket, palming the blade I’d just used to take out half a dozen immortal men—for her. “Kneel.”

The king wanted a demonstration, so I would provide one unlike any he could have anticipated.

 
 
 
Anna Edwards – All I am a British author, from the depths of the rural countryside near London. In a previous life, I was an accountant from the age of twenty-one. I still do that on occasions, but most of my life is now spent intermingling writing while looking after my husband, two children and two cats (probably in the inverse order to the one listed!). When I have some spare time, I can also be found writing poetry, baking cakes (and eating them), or behind a camera snapping like a mad paparazzi.


I’m an avid reader who turned to writing to combat my depression and anxiety. I have a love of travelling and like to bring this to my stories to give them the air of reality.

I like my heroes hot and hunky with a dirty mouth, my heroines demure but with spunk, and my books full of dramatic suspense.

 



 
USA Today Bestselling Author Lexi C. Foss is a writer lost in the IT world. She lives in Atlanta, Georgia with her husband and their furry children. When not writing, she’s busy crossing items off her travel bucket list. Many of the places she’s visited can be seen in her writing, including the mythical world of Hydria which is based on Hydra in the Greek islands. She’s quirky, consumes way too much coffee, and loves to swim.
 
 
 
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Title: Conjuring Wrath
Series: Seven Deadly Series Book Three
Author: Michelle Gross
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: September 24, 2019
The age of the Reapers has ended.
 
With the new threat of the Harvesters and the approaching end, the troubles are here to stay.
 
Barron Reaper, the bearer of wrath, knows that more than anyone. With the sin of rage in his veins, his life is a chaotic mess of gloom. The vicious immortal has never stopped or relaxed a moment in all his years to feel hope. Especially not when another problem arises on top of everything else. An old demon tradition is being brought back on the blood moon. 
 
The worlds are crumbling around his feet, but that doesn’t stop fate from forcing them together.
 
Gwendolyn Dolson is stuck in a hospital waiting on a chance at life that she will never get when she witnesses a cloaked figure slip through a patient’s door. Seconds later, a man dies in that room.
 
This dying girl is about to find out how drastically life can change.

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

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Jazeen is a prisoner—not in a jail or a dungeon, but in her own home. Her parents, guilt-ridden since the death of their oldest daughter, never allow her out of the house except to attend school.

A chance encounter with Angus, an eccentric airship captain and retired wizard, is going to change all that, sending Jazeen’s life in an entirely unexpected direction. Thrust into a reality where magic isn’t make-believe and evil witches really do exist, Jazeen faces a hard choice when Angus is taken prisoner by a bounty hunter set on delivering him to the Black Witch.

Jazeen isn’t about to sit by and let her new friend face the Black Witch alone. She knows exactly what the witch wants and is willing to risk her life to offer a trade.

That is, of course, if Jazeen can cross The Great Ocean in Angus’s airship, a week-long trip made even more dangerous with Jazeen’s limited piloting hours. There she must track down and bargain with an evil witch who kills anyone who so much as disappoints her.

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Title: Dragon’s Hoard
Series: Dragon War Chronicles: Book 4
Author: A.G. Carothers
Genre: Urban Fantasy/PNR
Release Date: September 26, 2019
Cover Artist: AngstyG
Previously on Dragon War Chronicles, the first strike was made against their enemies, but the cost was heavy. 

Mourning their losses, Danica still must prepare for dragons that will be coming to woo her. She already knows the dragon she wants to mate to, but will she convince Kollin that she’s ready to commit?
 
Of all the dragons going to Toulouse to meet Danica and see if they have a chance only one has a completely different agenda. He knows which dragon he wants and it isn’t Danica. Will Xavier win the heart of Danica’s brother?
 
Anchin Luu, Danica’s brother and manager of her Las Vegas casino, Dragon’s Hoard, has spent his whole life alone due to his deadly nature. A broken experiment and retired assassin Anchin isn’t sure what to make of the water dragon that has invaded his life.
 
Love is in the air, but so is gunpowder. SLIPs going missing, Coyotes crashing parties, and a mating you’ll never forget are all in store for you on the next exciting installment of Dragon War Chronicles.
 
Attention: This book contains explicit sexual content between consenting dragons.
 
Dragon War Chronicles is a continuous series. It is best read in order.
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Danica immediately went for the naan fromage. “Are there any foods you don’t like?”

Kollin picked up a samosa and put it on his plate. He blew on his fingers and shook them.

Danica snickered. “Careful it’s hot.” 

Kollin narrowed his eyes in mock annoyance. “As a matter of fact, there are some things I don’t like.”

Danica swallowed her mouthful. “What kinds of things?”

Kollin cut open the samosa with a knife and fork. Danica watched him with amusement and wondered what he’d think when she ate her food with her hands just like most people she knew from India.

“I don’t like pickles.” Kollin scrunched his nose in an adorable fashion. “They’re slimy and gross, in my opinion.”

Danica nodded her head as she chewed. “I guess I can see that. I like them, but I can see how they could be wrong texturally.”

Kollin speared a piece of samosa on his fork and dipped it in the tamarind chutney and blew on it again. “I don’t like butter either.” He popped the piece in his mouth and chewed with a slight moan. They were fantastic, but that didn’t distract Danica from his confession.

“Butter? Seriously? How do you not like butter?” Danica looked at him in horror with more naan halfway to her mouth.

Kollin chewed slowly with his eyes closed, completely ignoring her. Danica studied him and put her hand down. His face was gorgeous in its bliss, but she was impatient and wanted to know more about this. He swallowed and opened his eyes.

“I just don’t like it on things like toast or pancakes or sandwiches. I’m okay with it baked in things, but I just don’t like the flavor.” He shrugged and took another bite.

Danica’s eyes widened. “Oh. My. Ancestors, Kollin! What about popcorn?”

Kollin’s face screwed up in disgust. “That’s disgusting, Danica. How can you defile popcorn with butter?” His tone was completely serious. “Toffee or caramel or cheese or just that plain spray-on sugary stuff. Or chocolate.” He nodded thoughtfully and then pegged her with a stare. “But never ever, don’t even get near me with that stuff…butter.” Kollin shuddered dramatically. 

Danica’s mouth hung open, and she closed it with a harrumph. “Well, that just means more for me then.” She huffed at him and picked up a pakora. “Are there any other oddities I should know about regarding food?”

Kollin smiled around his mouthful of idlis and then swallowed. “Bananas.”

She reached over to pick up one of the spicy fried prawns she loved and shrugged. “Texture?”

“Yeah. You have to remember I didn’t grow up with them nor did I have them for the first hundred years of my life, so they’re more foreign to me than other things.”

Danica nodded in understanding and continued to eat the pile of prawns down. She offered one to Kollin who nearly choked on it, and Danica had to have some milk brought over. “We should add, can’t take really spicy things to the list.”

Kollin drained the glass and took a breath. “I like spice, but those are very hot.” Santosh brought him another glass of milk, and Danica smiled while she popped another one in her mouth.

“What can I say? I like hot things.” She winked at him, and he burst out in laughter.
A. G. Carothers is actually a dragon very cleverly disguised as a human. They are a non-binary author of LGBTQIA Romance and Urban Fantasy, who enjoys writing original and entertaining stories. They are very excited to share the worlds they’ve created with you.
 
A.G. currently lives in Tennessee with their platonic life partner, who is not a dragon. They yearn to live back in Europe and will some day. In their spare time they are addicted to losing themselves in the lovely worlds created by other authors
 
A.G. is committed to writing the stories they see in their head without restrictions. Love is blind and doesn’t see gender, race, or sexuality.
 
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Title: The Real Devil: Journal One
Author: Stacie Santoro
Genre: Urban Fantasy

Release Date: August 15, 2019

 

 

Vahla is a businesswoman.
 
A peacekeeper.
 
A fallen angel.
 
The CEO of Hell.
 
And she takes her role as an older sister very seriously.
 
With a younger brother who causes chaos as much as hers, it’s a full-time job. So, when chaos turns into serious trouble, the fight to save him becomes a little more . . . complicated.
 
This time, little brother Lucifer, the one and only, has decided to take up with Mother Nature—a woman who happens to be [fill in the blank with any expletive] crazy—and it’s causing worldwide weather imbalances.
 
When the higher-ups notice, Vahla is tasked with breaking up the happy (spelled R-E-C-K-L-E-S-S) couple before her brother finds himself in a situation not even she can get him out of.
 
Only, nothing is as simple as it should be when supernaturals are involved . . .
 
Even when you are the real devil.
Stacie Santoro lives with her family in New York, in the town where she was born and raised. She is the mom to three amazing boys and wife to a great man (who swept her off her feet with his basketball skills). When she’s not running with her family, you can find her enjoying a glass of wine or cup of tea, reading a book or daydreaming about a million things; like stories to write, putting her toes in the sand or owning every lip gloss created. Or maybe having one created just for her.


She’s also smiling big from the release of her debut novel, The Real Devil; Journal One.

 

 

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