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They are the Fallen. A brotherhood of murderers whose nature compels them to kill. But guided by their leader, Gabriel, the Fallen have learned to use their urges to rid the world of those it is better off without.

For Raphael, sex and death are intertwined. Where there is one, there must be the other. He is a lust killer, luring his victims with the face of an angel and a body built for sin.

And Raphael lives to sin.

His newest mission takes him into the sadistic underworld of Boston’s secret sex clubs, and puts him face to face with his greatest fantasy made flesh.

Maria is everything he’s ever dreamed of, the kill he’s always longed for. She’s not his target. And he knows he must resist. But the temptation is too strong…

Yet Raphael is not the only one with a mission. Maria is not quite what she seems. And as her secrets and Raphael’s unravel, Maria begins to question everything she thought she knew—about evil, about the place she calls home, and about the beautiful sinner she was sent to destroy.

Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains sexual situations, violence, sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and topics some may find triggering. Recommended for age 18 years and up.

 

 

 
The Fallen: Genesis a prequel novella in The Deadly Virtues Series and MUST be read before RAPHAEL (DV: book one).

 

 

 

Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.

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Title: Beautiful Rush
Series: The Beautiful Series
Author: Emery Rose
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 25, 2019
Cover Design: Sarah Hansen, Okay Creations

 

 

 

After a lifetime of being tailed by her father’s bodyguards, Keira Shaughnessy just wants her freedom and independence, and to bond with her long-lost brothers.
 
On a quest to outrun her past, she turns to illegal street racing. She loves the rush, the hint of danger, and living just on the edge of losing control. The last thing she needs is a detective tailing her, no matter how hot he is or how much she’s tempted to kiss him. Again.
 
When Deacon Ramsey runs into Keira at a street race, he knows he should stay away. She’s reckless. Dangerous. A perfect storm. He can’t afford to blow his cover. And he’s not convinced that the daughter of a ruthless criminal can be trusted. But when Keira’s past catches up to her, Deacon just might be the only one who can save her.

“How’ve you been?” he asked, sounding as if he genuinely cared.

 

 
“Same old, same old. Currently nursing my melancholy with ice-cold vodka in the light of a full moon. Come back later and I’ll be howling at it.”
 
He laughed and turned my hand over, so he could read the words inked on my skin. Goosebumps pricked my arms and warmth spread through my body as he traced the letters with his fingertip like I’d done so many times. He was so close I could smell his subtle spicy scent. Something warm and woodsy. Cedar and citrus. Bergamot, maybe? It didn’t matter. He smelled good. So good that I wanted to burrow my face in his neck and breathe him in. As if reading my thoughts, he tugged me closer, his eyes flitting from my eyes to my mouth. Maybe he was remembering the feel of my lips against his.
 
I flattened my palms on his hard chest and leaned into him. I could feel the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his T-shirt, his heart beating a steady rhythm under my fingertips. Deacon was the calm to my storm. The kind of man you could rely on to be there for you, to keep you safe and protect you. It confused me that I’d want that from him when I’d never wanted it from anyone before.
 
I didn’t want to want him.
 
“I shouldn’t be here.” He wrapped his hands around my wrists. He had good hands. Strong and capable-looking with thick veins. I bet when he held a gun, they didn’t even tremble. I bet they were sure and steady, and he didn’t so much as break a sweat.
 
“And yet, here you are. Why are you here?”
 
“I’ve missed your funny face.” He made slow, lazy circles on my inner wrists with the pads of his thumbs. The softest touch was often the most powerful.
 
“Could’ve fooled me.”
 
“Miss me?” he teased.
 
More than I should have. “You never crossed my mind.”
 
“You crossed mine. Hundreds of times.” His voice was low and rough, seducing me with his raw honesty.
 
“Hundreds?” I laughed. “I didn’t take you for the kind of guy who uses hyperboles.”
 
“I’m not.”
 
Oh. Well. I looked down at his hands that were still wrapped around my wrists, my palms still pressed against his chest as if I was warding him off yet wanting to remain close enough to feel the beating of his heart.
 
“Hold Me Down” by Halsey blasted from my speakers, muting the sounds of the city, the hum of traffic on the street and the lonely wail of a siren in the distance. I stared at his slightly parted lips, the bottom lip fuller than the top and fought the urge to sink my teeth into it.
 
“What did you think of when you thought of me?”
 
He moved his hand to my neck and around to the back of it, threading his fingers through my hair until it was wrapped around his hand. His mouth moved close to the shell of my ear, his voice low. “How much I fucking love your hair.”
 

 

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Emery Rose has been known to indulge in good red wine, strong coffee, and a healthy dose of sarcasm. She loves writing sexy alpha heroes, strong heroines, artists, beautiful souls, and flawed but redeemable characters who need to work for their HEA.
When she’s not working on her latest project, you can find her binge-watching Netflix, trotting the globe in search of sunshine, or immersed in a good book. A former New Yorker, she currently resides in London with her two fabulous daughters and one grumpy, but lovable Border Terrier.
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Title: Temptation
Series: Scandalous Series #3
Author: Ady Anes
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: April 23, 2019
Cover Design: Pink Ink Designs

 

 
This is Jaxon Wright’s story. Popular senior in college. Math major. Rowing captain. Beloved man-whore… Temptation incarnate.
 
Jaxon was king of the campus until Carina Lobos walked into his life and knocked him down a peg… or two.
 
A year later and a lot has changed. Carina is a prominent figure in his life although their relationship is nothing like anyone expected. He’s lost his pack of hyena friends; they aren’t taking it well. Meanwhile, someone new has joined their close-knit group and she may change everything.
 
**Contains mature content**
 
Jaxon

My fingers thrum impatiently against my thigh as the valet attendant hands me a ticket. It’s the grand opening for the new nightclub at the estate. Nicholas hasn’t told anyone much of anything, including the name of the place. Apparently, he’s kept most of the details close to his chest. People gather at the entrance of the new club. They aren’t letting anyone inside just yet. The front of the building is covered with an oversized black sheet, not allowing anyone to get a glimpse. No members were permitted entrance through the adjoining section. My eyes scour the area hoping to find Carina. Nicholas better find an acceptable compromise that involves her. I won’t settle for anything less.

“They’re calling VIP members to the front” Uncle Richard nudges me forward. We follow other VIP members to the velvet rope. Nicholas and Valentino shake each VIPs hand before they pass. Marco glares at me but nods his head in greeting. He can’t appear unprofessional with so many eyes on them. I may be a thorn in his side, but he’ll have to tolerate it. There’s no way in hell Nicholas can blacklist me from the nightclub.

“Thanks everyone for coming out this evening” Nicholas calls out to the growing crowd.

“Welcome to the grand opening of Scandalous” Valentino’s voice booms as the black sheet falls away from the building. Murmurs of approval and clapping echo all around us.

The new nightclub matches the estate’s luxurious exterior. It’s frosted glass doors hint at a peek at what lays beyond. The exterior sign is visible for all to see. The shiny silver letters elegantly scrawled across the building make it seem like a high-end classy establishment while the name hints at something entirely different. Parking is off to the side so non-members can’t sneak into the estate. I don’t know how Nic plans to pull this off but more power to him.

Valentino and Nicholas personally escort the VIPs through the frosted doors. Another sign at the entrance has everyone pausing. Upon closer inspection, the word Scandalous is more than it seems. The letter “d” in the word is an outline of a stripper pole, while the belly of the letter is a female form curved against the pole. The faceless female’s legs extended below the word, hinting at the image of an actual woman posing for the club’s name.

“Impressive” Richard beams with approval. We wade through the gawking spectators. The hostess beams as we approach. She verifies our names then sashays over to our VIP booth.

“What’s the stage for?” I flick my thumb at the built-in stage. It isn’t one of those makeshift ones that can be easily removed. Looks like it’s going to be a focal part of the place.

“You’ll see” she winks before walking away. I chuckle not the least bit surprised that Nic is keeping everything tight lipped. We’re already here yet he still wants us in anticipation to see what’s in store.

Servers greet us with the same professionalism and familiarity as whenever we’re at the estate. Everything is new, yet familiar. Valentino and Nicholas remain at the main entrance welcoming everyone in while Marco oversees that everything inside is running smoothly. I keep craning my head trying to see if Carina is anywhere around. I’m not trying to be incognito about it. I have every right to approach her.

The DJ plays music while servers in bikinis offer body shots to willing patrons. Shirtless male servers in tight polyester, mini, black shorts with zippered fronts offer female patrons body shots. It’s easy to see why the club is named Scandalous. I’m looking forward to what Nic has planned for the place. I stretch my legs as Nicholas drones on about the different things this club offers. None of this information is new to VIPs. He motions to the stage grabbing everyone’s attention. He starts talking about erotic performances and sensuous dance numbers. Uncle Richard rubs his hands together eager to see the talent for the night. Nicholas steps away as the lights dim throughout the club. Servers turn their attention to the stage making everyone else take notice. A familiar voice belts through the speakers making my dick swell with anticipation. “Holy fuck” I breathe trying to get a good look at her.

“What?” Richard demands.

“It’s Carina and the girls” I groan as she finally comes into view. The crowd gasps while others cheer as the girls saunter onto the stage. They sway their hips to the music. Carina’s voice belts throughout the nightclub. “You got me down on the floor… “

“Is it me or can you see…” Uncle’s jaw drops as he eyes Carina’s nipples through the fringes of the dress.

“Fuck me” I lean forward trying to get a better glimpse. The lights and shadows play peekaboo with her sheer dress. It takes everything in me to remain seated while she continues to sing and sway her hips. She’s a siren luring us all in with her voice. The crowd roars just as the song ends. The girls hold hands and bow as the patrons give them a standing ovation. They disappear behind the curtains as the DJ introduces the next act. You can barely hear him with the crowd chanting for an encore performance from the girls.

“Hope they’re as good as the girls” Uncle chuckles. The girls just set a high precedence every time they step onto that stage. I can certainly help them with that. Carina and I are explosive. Let this audience get a taste of us and they’ll keep coming back for more.

“Give me feedback on this next act” Nicholas instructs Carina’s men within our earshot. “I have to check in with the girls for their next performance.”

“Like they can’t handle it themselves” Marco snickers.

That’s my queue.

“Uncle, I’ll be right back” I don’t wait for his okay. I stalk Nicholas as he walks around occupied tables and heads backstage. He ignores my glare but I don’t let it deter me. I follow him to the dark hallway towards the private suites for the performers. He has a nice setup with all of this.

“Let him pass” Nicholas sighs to the security manning the back hall. I remain hot on his heels as he approaches a private wing. “I’m working Jaxon.”

“I’m aware Nicholas” I growl irritated with the man. “We still don’t have an agreement.”

“Little busy right now” he drawls as he raps his knuckles on a set of double doors. “I’m not sure if everyone behind this door will be thrilled to see you.”

“We’ll just have to see about that, won’t we” I challenge. Carina won’t throw me out. She may not be ecstatic about my presence, but she likes having me close.

Nic shakes his head chagrined with my persistence. He opens the door and steps through. It’s disappointing to see most of the girls still dressed. They’re helping each other remove accessories and undo their hair. “That was a hell of a show ladies” Nicholas boasts as he saunters through the room. The girls jump in place, thrilled to hear his approval. Titties bounce all over the place; definitely not complaining.

“Any constructive feedback” Carina inquires. She keeps her eyes locked on him, trying valiantly to ignore my presence. She slides her stockings off, aware of my heated gaze on her.

“What did you think Jaxon?” Melissa cheerfully inquires. The other girls freeze as they realize I’m with Nicholas.

I waltz further into the room keeping my eyes on Carina who still hasn’t acknowledged me. “Excellent song choice” I reply hoping they don’t stare at my tented pants. I want to provide them with genuine feedback so I can stay in the room longer. No telling when Marco and Valentino will bust through the doors. “Loved the costume choices. Bea…” I look directly at the sultry gangster. “You fucking rocked as the badass! Great vocals overall ladies, nothing pitchy or off-key.”

Nic nods with approval at my observations. I can prove to be an asset. “I liked that you intertwined solo dances with the group number.” He adds. He’s right; each girl got their time in the spotlight. Although Carina was the main singer each of the girls were memorable in their own way.

Sati beams with the feedback. She must be the one choreographing their performances.

“We have a request” Carina strips out of her dress as she speaks. It’s hard to look at her face when she’s down to almost nothing. Desirae sighs seeing that we’re distracted. She grabs a silk robe and tosses it at her best friend.

“What’s the request” Nicholas’ gravelly voice lets me know he’s affected too. At least it isn’t just me.

“We’d like to be the last ones to perform the second set” Sati states for Carina. It’s a great idea. A memorable opening and closing number are just what Scandalous needs to get people coming back. I doubt they won’t have any problems filling this place up on a nightly basis but I’m confident Nic and the guys plan to charge a premium when the girls are performing.

“That’s a reasonable request; now if you’ll excuse us ladies.” Nicholas states as he practically drags me out of the room. I was on my best behavior. I don’t know why he’s acting like I did something wrong.

“I know what I want” I demand the moment we’re out of the dressing room. “I want to perform with Carina. It can be these kinds of sets on the weekends.”

“That’s the opposite of what we’re trying to work out” Nicholas huffs with exasperation. “Not only will I have to deal with Valentino and Marco but then I need to legally compensate you for your time. I can’t let you perform without pay and in case you forgot I’m the one in the red right now.”

“Semantics” I slash my hand in the air. “You can deal with Valentino and Marco. Tell Carina you want her to do a few numbers with me. If we don’t set that stage on fire like they just did, then all bets are off.”

“I’m still not seeing how this will settle your account” Nicholas grouses. “But I’m willing to contemplate your idea. None of my acts are performing erotic numbers yet, so this might be that edge we need.” He slows his pace as he gets lost in thought.

“Rather than credit my account I want this as my form of reimbursement. You inform her and we can have something ready by next week.” I confidently state, already having a few ideas running through my head.

“If Carina agrees, Sati will oversee your rehearsals. You will respect any constructive feedback she provides.”

“Done” I state even before he finishes his statement. Sati has a keen eye. I sure as hell will take her advice.

“Shit. Okay” Nicholas sighs, “Let me talk to the guys. Go enjoy the rest of the evening.” He stalks away without a second glance.

Ady Anes is a dutiful wife and mother in real life, but a dirty girl between the pages. Her love for reading transfers into her passion for writing. She always has stories floating in her head, ready to pour onto blank pages. Ady has a killer sweet tooth, loves music and sports, and names her kids and fur babies after fictional characters.

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Title: Riders on the Storm
Series: Waiting for the Sun, Part Two
Author: Robin Hill
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 30, 2019
Cover Design: Robin Harper Wicked by Design

 

WHEN A SERIES OF EVENTS SEND DARIAN INTO A DOWNWARD SPIRAL, FRANKIE WILL DISCOVER WHAT IT TRULY MEANS TO LOVE A MAN WHO’S LOST IT ALL. 

 

Dear Francesca,
 
I’m writing to let you know I’m going to do as you asked. I’m going to leave you alone and hope that one day you’ll come back to me.
 
But I can’t sit in this house another minute. The absence of you is stifling. So I’m leaving for the island. Indefinitely.
 
I’m sorry, Francesca. I’m so very sorry. Please try to forgive me. And if you ever change your mind, I’ll be waiting.
 
I love you, Darian 
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Riders on the Storm is the angsty, emotional conclusion to the Waiting for the Sun Duet. IT IS NOT A STANDALONE and should be read after Waiting for the Sun. Due to mature content, both installments are recommended for readers 18 and up.

 

 

​​​​​​Robin Hill spends 75% of her day writing, 30% reading, and a good 25% hanging out with her husband whilst simultaneously stalking random people online. She’s terrible at math. She loves wine. Coincidence? Maybe.

 

She also loves to cook, eat cheeseburgers, listen to The Doors, and watch Jeopardy. She hates flying and blue cheese, and she’s not too keen on treadmills. She believes in aliens but not ghosts. And she dream casts Josh Duhamel in every book she reads.
 
Robin hides out at her Texas Hill Country compound with her husband and their little poodle princess, Alice Malice.
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Imperfect Match, a sexy friends to lovers standalone romance, from New York Times bestselling Corinne Michaels & USA Today bestselling Melanie Harlow, is coming April 26th and we have the gorgeous cover!

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Rule number one for a professional matchmaker?

Don’t fall in love with your client.

I screwed that up when I fell for my best friend, Reid Fortino. He’s gorgeous, successful, and sexy as hell. I figured it would be easy to find him a match—and save the family business at the same time.

But the more time I spend attempting to find the perfect girl, the more I realize how much I want him for my own. What’s the harm if we give in for just one night?

I should have known that would never be enough.

Now I’m on the verge of losing my job and my heart.

We were an imperfect match from the start, but I don’t know how to let him go.

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New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Corinne Michaels is the author of nine romance novels. She’s an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. Corinne is happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife.

After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness. She enjoys putting her characters through intense heartbreak and finding a way to heal them through their struggles. Her stories are chock full of emotion, humor, and unrelenting love.

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USA Today Bestselling Author Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her heels high, and her history with the naughty bits left in. When she’s not writing or reading, she gets her kicks from TV series like VEEP, Game of Thrones, House of Cards, and Homeland. She occasionally runs three miles, but only so she can have more gin and steak.

Melanie is the author of the AFTER WE FALL series, the HAPPY CRAZY LOVE series, the FRENCHED series, and the sexy historical SPEAK EASY duet, set in the 1920s. She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband, two daughters, and pet rabbit.

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Title: SIN
Author: Elena M. Reyes
Genre: Suspense/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 29, 2019
Cover Artist: Black Widow Designs
I am both heaven and hell. Sin and pleasure.
The Devil she never sees coming…
Everyone knows that Malcolm Asher owns Chicago. Nothing—not a single move is made in my city without my authorization. I’m ruthless. Conniving. Worshipped by those around me, and yet, it means nothing the moment my eyes meet hers…
Clear blue and innocent, the delicate doll on this stage holds me captive against my will. She’s decadence personified—a corruptible angel I want to own.
I’m hard for her.
Starving for a taste.
Eager for her to feel me.
This little girl has no idea of the danger she’s in within my presence. How I will make her crave the darkness I control.
How I will make her…Mine.

Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would.
As a small child, she was always intrigued by all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth-grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.
Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and letting characters grow.

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Title: Sea of Scars
Author: Frances Paul
Genre: Military Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 16, 2019
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Design
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
I lost everything. 

My job. My family. My life…my sanity. 

How does a man come back from that? How do you right so many wrongs when the choices you’ve made caused those around you so much pain? 

My determination to prove I was strong enough and that my mind and spirit was unbreakable, tore my family apart. By refusing to accept the help I so desperately needed, I caused irreparable damage to the people I loved the most.

After everything I’ve done I didn’t think life would give me a second chance. But then I met Courtney. A beautiful woman with a troubled past, and scars that mirror my own. A woman who somehow manages to breathe new life into my soul.

Now I can’t help but hope that this might be my chance to make things right.

Born and raised in Accra, Ghana and now living in Cincinnati, Ohio. A banker, wife and mother of two amazing kids. She finds writing to be a great passion of hers and a path she was born to follow. She began by writing short stories at a young age but deviated from the plan. Now, she has three published books and working on a few more projects. Besides writing, she’s a crazy tea lover, loves to travel, eat, and enjoys learning about different cultures. Authors she is inspired by are James Patterson, Nora Roberts and Sarah Pinborough. Hope you enjoy her books as greatly as she enjoyed producing them.
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