Anthology/Multi-Genre/Pre-Order

Title: Empowerment: An Indie Love Anthology
Authors: Jade West ~ Anna Edwards ~ Lizzie James ~ SK Clarke ~ Laura Morgan ~ Alice La Roux and TA Andrews 
Genre: Multi-Genre (Contemporary/Dark/PNR)
Release Date: April 5, 2020

 

Empowerment /ɛmˈpaʊəm(ə)nt/
Noun
the process of becoming stronger
 
Join us in celebrating empowerment in its many forms with this collection of tales from Indie Love. There’s something for everyone, from dark and paranormal to contemporary romance.
 
This anthology explores what it means to overcome the feeling of powerlessness, to grow, to push personal boundaries and to fight back. If you want fierce women who refuse to be held down in the quest for mastery over their lives, then Empowerment has just what you need.
 

The proceeds from this anthology will be donated to charity.

 

LIZZIE JAMES

 

LAURA MORGAN

 

SK CLARKE

 

TA ANDREWS

 

JADE WEST

 

 

ANNA EDWARDS

 

 

ALICE LA ROUX
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Title: The Institute
Authors: Dani René, Anna Edwards, Murphy Wallace, India R. Adams, Cassandra Faye, Sian Claven
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: April 30, 2020
Cover Design: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art

 

Serenity is an illusion
Dear Reader,
I trust this letter finds you well.
It is with the utmost concern that we invite you to join us at the infamous Serenity Institute. You’ll be able to observe the goings on of the asylum, meet the patients and the doctors. We do however ask that you please be quiet. Do not interact with the patients, and respect the special treatments our doctors administer.
This is where nightmares come alive.
A home for the shattered psyche of its patients.
Hope is lost when they cross the threshold.
The deranged. The demented. The unstable.
Six stories, six authors, non-stop madness.
Kind regards,
The Authors
Dani René, Anna Edwards, Murphy Wallace, India R. Adams, Cassandra Faye, Sian Claven

 

 

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Title – Dark Hearts: A Dark and Twisted Romance Anthology
Authors – Anna Edwards, Brooke Summers, Claire Marta, Tina Maurine, Leah Negron, Mila Cole, Savannah Stewart
Genre – Dark & Twisted Short Stories
Release Date – April 16, 2020
Cover Design – Lauren Dawes at Sky Fox Designs
Love comes in all shapes and sizes, all walks of life.
Even the most wicked and depraved deserve to find love…right?
Transport yourself into the worlds created by our talented authors, each bringing you their own dark tales of twisted love and tainted hearts.
 
Anna Edwards, Brooke Summers, Claire Marta, Tina Maurine, Leah Negron, Mila Cole, Savannah Stewart

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New Release

Title: Heart of Darkness
Series: An Immortals of the Damned Novel
Author: Claire Marta
Genre: Dark Paranormal Romance
Release Date: February 14, 2020
Cover Design: OPIUM House Creatives

Prince of Darkness.
Monster.
Villain.
Damned by love.
Fuelled by vengeance.
For centuries, my loss and hunger have consumed me.
One soul, one flickering human light, and my obsession with what I lost is once more unleashed.
There are those who want to take from me what is rightfully mine, but I’m no longer bound by time. She’ll always be my one and only, and anyone who interferes will find no mercy here.
 
*This book contains trigger warnings for its dark content. It is intended for a mature audience of 18+



A native Brit, I live in Italy with my husband and daughter. When I am not writing and drinking copious amounts of tea, I enjoys taking photos of my adoptive country, trying to stay fit with running, reading amazing books and being a stay at home mother.


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SAVAGE DOM: A DARK ROMANCE (SAVAGE ISLAND BOOK 1)
 
USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry delivers a fast-paced, high-stakes novel of survival, suspense, and heart-breaking passion with SAVAGE DOM, book one in the utterly captivating Savage Island duet.
He was one of six.
The biggest, the bravest, the most brutal.
Programed to discipline.
Dominate
Destroy.
It’s a fight to the death
Only one will survive.
But there’s one complication….
Me.
Please note: Savage Dom is book one in the Savage Island duet and ends with “happy for now.” Book two, Savage Love, completes the Savage Island duet. This book includes elements of violence and kinky, sexual scenes. If this offends you, please do not read.

 

 

She walks toward me, and without thinking, I open my arms to hug her. Thunder rolls overhead, and before she reaches me, huge drops of rain pelt down from above. She reaches me as the rain falls in sudden torrents. We both speak at the same time. The poor girl’s trembling.

“I’m sorry, I froze—”

“Those things are deadly—”

“I tried to get away—”

“It killed one of the men here.”

“You saved me, I couldn’t—”

And then she’s in my arms, soaking wet and utterly naked, and I don’t even try to stop this. She’s shaking but framing my face with her hands as I bring my mouth to hers and kiss her. Oh, Christ, it’s been so long since I kissed a woman, and never in circumstances like this. We’re soaking wet and disheveled, but stripped from every possible modern convenience, there’s nothing but raw sexual attraction.

She’s holding onto me while I frame her waist with my hands, and my God, she feels so fucking good, even soaking wet and shivering. Her skin is like silk, her body easily melding to mine. My cock’s a steel rod between us, but she’s either as turned on as I am, or she doesn’t care. She only presses herself closer to me and rocks. I slide my tongue in her mouth and skate my hands down her trim waist to the fullness of her ass.

I want to see how she responds to being dominated. Something tells me she might be an independent woman, but she won’t fight this. So I grip her ass before taking one of my hands away and when she moans, I lace my fingers through her sodden hair with one hand, and with the other, slap the fullest part of her ass.

She sighs into my mouth and draws nearer. I spank her again, and again, as I continue to kiss her, yanking her hair between my fingers. I fucking love the way she molds to me like this, as if welcoming me to do more. I bring my hands to her underarms and hoist her into my arms. Her legs wrap around my torso, my cock pressed up against her ass. Christ, I want to fuck her right this minute. With her still holding onto me, our lips still joined together.

My need for her is so strong, I can’t think, I can’t speak. I need in this woman, and now.

I lay her on the ground and she yields to me, moaning when I pull my mouth off hers and trail my tongue from her neck to her collarbone. On instinct, I wrap my fingers around her neck, feeling the way her pulse quickens on my palm while I cup her pussy with my other hand.

“I want to own this pussy,” I say in a ragged whisper. Her eyes widen and her lips part when I flex my hand on her neck. I shove my hand between her legs and spread her thighs. She’s dripping wet in more ways than one. I effortlessly glide my fingers through her folds until she’s grinding against my hand.

“Fucking gorgeous,” I say in a low rumble, working her pussy while I look her over. Jesus, how I want to fuck her. I drop my mouth to one breast and lap at her nipple while I finger her, reminding her who’s in charge of this with gentle pressure to her neck. She moans and bucks her pussy against my hand. I suck in a nipple, suckling for a moment before giving it a harsh nip with my teeth.

She gasps, though it’s muted with my hold on her. I release her nipple and lap the hardened bud with the flat of my tongue, circling to stimulate her. She moans and whimpers. I release her neck and move my hands to her wrists, cuffing them.

“Stay there,” I whisper. “Do exactly as I say, or I’ll punish you.”

Her eyes look a little frightened, but her body vibrates with need. There are little pink fingerprints on her neck where I choked her, her hair wild and crazy from being pulled.

I’m drawn to her in a way I can’t control, a way I don’t understand but can’t stop. I need her like I need to fucking breathe.

“I need to fuck you,” I whisper. “I need to fuck you now.”

“We shouldn’t,” she whispers, but then she’s moaning and spreading her legs like she can’t stop herself either.

I line my cock at her entrance and tease her clit with the head, and when she’s moaning and on the cusp of climax, I plunge myself into her. She sighs deliciously and opens her legs wide.

“Fuck me,” she says through gritted teeth. I place one hand on her neck again and gently squeeze, holding both wrists in my other hand, and shove my cock in her channel. Christ, it feels amazing. I don’t even remember the last time I had a woman. I do know it was way before I even set foot on this island. She’s so tight I groan, building a rhythm, oblivious to where we are or what we’re doing, our only focus chasing our ecstasy.

I thrust and her head goes back with a moan and she pulls on her wrists, but I hold fast.

“Fuck me, you’re gorgeous,” I manage to rasp out. I thrust again, harder, and she screams, but it doesn’t stop me. Again, I thrust and again she moans, her legs wrapped around my torso anchoring me to her. I pull my cock out so the very head is at her center, and slam into her again, loving the way she writhes on the edge of bliss, loving the way her pussy milks my cock, loving the momentary reprieve from all responsibility as I do what I’ve been created to do, what I have to do. This woman was mine from the moment she set foot on this island.

I close my eyes when her keening moans increase and her pussy clenches on me. She’s on the cusp of climax and I’m on her heels. She throws her head back with reckless abandon and screams her climax when my seed lashes into her. I pump my hips and claim her body, marking her with my come. I don’t stop until she’s sighing and panting and fully relaxed beneath me.

“Gorgeous,” I say, leaning down to plant a kiss on her cheek.

“My God, what was that?” she whispered. “I got turned on looking at you. This isn’t me. I’m not—”

“Me neither,” I tell her. We’re still entangled together. I’ve just fucked her, but I’m not sated. I want more.

“Something’s happening here,” she whispers. She looks in my eyes searchingly. Hers are a delicate, bright green.

“I know.” I don’t know what else to say, so I lean down and kiss her again.

“Dear God,” she says, when I pull away. “This place is bewitched or something.”

“Or something,” I mutter. “Christ. Get your dress on before I fuck you again. We’ve got to get up to the shelter and secure things before nightfall.”

She pulls away reluctantly, jumping back in the water to clean off but I don’t look this time. I can’t. If I do, I don’t trust myself not to fuck her again.

 

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.
Connect with Jane at http://janehenryromance.com
 

 

 

New Release

 

 

 

 

 
SAVAGE DOM: A DARK ROMANCE (SAVAGE ISLAND BOOK 1)
 
USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry delivers a fast-paced, high-stakes novel of survival, suspense, and heart-breaking passion with SAVAGE DOM, book one in the utterly captivating Savage Island duet.
He was one of six.
The biggest, the bravest, the most brutal.
Programed to discipline.
Dominate
Destroy.
It’s a fight to the death
Only one will survive.
But there’s one complication….
Me.
Please note: Savage Dom is book one in the Savage Island duet and ends with “happy for now.” Book two, Savage Love, completes the Savage Island duet. This book includes elements of violence and kinky, sexual scenes. If this offends you, please do not read.

 

 

 

 

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.
Connect with Jane at http://janehenryromance.com
 

 

 

Audible Release/Excerpt

Title: The Five
Author: Lily White
Genre: Dark Romance/Romantic Suspense
Narrators: Rose Dioro and Jason Clarke
This is not your average love story….
Every man who meets Rainey wants her. Having lived a life of sex, drugs, and manipulation, she is a temptation with far too many secrets.
 
When psychologist, Justin Redding, is assigned to Rainey’s case, he has no way of knowing the tale of debauchery he will encounter.
On a twisted path of love, loss, and murder, Rainey leads Justin through the events of her life.
Death follows Rainey…. Justin fights to discover her secrets….
But will he discover the secret of The Five in time to resist Rainey’s ultimate seduction?
 
Warning: This book deals with sensitive subject matters that may be upsetting for some listeners.

“No, Rainey. Let me look at you. I love looking at you. Even when I close my eyes, all I see is you.”
I dropped my arms, my legs trembling. This was Rowan, the sweet, kindhearted boy I loved. Yet, in that moment I feared him. The adrenaline was wearing off and I was suddenly so cold.
His lips parted as he stared at me, those blue eyes I knew so well slowly taking in my body as heat blazed behind them. He’d grown so large, twice my size at least, and it had never occurred to me how strong he was until now. Nobody would pick on him anymore. Not without getting their asses handed to them in a fight.
“Can I touch you, Rainey?” His eyes lifted to mine. “Is that all right? For me to touch you?”
“Always,” I whispered, unable to put any strength in my voice. “You can always touch me.”
He stepped forward and I stepped back out of instinct. He would never hurt me. Not Rowan. But what I saw in him now was the predator that had always lingered just beneath the surface. He wasn’t a monster like his family or David. Not him. He was something else entirely.
Pain shot through his eyes when I moved, his hands fisting at his sides. “Do I scare you now?”
Shaking my head, I forced my mouth to move. “No. It’s just -“
“Just what?”
“You’re different, Rowan. A man, I guess. You’ve grown.”
Blue eyes held mine, the darkness in them seeping away, but not entirely. His lips pulled into a tight smile. “You need a man. I’ve become exactly what you need. For you, Rainey. Not anybody else. Just for you.”
I drew in a rattling breath. “Touch me.”
Rowan moved forward and I held my ground, craning my neck to look up at him. He was shaking, his skin so cold that I knew I had to fix him somehow. “Rowan?”
“Yeah?”

 

“Will you kiss me?”

 

Lily White is a romance writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series, Target This, Wishing Well, and Asylum. In addition to dark romance Lily writes contemporary romance, taboo romance, and psychological thrillers. Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.

 

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