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A celebratory weekend at a historic inn brings a blizzard, delicious cornbread, a cozy fire, and a murder… or two…


Winifred Page and her sidekick corgi, Watson, join an assortment of family and friends to celebrate her uncles’ anniversary at Baldpate Inn, nestled above Estes Park, Colorado. A blizzard is approaching, but the prospect of being snowed in means more time in the lovely mountain retreat—complete with river rock fireplaces, log cabin rooms, and a collection of thousands of keys from around the world.


With the blizzard raging outside the rustic inn, the early arrival of a knitting group adds a touch of drama, but nothing can unravel the cozy party spirit. Even when the power goes out, the merrymaking continues by lantern light. But in the flickering shadows and twisting hallways, relationships transform, secrets are uncovered, and death comes calling.


A weekend of glittering celebration unlocks a storm of change for Fred and Watson…


(This culinary cozy mystery includes a recipe for scrumptious cornbread.)
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Reading the Cozy Corgi series is pretty much all you need to know about Mildred. In real life, she’s obsessed with everything she writes about: Corgis, Books, Cozy Mountain Towns, and Baked Goods. She’s not obsessed with murder, however. At least not at her own hands (nor paid for… no contract killing here). But since childhood, starting with Nancy Drew, trying to figure out who-dun-it has played a formative role in her personality. Having Fred and Watson stroll into her mind was a touch of kismet.


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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 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: King Me
Author: Season Vining
Genre: Contemporary Romance Suspense
Release Date: January 29, 2019
Delaney Mills is haunted by darkness. Not of a spiritual kind, but a terrible past that all the rum in the world cannot chase away. Enter Valentine King, a sexy and irresistible man with connections to the world of Voodoo—a world that Delaney is desperately trying to break into. 
 
Chicago-native Delaney follows her dissertation research all the way to the streets of New Orleans. With King’s help, she uncovers a covert group called the Bondye Saints. The group wants to remain a secret and will do whatever it takes to keep the two quiet. But threats and attacks on her life don’t deter Delaney’s desire to expose the Saints’ sins.
 
While she’s willing to risk her own life, Delaney hates that the one man who can chase away her darkness is put in danger. But Valentine King refuses to let her go. Because in his world built on faith, Delaney Mills is the one thing he believes in.

 

 

Season Vining grew up in southern Louisiana where food, culture, and family mean everything. She has lived in Houston, San Diego, and NYC—all of them providing tons of writing material. She is a graphic designer by day, and her obsessions include live music, tattooed bad boys, vintage cars, and people who know the difference between their, there, and they’re.
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Title: At The Wrong Time
Series: The Right Kind of Wrong #3
Author: L.B. Reyes
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 29, 2019
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Guilt. It has the power to suck the soul right out of you. I’ve spent four years behind bars to wallow in mine, thinking about every wrong decision I’ve made.
 
The more I thought about my past mistakes, the more I realized that my biggest one…was him.
 
Derek Hensley. The man I love, and also the man I betrayed.
 
Now that I’m free from prison walls I have a chance to do things the right way. I want to start over, but no matter how hard I try to leave the past in the past, my heart still belongs to him.
I know I screwed up. I know I don’t deserve a second chance. But that doesn’t mean I won’t try.

L.B. Reyes, lover of all things romance and professional procrastinator, was born and raised somewhere in the large state of Texas. She spends most of her time listening to music that bring her characters to life, or dancing to it when she needs to destress. When she’s not writing, she’s thinking about how to torture her characters or give them the happy ending they deserve. A mother, student and now author, L.B. Reyes is always busy, but makes sure to make time for her family. She is a firm believer that all obstacles may be overcome and so she spends her days encouraging others to follow their dreams, no matter how far away they seem.
 
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Title: Private Messages
Author: Connie Lafortune
Genre: Contemporary/2nd Chance Romance
Release Date: January 23, 2019

Lilianna

For so long, my very existence teetered on the brink of death
That’s what happens, when you lose the other piece of your heart
I can’t sleep, write or work
Until, I meet him
The one who won’t let me fade back into the darkness
Now, I’m feeling things that I shouldn’t
But the man is determined to breathe me back to life
And, it’s been so long since I took a breath
 
Zane
 
I’ve been called a cold heartless bastard one too many times
However, I didn’t get to where I am by not taking chances
I’m the successful owner of Club Syn
And then I meet her
I’m torn between my mysterious caller and the raging storm
Now, I’m feeling things I’ve never felt before
One is untouchable, the other continues to push me away
And, it’s been so long since I’ve been inspired

 
I’m just about to enter my room from the balcony when someone says, “And I was just beginning to enjoy the view.”

What the hell? I glance in the direction of said voice and my knees become weak when the owner of that voice strikes a match. His beautiful face is revealed in the orange glow. Normally, I’m a walking, talking Thesaurus, but he has rendered me speechless. This man oozes confidence and masculinity throughout every fiber of his being. And how the hell did I not notice before that our balconies are only separated by a wrought-iron railing?

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” the man said. “You were lost in thought before and I didn’t want to disturb you.”

The last thing I want to do is start a conversation, but it would be rude to ignore him. Wouldn’t it? “You didn’t startle me, I just have a million things on my mind right at the moment.”

“Ah, I see. And I’m not one of them,” he adds, while running his fingers through his unruly hair.

“How could you possibly be on my mind when we’ve never met?” I wish I could take that back when in three short strides, the railing is the only object separating us. Which he could easily hurdle with his long legs. This is the second time today my heart is in my throat.

“Oh, quite the contrary. We met at the Books & Babes afterparty last month. Briefly, I might add, but nevertheless, unforgettable.”

No, no, no. It can’t be! What are the chances of me running into my drunken one-night stand? Ugh, it was the first and last time in my life that I did the walk of shame. What a nightmare this turned out to be. “I’m up for a repeat performance, if you’re game. It might be just what you need to unwind,” he murmurs, while leaning his elbows on the railing. Waiting for an answer.

A month ago, I was here for a book signing which was hosted by the Books & Babes Blog. My agent thought it would be great exposure for me to meet and greet as many fans as possible. Don’t get me wrong, I truly love meeting my readers, but they only know me under my pen name, LN Avalon, not Lilianna Cavallon. Believe me, I never confided in anyone just how much exposure there really was going on that weekend. The only one who knows is waiting for my answer with a shit-eating grin on his handsome face. Dear god, a thought suddenly crosses my mind which makes me nauseous. Did he take any pictures of me in compromising positions? Are they plastered all over the internet?

When his hand unexpectedly touches my arm, I recoil. “Are you okay, Lili? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

There’s no way in hell I can ask him if he took pics that night. Can I? ‘Cause right now I feel like I need to know, otherwise it will drive me stark-raving crazy. “No, I’m fine. I just had a thought and I must admit, it unnerved me a bit.”

“Anything I can help you with?” He has no idea.

“Now that you mention it, could you answer a question about that night?” Dammit, now he must think I was three sheets to the wind and I don’t remember a thing. And he wouldn’t be too far from the truth.

“Of course, I’d be glad to. Do you want me to tell you how many times I made you come?”

“No, that won’t be necessary.” Three amazing orgasms! That much I clearly remember. “Did you take any naked pics of me that night I should be worried about?”

My breath catches when he leaps over the railing. “No, I’d never do such a thing. That’s not my style.”

Am I contemplating having hot, carnal sex with him again? Yes, I do believe I am. Tentatively, I reach out and touch his chest with a trembling hand. “Do me a favor and lose the phone this time.”

A devious chuckle escapes as his hands land on my hips. “It’s in my room but I think you should do a cavity search, just to be safe.”

Oh, sweet baby Jesus.
Connie is a true believer in love conquering all… This being the reason why she loves writing romance novels. She wants to create a story based on strong, believable characters. One’s that will make you laugh, cry and feel every emotion under the sun. Connie wants to leave you breathless and begging for more… 

 

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Title: Living For Forever
Series: Battle Born MC #3
Author: Scarlett Black
Genre: MC/Erotic Romance
Published: January 24, 2019

“This book will take you on an amazing ride!!” ~ Amazon Review


“OMG! Scarlett Black absolutely wrecked me with this book. It was raw, deep and beautiful. . .” ~ Amazon Review


If love is their sin, then together they lie, bound to one another, their love living for forever.

 

 

 

The girl who walks this earth as a ghost of her circumstance must find her redemption to come back to the living. A new beginning will happen, but someone will have to pay in blood to get it.

 

 

 

 

Years of pain and crippling memories have left Jenn fighting through life to overcome a tragic past. Until they come back to destroy her and to take what they want. Can she bury the pain in lies to save those that she loves? Or will the lies destroy her in the long run?

 

 

 

 

James wanted one thing when he moved to Reno, a fresh start. Never did he imagine that he would join an MC, but the brotherhood called to him. They had a loving start to a now tormented present. Will he get what he needs and save the woman that he loves?

 
Scarlett Black lives in a small town in Northern Nevada. She has three kids a husband and a couple of dogs. She loves to watch baseball, especially when her kids or husband play. One day she had random thoughts floating around in her brain, opened her laptop and started writing without really knowing of where the journey would take her. Here she is now, a first-time erotic MC genre author, that works full time. She enjoys her busy life, the outdoors and shopping as much as possible!
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Title: Redemption
Series: Youngblood Series #1
Author: Monique Orgeron
Genre: Contemporary Romance Suspense
Release Date: January 24, 2019
Is there a road to redemption?
Her coming into my life was a miracle. She saved me. But she also came in like rolling thunder to my lightning strikes.
Opinionated, aggressive, argumentative, and fuck did it make me react. She is the first woman to ever call me on my bullshit. Causing my blood to boil like no other.

The problem is, she sees right through me. I’m a bad man with no redeeming qualities or is that true?

I might not be who she wants, but I can be the only man she will ever need, and she is the only one that can penetrate my blackened heart.

The price is high but with her, I get not one but two hearts that will be solely mine.

Fire and ice!
Freedom is all I wanted and what I got were surprises.

All wrapped up in a man that was everything I hated.

Life was supposed to be simple.

Stick to the plan, that’s all I had to do and then he came in tempting me and pushing my buttons.

So why did I let him get under my skin, in my thoughts, and in my bed?

There is too much to risk but what a delicious risk it would be.

Is it possible to love someone you hate?

TEDDY

 

Walking into the emergency room, I survey the place looking for Ashlyn, but I don’t see her anywhere. Strolling up to the nurses’ station, I find a cute nurse eyeing me up and down. If I had more time, I would probably eye fuck her back, but I’m on a mission.
“Hi, I was wondering if you could help me find Doctor Ashlyn Martin.”
Disappointment falls on her face. “It’s her break. I believe she’s in the cafeteria right now.”
“Which is where?”
She points the way, making sure she stretches out over me to get a touch. Yeah, this girl would be easy to take to some linen closet. 
“Thank you.”
Ignoring my cock, I follow the path the nurse pointed to. When I come across the glass walls to the cafeteria, I see Ashlyn sitting down with another doctor; a male doctor. He’s not bad looking either. I wonder if he’s the reason she shows no interest in me? It has to be. It would be a reasonable explanation. She’s either interested in someone else or they’re already an item. It at least helps my ego to think they are. I’ve never met a woman who didn’t like me.
Walking up to them, she sees me before I get to the table. Her face is one of shock.
“Teddy?”
“Hey, Doc.”
The guy turns around and stands, “Hi, nice to meet you. I’m Dr. Timothy Breaux.”
“Nice to meet you, Tim.”
“It’s actually Timothy.”
Ignoring him, I sit at the table. “Doc, why didn’t you ever mention Tim to me?”
Tim looks at me and asks, “And you are?”
“Teddy Trahan.”
“And who are you to Ashlyn?” he questions.
“A friend of the family.” Looking at Ashlyn, I wait for a reaction. I can’t classify her as a friend because let’s face it, she hates me. But she can’t deny I’m a friend of the family. She works for all of us now.
I slap Tim’s back. “I’m also her neighbor. So how long have you two been seeing each other?”
Ashlyn jumps and practically shouts, “We’re not!”
Tim laughs and says, “No Ted, Ashlyn here hasn’t agreed to go out with me, yet. But I might be wearing her down.”

 

 
Did this asshole just call me Ted? I tighten my grip on his shoulder. I hated being called Theodore Jr. and I hate being called Ted. My mother called me Teddy and that’s what this motherfucker will use unless I choose to make him say Mr. Trahan. I start squeezing tighter, causing him pain, until Ashlyn says, 

 

 

 

“Timothy, his name is Teddy.”
Clearing his throat he apologizes, “Sorry, sorry, Man.”
“It’s alright, Tim.” I slap his back again, lightening the mood. 
Staring at Ashlyn, I ask Tim, “Where do you plan to take Ashlyn if she says yes to your date?”
“Why? No offense, but I don’t see how it’s any of your concern.”
Now I turn towards him and say, 
“Afraid the family is very protective of her. You know her daddy would have a fit if we didn’t protect her to the best of our ability. You should remember that if she says yes.”
“Yes well, I’m sure Dr. Martin wouldn’t have a problem with it. Afterall, he is the one who introduced us. In fact, he has already given me his blessing to ask her out.”

 

“His blessing? Oh, you’re one of those guys.” I give him a half-cocked smile. “I’ve never needed a daddy’s blessing.”

 

 

 

He stands abruptly. “Ashlyn, I think I will give you and your neighbor some time to talk but I’ll be right over there if you need anything.”
He kisses her cheek and walks away.
I’m staring at her, waiting for the explosion.
“I gotta say, the man doesn’t intimidate easily.”
“You son of a…”
“Watch it Ashlyn, there are some things I don’t take kindly to being called.”
Grinding through her teeth, she asks, “Why. Are. You. Here?!”
Giving her my best charming smile, I point out the obvious, “I came for my apology.”
“Apology?!…For what?!”
“My eye, Doc.”
“I am not apologizing to you, again. It was an accident and you know it. You should be the one apologizing to me for rubbing your penis all over me.”
I lean in closer, “Doc, why would I apologize for rubbing my hard cock on you? We both know you liked it. I can still hear the sound of your whimper. If you would have let me, I could have given you so much more and dragged so many more beautiful sounds out of you.”
“Enough! Why are you like this? I didn’t enjoy anything you did, or will I ever like anything you could do.”
“You did! And you have no idea what I could do. I guarantee it would be so much better than anything Tim could do.”
“You’re ridiculous and insane. First of all, I will never know and secondly Timothy is not like that, he’s a gentleman.”
“Too bad. You need a man that’s not a gentleman.”
“Oh, I bet. Someone like you, right?”
“Bet? What an interesting word. How about I prove to you that Tim is not a gentleman.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Tim just wants between your legs.”
“No, he doesn’t.”
Her words cause me to laugh out loud. “Well I hope for you, you’re right.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not going out with him.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not interested.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Hmm.”
“Why does that surprise you?”
“Because you’re not interested in me.”
“Oh my God! You think just because I’m not interested in you, that means I have to be interested in someone else?”
“Well yes. So, if not him, then who?”
“No one. Not Tim and definitely not you.”
“I’m going to figure it out, Doc. But for now, you have to go out with Tim.”
“I will not!”
“Yes, you will. We have a bet. And besides, I dare you to.”
“You dare me?”
“Yep! Come one Doc, I have to see if I was right and who knows, you might get lucky. Which means you might be nicer. Win, win for the both of us.”
“I hate you.”
She crosses her arms, looking defiant but I can tell she is thinking it over. She gives up her tantrum and asks, “What’s the bet?”
“If I win, you have to apologize with flowers, the whole nine yards and you have to admit that you liked my cock between your legs.”
“And If I win?”
“I will do whatever you want.”
She stares at me with daggers in her eyes, fuming like a dragon. I’m waiting any second for her to call my bluff, but she does the opposite.
She yells across the cafeteria, “Timothy!”
Turning, I see him looking over surprised.
“You can take me out this weekend.”
Timothy is happily smiling to an open room with his hand waving back to us. I give a little wave back at the idiot smiling. Oh Timothy, the fucker is going to make my year. 
I’m feeling triumphant until I turn around and see Ashlyn’s fake smile. Suddenly I feel… feel…fuck, how do I feel?

 

Written by Monique Orgeron’s eldest, most beautiful, and intelligent daughter. (My sister is going to hate this part.)

My mom happens to be the most caring, loving, and stubborn person I know, well anyone knows. She gives 100% percent of herself to everyone and has given up so much of herself for my sister and I. For twenty-one years she has poured her heart and soul into making sure we know that we are loved and that we can do anything we put our minds too, but it was about time she figured that out about herself. 
 
Up until this year I hadn’t seen my mom do anything for only her, but this book has allowed her to travel the world through the pages of a book, make new friends, and feel the joy of doing something exciting. 
 
There is a new light behind her eyes and it is just making me feel more joy than she can ever imagine. While she might be annoying most of the time, I am so thrilled that she is finally allowing herself to grow as a person and not spend all of her energy on her family. 
 
It has been a long journey of self-discovery for my mom; she has gone from domestic supermom to domestic goddess throughout the process of writing. 
 
We are so very excited and proud of you! I love you as big as the world.
 
-Bria and Tony

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