Sale Blitz for Blood Shackles (Rebel Vampires, Volume Two) by Rosemary A Johns! Hurry Before It Ends!!

Sale Blitz for Blood Shackles(Rebel Vampires, Volume Two) by Rosemary A Johns!! HURRY Before it Ends!!!

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Blood Shackles

Rebel Vampires

Volume 2

Rosemary A Johns


Genre: Fantasy

Publisher: Fantasy Rebel Limited

Date of Publication: 1st November 2016



ISBN-13: 978-0995557925 (Fantasy Rebel Limited)

ISBN-10: 0995557926

Number of pages: 368

Word Count: 90,000

Cover Artist: JD Smith


Book Description:

It’s a dangerous game to love your slave.When your whole species is enslaved – and it’s the humans who are acting like the monsters – how far would you go to free your family?


5* “When Light is captured, he refuses to lose himself, despite how his captors try to break his spirit. Being sold to Grayse is the ticket he needs out of his cell, even though her father owns the company that enslaves him… Blood Shackles is brutally honest, tragic, triumphant, addictive, and somehow hopeful… Johns succeeded in creating a world, characters, and a story that…

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UNDER FIRE by Aria Cole





Blaise Michaels has never met a fire he couldn’t tame—or a woman who could cause a fire-alarm blaze in his heart. But the night he meets Brianna Foster is a night that will leave permanent marks on them both.

Brianna Foster wasn’t looking for love—in fact, all she was looking for was her grumpy old cat before the building dissolved into ash around them. But when tall, dark, and heroic bursts through her apartment door to save her—and her pussy—from the flames, she never dreams he would light a fire that could incinerate her heart.

Warning: Blaise is a big, growly, alpha male with a hero complex. Saving Brianna isn’t enough for him. He wants more than just in her bed. He wants her tied to him for life.


Aria Cole is a thirty-something housewife who once felt bad for reading dirty books late at night, until she decided to write her own. Possessive alpha men and the sassy heroines who love them are common, along with a healthy dose of irresistible insta-love and happily ever afters so sweet your teeth may ache.

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The Missing Ingredient (A Chandler County Novel)

Author: Debbie White

Genre: Contemporary Romance & Romantic Suspense

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He may have broken her heart, but Kari is a survivor.
Kari leaves in a hurry. She has no idea where she is going—she just knows it has to be far away from Eddie. When an advertisement for the Kentucky Derby pops up on her Google search, something about the area intrigues her.
Tired from her long journey leading her to Lexington, an exhausted Kari stops in Bourbonville for just an overnight stay. But after a burger and a slice of pie at Sadie’s, a diner with décor reminiscent of the 50s, Kari makes a split-second decision to stick around.
She settles into her new town becoming one of Bourbonville’s newest entrepreneurs featuring her exemplary culinary skills.
Jeff has never been quite so bold before. But a little voice in his head tells him to speak to her. He doesn’t know for sure, but his military training leads him to believe she’s running from something. He’s running from something, too.
It’s not long before Kari realizes the Derby isn’t the only race in town with high stakes and her bet is on Jefferson Davies, the owner/operator of Jeff’s Marketplace. Can these two come together and mend their broken hearts while restoring their faith in love, or will it become a recipe for disaster?
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Debbie currently lives in California with her husband and two rescue dachshunds, Dash and Briar. When she’s not writing, she’s working in her garden, riding on the back of a motorcycle touring the beautiful wine country they call home or enjoying a glass of wine looking at the awesome views of the valley dotted with vineyards. She’s an avid supporter of animal rescue and donates a percentage of all book sales to animal rescue groups. When you purchase one of Debbie’s books, you’re also helping to provide food, toys, and shelter to a furry pet while they await their forever home.

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BLOOD SHACKLES by Rosemary A. Johns will be on Sale for $0.99 March 13-17th.


Blood Shackles

Rebel Vampires

Volume 2

Rosemary A Johns


Genre: Fantasy

Publisher: Fantasy Rebel Limited

Date of Publication: 1st November 2016



ISBN-13: 978-0995557925 (Fantasy Rebel Limited)
ISBN-10: 0995557926

Number of pages: 368

Word Count: 90,000

Cover Artist: JD Smith


Book Description:

It’s a dangerous game to love your slave. When your whole species is enslaved – and it’s the humans who are acting like the monsters – how far would you go to free your family?

5* “When Light is captured, he refuses to lose himself, despite how his captors try to break his spirit. Being sold to Grayse is the ticket he needs out of his cell, even though her father owns the company that enslaves him… Blood Shackles is brutally honest, tragic, triumphant, addictive, and somehow hopeful… Johns succeeded in creating a world, characters, and a story that pulled me in until I had to finish reading it… This is a novel everyone should read” – Readers’ Favorite

What happens when SPARTACUS meets VAMPIRES? In a divided paranormal London, Light is the rebel bad boy vampire of the Blood Lifer world. Since Victorian times he’s hidden in the shadows. But not now. When he’s bought by his alluring Mistress, Light fights to escape. Even if he can’t escape their love. But if he doesn’t, he’ll never solve the conspiracy behind the Blood Club…

Who are these ruthless humans? Who’s their brutal leader? And who betrayed the secret of the Blood Lifer world?

London, Primrose Hill. Grayse is the commanding slaver’s daughter. She buys Light, like he’s a pair of designer shoes. So why does Light feel so drawn to her? Especially when his family is still in chains. Will he risk everything – even his new love – to save them?

Does a chilling conspiracy lie behind it all? A stunning revelation leads Light to an inconceivable truth. To the dark heart of the Blood Club. If he can face his worst terrors, he can save his family and his whole species from slavery.

Maybe he can even save himself.




You grabbed my hand, dragging me after you down the warren of side streets behind the shops.
It was pelting down now. Even though I was soaked, I was still buzzing from the barney.
At last you stopped, shoving me up against a brick wall at the back entrance to a butcher’s.
‘Look,’ I said hurriedly, ‘I’m sorry about–’
Questioningly, I tilted my nut. Your lips were close to mine. All I’d need to do was…
You pulled back (of course you bloody did), even if you were still clutching onto me, as if my body was yours.
Because no matter what other nasties you might do with it, you’d never kiss your slave, would you?
Then you suddenly hauled me closer, and we were snogging.
At that moment, none of it meant anything.
Slave or Mistress. First Lifer or Blood.
It never does when skin meets skin. It was just Light and Grayse.
So it was a good kiss. To me, it changed everything. But to you..?
‘If you would be so kind, some of us are trying to feed in peace.’ A nasal but polite Turkish Blood Lifer popped his nut up from further down the alley.
He licked down the neck of a twitching First Lifer bird, who was propped up against a skip.
When you shrieked and tried to jerk away, I held you still by the wrist.
I shrugged. ‘Yeah, my mistake.’
Your peepers were now flint.
I started edging you backwards out of the shadows. Now wasn’t the time to give you a crash course on Blood Lifer dinner etiquette.
It seems, however, that our Turkish friend was determined to educate me. ‘You know, young one, it is most inconsiderate to interrupt a fellow’s kill. I had no intention to do so with yours.’


‘London’s not yours.’
I stiffened. ‘The Lost have walked these streets as long as you humans,’ I whispered, low and intense, ‘which makes them ours, as much as yours.’
I might as well have clouted you. You drew back, with a shiver. ‘You hunt here – parasitically. But England? The world? It belongs to us. You’re just…’
‘Parasites?’ I offered. You didn’t even have the decency to look away.
‘These are my streets,’ you tapped the sticky table for emphasis, in a boozer, street, postcode you’d never have ventured into, if it hadn’t been for me.
I took a drag of my e-cig. ‘Over hundred and fifty years says different, sweetheart.’
You wore that narked expression, which I’d hoped we’d left behind for the night. ‘My home. Not yours.’
‘Any reason it can’t be both?’
‘On account of you’re…’ You stopped yourself, pushing your Guinness away with a jerky shove. Your shoulders slumped. You finished softly, ‘…not human.’
‘Right. Because I’d missed that.’ I took a mouthful of nuts, munching thoughtfully. You’d withdrawn hermit-crab like, your hair falling in two curtains over your mug. ‘There were humans once, who thought like you, the last time a Blood Lifer had the courage to reveal himself to a First Lifer. It was one of my ancestors. A man of reason, in an age of superstition. He reckoned our two species could live out in the open – side by side – so I was told. These First Lifers? They thought he was the devil.’ You’d raised your nut. I could see your peepers – dark grey now – through the veil of your hair.
‘They burnt him.’

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About the Author:

ROSEMARY A JOHNS is the author of the bestselling Blood Dragons and Blood Shackles – the compelling Rebel Vampires series.

ROSEMARY A JOHNS is a music fanatic and a lover of the anti-hero. She wrote her first fantasy novel at the age of ten, when she discovered the weird worlds inside her head were more exciting than double swimming. Since then she’s studied history at Oxford University, run a theatre company (her critically acclaimed plays have been described as “uncomfortable, unsettling and uneasily true to life”), and worked with disability charities.

When Rosemary’s not falling in love with the rebels fighting their way onto the page, she heads the Oxford writing group Dreaming Spires.

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She wasn’t part of my original plan for revenge, but one glance at her and
I was entranced. I followed her for weeks, observing her habits. I’ve been
in her apartment numerous times, learning anything and everything I can
about her. She’s become an obsession and I’ll do whatever it takes to make
her mine.

It’s only a matter of time before I have her where I want her…

on her knees and at my mercy.

Soon, there will be no secrets between us.

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Who is she? My eyes narrow as I take in the red haired nymph on the dance
floor. Studying her movements, I notice she’s graceful and fluid, yet sexy
at the same time. Watching her hips sensually sway to the slower tempo and
grind to the thumping bass has my teeth clenching and my heart pounding
wildly in my chest. I fight an instinctive urge to rush over, take her in
my arms and never let her go.

What the hell is wrong with me? I’ve never had this reaction to a woman
before. Usually they’re just a means to get off – a nameless, faceless hole
to fuck. I use them hard and fast, bringing them extreme pleasure and pain
because one isn’t as good without the other.

I’m tempted to slide behind her and let my hands roam over the gentle
curves of her hips then slip around her waist to pull her flush against the
front of me. There’d be no mistaking the effect her body has on me. She’d
wiggle her ass against my cock, teasing me, then flick her eyes over her
shoulder with a small playful smile on her shiny red lips. My fingers would
slide down the soft material of her dress to skim along the bottom edge,
trailing over her silky thighs. She’d tremble from my touch, proof she
wants me too.

Merely thinking about it has me fighting the overwhelming urge to carry her
off and have my wicked way with her. I want to see her cuffed to my bed,
whimpering and begging for my tongue or hard cock.

She returns to the table in the back corner of Quake, a popular club in
Boston, with her friends. Her cheeks are flushed pink from dancing and her
hair falls around her shoulders in a sexy disarray of waves.

My eyes scan the faces of the people she’s with. I know the names and have
background information on them all. I’m well acquainted with some, more
than others. I grimace as my hand rubs over my stomach. It was only weeks
ago that I had a knife buried to the hilt in my gut and I was at death’s
doorstep. Seeing the person responsible causes anger to burn through my

Taking a deep breath I flick my gaze back to the living red haired angel.
Immediately, I feel a sense of calm wash over me. She’s the only new face
amongst them and now that I’ve seen her – no other matters. I have to find
out who she is. I need to learn all I can about her.

Her eyes scan the room as if she can sense the heat of my stare. I smirk
knowing she feels it too. This pulsing attraction between us is powerful
and it needs to be explored. It will be explored. When I set my mind to
something, nothing stands in my way.

Her hands smooth down the material on the back of her dress before she
sits. She awkwardly tugs down the bottom to provide as much modesty as
possible, but the short length leaves a good portion of her long sleek legs
exposed. I can tell she’s uncomfortable and I smile at her modesty. There’s
a sense of innocence about her I find extremely attractive.

Round after round of drinks are ordered by her friends as I stand here,
studying her every move, slowly sipping a beer. Watching her tongue make a
slow trek around the rim of her margarita glass, licking up all traces of
salt has me mesmerized.

She throws her head back laughing and her long red hair tumbles past her

What would her hair feel like trailing over my bare chest if she bent down
to kiss me while riding my cock?

I need to know who this precious angel is. Seeing her tonight isn’t a
coincidence. Fate placed her in my path for a reason.

Standing to the side of the bar, my shoulder braced against a white stucco
pillar, my casual body language conceals the hurricane of emotions she’s
stirring up in me. She’s an unexpected twist in my well thought out plan. I
can’t wait to get to know her.

Let the games begin…

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Cover Design: Judi Perkins, Concierge Literary Designs & Photography

I’ve spent most of my time in a cage.

A beautiful, steel structure that gives me a sense of safety.

I’ve been let out and I don’t like this. I can’t tell if this is a mind game or if I’m no longer of use.

Nothing seems real anymore and I’ve been left alone.

I want to be put back into the world I know but he’s been gone for days, and I don’t know when he’ll come home, or if he’ll come home and it breaks my heart.

I won’t try to run.

I won’t try to escape and gain some false sense of freedom.

If I’ve earned that much, there’s no doubt he would have granted it to me.

I don’t know how much longer I can survive without him.

I want him to come home so that I know I haven’t failed him in some way.

Sir? Do you still need me like I need you? Please? Can I go back into the cage?

WHEN TO HEARTS COLLIDE by Sonya Loveday & Candace Knoebel

Charlie Williams’ view on relationships is simple—one night, no strings, move on.

But when the opportunity to see a girl from his past comes up, Charlie finds himself breaking all his own rules. Ever since the night he’d turned her away, Charlie hasn’t been able to get Charlotte off his mind. A break from his pub for a vacation across the pond should be enough to cure him of his curiosity and get her out of his system. At least, he hopes…

Charlotte Mackay channels love through coffee.

Running her fandom-themed store and specialty coffee bar keeps her nerdy heart busy after one too many relationship disappointments. Until the man she can’t manage to forget calls.

Charlie’s coming to The Hamptons for a two-week vacation. She’s going to be his host—nothing more. She’d fallen under the spell of his bedroom eyes and roguish charm once before, and it nearly wrecked her. Charlotte can’t risk the same mistake twice.

But love knows no boundaries when two hearts collide.

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When Two Hearts Collide

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I wasn’t one to much stock into fate. Nor was I one for reading into signs. All of it was pure and complete hooey to me. There was no impactful moment when a person looked into someone’s eyes and, BAM, that was it. That they were the one because something in the way they connected told a person they’d found it. Love. Or whatever it was that made two people decided to align themselves together, infuriating habits and all, for the rest of their lives.


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Charlie was otherworldly.
Kind. Funny. Smart. Witty.
He was exactly what I’d been looking for. Yet, entirely complicated.
That was my luck though.
Of course I’d find myself a man I thought I could really see a future with, knowing that future wasn’t as easily attainable as the chemistry between us was. Even with the amazing sex and small moments of true connection, I still didn’t think I could pick up and leave. Not my shop. The Raven’s Den was everything to me.
“If I fall asleep, luv, my apologies,” he said as he moved closer to me, wrapping an arm around my waist. “I don’t think I can keep my eyes open much longer. Ye’ve worn me out.”
I snuggled against him, trying not to think about the future. Tried to enjoy the small moment of perfection. A marked day that was as rare as finding a living unicorn. Because those moments were quickly approaching their end, and I had a heart to prepare for when it came time for one of us to make a choice.



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The Authors:

Candace Knoebel is the award-winning author of Born in Flames—book one in a young adult fantasy trilogy. She discovered in 2009 through lunch breaks and late nights after putting her kids to bed, a world where she could escape the ever-pressing days of an eight to five Purgatory. And an outlet for all the voices residing in her head.
Published by 48fourteen in 2012, Born in Flames went on to win Turning the Pages Book of the Year award in February of 2013. In January of 2014, the last book in the trilogy, From the Embers, was released, thusly completing the trilogy. She now works on the Night Watchmen Series, while guzzling Red Bulls and pretending to be a ninja on Heelys.
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Sonya Loveday is a full time author. Mother of two teenagers. Wife to an amazing man for 18 years. Dog lover. Cat lover. COFFEE addict. Night Owl. She’s a sucker for a good book. Loves the quiet life. Has the bestest best friend in the whole world. Her imagination never shuts off which makes it hard to sleep. The worst cook. Seriously.
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