This book was an EXCEPTIONAL book!! I just can’t get enough of ZANE!!

Zane 3 had me up reading in one night!! I didn’t think that this series was going to get any better, but oh boy was I wrong!!! It was everything and more!! I love Zane 1 & 2 but this book she hit it out of the park.

I love this series. I love that this book can make me laugh out loud, wake my husband up at 3 in the morning so he can listen to what was so great. Not to many books or authors can do that and not to many authors will my husband get up to listen to what I have to say especially about Zane.

London and Zane’s love has just gotten stronger, better and hotter!! WOW!! Very HOT!!

I wish I could write all the hot, juicy and erotic scenes then I would write almost half or more of the book. Plus, I can not give any spoilers, so the only thing you must do is BUY this book!! It’s a DELICIOUS read!!!



RELEASE DATE: 02/14/2017


The Flames of Vampire Passion Are Blazing Hot


After The Decrees, I poured all my fears and anxieties about the entire ordeal into a novel. To my dismay, that book garnered more sales and accolades than any other I’d written. I decided to put my pen away, while I worked through my recovery.

After my sabbatical, I think I’m ready, and I want to return to my writing.

I’ll be honest. I’m nervous, but Zane’s sure I can pick it back up with no problems. I wish I had as much confidence in me as he does. He still loves me with the same fire and passion as the night we met, and I wouldn’t give him up for anything.

But if someone gets their way, I may not have a choice, because I’ve been placed on list of vampires to be killed! I have no idea who they are or why they want me dead! What did I ever do but write romance and love my husband? I’ve never hurt anyone except to try to save Zane during that horrific event years ago.

Zane’s determined to find whoever is behind this and eradicate them or anyone else attempting to end our love.

On top of all that, Chris, my ex, has partnered with my mother in trying to get us back together, which is bringing all my emotions over the way he treated me in the past to the surface.

Don’t I have enough to deal with already, without them trying to break up my marriage?


London doesn’t have anything to worry about, as far as her writing. She’s talented, and she needs get back to what she loves most… other than me, of course. I’ve given her enough inspiration to fill at least a dozen books.

What concerns me is blatant violence at my very doorstep. I could not believe someone dared come to my home and attack my wife!

After The Decrees, there should be no question as to how I would deal with any potential or real threat. But either ignoring all that, or thinking they could best me in battle, they attempted to murder London right in front of me!

Was someone trying to take vengeance on me for a sentence I’d dealt during The Decrees? If so, why wait years to attack? Could someone in my inner circle of trusted friends have been the culprit?

If they thought I was going to consider the threat brought to my door as anything other than a declaration of war, they were mistaken.

I was determined to return the fight… and win!

Zane, Flames of Vampire Passion Series, Book Three, contains steaming, wickedly hot scenes of vivid intimacy, laugh out loud humor, and depth of heartfelt connection and real emotion between Zane and London.

This is a work of fiction and is meant for an adult audience.

M/F, language, violence, third in the series, HEA, paranormal, vampires


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GAME ON by SC Daiko


If i wasn’t her student, it would be 
Title: Game On 
Author : S.C. Daiko 
Genre: Contemporary, YA, Sports romance
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There was only one thing I wanted in life: to play professional rugby.


I lived and breathed it.

Until I met Beth.



She’s beautiful, sweet, and so incredibly sexy . . . but she’s out of bounds.



Beth wants me, I know she does, and I want her.



If I wasn’t her student it would be game on.
There was only one thing I wanted in life: to be a good teacher.


And I was.

Until I met Ryan.



He held me against his hard body on a hot Ibiza night, and I lost myself to him.



Six months later, he’s in my Spanish class… what I feel for him is totally against the rules.



Soon rugby isn’t the only game Ryan is playing.



But when his past catches up with him, and everything starts to go wrong . . . will it be game over for the two of us?
music takes me, the throbbing bass rhythm carrying me into a
whirlpool of movement; I sway my hips, arms crossed above my head.
I’ve drunk too much but what the hell… I’m having fun. Moving
my ass in time to the beat, I head back to the table and take another
sip of vodka lemon, trying to act like this is what I do every
Saturday night. The drink burns its way down to my belly, stoking my
my bestie and the bride-to-be, grins at me from where she’s
sprawled on the corner sofa of the nightclub. “You ok, my lovely?”
a blast,” I say, giving her a high-five.
here on the party island of Ibiza for her hen weekend… me, my twin
sister Chloe (not drinking as she’s trying for a baby) and Meg’s
sister, Lowri, who’s had more than Meg and I combined. Lowri shoots
me a tipsy look. “You’re such an amazing dancer,” she slurs.
is my exercise of choice, and I love it. I grab her hand and pull her
onto the floor, spinning her around while I shimmy to the sound,
tossing my hair back from my face. “Oh God,” Lowri bleats, and
her face turns green, “I think I’m gonna be sick.”
I lead her back to the chair she just vacated. “Put your head
between your knees, sweetie, and I’ll fetch you a glass of water.”
minutes later, I’m back on the dance floor, having left the
recovering Lowri with Meg and Chloe. I’m lost in my own world, a
world of music and movement. All around me, people are caught up in
the buzz of the rave, a mosh-pit of gyrating bodies high on hedonism.
Dutch house bounces off the walls, the floor vibrates beneath my
feet, and lights strobe across the ceiling.

smell him before I see him, a mix of musky male sweat and woody
cologne. He towers over my five foot six frame, broad shoulders, slim
waist, and totally gorgeous. I’m not wearing my glasses, and his
denim-blue eyes clash with mine. He smiles, his teeth flashing white
in a tanned face. “
he smirks, and it’s a smirk full of promise. “
te llamas?
I shout to be heard above the high-volume music.


nod as he steps forward to grasp my hips with strong hands. We sway
together and I feel his hardness pushing against my tummy. My head
tucks under his chin and I breathe him in. It’s been too long since
I felt the pleasure of a sexy man…
need to ask his name. He’s almost certainly a local and I doubt
I’ll meet him again. I’ll just enjoy this for what it is: a brief
encounter. I’m so turned on; I can feel my knickers sticking to me
under my party dress.

hot breath tickles my earlobe as he bends his head to nuzzle my neck.
And then he’s kissing me, his lips warm and filled with lust, his
tongue chasing mine. “Come,
he breaks away and tugs on my hand. “Let’s find somewhere
sensible voice in my head tells me not to be stupid. That I don’t
have one-night stands. Never have. Never thought I would. But the
past three years have taken their toll, and I’m fed up with
listening to sensible Beth. Just this once. What harm can it do? I’ll
make sure we use protection…
cool night air is a relief from the sweaty heat of the club. We
stagger through the fire escape door into an alleyway, and he picks
me up like I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist; he
presses me against the brick wall under a street light and kisses me
again, harder this time, sucking my lower lip into his mouth before
biting down on it and making me yelp with delight. His hands palm my
needy tits, and I feel my nipples peak. Sweet Jesus, I’m so wet I
could come right now.

he breathes, “you staying on the island long?” His voice is deep
and melodic, but it doesn’t sound Spanish. It sounds… Welsh. No,
that can’t be right. I must be in an alcohol-induced fog.
for the weekend,” I manage to say between panting breaths. I run my
hands over his ripped abs. God, he’s hot. I lean my weight into the
wall and brace myself.
pulls at my knickers, his fingers delving, testing. “Gonna fuck
Is that what you want?”
yes, fuck me, please,” I groan.
reaches into his pocket and withdraws a foil packet, ripping it open
with his teeth.

a shout echoes down the passageway and a skinny young man comes
running up to us. He holds out a cell phone, and gives it to my
Ibizan (as I’ll think of him for the next six months). It’s then
that I notice the tattoo of a scorpion on his hand… it burns its
way into my consciousness like a branding iron, its tail raised ready
to sting. I shiver to myself.
puts me down and holds the phone to his ear, his blue eyes meeting
mine. “I’m sorry, Beth. There’s been some trouble at home.” A
pause. “Really nice meeting you, but I have to go.” He kisses me
briefly on the forehead, and I notice the regret in his expression.
ok,” I say, even though it isn’t. I was burning up for him. “Hope
you get the trouble sorted.”
too,” he gives a hollow laugh.
watch him stride away from me, and sensible Beth’s voice in my head
tells me I’ve had a lucky escape. Six months later, I learn she
couldn’t have been more wrong.


SC Daiko is a romance junkie who loves writing about strong heroines and hot alpha males. Originally from the UK, she now lives in Italy with her husband and two cats.
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Malcolm Davenport is serving time.

On a remote island in Alaska, Malcolm is part of Project Isolation, where he must reflect on the crime that cost him the only thing he ever loved. He spends his days and nights alone, with his thoughts and his art—drawing the woman he lost.


But his isolation comes to a strange and abrupt halt when a miniature winged woman with pink hair and striking blue eyes comes literally crashing through his cell and his life.


Is Verity Nine a fairy? A sophisticated spy drone? She’s says she’s a human, and she just might be the answer to the pardon he’s so desperately wanted. But at what cost? The closer Malcolm gets to Verity, the less he sees a fantastical creature or a robot—what he sees is a woman for whom he might be willing to sacrifice it all.

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C.E. published her first book in 2012 entitled Oath of Servitude and hasn’t looked back since. She now has over ten books published and plans to release two more by the end of 2016. Her favorite genres to tackle are Young and Clean New Adult with a supernatural element…though she generally steers clear of vampires and werewolves.For now.

When C.E. isn’t writing or spending time with her family, she enjoys watching Supernatural, reading shoujo manga and shopping for leggings. She enjoys autumn, all things pumpkin, 90s music, and coffee with way too much cream.

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Coming Soon BLACKSMITH (A Real Man) by Jenika Snow



Coming February 21st




Steel isn’t the only thing that’s hard.


Deacon was older than me, but I wanted him regardless. He had this raw edge to him, this primal aura surrounding him that made me feel wholly feminine. He was the epitome of a man…a real man. Even his profession was masculine: a blacksmith. I had no doubt he knew how to work his hands over a woman, how to use them to make her feel the soft and hard sides of him.

What I wanted was for him to be my first…my only.



She thought I didn’t see her watching me, that I didn’t know she wanted me.

I knew, and I wanted her with a fierceness that rivalled anything else.

What Maddie didn’t know was I’d already claimed her. There was no other woman for me but her. I was a possessive bastard, territorial when it came to her. The time had finally come to make her mine. I’d show her how primal I really was, how rough I liked it, how much I wanted to make her scream my name. I’d show her how a man took care of his woman in all the ways that counted.

She’d be mine. Only mine.

Warning: You like your heroes with a touch of caveman? Look no further because Deacon has it going on. He’s all man, and then some. Hold on tight because this story packs a punch, being unbelievable in the best of ways and having instal-everything.


Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

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Lucille’s Valentine

by Lorelei Moone
Vampires of London, #3
Publication Date: February 13, 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal Romance, Vampires


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The enemy of my enemy is my friend?

Lucille Amboise has been serving as Enforcer to the Vampire Council for centuries; a role she’s always taken extremely seriously. When an investigation causes her to cross paths with a human tracker who is hunting the same criminal, she decides to join forces, at least on the surface, to increase her chances of bringing the rogue vampire to justice. Two things she didn’t count on: the growing connection between the human and her, and the ever growing risk of losing either her life or her heart if he finds out about her true nature.

Valentino Conti’s family has lived on the fringes of human society for generations. He comes from a long line of hunters, not of animals, but of so-called Nightwalkers. His latest investigation takes him to London, where he’s surprised to find a mysterious woman on the trail of the same murderous monster he’s after. They begin to work together, but he can’t contain his curiosity: who is his new partner, and what secrets she does she hide?

All books, including this one, in the Vampires of London series are standalone and can be read out of order.




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Cat has never been a social butterfly. The only reason she even agreed to go to the stupid Halloween party was because her friend and room mate Shelly wanted to attend. When she gets spooked upon almost falling into bed with the host, she’s convinced it was all a big mistake. And what’s worse, now people are stalking her wherever she goes!

Alexander Broderick has been hosting his annual Halloween parties for over a century. While his contemporaries use them as an excuse to engage in all kinds of debauchery, his own motives are more benign. He wants to converse, to get a feel for the times they live in through its people. But when Cat walks into his house, he forgets himself and is compelled to seduce her. There’s only one problem: she’s a so-called Blood Bride – a mortal woman whose blood smells so delicious that every vampire in town wants to drain her.

He knows he’s the only one wanting to keep her safe, but can’t act as long as she wants nothing to do with him. And then there’s his own growing hunger to contend with. Can he protect her from the rest of the vampire community, as well as his own lethal cravings?

It’s the ultimate forbidden romance; the love between a mortal and a vampire. What is it that makes flirting with death so utterly tempting? One-click and find out.



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Some vampires have trouble figuring out how they want to spend eternity, but playboy Michael Odell isn’t one of them. He knows exactly what he wants: fine wines and beautiful women fuel his passion and he’s made it his mission to sample as many of either as he can. Fate has other ideas. One night, on his way home, Michael discovers a woman lying face-down in an alley, who is losing the fight to live. There’s only one way of saving her: The Ritual. Little does Michael know that this little act of mercy is going to change his life forever and before long he finds himself falling for the curvy stranger.

Anna doesn’t remember how she ended up discarded at death’s door in a dark alley, only that she woke up there. She doesn’t even know her last name. After coming face-to-face with her gorgeous rescuer, she passes out again and finds herself in a lavish mansion with a new lease on eternal life.

Who – or more importantly, what – is she now? And the people who tried to kill her – why were they after her? Anna is determined to figure it all out for herself. But before her questions are answered, she has to learn that even in this new immortal existence, it’s good to have friends – and perhaps a lover – by your side.



Lorelei Moone is an up-and-coming author of paranormal romance based in London. A lover of all things sweet, and caffeinated, when she’s not writing about sexy bear shifters and their strong-willed curvaceous love interests, Lorelei can be found baking cookies or cakes for her family.

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BLIND FAITH by Nancy Haviland


by Nancy Haviland
Steel Jackals MC #2
Publication Date: February 28, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, MC



After years of solitude, Tish O’Malley made the mistake of assuming happiness was finally hers. But before she can relax her guard and enjoy her protective—albeit secretive—Sergeant at Arms, another selfish choice made by her unconscionable drug-addict mother brings about deadly consequences. With Rachel conveniently tucked away behind bars, her massive debt is laid at Tish’s feet.

Josh “The Guardian” Sylvan knew when he claimed his young queen, her well-being would become his life’s purpose. When her mother’s senseless idiocy brings his estranged father’s notorious club to town, to protect Tish, Josh must consider taking out a member of the Obsidian Devils MC. Can he risk it all? Jeopardize his brothers and their families as they stand at his back, preparing to fight this personal battle?

Everything changes when Josh discovers his and Tish’s love has produced the one thing that will bind her to his side forever. Only then does indecision flee, and possessive rage takes over.



Without any other options, Elaine hesitantly handed Harry over then darted toward the restrooms. Tish looked down at the sleeping baby and, of course, she smiled like a loon because his nose was a tiny button and his eyelashes were gorgeous. As she slowly made her way back to Josh, she adjusted Harry’s blanket where it had slipped, and pulled his paci from dangling over her hand. It was clipped on, but she wanted it handy.

“Sorry,” she murmured as she slid back into the booth. “I couldn’t leave her hanging. That was Ben’s wife; the guy whose notes I borrowed earlier.” Her voice, which wasn’t Harry’s mother’s, coaxed him into opening his sleepy brown eyes. “Hi, sweet pea,” she cooed. “Mommy just had to go take care of some business. She’ll be back soon, and then you can go with her to my school and listen while she rags on your daddy for not answering her calls.” His eyes rolled, and he went back under, totally uninterested. She laughed, as enamored now as she’d been when she’d first met him when he was only a few days old.

“I’ll get on my goddamn hands and knees and beg if you want me to, Tish, but, please, have mercy on me and let me fuck a baby into you.”

A bolt of something delicious exploded between her legs as her head snapped up. Josh was staring at her with honest-to-goodness moisture swimming in his eyes.


Hearing the shocked whisper, Tish was sure she felt something in her neck crack from how fast her head then whipped to the side. Elaine stood next to their table, her jaw hanging, her eyes like saucers as she gaped at Josh.

Tish laughed nervously. “You all set? You look great. Can’t even tell you were crying.”

Elaine gave no indication she’d heard her.

“He, uh, he’s a little intense.” Tish reached out and patted her friend’s hand. “It’s okay, though. He’s harmless.”

With her face turning fire engine red, Elaine twittered like she should have a fan fluttering over her face. “’Kay. Er, wow. I sure wish Ben had said something like that to me before we got pregnant. All I got was a worried ‘I think we can make it work if we really scrimp and save.”

Tish giggled because she could so hear Ben saying that.

“He’s very sexy,” Elaine added under her breath, speaking to Tish as though Josh wasn’t within perfect hearing distance. She was staring right at him! “In a scary, sort of wicked way.” She cleared her throat and seemed to snap out of a trance. Her hand came out to touch Harry’s belly. “Got a baby with mine, though,” she said as though reminding herself. Her next high-pitched laugh was embarrassed. “I’ll, um, be as quick as I can, Tish.” She bumped her hip into a table as she rushed down the narrow aisle and out the door.

Grinning, Tish watched out the window to make sure Elaine made it across the street and into the insurance broker’s office building without being hit by a bus.

“Told you women love you,” she teased as her lower belly continued to flutter. “I guess now you know how the proud lion feels being gawked at in the zoo.”

“I wasn’t kidding, babe. Are you on the pill?”

It was her turn to gape. “Shh! Josh!” She glanced around. “I’m not coming in public with you again if you don’t find an inside voice.”

“I haven’t made you come in public yet. Are you?” he pressed.

She shivered. “Yes.” She hadn’t taken today’s yet but would as soon as they got home. With how often he’d come inside her last night—she shivered again—now probably wasn’t the time to get sloppy.


The knowledge that one of her eggs could be caught and mauled by one of Josh’s sperm should alarm her, but it fucking didn’t! Why? That possibility would have freaked her out only twenty-four hours ago. But now? Nothing.

“Toss them.”


She hid a cringe and wanted to kick that excited inner voice for wanting to obey his every command. “I think I’m going to tickle Harry’s feet to wake him. When he starts bawling, I’ll hand him over and go sit outside. Then we’ll see how keen you are on the idea of impregnating me.”

He groaned. Loud enough to make people turn and look. “When you’re in front of me, I love that fuckin’ word. Seriously. You think I’m a pig now, wait until you have a round belly and those beautiful tits get heavy.” He groaned again and lowered his voice. “Everyone who sees you will know how deep you let me into you. They’ll know who owns you and the baby you carry. Pregnant women are horny women, right?”

To her surprise, he slid out of the booth, his face drawn, shoulders tight, and left her sitting alone with the baby. Again, she found herself looking out the window after the bell above the door jangled. He hopped down the stairs and stalked around the corner of the building. Man, his body was gorgeous.

Feeling feverish, she absently stroked her thumb down Harry’s velvety cheek. “I think Uncle Josh is riding the crazy train, Harrison.” As something deep between her legs clenched with need, she added, “And I’m afraid Auntie Tish is thinking about hitching a ride on the caboose.”




Nineteen-year-old Tish O’Malley has loved Josh “The Guardian” Sylvan since she was a child. When her reticent hero returns to Queen Creek after serving a three-year prison term meant for her mother, Tish is through pretending this man nearly twice her age isn’t the only happiness she’s ever known.

Will the viciously loyal Sergeant at Arms stand by his instant and brutal rejection of the woman Tish has become? Or will he give in and claim her as his young queen despite his best efforts to resist the one female who should never have made it on his radar?

*PLEASE BE AWARE: Blind Devotion was formerly released in November 2015 as HIS YOUNG QUEEN by TIFF P. RAINE. It has been revised, given a new title and cover, but it hasn’t been altered enough for any information to be missed if you don’t re-read before continuing with the books that will follow. This is the intro to the STEEL JACKALS MC series, and it’s in Tish O’Malley’s POV only. Hers and Josh’s story will continue in dual POV in BLIND FAITH, which is scheduled for release at the end of February 2017.

**WARNING: Contains drug use, profanity, and explicit sexual situations. If you’re not comfortable with frequent use of the C-words or a demanding alpha biker fresh out of prison, please skip reading this book. +18



Nancy Haviland is an award-winning, bestselling romance (suspense, erotic, contemporary) author who writes about her possessive alpha males and their obsessively loved women from her home in Southwestern Ontario. Her greatest loves are her family and that ever-present cooling cup of coffee at her elbow.

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PAPI, based on a true story

by J.C. Valentine
Publication Date: March 7, 2017
Genres: Adult, Erotic, Short Story, Novella, Contemporary, Romance



A scintillating standalone novella based on a true story coming soon from bestselling author J.C. Valentine.

Dating is hard.
Especially when it’s a younger man.
Alejandro is everything I ever dreamed of:
He’s my Spanish lover.
My every fantasy come true.
My weakness.
And he wants me. All of me. Maybe even more than I have to give.
But the way he talks to me…looks at me…touches me drives me crazy in the best way possible.
And he knows it.
He knows the power he holds over me…and he wields it like a blade…
Straight through my heart.
Everything I have, everything I am, is in his hands…
Because Alejandro is everything and nothing I expected.
He may be my downfall…
But I am more than eager to take the plunge.



J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry.

Living in the Northwest, she has three amazing children and far too many pets. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.

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