In The Key Of Love

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Author Interview: Gayle Feyrer

1. How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book?

After trying to write The Great American Novel in college (didn’t succeed), I spent a decade having fun and being famous in a big fish in a small pond fashion writing erotic fanfic, straight and gay, and doing illustrations for it. Then some friends said I should try to break into romance. I thought, I love history, I write excellent erotica, why not give it a try? Marian was my second book. Medieval was a popular time frame so that was part of the reason, but I’d gotten into a fun discussion with my best friend about the Robin Hood legend and wanted to write a warrior Marian.

2. Writers write what they know, and must observe the world. Are you a firstborn, middle or last child and how does this shape your view of the world?

I’m the only child of my mother and father, but I had two half-sisters who were like young, pretty aunties who bought me presents and told me stories. I think being an almost only made me more self-centered, but I always felt different so maybe it’s just being a weird artist.

3. Where is your favorite place to write?

I write in my studio, a converted garage where we painted beautiful colors, burgundy walls, and aqua ceilings with gold trim. Art and books everywhere.

4. How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains?

I understand the “rule.” I even sometimes agree with the rule. But I am happy to savor a beautiful passage in a book that isn’t totally necessary to moving the story forward – a phrase that gets repeated robotically. I like richness and complexity in what I read. I try not to be too self-indulgent, but I often allow my darlings to live. If they are cut from the text, they live in orphanages, waiting to find a home (which may or may not happen).

5. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

Before I asked Shakespeare about Ophelia. I think that this time I’ll ask Dorothy Dunnett how she came to write Francis Crawford of Lymond. Did she know a Lymond, or dream him entire?

6. Inquiring minds want to know…tell readers something about you that no one knows.

How about something that few people know? My erotic gay fanfiction was seized in London during a postal strike—the cover was explicit. So, I have been banned and burned throughout the British kingdom (for importing lovely smut that could be bought homegrown a London store at the exact same time). The people who ordered the fanzine were informed by letter that they could come protest the decision if they wanted.

7. You are stranded on a deserted island with only a back pack for company. What three items are in your survival pack?

My lovely desert island has food, water and shelter, so I just need my glasses and two very large books.

8. If you could have one super power in your existence, what would it be?

If I was younger, time travel would be great, though I want all the right inoculations against disease (or maybe I’m impervious?) I’d be bad though—I’d want to correct past mistakes! No slavery and women get the vote right off or you get civil war, Founders! And I have to brush up on my French before I visited Paris in the Belle Époque. Maybe buy a few Van Goghs!

9. Favorite snack?

For insomnia, hot chocolate with rum. Chocolate anytime is pretty good.

10. Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going or do you drive the speed limit?

When inspired by my novel, I’m a rocket. On the daily grind, a snail.

MARIAN

by Gayle Feyrer

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GENRE:  Historical Romance

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BLURB:

Warrior. Spy. Marian Montrose dons silk or chain mail with equal aplomb. Sent by Queen Eleanor on a mission to Nottingham, Marian is waylaid in Sherwood Forest by the infamous Robin Hood. Her companions are stripped of their riches, but from her, Robin steals only one brazen kiss.

Seething with anger at the thief’s presumption and the haunting memory of his searing embrace, Marian arrives at the castle to find the sophisticated and seductive Sir Guy of Guisbourne a welcome distraction. Guisbourne would be the perfect ally against the Sheriff and Prince John but he believes he’s already picked the winning side. Deft at games of intrigue, Marian discovers Guisbourne’s involved in plans to steal the ransom meant to free King Richard the Lionheart.

Conquering her misgivings, Marian returns to Sherwood and recruits Robin with the promise of a pardon for him and his men. Now they are allies in the fight to return the king, but Robin wants far more from Marian. First she resists his almost magical allure, then succumbs, then resists again, distrusting the elemental power he has over her. Guisbourne may be lethally dangerous, but Robin threatens to consume both her body and her soul.

Danger surrounds them. Betrayal separates them. But desire—and fate—will not be denied.

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Excerpt:

Simon of Vitry was a dead man. His rush was telling on him. In his eagerness for the kill, Vitry had expended too much energy. As he thrust at her again, he stumbled over a root. He recouped before she could counterattack, but Marian regained her balance and her surety. She saw that the great sword had grown heavy for him, showing its weight in his faltering backhand. Deliberately she edged around him, letting him follow with his strongest cuts, then quickly reversed direction, playing to his weakest maneuver. The backslash came at her, aiming to open her chest. She brought her own sword under his blade and turned it, then instantly drove her point home, taking him deep in the belly. Vitry screamed, surprise and outrage rising to a shrilling agony as she pulled her weapon free. With a surge of cold triumph she saw him fall to the ground. He lay at her feet, clutching the wound and thrashing. She did not answer when he begged her for his death. Implacable as fate, Marian sat by the edge of the pool and watched Vitry die, wondering if her father had taken as long. After an hour it was over. Rising, she went to stand over his corpse. Though all around the bright May greenery fluttered in the breeze, looking down on him she felt encompassed by winter.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Gayle Feyrer began drawing as soon as she could hold a crayon and writing when she was twelve. She holds a Bachelor’s in Pictorial Arts from UCLA, and MFA from the University of Oregon in Creative Writing. In her varied career, she has been a tie dye artist, go-go dancer, baker, creator of ceramic beasties, illustrator, fiction teacher, and finally, novelist. A Libra with Scorpio Rising, Gayle’s romantic nature takes on a darker edge.  She hopes these shadows bring depth to her romances.

A world traveler, Gayle has visited Paris, England and Italy numerous times.  She lived for two years in Jakarta, Indonesia, with many trips around Asia. She currently resides across the bridge from San Francisco, with her husband and their two rescue cats, Charlotte and Emily, the Flying Bronte sisters, half Siamese and half tabby.

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Author Interview: Charlene Bell Dietz

1. How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book?

This historical mystery selected me. At a frenetic point in my life, with work making me crazy, community service projects taking more time than I expected, family demanding time-consuming activities, an elderly aunt dropped into my life for me to care for her. I swore I could not take on one more project. But I did. And she ended up being a major project. Cantankerous, chain-smoking, rum-drinking, brilliant woman, who my grandparents rarely discussed, had been a run-away teenager. She embarrassed her family, my grandparents, by fleeing to Chicago during the Roaring Twenties, in 1923, to become a flapper. Chicago happened to be Al Capone’s gun-‘em-down playground. This story was too good not to be told.

2. Writers write what they know, and must observe the world. Are you a firstborn, middle, or last child and how does this shape your view of the world?

For eight years, I had the honor of being the chosen one, the baby, with all the coddling one would expect, except doubled, because I was the only daughter. However, in my opinion, my two older brothers were allowed to do things, I wasn’t—because I was a girl. Then, my baby brother came along, and I stepped up from being the youngest to one having control and taking care of this priceless creature.

What I perceived from all of this, is having been a “girl” in a family of brothers, I find value in writing stories about strong, independent women who never take “no” for an answer, and believe they can do whatever any man thinks he can do. Fearless and competent became my motto.

3. Where is your favorite place to write?

We live in the foothills of the mountains in central New Mexico, in a middle of a forest with meadows and abundant wildlife. My writing starts long before I sit at my computer in my studio. It starts late at night gazing at the dark sky, lit with brilliant stars, or early in the morning on a leisurely stroll with my companionable dog, breathing in the clean, high-altitude air, and watching the baby, wild turkeys, or young fawns stroll nearby. This is when my mind resets to allow new stories, or dialogue, or settings to design my work. Then I sit at my computer in my studio and let the words flow. Unlike Stephen King, my desk faces two large windows, so I can enjoy the fledglings, learning to fly, or hear my bees at work, as my words appear on my computer screen.

Absolutely, this is my favorite place to be when I write.

4. How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains?

As a beginning writer, it would kill me to kill them. Then half-way through my first book I figured out a strategy that made it all painless. I created a file on my computer and labeled it “Chapter Cuts that Kill Me”.  I knew I could always go back and extract anything I’d cut and saved there. What’s interesting, I still use this method, but never once have I revived the dead from that file. Yep! Those darlings needed to be dead.

5. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

Elizabeth George, would you please be my tour guide through the English countryside?

6. Inquiring minds want to know…tell readers something about you that no one knows.

I still grieve for my father, who passed in 1986, my mother who passed in 1992, and my ex-flapper aunt who passed in 1996, along with their incredibly, intelligent parents, my grandparents. I think of them every night before I fall asleep. They have been my inspiration for all I do.

7. You are stranded on a deserted island with only a backpack for company. What three items are in your survival pack?

Chocolate, wine, and my kindle packed full of books. Don’t bother to rescue me.

8. If you could have one superpower in your existence, what would it be?

I would very much enjoy being able to be invisible. Think of all the character research I could do. What fun, I would have!

9. Favorite snack?

Chocolate (dark), Coffee (black) Wine (dry)

10. Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going or do you drive the speed limit?

Ugh. I love to drive, and I used to have a large collection of speeding tickets until I reformed. Maybe that’s why Kirkus Reviews described The Flapper, the Impostor, and the Stalker, as “A fast-paced historical novel, both scary and witty—a wonderful combination.”

The Flapper, the Impostor, and the Stalker

by Charlene Bell Dietz

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GENRE:   Mystery, Historical, Suspense Novel

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BLURB:

A privileged teenager from Minneapolis in 1923, scraps her college scholarship and runs away to become a flapper in dangerous, chaotic Chicago. In her search for illusive happiness, she confronts the mob and then must contrive a way to not be murdered.

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Excerpt:

Kathleen continued, “You said you wished you could go to college with me. What if we could go somewhere together, not to college, but someplace where we could dance and act and you could sing? I bet with our talents, we could turn this horrid world into something much more joyful—help make it one big party.”


“How?” Sophie’s eyes opened wide.


“We’ll go where you won’t have to teach kids piano, or act or dance, unless you want. You’ll be able to sing your heart out and, who knows, maybe even write your own songs.”


“My mother would never let me.” Sophie looked off into the near distance.

“Sophie, we’ll get to wear sparkly dresses. And wouldn’t you love to wear those modern, classy clothes? We’d bob our hair even shorter, wear lipstick, and be around people who know how to have fun and not have a care in the world.” Sophie should see the photos in Kathleen’s collection of theater magazines again. Then she’d be excited too.


“I’m sick of funerals and consoling others,” Kathleen continued.


“Look at how miserable Dolly is. Aren’t you tired of that too? We’d be around progressive people, thinking people, people who know how to make the most out of life. They’re searching for talent, Sophie. We’ll fit right in.”


“Where, Kathleen? No one much appreciates our abilities here.”


“Chicago. There are all sorts of openings for attractive young ladies with well-turned ankles and voices like canaries. That’s what the advertisements say.”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Charlene Bell Dietz’s award-winning mystery novels The Flapper, the Scientist, and the Saboteur combines family saga with corporate espionage, and The Flapper, the Impostor, and the Stalker propels readers back into 1923 in frenetic Chicago. The Scientist, the Psychic, and the nut gives readers a frightening Caribbean vacation.  Her latest novel The Spinster, the Rebel, and the Governor is a historical biography about Lady Margaret Brent, the first American woman to be called an attorney, whose integrity and intelligence saves pre-colonial Maryland from devastation. This book won the New Mexico Press Women’s first place award and an award by the National Press Women. The Spinster, the Rebel, and the Governor will be released as a second edition by Artemesia Press in February 2024. Two of her Flapper books have won the coveted Kirkus stars, and two were named best book of 2018. Charlene, a retired educator, lives in the foothills of the mountains in central New Mexico where abundant wildlife, solitude, and natures’ beauty inspires her creativity.

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Author Interview

1. How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book?

I love paranormal romance and how much it sparks my imagination, but I had never written an angel romance before, so when the inspiration struck I had to give this one a go. My hero Zack came into my mind fully formed – I just needed a good story to put him in, along with a strong heroine who would be a good match for him.

2. Writers write what they know, and must observe the world. Are you a firstborn, middle, or last child and how does this shape your view of the world?

I’m an only child, and I can remember as a kid wishing I had a brother or sister just so I could know what it was like. As I got older I witnessed a lot of dysfunctional families and changed my mind about that, since brothers and sisters seemed to be more people you could fall out with and yet not get away from. I’m happy to say, however, that my husband’s family is perfect in that regard – he has a brother and a sister and they all get on very well. I’ve been very lucky with my in-laws.

3. Where is your favorite place to write?

My actual writing is always done at my computer desk, but when it comes to planning, I like to curl up on my couch with a glass of wine and one of my cats beside me. Both of them on a good day.

4. How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains?

I have quite a few past stories which came to nothing because they weren’t good enough, and I keep the basics – setting and characters – on the back burner in case I want to use them in a future story. There’s always the chance I might be able to use them elsewhere.

5. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

I’ve always wanted to meet Anne Bronte, whose novel “The Tenant of Wildfell Hall” I adapted for Totally Bound’s Clandestine Classics line. I would love to know what other ideas for books she had – I know she had many in mind that she wasn’t able to complete before she died.

6. Inquiring minds want to know…tell readers something about you that no one knows.

Back in the early 1990s, my left arm briefly appeared on Going Live. I was at a Radio One roadshow that was being televised, and the cameraman started to film my section of the crowd while we were screaming for Dannii Minogue to come and talk to us. I tried to get into the shot, but when I saw it on TV, all I could see was my left arm in its hideous lilac shell suit.

7. You are stranded on a deserted island with only a backpack for company. What three items are in your survival pack?

A blow-up raft, a foldable pair of oars, and a bottomless bottle of water. I don’t do well out in the wild, so my plan would be to get to civilization as fast as possible.

8. If you could have one superpower in your existence, what would it be?

I’ve often thought about this – I like the idea of invisibility or being able to freeze time – but I think the one I would want the most is teleportation. Not only could I get anywhere I wanted to quickly, but it would mean I’d never have to get on a plane again. I’m a terrible flyer.

9. Favorite snack?

I have a habit of snacking on blue cheese and crackers. I know many people who hate blue cheese, which is fine – more for me! I don’t have much of a sweet tooth – I’ve always preferred savoury snacks.

10. Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going or do you drive the speed limit?

I have no sense of direction and am terrified of speeding, so I’d be utterly useless!

WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR

by Tanith Davenport

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GENRE:  Paranormal Erotic Romance

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BLURB:

When hairdresser Tatum Fox takes part in a séance at a party, her only thought is of the attractive man sitting beside her, the mysterious Zack, who appears in her dreams that night and who she hopes to see again. However, when she begins to experience paranormal activity and finds herself confronted by an unnerving client at work, she discovers that the séance summoned a demon – and Zack may be the only person who can free her of him.

Zack reveals himself to be an angel, and shows Tatum that she also has the power to battle supernatural creatures – a power that is increased through sex with him. Their connection soon strengthens, but is Tatum strong enough to defeat the demon with Zack by her side – and can there be a future with an angel, or is their passion doomed to end?

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Excerpt:

“You’re not into this, are you?”

The voice, low and male, cut through Tatum’s thoughts. Automatically, she looked across the table at its owner, wondering at the same time how she had even heard him. He was on the other side of the table and conversation was going on all around them, yet she had heard him as clearly as if he had spoken directly into her ear.

She didn’t recognize him. His dark hair was slicked back, revealing high cheekbones and a chiseled jaw, a surprisingly modelesque face she was sure she would have remembered if she had seen him before. Ice blue eyes were focused on hers, a mysterious smile flickering on his lips.

“It’s not my thing, but I’ll go with it.”

“Mine neither.” His smile broadened just a little. “I’m Zack, by the way.”

“Tatum.”

His voice was still low, deep, and yet seemed to be cutting through the surrounding noise as though directly connected to her ear. Nobody else seemed to be paying attention.

“Ouija boards are an uncontrolled medium. Too many people, not enough care, not enough … respect.” Zack threw a glance at Nicole, who was swigging from a glass of punch. “Anything could go wrong.”

“So why are you doing it?” Tatum knew the question could have been directed equally at herself, but somehow she found herself wanting to know the answer.

Zack arched an eyebrow. “Somebody has to be in control.”

His eyes were still locked on hers, and Tatum felt a dark flush cover her face. To have somebody’s attention so tightly focused on her made something tingle low in her gut.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Tanith Davenport began writing erotica at the age of 27 by way of the Romantic Novelists’ Association New Writers’ Scheme. Her debut novel “The Hand He Dealt” was released by Totally Bound in June 2011 and was shortlisted for the Joan Hessayon Award for 2012.

Tanith has had short stories published by Totally Bound, Naughty Nights Press and House of Erotica. She loves to travel and dreams of one day taking a driving tour of the United States, preferably in a classic 1950s pink Cadillac Eldorado.

Tanith’s idea of heaven is an Indian head massage with a Mojito at her side.

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Selected Tales of Suspense containing 5 short stories and a novella

“Joan Hall Hovey knows suspense. She keeps it simmering in every scene she writes and knows just the right moments to turn up the heat. She also knows character creating richly layered people to populate her stories, sometimes with no more than a single sentence stocked with perfectly chosen description words or phrases… terrific suspense .”James Hankins, author of Brothers and Bones

“Taut plotting, great characters, and chilling suspense. Abook you can’t put down, exhibits a master’s touch. Alfred Hitchcock would be smiling. – Book Pleasures Review, Steve Moore

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HOLLYLAND

by Patricia Leavy

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GENRE:  Romance

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BLURB:

What happens when a seemingly ordinary woman with a passion for the arts falls in love with a Hollywood star known for his bachelor status and quick temper with the paparazzi? Something extraordinary.

Dee Schwartz is a writer and arts researcher. Ryder Field is a famous actor descended from Hollywood royalty. On the night they meet outside a bar, their connection is palpable. Ryder’s mother—legendary actress Rebecca Field, half of Hollywood’s golden couple when she died—was kidnapped and murdered by a crazed fan in a shocking event that forever tarnished Tinseltown. Dee’s mother, too, died when she was young. Bonded by this loss, the two embark on a love story that explores their search for magic—or “gold dust”—in their lives. Everything changes, however, when Dee mysteriously disappears after an awards ceremony. Is history repeating itself? Can there truly be a happily ever after in Hollywood?

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Excerpt:

Dee clutched her cell phone and exited the crowded bar to see a line of hopefuls waiting to get in. Looking for a quiet place to take her call, she walked around the corner to the empty side street, the warm LA breeze blowing through her long, chestnut hair. Just as she put the phone to her ear, actor Ryder Field stepped out of the side entrance. With a string of film credits to his name, he was best known for the twelve years he starred as CIA operative Bruce Jones on the hit action television series, The Mission. Examining his tight black jeans and black T-shirt that showed off his muscular, tattooed arms, Dee couldn’t help but notice how impossibly sexy he was. They made eye contact, and she looked down ever so slightly. He smiled at her, and then leaned against the stucco exterior of the building and lit a cigarette.

“Uh, hi. I’m here,” she said, trying to refocus on her call. “Are they freaking out?… I guess you haven’t read it yet,” she said with a laugh. “Well, yeah, you could say that. It might be a little provocative. As soon as we hang up, I’ll text you the bits you should be aware of… Right now?… Jesus, just let me text you in a minute… Fine.” She glanced over at Ryder, he smiled, and took a drag of his cigarette. She looked down, lowered her voice and said, “On page one there’s an explicit oral act in the balcony of a church. Page four, bent over a pew… No, the other thing… Page seven, on the altar…” She glanced up at Ryder who was staring at her, trying to keep a straight face, laughter in his sea-colored eyes. “Well, tell them technically it’s not forbidden in the Bible. I don’t think it’s expressly mentioned… Oh, one more thing. Holy water is used as a metaphor throughout… Think about it… Yeah…” She laughed. “Oh, I can imagine the subject line of that email!… Well, just tell them, ‘Toto, we’re not in Kansas anymore.’” She laughed. “Yeah, okay. Thanks, bye,” she said, hanging up.

She looked sheepishly at Ryder, who turned to face her, his side against the building. “Sorry about that,” she said.

“I have a million questions about that call,” he said.

She smiled and said, “Have a good night,” turning to leave.

“Wait, you can’t leave me wondering like that. You’re not going to tell me?”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Patricia Leavy, PhD, is an award-winning, best-selling author. She was formerly Associate Professor of Sociology, Chairperson of Sociology & Criminology, and Founding Director of Gender Studies at Stonehill College. She has published more than forty books; her work has been translated into many languages, and she has received more than forty book honors. Hollyland was featured on She Reads in “The Most Anticipated Romances of Spring 2023” and was the 2023 Firebird Book Awards 1st Place Winner in Pop Culture Fiction and 1st Place Winner in Summer/Beach Read. Patricia has also received career awards from the New England Sociological Association, the American Creativity Association, the American Educational Research Association, the International Congress of Qualitative Inquiry, and the National Art Education Association. In 2018, she was honored by the National Women’s Hall of Fame and SUNY-New Paltz established the “Patricia Leavy Award for Art and Social Justice.” Patricia lives in Maine. In addition to writing, she enjoys art, reading, and travel.

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Rescued by a hot, kilt-wearing Scot…

Freya’s on the run from her abusive ex-boyfriend. She’s exhausted and terrified, but if she stops, she knows he’ll find her – and their infant daughter – and make her pay. Desperation drives her to do something she shouldn’t, that she knows is fundamentally wrong…

… and sure enough, she gets caught red-handed. All she can do is beg for mercy.

When Jasper catches the gorgeous new maid with her hand in his wallet, his first instinct is to call the police. But Freya’s tearful plea strikes a chord deep within him, and instead he finds himself offering her the protection of his name and family.

Their union is meant to be on paper only but Jasper soon finds himself enthralled by his new bride. He starts a campaign to seduce her into his bed, never expecting her to wiggle her way into his heart.

And when her past threatens her very existence, he will stop at nothing to keep her safe.

Fall headlong into this steamy, fake relationship, stand-alone romance between a fierce Scottish businessman and a single mother as they navigate the road of love with all its pitfalls

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His tongue plunged aggressively inside, caressing her tongue and learning the contours of her mouth. Freya’s entire body caught fire. The world dimmed until the only thing that registered was the sexy man and his devastating kiss.

She wanted to dive into the erotic flames. His tongue thrust deep into her mouth, and she moaned. God, it had been so long since she had felt anything but fear and worry. The pleasure fried her brain. All the reasons she shouldn’t do this fled with every thrust of his tongue. Her entire world winnowed down to his seductive mouth that should be illegal in most states.

Freya clutched at his muscled chest and whimpered as he changed the angle, taking the kiss infinitely deeper. The hunk dominated her and kissed her like a man about to go before a firing squad. The sheer magnitude of his hunger fueled her own to epic heights. She wanted them both naked, with him pounding away inside her. She wanted to climb him like a tree and have him take her. She wanted to feel him moving inside her. She wanted—

“Mama.” Maddie’s sweet little voice broke the stillness. Freya’s stomach dropped through the floor at hearing her daughter’s tiny voice. The sound jolted her out of his arms. Maddie’s timely interruption acted like a bucket of ice water, dowsing the flames. She shoved at his chest to make him release her. Somehow, while they kissed, his hands wound up on her ass.

The man released her like he’d been holding a venomous snake. He whipped his head around. Shock stole over his features, and his thick black brows rose, nearing his hairline. But then he turned accusing eyes her way. “Oy! What the bloody hell? You brought your kid to work, lass?”

Instinct kicked into high gear. Freya spied an opening and took it. After years of abuse, she moved fast, escaping his reach, and shielded her daughter with her body. Fists clenched, she stood in front of the playpen, ready to fight him off if need be, regardless of whether or not she would lose. “If you’re going to hurt someone, hurt me, but keep your goddamn hands off my daughter.”

Mr. Campbell reared back and snarled. “Do you honestly think I would hurt a child? Or you, for that matter, woman?”

“I don’t know you or what you’re capable of.” But she knew what his mouth tasted like.

She shut that train of thought down immediately. She hefted Maddie into her arms when she reached for her. It would make it easier to run. The moment Freya spied an opening, she’d break for the minivan, pray the jalopy started, and that she could get away before he could read her license plates to report to the police. She’d have to leave the playpen behind. That loss stung, but there was nothing she could do about it. One mistake was costing her dearly.

Life had never been fair. She’d rather leave without it than wind up in jail. Because he would find them, and would take her daughter away where she couldn’t defend her.

And Freya would fight to the death to protect Maddie.

About the Author:

Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Anya grew up listening to Cardinals baseball and reading anything she could get her hands on. She remembers her mother saying if only she would read the right type of books instead of binging her way through the romance aisles at the bookstore, she’d have been a doctor. While Anya never did get that doctorate, she graduated cum laude from the University of Missouri-St. Louis with an M.A. in History.

Anya is a bestselling and award-winning author published in multiple fiction genres. She also writes urban fantasy, paranormal romance, and contemporary romance under the name Maggie Mae Gallagher. A total geek at her core, when she is not writing, she adores attending the latest comic con or spending time with her family. She currently lives in the Midwest with her two furry felines.

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BLOOD OF FIRE

by January Bain

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GENRE:  Supernatural Romance

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Can a carefree wolf shifter and an unbelieving human find true love?

Logan Greig, billionaire wolf and kilt-wearing Scot, arrives in Vegas to make a heist movie set in a casino. He’s the bad boy of his clan, the one voted least likely to settle down. What does he care? He loves women and won’t apologize to anyone for that.

Justine Bell, a dedicated history professor at the University of Vegas and a skeptic to the bone, is hired by Logan Grieg to dress the set with Egyptian antiquities. She dislikes Logan the infamous playboy on principle alone, but with the dean insisting she takes the job, she has no choice.

When one of the ancient relics in the shipment turns out to be a legendary invaluable artifact, Justine throws herself into research to discover more about it. Both she and Logan are amazed to discover that the item is of vital importance to the whole of mankind—it reveals that supernatural creatures have always walked the Earth!

Now, with the clock ticking, the pair must work together as a team. Justine has to find the strength to abandon the safety of the beliefs she clings to, ones that don’t allow her to embrace true love, and Logan must fight to become the man Justine needs him to be.

If they can do that, a whole new world awaits them…

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Excerpt:

Logan

“Bloody feathered tyrant!” I howled at the boisterous sounds of a rooster crowing to greet the morn before the sun was even up tearing through my wet dream like a true cock blocker. And just when the lass was about to reveal all those luscious curves. I yawned and checked the clock. Best get at it—I did have a lot on before leaving tomorrow. Directing a movie. My first full-length feature in Vegas, Nevada, USA. It didn’t get any better than that.

I threw the covers off and made my way to the window to pull aside the drapes and check the weather. A half-moon hung smiling in the sky on its way to harvest brightness in a couple of months, the horizon growing subtly lighter to the east. No fog this morning—the sky clear around the moon. The distinctive sound of a church bell ringing filled my head, and I shook it in annoyance. Omens, I can well do without. Nothing was going to get in my way of achieving success in my own right, not even a seer promising big life changes when I left the Highlands.

Was I taking a chance setting the movie in Vegas, even though it was the perfect location for a heist picture? Both of my older brothers were settled down happily with their new partners and lovers after returning from the City of Sin, acting too smug for words. I shook my head. No. Not going to happen. I wasn’t one bit superstitious, was blessed with a strong mind and besides, I didn’t believe in the thunderclap, at least not for me.

My brothers had just used the excuse to be with the women they wanted to be with. That old crone who’d foretold us all finding our Forever Mates in the land of desert and sage had been full of it. If she could really tell the future, she’d have won the lottery. My philosophy was to live each day to its fullest because it could be the last. Oh, and protect your heart.

As a wolf, I’d seen what happened to a shifter who believed in the phenomenon and was rejected by his fated mate, and it wasn’t pretty. A passion that raged out of control like wildfire could only lead to one conclusion if it wasn’t shared by both. Death.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

January Bain has wished on every falling star, every blown-out birthday candle, and every coin thrown in a fountain to be a storyteller. To share the tales of high adventure, mysteries, and full-blown thrillers she has dreamed of all her life. The story you now have in your hands is the compilation of a lot of things manifesting itself for this special series. Hundreds of hours spent researching the unusual and the mundane have come together to create books that features strong women who live life to the fullest, wild adventures full of twists and unforeseen turns, and hot complicated men who aren’t afraid to take risks. She can only hope her stories will capture your imagination and touch your heart.

If you are looking for January Bain, you can find her hard at work every morning without fail in her office with her furry baby, Ling Ling. And, of course, she’s married to the most romantic man! Who once famously remarked to her inquiry about buying fresh flowers for their home every week, “Give me one good reason why not?” Leaving her speechless and knocking her head against the proverbial wall for being so darn foolish. She loves flowers.

If you wish to connect in the virtual world she is easily found on Facebook. Oh, and she loves to talk books…

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Chained Reaction

by Shiloh Love

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GENRE: Contemporary Romantic Suspense

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Love is just a link away.

One bad mistake sparks a chain reaction of terror for two innocent people.

When a registered nurse is blackmailed into helping two coworkers commit a crime, she never expects to find love. With her career on the line, the last thing Camille needs is romantic entanglement that will most likely lead to heartbreak if a secret from her past goes public. She just wants to end the nightmare and return to her job.

Lights out for billionaire Trenton Shade upon helping a lady in distress. He wakes hours later chained to an antique barber chair in the middle of nowhere. The nurse caring for him seems too kind to be an abductor. Her cohorts on the other hand, paint quite a different scenario. Plummeted into a dangerous situation, he reaches out to the only possible helping hand.

Can two victims of evil intent escape the clutches of a crazed pair of women driven by greed? Even if Camille and Shade make it out alive, will the bond formed during captivity lead to a future together?

There are some wounds even the most powerful love cannot heal.

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“Ready to get rich?” Joan slunk over to her. They stood in the shadows of streetlights.

“I was fine,” Camille stated. “When this is over, we’ll be even. If you breathe a word of my involvement to anyone, I’ll blow the two of you so far out of the water, you’ll never see the light of day again.”

“Geez, Camille. Lighten up. We’re going to cut you in fairly,” Missy interjected. “It’s not like we’re killing the guy.”

Joan frowned. “I never knew you had a ruthless side.”

Camille scoffed. “People change when they’re pushed over the edge.”

Chitchat was interrupted by the sound of voices. A small gathering of clubgoers had just exited the building and were headed toward their vehicles.

“It’s go-time.” Joan gave a nod. “Assume your positions.”

Camille rolled her eyes. Joan acted as if she were a commando issuing orders to an entire troop. She strolled to the other side of her car and watched as Missy meandered toward a very tall, dark-haired man walking off alone.

She inwardly questioned whether she’d brought a strong enough dose to take down such a musclebound male. He didn’t look like an easy target. Even through his tight-fitting t-shirt, she could see the rippling abs and broad chest. His biceps were huge.

Where am I going to stick the needle? He’s pure muscle.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Shiloh Love is a fan of happily ever after. Her novels are too!

Shiloh enjoys creating romance, paranormal romance, and romantic suspense stories with a gritty flair. Her stories are her own, and she typically writes outside the box. She’s always been a leader, not a follower. Writing is her mental filter and how she processes the world around her, a fictional place where she can control the outcome at her comfort level with justice and happy endings. Her imagination is her greatest strength as it carries her away from daily stress.

As a survivor of hardship and chronic disease, she takes one day at a time and treasures the simple things in life. Shiloh is a Christian, loves animals, and practices being kind and generous every day. When not immersed in new stories, she enjoys watching movies, Motocross and Supercross, playing Yahtzee with her fiancé, and hanging out with her loyal 24/7 companion and trained service dog. She’s not a fan of sitcoms as they don’t offer enough mental stimulation. Losing herself in an intense story gives her brain the workout it needs to manage OCD, anxiety, depression, and stress.

Her achievements thus far include The Golden Wings Award for her debut novel The Satellite, the UK Nobel Pin and Editor’s Choice Award for her poem The Lonely Man, numerous 5 Star Reviews from Fallen Angels Reviews, Coffee Time Romance, InD’tale Magazine, and Goodreads for retired and current novels. Her novel Forever in Darkness was a RONE Awards Finalist. Chained Reaction received the 5-star Crowned Heart from InD’tale Magazine.

Her quote is, “Writing is the only time I’m truly free.” She’s happiest when her intriguing characters come to life and steal her away into their worlds where anything is possible.

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Author Interview

1. How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book?

I didn’t choose the genre. I just write what comes to my head. I don’t have any control over it.

I’m writing the Prophet’s Debt series to highlight the horrors of conversion therapy and to shine a light on religious zealots who make the lives of others who aren’t like them miserable.

2. Writers write what they know and must observe the world. Are you a firstborn, middle, or last child and how does this shape your view of the world?

I was the firstborn. I have one younger sibling. This has no effect on my view of the world.

3. Where is your favorite place to write?

I write at my desk. I have enough monitor space to allow me to have several documents open at once, which really helps.

4. How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains?

I’m okay with it. Characters are tools used to teach lessons. Sometimes, that lesson includes showing the reader how valuable life is by demonstrating its finite nature.

5. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

I’d like to meet Ted Hughes so that I could fight him for the way he treated Sylvia Plath. Unfortunately, he’s dead.

6. You are stranded on a deserted island with only a backpack for company. What three items are in your survival pack?

A knife, preferably constructed of VG10 or 154CM steel.

A metal match.

550 cord.

7. If you could have one superpower in your existence, what would it be?

I’d go with Wolverine’s powers. I could deal with immortality and bone claws.

8. Favorite snack?

Blueberries.

9. Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going, or do you drive the speed limit? Driving in circles is pointless. I always try to move forward.

Prophet’s Lamentation

by Robert Creekmore

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GENRE:   Thriller

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Two years after Naomi murdered the serial killer and rapist Vernon Proffit, she is attempting to adjust to a quiet life with her wife, Tiffany. But Vernon’s flock is not done with her. Under new leadership, their numbers have swollen as they morphed from a single entity into a network of cultists called Apostles of the Cloven Hand.

Naomi has suppressed her abilities since killing Vernon, but she cannot ignore the voices of the young people the new flock tortures and molests. They scream for help in her dreams every night, causing her to question her own sanity.

When she uses her long-dormant abilities to stop an attempted gay-bashing, Naomi’s true identity is exposed. The cult sends an assassin to kill Naomi and her family, forcing them to flee the state while the Apostles move to take everything the family has built.

Naomi fought the cult before and won. But that was before she had her chosen family to worry about. Now, she must choose between hiding on her own to keep her family safe or fighting back to destroy the Apostles. If she hides, the Apostles will continue to victimize those near them. If she fights, her family will be at risk of the same fate they plan for Naomi.

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“Even after your enemies’ defeat, they are still with you.”

Those are Nate’s words. I hear them whenever I wake up screaming and fighting in the middle of the night. Tiffany has similar episodes.

How do you build an ordinary life when you’re not, well, ordinary? Terror and fury molded me for eleven years. That abruptly ended with the death of Vernon Proffit and his acolytes. Sure, there was a period of celebration following. After vengeance, the anger never completely subsides. Don’t interpret that as regret; some motherfuckers need killing.

What bothers me is that before I fed Vernon to the Atlantic Ocean, the screams that woke me were my own as I relived trauma.

The abilities my guide, Mara, gifted me are still intact, but I choose to shut myself off from them. However, now something new comes pulsing forth from the ground that I have no control over. I’m stirred from sleep by the horrors others are experiencing. They cry out for help, but I don’t know how to save them. Mostly, they’re abused young people. Their voices drive me mad. If I could only find them, maybe I could stop their suffering. Last night, it was a young man named Vincent. I couldn’t see where he was. I could only hear him wail in pain as he experienced abject hopelessness.

But I attempt to tarry forward.

Today, I should be happy. It’s July twentieth, two-thousand-six; my twenty-seventh birthday as Naomi Pace. Legally, as Hannah Sillman, I’m thirty-four and will turn thirty-five on Christmas day. That birthday is celebrated more ominously, as the real Hannah rests with her mother, Milly, under an old oak tree high up in the hills of Yancey County. Her father, Al, gifted me with this new life by giving me her identity for my eighteenth birthday. He was more of a father than my own, Amos, who beat me mercilessly when he found out that I was in love with Tiffany. I still am. Their hate and violence couldn’t destroy that.

I won. Why am I still so sad? Why do I disregard my own life, feeling guilty about those I couldn’t save, like Charles? He died during our escape. There was nothing I could do. I know that, logically, but I can’t convince my heart of it. It eats at me with each heartbeat, saying, ‘you could have done more.’ It does so now, at four-thirty in the morning. I’m sitting up in bed with no one to speak with. I don’t dare wake my beautiful bride, Tiffany, as she sleeps soundly next to me.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Robert Creekmore is from a rural farming community in Eastern North Carolina.

He attended North Carolina State where he studied psychology. While at university, he was active at the student radio station. There, he fell in love with punk rock and its ethos.

Robert acquired several teaching licenses in special education. He was an autism specialist in Raleigh for eight years. He then taught for four years in a small mountain community in western North Carolina.

During his time in the mountains, he lived with his wife Juliana in a remote primitive cabin built in 1875. While there, he grew most of his own food, raised chickens, worked on a cattle farm, as well as participated in subsistence hunting and fishing.

Eventually, the couple moved back to the small farming community where Robert was raised.

Robert’s first novel Afiri, is a science fiction love letter to his childhood hero Carl Sagan. It was nominated for a Manly Wade Wellman award in 2016.

Robert’s second novel is the first in a trilogy of books. Annoyed with the stereotype of the southeastern United States as a monolith of ignorance and hatred, he wanted to bring forth characters from the region who are queer and autistic. They now hold up a disinfecting light to the hatred of the region’s past and to those who still yearn for a return to ways and ideas that should have long ago perished.

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Front row seats to murder. Thousands of eyewitnesses. Can our psychic sleuth trust her own eyes?

Mitzy Moon is loving life after the honeymoon. And as part of their agreement to try new things, she’s happily whooping it up at the local cowboy competition. But the newlyweds get roped into yet another investigation when their date night ends with a dead rodeo clown.

As her new husband’s history with the prime suspect’s wife tests all loyalties, Mitzy struggles to balance jealousy with keeping her man out of the hoosegow. And now she’ll need saddlebags of extra help from her mentor, Ghost-ma, and her entitled feline to unhorse the ruthless culprit.

Can Mitzy and Erick wrangle all the clues, or will spurious accusations bring a deadly showdown?

Rodeo Clowns and Shakedowns is the second book in the hilarious new paranormal cozy mystery series, Harper and Moon Investigations, a spinoff from the popular Mitzy Moon Mysteries. If you like snarky heroines, supernatural intrigue, and a dash of romance, then you’ll love Trixie Silvertale’s bucking brainteaser.

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“GET IT OFF ME!” I swipe the snake to the floor, step as far away as possible, and continue to flail my hands and shiver.

Ghost-ma floats down to the motionless reptile and shakes her head. “Just an old rubber snake from the toy basket in the children’s section, Mitzy.” She reaches an ethereal hand toward Pyewacket and raises one finger. “You shouldn’t torment your best human, Mr. Cuddlekins.”

With the welcome knowledge that a live snake is not slithering around my closet, I return to the bench. “Yeah, what she said, Pye. I can’t put up with feline shenanigans and keep ghosts out of my head before a proper cup of coffee!”

Grams chuckles as she continues to rifle through the closet. “Don’t blame me, dear. I honestly thought you said it out loud because I wasn’t watching your lips. I was hard at work finding the perfect outfit for your first rodeo parade.”

“It will be the rodeo parade I missed, if you don’t pick something soon! Erick just sent me another text. The marching band is warming up. Yeesh! Pick something! Anything!”

“Reeeee-ow.” A warning.

“Look, you’ve even got Pyewacket concerned. He’d hate for me to stand up Detective Harper. You know Pye’s all Team Erick, now.”

Ghost-ma and I share a giggle, and I stretch out my arm to scratch the broad tan head of my furry overlord. Along with this bookstore, a swanky apartment, and a healthy monetary inheritance, my grandmother passed on her most precious possession: Robin Pyewacket Goodfellow.

Pye is a half-wild caracal …

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USA TODAY Bestselling author Trixie Silvertale grew up reading an endless supply of Lilian Jackson Braun, Hardy Boys, and Nancy Drew novels. She loves the amateur sleuths in cozy mysteries and obsesses about all things paranormal. Those two passions unite in her Mitzy Moon Mysteries and Harper and Moon Investigations, and she’s thrilled to write them and share them with you.

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