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Title: Faerie Blood (Curse of the Fae 3)
Author: Anna Applegate
Genre: New Adult PNR/Fantasy Romance
Cover Designer: Trif Book Design
Editor: Proof Positive
Publication Date: Sept. 8th, 2022
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Review of The Redemption of Callie and Kayden (Coincidence series #2) by Jessica Sorensen

 

From the New York Times bestselling author of The Coincidence of Callie & Kayden comes an emotional new story about two troubled souls sharing one all-encompassing love . . .

Review of The Coincidence of Callie & Kayden (The Coincidence Book 1) by Jessica Sorensen

 

For Kayden, suffering in silence was the only way to survive. If he was lucky, he could keep his head down, do as he was told, and make it through the day. But one night it seemed like his luck-and his life-might finally end . . . until an angel named Callie appeared just in time to rescue him.

Goddess (The ABC's of Love) by S.R. Watson and Ryan Stacks Release Day Blitz

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Title: Goddess
Author: S.R. Watson & Ryan Stacks
Genre: New Adult Romance
Cover Designer: Indie Sage
Editor: Jenny Sims of Editing4Indies
Publication Date: May 19^th, 2022
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From USA Today bestselling authors, S.R. Watson and Ryan Stacks, comes a forced proximity romance filled with suspense.

Our paths crossed along a deserted, small-town road. I was on the run and the handsome stranger was there to ensure I got to the next town safely - his town. Huxley made it easy to let down my guard… made it easy to forget the trauma I left behind. Courageously, I let myself live in the moment, knowing it was all temporary, just for a taste of happiness.

I never expected things to spiral the way they did…

I never expected to be taken…

I never expected Huxley to be the one to betray me.

Our chance meeting wasn’t a coincidence. I’m the job. Nothing is as it seems and feelings aren’t easily contained. Who foolishly falls for their captor? More importantly, is my captor starting to fall for me?

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USA Today Bestselling Author, S. R. Watson, is a Texas native who currently resides in Washington with her children. She grew up reading the Sweet Valley series (Twins, High, & University) among others. Her passion for writing began in high school and continued even after earning her nursing degree and becoming an operating room registered nurse. Discovering the Twilight series and 50 Shades Trilogy, inspired her to finally share her own stories.

 

S. R. Watson published her first book in 2014. 

 

When S. R. Watson is not writing, or working as an OR nurse manager, she loves to read and binge watch her favorite shows.

 

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USA Today Bestselling Author, Ryan Stacks, is a Walla Walla, WA native who currently reside in Utah with his wife Anna. Most would consider him a jack of all trades. His first love is wrestling and he’s wrestled his entire life. In addition to his talents on the mat, Ryan has many achievements. He’s a published international cover model and he released his first book, Peppermint Mocha Love with SR Watson in December 2017. For this novella, he debuted as both an author and cover photographer. Ryan Stacks has partnered with S.R. Watson to create many more stories that’ll take you for a ride.

 

When Ryan Stacks is not writing, he spends his time making fun TikToks, traveling, being active with the youth in his community by coaching wrestling, and helping in Young Life as a leader. In addition to his commitment to the community, Ryan has taken his fitness career to new highs as a men’s physique competitor - placing top 3 at the national level.

 

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“You’re not a serial killer or ax murderer, are you?” She speaks up. I want to laugh out loud, but I’m sure that won’t bode well with trying to get her into my truck. But c’mon, who would admit that if they were? Surely, she isn’t serious. She crosses her arms over her chest, and it takes everything in me not to let my eyes follow. She’s actually waiting for an answer to that ridiculous question.

 

            “I can promise you I’m not. My name is Huxley Lair, and I’m staying with my mother for a bit in Marietta.” I don’t have to ask if she’s from Marietta. A beauty like her would be well known around such a small town. I haven’t had time to scroll through my list of prospects for sex because I’ve only been back in town for a few weeks, but if she was any other woman, I’d definitely have a go at her. Too bad she is off limits… saved by the job.

 

            “Well, thank you for your generosity, mister. My name is Goddess. I guess a ride would be nice.” The way she says ride has my mind taking a trip straight to the gutter. I need to snap out of this lust. I’m quite aware of what her name is, but I continue to play my part— the stranger who happened to find her along the road.

Delectable by Emily Robertson Release Blitz

 

Title: Delectable
Author: Emily Robertson
Genre: New Adult Romance
Cover Designer: Indie Sage
Publication Date: April 28^th, 2022
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Jace Callahan had to be going through a midlife crisis. Sure he was about twelve years too soon, but it seemed to be the only explanation for the state of matters. Fresh out of a divorce, the only bit of advice his folks gave him had been to stick it out. Not listening had led him to his best friend’s restaurant and the pity job Travis found for him to do. Now Jace was parenting solo on the weekends in a place he wasn’t even fond of just to get away from all the drama.

Beth Rollins wasn’t your typical twenty-four-year-old. Growing up with super conservative parents made her naïve, and when they disowned her for not thinking the same, her life changed real fast. Things weren’t flowers and sunshine all the time, but after landing a dream job, Beth thought perhaps things were finally going her way. Running into Jace reminded her she wasn’t allowed to have nice things.

When Jace and Beth’s worlds are thrown together again, only one of them remember their past connection. Having already shed her former self, Beth is in no hurry to remind Jace of their history. Perhaps he’ll see her for the woman she is and not the girl they all made fun of in high school. What’s the worst that could go wrong anyway? It’s not like guys like him stuck around long term with girls like her.

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USA Today Bestselling author Emily Robertson’s creativity started early in life on stage. Now instead of theatre, she spends her time creating worlds on the page for others to enjoy. As an avid reader, she enjoys reading New Adult and Contemporary Romance as much as she does writing them. When her dog isn’t keeping her company in her office, she might be anywhere. She’s recently learned all about baseball when her son took up the sport, playing mom taxi for one of the many activities that’s going on, or binging on some reality TV show she can’t get enough of.

 

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Huntress Prey (Bonded By Blood & Magic 1) by Selene Kallan #99cents #KindleCountdown!

If you're a fan of new adult, urban fantasy, thrillers, and romance, you'll want to grab this book while it's on Kindle Countdown for just 99 cents! Enjoy the excerpt before you download your copy! 

VALENTINE

After almost three centuries of running from my past, I should be used to loneliness. Being a mythological monster isn’t compatible with relationships. But the craving for company grows stronger every day, turning routine into an endless nightmare and making me wish for an end to my immortality.

The explosive encounter with a beautiful, lethal fae who knows what I am and how to destroy me reminded me of that proverb: be careful what you wish for.

AXEL

I thought fate could not surprise me after almost six hundred years. And then there she is—the echo of the brave young woman I’ve heard legends about. Only she isn’t human anymore, but a vampire, the greatest enemy of my species. After a fight that could have killed us both, and an uneasy truce, I am left with burning curiosity and so is she.

But will curiosity be enough to quench her thirst for my blood and my impulse to kill her before she strikes?


The first installment of the Bonded by Blood and Magic series.

★★★★★ “A sexy fantasy thriller with a Fae-Vampire romance that will have readers swooning.”—Laurie Forest, Bestselling Author of The Black Witch Chronicles.

Fans of Underworld, From Blood and Ash, and Night Huntress will love the mix of urban fantasy and paranormal romance in HUNTRESS PREY.

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If you like Underworld, Huntress Prey is for you.

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HOW NOT TO STAKE A VAMPIRESS (Huntress Prey excerpt)

I stayed as far away from his neck as I could, considering I was straddling him and pinning him to the humid forest ground. Despite the fresh air, there was no escaping his scent. A mouthwatering combination of dark chocolate and spices I couldn’t name. Warm, heady, and achingly enticing.

I felt invisible but mighty power coming from him. It felt like a burning blade aimed straight at my heart, and I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of might he possessed. Carefully, I loosened my tight leash on that force which dwelled inside me, and I feared and hated in equal measure.

“Tell me what you are, who you are,” I tried to demand, but it sounded more like a plea thanks to my fear, blood-lust-addled brain.

Like before, my hypnosis was wholly ineffective, repelled by a burning shield.

Part of me wanted to end him then and there, but I needed to know if he’d been sent to capture me.

“Only if you tell me why you’re hunting me down,” he bargained. And despite his fast heartbeat and the slightly citric tang that I was certain meant fear, his voice was steady, confident.

“I was not hunting you down,” I said again. “You are the one who broke into my apartment. If someone is the hunter here, that’s not me.”

He snorted. “Bit ironic for the people-eating, fanged creature to say that, don’t you think?”

How ever did he manage that infuriating tone while being at the mercy of a people-eating creature, as he’d said?

I arched a brow.

“I came to stop you before you tried to kill me,” he added, the duh implicit.

“I hadn’t considered killing you until you broke into my home and scared my cat,” I testily confessed.

He scoffed. “You’re more frightened than your cat ever was.”

I glared at him. He was right, of course. “This is a very bizarre conversation.”

“And one I’d rather have without you on top of me, no offense,” he drawled.

I’d calmed down enough to register the rather suggestive position, to feel the pulsing heat and raw power emanating from him in waves. To be very aware of each point of contact, even through the barriers of our clothes.

I moved at full speed, locating the stake near his feet. Weird, I’d thought it was a few yards to my right. The crystal was hot in my hand. It felt curiously alive; as if it buzzed with power.

Alexander, if that was his name, stood fast; rubbing his right wrist as he gave me a reproachful look. A swathe of dark golden hair fell across his forehead, and I had the crazy impulse to put it back in place for him, imagining how soft it would feel between my fingers.

Just in case I needed any more confirmation that I was going crazy.

“So, what are you?” I pressed.

He rolled his shoulders, looking regal and nonchalant despite his messy, blood-stained clothes. My blood, I remembered, quenching the instinctive impulse to bite him in revenge. The last person who had ever managed to make me bleed had died long ago. And he’d begged for his life.

“Are the pointy ears not enough of a hint?” He asked, locking those unearthly eyes with mine.

“An elf, like Legolas?” I asked, hating that I was playing his game.

He blinked. “Not precisely.”

I clenched my teeth, fighting down the instinctive hiss.

He heaved a dramatic sigh, but his gaze was reading me with sharp intensity. “Fae.”

“A faerie?” I asked, incredulous. “Like Tinker Bell?”

He flashed me a look of mock offense. “Not quite.”

Was he saying the truth?

I wasn’t sure which version had it right, if the stories that claimed faeries to be tiny naughty beings with wings and magical powder or the ones that claimed they looked, well, like gorgeous humanoids with pointy ears. The latter being a pretty close description of the striking, annoying, stabby idiot standing two yards away from me.

And who cared if he was lying? He had been trying to kill me just a couple of minutes ago.

My upper lip flickered over my still lengthened fangs. He cocked a brow in a way that said ‘bring it on’.

And though that baser, violent part of me wanted to throttle him, I reined it in. I needed to know who he was and what he wanted. And I had the feeling he wanted the same from me.

“I’ve answered your question. Now, may I have my stake back?” He asked, stretching out his hand.

“Hell no. Why did you think I was hunting you down?” I demanded.

His eyes flashed. “Because your ilk enjoys killing my kind,” he replied.

I could sense his disdain when saying that.

I blinked. “Why?”

“Because our blood is more delicious, and nutritious, naturally,” he sneered.

I swallowed hard.

If that was true, if he wasn’t fooling me into lowering my guard to kill me, that was a repugnant reason.

“I would never kill someone just because they taste good,” I affirmed.

He scoffed. “Of course not. You are a bookish, animal lover geek who wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

Maybe I’d rushed into deciding not to bite him.

“And you’re just an innocent, sparkly faerie who was merely making sure I’m not a mean vampire,” I snorted. “It isn’t quite as simple as that, is it?”

He shrugged one shoulder. “Life rarely is. Now, may I have my stake back?”

My upper lip curled. “You stabbed me with it, you bastard. No, you can’t have it back.”

He smirked, tutted. “Has no one ever taught you holding grudges is bad for the soul?”

“Has no one ever taught you it’s rude to break into people’s homes and then stab them after they save your ass from becoming faery-puree?” I shot back.

He shrugged. “I took nothing from your apartment, you are stealing from me.”

“Stealing sounds so rude,” I said, barely resisting showing him my fangs.

“Let’s call it a gesture of good faith.”

He cocked a brow. “What a tough bargainer you are.”

I barely held back the desire to throttle him.

“I have questions,” I admitted. “You can’t just say such things and expect me not to have many questions.”

“An interrogation in the middle of the forest, in the dark of night done by a vampiress,” he pretended to muse. “Yeah, it’s a no from me.”

Stabbing him wasn’t the same as biting him. Maybe just a little stab.

“Perhaps tomorrow, after the class is over, we can grab a cup of coffee and have a conversation,” I suggested. That sounded reasonable and not at all as if I was planning to bite him.

His lips flickered. “Asking me on a date already? Don’t you think it is perhaps a bit soon after a murder attempt?”

“It was self-defense!” I cried.

“Tomato, tomahto,” he drawled. I growled. He rolled his eyes. “Fine, tomorrow, at the nearest coffee shop, we shall debate on the meaning of life and whatever else you like. For now, I must conclude our little dalliance.”

I locked my muscles not to kick him. He took a step back, eyes on me, and then turned, walking towards the tree line. Despite the facade of nonchalance, I could feel that he was wary. By far not as much as humans feared me once I showed them who I really was, but still.

He looked at both sides before crossing the road and heading towards the back of the building. I followed him, stashing his stake under my ex-favorite green blouse. His car was a beautiful, elegant sedan. He got inside and winked, before starting the engine and leaving me there, standing in the middle of the road wondering just what the Hell had happened.

©Selene Kallan, Huntress Prey 2021.

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