Tempting Justice

Title: Tempting Justice

Series: Sons of Sydney #2

Authors: Fiona Archer

Genre: Erotic Romance/Romantic Suspense

 Release Date: April 18, 2017

Blurb

He’s

sworn to uphold the law

His reckless behavior as a child caused the deaths of his entire

family. On the lonely Sydney streets, the orphan found friends. Found

“brothers.” Never again will Seattle Homicide Detective Heath Justice break the

rules and risk his new family. Order and discipline govern his life…until he

meets a curvaceous redhead. With two ugly murder cases to solve, the last thing

he needs is this disconcertingly lovely, whirlwind of chaos, yet…charmed by her

wit and intelligence, Heath can’t resist.

She

believes rules are meant to be broken

Deep into writing a murder mystery, author London Shaw is shocked when

she herself is implicated in a homicide. She can’t believe the

ever-so-authoritarian Detective Heath Justice expects her to simply ignore the

crime and go on about her business. Not happening.  Although the man’s whiskey rough voice,

cuffs, and masterful touch could melt any woman’s resistance—and does—she has a

craving to do a little investigating herself.

When all

or nothing is your only play

When Heath’s murder investigation threatens a far-reaching conspiracy,

everyone he cares for becomes their target—including the woman he’s come to

love.

Purchase Links

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

Excerpt

Heath had grabbed the flask from the SUV’s back seat when he glimpsed a figure through the rear window. A woman, wearing a blue hoodie and black sweatpants walked to the edge of Derek’s driveway and gazed at the house’s front door. A few seconds later, she began walking swiftly down the driveway, constantly checking the front door.

Was she worried about being seen? A possible intruder?

Since he’d parked closer to the house further on from Derek’s parents’ property, the woman hadn’t spotted him. Heath replaced the flask on the backseat and gently pushed the back passenger door nearly closed. He waited until she had disappeared behind the side of the house before following.

Careful not to make noise, he followed the woman down the driveway and watched as she stopped in front of a side door to the garage, which was separate from the house. With her back to Heath, she pulled something from her pocket and tried to jimmy the door’s lock.

The woman glanced toward the back of the house, likely checking to see if she’d been spotted, then continued her efforts with the lock. A soft hiss and a “dammit” indicated her efforts were unsuccessful.

Heath also couldn’t miss the curvy shape of her figure outlined so well by the soft black material hugging her gorgeous arse. One shown off to perfection as she bent to look closer at the lock.

A tiny squeak of joy, followed by her opening the door, signaled the possible intruder had crossed a line. It seemed such a shame to stop his fun. Nevertheless, duty called…

Heath pulled out his 9mm from his shoulder holster and held it out in front of him as he moved forward. “Police! Put your hands on your head and step away from the door.”

The woman let out a high squeak, dropped the lock pick, and spun around, eyes wide. Her mouth formed an “O” at the sight of his weapon. “Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness.” She covered her mouth with both hands before waving them in front of her, palms facing Heath. “It’s not what you think. Honestly.” Her gaze snapped to her left in the direction of the back of the house as if she expected someone to come out any moment.

“I said, hands on your head.” Heath commanded, satisfied when the woman immediately obeyed. “Come forward, turn around, and face the garage door.” He saw her close her eyes in defeat before she obeyed. Heath grabbed his cuffs and shoved his weapon back in the holster. With efficient moves, he had her wrists secured behind her.

“Officer, I can explain.” She sighed. “I mean, I know everyone says that, but really, nothing illegal’s happening here.”

“Good to know.” He pulled her jacket’s hood from her head. Red hair. No, the description didn’t do the color justice, but he only knew guyspeak, which would have to suffice to explain the bursts of deeper red in amongst the lighter strands, all held in a ponytail.

Heath patted down his suspect. No weapons. And he’d have to be dead not to notice the way his hands fit over her hips, the roundness of her arse. He wasn’t a sleaze, not by any means, but he appreciated a woman’s body like any man.

Taking her arm in a firm grip, he turned his suspect around.

Green eyes framed with long, thick lashes blinked up at him. “When I say nothing illegal, I mean it depends on your point of view.”

“My point of view is as a cop, which doesn’t leave a lot of leeway on a range of subjects.”

She frowned at him, as if he was being unreasonable. “That’s a rather rigid stance. Not everything is black and white.”

Heath wasn’t prepared to debate the point. “Your disappointment is noted. Now—”

“Hey, I’m sure you’re a busy guy. And, uh,”—she licked her lips—“you need to go protect the community. That’s an important role. Absolutely. So, you know—” She broke off. “Shoo. Anyway, we can put a line under this and start the day over.”

Despite her opinion of his so-called inflexible outlook on life, he couldn’t help answering. “We can, huh?”

“Totally.” She nodded, sending her ponytail bobbing.

Keeping hold of her arm, Heath looked down at her black canvas tennis shoes to hide his mouth twitching.

It was a safe bet the young woman wasn’t a hardened criminal. But whatever the hell she was up to, he aimed to find out. First he needed to phone Derek.

“Do you know the owners of this house?”

Her mouth dropped open, and her eyes grew huge in her face. “You don’t have to get them,” she rushed out.

“Oh, but I do.” He went to pull out his phone from his back pocket, and the woman jerked against his grip. She would have toppled over if not for him keeping his hold.

Oh, no, sweetheart.

He tightened his grip, reinforcing her captivity and moved closer, towering over her. “Lady, you could have hurt yourself.” The safety of suspects was important, and the thought of the little redhead causing herself harm propelled his alpha instincts center stage. “Resist once more, and I’ll use my belt to hogtie you.”

She drew in a sharp breath. What he didn’t see was fear. Not in her eyes or the way a blush stained the cool-toned white skin of her face. And swear to God, he felt her body soften against him.

An image of her hogtied flashed through his mind. Only she wouldn’t be in this driveway, but in his bed. Lying on his sheets. Her glorious long red hair spread over his pillow.

“What the hell’s going on?”

Heath looked over his shoulder. Derek stood at the side of the house, his hands jammed on his hips.

Dammit,” came from his suspect.

A look best described as misery—from the closed eyes and turned down mouth—covered her face.

“I caught a suspect attempting to break into your parents’ garage.”

Derek gave a dry laugh. “I’ve no doubt she’s up to something, but that’s no suspect.” He strode up the driveway, his frown reserved for the woman at Heath’s side. “Meet London, my baby sister.”

Heath swung his gaze to…Derek’s sister?

Those eyes, so wide and shocked before, were now narrowed with the promise of rebellion, even as she stood there—in his cuffs.

Ah. So bravado was her chosen defense.

Heath remembered the sweet color of her blush at his earlier threat of hogtying her.

Lightning might strike him down any second, but the woman intrigued him, even knowing she was Derek’s sister. The knowledge he didn’t have to call for a cruiser to take her to booking added a new dimension to the proceedings. Anticipation flowed through Heath. He was going to enjoy this visit, and for way more than pancakes.

Time for his prisoner to confess all.

Also Available

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

Author Bio

Fiona Archer writes erotic romance filled with masterful Aussie alpha heroes and teams them with sassy heroines who limit their submissive side to the bedroom. She lives in sunny environs of Sydney, Australia, and is harassed by a flock of wild cockatoos that take over the back yard each afternoon, demanding their feed. Her favorite hobbies include watching Nathan Fillion on television, shopping for that ever-elusive perfect shade of lipstick, and drinking iced coffee.

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Model Monday With Autumn Jones

Its Model Monday On Cariad Books and today we have the beautiful Autumn Jones I had the pleasure of meeting her in Dublin last year and I can tell you she is not on beautiful but the nicest person you will ever meet.

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Tempting Justice

Title: Tempting Justice

Series: Sons of Sydney #2

Authors: Fiona Archer

Genre: Erotic Romance/Romantic Suspense

 Release Date: April 18, 2017

Blurb

He’s

sworn to uphold the law

His reckless behavior as a child caused the deaths of his entire

family. On the lonely Sydney streets, the orphan found friends. Found

“brothers.” Never again will Seattle Homicide Detective Heath Justice break the

rules and risk his new family. Order and discipline govern his life…until he

meets a curvaceous redhead. With two ugly murder cases to solve, the last thing

he needs is this disconcertingly lovely, whirlwind of chaos, yet…charmed by her

wit and intelligence, Heath can’t resist.

She

believes rules are meant to be broken

Deep into writing a murder mystery, author London Shaw is shocked when

she herself is implicated in a homicide. She can’t believe the

ever-so-authoritarian Detective Heath Justice expects her to simply ignore the

crime and go on about her business. Not happening.  Although the man’s whiskey rough voice,

cuffs, and masterful touch could melt any woman’s resistance—and does—she has a

craving to do a little investigating herself.

When all

or nothing is your only play

When Heath’s murder investigation threatens a far-reaching conspiracy,

everyone he cares for becomes their target—including the woman he’s come to

love.

Purchase Links

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

Excerpt

Heath had grabbed the flask from the SUV’s back seat when he glimpsed a figure through the rear window. A woman, wearing a blue hoodie and black sweatpants walked to the edge of Derek’s driveway and gazed at the house’s front door. A few seconds later, she began walking swiftly down the driveway, constantly checking the front door.

Was she worried about being seen? A possible intruder?

Since he’d parked closer to the house further on from Derek’s parents’ property, the woman hadn’t spotted him. Heath replaced the flask on the backseat and gently pushed the back passenger door nearly closed. He waited until she had disappeared behind the side of the house before following.

Careful not to make noise, he followed the woman down the driveway and watched as she stopped in front of a side door to the garage, which was separate from the house. With her back to Heath, she pulled something from her pocket and tried to jimmy the door’s lock.

The woman glanced toward the back of the house, likely checking to see if she’d been spotted, then continued her efforts with the lock. A soft hiss and a “dammit” indicated her efforts were unsuccessful.

Heath also couldn’t miss the curvy shape of her figure outlined so well by the soft black material hugging her gorgeous arse. One shown off to perfection as she bent to look closer at the lock.

A tiny squeak of joy, followed by her opening the door, signaled the possible intruder had crossed a line. It seemed such a shame to stop his fun. Nevertheless, duty called…

Heath pulled out his 9mm from his shoulder holster and held it out in front of him as he moved forward. “Police! Put your hands on your head and step away from the door.”

The woman let out a high squeak, dropped the lock pick, and spun around, eyes wide. Her mouth formed an “O” at the sight of his weapon. “Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness.” She covered her mouth with both hands before waving them in front of her, palms facing Heath. “It’s not what you think. Honestly.” Her gaze snapped to her left in the direction of the back of the house as if she expected someone to come out any moment.

“I said, hands on your head.” Heath commanded, satisfied when the woman immediately obeyed. “Come forward, turn around, and face the garage door.” He saw her close her eyes in defeat before she obeyed. Heath grabbed his cuffs and shoved his weapon back in the holster. With efficient moves, he had her wrists secured behind her.

“Officer, I can explain.” She sighed. “I mean, I know everyone says that, but really, nothing illegal’s happening here.”

“Good to know.” He pulled her jacket’s hood from her head. Red hair. No, the description didn’t do the color justice, but he only knew guyspeak, which would have to suffice to explain the bursts of deeper red in amongst the lighter strands, all held in a ponytail.

Heath patted down his suspect. No weapons. And he’d have to be dead not to notice the way his hands fit over her hips, the roundness of her arse. He wasn’t a sleaze, not by any means, but he appreciated a woman’s body like any man.

Taking her arm in a firm grip, he turned his suspect around.

Green eyes framed with long, thick lashes blinked up at him. “When I say nothing illegal, I mean it depends on your point of view.”

“My point of view is as a cop, which doesn’t leave a lot of leeway on a range of subjects.”

She frowned at him, as if he was being unreasonable. “That’s a rather rigid stance. Not everything is black and white.”

Heath wasn’t prepared to debate the point. “Your disappointment is noted. Now—”

“Hey, I’m sure you’re a busy guy. And, uh,”—she licked her lips—“you need to go protect the community. That’s an important role. Absolutely. So, you know—” She broke off. “Shoo. Anyway, we can put a line under this and start the day over.”

Despite her opinion of his so-called inflexible outlook on life, he couldn’t help answering. “We can, huh?”

“Totally.” She nodded, sending her ponytail bobbing.

Keeping hold of her arm, Heath looked down at her black canvas tennis shoes to hide his mouth twitching.

It was a safe bet the young woman wasn’t a hardened criminal. But whatever the hell she was up to, he aimed to find out. First he needed to phone Derek.

“Do you know the owners of this house?”

Her mouth dropped open, and her eyes grew huge in her face. “You don’t have to get them,” she rushed out.

“Oh, but I do.” He went to pull out his phone from his back pocket, and the woman jerked against his grip. She would have toppled over if not for him keeping his hold.

Oh, no, sweetheart.

He tightened his grip, reinforcing her captivity and moved closer, towering over her. “Lady, you could have hurt yourself.” The safety of suspects was important, and the thought of the little redhead causing herself harm propelled his alpha instincts center stage. “Resist once more, and I’ll use my belt to hogtie you.”

She drew in a sharp breath. What he didn’t see was fear. Not in her eyes or the way a blush stained the cool-toned white skin of her face. And swear to God, he felt her body soften against him.

An image of her hogtied flashed through his mind. Only she wouldn’t be in this driveway, but in his bed. Lying on his sheets. Her glorious long red hair spread over his pillow.

“What the hell’s going on?”

Heath looked over his shoulder. Derek stood at the side of the house, his hands jammed on his hips.

Dammit,” came from his suspect.

A look best described as misery—from the closed eyes and turned down mouth—covered her face.

“I caught a suspect attempting to break into your parents’ garage.”

Derek gave a dry laugh. “I’ve no doubt she’s up to something, but that’s no suspect.” He strode up the driveway, his frown reserved for the woman at Heath’s side. “Meet London, my baby sister.”

Heath swung his gaze to…Derek’s sister?

Those eyes, so wide and shocked before, were now narrowed with the promise of rebellion, even as she stood there—in his cuffs.

Ah. So bravado was her chosen defense.

Heath remembered the sweet color of her blush at his earlier threat of hogtying her.

Lightning might strike him down any second, but the woman intrigued him, even knowing she was Derek’s sister. The knowledge he didn’t have to call for a cruiser to take her to booking added a new dimension to the proceedings. Anticipation flowed through Heath. He was going to enjoy this visit, and for way more than pancakes.

Time for his prisoner to confess all.

Also Available

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

Author Bio

Fiona Archer writes erotic romance filled with masterful Aussie alpha heroes and teams them with sassy heroines who limit their submissive side to the bedroom. She lives in sunny environs of Sydney, Australia, and is harassed by a flock of wild cockatoos that take over the back yard each afternoon, demanding their feed. Her favorite hobbies include watching Nathan Fillion on television, shopping for that ever-elusive perfect shade of lipstick, and drinking iced coffee.

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🔥🔥🔥COVER REVEAL🔥🔥🔥
Logan – My Boss’s Secret Baby by
Book #2 in the Screwing the Boss series

Blurb

My name is Kitty O’Riley and I’ve got a problem. His name is Logan Loganson.
I mean, come on! Come on! Who the hell names a child that? His parents obviously, and totally not his fault. Still, something about it annoys me. No. Correction, everything about him annoys me.

His bossy nature, his ego. His marketing genius. His damn crazy cat. His colossal dick! His bloody flawless face! Need I go on?

Wait. What? How do I know he has a colossal dick? Oh…did I not mention? I’m lying on his desk with my 6inch heels pointing to the ceiling, while he drills into me like a fracking machine!? I’m so giving him a piece of my mind…as soon as I stop panting, begging, and screaming for Jesus to take the wheel!

I’m supposed to be nice to him, my job depends on it, but it’s killing me!

Oh…and then there’s the baby….yup…the secret baby.
Our baby.

#HotRead #MichelleMcLoughley #ScrewingTheBoss

Catch up on Book #1

F Boy

The Fuck Boy
Ridge Franklin is 20, tan, shirtless and presently clipping my hedges. Did I mention built like a brick sh*thouse, hot as Hades and a total f*ck boy? If I had a soul left, I’d sell it to feel his rough hands on me. I can’t stop thinking about him, but Ridge is off limits to a woman like me. He’s too young, too terrifying and too intense. Ridge makes me feel things, things I’ve never felt before. Dirty things.

The Trophy
Ava Hartman is 35, beautiful, a rich old man’s trophy wife, and currently sipping her third mimosa before 11am. I see her watching me, from the window of her gilded cage, I feel the energy between us. Long legs, innocent brown eyes and with a body built for sin, I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anything.
I want her. I need her. I’m going to take her. In every way possible.

https://www.amazon.co.ukdp/B06XYX7XSW

AUTHOR LINKS
Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8523481.Michelle_McLoughney?from_search=true
Facebook
https://www.facebook.com/michellemcloughney/?fref=ts
Amazon
https://www.amazon.com/Michelle-Mcloughney/e/B00JQZXHVY/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0

HMTL

COVER REVEAL!

LOGAN – My Boss’s Secret Baby

by Michelle McLoughney

Book #2 in The Screwing the Boss series

 Blurb

 My name is Kitty O’Riley and I’ve got a problem.  His name is Logan Loganson.
I mean, come on! Come on! Who the hell names a child that? His parents obviously, and totally not his fault. Still, something about it annoys me. No. Correction, everything about him annoys me.

His bossy nature, his ego. His marketing genius. His damn crazy cat. His colossal dick! His bloody flawless face! Need I go on?

Wait. What? How do I know he has a colossal dick? Oh…did I not mention? I’m lying on his desk with my 6inch heels pointing to the ceiling, while he drills into me like a fracking machine!? I’m so giving him a piece of my mind…as soon as I stop panting, begging, and screaming for Jesus to take the wheel!

I’m supposed to be nice to him, my job depends on it, but it’s killing me!

Oh…and then there’s the baby….yup…the secret baby.
Our baby.

CATCH UP ON THE REST OF THE SERIES 

 The Fuck Boy
Ridge
Franklin is 20, tan, shirtless and presently clipping my hedges. Did I
mention built like a brick sh*thouse, hot as Hades and a total f*ck boy?
If I had a soul left, I’d sell it to feel his rough hands on me. I
can’t stop thinking about him, but Ridge is off limits to a woman like
me. He’s too young, too terrifying and too intense. Ridge makes me feel
things, things I’ve never felt before. Dirty things.

The Trophy
Ava
Hartman is 35, beautiful, a rich old man’s trophy wife, and currently
sipping her third mimosa before 11am. I see her watching me, from the
window of her gilded cage, I feel the energy between us. Long legs,
innocent brown eyes and with a body built for sin, I want her more than
I’ve ever wanted anything.
I want her. I need her. I’m going to take her. In every way possible. 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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Michelle Mcloughney is an Irish author and child prodigy.
That’s a lie. As a child she pretended she was a prodigy, and also that her father
was Ming the Merciless. Thus, a career in fiction was born, or, lying for a
living. Whatever. Michelle writes books that have hot men and kick ass
heroines. Also, books that have hot women and kick ass women. There’s a theme
running here somewhere! Probably that hot kickass women should rule the world.
Michelle likes cake and pie. In fact she has never met a cake that she didn’t
like, first world problems.Please connect with Michelle in any way you’d like.
She’s a facebook regular and appreciates the feedback. And cake. Send cake
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Model Monday

Welcome to our first Model Monday we are using these days to feature models and their work as well as covers they have been featured on. Today we have the honour of Featuring one of my personal favourites John Joseph Quinlan, Who will be making his last Appearance at RT before he moves on to the next stage in his life and career.

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2017 RT Convention Cover Model Actor John Joseph Quinlan by Claudia Bost

RT Convention

Johns Links To Follow

Facebook

Fan Site

Twitter

Everyone please go and show John Lots of Love and support Just Like we are at Cariad Books.

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Cover Reveal: Moving On

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(¸.•´ (¸.•Surprise Cover Reveal for Moving On, a standalone novel featuring the lovely Autumn Jones.

Cover design by Kari Stratton March
This wasn’t due for release until July but it’s been brought forward.
Release date 15th May 2017
Pre-order is now LIVE
Amazon UK http://amzn.to/2oFVR8x
Amazon US http://amzn.to/2oetudv

Lauren Trent vows she’s off men for good after being betrayed by the man she loved and trusted the most – the father of her children. Lauren’s sole purpose in life now is to be the best parent she can be. To work hard and provide for them.
A single night changes everything for her.
Matt Anderson is everything any woman would want from a man and more; confident, handsome, easy going and he’s attracted to her. Matt stirs up feelings that Lauren thought she had pushed to the back of her mind, but is he really the man she thinks he is? Or is it all too good to be true?
Lauren is the only one who can decide if she’s finally ready to move on, leave the past where it belongs and look forward to the future.

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Shared For The First Time

Shared for the First Time: A Paranormal Ménage Romance Boxset

Romance Rebels Publishing

There’s a first time for everything…

Indulge in an exclusive collection of BRAND NEW paranormal ménage romance stories from 9 best-selling authors. Each story takes you on a journey into unknown territory when the characters find themselves in a ménage situation. The thrill of fun and games takes a wayward turn when hearts are involved, and the road to happily-ever-after might prove to be a rocky one. Can these trios find a way to make it work?

Shifters, witches, warlocks and vampires are just a few of the paranormal surprises awaiting you, and only one-click away…

CONTRABAND by: TL Reeve

WRAPPED UP IN STRIPES by: Sarah Marsh

BOSSY BOOTS by: Nicole Morgan

HOT-BLOODED by: McKinlay Thomson

SHIFTING GEARS by: Maia Dylan

HER EROTIC COWBOYS by: Liz Adams

LOVE & MAGIC by: Jade Belfry

ARCTIC SPIRIT by: Elena Kincaid

HOLIDAY FROM HELL by: Bella Settara

♦♦♦♦

Buy Links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/2p2cLyw

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01NC1VXTU/

Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B01NC1VXTU/

Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B01NC1VXTU/

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1203785772

Nook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/1125597712

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/shared-for-the-first-time

♦♦♦♦

Individual Story Blurbs & Author Links:

CONTRABAND by: TL Reeve

Waking up in the middle of nowhere, isn’t such a bad thing when you’re a hot blonde with a nice rack. What sucks, is waking up with no memory of how you got there.

The only thing I know is my name, Paislee Olsen.

Stuck with a crew of four men, a building full of illegal, but enjoyable contraband; I’m down for whatever my job is supposed to be.

However, my desires for all four men is getting harder to control every day, and unfortunately, playing with them might be out of my hands. The owner of the illegal cargo is demanding it and a ransom payment for a member of our team. If we don’t give into their ultimatum?

Death.

I always wanted to go down in a blaze of glory. If I’m going to die, why can’t I have a little fun in the meantime?

www.TLReeves.com

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WRAPPED UP IN STRIPES by: Sarah Marsh

As daughter of the Alpha of the Blue Valley lion pride, Heidi should have the pick of the litter when it comes to dating, but not with her brothers. Surprised with a trip on a very exclusive cruise, she’s excited to see what her fantasies may include. Bondage? Submission? Ménage? Yes please! If this is her chance to explore everything she’s ever fantasized about then Heidi is going to go for broke.

Who has time for pleasure? There’s far too much work to do. Wild Desires cruise line is having issues and Mason and Wade plan to get to the bottom of it. He didn’t anticipate them finding a lioness that has his tiger utterly fascinated. Neither of them seem to be able to resist the temptation that sweet little Heidi presents.

Why fight fate when it presents them with such a tasty treat—good thing they’ve always preferred to share.

www.SarahMarshFiction.com

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BOSSY BOOTS by: Nicole Morgan

Blair “Boots” Alexander grew up as the only daughter to come from the Spryth bloodline. Her father’s legacy and his throne stood in jeopardy as he tried endlessly to find a suitable mate for her to continue on their family’s bequest.

Alex Shapiro was two years younger than the tenacious Blair, but that didn’t stop him from chasing her every chance that he had. Her fiery personality always had eager and ready for whatever she was willing to give.

Chance McKay had known Blair since she was two years old. With their father’s friendship, he’d grown up more like her older brother than anything more. Though, as she grew from that bratty toddler into the gorgeous woman that she’d become, he found it increasingly harder to resist her seductive ways.

When Blair’s father grows tired of her indecisiveness, he thrusts upon her a man that he insists that she mate with. But true to her obstinate nature she has other plans in mind. With her sights set on the two men that she can’t seem to get enough of, she disobeys her father and refuses to settle for anything less… than them both.

www.NicoleMorganAuthor.com

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HOT-BLOODED by: McKinlay Thomson

Crashing her car into a tree to avoid hitting a large black dog and knocking herself senseless, was the perfect end to Felicity Taylor’s already crummy day. Now she’s stuck in the wilderness with no phone signal, no way home, and a serious headache.

Drake Bramwell is a wolf shifter and beta of his pack. When he comes across the injured female, he knows that she is destined to be his mate. Only problem is his brother and Alpha, Riordan. The brothers are destined to share a mate, but Riordan is determined to mate with another wolf, despite Drake’s insistence that Flick is their fated mate.

Felicity doesn’t even know wolf shifters exist, and is thrown by her attraction to the two men. Can Drake convince his brother that Felicity is the female for them? And can they protect her with an enemy bent on revenge?

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SHIFTING GEARS by: Maia Dylan

Hannah George is heading for a change. Blackwater Falls represents a dream come true chance at owning her own garage and workshop. As she nears the town, she’s singing her favorite tunes, and witnessing two men exploding into two huge bears. It was that last part that had her driving her 1970 Chevy Camaro into the tree line.

Alpha of the Blackwater bear clan, Ryker Barrett, and his brother Bastian are struggling to deal with Ash, a pain in the ass Alpha wolf with delusions of grandeur. It all goes horribly right when they inadvertently introduce themselves to their mate by shifting in front of her. Their shock turns to rage when they learn that Ash is the reason she’s come to town.

Can they figure out what Ash has planned for the three of them, or will they shift gears too late and end up losing it all?

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HER EROTIC COWBOYS: Liz Adams

Zombies. On a train.

In the Wild West, Rose boards the overnight train to return to her adulterous husband who wants a second chance. A fortunate surprise is that she’ll be sharing the cabin with two heart-throbbing zombie-fighting cowboys. Good thing, too, what with all the zombies on the train trying to kill them. If she wants to stay alive, though, she may need to do some unsavory things — things that would make her husband jealous. Serves him right.

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LOVE & MAGIC by: Jade Belfry

Samantha, a straight-laced bookstore owner has worked hard to distance herself from the notoriety of her family – no easy feat for a woman descended from witches. Still, small-town gossip made it impossible to date so Samantha gave up on romance, much to the chagrin of her Mother and Grandmother.

One dark and stormy night, and after far too many cocktails, the senior ladies start their caldrons bubbling. Their toil and trouble manifests more than they bargained for when two men go to war to win Samantha’s heart. Jack, her employee now finds her irresistible, and Greyson her long-time friend suddenly confesses his love. Although the spell was meant to find her just one man, Samantha wants them both!

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ARCTIC SPIRIT by: Elena Kincaid

Charlotte Austen has been in love with her two best friends, Chris and Drew Malcom since high school, but choosing between them was never an option. The day she said goodbye to them was a painful one, especially since she thought she would never see them again. Ten years and one visit later, changes everything.

Alaskan tiger shifters, Chris and Drew, have never gotten over Charlotte. The fact that they were both in love with her was never the problem … being destined for a mate, however, was. They reach out to her, hoping to resume their friendship. All three of them get an unsuspected surprise when they see each other again.

The trio’s happy discovery doesn’t come without a price. Jealousy and prejudice threaten to destroy the budding romance. Will Chris and Drew be able to stop the threat before they lose their true love forever?

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HOLIDAY FROM HELL by: Bella Settarra

When Demon, Damon Black, persuades his boss, Lucifer, Luc Prince to take a vacation in Florida they are instantly drawn to young receptionist, Angie.

Having led a very sheltered life ‘up north’, Angie is amazed at the effect the handsome guys have on her. For the first time she begins to feel aroused and sensual and her self-esteem and confidence rise.

As their relationship progresses, Angie experiences her first taste of sex – ménage style – with the gorgeous hunks. However, sex can have serious consequences, especially when secrets are being hidden. The devil, they say, is definitely in the detail!

Life (endless or otherwise) is seldom easy, and a certain guy in white seems intent on making their lives pure hell. Who in heaven gave him the right to interfere, anyhow?

With war threatening, Lucifer realizes he has been betrayed – and there is more than one wrong to be made right.

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