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Thursday, November 15, 2018

Check out Award Winning Author, Keta Diablo's 5 star read... Season, Unforgettable #Romance #Suspense @KetaDiablo



Season Scrimshaw isn't selling the land her parents left her when they died, not even to the gorgeous Rann Brogan who saved her life in the forest. Especially not after she finds out he was in the woods to survey her property.

The company Rann works for, his mother's company, wants the land for a luxury condo development and they want it bad. He never dreamed they'd go to such extreme lengths to get it.

Lives spiral out of control, lies and betrayal play center stage. Caught in the middle between his rich and powerful mother and the woman he loves, Rann discovers love is complicated...and sometimes lethal.

A stand-alone contemporary romance with elements of suspense.

Pick up your copy of Season, Unforgettable today!!

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Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Award Winning Author, Keta Diablo's "Page turning thriller!!" #Suspense #Romance @KetaDiablo



Season Scrimshaw isn't selling the land her parents left her when they died, not even to the gorgeous Rann Brogan who saved her life in the forest. Especially not after she finds out he was in the woods to survey her property.

The company Rann works for, his mother's company, wants the land for a luxury condo development and they want it bad. He never dreamed they'd go to such extreme lengths to get it.

Lives spiral out of control, lies and betrayal play center stage. Caught in the middle between his rich and powerful mother and the woman he loves, Rann discovers love is complicated...and sometimes lethal.

A stand-alone contemporary romance with elements of suspense.

Pick up your copy of Season, Unforgettable today!!

amazon.com/dp/B00XAPLDEO

Friday, February 12, 2016

A Highland Ruby (Highland Treasures Book 2) by Brenda B Taylor #Historical #Romance @RayburnLady


About Brenda B. Taylor
The desire to write historical fiction has long been a passion with Brenda B. Taylor. Since elementary school, she has written stories in her spare time. Brenda earned three degrees: a BSE from Henderson State University, Arkadelphia, Arkansas; a MEd from Sam Houston State University, Huntsville, Texas; and an EdD from Texas A&M University, College Station, Texas; then worked as a teacher and administrator in the Texas Public School system. Only after retirement could she fulfill the dream of publication.
Brenda and her husband make their home in beautiful East Texas where they enjoy spending time with family and friends, traveling, and working in Bethabara Faith Ministry, Inc. She crafts stories about the extraordinary lives of ordinary people in her favorite place overlooking bird feeders, bird houses, and a variety of blooming trees and flowers. She sincerely thanks all who purchase and read her books. Her desire is that the message in each book will touch the heart of the reader as it did hers in the writing.

Connect with Brenda
Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/JV31xY

A Highland Ruby: Highland Treasures Book 2
She must choose between a life of adventure with the man she loves or a settled, secure life with her betrothed. Flora Vass put Gavin Munro out of her heart and mind until he returned to Scotland after an adventurous five years in the New World. Gavin left no doubt he returned to make the bonnie Flora his own and intended to fight for her. Flora’s betrothed, Iain MacKay, and Gavin’s brother, Chief Andrew Munro, had other plans. Andrew needed her to marry the MacKay to bring peace between the two clans. Iain MacKay wanted an heir. War with England looms on the horizon, forcing Flora to choose between her heart’s desire and her logical choice.

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Excerpt
He dozed and dreamed of Flora in the emerald gown again. Now her waist-length hair matched the deep red color of the large ruby hanging from a gold chain. The ruby and gold glinted in shards of green light flashing around her and in her eyes. How lovely she appeared, with flawless white skin, ruby red hair, and eyes to match the emerald gown. Gavin’s heart near burst with her beauty. While he watched, Flora removed the ruby from her neck, dipped the stone three times in a crystal goblet of clear water. The water turned red as the ruby.
She held the goblet out to him. “Take this and drink. The ruby’s water will drive the evil away and make you weel.”
“Aye. I desire to be well.” Gavin reached for the beautiful crystal chalice now filled with red water.
Just as his hand touched the chalice, a large boot kicked his foot. Flora disappeared with the red, healing water. Gavin’s eyes popped open. He remained still, grabbing the sgian dubh from his boot with one hand and the pistol from his belt with the other.



Friday, December 18, 2015

The Manhattan Bound Series by @JulietBraddock #Contemporary #SALE #Romance

Juliet Dec 2015 Sale copy
weakened cover

Weakened

Manhattan Bound Series #1
By Juliette Braddock

Synopsis

Against the glittering backdrop of New York City, budding theatrical publicist Maxine Kirk, fresh off the bus from a small Pennsylvania town, stumbles into the arms of her beloved teenage crush, unleashing desires that she never imagined.
Enter Drew McKenzie, a rising star on Broadway with dashing looks and talent to match, who masquerades behind the characters he portrays.
Instantly, Maxine finds herself lured into Drew’s high society world only to uncover a complicated man beneath the glitz and glamour of his public persona. As soon as the curtain falls, Drew sheds his stage costumes to reveal a daring Dominant side.
Titillated by his enigmatic life, Maxine clamors to discover a surreptitious and possibly perilous affair with Drew, all the while questioning her own preconceived notions on romance.
Secrets surface, revealing haunting truths that test both Maxine and Drew of their own intentions. But in this high-stakes game of trust, only the strongest survive.

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wrapped cover

Wrapped

Manhattan Bound Series #2
By Juliette Braddock

Synopsis

Sweeping through the glitz and glamour of New York’s high society and the drama unfolding in the dressing rooms of Broadway, Wrapped, by Juliet Braddock, continues the journey of a young theatrical publicist’s foray into submission under the tutelage of a dashingly dark star of the stage. Wrapped—the much anticipated sequel to Braddock’s critically acclaimed erotic romance Weakened—is the second book in the Manhattan Bound series.
When Drew McKenzie presents Maxine Kirk with an ultimatum, challenging her to engage in his wanton brand of desire, she readily embraces her awakening hunger for a lifestyle that defies her perceptions of romance.
Entranced by Drew’s charming appeal and by his sensual assault to her senses, Maxine clamors to discover every nuance of this new relationship, ravenous to explore verboten fantasies that seem possible to fulfill only with Drew.
Along the way, he introduces her to his glamorous world of wealth and celebrity—where lavish galas and luxurious gifts are the norm—and entices her into his realm of control with his tender mode of domination.
All the while, however, they both grapple with painful emotions brought about by the extenuating circumstances of their separate pasts.
While Drew remains both confident and conscientious in his parlay of power over Maxine, his own tragic secret lurks in every shadow upon his path in life. Behind the façade of his stage persona and the origin of old Manhattan society, he struggles to hide the unforgiving reality he faced as a child.
Just as Maxine finds the strength to conquer her own torment with Drew’s patience and guidance leading her toward closure, terrifying truths begin to chip away at the surface of his composure.
As the nightmarish details of Drew’s unimaginable life emerge, he fears that this new world he’d begun to build with Maxine will crumble around him.
As Maxine finds herself embroiled in the battle to save Drew’s tortured soul from the atrocities that continue to stalk his every move, two lost souls struggling to find comfort and completion converge.
However, as Drew opens his heart to Maxine’s unwavering support, he questions his own bravery, wondering if she’ll take a bow and make her exit…or if she’ll stick around for the encore?
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Knotted - final

Knotted

Manhattan Bound Series #3
By Juliette Braddock

Synopsis

Spiraling from the bustling streets of New York City to the opulence of Paris, KNOTTED, the third book in Juliet Braddock’s Manhattan Bound series, continues the steamy journey of Maxine Kirk’s whirlwind romance with star of the Broadway stage, Drew McKenzie.

As their love continues to flourish, Maxine finds herself ensconced in Drew’s world, where power reigns in his all-consuming lust for her. From a blackout in Manhattan to a back alley in Paris to a castle in the Loire Valley, their passion knows no boundaries.

All the while, though, traces from their separate pasts continue to haunt, threatening to disrupt their happiness.

Maxine must confront the harsh, emotional realities that she’d thought she’d conquered. However, she wonders if her courage will withstand the crushing heartache that has threatened to destroy her soul.

As Drew continues to fit together the missing pieces of his childhood, danger shadows his every move. Drifting through the tumultuous events of their public and personal lives, Drew will stop at nothing to keep Maxine safe—and to guard their secrets from the world.

Passion and peril collide, culminating in the explosive revelation of the enigma that’s followed Drew for years.
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What People are Saying

Weakened - "Juliet’s writing style is just flawless and, ever since I began her book, I wasn’t able to stop. She managed to create a striking story that lures you in, with characters that seem so real, I felt like I knew every one of them."
~ Mikky's World Of Books
Wrapped - "An incredibly emotive read that will move with sadness, have you cheering with happiness with the successes, laughing out loud and much more."
~LBM Book Blog
Knotted - You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll fist pump but most of all you will be grateful for this book series. I anxiously await the release of "Bound"
~Carol (Amazon Customer)

Author Bio & Links

Juliet Braddock loves eighties music, wine, food, theater and all things French. When she’s not exploring the big cities of the world—most notably Paris—she lives and writes in Manhattan, and is the proud cat mom to a very spoiled Russian Blue rescue.
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Monday, November 30, 2015

Red Tulip [Romantic Flashes Book 1] by Victoria Adams #Romance @_VictoriaAdams

Red Tulip is a contemporary romance with a hint of mystery. It’s the first book in a series called Romantic Flashes.

Darcy O'Calahann, a junior gardener from a small mid-western town, is trying to make her way in the big city.
Shamus McRae is a wealthy bachelor with a mysterious family past.
Are Darcy's eyes playing tricks on her? Is she losing her mind? Or is there really a Red Tulip tying her and Shamus together?

Excerpt
"When was the last time you were offered the gift of a red tulip?"
I turned to see who spoke while I wondered if he was addressing me. A man sat on a park bench, dressed in a dark suit, with a bowler hat, holding a cane and his head bowed. I shifted to continue along the path when his face lifted and I found myself gaping at two glowing green eyes.
"When was the last time you were offered the gift of a red tulip?"
I blinked, trying to look away from those mesmerising orbs. "Uh, never. I mean, no one has ever offered me a tulip."
"A red tulip."
"Okay, no one has ever offered me a red tulip." Uneasiness slithered through me. "Nice chatting with you."
Smiling, I scurried down the path leading away from the park bench and towards the gardener's shed. With Jacobs being sick today, I had to hurry to get the last of the flower beds cleaned and prepared for spring plantings. The past winter had been bitter. It seemed tree branches and mouse damage wreaked havoc on every one of the one hundred and sixteen different flowerbeds.
I slipped my key into the lock, opened the shed door, stepped inside and shut it behind me. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself a moment to indulge in the beauty of his eyes. Emerald green. As brilliant as the gems locked among the diamonds at Tiffany's. Not that I shop there. Couldn't possibly afford anything on a junior gardener's salary, but I do fantasize when wandering the aisles.
What would it be like to be with a man like that? For those few moments in his presence, I was unable to think. My breath caught in my lungs. My palms were slick with beads of sweat. I shook my head, opened my eyes, and tugged the ever-present hair tie off my wrist. "Get over yourself, Darcy. A man like that wants a super model who can slink around on eight-inch heels. Not someone who digs in the dirt all day."
I pulled my hair up into a ponytail and tucked it through the back hole in my baseball cap. After grabbing a rake and my favourite trowel, I loaded them and a pair of snippers and clippers onto the back of the gardener's cart, opened the big door, then drove out into the bright spring sunshine. Hopping out of the cart, I then turned and hoisted a bag of duck feed into the cart, closed and locked both shed doors.
The buds on the trees had begun to swell. A sure sign spring was at hand. I inhaled deep, slipped onto the driver's seat and turned in the direction of the duck pond. Joy lifted my heart as I drove towards my favourite part of the day: duck feeding.
This time of the year, the drakes courted the ducks. Not like in my life where the drake, namely Justin, was off courting Sabrina rather than me. Okay, so Sabrina had a sexy job as a TV weather girl. But I'm betting those eyelashes, fingernails and boobs aren't original packaging.
I stood by the side of the pond, tossing handfuls of feed into the shallow water. I laughed as the ducks and geese waddled over, scavenging for food.
Movement to my left caught my attention. A large, old car, a Rolls Royce I think, parked at the edge of the lot. The front door opened and a chauffeur exited. Cool. I wonder which celebrity is getting married today?
Although not in full flower, the early spring gardens did make a striking backdrop for wedding photos or model shoots. A tingle shot from my belly to my toes when he stepped out of the car. I turned my head, pretending to focus on the ducks, but I watched as he exited the car, strolled down the grass, sat on the nearest bench and smiled.
Oh, good heavens. Is he following me? Like a stalker? I gave myself a little shake. Don't be stupid. He probably just wants to watch me feed the ducks.
I struggled not to glance back and meet the emerald green gaze. I had a job to do. Brushing my hands against my work pants, I returned to the cart and proceeded with my day.
Twelve flowerbeds cleaned. I was tired, but proud. Tomorrow, Jacobs and I could begin the planting, and soon the gardens would be alive with blooms. As I reached the gardener's shed, I checked to see if, maybe, the Rolls was nearby. Or, possibly the man with the emerald gaze sat on a nearby bench. Both the parking lot and bench were deserted. No one but the ducks and me were in the park at this time of the day.
Sighing, I inserted the key into the lock for the big door and drove the cart inside. A splash of colour on the wooden bench made me gasp. I jumped out of the cart and picked up the note resting beside the flower.
"I offer the gift of a red tulip."

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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Alisa Anderson's Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance Book Tour #Romance #Suspense #Mafia @Bitchesbewritin #Crime





Welcome to the Book Tour for Alisa Anderson's Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance - Part 1: A Roman Crime Family Novel. This novel is a dark and tasty tale which may remind you of the Sopranos, only so much better. Already climbing the suspense and anthology charts on Amazon, it is sure to skyrocket to a best seller in no time. Oh and did we mention that there are five other books in this series? Mark our words readers these characters will take you on one hell of a ride. So prepare yourselves, because things are about to get dicey!




Fire Meet Gasoline... 

When Jess packed up her belongings and fled her small hometown in Kansas, she never looked back. Free from her family’s dark past she was finally able to pursue her lifelong dream as a professional dancer. She never expected to find herself at his door...or at his club. 

Nick was unlike any other man she had ever met. Sexy…Alluring…Predatory. Dangerous. The kind of man with more secrets than even she had. Every instinct warned Jess against knowing him further, but she always did like playing with fire… 

Nick Roman took one look at Jess and knew she was trouble from the very start. But something about the defiant twist of her mouth and the wide, haunted eyes of a damaged soul touched him in places he had long ago thought dead. He knew he needed to stay far away from her for his own sanity, but like a moth to a flame he was helpless to resist… 

Working at Takers Gentleman's Club was the last place Jess thought she would find herself, but she quickly learned how the game was played. 

See what you want, take what you can get…but at what cost? 

***Fallen Angel is a mafia romance serial novel released every 6 to 8 weeks, at approximately 12000 to 15000 words each. Due to sexual content, implied and actual scenes of abuse, violence, organized crime, language and frequent illegal drug use, we recommend this to mature audiences, ages 18 and over, who are comfortable with this subject matter.*** 




The poetry of Fallen Angel by Cameron Skye.
I’ve been asked what poems remind me of the books in my Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance series. I loved this question and found the challenge to be so much fun. I am an avid lover of poetry. So to get to read through poem after poem, trying to find the right ones was just heaven for me.
So, after much thought here are the top 5 picks for poems of Fallen Angel.
1.      Enthralled by Alfred Bryan
Teach me to sin—
In love's forbidden ways,
For you can make all passion pure;
The magic lure of your sweet eyes
Each shape of sin makes virtue praise.

Teach me to sin—
Enslave me to your wanton charms,
Crush me in your velvet arms
And make me, make me love you.
Make me fire your blood with new desire,
And make me kiss you—lip and limb,
Till sense reel and pulses swim.
Aye! even if you hate me,
Teach me to sin.

2.      The Greatest Gift by Alisa Anderson
moving so close in time,
your heartbeat next to mine
wanting you desperately,
you body pressed to me

holding you, loving you,
until this night is through
giving the best of me
the call of our destiny

the greatest gift, i see,
right here in front of me,
your love unconditionally,
it’s all i could want it to be.

The fire consuming us,
our heat is luminous
a mixture of love and lust
our souls so deep in trust

making me feel brand new
passion so pure and true
giving our all, no less
the key to our happiness

The greatest gift, to me
love so exclusively,
so very precious to me
so in love are we.

Closer, we merge
our souls melt into one, as we
move in a rhythm
as old as the sun

kissing me tenderly
holding me tight
there’s no one else i could
be with tonight

dancing together
in deep depths below
and then in an instant
our bodies let go

the greatest gift, to you
right here in front of you
my love unconditionally,
it’s all you will ever need.

The greatest gift to see
our love a fine symphony
the music plays on and on
forever in priceless song.

3.      She Stayed by Alisa Anderson
I want to tell you a story…
And its not of a hero shot down in the blaze of glory
This story, is how sadness prevailed
This story, is how justice can sometimes fail…

I’m hoping those of you who can relate
I’m hoping that you leave, before its much too late…
And I’m hoping you find the peace she never got
And I’m hoping, in you, that this cycle will finally stop…

She stayed
Because her baby wasn’t grown
She stayed
Thought she couldn’t make it on her own

She stayed
She said my man don’t love me ‘less he hit me
She stayed
She said if I leave, he’d come and get me

She stayed
Because when she tried to place that call
She stayed
She didn’t get no help at all

She, never knew the gift she was
She, only saw all her flaws
She, never knew he had no cause
She, thought she deserved what was done

She, faded like a wilting flower
She, didn’t know to claim her power
And every minute, every hour
Was stolen one by one

She stayed
Each day a new bruise on her back
She stayed
Each one a symbol of the mercy he lacked

She stayed
Until one day he hit too hard
She stayed
Until her spirit was finally scarred

She stayed
Until he took her very last breath
She stayed
Tears on her face even in death

She, never knew the gift she was
She, only saw all her flaws
She, never knew he had no cause
She, thought she deserved what was done

She, faded like a wilting flower
She, didn’t know to claim her power
And every minute, every hour
Was stolen one by one

The little angel left behind
How will she know that love is kind?
How will she ever really find
The truth that’s locked within her mind?

She’s much too young to understand
That daddy’s shouldn’t force their hand
To issue threats or make demands
Is she able to withstand?

She stayed
And now her baby girl is grown
She stayed
Lost the only mama she’s ever known

She stayed
And baby girl will never see her face,
She stayed
And baby girl’s memories of mama erased

She stayed
And daddy’s living with another
She stayed
He loves her like he loved her mother

She, never knew the gift she was
She, only saw all her flaws
She, never knew he had no cause
She, thought she deserved what was done

She should have lived to tell her tale
She could have told how she prevailed
Maybe she’s finally found her star
I pray, you’re at peace where you are.

4.      Stupid For You by Alisa Anderson
for just a moment
everything is cool
and i am not a fool
and i’m not in love with you

for just a moment
everything is good
and i pack up my heart and leave
like a smart girl oughta should

but then the now sets in
and I’m lost in the sweetness of your skin
and i can’t begin to tell you
just how this fairytale will end

but I play the fool again…

i’m so stupid for you
it’s ridiculously true
and its obvious to me
just how much we shouldn’t be,

cuz, baby, can’t you see

that i’m so stupid for you
and I don’t know what to do
and the anchor of my love
it weighs me down, down, down, down, down...

and i’m drowning into you...
and i’m drowning into you...

for just a moment
everything’s ok
and i can walk away
and i can see the light of day

for just a moment
your confession is the truth
and i laugh at you from upstairs
while you’re begging in a phone booth, baby

but then the now sets in
and i take you back again,
my thirst for you is endless
i could drink an ocean of you in

and I know it’s such a sin, but

i’m so stupid for you
it’s ridiculously true
and its obvious to me
just how much we shouldn’t be, 

cuz, baby, can’t you see

that i’m so stupid for you
and I don’t know what to do
and the anchor of my love
it weighs me down, down, down, down, down...

and i’m drowning into you...

why do i keep letting you
back in my life?
when the pain you put me thru
it cuts me like a knife

everytime i reach the shore
you reel me right back in
i know i’m just a game to you, baby
that you always have to win

so once more it all begins...

i’m so stupid for you
it’s ridiculously true
and its obvious to me
just how much we shouldn’t be, 

cuz, baby, can’t you see

that i’m so stupid for you
and I don’t know what to do
and the anchor of my love
it weighs me down, down, down, down, down...

and i’m drowning into you
and i don’t know what to do
and i’m feeling so insecure
but i’m so hungry for more.

5. He Will Never Change by Alicia Junkins
I believe in lots of things
But I don't believe he can change
Made me believe I was in the wrong
Made me feel ashamed
When he was the blame all along

I hid my face and closed my eyes
I sat still in panic and wondered why
Why were these things happening
Why was this man doing this to me

I walk among the ones who've cried
Whose innocence was taken in a blink of an eye
At that moment I just wanted to die
Every face I saw was his in disguise

Would he come back
And attack again
Would he wait from a distance
Waiting for me to be alone
Waiting for me to show him my home

He knows my face he knows my name
He's a free man that will never change.
So there you have it. My picks for what poems remind me of Fallen Angel. I’d love to hear your picks, so make sure to comment.
If you liked the poetry by Alisa Anderson, it’s currently available on Amazon
If you haven’t already, make sure to check out our Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance Series. Parts 1-5 are available now at amazon. #Free with #KindleUnlimited







well...alisa did stuff and is still doing stuff. only now she has two boys crazy enuff to want her as their mommy. hey, at least she tried to warn them, so her job is done. she doesn’t like to capitalize, partially because she likes how lower case letters look visually, but mostly out of laziness. please don't judge. it could be you. and she would say, hey. you're alright, buddy. you're ok in my book. now c'mere for a hug. the hug might be pushing it. air kiss? you are strangers, after all, with only a mutual love of poor grammar.
​she lives for a world full of controllable anatomically correct, android men programmed to meet her specific feminine needs (wink, wink, nudge, nudge with a big waggle of the eyebrows). who look like the rock. and ian somerhalder. and idris elba. and that's it she promises. variety. gotta have variety, right?
​but alas...apparently that exists only in johanna lindsey's genius mind. so until then, she enjoys her incredibly warped sense of humor. she reads tons of erotica and romantic, drippy goo that makes her heart go pitter patter. then she thought, hey. what, she said to herself. (softly, of course, so no one finds out she is indeed, 2 nuts short of a fruitcake) maybe you should write this stuff too. maybe someone will like it and maybe buy it. so she said, huh, you think? then she said, well...yeah, i wouldn't have suggested it...(inserts sarcastic tone) and then she was like lose the attitude, ok? then she was all, would you just shut up and write, already? sheesh! and she did. :)

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