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Cover Reveal: Meilin and the Challenger by Cate Masters

Congratulations to Cate Masters on her upcoming release. Sounds like such a great story. Loving this cover!!

Meilin King has never believed in fairy tales. Happy ever afters might have happened in the old days—before zombies. But this is 2089. When her father promises riches to the one who can rid their city of zombies, Meilin and her sisters rush to develop a solution that won’t bankrupt Dad.
The war overseas left Will MacGregor disillusioned, but fighting zombies at home is a cause he can embrace. Meilin’s another. Tough but sweet, she might make him believe in life again, and maybe even love, if she doesn’t kick his ass first.
When zombies kidnap her family, Meilin must rescue them. But can she and Will save them from the worst fate of all?


   
Excerpt
A click sounded beside him. Meilin propped a rifle to her shoulder and sighted her aim toward the advancing zombies. “Let’s annihilate the party crashers, sisters.”
A lopsided smile quirked his lips. “Not all the party crashers, I hope.”
Her stance steady, she glanced over. “I might spare you.”
Oh hell, I’m in love. Gunfire erupted on either side, but he couldn’t tear his focus from her. Amazing, how she braced against the kick of the rifle—her slight frame absorbed it and she fired away. Like you should be doing.
As trained, he lifted the Uzi. Stunned, he could only watch as the girls split the zombies’ heads with one shot apiece, the most efficient kill he’d ever witnessed. The zombies at the front of the charge fell first. Those in the center scattered to either side. Hell, these women didn’t need his help. If only the soldiers in his platoon had been so deadly accurate.
Better at least try to be helpful. He let the bullets fly. Too bad the walking dead couldn’t run; soon they dropped to the forest floor with the others.
The tallest blonde held a strange set of binoculars to her face. “There, two more getting away.”
Hard to sight them in the dark. He swiveled one of the dance floor spotlights in their direction. Momentarily blinded, the walking dead stopped walking. Meilin and the tall blonde aimed, and their shots cracked the zombies’ heads in two.
Meilin tapped his shoulder. “Aim the light to three o’clock. I think I see a few more.”
She stood so close, he grew woozy. Cherry blossoms. He struggled to fight off her intoxicating scent. He did as she asked, but his acute awareness centered on her. Built the way he liked, petite but powerful. She moved with purpose and grace, surety and intense focus in every action. Like the others, she felled the three zombies with one shot each, in exactly the spot needed for the final kill: their heads. Oh yeah, a woman who knew what she wanted and went after it, a force to be reckoned with.
She rested the rifle butt against her hip. “What do you think, Lakshme? More hiding out there?”
The girl with almond eyes shrugged. “Probably.”
Yeah, most likely. Better make sure. “I’ll do a sweep and check.”
The tallest blonde winced. “By yourself?”
Lakshme smirked. “Aren’t we lucky? Superman’s here.”
Meilin’s gaze swept over him. “Oh, I thought he was the Green Hornet.”
The blonde’s lip curled. “Horn dog, more like.”
What the hell was their problem? “Hey, I’m only trying to help.”
“Good thing.” Lakshme’s voice turned breathy. “We’re helpless girls, after all.”
Oh, man. Great first impression. “No, I didn’t—”
Meilin raised her rifle and shot three times in quick succession. “Three more down. Now we need to find out how many we missed.”
A no-nonsense babe. Excellent.
The tall blonde jumped to the ground. “Pull up the truck so we can dump the bodies. Wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise for any latecomers.” She flashed a sardonic smile and headed for the nearest carcass.
One sister disappeared into the brush. An engine roared, and a delivery truck backed into the site, halted, and the doors flew open.
Once they’d loaded the last of the zombie bodies, Will blew out a breath. The tall blonde latched the door closed. How did they all still appear ready freshly showered and ready for a night of dancing? They had this routine down, to the last detail.
“What now?” he asked.
The tall blonde poked a finger into his chest. “Now you forget everything you saw here, and we won’t have to incinerate you with the rest of them.”
Forget? He glanced at Meilin. Not happening. “You might find me useful. And I want to learn more about your operation. It’s impressive. Mr. King’s looking to hire—”
The blonde grabbed his shirt, her grimace eye level with him. “Don’t ever mention him again.”
Not speak of their father? He studied Meilin for a clue.
She wrenched the blonde’s arm. “Back off, Zoe. He’s harmless.”
Zoe shoved Meilin, who stumbled backward and lost her balance.
Landing on her butt, she looked up at Will with sadness. “Sorry.”

His heart lurched. Hopefully, not sorry she met him. “For what?”
A hard thud to the back of his head came in answer. His knees hit the dance floor, and he toppled over




Meilin and The Challenger
Futuristic urban fantasy/fairy tale
73 pages
April 11, 2014 from
Musa Publishing: http://musapublishing.com/   

 
About Cate
Cate Masters has made beautiful central Pennsylvania her home, but she’ll always be a Jersey girl at heart. When not spending time with her dear hubby, she can be found in her lair, concocting a magical brew of contemporary, historical, and fantasy/paranormal stories with her cat Chairman Maiow and dog Lily as company.
Look for her at http://catemasters.blogspot.com and in strange nooks and far-flung corners of the web.
 
Catch up to Cate
Email: cate.masters@gmail.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Cate-Masters/89969413736?ref=ts
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Cover Reveal: Some Other Child by Sharon Buchbinder

Sharon Buchbinder's book Some Other Child will be available soon from The Wild Rose Press. You'll have to wait to release day to read it, but here's a sneak peek at the story with a cover reveal for this fabulous book


A stolen baby, a missing aunt, decades of secrets to unravel, and love lost and found.
BLURB
            Between taking on the responsibility for the care of her critically injured mother as well as straightening out her muddled finances, public health researcher Sarah Wright hasn't a minute to herself, much less time to repair a fractured romance. After a much loved aunt goes missing, Sarah is convinced it's a kidnapping but the police refuse to investigate. Former fiance Dan flies to Sarah's side to help—and it looks like things might come back together for the two of them—until Sarah is arrested for her aunt's murder. As evidence stacks up against her, Sarah must find the real culprits as well as unravel decades old family secrets along the way. Some Other Child , available soon from the Wild Rose Press

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Libby Waterford's LOVE UNLOCKED #romsus #newrelease

Libby Waterford's debut romantic suspense Love Unlocked , is on sale through the 17th for 99 cents! Hope you'll check it out. 
Readers love the sizzling sexual tension and page-turning suspense of Love Unlocked by Libby Waterford.
“Two compelling lead characters, a story with a number of twists that caught me by surprise, plus some excellent steamy scenes all combined to make this a fun thriller-romance...Side note, the sex scenes. Oh, wow, the sex scenes. Let's just leave it at that...oh wow!” - Nicole, Goodreads
“The compelling hero and heroine have great chemistry and the thrilling plot keeps you guessing!” – Philippa, Amazon.com
Get it on Amazon for just 99¢!
All she wants is a fresh start…
Retired art thief Eve Caplin traveled all the way from Paris to California looking for a fresh start in a small town. When she locks herself out of her home, she gets much more than she bargained for in Hudson Cleary, part-time locksmith and world famous artist. She wants to resist Hudson’s seductive pull, but can’t refuse his help when a man from her past blackmails her into stealing a ten million dollar painting. Not only does Hudson have access to the painting, he may hold the key to her damaged heart.
All he wants is her…
Hudson hasn’t picked up a paintbrush in two years. When he unlocks Eve Caplin’s door, the mysterious beauty arouses much more than just his creative impulses. He needs Eve in his studio and wants her in his bed. When he discovers danger closing in, he must decide how far over the line he’s willing to go to protect her.
Will he lose his heart, his muse, and his freedom all in one unforgettable night?~ Libby Waterford writes California-set steamy contemporary romances. She lives in Los Angeles with her family and works off her weekly pilgrimage to In-N-Out by swimming and climbing the city’s hidden staircases.
Blog: http://libbywaterford.com
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Award-winning novel Beneath the Surface available now! #RomSus #kindle

It's baaa-aack! My award-winning debut novel Beneath the Surface has a new cover and updated material. To celebrate, I'm offering it for only 99¢ for a limited time.


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What reviewers and readers are saying about Beneath the Surface:
Fields' writing is muy caliente — each page generates enough heat to melt candles. Lush details, an invigorating mystery and richly etched characters make this a keeper. It simply glows with the delicious intrigue Fields unravels. Readers will fall in love. 4-1/2 Stars Top Pick!
~ RT Book Reviews

I absolutely enjoyed this story! It kept me engaged and guessing, and I couldn't turn the pages fast enough!~Grace, Sweet Spot Book Blog

BENEATH THE SURFACE is a gripping, emotional tale. Full of twists and turns, page turning suspense and heart breaking drama.
~ Sizzling Hot Book Reviews  Joya Fields is a new author to me, and I can say after reading this story that I will be on the look out for other works by her. This was a great mystery/suspense story and a great happily ever after. Pick up a copy today of BENEATH THE SURFACE; you will not regret it.
~ The Romance Reviews   BENEATH THE SURFACE Brooke Richards survived the earthquake that took her parents and most of her leg, but she needs time to regroup. A trip to Florida to visit her best friend Linda seems ideal. But the trip turns traumatic when Brooke witnesses Linda’s boat disintegrating in a fiery explosion. Police officer Garrett Ciavello believes the blast was intentionally set. When Brooke offers her expertise in underwater archeology, Garrett accepts her help with the investigation. But since his fiancée’s death years ago, Garrett has become overprotective, and as they are drawn to each other, Garrett realizes he will risk anything to keep Brooke safe. Brooke is fiercely independent. Garrett is fiercely protective. Will they heal each other’s wound and find a killer…before it’s too late?  Thanks very much for reading! Be sure to grab your 99¢ introductory-priced copy today.
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Release Day for A Matchless Romance by Christi Barth #romance #newrelease

I'm soooooo excited that Christi's newest installment in The Aisle Bound series released today! Check out this gorgeous, romantic cover, and read on for a sneak peek at this contemporary romance.


Blurb:Tabitha Bell is the face of Chicago’s premiere matchmaking service. At least, she hopes it will be someday, once business really takes off. What she needs is more clients, so when she meets a sexy gamer in need of help, it’s the perfect opportunity.
His discomfort talking to women almost cost Drew Watson his job. He’d be happy holed up in his office, designing blockbuster video games, but his boss considers talking to investors a nonnegotiable requirement. Who better than a matchmaker to teach him how to be comfortable around the opposite sex? Trouble is, Drew wants to get more than comfortable with Tabitha, while she’s determined to keep their relationship all business.
Soon Tabitha learns that beneath the geek-chic hoodie lies six feet of sexy physique—and the more time she spends with Drew, the more she appreciates his brainy brand of charm. Will she succumb to his sweet-but-nerdy charm offensive or will it be game over before he can win her heart? 

Excerpt:He padded across the beige carpet in bare feet. Amazing how intimately naked a man could look in a polo shirt, jeans, and bare feet. Drew knelt by the side of the divan. Took her hand in his and dropped a soft kiss dead center between her wrist and oval opal ring on her middle finger.“I’d rather tell you that you’re beautiful. Every time I look at you, it’s like a sucker punch straight to my dick. But I’ll also admit that your mind’s as stacked as your body. So yeah, you’re brilliant.”Tabitha gaped. She knew it because she felt the air cut across her tongue as she dragged in a surprised breath. Sure, they’d kissed. And she’d gotten no sleep for two nights replaying the kiss. Trying to figure out what it meant and what to do next. But she hadn’t expected Drew to so boldly move things forward. Not the man who believed so strongly—and so wrongly—that he was invisible to women. Unless….he didn’t mean it. Unless the straight-A student wanted to be sure he took home a gold star for the night. She tossed her hair back and sat up a little straighter.“That’s quite a compliment. But much like earlier, wholly unnecessary. I saw how well you loosened up. How well you interacted with Ashley and Tara and Kate. You don’t have to prove anything to me.”“Don’t I?” He rubbed a finger lightly across her palm. That barest of touches sent erotic lightning bolts through her body. “I think I do. First, I had to prove that I could handle your friends. Now, I’d like to prove how well I can handle you.”Part of Tabitha wanted to strip off her clothes right then and there. Offer herself up to him on a silver platter. But the other part of her still couldn’t quite believe the transformation. Didn’t trust the validity of this new, alpha version of Drew. Even though it was the man she’d seen inside him all along. “I thought you were only this sure of yourself on a track or behind a computer,” she tried to joke. Instead, it came out squeaky and breathy. Because he was still doing that stroking thing on her hand and it made Tabitha want to simply writhe.“That’s all you’ve seen. Doesn’t mean that’s all there is. I’m sure of myself, most comfortable doing things I’m good at. And let me assure you, Tabitha, I excel at sex.”His oddly blunt delivery might turn off other women. But for Tabitha, his cocky honesty was one heck of a turn-on. Just like every single little thing she discovered about Drew. “Prove it,” she said recklessly.Next thing she knew, Drew was draped half on top of her. One hand cradled her scalp. The other pulled at her back, lifting her off the round cushion and into his body. And his mouth—well, it took hers. No sweet, gentle exploration. His tongue ravaged hers, delving into every nook and cranny with long, sweeping licks that brought every inch of her body to a state of need and want within moments.

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Bio: Christi Barth earned a Masters degree in vocal performance and embarked upon a career on the stage.  A love of romance then drew her to wedding planning.  Ultimately she succumbed to her lifelong love of books and now writes contemporary romance.  Christi is President of the Maryland Romance Writers and lives in Maryland with her husband. A Matchless Romance is book 4 in her award-winning Aisle Bound series.

Happy 3rd Birthday, Entangled Publishing! #entangled #romance

Happy Birthday to Entangled Publishing! Three years of category imprints that started with the sexy Indulgence line and grown to include romantic suspense (Ignite), sweet romance (Bliss), spicy hot romance (Brazen), and several more imprints that will fulfill your every romance reading need.

I'm thrilled and honored to be a part of Entangled Publishing's success. To celebrate, Entangled will be holding lots of fun events throughout February. And on February 24th-28th, be sure to attend Entangled's Facebook Birthday Event

Hope you'll join us for fun, prizes, and lots of celebrating!

Want to find out more about Entangled books and authors? Start partying Here

Be sure to check out my Entangled Ignite romantic suspense, Reunited in Danger, available for Purchase now.


Keely Allen’s life goes into a tailspin when her adoptive father is viciously attacked. And the detective who offers to help her? None other than the sexy, love ’em and leave ’em man who once broke her heart.
Homicide Detective Logan North carries a haunting secret that has always kept his emotions on lockdown. But when he is forced to work alongside his former lover, the heat is still there between them, burning hotter than ever. Logan is determined to keep the luscious and tempting Keely at a distance…but he made a vow not to leave until all are safe.
On their race to solve the tangled web of crime, drug deals, and human trafficking, dangers abound—both to their lives…and to their hearts.





As always...thanks for reading and for helping us celebrate!!

Haunted Love: Now available in print! #ghosts #romance #PNR

I'm so excited to announce that all three books from the Hauntings at Inner Harbor ghost series are now available in one print book!

What do you get when you mix rugged guys, gorgeous women, a century-old haunted apartment building and meddling ghosts? Spicy, spine-tingling romance for three sexy couples, that’s what!

Hereafter
Pete doesn’t believe in ghosts. At least, not until he meets Angie, the beautiful spirit that haunts his apartment. Angie is looking for answers about her former earthly life, and Pete needs a reason to believe. But even if they find what they’re searching for, how can they share all the intimacies love has to offer…if he’s human and she’s a ghost!

Altered Frequency
Popular deejay Missy has decided the best way to heal from a tragic loss is to avoid men with dangerous jobs, and that includes her good-looking neighbor, Blake. When a matchmaking ghost gets involved—and danger rears its terrifying head—Missy and Blake realize they need each other in ways that are anything but physical.


Sidelined Afterlife
Try as he might, Hunter can’t shake the ghost that has been shadowing him. Enter Veronica, the psychic-medium who hates her “gift.” They realize early on that the only path to freedom is to help Hunter’s ghost find closure on unfinished business in this world. What Hunter and Veronica don’t realize is that falling in love might be part of the plan.



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Check out Haley Whitehall's newest release #valentine #romance

Today's guest is Haley Whitehall! She's here today to chat about time travel and her newest release, Love, Valentine Style. Hope you'll check out what promises to be a terrific read.
Time Traveling to find Mr. Right
 
I’ve often felt like I was born in the wrong generation. Ever since I first learned about the Civil War in school I had a strong connection to that era. Do you believe in past lives? Some people have read my writing and suggested I had a past life during the Civil War. All I know is I wish I had a time machine so I could go into the past and find my Mr. Right.
I guess that is what inspired me to write “Civil War Valentine.” The heroine Charlie Bristol, a museum curator, is the closest to being me than all the previous characters I have written. Writing her story filled a need for me to give myself a happy ending. Okay. Whew that was kind of deep, wasn’t it?
Valentine’s Day celebrates love, and maybe due to all the sappy Hallmark movies and TV shows it also seems magical to me. Valentine’s Day magic is evident in not only “Civil War Valentine” but in all the novellas in Love, Valentine Style.
If you had a time travel machine where in the past would you go to find Mr. Right? For recently divorced Charlie Bristol she didn’t have choice, but she was pleased with her destination.




 
Blurb Love, Valentine Style (Civil War Valentine by Haley Whitehall)
Recently divorced museum curator Charlie Bristol comes to Seattle to set up a display at the Fine Art museum chronicling the history of Valentine’s Day. The director of the museum surprises her with a package of Civil War valentines from an anonymous donor. She reads the heartfelt messages and is touched by his words. Does such powerful love still exist?
 
During a nap she dreams she’s alive during the Civil War and meets Elliot Lowery, the author of the valentines who mistakes her for his fiancée Charlotte. She and Elliot negotiate the murky waters of wartime romance. When she wakes she’s still under the dream's spell and Valentine’s Day love is in the air, but Charlotte has no reason to celebrate. The man she loves died 150 years ago. Unless love works some miracle even time and death cannot overcome.
 
Excerpt:
The stew made her mouth water. This was classic country cooking, nothing like she was used to having in New York City.

There was a knock at the door. Her chest constricted. Who could that be? Another knock. She found herself drawn to the door and slowly opened it as if the stranger might bite her.

A young man with thick black hair and a sexy five o’clock shadow stood there, a single red rose in his hand. He straightened, bringing his boot clad feet together. She worked her gaze up from his feet all the way up his long legs to his broad shoulders and dreamy blue-gray eyes. He was dressed in a Union uniform, the blue wool coat unbuttoned to reveal his white shirt underneath.

My imagination sure knows how to construct a good looking soldier!

The man smiled, showing a row of straight teeth. “Miss Adams,” he said in a deep voice. When she raised her eyebrow at the use of her maiden name, he frowned slightly. “I know I’ve been gone for several months, but I didn’t expect you to forget me.”
 
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Bio:
 
Haley Whitehall lives in Washington State where she enjoys all four seasons and the surrounding wildlife. She writes historical fiction and historical romance set in the 19th century U.S. When she is not researching or writing, she plays with her cats, watches the Western and History Channels, and goes antiquing. She is hoping to build a time machine so she can go in search of her prince charming. A good book, a cup of coffee, and a view of the mountains make her happy. Visit Haley’s website at http://haleywhitehall.com.
 
Haley loves to connect with readers. You can find her here:
Twitter: http://twitter.com/HaleyWhitehall
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Blog: http://haleywhitehall.com/blog/
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Blog Swap: Tara Quinn's Delicious Delay #multicultural

 Welcome to Tara Quinn! Tara and I are taking over each other's blogs today since we both have new releases. Get to know Tara and her books a little better here today, and then I hope you'll stop by Tara's blog because she asked me some very interesting questions on the interview on her blog! Tara's Blog  
Welcome, Tara! Please tell us a little about yourself.

Hi Joya and thanks for having me over! I would describe myself as a newbie romance author. My very first novella was published about a year ago, and since then I’ve written three other novellas (all romance, but each falling into a different subgenre—sci-fi/post apocalyptic, fantasy, suspense, and contemporary). My contemporary romance, Delicious Delay, was released by Decadent Publishing a little over two weeks ago. Wow...first of all HUGE congrats on your successful year! That's amazing. What inspires you to write? Reading other books. Whenever a new book by Nalini Singh or Kresley Cole comes out, I inhale it, and then I go back and reread their older books. This usually results in a “I wish I could write like that one day” moment, after which I flip open my laptop and start practicing. That's a great inspiration. Readers make the best writers, right? What would be a *perfect* day for you? Okay, this is really boring, but here goes:08:30 – Wake up to the smell of cooked breakfast and hot tea (courtesy of husband).09:00 – Take care of all the early morning essentials. 09:30 – Take a pot of hot tea to the balcony and start writing.12:00 – Go to the Gym for a Les Mills exercise class of some kind13:00 – Replenish the calories I just burned.14:30 – After a shower and change of clothes, continue writing (interspersed with online “breaks”).17:00 – Call it quits for the day, settle on the couch, and fire up the Xbox.18:30 – Dinner (with cheesecake for desert)20:00 – Change into PJs and watch TV until it’s time to sleep. Haha! I don't think that's boring...sounds pretty fun. And relaxing. Can you tell us about the setting of your Delicious Delay? Why did you choose it?It’s an unspecified Middle Eastern Airport inspired by the one in Abu Dhabi, UAE. I was stranded there for eight hours and decided it would be a perfect spot for a short erotic romance. That's very cool! A great way to make the best of your delay, too. What's the most romantic thing any has done for you? After watching me struggle to type Tower in the Woods (my first published novella) on his iPad, my husband snuck out of the house and bought me a Macbook Air.  Very sweet of your hubby! Where can readers get your book?I’ve consolidated all the links on my website (http://taraquan.com/delicious-delay/), but below are the main ones.Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HHMQ71UB&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/delicious-delay-tara-quan/1117882219Decadent Publishing: http://www.decadentpublishing.com/product_info.php?products_id=884&osCsid=l5v02lde4tsn7a75fqa9lnbah5 Thanks for stopping by today, Tara, and for doing this fun blog swap!Find Tara online here:Website: http://taraquan.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/taraquanauthor
Twitter: https://twitter.com/laylatarar
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/taraquan
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00B19HWJQDelicious Delay - Blurb: Stranded in a Middle Eastern airport, Michelle Day finds herself the object of interest for an abrasive, but all-too-sexy stranger—a stranger who tempts her with the forbidden in a land where indecency could get her killed. But how does one say no to such a deliciously, relentless pursuit?Khalid Al Dehri takes one look at the red-headed spitfire in the business class lounge and knew he’d either been transported to heaven—or hell. Her tart response to his surliness intrigues him beyond all propriety and the longer he spends in her company, the more he can’t deny his forbidden attraction. But will she explore the sensuality between them or will society’s rules keep them apart?Excerpt: He grinned. “So I have a proposal.” She tried to get her breathing under control, without much success. “Why am I sure it’s an indecent one?”He motioned his head toward the far end of the lounge. Latticed wooden screens gave that particular section more privacy. In an L-shaped room, the tucked-away location prevented a direct line of sight from the dining or reception areas.He got up and offered her his hand. She hesitated for a long moment before taking it. With faltering footsteps, she followed him. More private or not, limits on how far this could go existed due to them being in an airport lounge. Since her self-control had chosen today to take a vacation, she appreciated the imposed constraint.He lowered himself onto a plush leather sofa deep inside the cordoned area. With walls on either side and screens strategically angled, the space seemed to have been designed as a spot for people to nap.On the brink of crossing a dangerous line, she hesitated. “What exactly do you have in mind?”“I’m just giving you the opportunity to have your way with me,” he offered, his face the picture of innocence.She hadn’t expected that answer. “I don’t quite follow.”He kicked one of his legs out and tangled it with hers. She stumbled and instinctively moved her hands forward to brace herself. Her palms flattened over his hard muscled chest when she landed.She traced the shape of his pectorals. “What do you do all day? Work out?”He chuckled, the low rumble all male. “I have access to the best personal trainers money can buy. They help keep me honest.”She shook her head in disbelief as the man preened. “Have you heard of a concept called humility?” “It’s not one of my virtues,” he admitted. “I’ve never understood the point.”She sighed. “It’s the polite thing to do.”He placed his forefinger under her chin and tipped her head up, his expression playful. “So what is a sweet, polite, goody two shoes doing on top of me?”  

Olivia Starke's Project Terminal: Legacy Book 1

Please welcome Olivia Starke and her newly released series today. Once you read this sneak peek about the book, you'll want to get your copy quickly! Project Terminal: Legacy Book 1  Olivia's new paranormal erotic romance series is available NOW from Beachwalk Press Amazon B&N ARe
Olivia Starke
Blurb:
Zombies and super soldiers? Laura is the one hope for a world gone Hollywood crazy.
In only a matter of hours Laura Swift has been bitten by a zombie, rescued by Mr. Tall, Dark, and Foreboding, and thrown into a world gone Hollywood crazy. She has no choice but to follow Damian into his underworld of manipulated viruses and genetically altered super soldiers. Even as her life hangs in the balance, she can't deny the attraction she feels for the incredibly sexy and thoroughly imposing Infantryman.
Damian Gonsalves believes he has a cure for the virus changing innocent people into bloodthirsty undead. Within Laura is the key to stopping the horrific plague. All he has to do is keep her alive and safe, and stay one step ahead of those pursuing them. Her stubbornness frustrates him to no end, while her body drives him to distraction.
When they discover the secret behind Project Terminal, will they survive long enough to help stop the unleashed horror? Or will they just be two more victims of a virus threatening all of humanity?
Excerpt: "Four more hours. We have to prepare."Laura went cold. "Prepare?"
"The progression will snowball from here." His voice dead, he continued to stare at some unseen view.
He'd kissed her with such passion, now he spoke without emotion. How could someone do such a turnabout? The lousy bastard. Rage, white hot in intensity, shot through her, her head swimming with it.
"Maybe you're just stupid, Damian. Stupid for allowing a zombie thing to attack me. I wouldn't be dying if it wasn't for you. You deserve this, not me." Her fists balled at the injustice of it all. "You should die for this."
She sucked in wheezing breaths, unable to fill her lungs, and fell back on her butt. Her eyes widened, searching a darkened corner of the room, a distorted face appearing from the shadows. It grinned with broken, yellowed teeth, its eyes glowing in the dimness.
She gagged over raw terror.
"Oh my God, I saw something over there." She scrambled backward. "Damian, one of those things is in here."
* * * *
Damian glanced around the sparsely furnished room. Other than a few flies and mosquitoes buzzing around them they were alone.
He closed his eyes, the weight of guilt pressing down making it difficult to speak. "We're alone, Laura. Nobody else is in here."
The night wore on, and fits of anger mingled with her confusion. Several times he'd had to prevent her from dashing out the door. He paced the confines of the living room, waiting for the last of the madness to run its course. Laura lay on the floor, lashing out toward some unseen attacker, before her breathing became rapid, labored pants. White foam bubbled from her mouth.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, turning away. He'd become disillusioned with the system he'd given his life to shortly after discovering they'd screwed up royally in creating the virus. In a lab he'd watched a man succumb to it, changing into a soulless corpse. It'd been horrific the first time he'd witnessed it. Afterward Headquarters had assigned him to track down an infected woman outside of the facility. It was his duty as a super soldier to clean up their mistakes. Now he wanted nothing more than to see the lab destroyed, something he should've done in the first place. He should've listened to Doug and Max, two of the doctors from the early days of the project. Their warnings had come to pass, but he'd been a stubborn, misinformed jackass.
Curled in the fetal position, Laura looked like a sick child, fragile and broken. His throat constricted, even though it was ridiculous to have feelings for someone you didn't know. He was military, Army Infantry, for Christ's sake, he knew how to pull a trigger without regret.
Laura rolled onto her back, staring toward the ceiling with glassy eyes. Despite the tremulous hold she had on life, she was already dead.
He existed as a government killing machine—an automaton they'd designed. Nothing more. He'd given his humanity away to the project. He wasn't much better than the corpses he hunted.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you, baby. You were right, I deserved this, not you."
His vision blurred when he stared down the barrel, the silencer aimed squarely between her eyes, his heart beating a crazed rhythm in his chest. His finger squeezed ever so slightly on the trigger. Outside a mourning dove called to its mate, a haunting song echoing in the room. He recalled a story from his youth about how a dove would arrive to carry a person's soul to the afterlife. If he believed in anything but the here and now, in that moment he would've thought it true.
Laura's mouth gaped open, strangled noises escaping her throat, seizures taking her into death throes.
He lowered his arm and thumped the butt of his gun against his thigh, waiting for the monster to appear. When she became the undead, when she moved to attack him, he'd have the power to destroy her. She deserved one last try to get the best of him. Maybe it wasn't Laura anymore, but he'd honor the fighting spirit within her. She'd never get past him, but if she took a piece of him in the process he'd have an excuse to end the whole goddamned thing here, in this stinking house. If he ever got infected his duty would be to put a bullet in his own head.
Laura's body stilled, her eyelids drifting closed.
Any moment…
Her eyes popped wide open, her back arching. She sucked in a breath as if surfacing from deep waters. He turned his body sideways, leveling his gun in dead aim, waiting for the corpse to lunge.
"Damian?"