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Title: Broken HeartsSeries: Light in the Dark #5Author: M...

Title: Broken HeartsSeries: Light in the Dark #5Author: Micalea SmeltzerGenre: New Adult
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After everything we’ve been through, I thought we could weather any storm.
But this is one thing neither of us ever saw coming.
Jace and Nova have learned to roll with the punches—they’ve had to. The last few years have been bliss-filled and better than they imagined, but they’re ready to take the next step.
The problem?
Life apparently has other plans.
Sometimes you have to fight for what you want, and for Jace and Nova they’ll have to battle this war together, or lose it all in the process.

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Hi. I’m Micalea. Ma-call-e-uh. Weird name, I know. My mom must’ve known I was going to be odd even in the womb. I’ve written a lot of books. Like a lot. Don’t ask me how many, I don’t remember at this point. I have an unhealthy addiction to Diet Coke but I can’t seem to break the habit. I listen to way too much music and hedgehogs have taken over my life. Crazy is the word that best sums up my life, but it’s the good kind of crazy and I wouldn’t change it for anything.


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Illicit (Sin City Outlaws Book 4) by M.N. Forgy releases on July 27th!**Can be read as a standalone**Pre-order your copy NOW:Amazon: http://amzn.to/2tWJmZ7Amazon UK:  http://amzn.to/2uER8ED
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I’m an animal, a member of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club that isn't capable of human compassion. So I’ve been told anyway.Raven is my club’s prisoner. I’ve been ordered to break her. It should be easy given my violent history. But being this close to a woman—this woman—for the first time in a long time, is like sharing company with the demon Lilith herself.She’s my perfect toy. Filled with a dark rage. Blessed with perfected beauty. Sinfully sweet and wickedly divine. Everything about her solicits the demons inside meI want to hear her screams. I want those big, dark eyes looking up at me—silently begging me for mercy. I want to be her heaven…and her hell. My desire for her is forbidden. My infatuation is illicit. I’m betraying my club. And if the wage of my sin is death, then this woman is going to get me killed.

About the Author
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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Series: The Revive Series by A.M. WilsonTitle: Redesignin...

Series: The Revive Series by A.M. WilsonTitle: Redesigning Fate and Resurrecting HerGenre: Romantic SuspenseCover Designer: Kari March DesignsAvailable Now - FREE - 99 Cents
When my boyfriend threw me down a flight of stairs, I knew there was only one place left to go—far, far away. I packed up my car and left everything I’d known for the nearly twenty-two years I’ve been alive. One hundred and fifty miles of highway separated me from the life I grew up with and the one I needed to find.
The same day I was offered a job in my new city, I met Elias. He was an enigma. A mystery. One that I wanted to uncover. One I didn’t know if I could trust.He pulled me in with adventure and the melodies of his guitar, but his secrets held me at a distance. He couldn’t tell me about what he did for a living, or why he took phone calls in a different room.Then my ex returned. Travis wove a sordid tale of danger; that he was only there to keep me safe from Elias.I never expected truth to be nestled in his lies.
When I was kidnapped, half-truths were shared by the monster who took me. Half-truths that tested the bounds of my relationship. A web of lies obliterated my last shred of security.The man I love vows to protect me from both our demons, but in doing so, he treats me like glass. I hold the secrets this time. They’re slowly destroying me from the inside; igniting in me a fight for righteousness, even if that means leaving behind the ones I love.Travis is still out there. Watching me. Waiting. And even though he’s dangerous, he’s not the only villain in this story. The thrilling ride from Redesigning Fate continues in Resurrecting Her...
A. M. Wilson loves infusing her stories with real life--the good, the bad, and the steamy parts. She thinks there's something special about romance; that pivotal moment when two characters realize their love for each other, but she likes wading through a little angst to get there. When she isn't furiously typing on her computer, she can be found searching for her next all-consuming read. A. M. lives in Minnesota with her husband, two children, and black lab.
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Title: A Change of ViewSeries: The Northern Lights Collec...

Title: A Change of ViewSeries: The Northern Lights CollectionAuthor: Freya BarkerGenre: Romantic Suspense StandaloneRelease Date: August 16, 2017Cover Designer: Rebel Edit & Design What if one morning you look in the mirror and no longer recognize the person looking back?When Leelo can no longer identify herself by the roles that once defined her, it's both terrifying and liberating. Oh, she feels the loss, the grief, and then the anger, but when she inherits property up north, she jumps at the promise of freedom and independence. Yet not everyone in her new community is what they seem, starting with the surly mountain man down the road.As owner of the local fishing lodge, Roar is content with his everyday life. And the older he gets, the less he appreciates change. So when a blue-haired, tattooed ‘city girl’ moves into the old motel, shaking up his daily routine, he’s none too pleased.Still, something about the woman’s easy smile and almost reckless grit has him step up as her keeper.
Freya Barker inspires with her stories about 'real’ people, perhaps less than perfect, each struggling to find their own slice of happy. She is the author of the Cedar Tree Series and the Portland, ME, novels.Freya is the recipient of the RomCon “Reader’s Choice” Award for best first book, “Slim To None,” and is a finalist for the 2016 Kindle Book Awards for “From Dust”. She currently has two complete series and three anthologies published, and is working on two new series; La Plata County FBI—ROCK POINT, and Northern Lights. She continues to spin story after story with an endless supply of bruised and dented characters, vying for attention! HOSTED BY:

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Her biggest fantasy is about to become a reality. . .

MISTER HOCKEYHellion's Angels #1Lia RileyReleasing July 11, 2017Avon Impulse

Jed West is Mr. Hockey. The captain of the NHL’s latest winning team, the Denver Hellions—and the hottest player on the ice—at least according to every magazine. .and Breezy Angel. Breezy has been drooling over Jed at games for years, and he plays a starring role in her most toe-curling fantasies. But dirty dreams don’t come true, right?
Then Jed saunters through the doors of her library, a last minute special guest for a summer reading event, and not only is he drop dead gorgeous up close, his personality is straight up swoon-worthy. He even comes to the rescue when she has an R-rated “Super Book Worm” costume malfunction. But when he mistakenly assumes she’s more into books than pucks, she’s too flustered to correct his mistake. And then comes a big kiss, followed by a teensy-tiny problem. Jed’s dating policy is simple: Never date a fan.
So what’s a fangirl going to have to do to convince her ultimate crush that he’s become less of a perfect fantasy, and more like the perfect man. . .for her?


Jed West’s stomach curdled faster than overheated hollandaise sauce as he squinted at the menu for Zachary’s, Denver’s most popular all-day breakfast hangout. Ghost-like shadows haunted the specials list, blurring the descriptions for peanut butter French toast, country fried steak benedict and sweet potato pancakes. Ah, shit. Not fucking now. There went the prices too–the dollar signs and numbers blurring until barely legible. No point blinking. He knew the drill. Jaw tight, he reached for his orange juice, took a swig and waited. Short bouts of double vision had dogged him ever since Game Seven, the pattern the same. After a minute or two, his focus would snap back to normal as if nothing had happened. Until then, he needed to follow one of coach’s favorite axioms: “Suck it up, Buttercup.”Who cared about the damn menu anyway? He pushed it to one side, having already ordered the “Manwich”, chorizo and eggs smashed between a jalapeno cheddar biscuit–the kind of breakfast that wanted to kill you in the best kind of ways–and crunched ice. Too bad the cubes didn’t pass on their chill, because this. . .situation for lack of a better word, was getting under his skin and it shouldn’t. No–Scratch that. It couldn’t. Unexplained double vision wasn’t a walk in the park, but facts were facts. And the ugly truth was that if he didn’t quit batting his lashes like Scarlett O’Hara with a fly in her skirt, The Post’s toughest sports columnist would glance up from across the table, mistake his tic for a cheesedick wink, and go Lord of the Flies on his nut sack.At least for the moment, Neve Angel was occupied. She hunched over her digital voice recorder, dark bangs obscuring her sharp gaze as she fiddled with the control settings. Her lips moved to the upbeat Buddy Holly song piping over the sound system while she plucked a mic from her messenger bag. His vision came back online in time for him to read the orange button pinned to the front.Had a Ball at The Rock Creek Testicle Festival. Christ, looked to be an authentic souvenir too.Slamming his knees together, he forced a grin, the one that had potential endorsements lined up around the block, eager for him to shill everything from vitamin infused coconut water to shaving cream. He unwrapped the paper napkin from around the fork and knife, and began tearing the corner into neat strips. No doubt the eye thing was fatigue-related, an inevitable toll from the grueling NHL season and subsequent hard-fought playoffs. Everything would be all right in the end. If it wasn’t all right, it wasn’t the end. “You plan on telling me what’s up with Mount Napkin Shreds?” Neve leaned her elbows on the recycled wood tabletop, a signal they were shifting into interview mode. Her brows arched beneath her thick-cut bangs. “Nervous about being in the hot seat, princess?”“Yeah, terrified,” he answered laconically, not missing a beat. Hiding his true feelings behind a mask of confidence was a reflex; it came with the territory of having the “C” stitched on the front of his jersey. A good captain never showed fear to an opponent. “A jackal’s bark is worse then it’s bite.”“Jackal? Don’t tell me you’re using Gunnarisms now.” She rolled her eyes. “And I’d so wanted to enjoy my bagel without gagging.” The Hellions Head Coach, Tor Gunnar, had a reputation for dismissing the press as “jackals.” He fostered a tense relationship with journalists, in particular, the tiny woman sitting opposite. Neve had run a piece on his divorce a few years ago. He retaliated by refusing to call on her during press conferences. Neve hit back with increasingly critical op-eds. Their mutual enmity had devolved to the stuff of local legend.

Q&A with Lia RileyA la Twitter style, please describe your book in 140 characters or less. Curvy, nerdy librarian gets a chance to score with her fantasy crush, the captain of the Denver hockey team.What did you enjoy most about writing this book?I really enjoyed two things about writing this book: Breezy Angel and Jed West. I have always loved the trope about the so-called “ordinary” person who falls for a celebrity who in turn views them as nothing short of “extraordinary.” Probably one of the reason that Notting Hill is one of my all-time favorite movies. I wanted Jed to be alpha in the bedroom and obviously an amazingly talented athlete, but I didn’t want to right him as a one-dimensional “bro.” Instead, I wanted him to be a good guy, someone supportive of team mates and his woman. A natural leader who thrives by building up those around him, most importantly his lady. And as for Breezy, I wanted to write a woman who wasn’t drop-dead model perfect. I don’t know women like that in real life, and I want to see people in line around me at the grocery store get a chance to have their own swoony, earth-shattering happy ever after moments too!Can you tell us about your upcoming book?I am so excited for readers to get their hands on Book Two in the Hellions Angels series. Head Coach is coming out on November 21st and features (wait for it) Hellions Head Coach, Tor Gunnar and his enemies-to-lovers relationship with determined sports journalist Neve Campbell. There is hate kissing, a bet over a game of air hockey and a fake date to a wedding. Also, it’s one of the sexiest books I’ve ever written.
And don’t forget about Virgin Territory about the team goalie who is not only an almost-priest who was kicked out of seminary school, but also has a reputation for brawling. Plus he may or may not be a virgin hero.
If you had a theme song, what would it be?Don’t Stop Believing by Journey…because I’m mostly an optimist, plus I would take immense satisfaction creating ear worms every where I went. If you had to title your own life what would it be and why?Did I Leave the Stovetop On?: A Lia Riley StoryTop Five Sexy Hockey PlayersBy Lia RileyWe all know hockey players are hot as puck. Here are five NHL players I’d love to have a face off with, and by face off I mean stare at and drool over. Who are your favorite hockey gods? Tell me in the comments, bonus point if you link to a pic In no particular order because all get two solid thumbs up:Sidney Crosby, Captain of the Pittsburgh Penguins ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sidney_... ). He has boyish good looks and Tom Hardy lips, can’t ask for more than that!P.K Subban, Defenceman for the Nashville Predators ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/P._K._S... ). His eyes could melt ice, plus he won Olympic gold in 2014 Sochi Olympics.Joffrey Lupul, Left winger for Toronto Maple Leafs ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joffrey... ). He likes to play the guitar too, so not only is he pretty, he can also croon you a love song. Plus that jaw bone could cut glass.Tyler Seguin, Center for the Dallas Stars ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tyler_S... ) Three words: Full. Sleeved. Tattoos. (nuff said)
Darnell Nurse, Defenceman for the Edmonton Oilers ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Darnell... ). Not only is he 6’3 of pure yum, he also roots for his sister who plays basketball for Team Canada. That makes him a hero in my book!

Everyone who knows me just a little bit, knows I lurve me some hockey.  What this book didn't have in it...was hockey!!  However, I found that the plot, humor, and characters made up for that.  I didn't get to feel the action on the ice through words, but I got a whole lot more.  I got to read a story about Breezy (who could be any girl...she could be me) and I loved that.  She's not your size 5 model that has perfect skin and makes no mistakes.  She's a clumsy, 1950's pinup version of the every girl model that we can ALL relate to.  Jed is the insecure hockey player that's having some physical problems because of his job.  He's facing something that every hockey player faces at one time or another.  Should he retire now while the going is good and he still has all his mental capacities or should he continue playing until he gets hurts to the point he doesn't get up?  It's a real life predicament that he's facing and at the most inopportune time he meets Breezy, who is everything he didn't know he wanted and does.  What follows is awkwardness, a brilliant love story and some mistaken drama thrown in for good measure.  A crazy family that will leave you going...yep, that's just like my own family.  I'm on pins and needles waiting for Neve and Tor's story because even though Lia is new to me - this definitely won't be my last book!!  She knows how to write awesome one liners and RomCom!



After studying at the University of Montana-Missoula, Lia Riley scoured the world armed only with a backpack, overconfidence and a terrible sense of direction. She counts shooting vodka with a Ukranian mechanic in Antarctica, sipping yerba mate with gauchos in Chile and swilling fourex with stationhands in Outback Australia among her accomplishments.

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A tortured soul meets a damaged family… A lonely man, a widowed woman, a carefree boy, and a broken girl… Can the four come together and help heal each other? Or will fear of the unknown and guilt of the past keep them apart? Her whispered prayers break her... At night, as she’s drifting off to sleep, I press my ear to the door and listen to her heart-wrenching pleas. Her words are agony to my healing heart, but I cherish the sound of them, for that’s the only time I ever hear my beautiful daughter speak. Since her father died two years ago, she’s grown quiet and withdrawn. Cat’s Valley was to be our new beginning, a place where my family and I can heal, but what we find there is so much more. Scars mar his body. Pain has left him in pieces… Four years ago, I lost the two things I cherished most in the world. They were ripped from my arms in the most painful and cruel way. Since then, I’ve kept to myself, preferring to stay away from the pitying looks and murmured rumors. Everything changed when she and her children barged into my life. It was an accident, and I don’t deserve them, but now that they’ve stepped into my life, I’m not sure I can let them go. *This book is intended for mature audiences, ages 18+. It may be enjoyed as a standalone! Exclusive excerpt from the pages of Whispered Prayers of a Girl:"I don't deserve you. I don’t deserve whatever could happen between us.” I want to object, but he continues before I get a chance. “But there’s something I want more than my self-loathing for wanting something I shouldn’t.” “What?” I rasp. “A chance to know what it feels like to kiss you.”


I have a list of books I've read this year that I gift to my friends and family...the list isn't long.  In fact, there's probably only 5 books on there worth giving to others or rereading.  If you don't read a book all year long - then pick this one up to read.  I'm a procrastinator when it comes to the clock.  If it's a book that I want to read - it's on!  If it's a book where I'm going to have deep feelings then I wait til the last minute because I know I'm going to have to write a review and do it justice.  This book for me rated up there with Amy Harmon's Making Faces and if you reach that status for writing a novel, then I'll read every book you've ever written.  That's a hard standard.  Alex Grayson did an outstanding job at storytelling that I loved living in Alexander and Gwen's world for several hours and it was both heartbreaking and heartwarming.
Books for me are cathartic.  I cry, I laugh, and sometimes I don't finish them.  When I start to read a book about a little girl who only whispers prayers to God at night to bring her father back because he died...I weep.  If you can make me cry a river in the first ten percent - I hate and love you. 
 Kelsey has selective mutism, which is where you choose not to speak after having a tragedy or trauma happen.  It can sometimes be helped with therapy, but more often than not the person stays silent and doesn't speak because of high anxiety.  The child in this book misses her father so bad that she believes she caused his death.  It's not rational but she thinks it.  Her brother, Daniel, not only lost his father but feels he lost his sister.  Until they get stuck in a snow storm and Alexander rescues them or they rescue each other.  Alexander's just existing after a car accident took his wife and daughter 4 years prior.  He's not dead, but he's not alive.  He just exists with his horses and his dogs.  For me, the story had an ebb and flow that was like a river.  It left all these emotions in me and I was so keyed up after I read it, I didn't want to go to bed - which is what I needed to do after staying up all night long.  One of my favorite scenes is at the 40 percent mark and Kelsey comes out of the bedroom in the middle of the night and she hasn't spoken to anyone in 2 years, except to ask for her mom to bring her dad back and to ask if her mom was going to die when she had the flu.  She comes out and stares at Alexander and then runs into his arms saying "I miss my daddy." I used the whole box of kleenex!!  Gone...just like that!  Again, if there's one book you pick up this whole year and buy, whether is be ebook or paperback...it needs to be this book.  You won't be sorry that you did.


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About Alex:Alex Grayson is the bestselling author of heart pounding, emotionally gripping contemporary romance including The Jaded Series, The Consumed Series, and two standalone novels. Her passion for books was reignited by a gift from her sister-in-law intended to distract Alex and help her pass the time while her husband was away for work. After spending several years as a devoted reader and blogger, Alex decided to write and independently publish her first novel in 2014 (an endeavor that took a little longer than expected). The rest, as they say, is history.Originally a southern girl, Alex now lives in Ohio with her husband, two children, two cats and dog. She loves the color blue, homemade lasagna, casually browsing real estate, and interacting with her readers. Visit her website, www.alexgraysonbooks.com, or find her on social media!
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Title: NickelSeries: Fallen Lords MCAuthor: Winter Traver...

Title: NickelSeries: Fallen Lords MCAuthor: Winter TraversGenre: MC RomanceRelease Date: July 29, 2017 Model: Lance JonesPhotographer: LJ PhotographyCover Designer: Melissa Gill @ MG BookCovers  
Simple. Neat. Orderly.A place for everything, and everything in its place.Karmen Handel’s life growing up had been anything but quiet and simple. A deadbeat father, a mother who never wanted her, and a grandmother who could care less were the perfect recipe to ensure Karmen built a wall around herself and never let anyone in. When her past comes back to haunt her, Karmen has no one to help her. Until Nickel.Complicated. Dirty. Restless.Live to ride. Ride to live.Nickel Cunningham lives free with the brothers he calls family and has never craved anything more until he met Karmen. The shy, quiet nurse who cares for his grandma caught his eye months ago, and he hasn’t been able to get her off his mind since. Nickel knows what he wants, but he’s never had to fight for it before. Until Karmen.  a Rafflecopter giveaway
Winter Travers is a devoted wife, mother, and aunt turned author who was born and raised in Wisconsin. After a brief stint in South Carolina following her heart to chase the man who is now her hubby, they retreated back up North to the changing seasons, and the place they now call home.Winter spends her days writing happily ever afters, and her nights zipping around on her forklift at work. She also has an addiction to anything MC related, her dog Thunder, and Mexican food! (Tamales!)Winter loves to stay connected with her readers. Don’t hesitate to reach out and contact her.
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Title: Up To BatSeries: The Diamond Series Book 1Author: ...

Title: Up To BatSeries: The Diamond Series Book 1Author: Maggie Jane SchulerGenre: NA Romance Release Date: July 25, 2017Photographer: RplusMphotoCover Models: Davy Muscle and Kayla BarnesCover Design: Mr. @ Maggie Jane Schuler
Samantha Sawyer, a busy college junior, is thrown a curveball when she's asked to mentor Adriana, a shy freshman with secrets and mysteries. Unfortunately, these secrets lead Sam into a dangerous game she’s not sure she can win. Her salvation comes packaged in the tall, sexy, and self-assured Blake Angel. Can he save her, or is he really the devil in disguise?
Maggie Jane Schuler is a wife, mother of three almost-grown children, and teacher by day. While she has always loved to read, the thought of writing her own prose did not strike until she was in the middle of writing her Master’s Thesis. From that point on she was hooked. She Resides in Southern California. Besides the family and books, she loves baseball. Since the Dodgers, Angels, and Padres are all within a short distance, and the Giants and Athletics a nice weekend jaunt away, she’s got plenty of games to take in during the season. Additionally, she enjoys cooking, movies, the beach, and the local mountains. She’s most content being with her family engaged in whatever activity they have planned.
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Title: The LeveragerAuthor: C.L. MasoniteGenre: New Adul...

Title: The LeveragerAuthor: C.L. MasoniteGenre: New Adult RomanceRelease Date: August 4, 2017Cover Designer: CT Cover CreationsPhotography: Wander Aguiar PhotographyCover Model: Joshua Underwood No one knows who The Leverager is, or if they do, they keep his identity a closely guarded secret. You ask to him to do a favor, any favor and he’ll do it, for a price in return of course.

He’s exclusive; he meets the needs of his clients one at a time. They say his price is different according to each client, sometimes it’s money, sometimes it’s trade secrets and sometimes it’s a favor that you’ll have to repay in the future.
The price is always extortionate—when you make a deal with the devil it always is. And I was willing to pay.

“Wait!” I called just as he was about to walk out the door.“Yes?” He inquired over his shoulder.“What are you getting out of this? I mean, what do I owe you?” I asked, remembering he’d never revealed just why he was doing this.He chuckled disarmingly. “It’s too late for that, Monsoon. You showed me your cards without asking me to show mine. I take what I want, when I want it. I don’t reveal my secrets for nothing in return, and no matter what I want from you, you won’t be able to stop me from taking it even if I was to tell you what it is. So, really, there’s no point in you knowing. Just be ready to deliver, when I demand,” he declared with smoldering eyes.

I’ve lived thousands of moments and I’ve been to thousands of places crafted by the soul crushing and soul mending words of thousands of authors. (Metaphorically raises glass of gin and tonic), here’s to hoping I’ve created one thousandth of a moment of life for you …
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Title: Digital VelocityAuthor: Reily GarrettGenre: Romant...

Title: Digital VelocityAuthor: Reily GarrettGenre: Romantic SuspenseRelease Date: July 10, 2017
The deadliest weapons are the ones we never see.Keyboard prodigy, Lexi Donovan has risen from teenage orphan of the streets to complete independence with little help along the way. When a friend is threatened, Lexi’s anonymous message sends police into a firefight, leading to a wounded cop. Detective Ethan McAllister’s well-ordered life turned upside down the day an obscuretext message led to a sexual predator’s identity. Since then, Callouston PD’s finest can’t trace the elusive hacker. The latest tip leads him to a brutal mutilation and a riddle indicating the identity of the next murder victim.The dark net houses a playground for the morally depleted and criminally insane. When Lexi discovers the killer’s digital betting arena, she finds herself centered in a cyber stalker’s crosshairs bearing equal talent. Street life strengthened Lexi while toughening her protective shell, but nothing could shield her from the shrewd detective forging a path to her heart.

“Digital Velocity is a fast-paced romantic suspense thriller that sophisticatedly weaves drama, excitement, grit, raw emotions and mystery. Garrett takes her readers on a journey where suspense and romance are taken up several notches as she unfolds and reveals the identity of a murderer that is on the loose. With her vivid prose, Garrett entices readers to see the bond that is brewing between Detective Ethan McAllister and his unlikely informant.” Michelle Tan, RT Book Reviews

I read this in one sitting and it did not disappoint.  I love good suspense and intrigue.  Throw in romance and that's even better.  This is a solid 4 star read for me.  The only reason it's not 5 star is because I'm measuring everything by the last 5 star read and it was a tough one.  This book sucks you in right at the beginning and you meet Lexi and Ethan.  Ethan is a strong Alpha hero, which I'm prone to love.  Lexi is a wonderful heroine.  It begins when Ethan is shot after receiving a tip-off and you get to see how he is in his professional and personal life.  Lexi is the one who tipped them off and she feels responsible for what happened to Ethan in a way...that you know there's going to be some romance!!  Lexi's a darn good hacker and when she has to work with Ethan to find out who killed her friend, well they're put in situations that go beyond what it considered "normal."  This was a really detailed book that left me wanting a lot more of it.  When it was finished...I wanted another chapter.  It wasn't because it wasn't done, it's just because it was that good.  For the start of a series, this was spot-on and I will definitely be reading the next one!!


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I move frequently—but gain no distance.
I am warm, moist, and dark but give no comfort.I can stretch and shrink, giving or taking at will, bringing both pain and pleasure with each.
“If God wanted you to tie the knot, he’d give you a near-death experience to better appreciate life, along with a craving for procreation. Then he’d smother your soul with the essence of venison, squirrel, frog legs, taters, or beer, to attract a likely counterpart from the sticks. No, wait. The latter has already happened, hasn’t it? Sorry.” Ethan narrowly kept his balance on the green-slicked, handmade bricks leading up the two-story, mauve-colored Victorian. If his 210-pound mass ended up sprawled on the steps, no doubt the picture would be splashed all over the precinct by noon with various unsavory captions.
“Maybe you should try it. The stick up your ass has to cause at least minor discomfort.” Larrick’s early-morning snark was a common greeting.
“Hey, I’m a normal guy.” Ethan glared over his shoulder.
Larrick snorted.
“Still wet from our early-morning storm. Watch your step, it’s slippery.” Scanning the myriad amorphous shadows lurking in the wood line, realization struck that he and his partner were sitting ducks if a sniper perched among the loblolly pine and oak trees lining the front and side yards.
Larrick’s reply came in equal measure of soft tones. “Either that or a large flock of birds dropped in recently to help her redecorate. Great detective work.”
“Bird droppings are—”
“Sought after for facials. Especially the Japanese Nightingale shit.” Larrick grinned.
“Only you would know that.” Ethan adjusted his tie, an acknowledgment of the apprehension filling his mind.
“Are we whispering because your paranoid gut can’t assimilate food well enough to distinguish indigestion from an outside threat? This woman lives alone, gonna think we’re a couple of perverts and liable to shoot us.”
“Word has it she’s a pacifist.”
“Fine. You’re one to talk about signs—dragging my ass to a stranger’s house at this ungodly morning hour. I love knocking on a stranger’s door and asking, ‘Lady, are you all right? We’re police detectives who received an anonymous tip that you might have a hangnail. Perhaps we could lend you a pair of nail clippers…’ then ask if she needs the gutters cleaned.” Derision and humor warred for dominance in Larrick’s tone, yet his sharp gaze continually scanned the perimeter in consideration of his partner’s unarticulated hunch. Yin and yang, they fit together, a clean-cut detective and his partner whose hair length had passed regulation specs weeks ago.
“You know this isn’t the first tip we’ve gotten, not to mention the fact that the other leads were solid and led to arrests. And while we’re at it, why don’t you step to the side? Standard police procedure when approaching an unknown situation.” Ethan turned sideways, standing by the door with his hand poised to knock on the solid oak. He hesitated. Moisture coated his palms, a rare occurrence. Scrutinizing the interior through the narrow sidelights yielded nothing more than expected. Elegantly upholstered furniture, gleaming hardwood floors, and delicate bric-a-brac adorning the thick mantle and each side table completed the sophisticated picture. “Don’t see any problem. Maybe she’s fallen and can’t get to a phone.”
“You expected an old lady brandishing her curling iron? As for leads, I get mine from three-dimensional people while you get yours from a bunch of ones and zeroes. Why can’t our IT department trace your anonymous texts further than the loony bin? Though that’s probably appropriate since your secret admirer’s last present consisted of a flower basket bigger than my TV along with fur-lined cuffs. I’ve never laughed so hard I pissed myself. I thought that was hogwash, a myth made up by old ladies.” Larrick leaned over the iron railing to peer through the window. “Can’t see squat, bottom sill’s too high.”
“As my partner, you’re supposed to have my back, not stab me in the back. You didn’t have to broadcast it through the whole department by hanging the cuffs from the sprinkler system with a bunch of roses twined in them. Now my brothers won’t let up, and I’ve been subscribed to every kinky magazine known to the publishing world. You think I should know why some whacko chose me for their personal marionette?” Ethan suppressed a shudder before his partner gained more verbal ammunition. If his suspicions were correct, his informant was in fact a beautiful enigma with waist-length, chestnut hair and an emerald gaze capable of melting steel.
“Maybe because you were the youngest to make detective? Rising star, golden boy, and all that shit.”
“No. Probably afraid your redneck ways would rub off on them, or maybe because I’m the biggest sap.” Ethan’s gut rumbled, more of a warning sign from a well-heeled intuition than hunger. “Larrick, this doesn’t feel right.” Behind him, the slide of metal on leather let him know his partner just palmed his Glock. Three years of working together circumvented the formality of dissecting gut reactions.
A creak of leather sole betrayed Larrick’s backtracking to scrutinize the surroundings. “Side windows are lower. I’ll take a look.”
“Hood of her BMW is cold. Didn’t go anywhere recently.” Larrick’s harsh whisper halted a nearby squirrel scampering up a tree, its head cocked to one side while studying the strange human interlopers.
Sunshine warmed the first spring buds on the low shrubbery bordering the walkway to complete the idyllic setting. Nothing but peace and serenity, yet Ethan’s heart hammered against his ribcage like an aggressive punk drummer. With his partner disappearing around the corner, he again scanned the perimeter while the morning’s corrupted equanimity formed a sour wad in his chest. A lazy March breeze combed its cool fingers through his short hair while the deep foreboding received with the initial text message blossomed into multiple horrific scenarios, leaving one of them a corpse, their life’s essence forming macabre shapes on gleaming hardwood floors.
“I see bare feet beyond the kitchen island. Toes up. Probably female.” Larrick’s disembodied whisper just provided probable cause. “Backup?”Reily is a West Coast girl transplanted to the opposite shore. When she’s not working with her dogs, you can find her curled up with a book or writing her next story. Past employment as an ICU nurse, private investigator, and work in the military police has given her countless experiences in a host of different environments to add a real world feel to her fiction. Over time, and several careers, many incidents have flavored the plots of her stories. Man’s cruelty and ingenuity for torment and torture is boundless, not contained by an infinite imagination. Witnessing the after-effects of a teenager mugged at knifepoint for a pair of tennis shoes, or an elderly woman stabbed repeatedly with a screwdriver for no apparent reason, left an indelible impression that will forever haunt her subconscious. In counterpoint, she has observed a woman stop her vehicle in severe, snowy weather to offer her own winter coat to a stranger, a teenager wearing a threadbare hoodie. Life’s diversities are endless. Though her kids are her life, writing is Reily’s life after. The one enjoyed after the kids are in bed or after they’re in school and the house is quiet. This is the time she kicks back with laptop and lapdog to give her imagination free rein. In reading, take pleasure in a mental pause as you root for your favorite hero/heroine and bask in their accomplishments, then share your opinions of them over a coffee with your best friend (even if he’s four-legged). Life is short. Cherish your time.   HOSTED BY: