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"A well crafted, suspenseful novel set on a mesmerizing island" 5 star review for Deadly Secrets

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5.0 out of 5 stars I was drawn to this beautifully written and unique story right from the beginning—the fascinating ..., March 10, 2015By Jill Meengs - See all my reviewsThis review is from: Deadly Secrets (The Greek Isles Series Book 2) (Kindle Edition)This is a well crafted, suspenseful novel set on a mesmerizing island.

I was drawn to this beautifully written and unique story right from the beginning—the fascinating characters, the island descriptions, and the sense of mystery and danger in the air captivated me and made me want more…Don’t miss this one! It’s a winner!

My Review on Silence of Scandal by Jackie Williams

5.0 out of 5 stars A fascinating Regency Mystery Romance, March 11, 2015By Angel - See all my reviewsThis review is from: Silence Of Scandal (Unrivalled Regency Book 1) (Kindle Edition)I was drawn to this book by its cover—what a beautiful cover that conveys passion and mystery. And then, I started reading… What can I say? The intriguing plot with its twists and turns, the beautiful descriptions, the fascinating characters and their strong emotions and conflicts took my breath away.
The arranged wedding between seductive Alexander and ravishingly beautiful Elizabeth, hidden secrets, intrigue, the threat of a scandal, and fiery passion mingle masterfully in this novel. It is definitely a must read!
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My Review on Devlin's Deal by Lynn Cooper

5.0 out of 5 stars A roller coaster of a delicious and full of surprises ride, March 10, 2015By Angel - See all my reviewsThis review is from: Devlin's Deal (Kindle Edition)From the very first moment, that Vickie Patterson decided to give love another chance, thinking that Devlin Hunter is the right man for her, she was swept off her feet in an exciting but unexpected way.
Devlin’s Deal is a roller coaster of a steamy, delicious, and full of twists and surprises ride.
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Excerpt from Mateguas Island by Linda Watkins

Excerpt:

THE GIRLS
A FLASH OF lightning lit up the sky illuminating the L-shaped room where Sophie and Terri slept. The light was so bright, it startled Sophie awake and she sat up rubbing her eyes. When she could finally focus, she was surprised to see their room was suffused by a golden glow that lingered long after the lightning faded. As she gazed about the room in wonder, she saw her twin standing by the window that looked out to the backyard. "Ter, what ya doin'?" she asked.Terri turned her head, a bright smile on her face. "Soph, come see. It's beautiful. It's like a fairy world."Sophie got out of bed and joined her sister at the window. Her eyes widened in amazement when she saw what was happening outside. Scores of fireflies were dancing around one of the bushes in the yard, their light sparkling and shimmering in the wind and rain."It looks like Christmas," said Sophie, her voice filled with awe."Yeah, Soph. See how they dance. And listen - I think they're singing."Sophie pressed her face to the glass, straining to hear. "I don't hear anything." "Close your eyes and really listen."Sophie did as her sister instructed. In a moment, she nodded her head eagerly. "I hear it. I hear it. It's like magic. It's so pretty."The girls grinned in delight as they listened to the sweet melodic song of the fireflies."What language is it?" Sophie whispered. "I don't understand it but I love it.""I don't know. I've never heard anything like it before." They stood quietly listening and watching the spectacle taking place before them oblivious to the storm that was raging. But in an instant, their joy was cut short by a loud crack of thunder that shook the house. The room plunged into darkness as the golden glow was extinguished and the fireflies disappeared. "Look," whispered Sophie pointing her finger to the yard.Terri gripped her sister's hand tightly as she watched a shadowy figure streak across the lawn toward the woods. A flash of lightning lit up the sky, temporarily blinding the girls and when their sight returned, the figure was gone.They stood transfixed, waiting to see what would happen next. Then a soft mournful sob, barely audible at first, pierced the silence. Stunned, Terri and Sophie hugged each other in fear as the sobs became more desperate. The wind began to howl and mournful cries echoed in the night. Tears streamed down Sophie's cheeks as she recognized the voice that was now calling out her name."It sounds like Mommy, Ter! Is it Mommy? Please, is it Mommy?"Terri leaned forward, her body rigid as she strained to recognize the voice calling to them. The sound was so familiar but not real, not like her mother. Yet, it was her. "It is Mommy. She sounds in so much pain. I think she's hurt. We have to help her."Sophie gripped her sister's hand tightly. The cries were becoming more plaintive now as if the caller was losing hope. "We have to wake Daddy. He'll know what to do."Terri shook her head. "We can't get Daddy. What if it's his fault? What if he hurt her again? You heard them fighting. No, it's up to us, Soph. We have to help her."The girls stood staring at each other for what seemed a lifetime, then Sophie nodded. "You're right. Let's go. We have to find Mommy. We have to save her."Terri took her sister's hand and squeezed it. Together they tiptoed out of their room and down the stairs. They stopped briefly at the hall closet, put their slickers on over their nightclothes to try to stay dry and grabbed a flashlight. Then, hand in hand, they opened the door and, without hesitation, went silently out into the storm.

BLURB: What could be more idyllic than to live on an island off the coast of Maine? That's what Bill Andersen thought when he moved his family to Mateguas. But Mateguas is more than just pristine beaches nestled between rocky shores. No, Mateguas is something quite different...
On a remote island, a troubled family is trying to pick up the pieces of their shattered lives and start over. But unbeknownst to them, the property they have inherited is steeped in ancient magic - magic that could seek to consume and destroy them.
An arcane locked box, a strange and foreboding trail into the woods, a seductive young woman, and tales of a malevolent Native American spirit are just some of the perils Karen Andersen must face in order to find a way to save her family.
MATEGUAS ISLAND is the 2014 Gold Medal Winner in Supernatural Fiction awarded by READERS' FAVORITE INTERNATIONAL BOOK COMPETITION.


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AUTHOR BIO:
Born in Norwich, Connecticut, Linda Watkins moved to Michigan when she was four years old. After graduation from college (Carnegie-Mellon University '70), she relocated to the San Francisco Bay Area where she lived most of her adult life. A Senior Clinical Financial Analyst at Stanford University School of Medicine, Linda was always writing. At work, she created 'long forms' and business plans; at home, she wrote whimsical stories, poems and songs for the delight of her friends and family. In 2006, retired, she moved to Chebeague Island, Maine where she wrote her first novel, MATEGUAS ISLAND.
Today, she resides in Western Michigan with her three rescue dogs (Splatter, Spudley and Jasper). She published the sequel to MATEGUAS, aptly titled, RETURN TO MATEGUAS ISLAND, in December 2014 and is actively at work on the third full-length novel in the MATEGUASISLAND SERIES that she hopes to have ready for publication in late 2015.
For more information, please visithttp://www.lindawatkins.biz, her personal blog http://www.mateguasisland.com, her novel website
You can also follow her on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Linda-Watkins-Author/412758982152044

Excerpt from A Murderous Masquerade by Jackie Williams

Excerpt:
Chapter One
One year, ten months and twenty two days!The actual hours he hadn’t bothered counting since the day he’d first met Lady Anne, his best friend’s widowed sister in law, but they hardly signified as he hadn’t been carrying a watch when he first set eyes on her.Giles Denvers was about to run his finger around the inside of his over tight cravat when he remembered his valet come butler’s dire warning. Craddock was a positive demon when pontificating over creases or even worse, a dreaded grease mark. He touched his lonely diamond cravat pin, paced across the over warm room for what felt like the fiftieth time, and thanked his stars that he didn’t need padding at his shoulders as he felt the perspiration begin to bead on his brow.He knew that it was the fashion to keep a gentleman waiting for upwards of ten minutes, but after all the waiting he had already endured he rather hoped that Lady Anne would be keen to see him. He took his handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed it across his forehead. Wouldn’t do to look like a nervous fop when it came time to do the deed, he thought as he paced the room yet again.He glanced at the clock once again and then felt his heart surge as he heard a light footstep outside the door. He would have known it anywhere. The door swung open and a vision of beauty wearing the softest shades of emerald green floated in on a waft of delicately perfumed air. Her rich, chestnut curls cascaded over one ivory shoulder and onto the exposed upper curve of her creamy white breast. He swallowed the sensation rising in his chest that begged him to immediately drag her into his arms and kiss those ruby red lips relentlessly and instead, walked calmly towards her. He took her hand as she dropped her silk gloves and fan onto the table inside the door. Sweet pain sliced through him as he realized that he was about to kiss her unadorned hand and for the first time in his life he actually thought he might pass out. For a whole year after her husband’s death she had worn the severest black and for the next twelve months, the deepest purple. No one could ever fault her or say that Lady Anne Chartris hadn’t taken her mourning seriously, but now the two years were over and the paleness of her gown and the brightness of her smile proved it.Giles lifted her over-warm hand and felt hers tremble on his palm. It was all he could do not to sweep her into his arms, take her to the nearest bedroom and ravish her until the next millennium, but he held his nerve and slowly lifted her hand as he listened to her own gentle breaths. He had waited this long, he could wait a few seconds longer. He breathed in deeply, his heart aching and throbbing violently as her scent invaded his entire body before he let his lips burn a path across her delicate skin. Flames of passion instantly raged through him as he found that the world had stilled, life outside this room no longer existed and the universe had ceased to spin. It was just him and her and he couldn’t step back or let her go. He could hear her breathing, fast and shallow and he at last lifted his head and gazed into those beautiful, meadow green eyes. He could see the deep and tender feeling she held displayed openly to him and in a sudden fit of daring he moved his hand to her waist. If she was surprised at his boldness she never showed it. He pulled her nearer to him and lowered his head. Her eyes dipped closed, heavy lashes sweeping over her blushing cheeks and he could wait no longer.The first delicate touch of their lips was so shocking that she gasped. He didn’t hesitate, couldn’t. The time had long since passed for delay. He managed to breathe out her name just once before his mouth covered hers and he plundered every recess with the abandon of a starving man being offered a banquet. It seemed that she wanted to join the repast. Her fingertips threaded from the broad expanse of his chest, slowly across his shoulders and up the back of his neck until they threaded eagerly through the thick waves of his hair. She lifted her body towards his, her breasts straining the delicate fabrics of her gown. His hands spanned her waist and Giles crushed her to him, pulling her hips against his, letting her know that his desire was true and urgent.Long minutes passed as they explored each other, her long fingernails driving him wild as they grazed the back of his neck and ruffled his hair. His hand slid upwards, skimmed the underside of her breast and he was lost as he felt her sigh into his mouth. It was too much. The waiting had been too long. He couldn’t stop. Refused to. She was everything he had ever wanted, ever needed and she was going to be his. Forever. He let her go at last and pressed his forehead to hers. Her breath was as ragged as his own, the gentle blush of her cheeks now spreading down her slender neck to the swell of her breasts as they heaved with a near desperate desire.“Giles...” Her emotion filled whisper set his heart racing faster than he thought possible. The time had come. He wanted her more than life itself, but he wasn’t about to dishonour her. He was about to fall onto one knee and beg her to make him the happiest of men when there was a loud knock on the heavy oak door behind him.Giles staggered backwards and glared in fury at the drawing room door. Anne frowned and pressed her hands to the front of her rumpled gown. She glanced in the over mantle mirror and saw that miraculously, her hair was still virtually in place. She smoothed a wayward ringlet and took a step back towards the table. She quickly picked up her gloves and opened the fan, wafting it rapidly to cool her blushing cheeks while Giles took a long pace backwards and moved towards the book case. He ran his fingers through his dishevelled hair and plucked a book from the shelf as Lady Anne found her voice.“Come.” Giles nearly choked at her choice of word. Just kissing her had nearly unmanned him. His fall was dangerously tented and he decided that sitting would probably be his best, if uncomfortable option, until the ill timed intrusion was sent away or his riotous blood supply could be brought back under control. He dropped into the fireside chair and placed the book carelessly in his lap.The door opened and Whittaker, Lady Anne’s butler, stepped inside the doorway. “My Lady, the Earl of Lavenham and Lord Edward Ellesworth,” the butler announced with a flourish and a deep bow.The sound of those two names was enough for Giles and he let out a low groan of despair as his ardour cooled quicker than an eyelid could blink. He had first met Anne’s father and brother when visiting her ancestral home with his friend, Alexander, Duke of Ormond. Anne had been whisked away from Ormond with indecent haste after Alexander’s brother’s death, and Alexander had needed answers to some difficult questions.Alexander had never forgotten young Edward’s vile behaviour. He couldn’t believe that the boy was so prejudiced over rank or title. Not only had he insulted his sister but he had called Giles’ honour into question over his apparently lowly beginnings. If he hadn’t been Anne’s brother, Giles would have called him out. As it was, the boy was lucky to have come out of the meeting unscathed. Fortunately he had only encountered them infrequently since. Anne had been installed in her own household soon after and Giles had always discovered that he had pressing engagements whenever they called. He fought back a growl of annoyance as his heart went out to the beautiful woman standing trembling before her visitors.She looked as though she was about to faint, but quickly took a steadying breath, dragged a smile onto her exquisite face and held out her hands to her portly father and rotund brother as they entered the room.
To be released soon...


Author's Profile:
I was born in Essex England during the mid sixties but I missed all the fun. Being only young, I assumed that all Beatles were six legged creatures and Flower Power was something to do with the vigorous way my mother kneaded the bread dough.

My wonderful parents brought me up with a huge love of books. We read anything and everything. Bedtime stories were a treasured time of adventure and mystery. My sister and I sat wide eyed in wonder and to this day I worry about Dinah and Dorinda being pricked with pins because they grew so fat, and I never pull faces at the a waning moon (or was it a waxing one?) just in case my chops stay that way . (The Wind On The Moon)

I began reading romance while still at school. The fuel for many a teenage fantasy leapt from between the covers of wildly romantic books and my passion still lingers now for all those dark haired heroes.

My own beautiful teenage daughter persuaded me to write my first romance. She was only fourteen at the time and between books for children and adults. She couldn't find anything that ticked all her numerous and particular boxes and so she asked me to write a book, with all the exact ingredients just for her. Though not just a book for teens, she enjoyed the resulting tale so much that she shared it with her friends and I eventually published A Perfect Summer as an ebook on amazon.

But I have discovered that writing is not easily stopped once you start. It has turned into a grand passion that I just cannot hold back. The fingertips start tapping the keys and ideas suddenly come flooding, far too many for just one book and so I began another and then another. Fourteen books later I am still nowhere near done. Book fifteen is on its way and only just the other night I woke from a wild and wonderful dream with book sixteen fully formed in my head.

Romance will always be my first love but recently I was so influenced by a tiny polished plaque on a sea wall that I gave paranormal romance a try. (Echo Beach) Mixing the two genres was a real challenge for me but I was delighted with the result. Historical romance is my latest genre. All those fabulously titled and passionate men are impossibly hard to resist!

I hope you enjoy all of my efforts and I look forward to your comments and reviews.
If you are interested in finding out more, you can see what I get up to at:http://www.romanticsuspensebooks.org/
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And you can always Email me at:Jackie@romanticsuspensebooks.co.uk

Greek Author Chosen for Exciting AmazonEncore Program

Greek Author Chosen for Exciting AmazonEncore ProgramAngel Sefer's #1 best-selling romantic mystery novel 'Spellbound in His Arms' was republished by Amazon
AmazonEncore is a new program developed to uncover books with great potential and give them more exposure to reach a larger audience. Angel Sefer’s debut novel Spellbound in His Arms was initially a self-published novel before being re-released by Booktrope, a US publisher based in Washington. The romantic mystery’s success was noticed by Amazon and picked for inclusion in AmazonEncore last month.
Amazon states on their website that they use information like customer reviews to find books with potential for increased sales. The company offers marketing support and multiple distribution channel distribution to the books republished as part of the program, including national and independent bookstores.
Spellbound in His Arms was officially repubished on February 24 as a kindle ebook by AmazonEncore. In addition to being a best seller on Amazon and Barnes and Noble, it was a nominee for the RONE award in 2014. InD’tale Magazine praised the novel stating, “The author deftly interweaves the plot as it twists and turns until the reader fears for the lives of heroes Jackie and Michael. It’s a fast paced, suspenseful read, with diabolical villains, an intrepid heroine and a super hot detective!”

Link to the Press Release


The Press Release in Greek:
Ελληνίδα Συγγραφέας επιλέχθηκε για το συναρπαστικό πρόγραμμα AmazonEncore
Το #1 best seller μυθιστόρημα της Angel Sefer, «Spellbound in His Arms» αναδημοσιεύτηκε από το Amazon
Το AmazonEncore είναι ένα νέο πρόγραμμα που αναπτύχθηκε για να ανακαλύψει βιβλία με μεγάλες δυνατότητες και να τα κάνει γνωστά στο ευρύτερο κοινό. Το πρώτο μυθιστόρημα της Angel Sefer, Spellbound in His Arms, αρχικά δημοσιεύτηκε από την ίδια την συγγραφέα, και στη συνέχεια δημοσιεύτηκε ξανά από τον εκδοτικό οίκο Booktrope, που εδρεύει στην Ουάσιγκτον. Το Amazon παρατήρησε την επιτυχία αυτού του μυθιστορήματος που τόσο επιδέξια συνδυάζει μυστήριο και ρομαντισμό και επεδίωξε να αποκτήσει τα ebook δικαιώματα.
Το Amazon αναφέρει στην ιστοσελίδα του, ότι χρησιμοποιεί πληροφορίες όπως οι κριτικές πελατών, για να ανακαλύψει βιβλία με δυνατότητα αύξησης των πωλήσεων. Για τα βιβλία που αναδημοσιεύει ως μέρος του προγράμματος, η εταιρεία προσφέρει υποστήριξη σε θέματα μάρκετινγκ και διανομή σε πολλαπλά κανάλια, συμπεριλαμβανομένων των εθνικών και των ανεξάρτητων βιβλιοπωλείων.

Στις 24 Φεβρουαρίου, το Spellbound in His Arms επανεκδόθηκε ως Kindle ebook από το AmazonEncore. Εκτός του ότι είναι ένα best seller στο Amazon και στο Barnes and Noble, ήταν επίσης υποψήφιο για το βραβείο Rone το 2014. Το InD'tale Magazine εξήρε το μυθιστόρημα δηλώνοντας, «H συγγραφέας υφαίνει επιδέξια τη γεμάτη στριφογυρίσματα πλοκή, ούτως ώστε ο αναγνώστης  να αρχίσει να φοβάται για τις ζωές των ηρώων Jackie και Michael. Είναι ένα μυθιστόρημα με γρήγορο ρυθμό, σασπένς, διαβολικούς κακοποιούς, μια ατρόμητη ηρωίδα και ένα σούπερ σέξι ντετέκτιβ!»

Excerpt from Arielle Immortal Struggle (The Immortal Rapture Series Book 7) by Lilian Roberts

Excerpt
ARIELLE OPENED HER EYES gradually. Her brain was clouded and utterly disoriented. She felt overwhelmingly fatigued and found it very difficult to keep awake. Her eyes moved sluggishly around the poorly lit room, but nothing seemed familiar. Her mind was blurry, filled with jumbled up images. She clenched her eyes shut, thinking she was dreaming, but when she opened them again, the surroundings hadn’t changed. What is happening to me? Her brain cells seemed to be completely stripped of oxygen, she couldn’t remember a thing, and she couldn’t think straight. Where am I? How did I get here? Who brought me here? Where is here? There seemed to be no electrical impulses traveling between her brain neurons. She had all these questions but no answers. Lifting her arms, fists clenched, she rubbed her eyes back and forth, trying to amass her faculties.Minutes seemed to tick by and panic settled in, paralyzing every muscle in her body. Nothing made sense. The sensation deepened and she tried to block the anxiety unsuccessfully. Something was terribly wrong, but the wall between her physical body and her consciousness seemed to be temporarily impenetrable.She lay on that bed motionless, but for how long, she wasn’t sure. Muddling through her vague thoughts, she tried to make sense of her present situation. She searched around the room one more time and inhaled deeply. She couldn’t gather her bearings. Silence dragged for what she thought was a century. A century. Century. The word seemed to be moving inside her brain and bouncing around like a Ping-Pong ball. Why does that word seem to strike a chord?Her heart pounded against her chest, her brain spinning out of control. God, what is happening to me? Where am I? Why can’t I muddle through this fog in my head? Abruptly, she was startled by a set of deep emerald eyes, intercepting her thoughts and steeling her breath away. The striking face of a man emerged from the depths of her soul and found its way through to the forefront of her vision and jolted her mind to consciousness. It was almost like throwing an enormous surge of power into an electrical device by plugging it into a wall socket.Arielle was paralyzed by the vision. “Sebastian!” she cried out, brought back from oblivion to reality. She closed her eyes as a surge of warmth and passion for him gushed through her veins and settled deep in the pit of her stomach. Where is he? Does he know that I am here? Is he trying to find me? A wave of shattering pain ripped right through her body, leaving her empty, lonely, and scared. Oh Sebastian, where are you? She whimpered anxiously and started to sob.Vivid memories started trickling into her brain. The last thing she remembered was fighting for breath. Someone had grabbed her while standing at the campus parking lot by the car. She recalled the frantic struggle to break free from her attacker’s chokehold. She winced at the thought, and her body tensed as panic settled deep into her bones. Lifting her arm, she glanced at her wristwatch. It was 2:35 in the afternoon. It had been over an hour and a half since she had walked back to the car to retrieve her mobile phone. “Who did this?”Supported by her elbows, she pushed against the bed and propped herself up gradually. She searched for something that appeared familiar, but nothing was coming back. A wave of anguish ripped through her, ramming her heart into her throat. Where in bloody hell am I?She inhaled deeply, scrambling to distinguish between reality and a dream. She sat up, and her eyes flicked to the window. It was raining, and the sky was a dark gray. Who could possible want to keep me a prisoner and why?It didn’t take long and, suddenly, she gasped for breath. Icy fingers crawled slowly down her spine as a name, distorted but very familiar, flashed in front of her like a bright neon sign. Bile rose to her throat quickly, and nausea threatened. Annabel! Annabel! Oh, God, it’s Annabel. This was the year for their wedding and she was not going to allow her to marry Sebastian.She fell back on the bed and threw her arm over her eyes. Tears streamed down the sides of her face and into her ears as fear raced across her body, and her hand moved swiftly to her neck. Her eyes widened in sheer shock and horror invaded every fiber of her body. Her necklace was not there. Oh...God..., she muttered, hopelessness taking over. Reality crashed into her skull like a thunderbolt and pressure generated a stinging pain behind her eyelids. She was trembling with fright, knowing that she was alone and helpless against an unbreakable immortal.Forced gasps escaped her and scattered through the stillness of the room. “Why would she bring me here?” she thought out loud, scrutinizing her surroundings like a wild animal trapped in a steel cage. And where is here? Fear surged though her body and her muscles tensed to a painful point. Desperation and terror seeped deep into her bone marrow, and her heart pounded the walls of her chest like a sledgehammer.She couldn’t just lie here; she had to do something to escape, but how? She sprang up, swung her legs over the edge of the bed, and struggled to her feet only to almost collapse. The floor swayed beneath her feet and she grabbed on to the nightstand to steady herself.Trembling, she tried to bring in her mind a glimpse of something to help her, something like her book bag or her mobile, but the room was sadly bare but for the furnishings. How am I to contact anyone? She stood in the middle of the room unmoved with a lot of undefined, perplexing, and diverse feelings. She felt isolated and desperate.Words couldn’t define the rush of emotions that surged through her body and shook her thoughts. She was trying hard to embrace the uncertainty that was enveloping her, and all she could feel was her world crumbling at her feet and disappearing into another universe. Looking through a vortex portal into this new universe, all she saw was chaos and devastation. She couldn’t distinguish between reality and fantasy. Her heart was pounding her chest in a painful way. She needed Sebastian to lean on; she needed the safe sanctuary he provided, the warmth of his embrace, and his soft voice telling her that everything was going to be fine.

Blurb:
A desperate abduction…Sebastian Gaulle has been targeted by the Russian Mafia, who will stop at nothing to force him into giving up documents containing his company’s most valuable secrets. Sebastian has always outsmarted them before, but now they’ve taken the thing he holds most dear, his beloved fiancée Arielle Lloyd.
A coordinated strike…Sebastian is consumed with worry and determined to rescue his only love, but even after she’s safe in his arms the threat to her and everyone they love will not end until the criminal organization is eliminated for good. With the help of his immortal allies, Sebastian leads a global attack on the Mafia’s goons, saving the most deadly foes for himself.
An immortal wedding…Eva and Ian are finally getting their dream wedding, and Arielle and Sebastian couldn’t be happier for their friends. Arielle wants nothing more than to tie the knot with her own dream man, but will the immortal villain Annabel ever allow that to happen or will she torment Arielle until she ultimately succeeds in taking her life?

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About the Author: Lilian Roberts is a corporate engineer. College, marriage, the corporate world, and a beloved daughter kept Lilian's writing on the back burner for many years. It wasn't until later on in life that she decided to sit in front of the computer and finally put her thoughts on paper. She lives in Atlanta, Georgia with her husband, and her golden retriever. She is an avid reader and loves novels that feature characters draped in passion, mystery, and adventure. She is especially fascinated with the concept of immortality.
Find Lilian Roberts here:
Blog or Website:   http://lilianroberts.blogspot.com/Twitter:  https://twitter.com/lilian3robertsFacebook:  https://www.facebook.com/pages/Lilian-Roberts/340971002680829?ref=hlGoogle+: https://plus.google.com/u/0/b/110321818919376376824/117142342369606482573/posts?hl=en&service=PLUS

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My Review on Fate Accompli (Aegean Lovers - Book One) by MM Jaye

5.0 out of 5 stars A fascinating debut novel by MM Jaye, March 7, 2015By Angel - See all my reviewsVerified Purchase(What's this?)This review is from: Fate Accompli (Spicy Romance) (Aegean Lovers Book 1) (Kindle Edition)I loved the book!
Fate Accompli is a fascinating novel that once you get started you just can’t put it down.
The storyline was captivating and the characters so real they literally jumped out of the pages. Alex is smart, gorgeous, and successful—the ultimate male—and Monica is stunning, sweet, smart, and so stubborn.
The descriptions were amazing, and the power of the characters’ emotions moved me deeply. Devouring one page after the other, holding my breath while riding on the roller coaster of their passionate but so rocky romance, I laughed and I cried.
Believe me you don’t want to miss out on reading this jewel.
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Excerpt from Portals, Modern Magics, Book 2 by Maer Wilson

Excerpt from Portals, Modern Magics, Book 2by Maer Wilson
Aela returned first, with an entire flock of fairies. The tiny warriors spread throughout the rooms we were using. They dispersed too quickly for me to count, but I guessed there were two to three dozen, in addition to the ones already there.Aurelia returned about an hour later, with eight more elves. In contrast to the fairies, the elves were around seven feet tall. A few seemed taller and there were two who were closer to Sloane’s six and a half feet. Most had golden hair, like Aurelia and Belus, but the two shorter ones were dark-haired, like Sloane.As soon as they made their appearance, Dhavenbahtek asked everyone to get ready to move out. We shouldered our packs and he lost no time in opening a portal.He turned to us and said, “We will proceed through this portal and hold on the other side until we can be sure that Neva is still uncompromised. The King sent extra guards to the Neva portal as soon as Satorah escaped. They report no activity, but we should be cautious during the transitions.”In hindsight, someone should have seen the attack coming. We had seers, psychics, telepaths. Hell, we should have had common sense, too. But, of course, no one really expected Satorah to attack her own people. And the daemons didn’t count on the betrayal by some of the guards.We were sitting ducks after we went through the portal, straight into the room that held the portal to Neva. Another gigantic room, similar to the other two portal rooms awaited us. It took several minutes to move the entire group in. Dhavenbahtek closed the portal behind us, and we began to drift toward the portal to Neva.Part of the group had just reached the platform that held the portal when some of the guards attacked. The air filled with more daemons, led by a screaming Satorah. The sound of battle quickly became deafening, and the smell of blood and death hit my nostrils.Dhavenbahtek yelled for us to go through the portal. He practically threw anyone close to him through the swirling colors. Thulu and I were still across the room and the attack had filled the space with too many people between the portal and us.Daemon guards were fighting each other and Light Ones seemed uncertain who the good daemons were and who were the bad. I didn’t have any idea either. Everyone on our side was trying to get through the portal to what we assumed was safety. I wished I’d thought to pull my gun out.One daemon started to grab Thulu, but was stopped by an arrow through the throat from another daemon’s bow. His body toppled heavily at our feet.No way a human would survive a fight with a daemon. They were simply too strong for us. Our best bet was complete avoidance.Thulu tried to maneuver us through. He held my hand so tightly, I thought he’d cut off my circulation, but I had no intention of saying so. We’d gotten separated from Reo and a few others and were alone in our area with teeming giants bent on destroying each other. With so many large bodies around, it was tough to see much of anything. All the unfurled wings didn’t help matters any, either. I got hit in the face more than once by feathered wings, but we ducked as much as possible and scurried through, backpacks clutched tightly in one hand, free hands clasped even tighter for fear of losing each other.Bodies on the floor began to block our movement as we tried to get to the portal. I didn’t look too closely, but I saw at least two Light Ones and several daemons. We tried to keep our heads down and not attract any attention as we inched our way to the platform that held the portal. Since the daemons were more intent on slaughtering angels, we were literally beneath their notice. We hoped.I was thankful Thulu was with me. I was already confused as to where the platform was and terrified of the battle around us. But Thulu went unerringly toward the portal.It took a while to make our way through the chaos, doing our best to avoid the slashes from swords and daggers. I could barely breathe from fear. A daemon appeared before us, his sword raised to strike down at us. Thulu moved closer to me, doing his best to shield us with his backpack. The blow never came, as the tip of a sword grew from the daemon’s chest. His body crashed to the floor, and we skirted it on our way forward once more. Our heavy backpacks caused some issues as we traveled across the room, but after that episode neither of us was willing to drop them.The screams of the injured and dying tore at my heart, but we finally saw glimpses of the portal. The portal was still ours. Dhavenbahtek and a few guards were fighting off the other daemons, as they tried to pull people closer and shove them through the portal.As we made it to the platform, Dhavenbahtek saw us and immediately moved to pull us forward. I took a quick look around the room and saw that most of the fighting was now between daemons. I saw no Light Ones standing and hoped most had gotten through. A few elves were moving toward the portal. I caught sight of wings in their midst and realized they were guarding a Light One child.More daemons appeared, but whose side they were on, I had no idea. Since the number of people had greatly thinned out as they’d gone through the portal, visibility became much easier.I heard an unearthly scream again as Satorah saw she had a clear path to Dhavenbahtek. She held a dagger in her hand and flew toward him. He held a sword so big I couldn’t have lifted it. Her hatred blazed through her eyes. Dhavenbahtek spared a moment to sweep Thulu and me through the portal. My last glimpse was Dhavenbahtek blocking the portal, just as Satorah reached him.Thulu and I tumbled out onto hot sand, our heavy backpacks dragging us off balance. Hands quickly reached to help us up, and we were still sorting ourselves out when the group of elves came through with the Light One child. They fell through the portal, and we scrambled to get out of the way. The heat was incredible, and the light from the sun was weird, but I didn’t have time to do more than note it.We waited for several long moments. At last, Dhavenbahtek came through, bloody sword in one hand. My relief at his appearance was short-lived.Two things happened almost simultaneously that cause me to cry out.I stared in horror as I saw the dagger protruding from his chest, just as the portal behind him flickered several times and disappeared. Yeah, that same portal that supposedly never closed.

Blurb:

For supernatural detectives Thulu and La Fi, “normal” is a relative term. La Fi is a medium, Thulu is a finder, and their usual clients are already dead. 

But when their friend Reo is shot, and a group of stranded angels show up at their house for help to find a missing child, things are striking too close to home.

And the portals that let the magical races return to Earth have started opening on their own.

With trips off-world, a kidnapped psychic and changes to their own abilities, Thulu and La Fi are hit with a lot more than they usually handle. Of course, their magical friends are there to help, but even they may not be enough to save an increasingly unstable Earth.

Portals is the cross genre (Sci Fi/Urban Fantasy) sequel to Relics and is Book 2 in the Modern Magics series. 
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About the Author:
After a successful career being other people, and later teaching others the many tricks of that trade, Maer Wilson has decided to be herself for a while. Turns out she's a writer. She's always loved stories, especially fantasy, mystery and sci fi. Maer was born in the Year of the Dragon and has a dragon-themed room in her home, but sadly no dragons in the back yard. When she's not writing, Maer plays online video games, teaches college and reads. Maer is a partner in Ellysian Press, a small publishing house. She also co-hosts the literary podcast MythBehaving. Maer lives in the high desert of Southern Nevada with her three dogs, a chihuahua and two poodles.
Her books include Relicsand Portals, Books 1 and 2 in the Modern Magics series. The upcoming third book in the series is Magics. There are also four novelettes in the series - “Ghost Memory,” “Unwanted Ghost,”  “Ghost Dancer” and “Wedding Ghost.”. You can find all books and novelettes in the Modern Magics series at Amazon and other online retailers.
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The Modern Magics Series
The books trace what happens when magic returns to Earth, as seen through the eyes of paranormal detectives, Thulu and La Fi.
The Modern Magics Stories are set prior to the main events in Relics, Book1 and involve some of the couple’s more interesting cases.
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