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Violet Chastain - Out of the Mountain (Kindle Scout Winner)

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Orphaned as a child, Vivienne Reinhold has no clue how she came to be raised by the twelve monks who reside in the Mountain Monastery of Velia. She has spent her entire life cooped up, being trained and taught by the seemingly paranoid monks who will share no knowledge of her past with her as they prepare her for a future only they have seen. Her coming of age is right around the corner, and she has big plans to get out and see what the world has to offer, but those plans are quickly foiled when a premonition of imminent danger to her village thrusts her out of her home and onto a journey of self discovery that she could have never been prepared for.
She is guided to her new home by the mysterious Rowan, who was sent to collect her and bring her safely to her destination. His brusque manner does little to squelch the inexplicable draw she feels toward him, and it is obvious that he too feels the spark that ignited when their hands first touched-- so why is he trying so hard to keep his distance? His past is filled with secrets and strife, and he has scars both visible and unseen that threaten to keep them apart.Things only prove to get more complicated as they scramble to prepare an unlikely group of novices to fight on the side of the light and a new threat comes into play. Vivienne must use every bit of training she has ever learned - as well as some new found powers- to help fight against the darkness that threatens them.

A prophecy, a war spanning three generations, a family torn apart from within; all of it leading straight to a girl who wears her heart on her sleeve and carries a dagger in her boot. Join Vivienne as she discovers life and love, outside of the mountain.
About the Author
Violet is a 25 year old novelist from a small farm in West Virginia. She is the mother of two wonderful kids and the wife of a man with the patience of a saint. She can often be found with her nose in a book, and if that's not the case she is likely plotting one of her own.
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Teresa Roman Presents Back to Us & Daughter of Magic

Abandoned by her parents at fourteen, Jessica knows what it means to struggle. She's vowed that getting her degree is the only thing she has time for, until a summer internship brings Justin into her life.But Justin has scars of his own. A tour of duty in Afghanistan has left him with wounds. A medical discharge from the Navy leaves Justin struggling to make sense of his new reality. Then he meets Jessica; but can the two of them leave their pain in the past and make a future together?



Lilli sees things no one else does.
Desperate to make sense of the dreams and visions that have plagued her since childhood, Lilli confides in Devin, her closest friend, and the boy she's fallen for. 
Instead of questioning her sanity, Devin confesses to secrets of his own, which are far darker. His revelations about magic, witches and demons stun Lilli. But it's what he knows about Lilli's mother, long believed to be dead, that leaves her feeling betrayed. Despite her anger, Lilli will have to learn to trust Devin again, because he is the only one who can protect her from a dark danger that's coming for her from a world away.


About the Author
If it was possible to be born with a book in her hands, that's how Teresa Roman would've entered this world. Her passion for reading is what inspired her to become a writer. She loves the way stories can take you to another time and place.

Teresa currently lives in beautiful Sacramento, CA with her husband, three adorable children and a dog named Parker that her son convinced them to adopt. When she's not at her day job or running around with her kids, you can find her in front of the computer writing, or with her head buried in another book. If you'd like to find out more about her, she can be found at www.teresaromanwrites.com where you can also sign up for her newsletter to receive exclusive book release information.Thanks for joining us at Tears of Crimson. Home to Bestselling Author Michelle Hughes,and all the Friends of Crimson!

Trust Series by Cristiane Serruya

Trust Series 1-8

Ethan, an international steel tycoon, traumatized by sexual experiences in his youth, has never believed he would be able to love a woman—or be loved by one. Until he meets Sophia.
Sophia, a wealthy Brazilian widow, fled her own country after a tragic incident. In London, with her 3 year-old daughter, she lives a lonely existence, torn between the love for a dead man, the angst of living with partial amnesia, and the fear of being discovered. But just after she begins a relationship with Ethan, she meets Alistair. 
Handsome and guilt-ridden, Alistair has no trouble finding women for one-night stands, who indulge him in his desire to physically punish them to abate his own tortured soul. A powerful banker from a traditional and noble Scottish family, he commands his business with a strong hand, and yet knows better than anyone that money truly cannot buy love or happiness. But it can buy distraction. After meeting Sophia, he will do anything to have her. If only once. 
In Europe, in the months after October 2009, their paths will cross and clash. Ethan, Sophia, and Alistair will need to overcome their pasts, fears, and pains and learn to see themselves through forgiving eyes. Or succumb to their misery. 
Eventually, wishes come true. So do nightmares.


About the Author
Cris graduated from the Pontifical Catholic University of Rio de Janeiro with a Master’s in Business Law and a BA in Fine Arts. She has also studied in England, Switzerland, Italy, and France.
Known for her empowering stories enveloped in heady, sensual romance, Cris lives in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, with her six-foot-six tall husband, two teenage daughters, and Loki, her Shetland sheepdog. In 2011, after twenty-two years of practicing law, Cris decided to give writing a go. And—amazingly—it was just the piece that was missing from the puzzle of her life. Now that she’s hooked, she can’t free herself—and doesn’t want to be freed.
Despite her mother language being Portuguese, Cris writes in English, and her books are being translated to Portuguese, Italian, Spanish, and French. She has earned awards from Literary Classic International and Readers’ Favorite.

When she’s not typing away at new stories, she is reading her favorite authors and pampering her family. Meeting interesting people—in person or online—gives Cris the inspiration for her characters, both the good ones and the bad ones. And, of course, there’s a little bit of her in them as well!
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Spirit Tree - Kathryn M. Hearst (Kindle Scout Winner)

Lifetimes of family secrets. Threats from every direction. A young woman forced to discover the truth.
 
Tessa Lamar, a Southern girl with a crazy family and a brand new college degree, wants nothing more than for her life to finally start. When her uncle dies unexpectedly, she inherits more than his old truck. As lifetimes of family secrets send her carefully planned world into a tailspin, she realizes nothing will ever be the same.
 
After learning that she is not only a Firebird, but also half Nunnehi--the Cherokee equivalent to fairy--Tessa is forced to fight for her life against a conjurer determined to kill her, Tribal Elders trying to manipulate her, a crazier-than-a-bat mother, wolves, snakes, and one pissed off ghost. Worse still, she's caught between a gorgeous blue-eyed cop and a Nunnehi bodyguard who she can't decide if she wants to throttle or kiss. Good thing she was raised by two tough Southern ladies.

The Spirit Tree is the first of the Tessa Lamar Novels, a Paranormal Romance with a Southern twist. If you like down south humor, supernatural creatures, and a healthy dose of romance, then you'll love this series.
  
Buy Kindle Scout winner, The Spirit Tree, and get swept away in a world of magic, creatures, and 
family.
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About the Author

Kathryn M. Hearst is a southern girl with a love of the dark and strange. She has been a storyteller her entire life, as a child, she took people watching to new heights by creating back stories of complete strangers. Besides writing, she has a passion for shoes, vintage clothing, antique British cars, music, musicians and all things musical (including theater). Kate lives in central Florida with her chocolate lab, Jolene; and two rescue pups, Jagger and Roxanne. She is a self-proclaimed nerd, raising a nerdling.

The Order of the Sinistra Dei is her first series and includes titles, Feast of the Epiphany and Feast of Mercy. Kate's novel, The Spirit Tree, won a publishing contract with Kindle Press through the Kindle Scout contest. Her short stories have been published in various anthologies. http://www.kathrynmhearst.com


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Brandon Gray - The Soulstealer's Child & Orison

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Can a human heart overcome a demon soul?
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When soul-eating demons overrun their world, Kaelis, a young seraph warrior, uses the Queen’s ring to open a portal in space and flees with the infant heir to the throne, eventually landing on earth. Unbeknownst to him, Nsark, the demon leader follows, determined to devour the soul of every last seraph, especially the Queen’s heir. When Kaelis hides the baby, Nsark creates the ultimate weapon by fathering his own child, half-human and half-demon: a soul-stealer’s child.
 
Sixteen years later James Cordova is trying to figure out where he fits in. In a last-ditch effort, he joins the school play, where he meets Lucy Carlton. Something deep draws them together and their friendship reveals their hidden pasts: one is an angel, one is half-demon. Aware of their true identities, Lucy and James find themselves pulled into the age-old war between their peoples. Hunted by relentless enemies, and grappling with deep-seated instincts and strange new powers, the they must fight for their lives, their souls, and each other. Can they overcome what they were born to be or will one of them have to make the ultimate sacrifice in order for the other to survive?

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Shunned by the other dryads, Aurianna lives unloved and alone. When a beautiful human named Branson King crashes into a tree and kills her grandmother, the dryads force Aurianna to take an oath that she will find and kill Branson—or die herself. But instead of finding a hardened human heart, Aurianna discovers friendship, affection, and sparks of passion—along with a deadly secret. As her relationship with Branson grows, Aurianna is confronted with a harsh reality: in order to live, she must kill the only person that might ever love her.


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About the Author
Braden Bell earned  a Ph.D. in educational theatre from New York University. He holds a B.A. and M.A. in theatre arts and child drama from Brigham Young University. He and his family live on a quiet, wooded lot in Tennessee, where he teaches theatre and music at a private middle school--the world described in The Kindling and Penumbras (whether his evenings and weekends are spent fighting evil is something he cannot disclose). An experienced performer, Braden enjoys singing, acting, reading, gardening, and long walks with the dog.
Braden enjoys interacting with readers on his blog, or on Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook.  He's available for schools assemblies, classroom visits, and book clubs in person or via Skype. You can contact him by leaving a message here.Thanks for joining us at Tears of Crimson. Home to Bestselling Author Michelle Hughes,and all the Friends of Crimson!

a dark Journey into the Light - Josef

Title: a dark Journey into the Light Author: Josef Series: StandaloneGenre: Autobiography Publisher: Self – Published Release Date: Sept 17 2016Edition/Formats: eBook Blurb/Synopsis: A dark Journey into the light is the true story of a man who, for sixty years, led a double life.Josef is lost in a secret world of sexual gratification, a true-life Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, unable to halt the “roller coaster of conflicting emotional extremes that never stopped long enough for me to get off.” “I gave myself to that sexual playground completely, and loved every minute of it when it was happening. It was only afterwards that spikes of shame, guilt, and self-¬loathing would be driven deep into my heart.” He traces the beginnings of his obsession to his childhood, where his natural innocent curiosity and need for exploration were at odds with his Catholic upbringing and the view of his extremely repressed mother, both of whom regarded the human body as ‘dirty’ and ‘shameful’. For sixty years, Josef lived a secret double life. The only people who knew about this other life were the professional mistresses, trannies, and prostitutes with whom he indulged every conceivable sexual fantasy. No one in his ‘other’ life had any idea of who he really was or the things he did. Yet his secret life claimed a terrible toll. The failure of his first marriage. The loss of his son. The loss of his beloved second wife. Only after extensive therapy was he finally able to see and feel the light of compassion, and allow the healing energy of forgiveness to begin taking away the pain. In his journey, Josef explores an astonishing variety of topics. In addition to sexual addiction and the hidden world of BDSM, he delves into the burden of guilt of the Catholic Church, fear, political correctness, non-¬judgment, love and loss, philosophy, the soul, spiritual awakening, and healing. This is the journey of an ordinary man lost in an extraordinary secret, dark world, who ultimately finds his way out of the tangled mess through the power of love and forgiveness.


A Dark Journey into the Light was a lifetime in the making and more than 2 years in the writing. One of the biggest issues in life is sex and people usually make a choice. They either follow their desires, or they don't. This book looks at the issues that arose, and the conflict of emotions I had to deal with when I chose both, although it more correctly felt like theychose me. Life became an exercise in learning about myself by exploring what "lies beneath" as it reared it’s head and found it’s way to the surface. There was no way around the exploration because the battle for supremacy raging between the two was inside me. What was the war all about and what would become of me? This book is about my journey of continuing self-discovery as I move through the mystery we call life.The book is an autobiography so it's pretty much all about me and who I am. I suppose there are a few small things that aren't covered. For instance, I like dogs and horses and I love gardening. I'm a country boy and grew up with spiders and snakes, and although I'm not keen on spiders if one crawls up my trouser leg they don't freak me out either. A snake up the trouser leg though would be a different story! Think “a hillbilly version of River Dance.” I love long hikes over the mountains or across the plains. Just as long as I'm walking somewhere, but at times I wonder if I'm just trying to leave something behind.A Dark Journey into the Light is an interesting and thought provoking book for anyone who has ever questioned urges and desires familiar to us all. It provides interesting insights into the workings of the mind of a sex addict. We are much more than what we feel, and less than what we think. This book explores the healing that is possible when we find balance between the two.

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Note from the AuthorThis is the story of my life. It has not been fabricated, exaggerated, or embellished in any way. It’s the raw truth and I’m not really sure why I’m writing it, but my therapist thinks it’s a good idea, and I can understand her reasoning about that. Writing down my life’s story might simply be a part of the healing process, so I can finally move on with my life and live it like a normal person.All my life I’ve wished for nothing more than just to be normal, as I’ve looked around and envied other people’s untroubled lives. At least that is how they appear on the surface. We can all be quite certain that most people harbor some secrets in their lives. Those secrets might be small things they regret or feel ashamed about. I wish people did not need to have secrets and live in fear and guilt about their lives, because most things people hide from are not worth the stress, but I guess I’m the same.Maybe I should be able to shout from the rooftops, and tell the world I’m not afraid or ashamed of my life, but in my heart I know many people will stand in judgment of me. At the same time, I know deep down a lot of people would applaud my courage if I did so, even if their own fears prevented them from supporting me publicly. Therein lies the problem.If you stand outside society’s norm you stand alone, through social judgment and fear. Maybe I should just include it all in the category of fear, and leave judgment out of it, considering all judgment has its roots in fear.Fear; the prime mover for almost every expression in our lives. What would it be like to be free of fear?Everyone has their problems, and people go through a great deal of pain and suffering. I personally know people I would not trade places with for anything on earth. We are all plagued by similar run-of-the-mill issues, such as marriage breakups, financial problems, health issues, and everything else that goes with living on this planet, as we try to coexist with a whole lot of people. With most of them we have almost nothing in common, except a pattern of similar reactions that maintain a reasonable level of “sanity” in society. And it is all bound in fear.It doesn’t sound like much of a way to live, but if you question people about their lives and propose the idea that they are living in fear, almost all of them will disagree. Some will even become angry, and possibly violent, if you dare to start a debate with them on the issue. The cruel irony is they won’t see, even then, that their reaction to the idea of their lives being based on fear is in itself a fear-based reaction.So why don’t I tell people about my life? Why don’t I stand up, step out of the shadows society creeps around in, and put my trust in people to accept my life?Simple. People cannot be trusted.Everyone knows this because everyone has a secret. The only variable is the size of the secret, and mine would attract a massive excess baggage fee if I packed it in a suitcase and boarded a plane.I’ve experienced, or still do to some degree, all those problems I spoke about: divorce, health, finance, and so on. I’m not saying my life is difficult in the main, and in fact I often count myself lucky, giving thanks for my life and the many things I enjoy, because unlike some others, at least I have my health. I can walk, talk, eat, see, and hear. I also have a brain that works well enough, which gives me the opportunity to make something of myself, and do something with my life. I really cannot complain, so what makes my life so different my therapist thinks it’s a good idea to write it down?I don’t think the aspect of my life in question is particularly unusual, or different, from that of a large percentage of the population, so I guess it comes down to a question of degree and scope. When I consider those factors I can’t help feeling my life has been a little unusual to say the least, and a lot unusual to “say the most”.There’s no doubt my life could, and would, be summed up by a lot of people with words like sick, deviant, gross, pathetic, abhorrent, disgusting, depraved, and so on.These words are not new to me. I’ve tarred myself with every one of them over the years, and nobody else could project the depth of feeling in them more strongly than I have against myself. That projection evoked feelings of shame, guilt, unworthiness, and self-loathing that cannot be imagined. Even if I told you it’s impossible to imagine the things I’ve done, and then gave you a hint, you still would not guess at the depth and breadth of my life experience.I’ve written about this in a way that tries to depict how I felt at the time and how I feel now, and can only use words or terms that make that possible. This book is not for the prudish or faint-hearted, so if you like your reality painted over and sugar-coated, then this is not for you, and I suggest you make a nice cup of tea and watch re-runs of Days of Our Lives instead.I’m not complaining about my lot, and in some strange way I have even come to appreciate it after all this time. All I want now is to make some sense of it and possibly enrich the remainder of my life, and maybe even help someone else with theirs.*It all seemed to begin harmlessly enough as a young child in primary school but when I was a young teenager, an innocent conversation with my mother raised the idea in me that my turbulent, obsessive journey had actually begun when I was just a baby. I explore this in chapter 5.In time I had no doubt about this, and it often led me to wonder whether it was some kind of karmic load I was unloading, or if I was building up a karmic load that would crush the life out of my soul.This question would plague me throughout the decades to come, but whatever the explanation, I was powerless to do anything about it. All I could do was hang in, and hang on, as I plunged headlong through a chaotic world of sensory self-gratification.Where do I even start to give someone an idea of the duality of the life I have lived for as long as I can remember? There is that old cliché about starting at the beginning, and it may be right, but let’s just skip ahead for a moment, because honestly, if I’m going to write this down I don’t have time for norms or clichés.Skipping ahead will also give me a clear reminder of why I’m writing this, and what I’m writing about. I’ll come back later and try to join some dots to give a clearer picture of what it always felt like to me: a life unlived. Is that too dramatic, to call it a life unlived? I lived something, didn’t I?We all have some notion of what life should be like, or what we wish it was like, but in my mind and heart my life never measured up to any of my wishes. It just never felt like living. It felt like I was trapped in some kind of time warp, or parallel universe, where I could only watch my life happening around me as though it was someone else’s. But it is what it is.Ooops, that sounds like a cliché.

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First Kill - Mary Abshire

BLURB: Andrew enjoys the company of women, perhaps too much. The council in heaven has had enough of his sexual promiscuities and they've sentenced him to return to earth to destroy demons. To make matters more difficult, if he has sex with a woman he has to stay an extra year. Without clothes, money, or food, his task seems impossible.
Emily is in a world of trouble. She leaves her family, job, and home in Chicago to start a new life. As she’s driving along a country road, she discovers a naked man lying in the middle of it. He’s incredibly built, sculpted to perfection, and blessed with a fine package south of his navel. When he asks for her help, she can’t resist.
Over the next several days, Emily’s sanity is tested. Andrew struggles to keep his hands to himself. Emily seeks the truth from Andrew while he endeavors to kill a demon. What she discovers frightens her. Angels, demons, heaven and hell exist. Determined to help Emily change her future, Andrew offers her a deal. But is heaven the best eternal resting place?




EXCERPT 1
The silence in the room threatened his sanity. Finding the remote near the TV, he took it and pressed the power button. The flat screen was small, but it had a better picture compared to the boxy television sets.He kicked off his shoes before he scooted back over the mattress. The bed was bouncy and would be perfect for having sex. A shame he couldn’t make use of his resources. After propping the pillows behind him, he flipped through the channels on the TV. He found an episode of Seinfeld playing. He remembered watching the sitcom when it had first aired in 1989. The comedy always made him laugh.Later, a show called Friends came on. The sitcom kept him entertained until his phone vibrated in his pocket. He hurried to pull it out in case it was Emily. When he finally removed the cell, he noticed a message from her on the screen.Made it back to the hotel. How are you doing?Smiling at the wonders of modern technology, he replied, Watching Friends. It’ not bad.He set the phone on his thigh and resumed watching the show. A minute later, a new text from her appeared.Ick. Friends is old.He prepared a quick response. New to me.Her next message arrived promptly. Seriously? Don’t they have TV in heaven?Nope, he replied.He held the cell, waiting for her to respond.OMG! How did you get by without TV?? What do people do without TV??He typed his reply. There are theatres people perform in. Most people are busy with jobs, going out with friends, having sex, spending time with family, traveling, having fun, having more sex… What’s OMG?He placed the phone on his leg. He shook his foot as the time passed. When his phone didn’t vibrate, he pressed the button to make sure he hadn’t missed anything. The screen showed the normal picture of a field of flowers. Sad she hadn’t replied, he returned his attention to the television. But after a few minutes, he couldn’t tolerate watching the show any longer. He missed talking to Emily, even if it was only by instant messaging.He lifted the phone and sent her a new communication. What are you doing?Boredom started to take hold of him. He left the phone on the bed and began pacing in the room. The urge to call her was like an itch he desperately needed to scratch, but he didn’t want to be a nuisance. He kept glancing at the phone, hoping it would buzz with a response from her. When it finally did, he dove over the bed to claim the cell.Getting clothes ready for tomorrow. Heading into shower soon. OMG is oh my god. I’m stunned there’s no TV in heaven.Her message instantly brightened his mood. He entered his reply. Who needs TV when there are better things to do? What are you going to wear tomorrow?He placed the phone aside and then laid his head sideways on top of his arm. So she was staying busy. That was good to know. At least she hadn’t decided to leave him stranded. He’d thought she might, especially after she tried to give him several wads of cash. He didn’t want her money. It was hers to begin with. Just because he’d won it didn’t make it his. Besides, he’d rather be with her than have any amount of money.The phone buzzed. He jerked his head up to look at the screen.Black dress with a wide belt. Nothing fancy.He imagined her wearing a sexy black outfit that reached above her knees and had a low neckline to reveal her cleavage. Wait a minute. He didn’t want her to wear anything sexy for the demon. If she was going to pretty herself up, it should be for him.No need to dress to impress. Jeans will be fine, he replied.Now, if she dressed up nice for him, Andrew would have to let his fingers explore her body, starting with her thighs. Then again, maybe he should start with her neck and drag his touch down between her breasts. The mere thought gave him a boner.A new message arrived from her. Not taking any chances. This dirtbag needs to go. Don’t lead him on too much, Andrew sent back to her.Define too much. Is kissing too much? Is letting him feel me up too much? FYI, leading him is the game plan.Andrew’s eyes widened. She had to be kidding around. God, he hoped she was. He quickly typed a response. No touching. No kissing. If he tries, walk away. No, run!His pulse sped as he thought about the demon touching her. He’d rip the demon’s heart out. No one was allowed to lay a finger on Emily.A new message arrived. LOL. Chillax angel baby. I’m not into demons.He chuckled as he prepared a reply. Are you into angels? I may know someone. He’s a good guy. Hot. Well hung. I think you’d like him.He turned onto his side and propped his head up with his balled hand. Although he wasn’t sure what LOL stood for, he guessed it wasn’t a bad thing.LMFAO!He stared at the letters, clueless as to what they stood for. What does that mean? Is that code for you want to bop his brains out?After he sent the message, he tried to make up words for each letter. L could stand for let’s. M could be short for make. F could be for fun or funny. A could stand for apples and O for oranges. Let’s make funny apples and oranges. Maybe it was the latest phrase people used.OMG I am LMFAO. Seriously!!



EXCERPT 2
Relief flowed through her, having shared the truth. Now if she could only get him to do the same. “Yeah, my story’s not nearly as interesting as yours.”“I disagree. What kind of person gets punished in heaven for having sex with too many women? I don’t think it gives me a good image.”His words were not what she wanted to hear.“So that’s it? They sent you back because of that?” she asked.“Well… In all honesty, this was my third sentence. I guess the council had had enough with me.”“Third sentence?” The story just kept improving.“The first one I spent twenty years in London. The council thought by sending me away from my family and friends that I’d change. The second time they sent me to a men’s academy for five years.”“Is that like some kind of military facility?”“Something like that, but no weapons or fighting, of course. Female secretaries worked in the office and they took a liking to me.”“And you’re not the kind of guy to turn a lady down, I suppose.”“No, I’m not.”“So everything you said at the bar was true?” She still didn’t believe him. His story was too unreal.“Yes. They sent me back to kill six demons. An extra year will be added to my sentence for every woman I have sex with while I’m here.”“That must be hard for you.”He didn’t respond, but he kept staring at her. Frustrated, she shook her head and looked away. Why couldn’t he tell her the truth? That’s all she wanted.“How would anyone even know if you were having sex?” she asked.“Before they sent me back, they injected me with these … fluids. One of them was a way for them to monitor and communicate with me. The other had something in it to knock me out too. I was unconscious within a few minutes of the shot. I’m not sure which contained holy water, but it had to be in one of the two vials.”“Holy water?”“So the demon will be destroyed once I touch it.”“Ah,” she said as she tilted her head back. “So they can monitor what you do?”“Yes.”“Hmm…”“You still don’t believe me. Do you?” he asked.“No, I don’t. It sounds too unbelievable.”“So then it has to be a lie?” he questioned.“Angels don’t exist. God doesn’t exist. If there was one, he wouldn’t let people hurt people.”“Free will is a bitch to deal with,” he said.“Yeah, whatever.”




EXCERPT 3
He lifted the visor before he turned to his new lady friend. “Thank you for the ride.” “What’s your name?” she asked.“Andrew.”She glimpsed at him. “Andy what?”“It’s Andrew, not Andy,” he said, a bit testy.“Oh, sorry. What’s your last name?”“Just call me Andrew.”She pressed her lips together and frowned. He sensed her discontent, but he didn’t see a point in sharing his full name.“What’s your name?” he asked.“Emily.”He noticed she avoided gazing at him. Did his nakedness bother her? He wondered if she was bashful. Surely, she didn’t think he had an unappealing body. But he couldn’t be certain. Maybe if he had something to hide his erection she would be more willing to look at him. “You wouldn’t happen to have any extra clothes, would you? Preferably for a man.” He looked behind her seat and spotted a cover and a bag containing bottles of water.“No, but there’s a blanket in the back you can use for now.”He twisted and reached between the seats. His arm brushed against hers and she inched away from him. After he pulled the blanket to the front, he placed it over his lap.The dark road had a lot of hills and curves. He hadn’t seen a single vehicle in either direction. Since they hadn’t passed many houses, he guessed they were far from a city. But where? And what year was it? Did Earth look the same since he’d left it in 1989? He wished the sun were shining so could he see more. She peeked at him from the corner of her eyes. “This is just too weird.”“What?”She took her eyes off the road briefly. “You.”“So you don’t stumble across naked men in the road very often?”She grinned and he thought it went well with her face. He would encourage her to smile more often.“No, you’re the first,” she said. “How did you end up without any clothes in the middle of some country road?”“If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me.”The temptation to feed her some story played in his mind. If he told her the truth, she might pull over and force him to get out. He needed help and right now, she was his only chance at getting it.“Try me,” she said.“Could you first tell me what year it is?”Her brows scrunched. “2016.”“Oh.” He nodded. “Good.”He inhaled a relieving breath. Since he’d only been gone twenty-seven years, he suspected he could fit back into society with ease.

EXCERPT 4
He moved closer to her. “What is that?” He pointed at the screen.“Skype is an online tool people use to communicate with other people anywhere in the world.”“Like a visual phone call?”“Where have you been? This isn’t new. It’s been around for years.”The screen changed again. Intrigued by her actions, he watched her drag her finger over the flat pad, press a button, and then start typing ‘Harold Dillons’ in the box on the screen. She hit a key and a new screen appeared within seconds. She moved the page down by pressing the arrow on the keyboard.“It’s amazing how quickly you can get information,” he said while he enjoyed breathing in her soft, sea-breeze scent.“Yeah, well, if it’s public knowledge, we can get access to it. I’m not seeing any articles from newspapers about this guy. Right now, he’s just an ordinary person. I want to know where he works, what car he drives, does he have good credit or bad credit, does he have a criminal record…”“Can Troy find that information out?”“Troy has access to resources that we don’t. He can get the information without risking any harm to himself.”She brought up a new window on the screen. “We can get a close up view of his house.” She typed the address on the line.A small picture of a house appeared along with a map. Emily clicked to zoom in closer on the map. A larger, clearer image of the brick home showed up.“That’s his house,” she said.“That is?” He leaned closer, brushing his arm against hers.“Hey, sit back.” She brought the laptop to the edge of the table.Together, they stared at the red brick home. It sat on a hill with the one-car garage on the main level. Above the garage was a porch. Two separate flights of concrete stairs led to the front door in the center of the house. The small yard was steep with mostly bushes. A window stuck out on the other side of the door. The home resembled a small bungalow.Emily clicked on an arrow and the focus changed to the house next door. She clicked on a different arrow and the image jumped in the opposite direction.“The neighborhood looks crowded. See how close the houses are?” she asked.“How can you see his house and the ones next door?”She turned and her mouth was inches away from him. “Have you ever used a computer before?”He tried not to look at her pink lips, but he couldn't resist. He fought the urge to claim them. “No, but I’ve seen plenty.”“It’s easy to use. If you want to look at a map, you type Google Maps in the box. If you want to look up a person’s name, just enter the name in the box. It’s called a search field. Whatever you enter will start a search after you press the return button.” She pointed to the key. “Even if you have a question, you can just enter your question and you’ll get a list of responses. They may not be accurate, though. You have to weed through the links.”She veered her attention back to him. He stared at her eyes. The blue tint captivated him and offered him a sense of tranquility. He lowered his gaze to her mouth. As if she were a magnet, he felt a strong lure toward her. His heart gained beats while blood rushed through him and focused on one particular spot on his body. She inched closer to him and he could feel her warm breath. He wanted her, wanted to mold his mouth to hers and suck on her precious tongue. But he knew he couldn’t stop there. He’d have to have more and he presumed she would too. Against everything that he yearned for, he backed away from her and rose.







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Just One Kiss - Amelia Whitmore (Kindle Scout Winner)

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Sometimes hurtful remarks are easier to believe than the truth...


That's what Annie Holden realizes after her family belittles her weight and the hottest guy in high school--her first big crush--humiliates her in front of the entire senior class.

Fast-forward to now, Annie has left that insecure girl far behind as she starts her freshman year at college, or so she thought....

When she meets Brayden Clark, those old insecurities resurface with a vengeance.

Brayden's gorgeous, athletic, and confident. Basically, everything that Annie's not. Curvy girls like Annie don't date handsome jocks like Braydon. And falling for a guy like him is certainly not on her college to-do list. Because Annie has vowed to never fall in love again.

Being alone is safer for her fragile heart, and those walls surrounding it might be tough to break, but Brayden isn't giving up without a fight. Keeping him in the friend-zone won't be easy and Annie's resolve weakens each time they meet. Brayden brings out a side of Annie that she never knew existed...a girl she hardly recognizes--one that is beautiful and self-assured. If only Annie could see herself through his eyes.

Can one heart-melting kiss win her heart? And will it change both their lives forever?

About the Author:  Amelia Whitmore graduated as a librarian and has worked for a few years in one of the biggest libraries of her city, but her long lasting dream has always been to publish the stories she has been writing ever since she understood the meaning of love and romance. At the age of 26 years old, she finally managed to accomplish her dream

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Take the Body and Run - Jada Ryker (Kindle Scout Winner)

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"TAKE THE BODY AND RUN is a fast-paced ride with a sparkling character and written in a new, original voice. This is a don't-miss debut."
-Carolyn Haines, USA Today bestselling author of Pluto's Snitch and Sarah Booth Delaney


~*~  2016 Kindle Scout Winner ~*~

Macey's first day in the college employee relations department ends with a knife at her throat.

Macey is certain things can't get any worse. She's wrong. An angry employee vows to put her on an online hit list. When he turns up dead, she's a suspect--and on the hit list. 

To keep her secrets and her life, Macey partners with two unexpected allies who cause her pulse to race with steamy attraction--and exasperating annoyance. Vince, a handsome, driven lawman, digs up more than just clues to the brutal murder. Brett, a fun-loving pathologist with a deadly sense of humor, drives everyone crazy with his fart machine-will travel. Macey's supersized black cat Wikket, possessing courage, curiosity, and crankiness in equal portions, assists in his own grumpy, feline fashion, golden eyes open and claws extended.                                                                                                                                                                                                
Macey Malloy Mysteries with a Chick-Lit TwistPrequel: "Two Tickets to Paradise" (FREE in Winter Solstice, an anthology by Kindle Press authors)Book One: Take the Body and RunBook Two: Take a Walk on the Dead Side
About the Author:  
I spent the first twenty-odd years of my life in rural Kentucky, many of those years without electricity or running water. In my writings, I draw upon my early years of deprivation. Along with one of my protagonists, Marisa Adair (the Takes a Dare series), I did not know people ate three meals a day until I started school.
To help me better understand my childhood as well as to “give back,” I completed volunteer work in a domestic violence shelter. Understanding the puzzle of abusers and their victims involves such complex factors as religion, culture, self-esteem, and cycles of abuse and victimization which may span generations. In my volunteer role, I helped abused women work on their job searching, resume writing, and interview skills. When I asked women to name one positive thing about themselves, it was heartbreaking to see the women struggle to come up with just one good trait or strength.
Now, I live in central Kentucky with my wonderful husband and our cat, rescued from the animal shelter. In spite of her humble beginnings, the cat rules the household and is also a kleptomaniac. Once, she stole a Bluetooth and hid it under the couch. It took her humans several days to locate her ill-gotten booty.
In my day job, I work in higher education. It hurts my heart to see young adults on staggering under tremendous student loan debt. I encourage people to find other ways to finance their educations. While working full-time in a gas station and going to school full-time, I earned my bachelor's degree in business administration. Using the tuition plan at work, I subsequently earned my masters degree in public administration.
I love feedback from readers, both one-on-one and through customer reviews on Amazon.com. Connect with me to share your thoughts about my books here on my website www.JadaRyker.com or email me at Jada_Ryker@yahoo.com.
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BLEED BLUE 69

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BLEED BLUE 69 is a story written by 25 Authors from one SEXY Police Station and it’s all for Charity. 
Spend your holidays with the brave men and women of Precinct 69 protecting citizens and stealing hearts in the Big Apple. 
These authors have joined forces to bring you their stories—some sweet, some dangerously hot—but all for a great cause. 
These NYC police officers will keep you warm on a winter’s night, make you sweat in the most delicious way possible, and have you wishing for your very own set of cuffs. Only further begging the question: Can anyone resist a hero in uniform?

Excerpt:
A low groan escaped my throat. “Just remember who started this,” I warned before I nipped at her jaw. My hands found her ass and I gave a gentle squeeze before lifting her up onto the counter.
Tess flashed me a devastating grin and it was over. All my anger faded. Replaced by carnal need.
My heart thumped erratically as my cock pulsed against my pants, growing hard. A delightful shiver of desire ran through her as I reached for the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head, tossing it to the kitchen floor. The white lacy bra she wore, a stark contrast to her olive skin, was a tease. She liked for everyone to think she was such a lady, but only I knew the truth. Tess spread her thighs wider and wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me flush against her. My erection pressed into the hot center of her core. I could feel the heat through the thin material of our sweats.
“Hold on to me,” I commanded as I lifted her off the counter enough to yank her bottoms and panties past her hips before I set her back down.
Tess squealed. “The counter is freezing!”
“You won’t be cold for long,” I growled, my voice laced with primal desire as I lay her back against the counter the rest of the way.
I held one of her dainty shoulders with one hand and slowly trailed my other hand downward, skimming the front of her torso, over the swell of her breasts to her jeweled belly button. Leaning forward I flicked the tiny diamond with my tongue as my fingers snaked between her thighs, followed by my mouth—placing flesh-searing kisses in my wake until I settled between her legs and buried my face between her thighs. Her hands stroked my bald head as moans filled the kitchen, drowning out Ami’s whines and scratching sounds from the other side of the bedroom door.
We lost track of time—of the world going on around us. The only thing that mattered—was us. Our heavy pants filled the air—and the damn dog’s howls. We laughed and smiled as our bodies exploded in fiery sensations, our souls colliding in passion and love.




AUTHORS AND THEIR AMAZON PAGE LINKS:
 Alexis Alvarez  (Author), Josie Bordeaux  (Author), Rebecca Brooke  (Author), Emme Burton  (Author),M.C. Cerny  (Author), Sarah M. Cradit  (Author), Chelle C. Craze  (Author), Jami Denise  (Author), Lisa Edward  (Author), Mary Catherine Gebhard  (Author), Rochelle Paige  (Author), ZB Heller  (Author), Vanessa Marie  (Author), Glenna Maynard  (Author), Kristen Hope Mazzola  (Author), Morgan Jane Mitchell  (Author),Jenni Moen  (Author), Alexis Noelle  (Author), Brandy L Rivers  (Author), Katherine Rhodes (Author), Emerson Shaw  (Author), Kacey Shea  (Author), M. Stratton  (Author), Madison Street  (Author), Felicia Tatum (Author)


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