Nadia Gonzalez has too much at stake to fall for her boss. But billionaire entrepreneur Matt Richmond has a way of getting past her defenses. Too bad what’s amazing in the bedroom is bad for Richmond Industries—especially when tabloid rumors threaten to destroy Nadia’s career. Can she trust Matt to stand by her… or must business come first?
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“The feeling I have in this very moment, after not seeing her for so long, will haunt me forever, reminding me why I left to begin with.”
For as long as I can remember, Easton Crews has been off-limits. As much as it kills me, that’s never going to change.
After his little disappearing act three years ago, then suddenly showing up out of nowhere, I shouldn’t want anything to do with him.
It doesn’t matter how beautiful he still is. Or how close we once were. It shouldn’t matter that my entire body lights on fire with need whenever he gets close.
He chose the worst possible time to leave without so much as a goodbye.
However, just like the first day he walked into our home, I’m drawn to him, needing him near me just as badly as I need air to breathe, and I can’t stand it.
I want to hate him. I know I should hate him. But hating him is the last thing he’ll let me do.
I push, he pulls harder, until I’m completely wrapped up in him, my mind lost in the one person who is forbidden—the one person I’ve always loved, even when he belonged to someone else.
Easton was never meant to be mine. It took me years to come to terms with that and now that I finally have, he’s here, right in front of me, more irresistible than ever.
The part I fear the most about that—he’s the one person capable of completely wrecking my world.
“I’m not leaving until you take all of your hate out on me. Let me feel it. All of it. Every dirty look. Every nasty word. I will have it all before I leave. Stop hiding from me.”
Wear a wire, fake a name, and seduce the billionaire responsible for sending her late father’s business into a death spiral. While Faye isn’t excited about her brothers’ plan, and definitely unsure of her ability to seduce anyone, let alone a playboy billionaire, she’ll do anything to save the last remaining link to her father.
But Gavin Walsh isn’t who she thought he’d be. He’s smart, funny, and kind. Worst of all, she might be falling for him. But if he ever finds out who she is and what she’s done, he’ll be furious. If she fails, her brothers will be furious. What’s a girl to do?
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Scars don’t always heal…
Jesse Mason chose duty over love and endured the hell of captivity comforted only with thoughts of the woman he left behind. Though the physical damage has healed, the emotional battle continues now that he’s home. He fakes happy and whole until Ellie is thrust back into his life. She’s everything he ever wanted but can never have. Getting wrapped up in her problems is not an option, but neither is leaving her in danger.
Without her he’d be nothing.
Scars aren’t always visible…
Ellie Travers salvaged her scarred heart and landed headfirst in a horrible marriage. Now divorced, broke, and desperate to care for her ailing mother, she accepts the only job offered—Office Manager at The Arsenal. Working for the man who broke her heart should be simple compared to escaping a hellacious marriage. But only she can help Jesse win the final war for his soul, and she’ll do anything to save him—even at the risk of losing herself.
The battle lines have been drawn. Together they must navigate the minefields of love and sacrifice because failure is not an option.
women stilled. Addy chuckled as she entered and leaned against the
wall beside Levi.
isn’t a show. Get the fuck out,” he repeated.
happening,” Addy said. The redheaded operative terrified the hell
out of Ellie. She was like Wonder Woman, if Wonder Woman had also
been James Bond. Maybe? Either way, she was so kickass she gave every
operative at The Arsenal pause.
Vi’s husband Jud—and he’d been an assassin. Yikes.
swallowed as she processed the protective solidarity of her new
friends—her tribe. The fact that she had one was a shock. She’d
only ever had Jesse as a friend. Then he’d gone, and she’d had…
a reason you’re coming in here like you’re about to start World
War III?” Vi asked. “Your growl doesn’t scare me, Jesse.”
scared Vi. All the women gathered around Ellie were amazing—each in
her own unique way. The fact that any one of them had friended her
was wild. All of them?
dropped something on her desk. Her pulse quickened as she watched the
small object bounce a couple times then roll to a stop by her
stapler. Silence descended as everyone looked at the piece of metal.
and Vi cursed. Bree reached out and grabbed it.
are you bringing this in and getting mad at Ellie?” The blonde
looked at Ellie. “Why is he bringing this to you?”
took a moment to snap the pieces together. Someone had shot her tire
out. It hadn’t been a blowout. Fear crawled through her, but the
anger doused it quickly enough.
son of a bitch.
has a loud mouth,” she muttered, unsure what else to say.
Don’t put this on Medina. He did what you
should’ve done,” Jesse said.
she should have called us when this shit went down instead of
changing her tire on the side of the road after someone shot it out,”
Levi commented from the wall.
got Cord and Zoey finding the footage now,” Jesse said. “You want
to tell me who shot your tire out and why?”
shook her head. “I didn’t know it was shot out. I thought it was
a blowout. I swear.”
happened?” Jesse’s voice was low, but gritty like he’d
swallowed sandpaper. His green gaze flickered with rage. His entire
body vibrated with unspent anger. She’d never fully understood how,
but she could read him easily.
do this here or in the whiteboard room with the rest of the crew that
isn’t here,” Vi said.
moved to her side of the desk and grasped her arm. Though his touch
was gentle, he’d grabbed the same area Phil had used to yank her
from the truck. Pain sliced through her body. A sound rose from her
gaze darkened as he removed his hand and rolled her sleeve up.
not much time had passed, bruises were forming in a distinct pattern.
struck the room. Everyone started talking at once.
leaned down until he was in her personal space. “You and I need to
have a conversation about this, Peanut. You want to do this with just
you and me, or do you want them involved? Either way they’ll know
whatever you tell me.”
sat in plenty of Arsenal briefings. The Masons, the women gathered
around her, and the team leaders all converged and went over every
speck of detail about a case. No stone went unturned. They hacked
their way into impossible-to-get intel without thought.
and Vi led the discussions and used the system they’d created.
HERA. Ellie didn’t fully understand it, but Marshall and Nolan had
both told her every government organization and country in the world
stupid problems with Phil didn’t need their level of intensity. He
was a pissant compared to the real terrorists, drug lords, regimes,
militias, spies, assassins, and dictatorships they battled on a
regular basis. Nolan said Mary and Vi had never failed on a mission.
While Ellie really, really wanted kickass commandoes like Jesse and
The Arsenal kicking Phil’s ass, more important and deserving people
needed them more.
doesn’t shoot out tires,” Jesse said. “Nothing doesn’t leave
marks on you.”
Born in small-town Texas, Cara Carnes was a princess, a pirate, fashion model, actress, rock star and Jon Bon Jovi’s wife all before the age of 13.
In reality, her fascination for enthralling worlds took seed somewhere amidst a somewhat dull day job and a wonderful life filled with family and friends. When she’s not cemented to her chair, Cara loves travelling, photography and reading.
Juliet needs to feast, to appease the thirst cursed upon her by a former lover. She picks her victim, a strong, sexy MMA fighter she’s never heard of. After a night of mind blowing passion, she prepares her attack.
Except he isn’t an everyday, ordinary average guy.
He’s a god.
More specifically, he’s the Greek god of war.
And he’ll move heaven and hell, defy his parents and destroy all in his way to make her his.
Juliet felt the ache resonate through her body before her senses came to her. It had been a long time since sex left her hurting. It wasn’t that Ares was rough with her. On the contrary, he was the most gentle and tender lover she ever had in the few centuries she walked this cursed planet. But they went all night with very few moments to rest. It had to be just before dawn when she fell asleep on his shoulder.
She clenched her eyes closed tight. Ares. The Greek god of war. She thought she had lined up another victim to feast on. The fighter she chose was quite a specimen for a mortal man. Except he wasn’t a man. He was a god. A fucking Greek god. Fabulous.
She let out a tiny moan at the feel of silk against her naked skin. She didn’t remember this from the hotel bed the night before. Had the sex made her that delirious? She didn’t think so. She yawned as she slowly fluttered her eyes open.
Above her was the bluest skin she’d ever seen. It was peppered with white, fluffy, cotton ball like clouds. The stream of sunshine warmed her. Memories of her past life, of days in the French court filled her mind. It felt peaceful.
Her heart slammed into her throat then pounded uncontrollably. She whimpered. Sunlight meant death. That son of a bitch knew she was a vampire. He left her out in the sunlight to die. She trembled violently as she frowned. As high up as it was, she should have already been dead. Where the hell was she? She searched around her frantically.
“Good morning, sleepyhead.”
Juliet searched around her as she tugged the blood red silk sheet to her naked body. There might have been a clear, blue sky above her but the walls were rock. It took a few moments to take everything in. Finally, her gaze stopped on Ares staring down from the ledge above her. She groaned as she slowly calmed down. The image of him dressed in tight fitting jeans and a nineties band t-shirt set loose the lust in her again.
Juliet bit her lip. “Where am I?” She pointed to the ceiling. “And what is that?”
Ares studied her then descended the stone staircase from above. “The sun was just about to come up. I didn’t figure you’d want to stick around until it did. Here, you’re safe. It’s a little past noon right now and look, you’re still here and kicking.” He looked up at the ceiling. “And that is an illusion. I’m a god. I thought I would do something nice for you. It’s probably been awhile since you’ve seen a summer sky.”
“Just before the French Revolution.”
“So you’re French. Nice.”
“Why did you bring me here?”
Ares stopped at the foot of the large, round bed she was lying in and crossed his arms over his broad chest. “I told you. The sun was coming up.”
She cocked her head to the side, letting her ebony curls fall down her bare shoulder. “You could have sent me back to my place. Or just let me burn to ashes at sun up. Try again.”
He smirked at her. “I told you. You belong to me. You are mine. No mortal can fuck me like you did. Besides, we share the same staple to our existence. Blood. You drink it. I shed it.”
Tricia Andersen lives in Iowa with her husband and her three children. She graduated from the University of Iowa with a Bachelor of Arts in English and from Kirkwood Community College with an Associate of Arts degree in Communications Media/Public Relations.
For the past five years, Tricia has been a member of Hard Drive Performance Center in Cedar Rapids, Iowa, an affiliate of Roufusport in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. She has experience in kickboxing and currently trains in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. Even though she has never competed in an MMA cage, she’s witnessed and been a part of a fighter’s journey from fight camp to their walk to the cage. She also has competed in jiu jitsu.
(Heaven on Earth Book #4) Genre: Contemporary Romance – Interracial
Noah Braddock – Nothing can stop me from completing the mission. Being a Navy SEAL is in my blood and I’ve never regretted my career choice. Until the day she walked into my life. Her voice soothed my soul. The soft touch of her hands set my skin ablaze with the need to keep her forever. When the day came that I had to leave, I had every intention to return. Then came the day I realized I couldn’t. Ripping my heart from my chest, I knew it was better if I walked away. Years later, I’m back to reclaim what’s mine. I’ve returned to the woman who owns my heart, my soul, and my happiness.
Janae Hayward – All my life I’ve been a good girl. Followed the lead of my parents, my church, and my community. Until the day he walked into my life. It was the first time my heart and soul were in alignment. He showed me what it meant to be fully desired. I craved him. I needed him. I loved him. Then he left without a backward glance, shattering me into a million pieces. Forced to become stronger than I’d been before he entered my world, I’m committed to moving on with my life. When he returns, it’s time to decide if holding on to the pain is worth the heartache, or if I’m strong enough to grab hold of my future and never let go.
Reana Malori is a Bestselling Author of Multicultural / Interracial Contemporary Romance. She weaves romance stories that pull the reader into her world, and helps them share in her universe, even if only for a short time. She began her writing journey in 2009, releasing her first novella, To Love a Marine. Since then, she has released more than 30 books of varying lengths, to include Weekend Fling, Escape to Heaven, Finding Faith, and Conall. Reana currently resides in Montclair, Virginia with her husband and two sons who keep her busy laughing, having fun, and making sure she doesn’t take herself too seriously.
Title: Quantum Entanglement: Part One Series: Legion of Supernatural Academy #1
Authors: S.R. Watson & Ryan Stacks
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance Release Date: October 3, 2019
no such things as witches, warlocks, vampires, and shapeshifters … or so we
thought! Before everything changed three days ago, we would have agreed with
days ago, we didn’t
have supernatural abilities we couldn’t explain.
days ago, we
weren’t being hunted for these abilities.
days ago, we
weren’t being rescued and recruited into a supernatural academy.
We were two
strangers. Only two of our kind. What happens when other supernatural beings
find out that we exist?
and Elysian are quantum entangled for a singular purpose. Their recruitment to
the Legion of Supernatural Academy is unexpected but vital to the future of
humanity. This unique series takes the world of supernatural academies to new
heights with twisted tales, suspense-driven fantasy, and self-discovery.
Bestselling Author, S. R. Watson, is a Texas native who currently resides in
Washington with her children. She grew up reading the Sweet Valley series
(Twins, High, & University) among others. Although she wrote countless
stories during high school, she’d never published any of them. She continued
her education and became an operating room registered nurse. The pursuit
towards earning her degrees, meant less time for leisure reading and writing
for a bit. After picking up reading again, starting with the Twilight series
and 50 Shades Trilogy, she decided to pursue her passion for writing once
again.S. R. Watson (also writes as S. Reneé) published her first book in 2014. She is
the author of the Forbidden Trilogy, The Object of His Desire, and the
co-authored S.I.N. Trilogy. She co-authored Peppermint Mocha Love, R.L. Harmon
(also writes as Ryan Stacks). The duo also collaborated on Unforbidden. Mister
English, and Silas Part Two with more to come.
When S. R. Watson is not writing, or working as travel OR nurse, she loves to
read and binge watch her favorite shows (Scandal, Elementary, Big Brother,
Bestselling Author, Ryan Stacks, is a Washington native who currently resides
in Kennewick with his wife Anna Harmon. Most would consider him a jack of all
trades. His first love is wrestling and he’s wrestled his entire life. In
addition to his talents on the mat, Ryan has many achievements. He’s a
published international cover model and he released his first book, Peppermint
Mocha Love with co-author, S. Reneé in December 2017. For this novella, he
debuted as both an author and cover photographer. Ryan Stacks has partnered
with S.R. Watson (also writes as as S. Reneé) to create more stories under his
current pen name as well as R.L. Harmon.When Ryan Stacks is not writing, he spends his time helping to build the
wrestling sport within the community as one of the coaches for Richland High
School as well as a youth program. In addition to his commitment to the
community, Ryan has taken his fitness career to new highs as a men’s physique
competitor – placing top 3 at the national level.