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Vengeance by Belle Ami

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Title: Vengeance
Author: Belle Ami
Series: Tip of the Spear Book 2
Genre: Romance, Thriller, Suspense
Publisher: Hartwood Publishing
Publication Date: September 12, 2017

A Mossad agent will do anything to rescue his kidnapped wife and to stop a terrorist plot to blow up a nuclear facility.

 
vengeanceVengeance is a sexy thriller teeming with romantic suspense. A well-researched tale, scary in its possibility, packed with excitement, it will leave you breathlessly turning pages.

Layla Wallace Hassani is living her dream, curating a major art exhibition at the Museum of Modern Art. She has it all, a fabulous career, the perfect marriage and the perfect child. She’s madly in love with her husband Cyrus Hassani, a Mossad agent, and lives in Tel Aviv with their four-year-old daughter Cerise. Her life takes a disastrous turn when she’s kidnapped by Iranian terrorists during the bombing of a restaurant in Manhattan. Chained to a bed at a remote location, Layla is a pawn in a deadly game. She’s the bait to lure Cyrus to his death.

Driven by vengeance and a love that knows no bounds, Cyrus will do anything to rescue his wife and stop the terrorist’s plot to blow up a nuclear facility. Teaming up with the FBI he’s the only man capable of stopping a bombing that would result in the deaths of millions of people. Filled with vengeance, stopping the terrorists is his goal, but saving Layla is his mission.

Layla knows her Superman, Cyrus, is coming to save her. She also knows, unbeknownst to him, that by doing so it will mean the death of their child. Caught in a mousetrap, she struggles to find a way out of her deadly situation and to fend off the sexual advances of the kidnapper terrorist who’s fallen in love with her.

Layla must make a choice, save her child or sacrifice herself and her marriage. The clock is ticking.

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Twelve a.m.

The persistent ring of a cell phone wrenched him awake. Their bodies were entangled in the sheets with Cass’ cheek pressed against his chest. He reached blindly for the phone. With his eyes closed, he brought it to his ear, and answered with a groggy, “Hello.”


A half-beat of silence. “Where the hell is Agent Saladino?”


Shit, we’re fucked. He looked at the phone, cringing when he saw the initials, JC. “Hold on, sir. I’ll get her.”


“Is that you, Agent Weiss? Why are you answering Cassandra’s phone?”


He struggled to find a reply. “Uh, I’m sorry, sir. I thought it was mine. We were just going over some case work, and Cass went to make some coffee. Both our phones were on the table, and I grabbed it by accident.” He tried to make light of the odd hour, filling the pause with a chuckle. “You know how she is? She’s in work mode twenty-four-seven.” He wondered if the director would buy his cock-and-bull story.


“At midnight? Agent Weiss, you need to put your foot down, or she’ll wear you out. Both of you need to learn to relax when you’re not on duty. Not that you’re going to be seeing any downtime anytime soon. Get Cassandra, now. We’ve got a problem, and I want you both on it.”


David covered the phone with his hand as he nudged Cass.


“What is it?” She punched him on the arm.


“It’s the director,” he whispered. “I screwed up. I thought it was my phone, but it was yours.”


Cass bolted upright and grabbed the phone from his hand. “Yes, sir, what’s up?” Cass listened. “Yes, sir, coffee. It won’t happen again.” She scrunched her eyes closed, this time for what David thought to be a long time. “We’ll leave immediately, sir. I’ll call you when we’re in the air.” She hung up.


“So, what’s up?”


Cass ran her hands through her hair. “A restaurant’s been blown up in Manhattan. The initial report is over a hundred casualties.” She met his gaze, her eyes aflame with anger. “It looks like a terrorist attack. J.C. wants us on the case ASAP. You have a packed suitcase here, don’t you?”


“Yeah, one here and one at my place.”


“Good. A helicopter will be waiting on the roof at headquarters in forty-five minutes.” She wrapped her arms around his broad chest. “Another soft target. All of those innocent lives, gone in an instant. All the bad guys we stop, and it’s never enough. One gets through, and a hundred people die.”


“We’ll get them, baby.” He kissed her temple.


“I know. It’s just that they only have to be right once, but we have to be right all of the time.”


She broke from his embrace and turned on the television. The early reports were coming in, mostly speculation. Police had immediately cordoned the entire area off, and the media and civilians were being kept blocks away. “Worthless banter.” She turned the TV off and turned to David. “We’ll have plenty of time to bring ourselves up to speed on the helicopter.”


“I need to grab a shave and a shower before we leave.”


“Yeah, me too. We’ve got just enough time.”

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He shaved while Cass started her shower. He couldn’t help but watch her through the billowing steam as she washed. She was such a hot little package. Perfectly proportioned with sinewy curves, and the hardest ass he’d ever felt on a woman. She was a martial arts master; her size held no relation to her deadliness. Her bright red spiked hair reminded him of a rooster’s comb. Her skin—he had trouble controlling the urge to touch it when she was near him—was satiny and golden. She wasn’t close to being what he’d thought was his type. Even with the sparks that flew between them, he’d resisted. It had taken months for her to bed him, and even now he wasn’t sure who’d seduced whom? The only thing he was certain of was that he couldn’t get enough of her. Shaving with a hard-on, that’s a new one.

He watched her dry herself as he patted his face dry. “Cass, do you think the director suspects us?”


Cass dressed as she spoke. “I don’t know. He’s pretty savvy, but we’ve been a pretty successful team, and the director will always do what’s best for the agency. Right now his mind is on one thing only. An attack on US soil that should have been stopped. Somehow we failed, not just us but every anti-terrorist agency in the homeland and abroad.”


“There wasn’t a peep from social media. No leaks, nothing to indicate an attack was imminent.”


“That’s what worries me. These people are good. What if they’re planning another attack?”


“We’ll catch them, Cass. We’ll make them pay.”


“I know, but the reaction isn’t the same as prevention. We need to catch these animals before they murder again.”


“Sometimes bad things happen, babe, no matter how hard we try.”


She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. “I’ll never accept that. I won’t rest until we get them.”


“Ditto, partner. Together we’re unstoppable.”


She smiled. “We’d better get a move on, or we’re going to be unstoppable and late.

 

Be sure to also check out the first book of the Tip of the Spear Series.

escapeEscape, a sexy romantic thriller that “what ifs?” a nuclearized Middle East.
When Harvard student, Layla Wallace and her Saudi boyfriend are kidnapped to Iran, a deep-cover Mossad agent is activated and given a mission. He’s ordered to either get Layla out of Iran, or if failing that—kill her.

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belle amiBelle Ami writes romantic/suspense/thrillers with a teaspoon of sex. Escape (Tip of the Spear Book 1) is up for a RONE Award in 2018. Her latest is entitled Vengeance (Tip of the Spear Book 2) published by Hartwood Publishing. She lives in Southern California with her husband, two children, a horse named Cindy Crawford, and her brilliant Chihuahua, Giorgio Armani.

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Hide and Seek by Desiree Holt

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Title: Hide and Seek
Author: Desiree Holt
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Anything can happen when you let your guard down . . .

BookCover_HideandSeekAfter receiving a violent threat on the heels of her father’s disappearance from the town of Arrowhead Bay, Devon Cole fears for her life—until Vigilance, a local private security agency, steps in to shield her from danger. Although she isn’t usually quick to surrender her freedom, she has no problem stripping her defenses for her new sexy bodyguard . . .

Tortured by the painful memory of lost love, Logan Malik is determined not to fall for a client again. So when he’s tasked with watching over Devon day and night, he’s focused on doing his job. Day is no problem, but as tensions rise at night, nothing can protect them from giving in to unbridled passion . . .

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He wasn’t as much shocked by his physical reaction as by the fact that it happened at all. For a long time now, he’d managed to keep a clamp on his sex drive and take it out only when required, like taking aspirin for a headache.

“You’re a smart woman,” he congratulated her. “I didn’t know if you’d play along with me.”


She inhaled an unsteady breath and blew it out. “I took a chance. You could have been worse than they were.”


“Still, that shows brains and quick thinking. Good for you.” He studied the interior of her car. “Wow. They did a number with that window. Don’t move. There’s chunks and pebbles everywhere.”


She stared at him, studying his face. “You promise you aren’t the second wave? You know, like good cop, bad cop? The bad guys threaten me and you come along and win my confidence by helping me?”


“Nope. Scout’s honor.”


“I, uh, saw that you have a gun.”


“So did those jackasses. I wanted them to see it.” He smiled at her. “But I only use it as part of my job.”


She caught her lower lip in her teeth. “They just came at me out of nowhere and ran me off the road. Then they boxed me in and smashed the window.”


“Later I’ll want all the details. Right now let’s get you out of here.”


“Do you know who they are? Those men?”


“No.” His voice hardened. “But I know other garbage like them.”


She swallowed. “So who are you, anyway?”


“Oh. Sorry.” He winked at her, and the tension in her body visibly eased. “Logan Malik. Savior of women in danger.”


“Devon Cole.” She dug up a smile. “Woman in danger who needed saving.”

 

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11705220_1048030158557847_3825932443612767006_nDesiree Holt is the world’s oldest living published author of erotic and spicy romance. A graduate of the University of Michigan with double majors in English and History, her earlier careers include agent and manager in the music industry, public television, associate vice president of university advancement, public relations, and economic development.

She is three times a finalist for an EPIC E-Book Award (and a winner in 2014), a nominee for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award, winner of the first 5 Heart Sweetheart of the Year Award at The Romance Studio as well as twice a CAPA Award winner for best BDSM book of the year, a USA Today Bestselling author and winner of the Holt Medallion for Excellence in Romance Literature.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times, The Huffington Post and numerous other national and international publications. She is also the Authors After Dark 2014 Author of the Year.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)

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Retribution by Anne L. Parks

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Title: Retribution
Series: Silent Cove #2
Author: Anne L. Parks
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: October 15, 2017

Not even death can calm a vengeful soul.

Retribution 900x1350Lansing Abbott wants to find the perfect place to spend her sabbatical from teaching history at a private university in Rhode Island. After reading about the ethereal guests that still inhabit the Silent Cove Bed & Breakfast, she packs her bags for Chistine, Maine. While exploring the grounds of the inn, she stumbles upon an unmarked grave, and uncovers a secret many residents want to remain buried.

The last thing Tucker Kingsley wants is to go to Chistine and handle his dead uncle’s estate. He knows next to nothing about his father’s only brother, and even less about the mysterious deaths that plague their family. Until a chance encounter brings him face-to-face with his great, great grandfather—who’s been dead for nearly a century.

When Lansing offers to help Tucker clear out his uncle’s home, things begin to heat up between the couple. Little by little they begin to piece together a family secret—one that may end both of their lives.

Can they survive the horrors that await them at Silent Cove?

Silent Cove: Retribution is the second heart-stopping book in the Silent Cove trilogy, a paranormal romance, by Amazon Bestseller Anne L. Parks. Get your copy and join Lansing and Tucker as they enter a world of vengeful spirits, haunted estates, and one final chilling twist that will leave readers on the edge of their seat.

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banishingIGBorn and raised in the Rocky Mountains, Anne L. Parks has spent the last 25 years moving all over the United States. Married to the Navy – well a Commander in the Navy – Parks has lived in various locales throughout the United States. She currently resides in the Washington D.C area, and is loving every minute. When not writing, she spends her time reading, doing yoga, mountain biking, and keeping track of four kids. And drinking wine.

2013 marked her debut in publishing. Her first novel, Strangers, released on her 45th birthday. She was amazed at the number of people who fell in love with a story about two people dealing with grief, and finding love again. Abby and Bryce were the perfect couple to introduce Parks as an up-and-coming author.

Her second novel, The Return, released in December 2013. A wonderful Christmas romance, it is the first book in the Return To Me series. Book two, Return To Newport, released April 29th, and followed the couple through the murky waters of saying good-bye to a past that refused to let go. Lauren’s Return, the third book in the series, released on August 19th. This chronicles the challenges of bringing together a family amidst tragedy and death, and still holding firmly to the love they have fought so hard to keep alive. The fourth book, Returning Home, shifts the focus away from Jake and Eve, and delves into the life Eve’s eldest daughter. Clarissa has a secret she has guarded for most of her life. Fearing it will be revealed, she refuses to allow love into her heart – until she meets Griff. December 2014 brought the close of this series, with the release of RSVP: A Return To Me Christmas novella. The wedding of the year is threatened by Mother Nature, forcing the couple to re-evaluate whether “happily ever after” is really attainable.

Stepping out of her comfort zone, Parks delved into the paranormal with a group of highly talented authors. The result? An unexpected fantasy of four sisters fighting to save the earth – and each other – from their deranged mother. Elementals, A Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance Anthology, released on May 15th. Summer brought more collaboration with the release of a Fourth of July themed short story, FlyBoy, that was included in the Sparks Fly boxed set.

Of Demons & Stones, the first book in the Tri-Stone Trilogy, also released in July 2015. Book two will release July 2016, and will pick up where Kylie and Alex left off, and is sure to take readers on a rollercoaster ride of suspense.

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Diomere’s Exile by Sabrina A. Fish

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Title: Diomere’s Exile
Author: Sabrina A. Fish
Series: The Gate Keeper Chronicles Book 1
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Publication Date: September 29, 2017

An exiled woman seeking redemption,
and the man who distracts her from finding it.

diomeres-exileFive Gates. Five Sisters. Five Very Different Men.

Once there were two worlds connected by five magical gates. Then the Gate Keepers closed the gates and disappeared. The Gate Keepers have returned.

Nadia de Quinones was exiled when her nephew, the crown-prince was abducted on her watch. She’ll let nothing stand in the way of her redemption, not even discovering her heartbonded and a connection to an ancient magical gate.

Lord Gregor Cyrene is sworn to protect his country’s royal heirs. After the youngest prince’s life is threatened, Gregor sets out to discover who is responsible and suspects the answer lies with Nadia.

When fate forces their competing goals to align, neither are prepared for the irresistible attraction between them. Can they see beyond their pasts and a millennia old hate between their people? Or will they continue to distrust, allowing those plotting against them to win?

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As Nadia approached the single door leading from the second floor, it opened and a hooded figured stepped out. She pressed against the side of the tavern and pulled her glamour around her, willing the man to see naught but the tavern’s wall. The man froze, staring right at her. Her stomach dropped.

Nadia dove for the edge of the catwalk. The man snagged her cloak in his fist. He yanked her away from the ledge. Pulling the knife from her boot, she whirled. She slid the sharp blade across her assailant’s arm. He released her cloak and grabbed her wrist. They fell in a silent, straining heap onto the catwalk. Her assailant rolled her under him. He slammed her arm against the walk. She dropped the knife. His other hand skimmed her breast as he reached for his own weapon. He hesitated.

She twisted and rolled, gaining the upper hand, while hitting the release mechanism on her wrist sheath. A dagger slid into her hand. She straddled him, pressing the dagger to his throat with a cold smile. He froze.

They lay in the pool of light from the nearest second floor window, faces no longer hidden by their cloaks. She met a familiar amber stare, inhaled Gregor’s honey lemon scent.

Her a’mi buzzed inside her, pushing her toward him, and she scowled. “You.”

 

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Isere, Diomere-12 Years Ago

Nadia stifled a yawn as the nursemaid’s quiet melody wrapped around her, reminding her of times as a young girl when her mother would hum the same song. Inhaling the warm island breeze coming in through the window, she sank further into the song’s tightening embrace. Resting her head on her mother’s lap, she sighed as gentle fingers combed through her long hair. Her eyelids grew heavy.

“I love you, mami.”


She jerked awake and, cursing under her breath, glared out the open window. Getting caught sleeping on her first assignment, even if the assignment was boring beyond tolerance, wouldn’t prove to her skeptical superiors that she could handle such an important position at only twenty years of age. Especially when those superiors looked for any reason to overturn the queen’s decision.


She ran her left hand down the braid hanging over her shoulder and glanced up to see the nursemaid’s gaze following the gesture. Releasing the braid, she dropped her hand to rest on the hilt of her sword. The corner of the nursemaid’s mouth lifted and Nadia clenched her jaw. The woman, a distant relation of the royal line, knew Nadia didn’t trust her. Though she didn’t doubt the woman truly cared for the young prince, her instincts told her to be wary. Like the rest of the royal family, Jasara was more than she appeared.


Her gaze fell to the infant, heir to the island nation of Diomere, cradled in the nursemaid’s arms. She couldn’t help the swell of pride at being trusted with such a precious charge. The babe opened his dual-colored eyes as if sensing her attention. She met that piercing, too aware gaze. She’d do well to appreciate the dullness of her assignment, for something told her it wouldn’t always be easy keeping him from harm.


She’d tried to convince her sister to find another to care for the child, but the Queen just smiled and said, “Jasara is a distant cousin, family, and she loves my son. Between her care and your strength, my sweet boy couldn’t be in safer hands.” The Queen had laughed at Nadia’s scowl. “If you feel that uneasy, move your things into the other nursemaid chamber. Jasara didn’t want help so it remains empty.”


Nadia ran her hand along the pommel of her sword, running her fingers along the raised edges of the leather wrap. She turned her gaze toward the moonlit ships anchored in the harbor outside the prince’s window, their yellow sails furled, the royal crest hidden in the folds. Lanterns bobbed on the decks of three of the great ships, readying to sail as soon as the sun rose. Flower blooms, white petals glowing silver in the moonlight, floated in the water around the ships as an offering to the gods in supplication for fair winds and calm seas.


She stared at the warm sea water that invited her to call her other form and dive beneath the waves. Her skin tingled as a’mi, the power that made her and her family different from most on this side of the gate, swelled inside her.


Once again, Jasara began to hum. Nadia ignored the sea’s call and pushed her a’mi back into the pool of power deep inside her. Shrugging her shoulders as it fought her control, she scowled at the other woman. Why hadn’t Jasara wanted the help of another nursemaid? Where had she been the year before the prince was born? And why had she felt the need to return and offer to care for the royal heir? Instinct or a’mi, Nadia wasn’t sure there was a difference, told her that the older woman was hiding something. But what?


She scanned the large sitting room, her sharp gaze delving into every corner and shadow. Both nursemaid chambers, the prince’s chamber, a school room, a music room, an art room, and a dining space opened up to the nursery’s main sitting room from three sides, while floor to ceiling windows stretched across the remaining wall. Nadia never closed her door and got up to stand guard each time the baby awoke. Other than annoyed glances and tight-lipped smiles, Jasara did nothing that Nadia could see wrong. Shrugging her shoulders, she forced her gaze back to the harbor. She stepped forward, her eyes narrowing.


Jasara stopped humming. “Is all well, Capitán?”


A slow fog rolled in from the sea, spilled around the ships, and crept toward the castle like long fingers intent on squeezing the life from the island people. A prickle of unease crawled up her back. Calling her a’mi, she reached out with her power, attempting to connect to the water making up the thick cloud of fog. She pushed, commanding the fog to recede. It charged forward as if responding to someone else. She narrowed her gaze, pulling from the deep well of power inside her, and stepped forward, bending the fog to her will. Slowing to a halt, the dense blanket of fog receded back toward the sea. Nadia shrugged the tension from her shoulders.


“A heavy fog rolled in. I thought—” She darted a look at Jasara’s bemused smile. “—nothing. It was nothing.”


Glowering at the thick fog hovering above the water, she ignored Jasara’s lifted brow and closed the window. She returned to her position, shoulders back. Jasara started to hum again. The soft melody slowly chased the uneasy feelings to the back of Nadia’s mind. It threaded through her subconscious, wrapping in heavy layers around her mind. Her shoulders relaxed. She really did need to ease up on the woman. It was clear by the smile on Jasara’s face that she loved the baby very much. She’d done nothing to warrant Nadia’s constant scrutiny.


Drifting in a dreamlike haze, she relaxed her grip on the sword at her hip, though she didn’t release it completely. Her eyelids drooped. She watched the woman rock the child as if from a far distance. Her head fell back to rest against the wall, but her subconscious fought against letting her eyelids close.


Fingers of fog crept over the window sill and slowly reached toward the sleeping infant. Becoming louder, Jasara’s song changed. She inhaled the fog and blew it toward Nadia. Her eyes closed and she slid down the wall.


Pain burned across her cheek, breaking the hold on her mind. Nadia’s eyes snapped open. Jasara spoke and her awareness dimmed. Her eyes drooped, but she refused to let them close again. Jasara leaned over Nadia, her bright red hair brushing softly against Nadia’s chest. She touched Nadia’s cheek. The burning subsided. Unease pushed at the dream state surrounding her. Why was she on the floor?


Her unease strengthened. “Siren. You’ve bespelled me.”


A deprecating smile softened the woman’s face. “A small amount siren, a small amount seer, but only enough to be of use on occasion. Nothing compared to you and your sisters.” Her gaze sharpened and bore into Nadia’s. “Remember this, dear cousin. Even the weakest can overtake the strongest if they are cunning. Beware treachery from those you don’t consider a threat.”


Nadia frowned through the haze holding her captive. “I knew—” she struggled to keep hold of her thoughts “—something off about you.”


“Your instincts will serve you well as the first Sankta Hogo-sha,” Jasara said softly. She smoothed a pale hand over Nadia’s brow. “Don’t be too long.”


Nadia lifted her eyebrows as Jasara’s words slowly cut through the haze in her mind. “What is Sankta…” her voice faded as the haze thickened.


“It is time for the Sankta Hogo-sha to make themselves known. The gates must be opened. I’m sorry, mia sarko kuraga, but this is the only way. Come find him or all will be lost.”


She knew she should question Jasara’s words, but the haze tightened until unconsciousness swallowed her.

 

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sabrina-a-fishSabrina A. Fish lives in Oklahoma with her husband, son, and two cats, where she owns a trophy company and collects names for her novels from lists of award’s recipients. She loves all things chocolate and her husband is sweet enough to never let the candy dish near her computer become empty.

She loves and advocates being involved in the local writing community, and is President for the 2018 Oklahoma Writers’ Federation, Inc (OWFI).

She is an annual featured speaker at The Rose State Writing Conference and has been a panelist at Wizard World Comic Con.

Born and raised in Oklahoma, she considers the three years she spent in a Texas high school to be a short trip down the rabbit hole that ended at graduation. She returned to Oklahoma where she received her Bachelor’s degree in Political Science from the University of Oklahoma. BOOMER SOONER.

When she isn’t writing & promoting her novels or running her company, she can be found reading, scrapbooking, or spending quality time with her family.

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Legacy of Evil by Sharon Buchbinder

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Title: Legacy of Evil
Author: Sharon Buchbinder
Series: Hotel LaBelle Series Book 2
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Publication Date: October 13, 2017

One battle, one outcome. Who will win? Good or evil?

perf5.000x8.000.inddWhen a wild mustang is shot in Montana, renowned horse whisperer and telepath, Emma Horserider, is called in to calm the herd and find out what happened. Once on scene she is almost killed by a bullet-spewing drone, and calls her black ops brother for back-up.

Emma’s help roars into her life covered in tattoos and riding a Harley. Remote viewer Bronco Winchester takes the assignment because he is ordered to, but he wonders what type of assistance, his boss’s sister needs. That is until he sees Emma, a valiant Warrior Woman proud of her Crow heritage.

Posing as a married couple, Emma and Bronco go undercover to infiltrate and stop a hate group. Both are anxious enough without the now growing attachment they feel for one another. When the lives of many are on the line, they are not sure if they will live or die—let alone have a chance at love.

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Prologue
Wild Mustang Ranch, Montana/Wyoming Border

Emma Horserider pressed the gas pedal of her battered pick-up truck like a NASCAR driver in a dead heat with the devil. She hoped no mountain goats decided to go for a walk in the middle of the road winding around the side of the rocky cliff. She didn’t have time to stop and wait for the stubborn beasts to decide if they would charge her truck or get out of the way. She was on a mission to protect the horses she loved and help to keep them unfettered by human saddles and reins.

The call from Margie Hunter, the long-time director of the Wild Mustang Ranch, had been frantic, almost incoherent, “Terrible. Slaughtered. Horses panicked. Get here fast!”


A lump rose in her throat, and tears threatened at the recollection of Margie’s grief-strangled message. She shook her head.


“None of that nonsense, Horserider. Marines don’t cry.
Semper Fi!” As she shouted out the last words with a defiant whoop, she rounded the last bend in the road. Stunned at seeing the gates closed, she skidded to a halt in front of the white truck with the ranch logo parked dead center in the way. A string bean of a man in a worn Stetson, boots, and shearling vest leaned against the hood of the vehicle, a shotgun cradled in his arms.


“Holy crap.” She’d never seen anyone bearing arms out here, much less standing guard. Things must be even worse than she thought. Grateful she’d brought her trusty Mossberg, Emma rolled down her window.


“Thank God you’re here, Miss Emma.” Ralph, the director’s aged right hand man removed his hat and dragged the sleeve of his red plaid shirt across his pleated brow. “This is the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” The creases on his sun-weathered face deepened. “We have no idea how it happened. No one’s been up here except the employees.” He pointed at the video camera mounted on the gatepost. “Nobody came through this gate last night.
No one.


“Let me get in, see what’s going on.”


Shoulders sagging, he nodded and opened the gate. “Talk to them, Miss Emma,” he called as she drove through. “They trust you.”


Much as she kept her gift under wraps from the outside world, here in this equine sanctuary, everyone knew of her special bond with the animals. Her ancestor, Beautiful Blackfeather, would have called it horse medicine. Her brother Bert called it telepathy, in keeping with his work as Director of Homeland Security’s Anomaly Defense Division. No matter what other people called this ability, Emma had been born with an unbreakable sacred bond with horses, one handed down through generations of the Crow or Absaalooke people. When old age, sickness, or injury carried a mustang away, it was hard on the entire herd. But…


Death by violence?

 

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sharon-buchbinderSharon Buchbinder has been writing fiction since middle school and has the rejection slips to prove it. An RN, she provided health care delivery, became a researcher, association executive, and obtained a PhD in Public Health. When not teaching or writing, she can be found fishing, walking her dogs, or breaking bread and laughing with family and friends in Baltimore, MD and Punta Gorda, FL.

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Five Things I’ve Tried but Will Never Do Again

While I have more, for this post I decided to go for some of the most ridiculous ones.

1. Rock wall climbing: Every year on my birthday, I try to do one thing that scares me. When I turned 60, I decided to try rock wall climbing. We belonged to a fitness center with a big one and those little kids were like armies of spider. Easy, right? After brief instructions, I harnessed up, put the climbing shoes on and began hauling myself up the wall. At the end of what felt like climbing Mt. Everest, I looked down to see I’d made it up one story. Slid down the rope and slunk out the door.

2. The Blue Man Group: In Las Vegas we were convinced this was a MUST SEE ACT. It’s not—unless you’re a 10 year-old boy and enjoy fake vomiting and wearing ponchos for the seats in the splash zone.

3. Cutting my Bangs: One time I became very frustrated with my bangs. It was late at night. I was annoyed. I had a pair of sharp scissors. Ever see Jane Wyman in Johnny Belinda? Like that, only shorter and more crooked.

4. Owning a Boat: My husband came from a family that was active in power boating. His dad had boats, until he decided to do his own (terrible) repairs and disconnected the flying bridge and fell off the ladder. We decided if we were boating, we’d do better, get someone to maintain it for us. That’s good until you’re in the middle of a harbor with a bad cell connection trying to reach Sea-Tow for the third week in a row. Now we fish with a captain and he owns the boat.

5. Driving Cross-Country with a U-Haul Filled with Cats: Yes, you read that correctly. FULL OF CATS. A dozen (12) to be exact. You see, my husband and I had this crazy hobby, breeding and showing cats. When we moved from Albany, NY to Chicago, IL, there were no cat moving services, so we had to do it ourselves. We also had two dogs. To give the cats room for litter pans, food and water, we arrayed show cages on the walls of the truck. We also put a blow-up mattress between the cages so we could take turns driving and nap. As my husband took a nap, we had a massive jailbreak and twelve cats running around in the back of the van, along with some pretty excited dogs. Yeah, that was fun.

I hope you learned from my experiences—and had a chuckle or two.

 

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First Crush, Last Love by Elizabeth McKenna

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Title:
First Crush, Last Love
Author: Elizabeth McKenna
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publication Date: August 1, 2017
 

Elizabeth McKenna’s latest novel will have you remembering the angst of high school, the grief of a failed relationship, and the happiness of true love.

 
first-crush-last-loveRemember your first crush? How your heart raced and your cheeks flushed whenever you saw him?

Jessie Baxter does, and it’s happening again. Ten years ago, despite her best efforts, Lee Archer wanted to be just friends. Now, he wants more, but Jessie’s still recovering from a psycho ex-husband. Can she learn to trust again and make her first crush into her last love?

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Jessie flipped on the foyer light and her nerves relaxed until she saw the rug at the bottom of the stairs. It was askew. Her eyes darted over the space in front of her. Everything else was in its proper place. Besides the inability to pick faithful husbands, she and her mother shared the rarely appreciated trait of compulsive neatness.

She thought back to when she had left the house earlier. Maybe in her haste to meet Sarah, her foot had slid the rug out of place as she came down the stairs. But she would have straightened it. Unless she didn’t notice . . . but she would have noticed . . . because that’s how she was.


She inched into the kitchen and picked up the phone. She’d call the police and ask them to search the house. Because of a cockeyed rug? Even in her paranoid state, she knew it would sound crazy. Their first question would be, “How much did you have to drink tonight, Ms. Baxter?”


She shook her head. For all the bravado she showed in front of Lee, here she was acting like a scared twelve-year-old, alone for the first time while her parents were on a date night. Her mom had offered to cancel her trip to London when Jessie told her the date of the class reunion, but Jessie had insisted she go. Since retirement, these trips had become her mom’s main source of entertainment.


She rummaged in her purse until her fingers found her pepper spray. With the canister at arm’s length, she circled each room on the first floor, testing the locks on the windows. Everything seemed in order. She let out a breath and grasped the banister leading upstairs with her free hand while her foot straightened the rug.


The steps to the second floor creaked under Jessie’s weight. She shuddered at the eerie feeling the empty house gave off. Still clutching the pepper spray, she checked the windows upstairs before collapsing on the bed in her childhood room. The house was too big for one person. She didn’t know how her mom stood it. Maybe tomorrow she’d move to Sarah’s. They could have a slumber party like old times.


Old times. Lee Archer. Wow. Her smile turned into a yawn. Something itched at the back of her mind, but after seven hours in a car and a few more in the bars, she gave into heavy eyelids and fell into an uneasy sleep.


At three in the morning, her eyes flew open and she clutched the comforter to her chin.


Underwear. A pair of lacy, black underwear hung from the top rail of the desk’s chair. No way in hell had she done that.

 

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elizabeth-mckennaElizabeth McKenna works as a full-time technical writer/editor for a large software company. Though her love of books reaches back to her childhood, she had never read romance novels until one Christmas when her sister gave her the latest bestseller by Nora Roberts. She was hooked from page one (actually, she admits it was the first love scene).

She had always wanted to write fiction, so she combined her love of history, romance and a happy ending to write Cera’s Place and Venice in the Moonlight. Her short story, The Gypsy Casts a Spell, is available for free on her website http://elizabethmckenna.com/. She hopes you will enjoy her first contemporary romance novel, First Crush Last Love, as much as others have enjoyed her historical romances.

Elizabeth lives in Wisconsin with her understanding husband, two beautiful daughters, and a sassy Labrador. When she isn’t writing, working, or being a mom, she’s sleeping.

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The Keeper Set by Samantha Jacobey

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Series: Summer Spirit Novellas Series
Author: Samantha Jacobey
Genre: Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Romance

 

The Keeper Set

No one EVER had a summer romance like this.

When Charlie visited another plane parallel to our own, he discovered that Summer Angels and Dark Angels battle over the fate of man. Faced with choices no one should ever have to make, his adventure has been fraught with twists and turns, with life and death hanging in the balance. His guardian, Clarisse, is the half that makes him whole, but sinister forces conspire to do more than simply keep them apart.

Find out if they can stand up to the powers that be in this THRILLING MAGICAL ADVENTURE!!! (New adult)

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The Angel Set

No one EVER had a summer romance like this.

When Charlie visited another plane parallel to our own, he discovered that Summer Angels and Dark Angels battle over the fate of man. Faced with choices no one should ever have to make, his adventure has been fraught with twists and turns, with life and death hanging in the balance. His guardian, Clarisse, is the half that makes him whole, but sinister forces conspire to do more than simply keep them apart.

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If you liked the Summer, Dark and Forgotten Angels in the first segment of the Summer Spirit Novella Series, you are going LOVE what happens when Karma gets involved. Are they a race of ancient beings, here for the benefit of mankind? Or is a group of marauders poised and ready to strike us down when we least expect it?

Charlie must find the truth and his inner strength for any hope of freeing Clarisse and ending the battle… (New Adult)

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Smamntha JacobeyAnyone who knows me could tell you, I am a friendly kind of person, never met a stranger and take up conversations any where at any time. I work hard, and my mind never seems to shut down, as I wake up often in the middle of the night with ideas pouring out and demanding to be dealt with. Of course that means much of my books were written in the middle of the night.

I grew up and still live in the great state of Texas where everything is bigger, where we have warm weather and a central location. I love my state, my town, and my family, which includes my four sons, my significant other, and many friends as well.

I have thoroughly enjoyed writing the books that are currently available and hope you will enjoy reading them just as much. And of course, there will be many more stories to come.

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