The Edge of Serenity Series: Edge #2 Author: Kristin Turnage




Title: The Edge of Serenity
Series: Edge #2
Author: Kristin Turnage
Genre: Brother’s Best Friend Romance
Cover Design: Sarah Kil, Creative Studio
Release Date: August 6, 2021


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Josslyn Davis isn’t your typical Southern belle. If you ever call her that, she’ll probably punch you in the throat. Dresses make her itch, and being polite hurts more than shoving a drill bit through her skull. She’s the redheaded wildfire that you don’t want to mess with.

She loves to be outside and work on her family’s bee farm, taking pride in doing things herself. But, over the last few months, she’s felt like the biggest failure of all time. After getting evicted, she had nowhere else to go except to move in with her brother’s two best friends. The only problem is she’s madly in love with the one sleeping on the other side of their adjoining bathroom. The one who doesn’t remember their drunken night together.

Mackay Graves has been cursed since he was a young boy, a family gift passed down from his father, the same man that made Mac do things no child should do. Always alone with his emotions, he grew up with the pain of being abused by his father. And now, his dad is trying to worm his way back into his life.

Apart from his father, his best friend’s little sister has moved into his house, the same woman he’s been secretly in love with. His solution is to ignore his emotions, brushing off his father and swallowing his feelings for Joss, not wanting to ruin the “family” he gained when moving to Oaks. But with her living in the room next door, his feelings have become unpredictable, wreaking havoc on his life.

Both dealing with unprecedented circumstances, Joss trying to bury her feelings for Mac and straighten out her life, and Mac ignoring the fact that his family dynamic is shifting, their lives start to spin out of control.

What will happen when life forces them to be alone together, confronting the feelings that are trapped inside? One day can’t change their destiny, or can it?


– Content Warning: This book contains sensitive subject matter that relates to abuse and loss of a loved one. Reader discretion is advised.






EXCERPT

A knock on my window jerks me out of my fading memory. Blinking the tears away, I realize I’ve pulled off in a field staring at the now setting sun. Looking over, Josslyn waves for me to roll down the window. “Hey there, Hulk,” she smiles, and my heart aches, “you want to let me in?”
I know what she means, but I wish for a moment I could really let her in, with no consequences, no repercussions, and no fear of the curse over me.
I would let her in all the way if that was the case.






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Kristin Turnage is an indie author that lives close to the beach in Florida with her husband, two daughters, and two cats. She has been writing for eight years and has been chasing her dream of becoming a published author for a long time. The Edge of Happiness from The Edge Series is her first published work and has turned her dream into a reality. She is excited that you are all taking this journey alongside of her.


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Vengeful Soul Series: Dirty Souls MC #3 Author: Emma Creed




Title: Vengeful Soul
Series: Dirty Souls MC #3
Author: Emma Creed
Genre: MC Romance
Cover Design: Rebel Ink
Release Date: August 6, 2021


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‘Bound not by blood but loyalty.
We live, we ride, and we die by our own laws’

I’m a different breed of Dirty Soul. I’m no team player, and I sure as hell ain’t ever worried about fitting in. For as long as I can remember vengeance has been my only motivation.

Now I’m closer than ever, and the man who took everything from me is gonna pay with his life.

For years I’ve ridden nomad, kept my head low and got the job done. I never ask questions.
I never care…
Until Grace.

The clever mouthed brat makes me question everything I was sure of, she’s an inconvenience, a distraction and a curse

So why is every instinct inside me, telling me I need to protect her?

Vengeful Soul is the third book in the Dirty Souls MC series.







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Emma Creed lives in England and enjoys behaving like a princess to her extremely tolerable husband all whilst raising 3 boys and mini princess in the making.

When she isn’t entertaining the voices in her head, she spends her free time with a glass of white wine and a good book. Emma has been an avid reader since she was a little girl and with a little encouragement to take the leap into writing, she discovered that she loved it.

When she isn’t locked in her writing cave making up stories she can be found chatting on social media and wasting hours scrolling through TikTok. 


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Jet Series: The Sinful Seven #2 Author: Connie Lafortune




Title: Jet
Series: The Sinful Seven #2
Author: Connie Lafortune
Genre: Contemporary Rockstar Romance
Cover Design: Tina Glasneck
Release Date: July 22, 2021


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As the crowd cheers and the music blasts,
I’m content to let my bandmates take center stage.
They can steal the spotlight while I get lost in the thumping beats.

There, in the shadows of our building fame,
my secrets remain safely hidden, or so I thought.

Quinn wants to uncover all of my pain.
See every scar.
Yet the ugly truth carved on my heart could be enough to drive her away.

I didn’t want the world to know.
But now my past has come back to haunt me.
Will I lose the girl and my dream too, when everything I desperately tried to hide comes crashing down around me?

Dive into the gritty world of rock-and-roll with Jet, the second installment of The Sinful Seven series, where the past and present collide!







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“Now, Quinn. You’re shivering and we need to get you inside of a hot shower. Pronto.” Swallowing the lump in my throat, I pull down my panties, shift my leg, and then lean forward to unhook my bra. I suck in a breath when he reaches out his hand. So, this very humiliated girl gives him what he’s asking for. Not funny.
My arms cover my chest and I lean back against the cold tub. It feels good but then it doesn’t. I’m so fucked, I know I am. He’s going to stalk in here and take control and I hate feeling so weak and out of control. Everyone knows I detest depending on anyone.
My heart’s hammering inside my chest when I hear him enter a few minutes later. I’m so afraid to open my eyes as I hear the rustling of clothes. No way, I can’t see this man naked. I just can’t. Sexy rockstars are my downfall, just ask my ex.
I jump when his breath skitters across my face. Just a hint of whiskey lingers, making me wonder if his lips taste the same. I’m so screwed. Imagine what would happen if I wasn’t feeling so out of sorts.
“Put your arms around my neck, boss. Shh, don’t cry. I promise this is our little secret. No one needs to know.” I do what he asks, and the next thing I know his naked chest is pressed to mine. How is it possible that I’m hot and cold at the same time?
Jet’s so gentle as he holds me up while trying to set the water. I’d help but I’m really not capable at this time. So, I let him do his thing and a few seconds later, he turns us around so the water is striking him first. Testing it to make sure it’s not too hot. Jet Turner really is a good guy after all.
Once he adjusts the temp, we spin around and now I’m under the gentle pulse of the showerhead. The water is perfect and so is he! I haven’t opened my eyes, for fear of what I’ll find staring back at me. If it weren’t for him still wearing his boxer briefs, we’d be skin on skin. It’s evident that he finds me attractive, even in my condition. Under any other circumstances, I’d slip my hand inside those briefs, but this is not the time.
“Hold on tight, baby. I’m going to wash you up now.” And he does, every square inch of my body. I should have protested when his fingers glided between my legs, but it felt too damn good and I had no words. Just gasps and moans as I almost orgasmed over his fingertips. Maybe I did, I don’t remember.
The water is turned off way too soon, in my opinion. My arms are wrapped around his waist and my eyes have been opened for a few minutes. How can I not look at his gorgeous body since it might be the last time? I try to look away when his fingertips trace the contours of my face and he tilts my head to meet his steely gaze. His blues to my brown. Wow, just wow. I could drown in those stormy eyes. “Feeling better?” I nod because I still can’t find my voice. If someone had told me this morning that I’d be in the shower with Jet today, I’d have pinched myself to see if it were a dream. And I’m not sick enough to forget he called me baby. Yeah, I got it bad and that’s so fucking dangerous.
For a second, I think he’s going to kiss me, and then he reaches over and grabs one of my fluffy white towels, wraps it around me, and carries me bridal-style into the bedroom. I’m confused when I notice the bed has been stripped.
“I was going to make the bed but didn’t know where you kept your extra sheets.” I’m overwhelmed with emotion. Tears threaten to fall but I won’t let them. While I was in the tub, he did all of this and even thought to put clean clothes on the chair for me, too.
He rushes over and drops to his knees when my tears spill free. I can’t contain them any longer as they tumble down my flushed cheeks. I need to ask. I just do. “Why?” He looks confused. “Why did you insist on helping me today?” I sweep my arm across the room and the towel slips, exposing my breasts to hungry eyes. It lasts a split second, until he hangs his head.






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Connie Lafortune is a rebel, coffee addict and incurable romantic. She pens steamy contemporary romance about enemies-to-lovers, second chances, and broken heroes with plenty of angst. If she’s not in her office writing her next novel, you can bet she’s curled up in a comfy chair with her nose buried in a book. On the lookout for her next book boyfriend!


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Rough Ride Series: Aussie Devils MC #1 Author: Kinley Crain




Title: Rough Ride
Series: Aussie Devils MC #1
Author: Kinley Crain
Genre: Contemporary MC Romance
Release Date: October 15, 2021


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Blake “Bazza” Reid
Biker.
Loyal.
Brutal.

I’ve been the Aussie Devils MC’s enforcer for over ten years and I’ve gained a reputation for being ruthless. I’ve never betrayed my club and didn’t think I ever would, until Ciara Byrne crashed into my life. Her father’s mob are our enemies and I should hand her over to my brothers to use as a hostage, but I can’t take that risk with her life. Now I’ve got her holed up in a hotel room with no idea what I’m going to do with her.

Ciara Byrne
Mafia Princess.
On the run.
Sinfully beautiful.

Being forced into an arranged marriage was never part of my future plans. Running away was my only choice. I had never intended on winding up in Brisbane, and I definitely hadn’t intended on standing beside an ambulance on the side of the highway trying to explain what the bloody hell just happened to a paramedic. Now my fate falls to the devilishly handsome biker I’d hit with my car. He can either hand me over to his club mates or let me go. Personally, I preferred the third choice—give in to a desire that’s consumed us since we first met.


This is a dark romance with morally ambiguous themes.







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There once lived a devil and an angel on the shoulders of a sweet Australian lady who has always loved writing romance.

Kinley Crain is that devil, the alter ego who craves bad boys, kink, and taboo storylines. Whether it’s bikers, mobsters, or morally ambiguous men, Kinley is ready to explore the relationships that thaws these wicked characters’ hearts.

If you think you can withstand high heat stories with lots of passion, need, bad boys, and kinky situations, come to the dark side. Kinley can’t bake cookies, but she will suck you into a world you won’t want to leave.


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Scarred Series: Bullied #5 Author: Vera Hollins




Title: Scarred
Series: Bullied #5
Author: Vera Hollins
Genre: Enemies to Lovers High School Romance
Cover Design: Rasha Savic
Release Date: August 30, 2021


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Three years ago, I became a shell of the girl I’d once been, left to pick up the pieces of my soul. I’d decided I wasn’t going to let anyone walk all over me or bring me down, and I was surviving just fine. But then I met him. Masen Brown.

I call him Barbie, though. Or Pudding Face. Or Walking STD. The list of insults goes on and on, I hate him that much. He’s rotten to the core, a bully, a womanizer, and the cockiest guy I’ve ever met.

So, I’m going to teach him his place. One way or another.

He doesn’t give in without a fight. He strikes back each time, though I’m not one to give up or be intimidated. He’s going to see he’s finally met his match in me.

So, either he’ll learn his lesson, or I’m going to make him learn it.







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Vera Hollins is the author of the Bullied series, which has amassed over 30 million reads online since 2016. She loves writing emotional, dark, and angsty love stories that deal with heartbreak, mental and social issues, and finding light in darkness. 

She’s been writing since she was nine, and before she knew it, it became her passion and life. She particularly likes coffee, bunnies, angsty romance, and anti-heroes. When she’s not writing, you can find her reading, plotting her next book with as many twists as possible, and watching YouTube.


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Twisted Games Series: Twisted #2 Author: Ana Huang




Title: Twisted Games
Series: Twisted #2
Author: Ana Huang
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Quirah Casey,
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Photo: Wander Aguiar
Model: Christoph Leitner
Release Date: July 29, 2021


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She can never be his…but he’s taking her anyway.

Stoic, broody, and arrogant, elite bodyguard Rhys Larsen has two rules: 1) Protect his clients at all costs 2) Do not become emotionally involved. Ever.

He has never once been tempted to break those rules…until her.

Bridget von Ascheberg. A princess with a stubborn streak that matches his own and a hidden fire that reduces his rules to ash.

Day by day, inch by inch, she breaks down his defenses until he’s faced with a truth he can no longer deny: he swore an oath to protect her, but all he wants is to ruin her. Take her.

Because she’s his.

His princess.
His forbidden fruit.
His every depraved fantasy.

***

Regal, strong-willed, and bound by the chains of duty, Princess Bridget dreams of the freedom to live and love as she chooses.

But when her brother abdicates, she’s suddenly faced with the prospect of a loveless, politically expedient marriage and a throne she never wanted.

And as she navigates the intricacies—and treacheries—of her new role, she must also hide her desire for a man she can’t have.

Her bodyguard.
Her protector.
Her ultimate ruin.

Unexpected and forbidden, theirs is a love that could destroy a kingdom…and doom them both.

Twisted Games is a contemporary royal bodyguard romance. It’s book two of the Twisted series but can be read as a standalone.

Warning: This book contains a possessive alpha hero, explicit sexual content, and profanity.







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“Please.” Bridget spun toward me, fury and something infinitely sadder glittering in her eyes. “Every time I so much as smile at a man, you bulldoze your way between us like a territorial bear. Why is that, Mr. Larsen? Especially when you told me in no uncertain terms when we first met that you don’t get involved in your clients’ personal lives.”
I didn’t answer, but my jaw continued to tick in rhythm with my pulse. Tick. Tick. Tick. A bomb waiting to go off and blow up our lives as knew it.
“Maybe…” Bridget’s expression turned contemplative as she took a step toward me. Mistake number one. “You want to be in their place.” She smiled, but the haunted look remained in her eyes. “Do you want me, Mr. Larsen? The princess and the bodyguard. It would make a nice story for your buddies.”
Mistake number two.
“You want to stop talking now, Your Highness,” I said softly. “And be very, very careful what you do next.”
“Why?” Bridget took another step toward me, then another, until she was less than a foot away. “I’m not afraid of you. Everyone else is, but I’m not.” She placed her hand on my chest.
Mistake number three.
Her gasp hadn’t fully left her throat before I’d spun her around and bent her over the nearby dresser, one hand gripping her chin and forcing her head back while the other closed around her throat. My cock pressed into her ass, hard and angry.
I’d been on edge all night. Hell, I’d been on edge for two years. The moment Bridget von Ascheberg entered my life, I’d been on a countdown to destruction, and tonight might just be the night everything went to hell.
“You should be, princess. You wanna know why?” I growled. “Because you’re right. I do want you. But I don’t want to kiss or make love to you. I want to fuck you. I want to punish you for mouthing off and letting another man put his hands on you. I want to yank up that tiny fucking dress of yours and pound into you so hard you won’t be able to walk for days. I want all those things, even though I can’t have them. But if you don’t stop looking at me like that…” I tightened my grip on her chin and throat. She stared at me in the mirror, her lips parted and her eyes dark with heat. “I might take them anyway.”






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Ana Huang is an author of primarily steamy New Adult and contemporary romance. Her books contain diverse characters and emotional, sometimes twisty roads toward HEAs (with plenty of banter and spice sprinkled in). Besides reading and writing, Ana loves traveling, is obsessed with hot chocolate, and has multiple relationships with fictional boyfriends.


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Avryl: Written in Stone Series: Limelight #1 Author: London Gates




Title: Avryl: Written in Stone
Series: Limelight #1
Author: London Gates
Genre: Forbidden Romance/Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Lori Jackson Design
Photo: Wander Aguiar Photography
Model: Elise Duncan
Release Date: August 5, 2021


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Axton Manson. Wealthy. Hot. Well-known, but private.
He would be the perfect member at Limelight Manhattan, if he weren’t an ex-con.
I always knew I would be the one to get him out of prison. He spent two years in jail because he saved me.
With the help of my sister, I helped clear his name. But she made me promise to never write him again.
She never said anything about following him.
I watch other women stare.
He doesn’t seem to care. Or notice.
He says he won’t let me waste my time with him. He says he’s a murderer, and doesn’t know who he is anymore.
I know who he is. And I know Ax is mine.







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London Gates will open a new world for you with her writing that will keep you on a rollercoaster of emotions. Highs of very provocative and sexy moments with dips of passion and romance that will have you dying for more.
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Wicked Master Series: Brutal Reign #4 Author: Sasha Leone




Title: Wicked Master
Series: Brutal Reign #4
Author: Sasha Leone
Genre: Dark Mafia Romance
Cover Design: Opulent Swag & Designs
Release Date: August 24, 2021


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Her punishment is my reward…
Sweet. Fragile. Unbroken.

She’s forced up on stage like a lamb to the slaughter.
The perfect captive… for a price.

I’ll make sure I’m the highest bidder.

It’s that sandy blonde hair; those shimmering hazel eyes.
They remind me of an old life,
Before I became the monster I am today.

Oh, how weak I once was…

Two million dollars, and she’s mine.

To reclaim my past, I will conquer her.
Control her.
Break her.

… But when Mary shatters under my obsession,
Something unexpected happens.

I want to put her back together again.

There’s more to this girl than meets the eye.
A darkness that threatens to engulf us both.

I’ll fight those demons off.

Because she doesn’t belong to them anymore.

She belongs to me.


*Wicked Master is a standalone Dark Mafia Enemies to Lovers Captive Romance with mature themes and a happily ever after. It is the fourth book of the Brutal Reign series.







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Sasha Leone writes dark, suspenseful romance novels about powerful mafia kings and the women who bring them to their knees.


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Crooked Crows Series: Boys of Briar Hall #1 Author: Elena Lawson




Title: Crooked Crows
Series: Boys of Briar Hall #1
Author: Elena Lawson
Genre: Dark NA Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Pretty in Ink Creations
Release Date: August 20, 2021


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Unapologetically f*cked up. Heartlessly cruel. Broken beyond repair.

Corvus, Rook, and Grey – The Crows.

Bred in a world of gang wars, violence, and secrets, they rule the bloody town of Thorn Valley and all the people in it…too bad for me I’ve never been good at kissing ass or keeping quiet.

Even if their savage spirits awaken something inside of me I thought was long dead, I can’t break. I won’t.

They think they scare me, that I’ll run and hide, but the joke’s on them. The Crows aren’t the first monsters I’ve faced, and they won’t be the last. There are worse evils out there waiting to take their stab at Ava Jade Mason.

I say let them try. I’m tired of running. Tired of holding back my darkness. Thorn Valley isn’t ready for a new boogie man. Too bad I’m already here.

Crooked Crows is a dark enemies-to-lovers reverse harem romance, meaning the main character will have more than one love interest.

Warning: This series contains foul language, explicit sexual content, graphic depictions of gang violence, and jealous/possessive themes. Recommended for readers aged eighteen and up. Please read responsibly.







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CHAPTER ONE

Corvus

Randy’s body hadn’t begun to smell yet, and judging by the still-tacky smears of blood around the carving on his chest, I’d say he’d only been dead an hour. Maybe less.
You idiot,” I seethed, glaring at his prone form as I drew my blade, giving a short, sharp whistle to alert the others that we may not be alone.
Rook and Grey’s quiet footfalls sounded behind me as they jogged down the alley, slowing to a walk as they approached.
Rook cursed, rocking back on his heels when he saw the body half-laying, half-sitting against the side of a rusted green dumpster. He scrubbed a wide palm over his jaw. “The tip was legit.”
No shit.
A chick from the after-hours stocking crew at the Valley-Mart was the one who tipped off the Saints about the body. Damn near the whole town knew better than to call the cops first, and the ones who didn’t…they’d learn.
If there’s blood in the streets, you don’t want the useless rent-a-cops from Thorn Valley PD on the case. They don’t care about you. They won’t protect you. The Saints will.
I knelt to drag my red-stained fingertips over Randy’s eyelids and bowed my head. Grey crouched next to me, reaching two digits to the hollow beneath Randy’s chin, feeling for a pulse. As if someone this pale, this still could possibly be living.
His hand dropped not two seconds later, his head with it.
“I’ll call it in,” Grey said, dutifully drawing out his phone and rising from his crouch.
“Stay close,” I growled when he moved to walk away.
“He was supposed to be made a full member at the next meeting,” Rook mused aloud, biting on his lip ring. A habit he knew annoyed the absolute fuck out of me.
I stood, pushing off from my knees. “Not anymore,” I held out a hand for the bag slung over Rook’s shoulder. “Give me the tarp. Let’s get this shit over with. I need a fucking shower.”
Rook tossed me the bag and I pulled out the folded blue square, wincing when the sound of it crinkling echoed back to us from the tall brick walls of the alley. The whole place smelled like trash, but there was an undercurrent of something out of place, too. Cologne. Or just some really terrible aftershave. Like a pinecone got ass fucked by a lime. My nose wrinkled at the reek of it.
“Keep an eye out.”
Rook nodded, drawing his blade and hissing at Grey to get off the damned phone and help me.
“The carving,” Grey started as he ended the call, helping me lay out the tarp to roll the poor bastard’s body onto it, “It was the Aces?”
The letter ‘A’ brutally carved into the pale flesh of Randy’s chest would make anyone think so, but I wasn’t convinced.
“We haven’t had beef with the Iron Aces in months,” I hissed. “There’s no reason for this. Doesn’t make sense.”
“But the carving—”
“I know what it looks like, Winters.”
At that, both of my brothers fell silent and we wrapped Randy’s body tightly in the tarp, binding him like a fucking sausage with half a roll of duct tape.
He was only twenty-four. Didn’t have a family. No kids. Not even a girlfriend. Without any of those things, Randy would be given a whiskey-fueled farewell by the Thorn Valley Saints and then sent to a watery grave. It was the best many of us could hope for.
“Diesel’s orders are to bring him to the Crow’s Nest for now. Said he’d deal with it later,” Grey told me as we finished, and I stuffed the rest of the duct tape back into the bag and tossed it to Rook.
When I didn’t reply, still trying to work through the puzzle that was Randy’s mangled corpse, Rook stepped to my side. “Want me to bring the Rover ‘round?”
I nodded, jerking my chin for Grey to follow. “Go with him.”
At least it was a cool night for early October in Northern Cali. Hopefully, his corpse wouldn’t stink up the Rover too much before Diesel sent the cleaners to deal with it. Nothing worse than the smell of dead guy in the morning.
They turned to leave, but the roar of an engine coming to a stuttering, screeching stop at the mouth of the alley had me throwing an arm out to shield them, gun drawn, finger resting next to the trigger.
The sleek black sedan hadn’t even come to a full stop before a body jumped out of the backseat.
I took aim.
Air rushed from my lungs in a heavy exhale. I relaxed as I took in long legs, a mane of dark brown hair, and an ass so fine it made my cock twitch beneath my jeans.
“Move the body,” I hissed. Grey and Rook each took an end, pulling Randy with us into the shadows behind the trash bin and out of sight.
A driver exited the sedan as the girl pounded white-knuckled fists on its trunk. The bitch could hit. I’d be surprised if she hadn’t left at least one dent in the thing.
“Miss,” the driver pleaded. “Miss, the school is another mile uphill. Miss, please—”
“Open the fucking trunk,” she snapped back at him, her voice carrying. It was laced with warning and the pinhead driver must’ve sensed it because he lifted his hands in a placating gesture I knew well and retreated to the open driver’s side door to pop the trunk.
“Ava Jade,” came a woman’s willowy voice from the darkened backseat as a window rolled lazily down. “You get back in the car this instant.”
The girl, Ava Jade, I presumed, ignored the older woman’s plea, hauling a massive suitcase and satchel from the trunk. When the damn thing fell over, it nearly took her with it, but she righted the suitcase, and herself, and took off in a huff, lugging all of her things up the road.
“Ava Jade!”
The girl paused, an audible growl tearing from her lips as she spun. A dark simpering fury in the set of her jaw. “I’d rather be at some bullshit elitist academy than spend a single night at your fucking museum.”
She didn’t spare another second for the old woman. She turned on her heel and left, upper lip curled with distaste.
Both Grey and Rook craned their necks to get a better look and I suppressed a groan.
“Is that old-lady Humphrey?” Rook asked.
The bitch was rich; her dead husband came from old money. She lived in the big mansion over at Waverly Place all alone with, rumor had it, at least nine cats and a parrot that squawked all hours of the day and night.
“Looks like it,” Grey replied and I strained to hear the distant hum of more civilized conversation as the old bat instructed the driver to leave the girl and take her home for Christ’s sake.
The car drove off after a minute and we were left listening to the distant echo of the suitcase wheels bumping noisily over the pavement as the girl made her way down mainstreet and up towards Briar Hall.
Both the guys darted forward after the red glow of the sedan’s tail lights vanished, peering around the edge of the alley wall to get a better look at the chick.
“Should we…” Rook trailed off, a mischievous grin tipping up one corner of his lips, Randy forgotten for the moment.
“No.”
“The fucker who killed Randy could still be around,” Grey added. “We should at least warn her if not give her a ri—”
“I said no,” I repeated, leveling the full weight of my glare on them both. Rook was quick to shrug it off, but Grey, he still didn’t get it. He would though, even if I had to pound it into him.
I tucked my gun into the back of my waistband. “She isn’t our fucking problem.”
We weren’t about to go out of our way for some spoiled rich brat who was going to be in the nurse’s office all day tomorrow sobbing about all the blisters from her brand new heels. Not a fucking chance.
Grey stared after her a moment longer and I didn’t like the way his eyes followed her movements. Hell, even Rook still seemed bent out of shape that I wasn’t going to let him loose on her. Turning his lip ring round and round with his teeth, his dark eyes gleaming with malice even though he was clearly trying to play it off like he didn’t give a shit.
“There are finer asses than that in Thorn Valley,” I said to Grey, attempting another tactic. “In fact, I’m pretty sure you left one in your bed an hour ago.”
Grey tipped his head to one side, snorting a laugh.
We both knew I wasn’t wrong about that last part, but fuck if I didn’t know the first bit was total horseshit. I’d never seen a piece of ass that was worth wasting more than a night on. But that ass—that ass was trouble if I’d ever seen it.
It was in both of my brothers’ curious stares as they took one last look at her before turning back to me for orders. I was going to have to do something about this Ava Jade. Fast.
“Get the Rover,” I told them. “Looks like tomorrow we have a new student to welcome to Briar Hall.”






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Elena writes stories full of feisty heroines and unforgettable heroes. She may also have a small thing for bad boys and often gravitates towards the darker things in life. When she comes out of her writing cave, she can be found obsessively rearranging her bookshelves, drinking an unreasonable amount of wine, or cooking overly fancy meals for her family and friends.


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Until I Met You A Happily Ever Alpha World Novel Author: Amanda Faye




Title: Until I Met You
A Happily Ever Alpha World Novel
Author: Amanda Faye
Publisher: Boom Factory Publishing, LLC
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: RBA Designs & TCC Designs
Release Date: July 9, 2021


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Dr. Sebastian Ross knows a wounded warrior when he sees one. He thought his days of patching up soldiers were done when he left the Army. Then a bleeding beauty enters his ER. One with haunted eyes, a scarred body, and a military insignia tattooed into her skin. When she disappears without a trace, leaving a fake name behind, he makes it his purpose to track her down and make sure she’s safe.

Cinder Bennet is a warrior. Foster homes, the military, she’s seen it all and survived. When her marriage turns violent, and its kill or be killed, she decides to run instead. She’s started over fresh before, after all. Her only mission is to stay under the radar. But then she meets the doctor with the kind eyes, and his determination for her safety takes her breath away.

When Sebastian looks at Cinder, he doesn’t see a broken soldier with cracks in her armor from a hard-lived life, but a woman strong and proud. From the minute he lays eyes on her, he’s determined to be both her shield and her sword. To fill the holes in her heart—with him.

Until I Met You is part of Aurora Rose Reynolds’s Happily Ever Alpha World. If you loved Until July, then you will want to read Until I Met You.







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I don’t write lady porn. I write love stories that fuel your soul, breaks your heart, then puts it back together again stronger than when I found it. When you pick up one of my books, you can expect humor, drama, Beta’s in the streets and Alpha’s in the sheets. And sex with the feels so hot that you’ll need a cigarette when it’s over…
And that, my friends, is porn to a lady.

Amanda Faye currently resides in Atlanta with her high school sweetheart and husband of 15 years and their 4 amazing children.

She’s had a passion for reading and writing since she was a child. She stole her first romance novel from her mother at age 12 and hasn’t looked back since.

You could say being a Reeder is in her blood. (Family joke)


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ABOUT BOOM FACTORY PUBLISHING


Aurora Rose Reynolds and her husband, Sedaka Reynolds, created Boom Factory Publishing to use their experiences to expand and promote upcoming and existing indie authors. 

With over five years in the industry, and millions of books sold worldwide, we know what it takes to become a successful author and we will use this knowledge to take our authors to the next level. 

“As a successful hybrid author in this ever evolving industry, I know that you’re only as successful as the team that is promoting you!” – Aurora Rose Reynolds


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