The Vampire’s Coqui by Evelise Archer

May 9, 2016 Spotlight 0

downloadGenre: M/M

Diablo loves his ranch, his horses, and the men he works with. He also has certain proclivities which the C & L Ranch caters to. Diablo is a Dominant and a one hundred and fifty year old vampire who desperately desires a mate and permanent sub.

Newly graduated from Veterinary School, Kristoph Karlisle answers the Vet Needed ad for the C & L Ranch. The little coquí shifter is better suited for the warmer climate and eagerly heads south towards a new job—and his fated mate.

Diablo hopes his mate is as open-minded as the other residents of the C & L Ranch, where hog tying takes on a whole new meaning.



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Kristoph’s heart skipped a full beat or maybe two and the sweat trickled down his back at the bomb just dropped on his lap. The polo shirt began to stick to him and he hoped his deodorant did the job. Diablo Rivera-Calderon was an imposing figure of a man. Sexy, wore a pair of jeans as if they’d been painted on, Kristoph’s new boss, and oh yeah—his mate. Never did Kristoph think he’d move hours away from his current home not only for a job but also to find his mate—life mate as Diablo called him. Coquíes did not necessarily mate for life nor believe in life mates. They knew mates existed and from the moment Kristoph laid eyes on Diablo his scent called to him and he knew the attraction strong, but a life mate?

Usually coquí unions were arranged by the parents or some older relative for the sake of procreation and keeping their shifter population thriving. They rarely mated outside the species. Kristoph’s parents were a perfect example. Their marriage had been arranges and they brought six children into the world. Unlike their animal counterpart which laid up to twenty five eggs per year, the shifter coquí usually had a child every year and a half. Kristoph sometimes wondered if they only stayed together out of habit, and because it was expected He certainly didn’t think they loved each other and when they tried to arrange a marriage for him, Kristoph left his island home of Puerto Rico for the sunnier pastures of Florida.

Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, a scholarship from the University of Pennsylvania to study paid off in more than one way. The weather may not have been what he’d originally sought, but now relocating to Virginia…

Confused, Kristoph wondered if all the ramblings of his parents about survival and procreation was just their way to keep him in line, especially once he told them he was gay. They were appalled and screamed it was his duty to marry a nice coquí-shifter girl and keep the species thriving. Once his parents informed him they had an arranged marriage for him, Kristoph left and never looked back. Lies. Everything they told him—lies.

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An avid reader and story teller, wife, mother and educator, Evelise is living her dream with her loving husband, two dogs , a rabbit, and three children who visit often. Fueled by desire for a strong cup of coffee and a passion for literature, Evelise can be found reading her favorite books on her e-reader or in front of her laptop spinning her next tale.
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Montgomery Manor by Allie Harrison

May 2, 2016 Spotlight 0

AllieHarrison_MontgomeryManor_ecover_200-200x300Genre: Paranormal Romance

Welcome to Montgomery Manor, a beautiful Bed & Breakfast complete with gorgeous guest rooms, a five-star restaurant, and a haunting history of true love, betrayal, and murder…

When soulmates Quint and Meg Falkner inherit moldering Montgomery Manor, they are in way over their heads. With a bit of faith and strange push they cannot ignore, they jump head first into bringing the large, compelling house back to its original grandeur.

But something is different…something is…wrong. Quint isn’t acting himself, and Meg keeps seeing visions, images of the past seeping into her very soul. When Meg becomes the target of a mysterious, dangerous admirer, her world implodes, leaving her vulnerable to the otherworldly inhabitants of the house…the very house calling out to her, its secrets begging to be uncovered.

Endless corridors, echoing darkness, and hidden treasure weave together in this tale of everlasting love and second chances.

Can Meg and Quint make a new life for themselves in Montgomery Manor, or will Montgomery Manor’s secrets tear them apart forever?

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“There’s something different about the way Quint looks at me,” Meg said.

“Like what?” Evan asked.

The chimes above the door rang to signal a customer’s arrival. She stared at the man walking into her shop. It was Quint. At least she thought he was Quint.

“Like that,” she said, more to herself than to Evan.

The man who entered her shop looked like Quint; he had the same dark hair, the same sharp features, the same fiery blue eyes, and the same six-foot muscular build that came from years of working construction. His deep, hard gaze never left her as he walked past the shelves of books toward her, his body moving with his familiar gait. Yes, he was her husband.

Wasn’t he?

His gaze caressed her, from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, undressing her with his eyes, seeing into the deep ocean of her soul. He looked like he wanted to devour her.

He held her bound with his unyielding look, and her heart pounded in her chest.

His expression was hungry, but his eyes said so much more. There was a look of excitement, as well as an anxious bearing of waiting, wanting, knowing. His dark twilight eyes lit with a savage, proud, inner fire that all but reached out and held her in place, a look that saw right into her, and read all her thoughts, her dreams, and her desires.

She felt her husband’s allure, like the heat of a fire on a cold night. It bound her, snatching the breath from her lungs. He was her husband, the same man she’d vowed to love, honor, and cherish for the rest of her life.

He’d changed, but she couldn’t figure out why that caused her blood to rush through her as if she’d just met his gaze from across a crowded room.
For a long moment, uncertainty held her tongue. She ached to move closer to him, as something about him commanded her to do.

Or should she run in the other direction?

Then his kiss captured her attention. His lips were hard and urgent, filled with need and longing.

His mouth, warm and perfect, sent a burning tingle of longing through her. He could have just as easily reached in to her chest and squeezed her heart in the palm of his hand.

This could not be her husband. Her husband never believed in public displays of affection.

Her senses whirled with the taste of mint and Quint, leaving her knees weak, and her soul uncertain.

Public or not, how long had it been since he’d kissed her with such overwhelming passion? She couldn’t remember. Never? She broke away.

Quint let her break the breath-stealing kiss. “I thought we could have lunch and celebrate tonight’s grand opening. Alone.”

“Where?” She forced in a breath.

“At home, in our bed.” He whispered, his breath hot and sensual against her ear.

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Allie Harrison lives with her husband in Southern Illinois. When she isn’t enjoying fun family time, games with friends, reading, crafts, music and winemaking, she’s working to build fictional worlds and unforgettable characters. She also writes as Allie Quinn and can be found at

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A Guy and A Girl by Victoria Adams

April 25, 2016 Spotlight 0

Adams_Guy and GirlGenre: New Adult Contemporary

Lies, deceits and secrets – not a good way to begin a relationship.

After an ugly past forced Hunter Connolly to escape to Europe, the talented hockey player is back in North America and determined to land a position with a professional team. But he can’t hide from his past forever, especially when his beautiful classmate, Chelsea, forces him to reexamine his life. Soon, hockey is not his first priority anymore.

Chelsea Henderson is a bright co-ed working towards her dream of being a professional dancer. She forms a unique friendship with one of her father’s newest recruits and would love nothing more than to take it to the next level. However, there’s just one small problem. He doesn’t know she’s his coach’s daughter.

Amid the deceptions, danger lurks closer than they could ever imagine. Will fate contrive to rip the young lovers apart? Or will Hunter and Chelsea have their shot at love?


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“Come on in.” Hunter called from his spot sprawled on the floor in front of his sofa.

Chelsea walked into the living room. “Hey.”

He nodded, grabbed the remote and muted the television.

Chelsea spun a kitchen chair around and sat on it. “Okay, the silence’s killing me. I’ll start with some lame conversation and you just leap in. How was the bio midterm?”

“Passed it. Should write all my exams with a hangover.”

She tapped her fingernail on her thigh. “Guess that was the end of the conversation starters.”

Hunter levelled a glare at her. “What do you want, Chelsea?”

“I want you to sound less angry. I want to talk. I’d like to try and explain. First off, I’m so sorry the cops hauled you in.”


“No?” Her voice squeaked.

“Todd was stalking you. The cops had no idea if it was him or me. And from the questions asked, I’d say some pretty weird things’d been happening.”
She shuddered. “I kept thinking I was being paranoid or something. But that’s not why I’m here.”

Hunter slammed a fist on the carpet. “I damn near slept with the coach’s daughter! Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”

Chelsea watched the tiredness in his eyes shift to rage. “Because… because….”

“I wouldn’t date you if I knew who you were.”

“Yea and that’s not fair.” She sat up taller and matched her gaze with his. “It’s not my fault your coach is my dad.”

Hunter closed his eyes and sighed. “I don’t know what to do, Chelsea. My head hurts too damn much to think.”

“Damn it, Hunter, I really like you. I don’t want to lose you as a friend. I don’t want to lose us.”

“I don’t know if there’s going to be an us anymore.” He rubbed his temples.

Chelsea sat behind him on the sofa, slipped her hands under his and began massaging his head.

Hunter pushed her hands away. Although it hurt him to say it, he said, “Go home, Chels. I need time to think.”

He refused to look at her. He couldn’t. He knew he’d give in, wrap his arms around her and beg her to stay.

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SORM About the Author
I’m Victoria Adams. I live in Ontario, Canada with my husband and pets. Daughter’s grown up and is now teaching. I like to garden, cook and belly dance. In the summer, cars slow down when they pass my front yard and the passengers gaze at my flower beds. Friends love to be invited over for supper as the meal is going to be good, good for you and nowhere near low-calorie! No dieting allowed at dinner parties. As to belly dancing, find a class and try it. It’s a blast!
I’ve been writing since I was little. Being an only child, long car rides were filled with making up stories in my head about the people I saw out the car window. When my daughter was younger, I made up stories that she suggested. I’d say – Once upon a time there was a…. She’d shout an answer – chicken! And the story went from there. Great creativity exercise as it turns out. Now, my writing style has taken a split to contemporary romance for adults and contemporary romance for new adults.

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Run by H.G. Lynch

April 22, 2016 Spotlight 0

3346688_origGenre: YA Paranormal Romance

Tilly is a witch…at least, she thinks she is. All she really knows is that she has powers she shouldn’t, and that the cruel women she escaped
from – who definitely are witches – will stop at nothing to make her their prisoner again because of those powers.

But Tilly has fallen in with a strange group – a pack of werewolves. The pack wants to protect her; none of them more so than Dominic, the alpha’s kind-hearted son. Tilly thinks she might be falling for him, but she can’t help being fascinated by his brooding, mysterious half-brother Spencer.

Caught between the two, Tilly isn’t sure anymore what she’s most scared of: the witches hunting her down, or her own heart betraying her.



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Spencer smiled, slowly, and it changed his whole face. He looked dark and seductive. He took another half step closer to me, and the spark of energy that touched my aura almost stung— but not quite.

My breathing was shallow and uneven. Spencer’s eyes flashed gold and blue. His wolf was awake and pacing inside him. I could sense it just under his skin, wanting to come out. It made me afraid, but at the same time, it gave me a thrill. He was close enough to touch, but I didn’t dare move. He was a predator stalking his prey, and I was that prey.

Then Spencer raised his hand, and I stood unflinching as he drew his fingertips across my collarbone, just above the round collar of my nightshirt. Goosebumps lifted in the wake of his touch. He dragged his fingers lightly across my shoulder and down my arm, and gripped my wrist, reeling me in toward him.

There were only a few inches of space between us, and I could feel the heat of his body beating against mine, feel his warm breath stirring my hair, and smell his skin—all stormy nights and burning wood. His hair was coal black, blacker than the sky above us. His skin was pale as the moon, and his eyes glowed blue, pale blue with gold around the irises. I couldn’t look away from his eyes.

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H.G. Lynch is a Paranormal Romance author from Scotland. She is an avid reader, and cat-lover. She spends most of her days writing, while wrestling her cat off her laptop. She loves horse-riding, Star Trek, and snow.
Her books are dark paranormal romances.

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Dirty Boxing by A.K. Layton

April 21, 2016 Spotlight 0

She was resistant, but he was insistent. A heart isn’t safe when you fight dirty.

Leena Clark is independent, fierce, and most importantly, always in control. As an event planner those are excellent qualities to have. Carrying those into a personal life doesn’t translate well, but that isn’t something that concerns her. She’s content living blissfully in her spinsterhood. However, when temptation and foolish curiosity clash, she allows the one man she shouldn’t to get close to her. After insisting it was a mistake, she finds herself relying on the fighter for help out of a difficult situation. But his help comes with a price.

Gavril Alenin has been waiting for the opportunity to get close to the beautiful, self-assured, and guarded Leena, and her moment of weakness is his chance to fight for the future he wants. Now in his fifteenth year as a professional MMA fighter, he’s ready to get out of the game, but not without a very specific plan: fight for the title one last time, then settle down with the reluctant Leena. But when he finally gets close to the girl of his dreams, everything else in his world falls apart.

When life turns their world on its head they have to decide if what they have is worth the fight, or will they lose it all because of fears and broken dreams?

Content Warning: contains graphic language, some violence, sex, and adult content

Genre(s): Contemporary Romance



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A.K. Layton has always been one to play by her own set of rules. In her youth she enjoyed writing poetry as it gave her a creative outlet which had no restrictions. Now, after years of reading all types of romantic novels she decided that she wanted to write stories her way. She pushed ahead as only a natural born Taurus can, with sheer stubbornness and determination.

She resides in Oregon with her husband and two children. When she isn’t over committing herself for school functions, play-dates, and volunteer activities she enjoys watching MMA fights, taking advantage of the beautiful Oregon Coast, and reading until the wee hours of the night.

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Bounty Hunter 2035 by Wil Collins and Savannah Black

April 18, 2016 Spotlight 0

41jVrw8pd-L._SY445_QL70_Genre: Post Apocalyptic

The year is 2035. 20 years earlier the earth was shaken to its core. Earthquakes started in North Korea and went around the world. Tsunamis ravaged the coasts. Horses are the preferred mode of travel and bounty hunters are the only justice outside of the city states. The centralized governments have fallen apart. Infrastructure is in shambles. Cody becomes a bounty hunter after his wife and daughter fall victim to roving gangs. He tracks them down and kills them all. He rescues a wolf pup and as he grows, Cody realizes he has a psychic bond with him and he can see, hear, and smell everything the wolf experiences.

Tracking two men, who raped murdered and stole, he ends up in what is left of San Francisco. He kills the men taking evidence back with him with the help of a young woman who has lived her whole life in the ravaged town. She hates Bounty Hunters but once she sees that Cody is a decent and honorable man, she leaves with him to become his partner. On the way out of the city, they save two men and a woman from certain death and lead them out of the hell hole.

They find an abandoned farm in the country and homestead it. The barn and a few small outbuildings are all that is left. As they settle into their new life, they have to defend it from one of the gangs from the city who want Cayce back. Can they defend their new home? Can they explore the love that develops between them?

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Bart pulled the muzzle of his rifle up and dove to get behind cover as he loosed a round at the man in the middle of the street. Cody had his gun out of his holster and was pumping lead at Bart, as his left hand brought the rifle down and dropped Hank with the first shot. The bullet ripped through his chest exploding his heart as it mushroomed and tore a hole the size of California in his back. As the bullet ended his life, his finger jerked on the trigger and the bullet hit Cody in the center of his chest. It sent him flying backwards, his arms going forwards.

Bart saw his partner go down as if in slow motion and the man in the street flying backwards. He stood up and squeezed the trigger, but his bullet missed the mark and went through the tail of the man’s duster.

Cody felt the impact of the first bullet. He felt as he if had been kicked by a horse. As he flew backwards, he squeezed another round off, catching Bart in the shoulder, spinning him around, slamming him against the wall. He slid down to the sidewalk.

Cody rolled and came up, levering another round into the chamber of his rifle with one hand. Shakily aiming at the man on the sidewalk, he wobbled towards the man, his hat casting a shadow on his hard eyes. Trying to catch his breath, he didn’t have the leisure to give into the pain as he staggered towards the man.

Bart lifted his gun and Cody jumped when he heard the shotgun blast from behind him. He watched as the front of the man’s shirt squirted blood and he fell sideways.

Cayce cautiously stepped out of the shadow and onto the sidewalk as she pumped another round into the chamber. She kept close to the building as she walked past Cody and up to the man she had just shot. She turned him over with her foot and he coughed. He opened his eyes and looked at her with contempt. She asked, “Is it true? D’ya kill that farmer and rape his wife before killun her?”

He coughed again and said, “Yeah, and I’ll do it to you if I get the chance.”

Cayce’s gun jumped in her hand. The only thing left of his head, was a bloody stump of his neck. In a world where God and goodness were shadows of the past, the fastest most ruthless gun and the one who welded it were God.

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Traveling and working on ranches in the west has given Wil a unique view of what that life is like. Having had two horses and traveling all over the country with them he met a lot of interesting people and saw God’s country up close. His travels and hardships have hardened him into a strong person who is not afraid to take chances. He lives in Florida on a boat and is in the process of refurbishing it. He loves sailing fishing hiking and camping. Most of all he loves traveling and meeting new people.

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Fleeing Beauty by Mark Love

April 15, 2016 Spotlight 0

7955402Genre: Contemporary Mystery/Romance

A discovery of priceless artwork leads Jamie on a collision course with danger.

Jamie Richmond used to live a nice, quiet life. But last fall she witnessed the shooting of a police officer and figured out who did it. Then this winter saw her best friend targeted by a stalker and kidnapped. Yep, Jamie solved that one and came to the rescue. Now it’s summertime and living is supposed to be easy. All she wants to do is write her novels and spend free time with Malone, the guy who has been by her side since all this craziness bega. But that’s not likely to happen.

Jamie’s father was a very successful sculptor who tragically died more than twenty years ago when she was just a child. What she remembers about him is little more than bits and pieces. A storeroom filled with crates of his work is discovered in an old converted factory. This potential fortune in artwork has been waiting all these years.

Jamie recruits Malone and a few close friends to help her unpack the crates and bring her father’s gifts out to the light of day. New of this discover leads to a robbery. Now Jamie is determined to figure out who is behind the crime.

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This sculpture was titled “Fleeing Beauty”.

It was a woman caught in the act of running. Tendrils of slender marble in various lengths and thicknesses extended from her head, as if they were locks of hair billowing out behind her. Part of her face was obscured, turned against her shoulder as if attempting to hide her features from whoever was chasing her. The woman’s body was voluptuous, full of dangerous curves. There was something haunting about this piece. The guys became quiet, which was unusual. Linda slowly moved around it, taking pictures.

“Holy shit,” Ian muttered.

“Watch your language,” Malone said, cuffing him lightly on the back on the head.

“How did he do that?” Ian said, taking a step away. “She looks real.”

“She looks alive,” Malone said.

“Check the file,” I suggested.

None of us could take our eyes off the sculpture.

We spread the file out on the worktable. There were pictures of a woman standing in front of a drop cloth. She was blonde, with an impish smile on her face. She could have been in her early to middle twenties. It was impossible to tell how tall she was. Her figure was eye catching, with a tiny waist and round hips. Most of the pictures showed her in a one piece bathing suit. There was one where she wore a sheer negligee. There were shots of her standing on a pedestal, others with her arms outstretched, and still others where she was looking over her shoulder. In a couple of photos he must have used a fan to blow her hair back.

“She’s a doll,” Ian said.

“Jamie, I think this is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” Linda said softly.

“You’ll get no argument from me.”

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Mark Love (yes, that’s really his name) lived for many years in the metropolitan Detroit area, where crime and corruption are always prevalent. A former freelance reporter, Love is the author of four mysteries, “Why 319?” “Devious” “Vanishing Act” and “Fleeing Beauty” and several short stories.

Love resides in west Michigan with his wife, Kim. He enjoys a wide variety of music, books, cooking and the great outdoors. Love is currently working on several other novels.

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His Perfect Imperfection by Natasza Waters

April 13, 2016 Spotlight 0

hisperfectimperfection_lrgGenre: Contemporary

Mika rents a quaint cottage on a seaside estate. With a group of amazing friends and her disease in remission, she’s happy. In a world spellbound by beauty, she hides the scars of her disorder beneath baggy clothes.

Perched on a cliff, her mysterious landlord lives alone in a stately glass house, although his home is transparent, there’s no penetrating the blue abyss of Cain’s eyes or the coldness of the striking man who disappears for days at a time.






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“What can be so bad that you won’t tell me why you take the injections?”

She nibbled on her lip considering it. Nope, she couldn’t. “Hey, do you know any other escorts. I mean someone in the bargain basement?”

“That’s not funny,” he said, palming the wall on either side of her.

She blew her hair out of her eye. “I’m not kidding.”

He pressed his nose to hers. “You better be,” he whispered to her. “Or you’ll force me to accept your form.”

Even as drunk as she was, her heart slammed to a halt as his words brushed against her lips. Time slowed to a crawl, and then stopped right along with her pulse. “Are you expensive?” Cain’s gaze heated her to the core. What was she doing? She didn’t have a clue about sex, and her words were getting dangerously close to temptation. At the same time she wondered how much room was on her Visa.

He hesitated, his thumb tracing her cheek. “Very.”

“More than a new laptop?”

He huffed out a laugh. “I should have known you were leading me down the path.” He kissed her nose. “When you trust me, I want to know what your secret is, but I have one more for you.”

“I love secrets,” she whispered, and chuckled like the drunken idiot she was.

“You’re my best friend, did you know that?”

Tears sprang to her eyes as he became lost in the darkness of the hallway. When he reached the other end, he stopped. “Stevie said, ‘Cain, I know you’re in love with my sister.’”

She covered her eyes. “Ooooh, God, she is such an ass. Sorry about that, she reads too many romance novels.” She turned, and then said over her shoulder. “By the way, Jen is waiting for you.”


“When we left, her car was still parked in front of the house. My guess…” She wavered and gripped the doorknob. “My guess is she’s naked in your bed, waiting to give you a happy birthday.”


She sighed. “Yeah.” Her heart twisted into a tiny knot, but she ignored it. “Have fun.”

“Mika, I would never do that to you.”

He was only a shadow, but even that pulsed with masculinity.

Her policy of always being truthful didn’t include hurting her friends or sharing how much it would hurt her. “I’d be the first one up and dancing at your wedding. Jen’s looking for perfect. Think you’d fit.”

“You forget what I do?”

“You may be a paid fantasy for hundreds of women, but it’s because you’re the man every girl dreams about marrying. Someone will change your mind one day, Cain. I’m one hundred percent sure.”

“What about your dreams?” he asked quietly.

She couldn’t answer his question because her dreams were all about him. “That’s she’s beautiful and makes you happy.” She escaped into her room. Breeze had already made herself comfortable on her bed. “Move over bed hog.”

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After majoring in English in her early years, Natasza altered course. A lifelong working relationship with the marine industry began when she became an officer with the Coast Guard.

Crafting stories with pieces snipped from real life and the sea—particularly the West Coast, find its way into plots puddled in action and suspense, with unsung heroes and heroines aplenty. Her bestselling series, A Warrior’s Challenge beginning with Code Name: Ghost has won two R.O.N.E. awards and honors the service members who keep our countries safe, and the strength it takes to love a warrior.
A twenty-four hour day finds Natasza drafting her next novel, networking, and thinking about doing her laundry, but instead, she just buys a new pair of socks. Sleep you say? Not so much!

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The Truth of Us by Renea Porter

April 11, 2016 Spotlight 0

The Truth of UsGenre: Romantic Suspense

Seven years ago, leaving home was easy for Ellie Carlisle. With her business steadily growing in New York she was ready to take it to the next level. But a routine trip to the bank turns into the worst day of her life. No longer feeling safe, Ellie decides to pack up with her son and heads back home, out west.

Ever since he was young Dell has always worked on the Carlisle’s Farm. Everyday he regrets not telling Ellie how he felt before she left town. Dell now the small town’s sheriff still manages to find time to help out on the Carlisle’s farm.

When Ellie returns she and Dell connect again and its as if she never left. Ellie’s son Ben takes a liking to Dell and the three become inseparable. When feelings become involved Ellie’s faced with a decision to either go back to New York or stay in Kansas to make a new life for her and her son. But someone from her past comes to even a score putting her life in danger.

Will Dell be able to get to her in time? Will Ellie stay or go back to the city that welcomed her seven years ago?

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Dell’s POV
She stood on her tiptoes and kissed me. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I kissed her back, adding a flash of heat to it.

“Dell and Mommy sitting in a tree,” Ben teased happily.

“Ben!” Ellie yelled. But even she couldn’t hold back the smile. I chuckled.

“What’s up, buddy?” I held my hand in the air and he high fived it. “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

And in classic fashion and without hesitation he told us, “A Sherriff.”

Ellie rolled he eyes and smiled. “Of course he does.”

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SORM About the Author

Renea Porter is best known for writing realistic stories with realistic characters. She mainly writes New Adult and Contemporary Romances. However, she’s not afraid to venture into other genre’s like Paranormal Romance.

She enjoys spending time with her husband of fourteen years, and step son. She calls Pennsylvania home, but loves to travel and try new things. In her free time you can catch her reading books, watching reality tv, and baking.

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Control by R.M. Noble

April 8, 2016 Spotlight 0

ControlGenre: Romance

When technologically gifted Amelia Benson lands a job with Zeus Security, one of Manhattan’s renowned networking offices, she encounters the cold, secretive Mitchell Erikson. Quick to deny her attraction to the mysterious, dominant man, she finds herself gravitating toward him and his secret project despite their professional relationship. Drawn in by her ingenuity, persistence, and fiery temperament, Mitchell finally agrees to answer three of her questions.

Titillated by his past and eager to help, Amelia finds herself enthralled by Erikson’s seduction, face-to-face with the ex who nearly destroyed him, and caught in the middle of a scandal that threatens to tear them apart before they can truly begin.





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I shake my head, stirring the rice on my plate, “I just seem to be stuck in my head is all. I’m a terrible date.” I look up to meet his gaze, “I’m sorry.”

“On the contrary,” he says, reaching across the table to take my hand in his. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“I just feel like everyone’s staring at me,” I whisper.

“Why is that?”

“This dress, my red hair? I stick out like a traffic cone. I’m practically a lit match in a millionaire haystack,” I exhale, blowing up at my bangs to move them away from my face.

Mitch laughs, “I’m not a millionaire.”

I blink, “You’re not? You’re right. That was silly of me to assume. But this place is pretty frou frou, you know?”

He drops his gaze as he says, “You misunderstand. I said I wasn’t a millionaire.” Mitch reaches for his wine glass and takes a sip. “I’m quite comfortable.”

My eyes widen and I try to compose the surprised, and financially aroused, expression on my face. “Way to make a girl feel more at home in her own tax bracket and then yank it away,” I joke.

Mitch rolls his eyes and then says, “Amelia, trust me when I say that anybody looking at you tonight only sees your beauty.” He brings my hand closer to him, and presses his lips to the back of my palm. “And, if that’s not what they see, fuck them.”

I feel a flutter in my stomach that I can’t help but smile at. “What is it you see?” I ask.

“You’ve an extraordinary gift when it comes to a keyboard,” he replies without missing a beauty.

My cheeks burn and I tell myself not to roll my eyes at his compliment. Instead, I deflect with, “I can’t help but feel like this is the standard package you roll out to your dates. Schmooze them with sweet nothings that make them look like walking thermometers.”

“Is it working?” He asks, smirking lasciviously.

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