tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91563873334210929252024-02-21T04:36:10.751-06:00 Laurie RomaEscape into the Dream...Laurie Romahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00991129749498081135noreply@blogger.comBlogger142125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156387333421092925.post-6897200458112317092018-11-12T14:00:00.000-06:002018-11-12T14:00:40.808-06:00Now Available...Again - Into the Dream! <div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Hi Everyone! </span><span style="font-size: large;">I'm happy to announce that </span><span style="font-size: large;">I have officially started re-releasing The Arcadians Series! INTO THE DREAM has been polished, edited, revised, and extended to around 81k, but ultimately, the heart of the story and the plot remain the same. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">For those of you who enjoyed the book when it was first released, I hope you find time to revisit Arcadia and see what has been changed in Tynan, Cael, Ryder, and Allie's story. </span><span style="font-size: large;">For any readers who are new to The Arcadians, if you love the Dragon Warriors in the 3013 Series, hopefully you will enjoy discovering what happened on their home world during the time they were punished by the gods, before they began traveling the stars again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">When a modern woman from Earth is transported to a world where animalistic warriors rule, anything can happen. Join me on the first adventure of The Arcadians...and escape INTO THE DREAM.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Allison Summers is having the mother of all bad days. As a surgeon, Allie is strong, smart, and confident, but as a woman, she still struggles to overcome a difficult past. She tries to make the best of her situation, though her life takes an unexpected turn when she is struck by lightning and finds herself transported to a strange, alien world.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Arcadian Princes Tynan, Cael, and Ryder Dracor have been searching for the mate who will complete their souls, but they fear that day will never come. Born in a world stripped of magic and out of favor with the gods, their very existence is in peril, though everything changes the moment a fair-haired goddess suddenly appears. They have no clue who she is or where she came from...but they immediately know she belongs to them.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">When wills clash and legacies are unveiled, they discover more is at risk than just their hearts. Their love may be fated, but is it enough for Allie to forget everything she's ever known and truly embrace being an Arcadian?</span></div>
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Surprise! I just released a new novella that takes us back the sanctuary in Zion. Trip is a Helios with attitude, who turned out to be a favorite of mine in Exodus. I wanted Trip to have a human female - but not just any human. Not an Elite. A Citizen. A Rebel. It's something I haven't really talked about for several books, so this was the perfect opportunity. I really enjoyed how Trip and Emma's story turned out, and I hope you do, too! </div>
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<span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: large;">As one of the main protectors of the sanctuary in Zion, Helios warrior Trip is used to cracking heads and kicking ass. He is a male bred for action, but his need for a good fight is nothing compared to the hunger he feels for the woman who is able to calm the wild beast inside of him.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: large;">Emma Rage is a rebel, one of the few remaining humans surviving outside the edicts of Alliance law. As an outcast, she lives in fear of those who prey on the weak, but she’s never regretted the cost of her freedom…until it puts the male who owns her heart at risk.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: large;">Fate brought them together, but sacrifice could tear them apart. Is their love strong enough to withstand the secrets between them, or will their bond shatter before it truly forms?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Half D’Aire, half Reema, Kylir T’Kari is no stranger to cruel words and mocking stares. Some fear him for his uniqueness, others despise him, but mostly, people just don’t understand him. The way he sees it, that’s their problem, not his. He’s comfortable with who he is. His parents swear he hung the stars, and the ragtag crew of the Storm Rideris like a second family. The only thing missing from his life is someone to call his own.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b4a7d6;">But fate is a funny thing, and no matter how hard she tries, she can’t outrun it, can’t hide from it. Caught between a painful past and an uncertain future, she’s plagued with doubts and insecurities, and only time will tell if Kylir will be her curse…or her remedy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Hi, Everyone! I'm so happy to announce that I have officially started re-releasing the IAD Series! Editing the first story I ever published was like going back in time. Part of that journey was fun, while another part showed me just how much I've learned over the past few years. The foundation of the plot was there, but it needed work to make it the story I knew it could be.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">With that said, UNDER PRESSURE has now been slapped around, edited, revised, and extended. While around 10-11k longer in word count, over half of the book has actually been rewritten. Basically, it's been completely overhauled while leaving the heart of the story the same. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I've also added more depth and detail, which helps the storyline flow better. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">Jason MacBain is the perfect agent. Tall, dark, and deadly, he is a man who lives by simple rules—kill the bad guys and protect the world. Closed off from his emotions, Jason’s control is legendary. He has never believed in love and won’t let anything get in the way of completing a mission…but all of that changes the night he meets Bella.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Isabella Moretti is a famous chef struggling to reclaim her life after barely surviving a vicious attack. Moving back to Chicago, Bella hopes to recover and regain the sense of safety that has been stolen from her. When she meets Jason, she’s frightened by the passion he ignites within her…yet nothing makes her feel safer than being in his arms.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Hi, Everyone! I’d like to begin by saying thank you for being so patient and for all the support and well wishes while I’ve been sick. I wish I could say that I was having fun on vacation, but having my thyroid try to kill me is definitely not enjoyable. What started as a simple sinus infection turned into a bunch of doctors’ visits, until, surprise…I have Graves’ disease. It’s a really slow process, but I’m getting better with a combination of medication, vitamins, and supplements. I can’t give anyone advice on the subject, but I can say doing my own research in conjunction with the doctors’ visits helped a lot. </span></div>
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Sorry it has taken so long, but 3013: ALLEGIANCE is FINALLY available! This is the longest of the 3013 novels so far — coming in at a little over 93k words. For those of you who dislike long books, I apologize. For those of you who love longer books, you’re welcome and I hope you enjoy!</div>
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Amari and Roman are the heart of the story, but you will also get to spend some time with familiar friends and meet new ones. They will have to deal with the aftermath of old problems, new threats, uncertain allegiances, and love destined to last a lifetime. </div>
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Moving forward, Kali and I have some awesome plots and storylines that are going to weave together, so be sure to keep watch for more books in the series. Also, be sure to check out the new prologue, because:</div>
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<span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Dragon Warrior Amari Nazira has lived amongst the stars for centuries, traveling the universe and keeping watch over the known galaxies. She has lived her life for the greater good, but her true desire has always been far beyond her reach. Now, taking her destiny into her own hands, she must find the one male who can tame her wild heart.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b4a7d6;">After losing everything, Regent Roman Newgate dedicated his life to the Alliance. He thought duty was all he needed, but the moment he meets Amari, everything changes. She is like a flame, beautiful and deadly, yet the heat of one touch is all it takes to know she owns his heart. Their love may be fated, but they need to let go of their painful pasts before they can have a future together. However, time might not be on their side.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b4a7d6;">When a peaceful meeting of the races on the Delta Station is attacked, allegiances will be tested. Can Amari and Roman defeat the enemy before a war begins, or will everything the Alliance stands for be destroyed? </span></div>
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IAD and The Arcadians will be back soon! I’ve been waiting for my contracts to end, and with only half of them to go, the wait is almost over. All of the books will be revised and edited, then re-released with new covers this 2018/2019 winter, along with new books in each series!</div>
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Don’t worry, I definitely have many more books planned for the Breakers’ Bad Boys. All of the men and women of Breakers have stories to tell, and I will get back to them as soon as possible, so please just be patient!</div>
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Kali Argent’s next book will feature one of my absolute favorite characters of the series. I don’t know if I’m allowed to tell you who it is yet…but I can say you’ve met him a time or two already. ;)</div>
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Up next is a new Fated Encounters novella that I hope you will enjoy. I’m not quite sure how many other books I’ll be able to fit in this year since I’ve had to rearrange my schedule so many times, but I have a lot of fun new stuff planned, including a trilogy, a few stand-alone novels, and a couple of new series. Now, I just have to find the time to write them all!</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">On a personal note, for those of you who don’t know, I have been very sick for awhile now. And surprise, this Chicago girl has just moved to Texas. I thought I could get back to writing right away, however, my stuff might still be sitting in Chicago, but they said its on the way. Don’t worry, 3013: UNITY will be coming later this year, and 3013: ALLEGIANCE will be coming soon! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Dragon Warrior Amari Nazira has lived amongst the stars for centuries, traveling the universe and keeping watch over the known galaxies along with her family. She has lived her life for the greater good, but her true desire has always been far beyond her reach. Now, taking her destiny into her own hands, she must find the one male who can tame her wild heart…her mate.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">After being implicated in a murder she didn’t commit, Isla Blevins seeks sanctuary on the one planet where the Alliance can’t reach her. On Earth, she’s the heiress to a fortune, but on Xenthian, she’s an outsider without a single credit to her name. Heartbroken over the loss of her mother, afraid she could be next, and not knowing who to trust, she can’t imagine how things can get much worse. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Krytos triplets Slade, Bastian, and Knox Cadell have a plan—find the human scroll wanted for murder, return her to Earth, and collect the bounty. It’s simple, easy, no muss, no fuss. After all, how much trouble could one female cause? </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Then the universe throws them a curveball in the form a beautiful redhead with a big heart and the sweetest smile. Unconvinced of her guilt, they set out to clear her name, but proving Isla’s innocence to the Alliance turns out to be more difficult than they could have ever imagined.</span></div>
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“Be nice,” a quiet, groggy voice interjected, casting everyone else into silence. “Slade just wants what’s best for everyone.” Through heavy-lidden eyes, Isla looked up at him with a weak smile. “He’s not a bad guy.” </div>
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Her defense of him was more than he deserved. “Isla, you’re awake.” </div>
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“Good catch. Nothing gets past you.” Groaning, she rearranged herself into a sitting position and pulled Cord into her lap. “Hello, leelan. Have you been staying out of trouble?” </div>
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Abandoning the stuffed lion, Cord wound his arms around Isla’s neck and hugged her fiercely. “I ride a dragon.” </div>
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“What?” With comically wide eyes, Isla looked to the males in the room for an explanation. “What is he talking about?” </div>
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“Uh, well,” Bastian began, stumbling over his words as he shrank back from her glare. “You see, when you passed out, Cord was kind of upset, and the only way to make him feel better was to, well, that is to say…” </div>
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“It was Amari’s idea,” Slade said when his brother seemed at a loss. “She thought it would cheer him up.” </div>
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“You let him ride a dragon?” The iciness in her voice dropped the temperature in the room by several degrees. “By himself?” </div>
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“Well, that’s my cue.” Torren nodded at Isla. “I had nothing to do with it.” Then he simply vanished from the room, leaving Slade and Bastian to defend themselves. </div>
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“He was perfectly safe.” Damn, the spell the elder had cursed them with was wreaking havoc on Slade. He could literally feel the mixture of anxiety and righteous fury boiling inside the fiery redhead. “Amari wouldn’t let anything happen to him.” </div>
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Isla’s stomach fell, and her heart beat too fast. Slade was probably right, but so many things could have gone wrong. Cord could have fallen. He could have moved too quickly and ended up under one of the dragon’s massive feet. Amari could have sneezed and set him on fire. </div>
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“Isla, please calm down,” Bastian implored. “Look at him. He’s perfectly fine, other than the fact that he hasn’t eaten today.” </div>
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A new kind of worry overcame her, and she held Cord back so she could examine him. “Are you hungry now, Cord?” </div>
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His face split into a smile, and he bobbed his head energetically. “Cookies, please.” </div>
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Slade laughed, and Isla was mesmerized by the transformation of his normally hardened features. “You’re very handsome when you smile,” she commented. “You should do it more often.” </div>
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The mask of stony indifference slid into place almost immediately, but Slade couldn’t hide from her anymore. She could feel that he was pleased by her compliment, if maybe a little embarrassed. Not wanting to make him any more uncomfortable, she let him off the hook and turned to Bastian. </div>
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“Well, that would explain it.” She shifted, moving Cord to the side and off of her bladder. “I have to pee.” </div>
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Cord covered his mouth with his hand and giggled so hard his face turned bright red. His laughter was so infectious, but it didn’t help her situation when she giggled with him. </div>
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Bastian just grinned, but Slade looked completely mortified by the mention of bodily functions. It made her laugh harder. </div>
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“Oh, stars. Okay, take him.” Without hesitation, she lifted Cord and dropped him right into Bastian’s lap before climbing down from the high mattress. </div>
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Her legs shook, and she wobbled slightly, needing to grab the end post to keep herself steady. She also felt a little lightheaded, and her stomach gurgled with hunger, but food would have to wait. </div>
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Grunting, he stooped to lift her into his arms, cradling her against his chest. “Stop being so stubborn, female.”</div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">For years, Lord Malik Rego never thought he would find the one female he wanted to claim as his own, until he met Reva Golaris. The fierce beauty captivated him, but everything changed when he discovered his sister, Quilla, is behind a criminal empire. Malik will bear the shame of his sister’s crimes for all time, but it is impossible to ask for Reva to do the same. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">With their future in peril, Malik will have to push Reva away to save her. However, she has other plans that don’t include surrender. During a race across the galaxy, sacrifices will be made, and bonds will be broken. Will their love be strong enough to conquer the stain of betrayal, or will their savage natures be more than they can control?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Reva was fighting Darius and Rob Perez, wearing nothing but
a sports bra and shorts that were so tiny they barely covered her privates. Her
hair was pulled back with a leather strap, and each of them was wearing gel
sparring gloves to soften the blows, but that wasn’t helping much as she beat
on two males that wouldn’t hit her back. Malik barely saw Amari sitting on a
stack of mats, swinging one of her legs back and forth as she watched the
fight. Fury surged through him as he saw both Matt and Lazio watching her with
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<span style="font-size: large;">He wanted to punch each male in the face, then he noted Reva
doing just that to Darius with her gloved fist. A hard kick to Rob’s stomach
sent him sprawling, and he gasped for air on the ground as Darius threw her
over his shoulder, then touched a hand to his bleeding nose. While he was
distracted, she used her legs to bring him down with her, then flipped back
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his feet, and when they both squared off again, Reva met Rob with a furious
volley of kicks and punches, moving faster he did. Even enhanced, the elite had
a difficult time matching the natural strength and speed of a Helios. It was a
beautiful thing watching Reva in motion. Her grace and skill was like a deadly
dance, and he couldn’t take his eyes off her. Though, this wasn’t a normal
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<span style="font-size: large;">He could see a fury in her eyes, but he also saw an
emptiness there that worried him. As he watched her battle the two larger
males, he finally understood what Kahla had been trying to tell him. Reva’s
guilt and rage were living, breathing entities inside of her, and if she didn’t
stop blaming herself, it was going to consume her. He could see it in the
desperate way she fought, as if Darius and Rob were demons she needed to
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<span style="font-size: large;">He’d wanted to avoid her, to stop being around her, but it
had been the right course of action. He could see that now. His own guilt had
been blinding him. Putting an end to their relationship wasn’t what was best
for her…or him. No, it would just make both of them suffer more. Reva Golaris
was his only chance of salvation. She could save him, and in return he would
devote his life to giving her everything she’d ever wanted.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">And he would love her until he took his very last breath.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Malik was aware of Matt walking up beside him, but he didn’t
take his eyes off the combatants on the mats. They both winced as Reva hit
Darius with a left cross. Malik knew that Darius would never hurt a female, but
he was having a difficult time holding back while stopping her from taking his
head off. When Rob attacked again, Darius took the opportunity to wrap an arm
around Reva’s neck from behind. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Stop.” The command was out before Malik could hold it back.
He really didn’t like seeing his brother touching his female. In fact, it made
him want to rip Darius’ arm off. His warrior immediately let go of Reva and
took a few steps back out of her reach. Rob glanced at him, then mirrored his
motion.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Reva swung her head around to glare at him. “I wasn’t done
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Yes, you are. If you want to continue fighting, you can
fight me.” Malik stepped forward onto the mats as Darius and Rob walked off.
Reva was breathing hard, her chest heaving, and he had to force himself not to
look down at her breasts.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Her amber eyes narrowed, and she hissed…actually hissed at
him. For some strange reason, it made him want to laugh or take her down to the
floor so he could make love to her. Energy was coming off her in waves, and he
felt it growing stronger the closer he got. When he was standing in front of
her, he felt his energy connect with her, and called himself a fool for almost
giving up on what they could have together.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">But he was done holding back now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Her fist flew at his face with no warning, but he slapped
her arm away and moved out of the way. Defense was not his usual play, since he
usually liked to be on the attack, but he had enough battle experience to know
how to fight without hurting her.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“What are you doing? Fight back, damn you,” she growled.
“Fight me!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“That’s not going to help you. If you need to fight, we can
do this, but I’m not going to hurt you. I won’t hurt you, Reva. Ever.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She attacked with new fervor, her hands jabbed, and her legs
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<span style="font-size: large;">After several minutes, he wrapped his arms around her, one
around her waist, and another holding onto her neck, her back to his front.
They were both panting for breath, but not just from exertion now. Fighting
with her was exhilarating, and he wasn’t the only one who felt it. He could
sense it, read it in her energy, and he knew she wanted him as much as he
wanted her.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Is this really making you feel better, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">helicca</i>?” he whispered. “You’re tired and need to rest. You have to
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<span style="font-size: large;">“What do you care?” she hissed. “You’re just after an energy
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Reva Golaris is a Helios shifter who has lost everything. After her mother and two of her fathers were killed in a brutal attack on New Vega, she has no time to grieve. Her need to avenge their deaths drives her into a killing rage that no one can stop. Not even the one male she has dreamed of giving her heart to…the brother of her enemy. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">For years, Lord Malik Rego never thought he would find the one female he wanted to claim as his own, until he met Reva Golaris. The fierce beauty captivated him, but everything changed when he discovered his sister, Quilla, is behind a criminal empire. Malik will bear the shame of his sister’s crimes for all time, but it is impossible to ask for Reva to do the same. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">With their future in peril, Malik will have to push Reva away to save her. However, she has other plans that don’t include surrender. During a race across the galaxy, sacrifices will be made, and bonds will be broken. Will their love be strong enough to conquer the stain of betrayal, or will their savage natures be more than they can control?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Hi everyone! I just wanted to take a minute to tell you all how much I appreciate you! I know there have been some bumps in the road lately, but you've been so patient and understanding. This release wasn't ideal. There were so many problems with Amazon, none of which I could do anything about, but you guys were right there with me. You were frustrated, disappointed, angry on my behalf, and it made the entire situation seem less burdensome. 3013 readers are the best! You are truly rockstars, and I know I speak for Laurie as well when I say that we appreciate every damn one of you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Laurie and I were just as surprised when Susan Hayes left the series as you guys were. However, these things will inevitably happen when you have several creative persons in the same virtual room. I wish her well in her future projects, but I promise you, this will not impact the 3013 Series. Laurie Roma and I have many more years worth of stories planned out for your reading enjoyment. Some sweeter. Many action-packed. Suspense, secrets, lies, mysteries, love, sex, and all those other wondrous things that make life amazing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">By all rights, Helios shifter Sion Jabari shouldn’t be on Xenthian. According to his own mother, he shouldn’t even be alive. His life hasn’t been an easy one, and after witnessing how greed and the desire for power can corrupt something as pure as love, he wants no part of it. When he takes a companion, he swears it will be for all the right reasons, and more importantly, it will be his choice. A noble plan, but one that’s complicated by the arrival of Rya Clearwater—a lovely female fate has selected just for him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Vasera Rya Clearwater understands too well how the quest for power can destroy innocent lives. It’s been almost a millennium since her parents died, but she still dreams about the night it happened. Instead of dwelling in the past, though, she’s dedicated herself to her people, to protecting them from the suffering she’s endured, and for a thousand years, she’s been content. She isn’t prepared for the intense feelings Sion invokes in her, but suddenly, being merely content is no longer enough. So, while the shifter may be hesitant to accept their connection, she’s not going to give up without a fight. They’re meant to be together, and she’ll do whatever it takes to prove it to him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Unfortunately, convincing Sion that fate is real and nothing to be feared is the least of her troubles. Reeling from a series of attacks, the people of Xenthian are nervous, on guard, and looking to their leaders for answers. Answers, Rya doesn’t have. In a reality where secrets are currency and lies flow like water, Sion and Rya will have to put aside their differences and work together if they hope to bring peace to a world they no longer recognize. Can their love flourish in the midst of turmoil, or will their relationship wither in the darkness that has descended over the planet?</span><br />
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“Come.” Taking his hand, Rya tried to pull him toward the markers. “One of my people didn’t have a family,” she explained. “We’ll light a flame for her.”</div>
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Sion planted his feet in the sand and shook his head. “I don’t have magic, princess, and I’m not even Xenon. I don’t think it would be appropriate.”</div>
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“You are my soulmate,” she insisted, “future Vasere of the Eastern Isle, so I’d say it is very appropriate.” She gripped his hand harder and tugged again. “Trust me. Please.”</div>
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Upon hearing his future laid out before him in such a way, Sion’s heart spluttered and the muscles in his throat constricted. Just as quickly as it had come, the panic faded, and he squeezed Rya’s hand, allowing her to lead him toward the pillars on the farthest row. He’d made his decision. He’d chosen her—not fate or destiny or some higher power—he had chosen.</div>
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Rya whispered under her breath, words he couldn’t hear but doubted he’d be able to translate if he could. Then she placed her hand over his, pressing their palms together and rubbing to create a gentle friction. When she pulled away, a small, black flame danced in his palm, the fire surprisingly cool against his skin. </div>
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“What now, princess?”</div>
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In answer, she curled her fingers around his wrist and guided his hand toward the sphere, stopping just before his fingers touched the glass. “<i>Fie mire</i>.”</div>
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“<i>Fie mirue</i>,” Sion repeated, unsurprised but still disappointed when nothing happened.</div>
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“Don’t just say it. Feel it.”</div>
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Frowning, Sion took a deep breath, squared his shoulders, and stared intently at the empty globe.</div>
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Next to him, Rya giggled under her breath as she rose up on her toes for a kiss. “It’s magic, my darling. We’re not going to war.” </div>
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“Yeah, well, the two aren’t mutually exclusive, you know.” </div>
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He liked the way she’d said “my darling,” and combined with her full lips against his, he liked it a little too much. A warm tingle started in his stomach but quickly spread throughout the rest of his body. His pulse raced, his head swam, and his cock began to swell inappropriately within the confines of his tights.</div>
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Without warning, the tiny, black flame leapt from his hand to the sphere—and promptly exploded. The glass turned to sand, raining down over them, and the top of the wooden post caught fire. From the crowd behind him, someone—who sounded suspiciously like Ivy—laughed. A deep, male chuckle followed, and before long, everyone gathered on the beach was laughing, including Rya. </div>
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“Sorry,” Sion muttered, dropping his head to rub the back of his neck. “That wasn’t supposed to happen.”</div>
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With a few whispered words and a wave of her hand, Rya pieced the orb back together, extinguished the crackling fire, and replaced the black flame to its rightful place. Finished, she looked up at him with the most beautiful smile, her eyes crinkled at the corners and filled with warmth. </div>
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“It was my fault,” she responded. “I shouldn’t have distracted you.”</div>
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Curling his arm around her waist, he pulled her to him and bent to touch his forehead to hers. “You can distract me anytime you want, princess. Well, maybe not when fire is involved.”</div>
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<span style="color: red;">Morgan Chavez is a Class-A Empath whose gift is her curse. Due to the strength of her ability, she has excelled as a liaison officer despite dealing with constant emotional overload. Her situation makes it impossible to have a relationship, and she’s been forced to give up the dream of having a family to call her own. Or so she believed…</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Attending the grand opening of Alpha Station: X21 near the planet Xenthian was D’Aire Ambassador Orion D’Sil’s last assignment before returning home. Tired from a life of duty, Orion never thought he would find the keeper of his heart on the edge of Alliance controlled space. Morgan owns him, heart, body and soul, but can he convince her to give up everything she ever known to live with him in his world?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“That’s it, I quit.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Alliance Officer Morgan Chavez’s
statement was met with a snort of derision from her commander. Truthfully,
she’d expected nothing different from Alliance Commander Olivia Jacobson. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“It must be Wednesday,” Olivia
said dryly. “You always quit on Wednesday.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“It’s Tuesday. That should tell
you how bad it is. I couldn’t even wait one fucking day to quit this time.” Heaving
out a heavy sigh, Morgan didn’t wait for permission as she sat down on one of
the chairs in front of the large desk. She propped her black boots up on the
edge of the desk, then lowered the off-center zipper of her uniform jacket so
she could breathe better. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">There was no need for formality
between two women since they were alone in the office. Morgan and Olivia had
been friends since their days in the Academy, back when life had seemed much
easier. Actually, that wasn’t true. Life had always been pretty fucking
complicated, even back when she’d been young.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Her childhood hadn’t been all
bad. In fact, she had been surrounded by love and laughter during the first few
years of her life. Morgan had been born on an exploration vessel that had been
sent out to discover and study other worlds. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">After centuries of unrest, the
nations had come together with one common goal in mind—to reach for the stars
and explore all the possibilities that existed beyond Earth. The creation of
space vessels powered by jump drives and other technology had made traveling to
other galaxies possible, and humans had strived to explore all they could. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Morgan’s parents had left Earth
on a voyage into deep space. Her mother had been a scientist, and her father
had been second-in-command on the exploration vessel. She might not have had an
average childhood, but she’d loved every second of growing up in space. The
ship had been her playground, and the entire crew had been her family. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">But things didn’t always go
according to plan out in the big black.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">The exploration vessel had been
scheduled to be away from Earth for a maximum of ten years. They’d explored
previously uncharted areas of space, and they had made sure to leave ample time
for their return voyage. During their journey, they’d found several uninhabitable
planets, and they’d also discovered a few that could have sustained a colony
under the right conditions. They’d been on their way back to Earth to report
their findings when their ship had encountered a strange anomaly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">A shimmering band of light had appeared
in front of their vessel, and before they were able to change course, they’d entered
a temporal rift, which created a fissure in space and time. In the matter of
seconds, they had somehow lost sixty years, though they hadn’t realized that
anything was different until they’d arrived back on Earth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Then they’d realized everything
had changed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">When humans announced to the
universe that they were capable of traveling the stars, they had gained the
attention of other beings…not all of which were benevolent. While Morgan’s
family and the rest of the crew had been caught in the temporal rift, the Zyphir—a
colony race of insect-like creatures that stood on two feet—came to Earth in
2960. The Zyphir had planned to annihilate the human race and deplete the world
of all resources before they moved onto the next planet that suited their
needs. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">A brutal three-year war had
destroyed much of Earth, and humans had been on the brink of losing the fight until
three alien races arrived to help. The Zyphir were defeated as soon as the
Dragon Warriors, D’Aire and the Krytos joined the battle, but the consequences
of the war had left humans struggling to survive and large portions of the
Earth in ruins.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Martial law had been declared,
and the world was under the rule of</span><span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;"> the United
Federation Command Alliance, or as it was more commonly called—the Alliance. To
make matters worse, t</span><span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">he
Zyphir had left behind a deadly virus that had killed thousands, and altered
the genetics of the survivors left on the planet.</span><span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;"> More
accurately, the virus seemed to attack the female reproductive systems, leaving
most women on Earth infertile. No matter how advanced medical technology had
become, the cause for the infertility remained untreatable. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">When the exploration vessel
returned to Earth, they witnessed the aftermath of the war that had been waged
in their absence. </span><span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">It wasn’t long before the virus
infected every single member of the crew. Morgan and another young boy that had
been born of the vessel, Matt Malloy, were the only survivors. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">With
their families gone and nowhere to go, they had been left at the mercy of the
Alliance. While they had been gone from the planet, it had become mandatory for
all children to be tested when they turned ten to determine if they would be
taken for military service. Only the strongest and brightest were chosen to
receive genetic enhancements to become elite soldiers. The elites were bigger
and stronger than normal humans, with increased reflexes and heightened senses.
These enhancements were encoded into their genes, and would be passed onto
their children. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">And
their enhanced genetics were the future of the human race.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">Both
Morgan and Matt had been too young to be tested. However, since they were alone
in the new world, the Council of Regents—the governing body of the
Alliance—allowed for them to receive the genetic enhancements in order to save
their lives. The virus had weakened them, but a regiment of enhancement drugs
and other medical treatments over a year ensured that Morgan and Matt recovered
completely.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">Morgan
had just turned eight when she and Matt entered the Academy—the place where all
elites trained. She’d been the youngest recruit there, however, she’d had the
advantage of acclimating to her own enhancements years before her fellow
classmates. Since she’d been born in deep space, what Morgan had known about
Earth’s history were just stories, so she didn’t miss much of the old ways.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">Still,
there were some parts of her new life that she didn’t like.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">Staring
at her friend across the desk was enough to remind Morgan of the one thing she
hated the most about Alliance rules and regulations. Both Morgan and Commander
Jacobson had been marked with a star tattoo on the right side of their faces,
declaring that they were both infertile. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">Some
human women were tattooed with specialized scroll marking on the right side of
their faces, signifying they were what men coveted most—a breeder, one of the
few women able to have children. The scroll tattoo became darker with age,
turning a mercurial black when they became of age. When a woman was chosen, the
two elite soldiers that claimed her would have their initials tattooed on the
left side of her face, marking her as theirs for the world to see. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">In
return, the men would have a similar tattoo placed on their left neck,
shoulder, arm and torso as a sign of pride to have claimed a woman. These
markings took the place of archaic symbols such as wedding bands to declare
them a bonded unit. Fertile females were also implanted with nanotechnology that
made it impossible for them to get pregnant until their birth control was
deactivated when they were claimed, or if they chose to have it done any time after
their eighteenth birthday.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">Morgan
hadn’t had to worry about that since the virus had robbed her of her chance to
have the family she always wanted. She knew that having children was the only
way that humans would continue to thrive, but she hated wearing a brand upon
her face that showed the world that she was lacking. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">“So,
what has you quitting this week?” Olivia asked as she swiped her finger across the
tablet she held in her hand, bringing Morgan back to the present.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">“Actually,
it’s all your fault this time.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">“Oh,
really?” Olivia lifted a brow as she set the tablet aside. “How am I to blame?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">“Because
you asked me to greet Regent Marks’ group to escort them to their quarters this
morning.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">“I
thought you liked Regent Marks.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">“I
do…sort of. I’ve only met him a few times when I was working in the Capital,
but he has some new fucktards on his security detail that I really didn’t like.
Two in particular. Officers Denver and Brinkman thought I should be willing to
share their bed while they’re here since I’m just a star who should be grateful
for their attention.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Olivia tapped her finger to her
lower lip before she said, “Are you telling me Officer Fucktard and his
sidekick, Officer Scumbag, are currently in the medical unit trying to retrieve
their balls after you kicked them into their stomachs?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Morgan let out a little snort
at that. “I should have, but I held back. I did give them a pretty impressive
verbal bitch-slap, though.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Satisfying, but you could have
reported them and made sure they paid for their insult to you. You know I don’t
tolerate that shit on my station.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Shaking her head, Morgan said,
“I know. Plus, Director James is still a little pissed at me for what happened last
week.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Director Tight-ass needs to
get over that,” Olivia said sharply. “Those elites were drunk, and you had
every right to give them a beat down. I would have done the same if I’d been
there, and I told James that.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Morgan laughed. “Which is just
another reason why I love you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Last week, she and two female security
officers had been asked to escort three Tarin females to Asylum, where they had
been granted sanctuary. Tartarus was a relatively new ally to the Alliance.
Known as the Dark Planet, Tartarus was home </span><span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif"; line-height: 150%;">to a barbaric,
demon-like race that fed off the energy of others. The Tarins had recently
ended a civil war that had been raging on their planet for years, and many of
the females that had been kept as slaves now sought to escape to space stations
and other planets, far from their old lives.</span><span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">The three Tarin females had
been nervous and frightened when they had landed, and their fear had increased
when the group of drunk elites had blocked their path in the hallway. One of
the drunk men had stumbled into a security officer, and a fight had broken out.
Fueled by everyone else’s emotions, Morgan had lost control of her own temper,
and she’d torn into the group of elites like some sort of crazed berserker. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">When people were given the
enhancement drugs, there was no way to tell exactly how it would affect each
individual. Morgan had been one of those that had gotten a little something extra
from the genetic boost. She was now considered a Class-A Empath, meaning she
could feel or sense the emotions of others. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">As a liaison officer, that
talent came in handy, which was the reason why most empaths were steered toward
that particular division. But Morgan’s abilities had turned out to be her
curse. She had to work hard to keep from being swamped by other people’s
feelings just being around them, and it was ten times worse if she actually
touched someone. It was as if she were a sponge for other people’s energy.
Whatever they were feeling, she would feel, almost like a contact high. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">But when the rush of emotions
faded, it left her feeling sick and shaky.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Her abilities were so strong
that she could even read residual emotions off objects right after someone
touched them, so Morgan tried to wear gloves to minimize contact as much as
possible. But when she was in a situation like she had been in the hallway with
the security officers and drunk elites fighting, there was no way for her to
stop the barrage of emotions from taking over.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">A red haze had taken over
Morgan, and in a few seconds all the drunks were groaning on the ground. She
had always excelled in hand-to-hand, but there was one tiny drawback whenever
she was in a combat situation. After the emotional high was over, Morgan had
raced over to an alcove in the hallway, promptly losing the contents of her
stomach into one of the waste receptacles.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">It was an embarrassing side
effect to what she thought of as sensory overload.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Thinking back on the incident, Morgan
pushed back one of her wild, chestnut-colored curls that had escaped from her
ponytail. When she had been stationed in the Capital, she always had to keep
her long hair up in a bun while she was on duty. Her hair was the one vanity
she allowed herself, even when it was a pain in the ass keeping the long, unruly
curls tamed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">She fought the urge to rub her
temples in defense of the low-grade headache that lurked there as she
remembered how her new director had reacted when she’d told him that she and
the two security officers had put five elites in the medical unit. Director
James had been furious with her for acting that way in front of the three Tarin
females, although, the females hadn’t been afraid of her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">In fact, the Tarin females
seemed to like her quite a bit after seeing her in action. They’d even asked
for self-defense training, and Morgan had arranged for some of the female
officers onboard to teach them when they were off duty.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“I know Director James means
well, but he really is a tight-ass,” Morgan admitted. “I want to like him, but sometimes
he makes it so hard.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“He was just promoted and needs
to relax a little. Don’t worry, he’s going to have to ease up while he’s under
my command,” Olivia promised with a grin. “I wish I could have seen the fight.
You’re pretty impressive when you lose control.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Yeah, but then you’d have to
watch me throw up after.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Olivia winced. “I forgot about
that part.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“I guess it’s a good thing I
can’t have kids. Could you imagine what would happen if I had a baby who cried
all the time? I’d be puking my guts out everywhere.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Olivia saw the sadness in
Morgan’s emerald green eyes, despite her attempt at levity. Since they’d known
each other for years, she knew that regardless of what Morgan said, what she
desired most was a family. Olivia had gotten her dream of becoming an Alliance
Commander, but Morgan’s empathic abilities made it difficult for her get what
she wanted.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Morgan was a strong empath, and
the Alliance wouldn’t let a talent like hers go to waste even though she hated
her job. Until she found what she was looking for, Olivia would shield her
friend as best she could so Morgan could live her life in relative peace. It
was why she had requested Morgan’s transfer from the Capital to Alpha Station:
X21 when Olivia was given command of the new space station. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Olivia looked down as her wrist
unit signaled. She read the display, and didn’t hesitate to ignore the incoming
call. “I’ve been getting calls all damn week. Sometimes I want to throw my
wrist unit against the wall.” When her office link signaled a few seconds
later, she sighed. “I love being in charge of a new, state-of-the-art space
station, but it means everyone wants to come here to check it out.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Morgan laughed. “And I know how
much you hate dealing with people.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Olivia shrugged. “They usually
want things…and they feel this need to talk about shit I really don’t care
about. Like I give a fuck if this is the furthest someone has been out in space.
Sometimes, people just suck.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Poor Commander Jacobson. How
dare people bother you with such mundane information,” Morgan mocked with a
grin. “I have no sympathy for you. Compared to the amount of idiots I have to
deal with, you have no reason to complain. Besides, most of the people you talk
to everyday you can just order to leave you the hell alone.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Very true. Or hide in my
office like I’m doing now. I was out there earlier, and there were people
everywhere.” Olivia shuddered comically. “I’m going to be so damn happy when
this grand opening bullshit is over.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“I can’t wait to hear your
speech for that.” Morgan tried to hold back her laughter when Olivia’s face
paled slightly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“I…have to give a speech?
You’re kidding, right?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Nope. Not at all. You’re the
commander here. You have to welcome everyone, and I don’t know, declare the
space station officially open or something.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Can’t I do that with a
freaking memo?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Not a chance. Speaking of
memos,” Morgan began as her own wrist unit beeped. She looked down at the
message and sighed. “I have to get going. Some of the off-loaders that recently
arrive have space sickness and are out of commission for a few days. Director
James offered me up as a temporary replacement to help do inventory in the
storage areas as punishment for what happened last week.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“That man needs to needs to
learn how to relax, or he’s not going to last long here. We’ve got enough shit
to worry about located near this new planet we know practically nothing about.
I don’t need a director that no one can work with here on X21.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Everyone else gets along with
him okay…he and I just seem to clash. He’s just one of those people that thinks
I should be able to control my abilities better. You know, tough love to push
me to my full potential,” Morgan said in a mockingly deep tone.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“That’s just stupid.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“True, but I’ve dealt with it
before. Some people don’t understand that my abilities work differently than
other empaths.” She sighed. “At least I don’t have to deal with anymore people
today. I’m tired of being nice.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Suck it up, buttercup. Day’s
not over yet.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Don’t remind me,” Morgan moaned
as she stood and zipped up her uniform jacket. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Go take a nap in one the
storage areas like the rest of the off-loaders do.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Morgan laughed at that, and
headed toward the entrance as the commander’s young, fresh-faced assistant
appeared when the doors slid open. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“I’m so sorry to bother you,
Commander Jacobson. I was just notified by security that there’s been another…umm,
incident at Asylum. You told me you wanted to be informed when—I mean, if it
happened again.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">“Damn it!” Olivia’s expression
darkened as she slapped her palms down on the desk and rose to her feet. “I
can’t get through one damn day without those two males trying to maim their
customers. I swear I’m going to kill them this time!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Morgan wasn’t surprised that security
had been notified…again, since the sanctuary was a hotspot of activity. After
all, Asylum lived up to its name in spades. However, she was fascinated by the
mix of anger and interest that flared within her friend as she ranted. A part
of her felt bad that she was peeking into Olivia’s personal feelings, but then
again, it’s not like she had a choice. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Tavish, one of the two brothers that ran Asylum. The older brother, Axton, was
intimidating as hell, but she respected him. The lower level of the sanctuary
was probably the most secured and well-protected area on the space station, and
that was where the three Tarin females were currently living. Still, the bar
upstairs was a favored place for patrons to let loose and have fun. Since all
Krytos sanctuary’s operated by their own set of rules, it seemed like the
security force on the station still hadn’t figured out how to handle the Tavish
brothers.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "palatino linotype" , "serif";">Morgan followed her furious
friend out, then watched as Olivia stomped down the hallway. Her friend’s anger
at the two Krytos brothers made her smile, and she couldn’t help to call out, “Suck
it up, buttercup!” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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held up her middle finger in an old human gesture that had lasted throughout
the years. Feeling lighter, Morgan turned and headed down the hallway in the
opposite direction. She wished she could have been at the sanctuary to watch
the explosion when Olivia confronted the Krytos brothers, but she had
responsibilities to deal with instead.</span><br />
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A nap wasn’t a bad idea, Morgan thought with a sigh. Not that she’d really do that when she was supposed to be working. Maybe. She didn’t mind helping with inventory, though, and dealing with supplies was preferable to dealing with people at the moment. She might as well enjoy the peace and quiet while it lasted.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The sound of Maddox’s deep voice startled her so bad that her stylus flew out of her hand. It rolled across the floor, stopping at his feet where he stood in the doorway. He bent down and picked it up, then slowly walked over until he was towering over her. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Mya’s pulse sped up at his nearness, and she felt her cheeks heat with embarrassment at how sloppy she looked. Her long hair was piled on top of her head in a haphazard bun, and she was wearing gray lounge pants and a matching zip-up jacket with a bright pink tank top underneath. Though she rarely wore facial enhancements, her face was scrubbed clean and she didn’t even have anything on her lips.</span></div>
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Her gaze slowly rose, taking in the traditional leather outfit he wore until she reached his face. The first thought that came to her was that he looked tired. She immediately wanted to tell him to go to bed, but it wasn’t her place to do so. His inky black hair wasn’t pulled back like it had been the last time. Instead, it hung loose down to his shoulders, and she had a strong desire to run her fingers through it.</div>
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Maddox held back a smile as she blinked up at him with clear confusion etched across her lovely face. He knew he’d startled her when he’d walked into the lounge. In truth, he’d stood in the doorway for several minutes before he’d spoken. He’d liked watching as she concentrated on her work, and found her serious expression appealing. </div>
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He’d felt the heat of her fingertips brush against his, and he’d had to fight the urge to jerk his hand away. He leaned forward and braced his forearms on his knees. “What are you doing in here alone, Mya? Where are your guards?”</div>
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He’d found himself doing that a lot over the last few days. It distracted him, but he couldn’t seem to help it. He frowned as he studied her. “You look exhausted. You’re too young to have such dark circles under your eyes. You should be in bed, not working.”</div>
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“You seem to blush quite easily, tava.” The word came out before he realized it. It startled him for a second, but then he realized how right it felt.</div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">As 2015 ends, we have so much to reflect back on. There have been good times, bad times, lessons learned and new goals planned. For this month's Symposium, I've asked my friends and fellow authors to share a little of what they have in store for 2016. Make sure to mark your calendars, because there are so many new exciting books coming in the new year that you sure won't want to miss!</span></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: orange;">LAURIE ROMA:</span></i></b> 2016 is going to be a busy year for me. On my schedule are two full-length 3013 books, a new Breakers' Bad Boys book, a Fated Encounters novella, and a few secrets I can't tell you about yet, including a special project with Kali Argent that I know is going to rock your socks off! In addition, I am also going to be releasing my first Young Adult book as L.S. Watts. Be sure to keep up with my website and blog for new information for what's coming up next. Happy Holidays, everyone!</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Mya Spartan has lived a privileged life. She has a family who adores her, work that fulfills her, and enough credits to have everything she’s ever wanted. However, what she really wants isn’t something that can be bought…<br /><br />Alphas of their pack, Maddox, Daimon and Tavius Adaro, have created an empire with no equal. As a traveling sanctuary, New Vega exists beyond Alliance regulations, where the Adaros’ word is law. The three Krytos brothers are strong, capable leaders who rule their world together, but nothing could have prepared them for the little female elite who would come to rule their hearts.<br /><br />Destiny may have led her straight into the arms of the Krytos who want her as their mate, but Mya fears she might not be a match for the three powerful males. When a threat turns the floating pleasure palace into a dangerous prison, everything they love is at risk. Will Mya find the courage to fight by the Adaro brothers side, or will her uncertainty lead to the downfall of an empire? </span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: orange;">EVE LANGLAIS:</span></i> </span></b><span style="font-size: large;">Laurie asked me what I am going to be up to in 2016. Does LOTS count? lol. Growl is coming in January, my first release with a big publishing house so I’m totally excited. In February, there’s a new book for Muriel titled Vacation Hell with a merman. Lucifer lovers will be delighted to know I’m finally working on his story, so watch for Hell’s Bell. Starting in March, we’ve got the next 3 books in Bitten Point releasing including one with a snake shifter with the cutest little dog he calls princess. Then in May, for my purple lovers, put on your cleanest undies for Reader Abduction where the alien hunks are after human romance readers. After that, I’ve got plans to hopefully finish off my Freakn’ series, plus start a new shifter and sci-fi one. It’s going to be a busy year, but I can’t wait. Wishing you the most awesome Christmas and reading. ~Eve</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: orange;"><b><i>S.E. SMITH:</i></b></span> Somewhere, over the rainbow.... The melody plays in my head as I write this. Sometimes I feel like I'm over the rainbow with all the stories running around in my head. The New Year is guaranteed to bring some wonderful stories to life. I have the first of the year filled with all kinds of wonderful tales, including: Jaguin's Love: Dragon Lords of Valdier Book 8; The Dark Prince's Prize: Curizan Warrior Book 2; Roarrk's Revenge: Zion Warriors Book 3; Jarmen's Jane Doe: Lords of Kassis Book 5; Core's Attack: Cosmos' Gateway Book 6 and more. I will also be releasing the first book in a new five book series called Command Decision: Project Glieses 581g. These adventures and more are dancing through my imagination and can't wait to escape. So, bring on the coffee, add a few peanut butter sandwiches, and shut the door because I've got a lot of writing to do in 2016! Happy Holidays everyone! I hope you have a wonderful and safe Holiday season and a Happy New Year!</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">After surviving a forced mating to the abusive Andre Dubois, having a rugged, dangerous werewolf like Gator sniffing around her is scary and thrilling at the same time. She never imagined she’d want another man, but her bone-deep attraction to Gator is too strong to fight.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Gator never got a chance to tell Sylvie he loved her before she was mated with another and, well, died. Now that she’s back, there’s nothing he won’t do to protect her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: orange;"><b>KALI ARGENT:</b></span></i> To be honest, I’m not nearly as organized right now as I should be. My family is making a big move halfway across the country in the new year, and most of my focus has been on that. I can say with 100% certainty that 3013: ANARCHY will be releasing in February. I also have a couple of secret projects in the works for 2016, including one epic, amazing series with Laurie Roma. I can’t wait to share more about that in the coming months. I am hoping to get back to The Revenant and Pandora in the first quarter of the year, but it all depends on time constraints with the move. I’ll keep everyone up to speed and post updates as I have them, so stay tuned…</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">For thousands of years, King Kai Blackthorn has ruled over the people of his planet with selflessness and compassion, never taking anything for himself. Recently, however, he’s grown weary, malcontent, and the loneliness that has plagued him for centuries has become too pronounced to ignore. Then all that changes with the unexpected arrival of one sassy blonde with luscious curves and a dangerously sharp tongue.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Caught in the midst of intolerance and corruption, two strangers from different worlds struggle to find a way to coexist. Kai can’t abandon his people, and Ivy can’t imagine a life grounded in one place. But fate will not be ignored. Decisions must be made, compromises that will change the course of their lives. For no matter which destination they choose, the journey will leave them forever altered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">SUSAN HAYES:</span></i></b> 2016 is shaping up to be a busy year. I have two 3013 series books coming out, starting with 3013: FURY. I’ll also be writing the final story in the award winning Wilde Brothers series, giving Jared Wilde his happily ever after. I have projects on the go that I can’t talk about just yet, but I swear I’ll share the details as soon as I can! I’m also working on a new sci-fi romance series and intend to have the first book out before 2016 comes to a close. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I plan on attending several conferences in the coming year, including the Midnight Gala in Las Vegas next October. I hope to see some of you in my travels. I</span><span style="font-size: large;">n closing, I wanted to wish everyone reading this a joy-filled holiday season and a prosperous new year. May 2016 bring you more laughter than tears and plenty of time to curl up with a good book. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">LACEY THORN:</span></i></b> </span><span style="font-size: large;">I’m so excited for 2016! It’s going to be a great year for my readers. I’ll be kicking the year off with a relaunch of my Demon Chronicles series with fresh titles and brand new covers! I’ll also be releasing several returned titles to me, including: Finding Home, Saving Sarah, Discovering Daisy, Tempting Tess, and Maggie’s Ménage. Three of those books are part of my Lottery Bride series I started very early in my writing career. I plan to add a fourth book in 2016, and I’m really excited about it! </span><span style="font-size: large;">I have two new pride books planned along with two shorter pride novellas. I have a new Pleasures book in the works and two new Holloway books planned. I’m also planning to get started on a book for Jess and her wolves! Add to that a new Knight’s Watch book and a few new projects I can’t seem to get out of my head and 2016 will be a super busy year for me! I can’t wait!</span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b><i>SAM CRESCENT:</i></b></span><span style="font-size: large;"> I’ve been thinking about what will come in 2016. This past year I’ve done quite a bit of variety from MC, to wolves, to mafia romances. It has been a very productive career. So, after much thought, I think I’m going to go with what inspires my muse. At the moment, that’s going to be a lot of drama in my MC worlds. I’m currently working on The Skulls, and I’m hoping by the end of 2016 I would have completed Tabitha and Simon’s story. I can’t give a guarantee other than I will be writing a lot, as I find inspiration everywhere, at every point. </span><span style="font-size: large;">So far for 2016 you can expect, Mine (Trojans MC), The Alpha Shifter Collection, The Bad Boy Collection, The Skulls, Chaos Bleeds, Trojans, Dirty Fuckers, and of course, Saints and Sinners. </span><span style="font-size: large;">Thank you all for a wonderful year, and for all of your love and support.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">ERIKA REED:</span></i></b> I can’t believe how quickly this year has come and gone. I’ve worked on so many exciting things this year, and made new friends along the way. I can’t wait to start on my new projects that I have lined up for 2016. First off, I recently submitted to Evernight Publishing my first bear shape-shifter series. I plan to work on the second installment in my Eternity Series the middle of the year. But first I want to get started on a new project that I have been putting together the past few weeks. I hope you all are ready to read about some players on my new football team who are extremely well-built, and who look absolutely delish in a tight pair of pants. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you all! Xoxo </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">VELLA DAY:</span></i></b> I am so excited about 2016. I am changing directions a little bit by entering into the world of fantasy and paranormal. My new series is called WERES AND WITCHES OF SILVER LAKE. My shifters are a group of wolves and bears who coexist and rule together. Add in a whole race of witches (called Wendayans), sprinkle in a goddess and her immortal husband, and cap it off with some really evil werewolves, called Changelings, who have a host of talents, and you have my new series. Humans don’t know any of these creatures exist, so everyone must be circumspect. </span><span style="font-size: large;">My story lines run the gamut from murder and kidnapping to stealing powers. Should be fun. My first story will release in February, and the next two will follow closely behind.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: orange;"><i><b>KD JONES:</b></i></span> The New Year will be starting off with a bang for me. I have a book expected to come out almost every month. So I will be a busy busy girl. January's release will be Gypsy Wolf, book 5 in the paranormal series Strange Lake Falls. February's release will be Atonement, which is book 3 in the new science fiction series Earth Evolution. I also have two new series that I will be introducing. The first is a new paranormal romance with sexy Polar Bear shifters. The series is called, Polar Bear Express. Yes I couldn't help it, my son loves the Polar Express movie. My second new series for 2016 is called The 7 Circles. I am very excited about this new series.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">AshOR finally has command of his own ship, and he's been given an important mission to head up. He has to locate a rogue Morin ship that managed to get through the wormhole, before it reaches Earth. He expects to face battle, and he's used to fighting. What he doesn't expect is the trail of horror and destruction left by the Morins. Stopping his people's enemy is his top priority, and he doesn't need the complication of a stunning beauty that won't listen to anything he has to say. In fact, she does the exact opposite.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Since the destruction of Earth, Luna Riley has made her home miles below the surface of Aleucia in the underground city of Astora. But humanity’s salvation comes at a price. Her life is no longer her own, her every move monitored, and her freedom limited. The only bright spot in her new reality is her job as a personal assistant to the most powerful man in the city, but even that is about to come to an end.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">From the moment the raven-haired beauty stepped into his office, Director Nero Wyeth knew he had to have her. The more Luna challenges him, the more he wants her, but lately, something has changed. She’s distracted, guarded, and worse, she’s scared. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">SJ MAYLEE:</span></i></b> 2016 is going to be a big year for S.J. Maylee and I can’t wait to dive in. I’ll be writing the 4th book in my Love Projects Series. Every book in the series has been leading up to this one. Keller’s story is a big one. I know most of the twists, turns, and surprise discoveries but I’m pretty sure there’s something he hasn’t shared and won’t share until I write it. The anticipation is killing me. </span><span style="font-size: large;">Before I get to Keller’s story, I’m finishing the 2nd book in my Assassins and Sweethearts Series. In fact, I’m putting the polishing touches on it right now. It may surprise you how this couple falls in love. Their story is full of danger and passion that can’t be denied. Have you read the first book in the series? Desire Unexpected is it and it’s one of my best stories. I dare you to fall in love with an assassin. </span><span style="font-size: large;">Here’s to a fabulous 2016!</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Together, they find the kind of pleasure that could keep them satisfied for a lifetime. Her love may be the key to putting both of their lives back on track, but to what end? When a man he’s been contracted to kill threatens Nadia’s life, he forces her to face reality. Either they’ll delve deeper into the desires neither expected or they may die trying.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: orange;"><i><b>JORDAN MARIE:</b></i></span> 2015 was a busy time for me! I just capped off Savage MC with Book 5. 2016 will bring an all new series. Devil’s Blaze and will consist of 4 books. The first of which kicks off with a book I plan to release in January, Captured. Readers will be familiar with the hero, Skull, as he made an appearance in the previous series. February will bring the release of Book 2. Burned which will follow Torch’s story. My covers for these books are totally unlike anything I’ve done before and I hope readers will love them. You can check out the upcoming books on their Goodreads page here: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26301587-captured?ac=1&from_search=1" target="_blank">CAPTURED</a> and <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25873207-burned-a-fighting-dirty-novel" target="_blank">BURNED</a>. You can also keep updated with my present releases and other things by visiting my <a href="http://www.jordanmarieauthor.com/" target="_blank">WEBSITE</a>. Merry Christmas! May 2016 bring us all great things and dreams come true.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="color: orange;">KAYLEIGH MALCOLM:</span></b></i> My muse has been on a tear the past couple months, inspiring me to start a number of projects...but the finishing part we haven't been as focused on as we should be. LoL I have almost as many knitting projects started as books at this point. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I have an M/M book coming out in May-June that is part of the Black Hills Wolves series. Also I'm equally excited to have a M/F/M story in the April Fools for Love collection, coming out April 1st. </span><span style="font-size: large;">At the moment, there are three books open on my laptop. The second M/F/M book in my Peacock Terrace Series, the second book in my Sin City Clique (1NS) M/M/F series and the first book in a new M/M series that I hope to start to release in the Fall. </span><span style="font-size: large;">It's going to be a busy 2016, hopefully I'll be able to finish some of these knitting projects too. :) </span><br />
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<b><i><span style="color: orange;">ERIN M. LEAF:</span></i></b> That elusive rainbow can seem so far away.... but the truth is that next year will be here before we can blink! My new book, Alpha Shaman—Bad Oak Boys 2, is releasing next week! Josh and Gerwulf get themselves into trouble, and then back out again. Wulfgang—Bad Oak Boys 3 will be releasing sometime in February 2016. Silas River, a drummer, goes incognito to teach at a college. Little does he know that his mate, Wulfgang, will soon seal his fate. I have a rough outline of book four in the series, tentatively titled Shifter Spy, and will be writing it soon. I’m planning on finishing that book by the end of January (yes, I’m a little ambitious). After that, I’m planning on working on the next Stronghold series book, Dawn. Sentry Isaac Dawn uses charm and a mischievous personality to hide a focused intensity. It’s gonna be a busy winter!</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Mya Spartan has lived a privileged life. She has a family who adores her, work that fulfills her, and enough credits to have everything she’s ever wanted. However, what she really wants isn’t something that can be bought…</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Alphas of their pack, Maddox, Daimon and Tavius Adaro, have created an empire with no equal. As a traveling sanctuary, New Vega exists beyond Alliance regulations, where the Adaros’ word is law. The three Krytos brothers are strong, capable leaders who rule their world together, but nothing could have prepared them for the little female elite who would come to rule their hearts.</span><br />
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Despite the view, he couldn’t help feeling irritated by the barrage of noise coming from all around him. Daryk—or Dare as he preferred to be called—had expected the general noise of a working gym. The grunts and sounds of boxing gloves meeting flesh coming from the sparring rings didn’t faze him. No, what had him mentally cursing was the cheerful sound of feminine voices drifting over from the far side of the room. </div>
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“If you tell me you put in a spa, I’m fucking leaving.” </div>
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Dare tried to brace himself, but still had to grimace as Jared “Hammer” Caufield wrapped his massive arms around him and squeezed the breath right out of his lungs. At six foot two, Dare was a big man, but Hammer easily had a few inches on him, and also a good thirty pounds in muscle mass. </div>
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Even with his piss poor mood, Dare was glad to see his friend. He and Hammer had met while they were stationed at the same army base in Iraq, and had become good friends. Dare had been a trauma surgeon, while Hammer had been in the Rangers. When Hammer left the Army to begin his career as an MMA fighter, Dare’s life had taken a far different path. </div>
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Hammer pulled back, taking a good look at his friend and frowned at what he saw. Instead of the buzz cut they used to have in common, Dare’s black hair had grown out into a dark array of shaggy locks. With several days beard growth, and wearing a beat-to-shit black leather jacket with a pair of worn jeans, Dare almost looked like a hard-ass, dangerous biker…or some sort of wild animal. But what really showed Hammer the change in his friend was the hard gleam in Nyght’s dark-grey eyes that hadn’t been there last time they’d seen each other. It was the lethal look that soldiers developed who had seen too much hard shit…who had done too much. Hammer knew because he had often seen that look in his own eyes, before he’d found peace. </div>
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“Back atcha.” Dare looked around the large gym and had to grin. “You did a good job with this place. Last time I was here it was nothing but a big pile of shit.” </div>
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Hammer laughed. “I remember. We’d just torn down that old warehouse and I was wearing that stupid brace on my knee.” </div>
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“I have. Damn, Dare. It really is good to see you. I’d introduce you to my fiancée, Kali, but Sam might kill me if I interrupt them in the middle of class.” </div>
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“That’s the physical therapist that kicked your ass back in gear after your surgery, right?” Both men turned back to watch the women on the mats. Dare glanced at the stacked woman with light-brown hair running the class that he’d met after Hammer’s surgery. He knew that Sam used to be a fighter pilot in the Air Force until she was shot down on a mission. She must be a pretty tough woman to have made it out of enemy territory alone and injured. Unable to fly anymore, she’d gone on to become a physical therapist, using her military training to beat people back into shape. </div>
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“Yep. I figured if she could scare the crap out of me, she’d be able to run the rehab center upstairs no problem.” </div>
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“She was a good choice then.” Dare paused, then shot a glance over at Hammer. “I have to ask…when did you start holding chick classes here?” </div>
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The big former MMA fighter scowled and crossed his arms over his massive chest. “Don’t even start that shit.” He lowered his voice so no one else would hear. “You know they actually call this class girl fight?” </div>
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“I know,” Hammer sighed. “We started holding the class on Tuesday and Thursday evenings. I originally did it for Kali and a few of her friends, but more women just kept signing up. We have over twenty in the class now, off and on. It’s good for business, and more men seem to plan their workout schedules around the women’s classes.” </div>
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“I can see why,” Dare murmured as he watched the women bend over in unison. “Let me guess, the cute little redhead with ‘Hammer’ stamped across the back of her pants is yours?” </div>
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Hammer grunted. “Damn right. I’ve ordered all kinds of Rough and Tough apparel with my name on it for her to wear. I need to make sure everyone knows Kali belongs to me.” </div>
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“Well, marking her ass with your name is certainly one way to do it,” Dare remarked dryly, then he squinted to get a better look. “And Jesus, is that a hammer tattooed on her shoulder?” </div>
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Grinning, Hammer nodded. “That was all her idea. It saves me the trouble of knocking heads together when people know she’s taken. Since we started this damn class I think there have been more hook-ups beginning here than at The Fox Hole,” he added, mentioning the local biker bar in town. </div>
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“That’s it. I’m outta here.” </div>
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“I’ve been busy.” Dare absently scratched at his beard. Damn, he really did need to shave. He almost lost his balance as Hammer’s hand came down on his shoulder. </div>
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Dare gladly followed Hammer out of the gym, up to the quiet second floor of Fight Hard where the rehabilitation center was located. Hammer had spared no expense, having outfitted the rehab center with high-end medical and training equipment. Dare asked a few questions as Hammer showed him around, and he had to scoff as he saw some of the Pilates equipment that hadn’t been in the original plans. Hammer explained that Sam and the other physical therapists had been very successful using the equipment to help rehab their clients. To Dare’s amusement, Hammer also muttered about a few Pilates classes being taught there during the week, but said he tried to avoid the upstairs area whenever those were going on. </div>
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Overall, Dare was pleased to see that the Fight Hard Training and Rehabilitation Center was a world class facility, and knew it was a place Hammer could be very proud of. When he’d had told Dare he wanted to open a gym back in his hometown of Breakers after his injury, Dare had thought it was a damn good idea. With Hammer’s mixed martial arts training, it seemed like a perfect transition. With the addition of the rehab center that catered to vets and other athletes, it made Dare want to get involved. </div>
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Even though Hammer had made enough money as a Cage Fighting League champion, both Dare and their other friend, Adam Rever, wanted to support his new business venture. Hammer had allowed Dare and Rever to invest, while he kept controlling interest of the business. Hammer did a good job keeping them informed about what was going on with the gym by email, but Dare knew he and Rever weren’t really necessary to the business. They were mainly there to support their friend. </div>
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“Seriously, man. We expected you last month. I thought you were resting up at that cabin in Colorado? You don’t look that rested or relaxed.” </div>
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Dare turned away, staring across the large room as memories plagued him. No, he wasn’t rested. In fact, he felt like he was damn close to losing his mind. Being a trauma surgeon in the Army had been hard. No, it had been fucking brutal. Sure there were days that he’d done the basic monotonous doctor shit on base, but there were other days that had been filled with the screams of injured men and women that would haunt him till the end of his days. </div>
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And he felt the loss of each and every patient under his care. </div>
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What he couldn’t tell Hammer was that the last few years he’d been working with an international anti-terrorist agency that very few people even knew existed. Tired of always seeing his friends in danger, Dare had jumped at the chance to join the elite taskforce to help stop the threats before they turned into mass violence. What he hadn’t realized was that being at ground zero would be like walking into hell. </div>
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And not many men could come back from that. </div>
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Dare could tell Hammer what he couldn’t say to anyone else. Even though there were details he couldn’t tell his friend about his clandestine work, dealing with the aftermath alone wasn’t a good idea. He'd tried that over the last few months and it had been an epic failure. That was why he had come to Breakers. To try and figure out what to do with his life now that he had retired. </div>
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“I’m tired,” Dare said quietly after a long minute. “I’m really fucking tired.” </div>
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Hammer sat down on one of the benches and watched him with more sympathy than Dare was comfortable with. “Can you tell me?” </div>
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“Some, but I don’t think I’m ready to just yet. I’ll just say that my stay in Colorado wasn’t as restful as I thought it was going to be. I took my time coming here to clear my head...” He paused for a moment before he said, “Before that I was in Spain.” </div>
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Hammer sucked in a harsh breath that sounded overly loud in the silence of the room. Dare knew that the news had been filled with the bombings that had happened in Spain for weeks now. A terrorist group headed by a fanatical leader had targeted several churches in a brutal self-proclaimed war. The taskforce Dare worked with had taken down the group, but the terrorists had blown up two churches before they had put a stop to their senseless violence. </div>
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And the experience had left Dare with chilling memories that would haunt him forever. </div>
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“Jesus. That’s rough,” Hammer said softly. “Listen, I was gonna suggest we go grab something to eat, but why don’t you just take tonight and settle in? You know you’re always welcome at my place—” </div>
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“No.” </div>
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“Which is what I thought you would say,” Hammer responded with a soft chuckle. “So, I booked you a room at my cousin’s boarding house. Open ended for however long you want to stay.” </div>
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Dare frowned at him, not liking the sound of that. “I can just go to a hotel or—” </div>
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“It’s not what you think. My cousin Evie converted Beaumont Manor—her old plantation house—into a sort of bed and breakfast for service men and women who need a little peace and quiet before they go back to their real lives. Some of our rehab patients also stay there. You remember my stepbrother Hunter, right? He lives in an apartment on the main level. It’s a good place. I think you’ll like it.” </div>
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He wanted to decline the offer, but found himself nodding. “That works…thanks.” </div>
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“I’ll call ahead and make sure someone meets you with the keys.” Hammer paused for a moment. “I'm really glad you're here, Nyght. I hope you’ll consider staying.” </div>
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“I can’t think that far ahead right now.” </div>
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Hammer nodded in understanding. They said their goodbyes and Hammer paused for a moment. "use months and it had been an epic failure. Dare breathed a sigh of relief as he left the Fight Hard building, stepping out into the cool evening breeze. After Hammer had given him the directions to the Beaumont estate, Dare promised that he’d stop by the gym again after he’d gotten some rest. He just wasn’t in the mood for friendly visitations at the moment, even if Hammer was like a brother to him. </div>
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Hell, he hadn’t been fit for human interaction for weeks now...and still wasn’t. </div>
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Not yet. </div>
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He straddled his Harley and started it up, pleased by the low, throaty growl the engine made. Driving out of town, Dare let his mind drift. Since he’d been back in the States, he’d been traveling light. He’d made the mistake of going home to Atlanta when he’d first come back stateside. It had been good to see his mother, but it had been the same old story with his dad and brother. </div>
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The Nyght’s were a powerful family that traced their lineage back to medieval Scotland. They had been one of the wealthiest families to settle in the new world, and Dare’s father, William Nyght, took their heritage very seriously, going as far to hang the family crest in a place of prominence in their mansion located in Atlanta. Dare’s great-grandfather had been a founding partner in one of the world’s largest international law firms, and it had become tradition for all of the Nyght men to join the practice. </div>
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Until Dare. </div>
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William was a man who stuck to very strict ideals of what it meant to be a Nyght, and joining the military was not acceptable to him. Dare still remembered the heated argument that had taken place when he told his family that he had enlisted and had decided to go to medical school instead of studying law. His mother had done what she always did. She agreed with whatever her husband decreed. She loved her life too much the way it was, and Dare had learned to accept that she would never be strong enough to stand against William. </div>
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The divide between Dare and his father had gotten even worse when his younger brother, Peter, had enrolled in law school and prepared to join the family firm like a proper Nyght. When William finally realized that Dare would never fall into the family fold, he had disowned him, ruthlessly cutting him off. </div>
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At first it had hurt, but Dare knew that he’d made the right choice. Being a doctor was what he had been meant to do. He had an aptitude for cutting and had soaked up knowledge like a sponge. Being able to assess a situation instantly and having a steady hand no matter where he was made him an asset in the field. It had been a constant struggle against his commanding officers who had tried to keep Dare on base where he would remain safe, when all he wanted to do was be out where he was needed most. </div>
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When the opportunity came to join the elite taskforce, Dare had been ready and willing to join the action. It had given him a sense of pride to know that he was saving lives on a daily basis, but the threat level the taskforce dealt with had been enough to scare the shit out of him despite his training and background. His time working with them had hardened him. Had given him a combat awareness that could only be attained through experience. </div>
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But he hadn’t been ready for what happened in Spain. </div>
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Dare had waded through the blood of the victims of the two bombings, doing all he could to help the few survivors they’d found. He couldn’t even put the horrors of what he’d seen into words. Still, he had kept a cool head while his heart had wept for the victims. It was such a senseless act of violence that Dare would never understand the levels of cruelty humans could perpetrate on one another. However, dealing with the aftermath of those first two bombings wasn’t what had made Dare decide to walk away. </div>
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No, that decision had been made the second he’d been forced to take a life. </div>
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For as long as he could remember, he’d wanted to heal people. Dare had taken an oath when he had become a doctor, but doing no harm wasn’t always possible when facing war. Still, he had done his best to fulfill his pledge whenever he could. He had been in firefights before. It was an inevitable reality of combat to draw one’s weapon, and it had never bothered him that much when it was kill or be killed, fighting side by side with his friends and fellow soldiers. </div>
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That was until he had come face to face with the terrorist leader who had been fleeing the scene of the third bombing. </div>
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The taskforce had discovered the third target of the terrorist group, and had converged on the location in time to evacuate the people inside the church before the bomb could go off. Dare had stayed back in a van filled with medical supplies in case he was needed when he’d seen the leader they had been searching for fleeing the scene. With all the other agents occupied, Dare had chased after the terrorist, and had been forced to take him out. </div>
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During his time in the Army, Dare had never had to kill someone while looking them dead in the eye. He had returned fire at a nameless, faceless enemy when fired upon, but this...damn, this had been completely different. The fanatical leader had been carrying a remote trigger for the bomb and had been prepared to use it, forcing Dare to kill him. He knew he had done what he’d needed to. Countless of lives would have been lost if he hadn’t killed the man, but watching the light of life leave the other man’s eyes—knowing he was the one who had taken that life—had done something to Dare. </div>
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How the fuck was he supposed to tell people that sight of blood now made him sick? </div>
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Dare was a doctor for Christ’s sake. Having an aversion to seeing blood was something he couldn’t afford to deal with, and frankly, it was embarrassing as hell. He knew it was a mental block—one that he would eventually get over as soon as he came to terms with what he had done—but he wasn’t there yet. He needed time. Time to allow himself to heal and clear his mind of the fatigue that had been plaguing him. </div>
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Time to figure out what the hell to do now that he no longer wanted to be a soldier. </div>
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Following the directions Hammer had given him, Dare rode his bike further from town into the quiet of the countryside. While the rest of the country was dealing with fickle weather conditions, spring had come full force to Breakers, Texas, making the evening drive pleasant. </div>
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It was like entering into a different world as Dare turned his bike onto the long road that led toward the Beaumont estate. Tall trees lined the paved driveway, and the large expanse of manicured lawn made Dare absently wonder what poor bastard took care of so much damn land. </div>
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Off in the distance he could see a large barn the size of a warehouse sitting on one side of a big pond that glittered in the red and gold rays of the setting sun. There was a massive residence made of stone and glass on the other side of the pond that gleamed in the sunlight, looking like something right out of a fairytale. But what had Dare slowing down was the sight of the large white plantation house he was approaching. </div>
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Columns lined the large front porch of both the second and main floors of the buildings, making it look like he had stepped back in time to the grand old south. From the description he’d been given, Dare knew this was the residence that Hammer’s cousin had grown up in. He couldn’t help but wonder why she had given up living in the impressive house in order to use it as a boarding house. Still, he was glad that she had, whatever her reasoning. The quiet atmosphere immediately appealed to him as he pulled into the small parking lot off to the side of the house. </div>
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Maybe he would finally be able to get some rest and relax a little. </div>
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Dare parked his bike next to another Harley and took a moment to admire the sleek beast. He also noticed there was a large medically equipped van parked in the lot along with a few big trucks. All but swaying with fatigue, he got off his bike. The last few hours had taken on a surreal feeling that only happened when he finally hit the wall. The drive had felt like he was maneuvering through a video game or something, and he was damn lucky he’d arrived before he crashed. </div>
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Fuck, at thirty-four he was getting too old for this shit. As a doctor, he was used to sleep deprivation, but knew he had pushed his system to its limits. It had been foolish to drive while in this condition. He knew it, and was now looking forward to getting some rest. Maybe a week’s worth if he was lucky. Yeah, he’d feel better if he could sleep for a week, surrounded by nothing but peace and quiet. </div>
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Shaking off the fatigue for a few more minutes, he unlatched his saddlebag from the back of his bike. He hefted it onto one shoulder, then readjusted as it smacked up against his backpack already secured on his back. Striding toward the building, he looked up and skidded to a halt as the front door to the plantation house opened and a vision walked out. </div>
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Sweet Jesus, she was absolutely stunning. </div>
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Her long blonde hair shimmered to burnished gold in the fading sunlight. She was tall, around five-eight if his gauge was accurate, and had a face of such classic beauty that it belonged on the covers of magazines. She was dressed in dark jeans with a cream-colored cardigan over a matching undershirt that showed some of the tanned skin of her stomach. Something about seeing that small strip of flesh had Dare’s blood heating and the muscles of his body tensing. </div>
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Sure, he loved seeing scantily clad women as much as the next guy, like those women in the gym earlier. He was a man after all. But there was something about the classy blonde standing before him in that stupid sweater set that stirred his interest in a way that hadn’t happened in longer than he could remember. Dare let his gaze drift up and felt a visceral reaction as his eyes met the clear blue of hers as she moved closer. </div>
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“Hello, welcome to the Beaumont Boarding House. You must be Dr. Nyght.” </div>
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All he could do was blink at the vision standing in front of him and try to remember how to speak. All the blood in his body seemed to have drained straight down to his dick, making it almost impossible for him to think. She had an almost regal bearing as she stood there staring down at him. God, she was the type of woman men went down on their knees for…the kind they dreamed about. </div>
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She was one beautiful fucking woman. </div>
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Evelyn Beaumont stood on the porch looking down at the man standing at the bottom of the front stairs, waiting for him to say something. He looked like the sort of dangerous guy she would have loved to have let her cousin check into the bordering house, but Hunter was currently at Ink This, the local tattoo parlor where he worked part-time. No matter how scruffy he looked, this man was one of her cousin’s best friends, and she would welcome him to the haven she had created. </div>
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God knew he looked like he needed it. </div>
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Evie could see the fatigue heavily lining his face, and everything in her responded to the pain she noticed in his piercing dark-gray eyes. Something about him made her want to go to him, to reach out and soothe him. She wanted to tell him that he could heal here, and help him find some peace. But as a woman who ran a rescue center working with feral dogs, she knew enough to keep her distance. </div>
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This man wasn’t tamed. </div>
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She eyed him warily from the top of the stairs when he remained silent. “Are you okay?” </div>
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Dare shook his head as if trying to rattle some sense into his damn head and braced his hand on the railing on the side of the front steps. For a second he had thought he’d imagined the woman before him, but quickly realized that she wasn’t just some dream come to life. She was real…and standing there looking at him like he was fucking crazy. </div>
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Maybe he was. </div>
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Damn, he really needed to get some sleep. </div>
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“Sorry, what? I am. Dr. Nyght, that is. I mean, Daryk Nyght.” Someone needed to shoot him to get him to stop talking, because clearly he couldn’t be trusted forming sentences at the moment. She smiled at him, and Dare was damn glad he was leaning on the railing. </div>
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“It’s nice to meet you, Dr. Nyght. I’m Hammer’s cousin, Evelyn Beaumont, but please call me Evie.” </div>
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“Dare.” </div>
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Her smile faltered. “Excuse me?” </div>
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“My name. Just call me Dare.” </div>
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“Okay, Dare. Welcome to the Beaumont Boarding House. Come on in.” She gestured to the open front door and Dare took a strengthening breath before he climbed the stairs and came to a stop next to her. Christ, she smelled like peaches. Ripe, juicy peaches. When he’d been overseas he used to dream of peaches plucked fresh from a tree, still warm from the sun’s rays. </div>
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It was a particular weakness of his. </div>
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Despite his current difficulties functioning, he still had enough wits about him to motion her inside before following her into the house. Manners had been far too engrained in him from a young age for him to act any differently. He breathed her scent in as he closed the door and followed her through the foyer, down a hall into the large kitchen. He tried to keep his distance so he wouldn’t make her nervous being in the house with a strange man she didn’t know. </div>
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A frown settled over his face. She didn’t know him. What the hell was she doing walking inside with him where they were alone? He could be— </div>
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Dare’s thoughts came to a screeching halt when he realized that she had been speaking to him again, and was now looking at him with that wary expression again as she moved to stand on the other side of the marble island in the center of the kitchen. Christ, he really was a mess. “I’m sorry…what were you saying?” </div>
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“The setup is pretty simple here. Each bedroom has its own bathroom, but the rest of the house is shared space. There is an entertainment area on the main floor with a pool table and a large TV, and there’s a gym in the basement. We usually offer baked goods in the kitchen, but meals are basically up to you. Everyone is pretty respectful of other people’s stuff, but if you have food you don’t want to share, be sure to mark it.” </div>
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Evie gestured toward a hallway off the kitchen. “My cousin Hunter lives in the apartment down that hall, but if he isn’t around you can just ask one of us. All of our phone numbers are listed here by the phone. My uncle Tony and his wife Maddy usually stop by every Monday and Friday to check on things, but they’re on vacation right now. You know Hammer’s mother, Madeline, right? Anyways, they’ll be back in a few weeks, but my cousins and I live right down the road, just passed the rescue center if you need anything.” </div>
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Dare scowled before he could stop himself. “Rescue center? As in barking dogs?” </div>
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He knew he’d made a grave error as soon as those beautiful blue eyes iced over. He belatedly remembered seeing the big barn down the road, and also recalled what he had heard about her the last time he’d come to Breakers. Evie had been out of town, but he’d met her cousins, Beckett, Francesca and Hunter—who were also Hammer’s step-siblings—and they had spoken of the rescue center where they all worked part-time. The rescue center was Evie’s pride and joy…and he had just insulted it. </div>
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Damn it, why couldn’t he fucking think before he spoke? </div>
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Evie regarded him coolly. “The Beaumont Rescue Center is far enough that you shouldn’t be disturbed by the noise.” </div>
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“I’m sure it is. I like dogs. Really, I like all animals.” Rubbing a hand over his face, he sighed. “Sorry, I haven’t slept in…hell, I don’t know. I’m not usually this…” </div>
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Fucked up. </div>
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Evie’s face softened and her eyes warmed with sympathy again. She picked up a set of keys from the counter and handed them to him. “I’ll let you get settled in. You’re in room ten. It’s a corner room on the second floor.” She hesitated for a moment before saying, “There’s a family style meal in a few days over at my house. It’s nothing big…just a barbeque, but we try to do something on Sundays with the family and the workers from the center. Feel free to stop by if you’re feeling up to it.” </div>
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She opened the door before he could say anything, and with a cheerful wave, she walked out onto the back patio, shutting the door in his face. Without thinking, he found himself moving to a nearby window, watching as she got into a golf cart. He stood there as she headed across the manicure lawn towards the stone and glass manor down the road. </div>
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The princess in the glass tower, he thought as he watched her leave, then shook his head at the fanciful thought. Sweet Jesus, he really needed sleep. With that in mind, he turned from the window and left the kitchen, making his way back to the front of the house. He climbed the grand staircase, absently admiring open space of the large foyer until he reached the second floor. </div>
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He turned down the hall, then had to backtrack and go the other way until he reached his room. Using the key, he let himself in, then simply dropped his bags on the floor after he shut the door and locked it. Not even taking the time to look around the well-appointed room, he sat down on the bed and leaned over to remove his boots, almost falling over in the process. </div>
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Damn, was he in sorry shape. </div>
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Exploring would have to wait. Dare let out a long sigh as he lay back on the bed, and was asleep before his head hit the pillow.</div>
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Laurie Romahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00991129749498081135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156387333421092925.post-69208653016225779172015-11-27T00:00:00.000-06:002015-11-27T00:00:09.830-06:00~ Symposium - What a Wonderful World ~<br />
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The year seems to have flown by, and so many wonderful things have happened! So, for this month’s Symposium, I’ve asked my friends and fellow authors to share some of the things they are most grateful for. Read on and see what everyone had to say!</div>
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<b><i><span style="color: orange;">LAURIE ROMA:</span></i></b> I’ve had so much to be thankful for this year. Most of all, I am grateful that my mother’s stem cell transplant surgery went well, and she is now healthy and going strong. She kicked cancer’s ass, and will hopefully continue to do so for many more years to come. I am thankful for all my friends and family—for their love and support, and how they’ve enriched my life. I’m grateful for my bestie—for all the late night phone calls, extraordinary inspiration and complete understanding. I’m grateful that I’m able to do something that I love—for being able to write, and share the stories that are in my head. And last but not least, I’m grateful to all my readers—for letting me entertain them, and for embracing the worlds and characters I’ve created. Thank you.<br />
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</span><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Zoe Lang grew up as a musical prodigy whose life was not her own. She was told when to eat, when to sleep, and even who to marry, until she found the courage to escape the confines of her gilded cage. But freedom came with a price that almost cost her everything. Finding sanctuary in the small town of Breakers, Zoe is content with her new life. The only thing disrupting her happiness is Dante Fox, a dark and dangerous bad boy who plays by his own rules…</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">A former Army Ranger, Dante Fox is plagued by nightmares of his time overseas. He struggles to combat the darkness within him, but when he meets Zoe Lang, his entire world shifts. When Zoe’s past comes back to haunt her, he will do everything in his power to keep her safe. Can two tortured souls find peace together, or will Dante’s angel only be his in dreams?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">EVANGELINE ANDERSON:</span></i></b> There are so many things to be thankful for this year it's hard to know where to start. My husband and I were going through a rough patch but we seem to be reaching the end of it. After 19 years of marriage, that happens from time to time! Also, we are about to move to a house closer to my son's school. It will be nice not to have such a long commute to get my little guy back and forth every morning. My Brides of the Kindred sales are doing well for which I am very thankful because that's what makes the move possible in the first place. Last and most importantly, I think we have found a therapist who can help my son get along better in school. He is on the Autism spectrum--classic Aspergers--and he has been struggling in 2nd grade. I hope and pray this new therapist will make the difference. He's so smart--his mind just works differently from ours. I am so thankful for him and all my family.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Kate McMillan has a good life and a decent job working at a jewelry store but there’s something wrong. She also has a hole in her memory—a three year gap where she can’t remember a thing. Kate tries to tell herself she’s okay but she knows it isn’t true. Someone is hunting her—a huge man with glowing blue eyes is lingering on the edges of her vision. Every time Kate sees him her pulse races and fear grips her. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Rone is a Wulven Kindred—feared and shunned even by others of the Kindred race. For the Wulven carry a Beast inside them that will kill anyone unlucky enough to be near when it emerges. Only a female who has tamed a male Wulven’s Beast is immune from this danger. Rone once had such a mate—before she was snatched away. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">For months he’s been searching for his missing bride but when he finally locates Kate, he finds that she has forgotten him completely. Not only that, but his mere presence engenders a panic response in the woman who once loved him. Their bond has been broken and Kate doesn’t know him. Worse, his Beast no longer acknowledges her as his mated female. Rone doesn’t blame Kate for thinking he is dangerous—he is and always will be unless she can tame his Beast. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">But in order to tame the Beast, Kate must take a terrible risk…one that may end in her death. Will she be able to control her fear and face the danger that lives inside her mate or will Rone remain forever…Forgotten? </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><i>***This is book 16 of the Brides of the Kindred series***</i></span></div>
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warm blankets, and I am grateful. There is clean water readily available, a
refrigerator with food and electricity to boil the kettle for tea. I can
breathe easily and the air is fresh and clean. I have a family who loves me,
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don’t have, things that many people take for granted, but I prefer to focus on
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love, I live in a country with human rights and freedoms, I can go out and
about as a woman alone and feel safe. The kindness of strangers abounds, and I
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">KALI ARGENT:</span></i></b> </span><span style="font-size: large;">Thinking back on the past year, I realize I have a lot for which to be thankful. I’m thankful for a husband who not only understands, but embraces my crazy. I’m thankful for my children, who know what’s right and aren’t afraid to challenge what’s wrong. I’m thankful people actually want to read what I write, and every day, I get to wake up and do a job I love. I’m thankful that I have a friend I can count on, who never takes more than she gives, and celebrates our differences rather than condemns them. I’m thankful for short lines at the supermarket, the last donut in the box, and my favorite song on the radio. Bad things happen, and the world doesn’t always make sense. So, mostly, I guess I’m just thankful for the opportunity to be thankful.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: orange;"><i>MICHELLE HOWARD:</i> </span></b>Thanks for inviting me back, Laurie. It's
always great to take a moment to reflect on what really happened during the
year. Time flies so quickly and soon you realize you often miss out on enjoying
what you've done instead of what you didn't get done. 2015 has been a whirlwind
for me filled with highs and lows. Instead of highlighting my lows, I'll focus
on my highs. This year I got to spend a lot more time with my family. When I'm with
them, I try to block out any thoughts of work and to take pleasure and
happiness in the small things. I also amazed myself by getting 5 books out this
year with 1-2 more novellas planned before it ends. Recently, I released the
3rd book in my A World Beyond series, Lindsey's Rescue. I’m excited that
readers seem to be responding well to it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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love, marriage and happiness. She found the first two but the third required a
bit of work. Fighting aliens, running from aliens and making friends with
aliens all seem to be on the agenda for the day. Her only question now is can
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marriage for business reasons. Their wife Lindsey gave them something
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: orange;"><i>SUSAN HAYES:</i></span></b> </span><span style="font-size: large;">This year I have a lot to be grateful for. My Dad was in an accident not long ago, and while he is fine now, the outcome could easily have been far worse. I’m thankful he’s still with us and for the reminder to cherish what time we have with those we love. I’m grateful for my friends who have challenged, encouraged, and supported me through my life and my career over the last year. They’ve been there for me in good times, and those times when I fell on my face and needed their help to get back up again. I’m thankful for so many things including my readers, and I hope that everyone has a multitude of riches to be grateful for this year.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Rebel medic Ciara Fanning has called the badlands home for more than a decade. Raised in the Alliance, she spent the first half of her life defined by what she wasn’t—fertile, valued, deserving of her family’s love. Now, she lives beyond the Alliance’s reach and defines her worth by the lives she’s saved and the people she’s healed. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Alliance Elites Dr. Vance Sterling and Dane Foster live for the joys of raising their daughter, Annie. It’s been more than two years since they buried Annie’s mother, but neither man has been ready to move on… until they meet a redheaded rebel with no place to stay and a heart as battered as their own.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">Dane and Vance have dedicated their lives to defending the Alliance way of life while Ciara has dedicated hers to helping those who live outside Alliance lands. Can they heal old wounds and forge a new life together, or will the dark ghosts of the past steal their future before it’s even begun?</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">JENIKA SNOW:</span></i></b> I am thankful for so many things this year. Speaking strictly for the writing aspect of my life, I'm so thankful that I'm able to do what I love, and to bring my stories to life for readers. I am thankful that I have the support of so many incredible people, and that they've told me I could do this when I didn't think I could. I’m thankful for meeting and having friendships with so many incredible people, refers and authors alike. It's all of that and so much more that I'm thankful that I get to experience.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">Easton Pope, a moose shifter, is known in the town of Sweet Water as being a standoffish recluse. But he isn’t trying to please anyone, and the isolation suits him well. Even when he sees his mate and the instinct to claim her rides him hard, he tries to convince himself he doesn’t need her. <br /><br />Jessie, a serval cat shifter, has been brought back to Sweet Water due to her aunt’s passing. With her emotions turbulent, running free in the woods as her serval sounds like something to let off steam. But when she meets her mate in the towering form of a moose, she knows she can’t handle being claimed on top of grieving—so she runs, too. <br /><br />They’ve both run from each other and their mating. Can Easton and Jessie complete the mating, or will their own hang-ups stop them from being together?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: orange;"><i>ERIKA REED:</i></span></b> The first thing that comes to mind when someone
asks what I am most thankful for in life is my daughters and husband. Without
them, I don’t know what I would do. Then of course there are the materialistic
things in life that I am truly thankful for, such as my iPhone, a good cup of
coffee, Diet Coke, Mexican food, friends and family, girl’s weekend with my
best friends, my job, house, a good book with a warm blanket, dark chocolate,
donuts, salty French fries, and of course my writing career. I don’t know what
I would do without any of these things in my life. My life has been truly
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hospital from being in a serious car accident with her husband, she learns how
fragile life is. After coming to terms with the loss of her husband, she is
finally ready to move forward with her life. That’s when Rylee’s best friend
suggests she takes a vacation to her brothers’ retreat in Montana. Rylee has
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">Abigail Denton left home to start a new life, only to have it ripped away in a brutal attack. But second chances sometimes come in the most unexpected ways. Taken from Earth, Abby is brought to a new world to become the mate to an alien warrior, however, her past has left her hesitant to trust any male…<br /><br />Larger and stronger than most other warriors on Vor, Prince Dracor Krell is the perfect Captain of the Guard, but his size makes him less desirable as any female’s companion. He has given up hope at finding happiness, but all of that changes the moment he meets his mate, Abby. Now, all he has to do is prove to her that a warrior’s devotion can lead to a love that will last them a lifetime.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">(1</span><span style="text-align: justify;">) The writing community who have such a wonderful willingness to share with each other.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">(2) My fabulous readers who ask if they can help ME! How great is that?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">(3) My health. Yes I have aches and pains (I just moved yesterday and all that heavy lifting is taking its toll), but the fact I can carry a lot is a blessing.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">(4) My amazing husband who has the same dreams I do.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">(5) I can work from home, rising and shining as my body sees fit. Living in warm Florida is an extra plus though we will be moving again next year to Costa Rica—to study Spanish and enjoy the sunny beaches.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">J.A. HORNBUCKLE:</span></i></b> This is going to sound weird, but this year I’m grateful to be 60. Being one of the baby-boomers born in the 50’s is unbelievably cool though no one ever really talks about it. They should, because it’s like being 16 again—only without parental supervision. At this age, I can have dessert for breakfast if I want (as long as I have antacids on hand), wear mismatched clothes (although the ‘Weird People at a Big Name Store’ FB page may include my photo) or make-out on the couch with my boyfriend for hours uninterrupted by parents or kids (but an unexpected nap might cut into the festivities). I’m healthy (reasonably), wealthy (in the love of family and wonderful friends) and wise (or a wise-ass, you choose). Truthfully? I’m grateful for so many things. Being ‘old’ is just one of them.</span><br />
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Warrior Dragon Ti’eron is dedicated to fulfilling his duties to eradicate the alien invasion threatening Earth and all its inhabitants. The reappearance of Adri, the young girl he’d promised to live his ‘forever’ with years before, shatters his resolve and splits his focus.</div>
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<b><i><span style="color: orange;">S.J. MAYLEE:</span></i></b> I’m thankful first for my family. Their love keeps me going when life gets tough. They bring me so much joy in the simplest of ways. I’m truly thankful for my readers. You keep coming back for more and I love you for it. I’m also thankful for my creature comforts such as coffee, my ereader, pizza, music, blooming flowers, and sunny afternoons. </div>
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Zoe Lang grew up as a musical prodigy whose life was not her own. She was told when to eat, when to sleep, and even who to marry, until she found the courage to escape the confines of her gilded cage. But freedom came with a price that almost cost her everything. Finding sanctuary in the small town of Breakers, Zoe is content with her new life. The only thing disrupting her happiness is Dante Fox, a dark and dangerous bad boy who plays by his own rules…</div>
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A former Army Ranger, Dante Fox is plagued by nightmares of his time overseas. He struggles to combat the darkness within him, but when he meets Zoe Lang, his entire world shifts. When Zoe’s past comes back to haunt her, he will do everything in his power to keep her safe. Can two tortured souls find peace together, or will Dante’s angel only be his in dreams?<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Zoe felt the world melting around her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Her body was on fire as Dante’s lips took hers in a kiss so hot, she wondered how she didn’t just burst into flames. She’d been fighting the crazy attraction she had for him for months, trying to avoid the explosive chemistry she knew shimmered between them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now, all her defenses shattered like brittle glass with one little kiss. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The feel of Dante’s hard body pressed against hers had a flood of desire shooting straight through her, making her body quiver with excitement. She could feel the liquid heat pooling between her thighs, shocking her with how quickly she responded to him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He used her gasp of shock to shove his tongue deep, tasting and temping her until her only reaction was to give in to him. Zoe’s mind went blank as she answered the urgency of his kiss with her own. Pleasure pulsed through her, filling her with the need to give him all of her, and to take all he offered in return.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Holy fucking shit, the man knew how to kiss.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The taste of him was like an addiction. Wild. Wicked. She’d known he would be, which was why she’d tried so hard to keep her distance. Dark and dangerous, Dante Fox was a man who commanded attention without asking. And now he took her under, deep into a pleasure she wasn’t sure she’d ever recover from. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Pulling back, he broke the kiss, allowing her a glimpse into those clear, light-blue eyes of his. Eyes so pale they almost seemed unreal. But now, his icy gaze was filled with heat, with a hunger so intense that it made her heart thunder in her chest.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Fucking hell. I want you, Zoe.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The sound of his deep, rough voice made her tremble. It always did. Usually, she was able to hide her reaction to him, but right now she couldn’t stop the shiver that wracked her body, and she knew he felt it. “Dante, wait—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">His nostrils flared and his eyes fired at her weak protest. “No.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">When he moved to kiss her again, she lifted her hands to hold him off, then glanced down at the violin and bow in her hands. She blinked as if she’d never seen them before. Damn it, she needed to focus. Forcing her brain to function again, she gasped. The instrument she held was a Stradivarius violin, probably one of the most well-known, expensive instruments in the world. Some sanity sparked back and had her trying to step away from him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">When she simply looked at him in confusion, he took the violin and bow from her, setting it on the table next to the case. Wincing, she made a moved toward the table to put the instrument away properly, but Dante got in her way. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A small squeak of surprise escaped her as he took hold of her hips and lifted her, carrying her a few steps to the pool table where he sat her down on the edge. He pushed her thighs apart so he could stand between them. When he pressed against her, she could feel the hard column of his erection rubbing against her core, and barely held back a moan.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Damn him. How the hell could she resist him if he kept pushing her like this?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The temptation to give in was overwhelming. An edge of panic mingled with pure feminine appreciation as he unzipped his hoodie and roughly jerked it off, throwing it to the floor. Seeing the black t-shirt stretched taut over his hard body, she found herself reaching out before she could think. Zoe placed a hand on his chest, feeling muscles flex beneath her palm and the frantic beating of his heart. She knew it was useless trying to hold him back, but she had to, for both their sakes. “Dante, we can’t—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Hell, yes, we can,” he countered, his voice harsh with lust. “And we will.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Another protest was cut off as his mouth took hers again. Stars burst behind her eyes. His taste. God, his taste was glorious. Spicy, and utterly sinful. His hand wound into her hair, holding her still as he plundered, stroking his tongue deep over and over again. Unable to help herself, she kissed him back, hands stroking up and down the hard muscles of his back, her legs wrapping around his waist as her traitorous body pulled him closer.</span></div>
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Zoe Lang grew up as a musical prodigy whose life was not her own. She was told when to eat, when to sleep, and even who to marry, until she found the courage to escape the confines of her gilded cage. But freedom came with a price that almost cost her everything. Finding sanctuary in the small town of Breakers, Zoe is content with her new life. The only thing disrupting her happiness is Dante Fox, a dark and dangerous bad boy who plays by his own rules…</div>
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A former Army Ranger, Dante Fox is plagued by nightmares of his time overseas. He struggles to combat the darkness within him, but when he meets Zoe Lang, his entire world shifts. When Zoe’s past comes back to haunt her, he will do everything in his power to keep her safe. Can two tortured souls find peace together, or will Dante’s angel only be his in dreams?</div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">Every author has they own method to writing, but one of questions we’ve all been asked is: are you a <i><b>pantser</b></i> or a <b><i>plotter</i></b>? </span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">What does that mean? Do you plan out the details before you write, do outlines and lay out the entire plot in notes, or do you just wing it and go with the flow? It’s always interesting to see how stories come to each author, so read on and find out what everyone had to say!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">LAURIE ROMA:</span></i></b> I tend to be a combination pantser and plotter, but I prefer to plan. Most of the time, a storyline comes to me fully formed. That means almost every scene is playing out in my head like a movie and I just have to keep up and write it down as I see it. Other times, I have a general idea where I want the story to go and I outline basic scenes and fill in the gaps as I write. Then there are the times when I simply know the characters well enough to let them tell the story as I go. When that happens, it’s the most frustrating for me. Basically, I love it when a plan comes together… </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;">Katra Tesera is a female Dragon Warrior on a mission. Unsatisfied with the life her family wishes for her back on her home world, she seeks something more for her own future. When the opportunity to visit Earth arises, Katra is eager for the excitement and adventure of traveling the stars. She believes she is ready for whatever lies at the end of her journey, but nothing can prepare her for meeting her mate…the dark and dangerous Tarin warrior, Lord Jaden Tor.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">EVE LANGLAIS:</span></i></b> When it comes to writing, I am an absolute pantster. I don’t outline at all, rather, I start with an interesting premise and then tend to let the characters tell me where the story is going. It’s a fun way of writing because they often take me in directions I never expected. I find by letting the story evolve naturally rather than forcing it into a structured plot, the words just flow. To make sure, I don’t screw up, I keep track of specific things like character names and descriptions on sticky notes. My desk is covered in them lol. As I’m writing, I’ll even jot questions to myself, or do a quick summary of a plot element. It might seem like a chaotic method, but so far, it works for me lol.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Big deal, so he kept losing the oar. It wasn’t Adexios fault the Styx monsters were working against him, but tell that to his dad. Charon is determined to make a man out of him—whether his mother likes it or not—and Lucifer has offered to help. Help means sending Adexios in to the wilds of Hell with an Amazon warrior as his companion.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">The savage fighter doesn’t know what to think of her geeky partner. Adexios attracts Valaska with his brains instead of brawn. He also shows a cunning courage she can’t help but respect.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">They’ll need all the skills they can muster, though, if they’re going to prevail against the newest threat to Hell. With the wilds submerged by seawater, and monsters hungry for flesh, they’ll have to fight to stay alive, and learn opposites not only attract, they explode. (With passion, not guts, in case that wasn’t clear.)</span></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange;"><b>S.E. SMITH:</b></span></i> I am a total pantser of the ultimate degree. I admit, I don't even have a story bible (which is on my list of things to do). For me, each world is so individual, just like the characters, that when I start writing, it is like visiting with old friends. Stories often come to me in dreams (I dream in technicolor, btw), through songs, words, and places. An excellent example was when we went to the McDonald Observatory in Fort Davis, Texas this past summer. As we were walking through the observatory, I had the idea for a five book grounded science fiction story that I will be publishing this next year called the Gliese 581g series. It was as if this world suddenly blossomed in my mind and I could 'see' it as if I was there. To discover another wonderful adventure that captured my attention and wouldn't let go until I ended up writing it, check out Gracie's Touch: Zion Warriors Book 1.</div>
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<span style="color: red;">Gracie Jones was little more than a child when the Earth was invaded by an alien species. Escaping into the subway tunnels of New York City, she hid in fear of being captured. Discovered by four men who became her protectors, she fought alongside them and they became known as the Freedom Five. At seventeen, she made a decision that turned the tide on the war between Earth and the Alluthans but in exchange she gave up all that she knew.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Kordon Jefe is a Zion Warrior and commanding officer in charge of the Confederation of Planets military. When an unknown species begins attacking some of their outer settlements, he is assigned to discover who they are and stop them…at any cost.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Gracie unknowingly finds herself stranded millions of light years and hundreds of years in the future in a distance galaxy on an undeveloped moon. When an old enemy threatens once more, she does not hesitant to use her knowledge to try to stop them once again. Only this time, it is not just Earth she will be saving but the Confederation itself.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">When their two worlds are thrown together, Kordon is unsure what to do with the strange, delicate creature that fights and behaves unlike anything he has ever encountered before. One thing he does know, he plans to keep her.</span></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: orange;">JOEY W. HILL:</span></i></b> As far as “how do your stories come to you?”, I usually say it was my fairy godmother. Or an incident of cognitive recalibration (a Gibbs slap upside the head). Or that it was triggered: an overheard conversation, an interesting-looking person in Walmart, or a snippet I read in the news. Yet it all comes down to the same thing—it’s inexplicable. I suddenly see a piece of the story in my head, and that’s my foot-in-the-door moment. Next thing I know, I’m inside and exploring all the lovely rooms. As far as how I turn it into a full book, I’m a mix of “plot” and “pantser”. I brainstorm random stuff – scenes, snippets of dialogue – and then organize it into a pseudo-outline. When I start to write the story, I’ll integrate new scenes and go in different directions than planned, but that outline gives me a starting point.</div>
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<span style="color: red;">Lord Uthe, a member of the Vampire Council, was a Templar Knight centuries ago. Even up to the present day, he has attempted to honor the spirit of the Rule, despite the volatile and highly sexual nature of the vampire world. Yet now he’s caught the attention of the Fae Lord Keldwyn, liaison between the Council and Fae Court. Keldwyn challenges Uthe’s emotional isolation and dominant nature. When a quest from Uthe’s past requires Keldwyn’s help to protect both their worlds, Uthe will have to decide whether the Fae male is a gift from God to be cherished and trusted, or a curse that will make Uthe fail the Order he promised to serve all his life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">N.J. WALTERS:</span></i></b> Writers usually fall into two major categories— pantsers (which means they write by the seat of their pants) or plotters. I freely admit I’m a pantser. If I plot too much, I lose the drive to write the story. For me, a book begins with the characters. Sometimes the hero comes to me first, and other times it’s the heroine. Once I know who they are, I want to know their story. Most times, I have a vague idea of the direction of the plot. I may even jot down an idea or two, but that’s pretty much it as far as plotting goes. I create character sketches on file cards and add to them as I write the book. Once I know the characters and have the first scene in my head, I start writing and trust the rest will come. It always does…almost always with surprises.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">Sylvie LaForge Dubois knew coming back from the dead wouldn’t be easy, but facing her brother and his friends is harder than she imagined. The way Gator Rollins watches her every move makes her decidedly uneasy and excited.<br /><br />After surviving a forced mating to the abusive Andre Dubois, having a rugged, dangerous werewolf like Gator sniffing around her is scary and thrilling at the same time. She never imagined she’d want another man, but her bone-deep attraction to Gator is too strong to fight.<br /><br />Gator never got a chance to tell Sylvie he loved her before she was mated with another and, well, died. Now that she’s back, there’s nothing he won’t do to protect her.<br /><br />Once word gets out, Sylvie’s former pack will be coming for her. No one leaves the Louisiana pack, especially not a female werewolf. But Gator’s determined that this time he won’t let anyone or anything get between him and Sylvie, even if she can’t decide if his touch makes her want to jump his bones…or run for the hills.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /><b><i><span style="color: orange;">KALI ARGENT:</span></i></b> I suppose I’m a bit of both—a planter? LOL! I almost always outline my plot, especially more complicated storylines, but even then, I end up veering off course along the way. Other times, it’s less of a written roadmap and something more like a mind palace, (You’re welcome Sherlock fans!) where I wonder through crowded hallways, plucking ideas and information from different places until it forms a cohesive scene. As for the romance and character development, however, I prefer to let those elements develop organically. Sometimes, I’m just as surprised as everyone else by what ends up on the page.<br /></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">Commander Ivy Dalton doesn’t believe in luck or chance. Everything in her life—her career, her ship, the respect of her peers—she’s worked hard to earn. When she and her crew are attacked during an exploration mission, sending her ship crashing onto an unidentified planet, her only concern is finding a way to contact the Alliance. She never expected a single, tiny incident in the infinite reaches of space to challenge all she thought she knew about fate, destiny, and…love.<br /><br />For thousands of years, King Kai Blackthorn has ruled over the people of his planet with selflessness and compassion, never taking anything for himself. Recently, however, he’s grown weary, malcontent, and the loneliness that has plagued him for centuries has become too pronounced to ignore. Then all that changes with the unexpected arrival of one sassy blonde with luscious curves and a dangerously sharp tongue.<br /><br />Caught in the midst of intolerance and corruption, two strangers from different worlds struggle to find a way to coexist. Kai can’t abandon his people, and Ivy can’t imagine a life grounded in one place. But fate will not be ignored. Decisions must be made, compromises that will change the course of their lives. For no matter which destination they choose, the journey will leave them forever altered.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">SUSAN HAYES:</span></i></b> I am a total pantser. This is true to the point that if I dare to sketch out more than the most basic of character biographies and story arcs before I start writing, my characters invariably rebel. The more detailed the plan I’ve laid out, the wilder the rebellion becomes until nothing remains of my plot but ashes. I’ve learned my lesson, and now I let the plot unfold as I write. My stories begin with the characters. Who are they? What moments in their past forged them into the people they are when the story begins? What are their hopes and dreams? Some of that information I have when I start a new tale, some of it comes from the characters themselves. I often joke that I’m not so much a writer as I am a secretary, transcribing the story as the characters tell it to me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">Dani Moore barely escaped her abusive marriage. Six years later, she just wants to raise her little girl in peace. When she learns that her ex-husband is out on early parole, she goes into hiding, adopting a new name and starting a new life far away from the man who tried to kill her.<br /><br />Detective David Wilde learned the hard way that romance and police work don’t mix, at least not for him. Since his divorce, he’s kept his heart closed off and his focus on the job. For Dave, being a cop isn’t only a career, it’s a way of life that defines every choice he makes…until he meets Dani.<br /><br />Hired as the new cook at his family’s bar and grill, Dani’s a sweet and sexy package that brings light and color back into Dave’s life. When that light is threatened by Dani’s past, Dave will do whatever it takes to protect what’s his. <br /><br />Can two battle-scarred hearts find the strength to love again, or will an act of revenge destroy their future before they’ve even begun?</span><br /></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">Bobbie used to be a sweet-butt, and then she fell for a Patch. But telling Rook she’s in love with him is easier said than done. She fears he doesn't want her as anything more than a piece of submissive tail. <br /><br />Rook doesn't hide the fact he's a dominant man. He likes certain things when he's with a woman, things that leave marks on her body and have her calling him “Sir”. But ever since he's slept with Bobbie, she's all he wants. She’s far too good for the likes of him, so pushing her away seems like the right move. <br /><br />When someone from Rook’s past comes to get even, Rook finally realizes how important Bobbie is to him. Can he get to her in time, or will he lose the only good and perfect thing he's ever had in his screwed up life?</span><br /></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">Rage has wanted Penny for a long time, but he’s held back as she’s not club property. He still gets to see her, though, as she’s the sister of one of the brother’s wives. However, when Penny’s personal life stops her visiting the club, Rage won’t stand for it. He’s going to have her and claim her as his old lady, whether she likes it or not. <br /><br />Penny doesn’t want a biker as a husband. She can’t trust a club, and after watching her sister with a biker, Penny is convinced she’d never be happy with one. But Rage will not take no for an answer, and Penny can’t deny the attraction. <br /><br />Together they explore Penny’s fantasies, and Rage is determined to make sure there’s not a chance for another man to take what belongs to him. He doesn’t share, and he’s claiming this woman as his and his alone. <br /><br />When Rage’s feelings are put to the test when a rival gang takes Penny, he will stop at nothing to get her back. What will happen when he unleashes his namesake rage on the men who took her? Will Penny run, or will his show of protectiveness seal their future?</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">When a human female is pitted against an untamed she-wolf during the annual Gathering, Draven steps in to save the young woman’s life. He never imagined the fiery redhead with emerald green eyes would end up being his mate, nor did he anticipate just how much he’d burn for her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">Abigail Denton left home to start a new life, only to have it ripped away in a brutal attack. But second chances sometimes come in the most unexpected ways. Taken from Earth, Abby is brought to a new world to become the mate to an alien warrior, however, her past has left her hesitant to trust any male… <br /><br />Larger and stronger than most other warriors on Vor, Prince Dracor Krell is the perfect Captain of the Guard, but his size makes him less desirable as any female’s companion. He has given up hope at finding happiness, but all of that changes the moment he meets his mate, Abby. Now, all he has to do is prove to her that a warrior’s devotion can lead to a love that will last them a lifetime.</span></span><br />
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Commander Ivy Dalton doesn’t believe in luck or chance. Everything in her life—her career, her ship, the respect of her peers—she’s worked hard to earn. When she and her crew are attacked during an exploration mission, sending her ship crashing onto an unidentified planet, her only concern is finding a way to contact the Alliance. She never expected a single, tiny incident in the infinite reaches of space to challenge all she thought she knew about fate, destiny, and…love. </div>
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For thousands of years, King Kai Blackthorn has ruled over the people of his planet with selflessness and compassion, never taking anything for himself. Recently, however, he’s grown weary, malcontent, and the loneliness that has plagued him for centuries has become too pronounced to ignore. Then all that changes with the unexpected arrival of one sassy blonde with luscious curves and a dangerously sharp tongue. </div>
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Caught in the midst of intolerance and corruption, two strangers from different worlds struggle to find a way to coexist. Kai can’t abandon his people, and Ivy can’t imagine a life grounded in one place. But fate will not be ignored. Decisions must be made, compromises that will change the course of their lives. For no matter which destination they choose, the journey will leave them forever altered. </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Her hostile stance eased marginally, and her mouth softened at the corners. “That,” she said, pointed to the translator, “is a language converter? It’ll allow me to understand you?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Pleased, Kai smiled as he offered her the blinking strip of gold-plated metal. At the same time, he carefully removed his own translator, paused, and slid it back onto his earlobe, demonstrating to her how to wear it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">After a long, tense hesitation, Ivy shuffled around the chair with her arm outstretched, allowing Kai to drop the translator into her waiting hand. She didn’t affix it immediately, but studied the device for several long seconds.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“It looks like a staple,” she murmured. “Are you sure it works?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Okay, here goes nothing.” Brushing a stray lock of golden hair back from face, she slid the translator onto her lobe, just as he’d shown her. “Well,” she said after a moment, “say something.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Oh.” Her full lips parted with a silent gasp, and her emerald eyes sparkled like the waters of the ocean. “Say something else.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Welcome, Commander Ivy Dalton, to the high city of Sommervail.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A sharp pain rippled through his chest and down his abdomen, stealing his breath with its intensity. His legs began to shake, his pulse raced dangerously, and heat swept over his skin. All at once, he felt dizzy, unsteady on his feet, and shadows blotted the edges of his vision.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Kai—it’s Kai, right?” Ivy took a single step closer. “Uh, are you okay?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Merely the excitement of the day.” He needed to get away from her before he did something humiliating, like faint at her feet. “I apologize.” Gripping the doorframe when the dizziness threatened to overwhelm him, he squeezed until his knuckles turned white. “We’ll speak again in the morning.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Wait, I have questions. You can’t just keep me here like this.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“The captain will answer any inquiries you may have.” As if summoned, Tira appeared at his side. “Tira, I’ll leave it to your discretion.” He tried to smile, but by the females’ worried expressions, he imagined he’d failed miserably. “Until our next meeting.” He lowered his head slightly toward Ivy. “Rest well, my lady.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Retreating, he staggered down the stairs, leaning heavily on the railing, and stumbled through the corridors until he reached his chambers. It troubled him to leave Ivy after such a short meeting, but with his stomach churning and his head pounding, he could barely undress before collapsing onto his bed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The silky gray sheets felt cool against his overheated skin, and the soft mattress cradled his aching body. Every muscle, tendon, and joint pained him. Even his hair follicles hurt. Stars above, he didn’t know what had come over him, but a part of him felt death would be preferable to such suffering.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Illness didn’t plague the inhabitants of Xenthian. Not once in over four thousand years had Kai experienced even something as minor as a sniffle. In the back of his mind, the part still fighting against what he already knew, he wondered if Ivy had somehow bewitched him. Burying his face into the pillow with a groan, he dismissed the notion as quickly as it came.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He was lying to himself, had been from the moment he’d walked into Ivy’s room. Upon seeing her, he’d felt the pull, the unshakeable desire to be near her. His entire being swayed toward the beauty, something inside him shifting to make room for this magnificent being he’d never even considered existed. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Bakery owner, Kalista Redford, is a woman who has had a difficult past. She has always struggled with her self-esteem, and her last breakup hasn’t done anything to help improve her opinion of herself. When Kalista finds herself pursued by the dark and dangerous man she has secretly dreamed about, will she be able to follow her heart or will past insecurities threaten to ruin her chance at true love?</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Evelyn Beaumont is a woman who seems to have it all. Evie has grace, beauty and wealth, but she hides from painful memories by burying herself in her work at the rescue center she runs. When these two lost souls come together in a clash of wills, the sparks between them are undeniable. Will passion be enough or can they find a way to open their hearts for a chance at true love?</span><br />
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prodigy whose life was not her own. She was told when to eat, when to sleep,
and even who to marry, until she found the courage to escape the confines of
her gilded cage. But freedom came with a price that almost cost her everything.
Finding sanctuary in the small town of Breakers, Zoe is content with her new
life. The only thing disrupting her happiness is Dante Fox, a dark and
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">LAURIE ROMA:</span></i></b> <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 107%;">I
tend to research whatever I put in my plotlines. Accuracy is important to me.
Maybe it’s something that has held over from law school, when I had to cite
everything. LOL. But really, if you don’t know how something works, how can you
write about it? With that being said, some of the things I’ve researched have
surely gotten me on some sort of watch list. For example, I’ve looked up
chemical weapons, sniper rifles, and other weapons…not to mention police procedure
and other agency practices. For another book, I did research on </span><i style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 107%;">kinbaku </i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 107%;">and how it could benefit someone
with autism. But I think some of the most interesting research I’ve done has to
do with the sci-fi genre, whether it be names for characters, what other worlds
could potentially look like, or what other technological advances might be
possible in the future. Life as an author is never boring!</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;">Katra Tesera is a female Dragon Warrior on a mission. Unsatisfied with the life her family wishes for her back on her home world, she seeks something more for her own future. When the opportunity to visit Earth arises, Katra is eager for the excitement and adventure of traveling the stars. She believes she is ready for whatever lies at the end of her journey, but nothing can prepare her for meeting her mate…the dark and dangerous Tarin warrior, Lord Jaden Tor.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Warlord Jaden Tor is a dedicated leader who is fighting a civil war to save his people. He has always known his path in life, but everything changes the moment he meets the dark-haired beauty with glowing silver eyes. Jaden wants to claim her for his own, however, there is more at stake than his own happiness… </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: orange;"><i><b>EVANGELINE ANDERSON:</b></i></span> I have done research into a lot of things while writing different books--sometimes I think it's the most interesting part of the process. I interviewed a dominatrix for my BDSM serial killer book, Dangerous Cravings, and also dug into the subject of whale hunting in the 18th century for a vampire novel I wrote called Kristin's Addiction. Most recently I researched Russian culture for my upcoming Age Play novel, The Institute: Daddy Issues. And let me not forget to mention that I visited Fetish Con for the first time this year and got all KINDS of good ideas. So I'm no stranger to weird research. But my most popular series, The Brides of the Kindred, is science fiction and requires a different kind of research. I get to look into black holes, worm holes, tears in the space-time continuum and all kinds of fun things like that. And of course sex--lots of kinky sex. : ) The novella I have coming out today is in the Brides of the Kindred universe and involves a hot guy being kidnapped and sold as a slave to a girl who comes from a female dominated planet. But will she know what to do with him once she's got him? Or will he end up Mastering the Mistress? (I think you can tell my BDSM research came in handy while writing this one. : )</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Solar M'Tex is a Havoc--a race of males who have sworn never to bond themselves to a female. So the idea of serving or loving any woman, no matter how beautiful, is foreign to him. But when he gets captured and sold at the Flesh Bazaar, he has no say in who buys him. Before he knows it he is the exclusive property of Kaylee, a lush little female from Yonnie Six who wants her own personal body slave. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Kaylee is new to Yonnie Six high society. She didn't even know she needed a body slave until her new friend Lyla told her. But when Lyla talks her into buying the huge, muscular Havoc, she doesn't know what to do with him--or have any idea how she's going to master him. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Soon they're in Kaylee's new dungeon with all the equipment a Mistress could need to tame a new slave. Kaylee does her best but when Solar gets free of his restraints, the tables are turned. Will she escape from the male she dared to try and master...or will Solar end up Mastering the Mistress? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">N.J. WALTERS:</span></i></b> Over the past eleven years, I’ve researched some interesting and strange things for various books. Some of the most unusual have been ancient blades and weapons, moon gardens (flowers that bloom only at night), and mastaba tombs (a type of ancient Egyptian tomb in the form of a flat-roofed, rectangular structure constructed out of mud-bricks or stones). My latest project took me into the world of the firefighter. I tried my best to make the scenes realistic, allowing artistic license for the sake of the story, of course. YouTube offered some great videos, including one about the anatomy of a fire. It was a short video, but packed with information about what happens when the trucks roll up to a fire. I also delved into the myth of the phoenix for this story, but admit that I put my own spin on it. That’s the fun part of being a writer. </span><br />
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<b><i><span style="color: orange;">KALI ARGENT:</span></i></b> My Internet browser is filled with search topics that would raise more than a few eyebrows. Everything from how to build a bomb (I wouldn’t be surprised to find I’m on Homeland Security’s watch list) to lunar phases. To the outside world, my research is confusing at best and disturbing at worst, but other authors would probably just shrug and call it a normal day at the office. Still, I’d have to say the craziest thing I’ve ever researched is how to kill someone without leaving evidence, particularly when dealing with neurotoxins or poisons. There are some pretty rare and exotic toxins out there, many of them naturally occurring, and it’s a bit terrifying to think of them being used as a weapon. </div>
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<span style="color: red;">When the Purge nearly wiped out humanity and gave rise to the Allied Races Coalition, Roux Jennings refused to become a paranormal’s new pet. Forced into hiding, she remains constantly on the move, never staying in one place for too long. It’s a harsh existence filled with too many dangers and not enough food, but at least she’s free. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Coalition Captain Deke Collins is tasked with protecting the citizens of Trinity Grove—both human and paranormal alike. Presenting the mask of a loyal and dutiful soldier isn’t always easy, but it’s a necessary evil. If anyone discovers he’s the leader of a group of rebels secretly known as the Revenant, he won’t live to see the next sunrise. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">When circumstances force him into the path of a beautiful and tenacious female, he’s immediately drawn to the human. Dragging Roux into his world may put her in more danger than even he realizes, but it’s a risk he must take to protect her. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">In a reality where paranormals rule and humans are nearly extinct, lines are drawn, sides are chosen, and a war for freedom rages in secret.</span></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: orange;">SUSAN HAYES:</span></i></b> I’ve done enough questionable research in my time as a writer that I always have a moment’s doubt when flying into the United States. Will this be the time that I get the “Please come with me, ma’am,” request? How am I going to explain why I’ve done extensive research on the Chicago police department, read up on ammunition that can pierce bullet-proof vests, and the gun sale policy for the Chicago area? Before I wrote romance, I worked as a freelance writer, penning comedy articles with titles like “Products designed solely to make you a worse person,” “Horrifying ways to improve your sex life” and even “Bizarre sexual conditions that can ruin your life.” You just can’t do that kind of research with “safe search” on your browser. I can only hope that when the day comes I have to justify why my internet history includes bookmarks for phalloplasty, Permanent Sexual Arousal Syndrome, and products designed to fool breathalyser tests and drug screenings, the authorities will understand when I start my explanation with “I’m a writer…”</div>
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<span style="color: red;">Dani Moore barely escaped her abusive marriage. Six years later, she just wants to raise her little girl in peace. When she learns that her ex-husband is out on early parole, she goes into hiding, adopting a new name and starting a new life far away from the man who tried to kill her.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Detective David Wilde learned the hard way that romance and police work don’t mix, at least not for him. Since his divorce, he’s kept his heart closed off and his focus on the job. For Dave, being a cop isn’t only a career, it’s a way of life that defines every choice he makes…until he meets Dani.</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Hired as the new cook at his family’s bar and grill, Dani’s a sweet and sexy package that brings light and color back into Dave’s life. When that light is threatened by Dani’s past, Dave will do whatever it takes to protect what’s his. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Can two battle-scarred hearts find the strength to love again, or will an act of revenge destroy their future before they’ve even begun?</span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><b><i>JENIKA SNOW:</i></b></span> This is an interesting question! I have looked up really, really weird sex positions and practices (which I’m sure is the norm for most erotic romance authors), but I’d have to say the craziest subject I looked up was cannibalism. It was research for my post-apocalyptic series, and I wanted to know the grisly details and have a good, vivid picture of recorded events since my zombies like to eat off people’s faces and other body parts.</div>
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<span style="color: red;">Claire left the Bleeding Mayhem MC two years ago after a Patch named Big broke her heart. But her brother, Mayhem, and the MC are all she has, and she knows she’s going to need the club’s protection after what she’s gotten herself into. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Big, who got his nickname because of the equipment he’s sporting between his legs, has never forgotten Claire, the woman he at one time had as his number one, so when she shows up at the club, he knows it’ll be hard to keep the past where it belongs. But Big still wants her in a bad way, and has no self-control when it comes to Claire. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Big takes it upon himself to handle Claire’s problem the only way he knows how—with violence. No way is he going to let her run from him again. She’ll be his in every way, no matter what.</span></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: orange;">VELLA DAY:</span></i></b> Easy. It was bones—and this was before the TV show Bones aired. I must have read ten books on the topic as I found it so fascinating—not really sure why, except that I love science. I was writing a series of romantic suspenses (under a different pen name) that involved a forensic anthropologist, and I needed to learn how a scientist would do facial reconstruction using clay(where the markers were placed and how deep they would need to be), what it meant when the body was covered with adipose tissue, etc. I read story after story on how murders were solved using forensic anthropology and was highly impressed with their talent. The hardest part of writing the story was not putting in too many details (just because I knew what to write). I am still in awe of what they can do.</div>
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<span style="color: red;">Jett Anderson would take banishment from her bear clan any day of the week over an arranged marriage. Hell, the whole clan could come after her for all she cared, which was why when she crossed the Canadian border into the US she didn’t even glance back. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Her luck runs out in Deals Gap, North Carolina, however, when her car breaks down. Unable to find cell reception, the only place to ask for help is a biker bar called the Dark Moon Roadhouse that’s full of shifters—none of whom are bears—and their reception has her running. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Wolf hybrid, Deke Warner, takes one look at the totally hot woman and knows he’s met his mate. Determined to claim her for his own, he offers to help by fixing her car. Too bad, the Blackwood Clan has other ideas for her and causes a heap of problems. </span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Their passion is off the charts, and Deke’s falling for her with each passing hour. What will it take to win her heart and convince her to stay?</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: orange;"><i>TEHYA TITAN:</i></span></b> I think some of the most interesting research that can be done is looking into folklore and myths. Whether you are dealing with vampires, demons, werewolves or aliens, the amount of information out there is staggering. I find the historical information about paranormal oddities fascinating, and it's always fun to figure out how to change things up and make these well-known concepts different and fresh. But then again, that's why I love the sci-fi genre, because the possibilities are endless.</div>
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<span style="color: red;">Kadan Krell is the King of Tor. As a ruthless warrior, he never thought he would find his mate, but when he sees the beautiful human named Jordan, he knows she is destined to be his. Nothing will stop him from claiming what belongs to him, and showing her exactly what it means to be a warrior’s mate.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: orange;">TRINA LAWLESS:</span></i></b> Thank you for the invitation to be part of this symposium, Laurie! I have to say that when it comes to strange research, it’s a tossup between reading up on the lore of fallen angels and learning how to make meth. I wanted to get the details right for a drug dealing scene in my motorcycle book, MC Mayhem: Ramrod, which was why I needed to learn more about meth than should probably be allowed to be on the internet. The fallen angel research for Hell’s Fury was fascinating, but lead me down some very strange paths. Every click of my mouse took me further from Wikipedia and deeper into the personal websites of some folks who take their angel and devil studies (and worship) very seriously!</span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Liam Doyle is just the kind of man she despises—a handsome, enigmatic businessman with a knack for seducing customers into his casino hotels. Determined to put a lid on his growing influence, she prepares to picket the opening of his newest casino, Vice.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">When Liam spots the lone protestor hassling his customers, annoyance wars with instant attraction. And he quickly discovers the leggy redhead not only can’t be bought, she tempts him the way the sound of a roulette wheel lures a gambler.</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Rescue Me by N.J. Walters</span></b></div>
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When firefighter Frank Ellis rescues an old flame from a burning building, sparks ignite. He’ll do anything to protect her, even if it means she discovers he’s a mythical phoenix.</div>
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<b><span style="color: red;">Flashpoint by Desiree Holt</span></b></div>
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...When everything explodes</div>
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<b><span style="color: red;">Where There's Smoke by Cindy Spencer Pape</span></b></div>
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Firefighting in the 1920's is dangerous business, but so is falling in love.</div>
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<b><span style="color: red;">FireBrew by Liz Crowe</span></b></div>
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Fate throws them together. But the horrific memory of a fiery disaster could tear them apart. </div>
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<b><span style="color: red;">Hook Me Up by Adele Downs</span></b></div>
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Firemen don't free cats from trees anymore—until a pretty schoolteacher gets trapped on a limb with her kitten and the county's hottest firefighter comes to their rescue.</div>
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<b><span style="color: red;">Slow Burner by Sam Cheever</span></b></div>
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A love that burns slowly burns longest, creating the greatest heat.</div>
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<b><span style="color: red;">Uncontrolled Burn: A RISEN Team Novel by Nina Pierce</span></b></div>
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A woman forced to live a life she didn’t choose. A vampire bound by honor to protect humans. A deadly game of revenge that threatens both their lives …</div>
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<b><u><span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;">Book Spotlight</span></u></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: red;">Rescue Me by N.J. Walters</span></b> - When firefighter Frank Ellis rescues an old flame from a burning building, sparks ignite. He’ll do anything to protect her, even if it means she discovers he’s a mythical phoenix.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: red;">Frank Ellis - Hero’s secret fantasy:</span></b></span></div>
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Frank’s fantasy is simple. He wants one particular women—Martha Benson. She was out of his life for years until he recently rescued her from a burning building. Seeing Martha again has rekindled old feelings. He want a chance at a life with her. But how can he be with her when the sexual attraction sparking between us puts her life at risk?</div>
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Martha Benson - What about the hero drives her crazy?</b></span></div>
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Frank left her without a word years ago when they were both still teenagers. He’s still as secretive as ever, still as handsome and sexy as ever, and she can’t stay angry with him. How can she when he just rescued her from a burning building?</div>
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Why firefighters? </b></span></div>
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Firefighters do what most of us would never be able to do—run into a burning building to rescue a stranger.</div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"><u><b>Find N.J. Walters at:</b></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.njwalters.com/">WEBSITE</a> | <a href="http://www.njwalters.blogspot.com/">BLOG</a> | <a href="https://www.facebook.com/N.J.WaltersAuthor">FACEBOOK AUTHOR PAGE</a> | <a href="https://twitter.com/njwaltersauthor">TWITTER</a> | <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/NJWalters">GOODREADS</a> | <a href="http://www.amazon.com/author/njwalters">AMAZON</a></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"><b><u>About The Authors:</u></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>N.J. Walters</b> is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author who’s always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks—all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life, but someone’s got to live it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Desiree Holt</b> is an award-winning author known the world over as The Oldest Living Erotic Romance Author. She has won an EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and many other awards. She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The Wall Street Journal, The London Daily Mail and numerous other national and international publications.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Cindy Spencer Pape</b> is an award-winning author of 19 novels and more than 40 shorter works. She lives in southeast Michigan. When not hard at work writing she can be found dressing up for steampunk parties and Renaissance fairs, or with her nose buried in a book.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Liz Crowe</b> is an Amazon best-selling author of 27 books, mom of three, Realtor, beer blogger, brewery marketing expert, and sports fan. She is a Kentucky native and graduate of the University of Louisville currently living in Ann Arbor. She has decades of experience in sales and fund raising, plus an eight-year stint as a three-continent, ex-pat trailing spouse. Her early forays into the publishing world led to a groundbreaking fiction hybrid, “Unconventional Romance. Worth the Risk,” which has gained thousands of fans and followers interested less in the “HEA” and more in the “WHA” (“What Happens After?”). </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Adele Downs</b> is the best-selling, award-winning author of more than 20 romance titles, including those written under another pen name, and is a former journalist with hundreds of articles to her credit. When not writing in her home office in rural Pennsylvania, she can be found reading a book on the nearest beach or riding in her convertible. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Sam Cheever</b> is a USA Today Bestselling author who writes romantic paranormal/fantasy and mystery/suspense, creating stories that celebrate the joy of love in all its forms. Known for writing great characters, snappy dialogue, and unique and exhilarating stories, Sam is the award-winning author of 50+ books and has been writing for over a decade under several noms de plume.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Nina Pierce</b> is a USA Today Bestselling author who spends her days at the keyboard writing stories of fated loves and soul mates, blissfully creating chaos for her characters by throwing in a villain or two, a little murder and a whole lot of mayhem as they struggle toward their happy-ever-afters. When she’s not writing, Nina enjoys spending time with her soul mate of nearly 40 years, their three adult children, one love-sick son-in-law and two precious grandsons.</span></div>
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