The Keeper Rebecca E. Neely (Crossing Realms #1) Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
“A fast, punchy story with a colorful fictional world for sequels to explore.” Kirkus Reviews
Nick Geary, jaded clan leader of human guardians, the Keepers, is doomed to love a human woman who’s forgotten him, time after time, for thirteen years: Libby Klink, a skittish accountant who’s as terrified of her recent and strange intuitions as she is of her mundane existence.
When Nick is ordered by the clan’s guiding force to seek Libby’s help in defending the clan against enemy Betrayers, romance sizzles as the pair forms an unlikely alliance in their desperate search to discover the key to the clan’s salvation–which Libby alone holds.
But a haunting secret could cost Nick everything, and in a race against time, both will be forced to choose between their hearts and duty. Can their love, and the clan, survive, or will the very forces that drew them together ultimately destroy them?
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The Watcher Rebecca E. Neely (Crossing Realms #2) Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
Hellbent on avenging his own death, former Keeper Dev Geary eagerly accepts when the Watchers task him with returning to the human realm to discover the secret for rendering Similitude—the very thing that killed him.
But to succeed in the seven days he’s been granted, he’ll need to work with the one human who wants nothing to do with him, and who he can’t help falling for—Meda Gabriel, a cagey, street-smart bar owner with a unique skill set and, maybe, the key to his mission.
With the clock ticking and the Betrayers barely a step behind, can Dev conquer his demons and find the answers the clan so desperately needs, with Meda at his side? Can love find a way, or will he be forced to abandon her and the clan, leaving them all to face imminent destruction?
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The Betrayer Rebecca E. Neely (Crossing Realms #3) Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
With the Second Rebellion raging in the city, Curtis Geary, the Keepers’ tech guru, receives a Compulsion for Jordan, a Betrayer ousted by her brood and left for dead. His orders? Obtain information from her that can save his clan—before it’s too late. Plunged into a war zone, cut off from his clan, Curtis quickly discovers this woman is no ordinary Betrayer. Not only does his Vitality energy inexplicably save her life, she may be the missing link in the Keepers’ quest to restore Similitude—the Betrayers’ manufactured weapon deadly to Keepers.
Despised by her own brood, Jordan’s mysterious ability and a wicked set of street smarts have kept her alive—along with the havoc she’s been forced to wreak on humans as a means of creating dark energy. Against his better judgement, Curtis is helplessly drawn to this enigma of a woman, who defies the logic of his trusty computers.
Despite a lifetime of mistrust and her soldier’s survival instincts, Jordan can’t help falling for this at times awkward but genuine man who offers her what she’s always yearned for—love and an opportunity for a better life. But in a race against time and a brood master hell-bent on destruction, love and loyalty will come under fire—within the brood and the clan.
Can Jordan find the courage to embrace her future and find love? Or will she betray the clan and herself as the Keepers wage what may be their final battle to save the human race?
Author Bio:
A sucker for a happy ending, Rebecca writes the kind of stories she loves to read--gritty, suspenseful and featuring authentic, edgy and vulnerable characters, smack dab in the middle of action that explodes from page one.
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"Crazy Love by Rachel Tamayo, is a wonderfully well written book that highlights a mans mental illnesses as he (Noah) deludes himself that he is in love with a stranger, and that she is in love with him too. Its quite terrifying to be in the mans mind as he creates this world for himself, fully believing that this woman, Emily, is in love with him and is testing him by being with another man. Its intriguing and frightful to see how the mind of the mentally ill works as the author did a fantastic job writing the mind of Noah."
"Rachael Tamayo has given Crazy Love a twist, the POV of not only the hero and femme fatale but also from the point of view of the sadly mistaken antagonist. Switching back and forth between POV's are handled seamlessly, and gives you a peek behind the eyes of, off his meds and his rocker, Noah."
She's his everything, his heart, his love and his future bride.
But they've never met.
Noah is teetering on the edge of sanity. His sick obsession for the beautiful stranger pushing him further and further to the brink of madness.
His Emily. He greets her daily at the pharmacy where she works just to catch a moment with her.
He's a harmless guy, right? It's just a crush, surely.
But then things start to get scary. By the time Emily realizes the depth of Noah's obsession for her, it may be too late.
“Brilliant from beginning to end. If you read one book this year, read this one.”—Picky Bitches Book Blog
***15% of all lifetime proceeds of this book will be donated to the National Alliance on Mental Illness. For more information go to www.Nami.org****
An Anthology of Multi-Genre Short Stories By Eleven Best-Selling Authors
Where would we be without the LOVE of a Mother? That’s what’s so special about this anthology, it’s all about a Mother’s Love!
Romantic elements have always been the cornerstone of a good book to curl up with, and this anthology has it in spades: It will delight, entertain and sometimes bring you to tears. The book features stories by a selection of best-selling and award-winning authors. They came together to bring you the following extraordinary collection:
The Scent of a Man: Dr. Julia E. Antoine Holding On to Love: Solange St. Brice One Night of Love: Izzibella Beau No Greater Love: Mariyam Hasnain The blue box: Jan Raymond When Forever Ends: Susan Hawthorne A Very British Mother: Lucinda E Clarke Secrets of Lavender: Brenda Mohammed Dead Witch Talking: T. A. Moorman Welcome Home: Erin Eldridge Love Can Wait: Melanie P. Smith
“You
don’t even have her body, Elyssia!” Tia shouted, again, “Just let us in and
listen to reason. Even if you had the power to raise the dead, they never come
back right, especially after this long.”
“I
do have a body! Courtesy of your very own blood cave!” I shouted right back.
All the shouting back and forth almost made want to go ahead and let them in.
Almost. “If that whackjob Nana came back, then why not Mom?” Even though the
situation was totally different, seeing as how Nana hadn’t completely died in
the first place. I wasn’t about to say any of that out loud, even if they knew
it just as much as I did.
It
sounded like one of them punched the other right before Anya said, “How was I
supposed to know that’s why she asked where we kept the leftovers? Geez, don’t
give me that look. I thought she may have had a hot date with a necromancer.”
“She
doesn’t even go on dates. She has a mate, remember?”
“Oh,
I remember. But someone apparently needs to remind the two of them of that. Her
mate is one of the reasons we have so many bodies piling up lately. That
vampire has developed a drinking problem.”
“Can’t
you two just go away and leave me alone so I can concentrate?” I asked them as
they went back and forth discussing me like I wasn’t even there. They didn’t
even have the decency to attempt a whisper. “Go talk about me and all of my
convoluted issues in another room, in your own friggin castle!”
About the Author:
T. A. resides in Detroit, Michigan with her five children, and the rest of her dysfunctional family, where she was born and raised. She started her writing career in the midst of a very hard time in her life and is now a best-selling author. Her debut and award-winning novel, Witch Wars, and the world of Underlayes, was born from a mind that desperately needed an escape, so she created one.
The novel was inspired by her love of all things paranormal and how she wanted it seen. “We live in a diverse world, shouldn’t all of the characters in books, even paranormal also be diverse,” she says. “I saw so few paranormal books with a diverse cast until I read L. A. Banks. You know, with more than one or two characters thrown in for good measure. Mine have it all, too.”
From New York Times Bestseller, Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
comes a Horribly Sunny Mystery, The Librarian’s Vampire Assistant.
NOBODY MESSES WITH HIS LIBRARIAN. . .
Who killed Michael Vanderhorst’s maker? It’s a darn good question. But when the trail brings Michael to hellishly sunny Phoenix, Arizona, his biggest problem soon becomes a cute little librarian he can’t seem to stay away from. He’s never met a bigger danger magnet! Even her book cart has it out for her. And is that the drug cartel following her around, too? “Dear God, woman! What have you gotten yourself into?”
Things go from bad to worse when local vampires won’t play nice.
Can this four-hundred-year-old vampire keep his librarian safe and himself out of hot water? Can he bring his maker’s killer to justice? Yesterday, he would’ve said yes. But yesterday, he didn’t have a strange connection with a librarian. Yesterday, people weren’t trying to kill her.
MIMI JEAN PAMFILOFF is a USA Today and New York Times bestselling romance author. Although she obtained her MBA and worked for more than fifteen years in the corporate world, she believes that it’s never too late to come out of the romance closet and follow your dream. Mimi lives with her Latin Lover hubby, two pirates-in-training (their boys), and the rat terrier duo, Snowflake and Mini Me, in Arizona. She hopes to make you laugh when you need it most and continues to pray daily that leather pants will make a big comeback for men.
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Justine had the job of her dreams, the best parents in the
world, and a brother she more than just tolerated. The one thing she gave up on
was finding love. She didn't need that to be happy, right? In helping her
brother pull off his own last-minute wedding, Justine may be in for a surprise
of her own, and find love had been right there in her face the entire time.
Pops was a six foot three inch tall bear of a white
man with white hair cut to the quick, with a small beard and mustache that made
his handsome face look menacing, when in truth he was one of the nicest men
you’d ever meet. Mom was just a touch over five feet, a fierce, robust black
woman with more than a touch of Native American. She had long dark brown hair
and the face of an angel, though she could be mean as a damn grizzly if you got
on her wrong side. She was also more than a touch racist: she doesn’t count
Pops as white. Yes, I know how idiotic that sounds. But since he grew up in the
heart of Detroit and played pro basketball for a while until an accident took
out his knee, Mom said that made him black enough for her. Did I mention they
were a touch insane?
“Well, don’t just stand there like some statues. Your mom
made some brunch and has it all set up nice in the dining room,” Pops said as
he ushered us in, “And she wouldn’t let me touch a damned thing ’til y’all got
here and I’m half starved.”
“You got enough meat on those bones to afford to miss
a meal or two,” Was Mom’s snappy reply to that comment.
“Estelle, you wound me with your words. Now, I’m going
to need some extra affection from you or I’ll start believing you just don’t
love me like you used to.”
“I’ll give you some extra affection alright, a whack
upside the back of your head if you touch that food before we say grace.”
Rolling my eyes at that, I sat down. I couldn’t help
but smile at how much the two of them loved one another, as we bowed our heads to
say grace. They almost gave me hope that I could find that type of love too.
Almost.
Mom cleared her throat before saying, “There’s some
grown up juice mixed in with the orange juice, since I’m more than sure we
gonna need it. Nothing ever bodes well when Max calls and says he wants to
discuss something with us.”
“Ma, come on, maybe I just wanted to spend some time
with my family.”
“Boy, do I look like I was born yesterday to you? If
so, them damn contacts ain’t worth a damned dime that you paid for ‘em, and you
need to go get a refund.”
I just about choked on my juice listening to the two
of them go back and forth. I don’t think Pops even heard a mumbling word over
his own chewing. I barely recall seeing the man even fix his plate, but when I
looked over at him he was already halfway done and eyeballing seconds.
I had a coughing fit so bad Pops was about to get up
and beat me on the back until I choked out an, “I’m okay,” when I heard Max
telling Mom, “Maybe I wanna just discuss going on a family vacation. We haven’t
done that in a while now.” I downed another glass of ‘grown up juice’ to help
soothe my throat, and get ready for the big reveal.
“Maybe if you actually ate some food to go with all
that juice you keep downing you wouldn’t be over there having spasms,” Pops
suggested to me between mouthfuls.
Only thing I could say to that was, “I am. I’m just a
bit more thirsty than I am hungry.” You
would be too if you knew just what kind of vacation your son was talking about.
As if he was reading my thoughts, Max cut his eyes at me.
“Quit eyeballing your sister, and tell us some more
about this vacation idea of yours.” Poor Mom, she truly sounded excited about
it.
“Yes, Max, please enlighten us with more details about
this vacation plan of yours,” I said. “I am just so intrigued.”
“Justine, I hate you.”
“Love you too bro.” I even blew him a kiss with that.
Which made him look as though he wanted to strangle me. “Just trying to offer
up some encouragement. I’m in the mood for a vacation myself and would love to
hear the details.”
“You are so not helping here.” He was turning beet
red. Maybe I should let up a little bit. I
had barely had that thought before there was a knock at the door.
My eyes went round as saucers. “Please tell me you
didn’t.”
When Mom scooted back her chair to go to the door, Max
stopped her saying, “I’ll get it.”
After about two seconds of stunned silence, Mom finally
recovered enough to say, “Justine, pass me that damn juice you hogging up over
there.” Then she turned to Pops saying, “Henry, please tell me your son did NOT just bring me home a white girl.”
About the Author:
When you become a Mom,
you begin to put yourself last, and your combat boots begin to collect dust.
Going to your child's PTA meetings in full Gothic, especially industrial,
regalia is pretty much frowned upon. Especially by your own children, and your
teens would die of a heart attack. But, one should not have to completely stop
being themselves, uniqueness is greatness. So all of that darkness is put into
words in her books, and designs in her jewelry sold in her GothicMoms
DarkCharms shop.
Mother of five beautiful
children, but by far more than just that. T. A. Moorman is an artist, a
violinist, a seamstress, a crafter, a writer, a blogger, a reviewer, a dark
confidant and a darkly dangerous, fiercely protective friend. And currently
broke, so go buy something of hers. Lol.
A paranormal and contemporary holiday romance anthology
By: TL Reeve, Kim Carmichael, Brigitte Ann Thomas, K. Williams, A.K. Hudson, T. A. Moorman, and Lumi Daoi
Make this winter magical with 7 BRAND NEW Holiday romances.
This Holiday Season SEVEN amazing, talented, and bestselling authors come to together to bring a collection of Holiday Magic with vampires, witches, shifters, and humans.
I Loved a Warlock from Wichita by Brigitte Ann Thomas
Tarnished Knight by K. Williams
Spark of Solstice by A.K. Hudson
Christmas with Locket by Lumi Daoi
Santa's Curse by T. A. Moorman:
What if Santa was a vampire?
Jacquelyn, an enchantress with an
overprotective streak, thinks it's up to her to protect her older sister,
Jadine, an enchantress who's also a paranoid hypochondriac. So, whenever a male
comes along trying to use Jadine, Jackie gets rid of them, in a
non-conventional way. When the last person Jacquelyn expects, a certain vampire
she's had a not so little crush on, seems to be creeping around on her sister,
she has no choice but to get rid of him, too. In front of witnesses. Only to
find out one second too late that she had it all wrong.
Victor, like many males, has
issues expressing how he truly feels. When he finally decides it’s time to stop
running from fate and claim his mate, he goes to her sister for advice. But,
creeping in and out of Jadine’s place like a thief in the night leads the very
person he wants to win over to draw all the wrong conclusions. Which leads to
him trading in his pale good looks for a white beard and a red velvet suit.
Now that the town knows Jacquelyn
is the one behind all of the disappearances, and thinking she’s killed all of
those that are missing, they're out for her blood. And the only one who can
save her is, well, Santa. But will he be able to make it back to her before
it’s too late?
Enjoy a brand new tale of how
Santa Clause came to be.