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2019/02/23

No Limits: A Taboo Anthology



Title: No Limits: A Taboo Anthology
Authors: Addison Kline, Alice La Roux, Elizabeth Knox,
Crimson Syn, Dr. Rebecca Sharp, Callie Vegas,
Evan Grace, Shannon Youngblood, & Eden Rose
Publisher: Knox Publishing
Genre: Romantic Suspense/ Taboo Erotica
Release Date: February 23, 2019



Blurb

Taboo is about pushing the boundaries, exploration and enjoying the illicit. There’s nothing quite as sweet as being sinful and forbidden. Dark desires come to light in this collection of tales.

Obsession.
Deception.
Lust.
Rivalry.
Power.
Forbidden fruit.

Whatever it is, we’ve got something for you in this steamy assortment. Take a dive into the dark and see for yourself.




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Coming For You by Kristi Belcamino


Coming For You
Kristi Belcamino
Publication date: February 26th 2019
Genres: Adult, Suspense, Thriller

Sofia Kennedy has spent the last twenty-four years keeping her past a dark secret. To the rest of the world, she’s a gifted graphic designer, marvelous cook, and doting Minneapolis mother.
But then her daughter is murdered.
Sofia soon wonders whether her life of lies has caught up with her. The police are asking dangerous questions and going after the wrong man. It’s up to Sofia to hunt down her daughter’s killer before her elaborate deception is exposed and she loses whatever semblance of a life she has left.
Adult, Suspense, Thriller

CHAPTER 7 
KATE
Five months earlier
March 2017
Dinkytown, Minneapolis
I wasn’t really paying attention until the boy was right in front of me.
Instead, I was concentrating on the big stack of books on the counter. I was rearranging them like the bookstore owner wanted—to showcase the week’s bestsellers. It was busy work—I was looking for anything to keep me from thinking about my mom. If I thought about her, I would start screaming or crying or hit something. I hated her so much. Okay. I didn’t really really hate her, but I’d never been so angry at her in my life. I thought she loved me, but really, she’s been lying to me my whole life and keeping me from my family. My grandmother. Who was apparently alive despite my mom saying she was dead.
My entire childhood I was insanely jealous of the other kids who had grandparents. On grandparents’ day at school, my mom didn’t even try to find someone else to go. Sadie’s grandparents were dead, too, but at least Sadie’s mom had arranged for this grandma-like neighbor to go. My mom just shrugged when I complained about it.
Now I know why. She’s a liar.
When I first saw the message on Facebook, I thought it was probably from some creepy old pervert pretending to be my long-lost grandma. Nobody I know ever gets on Facebook anymore. I don’t even know why I checked it that day. I didn’t want to believe her, but then she told me things about my mom that most people would never know.
Like how the burn scar on my mom’s arm is from when she was trying to cook her own pancakes for breakfast when she was four. Or how she has this one mole on the back of her neck that you can only see when she puts her hair in a bun to take a shower.
What I can’t understand, or forgive, is why my mother lied.
My grandma said that she’d explain soon enough. She told me not to trust my mom. She said that everything my mom says is a lie. She also told me not to say anything to my dad. Yet.
I’m so confused. Nothing seems real. Every day I come home and pretend I have a lot of homework, but instead, I go in my room and get in bed. I worry if I even look at my mom I’m going to scream. Sometimes when she’s not paying attention, I’ve caught myself staring at her, wondering who the hell this lying woman really is and where did my real mom go?
I was so upset about my mom that I barely noticed the boy at the counter in front of me. When I looked up and saw him there, I jumped and he laughed. He stared at me with these black eyes and I couldn’t look away. It was unnerving. For a second I didn’t know what to say. And then when I did talk it was like I was ten again talking snotty to a cute boy.
“What?”
He laughed again. “Is that how you greet your customers?”
His accent was lilting and sounded sophisticated.
Before he opened his mouth, if you looked at him, with his short spiky dreads and baggy jeans, you’d think he was just some really cute thuggish boy from the north side. But when he spoke, he suddenly seemed like he should be on stage doing Shakespeare. It was unsettling. Who spoke that way?
I blushed. “Sorry. Can I help you?”
“Yes.” He crunched an already wrinkled piece of paper he was holding. “I’m looking for ‘The History of Herodotus.’”
“Oh.” There you go, Kate, wow him with your scintillating response. “Actually, I’m not sure we carry that book but I can point you in the right direction, show you where it might be if we have it. It’s nonfiction, right?”
I’d never heard of the book.
“Yes. There are actually a few books by him. They are called ‘The Histories.’ They are about the history, politics, cultures, and traditions of Greece and North Africa and Asia. There are nine books in the series.”
“Oh.” Again, brilliant answer, Kate. “I can see if we carry it.” My tone was officious, businesslike to hide that I felt like an idiot. I started to come out from behind the counter.
“You don’t have it on your computer?” He eyed the laptop on the counter.
I shook my head. It was the bane of my life. “The owner is a little old-fashioned. I’ve been trying to talk him into cataloging online, but it’s a slow process. We order online, but we don’t keep our inventory there yet. Kind of stupid, huh?”
He shrugged. He gave me this smile and I couldn’t help but smile back.
I came out from behind the counter, self-consciously smoothing my skirt down as I stepped in front of him. “Follow me. I’ll show you the nonfiction section and the area where it might be.”
The old bookstore was a maze with one tiny room winding into another. And then there was the basement, which was more open, but still had lots of nooks and crannies. And had two creepy cats. And was haunted. And was where we were heading.
The cats were doing their usual freak show. Caterwauling and running around like banshees, hopping from old sofas to worn-out armchairs scattered around the basement of the store.
I usually tried to avoid the basement. It gave me the creeps. Today, I blamed the haunted part for the hairs on the back of my neck sticking straight up as I made my way down the stairs. It was that—not him being so close behind me.
We wove through the stacks to a back corner where I swung around to face him. “If we have it, it would be somewhere around here.” I gestured to a small bookshelf.
He didn’t say anything just stared at me. I held my breath, staring back. His eyes moved down to my mouth and he swallowed. It seemed impossible, but he was acting like he was nervous.
He cleared his throat. “Okay. Thanks,” he finally said.
I turned to go and he said, “You’re leaving?”
“Yes, I’m the only one here. I have to stay upstairs at the counter.”
“Oh.”
I waited.
“It’s just kind of freaking creepy down here. It’s like cold and shit and those cats are freaking me out.”
“Yup.” I said with a smile, tilting my head. “It’s haunted.”
His eyes grew wide. “Bloody hell?” His voice was incredulous and he quickly looked around. “Seriously, though.” His voice wavered and a panic flitted across his face. “Can you just wait a second while I look?”
I was taken aback. He was six-feet-tall and looked like he could thump anyone who messed with him and, yet, he was frightened out of his wits.
I shrugged. “Okay. I’ll probably hear the bell if someone comes in.” It was a lie, but I wanted to stay close to this boy. For no good reason.
“I’ll help you look.” Kneeling, I scanned the bottom shelf. He knelt beside me, reading the titles quietly out loud. It took a while, but then I found it on the second shelf from the top. “Voila!”
I plucked it off the shelf and handed it to him, plopping it in his arms. It was heavy. I was rewarded a smile.
“Great. Let’s get the hell out of here,” he said and took off without waiting for me.
I followed him up the stairs this time, trying not to smile, but it was tough.
He was still at the bookstore an hour later, stretched out on one of our old beat-up leather chairs, concentrating on whatever he was reading.
For the rest of my shift, I mostly forgot he was even there as I went about my work. Every once in a while, I’d look over and watch him beneath my eyelashes. Watch how his brow furrowed for a few seconds and then he’d nod as if he just understood something.
It was cute.
When it was a few minutes after closing time, I cleared my throat until he looked up. Behind him through the window, I could see that the world outside was white with snow pummeling down.
He looked up as I reached for my coat.
“Oh.” He sat up straighter. “Oh. What time do you close?” He seemed dazed, his finger holding his place in the book.
“Five minutes ago.”
He scrambled up. “Oh dear, I’m sorry.” He shrugged on his coat.
I laughed. Who said “oh, dear?” Nobody I knew. At least nobody under seventy.
I waited for him to bring the book up to the counter to buy, but he didn’t, just held it dangling from his arm and then, seemingly reluctantly, set it on the coffee table.
It was a heavy book. And expensive. At least for our used bookstore. It probably cost twenty-five dollars or more. Maybe if he was a college kid, like I suspected, he couldn’t afford it.
He opened the door and paused. A whoosh of cold air and small flakes of snow swooped inside. Then he turned. “See you next time?”
I didn’t know what to say so I just smiled. I’m sure it looked like a grimace. So that wasn’t awkward, was it? Totally. Cringy.
After I was sure he was gone, disappeared into the whiteness of the snowstorm, I picked up the book and put it behind the counter on a shelf where I kept my things.
I hoped the boy would come back for it. And I didn’t know why.
Sure, his smile was nice. And he seemed smart. In addition, his accent proved he wasn’t from around here.
All those things combined made him the most intriguing boy I’d ever met.


Author Bio:
USA Today bestselling author and Agatha, Anthony, Barry, and Macavity-award finalist Kristi Belcamino writes dark mysteries about fierce women seeking justice. Newsletters subscribers receive a free gift- a prequel novella unavailable for sale anywhere. Sign up here: https://www.subscribepage.com/KristiBelcamino
She is a crime fiction writer, cops beat reporter, and Italian mama who also bakes a tasty biscotti. In her former life, as an award-winning crime reporter at newspapers in California, she flew over Big Sur in an FA-18 jet with the Blue Angels, raced a Dodge Viper at Laguna Seca and attended barbecues at the morgue.

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2019/02/22

Aurora Rose Reynolds' Happily Ever Alpha World


Title: Aurora Rose Reynolds'
Happily Ever Alpha World
Authors: Various
Publisher: Boom Factory Publishing
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 16, 2019



Introduction

As a reader, I look for books that are sweet with low angst and have an over-the-top alpha male. I have always loved reading about couples that find each other at the beginning of a book and fall in love page after page, never really having a true separation. Never finding enough of those kinds of stories on the market, I decided to write my own. It was then the Until Series and the “BOOM” was born.

The Until Series is now published in ten languages, and the series, has sold millions copies worldwide. This series has taken on a life of its own, and readers from all over the world are constantly asking for the next installment, which is why I have opened my world to some of my favorite authors.

If you are a fan of the Until Series you are going to love each and every one of these books. Whether you are reading about one of your favorite secondary characters, catching a glimpse of one of the Maysons or visiting one of the local stores or coffee shops. And if you haven’t read any of my “Until” books but love alpha males, strong women and sweet romance I promise you are going to love these books.






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Bound to His Bride by Madison Faye



Title: Bound to His Bride
Author: Madison Faye
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Coverlüv Book Design
Photo: Wander Aguiar
Models: Jonny James & Emily Jones
Release Date: February 25, 2019



Blurb

Vows sealed us together. The mob tore us apart.
But now this beast without his beauty is coming back to take what’s his.
She’s mine. To love. To honor. To comfort. And this time, to keep.
Forever.

To a rough, filthy, savage mob fixer like me, she was an angel. My angel. The beauty to tame the beast I kept inside. I was lost the second I saw her. Abby was my everything. My second chance, the bride I never should have had.

…And then one day, I didn’t.

The mob takes its dues in blood, and I was their collector. And somehow, I let her get away from me. Too many shadows. Too much blood on my hands. Too many nights away from the only bed I wanted, warmed by the only woman I ever craved.

But tonight, I’m through. Tonight, I’m taking back my wife.

I’ve been keeping watch over her, and my desire has turned to obsession. It’s turned into a raw, fierce need—to have her, to claim her once again. To take her back and take her in our marriage bed. I’m through being the mob’s mad dog, and this beast is about to tear their world apart to get back his bride.

Months ago, I let the only goodness I’ve ever known walk out of my life. But tonight, I’m taking her back.

Tonight, I’m claiming her all over again. Tonight, I’m going to remind her of the vows we spoke.

And I’ll storm heaven and hell to take back my angel.







Author Bio

USA Today and #1 bestselling contemporary romance author Madison Faye is the dirty alter ego of the very wholesome, very normal suburban housewife behind the stories. While she might be a wife, mom, and PTA organizer on the outside, there's nothing but hot, steamy, and raunchy fantasies brewing right beneath the surface!

Tired of keeping them hidden inside or only having them come out in the bedroom, they're all here in the form of some wickedly hot stories. Single-minded alpha hero, sinfully taboo relationships, and wildly over-the-top scenarios. If you love it extra dirty, extra hot, and extra naughty, this is the place for you! (Just don't tell the other PTA members you saw her here...)

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Demon You Love by L.A. Fiore



Title: Demon You Love
Series: Lost Boys #2
Author: L.A. Fiore
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Hang Le
Photo: Scott Hoover
Model: Josh Kloss
Release Date: March 29, 2019



Blurb

Anton Scalene

I was born in hell, raised in a nightmare.
I was fifteen when I killed for the first time.
As a child, my dreams were about climbing out of that hell, of being on top of the pile of bodies and not one of them.
I live in the shadows, find solace in the darkness.
Until her.
A chance meeting, a fleeting moment…
Her innocence beguiles me.
I want her, but to have her would destroy the very part of her I crave.
And even knowing that, I can’t stay away, until my past threatens to drag her into my nightmare.
Letting her go is the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but a demon has no business falling in love with an angel.






Excerpt

I didn’t drag it out. Staring him right in the face, I drew the blade across his neck. His hand went to his throat, blood immediately coating it, his eyes going wide with fear. I watched as he realized it was the end for him, watched as his eyes dimmed, listened to his death rattle. I didn’t move until his soulless eyes stared up empty. Only then did I climb off him, toss the knife on the floor, and strolled from the room. Removing the gloves, I grabbed the duffel, pulling the door closed behind me. Down the street, I tossed the gloves into the trashcan fire the homeless were using to stay warm. The boy I had been died that night and Anton Scalene was born.




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LA Fiore is a hybrid author who believes in a happily ever after, but she likes to make her readers work for it. When she's not writing, she can usually be found in the garden or hanging on the deck with her family and friends. She lives in Bucks County, Pennsylvania with her husband and two kids and their four fur babies.


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Trust the Push by Kaylee Ryan



Title: Trust the Push
Author: Kaylee Ryan
Genre: New Adult Romance
Cover Design: Perfect Pear Creative Covers
Release Date: March 19, 2019



Blurb

I’m making strides in the world of dirt late model racing.  With back to back championships under my belt, I’m determined to win a third and be the youngest driver in history to do so.  I’m going to make it happen my career is my focus.  That is until the ultimate distraction in the form of a redheaded bombshell drops into my life.

I know nothing about racing, but when my boss comes to me with a special assignment, I take it.  Now, here I am traveling from city to city engrossed in this new world.  I never would have dreamed that this project would lead me to new friendships and ultimately finding love.

We made a deal, our time together would expire, and we would part ways.  The only problem with that is I’m not so sure that’s what I want anymore. She’s pushing at my walls, and I’m trusting her, letting them fall.

It’s a shame we put an end date on our time together.  I knew I would fall for him, but I never dreamed that those feelings would run this deep.  The plan was to walk away, that’s what we agreed to, it’s just going to be harder than I thought.  I need a new plan one that helps me move on without him.







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Kaylee Ryan is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author.  When she’s not spinning tales of happily ever after, she’s reading or spending time with family.  Born and raised an Ohio girl, Kaylee resides in Cincinnati with her husband and their son.


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Nanny and the BRATVA BOSS by SC Daiko



Title: Nanny and the BRATVA BOSS
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Billionaire Mafia Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 22, 2019



Blurb

He's a Russian mafia kingpin.
Deep, dark and dangerous.
Good and evil at war within him.
I’m caught in the cross-fire,
but I want to be here.
A cold-hearted man, or is he?
I’m about to find out.

She’s breezed into my life
like a latter-day Mary Poppins
A sassy girl from England
with the voice of an angel,
and the body of a goddess.
I need her in my life like a bullet in the brain.
Everything about her tempts me.
But she’s an itch I won’t be scratching.
Except, the best-laid plans have a habit of going wrong.
Soon I’ll find out what really matters,
and that the worst lies
are the lies you tell to yourself.

From international bestselling author SC Daiko comes a gripping new standalone romance with all the feels...







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I Dreamed A Dream (Anne Hathaway - Les Miserables)
HallelujahSheku Kanneh-Mason - Leonard Cohen: Hallelujah, arr. Tom Hodge
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Something Just Like This(The Chainsmokers & Coldplay) – Cello Cover
Baby Can I Hold You – Tracy Chapman
A Thousand YearsChristina Perri






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Tonight, Zoe wasn’t wearing the halter-neck dress. She appeared in figure-hugging jeans and a blue cotton blouse that set off the topaz in her beautiful irises. After declining a glass of wine, she sat next to me, shooting me a look from under her dark lashes.
Mrs K arrived with our starter course, a fresh vegetable salad made with cucumbers, tomatoes and onions. She served us and returned to the kitchen.
I swirled the wine in my glass. “I’m sorry if I was a little abrupt when we said goodnight yesterday.”
“Abrupt? You were more than abrupt.” Her eyes flashed. “You were downright rude.”
“I’m not a nice man. I don’t do ‘nice’. I can’t.”
“Why?”
Ever forthright.
“If I show any weakness, I’ll be finished.” I lifted my fork and speared a tomato.
She took a sip of water. “Being nice isn’t the same as being weak, I don’t think.”
“You are right, rybka. It isn’t.” I shook my head. “I guess I’ve just gotten out of the habit.”
She chewed some salad and swallowed. “Were you horrible to your wife? Is that why you got divorced?”
“None of your concern,” I snapped, slamming my hand down on the table. Dishes rattled and the water in Zoe’s glass sloshed over the edge.
She shot me a withering look. “There you go again, being a prick. I’m only trying to understand you, Taras.”






Author Bio

SC Daiko, aka Siobhan, is an award-winning British author of fast-paced international bestselling contemporary romance and romantic suspense. Siobhan loves to swim in the sea, travel around Europe, sample different food and enjoy local wine. She has worked in the City of London and taught languages in a Welsh high school before moving to Italy, where she now lives with her husband and two cats. Nothing makes her happier than connecting with readers and fellow authors.


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