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Ghost Revelations Ghost Dud Book 1 by Aspen Black Genre: Reverse Harem Urban Fantasy Romance Publication Date: October 25, 2019

I was always told growing up in my family, surrounded by magic, that I was a dud. I had no power except the ability to talk to ghosts. It never bothered me because I enjoyed my job as a bartender at my Uncle’s bar that caters to the supernatural community. I spend my nights working and getting to flirt with my crush. Then one night, my life turned upside down. Someone was murdered right around the corner and suddenly a hot wizard detective with a perfect bubble butt from MEPA, The Magical Entity Protection Agency, swooped in and asked for my help with the victims’ ghosts. Working with the detective soon leads to a race to stop a killer who is bent on exposing the supernatural community to humans with more deaths. Join Victoria on her journey as she works to stop an evil being with the help from her crush Akira the werewolf, Lucian the wizard, and her ex-boyfriend Shax. This is a reverse harem medium to fast burn book or a why choose novel. F/M/M/M. This does include M/M heavy elements. Goodreads * Amazon

Aspen Black is often described as kooky by her friends. She writes the stories that have floated continuously in her imagination since she was a child. She’s a lemonade addict that really shouldn’t be allowed near lemons. Being an introvert, she spends most of her time writing and reading her favorite books. Please join her on her facebook and twitter feeds for up to date information on current and in-progress books. She is a lover of all animals, having a small zoo at home. Facebook * Facebook Readers Group * Twitter * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads Google Home Mini,

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Little White Lies Truth or Lies Series Book 1 by Jude Ouvrard Genre: New Adult Romance Publication Date: January 6, 2020 When Hunter Reed’s longtime plans go awry following her college graduation, she has two choices. She can wallow in her grief, or she can get away from Utah, and the people who broke her. Determined to escape the shadow of her parents and make it on her own terms, she lands her dream job at an up-and-coming graphic design company in Portland, packs her bags, and hits the road. No sooner has Hunter arrived, than the adventures begin. With a new apartment, and learning her job comes with a private office—and a handsome boss who is her age—she settles in straight away, befriending neighbors and co-workers alike. Welcomed into the fold, the transition is smooth and easy. Almost too easy. Just when she gets comfortable with how perfect her life is going, an unforgettable Elvis at a costume party will make Hunter forget everything she was taught about propriety, leading to a night of drunken abandonment and dangerous encounters that will set in motion a web of little white lies which could undo everything she has worked so hard for. Although Hunter finds herself facing two choices again, this time, her heart is on the line. Goodreads * Amazon

Jude Ouvrard is a mom, a girlfriend, a sister, and a daughter… well, you get the idea. She’s also an avid reader and writer. Ouvrard loves books–the words in them, and the worlds of fantasy they create. Basically, she’s a sucker for any type of romance book. That’s her thing. Born and raised in a small village in the Canadian countryside, it’s been nearly two decades since she moved out of the family home to go explore and enjoy the city life. Living with her longtime boyfriend, their son, and their fur babies in Montreal, her days are labored away at a law firm while she lives her dream job by night. Writing. Creating. Giving shape and form to the characters who whisper their stories in her head. Ouvrard writes new adult, military, and contemporary romance tales filled with drama, love, and everything in between. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

I close my eyes and again find myself resting against him while he holds me there, safe. I love
how caring he is with me even though he has no idea who I am. Which is funny. Everything
about tonight is funny. My costume, my attitude, his costume… it’s all a game, and for now, I’m
having the time of my life. No need to worry about if my father finds out I went out in public like
this. He won’t. I’m far from home. This is my life. It’s past time I start living it.
The more I think about it, the more hilarious I find the situation. I never would’ve done half
of what I’d done tonight if it weren’t for Catwoman. It’s weird. Who am I? For now, the only
certainty is that I’m a single woman who’s enjoying a night out in a new city.
“Are you feeling okay?” Elvis asks again, and his concerns amuse me.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine. Hey, if not for the costumes, would you have done all of this with me
tonight?” I ask, uncertain if I want to hear his answer.
“You mean dancing, making out,” his eyes lower to my lips, “and drinking. Maybe. I don’t
know.” A little frown forms a crease in the makeup on his forehead. “I think we’re having fun,
and that’s all we should think about now.”
“Hey, Hunter,” Xander calls my name, and I turn around. The look on his face tells me
something isn’t right. “Emma isn’t feeling so good, so we’re heading home. Are you coming?
You’re looking pretty drunk yourself, maybe you should come, too.”
Elvis steps away from me, then, and I can feel indecision tugging me in half. On impulse, I
call back, “You can go, I’ll call a taxi later.”
There’s no way I’m leaving now; I’m having way too much fun.
“Are you sure?” Xander asks, his attention fixed on Elvis; it’s sweet of him to feel protective
of me so soon after us meeting.
“Yes.” I nod. “Are we still hanging out tomorrow?”
“Sure, unless you end up marrying Elvis tonight.”
I start laughing. “In Vegas, maybe.” I laugh at my own joke for a few seconds more then turn
to Elvis. “I have to say bye to my friend, I’ll be right back.”
I hook my arm into Xander’s, hoping not to trip. These heels have gotten harder to walk in as
the night has gone on. The closer we get to the table, the more I can see how green Emma looks.
“Oh, my gosh. What happened to her?”
“She had one too many beers and her dinner came out her nose in the restroom,” Xander
explains with a chuckle.

She’s worse off than me, and I feel bad for her. That must have hurt like hell.
“What’s up with you and the Elvis guy?” Xander asks.
“I don’t know. He’s nice.” I start laughing. “I don’t have a clue what I’m doing, Xander, other
than having a good time. Maybe, for the first time in my life.”
He grins and squeezes me closer to his body.
“Hunter, I thought you’d forgotten about us.”
Despite feeling sick, Emma still noticed I’d been busy with someone. She cared, and I’m
touched.
“No, no, guys. I’m sorry.” I hug Emma and regret it right away. She smells terrible. Vomit
isn’t my fragrance of choice.
We walk outside, where the air is a lot colder.
“Will you be okay by yourself?”
Emma’s concerned, but she shouldn’t be. I can handle this. I tuck a strand of hair behind her
ear.
“Don’t worry about me. Go home, drink a lot of water, and with any luck, tomorrow, you’ll
be fine.”
“Okay, then, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
They depart in a taxi cab, leaving me alone. Elvis flashes in my mind, but I’m not in a hurry
to go back inside. All the thumping music and elevated body temperatures were making me feel
dizzy. The cool, fresh air is soothing, so I stay outside.
I look around and the city is quiet, it’s only in my head where things are kind of loud. I still
feel the music vibrations in my pulse, and the touches of my mystery Elvis’ arms around my
waist or teasing my bum. The few things we’ve said to each other replay in my mind.
I don’t know what I’m doing, I’m new to the dating thing. After so many years of being
faithful to a man who dropped me, now I want to experience what people my age do when they
are single. From what I know, Jared didn’t cheat on me in a physical sense, but it was clear he
had eyes for someone else while we were together. I don’t let my mind think about the what ifs
because it’ll kill my mood. We’re over. That’s all there is to say.
“Meeooowww,” someone says behind me, and I spin around.
“Are you lost, little kitten? Do you have a name tag or something? I would love to bring you
home with me and pet you.”

His words repulse me. What kind of a pick-up line is that? It’s disgusting. “Eww, stop that.
You’re gross.”

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Retaliation The Oceanstone Initiative #2 by Haley Cavanagh Genre: SciFi Romance Publisher: Covey Publishing, LLC Publication Date: December 27, 2019 One doctor, one alien lover, one botanist, and one engineer on a desperate mission to save earth from human destruction. Sakota saved Astraeus and her friends from certain death, but in doing so, she gained the attention of the Oreck, who will stop at nothing to destroy everything in their path. With their ship severely damaged, Sakota and her crew land on a nearby planet and seek sanctuary while they make repairs to return home. But nothing on this perfect planet is as it appears, and Sakota soon learns they’ve traded one danger for another. Hunted and targeted, will Sakota be able to carry out her mission, or will everyone she cares about be destroyed? Add to GoogleAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo Astraeus The Oceanstone Initiative #1 Publisher: Covey Publishing, LLC Publication Date: October 12, 2018 One pre-apocalyptic Earth. One desperate space mission to find a solution. One unexpected alien. When Dr. Sakota Thorell signed onto the mission to scout out a new, habitable planet, she knew discovering extraterrestrial life was always a possibility. But she never expected to find an alien adrift in space, nor for that alien to be so intriguing. Sakota feels an instant and undeniable attraction to Astraeus, but he represents a million possibilities, and just as many threats. There are others hunting Astraeus, and his rescue may cost Earth its last hope. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * B&N * Google * KoboBook Trailerhttps://youtu.be/eWwKlQ4siTQ

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“What are you called? What’s your name?”
He opened his mouth, and she moved closer, eager for his first words. Instead, he focused on
her lips with obvious fascination. His intriguing eyes caught the light. Despite her
disappointment that he couldn’t speak, a rush went through her. Alien or not, he was the most
handsome man she’d ever laid eyes on, with the kind of ethereal elegance some upper-class,
privileged men on Earth spent fortunes on plastic surgery trying to achieve.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to talk, or if you can’t. We’ll get there. Now, I’m going to check you.”
She kept her voice gentle, as she might use with a child. She pressed the button to disengage
the protective bubble over the med bed and shone the retinal scanner in her own eye to
demonstrate. “I just need to look at your eyes with this.” She motioned with the scope to him. “It
won’t hurt. I promise.”
Warm puffs of his breath blew on her neck as she leaned in. She paused, noting the remarkable
eight-pointed star-shape of his pupils. The mutation was his one physical difference, and only if
one looked closely. The pupils dilated when hit by the scope’s light. She’d never seen eyes as
remarkable.
“You’re doing great,” she soothed. Her head burst with countless questions.Where are you
from? How did you get here? What do you want?
He appeared to like the cadence of her voice. His posture relaxed, and his breath against her
was steady. How long had she been staring into his eyes? Should she push her luck and try to
examine his mouth?
Before she could try, his finger stroked her inner arm. He was still restrained at the wrists, but
he could reach her.
She allowed it. He stroked a featherlight finger along her forearm. As he did so, his gaze never
left hers. She offered a kind smile. “That’s right. Friend. Sakota. Sa-ko-ta.”
He opened his mouth and let out a chicken-like squawk. “-Ota,” he said in a throaty, deep voice.
She raised her eyebrows. “Good. Very good.”
He tilted his head, watching her lips. “Gooood.”
Excited, she lowered the retinal light. “Can you understand me?”
He looked confused. “Me…”
“Okay. That’s a no. Then let me take this opportunity to say, in no uncertain terms, you, my
friend, are the stuff of dreams and legends. I’ve waited my whole life for this. Are you getting
this, Alistair?” she called out.
He came in over the speakers. “I am. Amazing. I’ll get to work on a linguistics program. Our
friend seems to want to communicate.”
She moved to pull away, but the man’s fingers closed over her wrist.
“Let me go.” She jerked her arm, but he wouldn’t release his grip. She gave him a cautionary
look, and he loosened his fingers, though he still held her. Warning bells went off.What if he’s
not here in peace?But his eyes sparkled impishly. He seemed to enjoy her skin pressed against
his. Maybe he hadn’t been touched in a while. Or maybe he had a crush. Who knew.
Before she could extricate herself, the intercom chimed. “Sakota, are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. He’s just being friendly—”
The man’s forefinger trailed along her arm again. She sucked in a breath and shut her eyes as a
series of images flashed through her mind.A high wall made of stacked stones. A hand spread
out to touch the tips of tall, golden wheat of a field. Multihued buildings in the distance under a
purple sky. Children’s laughter and then screams. She jerked when the images
changed.Strange rain, like metal. Black ships attacking from the sky, horrible screams which
rent the air, death.A gentle brush against her hand again. She inhaled and opened her eyes.
The man searched her, calm and patient. She struggled to see straight, but her mind spun.
“W-was that your—”
The isolation walls shot up. Rutledge burst into the room and advanced like an angry bear,
brutish, immaculate, and combat ready in his black Oceanstone fatigues. “Let her go,” he
snarled.
Rutledge yanked the man’s hand off her and pushed her aside. She fell to the floor on her back
in a dizzy haze, reeling from the vision. She turned her head. The man bellowed and tore loose
from his restraints. His and Rutledge’s images faded into one as they collided and fought.
Rutledge’s weapon whirred as he strained to activate it. The rifle propelled over her head and hit

the wall.
“Stop.” Her pleas fell on deaf ears. She closed her eyes.
The men barged into the room with heavy footfalls and angry shouts. She opened her eyes, but
her vision swirled. The blurred image of the alien lifted Rutledge’s lieutenant like a kitchen chair
and catapulted him in the same direction as the weapon. “Stop,” she hollered to the men. “Don’t
shoot him. He wasn’t attacking me.”
Another soldier fell to the floor with a sick thud, holding his stomach. “Yeah? Well, he’s
attackingme.”
The alien pounced over her, crouching low. He caged her with his body and made a guttural
rumble in his throat, a warning to the men. She turned her head to the marines, who zeroed
their weapons in on them.

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Compulsive Liar Duet Book 1 by Lia Fairchild Genre: Contemporary Romance Publication Date: May 12, 2015

Tattered hearts. Forbidden love. Destined souls. Gray is a woman struggling with a tragic past, trying to survive everyday life the only way she knows how. When the secrets of her past lead her to Dr. Daniel Harrison, Gray is sure he is the only one who can help her. Daniel is equally certain he can ease her pain but at what cost? It will take everything in him to resist the attraction to her, but the pull is stronger than anything he’s ever known, especially when he discovers that he needs her as much as she needs him. Find both books in the Liar “duet” here on Amazon.(This book is intended for 18+ Only) Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Google * Kobo

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The waitress brought my second glass and asked Daniel if he wanted to order. “Just coffee, please.”
“You don’t drink?” I asked when the server left.
“I do…but not with patients.”
The slap of reality was almost as painful as the one Harvey had delivered. When I didn’t answer, he
said, “You’re still my patient, aren’t you?”
I turned to face him, knowing my left cheek would be exposed. “If you’ll have me,” I said, holding
back tears of shame.
“My God, Gray. What happened to you?”
A tentative reach of his hand toward my face made my breath catch. He stalled before touching
two gentle fingers to my chin. “Are you all right? Is there more?”
I shook my head. “I’m fine. It looks worse than it is.” My heart beat a little faster when I read the
concern in his eyes.
“Our deal stands whether we’re in my office or not.” Daniel struggled to remain composed. “Who
did this to you?” he commanded.
Our deal for honesty wouldn’t be a problem tonight. “I did.”
“Gray.” He looked away as if he was planning his escape.
“That’s the truth, Daniel. I’m responsible. I’m responsible for every bad thing that’s ever happened
to me.”
His eyes returned to mine, determined. “No one has the right to lay a hand on you. Do you
understand me?”
I nodded, wide-eyed like an obedient child.
“One day…you’re going to rise above your circumstances. You’re going to be a survivor instead of a
victim. Your strengths will become assets instead of your downfall. Are you hearing me, Gray?”
His words riveted me like a savior at a sermon. He knew everything about me, though he knew
nothing at all. A strong hand engulfed my forearm as if I was sinking in quicksand, and he was my
lifeline, a way to claw and climb my way out. “Every word,” I whispered.

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