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Awakening Queen of Spades Book 1 by EJ Dawson Genre: SciFi Action Romance

Ayla is a villain. With a gift that allows her to see when anyone will die, she’s remorseless in her profession as the perfect assassin. When she wakes up in a cryo-tank three thousand years in the future, and no idea how she came to be there, all that matters is survival. Rescued by Leith and the crew of the Nuria, Ayla discovers a far evolved world of space ships and galactic colonization. But everything comes with a price, and though Ayla is no princess locked in an icy tower, she still has to pay for the rescue she didn’t know she needed. Given over to Leith, a darkly handsome man who reads Ayla far easier than she’d like, they must work together if Ayla is to repay her debt. As the pair come to learn how dangerous one another are, so too grows a lustful bond that comes with rules of its own. Fighting to learn why she was frozen, Ayla’s dragged into Leith’s past with a criminal organization seeking to take over this sector of the galaxy. In order to survive, Leith will need Ayla’s help, but Ayla doesn’t know if she’s willing to pay what it will cost her… Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * KoboComing Soon

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EJ Dawson was born rather tardily (a fault that was to continue throughout life) in the picture perfect spring of 1983 in Canberra, Australia. Growing up on an abandoned mine next to a huge pine forest, time turned the once lovely weatherboard house and carefully kept grounds into creaky old home with rambling gardens. A wondrous place for a child to explore, accompanied by parents devoted to books and reading aloud. From this her thirst for fiction was grown, nurtured, and has never ended. Flitting between wanting to be a vet, biologist, meteorologist, archaeologist she settled into a double degree in history and archaeologist before moving into the working world. During school and university she never stopped writing, including taking creative writing courses and starting on her own novels, the first being finished when she was eighteen. None of these seemed to be quite right, and so the writing never stopped. Losing several novels over the years, in 2014 during a spontaneous moment a book involving airship chases and things that crept in the dark leapt to mind, and the first 50 thousand words written in the course of several weeks over a hot summer. Still reeling from the initial idea, the world she had created came into bloom, one novel idea at a time, until an intricate web had formed. The Last Prophecy. A steampunk flavoured suspenseful fantasy series has been likened to the Mummy crossed with Star Trek by reviewers. EJ Dawson currently resides in rural Victoria with her loving husband, demanding felines, and very relaxed python. Still working full time, when she isn’t writing, she’s playing RPG games, computer games, and, of course, reading. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads

Silence fell on the hills.
They’d landed.
Ayla needed to come up with a plan, some method of getting her and Kabe through if
Skarlatos found the camp. Slinging the gun on her back, a brief throbbing in her leg warned
her not to be too stupid as she crossed to the base of the tree. The thick knotholes allowed her
to climb, and she hoisted herself up. The rock top was too exposed. Anyone under its large
canopy would see her, but she was otherwise well hidden.
Ayla was careful to lay her bad leg out flat along one branch, her weight on her other
leg crouched under her on a wide bough. She watched below for any signs of encroachment
on the camp. A nearby branch offered an excellent pivot point so that if she needed to, she
could swing around the trunk of the tree and use it for cover.
With only three flares, she’d need all the help she could get.
Still working through methods of defense, she caught a rustling in the trees that
wasn’t the wind. Shadows threaded their way through the shrubs on the tree’s periphery.
They didn’t belong to the dark of the jungle; someone had found them.
Six lines fanned out, closer to their position.
There was no sign of Leith or Casey.

“I found a tent,” One called to the others as the shadows closed in. Six men in armor,
lit dimly with the link to their weapons, visors over their faces, a bulbous comm over one ear.
Ayla had to wait until they were on top of her, then. One breath, two, three . . .

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The Final Act The Straton Trilogy Book 1 by F. R. Merrill Genre: Suspense

Bright lights. Curtain calls. A cruel and unsuspected murder What is the price of success, and are you willing to pay that price? These are questions F.R. Merrill poses in her debut novel, The Final Act, a thrilling work of suspense set in Broadway. F.R. Merrill takes us into the life of an assistant producer, Faith Straton who is just one step from bringing her Native American production to Broadway. As she inches closer to her dream, however, things start falling apart. A friend is lost forever, and Faith Straton discovers she is a target for murder. A professional storyteller and short story writer of more than 15 years, F.R. Merrill’s first novel promises to be a gripping page-turner that’ll not only entertain and thrill readers, but also enthrall them with fascinating insights into Native American culture. The author’s mastery and understanding of human nature and motivations arms the book with all the necessary elements to be a memorable and touching read with valuable life lessons that we can apply to our own lives. The Final Act will have you confronting many of the most difficult questions that plague our times – from the value of financial success and popularity to the importance of other people in our lives. It’s certain to earn a spot as one of the most meaningful and most enriching books to be published this year. Goodreads * Amazon

Crossroads The Straton Trilogy Book 2

Mountain ranges, Ocean Breezes, And Revenge Seven women come together to journey across Spain. Unsuspected, one member arrives with hatred in her heart and revenge is her only mission. Lives are threatened, emotions peaked, and miracles abound on this physically demanding hike over 550 miles of Spain’s most beautiful countryside. This story will appeal to ages 16 to 70 who enjoy stories of determination, travel, history, and suspense. Note: Characters from a previous book mature in this book. The title of that book is THE FINAL ACT, From Woodstock to Broadway. It too is a short read. Goodreads * Amazon

Murder in Mosaic The Straton Trilogy Book 3

ROMANCE, THE ART OF MOSAICS, AND BETRAYAL As an unpublished manuscript, MURDER IN MOSAIC won in the Amsterdam Book Festival. The third in the Straton trilogy, before Amanda Straton entrenches into a new life in Florida, she takes time to visit her parents and a friend in Washington, D.C. Then it’s off to Italy to study mosaics. Unprepared she faces the dark force that pursued her in her youth. Evil returns with a vengeance. At the end, the ultimate question that remains, who will pay evil’s demands? Goodreads * Amazon

F. R. Merrill, author of the Straton Trilogy) The Final Act, Crossroads, and Murder in Mosaic, and storyteller since 1993 bases her stories on adventures from cycling across the U.S. in several directions, cycling the Almafi Coast, cycling from Vienna to Budapest, cycling the Himalayas in Bhutan, and more. She hiked the Camino Del Norte in Spain in 2006, and since childhood has always painted and sculpted. She’s devoted to studies relating to her Native American heritage, and spiritual understanding. Merrill is married, lives in Melbourne, Fl., assists The Special Spotlight Theater, (helping the challenged build pride through dance), and is a member of the Florida Historical Society, Brevard Cultural Alliance, and Zonta International (fighting against human trafficking). Website * Twitter * Amazon * Goodreads

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Black Zodiac by Zizi Cole Genre: Supernatural Horror, Suspense

Bastian Bucco, ghost hunter. Charged with gathering the souls of those chosen to fill the Black Zodiac. A nexus that holds the ultimate power. The souls must be of those who died suddenly. Those whose lives embodied the essence of the Black Zodiac. The things that motivate people in life, carries over into death. Sex, revenge, power- these are the stories of the chosen ones. The ones to fulfill his duty. But why were they chosen? What, or who has selected these beings? Find out in the Black Zodiac. Things will never be the same… Goodreads * Amazon

Zizi Cole, a born and bred native of Missouri, resides in a small town with her two boys and cat. When she isn’t writing, she likes to spend time with her children and do some reading. She is a writer of horror, and more recently, has branched out into the realm of fantasy. She’s been an active member in the Indie community- making the best-seller list in her categories, she has also been nominated for several awards including “Best Horror Author”. Zizi’s co- authored fantasy, Afflicted, won second place for “Best Retelling” with Enchanted Anthologies in 2017. Her DAMNED series also took third place for “Best Horror” with Wild Dreams Publishing. She looks forward to meeting her fans at events and connecting with them on social media. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

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Fire, Fury, Faith Winged Warriors Book 1 by N.D. Jones Genre: Paranormal Romance

An African American Paranormal Romance by USA Today Bestselling Author N.D. Jones “I found this book to be a steamy and intense story about angels going through the end of time.” Amazon Audible Review Issa, tribal chieftain and warrior, dies trying to protect his family and tribesmen from slave traders but is given a second chance at life as an angel. Having lost his home, daughters, and life by forces beyond his control, Issa, a Guardian Angel for four centuries, has yet to come to terms with this “failure.” So when a rogue demon attacks and almost kills his wife, Serwa, Issa goes on the hunt. Serwa knows the pain of loss, the burn of fire, the heat of love. She is a Healer Angel, bound to help, to heal, to protect. And the person she wants most to heal is Issa, her husband, her soul mate, her warrior. But what is a woman to do when a husband’s guilt and fury challenge the very foundation of their marriage? Warning: Mature Sexual Content and Language
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Heat, Hunt, Hope Winged Warriors Book 2

An African American Paranormal Romance by USA Today Bestselling Author N.D. Jones “Hot and sexy novella with good characters and an engaging storyline. ” Amazon Audible Review Zora James knows the pain of loss, the lick of flames, the passion of purpose. But she’s never known the heat of love. Yet when she meets Alastar, the sexy Ranger with a hero complex, Zora knows her life will never be the same. Alastar Adams knows the sting of rejection. But he’s never known the healing heat of love, the power of unexpected happiness. Yet when he meets Zora, the elegant law student with the soul of an angel, Alastar knows his life will never be the same. For Zora and Alastar, however, the hunt for love proves to be a creature of mists and shadows because Alastar is no mere man. In a world where fear often trumps trust, his secret just might tear them apart. Or perhaps it will be Zora’s divine fate that will doom them to hopelessness. Whoever said love at first sight means forever? Certainly not the demon assassin sent to destroy one by murdering the other. Content Warning: Adult Sexual Content and Language Goodreads * AmazonSeries Trailer https://youtu.be/fOfOKD9seG8

Lies, Lust, Love Winged Warriors Book 3

An African American Paranormal Romance by USA Today Bestselling Author N.D. Jones The Fallen Have Risen–The Conclusion to the Winged Warriors Series For a millennium, Anaita served God as a Hunter Angel. For nearly as long, she has loved Nathaniel, the one angel more devoted to angelic duty than archangels. But even angels have wants beyond endless service. Is it wrong for Anaita to desire a full life with Nathaniel–one not limited by the rules of Heaven? More, what is Anaita willing to risk to achieve her secret desires? Her wings, and God’s wrath? Her heart, and Nathaniel’s love? Nathaniel knows why God created his kind. He’s a Hunter Angel, his Sword of Judgment a magical weapon used to execute his divine duty–the protection of humans from rogue demons and fallen angels. His immortal life changed forever when two hundred Sons of God fell from grace, seeking that which humans have taken for granted. Freedom of choice. What should a Hunter Angel do when short-sighted actions lead to deadly consequences for both the angel and human realms? Worse, what should a man do when his mate, the woman he loves, chooses a dangerous path? Follow her into Hell, or fight to transform Heaven for them both? Goodreads * AmazonSeries Trailerhttps://youtu.be/fOfOKD9seG8

N. D. Jones, Ed.D. is a USA Today bestselling author who lives in Maryland with her husband and two children. In her desire to see more novels with positive, sexy, and three-dimensional African American characters as soul mates, friends, and lovers, she took on that challenge herself. Along with the fantasy romance series Forever Yours, and a contemporary romance trilogy, The Styles of Love, she has authored three paranormal romance series: Winged Warriors, Death and Destiny, and Dragon Shifter Romance. She writes what she sees as a dearth in the romance genre–African/African American love with a paranormal twist. She spends a lot of time developing the mythology of her novels, as well as the execution of the paranormal element. When she writes a book with witches and shapeshifters, for example, she thinks it’s important to show what it means to be a witch and shapeshifter. That’s one thing a reader of books by N.D. can look forward to. The paranormal is not a sidebar in her novels. It’s center stage and critical to the plot. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Amazon * Goodreads

“Maybe you guys should give the lady a little breathin’ room.” Like Moses parting the Red Sea, the
double-wides turned. And stayed exactly where they were. Okay, so maybe not exactly like Moses, but it
was a start.
The tallest man, Alastar guessed six foot seven, looked down at him, his brown eyes inscrutable. “Is there
a reason why you’re interrupting a private conversation?”
“Well, umm, well, you see…” he said, stumbling over his words, trying to appear appropriately
intimidated, relying on old memories of a scared sixth grader mumbling lunacy when Tiffany Richards
had asked him to the Sadie Hawkins dance.
That dance had been the last night of his “normal” life. Everything had changed by the time Alastar had
returned home. “We’re different, son, and they’ll never accept us,” were the first words his father had
spoken when Alastar found him sitting on their front steps, hands bruised and bloody, house locked and
unwelcoming.
“I don’t think the lady is interested in the type of company you guys are offering. So why don’t you go
back to the gym or the steroid clinic, and leave her alone.”
Okay, so maybe that was going way too far in the I’m-not-afraid-of-the-big-bad-wolf department. But in
truth, he wasn’t. Not when he was the big bad wolf they should all fear.
To his amazement, the two burly men began to laugh. The shorter one, by a minuscule two inches,
slapped a meaty hand on Alastar’s shoulder, wrapping him between huge paws and broad shoulders,
spinning the stunned Ranger around.
“It looks like you got a knight here, Zora. An old-fashioned Sir Galahad in jeans.”
The taller guy got into the act, ruffling Alastar’s hair, making him look and feel like a limp-dicked dwarf
in front of the damn gorgeous woman smiling up at him with luscious, kissable lips. Shit, if he’d known
she was this hot up close, Alastar would’ve what? Gotten a haircut first? Tucked in his faded Snoop Dogg
T-shirt? Worn something other than washed-out jeans and old Jordans?
“Yeah, any guy who’s dumb enough to talk smack to us, Jose, gotta have balls for brains.”
Okay, so the extra-big guy was Jose, the petite knockout was Zora, and the African American who was
about to lose a finger, maybe an entire hand if he touched Alastar one more time, was…?
“All right, Darnell and Jose, you can give the nice man some breathing room.”
Darnell, Jose, and Zora. Alastar locked the names and faces away for future reference, especially Zora’s.
No way would he be forgetting that woman anytime soon. If ever.

The men finally parted under a woman’s command instead of his own, the Moses analogy shot to hell.
Zora smiled at him, and damn, she had the most perfect set of teeth Alastar had ever seen. In fact, the
more he looked at her, the more he was glad he’d risked life and limb to come to her rescue. And, yes,
Alastar knew he hadn’t rescued a soul, but he was a Ranger and that should count for something, dammit.
“So I guess these guys aren’t bothering you and I’ve just made a complete ass of myself.” It wasn’t the
first time. But for reasons Alastar was unwilling to explore, he didn’t want to come off as a jerk, or worse,
a loser in Zora’s captivating brown eyes.
“Why did you think we were bothering Zora? Because we’re big?” Jose asked, eyebrows arching and
eyes squinting.
“Hell, no.”
“Because I’m black and my man here’s Mexican?”
Okay, no, because, yeah, he might be fair, but the last Alastar looked, he was also African American. And
as far as stereotypes went, he lived that shit every day, and not simply because of the color of his skin.
No, he’d fought the good fight, but it didn’t matter, at least not to the one person whose opinion of him
mattered the most. Everyone else could just go to the Devil.
“Look,” he tried, searching for the calm, rational part of him that knew how to deescalate a situation, “I
just thought the lady—Zora—was being harassed. A pretty woman in a bar like this, well, it isn’t the
safest place to be at night.”
“So you’re a sexist.” Darnell viciously frowned at him, as if Alastar wore a T-shirt that read A woman’s
place, the kitchen and my bed.
“What, no! Dammit, I just thought…fuck, you guys know what in the hell I’m talking about. If she were
your sister, would you want her in a place like this, surrounded by two guys who look like they could
bench-press the entire Oakland Raider’s special teams?”
Jose pointed to the bar. “Amigo, that’s my baby sister over there tending bar. Do you have a problem with
her working here?”
Get the fuck out of here. The busty brunette with the fake boobs was Jose’s sister? Alastar turned, and for
crying out loud, Dwayne was flirting with her, making a grab for one of those no-bounce tits. Alastar
groaned and turned back around.
The large assholes were laughing. At him. Again. Bellyache and tears kind of laughs.
“Damn, you’re an easy one,” Darnell said. More laughter. “And that’s a nice shade of red on you, man,
much deeper than the one you sported when you first strutted over here like a prized cock.”

Yeah, he had his prized cock. A fist right in the asshole’s big, fat mouth.

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Building Bridges Bridges Brothers Book 1 by Lia Fairchild Genre: Contemporary Military Romance, Friends to Lovers

“A captivating new series packed full of emotions, and a strong family bond.” NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author Kaylee Ryan. Former soldier Logan Bridges never imagined he would go from serving his country to helping raise a house full of children after a devastating family loss. Dealing with his rowdy siblings and cousins proves to be almost as treacherous as the battlefields he left behind. And though he’s committed to making it work, he soon finds he’s in over his head. Until someone from Logan’s past, steps in to help. Mollie has always been independent, but finds herself growing attached to the family, including Logan, and discovering there’s more to life than working and solitude. Logan and Mollie quickly form a strong bond, and when attraction brings them closer, they agree getting involved wouldn’t be good for the children. But when they both struggle to keep the blurry line of friendship between them, Mollie won’t take that step unless Logan can open up and face his painful past. * * * Bridges Brothers series follows four brothers as they attempt to navigate life and love after a tragic family loss. Each book can be read as a standalone but is more enjoyable to read in order. Goodreads * Amazon

Broken Bridges Bridges Brothers Book 2 Bridges Brothers series follows four brothers as they attempt to navigate life and love after a tragic family loss. Each book can be read as a standalone but is more enjoyable to read in order. Goodreads * Amazon

Beautiful Bridges Bridges Brothers Book 3 Coming Soon!

Bestselling author, Lia Fairchild, is both a traditionally published and independent author who writes women’s fiction, romance, and chick lit. Fans of her books praise her endearing, real characters who come to life in stories that will touch your heart. Fairchild is addicted to the warmth of Southern California and holds a bachelor’s degree in journalism and a multiple-subject teaching credential. She is a wife and mother of two teenagers. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

I try not to flinch when his hand slides beneath the hem of my sweater and skates across
my bare skin. “I can wait, Mollie. If that’s what you want.”
I don’t want to wait, but I can’t get any words out.
“You said we should go slow. Get to know each other. Be open.” He brushes my hair to
the side, exposing my neck. “I may not know everything about you, Mollie. But I know you. I
know your heart and your will and your determination…and your vulnerability.” He places soft
kisses at the top of my shoulder, searing my skin. In between kisses, his voice is velvet. “I’m not
sure how it happened, but I feel like I’ve known you my whole life.”
I wrap my arm around his neck and let out a soft sigh. “I want you to know it all.”
Turning my head to the side, I part my lips, calling his to mine. “To have it all.”
He wastes no time joining our mouths and stealing my breath with his warmth. A warmth
that quickly turns to fire as we taste each other with soft slow nudges and nips.
Dizzy with need, I pull back to look in his eyes, breathing heavily. His hand cups my
chin, keeping my face, my lips, close to his. “I might have some broken pieces that aren’t fully
repaired…and I might have some blank spaces I can’t remember…but the rest is all yours.” He
kisses me once, gently. “If you’ll have me.”

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