Hope Feisty Lawyers Book 4 by Seelie Kay Genre: Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Romance Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc Publication Date: October 4, 2019

No one knows what they’re made of until they’re broken. At the tender age of twenty-two, Hope Ali has finally joined the organization of her dreams, the Agency, an elite group of attorneys who go undercover to right wrongs the law can’t. The requirements are stringent, the training exhausting. After seeking asylum in the United States when she was sixteen, Hope and her father, Sheikh Harun Ali, settled in a quiet Wisconsin town, hiding from those who had placed a price on their heads. Still, she excelled, finishing her university and law school education by the time she was twenty-one. Now, after breezing through the Agency training program, Hope appears to be indestructible—until she is assigned a simple task during the rescue of an author among the disappeared in the UAE. The task? To distract the woman’s captors until she can be spirited out of the country. Unfortunately, a member of MISix has other plans. In an attempt to disrupt the Agency’s mission, she tips off one of Hope’s enemies, alerting them to her location. Hope manages to lead the author’s captors on a merry dance, freeing others to rescue her, until she is unexpectedly confronted with a violent angry mob intent on harm. She is left bloody and broken. No one knows whether Hope’s body or her mind will heal. Suddenly Hope is no longer just her name. It is also the one thing she must embrace to find her new normal. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Google * Kobo * Smashwords * eXtasyBooks

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Seelie Kay is a nom de plume for a writer, editor, and author with more than 30 years of experience in law, journalism, marketing, and public relations. When she writes about love and lust in the legal world, something kinky is bound to happen! In possession of a wicked pen and an overly inquisitive mind, Ms. Kay is the author of multiple works of fiction, including the Kinky Briefs series, the Feisty Lawyers series, The Garage Dweller, A Touchdown to Remember, The President’s Wife, and The President’s Daughter. When not spinning her kinky tales, Ms. Kay ghostwrites nonfiction for lawyers and other professionals. She resides in a bucolic exurb outside Milwaukee, Wisconsin, where she shares a home with her son and enjoys opera, gourmet cooking, organic gardening, and an occasional bottle of red wine. Ms. Kay is an MS warrior and ruthlessly battles the disease on a daily basis. Her message to those diagnosed with MS: Never give up. You define MS, it does not define you! Website * Blog * Facebook * Twitter * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

Hope stared at the pit full of ice, then gazed at Dianna. “You want me to do what?”
Dianna smiled. “This is your new obstacle course. It’s called The Ballbuster. Obviously, the other
one wasn’t challenging enough for you, so I thought we’d try something else.” She smirked. “What’s
the matter, not up to it, Probie?”
Hope scowled. “I thought you were my friend.”
“When you’re on Agency grounds, I’m your trainer and mentor first. You know that, Hope. My
job is to make sure that when in the field, you can overcome every obstacle. Failure isn’t an option.
Failure could mean death.”
Hope snapped, “Don’t you think I know that? God, everyone seems duty-bound to remind me of
that every damn day. I’m not a child. I know my limits. I know my weaknesses. You don’t have to
bludgeon me over the head with a cudgel.”
Dianna’s expression hardened. “Here’s the thing, Hope. The second you begin to believe that you
can overcome every obstacle put in front of you is the day you should quit. Confidence is one thing.
Feeling that you’re omniscient is another. Out in the field, fear is what drives you, and it could very
well be what saves you. I don’t need you taking stupid chances because you think you’re Wonder
Woman, able to thwart every threat. I need you to calmly assess each situation and rationally weigh
the risks. You need to know when to walk away. Just as you need to know when a risk is worth
taking. You have no real superpowers, woman. And you need to remember that. That’s why you’re on
probation until we’re confident you can survive, Probie.
“This job isn’t about physical skill. It’s about being able to clearly, quickly, and competently
analyze the risks. What I see right now is a young woman without fear, willing to take on any
roadblock. I need you to recognize your limits and work around them. There is no shame in admitting
defeat. And there most definitely is no shame in asking for help. That’s why each obstacle has a kill
bell. Hit that and the exercise stops.”
“And then what,” Hope muttered. “I get kicked out?”
“No, then we step in and help. This Agency leaves no man or woman behind, Hope. They proved
that to me when I was sent to Bolivia. The minute I sent out the Bat Signal, they began putting
together a team to extract me. They saved my life.”

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Wild Hunt: a vampire novella by Nancy Kilpatrick Genre: Adult Dark Fantasy

A sassy, legally-blind psychic. A three centuries-old Transylvanian vampire. Enemies. Each with their own endgame. Compelled to form a fragile alliance where every encounter crackles with as much attraction as repulsion. This fast-paced, modern vampire novella vibrates with danger, treachery and Dark Romance. The plot twists and turns, the stakes are the highest, and nothing is as it seems. Created by master storyteller Nancy Kilpatrick, readers are definitely in for an exciting, fun read. Let the Wild Hunt begin! “I enjoyed every drop. “Wild Hunt” is a stand-out tale. Honestly, I would pay much more than I did for that story.” Lydia Peever, reviewer PostScripts nightface.ca “Nancy Kilpatrick writes with intelligence and depth, her stories both innovative and captivating. What I find most impressive in her tales is how brilliant and emotionally driven they are.” Moonlight (aka Amanda), reviewer Vampires.com “Vampires from Nancy Kilpatrick’s imagination become some of the most wickedly unique I have ever read.” Sam Reeves review samreevesblog.blogspot.com **On sale for 99 cents !!** Goodreads * Amazon Nancy Kilpatrick is an award-winning author. Her publishing credits include 22 novels, over 220 short stories, 6 collections of her stories, 1 graphic novel, 1 non-fiction book and, as well, she has edited 15 anthologies. She lives in Montreal and her work is published in the U.S., Canada, the U.K., and has been translated into 8 languages. These are the genres in which she has published: dark fantasy, horror, fantasy, mystery, science fiction, erotica. Details can be found on her website below. Website * Blog * Facebook Author * Facebook ProfileTwitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

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The Trouble With Tigers Shenanigans Book 2 by Gail Koger Genre: Paranormal Romance, Comedy, Action

Lions and tigers and skunks, oh my! Kandi Cain’s a psychic pet detective. Her cases range from wrangling baby goats, to finding lost critters. Her current case is rescuing a lion from a Nigerian warlord. Kandi knew dressing up as a demonic clown and walking a lion down a city street would freak people out. But, wow! She didn’t expect Armageddon. The hot as hell Detective Dutch Callaghan’s on her trail again and showing more than a professional interest. Kandi’s talents have attracted the attention of a CIA black ops agent who wants her to steal twelve endangered white tigers from a Pakistani warlord. The mission’s crucial to prevent a terrorist attack. Wait! What? Terrorists? What had she gotten herself into? Kandi wasn’t a superhero. She couldn’t bend steel with her bare hands, and she wasn’t faster than a speeding bullet. She’s Doctor Doolittle. She talks to the animals and occasionally the dead. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Smashwords

Shenanigans Shenanigans Book 1

Kandi Cain inherited her Dr. Doolittle abilities from her grandmother and became a psychic pet detective. To her dismay, she just acquired the power to communicate with the spirit world, but dead people give her the willies. Just when Kandi thought her life couldn’t get more complicated, the neighbor from hell moved in next door. The nasty guy’s name is Dutch Callaghan. How can someone so gorgeous be such a dick? Kandi could chalk some of it up to his job. Dutch is a Phoenix PD homicide cop. Kandi’s current case is rescuing a Yorkie from a brutal dog fighting ring. Little does she know her dog napping suspect is involved in a series of brutal murders. Disguised as an elderly nun, Kandi rescues the Yorkie and, in the process, blows the hell out of Dutch’s undercover operation. Kandi now finds herself a person of interest in her client’s murder and her sexy-as-hell, pain-in-the-butt neighbor is in hot pursuit of the Ninja Nun. Is Dutch about to slap the cuffs on? Only time will tell. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Smashwords * Scribd

How do I come up with my stories? Being psychotic helps. I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for way too long. All those years of wild requests, screwy questions, bizarre behavior and outrageous demands have left me with a permanent twitch and an uncontrollable craving for chocolate. Don’t get me wrong. Working as a 9-1-1 dispatcher can be very rewarding. BUT – some days I felt like the entire world was nuts. I mean, c’mon, who in their right mind calls 9-1-1 for the winning lottery numbers? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone, I took up writing. I made the Night Owl’s Awesome Paranormal Romance Authors List. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Amazon * Goodreads $25 Amazon gift card and a Coletti Dagger aka a nail file with a fired glass handle and an ebook copy of Shenanigans – the first in the series

“Let me get this straight. You want me to dress up like a clown and help you steal a lion from Kuti, a Nigerian
warlord?”
Out of sheer desperation, I called Jana. I knew she had a memorial service at a nearby church.
Looking both ways, Grumpy and I dashed across the roadway.
“Hey girl. What’s up?”
“Have I ever told you how much our friendship means to me?”
There was a long pause before Jana asked, “Are the cops chasing you again?”
“Not yet, but I do have an itty-bitty problem,” I said.
“Oh shit! That means you have a category five clusterfuck.”
“Kinda.”
A Hispanic man driving a battered Mercury glanced over at me. His head whipped back around
as he did a double take. Crash! He rear-ended a truck stopped for the red light.
I winced. That’s gotta hurt.
Grumpy roared.
Jana demanded, “Is that a lion?”
“Yeah, but he’s really friendly.”
“Oh hell, no,” Jana cried.
“I had to rescue him. They were going to kill him,” I countered and noticed an old guy in a white
Toyota gaping at me. “Look out mister!”
The Toyota veered across two lanes of traffic before slamming into a parked Honda. Smoke
poured from the engine.
Jana inquired, “What’s going on Kandi? It sounds like you’re in the middle of a demolition
derby.”
“Seriously, you wouldn’t think a demonic clown walking a lion down the street would freak
everyone out.”
“Where are you?”
“I’m at the corner of Seventh Street and McDowell.” I watched the old guy bail out of his now
burning car.
Red and blue lights flashed off the windows of the surrounding businesses.
I glanced over my shoulder.
A patrol car raced toward me.
“The police have arrived,” I told Jana.

“Meet me in the parking lot of the United Methodist church on Eighth Street.”
“Will do.” I disconnected and gasped as flames engulfed both the Toyota and the
Honda. Kaboom! The cars exploded into a massive fireball. A burning tire sailed down the street
and smashed into the patrol car’s windshield. The officer lost control, swerved wildly and struck
a fire hydrant. A geyser of water shot high into the air.
A smoldering fender hit the pavement in front of us. Grumpy took off.

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A Fresh Restart by Chelsea Falin Genre: Contemporary Romance

A sweet contemporary friends-to-lovers romance novella with a strong dose of second chance at love and a sweet HEA. No cliffhangers. (Heat Level: 2 flames.) Josette Miller and Walker Anderson grew up together in small- town, Dade City, Florida. Inseparable during their youth, Josette dreamed of growing up and moving away. When she left ten years ago, Josette didn’t know how Walker really felt about her. But Dade City just wasn’t the same with Josette, and Walker left shortly after, regretting he’d never told Josette how he felt. In a twist of fate, Josette and Walker find themselves moving home within months of each other. They aren’t kids, anymore, and the attraction this time around is mutual. Maybe a “Fresh Restart” is just what they needed to get their happily ever after. Add to Goodreads Amazon * B&N

Chelsea Falin is the 25 year old independent author of well over ten titles. She began writing with intents to publish in 2006, at age 16, and finally published in 2009, at age 19. Chelsea writes in a variety of genres, including but not limited to: romance, young adult, comedy, cooking, poetry, and dramatic fiction. Professionally, Chelsea is also a freelance blog/article writer, web designer, and book blogger. In her personal life, Chelsea is the mother of a six year old daughter. In her free time, she enjoys reading, writing, fishing, hiking, biking, traveling, and spending time with her friends or family. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Amazon * Goodreads

Walker stretched his back. As his arms reached high up over his head and slightly
back, he let out a great sigh. It’d been a long day already, and the sun was only reaching it’s
noon zenith. He sighed.
“Son? Where are you at?” Walker could hear his father’s voice from near the front of
the old home. He walked towards the sound slowly, ready to sit a minute. He only needed a
minute.
“Here, Daddy. What’s up?” His father shook his head and his gray hair reflected
sunlight.
“Do you ever stop working?” Walker smirked as he father chuckled. “I know there’s
a lot to do, but it doesn’t all have to be done in a week.”
“Yeah, I know it doesn’t. I just want to get it done. It’ll be hanging over my head if I
don’t.” Walker sighed as he looked at the property and house. He shook his head in a way he
knew was an exact imitation of his father. “Still so much to do…” The house hadn’t even
been touched yet. After half a week of ten-hour days, the yard only looked slightly better.
“Yeah, I know.” Walker watched his Daddy’s face grimace. “It’s a damn shame,
really. This place used to be so nice. You remember?”
Walker smiled. “Yeah, Daddy, I do.”
Walker thought about the many weekends he’d spent here growing up. His
grandparents had always kept the property maintained and the home sparkling, no matter that
it had always been no more than a small two-room shack they’d built on over the years.
Walker snorted as he thought about how he and his little brother Dusty had snuck over that
dilapidated fence in the back to go play with the Miller kids. Suddenly, he laughed out loud
so hard tears ran down his face.
His father was looking at him with an eyebrow raised. “What’s so funny, son? You
getting loopy from heat exhaustion or something?”
Walker shook his head. “Daddy, do you remember when Rose was brand new and she
came home? Dusty and I tried to sneak her over the fence to show the Miller kids?” Walker
choked on his laughter. “The look on Momma’s face! My God! I’ll never forget that!”
Daddy started laughing, too. “I don’t know what the hell y’all were thinking, but I
should of known then your sister would have more sense than any of y’all.”
“Hey, whose making all that racket?” A stern voice called out from behind them.
Walker turned, his body tensing through his shoulders as it did when he was
frightened or angry. He wasn’t sure which he felt right now. Walker listened to the sound of
clumping boots for a long minute before a Chestnut brown head moved towards them, stray
hairs flying everywhere. Bright green eyes glinted mischievously in a darkly tanned face
sitting above a tall, lanky body.

“Damnit, Gunner!”
Gunner laughed as he reached Walker and gave him a tight one-armed hug, slapping
him on the back. “I heard you were back in town, you old rascal. Couldn’t quite believe it
until I heard all of that hee-hawing. I’d know that laugh anywhere.”
Walker shook his head. “Yeah, I’m back in town. I’m fixing this old place up,
actually.”
Gunner raised an eyebrow, “Oh yeah?”
“Mhmm.”
Gunner glanced at his daddy. “Hi, Mr. Anderson. How are you?” Gunner reached out
and shook the older man’s hand.
“I’m just fine, Gunner. Thanks for asking.” Daddy sighed. “I’m actually going to
head home. It was nice seeing you… and, Walker, be sure to make it home for supper. You
know your Momma will pitch a fit if you don’t.” Gunner smiled and nodded in response.
Gunner grinned, eyes twinkling even more mischievously than usual. “Know who
else is back in town?” Walker shook his head. “Josette.”
Walker grinned stupidly, despite his best efforts not to. “Oh yeah? How long is she
stayin’ this time?”
“Permanently.” Gunner continued, “Momma left her and Charlene the house, and
Josette only just decided to stick around. Take care of things. Said she needed another fresh
start, even if it was in an old place.”

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