Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Radical Rock Stars Series by Jenna Galicki

The Prince of Punk Rock (Radical Rock Stars Book 1 – a 2015 Bisexual Book Awards finalist)
I love her, but I also love him.
She’s everything to me.
He sets my world on fire.
It's our dirty little secret, and it’s about to blow our record deal sky high.
I’m Tommy Blade, the Prince of Punk Rock, and this is our story.
Tommy Blade is a man with a secret. It’s a secret he only shares with one person, Jessi Blade – and the men he surrenders to in the bedroom. Jessi’s only condition to their tumultuous sex life is that the men are one night stands. But when Angel Garcia enters their life, it’s like a match to gasoline.
Mega-talented punk rock singer Angel Garcia, with his smoldering ebony eyes, tight leather pants and unstoppable stage presence, is a man who is used to getting what he wants. He has his eyes set on Tommy Blade as his new lead guitarist, and as his life partner.
Jessi Blade, sympathetic to her husband's bisexual needs, loves him enough to share him, but she never counted on Angel Garcia to test the threshold of her marriage. He makes her life hell . . . and heaven. He’s her damnation and her salvation. She wants to hate him. She wants to despise him. But his charm and raw sex appeal are impossible to resist. Without warning, she finds herself falling in love with her husband's gay lover.
At the height of it all, their punk rock band catapults to stardom.
Their lives are marred by secrecy, deception and sacrifice. Feelings of betrayal, backlash from the sensationalistic media and threats of blackmail send them down a hard road filled with tough decisions.
They aren't your ordinary rock stars. They're radical rock stars. And they have a big story to tell.
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Between A Rock and A Hard Place (Radical Rock Stars Book 2)
She’s a rock goddess.
He’s a sex pistol.
I need them both, in my life and in my bed, and I’m not living without either one of them.
I’ll do whatever it takes, even if it costs me everything I’ve ever wanted.
I’m Tommy Blade, The Prince of Punk Rock, and this is the continuation of our story.
When Jessi Blade is forced to miss the first leg of Immortal Angel’s world tour, Tommy Blade and Angel Garcia are alone together for the first time. Their romance flourishes and brings them closer together, but time apart puts a strain on Tommy and Jessi’s marriage. The demanding schedule of a world tour, pressure from the record label and a wife who feels neglected, leaves Tommy under a blanket of anxiety. He’s helpless as his perfect life slowly falls to pieces.
When Jessi Blade finally catches up to Tommy and Angel four weeks into their world tour, she begins to feel like an outsider. She’s not about to take a back seat to Angel and competes for Tommy’s attention. Tired of the rivalry, she begins to wonder if they’d be happier without her.
Angel Garcia is trying to hold their relationship together, but Jessi’s animosity and Tommy’s nervous tension is a heavy load to carry. Before long, it becomes clear that their life and the band are doomed unless they work out their differences.
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Punk Rock Resurrection (Radical Rock Stars Book 3)
My world was dark and filled with pain.
Loneliness gnawed at my soul.
I found solace in a bottle.
Music was my only refuge . . . until I met her.
She was a dark Gothic goddess in thigh-high leather boots.
She brought light into my life and showed me what it was like to be loved.
But could she handle the demons that haunted me . . . and the vices that kept them at bay?
This is the one everyone’s been waiting for. This is Damien and Alyssa’s story.
Delve into the mind of Immortal Angel’s brooding, hardcore bassist with a troubled past.
Life wasn’t always good to Damien Diamond. An alcoholic, abusive mother left him to fend for himself and with little self-esteem. He turned to drugs and alcohol to mask his inner pain. If it weren’t for Angel Garcia, he would have perished on the streets of New York City, but it was a dark gothic goddess who gave Damien a reason to live. She wouldn’t put up with his self-destructive behavior, and he needed to turn his life around in order to win back the only woman he ever loved.
Alyssa never took an ounce of crap from anyone. The last thing she needed was a tattooed punk rocker with a boatload of baggage, but once Damien Diamond walked into her life, she couldn’t stop thinking about the sweet and sensitive guy that hid behind the tough-as-nails exterior.
Follow Damien Diamond as he prepares for the third leg of his successful World Tour with Immortal Angel, and as he reflects on his bitter past and the road that led him to be part of one of the most popular and radical punk rock bands in the nation.

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Rock Star Redemption, Radical Rock Stars Book Four
I live life in the fast lane.
My days and nights are a never-ending party of women, fast cars and alcohol.
I'm the one your daddy warned you about.
I have everything I ever wanted—except Audra Abelman.
She was always the good girl.
She was off limits.
I held out for almost a decade.
It's time to set her inner bad girl free.
I'm Jimmy Wilder, and I'm going to claim the most sought after girl in the record industry.
Jimmy Wilder has the sex life every rock star dreams about. The notorious playboy of America’s number one punk rock band can have any woman he wants, except the one who holds his heart. This bad boy needs to curb his sinful ways before she’ll show any interest in him, but there’s one more problem—she’s the boss’s daughter.
Audra Abelman, heir to one of the most powerful record labels in the country, just landed her dream job as tour manager for her favorite band. She’s been Immortal Angel’s number one groupie for years, and she’s been privy to the out-of-control lifestyle of their radical drummer. Trapped on a tour bus with the charismatic Jimmy Wilder, she falls victim to his irresistible charm, but she refuses to compromise her ethics. He needs to get his life together before she’ll give him a second glance, but a bigger obstacle stands in their way—her father.

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Punk Rock-A-Bye Baby (Radical Rock Stars Book 5)
Revisit our original trio and follow up with the evolution of Angel, Tommy & Jessi’s relationship. Time only makes this trio burn hotter!
She rocks my world.
He sets my soul on fire.
We’ve traveled down a bumpy road, but we’ve finally found the balance.
It’s time to bring a new little rock star into our lives.
I’m Tommy Blade, the Prince of Punk Rock, and this is the next chapter in our story.
Loving two people is never easy, and Tommy Blade fights every day to ensure that his wife and his lover know that he loves them both equally. A commitment ceremony solidifies their pledge to one another and brings them closer together.
Jessi Blade is a lucky girl. With animosity behind them, she and Angel share a more intimate relationship and their lives flourish. She has everything she ever wanted—except a baby.
Angel Garcia never thought he’d share his life with a woman, no less marry one in a commitment ceremony. When a baby joins their family, it makes him realize how much Jessi really means to him.
The road Tommy, Jessi and Angel travel is never an easy one. Just when they’re at their happiest, an accident may very well change the course of their lives.

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 About the Author:
 
Jenna Galicki writes in multiple genres including m/m/f, m/f, and m/m. She is predominantly known for her Radical Rock Stars Series. The Prince of Punk Rock (Radical Rock Stars Book 1) was a finalist in the 2015 Bisexual Book Awards.
Jenna is a strong advocate for LGBT rights and marriage equality. A native New Yorker, she recently relocated to Southern California with her husband and two dogs. She's a Rottweiler enthusiast and an avid music buff. When she's not hunched over a computer, you can find her front row at a rock concert.

 
Contact Links:
@jennagalicki
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Thorne's Rose by Christine Ashworth

 
Blurb:
 
Emmalee wants her great-grandfather’s journals in order to solve a family mystery. But to get them, she has to convince the wildly sexy Hollister Thorne to help her search his family’s library. 

Hollister just wants to break the curse on his family, which is why he hired the great-granddaughter of the woman who cursed his ancestor. 

Together, Emmalee and Hollister learn that love knows no boundaries of time...

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About the Author:
 
 The short version of the bio is, I’m still 17 at heart, I used to be a ballet dancer and yes, I still miss dancing the way I did when I was 17. I’m a romantic from way back, and I’m a writer who currently has a Day Job as an Office Manager.
 
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Clip by Charity Parkerson (New Release)

 
Blurb:
Luka was nothing more than a job to Brady… until he wasn’t.
When the owner of the Phoenix Ice Rays starts receiving death threats, the first thing he does is hire Brady to protect his son, Luka. It’s a move that leaves Luka less than thrilled. Ever since moving out on his own six years earlier, he’s come to embrace the silence of his workaholic ways. He doesn’t relish being underneath anyone’s watchful eye, and what eyes they are. Brady’s gorgeous copper-colored gaze follows Luka’s every move, scorching his skin, and making him long for things he shouldn’t. At least, not with an employee.
Brady has spent the past ten years guarding the spoiled and famous. From the first time he meets Luka’s stare, Brady knows this man is different. As hard as Brady tries to keep their relationship professional, he can’t stop the growing attraction between them. The more he learns about Luka, the deeper Brady sinks.
But when the threat to Luka’s life becomes a real and immediate danger, Brady will go to any length to protect the man he loves—even if it means removing himself from Luka’s life.



 
Bestselling and Award Winning Author, 
Charity Parkerson
www.charityparkerson.com 
http://charity-thesinners.blogspot.com
 
Where to find and follow Charity Parkerson
 
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Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Bound by Cotton by Patrick Khayler

 
Bound By Cotton

Contains a character introduced in The Present and featured in Valentine Dreams
Becky’s Valentine Dreams left her with a longing for the supernatural and as another holiday approaches, she’s ripe for another sexual adventure. Museum curator Peter isn’t what she’d expected but, then again, trying to fathom the wants of unearthly beings is complicated at best. His tastes are far more exotic than she’s used to and may just be more extreme than she can handle. Her mysterious new lover can fulfill her every lust-filled fantasy, force her to her knees with a look, have her wet and writhing with a touch and leave her aching for the explosive release only he can bring.
Unimaginable desires tease just beyond her reach, unimagined pleasures tempered by pain, a lifetime of learning in a single night—but first Becky must learn to submit.
Reader Advisory: This story has graphic sexual language and scenes—no closed bedroom doors (or other rooms) here!
A contemporary BDSM erotica from Ellora’s Cave

 
An Excerpt From: BOUND BY COTTON
Copyright © PATRICK KHAYLER, 2016
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
The door closed, plunging her into a darkness lit only by the ephemeral glow of the displays in the distance. Even through her clothes she felt the heat of his body. The hard bulge in his pants pressed against her, demanding attention. His hands gripped her ass and pulled tighter. She snaked her arms around his body. “I don’t know if I can…” She turned her lips upward, hoping her words didn’t disappoint him.
“My sweet Rebecca,” he whispered in reply. “You’ve already begun.”
She tasted his lips. A soft, moist press. His warm tongue touching her own. His hands slipped farther, cupping between her thighs and ass. As he lifted, she relinquished the floor and wrapped her legs around his waist. She panted, touching his head with the backs of her hands as his lips found her neck.
Gentle. The soft heat of his tongue pressed her jaw line, teased her senses for less than a second before slipping another inch, covering every inch of her neck, kiss by succulent kiss. Her back pressed against the closed door and he leaned into her. The bulge beneath his pants teased her clit through her moist panties. She moaned, ready to give him anything he asked as long as he slid his cock into her.
With a gentle nip against her shoulder, he lowered her legs until her feet rested on solid ground. She stood on shaking legs, unable to see anything in the dim light. She could only feel.
His strong hands cupped her face, turning her chin upward to kiss her lips again. He leaned into her, compressing her breasts against his chest. Fingers tangled in her hair, pulled sweetly and bared her throat to his tongue. His free hand slid down her arm and closed around her wrist before raising it above her head and forcing it against the steel frame. She didn’t struggle. She had no desire to escape, only to yield.
His hand released her hair, brushing her cheek before it slid down her other arm. She felt his hot breath on her ear as he lifted her other wrist above her head to join the first.
“Are you mine?” he asked, his tone low.
She barely managed to find a single word. “Yes.”
His tongue lapped her earlobe. She tried to push her hips against him but his pelvis ground hard, holding her in place. He shifted his grip, holding both her wrists in a single hand.
“I can smell your arousal. The scent of beauty.” His voice had become heated passion.
He stepped slightly, opening space between them but refusing to release her hands. She opened her eyes to see him but a dark outline was all he’d become. His fingertip touched her lips and she took it into her mouth, sucking lightly. A promise to yield. She released the suction with regret, allowing his finger to resume its downward pull. Her chin. Her throat. Her chest. He cupped her breast and slid lower. She gasped and urged her hips forward.
“I will make you my masterpiece.” His hand found the hem of her dress, pulling upward. “Are you willing to learn?”
“I am.” Her resistance had faded long ago. She wanted him inside her. Nothing less would quench her need.

Valentine Dreams
Patrick Khayler

Assistant Principal Becky moved to Houston for a new start but as Valentine's Day approaches, she can only think about the couple she left behind and that life-changing night they allowed her to share. So when a breathtaking woman suddenly appears and melts Becky’s panties with just one hot look, newly awakened Becky can't wait for what their next encounter might bring. Hiding her desire to be with another woman is hard enough but dodging her work duties to be with the mysterious, almost unearthly, object of her desire might just end her career. The enchantress promises Becky a Valentine's Day she’ll never forget but first Becky has to be brave enough to seek out Valentine Dreams of limitless pleasure.
Reader Advisory: This story has graphic sexual language and scenes—no closed bedroom doors (or other rooms) here!
An erotica romance from Ellora’s Cave

 
An Excerpt From: VALENTINE DREAMS
Copyright © PATRICK KHAYLER, 2016
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Becky could actually hear her own heart pounding. The air seemed to move as the woman spoke. Every hair on Becky’s body felt lifted and pulled at the same time, as if the visitor’s presence alone had become a palpable touch. Ethereal fingertips brushed across her neck before dancing down her spine in an indescribable bouquet of sensation. Warmth expanded in her chest, rushing toward her abdomen before leaping across each of her toes.
What’s happening to me?
Becky watched the woman levitate herself into the chair only a few inches from her own, the same perfect posture pressing her breasts outward and hinting at the nipples below. The overpoweringly seductive scent. The woman’s knees touched and turned inward, letting the fabric of her dress brush against Becky’s. She leaned her elbow on the table and rested her chin on the back of her hand, staring with what could only be described as rapt fascination.
“I’m Valentine,” the woman said.
Becky licked her lips, nerves frayed. She didn’t want to move her legs farther away but she wasn’t quite ready to move them closer either. “Like the day?” Her flush deepened. How could I say something so stupid?
Valentine smiled sweetly before setting her palm on Becky’s twitching knee, immediately calming it. “Exactly like the day. As in four days from now.”
Her hand felt wonderful. So warm. So close. “I’m Becky. I can’t say Valentine’s Day is one of my favorites.”
Valentine pushed out her lower lip and tilted her head in a pout. Her hand moved gently from Becky’s knee to her thigh and back down again. “Well then, I’ll just have to change your opinion of my day, won’t I, Rebecca?”
Becky was wet and horny as hell. She’d only met Valentine minutes before and she was already aching to kiss her beautiful mouth but her eyes were drawn to the small tattoo. Half of the heart was now obscured by the top of Valentine’s dress but Becky couldn’t look away from the voluptuous skin beneath it. She wanted to touch it, draw her finger around the outline until she discovered where the arrow led.
“It’s a birthmark,” Valentine said.
Becky’s gaze leaped back to the luscious smile and insanely green eyes. No. Blue eyes. Dark blue. Infinite dreams. I can’t believe I’m thinking about her breasts! “What? I wasn’t—”
“That damn word again. You have to be willing to ask for the things you want, Rebecca, or you’re never going to get them.”
Becky inhaled sharply. Lisa had said the same thing. A coincidence. “I was looking at the tattoo—”
“Birthmark,” Valentine interrupted.
Valentine took her elbow off the table and cupped Becky’s knee between her hands. She leaned forward, sliding both hands upward as she moved. Her advance halted with her breasts inches away from Becky’s lips. Her fingers pressed through the fabric of Becky’s dress until Becky could feel them against her damp panties. Becky’s breath caught at the touch as she struggled to keep her legs open.
Valentine’s hot breath whispered in Becky’s ear seductively, “Now you can see it properly. All you had to do was ask.”
Valentine’s dress pulled against the skin only a kiss away. Becky stared at the birthmark. Deep red. Perfectly shaped. The arrow disappeared beneath the fabric, hidden from view. God I want you!
“It points to my hard nipple. But,” her soft lips found Becky’s ear with a gentle kiss, “you’re going to have to ask if you want to see for yourself.”
Before Becky could beg for her permission, the seductress sat up slowly, then stood. She placed a fingernail beneath Becky’s chin and led Becky’s gaze upward until the two of them connected across the intervening space. Her voice was sex without limits. “It’s been a pleasure, Rebecca. I’d like to see more of you. A lot more. If that’s what you want. Wear a smile next time. Panties are optional.”

 
The Present
Patrick Khayler

Lisa and Davis love each other as much as any two people can. With the children gone for a single evening for the first time ever, the couple’s tenth wedding anniversary already promises unbridled pleasure. A chance meeting with recent divorcee Becky leads Lisa to stumble on the opportunity of a lifetime and she realizes she’s found a priceless object both she and Davis have long desired. If she can just acquire this perfect present, a lust-filled erotic fantasy beyond imagining will provide them all with a night they’ll never forget.
An adult contemporary romance from Ellora’s Cave

 
An Excerpt From: BOUND BY COTTON
Copyright © PATRICK KHAYLER, 2016
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
The door closed, plunging her into a darkness lit only by the ephemeral glow of the displays in the distance. Even through her clothes she felt the heat of his body. The hard bulge in his pants pressed against her, demanding attention. His hands gripped her ass and pulled tighter. She snaked her arms around his body. “I don’t know if I can…” She turned her lips upward, hoping her words didn’t disappoint him.
“My sweet Rebecca,” he whispered in reply. “You’ve already begun.”
She tasted his lips. A soft, moist press. His warm tongue touching her own. His hands slipped farther, cupping between her thighs and ass. As he lifted, she relinquished the floor and wrapped her legs around his waist. She panted, touching his head with the backs of her hands as his lips found her neck.
Gentle. The soft heat of his tongue pressed her jaw line, teased her senses for less than a second before slipping another inch, covering every inch of her neck, kiss by succulent kiss. Her back pressed against the closed door and he leaned into her. The bulge beneath his pants teased her clit through her moist panties. She moaned, ready to give him anything he asked as long as he slid his cock into her.
With a gentle nip against her shoulder, he lowered her legs until her feet rested on solid ground. She stood on shaking legs, unable to see anything in the dim light. She could only feel.
His strong hands cupped her face, turning her chin upward to kiss her lips again. He leaned into her, compressing her breasts against his chest. Fingers tangled in her hair, pulled sweetly and bared her throat to his tongue. His free hand slid down her arm and closed around her wrist before raising it above her head and forcing it against the steel frame. She didn’t struggle. She had no desire to escape, only to yield.
His hand released her hair, brushing her cheek before it slid down her other arm. She felt his hot breath on her ear as he lifted her other wrist above her head to join the first.
“Are you mine?” he asked, his tone low.
She barely managed to find a single word. “Yes.”
His tongue lapped her earlobe. She tried to push her hips against him but his pelvis ground hard, holding her in place. He shifted his grip, holding both her wrists in a single hand.
“I can smell your arousal. The scent of beauty.” His voice had become heated passion.
He stepped slightly, opening space between them but refusing to release her hands. She opened her eyes to see him but a dark outline was all he’d become. His fingertip touched her lips and she took it into her mouth, sucking lightly. A promise to yield. She released the suction with regret, allowing his finger to resume its downward pull. Her chin. Her throat. Her chest. He cupped her breast and slid lower. She gasped and urged her hips forward.
“I will make you my masterpiece.” His hand found the hem of her dress, pulling upward. “Are you willing to learn?”
“I am.” Her resistance had faded long ago. She wanted him inside her. Nothing less would quench her need.
About the Author:
 
Patrick Khayler lives in Texas with his wife of many years and two children. Together, they enjoy active family vacations to exotic locations with diverse outdoor activities such as camping, biking and SCUBA diving. He enjoys reading everything, regardless of genre, in any subject that manages to hold his interest at the time.
In fiction, Patrick enjoys stories with detailed character development. Those few gems in which the author has pulled the reader in so deeply, the reader can no longer determine where their own life ends and the protagonist's begins. Stories where the reader is engrossed the entire time, turning page after page just to find out what happens to themselves. They have lived every moment of each character's background or know others who have. They can actually see themselves acting in the same way and know it is themselves living the fantasy. Hoping it will never end.
Patrick Khayler's first book, The Present, was written as a gift to his wife for her birthday. Written in the erotic romance genre that she enjoys so much, he wanted to compose a story set within the realm of probable while still providing an absolute and total escape from reality. Two people, parents, who love each other completely, actively searching to fulfill their own sexual fantasies... Together.

Where to Find/Follow Patrick Khayler
 Amazon Author Page:
 https://www.amazon.com/Patrick-Khayler/e/B019TNJJ3M/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1
Author Facebook Pages: 
 https://www.facebook.com/PKTemp1968?fref=ts
https://www.facebook.com/PatrickKhaylerNovels/?fref=ts

 Buy Links:

Bound by Cotton:
https://www.amazon.com/Bound-Cotton-Patrick-Khayler-ebook/dp/B01BZCKXRG/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Valentine Dreams:
https://www.amazon.com/Valentine-Dreams-Patrick-Khayler-ebook/dp/B01ATVGU80/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

The Present:
https://www.amazon.com/Present-Patrick-Khayler-ebook/dp/B019P7UA7G/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
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Rise (Pre-Order) by Barbara Winkes

RISE

Out September 30th, now available for pre-order:
smarturl.it/RiseBW

Angel. Vampire. Witch. Fairy. Shifter.
For a long time, paranormal beings have lived alongside of humans, and minded their own business. After being mocked, hunted and used for millennia, it’s not in their best interest to get involved in human affairs—yet, these five females can’t turn away from the attacks on the dignity of human women. They have intervened before, but one incident convinces them that the time has come to turn their efforts into a global movement. The tide is finally turning.

 
Excerpt:

Halfway through dinner, the doorbell rang. Cass went to open, startled to see a somber looking Daphne standing in front of her door.
“Hey. I was hoping you had a nice bloody steak for dinner and could share.”
“Didn’t you have your share today?”
“Can I please come in?” Daphne asked, and Cass stepped aside.
“Avery has a friend over,” she said.
Daphne gave her a wry grin. “You want me to come in through the backdoor? Too scary for the kids? I need to talk to you.”
“Don’t be silly. You don’t need to sneak around. I just don’t know what we could talk about. What’s done is done, and judging from what these men have done, no one will miss them. Rafi will read you the riot act, and we move on. By the way, I don’t have steak, but I made burgers from scratch. You want some?”
Daphne shook her head. “I’ll take a drink.”
“All right. Come on in.”
Avery had seen Daphne before, but Carly’s eyes widened at the sight of the woman all dressed in black leather, including the high-heeled boots. She whispered something to Avery that made Cass smile.
“Is she a witch?”
“No, silly,” Avery returned.
Carly was a nice girl, but apparently she had no idea how to recognize paranormals, being off by a whole species. Of course, any witch or vampire she might be aware of came from fiction, and they didn’t look like Daphne. Carly might sense something different about her, but like all humans, she didn’t know what to make of it. Would she be frightened to come here if she knew?
Cass served ice cream with sprinkles and chocolate sauce to the girls, and, seeing Daphne’s longing gaze, filled another bowl for her. She didn’t claim to understand all of Daphne’s cravings.
Daphne sat on the barstool at the peninsula, and Cass poured a glass of red wine for both of them. They waited until the girls were done with their meal and went up to Avery’s room to play before tackling the more difficult subjects of the day.
“It wasn’t all me,” Daphne said. “I agree with you, no one will miss them, but this wasn’t my idea. We got the tip, we got some friends together quickly and…”
“Things got out of control,” Cass finished. She still couldn’t fathom how she could help in any way, or what Daphne wanted from her for that matter. Absolution? She was the last to be able to give it.
Daphne sighed and finished her glass in one swallow. “There’s something nasty about the blood of people like this. You didn’t see the place. I couldn’t stop any of those who came with me, and I’m not sure I would have. I’m scared though. Madina has sure found out by now.”
“Madina knows you.” Come to think of it, she knows you better than Mike knows me, and that’s something I’m quite jealous of.
“Maybe, but her coven…They never liked me to begin with.”
“Why did you do it then?”
Daphne straightened, a dangerous look in her dark eyes that would have alarmed Cass if they weren’t friends—maybe even have triggered a reaction. She almost expected her to show her fangs.
“Did you hear all the news? Some of those bastards turned themselves in today. They are afraid. That’s a good thing in my book.” She shrugged. “I don’t know, I’ve been wondering, ever since we started this. You and I are closest in nature, but I don’t know if I can believe in the good in humans. What we saw today is the lowest garbage of mankind you can imagine—they target runaways and vulnerable girls, and they kill them slowly, bit by bit—and this is what they bring out in me and my kind, ravaging beasts. What did ever possess me to think I could have a happily ever after with a cute, too trusting witch?”
What did ever possess me to think I could have a happily ever after with a good and kind human man?
“Talk to her. She’ll understand.”
“What if she doesn’t?”
Cass wordlessly poured more wine. This subject hit too close to home. Frankly, she had nothing to encourage Daphne, as the same subject kept her up at night. Madina, at least, had some idea of what Daphne was capable of, at her best, at her worst. One quarter of human DNA wouldn’t create any sympathy for some of the worst sex offenders in the book, would it? Who could say for sure?
“Then you move on,” she said with a hint of anger she couldn’t suppress. “Come on, you don’t think it’s the last time we’ll face a dilemma like this? Everyone knows what’s at stake, including Madina. We all knew it wouldn’t be easy.”
“Would you move on from all this? Mike, your kid? For the cause?”
“I think you’re feeling sorry for yourself. You know what they did to those girls. There’s nothing human, nothing redeemable about beings like that. Get over it. Everyone else will too. At least you have something to fall back on if all of this blows.”
“Yeah. Maybe.” Daphne looked thoughtful, perhaps understanding that Cass had her own issues to deal with when it came to the specifics of this new arrangement. The species their friends belonged to lived in groups. Cass had never met another shifter except her parents. Leopards were suspicious, not prone to bonding easily. She had found something good in her human form, and she was busy trying not to lose it, too busy to be much of a help to her friend.
“I’m sorry,” she offered eventually. “I know this is tough for you, but we all had to make decisions here. Speaking of which, what did your clan leader have to say about this?”
Daphne shrugged. “She generally understands the situation and signed off on our idea—in general. There might be some disciplinary action though. Not because we got rid of some human scum, but because it puts too much of a spotlight on us…I think.”
Cass remembered a discussion she and Mike had once had about the death penalty. Despite all the human cruelties he had witnessed, he was adamantly against it, arguing that killing a human being would put people on the same level as the perpetrator…Cass could understand his point rationally, but the other part of her nature wasn’t quite satisfied with it.
There were no easy answers.
“Go talk to Madina,” she said. “She will understand.”

About the Author:

 
Barbara Winkes writes suspense and romance with female, mostly lesbian characters at the center. Expect high drama and happy endings.

Coming soon: Intrusions (Carpenter/Harding IV)

Blog: Word Affair www.barbarawinkes.blogspot.ca

Books:
Callie & Rebecca: Autumn Leaves, Winter Storm, Spring Fever
Amber Alert
Secrets
The Design of Everything Perfect
The Interpretation of Love and the Truth
Carpenter/Harding thrillers: Indiscretions, Insinuations, Incisions
Jayce & Emma: Halfway Home, Familiar Places, New Rooms





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Watch Me Walk Away, Walk Into Me Special by Jill Prand



Special Price until October 3rd!

On sale now for .99 cents and lasting till October 3 of 2016
Book 1: Watch Me Walk Away

Blurb:
At the age of seventeen, Lisa was broken when Bobby left. He was supposed to be her first. First Love. First Time. First Everything. No word for six long years. She moved away from the painful reminders sacrificing her relationship with her best friend Brad. She struggled to rebuild her life.

Now six years later she returns as a strong, successful woman grabbing a job at one of New York’s hottest marketing agencies. She is dating a gorgeous guy with his eyes on a corner office. But it all changes when she sees Bobby again.

Can she risk another heartbreak from Bobby? Will she be able to repair her friendship with Brad? Lisa will have to decide between the man she's with, and the two men that want her.

Who will she be with, and who will she tell to "Watch Me Walk Away?"
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Book 2: WALK INTO ME

Blurb:
I know I will never get over her. Watching her walk away with him ripped my heart out and left it bleeding on the floor. But I can’t hide anymore. I have to face my life without her. ~ Brad
Brad has been in love with Lisa for as long as he can remember. One night years ago they took each other’s virginity but while it was the best night of Brad’s life, for Lisa it was a way to forget about Bobby. Or was it?
Brad re-emerges right when Lisa needs him most. Only Brad knows everything about her and when Lisa’s insecurities come to the surface the shoulder Lisa needs is Brad’s. Now Brad has to decide if he has it in him to trust his heart.
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About the Author:
 
Living in Northern New Jersey originally from Long Island, Jill Prand is a wife and mother of two girls. She's been an avid reader all her life, spending Sunday afternoons curled up with a good book. "We had a huge bookshelf in our den when I was a child with a diverse set of authors like Ayn Rand, Stephen King, Mario Puzo & Danielle Steele. I cut my literary teeth on Walter Farley, Judy Blume and SE Hinton before raiding my parent’s library." Jill is currently working on the Walking Series as well as a standalone novel. She loves to hear from readers.
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