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Muse in Lingerie

My brother got mixed up with a crime lord and lost everything he had, including his life. 

And now I have to pay his debt.

All I have is twenty bucks in my pocket and the clothes on my back. The bank took the house, and my last living relative was murdered. Knuckles threatened to torture me if I ran. He's counting down the days until he'll claim me...making me treasure my final days of freedom.

But I'm not going to wait around. I'm running like hell.

To Milan.

The greatest lingerie designer in the world is looking for new talent for Barsetti Lingerie. I'm not exactly model material, but maybe I can get a job doing something...and get paid under the table.

But when I meet the infamous Conway Barsetti, he has other plans for me. 

Did I just run away from one monster into the arms of another?

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New Release Alpha/Omega Mpreg

Alpha to My Omega

Taylor has always been the party-boy alpha. His lifestyle was one of fun and games until an accident forced him into a stay at Galothside, the prison made by the Gryphon Council to maintain order throughout the pack. But after his release, can Taylor make his life anew, or will old friends and familiar ways land him in trouble once again?

Dillon can't seem to escape the devastation he feels after the mix up with Callum. Embarrassed and feeling alone, he finds himself on a destructive path that may cause more pain than he could have ever imagined.

While the two could turn their collision into a positive change, they may just end up destroying one another instead. 

And grab your copy of books one and two for only $0.99 from May 23-30, 2018:

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Griffin moved a hand to his head as blood rushed up his neck, causing a pounding in his ears. Despite the dizzy spell that hit, he tried to focus on the paperwork in front of him. Pressing in on his temples with his fingers, he willed the pain away as he massaged the sides of his head. Almost as quickly as it had arrived, the pressure left and the world around him snapped back into focus.

A soft knock on his office door was followed by a sweet-sounding voice. “Mr. Parker?” The door cracked open and Terri’s bright smile filled the space.

“Yes,” Griffin said, moving his hands back to the desk and picking up a pen in front of him, attempting a look of normalcy.

“There’s a gentleman here who would like to discuss a business loan with you. Do you have a moment?”

“Of course, send him in.” Placing the pen back down, Griffin stood from his leather chair and walked over to the doorway as Terri opened it wider.

“Mr. Riley, right this way,” Terri said, ushering the man through the door.

“Griffin Parker,” Griffin said as he thrust his hand forward.

“Keegan Riley.” The young man placed his hand in Griffin’s, gripping it tightly and shaking it firmly.
“Please,” Griffin said, directing Keegan to an awaiting chair in front of his desk. “Have a seat.”

Keegan sat down while Griffin made his way back to his swiveling high back. Once seated, Griffin inspected the man. He looked to be in his late twenties. Jet black hair reaching his lower earlobes framed the strong features of Keegan’s face. He was clean-shaven and wore a pair of black-framed glasses that gave him a hot, nerdy boy look.

“How can I be of assistance?” Griffin asked, grabbing a notebook from a nearby stack of papers.

The younger gentleman looked nervous but was trying to act as though he wasn’t. He squared his shoulders and looked Griffin straight in his eyes. “I’m looking to start a business and was hoping your bank could help me with a loan to supplement my existing capital.”

“What type of business are you looking to start?” Griffin asked while writing a few notes on the pad.

“A bar,” Keegan said, his eyes taking on a new luster as he talked about it. “A tavern, really.”

“Really?” Griffin moved his eyes from the paper to study Keegan again. Keegan didn’t look like a bar owner. Not that Griffin would make the presumption out loud. Everyone had a right to be who they wanted to be, but something about Keegan didn’t scream bartender to Griffin.

“Yes,” Keegan said, pulling out a folder from the satchel he was carrying. “I’ve inherited a space from a family member and believe it would be a perfect spot.” Keegan opened the folder and pulled out a small set of photographs from the stack of papers within. Handing them across the desk to Griffin, he continued. “The space is a commercial property on the outskirts of town. It’s within the city limits, but in an area that could enjoy the products I want to offer.”

Griffin scanned the photos, listening to Keegan’s plans.

“I’d like to remodel, obviously. My father used it as an investment property. The most recent tenant closed their business a few months ago. Rather than renting it out again, I thought I could make a go at running my own place.”

“Do you have a business plan?”

“I do,” Keegan responded, pulling out another set of documents and passing them to Griffin. Griffin took the papers and glanced over Keegan’s plans. Mostly, the documents were straightforward. The plans outlined the potential market, startup costs, and inventory requirements.

“Looks like you’ve put a lot of work into this.” Griffin put the papers in a neat stack and looked across the desk at Keegan. “How much are you looking to borrow?”

“I have about twenty thousand in savings, but I don’t believe that will be enough for me to remodel and purchase the inventory I need. Based on my estimates, I think another seventy-five thousand should get me up and running.”

“Seventy-five,” Griffin repeated, picking up his pen again and returning to his notepad. “And what type of collateral are you thinking of using?”

“I own the space free and clear,” Keegan said. “I’m sure it should appraise at more than enough to cover the loan.”

“I tend to agree,” Griffin said. “But don’t hold me to that before the appraisal is final. I don’t want to make you a promise I can’t keep. Let’s get an application started, and I’ll get Terri to copy your business plan for our files. Sound good?”

“Definitely,” Keegan said with a broad smile.

“Great. I’ll be right back.” Griffin stood and walked to the door, taking the small stack of papers and photographs he’d gathered from Keegan during the brief meeting. After a conversation with Terri, he came back and typed on his computer.

Keegan sat in silence, watching Griffin move through various screens of the system. He spoke only when Griffin asked questions, afraid he might jinx the process if he interrupted it. Terri stepped into the office, placing a folder on Griffin’s desk and handing Keegan his documents and pictures.

“Thank you,” Keegan said as he took the stack from her.

“You’re welcome,” she replied. “Can I get you anything to drink?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“I’m here if you change your mind.” Turning to Griffin, she added, “I’ve got those copied and scanned to your drive.”

“Thanks, Terri,” Griffin said, picking the file up and flipping through several pages of the business plan before returning to the keyboard.

“Let me know if you need anything else,” she said before heading for the door.

“I think I have everything in order,” Griffin said, turning to Keegan. “I’ll get an appraisal ordered, and then, pending a good report, we can get everything finished up. Will you be available to meet with an appraiser this week?”

“Absolutely,” Keegan said. “I’m free anytime.”

“How can I reach you?”

“Let me give you my cell number.” Keegan rattled off the numbers as Griffin captured them on a post-it note and stuck the number inside the new file.

“I’ll get Terri right on it, and we’ll get something set up. You should hear from us by tomorrow afternoon.”

“Thank you so much.” Keegan stood and offered his hand to Griffin.

“I hope we can help,” Griffin said, taking Keegan’s hand. A rush of heat raced up his arm and his blood pounded in his ears again. Griffin released Keegan’s hand and raised his fingers to his temple.

 A worried expression crossed Keegan’s face. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Griffin said. “Sorry, I got dizzy for a second. I’m good.” Griffin stood taller. “We’ll call you.”

“Okay,” Keegan said. “Thanks again.” He walked out the door, and Griffin heard Terri saying goodbye. Taking a seat, he moved his fingertips back to the sides of his head. What the hell was going on with him today?

Griffin picked up the folder with the color photocopies of the space Keegan was using for the bar. He looked at the brick walls and imagined Keegan standing behind a bar settled in front of the wide expanse. A mirrored backdrop reflected the dozens of liquor bottles lining glass shelves as Keegan poured his new patrons a drink. Hell, it might be a nice place for Griffin to hang out. Especially if Keegan would be manning the bar.

Something about Keegan was mesmerizing. Griffin couldn’t stop imagining his face. The lines of his jaw and high cheekbones gave him an almost effeminate quality. But his eyes…those bright, sparkling green eyes. They seemed to pierce right through Griffin’s gaze as he sat across from him.

As the day progressed, thoughts of Keegan didn’t dissipate. The drive to the gym, a quick dinner at home, and an hour in front of the TV didn’t take his mind away from the dark stranger. Even in his sleep, Griffin dreamed of Keegan. It was almost as if a new obsession had taken over Griffin’s mind. 

Even his dreams betrayed him. Griffin’s subconscious wanted to know what this new, sexy nerd in his life looked like without the shirt and khakis he’d worn to the bank.

Just as Keegan unbuttoned his shirt in the erotic office sex dream Griffin was having, an alarm sounded near his ear on the bedside table.

“Damnit.” Griffin rolled over and pressed the button on his phone to stop the noise. “Just when things were getting good.” He groaned, rolling out of bed and heading to the shower.

Once he’d put on his suit and was ready to step out the door, his cell rang. He grabbed his keys before swiping the phone from its resting place and rolled his eyes before answering.

“Good morning, Mother.”

“Hi, sweetie. How are you?”

“I’m good, Mom. What’s up?”

“I was just calling to see how my favorite son was doing.”


“And what? Can’t I call to say hello?”

Griffin laughed. “Not at seven in the morning. You’re up to something. What is it?”

“I’m not up to anything. Maybe I should ask you what you’re up to…” Her voice was singsongy and full of mischief.

“I’m heading to work, like most people at this time of the morning.”

“Will you see him again today?”


“Mother, what are you talking about?”

“You may pretend you’re not one of us, but don’t play coy with me.” She was right, and Griffin knew it. No matter how much he wished it wasn’t true, she always knew.

“I don’t know if I will. And it doesn’t matter―”

“It matters,” she said, cutting him off. “You’re almost forty. Time is running out for you to find your one.”

Griffin sighed as he walked out the front door and to his car. “Mom, you know I don’t care about any of that.”

“Griffin, you have responsibilities, like it or not. It’s time you got over this—this…whatever it is you’re going through—and take your rightful place in the family line.”

“Mom, I have to go to work now. I love you…”

“Griffin,” she said, resigning to drop her motherly tone. “You know I want what is best for you. I want to see you happy, in love, and starting a family.”

“I know you do, Mom. It’s just not in the cards for me.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure,” she said. “Don’t temp fate. She can be a conniving one.”

“Bye, Mom.”

“I love you, sweetie. Have a safe drive and a good day at work.”

Griffin hung up the phone. His mother didn’t bring up their heritage often, but as he got older, she had begun slipping things into their conversation more often. Things that Griffin decided a long time ago wouldn’t be a part of his life. Why did god have to allow omegas to feel the emotional connections of their family. It was hard to forget about the life you were trying to leave behind when your mother could tell every time I was interested in someone.

Besides, he didn’t even know if Keegan was into guys. He’d formed a fascination based on a meeting with a guy who he would only see a few more times. Griffin needed to find a normal guy to settle down with. Someone who would share his life and not worry about his past. Someone who wouldn’t care that he didn’t want to take the place of the reigning pack alpha.

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Barreling Through Christmas by Shanna Hatfield

Title: Barreling through Christmas
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Sweet, western, contemporary, holiday
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Blurb: Surrounded by hunky cowboys, what’s a girl to do?
Advertising executive Paige Porter heads to Las Vegas for the finals rodeo with one goal in mind: Find a cowboy with the perfect…um… genes to model her client’s new western clothing line. After covertly watching hundreds of men walk by, Paige finally finds the cowboy with her ideal assets. Before she can approach him, he disappears into the crowd. She’s left with a picture of his back pockets and an annoying rodeo clown who makes her wish she’d never left home.
Cooper James lives life to the fullest, determined to make people smile with his own special brand of humor. As a rodeo clown and barrelman, he loves engaging the crowd and getting a laugh, even if it means embarrassing an uptight ad executive who’s desperately searching for the ideal model for a new brand of jeans. Intrigued by the woman, Cooper has no intention of telling her he recognizes the denim-clad backside in the photo she’s flashing all over town.
Laughter, lighthearted fun, and love ensues in this heartwarming holiday romance.
USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”
Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.
Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.
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“What about that one?” Randi asked, grabbing Paige’s arm and motioning toward a tall cowboy standing a few feet away. He filled out his jeans exceedingly well, but he was too burly to be Paige’s ideal model.
“No. He isn’t the one.” She turned away to study the crowd and continued walking down an aisle past vendors selling Christmas ornaments and jewelry.
“Oh, that one’s nice,” Randi whispered, drawing Paige’s gaze to a swaggering cowboy making his way down a crowded aisle in front of them.
“Too bowlegged.”
Randi fisted a hand on her hip and studied her sister. “You’re terribly picky for someone desperately searching for a cowboy willing to have his butt exploited to benefit your career.”
Paige swallowed the mint she’d been sucking on and coughed, choking on the candy.
With feigned innocence, Randi thumped her on the back. “What? I’m just telling the truth.”
The glare Paige tossed at her only made her laugh. “Come on. The perfect behind has to be around here somewhere.” Randi tugged her down another aisle. The two of them stopped to admire a booth selling hand-knit scarves. “I think I’ll start my own list, like Santa’s, for all the good little boys. See,” she said, pointing to a cowboy who walked by. “Now that’s nice.”
“Don’t you feel the slightest bit of shame, ogling men’s backsides when you’re a married woman?” Paige took note of a cowboy with an exceptionally good-looking face, but when he turned around, he didn’t meet her criteria of what she was looking for in the jean department.
“No, I do not. I may be married, but I’m not dead. Besides, this is all in fun and I’m only staring at butts to help you. If you think I make a habit of gawking at men’s rumps, you are sadly mistaken. Dave’s cute little…”
Paige slapped her hands over her ears. “Too much information, Miranda Marie. I don’t want to hear anything about my brother-in-law that will make me embarrassed to look him in the eye the next time I see him.”
Randi giggled. “Okay. I’ll take it down a notch.” She walked close to Paige, categorizing the men the encountered as they continued meandering through the booths. “Nice. Meh, he’s okay. Oh, that one is nice.” She pointed to a cowboy walking past them and waggled her eyebrows. “Really nice.” Suddenly, she stopped and gaped at a cowboy standing across the aisle, talking to someone behind the counter at a booth selling a variety of tack. “Whoa, Nelly! He’s got to be on the top of Santa’s naughty list with a fine form like that.”
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#FREE Prepared to Fight by E.J. Shortall

Title: Prepared to Fight
Author: E.J. Shortall
Genre: Contemporary MMA/Fighter romance
Blurb: Live each day as if it were your last. Worry only about yourself. Work hard and never, ever fall in love. That’s Olivia Buchanan’s motto and she stands by it every day.
Feisty, headstrong and confident, recent graduate Liv is fighting to succeed in the male dominated field she has chosen as her career. As an architect for her best friend's father's respected London based company, her chance to shine and become recognised comes when she lands the prestigious account for GO Sports and Leisure.
Armed with her plans and determination, Liv is ready to deliver the presentation of her life. That is, until he walks in. The mysterious personal trainer from the gym. The only man to have ever made her heart flutter. But he isn't all he seems.
When MMA fighter, Nathan Oakes offers Liv a business proposition to join him in Southern France, she’s left questioning his motives and wonders if she should refuse. She’s also equally intrigued by the prospect of what the trip could do for her career.
Liv has no time for a relationship. Nate doesn’t want one.  When forced to live side by side, feelings are stretched and emotions are battled. Can they keep their professional and personal lives separate, preventing them from falling into something they both need to avoid?
***This book contains adult content, scenes of explicit sexual nature and language some may consider crude or offensive, it is intended for readers aged 18+***
E.J. Shortall is a homebred resident of London, England.
During her youth, she enjoyed getting lost in the worlds of fictional characters and writing their tales. Sadly, as she grew up and had to adult, life got in the way and making up stories was forgotten. Following a moment of inspiration in 2013, a new fire for literature was reignited. Deciding to put pen to paper to jot down the few words she had, not expecting anything to come from them, she quickly got caught up in her characters and the words started to flow. Those initial few words soon turned into her first full-length novel. With the encouragement of friends and family, Silver Lining was first published in February 2014. Now, several books later, she feels it is safe to say she loves ‘this writing business’ and getting lost in narrating fictional worlds has become her passion.
She writes captivating contemporary romantic fiction that will draw you in and leave you wanting more.
“I’m on one amazing roller coaster ride at the moment and loving every minute of it. I have met so many new and wonderful people, discovered new music gems to integrate into my stories, and learned so many new skills. I cannot wait to see where this journey takes me.”
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“Because you’re famous, Nate,” I replied softly. Despite his eyes searching mine, looking concerned and unsure, his lips tipped into a small smile. I realised it was because it was the first time I’d called him anything other than his full name. That fact made me think that somewhere along the line our relationship had changed. It had morphed from just being trainer and trainee, helper and helpee, to something more. Was it friendship? Had we become friends? No, it felt different to that. Adam was my friend; I now classed Cassie a friend. With Nate, things felt different… more powerful.
But had he not thought that at some point in the beginning it would have been useful to say ‘Keep that fucking back straight, oh and by the way, I’m Nathan Oakes, world famous MMA star. Thought you should know.’
“I thought you were just an ordinary guy—”
“I am.”
“—feeling sorry for the ugly, fat butted burden on society.”
“You are not ugly or fat and certainly no burden on anyone,” he growled.
I smiled courteously but knew he was only being polite. “But you’re not are you? You’re not some ordinary guy. Why waste your time helping out someone like me?”
Making my way back over to the framed belts, I studied each one. Those things weren’t easy to win. I’d heard Adam and the guys ranting about enough boxing matches over the years to understand that only the best of the best won them.
“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want this. I didn’t want it to have any bearing on how you saw me. Women throw themselves at me on a daily basis, Liv. They are willing to pay extortionate amounts for my time but they don’t focus. It isn’t personal training they are really after. They come to me for one reason only. To bed a famous MMA star.”
I barked out a laugh. “You have no worries there with me. I could care less what your status is. I don’t even get the sport. To me it seems like a bunch of guys rolling around together using the ‘manly’ sport as an excuse to feel each other up… no thanks. Not for me.”
He smiled, his eyes twinkling under the inset spotlights. “I can assure you, no touching up takes place in the octagon.”
I scoffed. “The octagon? What, four sides isn’t enough for you, you need eight?” I stood tall and crossed my arms over my chest. I needed to show him I hadn’t been affected by this news, yet in reality, it had rocked me to the very core. I was standing in front of someone famous, someone women across the globe probably lusted over. Women he could easily have and probably did. My eyes closed and my lips pulled into a flat line as I imagined some blonde bimbo on his arm, accompanying him to his fights and seeing him rip into his opponent with feral power. Afterwards, they would be together as she helped him come down from his fight high. I shook my head and opened my eyes, trying to rid myself of the unwelcome images.
Nate started laughing. The sight of it was so unexpected and beautiful that I found myself completely forgetting my unpleasant thoughts. My scowl was soon replaced by a quirk of my lips.
“You are a breath of fresh air, you know that, JB?” he said, drawing me against his firm body and placing a kiss to my forehead.
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Christmas Bells by Linda Joyce

Title: Christmas Bells
Author: Linda Joyce
Genre: Sweet Romance
Cover Designer: EJR Digital Art
Editor: Cheryl Walz
Publisher: Word Works Press
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb: After grieving the loss of her husband and son, TV host Morgan Marshall is ready to embrace life again. But she won’t risk a relationship with the father of her favorite cooking student, Avery, since the girl’s happiness is more important than her own. 
Advertising executive Alex Blake never thought another woman could pique his interest after losing his wife to pneumonia, a complication of her cancer. Yet every time he’s in Morgan’s presence, she brings sunlight into the room. Plus, she’s a role model for his daughter, always assuring Avery that dyslexia can’t hold her back. But if he asks Morgan for a date and then she refuses a second one, the person he loves the most, Avery, could get hurt the worst because she adores Morgan.
When Alex is injured in a fall, Morgan insists on caring for him and Avery. As they share holiday fun, Avery topples Morgan’s beloved crystal bell collection, shattering it to pieces. Through it all, they discover love of one another is more priceless than any object money can buy. Love rings in the air at Christmastime.
Linda Joyce is an Amazon Best Selling author and 4-time RONE Award Finalist who writes about assertive females and the men who can’t resist them. She has three series: Fleur de Lis, Fleur de Lis Brides, and the Sunflower series. She’s penned two novellas, Behind the Mask and Christmas Bells, which will be released in December.
Linda’s a big fan of jazz and blues. She attributes her love of those musical genres to her southern roots, which run deep in Louisiana. If you walk-through several New Orleans cemeteries you’ll find many of her people buried there. She’s lived coast to coast curtesy of her father’s Air Force career. She penned her first manuscript while living in Japan, the country where her mother was born and raised. Now she lives in Atlanta, Georgia with her husband and General Beauregard, their four-legged boy.
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Alex turned when someone from behind tapped his shoulder. “Yes?”
“You two are the cutest couple. So you have a daughter in the program tonight?” a silver-haired lady, draped in strands of pearls, asked. “I’ll bet she’s beautiful, looking at the two of you.”
“We—” Morgan began.
“Thank you.” Alex interrupted, cutting her off. “Avery Blake is her name. She has a solo. It’s listed in the program.” He smiled brightly at the lady and then turned his gaze back to Morgan. She appeared surprised but didn’t contradict him.
He figured the lady didn’t need to know the intimate details of their life. It was enough that she considered them a couple. If others could see it, would it be possible for Morgan to see it, too? It wasn’t until that moment he understood how much he truly missed being a family of three and having a wife, after being forced to let go of the woman he loved. It proved tougher than he imagined. Now eighteen months later, he looked forward to a new chapter of his life. Maybe one with Morgan Marshall playing a major role.
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Grace in Sweetwater County by Ciara Knight

Title: Grace in Sweetwater County
Author: Ciara Knight
Genre: Sweet Romance
It takes a town to save a marriage.
Carter Davidson suffered humiliating torment as a child for his learning difficulties and has spent his entire life overcoming the stereotype of being stupid. As an adult he’s achieved a corporate title, lives a perfect life, until tragedy strikes in threes; loss of a baby, his wife disappearing behind a cloud of depression, and his son facing the same bullying he did as a child.
After the loss of her baby girl, Emily Davidson sinks into a world of despair. When she awakens from her life hiatus she must face her neglect of her only son. A third grader who’s unable to read or write. Emily focuses all her energy on helping her son, but with her husband’s inexplicable aversion to her son receiving help, Emily is forced to choose between the love of her husband, or the well-being of her only surviving child.
Ciara Knight writes with a ‘Little Edge and a Lot of Heart’ with her contemporary and paranormal romance books. Her most recent #1 Amazon bestselling series, Sweetwater County, has topped the charts and received acclaimed reviews. Her international best-seller, Pendulum scored 4 stars from RT Book Reviews, accolades from InD’Tale Magazine and Night Owl Top Pick. Her young adult paranormal series, Battle for Souls, received 5 stars from Paranormal Romance Guild and Night Owl’s Top Pick, among other praises.
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