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<b>Genre:</b> Historical Romance (Sweet)<br />
<b>Series</b>: Hardman Holidays, #4</div>
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He returns home to bury his best friend and his past, <i>never expecting to fall in love with the woman who destroyed his heart</i>.<br />
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Columbia River Pilot Adam Guthry reluctantly returns to his hometown of Hardman, Oregon, to pay his last respects after the sudden death of his life-long best friend. Emotions he can’t contain bubble to the surface the moment he sees the girl who shattered his heart eleven years ago.<br />
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Widow Tia Devereux escapes her restrictive life in Portland, returning to the home she knew and loved as a girl in Hardman. She and her four-year-old son, Toby, settle into the small Eastern Oregon community, eager for the holiday season. Unfortunately, the only man she’s ever loved shows up, stirring the embers of a long-dead romance into a blazing flame.<br />
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When her former father-in-law, a corrupt judge, decides he wants to raise Toby, Adam may be the only hope she has of keeping her son.<br />
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Tia stamped her foot in the snow and rattled the paper in her hand. “Oh! That horrid, horrid man wouldn’t know the meaning of the word honorable if it jumped up and bit him on his flabby hin…”<br />
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The sound of a familiar voice drew her gaze to the end of the alley where Adam leaned on the shovel he’d used to move snow all morning.<br />
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A shuddering sigh escaped her chest and a tear rolled down her cheek. She turned away, hoping to spare Adam from witnessing her emotional turmoil, but not soon enough.<br />
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Furiously brushing at her tears, she inhaled a sharp breath of bracing air as Adam’s hand settled on her arm.<br />
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“Tia? Is something wrong?” He pushed the shovel into a pile of snow and reached out to steady her as she swayed.<br />
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She shook her head. “Everything’s fine.”<br />
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<b>Genre</b>: Contemporary/Western Romance (Sweet)<br />
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Sometimes love arrives softly - <i>But it storms in like the blizzard of the century for one hunky cowboy</i><br />
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Life is hectic on a good day for rodeo stock contractor Kash Kressley. Between dodging flying hooves and babying cranky bulls, he barely has time to sleep. The last thing Kash needs is the entanglement of a sweet romance, especially with a woman as full of fire and sass as Celia McGraw.<br />
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Will Kash and Celia capture the spirit of Christmas and each other’s hearts?<br />
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Celia experienced the most unreasonable urge to run her fingers along the stubbly expanse of his cheeks, down his square jaw and over his strong chin. Mesmerized by his full bottom lip, she took a deep breath and nearly choked.<br />
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A hopeless romantic with a bit of sarcasm thrown in for good measure, Shanna Hatfield is a bestselling author of sweet romantic fiction written with a healthy dose of humor. In addition to blogging and eating too much chocolate, she is completely smitten with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.<br />
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<b>SCATTERED ASHES by Annie Anderson</b></div>
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<b>Genre: Paranormal Romance</b></div>
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<b>Release Date: OCTOBER 27, 2015!</b></div>
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Aurelia Constantine is having a rough century. </div>
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Plagued by visions of murder, death and destruction, she has resigned herself to the nightmare her life has become. When an enemy from her past comes to her rescue, she must let go of old wounds and heal the breach so she may survive the evil poisoning her mind. </div>
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Rhys Stevens is guilty. </div>
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Murder. Betrayal. Treason. Take your pick; he’s guilty of them all. On the path of redemption, he must beg for forgiveness from the one person he fought to save - the woman he has always loved. </div>
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Thrown together in the trenches of war, they must work as a team to stop a monstrous puppet master from pulling their strings.</div>
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<i>Ashes, ashes. We all fall down.</i></div>
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<i>Get ready to burn.</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>ANNIE ANDERSON</b></span></div>
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<b>Release Date</b>: October 21, 2015</div>
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Men of Mercy, Book One</div>
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Hunter James didn’t want or need redemption.<br />
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Until one mission turns his world upside down.<br />
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He left Mercy to fight for his country and escape a broken heart. Years later, he is hard. Cold. A man without mercy. Part of an elite Task Force, he tracks a brutal terrorist to his home town. And runs into the woman who betrayed him…<br />
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Evangeline Videl was destroyed when Hunter left. Determined to move on, she finds another man, but discovers too late the monster hidden beneath his smooth smile. Struggling to find the conviction to live, Evie finds her life spinning out of control.<br />
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Then Hunter returns…<br />
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Forced to band together to find the terrorist before its too late, Hunter and Evie must learn to forgive or risk losing the promise of redemption and their lives…<br />
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Men of Mercy, Book Two</div>
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Ranger James accepted his best friend’s death like a good soldier.<br />
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Desire for his best friend’s widow.<br />
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Killed in Action. That’s why Rachel Carter’s husband wasn’t coming home.<br />
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A war widow, alone and broke, Rachel struggles to revive her family’s crop dusting service to survive. Now she takes to the skies to find escape. Escape from the pain. From the guilt. From the earth-shattering desire for her husband’s best friend.<br />
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Rachel and Ranger can’t fight the attraction between them any longer. But one fateful night cleaves their new found love in two...<br />
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Can they find the will to fight for true love? Or will an evil so shocking destroy their lives for good?<br />
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Men of Mercy, Book Three</div>
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They say you can’t go home again. Jared Crowe never wanted to. Home meant facing memories of abuse and neglect. Of dark closets and evil nightmares. Of his own relatives intent on killing him. But now his brother’s kidnapping forces him to face those demons. Only this time, Jared isn’t a scared little boy. He’s a full-grown Special Forces operative bent on revenge.<br />
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As a little girl, Sparrow Pickney risked her life to free two abused boys. As a grown woman Sparrow needs to earn a place in her adopted family’s business or be forced into a life of degradation. The chance to prove her family loyalty comes when she catches Jared spying on the compound and captures him.<br />
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When Jared sees his captor, he realizes she’s the girl of his dreams and vows to rescue her from a life of poverty. What Jared doesn’t know is Sparrow may not be the savior he remembers…but the one responsible for abducting and torturing his brother.<br />
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Jared is determined to find the truth. But that truth may be more than his heart can take.<br />
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They say love conquers all…but marriage, kids and working undercover is proving that statement false.<br />
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Lori watched helplessly as her husband’s undercover work drew him further and further away. When she discovers all those nights David worked away from home may have been spent with another woman, her calm collected world falls apart.<br />
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David dedicated his life to taking down criminals-by any means necessary. After months of long days and nights, he finally closes the case on the most bloodthirsty drug cartel this side of the Mississippi. Now he can turn his steely determination to gaining back his wife’s love and respect.<br />
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Faced with David’s relentless advances, Lori is helpless to resist. But their rekindled love is threatened when the cartel discovers David’s identity. Now David and Lori must fight for their lives with the same passion as they fought for their love.<br />
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<b><u>Resurrection River, Men of Mercy Book Two</u></b><br />
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Rachel spun around, the yellow airplane a perfect backdrop to her beautiful face. “What are you doing here?”</div>
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Ranger let his gaze travel from her scruffy boots, torn jeans and gloriously figure hugging tank, to the top of her dark red head. Her pink cheeks flushed.</div>
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“Like what you see?”</div>
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Ranger approached, her green gaze turned wary. Good. She should be worried. She’d doused him in chemicals. His skin still itched. He reached forward, plucked an oil stick from her ponytail and sent her hair spilling to her shoulders. He caught the brief scent of flowers and oil.</div>
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Rachel grabbed her hair, lips parted. Angry. Stubborn. Sexy.</div>
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He held up the stick right in front of her face. “Oil stick.”</div>
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Rachel snatched it from his fingers and tossed it across the room. “I told you to stay away from me.”</div>
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Ranger shrugged, his brain still caught on the image of her jean-clad ass hanging out of that airplane. Forget Sports Illustrated. He had farm fucking fantastic right here.</div>
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"Don't you think dropping that all-natural excuse for chemicals on me is a bit dramatic? If you want to get me naked all you had to do is ask." Ranger gestured to himself, sweeping his hand from his head down to his torso, Rachel's eyes followed.</div>
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That definitely wasn't desperation or anger in her gaze.</div>
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The desire he’d been trying to hold in check for months reared up inside him.</div>
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"You think I want to see you naked?” Rachel snorted, lifted her chin. “Besides, I figured anything would be an improvement to your normal smell.” So much for her vulnerability.</div>
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The wind picked up, blew into the hangar. Ranger shifted, praying the wind wouldn’t open the fly on his boxers, and almost covered himself. Almost. Until he remembered she was the reason for his stench. Instead, he stood tall. “You’ve never had a problem with the way I smelled before.”</div>
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“My manners were just too good to say anything.” She strode past him, punishing him with the sexy sway of her hips.</div>
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Dammit, he was so hard up for her, even her walk had his mind blanking. He stood there, nearly naked, and drenched in herbicide, and she walked past him like a stranger on a sidewalk.</div>
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Running from him. Again.</div>
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“Rachel Ann.” He didn’t yell, but she stopped mid-stride. Turned. Lips parted.</div>
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“You did that on purpose,” Ranger said. She’d been hard headed even in high-school, when he tried to break up with her, explaining that he needed a little space to see if life in Mercy was what he really wanted. Jumping on the marriage and kids bandwagon at eighteen years old had scared the shit out of him. But he’d obliterated any chance for reconnecting with Rachel when she’d seen him making out with Tonya at the football game senior year.</div>
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He hadn’t thought that leaving her to sow the wild oats of his youth would be a self-fulfilling prophecy of regret. Or that his best friend would move in on Rachel so fast and fill the void that Ranger had left in her heart.</div>
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“You bet your ass I did.”</div>
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“What the hell for?” He couldn’t get her smell, her taste, her touch out of his head. But she’d dumped shit on him for the last time.</div>
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Her eyes narrowed and her lips flattened. “I warned you.”</div>
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Yeah, she’d warned him to stay away from her. He’d stayed with her for weeks, helping her after the funeral. She’d healed physically, but remained an emotional tomb.</div>
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“I promised Shane, if anything ever happened to him, I’d look out for you.” He wanted to take her in his arms and kiss that angry expression right off her face. He’d wanted her since high-school, but when she’d married Shane, he’d vowed to put those feelings away. Forever. But the attraction hadn’t disappeared. And he knew it never would. “I know the chemistry between us is weird. Scary. But dammit it’s real and it’s here and now. You’re just flying through the clouds because you don’t want to see what’s on the ground right in front of you.”</div>
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If he hadn’t been studying every minute expression on her face he would have missed the brief flash of vulnerability in her gaze. Then her anger slid back in place. “The only thing I feel is annoyance. Are you so desperate that you have to chase after what you can’t have? You dumped me first, remember?”</div>
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Him? Desperate? No. He’d never had a problem getting women. Until Rachel.</div>
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If he hadn’t been so young and stupid he would have been the one she’d married. Not Shane.</div>
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Now all he could think, all he could see, was the small sprinkle of freckles across her pert nose. He could be on a mission in a third world country or down the road. It didn’t matter. She affected him.</div>
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He had an all-consuming need for his best friend’s wife. He hadn’t counted on lust eating him alive.</div>
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But he had honor. He had loyalty. Ranger had vowed over Shane’s grave to take care of Rachel.</div>
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After a terrible start in life, Asher Harris picks himself up and manages to carve out a fairly decent future. Content with living alone in his bookshop, he shies away from relationships and keeps trust to a minimum. </div>
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Emma Carnes hasn’t seen Asher in years, though she’s never forgotten him. Their one interaction as teenagers became pivotal to them both. It gave her a career.</div>
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<b>It saved his life.</b></div>
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Emma saw things about Asher that nobody else did. When she urged him to escape a perilous situation, it turned her toward her purpose in life…and saved Asher. Intrigued by the strong man he’s become, she gently persuades him to open up, but finds his emotional walls hard to climb. She also hopes for his help with a troubled teen, Gabe Dearing, who reminds her very much of Asher himself.</div>
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<b>Their relationship and ties to Gabe threaten to reveal things someone wants to keep hidden…</b></div>
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Someone is watching Emma, trying to figure out what she knows, and she soon senses something isn’t right. When the bookshop is vandalized and Gabe disappears, only to return bloody, broken, and refusing to say what happened, Asher and Emma search for the truth as their passion intensifies.</div>
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<b><i>The danger mounts, and Emma and Ash struggle to keep what they’ve fought so hard to gain. </i></b></div>
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<b><i>But can he save Emma as she saved him so long ago? </i></b></div>
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<b><i>Or will a dark and violent history repeat itself and destroy them all?</i></b></div>
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M. A. Stacie lives in the UK with her husband and three sons.</div>
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In a world where deception is the key to survival, Ara has kept up the charade of being a perfect Legion Leader’s daughter. But a darkness stirs, and she discovers she is Touched, a mortal gifted by the Gods. The Touched are as rare as they are feared, and Ara is forced to leave Union City for neighboring Midnight City to protect herself and those she loves, leaving Tove Thorn, the boy who has always known her heart, behind.</div>
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Midnight City’s cocky, infamous bad boy always gets what he wants, and he wants Union City to pay for burning his mother alive because she was Touched. When Carter meets Ara, she is everything he’s been taught to hate. Then he learns she is Touched—just like him—he isn’t sure who he hates more…the Touched girl whose father killed his mother, or himself for being tempted by someone he’s sworn to kill.</div>
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When Midnight City is attacked by Union City, Carter and Arabella will do the unthinkable…even if it means falling for the enemy. The truth lies in Arabella’s home nation, and Tove is waiting. Soul mates or not, he has an advantage Carter doesn’t, fated souls be damned.</div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Jennifer Weiser is a young adult author who has always been a book nerd and a bit chocolate obsessed. Writing has always been a favorite escape, but quickly became a passion not long after the birth of her daughter. When she isn't combing the shelves of her local book stores or blogging about newest book obsessions, you can find her nestled in her nook creating worlds she hopes that one day will inspire her daughter, who not only has given her the courage to follow her dreams--but offers the inspirations that help color their worlds together.</span></div>
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Angel of Death, Nathaniel Evans’, newest case sends him on a perilous and magical journey to the Irish countryside in search of one unattainable answer: How does an Angel of Death fall from grace and return to life?<br />
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Back in Colorado, Juliana’s mishaps with a book of spells and her well-meaning attempts to save her brother’s life could cost her more than a ghostly haunting and a deadly virus. It could cost her everything she loves - her family, her home and her relationship with Nathaniel.<br />
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While on the hunt for answers, Nathaniel finds himself imprisoned with fairies and fighting a battle of strength, skill, wit and sorcery to win his freedom back from a ruthless fallen angel. Nathaniel must survive the duel if he wants to change his destiny and fulfill his desire for mortality and a chance to be with Juliana forever.<br />
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I’m tender with her to the point of agony as I lower my lips to hers and brush soft caresses down her back with my hands. I know she’s delicate right now, and I can’t break this fragility between us. Any human going through half of what she has had to deal with would be too easy to shatter. I’m about to pull back and wrap her securely in my arms when she presses into me harder. We rise to our knees so our bodies are pressed together. Her hands explore places which have me nearly to the edge of no return. Down my arms and across my abdomen. She grips me at the waist and strokes the muscles running down my back as our tongues meet.<br />
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“In another second, I’m not going to be able to stop, Jules.”<br />
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“I don’t want you to,” she says.<br />
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Her breath is ragged. Her chest is rising and falling a little too quickly.<br />
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Who could resist that request? Not me. I taste her again. Her mouth is perfect. Soft, wanting, playful, and heavenly.<br />
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Her hand moves under my shirt and I feel light nails and the soft pads of her fingers trailing over my skin. A low groan of pleasure rumbles through my chest. It seems to encourage her and she moves to one of my nipples.<br />
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As difficult as it is, I break our kiss. “This isn’t the place,” I murmur.<br />
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Title: The Second Wife</div>
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Author: Kishan Paul</div>
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Release Date: October 14, 2015</div>
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Genre: Suspense/Thriller </div>
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Length: 82,000 words</div>
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Twenty-eight-year-old
psychologist, Alisha Dimarchi, is abducted by an obsessed client and imprisoned
in his Pakistani compound for over two years. Forced to change her name and
live as his second wife, her life is filled with trauma and heartbreak. Thrust
into a world of violence and oppression, Ally must fight not only to keep
herself alive but to protect the lives of the people she now considers family.
At night, she retreats into her memories of the only man she has ever loved—a
man she believes no longer loves her.<br />
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Thirty-four-year-old
handsome surgeon, David Dimarchi, has spent the last two years mourning the
disappearance of his wife. After a painful and isolated existence, he begins
the process of healing. It is then he is visited by a stranger, who informs him
that Ally is very much alive and needs his help. In a desperate attempt to save
her, David enlists the help of a mercenary. Together they find themselves in
the center of more than just a rescue mission. Will he be able to reach her in
time, and if he does, will she still want him?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Ally’s
lungs were cement blocks heavy in her chest. Unable to breathe, she lay curled
in a ball on the floor, gasping for air, drenched in sweat. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Waiting.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The
panic attacks had started after Nasif’s first night away and progressively
worsened each day. She wanted to pretend it was because he wasn’t there to
distract her. But she knew better. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Sayeed would be here soon. <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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The
gnawing voice in the back of her head wouldn’t stop reminding her of the hell
his arrival would bring. As the day grew close, the voice became louder, urging
her to do something. But there was only so much she could do locked away in a
concrete box. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Unable
to shut out the images or find a way to escape, hopelessness would again choke
her, triggering another panic attack. Funny thing was, those episodes she spent
struggling for air gave her a little hope. <i>Maybe
this one will kill me.</i> <o:p></o:p></div>
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Something
she knew better than to believe. After all, she’d spent her career teaching
clients that panic attacks were typically non-life-threatening. <o:p></o:p></div>
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While
this morning’s episode subsided, she stayed on the floor, slick with
perspiration, staring at the ceiling. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Ally
crawled beside the bed and dug under the mattress until her fingers wrapped
around a thin, wooden pencil. After dragging the frame away from the wall, she
slid between the headboard and concrete and sat on the floor. She added another
tally mark to the twelve already there. Praying she’d counted wrong, she tapped
the back of the eraser against each line and counted again. The end result was
the same; Nasif had left thirteen times already. Her pencil slipped out of her
shaky fingers and fell to the floor.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>One
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Images
of Sayeed, violating her, flooded Ally’s thoughts. Her chest tightened and her
body chilled. Time was running out. Her breathing became labored and a cool
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“No.”
She covered her ears and shook it all away. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Whatever
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<i>The Second Wife is one of those
rare novels that will lurk in the back of your mind for weeks. With stunning
precision, Kishan Paul throws the reader into a world of clandestine
organizations and brutal politics. The gripping characters wrench your heart and
make you cringe with fear. A rollercoaster of suspense and emotion not to be
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real to me as anyone else because her story isn’t some forgettable fictional
work. No way you are walking away from this one the same way. I actually took a
break between this novel and my next one. I wasn’t ready to begin another
journey just yet. Amazing work, Kishan Paul.” </i><br />
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I was very excited to read this book and it did not disappoint. So much was going on and from beginning til the end you get to read this story about a woman who went through hell and came out of it. Alley was brave, she did not give up. You get this story of this woman who gets kidnapped and forced to be the second wife to this horrible man and endure horrible situations with this man, in another country for two years. Alley is no longer Alley she is Sara, and after two years of hell, she is a different person. She wants to protect the ones who have now become her family and will do anything to do so. <br />
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"He sat beside her. "Sara, you have every reason to believe I am a bad person. But I need you to understand, sometimes good people must do bad things." He paused for a response but she had none to give."<br />
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Then we get David the husband dealing with his missing wife for two years, wanting and trying to move on but not able to completely. Then out of no where in a old man, David comes to find out his wife is actually alive and he does everything to get her back. He risks his life and goes after her, with the help. We jump from past to present and to Alley's and David's point of views which was great. <br />
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Overall such a heart wrenching story of survival and love, beautifully written. Thank you. <br />
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<b><i>The crimes of the past echo in the present...</i></b><br />
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Ross Campbell vanished almost a decade ago, and since then nothing has been heard from the serial killer known as Teardrop...until now.<br />
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An Irish newspaper receives a chilling letter claiming to be from Campbell, which promises a new reign of terror. As death stalks the dark streets of Cork City, it soon becomes clear to the police and the media that a serial killer is on the loose.<br />
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Elizabeth Ireland, a former detective with The Metropolitan Police, was the lead investigator on the original case when Campbell vanished. However, only she believes that Campbell didn’t send the letter.<br />
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The cold rain fell relentlessly, shrouding Cork City in its misty veil. Elizabeth Ireland sat by the window of her favourite coffee shop, where the smell of fresh scones and strong coffee cocooned her from the encroaching winter. The place was quiet and rundown but it was the one place in the city that cherished silence as much as she did.</div>
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Elizabeth scanned BBC London's website for any news from home. She glanced up as the door chimed and watched the man violently shake off the rain. A moment before their eyes met, she averted her gaze, knowing he was looking for her; Brendan Mahon didn't have the intelligence or subtlety to feign an accidental meeting. She ignored him, hoping that he'd take the hint and leave her in peace, instead he headed straight for her table.</div>
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"Good morning, Elizabeth," he said, revealing a smile that didn't reach his hazel eyes.</div>
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"Morning," she said curtly. She watched him run his fingers through his dirty blond hair, in a way that someone with a cruel sense of humour must have told him was attractive.</div>
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"It's a day for the ducks," he said.</div>
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Brendan Mahon was a journalist with <i>The Examiner</i>, one of Ireland's leading newspapers. When his editor couldn't find anyone with anything more incisive to say, Brendan was handy to fill a column or two. Elizabeth had never liked him, and she had no problem making her feelings known.</div>
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"May I join you?" he asked.</div>
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"No.'' She sighed at his predictability.</div>
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He laughed and pulled up a chair anyway. It amazed her how he always took her blatant rudeness for sarcasm. He placed a brown envelope on the table between them. She didn't give him the satisfaction of looking at it. If he wanted something from her, he’d have to ask.</div>
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"Would you like anything?" he asked instead.</div>
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"I've been coming here most mornings for the past nine years, Brendan. I think I can order for myself."</div>
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"What did you have to eat?" he asked, ignoring her brusque tone. He picked up the menu, and she closed her iPad, already missing her lost solitude.</div>
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"Same again, please, Nora," Elizabeth said to the waitress.</div>
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"I haven't seen you in here before," Nora smiled down at him.</div>
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"This is Brendan, a reporter from <i>The Examiner</i>.''</div>
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Nora's tired eyes lit up. "A reporter? How exciting."</div>
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Brendan leaned back in his chair and basked in the unexpected attention.</div>
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"He'll have an Americano and a scone, please," Elizabeth interrupted, not in the mood for flirting at that hour of the morning.</div>
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"Coming right up." Nora scurried away.</div>
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"Let's skip the niceties and get straight to the point, shall we? What can I do for you, Brendan?"</div>
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"I need your help."</div>
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"What sort of help?"</div>
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"I have a story."</div>
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"It must be big news if you're talking to me."</div>
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She glanced at the envelope that sat tantalisingly between them, and silently cursed for showing an interest. "Spit it out!" she snapped.</div>
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"A letter was delivered to my office."</div>
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"Yes, for me; it happens, occasionally. It arrived a few days ago. Only my editor and I know about it. We want to publish it, but first we want to check the facts."</div>
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"And you'd like me to check them out?"</div>
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"Yes, if you're interested." He smirked.</div>
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"So I'd be a consultant?"</div>
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"You'd be our expert. You'd write a few background and follow-up pieces with your impressions and opinions. You'd be paid, of course."</div>
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"Of course you'd bloody well pay me. I won't write for your rag for less than twenty grand."</div>
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"Don't be daft." He sat bolt upright. "That's crazy money."</div>
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"Okay, fifteen, but that's my final offer."</div>
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"My editor's a reasonable man. He'll be more than happy to offer you a fair deal."</div>
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"Okay," she said, relenting. "I'm interested but why me? I'm sure I wasn't top of your list." She averted her gaze from the sight of him stuffing a scone into his mouth as if it had been days since he'd last eaten, then again, maybe it had been days; he was certainly looking skinnier than usual.</div>
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"Someone you used to know sent the letter." Time stood still. She knew what he was about to say. The name chimed in her head before his lips formed the words. "Ross Campbell aka Teardrop." She glanced out the window at the rain and the dark streets, longing to close her eyes and make Brendan disappear. "Did you hear me?" He searched her face that had turned pale beneath her tan.</div>
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"I heard you." She gulped her coffee, willing her face to return to normal. She looked at him over her cup, but he didn't seem to realise that anything was wrong. For once, she was grateful for his stupidity.</div>
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"Do you remember him?" he asked.</div>
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"Of course I remember him. How could I forget?"</div>
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Nine years previously, she had arrested Ross Campbell on suspicion of the murder of five women in London. The killer had carved a teardrop on the victims’ faces and left a note with quotes from the Bible on their bodies, shoved inside their underwear or grazing their skin in a final, vicious act of intimacy.</div>
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Campbell was picked up in one of London's notorious red light districts. Licence plate checks proved that he'd been in the area on the nights when two victims had disappeared, DNA evidence linked him to their deaths.</div>
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Predictably, he protested his innocence, hounding newspapers and some influential acquaintances with his plight, but he was charged with the murders. However, the prosecution's case against him collapsed when Elizabeth was falsely accused of planting DNA evidence to secure a conviction.</div>
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When she won her case for defamation against The Met, she decided to retire to Ireland, where she had spent many happy childhood summers. Shortly afterwards, Campbell vanished, and no one had heard from the killer known as Teardrop, until now.</div>
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"Ross Campbell is dead," she said, realising that the silence had gone on too long.</div>
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"Vanished isn't the same as dead," Brendan replied.</div>
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"Nobody's seen or heard from him in almost a decade. People like Campbell are noticed, whatever they do; they can't help it. Someone somewhere would have seen him."</div>
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"Maybe not. I've read about serial killers lying dormant for years."</div>
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"Trust me, serial killers can't stop killing."</div>
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"Not according to the letter." He pushed the envelope towards her. “Apparently, he's alive and well."</div>
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"Does it explain why he's suddenly reappeared?"</div>
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"He wants to set the record straight."</div>
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"Why did he contact you?"</div>
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He looked at her indignantly. Elizabeth stifled a smile. She knew all about the book on serial killers that Brendan had recently written, but she wanted to see him squirm. The book was mostly sensation and an insight into Brendan's uninspired mind. "He wants to correct some facts in my book and he wants us to publish his letter."</div>
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She burst out laughing. "Are you seriously planning on having a serial killer write a column in your newspaper? Maybe he should take over the problem page. I know: he could be your new resident agony uncle."</div>
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"Keep it down," he hissed, glancing over his shoulder at Nora who was busy behind the counter. "We need to keep this quiet for now."</div>
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"I suppose it's good publicity for your book." She gazed out the window at the city that was slowly coming to life. The first of the early-morning commuters were venturing out. "What else is in the letter?"</div>
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"He says he'll kill again."</div>
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"Any details?"</div>
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"He gave a name."</div>
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"Does he say when or where?"</div>
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"Not really. The letter's vague, but he says it will happen in Cork."</div>
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"Have you taken the letter to the police?"</div>
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"Not yet. It could be a hoax. Don't look at me like I'm some moron. This is a good story. We'll pass it on to the police when we're ready."</div>
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"How do I fit into your little plan?"</div>
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"We'd like you to read the letter and tell us if it's genuine. You know Campbell."</div>
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"I knew him: past tense."</div>
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"Okay, you knew him. Sorry. You knew him better than most. Read the letter and tell us if it's him, that's all we want to know." He paused, waiting for her reply, but she wasn’t going to make it easy for him. Besides, his use of "we" and "us" was starting to irritate her. Clearly, he was getting too friendly with "the powers that be", as he liked to call them. If it meant so much to him, she'd make him beg.</div>
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"Please, Elizabeth. Will you read it?"</div>
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"I'll think about it, that's all I'm promising. Call me later."</div>
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"It'll be worth your while. This is front-page news. There'll be big money in it for all of us."</div>
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"I thought you weren't sure about printing it yet."</div>
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"Well, you know how it goes."</div>
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She knew.</div>
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"I have to go." She stood up and pulled on her black parka. She was tall and striking. Her dark looks, which she'd inherited from her Italian mother, made her exotic among the mostly pale-skinned, freckled Irish. Her nose was slightly crooked from a childhood accident, and there was an edginess about her, like a bird about to swoop on its prey.</div>
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"Don't forget the letter.'' He picked it up reverently. “Promise you won't show it to anyone?"</div>
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"Of course I won't show it to anyone." She reached for the envelope in irritation.</div>
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"Promise me?"</div>
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"I promise. Give me the bloody envelope."</div>
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He handed it to her solemnly, and she grabbed it, stuffing it unceremoniously into her cavernous bag. She tossed her long, black hair over her shoulder and went outside into the rain, leaving Brendan to pay.</div>
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She sensed him watching as she forced herself not to run. There were only a few more steps before she turned the corner, out of sight. No one believed that Campbell was dead because only she knew the truth. Campbell had haunted her from the last moment she had seen him. He wasn't coming back. He was dead, and she knew it because she'd killed him herself.</div>
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<b>NOT FORGOTTEN by Camille Taylor</b></div>
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<b>Series: Harbour Bay #1</b></div>
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<b>Genre: Romantic Element | Suspense</b></div>
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<b>Publisher: Limitless Publishing</b></div>
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Detective Matt Murphy is assigned the case no one else wants.</div>
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The Butcher is a ghost, killing all over Australia for years, and now he's made the coastal city of Harbour Bay his hunting ground. Up against a brick wall, Matt has no choice but to contact the only surviving witness-seventeen-year-old Hallie Walker. But Hallie has been in a psychological rehabilitation centre since the double murder five years ago, and Matt needs help.</div>
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Gifted psychologist Natalie Miller sees a lot of herself in Hallie and vows to help her heal.</div>
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Natalie is no stranger to a violent past, and is usually wary of men. She is stunned by her response to the hot detective, and becomes determined to not only see Hallie released-as she believes the girl has been misdiagnosed-but to help Matt solve this unsolvable case.</div>
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Matt and Natalie face danger at every turn, but can't fight the powerful attraction between them.</div>
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Natalie thinks her only problem is a deranged ex-boyfriend, but is it possible she's attracted the attention of The Butcher? When the serial killer strikes again, they know he's close, and Matt is frantic to catch him...because now he has more than ever to lose.</div>
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Matt races against time to stop the bloody rampage, and Natalie might hold the key to breaking the case. But will they survive with their lives and hearts intact...</div>
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<b>August 6th, 2005 </b><br />
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The tyres skidded against the cold bitumen of the deserted old highway as Hallie Walker’s father braked for the lone man who appeared out of the heavy fog dead ahead. The car protested, the tyres squealing and buckling beneath them from the strain. Hallie screamed as the sharp smell of burnt rubber wafted up to fill her nostrils. <br />
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The car jerked as her father lost control. The car spun and her heart thudded in her chest. The sudden impact as the Ford Fairlane hit the thick, dense tree truck sent her twelve-year-old body tumbling into the foot-well between the front and back seats with a thud. She’d stupidly released the seatbelt to find a more comfortable position in an effort to fall asleep, the trip long and tedious and now regretted the decision. She lay frozen on the floor for a moment, stunned before sitting up, slowly registering the minor aches and pains that would later leave bruises. Smoke escaped from beneath the hood and a sizzling sound reverberated through the semi-silent night, the only other sound other than their harsh breathing was Slim Dusty played lightly on the stereo. <br />
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Her breath came in white puffs as the heat from her mouth met the frigid pre-dawn August air which poured into the car through the cracked and splintered windscreen. <br />
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Her father’s head lay against the steering wheel and he slowly lifted it, turning towards her mother whose eyes were closed; her head resting against the back of her seat but thankfully otherwise uninjured. He turned his attention to her. “Hallie, baby, are you—” <br />
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Her father’s words were cut off as his window shattered and two large hands reached in and pulled him roughly from the car’s interior. She thought she screamed but she couldn’t be sure. Her father struggled against the man who had appeared out of nowhere and threw him roughly to the road. She heard her father grunt. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched in horror as the man stabbed her father repeatedly. Black dots danced in her vision and she swallowed hard, almost passing out at the gory image in front of her. <br />
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Her mother scrambled from her seat and started running back the way they’d driven, the sound of her heels on the asphalt echoing in the night. Hallie froze for the second time that night, terrified. She was alone. She wanted to call out to her father but knew it was too late. He lay unmoving on the dark, pockmarked road. Screaming for help would be useless. She hadn’t seen another car for hours. <br />
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She trembled. Tears burned her eyes as fear cooled her blood. She had no idea what to do. It didn’t matter, she couldn’t get her limbs to move anyway. She shook as she held the tears in check. Her whole world was disappearing before her eyes. The man raised his head and started after her mother, his long legs eating up the distance between them; his footsteps thundering against the road. <br />
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The man reached out and grabbed her mother’s blonde hair, jerking her back into his chest. She screamed, the sound piercing Hallie’s eardrums as her mother kicked and struggled against him. <br />
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Hallie ducked back into her hiding place in the foot-well as the man dragged her mother back toward her. She chewed on her nails, a horrible habit and her fingers bled when she bit past the quick. Hallie’s gaze found the man’s face and remained there. As hard as she tried, she could not look away. As he moved closer, the moon’s bright rays bounced off his long, dark, greasy hair, illuminating him in the night almost like a spotlight, highlighting his features. The man’s lower face was covered with several days’ worth of growth. His heartless brown eyes glowed almost demonically in the light and she felt her bladder release, filling the car with the scent of ammonia. <br />
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Her mind ran riot with thoughts. Why was he doing this? She wondered and she thought of several scenarios. None ended favourably. She felt the first stages of a panic attack and tried to calm herself, taking long, deep breaths even as she cowered back into the small space as the man’s shadow cast over her. <br />
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From the short distance dividing them, Hallie could see the well-worn jeans encasing strong well-developed legs. The jeans themselves were threadbare. The left back pocket dangled down, held on only by a few measly threads. Tears fell unabashedly down her cheeks. Her nose ran and she watched everything through misty eyes. <br />
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She was a coward, useless and scared. The man had just killed her father and was now about to send her mother to the same fate. But still her body felt heavy, unable to move except to push herself further in to the floor. A sob escaped her mouth and she quickly stuffed her fist in the gaping hole to muffle any further sounds. Her teeth bit into her hand, her mind numb against the horrors she had already witnessed this night. She shivered, the warm air from the heater long since evaporated and replaced with the icy breeze outside. She curled up into a ball as much as the car would allow. <br />
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Hallie heard her mother’s pleading voice as she was shoved none too gently onto her recently vacated seat. Hallie knew she would never forget the pungent scent of the man for as long as she lived. A combination of blood and bad hygiene and a thought kept repeating itself inside her head. <br />
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We’re going to die. <br />
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Her mother made a sound of despair and Hallie’s gaze shot back to her mother and their eyes met and held. She watched helplessly as the man brought his knife up to her mother’s throat and pressed it deeply into the soft delicate flesh of her neck. Blood spilled from her body, flowing onto the seat and ruining the careful detail of the vehicle. <br />
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A scream, muffled around her fist, escaped Hallie’s throat as she watched her mother’s body go limp and lifeless. The man looked straight into her eyes and once again she felt frozen, as if the ice in his veins jumped from his eyes into her. She shivered uncontrollably. <br />
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Hallie had the car door open and was racing towards the tree line before the man could react. Her tiny frame and short stature allowed her to blend into the woods as she sprinted for her life. Her vision blurred black as she ran faster, the darkness swelling around her. She could only just make out where there were gaps in the thick trees and bushes. The fog hindering her even more as she made her way further into the dense growth. <br />
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Her heart jumped to her throat and she was having trouble breathing. Her feet landed heavily on the ground and every so often she heard a twig snap under the pressure of her weight. She could hear the man behind her covering twice as much ground with his much longer and stronger legs. She strained to hear his breathing and desperately wanted to know if he was winded in hopes he would give up the chase. She didn’t dare look back for fear of tripping. She was already having trouble with that, her focus on the ground. <br />
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Hallie knew he was closing in fast behind her. She pushed herself to go faster even though she was exhausted and her body was ready to collapse. Her nose twitched as her feet kicked up the undergrowth. The scent of mouldy leaves and damp soil assaulting her senses. The sound of heavy stomping behind her terrified her but she didn’t allow it to immobilise her. Her brain had long ago kicked into survival mode and didn’t let her dwell on anything but getting to safety. <br />
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Hallie had no illusions. She knew if the man behind her caught up with her, he would kill her just like he had done to her mother and father. She breathed in through her nose and out her mouth just as she had been taught. Her whole body ached with fatigue and fear and she wanted so much to curl up and cry in despair. She whimpered uncontrollably knowing she was almost beaten. <br />
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She pressed her right arm against her side as a stitch made her uncomfortable. She pushed on. She had to keep going. Hopefully soon she would be out of the woods and into a clearing. Maybe then she could find a busy road or a house. She was well within the forest now. In every direction stood more trees and even more bushes, both furry and prickly. <br />
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Hallie heard the sound of tearing right before she was jerked back. She panicked, striking out trying to hit her target. It took her a few full seconds to realise she was still alone and that she was caught on a branch sticking out of an old flaky tree. She yanked at her winter jacket vigorously, the fabric well entwined with the branch. Desperate, she quickly unzipped the garment, shivering as the cool air hit her bare arms but soon she completely forgot about the cold. <br />
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Little mewing sounds came from her throat as she imagined she could feel her pursuer’s horrid breath on her neck, his hands on her pulling him to her, the feel of his knife against her own throat. Distracted she tripped over a group of raised roots and scratched her face on the bark of the closest tree as she tried to steady herself. <br />
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Hallie headed straight, the trees not so dense up ahead to what she considered north. Her legs gave way as she came across a small dip in the ground and her body landed heavily with a thud on the leaf-covered floor. Without sparing a moment to wallow in self-pity she climbed to her feet, feeling her ankle buckle beneath her before crashing once more to the ground. She bit her bottom lip to stop from crying out and alerting the man to her location and started crawling, her pants soaking up the damp ground. She barely made it a metre before she felt the ground beneath her give way to a sharp decline. <br />
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Hallie’s hand flayed about in mid-air for a moment right before her body slipped and she tumbled down into the river resting at the base of the decline. Her head went under the water and she struggled not to breathe. She kicked her feet and tried to swim as she resurfaced. Her waterlogged clothes tugged at her, determined to send her to a watery grave. The current proved to be too strong and pulled her light weight away from the edge and into the whirling centre before she was once more dragged under, down into the murky depths.</div>
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Welcome in the holiday season with 19 heartwarming and wholesome novellas from <i>New York Times</i>, <i>USA Today</i>, national bestselling, and award-winning authors.<br />
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Sweet Christmas Kisses 2 takes you from the Smoky Mountains to Florida’s sun-drenched beaches, from the Italian Alps to Paris, France, and even to a quirky little town in Arizona. The Sweet Christmas Kisses 2 bundle features all-new, stand-alone stories that are sure to make you laugh, sometimes bring tears to your eyes, but always put you in the Christmas spirit. Foreword by <i>New York Times</i> bestselling author, RaeAnne Thayne.<br />
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<b>Christmas Papa <i>by Mona Risk</i></b><br />
Living for three years in her grandmother’s respected house helps Monica forget the horror of her youth and reform her wild streak, and even dream of a normal life, similar to her stepsisters’, with a loving husband and children. Geez, she’s pretty enough to attract any man she wants, but to keep him is a different ballgame. The moment they learn of her past or meet her adorable twins, they feel the urge to move two-thousand miles away. Until Michael kisses her…<br />
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<b>Gingerbread Kisses <i>by Beate Boeker</i></b><br />
Carol spends Christmas at the luxurious Hotel & Spa “Dolomitissimo” in the snowy Alps of Italy where she’s busy creating gingerbread men as name cards for her younger sister’s wedding. When things start to go wrong, she finds help in the form of Tom, the attractive hotel manager, but then, her sister manages to create havoc and Carol has to fight for her happiness.<br />
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<b>Boycotting Christmas <i>by Melinda Curtis</i></b><br />
Bachelor Nick Santolli needs someone to help him give his niece a Christmas to remember. Back in the day, no one did Christmas better than Joy Encastle. But times have changed and Joy would prefer to boycott the festivities this year.<br />
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<b>A Christmas to Remember <i>by Denise Devine</i></b><br />
Katie McGowan is returning home from a business trip when a blizzard forces her to take refuge at Lakewood Resort and miss celebrating Christmas with her family. The resort is overflowing with people, including Ryan Scott, an avid snowmobiler who’d come to Lakewood to escape the holidays. Ryan and Katie join forces to help others in need and learn the true meaning of Christmas.<br />
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<b>An Angel for Christmas <i>by Raine English</i></b><br />
Alexa Stevens needs a job, or she and her daughter might wind up living out of the car. Blake Collins needs a nanny to help with his spoiled ten-year-old. What seems like the perfect match turns out to be anything but when the two girls and a rambunctious mutt create havoc at Christmas.<br />
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<b>The Cowboy’s Christmas Bride <i>by Aileen Fish</i></b><br />
When veterinary student Tara seeks shelter in a snowstorm with handsome rancher Dylan, she quickly writes him off as boyfriend material since he’s more temperamental than an unbroken horse. Thanks to a job lined up half a state away, she’s not even tempted by a friend’s request that she move to White Oak, until she learns what has damaged Dylan’s spirit. Will a sickly calf and the magic of Christmas help her heal Dylan’s heart?<br />
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<b>Lucky Break Christmas: Second Honeymoon <i>by Patricia Forsythe</i></b><br />
Lily is convinced that her new marriage to Marc is cursed because of a string of fiascoes. Marc knows she’s wrong. It takes the intervention of three body-building wedding planners and most of Lucky Break to change her mind.<br />
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<b>Beach Walk <i>by Grace Greene</i></b><br />
Twelve years earlier, Kelli, a teenage runaway, was taken in by a kind woman named Margie who gave her a home, and safety and security. When Margie dies, her long lost nephew and only blood relative, arrives with plans of his own. Kelli loves her life at Emerald Isle, but how far will she go to keep it, or will Christmas bring a change of heart?<br />
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<b>An Irish Christmas Blessing <i>by Roxanne Rustand</i></b><br />
When Eve travels to Ireland to run an old friend’s quaint village bookshop over the Christmas holidays, the trip is a dream come true—all the more because of the beautiful Irish countryside and the quirky locals in the village. And then there’s the charming, enigmatic stranger who just might steal her heart…<br />
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<b>Christmas Wedding <i>by Magdalena Scott</i></b><br />
Jim Standish is ready—right this minute—to marry the love of his life, but Melissa Singer wants the day to be one they’ll look back on forever. Planning and execution time: 25days. Will it be possible to create the perfect Christmas Wedding?<br />
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<b>Finding You at Christmas <i>by Kristin Wallace</i></b><br />
After years of looking out for everyone else, preacher’s daughter Janie Worthy is ready to get a life of her own. A stalled car and a stranger on a motorcycle puts that plan in a tailspin…and leads to the best Christmas present she could ever find.<br />
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<b>Christmas Laurel <i>by Christine Bush</i></b><br />
Female army veteran Laurel Covington and her retired bomb dog have retreated to a cabin in North Carolina’s Smoky Mountains. She’s dealing with PTSD and a mind full of ugly war memories, and wants nothing more than solitude, quiet, and an escape from the clamor of Christmas. But then she meets the tall handsome mountain man who shares the mountain, and who has his own ghosts from the past to put to rest. Sometimes, the true meaning of Christmas can bring both healing and love when you least expect it.<br />
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<b>Country Christmas <i>by Lois Greiman</i></b><br />
Emily Kane was tossed into the deep end of the foster care system years before, making her cautious of love and commitment. Securing her dream job at the Lazy Windmill, a working farm turned guest ranch, has begun the healing process. But the past can’t be shut out forever. Will familial reunions cause her to bolt back into hiding or will the magic of Christmas heal her heart and allow her to find her happily ever after?<br />
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<b>The Christmas Crusade <i>by Shanna Hatfield</i></b><br />
Levi Clarke is on a crusade to create a merry Christmas for the patrons of Center for Hope community center. He’ll do whatever it takes to make it happen, even if it means seeking a sponsorship from Kat Kingsley, the woman too stubborn to realize she’s still in love with him.<br />
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<b>The Christmas Charm <i>by Susan R. Hughes</i></b><br />
Gemma and Chris were childhood best friends until their lives took separate paths, both leading to heartache. Fifteen years later, a surprise reunion at Christmastime offers them a second chance at happiness.<br />
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<b>Evergreen Romance <i>by Julie Jarnagin</i></b><br />
After giving up her plans for college to care for her ailing grandmother, Jillian Rogers has a shot at being promoted to project manager at the local nursery, but the owner’s son comes back into town and tries to take the job. Monty Nelson spent the last five years playing triple-A baseball after college but never made it into the major leagues. Now, he has returned to Lakota, Oklahoma, driven to show his parents he can succeed, but they stick him with running the Christmas tree lot with smarty-pants Jillian Rogers. When old sparks reignite, Jillian and Monty must determine whether their romance will wither or if they’ve found everlasting love.<br />
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<b>My Christmas Cupcake <i>by Shaleen Kapil</i></b><br />
Clare thinks she is doomed to spend the holiday alone managing her new cupcake bakery until a handsome stranger appears just as she is closing up on Christmas Eve. Despite an instant attraction, Starfish Beach is a tourist town, and Clare has learned to be wary. How can she tempt Garrett, a university professor, to move to her small town when all she can offer are cupcakes?<br />
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<b>A Christmas Spark <i>by Ciara Knight</i></b><br />
Sara Foster blames herself for her failed marriage. On Christmas Eve, she hides away in the family cabin, the same place her father abandoned her twenty years ago. Dalton Scot is unable to face the family holiday after his divorce and discovering he can never have children of his own, so he chooses Christmas Eve to fix his buddy’s cabin. Both search for a secluded spot to mourn their Christmas pasts, but instead are snowed in at the cabin for the holiday where they discover the power of the Christmas spark.<br />
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<b>Sweet Blizzard <i>by Milou Koenings</i></b><br />
He’s an ex-con, she’s a socialite. He saves her life when a blizzard strands them together, but she could make or break his. Will love make it all right in time for Christmas?<br />
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A tireless traveler, <i>New York Times</i> and <i>USA Today</i> bestselling author, <b>Mona Risk</b>, writes contemporary romance, medical romance, and romantic suspense novels, all simmering with emotion, sprinkled with a good dose of humor and set in the fascinating places she visited— or in Florida, her paradise on Earth.<br />
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<b>Beate Boeker</b> is a <i>USA Today</i> bestselling author with a passion for books that brim over with mischief & humor. She writes sweet sophisticated romantic fiction and mysteries, many of them set in beautiful Italy. While ‘Boeker’ means ‘books’ in a German dialect, her first name Beate can be translated as ‘Happy’ . . . and with a name that reads ‘Happy Books’, what else could she do but write novels with happy endings?<br />
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<b>Melinda Curtis</b> is an award winning, <i>USA Today</i> bestselling author. She writes the Harmony Valley series of sweet, light-hearted romances for the Harlequin Heartwarming line. Brenda Novak says: “Season of Change has found a place on my keeper shelf”. Melinda also writes the sweet romantic comedy Bridesmaid series, and fun, traditional romances. Jayne Ann Krentz says of Blue Rules: “…Wonderfully entertaining.”<br />
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<b>Denise Devine</b> is a <i>USA Today</i> bestselling author of romantic comedy and she also writes inspirational fiction. She wrote her first book, a mystery, at thirteen and has been writing ever since. She writes about true love, happy endings and stories that touch your heart.<br />
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<i>USA Today</i> bestselling and award-winning author <b>Raine English</b> writes sweet small-town contemporary romances, as well as hotter paranormal and Gothic romantic suspense. She lives in New England with her family and her French bulldog, Bailey.<br />
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<i>USA Today</i> bestselling author <b>Aileen Fish</b> is an avid quilter and auto racing fan who finds there aren’t enough hours in a day/week/lifetime to stay up with her “to do” list. There is always another quilt or story begging to steal away attention from the others. Her books include The Bridgethorpe Brides series and the Small Town Sweethearts series.<br />
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<b>Patricia Forsythe</b> grew up in a small copper mining town in Arizona where she had the opportunity to observe a great many interesting people who have since turned up in her books. She has written many romances for Harlequin books (as Patricia Knoll), as well as indie-published books and enjoys creating the kinds of stories she hopes people want to read.<br />
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<b>Grace Greene</b> writes novels of romance, mystery and suspense. A Virginia native, Grace has family ties to North Carolina. She writes books set in both locations. The Emerald Isle, NC Stories series is set in North Carolina where “It’s always a good time for a love story and a trip to the beach.” Or travel down Virginia Country Roads and “Take a trip to love, mystery and suspense.”<br />
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<i>USA Today</i> bestselling author <b>Roxanne Rustand</b> is the author of thirty-five traditionally published novels, plus four indie novels. She was a Golden Heart finalist twice, and a Golden Heart winner in 1995. She has won two RT Magazine Reviewers’ Choice Awards, and was nominated for an RT Magazine Career Achievement Award. Her earlier books were secular, but she now writes sweet indie romance, and inspirational romance for Love Inspired.<br />
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<i>USA Today</i> bestselling author <b>Magdalena Scott</b> writes sweet romance and women’s fiction with small town settings. She invites readers into her world to find out what’s hidden just below the surface of those tiny dots you can barely see on the map—mystery, romance, and the occasional unexplained occurrence.<br />
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<b>Kristin Wallace</b> is a <i>USA Today</i> bestselling author of inspirational, contemporary and women’s fiction filled with “Love, Laughter and a Leap of Faith.” Her popular series include the Covington Falls Chronicles and Shellwater Key Tales.<br />
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<b>Christine Bush</b> is an award winning author of many sweet romances, mysteries, and novellas. When she’s not writing, she can be found teaching Psychology at a local college, working as a Marriage and Family Therapist in private practice, or (mostly) spending time with her twelve grandchildren.<br />
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<b>Lois Greiman</b> is an award winning author who has penned more than 50 heart-warming, laugh out loud novels. She currently lives on a small farm in Minnesota with her best friends, some of whom are human.<br />
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Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, hopeless romantic <b>Shanna Hatfield</b> is out to make it happen one story at a time. Her bestselling sweet historical and contemporary romances combine humor and heart-pumping moments with characters that seem incredibly real.<br />
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<b>Susan R. Hughes</b> writes contemporary and historical romance novels set in Canada. She lives in Ottawa, Ontario, with her husband and three children.<br />
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<b>Julie Jarnagin</b> is a multi-published author of sweet and inspirational romance. She grew up in a small Oklahoma town where her family farmed and ranched, but these days she lives in a not-so-big city with her husband and two young sons who tolerate all her nerdy quirks.<br />
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<b>Shaleen Kapil</b> is new and upcoming author. Her first book, None But You, debuted in 2014. Her latest stories are built around the Emerald Coast of Florida, a favorite vacation spot. She created the Starfish Beach series to allow readers to enjoy a taste of romance in a laid-back beach setting.<br />
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<b>Ciara Knight</b> writes ‘a little bit of edge and a lot of heart’ with her bestselling sweet romance and young adult stories that have topped the Amazon charts. When not writing, Ciara enjoys her own happily ever after with her husband and three sons living in suburbia, GA.<br />
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<b>Milou Koenings</b> writes heartwarming romance novels because she believes sweet stories with happy endings are like chocolate – they bring joy to the world and so make it a better place. She’s lived all over the world, working as an editor and newspaper columnist, but loves staying home with her family most of all.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>by Sandra Owens</b></i></span></div>
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<b>Series</b>: K2 Team, #3</div>
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<b>Genre</b>: Contemporary Romantic Suspense</div>
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<b>Release Date</b>: September 29, 2015</div>
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Known to the K2 Special Services team as “Saint,” Jamie Turner lives by his own strict rules to compensate for his past sins and the two-ton boulder taking residence in his heart. He doesn’t drink or smoke. He never swears. And he only dates nice, safe women until he meets Sugar Darling, the fill-in receptionist at K2. She’s as sweet as her name, but this wild woman is definitely trouble, with something to hide. He knows he should avoid her…but can he?<br />
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Sugar isn’t hiding something—she’s hiding everything. And K2 seems like the perfect place to lie low, thanks to the big, protective guys who work there. The drop-dead-handsome Saint makes her heart race, yet he keeps his distance. When Sugar’s traumatic past rises up to haunt her again, she desperately turns to Saint for help, and he has to decide what’s more important: playing it safe or risking everything for love.<br />
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Jamie backed the twenty-three foot Sea Ray away from the dock. Sugar sat on the padded seat next to him, her arms wrapped tightly around her waist. He loved his boat and wanted her to love it, too. Why that mattered, he chose not to think about.</div>
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By the color of her face, however, he thought she was only minutes from hanging her head over the side. It hadn’t occurred to him to ask if she was prone to seasickness, but they were only a few yards from the marina, the water as smooth as glass.</div>
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To divert her attention, he slipped his arm around her and pulled her onto his lap. “You steer.”</div>
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“Shit, no.”</div>
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She tried to scramble away, but he held onto her. “Easy, sweetheart. Just put your hands here.” He brought up her unwilling hands and wrapped her fingers around the wheel. Her knuckles turned white. “I won’t let you run into anything.”</div>
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An annoyed breath huffed from her. “Shows what you know. If there’s anything within a hundred miles I shouldn’t run into, you probably won’t be able to stop me. Have you already forgotten the beer truck near miss?”</div>
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“I remember. Gave me nightmares.” Jamie pressed his mouth to the side of her neck and grinned, although the reminder should probably have him quaking in his flip-flops and in fear for the life of his boat. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she liked having control. Already, her fingers were turning back to a healthy pink, and the green was fading from her cheeks.</div>
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As she darted alert glances left and right, he eased up the throttle, giving her a little more speed. Minutes later, she gave a delighted laugh as they bounced over the small waves coming in from the inlet.</div>
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“Where am I supposed to be going?” she called over the roar of the motors.</div>
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“Straight ahead.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, liking the feel of her against his body.</div>
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She peered back at him, her eyes as wide as saucers. “In the ocean?”</div>
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“You a scaredy cat?” Unless he missed his guess, the woman wouldn’t refuse a dare.</div>
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Her lips thinned into a determined line. “Hell, no.”</div>
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It took every bit of his control not to laugh when she tossed her straw hat aside, stood and practically pressed her nose to the windshield. Any desire to laugh died at the sight of her eye-level bikini clad bottom clearly visible through the gauzy cover-up. Unfortunately, the parrot painted on the back blocked out enticing parts of her. Figuring more speed would keep her focused on her driving, he moved the throttle forward some more.</div>
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“Just keep going in the direction you are. You want to keep inside the red and green buoys.” He’d checked the weather before inviting her, and knew there’d only be slight swells on the gulf.</div>
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“Piece of cake,” she said, and he heard the excitement in her voice. “I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.”</div>
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Her steady stream of self-encouragement brought a grin to his face. “What are you, the little choo-choo that can?”</div>
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Laughter flowed from her. “Yep, that’s me.”</div>
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Giving in to the need to touch her, he placed his hands at her knees, then trailed his fingers up her legs, his thumbs stroking the soft flesh of the inside of her thighs. He slipped under the cover-up, and when he reached that lovely ass in front of his face, her rounded cheeks rippled as the pads of his fingers danced over her skin. So, she liked that.</div>
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And he liked the little yellow bikini. Very much. All he had to do to get it off was pull the bows dangling down the sides of her hips. To test her reaction, he gave one a light tug and got swatted.</div>
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“Stop it.” She brushed his hand away. “I can’t concentrate when you do that.”</div>
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He’d get her out of it before the afternoon was over. He hoped. For now, she was coming up on the inlet, and she didn’t have the experience to get them through the pass. Standing, he pressed against her and eased back on the throttle. With his hands on her shoulders, he talked her past the shoals and incoming waves.</div>
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“I did it!” she cried when the last of the rock wall was behind them.</div>
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“You certainly did.” The excitement dancing in her eyes when she looked back at him reminded him of a child on Christmas morning. Once into the Gulf of Mexico, the boat rode the gentle swells as easily as a bobbing cork. He reached his arms forward and put his hands over hers, turning the wheel to the left.</div>
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She laughed, then pushed his hands away. “This is so great. I’ve never been on a boat before, and I love it.”</div>
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Jamie sat back down, letting her have the wheel. His Sea Ray was his one true love, and his heart gave a little flip at her words. The October day was perfect, warm enough not to be chilled by the wind, but not so hot they were sweltering. A line of pelicans flew overhead, their fat bodies and long beaks outlined by the stark blue sky.</div>
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When they took the lead, Sugar bounced on her feet. “Can we go faster? Please. Oh, pretty please.”</div>
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“The throttle’s there at your right hand. Just remember, we’re not on a NASCAR racetrack and you’re not Earnhardt.”</div>
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She let out a shriek and pushed the throttle forward, catching up with the pelicans. “Y’all have nothing on me, ya beady-eyed bastards,” she yelled heavenward, shaking a fist at them.</div>
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Her enthusiasm was contagious, and laughter spilled out of him, coming from places he thought he’d closed and locked the doors to forever. He tried to imagine Jill—or any of the other women he’d dated the past ten years—racing a flock of birds and…giving them the finger?</div>
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“Sore losers,” she muttered.</div>
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Jamie glanced behind him to see the pelicans veer off toward shore. “Appears they are. Is this where I’m supposed to soak you with champagne?”</div>
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“A simple, you’re awesome, Sugar, will suffice.” She glanced back and shot him a grin.</div>
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The woman <i>was </i>pure awesome, a fact he couldn’t deny. A funny thing happened then. As clear as day, he saw a fork in the road. One kept him going in the direction a scared, young man once decided was his destiny, a way to honor the parents he’d killed. The other might lead him to hell or heaven. There was no way to know which, only that a beautiful, vibrant woman with the unlikely name of Sugar Darling dared him to follow.</div>
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A best selling, award-winning author, Sandra Owens lives in the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. Her family and friends often question her sanity, but have ceased being surprised by what she might get up to next. She’s jumped out of a plane, flown in an aerobatic plane while the pilot performed thrilling stunts, has flown Air Combat (two fighter planes dogfighting, pretending to shoot at each other with laser guns), and rode a Harley motorcycle for years. She regrets nothing.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>by Lauren Smith</b></i></span></div>
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<b>Genre</b>: Historical/ Regency Romance<br />
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<b>Release Date</b>: September 21, 2015</div>
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<b>The rogue’s temptation would be her undoing…</b><br />
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Gemma Haverford knows exactly who she will marry: James Randolph, the man she’s had a secret understanding with for the last eleven years. With every letter written between them while he's been off at sea, their love has grown. Now they will be reunited with his return to England.<br />
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<b>There’s just one problem. The man whose words she'd fallen in love with isn’t James at all…</b><br />
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Jasper Holland, a gentleman rogue of the first order, is trapped. Talked into a scheme by his best friend, he pretended to be James for eleven years as he wrote to Gemma, even though he'd promised James he’d break it off. But now with his return to England, his secret will come out—and he’ll lose the one woman he can’t live without.<br />
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<b>What began as a game of words, now becomes a game of hearts, and Jasper will pay any price to call Gemma his.</b><br />
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<i>Turn around James, I want to see you</i>, she silently begged. <i>Let me put a face to the dreams I’ve had for years. Let me see the lips that brought forth such passion last night</i>.</div>
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Lady Greenley’s screech jerked Gemma out of her thoughts.</div>
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“You, Haverford! Come here at once!” Lady Edith Greenley’s bonneted head bobbed up and down when she waved at Gemma and demanded she come to her like a general in His Majesty’s army. The ancient yet formidable Lady Greenley stood near the two men, who both turned at Lady Greenley’s shout, in order to see Gemma.</div>
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Her heart stopped and she sucked air into her burning lungs after what seemed like ages of being frozen in time. Funny, she’d never had this happen before in her life, but seeing the faces of James Randolph and Jasper Holland after eleven years… Her world spun on its axis, as though she were a celestial planet shifting in its orbit, thrown into a spin by seeing these men. Side by side, they stood, almost an equal height, proud and strong in looks and demeanor. And both of them stared directly at her, equally curious to see her as she was to see them.</div>
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The resemblance of the two men to each other was startling. Only her childhood memories dared to find differences between the manly faces turned toward her. James had a fuller mouth, quicker to smile, but Jasper, quiet, calm, Jasper had eyes like liquid caramel that smoldered so powerfully when he stared at her that her mind simply blanked of all thought.</div>
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A rapid play of inscrutable emotions danced across his eyes, touched lightly upon his mouth as though he nearly smiled, but caught himself. Why on earth would Jasper smile at her? When he’d been a boy he’d always avoided her and had shouted rudely at her more than once that she was a nuisance and ought to go home and practice her needlepoint and sketching rather than gallivant off into the wooded glens after him and James.</div>
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<i>Not that I ever listened to him</i>. She almost smiled back at Jasper. She had the strangest urge to needle him, challenge him for daring to smile at her.</div>
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“Now Haverford! I could keel over and die waiting for you to grace me with your presence,” Lady Greenley snapped, prodding the ground with the tip of her closed parasol. Gemma excused herself from Lily and Arabella and walked quickly toward Lady Greenley. She tried not to stare at the men when she reached them.</div>
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“What can I do for you, Lady Greenley?” Gemma asked.</div>
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“Can I depend upon you to rescue me from these unruly young bucks? Take them about the garden, and see that they don’t scandalize my party, won’t you?” Lady Greenley demanded of Gemma, a wicked glint in the older lady’s gray eyes. With her crafty mannerisms and being rather boisterous for her age, no one dared to cross her.</div>
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“Of course, Lady Greenley,” Gemma answered politely.</div>
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Both men grinned at her. The direct attention from both James and Jasper heated her skin with an embarrassing blush. There was nothing decent in either of their gazes. She could understand a look like that from James, after what they had shared, but Jasper? He should not be eyeing her form with such a bold look of appreciation like he did at that exact moment.</div>
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Lady Greenley watched this odd triangle of looks with an arched brow of interest, and Gemma thought she saw the old woman hide the beginnings of a smile beneath her ridiculously foppish bonnet. Where James’s gaze seemed to outline every curve of her body with speculation, Jasper’s gaze had the deep sensual sweep of such force that she almost felt his hands stroking her rather than his eyes…it was a knowing gaze, like he knew just how the flesh of her breasts would tighten, her legs tremble and her breath quicken beneath his touch…</div>
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“Why, is that really you, Miss Haverford?” James exclaimed with a broad smile and a deep bow. It did little to dispel the ensnaring enchantment of Jasper’s heated gaze which distracted her from James.</div>
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Gemma forced a soft laugh, letting James take her hand and kiss it, but the tingling rush of contact she expected did not come. His voice did not seem quite the same as the night before, perhaps because it was disguised by his whispering tone…</div>
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“Mr. Randolph, Mr. Holland, I’m so glad to see you both returned to Midhurst in good health.” Her gaze was strangely drawn back to Jasper, who watched her in deep concentration and she didn’t know what to make of his scrutiny. She nibbled her bottom lip, studying Jasper intensely. His shoulders were wide…a little wider than James’s now that she compared them so diligently.</div>
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James dropped her hand and glanced between her and Jasper, one brow raised.</div>
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“Er…we’re quite glad to be home, Miss Haverford,” James added, trying to draw her attention again. “I see Midhurst has treated you well over the years, Gemma.” His voice deepened, but still Gemma didn’t tear her gaze away from Jasper.</div>
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Was it possible to have a battle between a man and woman based on eye contact alone? She did feel as though she were battling this man, what she couldn’t understand was why. His lips twitched, her eyes narrowed and her heart gave a strange little flip in her chest when his gaze lowered, inch by inch to focus on her lips.</div>
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<i>We’re strangers, after all these years</i>. I should not be fascinated by him.</div>
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When he spoke to her, however, her body responded with a terrifying thrill of recognition.</div>
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“You are looking well, <i>Gemma</i>.” The way he caressed her name…she went suddenly pale. That voice! Jasper’s voice was the voice in the garden, the voice that belonged to the body which had…</div>
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<i>No, no! He could not be the man I</i>… Gemma wavered on her feet when a cloud seemed to cover her mind and she couldn’t quite control her legs enough to stay standing.</div>
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<b>Series</b>: Noble Pass Affaire</div>
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<b>Genre</b>: Contemporary Romance<br />
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<b>Release Date</b>: September 15, 2015</div>
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Ari Sincero is running away.<br />
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Running from the grueling touring schedule, the recording label's demands for more music, the constant pressure of being the lead singer of one of the world’s most famous rock band. Hell, he needs a vacation. Maybe then he can breathe, possibly write his first song in three years, and oh yes, drink himself into an oblivion so he can forget the guilt relentlessly dogging him.<br />
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The best laid plans…<br />
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Blackmailed by her evil twin into a vacation she doesn’t want, loan officer Neveah Morgan arrives at the hotel in Noble Pass, Colorado, questioning her career and horrible choices in men—and ends up playing roomie with a rock star. With his sexy tattoos, body that won’t quit and eyes full of secrets and pain, Ari practically flashes Caution: Danger Ahead. Falling into the bed of a rock star is crazy. Falling for him is even crazier. Especially when he’s in love with a ghost and intends to return to his world of rock 'n roll and meaningless sex—a world she doesn’t fit in.<br />
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Maybe what happens in the mountains should stay in the mountains. Unless it means losing the love of a lifetime…<br />
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“Here we go.” The concierge swung the door to the hotel suite open and Neveah rolled her eyes. Jesus Christ, he was so damn happy he practically chirped.<br />
She followed him in and halted just inside the luxuriously appointed suite. Shock and pleasure rooted her feet to the floor, the same as it had outside the resort and in the lobby. Was there anything about this place not screaming history, wealth and beauty? In the common area of the room, two large, high-back arm chairs and a wide, long sofa gathered around a huge fireplace and mounted flat-screen television big enough to satisfy the manliest of man caves. An oak dining room table flanked by matching chairs decorated the other side of the open floor plan, while a surprisingly roomy kitchen occupied the farthest end of the room. A quartet of floor-to-ceiling windows granted a breath-stealing view of Lake Noble, mountains and the small village of Noble Pass in the distance. Gorgeous, she breathed. Just gorgeous.<br />
“Here’s your living and dining room combination. Of course, you have full access to the main dining room with all of your meals covered by the hotel. But, just in case you decide to eat in, you have a fully appointed kitchen. You have a tower suite, so there are two balconies. That door there,” he pointed to a door she’d mistaken for a window, “leads to one, and there’s another in the second bedroom.” He waved a hand toward the closed door on the left side of the suite.<br />
The closed door slowly creaked open, revealing the man she would be roomies with for the next seven days.<br />
The rest of the concierge’s spiel fell on deaf ears. She couldn’t catch anything beyond the dull roar reverberating in her head like noise in an empty, vast cave.<br />
Tattoos.<br />
Lots of them.<br />
They swirled in vivid tones of red, blue, purple and black from his wrists, up muscular arms to disappear under a dark, vintage AC/DC T-shirt. More stark lines crept from under his collar and up the strong column of his neck. Most people would’ve probably called his skin “olive,” but that would’ve been a misnomer. It was golden. As if God Himself had trapped liquid sunshine in His hand and created this man out of it.<br />
Tearing her gaze from the strange allure of his throat, she dragged her study down his wide shoulders to his narrow hips and long legs encased in loose denim. He was tall, lean but with a whipcord power not unlike a very large predator.<br />
Sleek, beautiful, controlled…dangerous.<br />
She retraced her visual journey, eager to glimpse the face accompanying this body and rivaling the view outside the bank of windows. Jesus, he managed to pilfer her breath just standing there fully clothed. Naked, he would send a woman into a lust-induced cardiac arrest.<br />
Now there was one for the medical journals…<br />
Oh. Shit.<br />
A sinful, carnal mouth was emphasized by a dusting of dark-brown facial hair above his top lip and along his chin and jaw…and the small, black hoop piercing one corner of his slightly plumper bottom lip.<br />
A black baseball cap shielded his eyes, but she didn’t need to see them to know they would be a startling shade of gold and green, exotic, unique. No, she didn’t need to see them because the mouth was enough.<br />
She could never mistake it. Hell, she’d stared at and fantasized about those sensual curves since she was eighteen.<br />
“Hello, Mr. Riley.” The hotel employee beamed, wielding his perpetual cheeriness on the tatted, pierced, brooding newcomer like a sledge hammer. “You’re suite mate has arrived. I’d like you to meet Neveah Morgan.”<br />
Mr. Riley?<br />
Suite mate.<br />
Her heart pummeled her chest wall and the thunder in her ears grew louder, but for a different reason. Not nerves. But a very feminine fear and excitement.<br />
And confusion.<br />
Either the staff here was incredibly discreet or they didn’t get out much. Or watch television. Or listened to the radio.<br />
Because the last name of the man standing several feet away from her, shoulders squared, arms crossed and feet spread in a don’t-fuck-with-me stance wasn’t Riley. It was Sincero.<br />
She closed her eyes, ordered herself to breathe and not run screaming out the door and hotel and down the mountain like a lunatic. Hysterics wouldn’t serve to accomplish anything but a severe case of hypothermia. And with her return ticket home scheduled for next Monday—a week from now—and predicted snow possibly shutting down the mountain road, she was good and stuck.<br />
Yup.<br />
Thanks to her sister, it looked like she would be spending her vacation with a rock star.<br />
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The <b><i>Noble Pass Affaire</i></b> series includes five stand-alone books that can be read in any order. Each author picked a different month for their couple to stir up mayhem, fun and romance at a gorgeous mountain resort. So, pick a month, y'all, and get ready to FLIRT! - The Chick Swagger Chicks<br />
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Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey and Linda Howard many years ago. Though her first attempt at writing a romance novel at age 11 never saw the light of day, her love of romance and writing has endured. Now, she spends her time creating stories of unique men and women who experience the dizzying heights of passion and the tender heat of love.<br />
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">The Wraith Of Carter's Mill</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Date Published:</span><span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"> March 31, 2015</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">The Wraith of Carter’s Mill chronicles five generations of women from the turn </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">of the century to present day. It depicts in startling detail the result of an old curse and </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">the wraith that haunts the family. Sensitives, The Guardians and The Forgotten tell the tale </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">while the fourth shocking segment, Carter’s Mill provides the back-story. It reveals the </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">shameful truth behind a century of sorrow and the curse of revenge that plagues the </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Carter women.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Zeb, the Carter family patriarch, is a hard, callous man. He runs his thriving </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">sawmill, farm and family with an iron fist. When he commits an incredible act of </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">cruelty, he ignorantly brings a terrible curse down upon all his kin. Martha Thompsons’ </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">prophecy proves true as the family falls into ruin, and the women pay the price.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Almost a century after Zeb’s death, a Carter daughter is born with notable yet </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">uncanny gifts. It will be up to Shyanne to unearth a long buried family secret and set an </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">old wrong back to rights. Will she find a way to lift the curse and banish the accursed </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">wraith that haunts her? If she fails, she risks losing her own little girl to the dark entity </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">A small North Carolina community, where everyone knows everyone sets the </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">perfect stage for this suspenseful drama. Rich in history and southern culture, The </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Wraith of Carter’s Mill harkens back to a time when life was simpler, and superstition </span></div>
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Book 1 - SENSITIVES <br />
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Chapter 1 - Summer 1955 <br />
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Libby Carter made the long walk back <br />
from Mr. Johnny’s store as quickly <br />
as she could. Mama was waiting. She had <br />
been sent for a box of borax, and it was <br />
excruciatingly heavy to her reed-like, <br />
eight-year-old arms. The lingering <br />
sweetness of the Coca Cola that Mr. <br />
Johnny had given her still hovered faintly in <br />
her mouth. He had insisted that she take it, <br />
even though she had told him she did not <br />
have a nickel with which to pay for it. <br />
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“It’s hot as blazes out there, <br />
girl. I know you’re thirsty,” he <br />
had said as he pulled the icy glass bottle <br />
from the drink box. “Sit out there on <br />
that bench in the shade a minute and cool <br />
off, and put the bottle in the drink crate <br />
when you’re done,” he had <br />
added as he patted her on the head. <br />
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There had been three men sitting on </div>
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high-backed wooden chairs in a cluster in <br />
the middle of the store. One of them <br />
picked lazily at a guitar while the other two <br />
eyed her as they whispered. Mr. Johnny <br />
noticed it too, but pretended he did not. <br />
He was always nice to her but acted <br />
nervous when she was in the store. <br />
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Libby had obediently taken the proferred <br />
Coca Cola, thanked the storekeeper as <br />
she always did and went outside to sit on <br />
the bench. The windows and glass double <br />
doors were propped open in an effort to <br />
catch as much summer breeze as possible. <br />
Only the screens separated her from the <br />
conversation within. <br />
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One of the men had said to Mr. Johnny, <br />
“Hey Johnny, you gone go up to the <br />
Carter place and collect a nickel’s <br />
worth later on?” One of the other <br />
men had laughed loudly while the third <br />
continued to pick at his guitar, ignoring the <br />
other as he tried to tune his instrument. Mr. <br />
Johnny responded in an urgent but hushed <br />
tone that did not hide his disdain for the </div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">C. Evenfall grew up on the Crystal Coast of North Carolina. In many ways, her community was </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"> As with any such place, the area was rich with ghost lore and old tales of “people done wrong.” C. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Evenfall, a child seen and not heard, hovered as close as she dared, listening to the old stories when </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">the adults got together talking about old times. She also spent many nights with the sheet pulled </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"> A paranormal encounter when she was just six years old, experienced by two other people at the </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"> Life has taken her many places, but today, C. Evenfall resides with her husband in the same fishing </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Author’s Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/CEvenfall" rel="nofollow" style="color: #08527b;">https://www.facebook.com/CEvenfall</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Author’s Blog: <a href="http://cevenfall.wordpress.com/" rel="nofollow" style="color: #08527b;">http://cevenfall.wordpress.com/</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Amazon Author Page: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/C.-Evenfall/e/B00MSV6YT0" rel="nofollow" style="color: #08527b;">http://www.amazon.com/C.-Evenfall/e/B00MSV6YT0</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Goodreads: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8508982.C_Evenfall" rel="nofollow" style="color: #08527b;">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8508982.C_Evenfall</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Twitter: C. Evenfall@CEvenfall2</span></div>
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Title: The Second Wife<o:p></o:p></div>
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Author: Kishan Paul<o:p></o:p></div>
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Release Date: October 14,
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<i>If you want to live, you must let go of the past...</i><br />
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Twenty-eight-year-old Psychologist, Alisha Dimarchi, is abducted by an obsessed
client and imprisoned in his Pakistani compound for over two years. Forced to
change her name and live as his second wife, her life is filled with trauma and
heartbreak. Thrust into a world of violence and oppression, Alisha must fight
not only to keep herself alive but to protect the lives of the people she now
considers family. At night, she retreats into her memories of the only man she
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Thirty-two-year-old handsome surgeon, David Dimarchi, has spent the last two
years mourning the disappearance of his wife. After a painful and isolated
existence, he begins the process of healing. It is then that he is visited by a
stranger, who informs him that his wife is very much alive and needs his help.
In a desperate attempt to save her, David enlists the help of a Delta Force
Operative. Together they find themselves in the center of more than just a
rescue mission. Will he be able to reach her in time and if he does, will she
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Second Wife is a poignant story of love, domestic violence, and mental
strength. It grabs you by the throat and doesn't let go until you've finished
the last page. No wait, it doesn't let go at all… I had the pleasure of
betareading it, and the wide range of emotions it stirred in me are still right
under the surface."</i> – Lea Bronsen
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real to me as anyone else because her story isn’t some forgettable fictional
work. No way you are walking away from this one the same way. I actually took a
break between this novel and my next one. I wasn’t ready to begin another
journey just yet. Amazing work, Kishan Paul.” –</i> Kristen Shanchez, reader<o:p></o:p></div>
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From daring escapes by tough women to chivalrous men swooping in to save the
day, the creativity switch to Kishan Paul’s brain is always in the “on”
position. If daydreaming stories were a college course, Kish would have
graduated with honors.<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua",serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
Mother of two beautiful children, she has been married to her best friend
for over seventeen years. With the help of supportive family and friends, she
balances her family, a thriving counseling practice, and writing without
sinking into insanity.<o:p></o:p><br />
Her novel, Blind Love, is currently available through most major ebook sites
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>by Lorhainne Eckhart</b></i></span></div>
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<b>Series</b>: Wilde Brothers, #0.5-#5</div>
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<b>Genre</b>: Women’s Fiction/Contemporary Romance</div>
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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lorhainne Eckhart brings you THE WILDE BROTHERS THE COMPLETE COLLECTION, which includes all the stories in this big family romance series. A series that will rock your world.<br />
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MEET JOE, LOGAN, BEN, JAKE & SAMUEL<br />
—Hard Headed but bless those Wilde Brothers – Reviewer, Joyce<br />
—“Tissue's. You deserve an award for the best written books I have read in a long time.” Sonya<br />
—“Warning: Emotional!” Bookzilla<br />
--“Two people find unexpected answers to those life altering questions when the are brought together in a search for a lost child.”<br />
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THE ONE: You never know when you’ll suddenly meet the one!<br />
THE HONEYMOON: Joe surprises his new wife with a honeymoon that’s anything but expected.<br />
FRIENDLY FIRE: After a roadside bomb ends his career in the marines, Logan Wilde struggles to put his life back together, taking a job as a sheriff in a small Idaho town. He expects a quiet, peaceful life that will bore him to tears…until he walks through the door of Julia Cooper’s cafe.<br />
NOT QUITE MARRIED: Logan has his work cut out for him in getting Julia to the altar.<br />
A MATTER OF TRUST: If Ben Wilde is sure of one thing, it’s that Carrie Richardson is trouble.<br />
THE RECKONING, A Wilde Brothers Christmas: Some scars just don’t heal.<br />
TRADED: Jake Wilde has two loves and neither is going his way.<br />
UNFORGIVEN: Samuel Wilde has an unbreakable bond with his brothers. That is until one woman comes between them.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>by Jerrie Alexander</b></i></span></div>
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<b>Series</b>: A Noble Pass Affaire Novella</div>
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<b>Genre</b>: Romantic Suspense</div>
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<b>Cover Designer:</b> <a href="http://mistydietz.com/book-covers/" target="_blank">Misty Dietz</a><br />
<b>Release Date</b>: September 15, 2015</div>
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<i>There is no such thing as accident; it is fate misnamed.</i><br />
-Napoleon Bonaparte<br />
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Elle Reagan isn't about to stand by and let a con-artist get away with stealing her grandmother’s life savings. While the legal system moves at a snail's pace, Elle promises to bring him to justice. She follows him to a ski resort in Colorado, where she hopes to get the evidence needed to put him away for good. But she didn't count on her roommate being a distraction, because he wasn't supposed to be her brother’s best friend.<br />
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Detective Logan Ford has denied his desire to take Elle into his arms since they were teenagers, but when his partner asks him to follow her to Castle Alainn to keep her out of trouble, Logan finds himself unable to refuse her. He agrees to help catch a thief instead of convincing her to pack her bags and go home. To make matters worse, he can’t seem to remember why he should keep his distance from the delectable, infuriating, independent Elle.<br />
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Elle and Logan surrender to their attraction, but as their passion ignites, her plot is discovered. A killer will do whatever it takes to silence her and destroy a love that was destined to last a lifetime.<br />
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Logan's willingness to support her, to help her right this wrong, touched her heart. For him to agree so easily spoke volumes. He was doing this for her. Deep down she'd known it for years. Had she and Logan been in love all this time and ignored or refused to admit it? Had fate given her the chance to answer that question?</div>
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"Thank you." She slid her hand across the table palm up. He wrapped his fingers through hers and squeezed.</div>
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"Let's get to it." Logan asked for the bill, signed it, and then stood.</div>
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She took his hand and walked to the elevator. The doors had closed when Elle remembered Nicki's request. "What do you think Nicki wanted?" Elle laughed when his right eyebrow lifted. "Besides your body."</div>
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"My money. I suggested that I might be disappointed in my current investment strategy."</div>
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"Smart. You should call when we get to the room."</div>
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"No. Let her wait. After Liam and Alana turn them away, I'm willing to bet that I'll become a serious target."</div>
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"If they come after you, anything you learn can be used against them. Right?"</div>
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"Right." Logan slid his card key into the door lock.</div>
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"Then I hope that works, even if it requires exposing you to that female piranha."</div>
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Logan glanced over his shoulder. "I'm touched that you'd worry about me."</div>
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"You misunderstand. I worry that you'll fall under her spell and slip up," she said, walking past him into the suite.</div>
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His laugh followed her. She loved the quick and hearty sound. It made her knees weak as hell.</div>
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"Okay, smart girl. Get out your laptop." He pulled his cell from his pocket. How could he switch from oozing sex to serious detective mode in the blink of an eye?</div>
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Elle set her laptop on the bar, turned it on, and waited for it to boot up. Logan was still on the phone when the program loaded. He winked at her. That simple gesture sent her heart dancing in her chest.</div>
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"What's your email address?"</div>
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She answered him and then retrieved a coffee pod, dropping it in the dispenser and pressing the on button. Not that she needed the caffeine. Her nerves were already spring boarding around her body like a kid on a trampoline.</div>
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"Fix me a cup too, please."</div>
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"What do we do next?" She selected another pod and waited for the first cup to finish.</div>
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"My friend is sending a program for me to install on your laptop. It's top of the line and should open your stolen files." Strong hands slid around her waist, pulling her close.</div>
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A student of creative writing in her youth, Jerrie set aside her passion when life presented her with a John Wayne husband and two wonderful children. Her love for romantic suspense inspires her to write alpha males and kick-ass women. Her characters weave their way through death and danger to emerge stronger, because of, and on occasion, in spite of, their love for each other. If they’re tough enough, they live happily ever after.<br />
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Jerrie lives in Texas, denies having an accent, thrives on sunshine, children’s laughter, sugar (human and granulated), and researching for her heroes and heroines. She loves to hear from her readers. Find a complete list of her books at <a href="http://www.jerriealexander.com/" target="_blank">http://www.jerriealexander.com</a> or contact her at jerrie@jerriealexander.com.<br />
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<b>SCATTERED ASHES by Annie Anderson</b></div>
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<b>Genre: Paranormal Romance</b></div>
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<b>Release Date: OCTOBER 27, 2015!</b></div>
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Aurelia Constantine is having a rough century. </div>
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Plagued by visions of murder, death and destruction, she has resigned herself to the nightmare her life has become. When an enemy from her past comes to her rescue, she must let go of old wounds and heal the breach so she may survive the evil poisoning her mind. </div>
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Rhys Stevens is guilty. </div>
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Murder. Betrayal. Treason. Take your pick; he’s guilty of them all. On the path of redemption, he must beg for forgiveness from the one person he fought to save - the woman he has always loved. </div>
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Thrown together in the trenches of war, they must work as a team to stop a monstrous puppet master from pulling their strings.</div>
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<i>Ashes, ashes. We all fall down.</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>ANNIE ANDERSON</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6666666666667px; line-height: 20.8266677856445px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">A lot happened after Martin Luther posted his 95 theses on the castle church door in Wittenberg. But the fallout was not simply the start of Protestantism. The Roman Catholic Church also recast itself in response to Luther’s call for reforms. And contrary to common belief, Martin Luther did not set out to start a new church. Rather, he was trying to reform the church that already existed by reemphasizing its essence—namely, the “good news” (the gospel) that Jesus forgives and saves sinners.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6666666666667px; line-height: 20.8266677856445px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The unity of the church was broken when the pope rejected this call for reform and excommunicated Luther, starting a chain of events that did lead to the institutional fracturing of Christendom and to a plethora of alternative Christian theologies. But, as many – including conservative Catholics – now admit, the church did in fact need reforming. Today, the church – including its Protestant branches – also needs reforming. Some of the issues in contemporary Christianity are very similar to those in the late Middle Ages, though others are new. But if Luther’s theology can be blamed – however unfairly – for fragmenting Christianity, perhaps today it can help us recover the wholeness of Christianity.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>by Laura Trentham</b></i></span></div>
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<b>Series</b>: Spies and Lovers, #1</div>
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<b>Genre</b>: Historical Romance - Regency</div>
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<b>Release Date</b>: August 25, 2015</div>
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<b>Keeping her safe is difficult, keeping a proper distance from her is downright impossible.</b><br />
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Lady Lily Drummond understands only too well the danger of spy work. Her father, a preeminent master spy, has been missing for months, and her brother barely survived his final mission for the Crown. Lily is still determined to help find her father, no matter how hard her brother and his best friend try to keep her in the dark.<br />
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Busy trying to untangle the web of deceit surrounding the Earl of Windor’s disappearance, Crown spy Gray Masterson also has to ensure Lily Drummond, the gangly, awkward child who was his constant shadow growing up, doesn’t get herself ruined at her London debut. But the girl with scraped knees and elbows has evolved into a lush, sensual beauty surrounded by a bevy of suitors.<br />
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Realizing Lily is going to investigate on her own if he doesn’t let her join the hunt for her missing father, Gray assumes he can give Lily a few minor tasks to pacify her, but he quickly learns she is a valuable asset. Moreover, she fairly crackles with life and warmth—things he craves after his dark years in service.<br />
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<i>Warning: This book contains spies, scandals, naughty liaisons in houses of ill repute, men who think they know everything and women who know they do not. </i><br />
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Lily slyly watched Gray confront Montbatton and then execute a courtly bow to Lady Abbott. How long before her reckoning? Only a few minutes had passed. Not nearly long enough for her heart to slow. He approached—not with angry mincing steps or even hurried anxious ones, but in a casual loose-limbed saunter.</div>
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Gray had been lanky in his youth, but he’d always possessed an unusual agility and grace. Seemingly never feeling awkward in his body, he moved with a compelling confidence that had only grown more telling over the years. A broad, deep chest and narrow, lean hips complemented indecently muscled legs. Not that she had made a close examination, heavens no, but she could hardly miss them flexing during their dance.</div>
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Perhaps he wasn’t the tallest or the most handsome man in attendance, but there was something about him. In fact, several ladies’ heads turned when he passed them by. Not that he noticed, because his gaze pinned her like an insect on display.</div>
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Not smiling nor frowning, his face revealed not a single clue to his mood. He stopped directly in front of her, cocked one foot in front of the other and clasped his hands behind his back. A purely masculine stance that, along with his silence, set her nerves jangling.</div>
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She tucked several escaped tendrils back into pins and then opened and closed her fan a few times. Unable to tolerate another second of the increasing tension, she yielded, feeling somehow as if she’d lost the first skirmish of a war. “We meet again, Mr. Masterson. Mayhap did you learn anything interesting?”</div>
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His eyes, vibrantly green and arresting even partially shielded behind his spectacles, shimmered with an emotion she couldn’t interpret. “I learned Montbatton is indeed in pursuit, and you should expect an offer. He informed me most vehemently to pass that information on. Lady Abbott thought it highly amusing I didn’t know your name. And lastly, I discovered Lady Lily should be in the corner with her chaperone.”</div>
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“Very impressive, but did anyone reveal my name?”</div>
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“Absolutely no one.” A single eyebrow arched above the rim of his spectacles.</div>
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Her shoulders, which at some point had bunched toward her ears, relaxed, and she tapped her fan against her lips to stem a victorious smile. “And I was so looking forward to another dance. Mayhap I’ll help you find your wayward friend instead. Over here did you say?”</div>
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A dark-haired matron in a red dress occupied the corner in question. She sat upright in a chair next to a ficus and, at first glance, appeared to be serenely observing the tableau of couples on the dance floor. The only indications she was soundly asleep were her closed eyes and slightly agape mouth. Her Aunt Edie was quite possibly the most worthless chaperone in all of England, which suited Lily perfectly. She’d no desire to relinquish the relative freedom she enjoyed in the country.</div>
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“That’s certainly not your debutante,” Lily said. “Come, let’s stroll while we look.”</div>
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“God’s teeth, that’s most likely her chaperone. Sound asleep while Lily runs wild.” Gray sounded truly aghast.</div>
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“Yes, your friend might be in the company of the worst sort of rogue who inappropriately whisked her away.” A cough covered her spate of giggles.</div>
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“Indeed.” His tone turned solemn. “She’s a highly impulsive chit not used to male attention. No doubt, she’d be easily lured into an indiscretion by a charming smile or prestigious title.” He tutted. “They’d only be after her dowry, poor thing.”</div>
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She sucked in a huge breath, ready to unleash her tongue, but his next words ripped the air from her lungs.</div>
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“Would you care to take a turn in the gardens as I haven’t earned a dance?”</div>
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“What about your friend? Shouldn’t you find her? What if she waits for you?” Her words spilled out too quickly. How many times had Rafe told her to never enter the gardens with a gentleman? At least a hundred. Although it was only Gray. If any man could be trusted, it would be him. Wouldn’t it?</div>
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“I was to surprise her tonight. She doesn’t even know I’m attending. We won’t be long, just a breath of fresh air. It’s rather stuffy, isn’t it?”</div>
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“I suppose a very brief turn in the garden wouldn’t hurt. It is awfully close in here.” Lily snapped her fan open and cooled herself with frenzied flicks of her wrist. Was it the crush of people or his suggestion making her feel so heated?</div>
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I was born and raised in a small town in Northwest Tennessee. Although, I loved English and reading in high school, I was convinced an English degree equated to starvation! So, I chose the next most logical major - Chemical Engineering- and worked in a hard hat and steel toed boots for several years. Now I live in South Carolina with my husband and two children. In between school and homework and soccer practices, I love to get lost in another world, whether its Regency England or small town Alabama.<br />
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Emily McPhee is in the clutches of a monster… </div>
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Despite the protection of her boyfriend Seth Connors and his colleagues with the Orange Police Department, Emily is imprisoned in a basement by her psychopathic stalker Jimmy Lasko. His bizarre behavior adds to her terror, and a video link forces Seth to witness her captivity, leaving him feeling helpless as he, the OPD, and the FBI search for her. </div>
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Freedom isn’t free, and safety is just an illusion… </div>
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Though Emily escapes the basement, the threat is far from eliminated. In fact, things she learned while being held by Lasko lead her to believe he isn’t working alone. Lasko is still out there, determined to get her back, and crazier than ever. If he does have a partner, Emily has no idea where the threat might lie or who she can trust. </div>
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It’s impossible to live a normal life when family ties become tangled. </div>
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Emily is deeply hurt when Seth is reminded that their relationship might endanger her further and he pulls away again. She’s even more frustrated when her globe-trotting mother returns and is charming to everybody…except her own daughter. </div>
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When Emily meets Seth’s family, she loves his mom and little sister, isn’t sure what to make of his flirtatious brother—who is also a cop—and finds herself very uneasy around his father, who is a powerful attorney. </div>
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An avid reader of James Patterson, J.L. Drake has often found herself inspired by his many stories of mystery and intrigue. </div>
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<b>Wendi Wise is a troubled young woman who snorts her breakfast through a straw and spends more time in rehab than in the real world… </b></div>
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Wendi was lured away from a local skating rink, at the age of thirteen, and held captive in a place she calls 'The House of Horrors.' Dumped off blindfolded on the side of a dirt road, Wendi soon discovered that she was addicted to the drugs they fed her while she was captive. </div>
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Too scared to go home, and having a new habit to deal with, she hopped on a bus, vanishing from the family she loved. </div>
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Now, eight years later, she's on a mission—a mission to find the mysterious house from her youth and the monsters who dwell inside it.</div>
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<b>Present Day</b>I lost my straw three hours ago, which sucks because it was my favorite one. Getting up to look for it seems like a painstaking, insurmountable task right now, but I pull myself up to a sitting position and swing my legs over the side of the bed. The “bed” is nothing more than a dingy, rust-colored mattress that lies on the floor of a two-room basement apartment in Albuquerque, New Mexico.<br />
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All I can see are dust bunnies, mouse droppings, and the carcass of a cockroach. No straw. I let out a frustrated groan. I give up searching, stand back up, and pad across the hall to the tiny bathroom I share with my current boyfriend, Michael, or “Mick” when he thinks he’s cool. I plop down on the toilet, running my hands through my tangled mop of greasy black hair.<br />
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I wait for the pee to come. Then wait some more. I can remember one of my old AA mentors, telling me once why opiates interfere with bodily functions like peeing, for instance. It was something about wires in the brain getting crossed…I wish I had a stopwatch to time this affair, but then it finally comes and I let out a sigh of relief.</div>
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Mick’s clothes from the night before are strewn across the bathroom floor at my feet. Suddenly I have a thought, and begin rummaging through the pockets of a brown pair of khaki shorts that I remember him wearing last night. I find what I’m looking for: a tattered black wallet, worn out from age and being sat on all day long. I open it up and peer inside. It only contains two dollars, but that’s fine by me—all I need is one.</div>
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Besides the bedroom and bathroom, we have a small, windowless sitting area, a narrow galley kitchen, and a small extra bedroom that we use for trash and other random items. I move my cleaning to the living room, gathering up snack wrappers and empty Solo cups, and then carry them into the small silver garbage can under the kitchen sink. The sink is filled to the brim with two-day-old dishes, so I start filling the sink with water and shampoo.</div>
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I’ve been out of dish soap for weeks now, but the hair care product seems to get the job done so I don’t complain. The water from the faucet never gets hot because our gas got shut off months ago. If I want hot water, I have to boil it. This all sounds ridiculous, I know. This is the twenty-first century, but my addiction has me back in the Stone Age, because when you’re an addict, you don’t spend money on things like food, water, clothes, electricity…you spend it on drugs. At least the truly hardcore addicts like me do.</div>
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For the past six months, our daily life can be divided into three segments: looking for money to buy heroin, finding the drug, and then getting high. Oh, I almost forgot about the fourth segment: coming down from the drug—my least favorite time of day. Our entire life revolves around heroin and our bodies rely on it to function. It’s not about getting “high” anymore because I never feel lifted or high-spirited, or overly anything these days. We wake up feeling low and we need it to feel normal. Maybe they should change the expression to “getting normal” or “avoiding feeling like shit,” instead of “getting high.”</div>
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Besides my family, my greatest love in life is books. Reading them, writing them, holding them, smelling them…well, you get the idea. I’ve always loved to read, and some of my earliest childhood memories are me, tucked away in my room, lost in a good book. I received a five dollar allowance each week, and I always — always — spent it on books. My love affair with writing started early, but it mostly involved journaling and writing silly poems. Several years ago, I didn’t have a book to read so I decided on a whim to write my own story, something I’d like to read. It turned out to be harder than I thought, but from that point on I was hooked. My first and second books were released by Sarah Book Publishing: This Is Not About Love and Grayson’s Ridge. I’m a total genre-hopper. Basically, I like to write what I like to read: a little bit of everything! I reside in Floyds Knobs, Indiana with my husband, three children, and massive collection of books. I have a degree in psychology and worked as a counselor.</div>
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<b>Series: </b>Darkness Series #3<br />
<b>Genre: </b>Romantic Suspense<br />
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More than a year after her ordeal, Emily McPhee finally feels safe…</div>
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When she's not writing she loves to spend time with her family, travelling or just enjoying a night at home. One thing you might notice in her books is her love for the four seasons. Growing up on the east coast of Canada the change in the seasons is in her blood and is often mentioned in her writing. </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Better Date than Never Boxed Set (Books 7-10)</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>by Susan Hatler</b></i></span></div>
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<b>Series</b>: Better Date than Never, #7-#10</div>
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<b>Genre</b>: Contemporary Romance</div>
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<b>Release Date</b>: July 13, 2015</div>
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Better Date than Never Boxed Set (Books 7-10)<br />
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This book bundle includes four contemporary romance books (one novel and three novellas) from the bestselling series, Better Date than Never. Dating is so much easier when you have good friends to lean on. . . .<br />
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(Driven to Date, Book 7)<br />
When Jill Parnell’s promotion is nabbed by nepotism, she is offered another position on the partner-track, by pretending to date Ryan—the man who got her job.<br />
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(Up to Date, Book 8)<br />
Ginger Nielsen donates her decorating services to a charity auction and now must work for the one man with the power to break her heart.<br />
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(Déjà Date, Book 9)<br />
Melinda Morgan must complete her dad’s challenging Carpe Diem list in time to buy her beloved neighborhood bakery, but her plan gets complicated when the owner’s son, who broke her heart, comes back to town.<br />
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(Date and Dash, Book 10)<br />
Mary Ann Nielsen, an impulsive blonde beauty, accidentally bids on the wrong auction item and must use her winning bid to go on a reality TV dating show and pretend to be in love with sexy but irritating risk management analyst Trevor Brooks in order to win enough money to buy back her beloved grandmother’s bracelet.<br />
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Also be sure to get the USA Today Bestseller, Better Date than Boxed Set (Books 1-6). Happy reading!!<br />
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<b><u>Driven to Date, Book 7</u></b><br />
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I felt way too extravagant in the sexy, glittery gold, off-the-shoulder gown the sales woman had chosen. And people kept staring—mostly men. Sigh.<br />
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As I entered the ballroom, an usher appeared holding out his black tuxedo-jacket covered elbow. “Friend of the bride or groom?”<br />
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“Both.” Placing my hand on his arm, my eyes flicked up to his, and an electric jolt ran through me. Sexy hazel eyes. Dirty-blond hair. And a sensual smile. Ethan’s groomsman was hot. He even had a tan going on even though we were at the beginning of October. Maybe he’d just returned from a vacation. Where he was surfing. Because his upper body told me he used those muscles a lot.<br />
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His eyes crinkled as if he could tell exactly what I was thinking. “Since I can’t seat you in the middle of the aisle, why don’t I take you to the best available row? Unless you’re waiting for your date?”<br />
A zing heated my belly. This guy was smooth.<br />
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“He’s coming later.” I tilted my head, smiling back at him. The lie had rolled off my tongue easily, because this guy screamed bad boy and I had enough problems.<br />
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