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“Last Word” by Colleen Green ~ Series: The Amber Milestone; Book 1, Genre: Romance / Suspense, is Available NOW!

 

 

Last Words by Colleen Green
 
 
Series: The Amber Milestone; Book 1
Genre: Romance / Suspense


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Amber Milestone loves her job as a chef at Hale’s View, an upscale restaurant next to Hale Vineyards in Napa Valley, California. She works with her stepfather, who is a partner in the business with Mr. Hale. Amber has more than just a business relationship with Mr. Hale’s son, Jack. She is swept away by Jack’s handsome smile and charmed by his romantic side, which has no limitations when it comes to money or connections. Amidst the lush landscape of the vineyards, she finds herself in a world of seduction that blurs the line between true love and raw passion. Amber and Jack’s devotion to each other is tested by the corrupt world of money and power that threatens to destroy everything they have begun to build. Amber’s dreams of owning her own restaurant are within her reach, but everything comes with a price.
 
 
 

 

“Uninvited Love” Series: Killers in Paradise #1, by Author K.L. Humphreys, Genre: Romance Suspense is Available NOW!

Title: Uninvited Love
Series: Killers in Paradise #1
Author: K.L. Humphreys
Genre: Romance Suspense
Release Date: March 19, 2020
On what was supposed to be the happiest day of Chelsea Thompson’s life, she finds out that the man she loves unconditionally has been cheating on her. 
 
Instead of going on her honeymoon with her new husband, she flees all the way from Chicago to Lanzarote on her own. 
 
While she’s there, she meets her next door neighbor, Aaron Easton. He’s sexy, fun and makes her feel alive, but she’s adamant he will be just a friend. After experiencing rejection, and betrayal she doesn’t want to dive into another relationship, particularly when he lives so far away from her life in Chicago.
 
Aaron Easton has secrets. He’s made mistakes in his life but he’s trying to turn his life around. He’s doing a good job until he meets his new and beautiful neighbor.
 
For a man that had vowed never to get involved with another woman, he can’t help but be drawn to the beautiful Chelsea.
 
For two jaded people who don’t want to get involved with each other, it doesn’t take long for their red hot attraction to take over. Soon they’re breaking every rule they’ve ever made.
 
But there’s something that threatens their fledgling relationship. There’s a serial killer on the loose, he’s murdering women and leaving them on the beach. Now he has his sights set firmly on Chelsea and he will do whatever it takes to make her his next victim.
 
Will Aaron be able to keep Chelsea safe? If he does, what’s going to happen between them? Will she return to Chicago and back to her old life? Or will he be able to convince her that their love is real and worth a chance?


 

KL Humphreys lives in Ireland with the love of her life and her baby girl. In a way, the world has him to thank for her debut novel, Deadly Hunt. After years of thinking about writing the story that had been dying to get out of her head, she finally confided in her other half. He gave her all the encouragement she needed to get the story out, he has been with her every step of the way.

 

 
KL loves music, especially pop, R’n’B and rap and if she’s writing you will find it playing somewhere nearby. She also loves all romance novels but of course, Romantic Suspense is her go-to genre. When she isn’t writing it…it’s a good bet she is curled up somewhere reading it.

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Recently Released: “Hurt To Love” by Author Nikki J Summers, Genre: Dark Romance/Romantic Suspense is Available Now!

 

Title: Hurt to Love
Author: Nikki J Summers
Genre: Dark Romance/Romantic Suspense

Release Date: March 6, 2020

Blurb
After darkness,
always comes the light.
The darkness is
where I’ve lived ever since they took me all those months ago. Dragging me into
the shadows to play their sick and twisted games. I don’t know why they took
me. They talk about an eye for an eye, but I don’t know these men. How can I be
punished for a sin I know nothing about? A sin I didn’t commit.
They love to watch
me suffer, they live to make my life hell. I thought my life was over.
Until him.
He blazed through my
darkness like a lightning bolt, shining through the void of nothingness. He was
a force to be reckoned with.
They thought they’d
broken me, that somehow they’d won. But they didn’t expect him. I know I never
did. And now, my life will never be the same again.
CONTENT WARNING: HURT TO LOVE is a romance novel
written in shades of darkness and light. There are mature themes included
within the story that may make some readers uncomfortable. This includes:
kidnapping, captivity, violence, abuse, post-traumatic stress, bad language and
some dark and disturbing scenes.
Please heed these
warnings, and if you’re still intrigued to find out more about Cillian’s story,
then enjoy this crazy ride.
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Excerpt

They think they’ll
break me.
They think I’m weak.
An eye for an eye
they said, but this isn’t my atonement. How can you pay for a sin you never
committed? A sin, the depths of which you know nothing about.
When will enough be
enough?
For eight long,
torturous months, they’ve used every evil, fucked-up trick in their books to
make me crack and splinter. But I’m not made of glass, transparent and ready to
shatter. They think they’ll crush me, but I’m already dead inside. I died on
the day they took me, dragging me into the shadows to play with their demons.
I’m not even fit to have the title of toy like the others. They call me the
dog, but if they think I’ll ever be loyal, they’re wrong. I have teeth, and
when the time is right, I’ll bite back.
They won’t hear my
bark.
They won’t hear
anything from me.
Ever.
As children, we’re
foolishly told that sticks and stones may break our bones, but words will never
hurt us.
I have a new one.
Take my body, abuse
me hour after hour. But with my voice, I hold all the power.
Author Bio
Nikki J. Summers is a romance addict who loves to write
about strong, feisty heroines and dark, brooding alphas.
When she isn’t locked away in her writing cave, she’s
teaching primary school children, or lost in her kindle. She currently lives in
Staffordshire in the U.K with her husband and two children.

 

Release Blitz For: “A Wolfe’s Ruby” by Pixie Chica, Genre: Romance/Paranormal Suspense is Available NOW!

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Crime is in my blood, but I’ve still had to prove myself. I’m as evil as they come, murder second nature to me as I’m consumed by darkness. And now I’ve found my next target, a man that claims I’m his one. Bound by loyalty and love, which will I choose?

Kingston Wolfe
Shifter blood runs through my veins and I’m the last of my kind. I know I’m next, that it’s only a matter of time, so I came looking for retribution first. But the face of evil is disguised in beauty. Bound by revenge and love, which will I choose?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Available NOW! “Strings” by Author Dawn L. Chiletz, Genre: Contemporary Romance/Suspense/Lite Humor

Title: Strings
Author: Dawn L. Chiletz
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Suspense/Lite Humor
Release Date: March 6, 2020

 

When Natalia Pearson changes her identity and boards a plane for her new job, she swears she’s leaving her past and all the drama that comes with it behind her. 

That is… until she chooses between two empty plane seats and ends up right in the middle of Sebastian Corronov’s messy life. 
 
Agreeing to fake a relationship with a stranger for a few hours doesn’t seem like too much to ask for someone who’s trying to be a better person. But when their paths cross again, that temporary agreement becomes a much longer, sexier, and more spirited commitment. One she may like more than she cares to admit. 
 
We’re all attached to something. Some strings are invisible – until they’re not.
 
Bella motions two fingers from her eyes to me to let me know she’s watching me. It almost makes me snort-laugh. Watch me, bitch. Watch me all you want. Now that I’m looking right at her, I realize she reminds me of a girl back home who always acted like she was better than everyone else. I feel myself grimacing. She’s a rich girl who thinks she can have whatever she wants. I start to genuinely feel sorry for Sebastian. He seems like he’s being honest and she’s got coo-coo written on her face. So, I decide to do the only thing I can think of. I take his hand in mine and hold it on the armrest between us. Then I smile at her as I raise my voice. “Oh, Sebastian, darling, it’s not your fault. Some people are just crazy.”
I face forward in my seat and place our entwined hands on my thigh, knowing Bella is watching. “It’s only a couple of hours. I’ve got you,” I whisper, leaning toward him.
“Really? You are solid gold. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I’ll never forget this.”
“You’re lucky I have a big heart, Bash.”
“Bash?”
“I’ll call you whatever I want and you’ll like it.”
He smiles and my heart feels odd. Can helping someone actually make you feel good?
“Do you think perhaps I could know your name? I mean, we’re holding hands and you are my girlfriend for the next few hours.”
“S…” I stop myself. Shit, I almost gave him my old name. “Natalia… Natalia Pearson. My friends call me Nat.” It feels odd as it leaves my mouth. The truth is I have no real friends and I’ve never told a soul my new name before, unless you count Joey the Juggler when he forged all my new documents.
“And you’re okay with that?” he asks.
“What?” I question, wondering if I spoke my thoughts out loud.
“You’re okay that your friends refer to you as a cumbersome insect that flies in swarms and bites people?”
“Cumbersome? Grand? Solid gold? Who talks like that? What are you, sixty? And no, it’s not G-N-A-T like the bug. It’s Nat. It’s cute, like a cool chick you want to drink beers and play pool with.”
He scrunches his face and shakes his head. “I refuse to call you Nat. You’re too sweet to be a bug.”
I’m sure he thinks he’s being nice, and maybe someone else would see it as a compliment, but I’m not sweet. He doesn’t know me. And I’m kind of pissed he dissed my nickname for myself. I liked it perfectly well until now. Why is he ruining this moment for me?
“Then don’t say my name. It’s not like you’ll need to say it in the next one hundred and forty minutes or so we’ll be pretend dating.”
“True.”
He squeezes my hand and glances down at my fingers. I wonder if the pale pink color I chose suits a Natalia. I used to keep my nails a fire engine red, or sometimes black like my soul, but I’m not that girl anymore.
Dawn L. Chiletz resides in Illinois with her two boys and three dogs. She may not be a best-selling author yet, but she did have that little orange best-selling banner on Amazon for a few hours one time. When she’s not binge writing or reading, you’ll most likely find her on social media making a sarcastic comment or watching animal stories.
 
To find out more information, including her upcoming signings, please visit her website at: http://www.dawnlchiletz.com
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Cover Reveal For: “Hell Hath No Fury” by Author RC Boldt, Genre: Romantic Suspense, Release Date: May 19, 2020

 

 

Title: Hell Hath No Fury
Author: RC Boldt
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Cover Design: By Hang Le

Release Date: May 19, 2020
Blurb
Seven years ago, they took everything from me. My father. My
husband. My child.
When they stole my chance at justice, I vowed to get
revenge.
Then I met him.
He tempts that long-lost part of me, but his presence is a
reminder that betrayal lurks around every corner.
Their biggest mistake is underestimating my commitment for
vengeance.
They don’t realize that when it comes to a woman like me,
hell hath no fury.

 

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Death. 
Heartache. 
Vengeance. 
This isn’t
a tale for the tender-hearted, the judgmental, or those who refuse to think
outside the box and look at the broader picture. Those who think that
everything is black and white. Simple. Cut and dry. 
It’s not.
There’s always shades of gray. 
It’s easier
to say “I’d never” when you’re sitting safely at home with the people you love
most right by your side. When grief hasn’t woven itself so deeply in the fabric
of your DNA that it can never be unraveled. There can be no separation. And
even if you try, it would only result in you becoming a frayed and tangled
mess.
It’s easy
to say you’d never walk the treacherous moral tightrope. But you aren’t the one
who plummeted to the depths of hell, littered with the agony of loss and the
anger of injustice, and had to claw your way out.
This story
isn’t scrawled in bold black ink on pristine white pages. Marred, torn, and
blood-spattered, its chapters hold deep gouges inflicted by betrayal. 
This story
is about a woman who had everything taken from her.
And how she
took it all back.
Author Bio

 

RC Boldt
currently lives on the southeastern coast of the U.S., enjoys long walks on the
beach, running, reading, people watching, and singing karaoke. If you’re in the
mood for some killer homemade mojitos, can’t recall the lyrics to a particular
80’s song, or just need to hang around a nonconformist who will do almost
anything for a laugh, she’s your girl.
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Blog Tour: “Wild One” (Kings of Bourbon Falls; Book One) by author Lynne Leslie, Romantic Suspense is Available NOW!

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Title: Wild One
Author: Lynne Leslie
Series: Kings of Bourbon Falls; Book One
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 5, 2020

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Blurb

Five bad boys who’ve sworn bachelorhood. Five feisty women about to challenge them.
The Kings of Bourbon Falls are about to learn that when it comes to games of the heart, these ladies are all-in.

“Emmy Lou Graves is back.”

That’s all it took to turn my world upside down.

Twelve years ago, Emmy fled Bourbon Falls and the scandal surrounding her family, changing the course of both our lives. Left with a broken heart, I chose bachelorhood vowing to never give my heart again.

Until she struts into my distillery wearing those familiar red cowgirl boots.

Emmy Lou’s all grown up with the same wild that drew me to her still running in her veins.

But in a small town filled with old money, secrets don’t stay buried forever. Emmy Lou’s return for the truth has my protective instincts coming out to play and before long I’m trying to tame that wild once again.

This King of Bourbon Falls is about to come out with a winning hand.

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Excerpt

I park my Jeep in an empty spot in front of the huge building. After shutting off the engine, I rest my wrists over the steering wheel as I gaze out the window. It’s been a long time since I’ve stepped foot into Devils Mark Distillery. Atlas used to bring me here all the time, giving me tours, his voice full of excitement at the legacy he would soon inherit. At one time, I was sure I’d be by his side while he took it over. Until one night twelve years ago when my world was turned upside down.

It’s been just as long since I’ve seen Atlas in person. I’ve kept up with him in the Bourbon and Billionaires magazine. It’s rare that they have an issue that him or one of the other guys isn’t in. You can also find them in newspapers, online articles, or anywhere else people want to report about someone so important. The entire shit is a conundrum to me. The lifestyle is something a woman could only dream of. Luckily for me, I gave up on dreams a long time ago.

I figured it would make it easier if I could keep up with him. Watch as he took the bourbon world by storm. It didn’t take me long to realize what a mistake that was. Each time they pictured him with another woman, my heart cracked a little more. Until nothing was left but tiny shattered fragments. My heart still beats in my chest, but there’s nothing left of it anymore.

I flip the visor down so I can practice my smile in the mirror. After a few useless attempts, I smack it up with a frustrated growl.

No way do I want him to think I’m still holding on to something toward him. That shit sailed a long time ago. Particularly the week after I left, when I heard rumors that he fucked Alicia Barnes, my sworn archenemy. The girl who made my life a living hell throughout middle and high school. No doubt, he made sure the shit was plastered all over his social media just for me. It wasn’t enough that it was in words, though. He had to make sure pictures accompanied them. Pictures with enough evidence that it was hard to dispute the claims. Hell, they even made sure the more explicit ones ended up in my inbox. Never in my dreams, did I think my Duggie could be that cold, but I realized he stopped being my Duggie that night at the falls when he fucked me against his truck like I was just a warm pussy to slide into. That was when a chunk of my soul withered away.

The purr of an engine pulls me from my thoughts, and I glance to the left.

A leggy blonde steps out of the Porsche and readjusts the skirt that has ridden up. I pull in a sharp breath as recognition hits. Tabitha Warner. Real Estate heiress and Atlas James’s Friday.

I couldn’t find much about their relationship, much like the other six women. Just that all the names could be tied with Atlas and that each of them is never with him any other time of the week besides a specific day.

A woman for every day of the week.

I close my eyes as my heart pinches. Resting my head against the steering wheel, I debate on turning around and leaving. Not just this distillery, but also Bourbon Falls and never looking back, but no matter how tempting it is, my father deserves the justice that he never got while he was alive.

My lip curls as I think about everything I’ve dug up over the last few years since dad was killed in prison.

I lift my head and glare at the huge bay window looking over the parking lot. Something tells me it belongs to the man I loathe to lay my eyes on.

Steeling my spine, I yank the keys from the ignition and step foot into the sweltering heat.

This town is full of secrets and I’m going to dig them up whether or not they want to be found. Those secrets and the people hiding them are the reason my father went to prison for crimes he didn’t commit and there’re crimes he was eventually killed him for. I won’t stop until everyone involved is exposed. Their money doesn’t mean shit to me. I’m only going to give Atlas a heads up because of everything we once were to one another. What he does with the news is up to him, but I hope he stays out of my way and let me do the job I’ve been doing for a long time now.

I pull open the door that has the Devils Mark Distillery logo on it and step into the familiar building. The distillery is made up of four connected warehouses. One for each operation—the stills, the barrels, the fermentation, and the labeling. The front building that I walked into holds the guys’ offices, the tasting rooms, and conference rooms.

I stop at the round desk that has a plaque stating ‘Receptionist’ on it. The woman with the headset glances up with a plastic smile, holding up a finger and resumes her conversation with the person on the other end of the phone.

Once I catch pieces of her personal conversation, I roll my eyes and decide to find Atlas’s office on my own. It shouldn’t be hard. I imagine he took over the office his dad and grandfather both used.

Her voice is high-pitched as she hollers at me to stop, but I just hold up a hand and continue walking. If Atlas doesn’t want someone barging up to his office, maybe they should hire a better receptionist to make sure that doesn’t happen.

My lips twitch at her impatient huff.

My red boots clang against the steel steps leading up to the loft that holds their offices. The pretentiousness of it makes me want to roll my eyes. Arnold James, Atlas’s grandfather, always had a Lord of the Manor vibe to him. It made me want to roll my eyes the first time I met him. After everything I’ve found out, he also thinks him and the rest of the good old boys are untouchable because of the money they have. Little do they know; they haven’t had little Emmy Lou Graves nipping at their heels.

The entire network of men makes me sick. I can only hope that Atlas isn’t like that. A lot can change in twelve years, though, so I’ll not hold my breath.

I’m lifting my hand to knock on the office door when it’s pulled open before my knuckles connect with the wood.

The stench of sex causes my nose to wrinkle and my booted feet to take a quick step back.

The pang to my heart is harder to ignore this time.

Tabitha hasn’t caught sight of me yet, but Atlas has. His eyes flash too quick for me to pick up the emotion. Hardness settles on his face and a lazy smirk graces his lips. He holds my eyes as he grabs her by the ass and pulls her to him.

I fold my arms over my chest and lean against his door jamb with my feet crossed at the ankles. I raise a brow, urging him to continue while I pretend that watching this isn’t killing me inside.

And here I thought I was over this man I no longer recognize.

He slides his tongue into her mouth, his hands clenching on her ass as he pulls her closer, his eyes never leaving mine. I don’t give him the satisfaction of knowing the little display he’s putting on for my sake is making me feel anything other than indifference.

I hurt him when I left twelve years ago and there’s no doubt in my mind that he’s holding a mean fucking grudge. It’s what all these men do. I grew up around them from the time I was a little girl until we were all eighteen. I’ve seen the way they treat someone on the other end of their grudge. It’s not pretty, which is why I’m not surprised by the show he’s putting on now. The only advantage I have is that he doesn’t realize he can still get under my skin.

After what feels like hours, they break apart. Tabitha runs her hands over her hair, and when she turns my way, I wince at the hopeful look in her eyes. When I glance at Atlas, I can tell he spotted it too and a moment of regret crosses his face reminding me of the boy I used to know. My Duggie would have never callously used a woman like that before. Of course, if he was still my Duggie, we’d probably be married with a passel of babies by now.

Tabitha’s face heats with embarrassment as she scurries from the room with a muttered, “Excuse me.”

Atlas ambles back behind his desk and takes a seat, stapling his fingers together on top. “What can I do for you, Emmy?”

I stroll into the room, my hips swaying with each step, and take a seat in the leather chair in front of his desk. I cross one bare leg over the other, satisfaction flaring when his eyes follow the move. That is, until his eyes trail up the rest of me, pausing on my ample chest underneath my tight black tee, and making their way to my face.

Fire dances across my skin.

“I came to give you a heads up.”

Atlas leans back in his chair and laces his fingers behind his head. “For?” he drawls.

“I’m getting to the bottom of what happened twelve years ago.”

“Say that again?” he growls, leaning forward, hands once again clasped together on his desk.

“I’m going to find out what happened twelve years ago,” I repeat slowly. “We both know my daddy was innocent of what they accused him of.”

“You can’t be sure of that.”

My feet drop to the floor, and I lean forward resting my elbows on my knees. “Come on, Atlas. Give me better credit than that. You think I’d be back in this fucking town without proof?”

“What kind of proof?”

“Money trails.”

He snorts. “That doesn’t prove shit, Emmy, and you know it.”

I stand and brace my hands on his desk. “No. What I know is that those money trails lead right back to the fucking old money network that runs this damn town. They lead right to your father’s feet,” I snarl.

His eyes widen, my words catching him off guard. I want to laugh. Surely, he can see that even his father fucking stinks. This whole goddamn town does.

I sigh and sit back down. “Look, I just came here to give you a courtesy heads up. I’m going to be digging and there’ll be people who don’t want what I find to get out. Including the families that belong to you and the other four guys that now own this place with you.”

“You’re going to stir up a damn hornet’s nest, Em.”

I shrug. “Wouldn’t be the first time in the last twelve years.”

He lifts a brow, but I’ve had enough of being in his presence. Every time I look into his emerald eyes, I’m reminded of things that are better left in the past.

“There’s a lot about me you don’t know anymore, Atlas,” I reply. “I’m not the soft, naïve girl I was twelve years ago.”

His face hardens. “If you have proof of something, take it to the police, Emmy.”

I snort. “And have it thrown in the trash because these people own the police? No thanks. I can handle it.”

His eyes run down my body, this time in contempt. “Sure you can.”

Clucking my tongue, I stand and turn toward the door. Before I get there, I look back over my shoulder and admonish him. “You know that you should never judge a book by its cover, Duggie.”

He shrugs. “Yet it’s done every day.”

I roll my eyes and continue to the door.

“And Emmy?” he calls.

I pause with my hand on the door.

“It’s Atlas,” he states coldly.

Turning to look at him one last time, I run my eyes over him, taking in the features that are the same yet so different from the boy I knew so long ago. There’s a coldness to him that was never there before. A hardness that I’m familiar with seeing in my job. Though if I’m honest, it’s the empty eyes that get to me. They remind me so much of the men he swore he never wanted to be.

“I can see that,” I reply softly.

I watch my words hit their mark before I walk out the door.

At least now I understand the boy I loved so fiercely is long gone. The man behind that closed door is a stranger I’m glad I don’t know.

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Author Bio

Mom. Fiancee. Wine Drinker. Hot Mess. Even bigger Walking Disaster. Fluent Sarcasm Speaker. Word Writer. Collector of Readers Hearts. Taco Lover. Book Nerd.

Lynne lives in the quiet country with a bossy mister and two little divas. If you don’t catch her with her nose in a book or her fingers scribbling on paper, she’s usually right in front of the television with her family. She loves anything that glitters and has a weird habit of collecting pens. She thinks seafood is disgusting, beach sand is the devil, and Tom Hardy is life.

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Cover Reveal For: “Uninvited Love” (Killers in Paradise #1) by Author K.L. Humphreys, Genre: Romance Suspense, Release Date: March 19, 2020 ~ *Pre-Order Available!

Title: Uninvited Love
Series: Killers in Paradise #1
Author: K.L. Humphreys
Genre: Romance Suspense
Release Date: March 19, 2020
Cover Design: Simply Beautiful Cover Designs

On what was supposed to be the happiest day of Chelsea Thompson’s life, she finds out that the man she loves unconditionally has been cheating on her. 

 

 

 

Instead of going on her honeymoon with her new husband, she flees all the way from Chicago to Lanzarote on her own.
While she’s there, she meets her next door neighbor, Aaron Easton. He’s sexy, fun and makes her feel alive, but she’s adamant he will be just a friend. After experiencing rejection, and betrayal she doesn’t want to dive into another relationship, particularly when he lives so far away from her life in Chicago.
Aaron Easton has secrets. He’s made mistakes in his life but he’s trying to turn his life around. He’s doing a good job until he meets his new and beautiful neighbor.
For a man that had vowed never to get involved with another woman, he can’t help but be drawn to the beautiful Chelsea.
For two jaded people who don’t want to get involved with each other, it doesn’t take long for their red hot attraction to take over. Soon they’re breaking every rule they’ve ever made.
But there’s something that threatens their fledgling relationship. There’s a serial killer on the loose, he’s murdering women and leaving them on the beach. Now he has his sights set firmly on Chelsea and he will do whatever it takes to make her his next victim.
Will Aaron be able to keep Chelsea safe? If he does, what’s going to happen between them? Will she return to Chicago and back to her old life? Or will he be able to convince her that their love is real and worth a chance?

 


 

 

 

KL Humphreys lives in Ireland with the love of her life and her baby girl. In a way, the world has him to thank for her debut novel, Deadly Hunt. After years of thinking about writing the story that had been dying to get out of her head, she finally confided in her other half. He gave her all the encouragement she needed to get the story out, he has been with her every step of the way.

 

KL loves music, especially pop, R’n’B and rap and if she’s writing you will find it playing somewhere nearby. She also loves all romance novels but of course, Romantic Suspense is her go-to genre. When she isn’t writing it…it’s a good bet she is curled up somewhere reading it.

 

 

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New Release! “Midnight Son” (True Alaskans #2) by Author Michelle Pace, Genre: Romance Suspense/Contemporary Romance is Available Now!

Title: Midnight Son
Series: True Alaskans #2
Author: Michelle Pace
Genre: Romance Suspense/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 5, 2020 

 

Screams. Flames. Shivering alone in the bitter Alaskan night – That’s all I can remember from before.

 

 

 

I don’t know where I came from or who I am, and I’m fairly certain I don’t want to. I am absolutely certain about Andi Campbell, though; she’s my light at the end of the tunnel, but I can’t tell her that.
Most of True, Alaska, still shuns me because I won’t speak, but not The Campbells – and that would change if they ever found out what Andi and I did when her mother was missing last summer. Andi seems to agree, and we steer clear of each other now.
But Andi’s sister Delilah is getting married, and it’s impossible to avoid one another at Hennessy Cove, the secluded inn the bride and groom booked for their intimate ceremony. From the moment we touch down, something about the place fills me with dread. And every time I cross paths with the smiling innkeeper, I break out in a cold sweat.
Knowing Andi’s sleeping in the room next door just makes that fever worse.

 

 

 

 

Raised in small town Iowa, Michelle Pace is an international best-selling, multi-genre author. After studying theater and vocal music and directing and performing in numerous productions, Michelle went on to earn degrees in both liberal arts and nursing. 
 
Determined to avoid shoveling snow, she relocated to the Lone Star State with her husband, author L.G. Pace III. Michelle is a mother of three, and she enjoys traveling, live music, and is an enthusiastic amateur beer connoisseur. 
 
Still most at home while entertaining an audience, her mission is to write gripping fiction, not fairy tales.

 

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