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#NewRelease tour for VICTORIAN TOWN by Nancy Thorne @nthonewrites #YA #PNR #Romance #Mystery #TimeTravel @SoulMatePublish

VICTORIAN TOWN
by Nancy Thorne

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Eyes Wide Open by Cynthia Cooke @cynthiacooke5 #KindleWorlds @KindleWorlds #romanticsuspense #mystery #thriller #FREEonKU


Eyes Wide Open
The Phoenix Agency Kindle Worlds Novella

Cynthia Cooke



Jessica dreams of death--only now death has found her.

Psychic dreamer, Jessica Barnes has been on the run for most of her life, escaping a serial killer who invades her dreams making her watch as he slaughters the innocent. Each time he finds her, she escapes. Only this time, she is his next victim.

A Security Agent with the Phoenix Agency, Adam LaSalle, is no stranger to death. He saw his share as an MP in the Army but the hardest death of all, was that of his sister--torn from this world too soon. Now her killer is targeting the woman he has sworn to protect. The woman he has grown to love.

To stop this killer Jessica will have to do the unthinkable and let death in, forming a connection with a madman. And to stay alive? 
She’ll need to keep her Eyes Wide Open.



Purchase now on AMAZON





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If she can see evil, can evil see her? THROUGH HIS EYES by @AuthorDebCamp #Romantic #Suspense



Someone is stalking women and murdering them in Key West.

Psychics Levi Wolfe and Trudy Tucker join forces to help identify the murderer and stop him. Levi can channel the deceased victims and Trudy can tap into the mind of the killer. As a psychic detective team, they’re formidable. As lovers, they discover that they’re insatiable.

As they grow closer, Trudy wonders if Levi will ever completely trust her and let her know his heart. Levi struggles with his new, tender feelings toward Trudy and worries that she might be in over her head with him and with the case they’re working on.

Because if Trudy can see through the killer’s eyes, can the killer see her?




Adult (sexy)

“And he did kiss me good night. On the cheek,” Trudy added quickly when she saw the fury in his eyes. She brushed a finger against the right side of her face. “Right here.”

“Right where, exactly?” Levi stepped closer so that she had to tip back her head to see his face. He was suddenly so solemn!

“Here.” She touched her fingers to the spot.

“I’m going to erase that kiss,” he stated.

“What?” she asked, looking up into his face and laughing nervously. Oh. He wasn’t kidding!

“I’m going to obliterate it.”

Her mouth went dry and she couldn’t have moved if a bomb went off right beside her. Passion uncoiled in her belly and spread down to between her thighs as he dipped his head and his lips hovered above the spot on her cheek.

“Did you say . . . right here?”

“Yes.” She could barely make a sound, her heart thundered and her knees suddenly began shaking.

His lips touched her cheek with feather lightness. The tip of his tongue wet the spot and then he sucked gently before his mouth lifted. “All gone,” he whispered against her fevered skin. But he wasn’t finished. His lips found the spot again and then slipped sideways until they covered hers. She moaned and brought her hands up to clutch his forearms, using his strength to keep her upright as his kiss flamed from longing to voracious in the space of a breath.

He framed her head between his hands, holding her still so that his tongue could slip inside and ravage her mouth. She moaned again, her emotions whirling, swirling around inside her head and then spiraling down to her belly. He gave an answering moan and rocked his hips into her, making her blazingly aware of what she was doing to him. And, oh! What he was doing to her. How could this be happening to her? So fast! Around men, she’d always moved slowly. But not with this man. With Levi, he couldn’t move fast enough to suit her. She wanted him naked and inside her. Not now. But ten minutes ago.

When he lifted his mouth from hers, she was breathless. So was he. He leaned his forehead against hers and closed his eyes. “I don’t want to share you, Trudy.” His hands fell away from her and he stepped back. Then took another step back, as if for good measure. “I won’t share you.”

“Share?” she asked, her head still buzzing. She was fairly certain that he kissed better than most men made love. “Do you have the right to make that demand?”

He seemed confused, uncertain. “It’s never been an issue with me before. With others . . . well, I didn’t give a damn, but you—.” He shook his head and his mouth firmed in a line of determination. “If we take this further, I don’t want another man touching you.”

The buzz was gone. She pulled herself up and felt her lips part in astonishment. “And what about you? How will that work for you? Will you tell every other woman to keep her hands off you? That you’re taken?” When he didn’t answer immediately, she knew she’d made him think, made him reassess his stipulation. “You’re not going to answer my question?”

He drew in a deep breath and shut his eyes, suddenly looking defeated. “Look, just keep your phone ringer on and make sure you charge it every night.” His voice was hoarse. “I never again want to experience what I just went through during the past few hours. Never. Never again.” Then he turned away from her and pushed open the door.

“That’s it?” she asked, making him pause in the doorway.

“That’s it for now,” he rejoined. “I need to sleep.” He stepped out into the night and it swallowed him. “Lock this door behind me.” His voice floated into the RV, but Trudy stood still, irritation rising in her at his brusque command. “Now, Trudy. Lock it now.”

She held her ground. “I’m waiting for a ‘please.’” Tense, stubborn seconds ticked by.

“Oh, fuck it. Please.”

She turned the knob on the door, sending the bolt home.





Author of more than 45 novels, Deborah lives in Oklahoma. She has been a full-time writer since she graduated from the University of Tulsa. She worked for a few years as a reporter for newspapers before becoming a freelance writer. Deborah's first novel was published in the late 1970s and her books have been published by Jove, New American Library, Harlequin, Silhouette, and Avon. She has been inducted into the Oklahoma Authors Hall of Fame and she is a charter member of the Romance Writers of America. She is also a member of the Author's Guild.

Deborah likes to write about strong, independent women and the men who are their equals. Her books are available on Amazon and she’s an Amazon best-selling author.
















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#NewRelease: Fractured Fantasies: Vol. 2 by Torie James @Writergurl216 #PNR #Romance @13_below







In the burning lands of rapturous fulfillment and unrequited desire, one false step can lead down the path towards delicious destruction. Impassioned appeals, sinful seductions and fevered longings can often hide degrees of twisted tenderness but don’t be fooled. Not all prisons have bars, silence can be deadly and even the sweetest face conceals monstrous insanity. Tread lightly, choose well or find sexual satisfaction at the dead end of one-way street.
Book One | The Factory
A glittering citadel born from blood money and power tripping provides the perfect stage for its mysterious owner and his young, dazzling wife. Before the final act is called and the curtain falls, they’ll both be tested to the limits of their personal, moral compasses. And neither of theirs point true north.
Book Two | Nevermore
Newlyweds on a romantic, Spanish honeymoon find themselves battling against stereotypes after a short engagement leads to a much longer commitment. In the shadows of infatuation, however, lay the groundwork for a cruel coupling that even death cannot part.
Book Three | The Nomad
In a post-apocalyptic, dystopian future, one young warrior woman travels the world in search of help against The Great Evil. When her travels take her far underground to the lair of the last great Champion, she finds duty mixing with desire and a tender temptation that threatens her mission.



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 13th Below Press: https://thirteenbelow.com/shop/#!/Fractured-Fantasies-Volume-2-eBook/p/55704436/category=12024987

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Fractured-Fantasies-Two-Torie-James-ebook/dp/B01E7M5T20/




Torie James Bio and Social Media Links

Born on the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous,Torie is the illegitimate love child of Han Solo and  Daenerys Targaryen. Rescued by Gandalf shortly before her home planet was destroyed in the last days of the Clone Wars, she was raised in relative obscurity by her foster parents, Severus Snape and Pippi Longstocking. At the tender age of 113, she inherited the best little whorehouse in Texas and is rumored to be bringing Sexy Back. A self confessed chocoholic, she's been engaged to Willy Wonka despite gossip surrounding a lifelong affair with Bruce Wayne.

And clearly, she practices delusion on a daily basis.

The truth is, I'm just an overgrown kid with a vivid imagination who loves to write and share my crazy with the world. My future plans include, hopefully, buying a lovely Scottish castle and convincing Queen Elizabeth I that I'd make a fab addition to the Royal Family.
Three years ago, I finally got my 'brave' on and submitted a wee story about true love, honor, friendship and the magic within us all. That story was Timeless Night, the first book in a five book series I've named New Camelot. Since then, I've been lucky enough to have published Timeless Desire (Book 2 of New Camelot), Beauty and The Feast (A New Camelot Thanksgiving Novella) Ties That Bind (The Cloie Chronicles I), Fractured Fantasies (Valentine's Venom), Fractured Fantasies (Volume 1) and coming soon, Fractured Fantasies (Volume Two).
I live in Southern California, a stone's throw from Disneyland, with my family and the most ridiculously spoiled pets anyone could imagine. I wake everyday with the determination to make this life as random, quirky and beautiful as it can be.
 









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#NewRelease: Fractured Fantasies: Vol. 1 by Torie James #Erotica #Fantasy @Writergurl216





Past the shadows of lust and temptation there is a secret dimension of dark, forbidden desires. Abandon rational thought and step into a world of shattering rapture, furious ecstasy and burning secrets. Worship the flesh and submit to carnal seduction but remember passion comes at a high price. What are you willing to pay?



Book One — Point of No Return

One night a year, impiety and temptation take center court at the invitation only event hosted by the mysterious Avan Noxturna. Decadent darkness, burning lust, and wicked intentions hide behind innocent masks in the most innocuous places. The fires of hell may blaze hot, but the flames of passion consume common sense when obsessive memories escape to ignite an inferno of intimate bliss that will sear both saint and sinner.



Book Two: No Change Policy in Room 8

Nerdy sexpot, Maggie, is good at minding her own business. But when Tall, Dark, and Horny makes his presence known, she answers the siren call of anonymous lust on the first ring. Able to get her juices stirring, she’s more than willing to give this contender a shot. It’s been a long time since someone made the grade. Thinly veiled secrets don’t hold water when mystery bleeds into misery and pleasure demands payment with pain.



Book Three — Reclaiming the Rabbit Hole

Madly erotic and impossible dreams have turned Edee Carroll’s waking hours into an embarrassingly nightmarish reality. Carnal passion and a curious nature lead her through the doorway of a doctor specializing in her problem. There are some doors that should never be opened and when the road is paved with crooked desire and dangerous secrets, it doesn’t matter which direction the truth leads. Time is running out and there’s a thin line between satisfaction and suffering.



Book excerpt ((4/5 Heat Rating))

A blast of icy pain raced down her back, making her blink with the sudden onset. Her breath hitched, as though her ribcage buckled, compressed then released. A dull ache set up shop along her spine. Alarmed at the symptoms, she managed to set her shoulders stiffly, casting her gaze over the sea of people, weaving her way through, politely excusing herself when stopped by happy, drunk guests. She had done a full perimeter of each floor and now it was time to get to her office and wait for the offerings. Finding the twins, she conferred a few moments before heading to the elevator.

Then she saw him approach and everything receded into a hazy mural of shadows and light.

Golden brown eyes glowed under the lighting, the skull mask framing a chiseled face. Head to toe, in form fitting red, she remained hypnotized by the pure masculine grace, watching him unfurl from the shadows in wraithlike glory, making his way towards her stealthily.

A rush of pure pleasure slammed through her body, nipples tightening right away and for a brief heartbeat, she felt hands on her body and the slow, heated lick of an invisible tongue teasing her throbbing clit. It took her breath away, carnal thoughts first and foremost in her mind. It had been a very long time since she'd gotten laid. Business first, booty second.

He did look yummy…in all the right places.

She enjoyed being a highly sexual female who felt no shame in shagging a man for recreational purposes. Guys did it all the time and they were called studs. A woman with the same goal? Slut. Luckily, she didn't much care what anyone thought. She had no desire to settle into a bullshit relationship where she lost her identity. Her mother had schooled her. She was an island and it suited her fine when the occasional ship came into port, docking on a temporary pass.

A lustful interlude with a masked stranger on Halloween? Cliché. And tempting. She did have a few extra minutes.

Then he filled her vision and she felt her body grow damp under the heated gaze.

One. Quick. Fuck.

Medicinal purposes only.


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