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&lt;strong&gt;Bad For You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candy J. Starr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fallen Star Series, #4)&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: October 3rd 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: New Adult, Romance&lt;br /&gt;
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I’d loved Devon forever, from the front row of his concerts. So, when fate gives me the chance to be his fake girlfriend for three months, I know I can make that relationship real. As I get to know Devon though, I realise how big the gap is between his image and reality. I loved Devon the rock star but could I love Devon the man?&lt;br /&gt;
I was in love with a ghost, the memory of a lost love. Julie. When she died, my heart had been buried with her. I had sex with a lot of woman but they were gone before the condom came off my cock. Then my dirt bag manager had the stupidest idea ever: a fake girlfriend to save my reputation. I played along to keep my fans happy but this fake girlfriend is unlike any woman I’ve met before.&lt;br /&gt;
If you like fake girlfriend romances, dirty rockers and stories of redemption, you’ll love Bad for You.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;EXCERPT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
“You’re drooling,” he said. He pursed his lips as he looked at me but his eyes sparkled. He was amused.&lt;br /&gt;
“Am not.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Oh, you totally are. And I find it offensive when a woman drools over something that’s not me.”&lt;br /&gt;
I laughed. I’d drool over him plenty. Now we would have dinner together and everything would be perfect. My skin prickled with his closeness and my body was on hyper alert. Having his gaze locked on me was a fantasy come true. I wanted to freeze his moment, maybe put it in one of those snow globes. Just Devon and I, so close that our bodies almost touched in his now-clean kitchen. I wondered if he’d kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;
“Do you want to fuck me?” he said, his words a challenge and the look in his eyes enough to make me break out into a cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;
“Um… ah… no!”&lt;br /&gt;
“You lie.”&lt;br /&gt;
Of course I was lying but I couldn’t blatantly say to him that I wanted nothing more for him to throw me on my back and rip my panties off me. That would be the best possible outcome right now because my panties were getting wetter every minute. Was he thinking about fucking me? Was that why he asked? I should say yes. Embrace this opportunity, and Devon, with both hands. My whole body burnt. I couldn’t breathe.&lt;br /&gt;
“Good,” he said, before I could answer him. “Because this arrangement is just business.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Author Bio:&lt;br /&gt;
Candy J. Starr used to be a band manager until she realised that the band she managed was so lacking in charisma that they actually sucked the charisma out of any room they played. “Screw you,” she said, leaving them to wallow in obscurity – totally forgetting that they owed her big bucks for video equipment hire.&lt;br /&gt;
Candy has filmed and interviewed some big names in the rock business, and a lot of small ones. She’s seen the dirty little secrets that go on in the back rooms of band venues. She’s seen the ugly side of rock and the very pretty one.&lt;br /&gt;
But, of course, everything she writes is fiction.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Blood Of Stars And Gods &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Melissa Petreshock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Stars and Souls #2)&lt;br /&gt;
Published by: Swoon Romance&lt;br /&gt;
Publication date: October 4th 2016&lt;br /&gt;
Genres: Fantasy, New Adult&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Forever does not go on unchanged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Caitriona Hayden’s destiny as the Dracopraesi dragon’s North Star is no clearer to her than it was weeks ago. However, Cait’s eternal future seems a minor concern while the vengeful elves continue taunting the dragons, now using violence against the human population in their desire for war.&lt;br /&gt;
Battles of war aren’t the only ones fought.&lt;br /&gt;
King Corrin struggles to make peace with his coming end, and as his family bonds heal, stronger relationships and alliances form among Cait and her dragons. Theo may have won her heart, but Oliver fills a void long left by the passing of her uncle, and each dragon is a part of Cait’s family.&lt;br /&gt;
But a darkness bleeds through to change their world.&lt;br /&gt;
When faced with decisions of life and death, Cait, Theo, and demigod Dante must choose unpredictable paths, chance outcomes of eternal consequences, and make dubious promises. As Cait displays unexpected abilities, complications arise, more details of her destiny are revealed, and she discovers the inherent risks of fearing change.&lt;br /&gt;
Every era has a beginning and an end. There are things in the world no one is meant to stop.&lt;br /&gt;
BLOOD OF STARS AND GODS is book two in the exciting Stars and Souls trilogy, sequel to Amazon #1 Contemporary Fantasy: FIRE OF STARS AND DRAGONS!&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;*Cait POV*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
“Oliver, I’d rather you not go alone,” I tell him, pulling away from Theo to approach the towering First Brother of the House of Pendragon, who looks more like a lost child than the most respected dragon of their house’s brotherhood. “At least, let Liam keep you company, even if he doesn’t stay too close.” Taking Oliver’s hand, I squeeze it, and he reaches down to wrap his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer. After his little ‘catnip’ talk with me, I understand somewhat better why the dragons enjoy my nearness, the soothing effect within my blood, what makes me their North Star has, the irrefutable draw I have, and the danger I’m in. “Just be safe. I may have several of you hanging around, but that doesn’t mean I want to lose any of you.” Abnormal as it may be, this dysfunctional family we’ve become is all I have that matters. The way I hold his hand tightly for a moment longer, I’m sure he understands what I said goes, at least, double for him.&lt;br /&gt;
Nodding, he gestures to Liam, and the two head out the balcony doors, quickly shifting, taking to the sky in one fluid motion. “Well, it seems the second I return, everyone has somewhere else to be.” Claaron smirks, and I just shake my head. “I suppose with Clifford down, I should go check the security cameras. He’d rather have lost his arm completely than have anything happen to his dearest techy toys and gadgets.”&lt;br /&gt;
As soon as he’s gone, Theo looks around the empty living room. “Alone with my love. Why does it seem this has not happened in far too long?”&lt;br /&gt;
Returning to his side, letting my head fall against his chest as he engulfs me in his arms, I sigh. “Because it hasn’t. We’re never alone. Hell, I can barely walk through my own home without tripping over a dragon.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Romance author Melissa A. Petreshock lives in the Greater Atlanta area, writing whatever strikes her fancy and subsisting on unnatural doses of coffee, sarcasm, and music. Spending most of her time weaving reality and imagination into fantastical romantic tales, Mel often loses track of reality and is admittedly more than a tad eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;
Look for future works in the Stars and Souls Trilogy as well as additional projects of contemporary romance and whatever else the muse sends Mel's way..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Dawn of the Vie &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laura Diamond&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Immortal Aliens, #1)&lt;br /&gt;Published by: Curiosity Quills Press&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: October 3rd 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: Dystopian, Science Fiction, Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
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Since their Arrival less than 30 years ago, immortal Vie rule the planet like the super-predators they are. Enslaved humans are their servants…their entertainment…and their food. Anemies—humans with various types of anemia—are simply exterminated. Their nutritionally deficient blood is useless to the Vie.&lt;br /&gt;
Or so it’s thought…&lt;br /&gt;
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Alex, an Elite Vie, is a bit of a Renaissance Alien. Part scientist, part Raid Specialist, part drug addict, he knows Anemie blood is valuable. Rather than blindly carrying out his boss’s kill order, he convinces some colleagues to spare a few Anemies, not only for study, but also to reserve a secret stock.&lt;br /&gt;
The more Anemie blood Alex drinks, the more he slips into delusion, and the more his double life threatens to crumble. But quitting Anemie blood is not an option. Every Anemie has their own personal flavor. Each gives a unique high.&lt;br /&gt;
When Alex takes a hit of Justin’s blood, his hallucinations bleed into reality…&lt;br /&gt;
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Anemie Justin knows his little sister, Sammie, and he are living past their expiration dates. It becomes a guarantee when they’re bitten by a Vie named Alex during a raid. (The bite is fatal, thanks to a toxin carried in Vie saliva.) Alex adds insult to injury by promising Justin a second chance—an antidote in exchange for agreeing to be a lab rat.&lt;br /&gt;
And a mule…of his own blood.&lt;br /&gt;
When Justin says no, Alex takes off with Sammie.&lt;br /&gt;
All Justin has to do is find them, beat Alex, and cure himself and Sammie. All he has is a stake and serious lack of self-preservation.&lt;br /&gt;
No problem.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alex wants Justin’s blood.&lt;br /&gt;
Justin wants his sister back.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hated afternoons the most. Soon after came darkness—the time when a raiding squad could snatch you out of bed and drain all the blood from your body. It was amazing that any Anemies survived with the extermination campaign ridding the world of us red blood cell-deficient freaks.&lt;/div&gt;
I gently squeezed my sister’s hand to make sure she kept up. Dirt caked under her fingernails like it caked under mine. The cuff of her torn sleeve had stains like mine. Her pant cuffs were rolled up six times… also like mine. A younger version of me—mouthiness and all—in girl form. Unlike me, Sammie tended to dawdle, and since we held onto the last rung of the society ladder by the tips of our fingers, giving in to distraction could get us hurt—or killed.&lt;br /&gt;
My gaze jumped to the pale, indifferent sky then jittered to the partially constructed biodome edge as I walked. Large, clear panels filled the metal framework in a beehive of hexagons. Eventually, the damn thing would cover the entire city, including the river surrounding the island and part of the ocean capping the south side. The project had been progressing since before I was born.&lt;br /&gt;
Once the construction workers completed the biodome, Vie wouldn’t have to fear the destructive UV rays of our sun and could wander freely during the day. We’d have no safe period whatsoever. Vie could get us any time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Laura Diamond is a board certified psychiatrist currently specializing in emergency psychiatry. She is also an author of all things young adult—both contemporary and paranormal. An avid fan of sci-fi, fantasy, and anything magical, she thrives on quirk, her lucid dreams, and coffee. When she’s not working or writing, she can be found sniffing books and drinking a latte at the bookstore or at home pondering renovations on her 225 year old fixer upper, all while obeying her feline overlords, of course.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Aequus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Randi Cooley Wilson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(The Royal Protector Academy #2)&lt;br /&gt;
Publication date: March 30th 2017&lt;br /&gt;
Genres: Fantasy, New Adult, Paranormal&lt;br /&gt;
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Serenity is being with the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;
Despair is being kept apart.&lt;br /&gt;
After the rain comes the war.&lt;br /&gt;
What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours? For Serena St. Michel and Tristan Gallagher, this is reality. Tristan has accepted his impending nuptials. He’s returned to his realm and his betrothed. Their unification will create peace. Serena is still struggling with her protector’s choice. With a firm resolve, she will forsake her own future in order to save him. Their love will trigger an ancient war. Can Serena and Tristan rewrite their desitinies? Or will the Vergina Sun prophecy be fulfilled, and the lovers fall to fate?&lt;br /&gt;
Welcome back to the Royal Protector Academy.&lt;br /&gt;
Aequus if the second novel in the Royal Protector Academy Series. This dangerously exciting and darkly romantic tale will take your breath away. It can be read as a standalone trilogy, or after the bestselling Revelation series. Intended for mature readers 18+ due to language, mild violence, and sexual situations.&lt;br /&gt;
The Royal Protector Academy novels are a serial trilogy meant to be read in order.&lt;br /&gt;
Vernal (Book #1)&lt;br /&gt;
Aequus (Book #2)&lt;br /&gt;
Nox (Book #3)&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Marker of Hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nely Cab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Creatura #3)&lt;br /&gt;Published by: Clean Teen Publishing&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: October 3rd 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Who will save her from herself?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Upon her return from Greece with three new friends and a broken heart, Isis’ hunger for human flesh is stronger than ever. She’s a miserable mess after losing David following her betrayal. Her mutation into Creatura is all but over when she receives the surprise of her life, compelling her to seek out David’s family. Only, they’ve broken all ties with her, and she doesn’t know how to reach them.&lt;br /&gt;
Turpis, the demonic beings that attacked Isis in Greece, have tracked her whereabouts. Now, in order to fend for her life, Isis must join forces with deities she doesn’t trust.&lt;br /&gt;
Is Isis truly the Marker of Hope as she’s believed to be, or will she lose the battle to her starving inner beast and demons, obliterating humankind from existence? Find out in the epic finale of the best-selling CREATURA SERIES.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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The Hunger&lt;/div&gt;
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“A lot’s happened since you decided to shut down and wallow in self-pity. You’ve been impossible to talk to, and I’ve been bored out of my mind. I

thought we came here because we were going to figure things out. What happened to ‘I’m going to save the people I love’? Did you just feed me that bull so I’d agree to come with you?”&lt;/div&gt;
“You know that’s not true. I meant it.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Then what’s the hold up?” Galilea’s irritated face turned a subtle shade of pink. Her pulse quickened just the slightest bit.&lt;br /&gt;
I was surprised at how much my senses had developed. Heighted. Months ago, I wouldn’t have noticed any of this, but now, I could even smell the natural notes of musk on her skin. I felt my mouth water. Sometimes, I liked that my new superhuman senses gave me insight to peoples’ moods and emotions. Most of the time, they were waiting for me to let my guard down so the beast could take over.&lt;br /&gt;
“Galilea.” I closed my eyes. “I’m hungry.”&lt;br /&gt;
“You can’t just change the subject. You do it all the time. I’m tired of it.”&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m not changing the subject. I’m trying to tell you I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to control myself. How am I supposed to save anyone when I want to rip out their guts?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Nely Cab is a Writer of stuff, a Master Coffee Drinker, a Food Maker &amp;amp; Eater, an Imaginary World Conqueror, and an Air Breather. She talks to herself—a lot—in her South Texas home while she plots stories about fantasy worlds and sips coffee from a pitcher. She’s known for cooking far too much food and has a tendency to overdo…well, everything. It is rumored that she is fabulous. Nely Cab is the best-selling author of the Creatura series.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeTextContainer1281085778611320406"&gt;Everyone is dying to live in the Shadows of the Forest.&lt;br /&gt;

They gave me three rules to follow in exchange for my brother’s life:&lt;br /&gt;

1. Do not enter the West Wing;&lt;br /&gt;

2. Do not go outside after darkness falls; and&lt;br /&gt;

3. There is only one exit; The Gates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Emma Michaels is the award winning author of the Society of Feathers series with over 15 publications under her belt. With a love for all things story-telling this bibliophile plans to take over the world one cup of coffee at a time. A rule breaker who isn’t afraid to have uncommon opinions she is an avid lover of mathematics and stand out fiction which transcends both its genre and format whether books, games, movies, or otherwise. A good story is a good story. When she isn’t online she is out dancing in the Washington rain or seeking new adventures.&lt;br /&gt;
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Darla’s not the type to pick up hitchhikers on the turnpike in rural Ohio — especially naked ones. She also didn’t plan to have her first book become a New York Times and USA Today bestseller, and turn into eight books of heart, heat, hilarity and crazy comedy mixed in with wild, deep romance that lasts and lasts…&lt;br /&gt;
The Random Series giant boxed set contains the first 8 books in the Random series, a bestselling saga that defies categorization. Romantic comedy, heart-stopping drama, unconventional sensuality, rock star gods, mousy librarians with quite a nightstand drawer stash, a mother who is addicted to sweepstakes winnings, sugar-free gummy bears that cause a CDC scare, and a chicken running for president (who probably polls better than any of the current choices)…you won’t find another book series quite as “random” as this.&lt;br /&gt;
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Random Acts of Trust (Book 2)&lt;br /&gt;

Random Acts of Fantasy (Book 3)&lt;br /&gt;

Random Acts of Hope (Book 4)&lt;br /&gt;

Randomly Ever After: Sam and Amy (Book 5)&lt;br /&gt;

Random Acts of Love (Book 6)&lt;br /&gt;

Random on Tour: Los Angeles (Book 7)&lt;br /&gt;

Merry Random Christmas (Book 8)&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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The last time I saw Sam was four and a half years ago at the qualifiers for the National Debate Tournament. He was from a neighboring school and I’d seen him since freshman year at different speech tournaments, every Saturday, from the end of October through March with few exceptions. I had a sense of who he was from the start. He was Lincoln-Douglas debate all the way, baby. Smart, determined, and turning from a silent geek into one hell of a hot guy by the time we were seniors.&lt;br /&gt;
The funny part was he didn’t know it.&lt;br /&gt;
The awesome part was that was what drew me to him.&lt;br /&gt;
He wasn’t awkward, like the other guys. Sam was so self-contained and knew himself so deeply that he didn’t need to talk about it, show off, or prove his manhood. Talking to Sam could be torture. Catching him in the halls, in the cafeteria with his group from his high school, and me with my group from their rival, we intersected enough to hang out. Over ice cream bars and the occasional cup of coffee by our senior year, there was an accumulation of just enough conversations for me to decide that I wasn’t crazy and that there was a spark of interest there.&lt;br /&gt;
What happened to confirm that was burned into my brain, the second strongest memory of my life.&lt;br /&gt;
I lost one of the most intense debates of my career two weeks before qualifiers, and Sam found me in a corner of the enormous high school auditorium. I was trying to cry quietly, and mostly not succeeding. He just found me—that’s all. He didn’t lord over the fact that he placed first in the tournament that day, to my third. He didn’t try to say all the right words that everyone thought were kind, and considerate, and comforting, and helpful.&lt;br /&gt;
He didn’t stumble or say “I’m sorry.” He just walked up and stopped a few feet away from me, his brow lowering with a frown of recognition, and then did something so perfect it makes me ache to this day. Decisively, step by step, he closed the gap and just put his arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;
Tucked my cheek into his chest and wound one arm around my waist, the other around my shoulders, rested his head on my hair, and held me.&lt;br /&gt;
I would give anything to go back to that moment in the auditorium, with its cracked wood seats and its shabby, threadbare carpet, its smell of lemony bleach, to feel again how Sam filled all my senses. My ear against the wool of his suit, his arms wrapped around me like a cocoon of understanding. His aftershave, the rasp of his cheek against my ear. Sam created a world for me in that one moment, a safe world where I could cry. A world where I fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;
What I didn’t know then was that two weeks later at the national qualifier tournament, I would dismantle that world, atom by atom, molecule by molecule, completely unaware that I was doing it at the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Pretty Wicked &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Kelly Charron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Publication date: September 30th 2016&lt;br /&gt;
Genres: Thriller, Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText10425651383352406191"&gt;The daughter of a local police detective, fifteen-year-old Ryann has spent most of her life studying how to pull off the most gruesome murders her small Colorado town has ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But killing is only part of it. Ryann enjoys being the reason the cops are frenzied. The one who makes the neighbors lock their doors and windows on a hot summer’s day. The one everyone fears but no one suspects.&lt;br /&gt;
Carving out her own murderous legacy proves harder than she predicted. Mistakes start adding up. And with the police getting closer, and her own father becoming suspicious, Ryann has to prove once and for all that she’s smarter than anyone else—or she’ll pay the ultimate price.&lt;br /&gt;
Written in a mature YA voice. Some graphic content.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Some people are called to certain things in their life. That’s what hunting is for me. An urge. A desire. The closest thing I have to a calling.&lt;/div&gt;
My name is Ryann Wilkanson. I’m fifteen years old.&lt;br /&gt;
And I’m a killer.&lt;br /&gt;
It was hard to pick my first. Call me sentimental, but it had to be just right.&lt;br /&gt;
I knew what I wanted. What I needed. Someone worth the risk, the challenge. Somebody who deserved it. Now, I’m not talking about the horrible, abusive assholes you see on TV. I wanted someone who I thought deserved it…&lt;br /&gt;
And to be honest, that could’ve been just about anybody.&lt;br /&gt;
Some people might think it’s odd to contemplate killing someone, but it was the most natural thing in the world to me. I didn’t dare talk about it—I somehow knew that much—but my thoughts raced with vivid, red-tinted images.&lt;br /&gt;
While my fantasies were fun, I had to wait. I still lacked the skill and organization to actually go through with it.&lt;br /&gt;
And, as I matured, I realized part of me was still hesitant. A piece of the puzzle was missing. It was as though I was waiting for &lt;em&gt;permission&lt;/em&gt;. Something to give me the final push into action.&lt;br /&gt;
Funnily enough, I got that that clarity six years ago, when I was nine. My dad thought he was simply giving me a ride to school, but he initiated the defining moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;
I remember it like it was yesterday. He’d just come off nights and wasn’t in the best of moods when my mom asked him to drive me and Bri. I’d raced to the car first, winning shotgun, leaving Brianna to storm behind me. She was a sore loser, and it only made my grin bigger.&lt;br /&gt;
We were just a few blocks from the house when Dad started with one of his commentaries on all that was wrong with society.&lt;br /&gt;
“Jesus. People like that make me sick.”&lt;br /&gt;
We had stopped at a red light, and I spotted a guy standing on the corner with a sign that read &lt;em&gt;Please Help.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At first I felt kind of bad for him, and I didn’t understand why Dad was upset. “At least he’s not dealing drugs,” I suggested.&lt;br /&gt;
“Brilliant observation. Maybe we could put that on a T-shirt for him,” Bri said. My father laughed and my stomach dropped. She never wasted an opportunity to make me look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;
Dad grunted. “Don’t be naïve, Ry. He’s probably scraping enough together to get his fix. People like that are after one thing—and it’s not a job.” He rolled his eyes, disgusted. Not a minute later, while we were still waiting at the light, a kid in a fancy sports car passed us. “See, look at that. Punk probably had it handed to him from Mommy and Daddy. He’s what—seventeen? Probably hasn’t worked a day in his whole goddamn life. Entitled brat. This is the problem with the world. You got two lazy bums on opposite ends of the spectrum, and neither are worth their salt.”&lt;br /&gt;
My father didn’t have a whole lot of empathy for anybody, and he certainly didn’t entertain excuses. I had to be the best if I wanted him to love me. “People need to either lead, follow—”&lt;br /&gt;
“Or get out of the way,” I finished. He patted me on the head. I knew this rant well and kind of understood my father’s reasoning. The homeless guy couldn’t even be bothered to walk up and down the rows of stopped cars to beg. He just stood there with an empty cup. He really was a waste.&lt;br /&gt;
I fought the urge to point out to my dad that I was nothing like those people—and never would be—but I knew he wouldn’t care. He loved me, but nothing I did seemed to impress him, especially since my older sister Brianna, the golden child, had perfected every- thing before I even had a chance to try.&lt;br /&gt;
I had to do something really big to make an impression.&lt;br /&gt;
I had to be a leader.&lt;br /&gt;
In the car, all those years ago, I realized that my desires could turn into something much more. Those entitled, useless people my dad despised were taking our hard-earned money, space, and air. And I was someone with deadly urges who wasn’t afraid to do something about it. Not everyone could say that.&lt;br /&gt;
But unfortunately, I would have to wait. I was much too young to execute my plans in the way I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;
My thoughts, however, were uninhibited, and I became enamored with the power and control that selecting the right kill could bring. The foreplay was intoxicating. I daydreamed about the countless ways I could do it. About all the places I could sneak up and strike. About the legacy I would leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;
For years I researched and studied serial killers— or as I liked to call them, &lt;em&gt;The Greats&lt;/em&gt;. Most of The Greats hadn’t started until well into their adulthood. Call me an overachiever, but I wanted more kills in less time. I had all the qualities required: above-average intelligence, inside information (Dad was a cop), and a sweet cherub face.&lt;br /&gt;
But I also had something more. Tenacity. I knew what I wanted, and come hell or high water, I was going to get it. By fifteen, the thirst inside me could finally be quenched.&lt;br /&gt;
Cue my first &lt;em&gt;planned&lt;/em&gt; victim—a snotty little brat who lived only a few streets away from me. Olivia McMann. &lt;em&gt;Ugh&lt;/em&gt;. She was exhausting. Spoiled. Whiny. Brianna used to babysit her. I’d be dragged along because my parents usually worked overtime at their respective jobs. I was twelve and old enough to stay home alone, but they insisted. Like I had nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;
Brianna would be online with her friends or texting her boyfriend, and she’d stick Livy with me. Olivia wouldn’t leave me alone. One night she pestered me for hours on end until I lost it on her. Then she got the quivering lip and teary eyes and went crying to Bri.&lt;br /&gt;
Bri’s voice ripped across the room. “Ryann, what did you do now?”&lt;br /&gt;
“Nothing! Why do you always assume it was me? Maybe &lt;em&gt;Livy&lt;/em&gt; is being a little crybaby over absolutely nothing,” I said, arms crossed tightly across my chest.&lt;br /&gt;
The brat came running up behind me. “You’re mean, Ryann. I hate you!”&lt;br /&gt;
I swept my hair into a ponytail and turned my back to her.&lt;br /&gt;
Death glare in full force, Brianna dug into me. “Why are you being such a pest? Leave Olivia alone already. Go find something to do, and don’t think for one second I’m giving you any of the money.”&lt;br /&gt;
She proceeded to get Olivia some licorice. A reward for her evilness. Maybe they were in on it together and shared private laughs while discussing different ways to torture me.&lt;br /&gt;
Brianna was seventeen at the time, and she hated me. No matter how hard I tried, she always dismissed me like I was an annoying pain in her ass.&lt;br /&gt;
“Not everything is my fault, you know,” I said, determined to stand my ground.&lt;br /&gt;
“Well, she’s not the one in my face right now. Go play with her for an hour until her bedtime, and maybe I won’t tell Mom.” Smiling smugly, Bri tilted her head. I wanted to punch her. As soon as we were out of her sight, Olivia stuck her tongue out at me and danced around, joyous in her victory.&lt;br /&gt;
“See, I told you I’d get you in trouble. I always get my way. You have to do what I say.” She laughed.&lt;br /&gt;
I promised myself I’d never forget.&lt;br /&gt;
Back then, I’d imagined choking her or holding one of her mom’s embroidered pillows over her face until her squirming stopped. I knew her parents were well-off. Only the best for their princess. Olivia was the type of kid who tantrumed, tattled, and fake-cried to get what she wanted, no matter the cost to anyone who got in her way.&lt;br /&gt;
Olivia was going to turn into the same kind of spoiled, manipulative bitch I’d seen time and again at school.&lt;br /&gt;
I knew how to deal with someone like her. After all, I &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; killed. Once.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kelly Charron is the author of YA and adult horror, psychological thrillers and urban fantasy novels. All with gritty, murderous inclinations and some moderate amounts of humor. She spends far too much time consuming true crime television (and chocolate) while trying to decide if yes, it was the husband, with the wrench, in the library. She lives with her husband and cat, Moo Moo, in Vancouver, British Columbia. &lt;br /&gt;
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For years, Seamus Bran has been a hermit in a small English town. But when two seers arrive from America seeking the cup of salvation his family has hidden for over two centuries, Seamus must decide whether to protect his blood line or save a woman he's never met.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Adrienne Perdu is a wealthy orphan living in Paris. She has no idea the weekly meetings she attends are a group of Darkwalkers, pulling humanity in the selfless dredges of soullessness. But Seamus changes everything with a kiss. The illusion of her life is shattered when her eyes are opened to the world as it really is, with angels and demons walking among us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;The Fighter and the Baroness &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunniva Dee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: November 29th 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: New Adult, Romance&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText5531155750834602815"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victor Arquette&lt;/strong&gt; knows the meaning of sacrifice. Destined to legendary status in mixed martial arts, his life is founded on it. Dedication equals sacrifice, and sacrifice means around-the-clock training, no partying, no junk food, no alcohol—and no women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Helena von Isenlohe&lt;/strong&gt; is the heiress to Kyria Castle. Due to her father’s lack of financial prowess, the restoration of the ancient German estate rests on Helena’s shoulders. A failed attempt leaves a wealthy man alone at the altar—and the fleeing bride on a plane to the United States.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;A chance meeting&lt;/strong&gt;, and Victor and Helena’s chemistry is undeniable. Except, her presence clutters his focus. Victor shouldn’t crave their nights, shouldn’t be concerned where she is or with whom. And meanwhile in Germany, Kyria Castle deteriorates at a suspicious speed, indebting Helena further to the man she left behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Victor and Helena believe in duty&lt;/strong&gt;. They embrace sacrifice. But when love strikes, it strikes hard, and sometimes you have to choose where your heart is truly at home.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Helena enters the room like she expects someone to jump out from dark corner. Neck stretched, she takes in a high quality yet typical hotel room with a king-sized bed and two nightstands. The TV is big and flat, resting on top of a dresser, and then there’s a mirror over a small office desk with a phone and some restaurant flyers on it.&lt;/div&gt;
“It’s nice,” she says. “I like that it doesn’t smell like smoke.”&lt;br /&gt;
“That would be terrible. Is that what you’re used to? Smoking rooms?”&lt;br /&gt;
“We have a cigar room,” she replies, confused, until she breaks in an apologetic laugh. “Oh, as in smoking versus nonsmoking hotel room. I get it.”&lt;br /&gt;

“You have a cigar room? Would that be right next to the swan pond?” I tease. It’s cute to see embarrassment flush her cheeks. “Hey,” I continue, mock-petting her cheek, “don’t feel self-conscious about living in a castle. Even though it’s, let’s just say, a hair’s breadth over the top for us commoners.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Don’t I know it,” she says. “So which side of the bed is mine?”&lt;br /&gt;
I consider, rubbing the light scruff that’s grown on my chin since yesterday. “Well, since you just touched the left corner, it now has cooties. You’ll have to sleep on the cooty-side.”&lt;br /&gt;
This girl, she’s been so immediate in her responses. I guess I expected a laugh or some expressed annoyance at my silly comment. Instead, she sinks down against the pillows on her side of the bed and breathes, “Okay,” with the smallest smile raising the corners of her lips.&lt;br /&gt;
She uses the arc of one foot to slide her shoe off before she skips off the other. I watch as she wiggles her toes graciously, green nail polish gleaming in the dim shine from the bedside lamp.&lt;br /&gt;
Helena is tired. I guess it’s been a long day, the flight being just a small part of her exhaustion. I’m drawn to her eyes, not for the first time. The color of them is almost watery. No, they are watery.&lt;br /&gt;
“Who gave you that color?” I blurt out.&lt;br /&gt;
“What?”&lt;br /&gt;
“Your eyes. It’s like they’re made of water.”&lt;br /&gt;
I’m not the impulsive kind, and yet I’ve already committed strange acts around this girl. Where I come from, women expect smart, premeditated interactions, never initiated by questions like the one I just shot at Helena. This they’d ignore. They’d change the subject into something not insane, or they’d titter and squirm, not knowing how to respond.&lt;br /&gt;
She lets her eyes float from her feet to my eyes before they still. “My father. I’ve got his eyes.” She laughs softly, hands around the remote for the TV. “Grandma used to say our eyes were the color of the swan pond because we were both born in rooms with windows overlooking it.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Author Bio:&lt;br /&gt;
Between studies, teaching, and advising, Sunniva has spent her entire adult life in a college environment. Most of her novels are new adult romance geared toward smart, passionate readers with a love for eclectic language and engaging their brain as well as their heart while reading.&lt;br /&gt;
Born in the Land of the Midnight Sun, the author spent her early twenties making the world her playground. Southern Europe: Spain, Italy, Greece--Argentina: Buenos Aires, in particular. The United States finally kept her interest, and after half a decade in Los Angeles, she now lounges in the beautiful city of Savannah.&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes, Sunniva writes with a paranormal twist (Shattering Halos, Stargazer, and Cat Love). At other times, it's contemporary (Pandora Wild Child, Leon's Way,

Adrenaline Crush, Walking Heartbreak, and Dodging Trains, coming in late March 2016).&lt;br /&gt;
This author is the happiest when her characters let their emotions run off with them, shaping her stories in ways she never foresaw. She loves bad-boys and good-boys run amok, and like in real life, her goal is to keep the reader on her toes until the end of each story.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Raphael’s Fling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Alix Nichols&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Publication date: November 17th 2016&lt;br /&gt;
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText137819303692015598"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My name is Mia Stoll and I dream about publishing a monograph on medieval Paris. Problem is, I’m better qualified for writing a handbook on how to go from a budding scholar to a pregnant runaway in three easy steps. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

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My sister Eva carries a torch for the wrong man. Here’s the gist of my sermons to her: “Drooling over your hunky astronaut boss is a loser’s trek to Calamity with three stops along the way: Heartbreak, Job Loss, and Spinsterhood.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The thing is, I’m in a terrible—you could even say impossible—position to lecture Eva.&lt;br /&gt;
I’m attracted to my own boss.&lt;br /&gt;
Raphael d’Arcy is funny, smart, and uber-rich. He’s also smoking hot. That alone should have scared me away, were I not such a dolt, my academic achievements notwithstanding.&lt;br /&gt;
But there’s more.&lt;br /&gt;
Raphael is France’s most notorious playboy who doesn’t do relationships. He does one-night stands. If sufficiently intrigued, he might do a fling. Which is the most I could ever hope to have with him—a short-lived fling.&lt;br /&gt;
So &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;, right? It’s not the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;
But consider this: Getting my heart broken by Raphael d’Arcy is the least of my worries. Some very serious merde has been piling up in my life lately.&lt;br /&gt;
And it’s about to hit the fan.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Raphael’s Fling is a standalone sexy romance in the Darcy Brothers series. No cliffhangers. Guaranteed: a swoony bad-boy hero, laugh-out-loud moments and a happily-ever-after&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Alix Nichols is a caffeine addict and a longtime fan of Mr. Darcy, especially in his Colin Firth incarnation. She is a bestselling author of romantic comedies set in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;
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At the age of six, she released her first rom com. It featured highly creative spelling on a dozen pages stitched together and bound in velvet paper. &lt;br /&gt;
Decades later, she still loves the romance genre. Her spelling has improved (somewhat), and her books have made Amazon Top 100 lists, climbing as high as #1. She lives in France with her family and their almost-human dog.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Hunter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skylar Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: September 22nd 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: New Adult, Romance&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText12609332209208934653"&gt;LIZZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I should have known he was trouble when I watched him drive his motorbike onto campus, leaving a trail of people whispering as he made his way into the Art Building.&lt;br /&gt;
Word around here is, he doesn’t date. So why do his eyes keep roving over me? Why does he want to talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;
Rumor has it, Hunter’s good at two things: making art, and getting into fights. I love art, but I can’t stand violence. I’ve been on the receiving end of it too many times.&lt;br /&gt;
My life is simple, it needs to be if I want to graduate and keep my eating disorder at bay… I sleep, I eat, I go to class and I definitely Do. Not. Date.&lt;br /&gt;
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HUNTER&lt;br /&gt;
She’s like a spooked little mouse. Not my type at all. Until she looked up at me and I was caught in her azure eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
But I won’t let her get close. In the last four years, I’ve lost everyone I’ve ever loved. I will never trust anyone ever again. The second I do, I’ll find myself alone again. So, what’s the use?&lt;br /&gt;
So I create big metal installations, I go to class when I feel like it, I drink and get into fights at the bar.&lt;br /&gt;
I have to stay away from Lizzy, because my darkness will only make hers worse. I know I have to, but that isn’t what my heart wants. When I see the pain in her eyes, I can’t resist her. I want to help her, touch her…&lt;br /&gt;
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Just a couple of feet away there is a man on a horse, like a prince out of a fairytale, only the horse is a dull brown and the man doesn’t look very prince-like. He looks like he might be in pain as he moves slowly. His broad back bulges under a tight T-shirt and his legs look like steel in the leather pants.&lt;/div&gt;
He hasn’t realized I’m here yet, and I don’t really feel like talking to people today, so I retreat back into the clearing.&lt;br /&gt;
A stick snaps under my heel and both horse and rider turn to me abruptly. It takes me not even a second before I recognize the rider. &lt;em&gt;Hunter&lt;/em&gt;. He may not be Prince Charming, but he definitely is a Prince of Darkness. There are bruises on his face and I now also see them on his arms. He looks… broken. I freeze in my spot, not daring to move, too scared to set him off. If he looks like that, I don’t want to end up on the other side of his fists.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter slowly gets off his horse, letting out a hiss as he lowers himself to the ground. Only when he is standing right in front of me does he say something. “Lizzy.” His voice is rough, quiet, then he reaches up, almost touching me.&lt;br /&gt;
That finally breaks me out of my trance and I step back, shaking my head.&lt;br /&gt;
A smile tugs at his lips, but then he looks me over and I see the clouds gather in his stormy eyes. Fuck. “What are you doing here?” he asks.&lt;br /&gt;
What? Out of everything, &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is what he wants to know? “It’s the weekend, there is a lovely sun out. What else am I supposed to be doing?”&lt;br /&gt;
The question seems to surprise him. He shrugs and lets out a sigh. “No clue.”&lt;br /&gt;
We both fall quiet. I can’t help but stare at the bruises. They look so dark, and so painful.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter reaches out, takes my hand, and puts it on his jaw. I want to pull back, but he holds it there. “I’m not scary, or dangerous.” His low voice is pitched even lower and something stirs inside me.&lt;br /&gt;
He is though—he is scary, and apparently quite dangerous to someone, if the bruises are anything to go by. But I know that isn’t what he means. He means that he is no danger to me. And I don’t know how I feel about that… “And yet you are.” I quickly close my mouth and look away. He finally lets go of my hand as he lets out a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;
“I just make stupid choices sometimes, usually when I’ve had a bit to drink.” He steps back and reaches out to the horse, who pushes against him slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
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Skylar Heart loves sexy romances and has a particular soft spot for broken boys and their damaged girls. When she’s not reading or writing steamy stories, she loves to nap with her two cats, preferably under a fluffy blanket, and play videogames. She has studied literature and creative writing but often finds that the couple of classes she took on coding is much more of a help in this new adventure as an author.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Iniquity &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melody Winter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ascent, #1)&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: October 25th 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: Fantasy, New Adult, Romance&lt;br /&gt;
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Athena Harrow is about to turn twenty-one, but there will be no celebration. What is there to celebrate when the world is ruled by demons?&lt;br /&gt;
She hates the darkness the demons brought with them and longs for the light to return to the world—a world she only vaguely remembers. The people in her forest village blindly accept the life the demons forced upon them, even tolerating the yearly ascension ceremony where all the girls who have turned twenty-one are either sent away to serve the Master Demon or left in the village and forced to procreate.&lt;br /&gt;
But Paymon, the assigned village demon, selects a different role for Athena, a role that pits her against the village. While she adapts to her new life, Erebus, a younger, more powerful demon, arrives, and Athena must play a dangerous game with his emotions in return for information about the demon’s reign of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;
As Athena’s dreams of restoring the light begin to fade, her life with Erebus takes an unexpected turn, and this time it’s her life being put to the test.&lt;br /&gt;
Set in the forest around Buttercrambe in North Yorkshire, England, INIQUITY explores the frightening, darker side of romance and the uncontrolled emotions it can unleash.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Growing up, Melody showed a natural ability in art, a head for maths, and a tendency to write too long English essays. Difficult to place in the world when she graduated, she pursued a career in teaching, but ended up working in finance. Melody

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Melody Winter lives in York, North Yorkshire, England with her husband and two sons. When not dealing with football, rugby, and a whole plethora of ‘boy’ activities, she will be found scribbling notes for her stories, or preparing for another trip to the nearby beaches at Scarborough and Whitby. With an obsession for anything mythical, Melody revels in reading and writing about such creatures.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Sucker Punched&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelley R. Martin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Knockout Love #2)&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: September 27th 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText9780033014832684387"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; bestselling author Kelley R. Martin, comes a sexy new standalone in the Knockout Love series.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
“Macy Dunham” is synonymous with “off-limits.” Not only is she practically a virgin, but she’s a walking, talking angel who’s way too good for a devil like me. She’s straight-up &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt;, and so far out of my league I want to cry. Did I mention she’s also the godmother to my future niece or nephew?&lt;br /&gt;
Now I have to play nice with “Aunt Macy” for the next 18 years. There’s just one tiny problem—the first night I met her, I played with her a little &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; nice.&lt;br /&gt;
Macy was only supposed to be a hook-up. I was supposed to show her a night she’d never forget—give her a little taste of what it’s like to be bad—and then send her on her way. She wasn’t supposed to stick around, and she damn sure wasn’t supposed to become my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;
Do you have any idea how hard it is to pretend like I don’t know how soft her skin feels, how good her lips taste, or how &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; it feels inside her? It’s torture. I’d give my left nut for another chance to sink inside Macy, but I can’t afford to mess this up and that’s exactly what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;
It’s too bad “Blake Whitmore” is synonymous with “screw-up.” Macy’s a sweet girl who deserves an epic love story. She deserves romance, and a knight in shining armor who slays dragons. I’m not the knight in this story.&lt;br /&gt;
I’m the fucking dragon.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Author Bio:&lt;br /&gt;
Kelley lives in Texas, but she swears it's not all country music and cowboy boots... Okay, some of it is, but not all of it. She's got an amazing husband, who continues to inspire her every day, even after twelve years and two ridiculously cute little girls.&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Cover Reveal: Sweet Girl (The Sweetest Thing, #2) by Sierra Hill</title><link>http://reviewsalatiffany.blogspot.com/2016/09/cover-reveal-sweet-girl-sweetest-thing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tiffany Sill)</author><pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2016 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3718467846236800678.post-434758987527609521</guid><description>&lt;div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Sweet Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sierra Hill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Sweetest Thing, #2)&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: October 18th 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: New Adult, Romance&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText16956266272650885185"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kylah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I’ve always lived in the shadows of my athletic older brother and my charismatic twin sister. And that’s okay by me. I don’t mind being known as the shy wallflower. The gawky geek. The sweet, virginal girl. Well, that’s one label I’ve been trying to shed since starting my freshman year in college this year. The thing is, no one’s ever looked twice at me.&lt;br /&gt;
Until I met Van Gerard.&lt;br /&gt;
He notices me. He looks at me and seems to like what he sees. He understands and listens to me. He’s become a great friend. The problem is, I don’t want him as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I want more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But my brother – along with a state line between us, and oh yeah, Van’s long-time girlfriend – are just a few complications getting in the way of what I want.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Van&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I thought my senior year in college would be the best time of my life. I’m a starter on a Pac-12 basketball team, set to graduate with a degree in Finance. I have a girlfriend whom I’d planned to start a future with. I thought my life was already mapped out.&lt;br /&gt;
But then the bottom dropped out with a confession I never expected to hear, from the girl I thought I knew.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I thought wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily for me, Kylah Griffin was there to break my fall. She’s the best thing this year has given me. She’s helped me through a devastating blow that could have sent me reeling.&lt;br /&gt;
I know she wants more, but I’m not sure I can give it. Now that I’ve been burned, I don’t think I can go there again. Kylah’s not a hook-up, and she’s definitely not a rebound. She’s a sweet girl who deserves more than to be friend-zoned.&lt;br /&gt;
If only things weren’t so complicated.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Since writing and publishing her first book in 2014, Sierra Hill has found her creative passion in writing about the fictional characters that live in her brain, who are constantly shouting for their own love stories to be told. &lt;br /&gt;
Sierra frequently indulges in what some might consider to be an unhealthy dose of reading, dark chocolate candy, and way too much coffee. She hates cold weather, and frequently finds herself traveling around the country to see her favorite live musicians in concert.&lt;br /&gt;
Sierra resides in the Pacific Northwest with her husband of twenty years and her long-haired, German Shepherd. She is currently working on her next book.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Lost Wolf &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stacy Claflin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Curse of the Moon, #1)&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: July 17th 2016 &lt;br /&gt;Genres: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
She’s hiding a dark secret. It already killed her once.&lt;br /&gt;
Victoria can’t wait to start college, but there’s a hitch—she can’t remember anything before arriving on campus. Her memories spark when she sees her ruggedly handsome math professor, but she senses something horrific. The shock on his face affirms her fears.&lt;br /&gt;
Toby is an alpha wolf who never thought he’d see his true love again—not after she died in his arms. Nothing could have prepared him for her walking into his class. But to his dismay, not only has she forgotten what happened, she doesn’t even know who she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;EXCERPT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Beads of sweat broke out along my hairline. I wiped them away, tightened my ponytail, and ran faster along the dirt trail, jumping over exposed roots and ducking under low-hanging branches. Pine trees, firs, and alders turned my path into more of an obstacle course than a trail.&lt;/div&gt;
A twig snapped behind me.&lt;br /&gt;
I glanced back, but didn’t see anything. Probably just a raccoon.&lt;br /&gt;
My sneaker hit a root and my arms flew in front of me. I landed on my hands and knees, and slid down an incline. Rocks and branches dug into my skin until I crashed into a huckleberry bush.&lt;br /&gt;
I stood and dusted myself off. Blood dripped from my legs. I pulled twigs, dirt, and small rocks from the cuts.&lt;br /&gt;
“Nice work, Victoria,” I muttered to myself.&lt;br /&gt;
Sasha had said I shouldn’t have gone into the forest for my first jog. But having just moved to the beautiful Olympic Peninsula, I wasn’t about to join a club when I had the great outdoors. Birds chirped all around and a stream bubbled nearby. It was like the woods were telling me I’d made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;
Another snap.&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s there?” I sounded a lot braver than I felt. My heart thundered against my ribcage and I whipped my head around. My roommates had said the woods were safe, but I was also trusting people who had been strangers only a couple days earlier.&lt;br /&gt;
Why had I gone into the woods alone? Wasn’t that how half of all horror movies started?&lt;br /&gt;
I thought of Sasha running on a treadmill, flirting with cute college guys. Maybe she was the smart one.&lt;br /&gt;
Footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;
“Hello?” I called.&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing. The birds had even stopped singing.&lt;br /&gt;
“Is anyone there?”&lt;br /&gt;
The footsteps came closer.&lt;br /&gt;
My pulse drummed in my ears. I fought to breathe normally.&lt;br /&gt;
A small gray and black wolf stepped out from behind the tree. He made eye contact with me.&lt;br /&gt;
I didn’t move a muscle, holding its gaze.&lt;br /&gt;
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Author Bio:&lt;br /&gt;
Stacy Claflin is a USA Today bestselling author who writes about complex women overcoming incredible odds. Whether it's her Gone saga of psychological thrillers, her various paranormal romance tales, or her sweet romance series, Stacy's three-dimensional characters shine through. &lt;br /&gt;
Decades after she wrote her first stories on construction paper and years after typing on an inherited green screen computer that weighed half a ton, Stacy realized her dream of becoming a full-time bestselling author. &lt;br /&gt;
When she's not busy writing or educating her kids from home, Stacy enjoys watching TV shows like Supernatural, Pretty Little Liars, and Once Upon a Time. &lt;br /&gt;
Join Stacy's newsletter to get three free novels. Register here to get your books right away: http://stacyclaflin.com/newsletter/&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Dark Abigail &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tish Thawer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Women of Purgatory #2)&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: September 27th 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
Will she remain the dark assassin, or fight the evil growing within?&lt;br /&gt;
There’s a new player in Hell who’s plunged Purgatory straight into chaos.&lt;br /&gt;
Dark Abigail strikes terror in all whom she targets, but when Raven and Holli discover who’s really pulling her strings, Abigail learns that being good at her job isn’t something to be proud of, but instead, something to fear.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Author Bio:&lt;br /&gt;
Award Winning Author, Tish Thawer, writes paranormal romances for all ages. From her first paranormal cartoon, Isis, to the Twilight phenomenon, myth, magic, and superpowers have always held a special place in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
Tish is known for her detailed world-building and magic-laced stories. Her work has been compared to Nora Roberts, Sam Cheever, and Charlaine Harris. She has received a RONE Award nomination (Reward of Novel Excellence), as well as nominations for Best Cover, Reader’s Choice, and Author of the Year (Fantasy, Dystopian, Mystery).&lt;br /&gt;
Tish has worked as a computer consultant, photographer, and graphic designer, and is a columnist for Gliterary Girl media and has bylines in RT Magazine and Literary Lunes Magazine. She resides in Arizona with her husband and three wonderful children and is represented by Gandolfo, Helin, and Fountain Literary Management.&lt;br /&gt;
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A common FAQ: "How do you pronounce her last name?"&lt;br /&gt;
Answer: Think "Bower" or "Thow-er". It's Persian!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Ruin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clarissa Wild&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: September 20th 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: New Adult, Romance&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText5546675443525993385"&gt;Maybell Fairweather was the girl of my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Always smiling brightly, she kept going, despite the names her classmates called her behind her back.&lt;br /&gt;

She was full of curiosity and independence, the extent of which I could only be jealous of. Even though she had all odds stacked against her, she knew what she wanted from life and pursued it, no matter the cost.&lt;br /&gt;
She was completely my opposite in every way.&lt;br /&gt;

Perfect, even though she couldn’t see it.&lt;br /&gt;

Perfect … until me.&lt;br /&gt;
Because this is the story of how I ruined her.&lt;br /&gt;
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He winks, and somehow, it makes me blush.&lt;/div&gt;
For some reason, it’s hard to look away too.&lt;br /&gt;
“What’s your name?” I ask.&lt;br /&gt;
“Alexander Wright.”&lt;br /&gt;
I smile. “Maybell Fairweather.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Hmm … Maybell … nice name.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Thanks.” I blush.&lt;br /&gt;
I don’t know why or what it is about him, but he has this gentleness about him that soothes me and makes me want to ask him to stay, even if I don’t have a reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;
But then I realize it’s not the only reason I’m looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;
Something’s felt off since we met, and I couldn’t put my finger on it, but now, I can.&lt;br /&gt;
“Wait …” I mutter. “I know you, right?”&lt;br /&gt;
“Yeah, I’m that guy who ate a sandwich with you the other day. You don’t remember? Should I call a nurse?” He chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
I roll my eyes. “No. I mean …” I recognize him from somewhere. “I know you from … school, right?”&lt;br /&gt;
His eyes suddenly widen, and he slams his lips shut.&lt;br /&gt;
HA! I knew he looked familiar. “No way! I knew it.”&lt;br /&gt;
The muscles in his face tighten. “Oh, boy.”&lt;br /&gt;
“I’ve seen you at school a few times.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Really?” he says, scratching the back of his neck.&lt;br /&gt;
“Yeah … don’t tell me I’m making this up. I’m not crazy … right?” I pout.&lt;br /&gt;
He smiles, his dimples making me wanna pinch his cheeks. “No, you’re not crazy. It’s just a surprise that you’d even recognize me. People usually don’t even see me. I’m invisible.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Yeah?” I bite my lip and frown. “Same here.”&lt;br /&gt;
He lowers his arm. “No … you’re not invisible at all,” he says, looking at me with half-mast eyes. “I see you. All the time.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Christine would do anything to get away from it all.&lt;br /&gt;
After escaping an abusive marriage and heading up a group of brand new performers, she’s tired and in need of a vacation. So when her sister Sara wants her to go camping out in the mountains of Georgia with the girls, she packs her bags for some rest and relaxation. Not even meeting a gorgeous park ranger like Colton Donnelly is going to distract her.&lt;br /&gt;
Except Sara didn’t tell her the real reason for the trip: she’s running away from a terrible secret. One that puts all of their lives in danger.&lt;br /&gt;
Now the vacation that Christine so desperately needed is ruined, but that’s the least of her worries. She has to use her wits and skills to save them all. Because she soon finds out that werewolves are very real. And they’ll stop at nothing to get their claws into her sister.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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When the sliding door locked, I turned my gaze onto Sara and watched her, waiting for her to bring up her story. I wanted her to be the one who talked first, if only because I didn’t want to prod her too much if she was traumatized by whatever this was.&lt;/div&gt;
But if she was going to try to weasel her way out of talking to me, she had another thing coming.&lt;br /&gt;
“Wow,” she murmured softly. “Look at that full moon.”&lt;br /&gt;
I picked up a note of fear in her voice. “Yeah,” I said cautiously. “It’s beautiful.”&lt;br /&gt;
“I used to think so.” Sara turned around and looked back at me. Her eyes were wide with fright and the rigidity told me something else was going on with her.&lt;br /&gt;
Finally, my patience snapped.&lt;br /&gt;
“Sara, what’s wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;
“You won’t believe me,” she repeated, using the same phrase she used when we were putting food away.&lt;br /&gt;
I crossed my arms. “I think you’ll be surprised.”&lt;br /&gt;
Sara’s jaw worked. “I think I’m going to need more wine for this.”&lt;br /&gt;
I held up my glass. “Just drink mine.” Don’t think I’m letting you back in the kitchen that easily. She’d run away and hide and hoped I’d forget about it. She wanted to talk about it, but she was too afraid to.&lt;br /&gt;
She took my glass and downed the rest of it in one chug. I raised my eyebrows in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;
“Okay,” she said, as if warming herself up for our talk. “Okay.”&lt;br /&gt;
“It will be all right,” I told her.&lt;br /&gt;
“No, it won’t.” Tears started filling her eyes. “Christine, do you believe in werewolves?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Sci-fi junkie, video game nerd, and wannabe manga artist Erin Hayes writes a lot of things. Sometimes she writes books.&lt;br /&gt;
She works as an advertising copywriter by day, and she's a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author by night. She has lived in New Zealand, Hawaii, Texas, Alabama, and now San Francisco with her husband, cat, and a growing collection of geek paraphernalia.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Internationally Best-Selling Imdalind Series comes to a close in this long awaited heart-pounding conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;
For centuries the war that has raged within magic has ripped the world apart. Fought between Skȓítek and Trpaslík; killing father and son, and destroying a fragile balance between mortal and magic.&lt;br /&gt;
For centuries everyone has been awaiting the Silnỳ, searching for the girl who was prophesized. The girl with power strong enough to defeat the evil that plagued the world, and bring the war to an end.&lt;br /&gt;
For centuries, everyone was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
The Silnỳ was not what they had been told, the promises of future distorted by a sight that was tarnished. The evil was not what they had expected, not what they had been fighting against. Instead it was hidden amongst them; plotting, waiting for their time to strike.&lt;br /&gt;
And it did. With fire and blade the hidden evil took it’s place upon a throne of blood. The evil has shown itself and now only one person can save them all.&lt;br /&gt;
But with Sights that are no longer infallible and armies that are abandoning their king – it is no longer clear who that person is, or even if they have the courage to stand up to the evil and face their end.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Rebecca Ethington is an internationally bestselling author with almost 700,000 books sold. Her breakout debut, The Imdalind Series, has been featured on bestseller lists since its debut in 2012, reaching thousands of adoring fans worldwide and cited as “Interesting and Intense” by USA Today’s Happily Ever After Blog.&lt;br /&gt;
From writing horror to romance and creating every sort of magical creature in be-tween, Rebecca’s imagination weaves vibrant worlds that transport readers into the pages of her books. Her writing has been described as fresh, original, and groundbreaking, with stories that bend genres and create fantastical worlds.&lt;br /&gt;
Born and raised under the lights of a stage, Rebecca has written stories by the ghost light, told them in whispers in dark corridors, and never stopped creating within the pages of a notebook.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;The Reaping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shirley Anne Edwards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publication date: October 23rd 2016&lt;br /&gt;Genres: Horror, Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText6004490926445391330"&gt;The quaint village where Adela Jane lives is surrounded by fear. At night, a centuries old green mist covers the land and controls the animals within the forest. Lately, Adela feels someone or something is following her every move. Unbeknownst to her, the mist waits for the perfect moment to make her his. Adela feels trapped by her small town life and burdened by her love she keeps hidden for her best friend’s older brother, Nathan Alexander. But all that changes on her eighteenth birthday when Nathan admits his love and desire to marry her. Adela’s joy is cut short when the mist kidnaps her and takes her to his secret underground lair. Her nightmare has only just begun when the mist makes Adela his bride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What of the Jabberwocky fell in love with Alice from Lewis Caroll’s Through the Looking Glass? That’s the question tackled in The Reaping. A Young Adult with an atmospheric Gothic feel, and elements from such classic novels, as Gaston Leroux’s &lt;em&gt;Phantom of the Opera&lt;/em&gt; and John Fowles’ &lt;em&gt;The Collector.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Shirley Anne Edwards is a Northeast girl who first found her love for books when she read Nancy Drew’s The Secret of the Old Clock Tower at thirteen. Shirley found her love for writing at a very young age, and since then has let her imagination run wild by creating quirky characters and vast worlds in her head.&lt;br /&gt;
Shirley lives in New Jersey and works in the entertainment industry in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;
In the immortal words of Mark Twain: “Life is short, Break the Rules. Forgive quickly, Kiss SLOWLY. Love truly. Laugh uncontrollably and never regret ANYTHING That makes you smile.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;My Junior Year of Loathing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennifer DiGiovanni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published by: Swoon Romance&lt;br /&gt;Publication date:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #212121; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;October 25th 2016&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;
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Junior year is supposed to be tough. Exams, term papers, homework, college tours, and participation in extra-curricular activities can all add up to non-stop stress. But Melinda Banner has goals to achieve and dreams to make real. This year, she’ll be unstoppable. But even over achievers need a break.&lt;br /&gt;
While walking in the woods to take a break from the stress of it all, Melinda meets a boy named Connor. After a few more run-ins, the two settle into an uneasy friendship, if you can even call it that.&lt;br /&gt;
But Connor’s closed and mysterious. Whenever Melinda asks too many questions, he suddenly has to go or is no longer interested in talking. When they’re together, she’s torn between wanting him to open up and running away as fast as she can. Still she can’t seem to shake her budding interest in him.&lt;br /&gt;
Connor has his own way of looking at the world, and his views often conflict with Melinda’s practical nature. Can you like someone and loathe them at the same time? Is he even worth the emotional tug on her heartstrings or distraction from all things Junior year?&lt;br /&gt;
And, as if she needs another project right now, Melinda starts to obsess over the abandoned estate she passes on the way to school each day. Between Connor and the old estate, Melinda’s beginning to think she’s taking on too much.&lt;br /&gt;
But Melinda’s smart. She finds a way to indulge her interest in the estate and fulfill her obligations. She will uncover the truth behind the aging edifice for an epic article in the school newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;
But when her investigation reveals a connection between Connor and a tragedy long-since forgotten, Melinda has a choice: put off her junior year achievements to save a local landmark and a boy who constantly pushes her away or put them both out of her mind for good and focus on making the grade.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Jennifer DiGiovanni is the author of the School Dayz Series. When she’s not writing or reading, she likes to try new sports and activities from archery to ballroom dancing, with varying degrees of success.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="freeText2504309510005794028"&gt;Joclyn Despain has been marred by a brand on her skin. She doesn’t know why the mark appeared on her neck, but she doesn’t want anyone to see it, including her best friend Ryland, who knows everything else about her. The scar is the reason she hides herself behind baggy clothes, and won’t let the idea of kissing Ryland enter her mind, no matter how much she wants to.&lt;br /&gt;

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If only she knew that she was.&lt;br /&gt;
If only she had known that the cursed stone her estranged father sent for her 16th birthday would trigger a change in her. Now, she is being stalked by a tall blonde man, and is miraculously throwing her high school bully ten feet in the air.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rebecca Ethington is an internationally bestselling author with almost 700,000 books sold. Her breakout debut, The Imdalind Series, has been featured on bestseller lists since its debut in 2012, reaching thousands of adoring fans worldwide and cited as “Interesting and Intense” by USA Today’s Happily Ever After Blog.&lt;br /&gt;
From writing horror to romance and creating every sort of magical creature in be-tween, Rebecca’s imagination weaves vibrant worlds that transport readers into the pages of her books. Her writing has been described as fresh, original, and groundbreaking, with stories that bend genres and create fantastical worlds.&lt;br /&gt;
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Surrendered at age ten—after her parents could no longer afford her exorbitant fees—Vee Delancourt has spent six hard years at the Mills, alongside her twin, Oliver. With just a year to freedom, they do what they can to stay off the Master’s radar. But when Vee discovers unspeakable things happening to the younger girls in service, she has no choice but to take a stand—a decision that lands her on the run and outside the fence for the first time since the System robbed her of her liberty.&lt;br /&gt;
Vee knows the Master will stop at nothing to prove he holds ultimate authority over the Surrendered. But when he makes a threat that goes beyond what even she considers possible, she accepts the aid of an unlikely group of allies. Problem is, with opposing factions gunning for the one thing that might save them all, Vee must find a way to turn oppression and desperation into hope and determination—or risk failing all the children and the brother she left behind.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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A sinking feeling washes over me. “We’re going to Meadowood.”&lt;/div&gt;
He responds without opening his eyes, “I want answers.”&lt;br /&gt;
I start to argue that this will be a fool’s errand, but in truth, I want the same answers he does. “Do you think the man who rescued Oliver was with the Southies?”&lt;br /&gt;
“I don’t know who else it could’ve been.” He sits up and stretches. “It must’ve been them, and I want to know why they changed the plan without informing us. The Master and his Regulators got to the rooftop very quickly after I fired that shot. I have to wonder if someone told them we were there.”&lt;br /&gt;
“You think the Southies took Oliver to get the combination and then set the Regulators on us? Why would they do that?”&lt;br /&gt;
He rubs his face. “It doesn’t make any sense. But something’s not adding up.”&lt;br /&gt;
I ponder this, thinking about my brother’s strange plea. “I know you think I’m insane, but I can’t help but feel like Oliver knew someone was going to take him; I swear it felt like he was speaking to me when he said not to interfere. But that doesn’t make any sense, either. He’s been behind the fence for years.”&lt;br /&gt;
Cason yawns and tries to shake off the effects of the Papaver. “I don’t think you’re crazy; his message did seem odd for someone who was about to hang for a crime he didn’t commit. I don’t know, but hopefully he’ll be at Meadowood and you can ask him yourself.”&lt;br /&gt;
My mood elevates as I realize I may only be hours away from a reunion with my brother. The pain in my arm forgotten, I try to concentrate only on this knowledge, confident we’ll have our answers soon enough. “I didn’t get a chance to thank you for earlier. You could’ve just turned me over to the Master and walked away, but you didn’t. I’m grateful for that.”&lt;br /&gt;
I feel a little embarrassed as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally I’m not one to share my feelings, but the Papaver Flower makes me breathless and lightheaded and loosens my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;
He reaches for me, careful not to jostle my splinted wrist, and pulls my face to his. “I’m probably going to ruin that sentiment by telling you the Master would never have let me go anyway, but know this—” he runs the pad of his thumb along my lower lip and meets my eyes “—if everyone else in the entire world leaves you to fend for yourself, if your father, your mother, your brother disappoint you, if God himself decides you aren’t worthy . . . you’ll still be able to count on me. I’ve got your back, Vera.”&lt;br /&gt;
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With over 20 years’ experience in the legal and medical fields, Case Maynard decided to trade in her briefs and reports to write the stories that have been floating around in her head since childhood. She lives with her two teenagers and husband in South Georgia, while maintaining a long-distance liaison with her oldest daughter and partner in crime in Alaska. When not writing, she enjoys reading as often as possible, binge watching anything good on Netflix, and all things NCAA football (Go Noles!). You can learn more about Case and her stories on her website.&lt;br /&gt;
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