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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEAD OF NIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Blood Curse Chronicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

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The Vasile family owns a funeral home in Frederickton, Virginia. For the most part, life in this small town is ideal. However, there is one secret they try to hide – one that could destroy their lives as they know it.&lt;br /&gt;
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When a strange girl comes to town for her grandmother’s funeral, new information is uncovered. There is a chance the Vasiles and all other vampires will know a day when they can become human and break the blood curse that has plagued vampires for centuries.&lt;br /&gt;
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She opens her mouth to say something, more than likely about what book I should purchase, but I speak before she can get any words out.&lt;br /&gt;
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She tilts her head as if I have just asked her a confusing question.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Well…I don’t know how to explain this. It won’t make much sense to you, but the piano plays itself.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She must see the disbelief written across my face because she hastily adds, “Sometimes there is the shadow of a person sitting on the piano bench, but honest to goodness the keys play themselves.”&lt;br /&gt;
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The music starts playing and I find my body gravitating towards the sound. The keys bob up and down swiftly seemingly of their own accord. My heart leaps as I see the shadow of a person sitting on the bench. If I did not believe the old woman before, I sure do now.&lt;br /&gt;
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I inch closer to the piano.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Is it a spirit? A ghost? My imagination?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A fast paced jazz tune is echoing throughout the shop. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the inky dust particles. I open my eyes and the head of the shadow is facing toward me. I reach out to touch it, unsure if I should. My hand goes right through the dark form and slowly the music stops playing.&lt;br /&gt;
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The woman’s hand tugs on my arm. There is a slightly annoyed look on her wrinkled face.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why did you go and scare him off?”&lt;br /&gt;
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I can’t help but ask her, “Him? How do you know that it is a ‘him’?&lt;br /&gt;
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She chuckles and pushes her glasses up her nose to keep them from sliding off.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Dear, you can tell by how he plays the piano. There’s such passion behind the sounds. He has so much emotion.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.to/2gkEXdv" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; ✯ &lt;a href="http://viewbook.at/Dead-Night" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon Int'l&lt;/a&gt; ✯ &lt;a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35684271-dead-of-night" target="_blank"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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James Agee Jr. writes fictional stories that border on the unknown. When he isn’t reading a book, he is writing one. Stories surround him and he cannot help but to write a few of them down. Occasionally, some of those stories turn into books. He firmly believes that words have power and that if you are reading then you are doing yourself a wonderful favor.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sex and poison aren’t enough to help William forget his status as a shunned reaper with a sordid past. Rejected, disgraced, and hopeless, he straps on his emotional armor so no one will ever hurt him again. His path to redemption for his sins is side-tracked by Natalie, an exquisite human trying to save her sister from the horrors of the Other World. But then Natalie’s reckless actions sets William on a collision course between his past and his present: a demonic tyrant who wants William back in her bed; the sadistic daughter of an angel who wants revenge on his murdering mother-goddess; and the mother-goddess who demands obedience and love from William, her favorite child. After learning the dark secret of Natalie’s past, how much will he sacrifice to save her soul?&lt;br /&gt;
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William lost himself in sensations: the taste, the smell, the feel, everything that was Natalie. His lips continued their trek along her neck, down to her collarbone, before starting up the other side to taste her other ear. Warmth infiltrated every molecule of his body, melting the darkness in his soul, his heart, and his mind. He wanted Natalie not just physically, but emotionally. He wanted her to want him, to need him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why was he torturing himself? He was no longer free to pursue her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting his head, he peered into her eyes, wide and dilated. She breathed heavily, the rise of her breasts pressing against him, stirring a need to tear off her clothes and forever brand her as his.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her lips parted, drawing his gaze. Slowly, he sucked on her lip ring. Her lips were full and pliant, and she tasted warm and soft, like sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Does your mouth hurt?” she whispered when he abandoned her.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Nothing hurts when I’m touching you.”&lt;br /&gt;
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And it was true. Overpowered by her essence, the aches dissipated: the ache in his heart, his body, and his soul. He felt whole and free, free to live and love and be a man that could be loved.&lt;br /&gt;
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Craving another taste, he opened her mouth with his tongue. She welcomed him in, allowing him to push inside as deeply as he wanted. He savored her until she writhed and pressed her curves against his budding hardness. One hand cupped her breast, squeezing until her nipple hardened. When he rolled his thumb over the peak she broke off the kiss to lean her head back and moan. He immediately sought her neck, kissing a trail toward the neckline of her shirt.&lt;br /&gt;
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William froze as Bianca’s voice slammed the door on his fantasy. Closing his eyes, he murmured, “Sorry. I forgot where we were for a moment,” before stepping away and facing the other woman. To his surprise, she was grinning.&lt;br /&gt;
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Natalie blushed. He could tell by the wave of heat hitting his back. Needing to put distance between them, he straddled the chair once again. Unable to behold his Natalie without striding across the room and kissing her, he distracted himself by sloshing another shot of vodka into his cup and tossing it down. He shuddered when the burn hit the back of his throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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He winced at Natalie’s question. She just couldn’t stop asking questions, could she? Gripping the cup in his hands, he braced himself for Bianca’s answer. If there had been any wavering in Natalie’s feelings toward him, it was about to unravel.&lt;br /&gt;
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Genre: Holiday Mystery&lt;br /&gt;
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We've got twelve new, never-before published, Christmas-themed cozy mysteries in a boxed set from twelve, bestselling cozy authors.&lt;br /&gt;
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And what's a cozy without a pet? To help spread some of the Christmas spirit, the authors of &lt;b&gt;The 12 Slays of Christmas&lt;/b&gt;, along with sharing our Christmas whodunit stories, are &lt;b&gt;donating all of the proceeds from our boxed set to an animal rescue shelter to help cats and dogs in need&lt;/b&gt; - and you can be a part of it all!&lt;br /&gt;
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Come on, read our cozies and have yourself a Merry Christmas with a little murder, a whole lot of fun, and a gift of love to our cozy pet partners in crime solving!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Abby L Vandiver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Through her various occupations, Abby discovered her love of writing. She'd always been told she had a gift for telling stories, combining the two, she became an author.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her debut novel, the mystery/sci-fi, In the Beginning, Book I in the Mars Origin "I" Series was an Amazon #1 bestseller. It was written on a whim, packed away, and rediscovered some twelve years later. After publishing it in 2013, Abby decided to make writing a full-time endeavor. She's penned a slew of novels since then and has even more in her head. Although she writes mostly mystery, she's written a historical/women's fiction novel. It was co-written with author and friend, Kathryn Dionne under the pen name Kathryn Longino. Currently she is working on her first cozy mystery series. There will be at least five in the series, three, Bed &amp;amp; Breakfast Bedlam, Coastal Cottage Calamity, and Maya Mound Mayhem have already been published and are Amazon international bestsellers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Abby, a former lawyer and college professor, has a bachelor's degree in Economics, a master's in Public Administration, and a Juris Doctor. A lifetime resident of Cleveland, Ohio, Abby spends all of her time writing and enjoying her wonderful grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;
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USA Today Bestselling author Amy M. Reade writes women's contemporary and gothic fiction. Her books have been compared to authors such as Daphne du Maurier, Phyllis Whitney, and Victoria Holt. Amy's standalone novels feature vivid descriptions of exotic and fascinating locations, such as the Thousand Islands region of New York State, Charleston, South Carolina, and the Big Island of Hawaii. Most recently, she has been working on The Malice series, set in the United Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;
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A former attorney, Amy found that writing was her true calling. She loves cooking, reading, and travel. You can visit her website, where, in addition to information about her books and appearances, you will find a contact form, suggested playlists to go along with her novels, and notes and recommendations on wines.&lt;br /&gt;
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Amy specializes in fun, comedic reads about accident prone, easily distracted women with questionable taste in men. So, autobiographies, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;
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Amy is the former East Coast Editor of SURFER Magazine but the urge to drive up and down the coast interviewing surfers has long since left her. Currently, she is a nerd and Labradoodle mommy who works at home with her goofy husband.&lt;br /&gt;
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She loves interacting with fans when the dog isn't laying on top of her, so stop by her blog or Twitter and say hi!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cindy Bell has always loved reading, but it is only recently that she has discovered her passion for writing romantic cozy mysteries. When she is not reading or writing she loves baking (and eating) sweet treats, or walking along the beach with her energetic cocker spaniel, thinking of the next adventure her characters can embark on. Cindy is the author of the Chocolate Centered, Dune House, Sage Gardens, Nuts about Nuts, Bekki the Beautician, Wendy the Wedding Planner and the Macaron Patisserie Cozy Mystery Series.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Colleen Helme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Colleen Helme is the author of the best-selling Shelby Nichols Adventure Series, a wildly entertaining and highly humorous series about Shelby Nichols, a woman with the ability to read minds. When asked if reading minds is something Colleen wishes she could do she says, "No way! It gets Shelby into so much trouble that I would never want that ability." Known for her laugh since she was a kid, Colleen has always tried to find the humor in every situation and continues to enjoy writing about Shelby's adventures. Besides writing, she loves reading, biking, hiking, and playing board and card games with family and friends. She loves to connect with readers and admits that fans of the series keep her writing.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am born and raised in New Orleans. I started going to parades and watched them from sitting on my Dad's shoulders before I could walk. I've been in Girl Scout parades, high school parades, St. Patrick's parades, Mardi Gras parades, on dance teams in parades and just about any loosely organized group who deemed it necessary to parade. I just can't help myself. I love parades.&lt;br /&gt;
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I spent 20+ years working for and retired from AT&amp;amp;T. I have worked and lived in New York City, Madison, New Jersey, Atlanta, Georgia and Birmingham, Alabama returning home for the big parade every year--Mardi Gras.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before Katrina, I moved away and back three times, four if you count rebuilding the same house at the same address after Katrina flooded my home. I did miss a couple of parades that year.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm an avid sailor and Scuba diver for many years, and made lasting friendships from sailing and dive trips. I love travel and if the opportunity presents itself, I'm there. Except for a brief stint where I had to own and learn how to ride a motorcycle, I've been a water baby. When I am not enjoying fun with friends in all New Orleans has to offer- sailing and racing with friends on Lake Pontchartrain, Mardi Gras, parties and festivals- I head to Florida.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am an ardent animal lover and direct volunteer breed rescue work as Schnauzer Rescue of Louisiana. I love to write and I write about what I know and love! You can take the girl out of New Orleans, but you can't take the New Orleans out of the girl!&lt;br /&gt;
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Dead &amp;amp; Breakfast, the second book in my series THE NEW ORLEANS GO CUP CHRONICLES placed in two categories in the 2014 SOLA Chapter of RWA's Dixie Kane contest for Short/Long Series for Contemporary fiction and for Single Title Contemporary fiction. My first book is RESCUED BY A KISS.&lt;br /&gt;
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Judith Lucci is an international best-selling author. She writes what she knows.....Hospitals, Patients, Physicians and Health Care. She adds suspense and intrigue along with well-constructed plots, vivid descriptions, and memorable characters, and produces medical thrillers that few readers can put down.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dr. Lucci is the author of the Alexandra Destephano Series, a series of medical thrillers that offer fans an escape into the busy world of a fictitious world-class hospital in New Orleans. The protagonist is Alexandra Destephano, a nurse-attorney who leaves her home in Virginia to become the legal counsel for a large New Orleans hospital. Lucci's thrillers are a fast-paced, riveting glimpses in the reality of hospitals that offer reader’s believable drama, and an extraordinary read that allow them to escape into the complex, often mysterious world of health care. There are currently five novels in The Alexandra Destephano series.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lucci’s Michaela McPherson crime series is set in Richmond where Judith was born and raised. Main characters include Michaela, a retired Richmond Homicide detective and Countess Dorothy Borghase, Mic’s aging, aristocratic partner. Of special importance is retired police dog Angel. Lucci’s stories are often based on current day issues and focus on social justice. Her books advocate for vulnerable populations.&lt;br /&gt;
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Virginia born Judith Lucci holds graduate and doctoral degrees from Virginia Commonwealth University and the University of Virginia. She is the author of numerous academic and health-related research articles and documents. She is currently a professor of Nursing at a major University in the Southern United States. Her novels are based on her clinical experiences, research and very active imagination. Lucci’s novels have won awards and all carry the Five Star Rating by Readers’ Favorite.   When not teaching or writing, Judith is an avid silk painter and multi-media artist. She lives in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia with her family and five dogs. For a free short story, check out her website.&lt;br /&gt;
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From an early age, Kathryn's love of treasure hunting sparked an interest in archaeology. As an amateur archaeologist, she's been fortunate enough to uncover some very unique artifacts in different parts of the globe. However, she's still searching for that very special scroll.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Eleventh Hour Trilogy, an Amazon #1 best seller, is a supernatural thriller set in Israel. The story is based on a terrifying end-of-the-world dream she had over fifteen years ago that still haunts her to this day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Under the pen name Kathryn Longino, Kathryn has partnered with author Abby L. Vandiver and wrote, At the End of the Line, an Amazon #1 bestseller. The book is a women's/historical fiction that spans from 1958 through 1972. It is a story of friendship, survival, and determination during one of the most tumultuous times in America's history.&lt;br /&gt;
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Six Mile Canyon is the first book in the Savannah Swift Psychic Mystery Series. It is about a seventeen year old girl who keeps having nightmares about a woman being buried alive in her car. With the help of her two best friends, Savannah discovers that the the woman from her dreams is a real person who went missing three years earlier.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kim knew she wanted to be a writer before she even knew how to write. When her parents read bedtime stories to her, she knew she wanted to be a part of the story world. She started out writing children’s stories, and her stories grew as she did. She discovered a gift for humor and a love for making people laugh with her tales, and the Trailer Park Princess series was born.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kim loves to not only make her readers laugh and entertain them with a good mystery, but also to examine the issues the everyday people face…well, every day. Issues like faith and forgiveness, perseverance and tolerance. Set in Lubbock, Texas, the fun books feature a cast of quirky characters, outrageous situations, a drama queen of a dog, and from time to time, a tear or two. Kim lives with her husband of more than thirty years and two teenage kids in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;
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A 2015 Georgia Author of the Year Best Mystery finalist, Larissa writes the Cherry Tucker Mystery and Maizie Albright Star Detective series. The first in the Cherry Tucker series, Portrait of a Dead Guy, is a 2012 Daphne du Maurier finalist, 2012 The Emily finalist, and 2011 Dixie Kane Memorial winner. Her books have also been nominated for Georgia Author of the Year and the Silver Falchion Award. She loves books, food, and traveling with her family.&lt;br /&gt;
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For those who live to read...here are some awesome books provided by the incredible authors who wrote them. All in celebration of the new school year.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Science Fiction in traditional literary terms&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a&amp;nbsp;literary or cinematic genre in which fantasy, typically based on speculative scientific discoveries or developments,environmental changes, space travel, or life on other planets,forms part of the plot or background.&lt;br /&gt;
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Please enjoy these books that focus on sci-fi and all its sub-genres. The list is available in alphabetically order by title.&lt;br /&gt;
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What do you do when the world as you know it ends? Run! A perfect life slides into despair when a trusting neighbor whispers a warning, and Mike and Laura Davis’s world crumbles. Dreams and goals come to an abrupt end, but a new existence waits in the future. Survival depends on the ingenuity of family and friends. First, they must hide in a safe place.&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you sick of US politics? Afraid of what will become of America because your chosen candidate didn’t prevail? Do you believe the world is doomed now that King Donald has claimed the Oval Office throne?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.to/2iowerk"&gt;Only the Dead Don't Die&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/author/adpopovich"&gt;A.D. Popovich&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Scarlett Lewis doesn’t realize the United States is succumbing to a horrific pandemic. Until Scarlett begins to notice the bizarre events occurring around her . . . Travel with Scarlett on her perilous journey as she discovers the dark fate of the human race. Along the way, she meets other survivors who may not have her best interests at heart. With hope as her last weapon of defense, Scarlett must learn how to survive in this creeper-infested world without sacrificing her own humanity.

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Carla Simon is a best-selling novelist besieged by death threats and lawsuits because her stories keep turning out to be true. She is considered an extraordinary researcher, uncovering facts unknown by field experts.






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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.to/2vmIZ6W"&gt;Scavenger's Mission&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.lizaoconnor.com/"&gt;Liza O'Connor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In a single month, Alisha Kane has gone from a wealthy debutante to street girl to scavenger.  While testing her new flying skills in the Cully Canyon, Alisha incurs a near-death crash landing. She’s “rescued” by a colonel of the SkyRyders and her life changes forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEAR DIARY,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;by Susan Horsnell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A story about the real danger of bullying which every child should read.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SUMMER NIGHTS OF DELIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Steamy Romance&lt;/div&gt;
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With the summer months slipping by, the temperature will still stay hot when you read this heart stopping collection of passion and seduction. Brought to you by the authors of Romance Books 4 Us, and written by today’s hottest bestselling authors, there is a little bit of something for everyone in each story. So run, don’t walk, to your nearest online eBook retailer and one-click this compilation of sexy reads which will pull you into… summer nights of delight.&lt;br /&gt;
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When Ally inherits a Texas ranch, she’s not about to trade in her Harley for a horse or a cow. However, she is taken with the McCrays, two deliciously virile cousins who own the adjoining land. Lucas and Colt’s lean, hard bodies are a major delight as she watches them work their property then strip to skin to cool off in the creek. Maybe it’s time to meet her neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;
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Colt’s never known a woman quite like Ally, sultry yet vulnerable and totally clueless when it comes to ranching. Hell, what kind of man would he be if he didn’t offer to help? Lucas feels the same. Both men want to give her some fun, Texas style. Long, hard, and thorough.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ally’s certainly game for a good time, yet the sweetest surprise is what follows.&lt;br /&gt;
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Three years ago Sophia Hunt was on the tail end of a bad break up and in a vulnerable and confused state of mind when she crossed paths with the sexy and seductive J.T. Mastrantonio.&lt;/div&gt;
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Three years after his wife’s death, Quinn Carling has finally come to peace with himself and the detective returns to New Orleans to visit her grave and say goodbye. Darcy Jefferson is a street performer who can see auras and refuses to let her abusive past bring her down. When this unlikely pair meets, the sparks begin to fly. When they witness a murder together, Quinn resolves to protect Darcy. With help—and interference—from Quinn’s former in-laws, the local police who want Quinn back, a mutt named Olaf and a powerful voodoo priestess, the two of them help search for the murderer, so he doesn’t find them first.&lt;br /&gt;
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Quinn never expected to fall in love again, but he hadn’t counted on the magic of New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kidnapped and seduced, Crystal Wedgewood will do anything to get back to her husband. Even fight a king dragon with her bare hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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Marcus, Lance and Charles, once three warriors and now forever friends. When Marcus marries the girl of both their dreams, Lance feels bereft, as happiness seems impossible. But when he sees a girl in dire need of rescuing the gentleman in him responds, even though reluctantly.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shannon has always loved Lance. When her wicked brother-in-law takes her captive, planning to kill her once she achieves her majority and he can claim her fortune, she prays Lance will find and rescue her. His loving her is beyond her imagination, but she will go through hell to be with him. Can they both survive the torture they find they must endure to be together?&lt;br /&gt;
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A sexy CEO finds an unexpected treasure when a quirky thrift-shop owner falls off a ladder, and into his arms. Lust at first sight has never been so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;
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A sexy P.I. between jobs decides to take what should be an easy assignment. Little does he know his life is about to get complicated in a multitude of ways when he becomes involved with the woman he was sent to find–and reawakens a past nightmare neither of them is prepared for…&lt;br /&gt;
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Nick Red Cloud is between jobs when he’s offered a milk-run job for a nice chunk of cash. Since he’s at a loose end, he takes the job, a simple locate and report back assignment that takes him to a small town in Montana. He certainly never expects to meet a woman who will challenge him, ignite a passion he’s never experienced before – and then reject him when he unintentionally disrupts her entire life and brings her face to face with a nightmare past she’s fought years to forget. When the truth becomes clear, Nick becomes a man on a mission, and he won’t stop until he’s avenged his mistake and made it right with the rebellious woman who’s stolen his heart…&lt;br /&gt;
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Benji Reed was an accountant by day but a surfer on vacation. Neither of those two things had anything to do with women and that was exactly the way he liked it. He was a focused career-minded man who didn’t have time for dating. That is until he met a hottie in the local bar who caught his eye.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kylee Scott was running from a failed relationship and her ex. Luckily she'd been granted permission to inhabit her Grams cottage and unlimited access to as much sun and solitude as a woman needed. Except for two distractions which happened to both be men. There was one on a silver surf board that didn’t know how to surf and another in a bar. Her biggest problem... they both captured her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Tina Donahue&lt;/b&gt; is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. She's won Readers' Choice Awards, RWA awards - Holt Medallion and NEC, and won a Book of the Year award. She’s featured in the Novel &amp;amp; Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Nicole Morgan&lt;/b&gt; is a USA Today and International best-selling author who has written romance in various genres of romance. She is a proud member of Writerspace, a Romance Books ‘4’ Us Gold Author, as well as being a Sweet and Sexy Diva. Additionally, you will find Nicole writing under the names of Taylor Brooks and Nicki Day.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Steamy Romance series, book 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Autumn rain hit the round window. Sheets of water slid down the glass obscuring the view, but Terry Kovac gazed out anyway. The window seat where she sat was the perfect place for reflection and contemplation. Coffee long grown cold, stirring it served a purpose, and she lifted the cup to her lips for a sip. The cold, bitter liquid brought her back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;
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The wall phone in the kitchen rang, the appliance a throwback to another time, and she let it go to voicemail. If the caller was anyone who knew her well and cared about what she wanted, they’d call her cell phone first. Waiting, she heard the click of the old fashioned answering machine.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Hey babe, it’s Arvin. Give me a call before noon if you want to ride out to Oscar’s with me. I’m leaving at one. Talk to you later.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Oscar was Arvin’s biker friend, an aging hippie who Terry felt used Arvin. Shaking her head, Arvin knew she disliked Oscar, and the act of calling her on the house phone was his passive aggressive way to justify saying later, “I called you and you never returned my call. I didn’t want to go alone, so when I didn’t hear from you, I asked Gloria.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She got up off the window seat and took the cup into the kitchen, dumping the coffee in the sink. A fresh cup poured, she returned to the living room to sit at the window. Then her cell phone rang. Picking it up, she saw Arvin’s number and answered.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Ha! No, I actually had a change of plans. I’m leaving now. Do you want me to swing by?”&lt;br /&gt;
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He’d never gone out of his way to drive up to her apartment in all the years they’d been seeing each other. She wondered what had possessed him now.&lt;br /&gt;
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“No, I’m staying in today. Besides, it would be out of your way. Have fun, tell Oscar I said hi,” Terry said.&lt;br /&gt;
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A trip to the emergency room leads to a whirlwind romance for Philadelphia law student Brenda and ER physician Larry. Head over heels in love with Brenda, nothing can disturb the love he has for her, not even a dark secret from her past.&lt;br /&gt;
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Valerie Lee has left Seattle, including everyone she knows and loves, to join long-time boyfriend John Maverick at the University of Boston. Fast forward a year later to graduation. Val is excited about heading back to her hometown, but John wants to stay and climb his way to the top in Boston. She doesn’t agree with the change of plans so takes matters into her own hands. When she leaves like a thief in the night, there will be a lot to explain.&lt;br /&gt;
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A few days ago John and me graduated from Boston University, at long last, and I couldn’t be happier. We’d finished school, there would be no more homework, and soon, we’d be done with Boston, too. All I had left to do before we left was get this tattoo done.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jenson, my tattoo artist, always pulled off perfection in his work. The mix of colors and shapes he’d inked into my skin over the past months were capturing what I’d envisioned when we’d started working on my creation. The man had been able to take all of my own drawings and fit them into a masterpiece on my arm. This was the third sitting, but my three-quarter sleeve would be complete after tonight. John wasn’t a fan of my growing tattoo collection, or its increasing visibility, but he didn’t stop me from going to get them.&lt;br /&gt;
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“About time. It was starting to hurt.” I chuckled and went over to the mirror. My smile wouldn’t go, I loved it. “You’re the best. You met my every expectation.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“We had a good time, didn’t we?” I nodded, and he asked, “What are you doing tonight? You want to grab a beer or something?”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Is he asking me on a date? Oh my god.&lt;/i&gt; “I’m sorry, Jenson. I’m going to dinner with my boyfriend, and then we’re supposed to go out after. I could call you, if you want to meet up later?” &lt;i&gt;And that made the situation even more awkward. Great.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“That’s okay. You two enjoy your night.”&lt;br /&gt;
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After giving Jenson a hug, I made my final payment. The thought didn’t escape me that I’d have given him a chance if I wasn’t with John. Jenson was cute, that was for sure, with amazing ink on his arms, fingers, and neck. Plus, he had a smirk which made me blush. Maybe I just had a thing for bad boys.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before leaving Seattle, getting the small star on my ankle had scared me. Now, I had plenty of tattoos, and couldn’t seem to stop myself from planning the next one, and the next. John and I’d gotten matching tattoos a couple of weeks ago. It had been his second piece, but they were always covered because his future didn’t allow for ink, or so he said. John felt his aspirations to be a respectable businessman meant no ink should show, that people couldn’t know he was marked. I didn’t like his prejudice. We often debated over this, but had never come to an agreement. Back in Seattle, Nix’s boyfriend Levi was covered in them, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a respected businessman. He and his partner Kyle owned Ink Me, the tattoo shop where I’d gotten that star.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight, at dinner, I planned on asking John when we were headed home. Boston wasn’t my home, never would be. I missed Seattle, my friends, and my family way too much. With a number of cheap flights leaving almost every day, all we had to do was to pack our things and go.&lt;br /&gt;
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We were getting ready to go out for dinner. I was taking care of my tattoo, which I couldn’t stop staring at, when John asked, “Hey, sweet pea. Tonight is country night at the pub, are you up for going after dinner?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Country, really? Do we need to wear cowboy hats?” I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;
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“No, that won’t be necessary. Wear your jeans, nothing fancy.”&lt;br /&gt;
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I nodded; I had no problem with that. John watched me get dressed, and I could see desire in his eyes. These past few weeks we’d both been under a lot of stress with our finals. There’d been a couple of fights, I’d cried, and had even thought we’d never get over it. In the end, we reconciled, but I was having trouble shaking the feeling that things had changed forever between us.&lt;br /&gt;
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I blushed. “So are you.” John was easy on the eye. He had perfect white teeth, slick hair, and a casual chic style which fit him well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Approaching me and wrapping his arms around my waist, he said, “I think we’re going to be fine now. We’ll enjoy our summer and get good jobs. Maybe look into a bigger apartment?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“I can’t wait to be home again.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Home? You mean here, right? In Boston?”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;What? No… no… no.&lt;/i&gt; “I’m not staying in Boston, John. I want to go back to Seattle. That is home for me, and it always will be. That’s always been the plan…”&lt;br /&gt;
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His arms loosened and he leaned back to look at me. “I– I don’t know what to say, Val. I thought we were staying here. I have a good chance of getting in with a really good firm downtown.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Shaking his head, his next words gutted me. “I’m sorry, but, no, I don’t want to. This city adopted me, and I love it here.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Look, can we enjoy our date tonight, then talk about this later?”&lt;br /&gt;
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When he kissed my lips it felt disconnected. A tall, thick wall had risen between us. I accepted his offer to placate him, for the moment, but I would never agree to stay here.&lt;br /&gt;
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Phoenix Silverstone came into his life and put him through an emotional roller coaster. No one knows what they sign up for when they fall in love, and Levi is no exception. Dealing with his girlfriend’s negligent biological father, and her old demons returning to tempt her, Levi has way more on his plate than he bargained for. It can break them or make them stronger.&lt;br /&gt;
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Both getting to know each other more, they fall deeper in love and are ready to take on the next step. With their wedding approaching, Levi wants what is best for her. A time apart turns out to be exactly what Nix needs but in Levi’s world, it means moping around missing the girl of his dreams.&lt;br /&gt;
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More love, more ink, more Kyle and definitely a whole lot more of Levi. Can Nix and Levi survive the reality of their life together or will it break them apart?&lt;br /&gt;
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A romance lover, Jude writes about love, pain, heartbreak and matters that will challenge your heart. A book can tell an unexpected story, no matter which directions it takes. Jude embraces words that have haunted her for years.

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Jude is a working mom who dedicates her time to a law firm and writing books. She has an energetic superhero son, and a supportive boyfriend of many years. Her family is her rock; she could not survive without them. Born a country girl, she transformed into a city woman who now lives in Montreal, Canada. Although French is her first language, Jude decided to write in English because she liked the challenge.

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&lt;b&gt;Romance in traditional literary terms&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a narration of the extraordinary exploits of heroes, often in exotic or mysterious settings. The term romance has also been used for stories of mysterious adventures, not necessarily of heroes. These adventure romances usually are set in distant places.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1682910326/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1501018507&amp;amp;sr=8-1&amp;amp;pi=AC_SX236_SY340_QL65&amp;amp;keywords=angela+scavone&amp;amp;dpPl=1&amp;amp;dpID=41d3NpjTMrL&amp;amp;ref=plSrch"&gt;A Journey Home&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="https://angelascavone.com/"&gt;Angela Scavone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Contemporary Romance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Air Force Captain Stephanie Tyler's sole duty is to fly overseas to war torn areas of the world to retrieve and escort the bodies of fallen soldiers back home to the United States. It is a tough and emotional job but she is honored for the privilege. Her duty also helps her to escape her past and her failed marriage. But those flights have become increasingly more dangerous and she is forced to have a partner accompany her. Much to Stephanie's surprise and dismay, she is partnered up with her ex-husband, Captain Douglas 'DA' Aston. From the moment DA enters the scene, he irritates her. It could have something to do with the fact he slept with her best friend while she and DA were married. As they go on several missions together, Stephanie is forced to be courteous and professional with DA even though the very sight of him irritates her beyond comprehension. Then, Stephanie's cheating, husband stealing, ex-best friend is killed in Afghanistan and Stephanie and DA must escort her body home. While executing this difficult duty, a myriad of conflicting emotions makes Stephanie ponder how short life really is . . . and to question her own ability to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.to/2fZTlHX"&gt;Beside Still Waters&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.ryanjosummers.com/"&gt;Ryan Jo Summers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Contemporary Christian Romance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Top Journalist and corporate climber McKayla Buchanan is sent to a remote California mountain camp for inner-city, at-risk teens. Accustomed to political and high-society assignments, she is suddenly a fish out of water. At Camp In As Much, she meets eight hostile and distrustful teens, assorted volunteers, rescued horses—and Clay.&lt;br /&gt;
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Clay Michaels is the man who founded Camp In As Much and made it the success it is now. His hope for the highly recommended journalist is to come and write a feature to send seeds out to form other camps like his nationwide one. He never considered the reporter would turn out to be a lovely woman, or for him to have such an attraction to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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While McKayla’s assignment is supposed to be temporary, it isn’t long before she and Clay are each wishing it could last longer. A serious situation will force McKayla to decide if she can give up her worldly ways and place her faith in the same higher source that Clay does.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.to/2vZ8Q6L"&gt;Betting on Love in Vegas&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.stacyhoff.com/"&gt;Stacy Hoff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Romance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Catherine “Cat” Warner has problems. The profits from her inns are down. The pressure from her parents is up. Her love life is non-existent. But Cat did manage to get the attention of tough, powerful, gorgeous hotel magnate Ty Orland. Unfortunately, his interest in her is for all the wrong reasons. Instead of wanting Cat, this debonair CEO only wants her land—a parcel he desperately needs for his next big development deal. Too bad, it’s not for sale. A people pleaser by nature, Cat knows to stand strong. If she caves in to the demands of this sexy, alluring man, it will be her own neck on the line.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ty Orland has a lot of things going for him. Success. Power. Respect. Unfortunately, he’s also got an old chip on his shoulder and a new financial nightmare. His development deal is going down in flames—and fast. His only way out is if Cat sells him her strategically located parcel. But romancing the land from her is not easy when love gets in the way. The woman is as beautiful as she is beguiling. And Ty no longer knows which prize is more valuable.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.to/2x8qAN5"&gt;Desperately Seeking Sixty-Nine&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://amzn.to/2g0FYqJ"&gt;J.D. Frettier&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The year is 1969. Though there is war and unrest in the world, on August 15th, on a farm in upstate New York, a little concert will go down in history as the most famous music festival of our time: Woodstock.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fast forward forty-seven years. Bonnie unexpectedly passes after a night of hot sex and is whisked up to Purgatory, ‘The Green Room’ as they call it. Bonnie’s best friend meets her at the pearly green gates and the fun begins, from body sculpting to channeling.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.to/2fZVNOF"&gt;Everything I've Dreamed Of &lt;/a&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.norahbennett.com/"&gt;Norah Bennett&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Kate Willowbrook dreamed of a life filled with beauty –– a man who loves her, friends, and a home. At eighteen, Kate's dreams were replaced by nightmares when she witnessed a crime. Kate fled, never settling down and never trusting anyone until at the age of the thirty, she discovers the small town of Lakes Crossing and CEO, Noah Reed. When Noah’s wife was killed in an accident, his world exploded. Noah settled for an empty, loveless life until the day he met Kate. When he learns about Kate’s past and finds she is still in danger, Noah takes over, becoming over-protective—to the point Kate feels stifled and controlled. As Noah and Kate struggle to put the past behind them and find a balance that fulfills both their needs, they learn that there are no guarantees in life, but in Lakes Crossing they have been given a second chance at love.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.to/2vTWgaA"&gt;Fall With Me&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://jaynefrost.com/"&gt;Jayne Frost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"As the bassist for the band Caged, the last three years have been one, long non-stop party. Sure, I’ve had some regrets. Everyone does. But getting trapped in a relationship isn’t one of them. I know good and well what happens when the attraction fades. I’ve seen it first hand. Love is a zero sum game, so why play? As long as I’m upfront about my feelings, no one gets hurt. Besides, I’m never in one place long enough to worry about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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That is, until the band decided to take an extended hiatus in our hometown. That’s when I met Melody Sullivan. She’s the full-package. Whip smart and beautiful, with enough determination to take on anything life has in store. And the best part? Melody shares my philosophy on the fleeting nature of attraction. She doesn’t buy into the whole “happily ever after” crap anymore than I do. We’re perfect for each other. For now. And now is all I want.&lt;br /&gt;
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With the expectations off the table, I can let my guard down and enjoy her company until the spark dies. And we both know it will. In a week, or a month. But until then, we’ll just keep having fun. The good kind, with lots of sex and no strings attached. And when it’s time to move on, we will. No drawn out goodbyes and no remorse.&lt;br /&gt;
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For retired tennis pro Keith Morgan, Harmony is a far cry from fast-paced Miami-which is exactly the point. Keith is starting a new life for himself and his daughter Maddie, and he's left the bright lights and hot women far behind. Bertie's exactly the kind of curvaceous temptation he doesn't need, and Keith refuses to let their sizzling attraction distract him from his goals. Keith and Bertie both have to learn that there's more than one kind of escape, and it takes more than wallpaper to turn a house into a home.&lt;br /&gt;
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For those who live to read...here are some awesome books provided by the incredible authors who wrote them. All in celebration of the new school year. While a few of these books might be oldies, but goodies...others could be new and fresh off the presses. Relax and find your new favorite author. ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ROMANCE Romance in traditional literary terms&amp;nbsp;is a narration of the extraordinary exploits of heroes, often in exotic or mysterious settings. The term romance has also been used for stories of mysterious adventures, not necessarily of heroes. These adventure romances usually are set in distant places. Please enjoy these books that focus on romance and all their sub-genres. The list is available in alphabetically order by title. Don't forget to enter the Rafflecopter for a chance to win an Amazon Giftcard. ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ A Journey Home by Angela Scavone Contemporary Romance Air Force Captain Stephanie Tyler's sole duty is to fly overseas to war torn areas of the world to retrieve and escort the bodies of fallen soldiers back home to the United States. It is a tough and emotional job but she is honored for the privilege. Her duty also helps her to escape her past and her failed marriage. But those flights have become increasingly more dangerous and she is forced to have a partner accompany her. Much to Stephanie's surprise and dismay, she is partnered up with her ex-husband, Captain Douglas 'DA' Aston. From the moment DA enters the scene, he irritates her. It could have something to do with the fact he slept with her best friend while she and DA were married. As they go on several missions together, Stephanie is forced to be courteous and professional with DA even though the very sight of him irritates her beyond comprehension. Then, Stephanie's cheating, husband stealing, ex-best friend is killed in Afghanistan and Stephanie and DA must escort her body home. While executing this difficult duty, a myriad of conflicting emotions makes Stephanie ponder how short life really is . . . and to question her own ability to forgive. Beside Still Waters by Ryan Jo Summers Contemporary Christian Romance Top Journalist and corporate climber McKayla Buchanan is sent to a remote California mountain camp for inner-city, at-risk teens. Accustomed to political and high-society assignments, she is suddenly a fish out of water. At Camp In As Much, she meets eight hostile and distrustful teens, assorted volunteers, rescued horses—and Clay. Clay Michaels is the man who founded Camp In As Much and made it the success it is now. His hope for the highly recommended journalist is to come and write a feature to send seeds out to form other camps like his nationwide one. He never considered the reporter would turn out to be a lovely woman, or for him to have such an attraction to her. Between McKayla’s worldly experience and Clay’s strong faith, they form a partnership to help with the endless challenges of the kids. While McKayla’s assignment is supposed to be temporary, it isn’t long before she and Clay are each wishing it could last longer. A serious situation will force McKayla to decide if she can give up her worldly ways and place her faith in the same higher source that Clay does. Betting on Love in Vegas by Stacy Hoff Romance Catherine “Cat” Warner has problems. The profits from her inns are down. The pressure from her parents is up. Her love life is non-existent. But Cat did manage to get the attention of tough, powerful, gorgeous hotel magnate Ty Orland. Unfortunately, his interest in her is for all the wrong reasons. Instead of wanting Cat, this debonair CEO only wants her land—a parcel he desperately needs for his next big development deal. Too bad, it’s not for sale. A people pleaser by nature, Cat knows to stand strong. If she caves in to the demands of this sexy, alluring man, it will be her own neck on the line. Ty Orland has a lot of things going for him. Success. Power. Respect. Unfortunately, he’s also got an old chip on his shoulder and a new financial nightmare. His development deal is going down in flames—and fast. His only way out is if Cat sells him her strategically located parcel. But romancing the land from her is not easy when love gets in the way. The woman is as beautiful as she is beguiling. And Ty no longer knows which prize is more valuable. Desperately Seeking Sixty-Nine by J.D. Frettier Romantic Comedy The year is 1969. Though there is war and unrest in the world, on August 15th, on a farm in upstate New York, a little concert will go down in history as the most famous music festival of our time: Woodstock. It also happens to be the day Bonnie McMillan and Peter Hampton meet and begin their free-spirited love-filled journey with each other. What happens at Woodstock stays at Woodstock, right? Nope! Fast forward forty-seven years. Bonnie unexpectedly passes after a night of hot sex and is whisked up to Purgatory, ‘The Green Room’ as they call it. Bonnie’s best friend meets her at the pearly green gates and the fun begins, from body sculpting to channeling. Follow Bonnie on her erotically incorrect quest to re-connect with the love of her life. Or at the very least, make sure the sex toys are hidden before the kids start sorting through her things! Everything I've Dreamed Of by Norah Bennett Contemporary Romance Kate Willowbrook dreamed of a life filled with beauty –– a man who loves her, friends, and a home. At eighteen, Kate's dreams were replaced by nightmares when she witnessed a crime. Kate fled, never settling down and never trusting anyone until at the age of the thirty, she discovers the small town of Lakes Crossing and CEO, Noah Reed. When Noah’s wife was killed in an accident, his world exploded. Noah settled for an empty, loveless life until the day he met Kate. When he learns about Kate’s past and finds she is still in danger, Noah takes over, becoming over-protective—to the point Kate feels stifled and controlled. As Noah and Kate struggle to put the past behind them and find a balance that fulfills both their needs, they learn that there are no guarantees in life, but in Lakes Crossing they have been given a second chance at love. Fall With Me by Jayne Frost New Adult Romance "As the bassist for the band Caged, the last three years have been one, long non-stop party. Sure, I’ve had some regrets. Everyone does. But getting trapped in a relationship isn’t one of them. I know good and well what happens when the attraction fades. I’ve seen it first hand. Love is a zero sum game, so why play? As long as I’m upfront about my feelings, no one gets hurt. Besides, I’m never in one place long enough to worry about tomorrow. That is, until the band decided to take an extended hiatus in our hometown. That’s when I met Melody Sullivan. She’s the full-package. Whip smart and beautiful, with enough determination to take on anything life has in store. And the best part? Melody shares my philosophy on the fleeting nature of attraction. She doesn’t buy into the whole “happily ever after” crap anymore than I do. We’re perfect for each other. For now. And now is all I want. With the expectations off the table, I can let my guard down and enjoy her company until the spark dies. And we both know it will. In a week, or a month. But until then, we’ll just keep having fun. The good kind, with lots of sex and no strings attached. And when it’s time to move on, we will. No drawn out goodbyes and no remorse. That’s the plan, at least." Find My Way Home by Michele Summers Contemporary Romance She's just the kind of drama... Interior designer Bertie Anderson has big dreams for her career, and they don't include being stuck in her hometown of Harmony, North Carolina. One last client, and Bertie is packing up her high heels and heading for her dream job in Atlanta. But her plans are derailed by the gorgeous new owner of that big old Victorian she's always wanted to renovate... He's vowed to avoid... For retired tennis pro Keith Morgan, Harmony is a far cry from fast-paced Miami-which is exactly the point. Keith is starting a new life for himself and his daughter Maddie, and he's left the bright lights and hot women far behind. Bertie's exactly the kind of curvaceous temptation he doesn't need, and Keith refuses to let their sizzling attraction distract him from his goals. Keith and Bertie both have to learn that there's more than one kind of escape, and it takes more than wallpaper to turn a house into a home. Infamous by Lori Sizemore Romance Justine Montgomery, daughter of a divorced beauty queen and TV magnate, is a tabloid disaster after her infamous sex tape. She’s so desperate to help save her family’s home she turns to her deal-making dad. Can she prove to him she’s cut out for a career in television or will she lose it all? Sawyer has his own past and a successful career is his only goal. Seeing Justine fail would mean the promotion of a lifetime, but things get complicated when he develops feelings for her. Suddenly, the lines between work, life, sex, and love are blurry. They will have to overcome the bitterness of a rejected ex, the controlling actions of her father, and the half-truths they’re telling one another to forge a lasting partnership both on the job and off the clock. ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ a Rafflecopter giveaway</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>REJOICE! The children are back in school. For those who live to read...here are some awesome books provided by the incredible authors who wrote them. All in celebration of the new school year. While a few of these books might be oldies, but goodies...others could be new and fresh off the presses. Relax and find your new favorite author. ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ROMANCE Romance in traditional literary terms&amp;nbsp;is a narration of the extraordinary exploits of heroes, often in exotic or mysterious settings. The term romance has also been used for stories of mysterious adventures, not necessarily of heroes. These adventure romances usually are set in distant places. Please enjoy these books that focus on romance and all their sub-genres. The list is available in alphabetically order by title. Don't forget to enter the Rafflecopter for a chance to win an Amazon Giftcard. ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ A Journey Home by Angela Scavone Contemporary Romance Air Force Captain Stephanie Tyler's sole duty is to fly overseas to war torn areas of the world to retrieve and escort the bodies of fallen soldiers back home to the United States. It is a tough and emotional job but she is honored for the privilege. Her duty also helps her to escape her past and her failed marriage. But those flights have become increasingly more dangerous and she is forced to have a partner accompany her. Much to Stephanie's surprise and dismay, she is partnered up with her ex-husband, Captain Douglas 'DA' Aston. From the moment DA enters the scene, he irritates her. It could have something to do with the fact he slept with her best friend while she and DA were married. As they go on several missions together, Stephanie is forced to be courteous and professional with DA even though the very sight of him irritates her beyond comprehension. Then, Stephanie's cheating, husband stealing, ex-best friend is killed in Afghanistan and Stephanie and DA must escort her body home. While executing this difficult duty, a myriad of conflicting emotions makes Stephanie ponder how short life really is . . . and to question her own ability to forgive. Beside Still Waters by Ryan Jo Summers Contemporary Christian Romance Top Journalist and corporate climber McKayla Buchanan is sent to a remote California mountain camp for inner-city, at-risk teens. Accustomed to political and high-society assignments, she is suddenly a fish out of water. At Camp In As Much, she meets eight hostile and distrustful teens, assorted volunteers, rescued horses—and Clay. Clay Michaels is the man who founded Camp In As Much and made it the success it is now. His hope for the highly recommended journalist is to come and write a feature to send seeds out to form other camps like his nationwide one. He never considered the reporter would turn out to be a lovely woman, or for him to have such an attraction to her. Between McKayla’s worldly experience and Clay’s strong faith, they form a partnership to help with the endless challenges of the kids. While McKayla’s assignment is supposed to be temporary, it isn’t long before she and Clay are each wishing it could last longer. A serious situation will force McKayla to decide if she can give up her worldly ways and place her faith in the same higher source that Clay does. Betting on Love in Vegas by Stacy Hoff Romance Catherine “Cat” Warner has problems. The profits from her inns are down. The pressure from her parents is up. Her love life is non-existent. But Cat did manage to get the attention of tough, powerful, gorgeous hotel magnate Ty Orland. Unfortunately, his interest in her is for all the wrong reasons. Instead of wanting Cat, this debonair CEO only wants her land—a parcel he desperately needs for his next big development deal. Too bad, it’s not for sale. A people pleaser by nature, Cat knows to stand strong. If she caves in to the demands of this sexy, alluring man, it will be her own neck on the line. Ty Orland has a lot of things going for him. Success. Power. Respect. Unfortunately, he’s also got an old chip on his shoulder and a new financial nightmare. His development deal is going down in flames—and fast. His only way out is if Cat sells him her strategically located parcel. But romancing the land from her is not easy when love gets in the way. The woman is as beautiful as she is beguiling. And Ty no longer knows which prize is more valuable. Desperately Seeking Sixty-Nine by J.D. Frettier Romantic Comedy The year is 1969. Though there is war and unrest in the world, on August 15th, on a farm in upstate New York, a little concert will go down in history as the most famous music festival of our time: Woodstock. It also happens to be the day Bonnie McMillan and Peter Hampton meet and begin their free-spirited love-filled journey with each other. What happens at Woodstock stays at Woodstock, right? Nope! Fast forward forty-seven years. Bonnie unexpectedly passes after a night of hot sex and is whisked up to Purgatory, ‘The Green Room’ as they call it. Bonnie’s best friend meets her at the pearly green gates and the fun begins, from body sculpting to channeling. Follow Bonnie on her erotically incorrect quest to re-connect with the love of her life. Or at the very least, make sure the sex toys are hidden before the kids start sorting through her things! Everything I've Dreamed Of by Norah Bennett Contemporary Romance Kate Willowbrook dreamed of a life filled with beauty –– a man who loves her, friends, and a home. At eighteen, Kate's dreams were replaced by nightmares when she witnessed a crime. Kate fled, never settling down and never trusting anyone until at the age of the thirty, she discovers the small town of Lakes Crossing and CEO, Noah Reed. When Noah’s wife was killed in an accident, his world exploded. Noah settled for an empty, loveless life until the day he met Kate. When he learns about Kate’s past and finds she is still in danger, Noah takes over, becoming over-protective—to the point Kate feels stifled and controlled. As Noah and Kate struggle to put the past behind them and find a balance that fulfills both their needs, they learn that there are no guarantees in life, but in Lakes Crossing they have been given a second chance at love. Fall With Me by Jayne Frost New Adult Romance "As the bassist for the band Caged, the last three years have been one, long non-stop party. Sure, I’ve had some regrets. Everyone does. But getting trapped in a relationship isn’t one of them. I know good and well what happens when the attraction fades. I’ve seen it first hand. Love is a zero sum game, so why play? As long as I’m upfront about my feelings, no one gets hurt. Besides, I’m never in one place long enough to worry about tomorrow. That is, until the band decided to take an extended hiatus in our hometown. That’s when I met Melody Sullivan. She’s the full-package. Whip smart and beautiful, with enough determination to take on anything life has in store. And the best part? Melody shares my philosophy on the fleeting nature of attraction. She doesn’t buy into the whole “happily ever after” crap anymore than I do. We’re perfect for each other. For now. And now is all I want. With the expectations off the table, I can let my guard down and enjoy her company until the spark dies. And we both know it will. In a week, or a month. But until then, we’ll just keep having fun. The good kind, with lots of sex and no strings attached. And when it’s time to move on, we will. No drawn out goodbyes and no remorse. That’s the plan, at least." Find My Way Home by Michele Summers Contemporary Romance She's just the kind of drama... Interior designer Bertie Anderson has big dreams for her career, and they don't include being stuck in her hometown of Harmony, North Carolina. One last client, and Bertie is packing up her high heels and heading for her dream job in Atlanta. But her plans are derailed by the gorgeous new owner of that big old Victorian she's always wanted to renovate... He's vowed to avoid... For retired tennis pro Keith Morgan, Harmony is a far cry from fast-paced Miami-which is exactly the point. Keith is starting a new life for himself and his daughter Maddie, and he's left the bright lights and hot women far behind. Bertie's exactly the kind of curvaceous temptation he doesn't need, and Keith refuses to let their sizzling attraction distract him from his goals. Keith and Bertie both have to learn that there's more than one kind of escape, and it takes more than wallpaper to turn a house into a home. Infamous by Lori Sizemore Romance Justine Montgomery, daughter of a divorced beauty queen and TV magnate, is a tabloid disaster after her infamous sex tape. She’s so desperate to help save her family’s home she turns to her deal-making dad. Can she prove to him she’s cut out for a career in television or will she lose it all? Sawyer has his own past and a successful career is his only goal. Seeing Justine fail would mean the promotion of a lifetime, but things get complicated when he develops feelings for her. Suddenly, the lines between work, life, sex, and love are blurry. 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Eric didn’t know Luke would be heartbroken when he left town to join a hotshot forest fire crew in Western Canada. They’d been best friends since kindergarten, had gone to school together, had bought their first car and a home together, and had shared their lovers. At some point, friendship had turned to love.&lt;br /&gt;
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Luke didn’t expect that when he’d brought his crazy cat in for stitches that his heart that would be mended by the sassy new veterinarian. Jenna may have been new in town but she’d heard the rumors and she liked the carnal fantasies he spun for her in bed of he and his best friend sharing her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jenna isn’t sure she can be what they need, but she’s not going give up without a fight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eric handed him a mug of coffee—triple milk with two sugars—and he took a grateful sip. He was worried about Jenna. She was quiet and chewing on her lip. Both were indicators that she was overthinking—making mountains out of mole hills as his mother would say.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Sweetheart?” he asked quietly.&lt;br /&gt;
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She turned to him. “Please tell me you thought about how hard this is going to be? Eric, I believe, understands, but I don’t know that you do.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Of course I’ve thought about it, but it shouldn’t matter to anyone who we love.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She shook her head. “Oh my god, you really haven’t considered this.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Eric laid a reassuring hand on Jenna’s shoulder. “He has, he just has a different perception.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She shook her head. “That’s not good enough. We need to be on the same page because we all have very different perspectives. I had already heard the rumors about you two. And trust me, you two came off looking like ‘big men’ or total studs, whereas the girls you dated were described in less glowing terms.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Luke felt his mouth drop open. He had no idea that anyone had been talking. “I didn’t know anyone was talking about them. We tried to be discreet and they weren’t…” He couldn’t even bring himself to say the word.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jenna rolled her eyes at him. “Of course they weren’t. And neither am I,” she said as she dramatically drew her hands in to point to herself. “But people talked enough that even your mother knew. I learned a long time ago that we don’t get to write our own narrative.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Luke sighed. He wanted to argue, but he knew they would look at his parents and friends and accuse him of being sheltered. He wished they would have told him what was being said behind their backs.&lt;br /&gt;
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He ran a hand through his hair. He wanted to believe this could work, but what if he was wrong? What if the only way the three of them could be together was to hide it? &lt;i&gt;Can we live with that?&lt;/i&gt; he wondered, already knowing he couldn’t. He wanted more.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I don’t want to hide this,” he told them.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Wouldn’t be possible anyway.” She shrugged. “Some people already think because Eric’s back, naturally the three of us are together. The only thing keeping the tongues from wagging is that we’ve given them so little fuel for the fire.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why didn’t you tell us?” Eric asked and Luke realized he hadn’t stopped touching her. He was scared to let her go, scared as he was that she’d run.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I wasn’t sure what you wanted. What you both wanted.” She leaned forward and rested her forehead on her hands, looking weary of it all. “We’ve been doing really well as friends all summer.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“You’ve been thinking about this a lot?” Luke said, slumping down into the chair next to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , serif;"&gt;by
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , serif;"&gt;Genre: Historical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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nineteen-year-old petite beauty with sweet eyes—who has a hold on
him he can’t deny. But as he tries to help Patty untangle herself
from her shady partner, he discovers she’s not as innocent as she
seems. For starters, she’s already stolen his hardened heart . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://tracihayden.blogspot.com/2017/09/his-high-stakes-bride.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1614580851130366279.post-808000953735942389</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2017 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-09-05T05:00:14.532-07:00</atom:updated><title>Release Blitz for Tempted by Mr. Wrong by Jacquie Biggar</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;by Jacquie Biggar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Contemporary Step-Brother Romance

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How can something so wrong, feel so right?&lt;br /&gt;
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Falling for her step-brother is a mistake T.J. doesn't want to repeat, but one look into those sapphire blue eyes and she's ready to give him whatever he wants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tammy-Jo Hawthorne's marriage was floundering, but she never expected her husband to make her the laughing stock of Magnolia.&lt;br /&gt;
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And she definitely didn't expect to trip over him in their front yard after he'd been murdered.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jason McIntyre was forced out of his home and the love of his life by the man who'd haunted his nightmares for ten long years.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now Jason's back--and he wants revenge.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tammy-Jo Hawthorne limped down the side of the highway, broken shoe in hand, and cursed everything from the gravel cutting into her bare foot, to the drizzling rain making her mascara run. But most of all, she cursed fate for ever introducing her to her no-good, dirty, rotten scumbag of an ex-husband—Timothy Hawthorne the third, and don’t you forget it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her cheeks flamed again even as goosebumps of embarrassed anger chased themselves over her flesh. They’d escorted her out; she still couldn’t believe it. Not one person had stood to defend her either. Ten years she’d belonged to that stupid high-falutin club, and no one had supported her in her time of need. Well, screw them.&lt;br /&gt;
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A semi-trailer flew past, and a sheet of water drenched her to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Ooh.” She raised her shoe in the air and shook it at the fading taillights. “Thanks for nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Disheartened, she dropped her Louboutin in the grass, careful to keep it off the scratchy gravel, and wrung out the hem of her shirt. Tim had a lot to answer for; not least of which was the fact her Jaguar had been towed away while she’d been inside the country club. It was becoming clear that this had been a well-choreographed plan on his part. He’d thought of everything too. When she’d tried to call for a cab, she found her phone had been cut off. She’d stomped over to a nearby gas station to use the payphone, and found her bank and credit cards had been cancelled as well. He’d taken her love and stomped it beneath his wingtips and now he wanted her pride too.&lt;br /&gt;
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If she had to walk the entire twenty miles to home, she would.&lt;br /&gt;
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The traffic snaked by in a never-ending ribbon of color, the noise a match to the static in her head. She thought about doing like she’d seen on television and lift her thumb to catch a ride, but fear held her back. Those were the same shows where the unlucky traveler was never seen again. She didn’t plan on giving her soon-to-be ex that easy of an out.&lt;br /&gt;
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The rain was falling harder now, coating everything in sight with a silvery glow. If she wasn’t so cold—a combination of nerves and early spring weather—it would be pretty. Okay, maybe that was a stretch. There was nothing remotely &lt;i&gt;pretty&lt;/i&gt; about being stranded in the middle of nowheresville thanks to the man you’d promised to love and honor until death did you part. The last of which was looking tempting right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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A throaty engine gearing down set her heart to leap-frogging in her chest—he’d changed his mind and returned her car. She swung around, a relieved smile tipping her scowl upside down, but instead of her beautiful silver Jag, a black-as-sin Mustang idled behind her in the parking lane, its driving lights blinding her with their brightness.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now her heart pounded for an entirely different reason. She glanced into the ditch, but the forest seemed impossibly far away and the traffic never even hesitated, unaware and uncaring that her life could be in danger.&lt;br /&gt;
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T.J. shaded her eyes, but she couldn’t see the driver. She clutched her handbag. It wasn’t much, but the soft lambskin purse held the keys to her house and her car—once she got it back—her identification, all the odds and ends a woman deemed necessary, and the proof that her husband was the reason she was in this predicament. She wouldn’t give it up without a fight.&lt;br /&gt;
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She picked up the only weapon at her disposal, her shoe, and inched backward, dismayed when the car stalked after her. Panic overrode decorum and she turned to run, but the ditch was slippery with the mud and rain and she lost her footing, careening down the steep embankment with a little screech. She landed hard on her butt and sat there for a minute, stunned. How the mighty had fallen. The Hawthorne couple were the envy of Magnolia, South Carolina. Everyone wanted to be them, have the same kind of loving relationship they had. What a joke.&lt;br /&gt;
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A car door opened and a few ominous seconds later, T.J. heard footsteps on the gravel meridian. Even through the rain and early evening light, her white shirt practically glowed a neon &lt;i&gt;here I am&lt;/i&gt; signal to anyone looking. And of course, someone was. She hunched over, doing her best to become one with the mud, and prayed like she’d never prayed before. Not hard, since she’d never followed any religious beliefs, but she promised anyone who was listening that she’d change. Just don’t let her die.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Tammy-Jo Hawthorne?” scary stranger dude called down the hill, his voice filled with amused aggravation.&lt;br /&gt;
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What did he have to be aggravated about? She was the one sitting in a cold, wet ditch while a stalker… well, stalked her.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Go away,” she yelled, fed up with men and life in general. She swiped at a clump of ooey-gooey crap clinging to her leg below the silk pencil skirt she’d no doubt have to throw in the trash after this episode. Just one more reason to shoot Tim.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I was at the club today,” he said, and the sympathy in his voice made her squirm. “I heard about your car, thought you could use a lift.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She threw back her head and let the rain wash over her face. The humiliations just kept coming. The moment he’d mentioned the club she’d known who her dubious savior was; her evil step-brother.&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://tracihayden.blogspot.com/2017/09/release-blitz-for-tempted-by-mr-wrong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBJaWmDr4g4KD64skE2e9nryFKDbrPMZh3W2zDcMOF1M61-KbSC132UMnQYgVwRJti8eNBk2n-7uJ1b29_6jJUhNs79MJkNOw-zYIUUbu7AK_FBEhAjJVGlS7HFHFTUaFqF6SD8ouKLeo/s72-c/release+banner.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><enclosure length="-1" type="application/activity+json" url="http://jacqbiggar.com/"/><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>TEMPTED BY MR. WRONG by Jacquie Biggar Genre: Contemporary Step-Brother Romance How can something so wrong, feel so right? Falling for her step-brother is a mistake T.J. doesn't want to repeat, but one look into those sapphire blue eyes and she's ready to give him whatever he wants. Tammy-Jo Hawthorne's marriage was floundering, but she never expected her husband to make her the laughing stock of Magnolia. And she definitely didn't expect to trip over him in their front yard after he'd been murdered. Jason McIntyre was forced out of his home and the love of his life by the man who'd haunted his nightmares for ten long years. Now Jason's back--and he wants revenge. Tammy-Jo Hawthorne limped down the side of the highway, broken shoe in hand, and cursed everything from the gravel cutting into her bare foot, to the drizzling rain making her mascara run. But most of all, she cursed fate for ever introducing her to her no-good, dirty, rotten scumbag of an ex-husband—Timothy Hawthorne the third, and don’t you forget it. Her cheeks flamed again even as goosebumps of embarrassed anger chased themselves over her flesh. They’d escorted her out; she still couldn’t believe it. Not one person had stood to defend her either. Ten years she’d belonged to that stupid high-falutin club, and no one had supported her in her time of need. Well, screw them. A semi-trailer flew past, and a sheet of water drenched her to the bone. “Ooh.” She raised her shoe in the air and shook it at the fading taillights. “Thanks for nothing.” Disheartened, she dropped her Louboutin in the grass, careful to keep it off the scratchy gravel, and wrung out the hem of her shirt. Tim had a lot to answer for; not least of which was the fact her Jaguar had been towed away while she’d been inside the country club. It was becoming clear that this had been a well-choreographed plan on his part. He’d thought of everything too. When she’d tried to call for a cab, she found her phone had been cut off. She’d stomped over to a nearby gas station to use the payphone, and found her bank and credit cards had been cancelled as well. He’d taken her love and stomped it beneath his wingtips and now he wanted her pride too. Well, he couldn’t have it, damn him. If she had to walk the entire twenty miles to home, she would. And then she was going to sue that bastard for every red cent he owned. The traffic snaked by in a never-ending ribbon of color, the noise a match to the static in her head. She thought about doing like she’d seen on television and lift her thumb to catch a ride, but fear held her back. Those were the same shows where the unlucky traveler was never seen again. She didn’t plan on giving her soon-to-be ex that easy of an out. The rain was falling harder now, coating everything in sight with a silvery glow. If she wasn’t so cold—a combination of nerves and early spring weather—it would be pretty. Okay, maybe that was a stretch. There was nothing remotely pretty about being stranded in the middle of nowheresville thanks to the man you’d promised to love and honor until death did you part. The last of which was looking tempting right now. If only she knew a hitman. A throaty engine gearing down set her heart to leap-frogging in her chest—he’d changed his mind and returned her car. She swung around, a relieved smile tipping her scowl upside down, but instead of her beautiful silver Jag, a black-as-sin Mustang idled behind her in the parking lane, its driving lights blinding her with their brightness. Now her heart pounded for an entirely different reason. She glanced into the ditch, but the forest seemed impossibly far away and the traffic never even hesitated, unaware and uncaring that her life could be in danger. T.J. shaded her eyes, but she couldn’t see the driver. She clutched her handbag. It wasn’t much, but the soft lambskin purse held the keys to her house and her car—once she got it back—her identification, all the odds and ends a woman deemed necessary, and the proof that her husband was the reason she was in this predicament. She wouldn’t give it up without a fight. She picked up the only weapon at her disposal, her shoe, and inched backward, dismayed when the car stalked after her. Panic overrode decorum and she turned to run, but the ditch was slippery with the mud and rain and she lost her footing, careening down the steep embankment with a little screech. She landed hard on her butt and sat there for a minute, stunned. How the mighty had fallen. The Hawthorne couple were the envy of Magnolia, South Carolina. Everyone wanted to be them, have the same kind of loving relationship they had. What a joke. And it was all on her. A car door opened and a few ominous seconds later, T.J. heard footsteps on the gravel meridian. Even through the rain and early evening light, her white shirt practically glowed a neon here I am signal to anyone looking. And of course, someone was. She hunched over, doing her best to become one with the mud, and prayed like she’d never prayed before. Not hard, since she’d never followed any religious beliefs, but she promised anyone who was listening that she’d change. Just don’t let her die. “Tammy-Jo Hawthorne?” scary stranger dude called down the hill, his voice filled with amused aggravation. What did he have to be aggravated about? She was the one sitting in a cold, wet ditch while a stalker… well, stalked her. “Go away,” she yelled, fed up with men and life in general. She swiped at a clump of ooey-gooey crap clinging to her leg below the silk pencil skirt she’d no doubt have to throw in the trash after this episode. Just one more reason to shoot Tim. “I was at the club today,” he said, and the sympathy in his voice made her squirm. “I heard about your car, thought you could use a lift.” She threw back her head and let the rain wash over her face. The humiliations just kept coming. The moment he’d mentioned the club she’d known who her dubious savior was; her evil step-brother. Jason McIntyre. Amazon ✯ Books2Read ✯ Goodreads JACQUIE BIGGAR&amp;nbsp;is a USA Today bestselling author of Romantic Suspense who loves to write about tough, alpha males who know what they want, that is until they're gob-smacked by heroines who are strong, contemporary women willing to show them what they really need is love. She is the author of the popular Wounded Hearts series and has just started a new series in paranormal suspense, Mended Souls. She has been blessed with a long, happy marriage and enjoys writing romance novels that end with happily-ever-afters. Jacquie lives in paradise along the west coast of Canada with her family and loves reading, writing, and flower gardening. She swears she can't function without coffee, preferably at the beach with her sweetheart. &#128578; Free reads, excerpts, author news, and contests can be found on her&amp;nbsp;website. You can follow her on&amp;nbsp;Facebook,&amp;nbsp;Twitter&amp;nbsp;or email her via her web site. Jacquie lives on Vancouver Island with her husband and loves to hear from readers all over the world! You can join her street team on&amp;nbsp;Facebook, her exclusive&amp;nbsp;Review Crew&amp;nbsp;or sign up for her&amp;nbsp;newsletter. Amazon&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;FaceBook-author&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;FaceBook-personal&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;Twitter&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;Goodreads&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;Website</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>TEMPTED BY MR. WRONG by Jacquie Biggar Genre: Contemporary Step-Brother Romance How can something so wrong, feel so right? Falling for her step-brother is a mistake T.J. doesn't want to repeat, but one look into those sapphire blue eyes and she's ready to give him whatever he wants. Tammy-Jo Hawthorne's marriage was floundering, but she never expected her husband to make her the laughing stock of Magnolia. And she definitely didn't expect to trip over him in their front yard after he'd been murdered. Jason McIntyre was forced out of his home and the love of his life by the man who'd haunted his nightmares for ten long years. Now Jason's back--and he wants revenge. Tammy-Jo Hawthorne limped down the side of the highway, broken shoe in hand, and cursed everything from the gravel cutting into her bare foot, to the drizzling rain making her mascara run. But most of all, she cursed fate for ever introducing her to her no-good, dirty, rotten scumbag of an ex-husband—Timothy Hawthorne the third, and don’t you forget it. Her cheeks flamed again even as goosebumps of embarrassed anger chased themselves over her flesh. They’d escorted her out; she still couldn’t believe it. Not one person had stood to defend her either. Ten years she’d belonged to that stupid high-falutin club, and no one had supported her in her time of need. Well, screw them. A semi-trailer flew past, and a sheet of water drenched her to the bone. “Ooh.” She raised her shoe in the air and shook it at the fading taillights. “Thanks for nothing.” Disheartened, she dropped her Louboutin in the grass, careful to keep it off the scratchy gravel, and wrung out the hem of her shirt. Tim had a lot to answer for; not least of which was the fact her Jaguar had been towed away while she’d been inside the country club. It was becoming clear that this had been a well-choreographed plan on his part. He’d thought of everything too. When she’d tried to call for a cab, she found her phone had been cut off. She’d stomped over to a nearby gas station to use the payphone, and found her bank and credit cards had been cancelled as well. He’d taken her love and stomped it beneath his wingtips and now he wanted her pride too. Well, he couldn’t have it, damn him. If she had to walk the entire twenty miles to home, she would. And then she was going to sue that bastard for every red cent he owned. The traffic snaked by in a never-ending ribbon of color, the noise a match to the static in her head. She thought about doing like she’d seen on television and lift her thumb to catch a ride, but fear held her back. Those were the same shows where the unlucky traveler was never seen again. She didn’t plan on giving her soon-to-be ex that easy of an out. The rain was falling harder now, coating everything in sight with a silvery glow. If she wasn’t so cold—a combination of nerves and early spring weather—it would be pretty. Okay, maybe that was a stretch. There was nothing remotely pretty about being stranded in the middle of nowheresville thanks to the man you’d promised to love and honor until death did you part. The last of which was looking tempting right now. If only she knew a hitman. A throaty engine gearing down set her heart to leap-frogging in her chest—he’d changed his mind and returned her car. She swung around, a relieved smile tipping her scowl upside down, but instead of her beautiful silver Jag, a black-as-sin Mustang idled behind her in the parking lane, its driving lights blinding her with their brightness. Now her heart pounded for an entirely different reason. She glanced into the ditch, but the forest seemed impossibly far away and the traffic never even hesitated, unaware and uncaring that her life could be in danger. T.J. shaded her eyes, but she couldn’t see the driver. She clutched her handbag. It wasn’t much, but the soft lambskin purse held the keys to her house and her car—once she got it back—her identification, all the odds and ends a woman deemed necessary, and the proof that her husband was the reason she was in this predicament. She wouldn’t give it up without a fight. She picked up the only weapon at her disposal, her shoe, and inched backward, dismayed when the car stalked after her. Panic overrode decorum and she turned to run, but the ditch was slippery with the mud and rain and she lost her footing, careening down the steep embankment with a little screech. She landed hard on her butt and sat there for a minute, stunned. How the mighty had fallen. The Hawthorne couple were the envy of Magnolia, South Carolina. Everyone wanted to be them, have the same kind of loving relationship they had. What a joke. And it was all on her. A car door opened and a few ominous seconds later, T.J. heard footsteps on the gravel meridian. Even through the rain and early evening light, her white shirt practically glowed a neon here I am signal to anyone looking. And of course, someone was. She hunched over, doing her best to become one with the mud, and prayed like she’d never prayed before. Not hard, since she’d never followed any religious beliefs, but she promised anyone who was listening that she’d change. Just don’t let her die. “Tammy-Jo Hawthorne?” scary stranger dude called down the hill, his voice filled with amused aggravation. What did he have to be aggravated about? She was the one sitting in a cold, wet ditch while a stalker… well, stalked her. “Go away,” she yelled, fed up with men and life in general. She swiped at a clump of ooey-gooey crap clinging to her leg below the silk pencil skirt she’d no doubt have to throw in the trash after this episode. Just one more reason to shoot Tim. “I was at the club today,” he said, and the sympathy in his voice made her squirm. “I heard about your car, thought you could use a lift.” She threw back her head and let the rain wash over her face. The humiliations just kept coming. The moment he’d mentioned the club she’d known who her dubious savior was; her evil step-brother. Jason McIntyre. Amazon ✯ Books2Read ✯ Goodreads JACQUIE BIGGAR&amp;nbsp;is a USA Today bestselling author of Romantic Suspense who loves to write about tough, alpha males who know what they want, that is until they're gob-smacked by heroines who are strong, contemporary women willing to show them what they really need is love. She is the author of the popular Wounded Hearts series and has just started a new series in paranormal suspense, Mended Souls. She has been blessed with a long, happy marriage and enjoys writing romance novels that end with happily-ever-afters. Jacquie lives in paradise along the west coast of Canada with her family and loves reading, writing, and flower gardening. She swears she can't function without coffee, preferably at the beach with her sweetheart. &#128578; Free reads, excerpts, author news, and contests can be found on her&amp;nbsp;website. You can follow her on&amp;nbsp;Facebook,&amp;nbsp;Twitter&amp;nbsp;or email her via her web site. Jacquie lives on Vancouver Island with her husband and loves to hear from readers all over the world! You can join her street team on&amp;nbsp;Facebook, her exclusive&amp;nbsp;Review Crew&amp;nbsp;or sign up for her&amp;nbsp;newsletter. Amazon&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;FaceBook-author&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;FaceBook-personal&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;Twitter&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;Goodreads&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;Website</itunes:summary></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1614580851130366279.post-5920322675900540212</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Sep 2017 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-09-04T05:00:35.132-07:00</atom:updated><title>Pre-order Blitz for Halloween is Murder by Carolyn Arnold</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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IT WAS NEARING SIX O’CLOCK in the evening, and Sean and Sara were home in their media room on a large sectional couch, getting ready to watch their spotlight on the evening news with some friends and colleagues. They’d left the haunted house in the hands of some capable employees, who would be posted there until closing at eight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jimmy Voigt, their former sergeant when they worked for the Albany PD, also worked for them at the PI firm. He was on the couch next to his girlfriend, Meredith, for the viewing. Sara had told Sean more than once that it was a match made in heaven. He was pretty sure he’d rolled his eyes every time. Not because he didn’t believe in love—he was married to his soul mate—but he just found it hard to picture his former boss whispering sweet nothings to a lady love.&lt;br /&gt;
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Helen was seated at the other end of the sectional, and Mia was on the floor at her feet, still dressed up as a princess. She really was a good kid—as far as kids went anyway. And it’s not that Sean had anything against children, but for now, he and Sara had decided they weren’t going to have any. And honestly, it was probably for the best, as they traveled a lot and solving crimes didn’t leave much free time.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I’m going to be on TV.” Mia’s face lit up as she grinned. “I can’t wait!” She seemed more excited about this than she had been at the announcement that pizza was for dinner. Mia stared at the muted television. “That lady was so pretty.”&lt;br /&gt;
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By “that lady,” Sean assumed she meant Chloe Parsons. Sean had to agree that based on appearances and initial impressions, she was good-looking. But he didn’t understand why she took such issue with Susannah when she didn’t want to talk.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mia turned to Sara and flashed another smile. “You looked great, too.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Thank you.” Sara returned the smile and swept her long brown hair over her left shoulder. “Did you have fun today?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Oh yeah. My favorite part was the mummy.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“That didn’t scare you?” Sara laced her voice with concern but couldn’t hide the underlying amusement.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mia’s expression faded, and her eyes enlarged. She nodded. “I was, but I like to be scared. And I love mummies!” She bounded to her feet and jumped onto her mother’s lap. Helen let out a whoosh of air but quickly recovered.&lt;br /&gt;
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“It’s the other kind of mummy, though, sweetheart.” Helen ran a hand over her daughter’s silky hair.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Oh, it’s almost time,” Meredith said, obviously getting swept up in Mia’s enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sean looked at the digital clock on the cable box: 5:59.&lt;br /&gt;
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“It’s on!” Jimmy said, sitting up straighter.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mia wriggled on her mother’s lap.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Come on, honey, back on the floor.” Helen’s voice strained with the desperation of her plea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sean smiled, not because of the woman’s discomfort but because he loved seeing how excited Mia was.&lt;br /&gt;
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“My costume was the best. They have to show me!” The little girl’s eyes were wide and fixed on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;
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“You are a beautiful little princess,” Sean said.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mia glared at him. “I’m not &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt;.” She held up both hands, fingers splaying as she counted them off. “I’m six.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“My apologies,” he said with a slight bow of his head.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sara laced her fingers with his, and he met her gaze, which said, &lt;i&gt;You’re aren’t the best with kids…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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“Shh.” This came from Jimmy, and when Sean turned to look at him, he shrugged. “You want to hear it, don’t you?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Sean increased the volume a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;
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“We have some somber news this evening,” a chic reporter announced from the news desk. Based on the set of her mouth and the sad look in her eyes, she wasn’t reading from a script. “Your Source has just received word that one of our own has died.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Sara tapped her fingers on the back of his, leaned in, and whispered, “I have a bad feeling about this.”&lt;br /&gt;
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He didn’t look over at her, but his wife had this way of sensing things. He wouldn’t label her clairvoyant, but she certainly had strong intuition.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Tonight, we say good-bye to”—the reporter, while she kept her tone modulated, was clearly battling with her emotions—“Chloe Parsons.”&lt;br /&gt;
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The news was a sledgehammer to his chest, knocking the wind out of him.&lt;br /&gt;
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From the award-winning, critically acclaimed pen of Kim Iverson Headlee comes the fall of Camelot as you have never seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;
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The death of their mother knells the death of any hope for a joyful future for Gyan’s identical twin daughters, Gwenhwyfar and Gwenhwyfach. Their father, Arthur the High King, wastes no time in announcing firstborn Gwenhwyfar’s betrothal to Medraut—the man whom Gwenhwyfach secretly loves. And Gwenhwyfar is in love with Angusel’s son Lannchu.&lt;br /&gt;
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The twins conspire to defy Fate and trade places. They know how ambitious is their scheme, for Gwenhwyfar is trained in the domestic arts and Gwenhwyfach has chosen the warrior’s path, yet the sisters are confident of success. The wedding and its accompanying night come off without a hitch… for both of them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Incorporating ancient Welsh legends of the “False Guinevere” and “Feasting the Hungry Man,” and featuring many characters introduced in &lt;i&gt;Dawnflight&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Morning’s Journey&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Raging Sea&lt;/i&gt;, this glimpse into their destiny, thirty years after the setting of those novels, reveals the destruction of Arthur’s realm that’s unique in all of Arthurian literature.&lt;br /&gt;
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Praise for other Arthurian works by Kim Iverson Headlee:&lt;br /&gt;
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“Intense.” &lt;i&gt;USA Today (Dawnflight)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He crushed her to him with startling force, thrusting his tongue into her mouth to probe its secrets. Too soon, he shifted his focus to her chin, her throat, her neck, each kiss torturing her with promises that could never be kept. A raw blend of pleasure and pain forced a moan from her lips.&lt;br /&gt;
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With a startled cry, Gwenhwyfar straightened and looked about. Hand to dagger, Lannchu whirled. When the intruder stepped from behind a nearby piling, Lannchu folded his arms.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Gwenhwyfach.” Gwenhwyfar didn’t care how her sister had found them; the pertinent question was why. “Don’t expect me to bid you well come, because you aren’t.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Gwenhwyfach tossed her braids, uttering a light chuckle. “Not even if I were to give you the solution to your dilemma?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“What would you do? Guard our backs as we run away?” A romantic notion, but not a feasible one. “Father would kill us all. If Medraut didn’t find us first.”&lt;br /&gt;
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There appears to be a chance for love. Two twins, one experienced with a sword and the other experienced running the castle decide to switch identities so each can have the one they love.&lt;/div&gt;
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Kim Headlee lives on a farm in southwestern Virginia with her family, cats, goats, Great Pyrenees goat guards, and assorted wildlife. People and creatures come and go, but the cave and the 250-year-old house ruins—the latter having been occupied as recently as the mid-twentieth century—seem to be sticking around for a while yet. She has been an award-winning novelist since 1999 (Dawnflight first edition, Sonnet Books, Simon &amp;amp; Schuster) and has been studying the Arthurian Legends for nigh on half a century.&lt;br /&gt;
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Angels and demons are not what you think. They are aliens, and the Midworlders are their representatives on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anne is a young woman who has never fitted in. All her life she has had dreams of angels. When she is kidnapped, she is offered an escape by Soren. Can she trust him when he has visions of death and murder?&lt;br /&gt;
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On the run from her kidnappers, the two of them will have to overcome their differences or the future of the whole world will be at stake.&lt;br /&gt;
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Soren bent down and gently moved the woman’s hair back with his finger. It was her. Even with her eyes closed he could tell. The woman in the darkness really existed and was here. She opened her eyes wide with what he could only imagine to be utter fear as she stared at him.&lt;br /&gt;
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She shuffled back on the bed, and up against the wall. Her eyes glanced past him to the door like a frightened rabbit caught in the headlights of a car.&lt;br /&gt;
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“My names, Soren. You’re at the Adelaide Enclave for Demonic Midworlders. How did you get into my dream? You called for help.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She shook her head then stared beyond him again. Soren could sense the heat of someone standing behind him. Virgil stood by the door with his arms folded across his chest. The stillness didn’t last long as the giant of a man stormed across and yanked him from the room. Soren could see the woman crawl to the end of the bed. She was going to make a run for it. Virgil glared back at her.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I would stay put if I was you. I can tie you to the bed if I have to. In fact, I think I’d enjoy it.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Soren glanced back at the woman for a second. She crawled back up to the top of the bed again. She mouthed one word to him, as he read her lips.&lt;br /&gt;
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Two things have helped Nicole cope since the murder of her husband. One is running her detective agency, and the other is her guardian angel, Mira. When Mira is killed by a demon, Nicole accepts the help of a Ridge, a long-haired, cigar-smoking diamond in the rough with wings. Things go from bad to worse when a replacement guardian cannot be found. She has to trust Ridge, which is tricky when she realizes there are no demons or angels, just parasitic aliens that humans have built the myths of these celestial beings around. Ridge isn’t an angel or a devil, but an alien half breed known as a Midworlder. He is also way too sexy for his own good.&lt;br /&gt;
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Angels and demons are not what you think. They are aliens, and the Midworlders are their representatives on Earth. Heath is an Angelic Midworlder with a tortured past where he could not save the woman he loved. Evie is a woman haunted by a dark presence in her mind that allows her to see the angels and demons around her. Heath saves her when she is attacked by Demonic Midworlders but will he fail her like he has others before? These two tortured souls are connected by the past, a past that has left an evil lurking inside Evie that could kill them both.&lt;br /&gt;
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Falling for her step-brother is a mistake T.J. doesn't want to repeat, but one look into those sapphire blue eyes and she's ready to give him whatever he wants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tammy-Jo Hawthorne's marriage was floundering, but she never expected her husband to make her the laughing stock of Magnolia.&lt;br /&gt;
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And she definitely didn't expect to trip over him in their front yard after he'd been murdered.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jason McIntyre was forced out of his home and the love of his life by the man who'd haunted his nightmares for ten long years.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tammy-Jo Hawthorne limped down the side of the highway, broken shoe in hand, and cursed everything from the gravel cutting into her bare foot, to the drizzling rain making her mascara run. But most of all, she cursed fate for ever introducing her to her no-good, dirty, rotten scumbag of an ex-husband—Timothy Hawthorne the third, and don’t you forget it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her cheeks flamed again even as goosebumps of embarrassed anger chased themselves over her flesh. They’d escorted her out; she still couldn’t believe it. Not one person had stood to defend her either. Ten years she’d belonged to that stupid high-falutin club, and no one had supported her in her time of need. Well, screw them.&lt;br /&gt;
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A semi-trailer flew past, and a sheet of water drenched her to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Ooh.” She raised her shoe in the air and shook it at the fading taillights. “Thanks for nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Disheartened, she dropped her Louboutin in the grass, careful to keep it off the scratchy gravel, and wrung out the hem of her shirt. Tim had a lot to answer for; not least of which was the fact her Jaguar had been towed away while she’d been inside the country club. It was becoming clear that this had been a well-choreographed plan on his part. He’d thought of everything too. When she’d tried to call for a cab, she found her phone had been cut off. She’d stomped over to a nearby gas station to use the payphone, and found her bank and credit cards had been cancelled as well. He’d taken her love and stomped it beneath his wingtips and now he wanted her pride too.&lt;br /&gt;
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If she had to walk the entire twenty miles to home, she would.&lt;br /&gt;
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And then she was going to sue that bastard for every red cent he owned.&lt;br /&gt;
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The traffic snaked by in a never-ending ribbon of color, the noise a match to the static in her head. She thought about doing like she’d seen on television and lift her thumb to catch a ride, but fear held her back. Those were the same shows where the unlucky traveler was never seen again. She didn’t plan on giving her soon-to-be ex that easy of an out.&lt;br /&gt;
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The rain was falling harder now, coating everything in sight with a silvery glow. If she wasn’t so cold—a combination of nerves and early spring weather—it would be pretty. Okay, maybe that was a stretch. There was nothing remotely &lt;i&gt;pretty&lt;/i&gt; about being stranded in the middle of nowheresville thanks to the man you’d promised to love and honor until death did you part. The last of which was looking tempting right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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A throaty engine gearing down set her heart to leap-frogging in her chest—he’d changed his mind and returned her car. She swung around, a relieved smile tipping her scowl upside down, but instead of her beautiful silver Jag, a black-as-sin Mustang idled behind her in the parking lane, its driving lights blinding her with their brightness.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now her heart pounded for an entirely different reason. She glanced into the ditch, but the forest seemed impossibly far away and the traffic never even hesitated, unaware and uncaring that her life could be in danger.&lt;br /&gt;
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T.J. shaded her eyes, but she couldn’t see the driver. She clutched her handbag. It wasn’t much, but the soft lambskin purse held the keys to her house and her car—once she got it back—her identification, all the odds and ends a woman deemed necessary, and the proof that her husband was the reason she was in this predicament. She wouldn’t give it up without a fight.&lt;br /&gt;
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She picked up the only weapon at her disposal, her shoe, and inched backward, dismayed when the car stalked after her. Panic overrode decorum and she turned to run, but the ditch was slippery with the mud and rain and she lost her footing, careening down the steep embankment with a little screech. She landed hard on her butt and sat there for a minute, stunned. How the mighty had fallen. The Hawthorne couple were the envy of Magnolia, South Carolina. Everyone wanted to be them, have the same kind of loving relationship they had. What a joke.&lt;br /&gt;
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A car door opened and a few ominous seconds later, T.J. heard footsteps on the gravel meridian. Even through the rain and early evening light, her white shirt practically glowed a neon &lt;i&gt;here I am&lt;/i&gt; signal to anyone looking. And of course, someone was. She hunched over, doing her best to become one with the mud, and prayed like she’d never prayed before. Not hard, since she’d never followed any religious beliefs, but she promised anyone who was listening that she’d change. Just don’t let her die.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Tammy-Jo Hawthorne?” scary stranger dude called down the hill, his voice filled with amused aggravation.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Go away,” she yelled, fed up with men and life in general. She swiped at a clump of ooey-gooey crap clinging to her leg below the silk pencil skirt she’d no doubt have to throw in the trash after this episode. Just one more reason to shoot Tim.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I was at the club today,” he said, and the sympathy in his voice made her squirm. “I heard about your car, thought you could use a lift.”&lt;br /&gt;
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She threw back her head and let the rain wash over her face. The humiliations just kept coming. The moment he’d mentioned the club she’d known who her dubious savior was; her evil step-brother.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tammy-Jo Hawthorne's marriage was floundering, but she never expected her husband to make her the laughing stock of Magnolia. And she definitely didn't expect to trip over him in their front yard after he'd been murdered. Jason McIntyre was forced out of his home and the love of his life by the man who'd haunted his nightmares for ten long years. Now Jason's back--and he wants revenge. Tammy-Jo Hawthorne limped down the side of the highway, broken shoe in hand, and cursed everything from the gravel cutting into her bare foot, to the drizzling rain making her mascara run. But most of all, she cursed fate for ever introducing her to her no-good, dirty, rotten scumbag of an ex-husband—Timothy Hawthorne the third, and don’t you forget it. Her cheeks flamed again even as goosebumps of embarrassed anger chased themselves over her flesh. They’d escorted her out; she still couldn’t believe it. Not one person had stood to defend her either. Ten years she’d belonged to that stupid high-falutin club, and no one had supported her in her time of need. Well, screw them. A semi-trailer flew past, and a sheet of water drenched her to the bone. “Ooh.” She raised her shoe in the air and shook it at the fading taillights. “Thanks for nothing.” Disheartened, she dropped her Louboutin in the grass, careful to keep it off the scratchy gravel, and wrung out the hem of her shirt. Tim had a lot to answer for; not least of which was the fact her Jaguar had been towed away while she’d been inside the country club. It was becoming clear that this had been a well-choreographed plan on his part. He’d thought of everything too. When she’d tried to call for a cab, she found her phone had been cut off. She’d stomped over to a nearby gas station to use the payphone, and found her bank and credit cards had been cancelled as well. He’d taken her love and stomped it beneath his wingtips and now he wanted her pride too. Well, he couldn’t have it, damn him. If she had to walk the entire twenty miles to home, she would. And then she was going to sue that bastard for every red cent he owned. The traffic snaked by in a never-ending ribbon of color, the noise a match to the static in her head. She thought about doing like she’d seen on television and lift her thumb to catch a ride, but fear held her back. Those were the same shows where the unlucky traveler was never seen again. She didn’t plan on giving her soon-to-be ex that easy of an out. The rain was falling harder now, coating everything in sight with a silvery glow. If she wasn’t so cold—a combination of nerves and early spring weather—it would be pretty. Okay, maybe that was a stretch. There was nothing remotely pretty about being stranded in the middle of nowheresville thanks to the man you’d promised to love and honor until death did you part. The last of which was looking tempting right now. If only she knew a hitman. A throaty engine gearing down set her heart to leap-frogging in her chest—he’d changed his mind and returned her car. She swung around, a relieved smile tipping her scowl upside down, but instead of her beautiful silver Jag, a black-as-sin Mustang idled behind her in the parking lane, its driving lights blinding her with their brightness. Now her heart pounded for an entirely different reason. She glanced into the ditch, but the forest seemed impossibly far away and the traffic never even hesitated, unaware and uncaring that her life could be in danger. T.J. shaded her eyes, but she couldn’t see the driver. She clutched her handbag. It wasn’t much, but the soft lambskin purse held the keys to her house and her car—once she got it back—her identification, all the odds and ends a woman deemed necessary, and the proof that her husband was the reason she was in this predicament. She wouldn’t give it up without a fight. She picked up the only weapon at her disposal, her shoe, and inched backward, dismayed when the car stalked after her. Panic overrode decorum and she turned to run, but the ditch was slippery with the mud and rain and she lost her footing, careening down the steep embankment with a little screech. She landed hard on her butt and sat there for a minute, stunned. How the mighty had fallen. The Hawthorne couple were the envy of Magnolia, South Carolina. Everyone wanted to be them, have the same kind of loving relationship they had. What a joke. And it was all on her. A car door opened and a few ominous seconds later, T.J. heard footsteps on the gravel meridian. Even through the rain and early evening light, her white shirt practically glowed a neon here I am signal to anyone looking. And of course, someone was. She hunched over, doing her best to become one with the mud, and prayed like she’d never prayed before. Not hard, since she’d never followed any religious beliefs, but she promised anyone who was listening that she’d change. Just don’t let her die. “Tammy-Jo Hawthorne?” scary stranger dude called down the hill, his voice filled with amused aggravation. What did he have to be aggravated about? She was the one sitting in a cold, wet ditch while a stalker… well, stalked her. “Go away,” she yelled, fed up with men and life in general. She swiped at a clump of ooey-gooey crap clinging to her leg below the silk pencil skirt she’d no doubt have to throw in the trash after this episode. Just one more reason to shoot Tim. “I was at the club today,” he said, and the sympathy in his voice made her squirm. “I heard about your car, thought you could use a lift.” She threw back her head and let the rain wash over her face. The humiliations just kept coming. The moment he’d mentioned the club she’d known who her dubious savior was; her evil step-brother. Jason McIntyre. Amazon ✯ Books2Read ✯ Goodreads JACQUIE BIGGAR&amp;nbsp;is a USA Today bestselling author of Romantic Suspense who loves to write about tough, alpha males who know what they want, that is until they're gob-smacked by heroines who are strong, contemporary women willing to show them what they really need is love. She is the author of the popular Wounded Hearts series and has just started a new series in paranormal suspense, Mended Souls. She has been blessed with a long, happy marriage and enjoys writing romance novels that end with happily-ever-afters. Jacquie lives in paradise along the west coast of Canada with her family and loves reading, writing, and flower gardening. She swears she can't function without coffee, preferably at the beach with her sweetheart. &#128578; Free reads, excerpts, author news, and contests can be found on her&amp;nbsp;website. You can follow her on&amp;nbsp;Facebook,&amp;nbsp;Twitter&amp;nbsp;or email her via her web site. Jacquie lives on Vancouver Island with her husband and loves to hear from readers all over the world! You can join her street team on&amp;nbsp;Facebook, her exclusive&amp;nbsp;Review Crew&amp;nbsp;or sign up for her&amp;nbsp;newsletter. Amazon&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;FaceBook-author&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;FaceBook-personal&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;Twitter&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;Goodreads&amp;nbsp;✯&amp;nbsp;Website</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>TEMPTED BY MR. WRONG by Jacquie Biggar Genre: Contemporary Step-Brother Romance How can something so wrong, feel so right? Falling for her step-brother is a mistake T.J. doesn't want to repeat, but one look into those sapphire blue eyes and she's ready to give him whatever he wants. Tammy-Jo Hawthorne's marriage was floundering, but she never expected her husband to make her the laughing stock of Magnolia. And she definitely didn't expect to trip over him in their front yard after he'd been murdered. Jason McIntyre was forced out of his home and the love of his life by the man who'd haunted his nightmares for ten long years. Now Jason's back--and he wants revenge. Tammy-Jo Hawthorne limped down the side of the highway, broken shoe in hand, and cursed everything from the gravel cutting into her bare foot, to the drizzling rain making her mascara run. But most of all, she cursed fate for ever introducing her to her no-good, dirty, rotten scumbag of an ex-husband—Timothy Hawthorne the third, and don’t you forget it. Her cheeks flamed again even as goosebumps of embarrassed anger chased themselves over her flesh. They’d escorted her out; she still couldn’t believe it. Not one person had stood to defend her either. Ten years she’d belonged to that stupid high-falutin club, and no one had supported her in her time of need. Well, screw them. A semi-trailer flew past, and a sheet of water drenched her to the bone. “Ooh.” She raised her shoe in the air and shook it at the fading taillights. “Thanks for nothing.” Disheartened, she dropped her Louboutin in the grass, careful to keep it off the scratchy gravel, and wrung out the hem of her shirt. Tim had a lot to answer for; not least of which was the fact her Jaguar had been towed away while she’d been inside the country club. It was becoming clear that this had been a well-choreographed plan on his part. He’d thought of everything too. When she’d tried to call for a cab, she found her phone had been cut off. She’d stomped over to a nearby gas station to use the payphone, and found her bank and credit cards had been cancelled as well. He’d taken her love and stomped it beneath his wingtips and now he wanted her pride too. Well, he couldn’t have it, damn him. If she had to walk the entire twenty miles to home, she would. And then she was going to sue that bastard for every red cent he owned. The traffic snaked by in a never-ending ribbon of color, the noise a match to the static in her head. She thought about doing like she’d seen on television and lift her thumb to catch a ride, but fear held her back. Those were the same shows where the unlucky traveler was never seen again. She didn’t plan on giving her soon-to-be ex that easy of an out. The rain was falling harder now, coating everything in sight with a silvery glow. If she wasn’t so cold—a combination of nerves and early spring weather—it would be pretty. Okay, maybe that was a stretch. There was nothing remotely pretty about being stranded in the middle of nowheresville thanks to the man you’d promised to love and honor until death did you part. The last of which was looking tempting right now. If only she knew a hitman. A throaty engine gearing down set her heart to leap-frogging in her chest—he’d changed his mind and returned her car. She swung around, a relieved smile tipping her scowl upside down, but instead of her beautiful silver Jag, a black-as-sin Mustang idled behind her in the parking lane, its driving lights blinding her with their brightness. Now her heart pounded for an entirely different reason. She glanced into the ditch, but the forest seemed impossibly far away and the traffic never even hesitated, unaware and uncaring that her life could be in danger. T.J. shaded her eyes, but she couldn’t see the driver. She clutched her handbag. It wasn’t much, but the soft lambskin purse held the keys to her house and her car—once she got it back—her identification, all the odds and ends a woman deemed necessary, and the proof that her husband was the reason she was in this predicament. She wouldn’t give it up without a fight. She picked up the only weapon at her disposal, her shoe, and inched backward, dismayed when the car stalked after her. Panic overrode decorum and she turned to run, but the ditch was slippery with the mud and rain and she lost her footing, careening down the steep embankment with a little screech. She landed hard on her butt and sat there for a minute, stunned. How the mighty had fallen. The Hawthorne couple were the envy of Magnolia, South Carolina. Everyone wanted to be them, have the same kind of loving relationship they had. What a joke. And it was all on her. A car door opened and a few ominous seconds later, T.J. heard footsteps on the gravel meridian. Even through the rain and early evening light, her white shirt practically glowed a neon here I am signal to anyone looking. And of course, someone was. She hunched over, doing her best to become one with the mud, and prayed like she’d never prayed before. Not hard, since she’d never followed any religious beliefs, but she promised anyone who was listening that she’d change. Just don’t let her die. “Tammy-Jo Hawthorne?” scary stranger dude called down the hill, his voice filled with amused aggravation. What did he have to be aggravated about? She was the one sitting in a cold, wet ditch while a stalker… well, stalked her. “Go away,” she yelled, fed up with men and life in general. She swiped at a clump of ooey-gooey crap clinging to her leg below the silk pencil skirt she’d no doubt have to throw in the trash after this episode. Just one more reason to shoot Tim. “I was at the club today,” he said, and the sympathy in his voice made her squirm. “I heard about your car, thought you could use a lift.” She threw back her head and let the rain wash over her face. The humiliations just kept coming. The moment he’d mentioned the club she’d known who her dubious savior was; her evil step-brother. Jason McIntyre. Amazon ✯ Books2Read ✯ Goodreads JACQUIE BIGGAR&amp;nbsp;is a USA Today bestselling author of Romantic Suspense who loves to write about tough, alpha males who know what they want, that is until they're gob-smacked by heroines who are strong, contemporary women willing to show them what they really need is love. She is the author of the popular Wounded Hearts series and has just started a new series in paranormal suspense, Mended Souls. She has been blessed with a long, happy marriage and enjoys writing romance novels that end with happily-ever-afters. Jacquie lives in paradise along the west coast of Canada with her family and loves reading, writing, and flower gardening. She swears she can't function without coffee, preferably at the beach with her sweetheart. &#128578; Free reads, excerpts, author news, and contests can be found on her&amp;nbsp;website. You can follow her on&amp;nbsp;Facebook,&amp;nbsp;Twitter&amp;nbsp;or email her via her web site. 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come to terms with his recent divorce, Martin, an attorney in Berlin,
plans a peaceful vacation – two weeks in a Swedish summer house
seem to be the solution. It won’t be peaceful, however, and those
two weeks will change his life forever. He takes a liking to Liv, a
Swedish woman whom he meets in the neighborhood. Unfortunately, they
don’t get to have their first date – Liv disappears under
mysterious circumstances. Martin begins his search but soon realizes
he can’t find Liv in a foreign country by himself. He hires two
private investigators, and their discoveries make everything seem
even stranger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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complexities in this suspenseful criminal case lead to a hunt across
Sweden. Martin comes close to finding answers, but his search lands
him in very real danger, eventually leading to the first deaths. Soon
he‘s wondering if he can get Liv and himself out of this situation
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Lead&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;by
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Because
life is one big ballroom – and all we can do is dance… Former UK
dance champion Caroline Elliott has two burning passions in her life:
her sexy, young Spanish lover Antonio, and the weekly Ballroom dance
class she teaches to a diverse group of enthusiastic locals in the
small English town of Castleham where she lives. But Caroline has a
problem. The numbers attending her class have dwindled, and unless
she can somehow breathe new life into it, she will have no choice but
to close it down. A dance display at the local Arts Festival might
just be the perfect opportunity to showcase her students and pull in
those much-needed new members. How difficult could it be? With the
date of the display approaching, however, illness, affairs and
relationship break-ups threaten to crush Caroline’s hopes. As she
battles to keep rehearsals on track and soothe her students’
rampant nerves, she must also conquer the demons of a long-ago
tragedy in her own life. Will she be able to let go of her fears and
step into the spotlight once again? Heel Lead is an emotional,
passionate and poignant story that entertains while it tugs at your
heartstrings. In this short yet compelling novel, author Dawn K.
Henderson presents a captivating tale of the power of love, dance and
the ties that bind us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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love affair began. Since then she has tango’d and quickstepped,
waltzed and rumba’d through life. Although at the time of writing
Heel Lead, she is without a permanent dance partner, she is fortunate
enough to have good friends who lend her their men occasionally –
she usually hands them back undamaged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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England surrounded by crop circles, the ancient &amp;amp; mysterious
stone monuments of Stonehenge and Avebury, and her own family of
crystal skulls. When she isn't wandering the ancient downlands that
inspire her novels and poetry, you'll probably find her pottering in
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He’d never imagined how much his father’s passing would divide his life into “before” and “after.” It’s like everything had stopped in his world when he got the call that EMS was on their way to the Briggs Ranch. Trying to shrug off the memory, he put the truck in Park and switched off the engine.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Are you taking questions about your relationship experiences since you left Wyoming?” he asked her pointedly. When she shook her head fast, he grinned. “You see? We understand each other perfectly.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“I’m staying for the wedding because Hattie implied I’d broken my friendship with your family and that I should repair it.” Larissa’s face was pale in the moonlight that filtered in through the front window.&lt;br /&gt;
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“It’s kind of you to do that.” He wanted to know if he figured into the picture at all. Would she admit it even if he did?&lt;br /&gt;
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“I’m doing it for me as much as for them.” She wound the ribbon around her finger while they sat in the truck cab. Close but not touching. “I came here to smooth over the way I left last time, and I realize that means making amends with your family as much as with you.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Good.” He was tempted to test that theory right now. To see if she was truly here to hang out with his family or if she’d been as intrigued by the chemistry between the two of them as he was. “Then you’re already making headway since Callie wants you to teach her how to dance before the wedding.”&lt;br /&gt;
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It was too soon to act on it, he knew. If he set foot in that house tonight with her, things would get out of hand in a hurry. The last thing he wanted was to share something incredible with her only to spook her and send her running in the morning. Better to let it build.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I’m looking forward to dancing with you again.” He reached across the bench seat to brush his knuckles along her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her breath caught before her words tumbled out. “It’s been a long time. Are you sure you even remember the steps?”&lt;br /&gt;
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Fashion buyer Shea Walker had a fast track lifestyle until a car accident sidelines her to a painful recovery. Seeking quiet for the holidays, Shea returns to the snowy mountains where she grew up to make peace with her past and spend time with her estranged family. She never expected J.C. Royce—now a hockey star—would return to their hometown, too. Determined to avoid that particular sexy mistake, she’s caught off guard when her first night in town brings them face to face.&lt;br /&gt;
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J.C. never misses a chance to come home to Cloud Spin, Vermont, and this Christmas, he’s back home for some enforced downtime. But in all those trips, he’d never caught a glimpse of Shea, the childhood friend he once thought would become a whole lot more. Before she’d left town, she’d made sure he knew that would never happen, so seeing her practically fall at his feet outside a local pub is gratifying. Until he realizes his proud former friend is truly hurt—and in more ways than she lets on. Lucky for her, he’s got a big house just sitting empty, a tree ready to decorate and Shea is in no shape to stay by herself. But he’s got bad boy arrogance down to an art form after eight years in the NHL, so he’s more than a match for feisty Shea. Especially when it comes to her outrageous claim that there was never any chemistry between them...&lt;br /&gt;
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Growing up in the Christmas-crazed theme town of Yuletide was fun for fashion designer Rachel Chambers until a family scandal made her unwelcome. Eight years later, she’s home for a friend’s wedding and trying to go incognito… until her old flame spots her.&lt;br /&gt;
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As the wedding approaches, Rachel remembers all she loved about her close-knit, Christmas-loving neighbors. But even if she can win over the town again, will she be able to convince her footloose, mogul-shredding wedding date that they can find happiness beyond the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ms. Calculation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;by Danica Winters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Series&lt;/b&gt;: Mystery Christmas, #1&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Genre&lt;/b&gt;: Romantic Suspense&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Paperback Release Date&lt;/b&gt;: August 22, 2017&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Digital Release Date&lt;/b&gt;: September 1, 2017&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Welcome to Mystery, Montana, a small town with dark secrets…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The body found in the Dunrovin Ranch stables isn’t just a crisis for Wyatt Fitzgerald’s family or his top priority as sheriff—Gwen Johansen is both the victim’s sister…and Wyatt’s ex. And in a small town like Mystery, events of the past don’t seem to fade. Maybe she’d misjudged his potential when they were younger, but now he could be her greatest ally—and not just in the investigation. That is, if he can work his way around a broken heart. With the killer circling, the clock is counting down on more than Christmas, a time when family means everything and forgiveness is the best gift of all.&lt;br /&gt;
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Danica Winters is a Nielsen BookScan and an Amazon bestselling author who has won multiple awards for writing books that grip readers with their ability to drive emotion through suspense and occasionally a touch of magic. Most recently, Danica was the winner of the Paranormal Romance Guild’s Paranormal Romantic Suspense Book of the Year Award and Chanticleer Media’s Paranormal Book of the Year for her novel Montana Mustangs.&lt;br /&gt;
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When she’s not working, she can be found in the wilds of Montana testing her patience while she tries to understand the allure of various crafts (quilting, pottery, and painting are not her thing). &amp;nbsp;She always believes the cup is neither half full nor half empty, but it better be filled with wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Danica Winters is represented by Jill Marsal of the Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What We Can't Have&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;by Lorhainne Eckhart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Series&lt;/b&gt;: The Parker Sisters, #4&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Genre&lt;/b&gt;: Women's Fiction/Family Saga&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Release Date&lt;/b&gt;: August 31, 2017&lt;/div&gt;
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From a Readers' Favorite award--winning author and "queen of the family saga" (Aherman) comes The Parker Sisters a new spinoff series of the Married in Montana series.&lt;br /&gt;
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Seventeen year old Mason Parker has been keeping a secret from her family about the boy next door. And after a chance encounter, the timing all wrong, Mason and Justin are faced with a dilemma considering being together, could end up dividing two families.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Origins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;H.A.L.F.
Series Book 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;by
Natalie Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Genre:
YA SciFi Fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i style="color: #333333; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alien
predators attack Europe. A deadly virus spawns an epidemic. And a
clandestine organization conspires to profit from chaos and forge a
New World Order.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In this heart-pounding finale of the
award-winning H.A.L.F. series, Tex, Erika and the rest are in a race
against time. For months they‘ve fought for their lives. Now they
battle to save us all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tex
and Erika are fugitives again, running for their lives. But when Tex
falls gravely ill, a Navajo healer is his only hope for survival. Tex
emerges from the ordeal changed in body and mind but with vital
information: how to stop the predatory M’Uktah from destroying
those he has come to love.&lt;/div&gt;
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Erika
Holt seeks a respite from the constant threats to her life but she’s
not about to give up. As she and Tex launch a mission to shut down
the galactic highway used by the predatory M'Uktah, she grows closer
to her troubled half-human companion. But what about her on-again,
off-again boyfriend, Jack?&lt;/div&gt;
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Jack
Wilson, with his new friend Anna Sturgis, is determined to put an end
to the Makers’ schemes for world domination. Complicating matters,
an anti-viral that could save millions from an alien virus has been
stolen.&lt;/div&gt;
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As
both alien and human forces line up against them, the destiny of all
mankind is hand the hands of these young warriors. And time is
running out.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;What
Others are Saying about H.A.L.F.: ORIGINS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The
latest satisfying addition to the H.A.L.F. series has something for
everyone: exciting action scenes; great, complex love stories;
fascinating new aliens; and relatable teen characters fighting to
save the world and find their places in it.” ~Alyssa H., Content
Editor, Red Adept Editing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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* &lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/H-L-F-ORIGINS-Natalie-Wright-ebook/dp/B07263P84J/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The
Makers &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;H.A.L.F.
Series Book 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;"Conflicts
with alien races are given enormous depth in this engrossingly
written science fiction novel." ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forewords&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Clarion
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Roswell.
Area 51. The X-Files.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've seen the aliens known as "the
Greys" in movies and on T.V. But what if everything you think
you know about them is wrong?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And what if the Greys are only
the beginning?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
On
a nondescript planet on the far side of the galaxy, the M'Uktah have
evolved from a wolf-like predatory creature into a highly advanced
species that has mastered intergalactic travel. They are cultured.
Refined.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
And
hungry...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wright's
epic and much anticipated follow up to her multiple award-winning
debut Sci Fi novel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;H.A.L.F.:
The Deep Beneath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The
Deep Beneath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;,
Runner Up in the Beach Book Festival&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Finalist, Wishing Shelf Book
Awards&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Semi-Finalist, Kindle Review Book Awards&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;and Library
Journal pick for curated Shelf-e library collection&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/29896345-h-a-l-f"&gt;Goodreads
&lt;/a&gt;* &lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/H-L-F-Makers-Natalie-Wright-ebook/dp/B01BLRM2HO/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The
Deep Beneath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;H.A.L.F.
Series Book 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can
a Human-Alien Hybrid, Created to be a Weapon, Save us from a Secret
War we Don't Know is Coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library
Journal eBook Selection&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;H.A.L.F.
(Human Alien Life Form) #9 is the product of genetic engineering, the
union of human and alien DNA. Created to be a weapon in a secret war
we don't know is coming, he proved too powerful to control. He has
lived for seventeen years in an underground lab, sedated and trained
to be a cold-blooded killing machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="border: none; margin-bottom: 0.15in; padding: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;But
H.A.L.F. 9 has escaped the lab and the sedation has worn off. He has
never been more alive. More powerful. Or more deadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="border: none; margin-bottom: 0.15in; padding: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;While
H.A.L.F. 9 revels in his newfound freedom, Erika Holt relaxes in the
desert with friends. But a typical Saturday night soon erupts into
chaos when fate brings her together with H.A.L.F. 9. Erika is forced
to make a choice that will irretrievably change her life. If she
chooses to help H.A.L.F. 9 escape, her fate will become intertwined
with his in what will become an intergalactic adventure. Little do
any of them know that their actions trigger a vast New World Order
conspiracy which began after the UFO crash in Roswell in 1947. Will
H.A.L.F. 9 be reeled back in, once again forced to do the bidding of
the Makers? And will any of them survive the dangers of The Deep
Beneath them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h3 class="western" style="border: none; font-weight: normal; line-height: 124%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Award-Winning
Sci Fi Appropriate for the Entire Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border: none; margin-bottom: 0in; padding: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Silver
 Medalist, Wishing Shelf Book Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Semi-Finalist,
 Kindle Review Book Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Runner-Up,
 Beach Book Festival Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Library
 Journal choice for the curated Self-E Library Collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;˃˃˃
What Readers Say About&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The Deep Beneath&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;div style="border: none; margin-bottom: 0.15in; padding: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;"The
action is great, and the scene with the alien spaceship was crazy
good. I found the ending to be quite surprising. It definitely made
me want to read the next one to see what happens both above ground
and below. I recommend this to all fans of sci-fi adventures."
~&lt;b&gt;C.J. Anaya&lt;/b&gt;, Best Selling Author of The Healer Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="border: none; margin-bottom: 0.15in; padding: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;"Once
I began, I couldn't put it down. It's well-written, fast-paced, and
the characters are believable. I highly recommend this book and
anxiously await book 2!" ~M. Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="border: none; margin-bottom: 0.15in; padding: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;"Extremely
exciting and fast-paced story that sucked me in its sci-fi vortex and
wouldn't let me go. H. A. L. F. 9 is probably my favorite alien
hybrid of all time. Can't wait for the next book!" ~Ms. I Read
to Escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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* &lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00R6U32CA/ref=series_rw_dp_sw"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Natalie
is the author of the award-winning science fiction series &lt;i&gt;H.A.L.F.&lt;/i&gt;,
and &lt;i&gt;The Akasha Chronicles&lt;/i&gt;, a popular young adult fantasy
trilogy with over &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 Million&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; reads on Wattpad. She lives
in Tucson, Arizona with her husband, teen daughter, and two cat
overlords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Natalie
spends her time writing, reading, geeking out over nerd culture and
cool science, and meeting readers and fans at book festivals and
comic cons throughout the western United States. Natalie appears
frequently on radio, podcasts and vlogs such as The Speculative
Fiction Cantina, Front Row Geeks and iHeart Radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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* &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/NatalieWright.Author/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;
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* &lt;a href="https://plus.google.com/+NatalieWright1"&gt;Google+&lt;/a&gt; *
&lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/Natalie-Wright/e/B0067LJEDU/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;
* &lt;a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/468945.Natalie_Wright"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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the tour &lt;a href="http://silver-dagger-scriptorium.weebly.com/sdsxx-tours/half-series-book-tour-and-giveaway"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;
for exclusive excerpts, guest posts and a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;In
celebration of the release of &lt;i&gt;ORIGINS&lt;/i&gt;, the third and final
book in the H.A.L.F. series, all pre-order customers have the
opportunity to receive the following exclusive goodies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;A
 full-color, digital book extra, &lt;i&gt;Lost Chapter and Cut Scenes&lt;/i&gt;.
 This book contains the author’s commentary on cut scenes as well
 as photos illustrations. This book is only available to pre-order
 customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;A
 video retrospective of the H.A.L.F. series, complete with
 “soundtrack” for the series, an author interview, and tons of
 photos and illustrations documenting the series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;Email
 a copy of the receipt (again, in any format—photo, screenshot,
 email receipt, etc.). Email the receipt to:
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it. The author or her representative will follow-up and send the
customer the awesome goodness of free gifts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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every pre-order customer that avails themselves of the pre-order
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Launch Mega Giveaway and have the chance to win the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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 PRIZE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; 1 Winner will receive the following: $100
 Amazon Giftcard + Signed, Hardcover copies of the entire 3-book
 H.A.L.F. series + branded book swag, including metal bookmarks,
 complete set of H.A.L.F. Character Trading Cards®, keychain, and
 buttons + non-branded, retail swag themed to the book. Retail value
 of this prize is $240+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRST
 PRIZE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; 1 Winner will receive: $25 Amazon Giftcard +
 Signed, Paperback copies of the entire 3-book H.A.L.F. series +
 branded swag (as listed above) + non-branded swag. Retail value of
 this prize is $75+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;calibri&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;10
 Runner-Up Prizes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; 10 Winners will receive: A gifted
 copy of Amazon Kindle version of an eBook of the reader’s choice
 from among Natalie Wright’s published, single-book works (Emily’s
 House, Emily’s Trial, Emily’s Heart, The Deep Beneath, The
 Makers, or ORIGINS). Retail value of this prize if between 99¢ to
 $3.99 (depending on book chosen and price at the time gifted). &lt;/span&gt;
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