
Genre: Paranormal Romance



The cost of their forbidden mating will require great sacrifice. For love and an unbreakable bond, there is no price too high, not even banishment, or worse, treason.







Genre: Paranormal Romance



The cost of their forbidden mating will require great sacrifice. For love and an unbreakable bond, there is no price too high, not even banishment, or worse, treason.







Retaliate (Sin City Outlaws Book 3) by M.N. Forgy is

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Being the Vice President of the Sin City Outlaws Motorcycle Club comes with its perks.
Respect, power, and easy women whenever I want. I have control in everything I do.
Because of that, I wasn’t expecting my president to put me on babysitting duty, and on a female cop of all fucking people. I kill law enforcement, not protect them.
Alessandra pretends to be the good-guy hiding behind that shiny badge. But I see the darkness dancing in her eyes, and it draws me to her in the worst way. I want to devour that act of innocence, pull her over the line of justice, and into my bed.
I just wasn’t expecting the handful of secrets I got behind that badge of honor I ripped from her chest. Because now, we’re retaliating against a common enemy together.



First off I have come to love M. N. Forgy as an author, her work is amazing. She brings you in to the heart of a story just to have you pulled in every direction you can possibly go. Can say I have found one book of hers’ that I haven’t enjoyed to the very end. Now that the fan girling is done, let get to the book!
Wow where to start, well as you know Alessandra is a cop that loves her job just doesn’t play by all the rules all the time. Something dark lurks deep in her that has a yearning to come out.
Felix is the V.P. of the Sin City Outlaws who run Las Vegas. He can have any women he wants at any given time but question why he is so drawn to Alessandra. She is a cop, the one line her refuse to cross, yet he finds his self-stuck watching out for her when trouble comes to call.
These two are going to take you for a ride you will not want to end. I impressed how strong Alessandra was as a character. She wasn’t one that just fell in to the story no she push right up to the very front. Felix just makes everything melt away when he come on scene. I was just blown away with the story these to have to tell. I’m looking forward to the next in the series.


Excerpt
“So, you came here to what, let loose?” I ask suggestively, lust hanging from the tip of my tongue.
She looks up through hooded eyes, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.
Taking a small step, I invade her space. Using my finger, I tuck it firmly under her chin making her look me in the eyes. God, she’s so fucking soft to touch, my hands itch to take advantage of her body and soul. That’s what I do, I devour innocent women, and scar their souls to the point they’re damaged goods.
“Were you going to fuck one of my men tonight, Alessandra?” I ask hastily.
Her throat bobs as she swallows, fire igniting her eyes as she pulls away. She’s a pistol and not the kind you love and shine every day with care. More like the kind you’re scared to use because it may backfire on you at any minute.
“So what if I was? Why do you care?” She raises a challenging brow, her voice sharp. A burning sensation combusts in my chest thinking about her riding one of my guy’s dicks.
“I forbid you to open your legs to any of my brothers, do you understand?” My rash decision comes from an unknown place. An insatiable hunger beading at the tip of my dick.
Her jaw drops, and her hands curl into fists.
“Who do you think you are to dictate who I screw?” she scowls.
My temples pound with annoyance and anger, done with this back and forth.
Leaning down my lips a hair’s length away from her face, I intimidate her to the point she looks away and purses her lips.
“Maybe you didn’t get the memo, Blue Bird, but now that Zeek is playing daddy… I run this fucking city. Therefore, I say who you fuck, and don’t fuck.”
Her chocolate eyes snap to mine, and I know I have her full attention. Which I want, I want her to look at me, to really see me. All of me.


M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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DIRTY * SEXY * SCANDALOUS
What do you get when you mix a brooding king with a sexy pickpocket? Not your usual fairy tale.
Ava Wilder is beautiful, she lives in a pink castle, and she’s a thief. Rowan Westringham Tate loves power, speed, and Ava.
Their romance is straight out of an erotic Cinderella story, until the one man Ava is running from shows up to claim what she stole—or to claim her.
Now Ava might be forced to take another thing to protect her happily ever after… A life.
Ava
I’m just about to text Rowan back when the door opens, and he’s standing in the entrance. His face is unreadable. He doesn’t enter. He only waits looking like the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen in a dark suit and tie. He’s still wearing the glasses he’ll occasionally put on when he’s reading, and I rise out of my chair, closing the laptop before I go to him.
“I’m sorry,”I say, reaching out for his hand.
He takes mine and raises it to his lips before pulling me closer.
“What’s troubling you, Ava?”
I look down at my shoes, awkwardness filling my stomach.
“You didn’t have tocome all the way over here.”
“Why are you having second thoughts about the baby?”
I take a deep breath and sigh, lifting my eyes to his.
“It just seems like everything is in such chaos. What makes us want to bring a child into this mess?”
His dark eyes soften as they hold mine, but he doesn’t answer immediately. I love that he doesn’t pat me on the head and tell me to stop being ridiculous. He takes my fears seriously.
“It’s our royal duty,”he finally says.
Now I’m frowning.
“That’s your only reason?”
“No…”
He touches the side of my cheek with his thumb, and I wait.
“I’d also like to see what happens when we take half of you and mix it with half of me.”
My frown softens a little.
“I have dreamed of our babies.”
I remember my chubby, dark-haired daydreams.
“I expect we’ll have an overly analytical, extremely controlled little leader,” he says,and I sigh and nod. “Or a thief who steals cars and races them away.”
“Rowan!”
I push his arm, ready to storm across the room.

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Book Title: The Lighthouse Keeper
Author: Cynthia Ellingsen
Genre: Contemporary Women’s Fiction
Release Date: April 4, 2017
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Dawn Conners’s parents are famous for finding historic treasures, but she has a knack for losing things—her job, her boyfriend, and now, her reputation. Thanks to a mud-slinging exposé, Dawn’s late great-grandfather is assumed guilty of stealing silver from a century-old shipwreck. Hoping to clear his name, Dawn returns to Starlight Cove, her idyllic hometown on Lake Michigan, where the doomed vessel sleeps beneath the beam of a ramshackle lighthouse.
Her plan: remodel and sell the lighthouse while untangling the perplexing family mystery. Neither task is easy, especially once her well-meaning parents and the quirky locals—including nautical researcher and Starlight Cove’s most eligible bachelor, Kip Whittaker—get involved. Despite their attraction, Dawn is reluctant to trust Kip, or any of the close-knit townsfolk. But as she pieces together the truth, Dawn’s once-shuttered heart opens up. And if she’s willing, the lighthouse might guide her to a place she never expected to find, where the past entwines with a bright new beginning.

“Dawn Conners?” a voice called.
I snapped out of my reverie and stared.
A gorgeous guy in his midthirties dragged a rickety rowboat through the water. His dark hair was windblown, cheeks rough with stubble, and his navy T-shirt clung to a strong upper body. He flashed me a smile I felt all the way down to my toes.
“Are you Dawn?” he called.
“Yes,” I said, smoothing my hair.
Who on earth was he?
I watched as he tossed a bowline knot over a metal pole and cinched it with a firm tug. The rope went taut, along with his upper arms. Then he jogged across the sand and came to a halt next to the boardwalk.
Midnight-blue eyes surveyed my fitted linen dress, bare legs, and low pumps. In a voice much too husky for polite conversation, he said, “You always wear high heels to the beach?”
I flushed.
Even though Libby liked to say that my fitted dresses and pinned-up hair made me look like a candidate for public office, I didn’t expect to hear it from a stranger.
“Depends on the day,” I shot back. “Do you always look like you just rolled out of bed?”
He grinned. “You’re already thinking about me in bed?”
“I have an appointment with Kipling Whittaker,” I said. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to—”
“You can call me Kip.”
Arrgh. I couldn’t believe this.
The fact that my mother had led me to believe that this guy was a gentleman of a certain age meant she was up to one thing: matchmaking. In her mind, I came to Starlight Cove for a fun, relaxing summer vacation. That assessment could not be further from the truth. The last thing I wanted to do was waste time flirting with some rumple-haired playboy.
Especially one named Kip.
Cynthia Ellingsen lives in Lexington, Kentucky, with her husband and is the author of two previous novels: The Whole Package and Marriage Matters. She loves connecting with readers through her website, Facebook, and Twitter. Visit her at www.cynthiaellingsen.com.




Bound by Family (Ravage MC Bound) is a NEW Standalone by Ryan Michele!

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Cooper Cruz knows what it means to be surrounded and bound by family. Loyalty, brotherhood, and protection are all learned, earned, and respected by him and the Ravage Motorcycle Club family he grew up in. At the same, he’s a man, having fun and living the life he has always envisioned, until a trip to Florida changes everything.
Bristyl Daniels knows what it means to be smothered and bound by family. Bonds run deep with her father and all the members of the Sinister Sons Motorcycle Club she has grown up in. But now she’s all woman and wishes they would see she isn’t a little girl anymore. Then one phone call gives her a chance meeting with a hunk of a man she can’t get off her mind.
When her favorite band comes to play at a motorcycle rally in her hometown, Bristyl decides it’s worth the risk to sneak off for a little fun. When a situation gets heated, though, Cooper and the Ravage MC step in, setting off a chain of events, both good and bad in both their lives.
As the dust settles, Bristyl will have to come to some very hard decisions. Meanwhile, Cooper knows exactly what he wants. To hell with the consequences.

Excerpt
Bristyl
Holy hells bells.
I’m not sure if I should be pissed that my brothers and father left me to deal with this mess or thank them for the gorgeous eye candy. Not that I would, because they’d have a fit either way, but damn. Maybe it’s my mom smiling down on me, giving me a ray of sunshine through this mess.
All three of the guys are hot in their own way. By the cuts on their backs, they belong to the Ravage Motorcycle Club. Here for the rally, of course, and will be gone in a flash. That’s how it is. What the hell, I’ll enjoy the view while I can.
I sop up the water and wring out the mop head, then repeat … again and again.
Ryker, who boldly introduced himself, is a player. Yep, seen hundreds of them in my day growing up in the club. Tattoos, sexy vibe … I bet he doesn’t even have to ask women, just crooks his finger.
The other man, who I’m not sure his name, looks a little lighter in a way, but I’m not sure how to describe it.
Cooper, though. My heavens. Talk about charismatic, and I got that just from the few words he spoke to me. Hell, I get it just from being in the same room with him. It’s like he oozes it out of his pores, releasing it out in the world for women to fall at his feet and beg. Then there’s the hair. I can’t call it light, and it’s definitely not dark. It’s a unique combination of the two; light browns intertwined with a few darker browns, giving his hair a shade I haven’t seen before. Like a caramel color with an edge, and long. So much so that he has a hair tie wrapped around his wrist. No doubt he puts it up regularly. I’d put money on it only amping up his sexiness.
When our eyes connected for that brief moment, the blue popped out in his. I also noticed some navy around the edges. That combination of hair and eyes … Be still my deprived heart.
The way his pants ride low on his hips makes me want to give up all kinds of things to get him to raise his arms above his head so his black T-shirt rises up and I can see what’s underneath.
He has tattoos running all up his left arm, disappearing under his shirt. I can see some black poking through the top at his neck, too. It piques my curiosity, wanting to find out what he’s hiding.
I shake my head and squeeze out the mop. It’s been way too long since … Never mind.
** Bound by Family (Ravage MC Bound Series #1) is a standalone full-length novel. You do not have to read the Ravage MC series to follow this book, but if you’d like to see where it all started, you really should. **

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She writes MC, Contemporary, Erotic, Paranormal, New Adult, Inspirational, and other romance-based genres. Whether it’s bikers, wolf-shifters, mafia, etc., Ryan spends her time making sure her heroes are strong and her heroines match them at every turn.
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Crenshaw Jacobson met the woman of his dreams…and he was determined to spend every night possible with her. But Waverlee Armstrong was leery of commitment, having been abandoned by her family at an early age. She knew that she loved Shaw…but can she learn to trust him and spend just one more night?
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Shivering against him as she parted her lips to speak, Waverlee moaned as his tongue swept forward, stealing the opportunity to deepen their kiss. And holy moly, the man could kiss. And not just any old kiss either. It was the-steal-your-breath-I-can’t-live-without-his-touch-because-nothing-else-in-the-world-matters kind of kiss a girl spends her life dreaming about. Their tongues danced together for long minutes as everything else faded away. The people. The noise. Everything took a backseat to the fierce passion Shaw created with a simple touch of his mouth to hers.
Forcing herself to find her voice when Shaw lifted his mouth from hers to take a deep breath, Waverlee flashed a furtive glance up at his darkened eyes. “Wow,” she breathed shakily, clutching handfuls of his light blue dress shirt in her fists as the world seemed to spin at warp speed, “I..I…don’t think I’ve ever felt anything like that before,” she whispered, the words catching in her throat as his finger swept against her lower lip.
“Then you best hold on real tight to me, baby, ‘cause I’m just getting started,” he replied, dropping his head to steal another deep, wet kiss from her lips as he curved one big hand around her neck, wrapping her silky hair around his fist and tugging gently.




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Title: Soul Mates
Author: Nadine Nightingale
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Day: March 10th
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Alex is a righteous witch hunter. I’m a stab-worthy witch. We loved each other once. Now, we can’t stand to be near each other. It’s my fault. We are natural born enemies, after all. I had to help him save his brother from a psychotic voodoo priest, though. What can I say? I like Little Remington as much as I pretend to dislike Alex. Besides, he promised to never bother me again after that.
He kept his end of the bargain. I left my dubious life behind and started over. All is well. Until—
The truth about a deal with hell is revealed. I have to choose between the ultimate sacrifice or losing jerk-face forever. One will live, one will die. Who, solely depends on my selfishness.

Bonnie aka the thing inside her steps forward, the shadow dog on her heel. “I won’t harm your friend, love. You have my word.” Then it approaches James Dean Wannabe. “You were saying?”
“We stopped when we saw the mark.” “Of course you did,” the thing says. This whole I’m-looking-at-my-best-friend-but-listening-to-a-demon thing creeps me out. “Can we leave?” Chucky asks. “It was clearly a mistake.” Mamba-Guy nods. “My bad. Won’t happen again.” “It won’t,” the thing confirms. “Your business in this club draws to an end. Demon-strip-paradise will be shut down.”
I’m hit by a bolt of lightning. The men upstairs weren’t men at all. They’re all demons. That’s why they stared at me. It’s why my ankh hurt, too.
Mamba-Guy lifts his gaze. “But—”
The thing inside Bonnie wiggles her index finger, and the dude’s mouth snaps shut.
I smell the fear of the other demons. It poisons the air like acid rain. “We never meant to cross you,” James Dean Wannabe whines.
“I’m afraid…” The ground shakes as if an earthquake is hitting the city. “It’s too late for apologies.” The thing raises Bonnie’s hands in the air, and the demons levitate.
“Don’t do this,” Chucky begs.The thing laughs. “Rule number one in hell?” “Show no mercy,” James Dean Wannabe blurts out.
The thing winks at him. “Exactly.” Then the demons fly against the wall. The impact is so hard I hear their bones cracking. What happens next is a freaking nightmare. The shadow dog jumps at them. Blood splatters. Teeth sink into rotten skin. Screams penetrate the night. Then there’s silence.
I look over the mutilated bodies. All I see is blood and more blood. They’re deader than dead. “Shit,” I hiss as my best friend approaches me.
“Sorry about the mess.” It shrugs. “But I hate when someone touches my things.” The shadow dog is by its side. The demon pats its head, and the dog leans in.
“W-who are you?” I stammer, surprised I still have a voice.
A sinister smile tugs at its lips. “Your question should be what can you do for me, love.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I shouldn’t yell at a demon who just killed six of his kind and has a hellhound as a pet, but lunacy corrupts my brain.
It stops a few feet in front of me and tilts its head to the side. “All in good time, love.”



Nadine aka Dini is a traveler at heart. She considers the world her home and practically lives out of her suitcases. When she’s not glaring at a blank page or abusing her poor keyboard, she spends her time reading, watching movies (preferably horror), pretends to work out, and hangs out with friends and family. Poor girl also suffers from a serious Marvel superhero addiction. So, if you run into her at night, wearing black, know she’s secretly dreaming of being the infamous Black Widow.
Her love for writing started in the sixth grade where she annoyed her classmates with a short story featuring Sailor Moon characters, a cemetery, and creepy ghosts. Yes, she’s always been addicted to the dark side. Nadine writes paranormal romance. Her debut novel “Karma” the first book in her paranormal romance series Drag.Me.To.Hell. is published by the Wild Rose Press and will be out in May 2016. She has a serious girl crush on her protagonist Amanda Bishop.
Nadine has a BA in Comparative Religions and studied Creative Writing at the University of Oxford.

So happy to have been asked to review this one!
This is one very hot sexy read all the way through. I love the narration of this book. Seth Clayton has a voice the keeps you wanting more. Jane did an amazing job with the writing. It one of those books that you have to read to the end.
Alex is hot and very mysterious. He is one that keeps to himself and has a love for animals like no other. Dawn is just amazing; she has a true heart of gold. Single mother that is doing the best she can with what she is given. You can’t help but fall in love with these two.
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REGINALD BONES 3
BY LUCIAN BANE
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NOTE: The mental disorders in this story are fictionally constructed to drive the story are not intended to hurt, ridicule or judge anyone from suffering from any form of mental illness
What happens when your boyfriend loves you but his split personality hates you?
For a while, it seemed like Winter, Bones and Reginald might be able to strike a balance with their strange relationship. But having sex with Reginald while Bones pretended not to be there is harder than they imagined–especially for Bones who is inadvertently developing chemistry every time his other personality makes love to her.
But when that chemistry gets out of hand, Reginald–who Bones considers his brother– suddenly disappears, leaving Bones devastated and hating Winter for causing it.
Enter the X Factor–
With Reginald missing, the imbalance in Bones’ mind takes yet another turn, allowing X out to play–the part of him who knows things about Bones that even Bones doesn’t.
Stuck in Bones subconscious, X is only able to live when Bones sleeps. But X has too much revenge to “Execute” and not enough time in his 4 hour window to work. But with Reginald gone, X finds he has more power, and strikes a deal with Pretty Winter.
Wanting only to fix what she broke and put Reggie and Bones back together, Winter agrees, even if she has to play the whore to do it. But that’ll damn well change when Bones figures out two things–that he’s falling for Winter– and that X exists.

EXCERPT
X fought to focus his mind. It was every-fucking-where but especially on the smell of her. The sight of her with her legs open, fucking his finger. Her pretty face in agonizing pleasure. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to torture her with 0 orgasms or 100. Fucking God almighty he felt drunk and he’d not touched a drop in years. What he wouldn’t give to have one drink. He never did, he never risked doing it and fucking up his plans. But with her in the equation, everything changed. More than he realized at first. He could probably get away with a lot, having her as an accomplice to keep him out of trouble.
He needed to own her first. And with her so into Bones, that might take some doing. Nothing he couldn’t accomplish. He’d start by giving her what she craved from him.
He pulled his fingers out of her and rubbed the head of his cock on her slit. The desperate cry she gave made desire hammer in his balls. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
She answered with strained pants, looking between her legs.
“You have to tell me to.”
She made several strained sounds before her “I can’t,” wrenched out of her.
X eyed her, pausing. “You can’t or you won’t.”
Her breasts moved with her breaths. “I won’t. I love Bones. I won’t ask for it.”
So she’d give it but not ask. “Lean over on the desk. Face down.”
She eyed him, seeing where it was going and she made her way off the desk and did as he told her. She’d ask before it was over with. She’d beg.
He slammed his hand on her ass and she shrieked with “Oh God” while putting her forehead on the desk and clenching her fists next to her head.
“Lift your ass Pretty Winter,” he said. “And tell me why you’re scared of him.”
“I… I don’t know,” she barely managed, letting out a scream when he spanked her. Her pussy sucked the head of his cock and he stroked her ass. “He’s scary,” she shot out.
“Why?”
“He… he blacked out.”
“When.”
“He tried to… choke me, and Reginald stopped him.”
“Don’t’ move your ass, let me do everything. Why did he try to choke you?”
He very slowly pushed in, spanking her every other second. “Tell me.”
“Oh God,” she gushed, her pussy clamping so fucking hard, sucking him in each time he spanked her. “He… he thought I was bad. He thought… I was dangerous, he wasn’t in his right mind.”
“You keep saying that.” X gave her three consecutive spankings, grunting and hissing at how hard her pussy bit down. He licked his finger and pushed it into her ass, his cock halfway in now. Her cries came non-stop as he worked his finger deep. “You’re fucking ass makes me want to murder.”
“Tell me about the scar,” she gasped. “What is it?”
“I told you to check the hospital records.”
He lit her ass with five spanks and she shoved back onto his cock, burying him inside her.
“I told you not to move.” He raised her legs off the floor and stepped away from the desk with her.
She panicked, trying to grab hold but he continued to walk back. “Executioner!”
“You disobeyed.”
“X, stop!”

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