The Dom Who Said Please by Raven McAllan

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Hi all. It’s so great to be here and talking about my latest Regency from Evernight Publishing, The Dom who said Please.

I love writing Regency because its so interesting to discover what (as far as we know) really went on in those days. What we can discover, then that’s where a good and credible imagination helps. Especially with regards to BDSM.

I just hope I’ve managed to get it all right.

As I’m sure you all know the lovely author Doris O’Connor lost her battle with cancer earlier this year. She was like a sister to me. My husband and I are honorary grandparents to her children, and we spoke every day. Even though we lived at opposite ends of the country we got together regularly.

She always said she loved my Regencies more than anything else so I started writing this for her, when she went into hospital. Sadly she didn’t get to read the end, but I’d told her the plot and she approved.

I hope it works for you as well.

 

Blurb…

Widow Eleanor Charter knows one thing. She does not want to marry again.

Especially not to someone forceful and dominant.

So why is Theo Moncur, the Earl of Glensmoor interested in her?

As far as she is concerned any man who considers himself dominant, whether he is or not, will play no part in her life. She will be in charge of her life.

Dominant Theo doesn’t have marriage on his mind.

Having given his mistress her congé, his growing attraction toward Eleanor makes him wonder if she would fill that place.

He sees something in her, that appeals.

The lady would be a perfect submissive—not that she agrees.

However the more he gets to know her, the more he understands she is the only lady for him.

Now all he has to do is persuade Eleanor to agree.

 

And a wee tease, as we say in Scotland…

 

Glensmoor. The man whose eyes followed her every move. Which, she decided, amused as she made her curtsy, made it seem as if those penetrating orbs had a mind of their own.

Whilst her friends, Clarissa and Mary twittered and uttered what seemed to her to be inane comments guaranteed to make any gentleman’s eyes glaze over and his attention wander, Eleanor studied Theo out of the corner of her eye. A smile played over his lips as he appeared to pay attention to her their chatter. However, she was certain his mind was only partly on their conversation. Which it seemed was true, for during the first lull in the conversation, he glanced from one to the other and smiled in such an oh-so-charming manner, and Eleanor was immediately suspicious.

She was correct to be so. He looked at her and smiled in such a way she heard Mary sigh. With a swift glance to Eleanor that seemed to dare her to defy him, his lordship took her arm and folded it around his before he bowed to her companions. That close, his heat, his scent—male and a hint of port, perhaps—surrounded her and gave her thoughts that were more than likely inappropriate for during a ball.

“Ladies, I have come to steal Lady Eleanor away. My godmother desires to talk to her and I have questions to ask her about a pet. So if you will excuse us?”

 A pet?

Clarissa and Mary blushed and chorused, “Of course, we will see you later, Eleanor.”

Eleanor schooled her features into a pleasant expression. She was too much of a lady to beg them to stay. Nevertheless, as soon she and Theo moved away, she tugged to disengage her arm. He chose not to let her.

“Enough, it stays.”

Oh lord, that tone of voice. It was firm enough to make her quiver. It was either time for an undignified tussle or a reluctant acceptance. Eleanor chose the latter, though she was certain her carriage must ooze disapproval. She hoped so, at any rate. Dratted man.

Theo’s eyes glinted in the candlelight. His expression was one of amusement. At least it wasn’t smug. If it had been, Eleanor understood herself well enough to realize there would have been a spectacle for those present to dine out for the rest of the season and beyond. Few knew that once her temper was roused, she had no control over it, and the resultant furor could be catastrophic in her present surroundings.

“I’m glad you’ve accepted it is not sensible to try and pull away,” Theo said in a voice that made her nipples harden and her juices gather in a manner she had never known before, not even when she pleasured herself.

That was so unexpected, she tripped over the hem of her gown and was glad of his grip.

“Careful. You would hurt yourself if you continued pulling your arm away,” Theo added in a voice she had never heard before. “Even before you almost tripped. I wonder why that was? Do I excite you, pet? Your scent makes me think I do. I wonder what it is that makes you feel so? Shall we find out?”

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Happy reading,

Love Raven

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Hypnotizing Beat by Katherine McIntyre

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Blurb:

Danica Maslanka is a survivalist at heart, and after the way she screwed over the guys of Discord’s Desire in their time of need, Trevor Arceneaux wants nothing to do with her. Except when their tour brings them to Sin City and they run into Danica once more, he can’t get the leannan sidhe off his mind.

She’s in dire straits, hunted by the same man who enslaved Trevor for most of his life. He doesn’t trust her for a heartbeat, but he also can’t turn away someone in such a similar circumstance as his own. As their path leads them closer to a confrontation against his former owner, Trevor’s loathing for Danica strips away until he finds himself falling for the tough, independent woman. Danica betrayed them once, but as something real blossoms between them, if she backstabs them this time, his trust will be shattered for good.

 

Excerpt:

 

The moment he turned the corner, Trevor froze.

She sat at the bar wielding an appletini like a weapon, and the trim black dress she wore clung to her lithe form like it’d been painted on. The neon blue scarf around her neck and matching heels fit her style to a T, accenting glossy chestnut locks pulled into a chignon and sharp, inquisitive eyes that sliced like a knife. The leannan sidhe’s pointed ears and elfin features were the only tip offs of her fae heritage, since she could blend even without the glamour veil that kept humans unaware of their kind.

The sight of Danica Maslanka delivered a one-two punch to the stomach, the reminder of the smoking ruin way things left off between them.

Trevor lifted the gin and tonic as he approached. “So, let me guess, poisoned?”

Her plum lips quirked in a pert grin. When they’d first met, he’d found her stunning, but nothing painted someone in shades of ugly like betrayal. “Like I’d be so classless to offer a poisoned drink. I was looking for a way to chat one-on-one, and I figured if I sent an email, you’d ignore it.”

“You’d be right.” Trevor took a seat beside her. He did trust that she hadn’t poisoned the drink—the woman wasn’t a killer, she just possessed no ounce of moral fortitude. Like he should’ve expected more from one of his kind. When Ky’s brother Larsen Blackmore targeted the band, sending mercenaries after them six months ago, Danica had showed up with a similar vendetta and they’d joined forces.

Until Ky got kidnapped and Danica ditched. She had Larsen in her sights and nailing him to a cross meant more than saving their lead singer. The last time they heard from her, she hung up on Liz while Ky was the worst sort of screwed. Trevor’s blood heated all over again, and he took a sip of the gin and tonic to cool his nerves.

He met her eyes, not betraying an ounce of the bitterness. “What’s so important you needed to stalk me all the way to Vegas. Not a close drive from San Fran.”

Danica glanced away, her gaze flickering to the columns behind the bar. “San Francisco and I are on the outs. Besides, my staff has always been urging me to take a vacation, so I figured now would be a fantastic time.”

Bull. Shit.

“Wouldn’t Los Angeles be better real estate for your talents?” Trevor asked. If she wanted to play around, he’d indulge. After all, whatever reason brought her to him couldn’t have been a good one. “There’s more glitz than talent around here.” A leannan sidhe like her fed from artists in the same way Ky and Renn siphoned energy from sex and passion. He just leeched off of the crowds’ energy, so playing shows offered the perfect medium.

“And miss out on the chance to grab a drink with legendary guitarist Trevor Arceneaux? Never.” She placed a hand to her chest in mock surprise, the sarcasm fluid as a stream mid-storm. He had to give her credit for thoroughness—he kept his last name off the internet, so she must’ve gone an alternate route to obtain the information.

Trevor took a sip from his drink, the coolness gliding down his throat like relief. Not like he’d reached some state of calm. If anything, Danica’s presence hotwired his emergency alarms to constant alert. The woman didn’t act without motivation and ultimately placed her agenda above all else.

“How’s your sister doing?” he asked. Two could tango along the knife’s edge.

Danica’s gaze sharpened, if possible. The heartless woman had her weaknesses, no matter how she tried to downplay or hide them. After all—she had never been the one with a personal vendetta against Larsen. Everything she’d done was for the sake of her sister.

“She’d be better if she could get a seat at one of your shows,” Danica responded, trilling sweet as a sparrow. “A little birdie told me your show at the Joint tomorrow night is already sold out. When did you boys go from garage band blues to Rolling Stones?”

Avoidance of the highest order—that had been Danica’s game from the moment they met her. Too bad for her he’d played the game for as long as he could remember. Whatever roundabouts she took, he’d follow, until he managed to suss out her motivations for tracking him here.

“The bar’s set for sleazy in Vegas, and that’s the reputation we’ve cultivated for ourselves.” Trevor took another sip from his drink, the icy gin trickling down his throat. Not like the liquor did anything to sate the thread of exhaustion pulling tighter in him each passing day, ready to snap at any moment.

Danica’s eyes narrowed. She stared past him, and the back of his neck prickled.

“We’re being watched,” she murmured, her lips barely moving. She placed her appletini on the bar.

 

 

Previous books: Captivating Melody (Discord’s Desire #1)

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Cross a satyr, a siren, and an incubus with rock and roll, and you get Discord’s Desire, a band of panty-dropping hellions whose live shows incite orgies. Of course, their booking manager, Liz O’Brien, gets saddled with the monumental task of keeping the boys in line. She’s not your average chick, resistant to glamour of the fae and fame variety, which only makes her more tempting to their lead singer, Kieran Blackmore. With his incubus charms, silken voice, and GQ looks, he could have any girl he wants—except Liz. She doesn’t do serious flings, and she’s determined to keep things professional.

However, when Kieran’s brother sends hitmen after the band, Liz discovers others with her abilities—hunters, who just declared themselves enemies of the fae. Liz leans on Kieran for support, who proves his dedication at every step. Fae mercenaries might attack post-show, but Liz has her Beretta to handle that. What terrifies her more than any monster chasing after them is how she’s falling for Kieran. Her deep feelings trigger every ‘run-away’ sensor in her foster kid handbook, and worse, with war brewing between the hunters and the fae, their love can only end in heartbreak.

Season of Seduction

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Season of Seduction

Limited Edition collection of Holiday romances

Ring in the holidays this year with this collection of steamy to sexy scintillating reads from today’s hottest bestselling authors. Whether you’re looking for a romance by the warm glow of the fireplace or a passionate romp on a bear skin rug, there is something for all readers, for every taste, desire, and whim. Come and join us, won’t you? This is sure to be a Season… of Seduction.

Featured Authors

Storm of Seduction (Gilpin County Search and Rescue) by Nicole Morgan

Will Lori’s plan be the thing that brings her and Kevin together again? Or will the rewards not be worth the risk as their very survival hangs in the balance?

Car Crash Love by Caitlyn Lynch

Could a car crash really be the beginning of Paige’s happily ever after?

Snowed In and Set Up by: Whitley Cox

Six lonely hearts, five days and a whole lotta mistletoe.

Winter’s Reign by Tracy Goodwin

One queen falls, as one queen rises.

Long may she reign …

Delivered through The Storm by Nicole Garcia

One special delivery can change your life forever.

Paper Love by Aubrey Wynne

Can Ben win her love with the help of a stray homing pigeon and an old origami legend?

Out of her Element by Debbie White

Everything happens for a reason…

Finding Love by Krista Ames

Sometimes the best things are found in awkward places…

My Little Secret by Ember Leigh

Just once is never enough.

Slow Hand by Bonnie Edwards

A jilted bride…a sexy sea captain…love at first touch…

Wherever Love Finds You by Laura Haley-McNeil

It’s his game. He makes the rules. Rule number one – only he can break the rules.

Finding Their Future by Sarah Marsh

Sometimes to get to your future, you have to go through the past.

The Beast In A Suit by Elena Kincaid

She’s no damsel. He’s no prince.

A PROMISE OF WINTER by Maia Dylan

A broken promise. A broken heart. Can a helicopter crash mend both?

Accused by Carmen Fox

United by grief. Separated by secrets.

Venetian Holiday by Christine Donovan

Her best friend’s brother. Will they or won’t they?

Christmas at Starlight by Kris Jett

The weather may be cold outside, but things are sizzling indoors.

War Of Hearts by Shelique Lize

The heart wants, what it wants.

The Snow Drift Inn by Michelle Ziegler

Our pasts don’t define us, but they leave scars that can ruin our future.

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Alpha’s Alpha by Elyzabeth M. VaLey

 
Blurb:
Lee
never thought he’d find his mate at a club, but even less so, did he expect him
to be, Alkaline, the leader of the mafia organization known as the Claws. If
the lion shifter were not an alpha, things might be easier, but as it is, his
mate is bent on keeping them apart. Not that it matters to Lee, he’ll hunt him
down and make him his.
Alkaline
doesn’t do sweet. Nor vulnerable. Nor submissive. So when his lion decides that
his soulmate is an alpha puma, he refuses to accept it. After all, whoever
heard of two alphas mating? However, resisting Lee is harder than he ever
imagined.
With
two men battling for dominance, who will end up on top? And will their romance
survive the match?
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Excerpt
 
The
beat of the music made the floor vibrate. The strobe lights flashed, creating a
maddening effect. Lee lifted his arms toward the ceiling, and swayed his hips.
He mouthed the words to the popular song, allowing the rhythm to wash over him
and obliterate any thoughts and worries he still carried from the long day at
work.
The animal within
him stirred. Tossing and turning, it gathered energy from the pulsing tones and
climbed to the surface as if awakening from a long sleep. Lee’s blood pumped
faster. His vision refocused, throwing everything into sharp contrast, from the
shimmering contents of beverages in clear glasses, to the glittery eye makeup
of a random stranger. The club smelled like sweat and alcohol. Bodies pressed
together, swaying, moving. Glass shattered somewhere followed by a chorus of
“Oh!” and loud laughter. All around, people enjoyed a night out, oblivious to
anything more than what lay a few feet from them. Unaware of the hunter in
their midst.
Lee licked his
lips. His cock twitched. It’d been too long since he’d prowled the night for a
bed companion. Focused on his work as manager of the shifter bar Moon Point,
sometimes he forgot to have fun, to give into his baser instincts. Normally,
he’d go home, relieve himself, and fall asleep until the next day. But he was a
puma, a night prowler. And tonight, after he’d closed Moon Point, he knew
driving to the countryside and going for a run wouldn’t be enough. He was
restless, yearning for something more which he could only describe as the need
for company, for the feel of skin against skin, for the gentle caress of caring
hands, if only for a few hours.
It was time to
hunt.
Lee glanced around
and caught the eye of a handsome stud with dark, puppy eyes. He grinned. The
stranger looked away, then back at him, a small smile playing on his lips.
Game on.
Swerving his hips,
Lee started to make his way toward the man and stopped. The hint of a welcoming
scent caressed his senses. A desert breeze mingled with rare wildflowers. A
spark lit up his core, sending a shiver of excitement through him. The top of
his ears tingled. Lee spun. His heart froze, then resurged, pounding
frantically.
Alkaline.
He’d never been
formally introduced to the lion shifter, but he knew him on sight. He had to.
One didn’t manage a bar in one of the seediest neighborhoods of the city
without knowing the local gangs. Besides, Alkaline wasn’t exactly easy to miss.
At six-foot-five, with shoulder-length red-blond hair, a matching beard, and
slightly tanned skin, he stood out wherever he went.
Lee watched him
move. His cock twitched. There was nothing submissive about the male specimen
coming in his direction, parting the crowd like some kind of god. Alkaline exuded
power, force, and unbridled passion.
Their gazes locked
and desire rushed through him. Hell, yes. This was just what he needed. A real
challenge. Lee extended his hand and Alkaline took it. The lion pulled him
close with a firm tug. Hand on his waist, Alkaline guided him to the music.
Lee sucked in his
cheeks to keep from laughing. Hell would freeze over before he was the one
following. He pushed back, forcing Alkaline to release him. Then, rolling
forward, he placed his hands on Alkaline’s hips and took the lead.
The lion snarled.
His amber eyes flashed a warning. Lee didn’t retreat. His cock thickened inside
his jeans, rubbing against the material. Abruptly, Alkaline dipped him slightly
backwards, threaded his fingers in his hair and held, forcing Lee to stare at
him.
His puma growled.
Bursting through his defenses, it forced his vision to change. It turned
sharper, more attuned to the man in front of him, from the tiny wrinkles in the
corner of his eyes, to the small mole above his brow, to the thin coat of sweat
which made his face glisten.
Alkaline glared at
him. Lee’s blood pressure spiked along with his raging libido. He wouldn’t be
the first to drop his gaze. He pursed his mouth. The music changed and someone
slammed into them, breaking the connection.
They both moved at
the same time. Lips clashed. Hungry. Hard. Lee’s fingers threaded into
Alkaline’s long reddish mane and Alkaline rested his hand on the nape of Lee’s
neck, bringing him closer. Their tongues entwined, desperately seeking for
more, until the air ran out of their lungs and they broke apart panting. For a
second, they gauged each other, and Lee wondered if he looked as bewildered and
as consumed by lust as the other man.
Just when he was
about to speak, Alkaline grabbed his hand and placed it over his erection. Lee
groaned.
“I need to have
you, now,” Alkaline said.
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About Elyzabeth M. VaLey

Elyzabeth M. VaLey is a writer of sizzling, sexy
romance who firmly believes in happy ever after.  From paranormal to
contemporary, fantasy, or historical, she enjoys exploring her characters’
darker side and writing stories about tortured heroes, strong heroines, and all
that comes between them and their love.

When she’s not writing, she can be
found walking in the Spanish countryside with her black Lab, exploring castles,
or enjoying some tapas with her friends. 

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Their Starlet

Their Starlet

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Heroes of Olympus Book 5 by April Zyon

 

Brooklyn Anderson is America’s sweetheart and has starred in movie after movie. However, the one thing she craves is love. It seems that every man she slept with broke up with her within two days, having found the one-true-love of his life.

This is only natural, since Brooklyn is the descendant of Aphrodite, Goddess of Love—but she doesn’t know it yet. Now her life is in danger, but her stalkers are acolytes of Hades, whose plans for Brooklyn are nefarious and deadly. She needs more than mortal help.

Antonio Morales and Stefan Patras, along with a couple other teammates, answer the call of the gods to go to Hollywood and protect the newly revealed Descendant of the gods: Brooklyn. When they met the gorgeous woman, both Antonio and Stefan knew that she is it for them, the one that they should bond with.

But can they keep her alive long enough for her to love them? Or will Hades’ acolytes succeed in their plots against her?

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Taming the Alpha by Amara Lebel

Taming the Alpha (Balls & Chains Series #2)

By Amara Lebel

Title: Taming the Alpha

Series: Balls & Chains #2

Genre:  M/M Paranormal BDSM Romance

Words: 53,300 (114 pages)

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Blurb:

Welcome to Balls & Chains, a BDSM Club for gay men. Cross the threshold and see the worlds of humans and shifters collide as these alphas dominate, and betas submit.

Past sins have forced Cadeon Rosseau into isolation, his pack turning against him and casting him out. Self-hatred and mutilation made him the male he is today. An alpha in his own right, he prowls the rooms at Balls & Chains in search of the one who will either save him from himself or break him completely. Jaded and alone, he finds it difficult to pull away from the self-made hell which has become his life, until a new submissive garners his attention…

Curiosity and a need for adventure lured Blake Copeland to the doors of the famous gay BDSM club. He craved distraction from his monotonous life and had been assured that he would find it there. Little did he know exactly how true that statement would be. Not only did Blake find what he was looking for, but he also left with a slightly unhinged mate in tow…

Will these two lone wolves find the strength to battle the obstacles in their path and build a future?

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Adult Excerpt:

“I can live with that. The fact that you’ll try for me, is enough.”

Cade’s chest ached at Blake’s words and the emotion in his pale eyes. If he weren’t careful, this male would be his undoing. It didn’t change the fact that he wanted him, though, and always would. He ached for him. “Blake, I need you.”

“Yes, Mon Liege.” Moving back, Blake remained on his knees, casting his eyes downward as he moved into position. “I am yours to do with as you please.”

“Such words, yet you have no idea what you’re asking for.” Cade stood, moving around his male as his body reacted to Blake’s willing submission. “You’d be nothing but a plaything to me. I would use your body, taking everything from you, and I wouldn’t go easy. I’d push you beyond your limits, force you to do things you normally wouldn’t. And then, when I’d exhausted your body and mind, I’d fuck you until you felt, nor knew, nothing but me. Think you can handle that, loup?”

Blake groaned, squirming where he knelt on the bathroom floor. “Yes, Mon Liege.”

Cade had to bite back the groan threatening to escape him. His male was something else, and he wanted him more than he had anyone else before him. “Bien, go to the playroom and get into position. You know the rules. I’ll be there soon.” Without uttering another word, Cade turned and left the room before he gave into his needs and took Blake on the bathroom floor like the animal he was.

A few minutes later, he was standing by the open door, staring down at his new plaything where he was kneeling on the floor, naked and in position. He was so fucking beautiful, and an eager and obedient submissive. It pleased Cade greatly. He wanted to reach out and touch Blake, to praise him, but now was not the time. He was his Dominant right now, not his mate. So instead, he moved to stand by his head which was currently pressed against the hardwood floor. “You know the rules. Repeat them, word for word, otherwise, we stop here and now.”

“I am unworthy of you, Mon Liege. I shall not look at you, nor will I touch you. I speak only when you give me permission to do so. I shall always refer to you as Mon Liege. And if I disobey, I will be punished.”

Cade smirked, he was so proud of his mate, but he wasn’t about to tell him that. Not yet. Without saying a word, he walked past Blake to retrieve two pairs of cuffs from the cabinet. One leather, and the other steel. “Stand.” As Blake moved to do as he was told, Cade made his way back to his plaything’s side. “Bend over and grasp your ankles.” Cade stood at his back, watching appreciatively as he bent over. His ass was bared and open to him. Temptation.

©Amara Lebel. Luminosity Publishing. 2017.

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Author Bio:

“I am not Perverted. I am a Depraved Sensualist. There is a difference!”

I am an Erotic Romance and ManLove author. A huge fan of all things male; I watch, read and drool over everything to do with them. Yes, I am a little perverted, yet in a good way. I have a vast Yaoi collection, and spend my time fantasizing about steamy scenes of male love, sensual encounters, and so much more.

With a little encouragement I eventually put pen to paper and wrote my first ever MM romance which was published in Sept 2014. Now I take great pride in sharing my erotic stories of forbidden lust and enchanted romance with all of you, my fellow depraved sensualists.

A true Irish lass born and raised I come from a small town in Northern Ireland called Derry, where I now live with my handsome (French) hubby and gorgeous family. I’m a full-time mum of three, and believe me when I say they keep me busy. I spend my days chasing after my lil darlings, my nights lost in Yaoi, and thanks to my amazing husband I spend my weekends writing up a storm.

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RELENTLESS

Raphael & Cyn are BACK!!

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Relentless: A Cyn and Raphael Novella (Vampires in America 11.5)

 

TREACHERY . . . Something the powerful Vampire Lord Raphael has seen far too much of lately.

RAGE . . . An emotion that, left unchecked, can burn like the fires of hell.

REVENGE . . . A dish that philosophers claim is best served cold.

It’s been months since the powerful French vampire Mathilde used Raphael’s arrogance against him and nearly succeeded in taking his life. His fury has grown stronger with every day since, fed by new bloody incursions onto North American soil by the Europeans, while vampire politicking has forced him to wait. But no longer. Someone has attacked his home, killing vampires, threatening Cyn. They’ve taken it one step too far, and Raphael’s tired of waiting. His enemies are about to discover that revenge can taste damn good when it’s hot, too.

Check out D.B Reynolds website for all the buy links : http://www.dbreynolds.com/uncategorized/raphael-cyn-are-back/

Belador Cosaint

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Belador series book 9 by Dianna Love

 

New York Times Bestseller Dianna Love’s latest urban fantasy is a high-action roller coaster ride in the deadly preternatural world of the Beladors and their dragon king.

Cosaint: An ancient rule that may damn the Beladors.

The dragon king loses all patience with the VIPER coalition and declares an ancient rule of cosaint to protect his people, but it may backfire on him. Atlanta’s preternatural underworld is ready to explode just as Vladimir Quinn gets a vital lead on his missing daughter … and so does his enemy. When he faces an unimaginable sacrifice to save his child, the only person who can help him is the one woman he never expected to see again who shows up with her own secret agenda.

Alliances are tested. Secrets are exposed. Battle lines are drawn in blood as Atlanta heats up.

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Gray Wolf Mate

League of Gallize Shifters Series

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New York Times Bestseller Dianna Love has crafted a new paranormal romance series of stand alone stories in a complex world.

GRAY WOLF MATE is book one in this exciting new paranormal series. Shifters came out eight years back and, since then, the world has never been the same for many.

Tess Janver and Cole Cavanaugh fell deeply in love in college … then he disappeared without a word. She feared the worst, or so she’d thought. After seven years, he returns as a beefed up version of his former self. That’s not the only thing different. As someone working in a preternatural criminal investigation unit and the daughter of a senator determined to rid the world of dangerous shifters, Tess is caught between performing her duty to humans, protecting the only family she has left and risking her heart to a man who once destroyed it.

Cole had no choice in becoming a Gallize shifter and now faces a deadline from a fatal mating curse he can’t stop. The only woman he’s ever loved is human and won’t survive bonding with his power He never planned on Tess finding out he was a wolf shifter, but she’s in danger from a rogue pack. He’s not leaving this world until she’s safe … and while he has a chance to redeem himself in her eyes before his time is up.

Check out Dianna Love’s Website for all the buy links: http://authordiannalove.com/books/the-league-of-gallize-shifters/gray-wolf-mate-the-league-of-gallize-shifters-book-1#buy-now

 

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October 24, 2017 – Book Two, Lazarus Rising

Flynn Haddox is a dead man. Literally.

As a highly trained Navy SEAL, Flynn once worked covert missions for the U.S. government, but then his life was stolen away. Killed and placed in the secretive “Lazarus” program, Flynn was brought back from the dead and turned into a super-soldier. Now he has increased strength, enhanced senses, and a few psychic bonuses that he fights hard to keep hidden from the rest of the world. He also has no memory of his past…and a new, twisting darkness seems to be growing inside of Flynn.

 

Cecelia Gregory escaped death once. Can she do it again?

Dr. Cecelia Gregory was supposed to help the Lazarus test subjects. They didn’t have control of their emotions after the experiment, and her job as a psychiatrist was to break through the walls that the men had created. Too late, Cecelia realized that the Lazarus subjects were far more dangerous than she could ever imagine. The men came back from the dead, but some of them came back…wrong. Now one of the subjects has a dark obsession with Cecelia. The man known as Subject Five is hunting her. And he wants her dead.

 

One man wants to kill her, but another just…wants her.

Flynn feels a connection to Cecelia that he can’t deny. Not some sweet, innocent attraction—a consuming lust that makes him crave her all the time. Flynn knows that his feelings aren’t normal, but protecting her is his mission now. The man hunting Cecelia is just like Flynn—all the same enhancements, all the same strengths. And no weaknesses. One big difference, though—Flynn doesn’t plan to lose Cecelia. And he’ll fight his own darkness to prove his worth to her.