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Series: Russian Bratva by Hayley Faiman

Title: Collared by the Badman
Series: Russian Bratva Series 
Author: Hayley Faiman
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 24, 2018
Cover Design: Cassy Roop @ Pink Ink Designs

 

Sergei Orlov has lived a life of dark corruption. Denying himself any bit of normalcy and happiness as a way to protect his family—of blood or Bratva.
He’s seen as a savior to his men, living in darkness behind closed doors.
Raisa was a girl sold into a life of sexual servitude. Memories of her life before—forgotten. She aspires to be cherished by a man who will forever keep her as his own, never to be sold, abused, or traded again.
A favor asked, turns into something else, something unquestionably beautiful. Sergei cannot deny that Raisa stirs something inside of him. Something that he has never felt before.
One fractured savior. One shattered soul. When the two collide, their lives take on new meaning.

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Confess by A. Zavarelli

Title: Confess
Series: Sin City Salvation #1
Author: A. Zavarelli
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: September 25, 2018
Cover Design: Lara at Coverluv

Lucian
A life free from sin.
For seventeen years, I have lived and breathed those words. But there is no balm to the war inside my soul.
Until her.
The mysterious beauty too lethal to taste. She’s a thief, a con, the essence of everything I loathe. Still, she lures me in with her lying eyes.
In the dark of night, she came to confess her sins, and in the light of morning, I plotted to steal her away.
She will be my ruination. My damnation. My biggest regret.
So help me, God.
 
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Gypsy
A word of advice? Don’t show me your vulnerabilities because I will find a way to exploit them. I learned the hard way to take what I want from life with no regrets.
Until him.
He’s one of the most hated men in America. A soulless criminal attorney. A recluse. And as of five minutes ago, my new husband.
He wants to keep my secrets and collect my tears, but he should know that a wild animal can’t be domesticated.
I don’t know how to love men. I only know how to leave them.
With everything I want. 
 

I walked into my office and found the tall, leggy brunette waiting for me. She wasn’t the only one either. Beside her, Ace played around on his phone while Birdie flipped through a magazine.

I wasn’t surprised to see her this soon. In all honesty, I’d expected her to show up at my door last night, demanding to have Ace removed from her presence. But it appeared as though they survived the night, just barely.
 
“May I have a word with you?” Gypsy asked.
 
“You may,” I told her as I checked my watch. “In thirty minutes. When my lunch is finished.”
 
Her eyes narrowed, and she planted her hands on her hips as she stood. “You must be joking.”
 
“I don’t joke,” I responded flatly.
 
She stalked forward, stopping only when she’d breached the narrow distance that few people ever dared to try with me. She was reverting to her baser skills of seduction, but I doubted she even realized it. The instinct came naturally to her, often rewarding her with whatever she wanted, and admittedly, it might have worked on me too once.
 
She smelled of coconut oil and sunshine, and it encouraged a vivid image of her lying out on the beach. I could almost bet that if I were to touch her skin, it would be warm too. So warm that it would be easy to get lost in. She probably counted on it, but I was prepared to let Gypsy know from the start how this game would be played. There were only one set of rules, and they were mine.
 
“Do you want me to throw a fit?” she threatened as her eyes darted around my office. “Because I will.”
 
Now that was funny. My lips tilted despite my resolve to remain dry as toast.
 
“Do you think it would be the first time someone threw a fit in here?” I asked her. “I’m sorry to tell you sweetheart, but it wouldn’t.”
 
“It would probably be the first time someone accused you of holding them hostage in front of your employees.”
 
I turned and gestured for her to go ahead.
 
“Be my guest.”
 
Her lips tightened, and she clamped down on her jaw. After watching her for so long, these unintelligent threats from her were a disappointment. Of course, she wouldn’t make a scene because she had more to lose than I did.
 
“Thirty minutes,” I repeated. “I’ll have my secretary call for you when I’m finished.” 
 

 

I walked into my office and shut the door behind me.
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Her tales have been known to flirt with darkness and sometimes court it unabashedly altogether. Revenge themes and tortured souls are her favorites to write and this gives her an excuse to watch bizarre and twisted documentaries in her spare time.
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Foundations by Leigh Lennon

 

 

Title: Foundations
Series: The Power of Three Love #1
Author: Leigh Lennon
Genre: MMF
Cover Design: Najla Qamber
Release Date: September 12, 2018

 

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Elliot
My career took focus in my life while trying to make a name
for myself in a male dominated field. I kept my gender under wraps until I was able to let my expertise speak for itself. But I was knocked off my axis when I ran into Arden, the man I had compared all men to since our one night together. Now he was taken—by another man—a very dominant man.
Arden
The love I had for my man ran deep. But I’d never forgotten
her. From the very beginning, Daimen and I agreed to our non-traditional life—two men loving one another until we found that woman we could claim as ours. Now, she was standing in front of me, unaware she was a marked woman.
Daimen
I had loved my best friend from an early age. The day Arden
submitted to me, was a dream come true. That was until a sexy and sassy blonde entered our life and turned it upside down. I see something in her that scared me. But I would make her mine, mine and Arden’s. Claiming hatred would follow us everywhere, Elliot fought us at every turn.
Will the three of us create our own unconventional happily
ever after or will she leave us heartbroken? 

 

 

 

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(Elliot’s POV)
My phone had not stopped buzzing all night long. With my
Shiraz as my only company, the beautiful voice of Norah Jones as my backdrop, and the memories of Daimen and Arden together in their office, I stared aimlessly at the same scuff mark on my wall. Hell, shit and about a dozen other curse words flitted through my mind at Daimen taking Arden over his desk. Yep, of course, Daimen would top Arden. That was not surprising nor was how my body reacted to them. Two hot men together. Forget Pornhub, I’d just replay them in my mind forever. 
When the ring tone assigned to Andrew started to chime, I
reached for my cell. Freaking hell, I had twenty missed calls from Arden and Daimen.
“Ell, you okay?” No hellos or formalities, Andrew worked on
facts, and in his tone, that was what he was after.
“Hell, I’m not even sure how to answer you but you were
right—Arden told me tonight that they are looking to add a woman to their committed relationship.” I waited for some sort of reaction from my best friend, but I got none, at all. “I shouldn’t be blindsided especially after I walked in on them fucking like rabbits in the office. But I am. I thought I’d dodged this bullet. But then, he told me they wanted me. Shit, Andrew. Can you
believe this?”
Andrew had not made a peep or sound at my revelation.
Looking at the phone to make sure we were still connected, I finally heard him.
“First, fuck, was it hot, them fucking like that?” 
“Shit Andrew, you’re not helping,” I screamed in the phone,
and though I wouldn’t admit it to my best friend, it was hotter than hell. 
Author Bio

 

Leigh Lennon is mother, veteran and a wife of a cancer survivor. Originally with a degree in education, she started writing as an outlet that has led to a deep passion. She lugs her computer with her as she crafts her next story. Her imaginary friends become real on her pages as she creates a world for them. She loves pretty nails, spikey hair and large earrings. Leigh can be found drinking coffee or wine, depending on the time of the day.
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Series: Linear Tactical by Janie Crouch Includes- Cyclone, Eagle, and Shamrock

 

Title: Cyclone
Series: Linear Tactical Series #1
Author: Janie Crouch
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Design
Release Date: September 25, 2018

 

Blurb

 

He’d protect her from any threat…

But what if the biggest threat is him?

Doctor Anne Nichols is back in Oak Creek, Wyoming, only because she has no other options. Here, she was always the shy, stuttering girl, invisible to everyone. 
Except Zac Mackay. The very reason she left in the first place.
Zac’s years in Special Forces taught him survival skills, and he’s created a company—Linear Tactical—to teach those skills to others, so they never have to live in fear.
Then why is Annie, the last person he’d ever want to hurt, afraid
of him
Zac’s determined to wipe the fear from the eyes of the woman who has never been far from his mind. And fix the mistakes—his mistakes—that put that look there in the first place. 
But a predator has set his sights on Annie. And now survival
skills
 will become much more than lessons…

 

 

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Title: Eagle
Series: Linear Tactical Series #2
Author: Janie Crouch
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Design
Release Date: October 30, 2018

 

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He’s fighting for what’s right…
She’s fighting just to survive…


When former Special Forces soldier Finn Bollinger is asked to help with a deadly government mission, he’s up for the
task. His job teaching survival skills to civilians at Linear Tactical keeps him sharp, and he can still handle himself in the field.

But the Army damn well didn’t teach Finn how to handle Charlotte Devereux. She’s back and she’s all sorts of bad news.
Charlotte can’t change the past. Can’t change the choices she made or the fact that they cost her everything. All she can do is endure the fallout. Even if that means putting her future in the hands of Finn, the man who has every right to want to destroy her.
And can in so many more ways than he thinks.
When the undercover mission goes impossibly wrong, they’ll all have to depend on Charlotte’s strength in order to survive. But everyone has a breaking point…

 

 

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Title: Shamrock
Series: Linear Tactical Series #3
Author: Janie Crouch
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Design
Release Date: December 4, 2018
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Every mission has a price.

He never meant for her to pay it.
Aiden Teague had never left a fallen comrade behind, not during his years in the Special Forces nor afterwards as part of Linear Tactical. But he’s forced to do so in an undercover mission gone wrong, leaving a woman trapped in a human trafficking ring. 
Violet Collingwood learned in the most brutal way possible that no one is promised a happy ending.
She knows Aiden blames himself, at least in part, for what happened to her at the hands of the traffickers, but she refuses to let her abduction define the rest of her life.
She won’t be a victim again.  And she’s going after what she wants: Aiden.
Watching Violet transform herself into a fierce warrior is the sexiest thing Aiden has ever seen. The honorable plan would be to stay away from her—let her heal and grow without the shadow of his mistakes clouding her progress—even though every instinct tells him to claim her for his own. 
But when they discover the danger they thought they’d left behind is closer than ever, they’ll have to confront their fears and fight side-by-side in order to survive.

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USA TODAY bestselling author Janie Crouch writes what she loves to read: passionate romantic suspense.  She is a winner and/or finalist of multiple romance literary awards including the Golden Quill Award for Best Romantic Suspense, the National Reader’s Choice Award, and the RITA© Award by the Romance Writers of America.
Janie recently relocated with her husband and their four teenagers to Germany (due to her husband’s job as support for the U.S. Military), after living in Virginia for nearly 20 years. When she’s not listening to the voices in her head—and even
when she is—she enjoys engaging in all sorts of crazy adventures (200-mile relay races; Ironman Triathlons, treks to Mt. Everest Base Camp) traveling, and movies of all kinds. 

 

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Prophet by S.M. West

 

Title: Prophet
Author: S.M. West
Genre: Enemies-to-lovers Romance
Cover Design: RBA
Photo: Eric Battershell
Model: Johnny Kane
Release Date: September 14, 2018
Blurb
Money is my mistress.
Solving problems, my trade.
Until the tables
turn, and trouble finds me.
Now on the run, I need a plan.
But not before I’m blindsided by a pain-in-the-ass stranger.
Maggie.
Curves, startling blue eyes, and she hates me.
I don’t trust her and
with good reason.
My plan is simple: use her.
Then I kiss her. Touch her.
Crave her.
She was my way out,
now she’s my downfall.
Prophet is
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With less than three feet to the elevator, the doors roll open. Relief floods my veins,
cooling my hot, churning insides, but the feeling withers when long legs, curves, and tumbling raven locks consume my vision.
Maggie.
My insides are atomic, hot and fracturing into a million shards of emotion.
Anger slices my gut like a blade. This woman keeps popping up at the most inconvenient times.
Confusion.
With her long cornflower-blue dress and leather jacket, hands laden with grocery bags, she is so out of place amidst the chaos.
Unease. I want her gone with a blink of an eye. Guys with guns are breathing down my back, and she’s now in the line of fire.
Resentment.
What if she isn’t in harm’s way but also here for me? There’s no evidence to suggest she’s carrying out orders, but it would be a mistake to dismiss the idea.
My competing thoughts only make it harder to concentrate. I’ve got bigger problems with Drago’s men gaining on me.
I dive for the elevator, shielding her and we crash to the floor. I may not trust her, but I won’t have her blood on my hands. And if she’s here for me too, then I’ll deal with her.
“Get off me!” She pushes at my chest, oblivious to the danger.
I jump to standing and press my finger on the close button. Two Russian behemoths run our way, surprisingly fast for their size.
“Oh my God!” Her eyes widen at the guns aimed at us. “Shut the door!”
“What the fuck do you think I’m doing?”
My finger threatens to snap at the pressure I have on the button, and I prepare to fight
if they get in the elevator.
The big guy on the left pulls the trigger and the bullet hits the wall. Her scream pierces the confined space and she wedges herself into the corner of the tin can.
Terrified eyes bore into me as if I’m shooting at her and the elevator doors slide closed, separating us from the men.
I sink to the floor and rest my head on the wall for a beat or two, struggling to gain composure. It’s short-lived with the heat of her savage glare burning my skin.
She slides her back up the wall, using it for support. “What the hell is going on? Why are they shooting at me?”
Her frenetic tone pinches at whatever is left of my patience, and I mash my lips together to keep from losing it. I could have left her in the hall with those assholes. They wouldn’t have thought twice about killing her.
Fruit—oranges,
lemons, avocados and bananas—litters the floor along with fresh meat, a box of
Oreos, and other groceries.
Needing a moment of peace, I close my eyes, licking my dry lips. It’s a mistake. She lunges for me, feral and violent, shoving at my chest. Her eyes are glassy with unshed tears, her long hair wild and cheeks flaming.
“Answer me, dammit!” She beats on me; her blows hurt, but not nearly as much as a bullet would. “How the hell are we going to get out of here alive?”

 

 

 

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S.M. West writes contemporary romance, romantic suspense, erotica and whatever her heart desires. She spends most of her time juggling a day job, being a mom, wife, and writing. She’s a self-professed junkie of many things, including a voracious
fan of music, a born wanderer, a wine aficionado and chocolate connoisseur.

 

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The Glue by K.Webster

The Glue

by K Webster

Publication Date: September 5, 2018

Genres: Taboo Treat

I’m a fixer. A lover. Always searching for the right fit.

And I come up empty every time.

My desires are unusual.

I don’t feel whole until I’m in the middle, holding it all together.

Which makes having a romantic relationship really difficult.

Until them.

Two people. An unraveling marriage. Love on the rocks.

And they want me.

To put them back together again.

Problem is, once they’re fixed, where does that leave me?

I sure as hell hope I stick like glue.

***This story is MMF.***

About K. Webster

K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.

Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.

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Beast by SC Daiko

 

Title: BEAST
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mafia Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 20th, 2018
Cover Designer, Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs

Photographer: WanderBookClub 

 
 
 

 

 
 
 
I’ve been sold by my own father to a beast. 
 
Gleb Sokolov is the definition of a savage.  
He’s an animal in bed and everywhere else.  
A notorious Russian mobster, badass personified. 
 
And my father just sold me to him, to pay off a debt. 
 
But there’s something Gleb doesn’t know… we have a son, 
and I’ll do anything to keep him from finding out.  
 
Eva Petrenko. 
Sassy, secretive, trouble with a capital T. 
She drives me fucking insane. 
Except, when her father offers her to me, I find I can’t resist. 
She belongs with me, even if she refuses to believe it. 
Eva hates me, but I’ll go to the ends of the earth to protect her. 
Problem is, Eva’s father isn’t the only one with debts… 
and mine are the kind I’ll need to pay with my own blood. 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 
 
 
Without warning, my head starts to spin. Shit, I shouldn’t have drunk that cocktail so fast. I can’t see any signs indicating the bathroom. Maybe I can escape for a few minutes behind one of these doors? I’m not that desperate to pee, just need somewhere peaceful to sit and wait for my brain to clear.  
I step into an office unlike any I’ve been in before. Ritzy, with an executive desk in the center that’s the size of my bed at home. My eyes are immediately drawn to a stack of banknotes on top of the shiny surface. I tiptoe across the room.  
Wow, it’s a pile of one-hundred-dollar bills. 
I pick one up to examine it. 
Surely these can’t be real? 
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” a baritone voice booms. 
The air around me compresses, and I spin around. 
A man in a tux is standing in the doorway, piercing blue eyes glowering at me. He’s so big his shoulders nearly meet the doorjambs.  
And he’s drawn a fucking gun on me! 
“I was looking for the bathroom.” I drop the money back onto the table, my heartbeat thudding in my ears. 
Blue Eyes paces up to me, holsters his firearm and grabs my wrist. “Who sent you to snoop?” His English is good, but I detect a familiar intonation. “Was it Vadim Rayt?” he adds. 
“No one sent me,” I blurt out in Russian. “I’m telling the truth.” 
I try to squirm out of Blue Eyes’ hold, but he pulls me against his rock-hard chest, towering above me and invading my senses with his spicy sandalwood cologne. 
“Let me go.” I struggle and aim a kick at his shin. 
His laugh is scornful. “Not before you give me a better explanation.” 
I bite my bottom lip, trying to come up with something. “I just needed some time out.” 
“Time out? You’ve got to be kidding. The only women who come in here on their own are hookers. High-class hookers who bribe the doorman.” His gaze roves over my body. “Either you’re a whore or a spy. Which one is it?” 
An idea occurs to me. How I can get out of this situation. “I’m a hooker,” my voice purrs. 
I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. I’ve never been so blatant… like ever. But desperate times call for desperate measures. Once I’ve gotten his pants down around his legs I’ll make a run for it. I reach for his belt buckle with my free hand. 
With a groan he lets go my wrist and pushes me to my knees. “You better be good.” 
I’ve never given a blow-job in my life. It wasn’t something I felt I could offer my ex, the only boyfriend I’ve ever had. 
But I’m not gonna suck Blue Eyes off, am I? 
This is only a means to an end. 
I pull down his suit pants, and he releases his monster cock himself. Oh. My. God. There’s a ring-style piercing at the tip. Is that what they call a Prince Albert? I stare at it, fascinated. 
“Like what you see, Kotenok?”  
Somehow, I don’t mind being called kitten by him. 
Mistake, Eva.  
Big mistake. 
Focus on the task at hand… You need to get out of here. 
I jump to my feet and prepare to run.  
But he grabs me by the hair, yanking me against him. “Oh, yes, you are good, little slut. But not as good as you think you are. Time you learned a lesson.” 
He steps out of his pants and drags me over to his executive chair.  
“What are you doing?” I yelp. 
“Punishing you for attempting a fast one. I’m going to spank your ass.” 
“And then you’ll let me go.” It’s more a statement than a question. 
“One step at a time, Kitten. First, I will punish you… then we negotiate.” 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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