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RELEASE BOOST – All He Wants for Christmas Boxset (11 Holiday Shifter PNR Romances)

11 Holiday Shifter PNR Romances
New & Exclusive Stories

 

All He Wants for Christmas Box Set

 

Publish Date: November 1, 2017

 

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Contributing Authors:
Emma Alisyn, Cecilia Lane, Ariel Marie, Shelique Lize, Ever Coming, Dottie Wilson, Anna Morgan, Paulina Woods, Starla Night, AR DeClerck, Angelique Armae
 
 
ALL HE WANTS FOR CHRISTMAS, a limited edition paranormal holiday bundle brings you a selection of new and exclusive stories guaranteed to make you blush every time you hear the words Happy Holidays.
 

A polar bear alpha falls in love with the dark unicorn sorceress he thought he killed in battle twenty years ago. A tiger shifter learns of the surprise he left behind with a curvy waitress…his fated mate. A dragoness fakes a mating with a bad boy to escape an arranged marriage, and discovers true love. These stories and many more are inside this steamy hot compilation.

 

Werewolves and bear shifters, Jack Frost (like you’ve never read him before) and fiery dragons, we have something for everyone. Each story is a must read fantasy action adventure, certain to keep you up long past your bedtime.

 

Ready to dive into 11 curated paranormal holiday novels and novellas? Download now because you deserve a bit of me time.

 

Don’t wait, this box set will only be here for a short time and then it is gone forever.

 

 

Purchase Links:
Amazon: US : AU : CA : UK

Polar Enemies by Emma Alisyn

 

Blurb:

 

He went mad with grief and murdered his mate. Only she didn’t die, and the dark unicorn sorceress Elsaday has finally returned. Will she wreak vengeance on his clan down to the last cub, or will the Solstice moon bring peace and healing?

 

Excerpt:

 

“You don’t know me. You don’t know anything about me.” She hated that at this moment he was physically stronger than her. That she felt fragile. That she wanted to lean on his chest and let him comfort her.
Theon’s arms tightened. “That’s where you’re wrong, beauty. I know you. I killed you. And, now you’re back from the dead, and all I can think about is tasting your lips.”
“Don’t,” she whispered. “It’s easier if we’re enemies. Don’t make me fall in love with you when we hate each other.”
His lips curved, but there was no humor in his winter eyes. “Too late. For both of us.”
The kiss reawakened her heart, and then shattered it into pieces.

 

About the Author:

 

Emma Alisyn writes paranormal romance because being a SAHM isn’t like how it is on television. Her lions, tigers, and bears will most interest readers who like their alphas strong, protective and smokin’ hot; their heroines feisty, brainy and bootylicious; and their stories with lots of chemistry, tension and plenty of tender moments.

 

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Her Christmas Wolf by Cecilia Lane

 

Blurb:

 

Wolf shifter Tommy Conri has been burned by love, but one woman has his inner wolf sitting up and taking notice every time her brown curls bounce past his window. Can foxy Faith’s dreams of sleigh rides and mistletoe kisses mend the wolf shifter’s heart?

 

Excerpt:

 

He approached slowly, almost as if afraid she’d dart away, and stroked fingers across her cheek. Then that smirk returned and he pulled something from behind his back. He dangled the mistletoe above her head. “This is what you do, isn’t it?”
Yes, Faith wanted to scream. She stared wide eyes at the bit of greenery and then dug deep for courage.
He wanted to play? She could tease, too.
She planted her hands on his chest and stood on tiptoe. A tiny press of her lips to his was all she gave.
Only, Tommy didn’t want to play games.

 

About the Author:

 

Cecilia Lane grew up in a what most call paradise, but she insists is humid hell. She escaped the heat with weekly journeys to the library, where she learned the basics of slaying dragons, magical abilities, and grand adventures.

 

When it became apparent she wouldn’t be able to travel the high seas with princes or party with rock star vampires, Cecilia hunkered down to create her own worlds filled with sexy people in complicated situations. She now writes with the support of her own sexy man and many interruptions from her goofy dog.

 

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A Tiger’s Gift by Ariel Marie

 

Blurb:

 

Dixon Blackburn had almost let his mate slip through his fingers. Upon his return, he discovered that he had left more behind than just his mate.

 

Excerpt:

 

Deja crept back to her bed as slow as she could. She sent up a prayer that she could make it to the plush mattress, where she could potentially get at least one more hour of sleep. Her eyes were heavy and begged to shut. She took another step and reached her hand out.

 

Almost there.

 

The wood floor was usually unforgiving, but tonight, the big guy upstairs was looking out for her. She leapt and landed softly on the bed, then quickly crawled underneath her comforter as she tried to hide from the chilled air. She held her breath and peeked from beneath her cover and stared out across her small bedroom.

 

Quiet.

 

She sighed as she rolled over onto her side, and tucked her pillow beneath her head.

 

“Thank goodness,” she whispered.

 

Her three-month-old son, Augie, was still asleep. August Dixon Scarlett was her pride and joy. Right now, the little stinker had yet to master the art of sleeping through the night.
If she weren’t so tired she would laugh at herself. Life as a single mother to a three-month-old was certainly not glamorous, but she wouldn’t trade it for all the money in the world.

But she knew that one day it would come. She just had to hold out and continue working with him to finally get her much-needed, sleep-filled nights.

 

She peeked over at the small crib again and took in his still form. He was her angel, her everything.

 

She wished she didn’t have to do the single mom thing, but it was what it was. There was no way that she could contact his father and tell him that he had left her a little present.

 

She sighed.

 

His father.

 

There wasn’t a day that went by that she didn’t think of Dixon. He was her tall, dark, and handsome that she had met a year ago while working as a waitress at the Ski Bar and Grille. The minute their eyes had met, her body reacted to his like no other man before. He and his friends had kept her laughing all night while she served them, but it was him that she had eyes for, and he for her.

 

Dixon, as all other patrons of the Ski Bar and Grille, had come to Breckenridge for the fun, snow, and skiing. He had come into the bar a total of three times, always requesting to be seated in her section. By the last time, he had won her over with his intense amber eyes. Just remembering his heated look had her squeezing her legs shut.

 

How could a memory of a single look make her want him all over again?

 

About the Author:

 

Ariel Marie is an author who loves the paranormal, action and hot steamy romance. She combines all three in each and every one of her stories. For as long as she can remember, she has loved vampires, shifters and every creature you can think of. This even rolls over into her favorite movies! She loves a good action packed thriller! Throw a touch of the supernatural world in it and she’s hooked!

 

She grew up in Cleveland, Ohio where she currently resides with her husband and three beautiful children.

 

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Demon Beauty by Shelique Lize

 

Blurb:

 

As a bastard, Kyra has spent her entire immortal life hiding from the powerful Demon lord her mother betrayed. When she stumbles upon Marek, a Wyvern shifter being attacked by a pack of demons. Can Kyra and Marek put aside their differences, to survive the demons now hunting them both?

 

About the Author:

 

Shelique Lize is a mother of two beautiful baby girls, and a wife to the luckiest man on the planet. It took her five years to write Velicious, but once her first daughter was born, she decided to revisit the world that she had created. Falling in love with her characters all over again, she wanted to finish their story. Velicious Part Two was written in half the time.

 

Shelique loves anything to do with the paranormal world. She’s a proud Canadian but dislikes winter. She prefers watching the snow falling beautifully from inside a warm home.

 

The movie Grease is her all time favorite movie. She loves all romance movies. She thinks everyone should still watch Disney movies. Sailor Moon is her favorite anime. Currently, she likes to listen to The Weekend and Lana Del Rey, and she’s pretty open to every other genre of music.

 

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A Very Beary Christmas by Ever Coming & Lila Gray

 

Blurb:

 

Down in Shotgun Row, far away from Mardi Gras and the French Quarter, a crew of mismatched beasts clash and mangle mingle with their beasts and each other. None of them have found a mate. Their beasts are too fierce. Their manners too gnarly. Their reputations, vengeful and swift. Then Tansy moves into town, taking over her grandmother’s bakery, Etienne knows something is unique about her. One of the motley crew from the infamous Shotgun Row might have just found their his mate.

 

Excerpt:

 

I winked at her. “I know, darlin’. I’m doing okay, okay enough to help out someone I care about.”
She sprang to the defense. “I’ll pay you back. This is just a loan. With interest.”
Rolling my eyes, I answered, “You will not. But that was a good try. Go get your son and hurry it up. We’re losing daylight.”
“Oh—okay.” She grabbed her tattered purse and went outside, but of course, not past the back yard. While I sprinted back to my house and started up my truck, I couldn’t help but smile. She was back in my life again—returned like a hurricane to pick up their next victim and I was happy to be caught up in her storm.
I had a chance for her to be mine again. She’d always been mine in my heart and this time I wouldn’t be losing her to anyone.

 

About the Authors Ever & Lila:

 

Ever coming and Lila Grey have been friends for years and often spend hours discussing  all things shifters. They have recently began writing as a team, their first series, The Shifters of Shotgun Row which features, among other things, smexy gators.  To follow the duos crazy foray into the bayou, please follow them at Www.shotgunrowshifters.com and sign up for their newsletter here: http://eepurl.com/c89ub9.             

 

School of Ice & Whispers by Jacqueline Sweet & Devon March

 

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Dragon Solstice by Anna Morgan

 

Blurb:

 

Desrea wants to find her true dragon mate, but her mother thrusts her into an arranged marriage with an older man she’s never met. No offense to Lorren, but Desrea wasn’t built to sit at home while a man provides. To escape the contract, she fakes a mating with bad boy Ryker. However, the powyr of the Solstice has other plans. Desrea’s mate might be Lorren, or it could be Ryker, because there’s no way she’s fated to love both.

 

A Genie’s Sacrifice by Paulina Woods

 

Blurb:

 

Being a giver in the genie world is not as glamorous as humans think. For the length of the sentence, their life is not their own. When Persha is gifted to a polar bear shifter named Brandon, she prays that she will be able to guard her heart. But when they find themselves bouncing between worlds, the spark turns into a flame and it will take a sacrifice for them to find happiness.

 

About the Author:

 

Some people write because they love it, others because it pays the bills but for Paulina it’s a compulsion. Even before she published her first book she carried around notebooks to write in and could be found lost in thought as she scribbled away. From funny to dark, her thoughts flowed from her fingertips like water from an undying well. When she finally decided to publish it felt natural. This was what all her writing had been about over the years.
Her world may be a little dark and scary. Sometimes it may seem like she has fallen deep into a pool of despair but each character, each moment has been predestined from the beginning of time.

 

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Her Perfect Christmas Dragon by Starla Night

 

Blurb:

 

Can this sweet, curvy pet groomer teach a gorgeous, implacable dragon shifter alien the true meaning of Christmas, or are they both about to get burned?

 

Excerpt:

 

Peridot shortened the distance, keeping the delectable, sugar-and-cinnamon-scented female at arm’s length. Close enough to rescue from another tumble. Far enough away to keep his unwelcome, nearly unmanageable desires in check.
Karmel hummed along with the holiday music as she wove between shoppers, her curves swinging as she walked. The tag on her threadbare dress curled up above the hem, tickling the back of her neck.
It took all of his will not to reach over and tuck it in.
Because if he did, he might not be able to stop himself from caressing her slender neck. And then tasting her delicate skin.
With his teeth.

 

About the Author:

 

Starla Night was born on a hot July at midnight. She hikes, scuba dives, and swims naked in the ocean. She writes about smoking-hot dragon-shifter billionaires and steamy alpha merman-shifters at http://starlanight.com/

 

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The Naughty List by AR DeClerck

 

Blurb:

 

Christmas was never kind to Merry. Her best friend had disappeared one cold winter’s night, and she had lived her life in solitude ever since. But a chance encounter with a jolly neighbor leaves her with a very surprising gift under the Christmas tree.

 

Excerpt:

 

“So you left to find your parents?”
“No. I left because Krampus recruited me.”
She moved away from him to the other end of the couch. “Excuse me?”
He turned to her, his face hard but his eyes beseeching her to believe him. “Krampus recruited me.”
“To do what, exactly?” Her voice was shrill with barely controlled hysteria. The man she’d yearned for these last ten years was certifiably out of his mind.
“To take care of the Naughty List.”

 

About the Author:

 

Wife. Mother. USA Today Bestselling Adventure Romance Novelist. Food assassin. Reading ninja. Self-proclaimed nerd. All-around goofball.
AR DeClerck spends her days wrangling a job, family and pets and she spends her nights writing romance novels from the comfort of her couch. She believes that LOVE is the greatest adventure of all, and she never wants her readers to forget the feeling of falling in love.

 

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A Touch of Tinsel by Angelique Armae

 

Blurb:

 

When she flees a brutal relationship with an evil Fae prince, Irish witch Sloane McKinley falls into the arms of vampire selkie king Roane CuMara. But can she truly escape when the Fae prince threatens to destroy Sloane’s family if she doesn’t turn over Roane’s selkie pelt by Christmas Eve?

Excerpt:
 

There were two things alchemist Sloane McKinley knew never to do.
One—never misjudge a dark Fae. Those enticing creatures were nothing but empty souls behind their cunning masks. To destroy your magick, they’ll prey on your soul, pull you so far down the abyss, you’ll end up needing to be spoon fed.
Two—never engage a vampire selkie in hopes of earning his aid against said Fae. That mistake will only land you in the fangbearer’s bed—naked—your desires too stoked to be doused by anything less than complete submission to the beast.
Tonight she broke both rules.

 

About the Author:

 

National best-selling author Angelique Armae / J. C. Makk is a native New Yorker who loves all things royal, can trace her Irish roots back to the Scottish Highlands, is half Italian, and is owned by a long-haired Tuxedo feline. As a child her favorite toy was Emerald The Witch, a small doll with green eyes, green hair and purple skin. She spends most days writing, unless her cat deems otherwise.

 

Miss Armae’s books and novellas have garnered numerous awards and nominations, including the Sapphire Award, P.E.A.R.L. Award and Word Weaving Award. Her books have also been featured on Midwest Book Review’s Book Watch TV. Angelique’s first novel, COME THE NIGHT, made Fictionwise’s Best of the Best list, rounding out the top five best selling dark fantasy books of the year. Since the release of COME THE NIGHT, Angelique’s books have made Amazon’s Overall Kindle Bestsellers List (top 30), Barnes and Noble’s NOOK list (top 10), iBooks Bestsellers List (top 50) and Kobo’s Romance Bestsellers List (top 10), as well as various other bestsellers lists.

 

Aside from writing, Angelique also dabbles in digital art. She is the recipient and two time nominee of the Dream Realm Award for best cover art.

 

When not working, Miss Armae enjoys traveling, learning about the ancient Celts, exploring history, and learning new languages. After studying design in London, England, Angelique returned to the States and studied history and French literature at Skidmore College.

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ ~ Dirty Fairy Tales Anthology

 

Dirty Fairy Tales Anthology


Release Date: October 5, 2017

 

Authors included in the Anthology:
Cheri Marie, Brandy Dorsch, J M Schalm, LB Russell,
Reagan Hollow, Carissa Laryea, Ava Harper-Kent,
Barb Shuler, Jamie Russell, Ava Danielle,
Bethany Loughlin-Frost, Kelsey Jensen

 

 

In the land of fairy tales, there’s no road too long, nor a sky too high to search for your one true love. They may be next door, in another town, or a realm away… but just when you think all hopes lost, you’ll find true love’s first kiss.

 

Join 12 authors in an adventure into the world of fairy tales. Abandon all you know, and find out what could have been. The men and women, beasts and all-out alphas in these stories are not for the faint of heart… but the dirty of mind.

 

Embrace the lust, feel the passion, and take a wild ride into a land unlike our own.

 

**All eBook proceeds are going to Autism Services of Southwest Florida!**

 

 

Purchase Links
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK


Meet the authors of the Dirty Fairy Tales Anthology:
 
Ava Danielle
 
Bethany Loughlin-Frost
 
Cheri Marie:
 
 
 
Reagan Hollow
 
Barb Shuler
 
Jaime Russell
 
 
 
Brandy Dorsch
 
Kelsey Jensen
 
J M Schalm
 
 
 
LB Russell:
 
Ava Harper Kent
 
Carissa Laryea

 


 


RELEASE BOOST ~ A Marshall’s Courage (A Rescue Series Novella; Book 1) by Barb Shuler


A Marshall’s Courage
A Rescue Series Novella; Book 1

 

Publish Date: August 26, 2017
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design by: MadHat Books

 

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Blurb:

 

Daniel

 

Danger is a part of life, at least in my line of work. I serve. I protect. I take down the men and women that would endanger the innocent. My Marine training led me to believe this would be an easy job. It was until Elayna Hart was dropped in my lap. After that, it was all up in the air.

 

Danger struck, and I had no choice but to do whatever I could to keep her safe. The attraction between us made it harder to focus, until I did the only thing I could. I ran away with her. We were off the grid with only two others for back up. If anyone came after her, we’d die to protect her.

 

Elayna

 

Life is full of challenges – ones I have been able to meet head on. My path was straight until him – then it went upside down. Now I’m on the run from a man that wants to do more than crush my heart. My only hope is that the men who have agreed to protect me can do just that.

 

Purchase Links:
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK

**Available on Kindle Unlimited

 


Excerpt:

 

Being a witness to a robbery shouldn’t destroy your entire life, but it certainly wrecked mine. It may not have been so bad if I hadn’t have recognized the man holding the gun. The man who shot an innocent man for no reason other than stupidity and greed. His face had been shielded by a ski mask, but that deep baritone gave him away. The moment “Hurry the fuck up or I’ll blow your head off” left his lips, I gasped, uttering his name in what I thought was a silent rebuke. He looked my way and the man behind the register tried to grab the gun.

 

My world flashed in multiple colors as I watched in horror. The guy’s hand reached out, Jonathan jerked back, and with a twitch of his hand the man’s head blew back, a coating of red spraying against the back wall. He was dead. I screamed and Jonathan attacked me. His hand wrapped around my throat, and I fought unsuccessfully to get out of his grip. Some noise distracted him for a moment, and I was able to hit his arm and slip out of his hold, barely.

 

The sound of the sirens made him think twice about attacking again. He ran off, but not before warning me to stay quiet, or I was dead. Why he didn’t just shoot me right then and there, I don’t know.

 

© Barb Shuler 2017

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What Other’s Are Saying:

 

Love this book. There are some amazingly funny scenes, some heartbreaking scenes and some gut-wrenching scenes as well.
This book has it all, from loving and passionate to suspenseful and scary.
~
Mindy, Goodreads Reviewer

 

This is one of those stories that captures your heart and soul. It gave me all the feels and then some.
There’s love, loss and even some comedic relief in the mix.
~ Kelly, Twisted Book Promotions

 

This is a fast, fun read. You can’t help but grow attached to “the boys!”
The relationships in this novella become very well defined and makes you want more of their story.
~ Annamarie, Amazon Reviewer

 

This was a fast read so be careful how much you blink because you just may miss something. There were times where I couldn’t help myself – I had to shake my head and laugh. I know it must hurt but it was nice to know that there’s someone clumsier than me. They always say that it’s good to laugh at yourself but when you can laugh at someone else it helps to make you feel better.
~ Lynn, Amazon Reviewer

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My Own Nightmare ~ Somewhere I Belong ~ Shatter Me Whole
Genre: Dark Suspense/Thriller ~ Romantic Suspense

 

Wrangled By Love
Genre: Cowboy Contemporary Romance

 

Primal Darkness ~ Coming 9/26/17

Genre: Dark Paranormal Romantic Thriller

 

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Each book in these series’s can be read as a stand alone
All of the above books are available in KU

~Meet Barb Shuler~

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I’m a Carolina Girl by right and a Texan by birth. Best of both worlds. I have the brass sass to keep up with my Texas sized temper. Living and working in both states i’ve learned a lot about hard work, adapting to your surroundings and making the best of the path that you have been led down. My grandma Dollie once told me I would know what I was meant to do when it happened. She was right, as always.
As with most book lovers, I am an avid reader. Reading has always been a hobby – a passion, really and a way to get lost in other people’s lives, their drama and other worlds. It’s a private movie in your imagination that you get to cast and navigate through, at your own pace. Reading helps to expand the perimeters of one’s mind. That is what got me into writing. Writing has been something that I have done since I was a kid. If I had paper, I was writing. Nine out of ten times it made no sense but what are words if they are not to be used to your advantage? Words are a part of us all. Why not use them, right?
During the day I work as a ‘desk jockey’ and help the residents of my county navigate themselves around our little, but not too little country town. By night I am either blogging with my best friends, doing PA work for some of my favorite authors or fighting with the voices in my head. They can be stubborn at times. It’s a blessing and I am cherishing every moment. Tomorrow is never guaranteed so I want to make sure I live the day as fully as possible. For what is my creation, can become someone else’s treasure.

 

~ Connect with Barb here ~

 

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RELEASE BLAST ~ A Marshall’s Courage (A Rescue Novella Series #1) by Barb Shuler

 

A Marshall’s Courage
A Rescue Novella Series; Book 1
by Barb Shuler

 

Publish Date: August 26, 2017
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design by: MadHat Books

 

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Blurb:

Daniel

Danger is a part of life, at least in my line of work. I serve. I protect. I take down the men and women that would endanger the innocent. My Marine training led me to believe this would be an easy job. It was until Elayna Hart was dropped in my lap. After that, it was all up in the air.
 

Danger struck, and I had no choice but to do whatever I could to keep her safe. The attraction between us made it harder to focus, until I did the only thing I could. I ran away with her. We were off the grid with only two others for back up. If anyone came after her, we’d die to protect her.

 

Elayna

 

Life is full of challenges – ones I have been able to meet head on. My path was straight until him – then it went upside down. Now I’m on the run from a man that wants to do more than crush my heart. My only hope is that the men who have agreed to protect me can do just that.

 



Purchase Links:

99c for a limited time!

 

Amazon US : AU : CA : UK
**Available on Kindle Unlimited

 


Excerpt:


Being a witness to a robbery shouldn’t destroy your entire life, but it certainly wrecked mine. It may not have been so bad if I hadn’t have recognized the man holding the gun. The man who shot an innocent man for no reason other than stupidity and greed. His face had been shielded by a ski mask, but that deep baritone gave him away. The moment “Hurry the fuck up or I’ll blow your head off” left his lips, I gasped, uttering his name in what I thought was a silent rebuke. He looked my way and the man behind the register tried to grab the gun.
 

My world flashed in multiple colors as I watched in horror. The guy’s hand reached out, Jonathan jerked back, and with a twitch of his hand the man’s head blew back, a coating of red spraying against the back wall. He was dead. I screamed and Jonathan attacked me. His hand wrapped around my throat, and I fought unsuccessfully to get out of his grip. Some noise distracted him for a moment, and I was able to hit his arm and slip out of his hold, barely.

 

The sound of the sirens made him think twice about attacking again. He ran off, but not before warning me to stay quiet, or I was dead. Why he didn’t just shoot me right then and there, I don’t know.

 

© Barb Shuler 2017


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What Other’s Are Saying:

 

Love this book. There are some amazingly funny scenes, some heartbreaking scenes and some gut-wrenching scenes as well. This book has it all, from loving and passionate to suspenseful and scary. ~ Mindy, Goodreads Reviewer

 


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My Own Nightmare ~ Somewhere I Belong ~ Shatter Me Whole
Genre: Dark Suspense/Thriller ~ Romantic Suspense

 

Wrangled By Love
Genre: Cowboy Contemporary Romance

 

**
Each book in these series’s can be read as a stand alone
All of the above books are available in KU

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~Meet Barb Shuler~

 

I’m a Carolina Girl by right and a Texan by birth. Best of both worlds. I have the brass sass to keep up with my Texas sized temper. Living and working in both states i’ve learned a lot about hard work, adapting to your surroundings and making the best of the path that you have been led down. My grandma Dollie once told me I would know what I was meant to do when it happened. She was right, as always.
As with most book lovers, I am an avid reader. Reading has always been a hobby – a passion, really and a way to get lost in other people’s lives, their drama and other worlds. It’s a private movie in your imagination that you get to cast and navigate through, at your own pace. Reading helps to expand the perimeters of one’s mind. That is what got me into writing. Writing has been something that I have done since I was a kid. If I had paper, I was writing. Nine out of ten times it made no sense but what are words if they are not to be used to your advantage? Words are a part of us all. Why not use them, right?
During the day I work as a ‘desk jockey’ and help the residents of my county navigate themselves around our little, but not too little country town. By night I am either blogging with my best friends, doing PA work for some of my favorite authors or fighting with the voices in my head. They can be stubborn at times. It’s a blessing and I am cherishing every moment. Tomorrow is never guaranteed so I want to make sure I live the day as fully as possible. For what is my creation, can become someone else’s treasure.

 

~ Connect with Barb here ~

 


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NEW RELEASE ~ Wrangled By Love (The Cowboy Way Series; Book 1) by Barb Shuler


 

Wrangled By Love

The Cowboy Way Series; Book 1
by Barb Shuler

 

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 25, 2017
Cover Design by: MadHat Books

 

Tate

I could rope a calf before I could walk. Ranching is in my blood, my heart, and fills my soul. My family and I work for everything we have. But money only goes so far – sweat goes farther. My life has taken many paths. It’s made me grow up and deal with things that others only fear. My daughter is my life. No one could ever compare to that love – or so I thought. That was until this little city gal fell into our laps.

She stole my breath. Stole my thoughts, and stole my heart.

Georgie

Georgia was home until I lost everything. I had no one, so I packed up and hit the road. My dog was my only companion and for a time that was all right. Fate had other ideas though. My path brought me to Wyoming. Sprawling grasslands, wildlife and cold. I was surrounded.

My heart warmed when we got a good look at a certain cowboy. He was a brother, son and a father. He chased my blues away. Made me smile and put his heart on the line with mine.

He is my one and only. My forever.

 


 


Purchase Links:
Amazon US : AU : CA : UK

 


Excerpt:
 
Tate
 
I turned, hearing a vehicle coming back up the road. I turned fully to see Ma and Pa getting out of the truck.
“What’s wrong?” Ma asked me without missing a step. I guess my emotions were still written on my face. I shook my head and let out a long aggravated sigh.
“Nothing,” I said.
       “Liar,” she teased as she put her hand on my arm.
“What’s got you frowning like that?”
“Son, answer your mother,” Pa said, chuckling. I chuckled at him.
“Your daughter left Abbie upstairs alone. Not sure how long.”
“Where’s Daniel?” Pa asked, a scowl pulling at his brows.
“Out with the boys unloading hay from the flatbed. Cody said he’s been out there a while.”
“I thought he was in the house. I should have checked. I’m sorry, sweetheart. Is Abby alright?” Ma asked, concern pinching her brows.
“Yea, Ma. Don’t worry. I went in to check on her. She must have woken Georgie up. I found them in the rocking chair in Abbie’s room, asleep. I left them there. They looked so peaceful.”
As we made our way to the porch there was a loud crash from inside. I heard Abbie start to wail. Tango was up the stairs and scratching at the door before I made it up them. I pulled the door open and ran inside.
“Tango, halt. Good boy. Sit,” I heard Georgie call out in a shaky voice.
“Georgie! What happened?” Ma asked as she came in behind me.
Georgie was sitting on the bottom step of the staircase, with Abbie clutched to her. She was soothing her as she looked up at us. I moved closer to them and then saw why she had sat down. There was glass on the floor, along with a vase and a couple of picture frames.
“I’m- I’m sorry. I got dizzy half way down. I thought I was okay. I hit the table and your things fell over. I’m sorry. I’ll replace them. Really I-”
“It’s okay, darlin’. It’s just stuff. Are you and Abbie okay?” I asked as I knelt before her. She nodded and looked at me with tears in her eyes.
“She’s just scared. I am too…” Her last words were muffled but I heard them. I crab walked a step closer and rested my hand on her knee.
“Hey, look at me. It’s okay. Can you stand?” She nodded and I helped her up since both of her arms were wrapped around Abbie. Her cast was rubbing against her own arm. I could see the redness of what was the equivalent to a carpet burn. She must have jerked when she hit the table. She was shaking now. My heart melted a little at that. She was determined to not drop Abbie, which caused her to injure herself.
“Take a seat on the step up from the bottom, let me get the glass up.” Ma said and I nodded, helping Georgie and Abby down onto the higher step.
I sat beside them and leaned into Abbie. She wasn’t crying now but she didn’t reach for me either. I kissed her nose. “Hey, my little boobear.”
“She- she’s yours?” Georgie asked, her brows pinched in confusion. I nodded and reached up to brush the hair from her face, tucking it gently behind her ear.
“She is. Georgie Larson, meet Abbie Grace Cannon. My ten month old daughter.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know. She was crying. I thought I was dreaming. I changed her. She was so warm, we fell asleep… I-I’m sorry. Do you want her back?”
I laughed softly and shook my head. I didn’t mind sharing her with Georgie. I wasn’t sure why that was, but I was content to just watch them both right now. “It’s okay, darlin, really. You did nothing wrong.”
The moment Ma was done with the clean up Tango was up in Georgie’s face, licking away her tears and sniffing Abbie. Her little coos made us smile. Seems she had a new friend too.
 
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I’m a Carolina Girl by right and a Texan by birth. Best of both worlds. I have the brass sass to keep up with my Texas sized temper. Living and working in both states i’ve learned a lot about hard work, adapting to your surroundings and making the best of the path that you have been led down. My grandma Dollie once told me I would know what I was meant to do when it happened. She was right, as always.
As with most book lovers, I am an avid reader. Reading has always been a hobby – a passion, really and a way to get lost in other people’s lives, their drama and other worlds. It’s a private movie in your imagination that you get to cast and navigate through, at your own pace. Reading helps to expand the perimeters of one’s mind. That is what got me into writing. Writing has been something that I have done since I was a kid. If I had paper, I was writing. Nine out of ten times it made no sense but what are words if they are not to be used to your advantage? Words are a part of us all. Why not use them, right?
During the day I work as a ‘desk jockey’ and help the residents of my county navigate themselves around our little, but not too little country town. By night I am either blogging with my best friends, doing PA work for some of my favorite authors or fighting with the voices in my head. They can be stubborn at times. It’s a blessing and I am cherishing every moment. Tomorrow is never guaranteed so I want to make sure I live the day as fully as possible. For what is my creation, can become someone else’s treasure.

 

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Wrangled By Love
The Cowboy Way Series; Book 1
by Barb Shuler


Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design by: MadHat Books
 
 
 
Tate
 
I could rope a calf before I could walk. Ranching is in my blood, my heart, and fills my soul. My family and I work for everything we have. But money only goes so far – sweat goes farther. My life has taken many paths. It’s made me grow up and deal with things that others only fear. My daughter is my life. No one could ever compare to that love – or so I thought. That was until this little city gal fell into our laps.
 
She stole my breath. Stole my thoughts, and stole my heart.
 
 
Georgie
 
Georgia was home until I lost everything. I had no one, so I packed up and hit the road. My dog was my only companion and for a time that was all right. Fate had other ideas though. My path brought me to Wyoming. Sprawling grasslands, wildlife and cold. I was surrounded.
My heart warmed when we got a good look at a certain cowboy. He was a brother, son and a father. He chased my blues away. Made me smile and put his heart on the line with mine.
 
He is my one and only. My forever.
 
 
 


 

Excerpt:

PROLOGUE

 

Three years ago I started off on a new adventure in this crazy unpredictable  world. One that took me to new places in life – naturally – as well as emotionally and physically. Why make changes to a life that was wrapped in gold paper and sealed with a silver money clip? Many reasons. The biggest of them all was that I felt stunted as a person. I couldn’t be me without hurting feelings or letting down the people that I loved. Or so I thought. I was stuck in a dead end, nine to five job that I grew to absolutely hate. I stayed because I made a commitment that I didn’t want to break… but even good things come to an end.
I wasn’t a fan of living off my family’s money, though it was there for me. My PaPa always wanted to take care of me. He’d always say, “No granddaughter of mine will ever want or need for anything.” I loved that man more than the air I breathe now, but I couldn’t get lost in the cloud of money. I wanted a life of my own. I had to prove to him and myself that I could take care of me.
God love him, he let me do things my way once he understood what I wanted in life. I wanted to be independent. I wanted to be the responsible woman he had raised me to be. My grandfather was the man in my life from the time I was a small child. After my parents had me their lives were cut short by tragedy. My mother let her depression over take her mind and ended her struggles with a bottle of pills and a bottle of gin. My father, distraught that his one true love had left him, suffered for years. His depression never seemed to get better. One day when I was about four he just up and disappeared. His body was found years later by hikers. We still don’t know exactly what happened to him. My father was an avid outdoorsman. There was no way it was an accident, whatever it was.
It was just me and PaPa from then on. I don’t really remember much of my father. I have vague memories, but that’s it, other than the pictures I carry with me of him, and my mother and me as a newborn. I hadn’t realized how much I depended on my PaPa until the man I idolized most in my life was taken from me. He had a long, and happy life. He took his last breaths with me at his bedside retelling stories of my favorite memories of us. We had family there, but no one mattered except my PaPa. That night I vowed to change my life. I was going to be happy doing things I wanted to do. I just had to figure out how to go about doing it.
Deciding I needed a clean slate, I sold my house and set a lease with the Historical Society to use my PaPa’s home on the tours of homes – which was a way to preserve it and keep everything just as it was. His maids and butler, who my PaPa had with him for as long as I could remember, were staying on to help keep the home up. Their monthly pay was sent automatically to them through the lawyers, as was anything else home related. It was a way to make sure I always had a place to call home. My heart would always be where my PaPa was.
After weeks of thinking, planning and sorting out my life, I cashed in the savings bonds my PaPa left me and anything else that didn’t hold sentimental value from my belongings. My friend – Kaitlyn – would check in on things for me as well while I was gone. I had my bills (phone, insurance, life insurance and my two credit cards) all set up to do autopayments, so nothing important would be in the mail anyhow. It didn’t take long to decide what went, so I packed my SUV with what I had to have, such as clothes, my german shepherd dog, Tango, and small things that I could never part with and I was ready. As soon as I had cash in hand – via my bank card – I headed off on the adventure of a lifetime. I had a road map, a GPS app on my smartphone, and a helluva lot of time to kill.
No one expects to be this lucky at the age of twenty-nine. I didn’t have to work. I didn’t have to be accountable to anyone, or anything. I was free. I was a bird in the wind that could soar as high or low as she wanted. I took advantage of the freedom. I searched small towns for trinkets. I went to movies and plays in the larger metropolitan cities. I ate at restaurants mere tables away from movie stars and famous ball players. Was I impressed? Eh, not really, people are people. They wanted their freedom and alone time as much as I did. Anyone I passed got a smile and that was about it.
After a few months of said adventure I knew I was in heaven. I had the freedom of the road, and was able to do what I wanted, when I wanted. Who knew being my own boss would be so freeing. Thanks to my PaPa I had more money than I would ever need, so I was definitely taking advantage of it. I was going to discover who I was. Or I wouldn’t. As long as I had wheels under me, food in my tummy and my bank card, I was golden.
That was what I had always said, until an accident in the backwoods of some small, indistinguishable town led me to stumble into the man that would change things for me. An accident changes things for you. Makes you rethink things. But it can also set you off on a new path. My path led me to the infuriatingly, super sexy cowboy that made my anger rise, my lady bits throb, and my heart skip a beat at his smile. And that was after he yelled at me. I yelled back, but really… It was all for show. I think.
That man not only put me on the fence about the truth behind his actions, he cracked my heart wide open. He showed me what I was missing in life – he showed me what it was to be me. To be loved and desired in ways I could have only imagined. I was free to be what he desired. I was free to be the woman that set him free as well. Together we had it all, even our start was not so easy.
Life is never easy, though. Life is a rollercoaster and I’m here with my arms up, a laugh bubbling inside me, and the man that now owns my heart and soul at my side.
 
Chapter One
Road Tripping
 
Georgie
 
“Tango, stop, lift and pee already, would ya?” I called out to my German Shepherd as he sniffed around the empty lot behind the gas station. I was off the road for a few minutes to pee, get some gas and hopefully find a little off the road eating place. I was starving. But, first things first. I needed him to pee, so I could go in and pee. How hard was it to hike a leg? Or cop a squat? Jesus. I was squirming now more than before. I needed to go and he was taking forever. I was not about to leave him out here in bumfuck egypt alone. He wouldn’t go to a stranger, far from it, but I wasn’t chasing him, or taking the risk of him chasing someone off and getting shot or hit by a car.
“TANGO! Dude, hurry your furry butt up!”
I saw a man pumping gas at the other pump give me a look and I smiled at him. I wanted to roll my eyes but I stopped myself, only barely. Finally, after what seemed like four days of waiting, Tango cocked his leg up, peed and then had to do that damn, macho man ‘I peed here so it’s mine’ dance where he kicked his back legs up and growled.
“I swear on all that’s holy I will make you sleep outside if you don’t get over here,” I muttered as the man getting gas eyed me. Maybe he thought I was talking to myself. Possibly. Sorry, mister. I ain’t crazy yet. I smiled at my thoughts. My gaze went back to the older man at the pump. He seemed to take notice when Tango ran around the building and back to me. He sat with a hand signal and I gave him a treat. That was how he was trained after all. He went, he got a treat. It’s not that he was spoiled or anything. No, never.
“Good dog, Tango. Now, load up. Momma has to pee, and pay for the gas before this fella calls the cops ‘cause he thinks I’m gonna run off on him.” I pushed his muzzle away from my face when he decided I needed a slobbery lick on the cheek. “Not now, Romeo,” I said, laughing as I pushed him back into the SUV, shut the door and gave him the signal to stay through the opened window. I jogged across the parking lot. I hurried into the store and back to the bathrooms.
When I came out I smiled at the man behind the counter before grabbing a bag of Doritos, a Dr Pepper and of course, two big bottles of water for Tango. I paid for everything, gas included, and headed back out after a not so nice chat with the clerk. Men are idiots. But I did finally get him to tell me that all that was close by in the way of food stops was a burger place. I’ll pass on that. Tango and greasy stuff was a no go. The dog had enough gas issues as it was. I swear, sometimes it was like he’d had something crawl up in him and die. He was stealthy about it too. He was secretly trying to kill me with toxic fumes. I just knew it.
As I walked back to my vehicle I noticed there was a new truck parked across from me. I watched the two men as I opened the back door to grab Tango’s bucket. Hey, it’s a road trip and he’s messy. Least with a bucket and the three towels on his seat my seats won’t get ruined. He could drink in peace and I wouldn’t get a slobbery water bath, again.
“Hey, sexy, that your dog there?” I sighed and turned, slamming the door a little harder than I needed to. I glanced at the men then to Tango. He was alert, ears pricked up and his shoulders tight. I shook my head as I moved to open the driver’s door, making sure I blocked Tango’s exit. He was very protective of me after all. He had been since my PaPa got him for me. That had been two years ago. Tango was one of the last birthday presents I got from my PaPa. He gave me someone to love, a protector and a friend all in one.
“Nah man, he like, totally came with the car,” I said in my best Valley girl impression. Ugh, that made my own head hurt.
“I think she’s a bit of a smartass, man,” the one ass said to his friend.
“Watch it, bro. Dogs bite,” the other one said. I was guessing it was to warn his friend, who had taken a few steps around his truck.
“He’d bite me?”
“Yerp, like you were a nice juicy steak.”
“Why? I didn’t do anything to ya, sexy.”
“You’re annoying me, isn’t that enough? I asked, sardonically.
“Oh, we got a feisty one, Jet,” the idiot in the truck said.
“Oh for fuck’s sake. Why can’t I shoot stupid people?” I muttered as climbed up in the seat and shut the door. Tango licked my hand as I patted his shoulder. “Easy, big fella. Ignore them. Apparently they don’t get enough oxygen up here. It makes them stupider than a bag full of rocks.”
I started the SUV, pulled out of the space, and flipped the two idiots a one finger salute before pulling out of the station’s parking lot onto the road. We were somewhere in Colorado. I was following I-25 up and heading into Wyoming. I’d rented a cabin, one that I’d found online of all places, for a few weeks. Summer was finally here and I wanted to take advantage of the beauty of a wide open space. Plus, Tango and I needed a little time off the road. This leg had us on the road for two long weeks now. We’d just muddled along after leaving Tennessee, only stopped whenever and wherever. Minus the potty breaks. We stopped for those and to stretch our legs every two hours. Too much sitting could cause health problems.
I’d picked up the trailer behind us at some place in Kansas. It’s got a small kitchen area with a stove and table, a tiny bathroom and a bed. So I bought it. I don’t use the bathroom, though because, well I’m not cleaning that. Even I have my limits. I stop us at places that have wash houses, or at cheap motels. It’s worth the time to shower and refresh. I’m not sleeping on funky sheets, though. So the trailer it is.
Flipping on my signal, I merged back into the I-25 traffic and set the cruise control. As Tango laid down he put his head on my lap and I scrubbed my fingers over his ears. His whine made me laugh.
“We’ll eat in a couple of hours. Once we cross the border we’ll only have a few hours more. Then it’s a hot bath for me and a new place for you to mark as yours,” I said, for my benefit too. I loved the freedom of the open road, but it would have been slightly more entertaining with someone else to talk to that could actually return my words with more than barks, growls or toxic fog inducing farts.
 
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A few hours later, both Tango and I were spread out on a picnic blanket on the grass of a roadside picnic site. The sun was beaming down on us and the cool air brushed against my exposed skin like a sensual caress. It was heaven. The countryside we’d traveled through so far was beautiful and peaceful. We were going to enjoy our time here. I just knew it.
“Tango, let’s go,” I said, standing. I grabbed the blanket up, folding it as I walked. Looking back, I grinned. Tango had the draw string bag with what was left of our lunch, and our trash in his mouth. “No slobbering this time, pup, ‘cause that’s just gross, Kay?” Maybe I was losing it, ‘cause that made me laugh. Yeah, I really needed someone to chat with besides my pup. I could always call Kaitlyn, but she’d try to convince me to come back home and I just wasn’t doing that. There was nothing there for me. My parents had been gone since I was a baby, I knew nothing of them other than that they loved me. All I’d had was my PaPa and now that he was gone, I had nothing. Kaitlyn was a friend, yes, but she also one of the reasons I left Brant & Sons. It was a small family owned insurance company. Mr. Brant was a sweet man. His sons, though, were two dickwads who thought they were some gift from God and that every woman should kneel down and worship them. Kaitlyn was all for quickies in the back office, the bathroom or anything else they asked, but not me.
Jefferson and Carlisle Brant were both disgusting human beings. Period. I learned that the day I was hired as Mr. Brant’s new administrative assistant. See, Oliver Brant was an upstanding, kind hearted man. I liked him, a lot. Too bad his sons missed that boat. Though, I’ve met their mother and she’s not much better. Oliver married and mated with the she beast, who was a decade – at least – younger than himself and that’s where the twin hellspawns came from. Shuddering, I shut the back door to the SUV and sighed. Maybe if things were different and I wasn’t the ‘ice queen’ as they called me, I would have stayed. But as it was, I wouldn’t let myself be used like some whore. I loved myself a helluva lot more than that.
I shifted myself so I could give Tango the “go pee” hand signal, which was just me pointing. He didn’t need it twice. I looked at my watch and smiled. Two hours, I think that’s all it takes for us to get to the place…. crap, I forgot the name. Moving to the passenger side of my vehicle I opened the door, pulled out the notebook where I kept everything and found the reservations page. Yeah, I was a little OCD but I wasn’t stupid enough to not keep up with my spending and contacts along the way.
“Ah, there it is,” I said, sliding as I slid my finger down the page. “Abernathy Cannon Ranch.” Closing my book I stretched, turned and whistled for Tango. He rounded the car and was up in the seat before I had time to really blink. “I’m gonna put a bell on you. Whatcha think about that?” I scrubbed my hands along his neck and scratched behind his ears.
“Ready to go?” With a lick to my face and a bark that made my ears ring, I shook my head, shut his door and ran around to get in. Within fifteen minutes we were back on the road, and hopefully we’d be crossing the border in an hour or so. That all depended on traffic. I sang along to the radio, ignoring the GPS app on my phone that kept cutting in and out. I wasn’t stressing over any of this. I just wanted to enjoy the ride, and with Jason Aldean singing along with me, my day was going great.
An hour and fifty six minutes later we were making a wide turn onto the dirt road the GPS indicated. There wasn’t much around, just mountains, grasslands and cattle. Or at least I thought they were cattle. The sun was starting to get lower and I was exhausted. My body was not sure what time zone we were in anymore so I stopped trying to sleep on a schedule. It was all too much to keep track of. I followed the road, going slower than normal since I wasn’t sure where I was.
Ten minutes later we were rounding a curvy part of the road when something stormed out in front of us. I shrieked and slammed on the brakes, throwing myself against the steering wheel and swerving off the road. Tango was growling and barking, but what caught my attention was the sound of metal shrieking, another engine roaring, and then silence.


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I’m a Carolina Girl by right and a Texan by birth. Best of both worlds. I have the brass sass to keep up with my Texas sized temper. Living and working in both states i’ve learned a lot about hard work, adapting to your surroundings and making the best of the path that you have been led down. My grandma Dollie once told me I would know what I was meant to do when it happened. She was right, as always.
As with most book lovers, I am an avid reader. Reading has always been a hobby – a passion, really and a way to get lost in other people’s lives, their drama and other worlds. It’s a private movie in your imagination that you get to cast and navigate through, at your own pace. Reading helps to expand the perimeters of one’s mind. That is what got me into writing. Writing has been something that I have done since I was a kid. If I had paper, I was writing. Nine out of ten times it made no sense but what are words if they are not to be used to your advantage? Words are a part of us all. Why not use them, right?
During the day I work as a ‘desk jockey’ and help the residents of my county navigate themselves around our little, but not too little country town. By night I am either blogging with my best friends, doing PA work for some of my favorite authors or fighting with the voices in my head. They can be stubborn at times. It’s a blessing and I am cherishing every moment. Tomorrow is never guaranteed so I want to make sure I live the day as fully as possible. For what is my creation, can become someone else’s treasure.
 
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Sweet Series Box Set

Jessie Lane


Published: Dec 19th, 2016

 
 
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Sweet Agony

 

Blurb:

Beware of falling in love with the boy across the street.
Disappearing from their dangerous life in Chicago, Ginny and her mother went from riches to rags by way of a new life in the sleepy, rural suburbs of New York. Under the illusion of safety, Ginny blossomed into a beautiful young woman with hopes and dreams for a future her mother was determined she would have.
Lucas Young, her best friend’s oldest brother, was the dashing hero in all of her dreams. The man she fantasized about sweeping her off her feet and giving her the happily ever after she had only heard about in her mother’s fairytales.
Sometimes, reality wasn’t what we wanted it to be, though.
What would happen when Ginny found out Lucas wasn’t her Prince Charming after all? Instead, he was a rough and tumble soldier in extremely tarnished armor who had a propensity to break her heart.

Maybe happily ever after wasn’t meant for everyone.

 

Excerpt:

The woman I loved had disappeared almost as if she had never existed in the first place. The only evidence she’d left behind where the broken, jagged and jaded pieces of what I use to call a heart.
Here I sat in a strip club, surrounded by beautiful women and plenty of other people, and I couldn’t give two shits. I was happy for Sullivan, but his happiness was making me remember what I’d lost. Sort of like rubbing salt into an open wound. It stung like a motherfucker and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could sit here and stomach all of Riley’s good fortune.
“Holy shit. If that chick wasn’t utterly wasted, she’d be a bombshell,” I heard Chase say from the other side of the table.
Well, people watching was better than musing over what I didn’t have, so I looked up in the direction that Chase was staring in and promptly felt my stomach drop to the vicinity of my feet.
Because there, across the large VIP area, was what I’d lost.
Now, she was found.
In a micro mini red dress, she was dancing sloppily to the music, her eyes glassy, indicating she was probably high and drunk, as some playboy in a fucking suit watched her with a displeased yet possessive gaze.
Maybe Miami was the lost and found for men who had epically fucked up their love lives.
A hand clapped down on my shoulder, and I looked over to see Riley looking at me in concern.
“You okay, man? Kara just said our party room in the back is ready, and you didn’t even hear her.”
Looking over his shoulder to where Kara stood, I apologized for not hearing her, and then looked back to Sullivan. “You all go ahead. I’ve got something I need to handle first.”
Riley’s eyebrows shot up. “You do?”
I nodded.
“You need back-up?” Chase asked.
Shaking my head, I gave them the truth. “My past is flashin’ her ass in a red dress across the room and strung out of her mind. I’m gonna go find out why, and then I’m gonna be her goddamn fortune teller and explain what her fucking future is.”
“And that is?” Kara asked, eyes full of curiosity, although a smile was on her face.

“Me.”



Sweet Recovery

Blurb:

He broke her heart… now he has to pick up the pieces.
Lucas Young met the woman meant for him when they were just children. He spent years pushing the sweet, innocent Ginny away for one reason or another instead of claiming what was his, breaking her heart in the process.
Five years later, he runs into Ginny, only he no longer recognizes the person she has become. The good-hearted, free-spirited girl he loved is now a shell of who she used to be, living the sort of life she never wanted. And Lucas is driven to find out why.
However, uncovering Ginny’s secrets will prove to be dangerous for them both.
Will he be able to piece back the broken woman who used to love him with every fiber of her being? Or did he push her away for good?

Excerpt:
 

Perhaps it was foolish to jump so blindly back in love with a man who had shredded me into almost non-existence before, but I couldn’t help myself, not when it came to Lucas Young.
On one hand, he was my kryptonite. On the other, he was my Holy Grail.
The last thing I should want, yet the very thing I needed.
The literal, breathing contradiction of my life.

The only person who could destroy me with a word and build me back up with no words at all.

 



Sweet Eternity

 

Blurb:

Roses are red, my life is blue, and the man I love is a fool.
Virginia Wellington has accepted her fate of being a pawn in her father’s criminal underworld games, especially if it keeps the people she loves safe. The problem is Lucas has discovered her secrets and the reason she walked away from him. Now he’s determined to save her, even if she doesn’t want to be saved.
I’m not Prince Charming. I’m the guy who kicked Prince Charming’s ass.

Lucas Young now knows why the woman he’s loved since he was a boy disappeared from his life. It’s time he rescued his angel and showed her once and for all that by his side is exactly where she belongs.

Excerpt:

“I didn’t ask you to come storming back into my life. Nor did I ask you to shoot my fiancé, or try to save me from my father—”
“You didn’t ask me?” He shook his head in frustration. “You didn’t tell me. And you sure as shit didn’t give me an S.O.S. Here’s the thing, angel; I don’t need a bat signal to see you’re knee-deep in shit with no shovel to get yourself out of it.”
My frayed nerves snapped, and I lashed out at him … literally.
With a shriek of rage, I reached up with both hands and slapped them on his chest and abdomen, trying to push him off me. Still, he straddled my waist, effectively holding me down with little to no effort. If I didn’t get some space between us, I was going to lose my mind.
Lucas tried to grab both my hands, succeeding in capturing one, and then froze in place as I pointed an accusing finger in his face with the other.
“You’re still a sarcastic pain in the ass; you know that?” I tried to push him off with my free hand again, but he struck as fast as a snake, grabbing it and securing it against his body.

Leaning forward, he growled down at me, “That’s right, baby. I’m still the overbearing jackass I was when we were growing up. And you know what? You’re still the little girl trying to hide from all her big, bad problems. Looks like we haven’t changed a bit.”

 




Ex Ops Series:
Secret Maneuvers #1
Stripping Her Defenses #2

Mission Delivery #2.5

 

Sweet Series (Lucas Young):

Sweet Agony #1/Ex Ops #3
Sweet Recovery #2/Ex Ops #4

Sweet Eternity #3/Ex Ops #5

 


About the Author:

Jessie Lane is a best-selling author of Paranormal and Contemporary Romance, as well as, Upper YA Paranormal Romance/Fantasy.
She lives in Kentucky with her two little Rock Chicks in-the-making and her over protective alpha husband that she’s pretty sure is a latent grizzly bear shifter. She has a passionate love for reading and writing naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them.

She’s also a proud member of the Romance Writers of America (RWA).

 

Connect with Jessie:

 

BLOG TOUR ~ Sweet Eternity (Sweet Series Book 3; Ex-Ops Book 5) by Jessie Lane

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Sweet Eternity by Jessie Lane
Sweet Series Book 3; Ex-Ops Book 5
Published: Dec 19th 2016

 


Blurb:

Roses are red, my life is blue, and the man I love is a fool.

Virginia Wellington has accepted her fate of being a pawn in her father’s criminal underworld games, especially if it keeps the people she loves safe. The problem is Lucas has discovered her secrets and the reason she walked away from him. Now he’s determined to save her, even if she doesn’t want to be saved.

I’m not Prince Charming. I’m the guy who kicked Prince Charming’s ass.

Lucas Young now knows why the woman he’s loved since he was a boy disappeared from his life. It’s time he rescued his angel and showed her once and for all that by his side is exactly where she belongs.

Warning: This is the third (and last) book in a three-part serial spin-off from the Ex Ops Series. Each of the three books will feature a piece of Lucas & Ginny’s story and leads directly into the next installment.

IN OTHER WORDS, NO MORE CLIFFHANGER! YIPPEE! Also, be forewarned this story will make you laugh, cry, and possibly throw your e-reader at the wall… more than once! <- You’ve been warned. 😉

 





Purchase Links:

Amazon: US : AU : CA: UK

iBooks
US : UK  


Excerpt:
 

Shaking my head, I tell him the god’s honest truth. “I wasn’t lying to you when I told you I’m over those fairy tales. I just want to concentrate on being here, in the moment, in real life from now on.”
“How come Gin?”
I can’t help but snort. Needless to say, it’s rather indelicate and garners the attention of the two men in front of us. That doesn’t stop me from telling Lucas exactly why I’ve given up on believing my mother’s fairy tales. “Because my mom thought she found prince charming once upon a time, and instead she ended up with an idiot wrapped in tin foil. If that’s what believing in her fairy tales is going to get me, I’d rather live in the real world.”
Both Lucas’s Commander and the other man known as Baker start laughing, but my eyes are glued to the man next to me who isn’t laughing at all. When the front quiets back down, Lucas murmurs, “If I’m not your prince charming anymore, then who am I Gin?”
My heart starts pounding in my chest as the truth practically slaps me in the face. With our past always between us, and Lucas’s insecurities that I haven’t really forgiven him for causing me so much pain over the years, I only hope Lucas understands what I’m trying to say when I say it. “It’s hard to resist a bad boy who’s a good man.”

His eyes search my face for a minute, and just when I think I’ve screwed it all up between us again, he leans forward, puts his forehead against my own and whispers back. “It’s a damn good thing I fell in love with a good girl who knows when to be bad then.”

 



 



~~ Get all three books in one box set ~~

Sweet Series Box Set

Published: Dec 19th, 2016


Purchase Links:

Amazon
US : AU : CA : UK

iBooks
US : UK



Ex Ops Series:
 

Secret Maneuvers #1 – Available Now
Stripping Her Defenses #2 – Available Now
Mission Delivery #2.5 – Available Now

Sweet Series (Lucas Young):

Sweet Agony #1/Ex Ops #3 – Available Now
Sweet Recovery #2/Ex Ops #4 – Available Now
Sweet Eternity #3/Ex Ops #5 – Available Now

 


About the Author:Jessie Lane

Jessie Lane is a best-selling author of Paranormal and Contemporary Romance, as well as, Upper YA Paranormal Romance/Fantasy.

She lives in Kentucky with her two little Rock Chicks in-the-making and her over protective alpha husband that she’s pretty sure is a latent grizzly bear shifter. She has a passionate love for reading and writing naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them.

She’s also a proud member of the Romance Writers of America (RWA).

 

Connect with Jessie:

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BLOG TOUR ~ Sweet Eternity by Jessie Lane


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Sweet Eternity by Jessie Lane
Sweet Series Book 3; Ex-Ops Book 5
Published: Dec 19th 2016

 


Blurb:

Roses are red, my life is blue, and the man I love is a fool.

 

Virginia Wellington has accepted her fate of being a pawn in her father’s criminal underworld games, especially if it keeps the people she loves safe. The problem is Lucas has discovered her secrets and the reason she walked away from him. Now he’s determined to save her, even if she doesn’t want to be saved.

 

I’m not Prince Charming. I’m the guy who kicked Prince Charming’s ass.

 

Lucas Young now knows why the woman he’s loved since he was a boy disappeared from his life. It’s time he rescued his angel and showed her once and for all that by his side is exactly where she belongs.

 

Warning: This is the third (and last) book in a three-part serial spin-off from the Ex Ops Series. Each of the three books will feature a piece of Lucas & Ginny’s story and leads directly into the next installment.

IN OTHER WORDS, NO MORE CLIFFHANGER! YIPPEE! Also, be forewarned this story will make you laugh, cry, and possibly throw your e-reader at the wall… more than once! <- You’ve been warned. 😉

 





Purchase Links:

Amazon: US : AU : CA: UK

iBooks
US : UK  


Excerpt:
Shaking my head, I tell him the god’s honest truth. “I wasn’t lying to you when I told you I’m over those fairy tales. I just want to concentrate on being here, in the moment, in real life from now on.”
“How come Gin?”
I can’t help but snort. Needless to say, it’s rather indelicate and garners the attention of the two men in front of us. That doesn’t stop me from telling Lucas exactly why I’ve given up on believing my mother’s fairy tales. “Because my mom thought she found prince charming once upon a time, and instead she ended up with an idiot wrapped in tin foil. If that’s what believing in her fairy tales is going to get me, I’d rather live in the real world.”
Both Lucas’s Commander and the other man known as Baker start laughing, but my eyes are glued to the man next to me who isn’t laughing at all. When the front quiets back down, Lucas murmurs, “If I’m not your prince charming anymore, then who am I Gin?”
My heart starts pounding in my chest as the truth practically slaps me in the face. With our past always between us, and Lucas’s insecurities that I haven’t really forgiven him for causing me so much pain over the years, I only hope Lucas understands what I’m trying to say when I say it. “It’s hard to resist a bad boy who’s a good man.”

His eyes search my face for a minute, and just when I think I’ve screwed it all up between us again, he leans forward, puts his forehead against my own and whispers back. “It’s a damn good thing I fell in love with a good girl who knows when to be bad then.”

 




~~ Get all three books in one box set ~~

Sweet Series Box Set

Published: Dec 19th, 2016

 

Purchase Links:

Amazon
US : AU : CA : UK

iBooks
US : UK



Ex Ops Series:
 

Secret Maneuvers #1 – Available Now
Stripping Her Defenses #2 – Available Now
Mission Delivery #2.5 – Available Now

Sweet Series (Lucas Young):

Sweet Agony #1/Ex Ops #3 – Available Now
Sweet Recovery #2/Ex Ops #4 – Available Now

Sweet Eternity #3/Ex Ops #5 – Available Now

 


About the Author:Jessie Lane

 

Jessie Lane is a best-selling author of Paranormal and Contemporary Romance, as well as, Upper YA Paranormal Romance/Fantasy.

She lives in Kentucky with her two little Rock Chicks in-the-making and her over protective alpha husband that she’s pretty sure is a latent grizzly bear shifter. She has a passionate love for reading and writing naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them.

She’s also a proud member of the Romance Writers of America (RWA).

 

Connect with Jessie:

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