Why you should Read More Romance 

 Why You Should Read More Romance
There’s nothing quite like curling up in a comfy chair with a glass of wine and a good romance novel. For some it’s a rare guilty-pleasure; for others it’s an envy-inducing routine; but few realize that reading a good romance novel is also a great way to better your sex life in addition to your emotional and mental well-being.

Take a look at a few of the added perks that passionate paperbacks have to offer.

They Can Spur Your Creativity

One of the most obvious perks of reading romance novels is the exposure to new romantic scenarios. Did a particular chapter have you pining for candlelit dinner? Maybe there was one passage that kept you dreaming about a new position for days. If so, put your newly found interests to good use with your partner!

As WebMD.com explains, the old “use it or lose it” motto is actually pretty accurate when it comes to sexual desire. This means that having sex makes you want it even more, while not having sex makes you desire it less.

Reading romance novels can give you the encouraging push you need to heat things up again. After a few new adventurous undertakings in the bedroom (or elsewhere), you might not be able to keep your hands off one another!

They Help You Gain New Perspective

Sometimes people don’t realize the limited perspectives they have access to in life. Friends and family, although with good intentions, usually reinforce our own views, and it can be difficult to see things outside our own mindset. Reading romance novels provides a unique opportunity to gain empathy for your partner, because you can relate the experiences you read about to situations in your own relationship. By getting an inside look at how other couples interact and feel, you may be able to communicate more effectively with your loved one.

There are even books that have started taking this perk to another level for readers. If you’ve read the popular E.L. James novel, Fifty Shades of Grey (and really, who hasn’t at this point), then there’s a lot to be gained from reading her newest installment to the series, Grey. As explained in the description from AdamEve.com, this novel follows the same storyline of the first, but it is told from the perspective of Christian Grey, rather than Anastasia Steele. By reading both novels, you can learn the different ways each partner sees certain situations and possibly gain insight to the different views your own partner has.

They Can Better Your Overall Health

In addition to the impact romance novels can have on your sexual health, they can also serve to better your cognitive health. According to an article from RD.com, reading romance novels satisfies much more than just your mental need for entertainment. They cited a particular study from Rush University Medical Center that proved that “Adults who spent their downtime doing creative or intellectual activities (like reading) had a 32 percent slower rate of cognitive decline later in life than those who did not.”

They also stated that reading could reduce stress, boost your vocabulary, and help strengthen your memory.

What can’t these novels accomplish?

Romance novels have become much more mainstream in the last few years. However, on the rare occasion that someone still gives you a hard time for indulging in a passionate paperback, just brush it off and remember: Your mind, body, and sex life are much better off.

Wish he was you by Robichaux

Wish He Was You: The Blogger Diaries Book 2
KD Robichaux
The Blogger Diaries by KD Robichaux are not standalone novels and must be read in order. Read book 1, Wished for You, before reading Wish He Was You, or you won’t meet Jason, the tall, dark, sexy, tatted-up bad boy, aka the book boyfriend of the series.
Description of Wished for You, Book 1
Kayla’s Chick Rant & Book Blog 
Blog Post: 1/17/15 

My name is Kayla and I’m a blogger who believes in fairy tales. Through the anonymity of my blog, along with my reviews of the steamy novels I like to read, I tell the stories of my own search for love. No matter how disastrous they turn out—and believe me, you will ask yourself ‘Did that really happen?’—I never gave up, knowing my soul mate was out there somewhere. 
When my big brother invited me to move to Houston for a semester of college, I jumped at the opportunity to leave my small hometown to see what it was like to live in a big city. Having no friends and not knowing where to go, I met a guy online and met up with him that night. Because…YOLO, right? 
Turns out, he was an okay guy. Not ‘The One’, but still, a good enough guy to spend time with. But then, he introduced me to his best friend Jason, and my world tilted on its axis. The dark, tough, tatted-up guy, who was too broody for his own good, captivated me. 
But he made it perfectly clear, I wasn’t his type. 

The Blogger Diaries Trilogy is the true story of how I met, fell for, lost, and got a 
second chance at love with my soul mate. The names of everyone EXCEPT me, Jason, my family, and my best friend have been changed to protect their identities. Full of youthful stupidity, leading to bad decisions and lots of angst, it is a real life story, where inevitably things are messy. 
No one can look back at their late teens and early twenties and not think of moments that make them ask, What the hell was I thinking? Every second of this trilogy is true, exactly as it happened. 
The first book, ‘Wished For You’, is a tale of finding ‘the one’ too early, and then having to let them go. 
PLEASE NOTE: This is a true trilogy, meaning the first two books END ON CLIFFHANGERS. But if you take the journey with me, in the end, I promise you a happily ever after you will never forget. 
I know I won’t. 
Description of Wish He Was You, Book 2
Kayla’s Chick Rant & Book Blog 
Blog Post 8/21/15

Heartbroken and devastated, I moved back home to North Carolina after the man I loved more than anything told me he didn’t want me anymore. 
After my disastrous dating history, I had finally found the one, my soul mate, and then he just threw me away like I meant nothing to him. So, what was I supposed to do now? 
I did what any woman who had her heart ripped to shreds would do. I rebounded. And I rebounded hard. 
My life spun and progressed at whirlwind speed as I tried desperately to fill the hole Jason had left inside me. 
I had myself fooled for a while there, until the newness of everything wore off, until the whirlwind slowed to a grinding halt and I was forced to stop and realize exactly what I’d done. I suppose I could’ve trained myself to be content with Aiden, but all I did was… 
Wish He Was You 

This is book 2 in the Blogger Diaries Trilogy. It CANNOT be read as a standalone. Please read book 1, Wished for You, before beginning this continuation of the story. 
Stalk the Author:
KD Robichaux wanted to be a romance author since the first time she picked up her mom’s Sandra Brown books at the ripe old age of twelve. She went to college to become a writer, but then married and had babies. Putting her dream job on hold to raise her family as a stay at home mom, who read entirely too much, she created a blog where she could keep her family and friends up-to-date on all the hottest reads. From there, by word of mouth, her blog took off and she began using her hard-earned degree as a Senior Editor for Hot Tree Editing. When her kids started school, and with the encouragement from her many author friends, she finally sat down and started working on her first series, The Blogger Diaries, her very own real life romance.

Allicit Angels by Alicia Taylor

Title: Illicit Angels.
Author: Alicia Taylor.
Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense.
Release date: August 15th 2015.

Eternity Rivera had a fairy tale life until one fateful night intruders stormed her home, destroying it and her parents in their passing, leaving her and her baby sister behind. With the help of her uncle, she soon learns that life moves on, until a monster comes lurking into her room at night. When she finally makes the decision to change her life for the better, Eternity is hit with another life-altering blow. Sometimes life is cruel and unkind and kicks you up the arse, leading you down a dark path you want nothing to do with. Sometimes we don’t have a choice. 

Ryke Justice has lived his life in purgatory for the last ten years, but to him, it’s just another day in the office. They don’t call him Justice for no reason; you mess with the boss and you’re messing with him. Justice will come and you won’t even be expecting it. That is until an Angel finally turns his head and becomes the envy of every girl there. She ignites his desires, stirring his black soul back to life, but is she strong enough to withstand his monster? 

Can Eternity save Justice from himself? Can Ryke finally give into his deepest darkest desires? Has his monster finally met his mate? 

Choices will be made, Justice will be served, and things are about to get hot. It’s time to go to the dark side. 

Welcome to Illicit Angels.

Warning! This book isn’t your typical romance. It’s dark, dirty, and dangerous. This series contains dark subject matter, including sexual abuse, kidnapping, torture, rape and murder. 18+ only.

This story is part of a six part series, each approx. 50-60k words in length.

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Eternity.” His voice has a deep baritone, and it seems to vibrate deep in my
bones. “Please come and take a seat.” His tone holds no room for argument and I
find my feet taking me to sit in the chair across from him before my brain
registers the motion. “I’m going to tell you how things work here. I don’t want
you to speak. You will hear me out, and I will answer any questions you have
after I’ve finished. Do you understand?” I nod my head, too afraid to speak.
This man is pure evil. It emanates from him in dark clouds, covering me in
shadows. He seems to loom over me but that’s impossible; he’s five feet away
from me.
“I’m going to
tell you a story. This is your story. When I’ve finished it, you will
understand what we expect of you. Okay?” At my nod, he begins my story. “A long
time ago, your father approached me. He made a deal with me, and you were the
promise. You became club property, but this deal had conditions. I accepted all
your father’s conditions and everything was running smoothly. That was, until
you fucking disappeared. Vanished into thin air,” he says. Black Eyes takes a
deep breath through his nose, and his jaw clenches tightly. “That deal was
broken the minute you went underground. When you resurfaced, I came for what
was mine.”
I try to
process his words. If what he’s saying is the truth, then Carlos was right. My
daddy did sell me. But he thinks I’ve been underground, whatever that means. If
it means what I think it does, then he is crazy. This isn’t some mob story.
This is my life.
“What was–” I
don’t get to finish my question. Black Eyes stands, knocking his leather seat
back against the wall. He slams his hands on his desk, and the noise bounces
around the room, echoing. I hold my breath and wait for him to speak.
“I said you
speak when I’ve fucking finished. You said you understood. If you don’t, little
girl, then I will make you understand. I’ll fucking gag you. Keep your mouth
shut, otherwise I’ll make you. We clear?” he growls. His voice rises, anger
lacing his words. My breath hitches, but I remain silent. “Good girl,” he says
in a calmer voice. “Illicit Angels is exactly what it implies in the title.
Rich men pay an exorbitant amount of money to fuck beautiful girls – beautiful
Angels, to be more precise. It’s indecent. It’s immoral. It’s illicit.”
“Rich men buy
their way in but, occasionally, we allow a promise. A promise is a sale. We get
the gift of a new girl. They gain entry. When a promise is broken, we end that
promise. A long time ago, you should have been taken out. Wiped out,” he
hisses. “You disappeared before that could happen. Now that you’re back in our
clutches and I can see your potential, there are a few choices to make,
Eternity. You see, I want that promise back, but a new deal had to be struck. I
can’t just take a promise back. It would be bad for business. In this life, you
should already be dead.”
My brain swirls
with questions, but I’m frozen. Stuck in his story. What choices are there? My
daddy wanted into this club? He wanted to cheat on my mum? Why would he want to
come here? Surely, if he wanted to cheat, then he could have picked up a
mistress. He didn’t need to sell me. He chose to. Hate and hurt
ripples through my veins, hot and swift.
“You get six
months before you’re claimed, Eternity,” Black Eyes says, drawing my attention
back to him. “Six months to make a good impression. You can’t be a promise, but
you can be a new Angel. For the first month, the bidders can only look
at you and touch bare skin. The next two months, they can taste you. Give you
untold pleasure,” he says nonchalantly. Black Eyes speaks as if we’re
discussing the bloody weather, and his cool demeanour makes me want to scream. I
don’t want goddamn pleasure.
“The following three months they can give and
receive pleasure. They’ll teach you how they like it and you will learn
to submit to their every demand. Their every need. At the six-month mark, they
will bid. The winning bidder will own you. You will become theirs to control,
theirs to use, theirs to do with as they damn well please. I’m sure their first
order of business will be to strip you of your virginity. That little lining
inside will make you pussy gold. They’ll pay a pretty penny for you. There is
one slight problem. Your promise wants you, and it seems he’s willing to stake
his claim now. You have six months to make your decision, Eternity. You can
persuade a bidder to want you enough to go up against Justice, or you can face
the man himself and accept your fate. Justice won’t let you go. He’ll fight
until you’re his. You have to decide which route to follow. Both will result in
you being Justice’s, but you can fight for something better. I’m not sure
you’re strong enough to withstand Justice’s darkness.”     
 Once he’s finished talking, he just stares at
me, captivating me with his pitch black eyes. I want to speak, but I’m not sure
if he’s testing me so I stay quiet. Black Eye’s smirks and nods his head.
“Good girl,” he
praises. It was a test! “Do you understand what is to happen over the
next six months?” I nod my head but still don’t say a word. “Do you accept these
terms?” Black clouds swamp my mind. This is all too much. I don’t want any of
this. I didn’t choose any of this, and I won’t accept it. But I’m too scared to
answer him. A chill darts down my spine when anger twists his face at my
non-response, and a frisson of fear, cold and brewing, unfurls in my stomach.
“Do. You. Accept. These. Fucking. Terms?” he spits, each word separated and
angry. When I still don’t answer, he storms around his desk to stand beside me.
I flinch, expecting a blow, but none comes. I peek up at him and find him
panting in rage. “Speak,” he growls.
“What if…” I
pause, clearing my throat. My mouth is dry and terror is overwhelming me. “What
if I don’t accept?” I ask, hesitantly. Black Eyes laughs at me, a sparkle of
delight fills his soulless gaze.
“Well, here is
your problem. I was made a promise, and that promise wasn’t fulfilled. I want
the debt paid. I was promised a daughter, and I’m going to have one. I know
Rivera has two daughters,” he drawls, pausing to let his words sink in. My eyes
widen when I get where he’s going with this. I shake my head. This can’t be
“Little Nevaeh is acceptable as payment, but I thought you would
want to accept the fate your father gave you rather than subject your baby
sister to it. I’m more than happy to have Nevaeh in your place if you don’t
“No,” I gasp.
Emotion, swift and violent, rushes through me. I’ve spent the last four years
protecting my sister. I won’t let it all be for nothing. “I’ll do it,” I weep.
“I’ll stay.”
“I thought you
might,” he replies, smugly. “Now you just have to decide if you’re going to
fight for your place or be consumed by Justice.”
“Who is
Justice?” I whisper, brokenly.
“He’s someone
who will destroy you, little girl. You’re not strong enough to be with him.
Justice will swallow you whole.”
“Why?” I choke.


“Because you
made him feel,” he empathises. “But I can see you’re not strong enough.
If you break at this point, then you are too weak to go against him.”


About the Author:


I was born and raised in the East I live with my family and mass of animals – I’m a huge family and animal lover. Writing powerful love stories and creating Alpha males with a dash of darkness has become a passion of mine, and I have many stories and characters swirling in my head that I can’t wait to share with you all. Is it weird to have so many voices in my head? I’m not crazy, I promise… maybe a little bit. 
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Innocence by Holly J Gill 


Innocence by Holly J Gill 

Book 1 in the Innocence Series 

Buy Links 

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Amazon US


Quote: ‘Don’t make promises you cannot keep!’ 
Calvin Edwards, has everything he could dream about, perfect lifestyle, running the family real-estate company back in London. He takes a holiday up North to visit his parents, only when out walking on his parents land, he finds a young pregnant woman attempting to take her life. Calvin wishes to help, becoming a friend through her troubles, only fears he’s out of his depth, let alone discovers his past comes back to life, sending his life crashing. 
Kacey is pregnant and her life is out of control, with nowhere left to go. She descends on her mum for one last chance for help, only the door is slammed in her face. At her wits end, alone, scared and helpless until Calvin comes along. He becomes a dear friend giving her kindness. Only what she’d pushed to the back of her mind through selfish pain, is back. Her past has come back to life!



5 Star review 

   Well I’ve enjoyed all of Holly ‘s previous books ,but this one was written in a completely different direction to her others . I wasn’t sure what to expect . Well what can I say other than ‘when is book two out’ . Loved it from beginning to end , you could feel both of their pain on the decisions life had put in front of them .not sure where to go who to turn too, yet she came through it all and is still fighting. What a roller coaster ride she had ,then after all those years she meets a man who seems to care about her ,like no one has for such a long time ,only to find he was the someone she had to run away from ,frightened he would disown her like her mother did . Bringing her mother to mind as someone I would like to disown , treating her daughter the way she did ,leaving her homeless , helpless on the streets vulnerable .while she carries on leading a normal life .. what amazes me is they all feel there suffering more ! They haven’t lived the life of hell she has ,quitting her family ,giving something precious up ..well without telling you the whole story , this was a book I enjoyed from beginning till end ….

About the Author  

I’m a wife, mum of three all grown up and fleeing their nests and I’m a proud nana to twins. I live in England a town called Grimsby where I work as a care assistant in a residential home. I enjoy spending quality time with my family. Me and hubby have a secret hideaway for peace and quiet in a sweet idyllic campsite were we like to pitch a tent close to York one of my favourite cities. I enjoy touring around the UK, sight-seeing, visiting stately homes and castles. Hobbies I like to read and write. I have been writing since being a young girl, always having a wild imagination which never ceases to amaze me. When writing I am not committed to one genre I like to move around wherever my mood takes me. I currently have an erotic series out called Desires about a sex club. And finally I have a terrible sweet tooth especially when it comes to treacle sponge.
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Starry Knight by Nina Mason

Today, we are featuring Starry Knight by Nina Mason, the author of The Queen of Swords and Devil in Duke’s Clothing, among other books. Starry Knight is Ms. Mason’s fifth novel and the first in a new erotic paranormal/urban fantasy series titled The Knights of Avalon. The series–which combines paranormal and occult elements with Celtic and Arthurian legend–tells the story of four “knights” under the spell of the evil faery queen Morgan Le Fay.
Can these star-crossed lovers bridge two worlds?

British aristocrat Vanessa Bentley has beauty, fame, and fortune, but
she gets no respect for her decision to become a paranormal
investigator. Determined to prove the naysayers wrong, Vanessa ventures
to the misty moors of Caithness, Scotland. There stands the immense
Castle Barrogill, where a vampire is rumored to be stalking the
dungeons—a vampire Vanessa is determined to find. She’ll just have to
get past the resident shape-shifter…
Callum Lyon is the gorgeous reclusive astrologer and faery knight who guards the castle. For free-spirited Vanessa, seducing him proves to be easy. After all, he was once a breeding drone to a Queen. But astrologically, their differences are harder to overcome. Will Vanessa’s mission—and Callum’s secrets—be more than their burgeoning love can take? Or will flesh—and blood—win
over the ghosts that haunt them both? ….

Buy it now!
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Here’s an excerpt:

this scene, the hero, a centuries-old faery knight whose life has been devoid
of romance, is doing his best to woo Lady Vanessa, a free-spirited “poor little
rich girl” and paranormal investigator who, unbeknownst to him, is using sex to
gain access to his castle. He’s spent the day showing her around Caithness and,
in the midst of a sunset stroll on the beach, has suggested they take shelter
from the wind in a nearby cave.
Callum got to his feet, took
Vanessa’s hand, and pulled her across the dunes toward the cliffs. She couldn’t
see the entrance to the cave until he swept back a curtain of vines. She
followed him through the narrow entrance, holding tightly to his hand. The
interior was cool, dark, and smelled a bit fishy, but not offensively so.
Stepping in front of her, he put a
hand on her chin and lifted her gaze to his. The spark between them was
palpable and she longed for him to kiss her. She licked her lips invitingly,
hoping he’d take the hint.
“You’re very bonny, mo dearbadan-de,” he said softly,
seductively, as he brushed back a wayward strand of her hair.
“What did you just call me?”
“My butterfly,” he said, “in
She put her arms around his neck
and offered him her mouth. He accepted, nibbling and flicking his tongue
against her lips. She pulled the band from his ponytail, freeing his windblown
mane. As it tumbled around his shoulders, she wove her fingers among its silky
strands, pressing his mouth harder against hers.
When he offered his tongue, she
greeted it with her own. He moaned—a deep, needful sound that dumped accelerant
on her desire. She thrust her hips against him, finding him as aroused as she
was. He pushed back, grinding against her as he walked her backward toward the
wall of the cave. As her back met rough rock, warm fingers came under her
blouse, climbed her ribs, and pushed under her bra. As he teased her nipples,
something deep in her core turned all soft and molten.
She was air, he fire, and right
now, she wanted his light and heat, wanted him to consume her in a crackling
He broke out of the kiss, moved his
mouth to her ear, and nibbled the lobe. She grew weak in the knees as his
tongue traced the sensitive inner folds.
“Why do you run away from love, mo dearbadan-de?” he whispered huskily.
“Do you see it as a trap?”
“More a fraud than a trap.”
“And sex isn’t?”
“With sex, you know what you’re
“And when it’s over, you’ve got
“How is love different?”
“I don’t know,” he said, “having
never felt it.”
“We’re alike in that,” she said, “but from what I’ve observed, it’s a mirage people only chase because they feel
incomplete within themselves.”
Taking her face between his hands,
he trained her in his riveting gaze. “Do you truly believe that?”
He let her go, turned his back, and
stepped away. For the longest time, he stood there, just out of reach, saying
nothing. Then, as suddenly as he’d turned his back, he rounded on her with eyes
like yellow coals. “Tell me, Madame Butterfly. Who made you feel so unlovable?”
The question impaled her like a
red-hot spike. Damn him for asking it, for digging so deep, for skewering her
with his probe. She suddenly felt ridiculous, like some poor little rich girl.
She’d been born into wealth and privilege. What right did she have to be
unhappy? So what if her parents didn’t love her or she had no true friends.
Get over yourself.
What right did she have to wallow
in self-pity when children were starving, people were dying of Ebola, and the
planet was being raped on a daily basis? She deserved no compassion, despite
the searing wound she did her best to ignore.
“I have no idea what you’re talking
about,” she said in a voice that sounded faint and faraway under the
blood-thunder in her ears.
“No? Then why have you closed your
Defiance bubbled in her heart like
hot tar. Damn him for trying to get past the battlements she’d spent years
erecting hurt by hurt and brick by brick. If anything, she should build her
walls higher where this bedeviling baron was concerned, not let him wear them
down like rain.
“Did you bring me in here to
psychoanalyze me?”
“No,” he whispered, the heat of his
breath caressing, soothing. His hand glided purposefully down her body and
pushed between her legs. As he stimulated her through her knickers, she threw
back her head and expelled a soft sigh—of pleasure and relief. A rapacious
lover, she was equal to. A probing one, not so much.
As he stroked her through the satin
crotch of her knickers, desire fluttered in her abdomen like an injured bird.
He’d struck too close to home. She’d didn’t feel loveable because she’d never
felt loved. Not for one single, solitary moment of her entire privileged life.
She’d had a chain of nannies who believed children should be seen but not heard
before being packed off to boarding school where she was treated with equal
detachment. Her parents, in short, had hired others to raise her—no, make that train her. In their eyes, she was a hunk
of clay to be molded, not a human being to be nurtured. How disappointed they
must have been when they got an outspoken nonconformist in place of the pretty
marionette they’d paid for.
Callum’s finger came inside her
knickers and began to circle her clitoris, smothering her bitterness in the
syrup of pleasure. The orgasm charged and retreated, charged and retreated, and
then finally exploded in a heavenly cascade.
Setting his hands on the wall on
either side of her head, he docked his forehead against hers and said, “I’d
rather chase the mirage than die alone without hope in the desert.”

Here’s a little more about the series from the author:

The Knights of Avalon, the four-part erotic PNR/UF series
Starry Knight launches, was born of a simple idea: to write a series
incorporating different forms of divination. From that kernel grew the far more
complex world of the series. The “knights” of Avalon, the enchanted otherworld
isle featured in Arthurian and Celtic legend, were Scottish noblemen who, after
falling in battle, were taken by the fairies to serve as breeding drones to
their queen. Each of the four books in the series tells the story of a
particular knight and the heroine whose love saves him from his unhappy

Each knight grapples with a different relationship
with Morgan Le Fay, the cruel and selfish queen of Avalon. Callum Lyon, the hero
of Starry Knight (book one), is free of Morgan’s influence, having escaped enslavement
after faking his own death. Leith MacQuill, the hero of Dark and Stormy Knight
(book two), was expelled from Avalon after the queen discovered his amour with
one of her scouts. In book three, which I’ve yet to write, Axel Lochlann, a
rune-casting Scot of Viking descent, guards the portal between Hitherworld (our
realm) and Thitherworld (the otherworldly realm).  The fourth knight, Finn MacKnight, doesn’t know what he is or that he’s destined to fulfill an ancient prophecy telling of the queen’s overthrow by a “natural-born” drone. Because of this prophecy, Morgan kills all the male children she bears and punishes the knights who
father them

Avalonian knights are vampire-like, but not vampires per se. Members of the Unseelie Fae, they drink blood and can assume the form
of any creature they choose, but generally take the form of a particular animal to hunt. Callum’s preferred form is a lion, Leith’s is a Kellas Cat, Axel’s is a gyrfalcon, and Finn’s is a jaguar.
Astrology is the new-age element featured in Starry Knight (hence the name). Callum, the court astrologer to King James IV, fell in
battle in 1513, after warning the king the stars did not favor the invasion of England. Ignoring Callum’s advice proved costly to the king and his astrologer.
In modern times, Callum lives in the northernmost county of Scotland as a reclusive political astrologer. The heroine, a
free-spirited English aristocrat named Vanessa Bentley, comes to Caithness with the goal of getting inside Barrogill Castle. She’s just finished her training as a paranormal investigator and the London paparazzi have been giving her a
hard time. Legend has it a vampire lives at Callum’s castle, so she decides to seduce the gorgeous, golden-haired baron to gain entry to his otherwise inaccessible abode. Needless to say, both get a lot more than hot sex (but also plenty of
that!) from the bargain they strike.
Tarot cards, voodoo, ghosts, and the more
traditional form of vampire also play roles in the plot. I hope readers enjoy Starry Knight and the rest of the series as much as I have enjoyed writing it!


Here’s a little more about the author:
Nina Mason
Nina Mason is a hopeful romantic with strong
affinities for history, mythology, and the metaphysical. She strives to write
the same kind of books she loves to read: those that entertain, edify, educate,
and enlighten.She has four books out at present and three more on the way. Her current
releases are, in order of publication: The
Queen of Swords
, a darkly erotic Scottish paranormal romance/urban fantasy;
The Tin Man, a political thriller;
and Devil in Duke’s Clothing and The Duke’s Bedeviled Bride, the first
two installments in an erotic historical series titled Royal Pains. Book three
of Royal Pains will be released in October.

Starry Knight is the first book in a
four-part paranormal romance series titled The Knights of Avalon. The series
combines Arthurian legend, Celtic mythology, and Scottish history to tell the
story of four mortals taken by the faeries after falling in battle. The Knights
of Avalon are the breeding drones of the legendary sorceress Morgan Le Fay.
Book Two, Dark and Stormy Knight, will
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The Immortal Compromise by Shannon Bell


The Immortal Compromise
by Shannon Bell
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Dylan, Nico, and Olivier are working on a compromise that allows
them to live within the city together. There are power struggles going on
everywhere and Dylan is learning that it’s becoming a liability that she is
still mortal. However, she’s not ready to let go of her mortality. Dylan and
Nico are growing stronger as a power couple and that is causing some feelings
of jealousy from a few different people within their lives. Dylan is learning
about being “a sensitive” and trying to forge a new home within Paris. Will she
be able to survive as a mortal? Can Nico and Olivier come up with a compromise
that allows them to work together?

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Shannon Bell
grew up in Florida and has always dreamed about vampires – and still secretly
hopes they exist. She is married to someone who tolerates her crazy
story-telling about Romania and has a daughter she hopes will have the same
enthusiasm for vampires when she grows up that her mommy does.
Shannon has a Bachelor’s degree in Creative Writing from the University of
Central Florida as well as an online degree in vampirology. She is a full-time
writer and currently hard at work on her next novel.

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Fate & Uprising by Kate Bonham


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Title: Fate (Fallen from Grace #1)

Author: Kate Bonham

Release: March 10, 2015

Ace is a reaper for Purgatory; calming lost souls while they await their final judgment. His latest Death Report was a job like any other, until he interrupts the demons that have been unleashed to kill her. She was just meant to be a job, but she turned out to be so much more.

Faye was unprepared for Ace’s entry into her life. Never before had she met anyone who could make her heart skip a beat even as he froze it with fear. Now, not only had he saved her from demons from Hell, he was trying to tell her she wasn’t human.

A war has begun between the Fallen and Archangels. The winner gets power over all realms. Has the world’s Fate been determined before Faye’s true destiny can begin?






Title: Uprising (Fallen from Grace #2)

Author: Kate Bonham

Release: June 30, 2015

Lee had never known anything but running and hiding from the ‘mafia’ looking for her Uncle Sam. The last four years had been great, however. They’d settled in Washington close to her other Uncle Ahren and his wife Beth. She was finally home. All seems to be going well in her life. Why then is she attracted to the man stalking her? The man who claims she is some kind of angel and has great powers. Shouldn’t she run to Sam and tell him everything? Instead she trusts the man named Chael.

When the war threatens to erupt on Earth, Chael has no choice. He has to tell Lee the truth about who she is, and take her to the one place where she is safe…that is…until she’s stolen again. Chael must track her down and fight the war between the rogue Fallen and Fallen…will they succeed before Hell’s demons are unleashed on the world?

Sacrifices must be made. Will Chael save Lee before it’s too late?






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Kate was born and raised in Sydney, Australia with her two parents and two brothers. She was always a dreamer even as a teen when she would dream of the moment, while in Maths class, her knight in shining armour would come and rescue her from the tedious learnings of algebra and Pythagoras’ theorem. It was at that moment, she realised that if she wanted her knight to come through the door, she’d need to dream him up.
She’s been doing it ever since.
Kate lives in Western Sydney with her loving and patient boyfriend and their zoo of pets.

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Ignited(Unclaimed 2) by Laurie Wetzel


( August 4th to August 13th, 2015)

Ignited(Unclaimed 2) by Laurie Wetzel



Book- Ignited ( Unclaimed 2)
Release Date- 10th August,2015
Genre- Young Adult paranormal romance
Goodreads link-https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25744874-ignited




After surviving an attack from a demon that killed her friend, Maddy Page thought the worst was over.

It’s not.

Word is spreading through the supernatural world about Maddy, the mortal girl with rare gifts. Some want to use her powers; others want to destroy her. One wants to protect her—her boyfriend, an angel named MJ.

MJ knows that the demon that attacked Maddy was sent to collect her by someone very powerful. Someone he has tried and failed to stop before. MJ can’t beat him, but he will do whatever it takes to keep Maddy safe, even if it means turning his back on his own kind.








The air around us stills. The sounds from the water and animals disappear. It’s as if nature is curious about the effects an immortal kissing a … well, whatever I am … will have on its delicate balance.

Don’t forget—you’re not just any mortal. You stopped me when I made the worst mistake of my life and tried to attack you. You fought off an abnormally skilled demon and saved your sister. As horrified as I am that you had to do that, I’m also glad you can defend yourself.

I’m done.
I’m done being a pawn in their game.
I’m done being her puppet.
I’m done being kept in the dark.

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Maddy’s beautiful mouth falls as she gasps.
“I–I don’t know if I can.”
“Try. That’s all I’m asking.”
“No, it’s not. You don’t know what you’re asking.
That dream … it’s different. I can’t—I can’t explain it.
It’s just—”
Tears line her eyes. Moisture fills the air around us,
ready and waiting to fall as rain the moment that teardrop
breaks free. I will not be the reason behind her pain. I pull
her into me, wrapping my arms around her.
“Hey. It’s okay. You don’t have to explain. I know you
were unconscious and had no control over anything that
happened to you. I just wanted to understand what you
saw and how you saw it. We don’t need to try it. It’s fine.
Nothing is more important to me than you.”
For several moments, she’s silent in my arms. But her
emotions are so chaotic, my essence can barely keep up.
Just as swiftly, though, her emotions settle inside her and
calmness fills the air around us. She’s made her decision.
We’re done for the day. I’m not disappointed or upset by
this. I will never force her to do anything she doesn’t want
to do. I respect her choice.
“If we do this,” she begins, “and it does work,
what then?”
I arch a brow, caught off guard by her question.
Does this mean she’s considering it? I choose my next
words carefully, not wanting to sway her one way or
the other. “We could practice—work on strengthening
this ability—”
“No. I mean, what will you do if this works and you
relive that day all over again?”
My mouth opens, but nothing comes out. Her words
sink in, leaving their mark on my soul. I’ve battled millions
of demons and secretly fought against the leader of
the Fallen. Not once did anyone worry for me. Of course
she would.
Me, I hadn’t thought it through that far. If she could
somehow recreate that day and make it feel just as real
as her bridge does … I don’t know what I’d do. It’s not
something I can predict, having never experienced or even
contemplated something like this before. Any other dream
or any other day wouldn’t matter as much, but this is different—
just as she said. It’s the day I failed everyone.
I take an unnecessary breath to push back my thoughts
before I say, “I’ve spent my afterlife trying to atone for
the mistakes I made that day. Perhaps seeing it from
an outsider’s perspective, I could put my own personal
‘demons’ to rest.”
She leans back, and I’m once again lost in the deep
green forest of her eyes. “Okay. I’ll try. But I can’t guarantee
it will work.”
Gently, I place my hand on her cheek—my essence
strengthens inside her. I search out her doubts, trying to
give her the reassurance she needs. Instead I find her heart
racing and her muscles tightening. Even though I can’t read
her mind, I don’t need to. I’ve been matching her emotions
to the thoughts she’s shared, trying to put them together so
I can figure her out and not be so clueless. She isn’t doubting
herself. She’s afraid.
“It’s okay,” I say. “If it works, we’ll be together. And
besides, we know how this works, right? One touch sends
us there. The next one sends us back. You’ll be safe. I’ll be
fine. I promise.”
Her eyes narrow, searching me as she mulls it over for
a moment. Then she nods. “Okay.”
I nod back. “Would it help you concentrate on sending
us if I described the scene to you?”
She shudders. “No. I doubt I’ll ever forget it. I’ll try to
bring us to the part where you met the Village Girl—”
“Lifa. And what do you mean, ‘try’?”
“This is different than the bridge. The bridge is a
real, physical place. This was a dream—a nightmare of
a dream—that doesn’t really exist. Not anymore. Plus,
getting there is only part of the problem. There was a lot
going on in the village. I wouldn’t want us to land in a
pile of rubble or in a fire or in front of people. I don’t even
know if they can see us.”
“It was a dream, Maddy. A vision. It may have felt real,
but it wasn’t. There’s nothing to fear by going back into it.
Dreams can’t hurt you.”
She huffs and shakes her head in disbelief.
“Do you think I would willingly put you at risk?”
For a moment, I think she’s going to argue, then she
bites her lip and turns away. I close the small gap between
us, wrapping my arms around her. My essence feeds off the
excitement building inside her. Within a second, it returns
to me. The outside world falls away, and I’m once again lost
in the dense forest of her emerald-green eyes. I lean down.
Her warm breath kisses my lips—mine are dry, itching to
touch hers.
“You can do this, Maddy. I believe in you.”
Her eyes widen, and then she shuts them.
Darkness descends on me—my body twists and
tightens as if it were being sent through a clothes wringer.
Suddenly the feelings vanish. The darkness fades, and I
open my eyes. Thick black smoke covers the sky. Screams
echo on the wind, which carries the scent I’ve tried to forget.
The smell is my people burning.
I reach for my sword and feel nothing but the coarse
fabric of my jeans.
“MJ!” a voice cries out. I follow the sound to my
Maddy crouching behind a broken wooden cart fifteen feet
in front of me.
I’m torn between rushing to her and rushing to help
my people. There is nothing I can do for them, though.
They all died. This is just a recreation existing in an alternate
plane, like the version of the bridge she sends us to,
but it’s more lifelike than any dream.
Maddy waves her hand, motioning for me to come to
her. If I don’t, it’s just a matter of time before she comes to
me. Besides, her cart offers more protection, even though it
looks as if it might fall apart at any moment. I rush to her
side, taking care not to touch her.
“We didn’t stay together,” she says.
I think back to all the times she’s taken us to the
bridge. No matter what our original position was, it would
be different when we arrived on the bridge. We could be
standing, sitting, or lying down. The distance between
us could be anywhere from a few inches to several feet.
The only thing that remained consistent was that we were
never touching there.
“Maybe that’s just how it works,” I reply. “Or maybe
that will change once you can control it more.”
A thud sounds on the other side of the cart. Maddy
crawls underneath the cart, but it isn’t stable. The front
end is smashed, and the left wheel is barely hanging on. It
could collapse and crush her.
I take a breath, reminding myself this is a dream, and
dreams can’t hurt her, then I follow her under the cart.
A woman lays on the ground with her foot caught on a
human bone—what’s left of one of the villagers. Her dress
is tattered and torn, and her face is hidden behind dirty
golden locks. But still, I know who it is. Lifa.
All at once, I’m lost in a forgotten memory.




I’m dating an angel.
Up until yesterday, I thought they didn’t exist. Now I’m falling in love with one.
Considering the insane events that have happened in the last five days—especially the last twenty-four hours—I shouldn’t be focusing on what MJ is. I am, though.
Whether or not I believed in them, angel references are everywhere. They appear in books, movies, and TV, wearing anything from white togas to trench coats. Their image has been made into figurines and appears on jewelry and even clothes. They’re a symbol of hope that billions of people all over the world have accepted. Some people pray to them daily, assured in their beliefs; others do it in times of desperation, when all hope seems lost. So many people have prayed for a miracle—prayed for proof that someone is listening.
Why then was I chosen over all of them?
I glance over at MJ lying beside me on Hiniker Bridge. He’s staring at the clouds with his head resting on his arms. It’s easy to forget what he is. His short brown hair is messy as if only his fingers have touched it, his hazel eyes suck me in no matter how far apart we are, and his smile shines brighter than high beams on the darkest night. He wears plain white shirts and dark jeans, and somehow on him they look better than a designer outfit—not that I wouldn’t mind seeing him in one. The only thing keeping him from being perfect is the silence coming from his chest.
My heart stutters, pounding out the truth I can’t ignore. MJ is dead.
He is dead and I am not.
A sigh unintentionally leaves my lips.
MJ rolls to face me. “What is it?”
I offer a weak smile. “Nothing.”
He reaches out, taking my hand. A buzzing jolt of energy—his essence—courses through my body, searching for any clues as to what upset me. He frowns, not liking whatever he found.
“No more secrets, remember?”
All morning we’ve been sharing small details of our lives, making good on the promise we made yesterday. MJ’s asked me about school, hobbies, and music. I’ve asked about places he’s traveled and what foods he’d like to try now that he can taste again. As nice as it is to have time like this—where everything is calm—we’re both deflecting.
He’s distracting me from thinking about yesterday—the worst day of my life. I’m avoiding anything even remotely related to his angelic side. But we can’t avoid it forever. At some point, we’ll have to talk about it if I want to have a true relationship with him.


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Book name- Unclaimed by Laurie Wetzel
Genre- YA Paranormal Romance
Release date-8/11/2014

Abandoned by her birth parents and ignored by her adoptive family, Maddy Page believes she is unlovable. She only allows herself to dream of falling in love. That changes when she meets MJ; handsome and kind, MJ penetrates Maddy’s defenses. Maddy soon finds herself confiding in MJ like she has with no one else, revealing secrets even her closest friends don’t know. He makes her feel safe–a feeling she’s never experienced except in her dreams.

When Maddy witnesses MJ disappear and reappear in thin air, she realizes she might have been wrong about him. He could be dangerous–maybe even a killer. Determined to uncover the truth of who–or what–MJ is, Maddy ignores her instinct to run. But she soon realizes that getting close to MJ could cost more than a broken heart–it could cost Maddy her soul.


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Laurie Wetzel has always had a passion for writing, but it wasn’t until a New Years Resolution in 2011 that she finally shared her lifelong dream of being an author with her husband. He read the very first draft of Unclaimed and gave her the words she needed to hear, “This is what you need to be doing.” Three years later the first book in the Unclaimed series was published with the second book expected to be out in 2015. Laurie lives in Mankato, MN, with her husband and two young sons. When she’s not writing, working, or spending time with her family, she’s either reading, running, or catching up on her favorite shows on Netflix. For updates on the Unclaimed series as well as other works in progress, feel free to check her out online!





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Lukas by Carian Cole

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Book Title: Lukas (Ashes & Embers #3)

Author: Carian Cole

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: July 30, 2015

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Storm’s younger cousin.

Vandal’s little brother.

You’ve met him in the background.

The sweet one.

The nice one.

The one they can all rely on.

The good one.

He’s a tattoo artist. He plays metal and classical music – on the violin.

He’s got a body built for sin.

He’s 24.

In comes Ivy. She’s a 36 year old single mom who hasn’t dated in 18 years.

All she wanted was a tattoo.

She got a helluva lot more 🙂

Being good has never been so bad.







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I have a passion for the bad boys, those covered in tattoos, sexy smirks, ripped jeans, fast cars, motorcycles and of course, the sweet girls that try to tame them and win their hearts. My debut series, Ashes & Embers, follows the lives of rock band members as they find, and sometimes lose, the loves of their lives.

My first novel in the Ashes & Embers series, Storm, was published in September of 2014 and book 2, Vandal, was published in February 2015 with several more of this series planned throughout 2015.

Born and raised a Jersey girl, I now reside in beautiful New Hampshire with my husband and our multitude of furry pets and spend most of my time writing, reading, and vacuuming.

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