Beyond Repair (Broken Girl Book 1) by Annie Hughes – FREE


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Lydia Baker is returning home, despite being less than welcome and less than excited about it. The last time she was in the nosy little town of Park Bay, she was being shipped off to the looney-farm by her own father. Her best friend, Kate, is the only reason she’s going back, and Lydia is determined more than ever to fix herself and stop relying so completely on her friend. Which would be
easier if Kate’s judgmental cousin wasn’t in town too and if he didn’t make her drool so damn much.

Callum Reeves hasn’t seen his cousin, Kate, in eight years. Returning home was meant to be the easy comfort that he needed after losing his high flying job in LA, and consequently, his high flying girlfriend. A new job, his hometown, and finally surrounded by what he knows. It would be perfect if it wasn’t for Kate’s nutjob best friend always being around. Her mood changes as often as her hair colour – which is a lot- and all Callum wants to do is strangle her. That is when he’s not thinking about how good she’d look in his bed.

He hates her. She isn’t too fond of him either. He’s a straight-laced townie she can’t understand, and she’s crazy and broken in ways he can’t imagine. Their curiosity for one and other has them discovering things they never knew about themselves as well as each other.

With the entire town watching every move that’s made, Lydia’s ever growing insanity, and Callum’s job with the enemy, what’s the worst that could happen?

WARNING: for mature readers only. Contains profanity, smut, scenes of a sensitive nature, and oodles of poor decisions.

Fur, Fangs, and Felines by M.A. Church – Promo & Excerpt

23631202A snowstorm in the South—on New Year’s Eve—is a perfect recipe for a catastrophe. After two soul-crushing bad breaks, Kirk’s waiting for disaster number three to strike when, naturally, two stray cats arrive on his doorstep during the storm and decide to make themselves at home. Tenderhearted Kirk lets them stay even though there’s something decidedly odd about his overly friendly felines.
Out of the punishing weather and full of tuna, Dolf and Tal are happy to be snug in Kirk’s house. But then their human goes outside for firewood and suffers a nasty fall that leaves him unconscious. Now the two cats have no choice but to reveal themselves.
Kirk wakes up to find the two kitties are actually Dolf and Tal. They’re cat shifters—and his destined mates. Being part of a feline threesome is enough for Kirk to grapple with, but soon he learns they come from a clowder that doesn’t believe humans and shifters should mix. Kirk knew those two cats would be trouble. Little does he know the real trouble lies ahead.
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Une tempête de neige dans le sud, le jour du Nouvel An, est la recette parfaite pour une catastrophe. Après deux incidents dévastateurs, Kirk attend qu’un troisième désastre se produise lorsque, tout naturellement, deux chats errants arrivent sur son palier durant la tempête et décident de faire comme chez eux dans sa maison. Kirk et son grand cœur les laissent rester, même s’il y a décidément quelque chose de bizarre avec ces nouveaux félins bien trop amicaux.

À l’abri du mauvais temps et remplis de thon, Dolf et Tal sont contents d’être blottis dans la maison de Kirk. Mais ensuite, leur humain se rend à l’extérieur à la recherche de bûches pour la cheminée et fait une chute violente qui le laisse inconscient. Les deux chats n’ont plus d’autres choix que de révéler leur identité.

Kirk se réveille et découvre que les deux chats sont en réalité Dolf et Tal ; deux chats métamorphes qui sont ses partenaires destinés. Faire partie d’un trio félin est déjà suffisamment difficile à encaisser pour Kirk, mais il apprend rapidement qu’ils viennent d’un clan qui ne croit pas que les humains et les métamorphes devraient se mélanger. Kirk a conscience que ces deux chats sont sur le point de faire basculer sa vie. Cependant, il ne sait pas que les vraies difficultés se trouvent devant lui.

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Ein Schneesturm im Süden – an Silvester – das kann nur in einer Katastrophe enden. Nach zwei schweren Schicksalsschlägen wartet Kirk nun auf den dritten, als plötzlich zwei Katzen in sein Leben platzen und Schutz vor der Kälte suchen. Kirk nimmt die beiden auf, obwohl er es sich eigentlich nicht leisten kann und die Katzen sich sehr auffällig verhalten. Dolf und Tal machen es sich bei Kirk bequem. Als ihr Mensch beim Holzholen schwer stürzt und sich verletzt, haben die beiden keine andere Wahl, sie müssen offenbaren, was sie sind.
Als Kirk aufwacht, muss er feststellen, dass er keine Katzen, sondern Katzenwandler aufgenommen hat und nicht nur das, er ist ihr Gefährte. Eine Dreierbeziehung, noch dazu mit zwei Katzenwandlern, ist schon schwierig genug, aber bald muss sich Kirk auch noch mit feindseligen Rudelmitgliedern rumärgern, die der Meinung sind, dass sich Wandler nicht mit Menschen einlassen sollten.
Kirk hatte geahnt, dass die beiden Katzen, Dolf und Tal, Ärger bedeuten würden, aber er hat keine Ahnung, was wirklich noch auf ihn zukommen sollte.

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A cool morning, a yard full of birds, and a kitty on a mission. What more could a werecat want? Beta Heller Wirth has it all, except a mate—a shifter mate, that is. The last thing he wants is one of those dangerous humans who kill without remorse. Heller knows about that firsthand. So what does the goddess Bast do? She gives Heller exactly what he does not want—a human: business owner Lawson Dupre.

Lawson hasn’t a clue what just happened in his car detail shop. One minute a cute client is about to pass out, and then he perks up and starts flirting. Next thing, he runs out the door like the hounds of hell are after him. Learning that Heller is a werecat doesn’t freak out Lawson. He happens to be one of those rare humans who knows paranormals exists. He even lives with one. Watch the fur fly as Heller and Lawson battle hurt feelings, misguided beliefs, and a power shift in Heller’s clowder.


 ItTakesTwotoTangoFS3Can two very different
men find the love they need to survive?



Remi Ginn’s an
easygoing werecat with a love of snarky T-shirts who would be perfectly happy
with a human mate. Is that what the goddess Bast gives him? Of course not.
Instead she gifts him with Marshell, a Vetala: a snakelike nonshifter who
drinks blood to survive. A man who’s just as toppy as Remi—and even more
powerful than the West Falls Clowder’s Alpha and heir apparent.



While Remi decides
whether he can handle the fates’ choice, hunters attack Marshell. In an
explosion of passion, Remi and Marshell mate and Remi declares Marshell his.
Now they have to figure out how to make their relationship work as they dance
around each other.



The clowder is in
turmoil, and Remi’s acceptance of Marshell rocks the very foundation of the
insular group. The consequences will be far-reaching. And if that isn’t problem
enough, the situation with the hunters is far from resolved… as the appearance
of an Alpha werewolf proves.


“So where are we going?”

“Place called Seafood Palace,” Lawson said. “Name might be a little cheesy, but
the food’s to die for.”

We were still on the back road that led to the main street when I noticed
lights coming up behind us—coming up fast. It could be a cop, except I didn’t
see any flashing lights. I didn’t like it.


“Yeah, yeah, I see it. Man, they’re flying.” Lawson kept glancing in the
rearview mirror. “You buckled up?”

“Yes. You?” I checked just in case as I turned around to look out the back

“Always. Damn, Marshell, I don’t like this.” Lawson gripped the steering wheel.
“They’re still in my lane. Shit, they’re cutting it close.”

I noticed Lawson moved his truck closer to the shoulder and slow down. I had a
bad, bad feeling about this. If this was that fucking werewolf, I was going to
rip his throat out if I got my hands on him. My heart rate spiked as I watched
the lights getting closer. They now were practically on top of us and didn’t
look like they were going around.

“Fucking hell, get ready, Lawson. They’re going to—” The headlights clipped us.
Metal screeched, and I grabbed the dash.

We lurched forward with a snap, and I damn near bit my tongue off. My neck
screamed, and the seatbelt tightened against me as we fishtailed. Fuck ripping
the were’s throat out. I was going to rip his head off. If Lawson got hurt,
Heller would likely rip my head off.

“Aw fuck!” Lawson fought the wheel, cussing a blue streak as his hands flew
over it. “Shit, shit, shit, they’re coming again, the fuckers. Brace yourself!”

“Son of a bitch!” This was no kid who’d lost control or some drunk out riding

Whoever was behind us had used the pit maneuver. Cops often used it to shut
down car chases. Had the were been a cop at some point? Maybe he still was?
Then I forgot everything as the other vehicle rammed us again. This time
Lawson’s truck spun completely around, and the smell of burning rubber hit me
like a ton of bricks.

Lights, trees, and smoke from the tires sped past us in a crazy twirling mass.
The truck slowed noticeably, then stopped. My gums tingled as my fangs dropped,
and my vision dramatically sharpened, which meant my eyes had changed to that
eerie blue.

Lawson’s fear soaked the truck, and that pumped my adrenaline even higher.
Whoever had scared Lawson so badly was going to die a slow death by my hand.
The other vehicle, nothing more than a flash of black, pulled in front of us,
blocking our way. I snarled at it.

“You okay?” I yelled at Lawson, keeping an eye on the other vehicle. Lawson’s
truck lights shined on the Crown Victoria. Two shadowy figures moved in the cab
of the car. Two? That’s odd.

“I’m fine! Shit, Marshell. What are we going to do?”

“You still carrying that knife?”


“Good. Get it. Now!” The attackers leaped from the vehicle.

Had the werewolf brought backup? One figure was smaller than the other one, but
that didn’t mean much to a shifter. That attacker approached Lawson’s side of
the vehicle and struck the window with a baton.

A baton? Oh hell.

“Oh fuck,” Lawson yelled as glass shattered.

The window broke with one hit.

“Godda—” Lawson unbuckled his seatbelt, jerking away from the hands that came
at him through the broken window.

A purely human scent flooded Lawson’s truck cab.

Roaring in anger, I flung my door open and jumped out. This wasn’t the werewolf
who’d been stalking me. He wouldn’t be using a specially made baton with a cap
on the end to break windows. He’d just yank the door off the truck or put his
fist through it to get in.


MA Church Wolf 1000x1000 (2)  M.A. Church is a true Southern belle who spent many years in the elementary education sector. Now she spends her days lost in fantasy worlds, arguing with hardheaded aliens on far-off planets, herding her numerous shifters, or trying to tempt her country boys away from their fishing poles. It’s a full time job, but hey, someone’s gotta do it!

When not writing, she’s on the back porch tending to the demanding wildlife around the pond in the backyard. The ducks are very outspoken. She’s married to her high school sweetheart, and they have two grown children.

She was a finalist in the 2013 Rainbow Awards, runner up in the 2015 Rainbow Awards, and is a member of Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America.


Prodigal Son (Sister Christian Finale) by Lisa Beth Darling – Release Day and Excerpt

Prodigal Son (Sister Christian Finale) by Lisa Beth Darling


When the Hour is Darkest Love and Faith Can Conquer All.

In the final installment of the Sister Christian Series, the Court has demanded a hearing regarding Hannah’s capacity. Hannah and Nick are falling deeper and deeper in love. Looking forward to a bright future together they begin planning their life together. A shadowy stranger from the past has set his sights on Hannah and her 3.5 million dollar trust fund. Is he really Rick MacNeill, the son Hannah thought died in the terrible fire at Saint Anne’s? Is he someone sinister? The last of the family secrets come to light in this roller coaster ride of suspense, love, betrayal, and faith.

Coming through the soup kitchen line on that fourth day, she smiled at him as she asked; “You’re from Michigan?”

Knowing that his plan was working he did his best to keep his cool as he made full eye contact with her for the first time since he started coming here, “Pardon, ma’am?”

Hannah was thunderstruck by the sight of those piercing blue eyes. Her stomach turned and a knot twisted in her throat making her feel as though she were about to vomit. Catching her breath and trying hard not to stare at those eyes or the arch of his brow and the line of his nose, she cleared her throat as she fumbled for recovery, “I saw the plate on your car yesterday, I’m from Michigan too, Victorville, you probably never heard of it.”

“Me too,” he mumbled and held his burnt hands out for the steaming cup but she didn’t release it to him right away.

Trying not to stare at him and appear rude, Hannah thought he man looked oddly familiar but she couldn’t quite place him. He seemed far too young for her to have known when she lived there but it was the only logical explanation coming to her mind, “Did you go to Saint Mark’s?” No, probably hadn’t been in her class but maybe he was the younger brother or even the son of one of her old classmates.

“Me? No, ma’am, I went to school at Saint Mary’s Orphanage, that’s where I grew up. But I was born at Saint Anne’s.” He’d been anticipating a reaction but when her eyes welled with tears and the hot cup between them spilled its hot contents over her hands it was more than he’d hoped, “Ma’am? Are you ok? Here let me take that.”

Letting go of the cup she picked up a nearby dishrag to wipe the hot broth from her hands, “Clumsy sometimes, I’m sorry, did you get…did you get burned?” Even as she handed over the dishrag for him to clean his hands, Hannah shook her head slightly admonishing herself. Of course he’d been burned, what a stupid thing to say.

Settling the cup of soup down on his tray he gave her a smile as he held up his hands for her to get a really good look, “They don’t feel anything. I got burned a long time ago all the way to the bone.”

A bolt of ice shot down Hannah’s spine as she wavered on her feet with her knees suddenly threatening to give out from under her. “I’m-I’m sorry about that.”

“Why? You didn’t do it, did’ja?”

With her throat threatening to swell so much it cut off her air supply and her knees growing weaker, Hannah grabbed her side of the counter to keep steady as she choked out a question, “What’s your name?”

“Richard, my friends call me Ricky.” Without waiting for her to reply he slid the tray down the line where the nun was waiting to give him French fries and a chicken salad sandwich.  Taking his customary seat where he could see Hannah serving people from behind the line he watched her excuse herself and run off into the kitchen.  Trying not to be too obvious about it, he adjusted his seat and craned his neck until he saw her downing a few pills from the bottle in her pocket. She grabbed the side of the long metal preparing table, bent over it, and tried to catch her breath even as she shook her head, “Got’cha, hook, line and sinker.”

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Lisa Beth Darling is 49 years-old, lives in her hometown of New London, CT with her husband of 30 years, Roy and is mother to their two daughters.  She is the author of more than fifteen novels along with several short stories and non-fiction books. When she’s not writing she likes to garden and is an avid movie buff.

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Crossing the Barrier by Martine Lewis

Crossing the Barrier by Martine Lewis

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3 out of 5 Stars

*I was provided a copy of Crossing the Barrier by the author in exchange for an honest review. I am not compensated for my honest opinion.*

Lily Morgan and Malakai Thomas couldn’t be more different as high school students. Lily is a clarinetist in the band, and Malakai is the star wide receiver of the football team. Their worlds don’t fit together. Yet when Malakai bumps into Lily and puts her in the hospital with a head injury, the two can’t get each other out of their minds. Lily has the ability to feel everyone’s emotions around her, and her ability to shield out this talent is lost after her injury. The growing attraction between these coming of age students is tested by the collision of the differences between their social circles, and Lily and Malakai must learn to navigate these potholes and fight to stay together.

Crossing the Barrier is a well-written coming of age story with great lessons for young adult readers. It provides an intense look at social stigmas and diversity. I loved the addition of Malakai’s racial mixture, that it wasn’t one hundred percent apparent but it did play a role in the story. The characters were relatively well-developed, and the attraction was set at a decent pace.

The story moved a little too slowly for me and contained a lot of cliché tropes: neither character having the guts to admit their feelings, getting interrupted when trying to talk about feelings, deciding something for the other character. Perhaps a young adult will relate better to these issues, but as an adult who enjoys reading Young Adult novels, this one just didn’t hit home for me. Some plot points were too over the top to be believable, and although I can set aside certain beliefs for fiction, the extremities of this story made me lose interest at times.

The paranormal aspect was minimal within the story, which made its inclusion somewhat awkward. Lily was able to feel the emotions of those around her, giving her somewhat of a truth barometer. After her collision with Malakai, she lost the ability to shield herself from people’s emotions, resulting in her being overwrought with emotions when in public. But this wasn’t tied to the plot too deeply until the end of the story, mostly as a setup for the next book.

Overall, the book just missed having any type of wow factor for me. The writing was good and it was edited well, which is something that is sorely lacking in many novels these days so that was a plus. It just didn’t have enough holding it together for it to make a positive impression.

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Paper Castles by Terri Lee

Paper Castles by Terri Lee

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4.5 out of 5 Stars

*I was provided a copy of Paper Castles by the author in exchange for an honest review. I am not compensated for my honest opinion.*

In 1963, Georgia Socialite Savannah Palmerton has what looks like the perfect life: a successful husband, two children, and a beautiful house. But looks can be deceiving. Secrets hide behind that perfect façade, secrets that are just waiting to be let into the light. With Savannah’s marriage and family crumbling around her, she must search through the rubble for the woman beneath the garden parties and pretty dresses. She can’t even begin to love anyone else until she learns to love herself.

Paper Castles is an expertly woven tale of lies, betrayal, and murder. I became immediately invested in the life of the main character, and I was hooked to the story right up until the end. The story is set in the midst of John F. Kennedy’s assassination and the civil rights movement, and the historical details added a layer of uniqueness. The author kept true to the time period in the characters’ actions, clothing, and outside occurrences. It was a different world 50 years ago, and women didn’t just divorce their husbands without becoming the talk of the town. Mental illness was a dirty little secret. Ms. Lee convinced me I was living in the 60s with the way her characters reacted.

The plot of the story was much more than just one genre. It was about family, finding yourself, finding romance when you thought life was over, and most of all it had suspense. The murder investigation was well executed, keeping me guessing until the end without unnecessary surprises.

The single reason for rating this book less than 5 stars is that it could use another pass by a proofreader. The errors were noticeable enough to catch my attention but thankfully not enough to draw me out of the story. With such a fantastic story and the wonderful talent with words Ms. Lee has, I hate to see it dragged down by incorrect punctuation.

I truly enjoyed this book and Ms. Lee’s writing and look forward to reading more of her work.

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Life’s Hope (Life’s Series Book 2) by Rebekah Raymond

Life’s Hope (Life’s Series Book 2) by Rebekah Raymond

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5 out of 5 Stars

*I was provided a copy of Life’s Hope by the author in exchange for an honest review. I am not compensated for my honest opinion.*

Twelve years after Rochester’s demise, Seleah works as a vigilante delivering justice where it is needed. She has assumed a new identity to hide from those who continue to target her, but some parts of Seleah refuse to remain hidden. She still struggles with who she is—a killing machine or a woman with needs and feelings.

A call from her former lover, Tomlin, brings Seleah back to where she spent her formative years for the funeral of her mentor and father figure, StPatrick. Seleah’s personal struggle heightens as she’s reunited with Tomlin, and just when life becomes bearable again, a new enemy arises. Seleah and Tomlin must go up against a man with goals similar to Rochester, but this new enemy may also have the power to tear them apart.

Life’s Hope is book two in the Life’s series and can be read as a standalone, although it is best read in order as part of the series. The important pieces of information from book one are supplied in book two without rehashing or boring readers who have already read the first book.

The story was action-packed from start to finish, and it kept me on my toes and turning pages throughout. We finally learned the name of the soldier we came to love in the first book, but she’d had to assume a new name to keep her fellow vigilantes safe once she realized she was a constant target. A new identity didn’t change Seleah’s struggle though. She constantly battled against the killing machine hidden inside her that Rochester created and her desire to be a normal woman who loved a man. Seleah struggled with this throughout the story, and this internal battle threatened her relationship with Tomlin.

Similar to book one, this story had lots of descriptive fight scenes, but they fit the theme of the plot and provided the reader with the true scenarios Seleah and Tomlin had to deal with. This was an impressive addition to the series, and with this only being Ms. Raymond’s second book, I anticipate more great works from her in the future and look forward to reading them.

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