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Title: Every Tear You Cry
Series: Redeeming Love Series
Author: J.E. Parker
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: September 24 2018
Marriage almost killed me.
All I ever wanted was my Prince Charming.
Instead, life gave me a monster.
That nightmare is over, but my sons and I will never be the same.
I’ll do anything to make them happy.
Anything except fall in love again.
But when Brantley and his daughter come into our lives, everything changes.
I try to fight my feelings, but I don’t stand a chance.
I only hope Brantley doesn’t break what’s left of my heart.
Marriage left me jaded.
My gold digging ex-wife only wanted for my money.
She left me with a million reasons to remain single.
And one beautiful reason to keep moving forward.
My little girl is my entire world.
I’m happy to keep it that way.
But when Clara and her boys come into our lives, everything changes.
Despite my past, there’s no point in fighting the inevitable.
It’s only a matter of time before Clara and her sons are mine.
*Warning: Book contains triggers that may be disturbing to some readers.
J.E. Parker is an American romance author who was born and raised in the great state of North Carolina. A southern belle at heart, she’s addicted to sweet tea, Cheerwine, and peach cobbler. Not only is J.E. married to the man of her dreams (albeit a total pain in the rear), she’s also the mother of a herd of sweet (sometimes), and angelic (only when they’re sleeping) children. Despite their occasional demonic behavior and bottomless stomachs, J.E. loves her little tribe more than words could ever express. On the weekends, you can find her sitting on the couch, cheering on (or cursing) her favorite football team, stuffing her face with junk food, and guzzling a bottle of cheap red wine. When she’s not busy making sure her husband doesn’t burn the house down or acting as a referee for her fighting children, J.E. enjoys reading, writing (obviously), and listening to a wide variety of music.
250 years ago in Avalon
I watch the new arrivals as they march through the gate behind me. Some of us fairies arrived early as a sign of respect, but some are just now showing up, disgusting. Each of them smiles as they are assigned their room, and I wonder who I will be stuck with. I am not here to make friends or please anyone, no, I’m here to become a fierce warrior so that one day I can protect what is mine.
“Hello,” a deep voice says.
“Hello,” I reply. My eyes take in the fairy standing before me, his tall, lean body, with his black hair just like the rest of the warrior born fairies, but this one, there’s something different about him.
“I am Rowan,” he says holding out his hand.
“Connor,” I reply, gripping his hand in return.
I watch as he places some small items on the footrest and scowl, trinkets. What good will they do him here? We are here to become warriors not miss the female fairies. He smiles when he places a small stone onto the surface.
“You have a female,” I ask.
“Indeed, my true mate,” he smiles at me lighting up his whole face.
“Congratulations,” I reply then leave the small confined space. I pace the stone walkway until my anger simmers. How can he have his true mate so soon, he is not but my age. A horn sounds, snapping me from my thoughts and I march into the field to wait my orders. Rowan stops next to me still smiling, but I plan to wipe it from his face. We hold our heads high while we are instructed on what to do.
“Swordplay,” I hiss.
“You do not like swordplay?” he questions.
“No, I prefer the real thing,” I snap.
He answers with a chuckle, and I feel my anger rise again. He is too cavalier, too…smiley to be a warrior.
“Ah, you made it,” our instructor says to him.
“Indeed I did,” Rowan says, in return. They share a secret smile, which has my hands clenching into fists.
“You may take your leave,” we are told before the instructor walks away.
“Have fun sword playing,” Rowan grins as he walks away from me.
I watch him while I cut down my warrior brother with my wooden sword. Rowan has the eyes of most of our instructors and many of our warrior brothers. I can’t seem to stop the snarl that curls my lip.
“You do not like the prince,” my partner asks.
“The crown prince,” he nods to where Rowan is now laughing with his sparring partner.
“You must be mistaken,” I reply.
“I am not. That is Prince Rowan, I have been to many revelries to know who he is,” my partner replies. “Just last summer he bonded with the princess of the summer court,” he tells me.
“Of course, I did hear that,” I reply. His true mate, a princess, of course it would be, for who else would the Goddess create for the beloved Prince of Avalon but an equally beloved Princess.
“You do not look pleased,” my partner says with watching eyes.
“I am indeed,” I reply forcing a smile to my lips. “The prince, here with us,” I sigh. Just the fairy I have always wanted to meet.
Ascension Copyright © 2018 by E.A. Weston
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Title: How To Say I Love You
Series: Olive Street Series
Author: Amanda Scheirer
Genre: NA/Women's Fiction
Release Date: September 18, 2018
It’s been seven years since Nessa last saw the unattainable love of her life. George was the older, mysterious boy next door who left home before Nessa was even out of her teenage years. Yet now he appears nightly in Nessa’s dreams proclaiming his love for her in romantic foreign cities. But George couldn’t actually be in love with Nessa, could he? On the verge of a quarter-life crisis, Nessa is ready to find out that answer. So she sets out to find George using her dreams as the road map. Enlisting her cousin/best friend Sami to go along with her, the two women embark on a European adventure that will test their hearts, friendship, and their own beliefs in fate.
Amanda is a brand new author with this being her first foray into the world of novel writing. Having spent the past ten years as a playwright, she is ready to bring her characters off of the stage, on to the page and into your hands.
Holding a Masters of Philosophy in Theatre and Performance with a focus on playwriting from Trinity College Dublin, Amanda’s work has been published and produced both in the United States and Internationally.
Traveling the world and working in the entertainment industry has gifted her with quite the collection of adventurous, provocative, funny and outrageous stories to share. But more than anything she writes about real women with real bodies, real flaws, real dreams and real loves.
Her writing, like herself, will always contain quippy humor, heart, feminism, music lyrics, pop culture references and of course…coffee.
The Azrael Initiative (Kayla Falk Series #1)
by K. Hanson
Genre: Adult/New Adult Thriller
Release Date: March 2017
Best friends Kayla Falk, an engineering student, and Olivia Bellamy, who is studying nursing, are nearing the end of their college career when terrorists attack their university. Through a combination of cleverness, bravery, and luck, the two manage to foil the deadly plot. A mysterious man from the United States government, Mr. Hightower, sees their potential and attempts to recruit Kayla and Olivia for a program to take on ISIS. They initially refuse, but another terrorist attack that strikes close to home pushes them to change their minds and join the Azrael Initiative.
After several months of hard training, the two women are dropped into Al-Raqqah, the capital of ISIS, in Syria. Once there, they must blend in with the locals as they strike from the shadows to kill ISIS leaders, destroy their facilities, and free captives. As Americans deep within enemy territory, they know that they will be killed if discovered. As women, they also know that they would suffer before death. Walking the line between vengeance and justice strains their relationship. As they work to resolve their differences, the symphony of brutality around them ultimately pushes them closer together and forges them into the warriors that they were meant to become.
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Kayla walked next to Olivia as they entered Union and looked around for a place to sit. On the left, they passed one of the dining areas, with several fast food alternatives. In front of them stretched “Main Street,” which was lined with offices and the bookstore on the left side and the large open Market area on the right, filled with tables and chairs for dining or studying. A large staircase extended up to the second floor of the Union, where students sat at tables overlooking the Market. Kayla spotted an open table next to a fireplace on the far end of the Market, next to Main Street.
“How does that look?” she said as she pointed in that direction.
“Ooh, that looks like a nice, comfy spot to chill for the evening!” piped up Olivia.
Kayla led them toward the open seats. “Let’s set our bags down, then we can take turns getting food. If you want to go first, I’ll watch our stuff.”
After they set their backpacks down, Kayla settled into a chair with the fireplace to her left. As Olivia walked into the Market to pick up her supper, Kayla looked around the expansive space of the room. She saw the usual bustle of students eating, studying, and wasting time on their laptops and phones. Kayla’s own phone buzzed in her pocket. As she pulled it out, she saw that she had received a text from Logan, her nine-year-old brother.
It read, “Hey Kayla! I just got an early birthday present from mom and dad. They got me a Wii! I can’t wait to play it with you the next time you come home.”
Kayla texted back, “That’s exciting, Logan! I look forward to it. I’ll see you when I come home for your birthday. Love you!”
As she slid her phone back into her pocket, Olivia returned with a plate covered in a quesadilla, a small salad, and some fruit. “Alrighty, it’s your turn. Don’t take too long, or I might start selling your stuff.”
Kayla laughed as she stood up and strode over to pick out her dinner. After the kind of mental workout she had just had, pasta sounded delicious. When she got to the front of the line, she ordered a bowl of penne noodles and chicken covered in alfredo sauce, with some basil pesto and garlic. For good measure, she had the cook throw some veggies into the mix. After Kayla got her bowl of pasta, she returned to find Olivia halfway through her own dinner.
Kayla sat down and took a bite, savoring the flavor in her mouth. As always, it proved the perfect meal for recovering from an already long day of work, as well as preparing for yet another late evening of homework.
“So,” Olivia glanced up at Kayla and asked, “are you still thinking you’ll work for my dad after we graduate?”
Keeping her eyes on her food, Kayla hesitated, “I think so.”
“Don’t sound so excited about it.”
Kayla looked up to meet her friend’s gaze. “It’s just that after all of these years and working on my senior design project, I’m not sure if engineering is the right fit for me anymore.”
“Of course it’s the right fit,” Olivia encouraged, leaning forward. “Thanks to your dad, you know your way around a shop like it’s the back of your hand. And you’ve always killed it in school. Plus, you know my dad loves you. The kind of work that they do there is right up your alley. From what my dad says, they’re really making advances in renewable energy. If you show him what you’re working on for your senior design project, I know he’ll completely nerd out.”
“I know that, and of course I don’t have anything against your dad. I think I just expected to be on a more exciting path.” Kayla shrugged. “Don’t worry about me. I’m sure it’s just pre-graduation jitters. You’re lucky that you’ve known for years that you wanted to be a nurse.”
“Well, ever since my mom died ten years ago, so I’m not sure how lucky that is,” Olivia frowned as she looked down for a second. She looked back up and continued, “I remember how kind the nurses were and how hard they tried to help her. I want to be that light for someone.”
Kayla shifted in her seat. “Sorry, lucky was the wrong word.”
Olivia gave a grim smile. “I know what you meant.”
“I just wish I had a definite calling, to know what I’m supposed to do.”
“If I were you, I’d just give it a shot with my dad’s company. You only have to show up to the interview to get the job. If you don’t like it, fine, you can always figure something else out.”
Kayla nodded as she finished her pasta. “I’m going to head to the restroom. Once I get back, we can start our little homework party.”
As Kayla washed her hands, she reflected on the conversation she had just had with Olivia. Her friend was right. Working with Olivia’s dad would at least provide a secure job, and he would certainly be a pleasant boss. Once she had established herself there, she could volunteer for some more exciting projects and take charge of her career.
Kayla jolted from her thoughts as she heard the crack of gunshots from outside the restroom.
About the Author
K lives in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, where he works as a software developer. In his spare time, when he isn’t writing, he enjoys reading, working out, playing video games, and spending time with his wonderful fiancee, Bobbi. Some of his favorite authors are Tom Clancy, George R. R. Martin, and Sarah Maas.
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