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THE ENCHANTMENT OF EMMA FLETCHER

by L.D. Crichton

Publisher: Pocket Star EBooks

Publication Date: March 13, 2017

Contemporary Romance

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“The character development will draw readers into the story and have them rushing to find out what happens…Verdict: Romance readers who prefer a love story with a thriller twist will enjoy this page-turner. It’s perfect for those jumping from YA contemporary romance to more adult fiction.”

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“L.D. Crichton has written a compelling story of overcoming tragedy and moving forward. I truly experienced the wide range of emotions felt by all the characters, as all feelings are conveyed with genuineness. THE ENCHANTMENT OF EMMA FLETCHER is heartfelt and very realistic…THE ENCHANTMENT OF EMMA FLETCHER is emotionally rewarding…L.D. Crichton has created an interesting story about true-to-life people, and I look forward to more books from this author.”

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About the Book

After Emma Fletcher is viciously attacked and left for dead, she flees to her old childhood hometown where she’s confronted with bitter memories of her damaged past and alcoholic mother. Emma is determined to make her stay temporary and get out with minimal emotional damage. What she doesn’t count on is Tristan Banks: auto mechanic, coffee addict, and town hottie with dark secrets of his own.

Tristan’s track record of saving girls has historically led to failure. The last thing he needs is trouble in the form of a leggy brunette with an attitude, but when he starts to fall for Emma, Tristan realizes the only way he can save her is to help her save herself.

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About the Author

L.D. Crichton is the author of the only official fan fictions for both One Direction and Emblem3, commissioned by Sony Music Entertainment and Faculty Management Group. Crichton has over 7.5 million combined reads on Wattpad and her work has been featured in Publisher’s Weekly, the Daily Dot, Marketing magazine, Just Jared, VentureBeat, and Contently. She lives in Alberta, Canada. Please visit ldcrichton.com and L.D. Crichton on Facebook and Twitter.

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I am BEYOND excited to introduce my WHITE LIES DUET! This is a sexy, intense, psychological thriller, that is provocative in every way, thus why I named book one: PROVOCATIVE. And since this series takes me back to my indie roots, the pricing is lower than my New York titles, and the release dates are close together.

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ABOUT PROVOCATIVE

Book One in the sexy and intense new White Lies duet by Lisa Renee Jones!

There are those moments in life that are provocative in their very existences, that embed in our minds forever, and sometimes our very souls. They change us, mold us, maybe even save us. But some are darker, dangerous. If we allow them to, they control us. Seduce us. Quite possibly even destroy us.

The moment I walked into Sonoma’s Reid Winter Winery and Vineyard and made eye contact with Faith Winter for the first time was one of those moments. Provocative because I know at least one of her secrets, of which, I suspect she has many. Provocative because she believes I was a stranger to her when we met, but I am not. Provocative because I sought her out, with no intention of touching her. But now I have. Now I want her. Now I have to have her. But that changes nothing. It doesn’t change why I came for her.

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pro·voc·a·tive

adjective

  1. causing annoyance, anger, or another strong reaction, especially deliberately.
  2. arousing sexual desire or interest, especially deliberately.

Chapter One

There are those moments in life that are provocative in their very existences, that embed in our minds forever, and sometimes our very souls. They change us, mold us, maybe even save us. But some are darker, dangerous. If we allow them to, they control us. Seduce us. Quite possibly even destroy us.

The moment I stepped into the mansion that is the centerpiece of the Reid Winter Vineyards and Winery wasn’t one of those moments. Nor were any of the moments I spent weaving through a crowd of suits and dresses cluttering the circle that is the grand foyer of the 1800’s mansion, fancy tiles etched with vines beneath my feet. Nor the ones spent declining three different waiters offering me glasses of various wines from one of the most established vineyards in Sonoma, meant to entice me to buy their bottles and donate money to the charity hosting the gathering. Not even the instant that I spotted the stunning blonde in a snug black dress that hugged her many lush curves proved to be one of those moments, but I would call it a damn interesting one. The moment I decided the blonde silk of her long hair belonged in my hands and on my stomach was also a damn interesting one. And not because she’s fuckable. There are plenty of fuckable women in my life, a number of whom understand that I enjoy demands for pleasure, which I will definitely provide, and nothing more. This woman is too prim and proper to ever agree to such an arrangement, and yet, knowing this, as she and her heart-shaped backside disappear into the congestion of bodies, I find myself pursuing her, looking for more than an interesting moment. I want that provocative one.

I follow her path formed by huddles of two, three, or more people, left and right, to clear a portion of the crowd, scanning to find my beauty standing several feet away, her back to me, with two men in blue suits in front of her. And while they might appear to blend with the rest of the suits in the room, they hold themselves like the parasites I meet too often in the courtroom, those who most often call themselves my opposing counsel. My blonde beauty folds her arms in front of her chest, her spine stiff, and if I read her right–and I read most people right–I am certain that she’s found trouble. But lucky for her, trouble doesn’t like me near as much as I like it.

Closing the space between me and them, I near their little triangle just in time to hear her say, “Are we really doing this here and now?”

“Yes, Ms. Winter,” one of the men replies. “We are.”

“Actually,” I say, stepping to Ms. Winter’s side, her floral scent almost as sweet as the challenge of conquering her opponents that are now mine, “we are not doing this here or now.”

All attention shifts to me, Ms. Winter giving me a sharp stare that I feel rather than see, my focus remaining on the men I want to leave, not the woman I want to make come. “And you would be who?” the suit directly in front of me demands.

I size him up as barely out of his twenty-something diapers, without experience, the glint in his eye telling me he doesn’t realize that flaw, which makes him about as smooth as a six-dollar glass of wine everyone in this place would spit the fuck out. A point driven home by the fact that he’s wearing a three hundred-dollar Italian silk tie, and a hundred-dollar suit, no doubt hoping the tie makes the suit look expensive, and him important. He’s wrong.

“I said, who are you?” he repeats when I apparently haven’t replied quickly enough, his impatience becoming my virtue as my role as cat in this game of cat and mouse is too easily established.

Unwilling to waste words on a predictable, expected question that I’d never ask, I simply reach into the pocket of my three-thousand-dollar light gray suit, which I earned by beating opponents with ten times his experience and negotiation skills, and finger the unimportant prick my card.

He snaps it from my hand, gives it a look that confirms my name and the firm I started a decade ago now, after daring to leave behind a certain partnership in a high-powered firm. “Nick Rogers?” he asks. “Is there another name on the card?” I ask, because, I’m also a fearless smartass every chance I get.

He stares at me for several beats, seeming to calculate his words, before asking, “How many Mr. Rogers sweater jokes do you get?”

I arch a brow at the misguided joke that only serves to poke the Tiger. Suit Number Two, who I age closer to my thirty-six years, pales visibly, then snatches the card from the other man’s hand, giving it a quick inspection before his gaze then jerks to mine. “The Nick Rogers?”

“I don’t remember my mother putting the word ‘the’ in front of my name,” I reply dryly, but then again, I think, she didn’t ask my father, to change my last name either. She just hated him that much.

“Tiger,” he says, and it’s not a question, but rather a statement of “oh shit” fact.

“That’s right,” I say, enjoying the fruits of my labor that created the nickname, not one given to me by my friends.

“Who, or what, the fuck is Tiger all about?” Suit Number One asks.

“Shut up,” Suit Number Two grunts, refocusing on me to ask, “You’re representing Ms. Winter?”

“What I am,” I say, “is standing right here by her side, telling you that it’s in your best interests to leave.”

“Since when do you handle small-time foreclosures?” he demands, exposing the crux of Ms. Winter’s situation.

“I handle whatever the fuck I want to handle,” I say, my tone even, my lips curving as I add, “Including the process of having you both escorted off the property by security.”

“That,” Suit Number One dares to retort, “would garner Ms. Winter unwanted attention in the middle of a busy event. Not that Ms. Winter even has security to call.”

“Fortunately, I have a phone that dials 911 and the ability to call it without asking her.”

If she’s your client,” Suit Number One says, clearly inferring that she’s not, “you’re obligated to operate with her best interests in mind.”

“My decisions,” I reply, without missing a beat, and without claiming Ms. Winter as a client, “are always about winning. And I assure you that I can think of many ways to spin your story to the press that ensures I win, while also benefiting Ms. Winter.”

“This isn’t my story,” Suit Number One indicates.

“It will be when I’m finished with the press,” I assure him, amused at how easily I’ve led him down the path I want him to travel.

“This is a small community with little to talk about but her,” he says. “She doesn’t want her foreclosure to become the front page story.”

My lips quirk. “If you don’t know how easily I can get the wrong attention for you here, and the right attention for Ms. Winter, you’ll find out.”

“We’ll leave,” Suite Number Two interjects quickly, and just when I think that he’s smart enough to see the way trouble has turned from Ms. Winter to them, he looks at her and says, “We’ll be in touch,” with a not so subtle threat in his tone, before he elbows Suit Number One. “Let’s go.”

Suit Number One doesn’t move, visibly fuming, his face red, that white ring thickening around his lips. I arch a brow at Suit Number Two, who adds, “Now, Jordan.” Jordan, formerly known as Suit Number One, clenches his teeth and turns away, while Suit Two follows.

Ms. Winter faces me, and holy fuck, when her pale green eyes meet mine, any questions I have about this woman and the many I suspect she now has of me, are muted by an unexpected, potentially problematic, palpable electric charge between us. “Thank you,” she says, her voice soft, feminine, a rasp in its depths that hints at emotion not effortlessly contained. “Please enjoy anything you like tonight on the house,” she adds, the rasp gone now, her control returned. Until I take it, I think, but no sooner than I’ve had the thought, she is turning and walking away, the absence of further interaction coloring me both stunned and intrigued, two things that, for me, are ranked with about as much frequency as snow in Sonoma, which would be next to never.

Ms. Winter maneuvers into the crowd, out of my line of sight, and while I am not certain I’d label her a mouse at this point, or ever for that matter, considering what I know of her, I am most definitely on the prowl. I stride purposely forward, weaving through the crowd, seeking that next provocative moment, scanning for her left, right, in the clusters of mingling guests, until I clear the crowd.

Now standing in front of a wide, wooden stairwell, my gaze follows its path upward to a second level, but I still find no sign of Ms. Winter. A cool breeze whips through the air, and I turn to find the source is a high arched doorway, the recently opened glass doors to what I know to be the “Winter Gardens,” a focal point of the property, and a tourist draw for decades, settling back into place. Certain this represents her escape, I walk that direction, and press open the doors, stepping onto a patio that has a stone floor and concrete benches framed by rose bushes. No less than four winding paths greet me as destination choices, the hunt for this woman now a provocation of its own.

I’ve just decided to wait where I am for Ms. Winter’s return when the wind lifts, the floral scent of many varieties of flowers for which the garden is famous touching my nostrils, with one extra scent decidedly of the female variety.

Lips curving with the certainty that my prey will soon to be my prize, I follow the clue that guides my feet to the path on my right, a narrow, winding, lighted walkway, framed by neatly cut yellow flower bushes, which continues past a white wooden gazebo I have no intention of passing. Not when Ms. Winter stands inside it, her back to me, elbows resting on the wooden rail, her gaze casting across the silhouette of what would reveal itself to be a rolling mountainside in daybreak. The way I intend for her to reveal herself.

I close the distance between us, and the moment before I’m upon her, she faces me, hands on the railing behind her, her breasts thrust forward, every one of her lush curves tempting my eyes, my hands. My mouth. “Did those men know you?” she demands, clearly ready and waiting for this interaction. “Did you know them?”

“No and no.”

“And yet they knew the nickname Tiger.”

“My reputation precedes me.”

“I’ll take the bait,” she says. “What reputation?”

“They say I’ll rip my opponent’s throat out if given the chance.”

“Will you?” she asks, without so much as a blanch or blink.

“Yes,” I reply, a simple answer, for a simple question.

“Without any concern for who you hurt,” she states.

I arch a brow. “Is that a question?”

“Should it be?”

“Yes.”

“It’s not,” she says. “You didn’t get that nickname by being nice.”

“Nice guys don’t win.”

“Then I’m warned,” she says. “You aren’t a nice guy.”

“Is nice a quality you’re looking for in a man? Because as your evening counsel, Ms. Winter, I’ll advise you that nice is overrated.”

She stares at me for several beats before turning away to face the mountains again, elbows on the railing, in what I could see as a silent invitation to leave. I choose to see it as an invitation to join her. I claim the spot next to her, close, but not nearly as close as I will be soon. “You didn’t answer the question,” I point out.

“You wrongly assume I am looking for a man, which I’m not,” she says, glancing over at me. “But if I was, then no. Nice would be on my list but it would not top my list, however, nowhere on that list would be the ability, and willingness, to rip out someone’s throat.”

“I can assure you, Ms. Winter, that a man with a bite is as underrated as a nice guy is overrated. And I not only know how, and when, to use mine, but if I so choose to biteyou, and I might, it’ll be all about pleasure, not pain.”

Her cheeks flush and she turns away. “My name is Faith.” She glances over at me again. “Should I call you Nick, Tiger, or just plain arrogant?”

“Anything but Mr. Rogers,” I say, enjoying our banter far more than I would have expected when I came here tonight looking for her.

She laughs now too, and it’s a delicate, sweet sound, but it’s awkward, as if it’s not only unexpected, but unwelcome, and an instant later she’s withdrawing, pushing off the railing, arms folding protectively in front of her body, before we’re rotating to face each other. “I need to go check on the visitors.” She attempts to move away.

I gently catch her arm, her gaze rocketing to mine, and in the process her hair flutters in a sudden breeze, a strand of blonde silk catching on the whiskers of my one-day stubble. She sucks in a breath, and when she would reach up to remedy the situation, I’m already there, catching the soft silk and stroking it behind her ear.

“Why are you touching me?” she asks, but she doesn’t pull away, that charge between us minutes ago now ten times more provocative with me touching her, thinking about all the places I might touch next.

“It’s considerably better than not touching you,” I say.

“My bad luck might bleed into you.”

“Bleed,” I repeat, that word reminding me once again of why I’m here, why I really want to fuck this woman. “That’s an extreme, and rather interesting choice of words.”

“Most bad luck is extreme, though not interesting to anyone but the Tigers of the world, creating it. You’re still touching me.”

“Everyone needs a Tiger in their corner. Maybe my good luck will bleed into you.”

“Does good luck bleed?” she asks.

“Many people will do anything for good luck, even bleed.”

“Yes,” she says, lowering her lashes, but not before I’ve seen the shadows in her eyes. “I suppose they would.”

“What would you do for good luck?”

Her lashes lift, her stare meeting mine again. “What have you done for good luck?”

“I came here tonight,” I say.

She narrows her eyes on me, as if some part of her senses, the far-reaching implications of my reply that she can’t possibly understand, and yet still, the inescapable heat between us radiates and burns. “You’re still touching me,” she points out, and this time there’s a hint of reprimand.

“Holding onto that luck,” I say.

“It feels like you’re holding onto mine.”

With that observation that hits too close to the truth, I have no interest in revealing just yet, I drag my hand slowly down hers, allowing my fingers to find hers before they fall away. Her lips, lush, tempting, impossibly perfect for someone I know to be imperfect, part with the loss of my touch, and yet there is a hint of relief in her eyes that tells me she both wants me and fears me.

A most provocative moment, indeed.

“Have a drink with me,” I say.

“No,” she replies, her tone absolute, and while I don’t like this decision, I appreciate a person who’s decisive.

“Why?”

“Good luck and bad luck don’t mix.”

“They might just create good luck.”

“Or bad,” she says. “I’m not in a place where I can take the risk for more bad luck.” She inclines her chin. “Enjoy the rest of your visit.” She pauses and adds, “Tiger.”

I don’t react, but for just a moment, I consider the way she used my nickname as an indicator that she knows who I am, and why I’m here. I quickly dismiss that idea. I’d have seen it in those pale green eyes, and I did not. But as she turns and walks away, and I watch her depart, tracking her steps as she disappears down the path, I wonder at her quick departure, and the fear I’d seen in her eyes. Was the root of that fear her guilt?

That idea should be enough to ice the fire in me that this woman has stirred, but it stokes it instead. Everything male in me wants to pursue her again, and not because I’m here for a reason that existed before I ever met her, when it should be that and nothing more. It is more. I’m aroused and I’m intrigued by this woman. She got to me when no one gets to me. Not a good place to be, considering I came here to prove she killed my father, and maybe even her own mother.

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About the Author:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series. Suzanne Todd (producer of Alice in Wonderland) on the INSIDE OUT series: Lisa has created a beautiful, complicated, and sensual world that is filled with intrigue and suspense. Sara’s character is strong, flawed, complex, and sexy – a modern girl we all can identify with.

In addition to the success of Lisa’s INSIDE OUT series, Lisa has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is presently working on a dark, edgy new series, Dirty Money, for St. Martin’s Press.

Prior to publishing Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women’s Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.

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Cold As Ice, a Romantic Suspense Novel from the Tempered Steel Series by Maggie Adams: Release Boost!

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Title: Cold as Ice

Series: Tempered Steel #6

Author: Maggie Adams

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: March 7, 2017 

ABOUT COLD AS ICE…

He wants her to be his lover…she wants to be his forever.

Nick Coalson is abrasive, arrogant, and an absolute dynamo in the bedroom. Problem is, he knows it.

Rebecca Morgan is sweet, shy, and immensely attracted to Nick, but he’s trouble in tight jeans and she knows it.

When Nick saves Rebecca from an assassin’s bullet, he sets his sights on the shy partner of a detective agency. But he mistakes her kindness for weakness, and learns the hard way that although she may seem submissive, she’s a voluptuous bundle of intelligence and determination.

Rebecca tries to hide her feelings for Nick because he’s the kind of man that makes a smart girl do stupid things. After a sensual encounter, Nick grows distant, stating he wants a lover, not a wife. Rebecca realizes she’s going to need to keep her wits about her if she wants Nick forever because it’s too easy to lose herself to his dominant personality.

When a stranger offers to help her win Nick back, she accepts although she wonders what’s in it for him.  But Nick thinks it’s too late for his love when he witnesses a tender moment between Rebecca and another man.  His head tells him to step aside, but his heart aches for her tender touch.

And as the killer closes in on the Coalson family, Nick wonders if it will be too late to save not only their love, but their very lives?  

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AN EXCERPT…

“Hello, Jonas! How lovely to see you. I didn’t know you were back in town.” She offered her hand in greeting.

“Good afternoon, my lovely Rebecca.” He took her hand but lowered his head and kissed her cheek. “I couldn’t resist stopping by to see how you and your Nick are recovering from your adventure.”

Rebecca shot him a sly grin. “I’m flattered we entertained a thought from you, Jonas, but I have a feeling you know exactly what’s going on with everyone who crosses your path.”

He laughed. “Ah, there’s that sassy wit Noah has told me about. I’m glad you are back to your old self, not that you weren’t beauty and grace personified in my presence.” He winked.

Rebecca blushed at the reminder she had met him nearly naked. “Please have a seat, Jonas. Can I offer you something?”

When he simply stared at her, she felt the blush intensify. “That, my dear, is a loaded question, but I’ll leave it alone. You’re about to go up in flames as it is. I wonder why that might be?” He gifted her with a slow sexy grin, then chuckled as he placed a hand upon her back, leading her to the seated reception area.

He could probably feel her pulse race, Rebecca surmised. She was no match for his sexual play. “How can I help you, Jonas?”

“I believe I can help you, love. Noah says there’s a bit of tension between you and Nick. I’d like to be of assistance if I can.”

Rebecca eyed him with embarrassed curiosity. “I didn’t know you were into matchmaking.”

His eyes narrowed. “Curb the brat, love or I’ll give you the discipline you so obviously desire.”

She bristled at his tone, but he simply chuckled. “See? You’re practically begging me to spank you. It’s all over your body language. Nick needs to take a firmer hand with you.”

“I’m not sure what gave you the impression that I enjoy a good spanking or that my attitude is any of your business.” My God, what was wrong with her? She was acting like the brat he accused her of being.

“Knees, Rebecca. Now.”

Her independence warred with her submissive self. She was torn. This man’s tone brooked no interference.

“Now!”

She fell out of the chair and onto her knees, eyes lowered immediately. Dammit, how did he do that?

“Becca! Get the hell up!”

She heard the furious shout and hastily threw herself back into the chair. Nick’s order took precedence in her mind.

She glanced up in time to see Nick’s fist fly toward Jonas’ face. It was caught in the older man’s hand, so Nick threw the other fist. He was abruptly knocked to his butt when Jonas swept both legs out from under him with a precise kick. “Calm down. I was making a point.”

Both Nick and Rebecca looked at him in shock.

Jonas shook his head. “Both of you have to learn to trust; to communicate; to admit your mutual attraction and go from there. Or this D/s relationship is doomed to fail.”

“We don’t have a relationship.” Rebecca whispered. “I wasn’t what he needed.”

“That’s not true!” Nick stammered. “I wasn’t what you needed, Rebecca. I know that.”

Jonas looked at Nick. “Explain.”

Rebecca watched as Nick’s face closed down. “None of your damn business, Blackshire. I want to know what the hell you were doing forcing Rebecca to her knees?”

“I want her. She’s just stated that you don’t, so she’s open to play.”

“I am not!” Rebecca stammered. “I didn’t…I don’t know why I…” she could feel the tears welling up in her eyes.

“So you do belong to Nick?”

She felt the tears fall. She lowered her eyes, unable to look at either man as she told the sad truth. “No.”

“Yes.” Nick hissed, coming to his feet, facing Jonas. “She is mine and I’ll fucking kill you if try this shit again, Jonas. I don’t give a damn if you saved my life or not.”

AUTHOR BIO 

Maggie Adams is an Amazon Best Selling contemporary romance author. Her first book in the Tempered Steel Series, Whistlin’ Dixie, debuted in Amazon’s Top 100 for Women’s Fiction, humor, on November, 2014 and then again at #61 in 2016. Since then, she has consistently made the Amazon bestseller 5-star list with Leather and Lace, Something’s Gotta Give, Love, Marriage & Mayhem, and Forged in Fire. She is also the recipient of the Dayreader Review’s Best New Series Award for 2015. Her series has launched the tiny town of Grafton, Illinois, into International recognition with sales in Mexico, Ireland, Scotland, Australia and the UK.

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Spurned, a Sweet and Sexy New Novella from the Elkridge Series by Lyz Kelley

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Spurned

by Lyz Kelley

Release Date: 7th March 2017

Genre: Contemporary Romance 

Synopsis

PAST CHOICES DO NOT DETERMINE THE FUTURE…

A broken heart. A yearning soul. A choice to make.

A SALON OWNER WHO’S FORGOTTEN HER DREAMS…

Kym Zhang feels stuck. Her parents abruptly moved, leaving her to balance running a nail salon and helping her best friend heal after a near-fatal car accident. The day-to-day grind is getting tedious until a mechanic sparks her interest.

A MECHANIC WHO’S STUCK IN THE PAST…

Zach Cohen’s been all over the world building cars for movie stunt scenes. When his mentor asks for help, the Hollywood film mechanic can’t refuse. Besides, he needs a quiet place to rest, and time to get over the woman who demolished his heart.

When the cute salon owner asks him to jump her—actually her car—he figures Kym to be the perfect solution to defuse the volatile situation with his ex. However, he underestimates Kym, and how much she can make him forget old hurts in favor of new love. A slow sizzle burns between Zach and Kym until Hollywood calls him back, forcing them to make choices between their obligations and what they truly want out of life.

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SPURNED is a steamy romance novella (23K words, 85+ pages) featuring a wounded woman and a man who fulfills a dream. If you like heartfelt characters, deep topics with emotionally powerful cores, and happy endings, then you’ll crave Lyz Kelley’s tales of strength, love, and survival.

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My Review of Spurned

** 5 of 5 Stars **

Spurned is the second book in Lyz Kelley’s Elkridge series, a spin-off from the first novel that features Kym Zhang, owner of the town’s nail salon, and Zach, a mechanic who’s come to Elkridge for a short visit to help out an old friend and former mentor. It’s a quick, easy read that’s sweet and full of heart, with relatable characters and a compact storyline that instills a “hopeful sense of urgency” from beginning to end. It features some familiar characters without divulging any new clues to the murder mystery disclosed in the first novel, so it works well as a standalone contemporary romance. However, if you’ve read Blinded, you’ll immediately feel a sense of time and place that will enhance your enjoyment of this story.

Spurned is a story about second chances, and in that respect, it mirrors the hopeful theme of the first book in the series. Like Blinded, it deals with the importance of letting go of the hurts of our past to live fully in the present; of taking risks, choosing to accept a bit of fear and uncertainty over the relative safety of an uncomplicated – but unfulfilled – life. That’s a lot to pack into such short read, but it feels effortless to the reader. In fact, Lyz makes it fun. Kym’s quick wit and sharp tongue are the perfect foil for the would-be villains of this story (Zach’s ex-girlfriend, a real drama queen, and her slimy husband). Her inner monologue is hilarious.

This is a story of instant attraction, not necessarily instant love. Their chemistry simmers not-so-quietly beneath the surface, repressed by each character’s fear until it’s nearly too late. But, as is the case with all good love stories, it’s never really too late. Lyz saves the best for last, and it’s well worth the wait.

I hope we see more of Kym and Zach as this series continues. As Kym would probably say, one taste of Zach is never enough, and I wholeheartedly agree.

Meet the Author

Award-winning, contemporary romance author Lyz Kelley lives in a small community in Colorado with her husband and several four-legged family members. Lyz writes about brave women who have faced extraordinary challenges, and the honorable men who have an enormous capacity to love, even if they may not know it.

A healing love is at the heart of her book series. Creating wounded yet amazing characters—discovering what drives them, frightens them, heals them, makes them laugh—is what gives her joy. Lyz is pleased to share that joy through her masterfully written stories.

To keep tabs on her award-winning novels, connect with Lyz by signing up for her newsletter at LyzKelley.com. Also visit LyzKelleysHeroes.com to join Kelley’s Heroes, Lyz’s VIP club. Members receive an exclusive copy of A Soldier’s Wife, learn about thoughtful giveaways, and get a sneak peek at upcoming releases. Members may even get the opportunity to receive advanced reader copies. Check out LyzKelley.com for more information.

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Why would readers enjoy this book? 

My Elkridge series is a puzzle. The series is a set of small-town love stories that will launch throughout 2017. SPURNED is the second book in the series, and it is the story of Kym—a beloved secondary character in BLINDED.

Series Synopsis: Small Town Series

Who murdered Sheriff Sam? And, more importantly, why?

Someone in the sleepy little town of Elkridge, Colorado has a sinister secret.

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SPURNED: Frequently Asked Questions: (FAQ)

Why did you choose a Hollywood mechanic for Zach’s profession?

My best friend since college has worked in feature films, most recently she worked on Fast and Furious 6.  Hearing about the behind-the-scenes challenges, and seeing special footage of the car chase scene was fun.  During those weeks of shooting, my friend got to know many of the guys working on the cars. While a Hollywood mechanic sounds sexy, most of the guys worked around the clock to modify cars ahead of the filming schedule. They are well aware that things can and do go wrong. Cars get crashed or dented or the onboard camera angle needs to be changed. It’s a hard job, but never more rewarding when a chase scene sequence runs perfectly.

What’s up with Kym and her sister?

Kym has always been the more serious and responsible sibling, as demonstrated when she stays behind to help Mara recover from her near-fatal car accident. When Kym’s family essentially abandons her by moving away from Elkridge, she is determined to make her life work.  Since the age of 19, Kym’s essentially taken care of herself, with little to no support, and resents her older sister who has always depended on others to bail her out.

What happened between Kym and Brad Clairemont?

Brad has small-town syndrome. Like his sister, Rachelle, they are big fish in a small pond, and have an entitled attitude. According to the small town standard, their dad is wealthy and connected. The siblings have been raised to believe they are untouchable. Take an arrogant male, and pair him with a stubborn woman, and you get a combustible relationship.  Unfortunately, Brad is no gentleman; he uses his fists to communicate and get his way.

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A small town murder. A second chance at love.

Somebody killed Joey Gaccione’s brother. After a ten-year absence, the big city detective returns home to Colorado for the funeral knowing he will be pressured to find Sheriff Sam’s killer. Joey’s instincts say whoever murdered his brother is part of something more sinister than the Elkridge deputies can handle.

Mara Dijocomo’s dreams died the night a drunk driver killed her parents and sister, and left her permanently wounded. After months of therapy, she’s finally adjusting to her new reality while working to save her mother’s floral business. When the first boy she ever loved walks back into her life, she wonders if she and Joey are getting a second chance to find love.

As Joey and Mara’s love blooms, the evidence becomes clear the local deputies are either ill-equipped to comprehend what’s happening, or someone’s covering up a crime. Joey and Mara fight to balance between their careers, family, and their renewed love until the FBI contacts Joey ultimately tipping the scales.

If you like a steamy romance, deep emotional topics, a thread of mystery, and a cozy happy ending then BLINDED is for you. The first book in the ELKRIDGE SERIES debuts a quirky cast of characters and begins introducing evidence to solve Sheriff Sam’s murder.

Buy BLINDED today to fall in love and start piecing together clues.

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Study Me, by Logan Chance: A Sweet and Oh-So-Sexy NEW Forbidden Romance

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Work, Study, eat, and repeat. For the life of a pre-med student Marley has
her work cut out for her.

To make matters worse, her professor Houston Dale is one of the hardest
teachers around. His sole purpose is to make each student suffer.

When Marley is asked to be his assistant for the semester forbidden sparks
will fly between them.

Houston Dale hates teaching Anatomy. With a secret past he won’t let anyone
get too close.

But, when his assistant lives across an alleyway and he can see all the
naughty things she does in her bedroom at night, Houston can’t contain
himself.

Forced to choose between his past and present, will Houston be able to be
strong enough to withstand the temptation of his student?

This is a forbidden Professor/Student affair. Get ready as Houston and
Marley heat up the pages and your hearts.

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EXCERPT

“Are you saying it was my fault?” This corner was a bad idea, because now
he’s pressed against me, his tall body encompassing the small space.

His dark eyes bore into mine. “Yes,” he says, matter of factly.

He’s refusing to whisper. What part of library does he not understand?

“Shhh.” I peek around him and the aisle is still clear.

His arms cage me in, and he eliminates every inch of space between us. “Do
not shush me again, Miss Murphy,” he dips his face down, close to mine,
“unless you want a repeat of earlier.”

Well, I do want a repeat, but it’s probably a very bad idea.

He leans close to my ear, brushing the hair away with his nose. “You want
me to whisper, Miss Murphy? How’s this?”

Goosebumps break out along my skin from the sensuous feel of his lips
against the shell of my ear. This is so bad. So bad. Anyone could come
around this corner and find us. And how did we get to this point? My
fingers grip the edge of his pockets when he whispers again, “Do it once
more and you’ll feel the sting of my hand on your ass, again.”

A soft “shhh” escapes me before I can stop it.

His teeth clamp down on my earlobe. “Fuck,” he whispers in my ear. “You
probably shouldn’t have done that.”

Book Review

Study MeStudy Me by Logan Chance
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Simply put, I loved everything about this story. It was a quick read, but it packed a serious punch, surpassing everything else Logan Chance has published to date – and that’s saying a lot because he has already demonstrated tremendous storytelling talent.

Houston Dale is one of the strongest, most compelling characters I’ve read so far this year, and he meets his match in Marley, his student (and also his teaching assistant). His heart is closed; hers is wide open. He uses sex as an outlet for frustration, anger, and pain; she uses it to peel back the layers of grief and guilt holding him hostage. Houston doesn’t know when or how to let go and move on; Marley knows when to hold on and when to let go, even when it’s the last thing she wants. It’s a perfect pairing in more ways than one.

Their bittersweet story is a potent mixture of forbidden attraction, off-the-charts sexual chemistry, hot alpha attitude, sassy dialogue, painful secrets and tragic loss. It engages your senses from page one and explodes into a wild, sensual ride that keeps you hoping for a happy ever after even when it seems out of reach. It gives nothing away until you’re so deep in the story you can’t put it down, and it delivers an emotional punch that will stay with you long after the story is over.

If you love a quick read that delivers an unforgettable story, pick this one up today.

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About Logan Chance

Logan Chance enjoys the simple things in life. Star Wars, music, and pretty
girls. Always in trouble at school, he was made to copy the dictionary
while the others played. This began his word fascination.

With a love of words he then realized he loved stringing those same words
together to create stories to inspire all.

From Boston, and relocated to Florida, he lives out his days writing,
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She wasn’t part of my original plan for revenge, but one glance at her and
I was entranced. I followed her for weeks, observing her habits. I’ve been
in her apartment numerous times, learning anything and everything I can
about her. She’s become an obsession, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make
her mine.

It’s only a matter of time before I have her where I want her … on her knees and at my mercy.

Soon, there will be no secrets between us.

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Who is she? My eyes narrow as I take in the red-haired nymph on the dance
floor. Studying her movements, I notice she’s graceful and fluid, yet sexy
at the same time. Watching her hips sensually sway to the slower tempo and
grind to the thumping bass has my teeth clenching and my heart pounding
wildly in my chest. I fight an instinctive urge to rush over, take her in
my arms and never let her go.

What the hell is wrong with me? I’ve never had this reaction to a woman
before. Usually, they’re just a means to get off – a nameless, faceless hole
to fuck. I use them hard and fast, bringing them extreme pleasure and pain
because one isn’t as good without the other.

I’m tempted to slide behind her and let my hands roam over the gentle
curves of her hips then slip around her waist to pull her flush against the
front of me. There’d be no mistaking the effect her body has on me. She’d
wiggle her ass against my cock, teasing me, then flick her eyes over her
shoulder with a small playful smile on her shiny red lips. My fingers would
slide down the soft material of her dress to skim along the bottom edge,
trailing over her silky thighs. She’d tremble from my touch, proof she
wants me too.

Merely thinking about it has me fighting the overwhelming urge to carry her
off and have my wicked way with her. I want to see her cuffed to my bed,
whimpering and begging for my tongue or hard cock.

She returns to the table in the back corner of Quake, a popular club in
Boston, with her friends. Her cheeks are flushed pink from dancing, and her
hair falls around her shoulders in a sexy disarray of waves.

My eyes scan the faces of the people she’s with. I know the names and have
background information on them all. I’m well acquainted with some, more
than others. I grimace as my hand rubs over my stomach. It was only weeks
ago that I had a knife buried to the hilt in my gut and I was at death’s
doorstep. Seeing the person responsible causes anger to burn through my
veins.

Taking a deep breath, I flick my gaze back to the living red-haired angel.
Immediately, I feel a sense of calm wash over me. She’s the only new face
amongst them and now that I’ve seen her – no other matters. I have to find
out who she is. I need to learn all I can about her.

Her eyes scan the room as if she can sense the heat of my stare. I smirk
knowing she feels it too. This pulsing attraction between us is powerful,
and it needs to be explored. It will be explored. When I set my mind to
something, nothing stands in my way.

Her hands smooth down the material on the back of her dress before she
sits. She awkwardly tugs down the bottom to provide as much modesty as
possible, but the short length leaves a good portion of her long sleek legs
exposed. I can tell she’s uncomfortable and I smile at her modesty. There’s
a sense of innocence about her I find extremely attractive.

Round after round of drinks are ordered by her friends as I stand here,
studying her every move, slowly sipping a beer. Watching her tongue make a
slow trek around the rim of her margarita glass, licking up all traces of
salt has me mesmerized.

She throws her head back, laughing, and her long red hair tumbles past her
shoulders.

What would her hair feel like trailing over my bare chest if she bent down
to kiss me while riding my cock?

I need to know who this precious angel is. Seeing her tonight isn’t a
coincidence. Fate placed her in my path for a reason.

Standing to the side of the bar, my shoulder braced against a white stucco
pillar, my casual body language conceals the hurricane of emotions she’s
stirring up in me. She’s an unexpected twist in my well thought out plan. I
can’t wait to get to know her.

Let the games begin…

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