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Catching Stardust (Falling Stars: Book 1) — Cover Reveal! @hthurmeier

FALLING STARS is a new series of Paranormal Romances. They have the same light-hearted, humorous writing you’ve come to love from my contemporary romances… just with a paranormal twist! But you won’t find any vampires, werewolves or ghosts in these stories! Each book in this series focuses on one of the Seven Sisters of the Pleiades from the Pleiades constellation who have fallen from their place in the stars to elsewhere in the universe. Each promises to be an exciting adventure as they journey to find their way home and maybe even fall in love along the way! The first in the series is CATCHING STARDUST and it’s coming soon…VERY SOON!! Are you ready to catch a falling star?
CATCHING STARDUST (Falling Stars: Book 1) ~ Coming VERY soon!!
Maia’s been banished to Earth from her place among the stars as the eldest sister of Pleiades… and all because Orion won’t stop chasing her around the universe. Now Maia has to find her way back to the stars with only the help of hunky astronautics scientist Zander while staying hidden from Orion.
Zander never expected the discovery of his lifetime to fall into his lap, but when Maia also falls into his bed, he knows there’s no way his can turn the goddess who’s stolen his heart into a science project. With his best friend ready to sell him out for fame, her wannabe lover Orion chasing after her on Earth, and time running out fast, Zander must fight to keep Maia safe long enough to get her home.
If going home means losing Zander, is Maia ready to go back to the stars?
Thank you so much to Kim at Hot Damn Designs for the beautiful cover!! I couldn’t have imagined it anymore gorgeous than this!! And a shout out to Jennifer from Hot Damn for the awesome formatting of my books. She made it so easy for me, the books should be available very soon!
Emancipating Andie by Pricilla Glenn @Priscilla_Glenn
Emancipating Andie, by Priscilla Glenn
Contemporary Romance
Release March 2013
Ever since the one time Andie Weber threw caution to the wind – and paid the price for it – she’s learned that it’s safer and smarter to live life playing by the rules. Now she’s got a great apartment, a steady job, and a wonderful boyfriend in Colin; he’s sweet, stable, and essentially perfect – except maybe for the fact that his best friend is Chase.
Chase McGuire lives his carefree, unstructured life strictly for himself. Dripping sarcasm and oozing wit, he refuses to censor his feelings or opinions for anyone, making no apologies for either and wearing his abrasiveness like a badge of honor. No one has ever gotten under Andie’s skin the way Chase does – and vice versa.
About the Author
Priscilla Glenn lives in New York with her husband and three children. She has been teaching English Language Arts at the middle and high school levels for the past eleven years while moonlighting as a writer, mommy, coach, student, and professional laundry-doer.
If you catch her when she’s feeling sophisticated, she’ll tell you her favorite things are great books and good wine. In the moments in between, she’ll admit her love for anything Ben and Jerry’s, UFC fights, and Robert Pattinson.
Glenn is also the author of the contemporary romance/YA crossover BACK TO YOU.


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Sweetest Taboo by Eva Marquez @EvaAuthor My casting

Sweetest Taboo
There was not one thing I didn’t love about the book. The author had a way of writing that will get the reader upset, yelling at the book, and then crying. That is the way that you know how good the author is! Anyone can paint a picture but this was like a 3d landscape.
Isabel Cruz was fifteen years old when she met Tom Stevens. Tom was her swim coach and she had a crush on him. Coming from a very traditional family Isabel was reserved until Tom said “write me a letter”. She was not sure what to write, but she wrote from her heart. Now at this point I am so deep into the story that I read for an all-night marathon! She was 15 when they started meeting. Before anyone goes on about the subject matter, let us not get carried away! She is old enough in my opinion to make a choice. She does and so does he. They really do love each other and there was nothing in the past. NO molestation, no psych consult, and no father issues, it was love. This is one of the most taboo kinds of love there was, a relationship between a student and her teacher.
Read it NOW and go with Isabel as she explores a dark love. She goes on in turmoil, hiding and lying to be with her “one and only”. Another reason I LOVED the author is that she didn’t let people judge Isabel. What I mean is that if everyone found out and told her to stay away from Tom, then she would just go to him even more. Isabel internalized all of her feelings and made her own choices As for Tom, things are not what they seem to be. I think it is refreshing to get worked up about a subject or book when you do, it was told correctly. I was not bothered by the age or the fact that he was older and married with two kids. Men will be men and I do think it was love and not anything more sinister.
I hope that you all love it as I did. Yes I think Tom really is in love with this 15 year old girl, and Isabel is equally as in love. The sequel is Tainted Love and it was a little bit better!
Here is my idea of Tom
My idea of Isabel
Born in Buenos Aires, Argentina, daughter of European immigrants, Eva Márquez has spent most of her life outside of her home country. At the age of five, Eva accompanied her parents to the United States, where the family settled permanently. After graduating from university, she went on to complete graduate studies in International Relations in Spain. Eva received her Master of International Studies degree from the University of Sydney and went on to work in the global health field in Sub Saharan Africa and South East Asia. Eva currently resides in Southern Africa.
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The Judas Kiss, book 2of The Judas Curse free 2/23 & 2/24 by Angella Graff @AngellaGraff
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Bunny Hills and Bikinis by @hthurmeier
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Few Are Angels & Awakened by Inger Iversen Giveaway

Darke
Compassion was a sentiment I thought I’d forgotten long ago, that was until I heard Ana’s pleas to Ella. She
understood nothing of Ana’s life here in this prison. Ella and Hélène were so different, but that was a long
time ago.
Hélène had understood more about Laurent and the dire situation that Fate had placed her in. Ella was
naïve, annoying; and I doubted her ignorance was real. Surely the Council had told her the kind of man
Laurent was—the kind that took loved ones’ prisoner to guarantee fealty. His kingdom was one that few ever
entered of free will, and even fewer—if any—had left him and lived.
Ana was one of the few innocents; my own hands were tainted by so much blood, my sight was red with it.
She was here because of her parents—their greed for power only awarded them with death and their only
child with slavery, losing even her name. Calling her Sophie was forbidden, and no other Chorý here but me
had ever risked using it.
She stood in the corner, shaking with fear. So beautiful and petite. With the strength of ten men and a thirst
for blood, she could easily be considered a monster, but it didn’t lessen her beauty in my eyes. “Calm
yourself, Ana. She will not tell him anything.”
She had felt the wrath of Laurent too many times to be calmed so readily. As soon as I uttered the words to
Ana, I knew that they meant nothing.
“Let’s go.” I gently pulled her down the hall toward the double doors that led to the courtyard, to take her to
the one place she often visited after a hard day. The patio was filled with foliage strong enough to face
winter’s wrath. It was dark out, but the moon was high in the sky and shone brightly through the double
doors.
Her eyes widened, and she pulled from my grasp.
Ana shook her head. “I can’t leave her in there, upset. I heard what you said to her. How could you?” Fear
and concern filled her small face. Ana knew what it was, to be held against her will, to be hopeless and
afraid. Even when she should have been angry with Ella and her assumptions, she wasn’t. She understood
Ella. In a way, she and Ella were similar—only Ella’s life had an expiration date darkening it, set by Laurent.
“I had to make her understand, Anastaise.” I placed my hand on her shaking shoulder. “She must be made
to understand what has truly happened.”
Anastaise would hear nothing of it. I looked at her big golden eyes and had to make myself remember that
she was no longer a child. She had been brought here at only fourteen, and in the four years that Laurent
held her believing that she was the Arc, she’d been forced to become something she wasn’t.
Though in that time, girls her age were married and with child, she was still so innocent; and in my eyes,
she’d remained that way. I did the dirty deeds that Laurent insisted she do. Anything a child like her
shouldn’t have had to see or do, I shielded it from her. Maybe my shelter had weakened her in the world
where she would have been forced to maim or kill. I took her sins as my own to keep her own hands clean.
“You shouldn’t have told her that. It wasn’t fair of you to do that.” Anastaise shook her head.
Her disappointment burned through me. I went to place my hand on my chest but stopped.
Anastaise held her hands to her face. “You think she has no right to be angry, that she should just trust
what we say to her, but why would she? How could she? We keep her here for him, and we know what he
will put her through when he returns.”
The hole where my heart once belonged shuddered again.
“Darke, we are the monsters she believes us to be. When will we admit that to ourselves?” She sighed
heavily and headed for the door.
I stopped her. “Do you truly believe that, Sophie?” I stared at her, amazed at how little she thought of
herself. Such a beautiful innocent creature she was in front of me. “Do you truly believe that you are a
monster?”
She glanced away from me for a moment and then peered into my eyes, as if debating how to answer me.
How could she feel that way? I had worked so hard to protect her from the dark deeds that she would’ve had
to commit for Master, yet she still felt as tarnished as I was.
I looked down at her hands, smooth, pale, and clean, and then to mine—dark and calloused, they
announced all my sins and the innocent lives I had taken. The ties I once had with the Council were long
gone, and though I believed that they were corrupt, I still believed in their ability to protect Ella from the fate
she’d been promised too long ago. I only wondered if they’d gotten my clue. Would my brother follow it and
save her? Such a small slip might have gone unnoticed.
It wasn’t that I was trying to redeem myself. I had given up on that hope long ago, but if the myths were true
about this Arc, her life was worth more than my own. I just hoped that they would save Anastaise, as well.

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Sweetest Taboo by Eva Marquez @EvaAuthor

EXCERPT
“You’re my sweetheart,” he told me, his voice sad. “I can’t imagine life without you. I don’t want to have to imagine life without you.”
Tom rarely used terms of endearment with me, these days. When he did – in these rare moments when he called me his sweetheart – my heart melted. All of the turmoil, the sleepless nights, the protracted nature of our relationship, became nothing more than a passing inconvenience and very worthwhile. Tonight, though, I knew that the word came with drawbacks. They gave me the courage I needed to say the words I’d been dreading.
“My graduation won’t affect our relationship, you know that,” I told him. “Look at how much we’ve been through together. If we made it through all of that, we can make it through anything. Tom, I want to be with you always, no matter where life takes me after graduation.”
I spoke passionately, fully believing in what I said. I was absolutely devoted to this man. But somewhere deep inside, I knew I was being dishonest. Neither of us wanted our relationship to change, but it was clear that things were going to change, and soon. I had just been offered a place at a small, private liberal arts college on the East Coast. The choice had been difficult because although I wanted to stay close to Tom, I also wanted to move forward with my life. In the end, I accepted the offer. Tom hadn’t really reacted when I told him. It hadn’t affected our relationship. Now, though, the cracks were starting to show.
“I want to believe that,” Tom answered quietly. “I loved the last letter you wrote me. Every time I read your letters, I feel like I’m sixteen again. I feel like I’ve come out of a deep sleep.” A pause, and then, “I can’t lose you, Isabel. You’re the reason I wake up in the morning; I can’t love anyone more than I love–”
Suddenly I heard a distinct click on the line. My heart plummeted.
“Did you hear that?” Tom snapped, his tone suddenly terse. “Did someone pick up the phone at your house?”
“Hold on a minute, let me check inside.” I slipped back inside and listened, but the house was completely quiet. The kitchen phone was on the counter, my mom’s office was dark, and I was holding the only other phone in the house.
“Who picked up the phone?” Tom repeated, worry coloring his voice.
The click had not originated on my end of the line. I should’ve been relieved, but my panic rose even more.
“Tom,” I whispered into the receiver. “It wasn’t here, everyone’s asleep…”
“I have to go,” Tom interrupted abruptly. “Danielle’s coming.”


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