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Monday, May 6, 2019

Excerpt Reveal: KING OF RUIN by May Sage!

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Title: King of Ruin

Author: May Sage

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Release Date: June 6^th

About King of Ruin

They say the fae used to take the most beautiful maidens and make them their brides. They lied. What they do with them is much worse. After the seven lords of Sidhe are massacred in one day, the thrones of the fae realm pass down to their heirs. The Iron Circle remains leaderless, as its true lord lives in another world. The nobles of the realm will find the heir, and they will destroy him. Or her. West, in the Silver Circle, a new lord has taken the throne. A warrior who never hesitates to crush ants for the good of the world. A man whose rule will change the fate of their realms. Melpomene has never known where she came from, and after centuries, she’s stopped caring. Until the fae take her, dragging her to a land where bloodlines and power is everything. To survive, she needs to embrace the monster buried inside.

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There was a young boy among the prisoners. Younger than Dreron, by far. A teenager. He was trembling like a leaf. Whatever Alrik had planned, the boy would not last a minute. "You may claim whatever weapon you may steal or exhort from any of us. Spill the blood of your peers, fertilize our forest with their remains. The last three standing will have earned their freedom." The bloodbath started. None of the darklings hesitated, begging for swords that the Ironers were more than happy to provide, eager to see them murder each other. Some among the prisoners were prey, and others, hunters. The boy Caim had noticed, because of his youth, fell in the first lot. The smell of blood and the clash of blade against blade awoke something dark inside him, making him want to join in. This was what they were: wildness. But the boy wasn't fair game. Destroying youth was where he drew the line. His eyes followed his progression. He would not enjoy seeing him die, but if he spoke up against it now, he would be undermining the authority of a lord of Iron, one likely to become regent, on their land. The boy stumbled over his feet, missing a blade by an inch. He crawled away, hands around his head, crying, trying to get out of the massacre. He hit a bare leg. Caim lifted his gaze to the would-be murderer of the child. It was a woman, and she had no weapon in hand. Caim watched her bend over, extending her hand to the boy, whose eyes widened. He took it, carefully. She pulled him up to his feet. The woman was emaciated, with dark circles under her eyes. Yet, she was beautiful. Striking. Memorable. Among a crowd of fae ladies in silks, she stood out in her rags. Her golden skin and dark hair. Her eyes. Her voice. It was but a whisper. "I warned you I could not protect you," she told the boy, letting go of his hand. "So stay close." That she'd survived five minutes without any weapon had surprised him. Now, it didn't. Tired and spent as she was, her every move was fluid and precise. A Gaian darkling came from the side with a blade; she tilted her pelvis forward, and the blade hit air. She reached for the attacker's hand and pushed it back into his skull, all the while avoiding another hit on her left shoulder. Water. She moved like water. If she'd had a sword in hand, Caim knew she could have made short work of all the prisoners, and most of the lords, no doubt. But she seemed content to let them murder each other, simply defending herself—and the boy holding on to her like the lifeline she was.

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May Sage is a USA Today Bestselling romance writer dabbling in different genres, although the readers who follow every series know they’re all related. When she isn’t writing, she spends her time with her German Shepherd, her two Savannahs, and her black rescue cat, in England. She loves reading, ballet, running, and cake. Mostly, cake. Follow her on Facebook or join her newsletter for the latest update.

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Monday, January 21, 2019

Excerpt: ONLY A BREATH APART by Katie McGarry!

Would you dare to defy destiny? Are our destinies written in stone? Do we become nothing more than the self-fulfilling prophesies of other people's opinions? Or can we dare to become who we believe we were born to be?

“A gorgeous, heartfelt journey of redemption and love” (Wendy Higgins), ONLY A BREATH APART is a young adult contemporary novel from critically acclaimed Katie McGarry. “Haunting, authentic, and ultimately hopeful” (Tammara Webber), order your copy of ONLY A BREATH APART now!

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They say your destiny is carved in stone. But some destinies are meant to be broken.

The only curse Jesse Lachlin believes in is his grandmother’s will: in order to inherit his family farm he must win the approval of his childhood best friend, the girl he froze out his freshman year.

A fortuneteller tells Scarlett she's psychic, but what is real is Scarlett’s father’s controlling attitude and the dark secrets at home. She may be able to escape, but only if she can rely on the one boy who broke her heart.

Each midnight meeting pushes Jesse and Scarlett to confront their secrets and their feelings, but as love blooms, the curse rears its ugly head…

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~JESSE~

“So you’re the decision maker now?”

He waits too many beats before speaking or maybe not enough. “I took on this role because, believe it or not, I care. I won’t pretend to understand the pain you’ve gone through, and I won’t pretend to understand your connection to this land. I’ve watched you grow up. I know, for you, this farm is like a Band-Aid on cuts that won’t stop bleeding.”

If that was meant to make me feel better, it didn’t. “You’ll never vote for me. You’re biased.”

“I’m not biased.”

For days I’ve been a stick under pressure, being bent too far. Finally, I snap. “I know you told Gran not to take me in after Mom died and to put me in foster care. You told her I was too broken and couldn’t be fixed. I know because I heard you. Tell me now you’re not biased.”

Guilt flashes over his face, and he tries to hide it as he flips through the folder in his hands. “If it helps, that’s why your grandmother set up the tribunal and chose two other people to help make the decision. Majority vote will win, and she believed you’ll rise to the challenge.”

I’m not sure if I respect him or hate him for not denying what we both know is true regarding the foster care. I’m also not sure how I feel that he doesn’t apologize either.

“She chose people who will give you a fair shake,” he continues. “This isn’t a death sentence. It’s a wakeup call. It’s August, and you have until May to prove you’re responsible. You have time. Take it. Prove me wrong.”

A growing sense of purpose takes root within me, and I do my best to funnel my anger and grief into it. “Who, besides you, is on the tribunal?”

If I tell you then I run the risk of you putting on a show for those people. This is your chance to change for the better. Take advantage of it.” Marshall leaves the paperwork on the antique table, shoves his folder back in his leather bag, and stands. “If it’s any consolation, I want you to succeed, but I want you to truly succeed. I won’t vote for you to keep the land unless you show me you understand what it means to run a farm of this magnitude.”

It’s no consolation. That’s him attempting to ease his guilt for when he votes against me.

“I’m sorry for your loss, Jesse. If you need to talk or if you’d like to stop by for a meal, you’re welcome at my house. And if you get tired of being here alone, you can live with us. We have plenty of room.”

I don’t believe any of that, but I nod because doing so will get him out of my home faster. Marshall stares at me for a few more seconds, as if contemplating saying more, but he doesn’t. Instead he walks out, shutting the door behind him.

His engine purrs to life and rocks crack under his moving tires. Then there’s silence. Maddening silence. I drop into Gran’s recliner, lower my head into my hands and close my eyes. I’ve lost Gran, and now I could lose my land. The only thing left that I love. The only thing in my life that brings me peace. “Why, Gran?”

I strain to listen in the silence, and my gut twists that there’s no response. “I miss you.”

Still no response and my head begins to throb. My cell in my back pocket vibrates. I dig it out, expecting to see a text from one of my friends, but I pop my neck to the right at the sight of Glory’s name. You need to stop by tomorrow night.

Me: No

Glory: I know of your grandmother’s plan

Me: So do I

Glory: But I know who the people are who will be deciding your future.

Me—stone cold frozen.

Glory: Stop by tomorrow at nine. I should be wrapping up my last session then.

Me: I won’t be there.

Glory: Yes, you will.

“Gritty and real, Only a Breath Apart is a story of hope conjured from pain, strength drawn from innocence, and love earned from self-respect. Beautiful, poignant, and fierce.” ―Kristen Simmons, critically acclaimed author of the Article 5 series

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Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Excerpt: LOVE MONEY by Jami Wagner!

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EXCERPT:

“You ready?” Jett asks, coming into the kitchen before I pry Whit for more information. Like, why didn’t he come around much before? What changes did he need to make?

“Yeah. Thanks again.” I hug Whit and head across the hall. Jett is right behind me, his hand on my lower back. I know I should tell him more about my life, but him not knowing is like I get to pretend some of it never happened for a little longer. I’ll tell him everything eventually, just not yet.

“Did you have a good night?” he asks.

“Yes,” I say. I want to tell him that tonight was the first night I’ve talked about Kenzie to anyone who wasn’t Sam, and how for once, I forgot how Sam and I are alone in the life we live. Because tonight showed me that we aren’t anymore. So, a simple yes is an understatement of how good my night has been.

“Did you?” I ask.

“I’m quickly learning that any night I spend with you, I’m more than just good, Charlie.”

I can feel my cheeks heat at his words and I hate how he can still make me blush like this.

I step inside and turn back when I can’t feel Jett’s hand on me anymore. He’s looking over the railing.

“Is something wrong?” I ask.

His head snaps to look at me like he’d forgotten I am here. He grins, follows me inside, and laces his hand with mine, spinning me into his arms as the door shuts behind him. The same hand that holds our fingers wraps behind my back while the other touches my cheek.

“I hope you know that if you ever want to talk to about your family, I’ll always be here to listen.”

I swallow back the tears.

“Thank you, but I’m not sure you could handle the hot mess I become when I talk about it or my life.”

“We won’t know till you try, will we?” he says. Then he presses his lips to mine.

“There’s a lot about me you don’t know,” I tell him, returning my lips to his as quickly as I can. I force my tongue into his and he groans, accepting it, turning the kiss deeper.

“Charlie, I’m going to be honest, if we keep this up, I don’t know much control I will have to stop.”

“Then don’t.” I pull back to look in to his eyes. “Don’t stop doing anything.”

“You’re sure about that?”

I nod without hesitation. I want him. I want Jett. I want everything he has to give me. I’ve never felt like I do when I’m with him.

He kisses me hard and pushes me up against the wall. I push him back; his chest rises and falls as he breathes hard, watching me lift my shirt over my head.

His tongue slips over his lips as his eyes stay focused on me. I unbutton my shorts next and drop them then turn for my room. But he doesn’t follow right away.

“Are you coming?” I ask.

Title: Love Money

Author: Jami Wagner

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: Nov 20th

About LOVE MONEY:

Sam. Jett. Clint. Jimmy. One I need to keep alive. One is stalking me. One has lied his way into my heart. And the last one ... he's going to kill me if I don't give him what he wants. Someone died because of me. But this go-around, I could get the girl and solve the case at the same time. Protecting my heart ... yeah, that wasn't in my training.

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JAMI WAGNER was born in Wyoming. Still living in the Cowboy State, Jami and her husband are currently writing their own love story with their yellow Lab. Jami enjoys writing Romance and published her debut novella, Date in the Dark, in 2015. Her first full-length novel, Just One Kiss, was published in October 2015 and is the first book in her Black Alcove series. The remainder in the series, Just One Night, Just One Touch, Just One Moment, and Just One Spark are available now. Visit and connect with Jami at www.jami-wagner.com, on Facebook at www.facebook.com/AuthorJamiWagner, on Twitter at @Jami_Wagner, or on Instagram at @JAMIWAGNER_.

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Friday, November 9, 2018

Excerpt: WAIT UNTIL DARK by Kat Martin!

WAIT UNTIL DARK

EXCERPT

Jonah Wolfe was not what she expected. Not at all.

April's best friend had gone out with him a couple of times so she figured he'd be attractive. She hadn't imagined he would be at least six-foot-two inches of handsome-as-sin, black-haired, lean-muscled male. With his perfectly symmetric features, slashing black eyebrows, and brooding dark eyes, Wolfe was beyond good-looking.

Though in a way she was surprised she'd noticed.

With the election bearing down on them, she had no interest in men, hadn't dated in nearly a year. More importantly, she was consumed by the murder of a man she worked with and terrified of what might happen to her.

She needed help, and Jonah Wolfe appeared to be exactly the kind of help she needed. Murder was a dangerous business. The private investigators who worked for Chase Garrett at The Max were reputed to be the best in Dallas. Wolfe wouldn't be there if he weren't extremely good.

He returned to the conference room with a yellow pad tucked under one arm and two Styrofoam cups filled to the brim with freshly brewed coffee. He set a cup down on the table in front of her, black, as she had requested, and returned to his seat, stretching his long legs out in front of him.

"If we're going to be working together," he said, "let's stick with first names, all right, April?"

"All right."

"Start at the beginning. Give me a quick run through of your day, into the evening as far as you can remember."

She took a fortifying drink of coffee, set the cup down on the oak conference table. "It started off as usual. I got up, got dressed, and went into the mayor's campaign office. I had a meeting scheduled with members of my staff to work on poster designs. Mark is up for re-election in November so we have plenty of work to do."

"I'll need a list of everyone in the office. Separate the ones on your personal staff."

"All right."

"What happened after the meeting?"

"I took the designs down to the printer to get things started."

"And afterward?"

"I went back to the office. We had a working lunch and kept going. We didn't finish till about six p.m."

"So you left around six?"

"Some people left, some of us stayed. It's not unusual for me to work till seven or eight."

"What about Dean? Was he there?"

She nodded. It made her chest feel tight to think those hours were the last David would live. "We both stayed. There were five others besides David and me."

He pulled a pen out of the pocket of his jeans. "I need the names."

She rattled off the names of the two volunteers and three staff members. "We all walked out at the same time. Since it was Friday night, we decided to stop at the Derby and have a beer. It's just a few doors down from the office. If we're going somewhere after work, that's usually the place we go."

"You and Dean went there together?"

"And Susan, Timothy, Collin, Brad, and Peggy. Collin sprang for pizza."

"What happened after that?"

"David drank too much. He's been known to overindulge on occasion. He needed a ride home and I was the only one with a vehicle parked close by. My car was in the lot behind the office so we went out the back door and walked directly there."

"So you and Dean left the bar together. The police will be looking at camera surveillance in the area. They've probably already found that out."

"I told them that. It wasn't a secret." She took a sip of coffee, her hand trembling when she picked up the cup. She took a moment to compose herself. Wolfe didn't rush her, for which she was grateful.

"Okay, so the two of you are out in the parking lot."

"That's right. I remember feeling a little dizzy as I reached my car. I was thinking maybe I shouldn't be driving either. Maybe we just should have shared a cab, but David's condo was only a few blocks away. I knew I hadn't had that much beer, and I'd eaten plenty of pizza, so there was no way I could be drunk."

"Go on."

She touched her forehead, straining to recall more of what had happened. She'd had a headache all morning. The harder she tried to remember, the more her head throbbed.

"I got in my car and David got into the passenger seat. He was really drunk--or at least that's the way he seemed. I remember reaching for my seat belt, but I was beginning to feel sluggish and I had trouble clicking the belt into place."

She looked up at Wolfe. "I don't remember starting the car. In fact, trying to fasten my seatbelt is the last thing I recall before the police burst into David's bedroom this morning."

April stared at Wolfe, trying to gauge his reaction. She didn't like the dark look on his face.

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Wait Until Dark

P.I. Jonah Wolfe knows trouble when he sees it. So when April Vale storms into his office at Maximum Security, all his warning signs flash red. April’s been accused of murder, except she has no memory of how she woke up in her coworker’s bed--drenched in his blood--shot with her gun. As the campaign manager for the mayor, April’s job is on the line. Even worse, her life may be on the line if she doesn’t figure out who’s trying to frame her.

The clock is ticking and the pair must find the killer... before April winds up dead.

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Monday, November 5, 2018

Excerpt: DRAGONFIRE by Donna Grant!

We are beyond excited to be celebrating the release of Donna Grant's DRAGONFIRE with you today! DRAGONFIRE is #14 in the Dark Kings series. Purchase your copy now, and check out some teasers for the book below.

The sun blazed fiercely as it crested the mountains and poured its light into the valley and straight into Roman’s workshop.

He paused and closed his eyes as he soaked up the rays. In his mind, he was flying high in the sky, his wings slicing through clouds as the warmth of the sun wrapped around his body.

Roman allowed himself just a few more minutes of the memory before he opened his eyes and took a deep breath. Then his gaze returned to the two-foot-tall metal dragon he’d made. He ran his hands over the silver scales. It was to be a gift for Ulrik.

Now that the King of Silvers had returned to Dreagan where he belonged, it was time the Dragon Kings got down to business. First up was V. His friend had suffered long enough.

Roman placed the sculpture in a box filled with tissue paper and closed the lid before taking it and striding toward the manor. On his way to the great house, Roman saw V standing outside, his gaze directed eastward.

Roman placed the gift outside of Ulrik and Eilish’s room before he made his way to V. They stood side by side for several quiet moments, each lost in thought.

While every Dragon King had suffered in some way, the betrayal V bore hit Roman hard. None knew why someone had taken V’s sword and hidden it. Sadly, they hadn’t had much time to search for it after the theft because they were at war with the humans and then they sent the dragons away.

After that, each of the Kings found their mountains and slept away centuries. They woke in turns, but Roman knew Constantine, the King of Dragon Kings, had always kept a lookout for any weapon that even came close to matching the description of V’s sword. Many of those were in the armory because Con sent the Dragon Kings to retrieve the weapons—either by buying, bargaining, or stealing—to see if any were V’s.

All the while, V remained asleep in his mountain on Dreagan. The few times V woke, his need to search for his weapon overruled everything else. And the outcome was always disastrous for mortals. Which was why Con made sure that V remained asleep.

Until there was no choice but to wake all the Kings to fight a foe bent on revealing them to the humans.

“You doona have to do this,” V stated without looking at him.

Roman shook his head. “Same old V.”

Piercing blue eyes swung to him. V’s gaze narrowed. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that you still doona understand. All these thousands of eons, and you still believe that you have to do this on your own.”

“It’s my sword.”

Roman glanced at the ground and tried again. “Aye, old friend. It was your weapon that was taken, but how many times have you gone searching alone?”

A muscle ticked in V’s jaw.

“How many of those times resulted in catastrophic events?”

“I didna set the fire in Rome,” V argued.

Roman held up his hands. “No one said you did.”

“Nor did I cause the Black Plague. Or—”

“None of it happened until after you woke and went looking for your sword,” Roman interrupted. “I’m no’ blaming you. I’m simply stating facts.”

V stared at him for a long moment. “I lost my sword. I should be the one to find it.”

“I agree, but there’s no harm in having help.”

“You control metal, Roman. It’s Kellan who can find it. If any King can help, it would be Kellan.”

Roman cocked a brow. “I’ll try no’ to be offended.”

V ran a hand down his face. “That wasna my intention.”

“You’ve spent most of our countless centuries asleep. You’ve no’ interacted with the humans. Or anyone, for that matter.”

“So you doona trust me alone?”

“We all want you to find your sword. It’s time. And I’m going to make sure that happens.”

V looked off into the distance once more. “I can no’ remember where I lost it.”

“That doesna matter. It’s probably long gone from there anyway.”

His head jerked to Roman. “You know where I lost it.”

Roman held his gaze for a long moment, hesitating just a heartbeat before nodding. “Aye.”

“Do the others?”

Fuck. This was so not how Roman wanted this conversation to go. V was unpredictable without his sword, and each time he had gone searching for it, horrible things happened to everyone around him.

“Roman,” V growled dangerously.

“After the last time you woke from the dragon sleep, I went looking.”

V’s eyes blazed with fury as he faced him. “You’ve known.”

“I told Con the next time you woke, that I was going to help you. We would’ve left sooner if no’ for the whole Mikkel issue. I know you’re angry, and I’m sorry for that. But let me help.”

“I can no’ remember anything of that day. I had my sword, then I woke and I didna. Only because I refuse to go any longer without it will I accept your help.”

“Good. No’ that you could’ve stopped me from going,” Roman said with a grin. “I’ll let Lily know so she can get the helicopter ready.”

V let out a loud snort. “Nay. We’re going ourselves.”

Roman opened his mouth to argue the danger, but no words came out.

One side of V’s mouth lifted in a smile. “I didna think you’d mind. I’ve already asked Arian for some help.”

Roman looked up at the clear, blue sky but dark clouds were fast approaching Dreagan from off in the distance. “Con’s no’ going to be happy.”

“No human will see us,” V stated. “Arian will make sure of that.”

After a brief period where no dragon was allowed to fly around the sixty thousand acres of Dreagan, Con had finally lifted the ban. The magic barrier around Dreagan kept most mortals away, and anytime someone crossed it, the Kings were immediately alerted.

Years of being private had been shattered in one night when the Dark Fae released a video showing the Dragon Kings in battle, shifting in and out of dragon form while battling the Dark. Now, everyone wanted to know if real dragons existed on Dreagan.

A part of Roman wanted the humans to know the truth. Though there was little doubt that history would repeat itself and there would be another war between humans and dragons. Except this time, the Kings wouldn’t turn the other cheek. If there were another war, the outcome wouldn’t be the Dragon Kings hiding in their mountains for centuries.

A whistle above them had Roman and V turning toward the manor to see Arian leaning out the window of his chamber with his mate, Grace, by his side.

“Well?” Arian asked.

V gave a nod. But Roman watched as Arian’s champagne-colored gaze shifted to him. After a brief hesitation, Roman also gave a nod.

“Where are you two headed?” Arian asked.

V swiveled his head to Roman and waited.

Roman looked at the sky, already itching to shift and spread his wings to fly. “Romania.”

His advanced hearing caught the sound of Grace’s gasp, but he paid no attention. Arian would fill her in on all the details.

“We own homes in every major city around the world,” Roman told V. “There’s one in Bucharest, but we also have another in Timisoara, which is nearer the mountains.”

“Of course you do,” V said with a shake of his head while wearing a smile. “And I suppose there is a closet full of clothes for each of us.”

Roman grinned. “Con doesna do anything halfway.”

“He has always looked out for us, thinking of details few of us ever would.”

The clouds were nearly upon them, rolling into each other and growing darker by the second. Excitement rushed through Roman. He wanted to fly, yes, but it was more than that. Almost as if he awaited something.

Or something awaited him.

With every second the clouds took to reach them, Roman’s skin grew tighter. He yearned to be in his true form, to inhale and feel the fire rumbling in his chest.

To soar into the sky until the ground below was nothing more than a speck.

“And I thought I was the one with secrets.”

V’s words caused Roman to look his way. But he didn’t deny anything. What good would it do?

With a sad smile, V nodded and took off his black boots. Roman waited for him to remove the rest of his clothes, but V casually set the boots aside away from him.

Roman raised a brow. “Just the boots?”

“I like them. Shara bought them for me,” V explained.

Roman hid his smile. Shara was not only a Light Fae, but also mated to Kiril. She’d been one of the first mates to approach V, and she did it with the designer boots.

“What about you?” V asked.

Roman looked down at his clothes. He shrugged and quickly removed them. Unlike V, he tossed his boots toward the manor before wadding up his jeans and shirt and lobbing them near his shoes.

V rolled his eyes with an irritated shake of his head. “You couldna fold them?”

“Why?” Roman asked as a crack of thunder pierced the air.

Roman shot V a smile before he shifted and immediately launched himself into the air. The moment his wings spread and he caught a current, he drew in an easy breath. This was where he was meant to be, not stuck on the ground in a form not his own.

Shifting had made it easy to talk to the humans when they arrived, but he would always prefer being in dragon form. Everything felt … right.

The air smelled sweeter. He could feel the electricity from the lightning crackling in the atmosphere. And the rain … ah, the scent was divine. He loved how the drops hit his scales and rolled down his body toward his tail.

He glanced down as V came alongside him and spotted Con standing at the backside of Dreagan Mountain.

“Well,” V said via the mental link all dragons shared. “He’s no’ yelling at us.”

Roman studied Constantine for a long minute. “He’s different now that Ulrik is back.”

“Ulrik is where he was always meant to be,” V said. “Everyone knew that. Even Con.”

Roman flew higher into the clouds and shifted his direction southeast toward Romania. He glanced over and caught the sight of copper scales meandering through the clouds.

They might be on an important mission, but V was enjoying himself. It was such a change from the other instances when V had woken from sleep and left his mountain. Perhaps this time would end differently than the others, as well.

Maybe this time when V returned to Dreagan, he would have his sword with him.

Roman glided upon the air currents and, for just a moment, he allowed himself to believe that the mortals had never come to the realm to settle. That at any moment, his pale blue dragons would join him.

It was a dream he only allowed himself once every few days. And, frankly, it was getting harder and harder to remember what his old life had been like.

“Perhaps you should’ve slept more,” V said.

Roman glanced to his right to find his friend. “Meaning?”

“I see the far-off look in your gaze, but more than that, I see the misery.”

“I feel like memories of our other life are fading. I can no’ hold onto something I can no’ remember.”

“Maybe it’s better if you doona,” V said.

Roman’s head snapped to him. “You doona think the dragons will ever return.”

“Nay.”

Roman searched his mind and realized that he didn’t either. “We will be hiding for eternity.”

“Give the humans long enough, and they’ll destroy themselves. Look what they’re doing to this planet. I give them another two hundred years.”

“Before they die out?”

V chuckled. “Before they leave. They’re looking for another planet. I’m ready to point them in the right direction to hasten their departure.”

“No’ all will leave.”

V’s lips peeled back to show his long teeth. “Then we help them.”

Roman had to admit, he liked the idea. If only the Dragon Kings hadn’t sworn to protect the mortals. On a realm filled with magic, the humans didn’t fit in.

The Kings had felt sorry for them and gave them a place to live. After a couple of generations, a select few mortals were born with magic. They weren’t nearly as powerful as the dragons or even the Fae, but they could still do magic.

There was a time when some humans revered the Druids, but those without magic, who wanted a taste of that kind of power, grew jealous and soured the others until the Druids finally gathered in a safe place.

Roman hadn’t been to the Isle of Skye in ages, but the Druids survived there even now. Their numbers were dwindling, but they clung to the old ways and their magic.

Just as the Dragon Kings did.

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Passion burns hot in Dragonfire, the next Dark Kings novel from New York Times bestseller Donna Grant. It was a soul-deep longing, one that got into his bones and settled there, sending whispers of desire through him. The need, the hunger, grew tenfold with every breath. . . . As a Dragon King, Roman is sworn to protect all mortals—even though they no longer believe in dragons. But deep in the Carpathian Mountains, he discovers a beautiful and mysterious gypsy who possesses the power to see into his very soul. To reignite the fire in his heart. And to help him find the long-lost sword that could save the dragons forever… Sabina remembers the stories her grandmother told her. Legends of dragons and kings, fire and ice. And she’s never forgotten the dark prophecy that filled her ancestors with fear—a fate they tried to prevent by stealing a Dragon King’s sword. Sabina knows that helping Roman is dangerous. He is a dragon betrayed, and more powerful than any man. He could destroy her in a single fiery embrace. But how can she resist the longing in his eyes—or the feelings in her heart—when their destinies are bound by desire?

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About DONNA GRANT

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Donna Grant has been praised for her "totally addictive" and "unique and sensual" stories. Her latest acclaimed series, Dark Kings, features a thrilling combination of dragons, Fae, and immortal Highlanders who are dark, dangerous, and irresistible. She lives with her two children and an assortment of animals in Texas. Follow Donna Grant: Website / Facebook / Instagram / Goodreads

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Monday, May 6, 2019

Today we have an excerpt reveal for May Sage’s KING OF RUIN! Check it out and be sure to grab your pre-order your copy today!

Title: King of Ruin

Author: May Sage

Genre: Paranormal Romance

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Monday, January 21, 2019

Would you dare to defy destiny? Are our destinies written in stone? Do we become nothing more than the self-fulfilling prophesies of other people's opinions? Or can we dare to become who we believe we were born to be?

“A gorgeous, heartfelt journey of redemption and love” (Wendy Higgins), ONLY A BREATH APART is a young adult contemporary novel from critically acclaimed Katie McGarry. “Haunting, authentic, and ultimately hopeful” (Tammara Webber), order your copy of ONLY A BREATH APART now!

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They say your destiny is carved in stone. But some destinies are meant to be broken.

The only curse Jesse Lachlin believes in is his grandmother’s will: in order to inherit his family farm he must win the approval of his childhood best friend, the girl he froze out his freshman year.

A fortuneteller tells Scarlett she's psychic, but what is real is Scarlett’s father’s controlling attitude and the dark secrets at home. She may be able to escape, but only if she can rely on the one boy who broke her heart.

Each midnight meeting pushes Jesse and Scarlett to confront their secrets and their feelings, but as love blooms, the curse rears its ugly head…

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Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Today we have the blog tour for LOVE MONEY by Jami Wagner! Check it out and be sure to get your copy November 20th!

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Title: Love Money

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Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Friday, November 9, 2018

Monday, November 5, 2018

We are beyond excited to be celebrating the release of Donna Grant's DRAGONFIRE with you today! DRAGONFIRE is #14 in the Dark Kings series. Purchase your copy now, and check out some teasers for the book below.

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“Provocative [and] sizzling.” —RT Book Reviews (4 stars)

“A must-read.” —Night Owl Reviews

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**Today we have an excerpt reveal for May Sage’s KING OF RUIN! Check it out and be sure to grab your pre-order your copy today!**

Release Date: June 6^th

**Today we have the blog tour for LOVE MONEY by Jami Wagner! Check it out and be sure to get your copy November 20th!**