GODDESS OF SUBURBI A STEPHANIE KEPKE Suburbia meets scandal in this hopeful and honest portrayal of that moment in every woman?s life when it's time to make a change, even if that means risking losing it all. Goddess of Suburbia by Stephanie Kepke is a must-read for women looking to reconnect with their passions, and live authentically. When pillar of the community and PTA mom, Max, allowed her husband, Nick, to record a sex video of them on his cell phone, she thought of it as simply a way to keep Nick interested and entertained during his frequent business trips. But suddenly, Max is trending everywhere? her video lighting up the blogosphere and Twitter, thanks to the fact that she?s a genuine, imperfect woman. Now the paparazzi are chronicling her every move; her daughter wants to disown her; and her marriage has completely fallen apart. Just as things can't get any more chaotic, Max's college boyfriend, shows up two decades after he broke her heart. Now Max must learn to stop going through the motions of her life on auto-pilot and start living authentically, or risk forever being a suburban lemming running towards the cliff of old age.
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"This book is one of my favorite books of the summer... it's very connected with today's society... the people in the book are very real, every day moms and children. They aren't perfect... the characters are very intricate and they are all different in subtle ways. You get a feel for their personalities from the very first page. I was so deeply immersed in this book, I was rooting for Max from the beginning like she was my next door neighbor or sister." - Comfy Reading Blog "This was exactly the book I needed, right when I needed it. Goddess of Suburbia follows a suburban story that you can't imagine would ever really happen to anyone you know, while still managing to be entirely relatable... There's a lot going on in this story, but you'll be invested in Max's story right from the get go, and likely finding unlikely parallels between her life and your own..." - She Who Reads All the Books Blog "...from beginning to end Max's journey is one you're going to want to read, whether or not you're presently living a suburban fairy tale yourself... Max is impossible not to root for, right from the beginning... the writing...hooked me right from the first page.... A really incredible read. Highly recommended!" - Flights of Fantasy Blog "...I loved seeing a heroine who is solidly in middle-aged getting into a situation that is so tied to social media and modern technology. Max isn't exactly flawless as far as characters go, but that makes her so endearing. All I wanted was for things to go well for her, but this is a book, so of course her journey won't be an easy one. But it did make for great story telling! Highly recommended!" - Library Nerdette Blog
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When my youngest son was in three-year nursery, he would fall asleep on the way home from school without fail. I'd sit in my minivan every other day at noon for one to two hours and scribble down a story that came to me in those quiet moments... A tired PTA mom living her life on autopilot suddenly finds herself embroiled in an Internet scandal, the paparazzi tracking her every move. Her marriage is in jeopardy, her college boyfriend shows up and suddenly... Her tidy, boring existence is anything but. There were times I thought that story would never see the light of day, but it was so important to me, I never gave up. So many editors and agents said that they loved the story, loved my writing, but couldn't figure out how to market it. There's no rakish billionaire in this story, no vampire, no star athlete, none of the characters agents and marketing departments adore - but there is one regular, overwhelmed mom whom readers connected with and loved. So I pushed on, hoping this book would find a home one day. I figured if I'd love to read about a mom whose isn't perfect and whose life is even messier messier, there were others out there who would also like to read about that. I'm so grateful and thrilled that I was right. Oh and that little napping nursery schooler? He's in fifth grade now! It's been a long and winding journey, but I wouldn't change a thing. I hope you all enjoy reading Max's story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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His best friend...His muse...His fantasy... Noah Caldwell has spent ten years biding his time for the chance to tell his best friend Raven Crowne the truth. He wants her. With the threat that brought him to her in the first place finally behind him, they begin a hot affair he's only dreamed about. And reality is far better than fantasy. Yet beautiful Raven has her own dark history, one he's trying desperately to release from her. But as their passion deepens and turns into more, his past rises up from the shadows to claim one last victim...and Noah could lose the only person he can't live without.
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Kelly Moran is a romance author of enchanting ever-afters. No one who knows her bats an eyelash when she talks to herself. She is a Catherine Award-Winner, Readers Choice Finalist, and a Finalist in RWA's 2014 Award of Excellence. She earned one of the 10 Best Reads by USA TODAY's HEA. Kelly's interests include: sappy movies, MLB, NFL, driving others insane, and sleeping when she can. She is a closet caffeine junkie and chocoholic, but don't tell anyone. She resides in Wisconsin with her husband, three sons, and her black lab. Most of her family lives in the Carolinas, so she spends a lot of time there as well. Visit her... Website: http:/ / www.authorkellymoran.com
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Angel Hands, by Cait Reynolds, begins at the end of The Phantom of the Opera, revealing, for the first time, the true story behind Leroux?s fantastical tale and the real fate of the Phantom himself. When the Opera de Paris is purchased and renovated, years after a mysterious fire nearly destroyed it, the Phantom finds himself unexpectedly resurrected - in the form of a young boy hired by the manager?s daughter to play pranks on the cast, crew, and audience. After all, the return of the infamous ?Opera Ghost? can only be good for ticket sales, and Mireille Dubienne is determined to see her father?s investment become profitable. Plain, shrewd, and proud, Mireille pours the rage of her disappointed hopes and looming spinsterhood into helping her father manage the Opera de Paris and making it a success. What she doesn?t count on is the real ?Opera Ghost? deciding he no longer wishes to be an understudy in his own domain, the theater that Mireille believes is hers. The Phantom and Mireille push each other to the limits of their cunning to control and manipulate each other, with no game too low to play. With each passing day, the stakes get higher, until surrender is no longer an option for the Phantom or Mireille. Every trick and betrayal drives them toward a startling truth that will change more than one life forever: you can?t love what you hate? but you can desire it.
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I started writing blogs about a year and a half ago. My reason for starting a blog was twofold: I wanted to write about healthy relationships, a topic close to my heart, and I wanted to increase awareness and traffic to my website in order to grow my business. I have been a counselor for over 28 years, but this was my first time to have an internet presence with a new practice in a new town. Blogging seemed like a good way to introduce my practice and allow potential clients to see what I had to offer. I am passionate about helping people create more fulfilling relationships, and writing a blog seemed like the perfect way to get my message out to more people. While I got into a rhythm writing for my blog, writing a book never seriously crossed my mind. Friends and colleagues had mentioned the idea in passing over the years, but I did not see myself as a published author. It was scary enough to start blogging on a regular basis. I knew I had good information that people could benefit from, but I wasn?t sure I could write it in a way they would enjoy. At first, each blog felt like a great accomplishment, and I quickly realized that I actually enjoyed writing my weekly blog. Soon after, ideas for posts started coming faster than I could keep up with.
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At the same time, I became a regular guest on a radio show. The blogs and radio show?s topics fed each other, mainly the concept of creating healthy, lasting relationships. It was from this, that ideas about a possible book began to intrigue me. I took a look at my blog posts and realized I had a lot of information, definitely enough to start a book. This concept took root, and I began to write more blog posts specifically focusing on my secrets, thinking about how they would fit into a book. About six months later, I took the plunge and announced I was writing a book! From there, I made a list of all of the posts I had published and divided them into what I called the 4 secrets to an unstoppable relationship. This is how I came up with my original book outline and how many of my blog posts became chapter titles. As I started organizing the book, I could see areas that were missing, so those became new blog ideas. Before long, I had the beginning of a book. I was amazed at how easy the process was and how quickly it came together using my blog posts to organize the book and my book to write new posts. It was a perfect marriage.
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WRITE LIKE A WIZARD 2016 WRITING CHALLENGE ENTRY- K. WEBSTER IN 3000 WORDSOR LESS, TELL A STORY ABOUT A YOUNG WOMAN THAT LOST HER MEMORY. SHE WAKESUP IN A CABIN WITH A MAN THAT SHE DOESN'T KNOW. WHAT HAPPENS?
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?Shhh, it?s me, Damien.? The unfamiliar deep voice rumbles behind the bare, sculpted chest of the man sitting across from me. I narrow my eyes in an effort to bring forth any sense of memory. Nothing but darkness. In my head. In my heart. And right in front of me. This man is bad, I can feel it. ?Who are you?? He reaches a muscled arm toward my leg and I draw both of my knees up to my chest to escape his touch. His frown is immediate and it quickens the pace of my heart. I?d almost say I know, deep down, that he?s hurt me before. My body?s initial reaction is to stay away from his touch. ?I?m your husband, love.? His lips curve up into a half smile that causes heat to creep up my neck. I don?t want to like his smile but I can?t help it. It?s beautiful. Dragging my gaze away from his handsome face, I stare down at the massive diamond on my ring finger. Married. To this man. ?I don?t understand. Why don?t I remember?? Tears well in my eyes but don?t fall. I swallow down the terror of my situation and attempt to understand who the hell I am. ?Do you know your name?? I lift my gaze back to his tender one that causes my chest to ache before jerking it to the window behind him. Snow. Lots and lots of it. Everyfuckingwhere. We?re out here in a remote cabin in the middle of nowhere and I?m his captive. I think. ?Umm? ? I trail off and scrunch my brows together as I attempt to figure out that vital piece of information. ?Sarah Rose Hunt,? he provides with a soft voice. ?Born April 6th, 1981 to George and Regina
LeBlanc in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Your favorite color is black, you gothic geek, and you drink coffee as if it nourishes your soul somehow.? At the mention of coffee, I inhale. I can smell it and a sense of longing fills me. Perhaps this man does know me. Maybe I?m not his captive. ?Can I have some?? He flashes me a wicked grin that jolts me right to my core. ?Of course.? Damien rises from his chair from beside the couch and saunters off toward the open kitchen. In an attempt not to stare at his nice firm ass in his low-slung jeans, I inspect my surroundings. The small cabin doesn?t seem any bigger than a thousand square feet but it?s been elegantly decorated. The kitchen is sleek with granite countertops and stainless steel appliances. A massive flat screen is mounted above the roaring fireplace. And the sofa I?m lounging on is a soft, most likely expensive leather. We?re hardly roughing it out here. Wherever here is. Moments later, he returns with a steaming mug and I sip it with minimal hesitation. ?God,? I agree with a slight moan, ?this is so good. You?re right. I do love coffee.? He winks at me. ?Told you.? He then sits in the chair and leans back, his gaze devouring me. I squirm under it and glance back out the window. ?Why are we here?? Panic flashes over his features before he quickly masks it away. ?We?re vacationing.? My brow raises on its own accord. I do know him. As much as my overactive mind would like to imagine he?s my captive, I know better. And furthermore, I can sense he?s lying to me. ?We?re not vacationing. Out with it, Damien,? I bite out and pin him with a firm glare. He runs his fingers through his dark brown hair and huffs in frustration. ?We come here when we need a break. It?s our therapy.? This time, he?s telling me the truth. ?Why do we need therapy? Are we not happy??
From internationally bestselling author, K.N. Lee comes a breathtaking novella about two people from very different backgrounds and their experience with love at first sight. Still despondent from the shame of an office affair gone wrong, Sohana Shah is wary of her best friend?s new idea of a pick-me-up. Aimee has an uncanny knack for dumping trouble on Sohana?s lap, but the offer is enticing. Sohana could enter the exclusive establishment known as The Club, where there are only three rules? 1. Keep your mouth shut. 2. Keep your mouth shut. 3. Keep your mouth shut. Arthur Koenig is avoiding a return to England after a devastating break-up. To help mend his broken heart, he and his sister pass the time building new businesses in Karim, Texas. But one new client is a tougher sell than the rest. Determined to win this hard-dealing client, Arthur takes him to the one place where he cannot refuse their offer? or his beautiful sister: The Club. From backgrounds of torrid affairs to heartbreak, Sohana and Arthur were bound to collide, especially when he buys the law firm she works for...and offers to make her his personal assistant. Will either of them break down their protective walls when genuine attraction and love presents itself? Life gets steamy in The Club, especially when two people's secret desires are revealed.
His dark eyes lift to mine and he clenches his jaw. ?Sometimes we need reminding.? I wait for him to elaborate but he doesn?t respond. When he doesn?t, I set my coffee down and cross my arms over my chest. I wince at some bruising on my breasts. ?Was I in an accident?? He chuckles. ?No.? I glare at him. ?No wonder we had to come here for a time out. I was probably annoyed as shit at your lack of communication. Seriously, Damien. How in the hell am I supposed to remember who I am if you speak in riddles?? ?We were actually making fucking progress,? he says with a deep growl. ?Things were looking up and then I fucked it all up.? He doesn?t make any sense. Rage festers inside of me and begins to surge through me. ?How? So help me, Damien. Out with it. All of it before I get up and leave. I?ll find someone who can tell me more.? His eyes widen and he shakes his head in vehemence. ?No, please don?t do that. For fuck?s sake. I?ll tell you everything, okay?? I nod in a curt manner and press my lips together to keep from snapping at him anymore. ?We got into a fight. You told me you were sick of me and our marriage. That you were leaving me and had fucking divorce papers, love. I panicked.? I frown at his words but wait for him to continue. ?I tried to bring our spark back. To remind you of the passion we seemed to have forgotten. At first,? he says with a slight smile that causes my core to ache, ?you were into it. Kissing me and ripping at my hair like you couldn?t get enough of me. But then, as if you suddenly remembered, you turned cold on me. Told me it was over and there was no turning back.? His eyes, the color of my coffee, meet mine and the pain is evident. He loves me with every part of his being. The idea warms me and I bask in it. I?m not sure what happened between us but if he loved me so much, surely we can find our way back to that. Surely I can remember. Surely I can look at him that way one day too.
?Things got physical, as do most things between us, and before you know it, I?m fucking you against the wall in the hallway in a desperate effort to get to our bed.? The heat from his story burns through me and I shudder. ?So we had hot sex? Hardly seems problematic.? He chuckles and I swear it makes my panties wet. I?m embarrassed for some reason which is ridiculous considering he?s my husband and this is natural. ?Sarah, our sex has never been problematic. The aftermath usually is though,? he grins and his gaze drags over my breasts under my T-shirt. Bruises around my nipples seem to tingle and I understand that he knows they?re there. That he?s the one that put them there with his teeth and lips. The idea only further dampens my panties. ?I lost my memory from sex?? I question with an astonished laugh. He shakes his head. ?Well, sort of. We crashed through our bedroom door to the wood floor. You hit your head pretty hard.? I slide my fingers to the back of my head and touch it. It?s not tender. There?s no bruising. I don?t even have a headache. Something?s not adding up. ?I see.? But I don?t see. What if he?s lying to me again? Could I really be a prisoner? ?I need to go to the restroom,? I squeak out. He nods with furrowed brows and I feel the heat of his gaze on me as I rush to the open door next to the kitchen. How did I know it was the bathroom? I guess I have been here before. Shit, this is all confusing. Once I?m inside the bathroom, I shut the door and then find my way to the mirror. Long, black hair. Green eyes. Pouty lips. I?m pretty, I guess. Damien is hot. I suppose we make a good match. So why was I divorcing him?
We clearly have chemistry. Our eyes never leave each other?s. His proximity seems to heat me in a sexual way whenever he?s near. I?ve barely talked to him but can feel it down to my bones that we have an intense history. ?Sarah,? he murmurs and comes to stand behind me. ?I?m not lying to you. That?s how you hurt yourself. That?s why you can?t remember anything.? I bite my lip and meet his gaze in the mirror. Out of a carnal reaction, I lean back against his hard chest. His heat envelops me and I feel safe. I love this man. I know that much. ?I wish I could remember. Maybe we should go to the doctor and find out why I can?t remember.? His features darken and he severs our gaze. I gasp when his lips find the shell of my ear and kisses it. ?Let me help you remember, love.? I close my eyes as his large hands slip underneath my T-shirt and slide up to the globes of my breasts. His thumbs knowingly run over the bruises as if he remembers exactly where he placed them. I like his touch. I crave more of it. ?I know you love it when I do this.? The smug tone of his voice starts to irritate me until his hand travels down my bare belly and into my panties. ?Jesus, so wet for me. Do you remember how good we were together?? I moan when his finger expertly pushes between the lips of my pussy and massages my throbbing nub. He circles it in a practiced manner that brings me to orgasm within seconds. I cry out when intense pleasure surges through me. ?Oh, God!? I?ve barely come down when he?s shoving my panties down my thighs and urging me over the cabinet vanity. Like the whore I must have been, I let this stranger who claims to be my husband tear off my shirt and tug his cock from his jeans. I gasp when he kicks my ankles apart and enters me with force. ?Christ, Sarah!? Our eyes meet again in the mirror and this time, his are nearly black with a lust-filled glare that has my heart thrumming out of my chest. He?s intense and fuck-hot. I love him, I know it. ?Damien, I love you,? I blurt out. One of his hands slips around to my throat as he fucks me while the other finds my clit.
?I know, beautiful.? The sting of his words is long forgotten as another orgasm threatens to rip me in two. His grip on my neck tightens and it only serves to intensify my need to come. ?Look at me,? he grunts. His command ripples through me and our eyes meet once again. This. This feels familiar. I latch onto his stare as if it has the ability to tether me to his world indefinitely. His world, I belong in. His world, is one I am queen. ?Don?t come until I say, Sarah.? I frown because I know it will happen soon. Do people even have control over their orgasms? How do you even stop such a thing? ?I don?t know if I can stop it,? I confess, tears welling in my eyes.
Why do I feel like he?ll be angry if I fail? Why do I care? His gaze softens but he pounds harder into me. ?Try.? And I do. Closing my eyes, I grit my teeth and focus on anything but the pleasure. I think about him. Damien Hunt. My husband. What does he do for a living? How long have we been married? Where do we? ?Now, love!?
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His snarled out command jerks me from my internal ponderings and I allow myself to get washed up in the pleasure he?s doling out. The intensity seems to surge through me like a thousand volts of electricity and I?m powerless to stop it even if I?d tried. My entire body shudders beneath his touch and I don?t come down from my high until I feel his come trickling down my thigh. ?I love you too, Sarah. Every single day. Please don?t ever forget that.? His plea is heartfelt and it makes my chest ache. It?s as if he?s said this same phrase a hundred times. The words are familiar and unlock something inside my head. ?You?ve said that before.? His body stiffens and he quickly pulls out of me. He deliberately keeps his eyes downcast as he cleans himself with a towel. ?Damien? You?ve said that before haven?t you? A lot?? I?m taken aback when his angry gaze meets mine. Hot tears fill his eyes but he doesn?t let them spill over. His jaw clenches as he holds in words he doesn?t want me to know. ?Tell me, goddammit!? I demand with a wobble to my voice. ?I deserve to know.? With a loud exhalation of breath, he spits out words that chill my soul. ?Sarah, my beautiful wife, I?ve said that phrase every day for two-hundred fifty seven days.? But that means? ?How long have I been like this? How long have I been unable to remember?? He shakes his head and storms out of the bathroom, calling out over his shoulder. ?You have your answer.? Two-hundred fifty seven. Almost a year. With shaky hands, I fumble to get my shirt back on and drag my panties back up my legs. I chase after him and find him with his forehead against the glass of the backdoor as he stares out. ?We have this discussion. Every day, baby. Every goddamned day and you never remember. The doctors claim it will come back one day. To be patient with you.?
Tears roll down over my cheeks and I slide my arms around his bare waist. Resting my cheek on his muscular back, I inhale his scent and it seems a part of who I am it?s that familiar. ?When does it happen? When do I forget?? ?Every time you go to sleep, you wake back up clueless. That?s why we?ve stayed here in the cabin. I can keep you safe and watch over you.? His hands find mine over his stomach and he strokes the back of them. ?I?m starting to remember, I think,? I assure him. ?Like, I knew I loved you. I knew you hurt me at first but then came to realize it was because you like it rough when we have sex. And I knew you said those words. See, I?m getting better.? He remains quiet but his deep breathing and rapid heartbeat that I can feel through his back indicate a thousand thoughts running rampant through him. ?Damien, what if I leave a clue? I can write something down and then you can show it to me tomorrow. I promise, this can work.? He turns in my arms and smiles at me. It?s fake and for my benefit. My husband doesn?t believe me. As if we?ve had this entire conversation over and over again. ?Sure, beautiful. Let?s leave a message.? With a wild determination, I peel myself from him and set to hunting down something to write with. This time, I?ll remember. I?ll make sure of it. *** ?I won?t forget,? I promise as I trace lazy circles on his chiseled chest. I?ll never tire of touching this man. Ever. I can?t believe I would have ever wanted to divorce him. ?Okay, love.? His placating tone irritates me but I don?t call him out. I instead, burn these memories into my brain. The masculine, clean scent that permeates the air around me after our hot shower. The way his smooth skin feels under my fingertips. The deep rumble of his voice. The way his body connects perfectly with mine.
?Do I easily give myself up to you every day within minutes of waking up?? He chuckles and I bask in the warmth of it. ?Every time.? ?I love you, Damien. I can feel it. That?s why. I may not remember it but I feel it.? His fingers tangle in my hair and he kisses the top of my head. ?I know, love.? *** I?m hot. Suffocating heat drags me from my dreamless sleep and I attempt to sit up in the darkness. Something heavy prevents me from sitting up all the way and I freeze. An arm. A man?s arm to be exact. Did I get shitfaced last night? Is this a one-night stand gone too long? I slide out from under him and slip off the bed. The moment my bare feet touch the chilled wood floor, I sigh in relief. A cold draft of air cools my skin and I shakily hunt for my clothing in the dark. Sneaking into the bathroom, I flip on the light and look for anything to cover up with. I find a discarded T-shirt on the floor and quickly throw it on. The mad dash to the door is short lived the moment I make it to the window and see the white blanket of snow covering everything around the cabin. With a sigh, I make my way into the kitchen and flip on the light. My gaze falls to a notebook on the counter. Curiosity gets the best of me and I pick it up. Turning to the first page, I recognize my writing. Each page, a desperate plea for me to remember. A plea to remember my identity. My husband. My life. All signed by me. Sarah Hunt. Dread consumes me and I heave the notebook away from me. ?No,? I hiss. ?This is a bad dream. Wake up, Sarah!?
257 K. WEBSTER I?m stumbling back toward the door again. Maybe a mad dash through the snow away from this cabin will wake me up from this nightmare. This has to be a nightmare.
I?ve just turned the knob when two hot, strong arms grab me from behind.
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Her time is over. Things are looking up. She?s dirty and ugly. He?s wicked but handsome. Six months to toy with her. Six months of vacation and a ton of money. I?ll hurt her beyond repair. I?ve been through much worse. She's difficult to control and doesn't obey. I'm done submitting to anyone or anything in this life. I should hate her. I should hate him. The game has changed. I will win. Dirty Ugly Toy is a novel that blurs the lines of right and wrong, deals with abuse, contains dubious consent, and adult subject matter. If you are sensitive to violent sexual situations, the book may not be suitable for you. Some parts of this book are not easy to read and are not intended for everyone. However, those that keep an open mind and stick with it will not be disappointed. © Phot ographer Name
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A battle against the forces of Those That Stand in Shadow brings an end to an old hero and a beginning for a new one. Together with a half-orcne thief named Glaive, a young warrior named Qualtan must battle through undead hordes, shape-shifting maugs, hungry trolls, and more on his journey to become a knight. Along the way, he learns the world isn?t as simple as he first thought. Good and evil are not always what they seem, close friends can be deadly enemies, and loyalty can sometimes be rewarded with treachery. Even if Qualtan can grow from these lessons, a greater one will need to be faced: can an unexpected friendship with a thief of orcne blood, despised by all, support his chance for knighthood, or ruin it altogether?
HUGO NEGRON Biography Hugo Valentin Negron is an avid fan of myths, legends, and folktales. He grew up in Illinois where he still resides with his wife and son. His background includes an M.A. in clinical psychology from Roosevelt University as well as an M.A. in industrial/ organizational psychology from the Chicago School of Professional Psychology. He enjoys reading, biking, and walking winding trails through darksome forests, searching out the mystical beings that reside therein.
Facebook Goodreads 5.0 out of 5 stars Inspirational Thrilling AdventureBy DonKov on October 16, 2012 Format: Kindle Edition The thrilling journey you are taken on in this book is well scripted, deeply immersing you in each moment as the young main character is tested through life's tribulations. Tribulations although a bit more challenging on his path to knighthood than those we mere mortals face still equally relatable in our own. It's apparent the author is truly in his element here making it a pleasure to be along for the ride. I was left equating the challenges Qualtan faced to those we all face in our own lives, truly inspiring. Sadly though, there just aren't enough of us honorable knights in this world.
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FATED CAPTURE I am a normal seventeen-year old girl living a normal life... Well as normal as a Half-Human, Half-Craecia girl can be anyway while trying to avoid becoming an unwilling hostage of the Orfeo in the process of saving my best friend and brother from said Orfeo. Ok so I wasn't normal and neither was my life, but it wasn't all bad either. I am the Chosen. I know! Sounds so cool right! My very existence threatens everything Ose the leader of the Orfeo has obtained. I just don't know how to bring him crumbling to knees yet. That's where Lyon comes in ... *sigh. Yep I'm smitten.
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HEY! Don't judge me. If you had seen him
you'd be smitten too. He's all hot, sexy, Wow wow wow!!! What a book!!! This is her debut book and by the looks of things this is going to be one amazing protective wildness rolled into a beautiful, series!!!! Fated Capture kept me on the edge of my seat British-speaking male specimen and he from Chapter 1. Arsema and Lyon became my new favorite was created just for me. Together we will book characters! Fated Release can't come quick enough! Kristyn you can be super proud of yourself. Being a debut do everything in our power to stop the author is not easy but you have surpassed the mark and set evil from spreading and destroying the new standards for everyone out there. This is worth every world. dollar! I would highly recommend this book to anyone that loves Paranormal. You go girl!!!
FROM THE AUTHOR The world I have created, comes from the inspiration of both my Scottish heritage and my husband's Irish descent, with pride and respect for both cultures. The beauty of the Scottish Highlands, as well as the lush rolling meadows of Ireland, serve as a backdrop for the mythical realm of Rienfield. Many of the names of villages and towns that are used are actual names of towns and villages of Scotland and Ireland. They are used in direct correlation for what their rich past made them known for and is applied with loving respect for their history in the story. Many of the names of the characters are Irish, Scottish, or Gaelic, again showing my love and admiration for our heritages. The characters also speak Old Irish, from time to time, referring to it as 'old speak.' I hope you will find this as fascinating and beautiful as I did. You will find the Kingdoms of Gwenlais and Heathwin filled with wonder, danger, adventure, romance, love of family as well as betrayal. The people, races, and beings, will beckon you to return and visit, over and again, sharing in their joys, sorrows, tragedies and triumphs. So my friends, find your comfortable reading place, and immerse yourself in the lives of the warm, courageous, humorous, and sometimes frightening characters, which make up the world of Rienfield. With warmest regards; M.T. Magee
ABOUT THE BOOK Princess Laurel of Gwenlais, finds herself tragically and quickly thrust into a world of danger, so unlike the idyllic and sheltered life she has known. These dangers from an unknown enemy, also unexpectedly throw her into the arms of Caleb, the warrior Prince of Heathwin, the nearby kingdom in which Gwenlais has a tense alliance with. The more refined people of Gwenlais, find their neighbors and protectors of the West necessary, but consider them uncouth and sometimes barbaric. The long and bloody feud between Heathwin, and the mysterious, frightening, and misunderstood, race of beings, called the Rabkins, had finally reached an uneasy truce, by the hard fought and diligent efforts of Prince Caleb. This fragile agreement, was soon shattered by an attack from outside, that threaten both kingdoms of Gwenlais and Heathwin. Laurel and Caleb find themselves, not only fighting for the peace and existence of their kingdoms, but fighting for their new found love that is imperiled at every turn from a nameless enemy, and their own people as well. Laurel follows her calling, by beginning her training in the ancient healing arts of the Ollams. She soon finds that her skills may be needed to heal more than just the physical wounds of others, but also the wounds of the heart, long put upon by the people of both she and Caleb?s kingdoms by the mistrust and bigotries of either side. As they draw closer together, they discover just how far this unknown enemy, has gone to tear them apart from within. They must together, find a way to rise above old and long standing prejudices, and form a much stronger alliance in order to fight against the new enemy from outside of their borders, that threatens their very survival. This is the epic world of Rienfield. A domain filled with beauty, danger, amazing races and cultures. You will find the love and strong ties of family. As well as romance, humor, adventure and tragedy, while the people and beings of Rienfield, search for peace and truth in their way of life.
EYES OF THE ENEMY (BLACKMYST TRILOGY) (VOLUME 1) BY KELLY HESS
ABOUT THE BOOK When a rogue band of the dreaded Sorak attacks his village, twelve-year-old Beynn Firehand escapes into the darkness of BlackMyst Forest to find help. During his quest, Beynn discovers his own powerful magic abilities. The price of his newfound powers, however, may be higher than he ever imagined.
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