
Title: Redemption Part One
Author: Kate Benson
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Editor: Chasing Sophie Publications
Cover Designer: Dana Leah at Designs by Dana
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Blurb:
*This book contains content intended for mature readers*
Isabella
After a humiliating breakup, Iâm not afraid to admit my personal life has taken one hell of a hit. Iâve allowed myself time to lick my wounds and Iâm not only confident my nights alone on the couch are numbered, Iâve got a solid plan for the first time in months.
Focus on work, donât worry about the rest.
The last thing I need in my life right now is another complication.
Iâve convinced myself itâs a flawless plan.
I just have to stay off Adam Averyâs radar and Iâll be fine.
Now that Iâve met him, Iâm not sure I want to be anywhere else.
Adam
Iâve been my fatherâs best kept dirty secret for more than three decades.
When my uncle, the CEO of Avery Finance, is forced into early retirement, he appoints me as his unlikely successor and the media goes into a frenzy.
For an admitted recluse, itâs definitely a challenge, but Iâve never shied away from those before.
I just need to stay focused, in control and avoid distraction.
Unfortunately, Isabella Baxter might be the one distraction I canât resist.
Redemption is a multi-pov spin-off from The Promise Series previously published in The Vault: A Sinfully Sexy Collection.
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She learned to read at the age of four and has been hooked ever since. She credits her passion for literature to her mother, her love of story-telling to her father and her unwavering faith in happily-ever-afterâs to her husband, Sean.
Some of her favorite things include rainy days, loud music, superhero movies, hot tea and of course, lazy afternoons with a great book.
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I am going to do this a little differently, since I have been lost in Havenwood Falls for a few weeks now! If you have never been introduced, please stick around!
Welcome to Havenwood Falls, a small town in the majestic mountains of Colorado. A town where legacies began centuries ago, bloodlines run deep, and dark secrets abound. A town where nobody is what you think, where truths pose as lies, and where myths blend with reality. A place where everyone has a story.
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Reviews of Book 51 - 60 in order of release date![]() My rating: 4 of 5 stars This was a pretty easy read, as far as suspense there was some but not tons. I loved Celeste's journey into coming into her own and what that all meant for her. View all my reviews ![]() My rating: 5 of 5 stars Savage! I feel like I have said this about Monte, but I feel like I waited forever for Savage. These boys are something else! Liam is next I hope ;) Rey is something special. She has spent so long being uneducated about her species, by no fault of hers. She has been hiding for so long it's hard to change that. All she wants to do is be free and independent. The struggle is real. View all my reviews ![]() My rating: 4 of 5 stars I love Sedona! We got the beginning of her story in Nowhere to Hide. This one dug deeper into her and less to do with Micah and Holly. Family drama at it's finest, then the suspense at the end. AAAHHH View all my reviews ![]() My rating: 4 of 5 stars River and Jonas, what can we say? There was so much back story in here. We got to see how River found her way to Havenwood Falls, we also get to know the Sisters McNee a little better. I really enjoyed this. The ending was shocking, I did not see that one coming! View all my reviews ![]() My rating: 5 of 5 stars I really enjoyed Clarke's story! The suspense held off until the end but the build up was great! View all my reviews ![]() My rating: 3 of 5 stars ~3.5 stars~ This wasn't bad, but it wasn't great either. With all the mentions of The Collector: Awakening: I really wish I would have read it first. It wasn't a deal breaker but it left me with more questions. I will be going back to read it, for sure. This book was lacking something, I am not sure what but my interest wasn't there until the end. The ending was perfect and I can't wait to find out more! View all my reviews ![]() My rating: 5 of 5 stars Learning more about the Kanes was so much fun! Karson had so many deep rooted issues to overcome. Running is never the answer. Scottlin was hard not to love also. She was so real! Love them. I hope to read more from this author! View all my reviews ![]() My rating: 5 of 5 stars O.M.G! More of Cam and Mavis. Not to mention Penelope and Rayonus. I don't even know what to say. I had kind of forgotten about the ending of Plans Laid Bare so this was a pleasant surprise. Not only was this funny, it was hot, steamy, and so freaking suspenseful! The ending, holy crap! View all my reviews ![]() My rating: 4 of 5 stars I fell in love with Tahini in The Winged & the Wicked:, and boy oh boy did she kick butt in this one! She is something fierce when it comes to friends and family. We meet new people and learn more about the old. Especially Gruff. I was not expecting that! I highly recommend this book, heck the whole series! View all my reviews ![]() My rating: 5 of 5 stars Love, love, love! I don't even know where to start. This is the first novella in the Legends series that I have read, that being said it didn't really feel like it was based in the 1920's or whatever it was, it could have worked for any time frame. That did not take away from the story though. I also really enjoyed that this was truly a stand alone, as far as I know there wasn't characters from other Legends stories in it that made us feel like we were missing something. If they were mentioned it was briefly and lets us want for their own story. Kaori is special, sometimes we don't know what we are capable of, especially when we don't push ourselves. Theo and Heather were an added bonus! I hope we get Heather's story! Oh and maybe Emiko's :D View all my reviews
Title: When Wishes Bleed
Author: Casey L. Bond
Genre: YA Fantasy
Editor: Stacy Sanford/ The Girl with the Red Pen
Cover Designer: Melissa Stevens/ The Illustrated Author Design Services
Publication Date: November 1st, 2019
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Blurb: One Prince. One Witch. One Fate.
The upheaval in my life began the moment a prince stumbled into my house and asked me to read his fortune. Any other night, I might have made an excuse to get him to leave, but this was no normal visit. My fingers prickled to touch him. So, I granted his request by handing him a single wishbone. When he snapped it, the wish ⦠bled.
Hearing me suck in a shocked breath, he asked what it meant. Such an ominous omen could only mean one thing: his death was imminent. Fate revealed that he wouldnât die of natural causes. Someone wanted him dead. Stunned by the revelation, the man I now knew as Prince Tauren disappeared into a night I feared he wouldnât survive. The following day, I received an invitation to the castle. While it seemed the prince believed I could intervene and uncover who was plotting his death, his motives didnât stop there. I was being summoned to join twelve other women in vying for the opportunity to be his wife and future queen.
Going could mean jeopardizing my plans to reclaim my heritage and resurrect the House of Fate. But staying would guarantee Taurenâs death, and the blood of his wish would be on my hands.
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âTea, wax, or bones?â I asked, waiting for the answer I already knew sheâd give. The girl chewed on her bottom lip while considering the three options. The smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks made her appear younger than she was, but her indecision was what truly showed her immaturity. She knew what I could read before stepping inside. She shouldâve come inside knowing her choice.
The auburn hue of her hair was the same hue of the heap of loose tea leaves lying on the counter. Across the room, the kettle leaked steam. Loose, languid tendrils curled and entwined with one another. I could get lost in their silken dance if I stared long enough, so I snapped my eyes back to her to refocus.
The water wasnât heating for her. It warmed for the boy in the woods. He stood behind my cabin, clinging to the rough bark of a tree, desperately trying to talk himself into knocking on my door and asking me to read his fate, and berating himself for considering leaving before gathering it.
Eventually, he would garner enough gumption to approach and ask me for the favor he coveted, but not before witnessing the girlâs hasty exit. He would emerge from the woods as she left through the back door, because it would guarantee that his reputation would be kept safe. The girl would guard his secret so that he wouldnât expose hers. And he would choose a tea leaf reading because he feared the color of candle that might choose him and that the bones might tell him something he wasnât prepared to hear; guide him where he was yet afraid to step.
He was a boy of calculated risks, who wrestled with intense self-doubt. A boy who would rather cling to a tree than let go.
The girl inched farther into the room as if she was easing into a lake of cold water. There wasnât much to see in the small, open space. A couch to her left. A simple, square table and chairs, a few cabinets, countertops littered with precious stones and potted herbs, the hearth with its flickering fire, and the thicker slivers of steam pouring from the kettle.
Her pale, amber eyes caught on the casting cloth stretched over the tableâs top. She noticed the wishbones piled high in a silver bowl, desperately wishing she werenât so weak. I couldnât hear her words in my head, but followed the way her delicate features revealed a swell of emotions that built and crashed over her countenance.
âFate doesnât favor the weak,â I warned the girl as she shifted her weight back and forth, worrying her fingers. Her eyes met mine. In their depths swam both guilt and confusion. I elaborated for her. âYou shouldnât fear the bones. They can reveal things the wax and leaves cannot.â
She was a girl who wouldnât take advice even when it was in her best interest, a girl who gave fear dominion over her decisions.
Her eyes flicked to a nearby shelf and the colorless candles it held. She refused to look away from the pale tapers, afraid the bones would call out to her again. They always did.
âI choose wax, please,â she said, her voice quivering. The little mouse was terrified, not of the tea or wax, or even the bones⦠but of me.
I gave her a smile to put her at ease, all too aware that it might do the opposite, and moved to the shelf, gathering the mound of slender tapers and bringing them over to the table. âWould you care to remove the cloth?â
She hesitated, but gently pinched the corners of the dark, silken square and pulled it from the wooden surface. I lay the tapers down, steadying them so none rolled off, then took the cloth from her. During the exchange, the tremble in her fingers rippled through the fabric into mine.
Her eyes flicked to the plate of wishbones again, then back to me. I wouldnât offer them to her again. She had made her choice, and my time was as valuable as my reading. I wouldnât waste it on indecision or fear.
I folded the dark casting cloth, tucked it into the wide pocket of my dress, and removed the bowl of bones from her sight. Tension oozed out of the girlâs muscles as soon as they were gone. I scooped a basket of mismatched candleholders from the shelves, handing it to her. âPlace a taper in each and arrange them in a circle.â
She shifted her weight from her left foot to her right, then back again. âWhich do I start with? They all look the same.â
âYouâll find they donât feel the same. Hold each and place it where you feel it belongs. The pattern is yours to design.â
Her lips pinched together.
âThink about a question to which youâd like to know the answer. Focus on it and the feel of the taper in your hand, then place it. If you allow it, the wax will show you the answer in the pattern you make. Let me know when youâre satisfied with the circle. The colors will reveal themselves, and I will decipher them for you.â
She swallowed thickly and then picked up a taper, closing her fist around it and shutting her eyes for a brief moment before popping them open. She placed the first taper in the candleholder located at the twelve oâclock position. Slowly, she formed a circle. She couldnât see past the opaque wax to the color lying beneath, but I knew each one by heart. Her arrangement surprised me. It contained jarring combinations of yellow and black, violet and green, orange and white. When sheâd completed the circle, she glanced up expectantly.
âYouâre satisfied?â I asked.
She looked over the circle she made and nodded. âThis feels right.â
âI didnât expect this from you,â I revealed, waving my hands over the sacred circle. The tapers lifted from their holders and began to spin around in the air. Their true colors absorbed into the white wax from the tip of each taper to its base. I expected to read her pattern, but again, she surprised me. Or rather, her fortune did. One candle in particular chose her, which was a rare gift.
Her eyes struggled to keep up as the tapers slowed, and she watched warily as a single candle left its position in the wheel and drifted into the center. The wax was the color of eggplant, or a deep and long-lasting bruise â an unfortunate fortune for any witch to garner, but a wise witch would heed the warning and might be able to change her fateâ¦
âWhat does it mean?â
âItâs a warning.â
She gulped.
âForesight is a gift of Fate. If you heed his warning, you can make choices to avoid a catastrophe.â
Her lips barely moved, but I saw them form a soundless âcatastropheâ.
âWhat will happen to me?â she asked.
I whispered an incantation. Flame seared its wick, growing tall and flickering. Dark smoke drafted toward the ceiling. She watched the flame, the element and source of her power. The reflection of fire shone in her eyes. âExtinguish it,â I said softly.
She closed her eyes and the flame died instantly.
âStay away from the border.â
âFor how long?â
I quirked a brow. She shouldnât be going there unaccompanied, anyway. âWhy are you leaving without permission?â
The girl swallowed.
Gripping the taper, I read the lingering breath sheâd blown onto the wick. âA boy in Twelve? Youâve been sneaking across for monthsâ¦â
Her eyes widened. âPlease, donât tell the Priestess. Iâll be banished from the House.â
âThe young manâs heart is as black as his words are sweet. Heâs luring you into a web of lies. You should never see him again.â
Her lip began to quiver.
Oh, no. I could already feel the punch of emotions roiling through her. There was nothing I could do to stop a feeling as strong as love, but if I could get through to her, make her see that it was a love that had never been reciprocated⦠âDo you love him?â
âYes,â she croaked.
âHe does not love you.â A fat tear fell onto her cheek. She looked down at her shoes. Ashamed. âDeep down, you already know this.â
A second tear fell from her eye. This one splashed onto the tip of her leather boot.
âThe occasional tryst might be overlooked, but you know that to be with anyone outside The Gallows means that you can never return. Without your House, your power would dwindle. Do you wish to lose your flame?â
She shook her head. She had to know that whatever fling sheâd been having with the boy couldnât last, but forbidden fruit was a temptation some couldnât force themselves to turn away from.
I softened my voice, hoping she could see reason. âWhat about your life? Do you wish to have it snuffed out?â
The girl began to cry in earnest. She knew I couldnât and wouldnât lie to her, but the feelings she harbored for the malicious young man were as strong as his will to break her.
âI can see his will,â I revealed, âand its only purpose is to hurt you.â The truth often stung.
Her eyes snapped to mine. âHe wouldnât do that.â
âIf you see him again, you will die by his hand.â
She shook her head and wiped her nose. âHe would never hurt me.â
âItâs the truth. Now, you must make an important choice. The most urgent of your life. Will you heed my warning, or accept your fate?â
She pushed by me and flung open the back door. A loud slam rattled the walls. I almost chastised her for rudeness, but in her defense, her reading was rather shocking. Most of the time, I had a sliver of hope that the person I read for might change their fate, but I didnât think she would.
If she went to him tonight as planned, this moment â and I â would be one of the last things she recalled before death claimed her.
Title: Treacherous
Author: L.L. Hunter
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Blurb:
Born into a life of privilege on Sydneyâs exclusive north shore, Charli should be happy.
How could she be when everyone taunts her for who she is?
No one wants to date the daughter of Australiaâs most notorious criminal Defense Attorney.
For Charli, college should be an escape from her old life, a clean slate.
But there is no escape. Her past still haunts her.
Until Charli meets Nathan â the guy sent to protect her.
Nathan is everything she could ever dream of, but he is hiding something.
And Frankie â the mysterious guy she meets on a college chatroom.
Frankie is the guy you donât take home to meet your parents. He is also hiding a dark secret.
Torn between past and present, dark and light, Charli must make a decision and the wrong one could cost her life.
Will she vanquish the demons of her past in order to have a happy ever after?
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