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Wolf Run by BJ McCall Excerpt 2 (adult)

Cade is subbing for Santa. What’s sexier than a wolf in a Santa hat?


A winter storm has closed the highway to Ridgetop, but two werewolves refuse to disappoint the orphans at Iverson School on Christmas morning. Acting as Santa’s helpers, Cade and Oliver pack the presents on sleds and make a wolf run.

 Iverson employees, Stella and Charlotte are waiting for the gifts to arrive, but are the sisters prepared for two hunky werewolves and the most memorable Christmas of their lives?


Santa’s Helpers: Wolf Run is a quick sensuous Christmas read. Enjoyable and very easy to read twice! 

4 Hearts by Beverly, Sizzling Hot Books




Anticipating the arrival of the children’s presents, Stella and her sister Charlotte, sipped coffee in the office.

“Sit down, Stella. You’ll wear a hole in the carpet.”

“I’m too excited to sit.”

“Because Santa’s coming or that sexy werewolf?”

Charlotte was two years older, but the sisters were often mistaken for twins. “Wait until you see him, then tell me if I’m crazy.”

“He’s that good looking?”

The image of Cade Winter came easily to mind. “He is. But it’s more than that. There’s something about him. I can’t describe the feeling.”

Charlotte grinned. “Describe him.”

“His hair is dark brown. His jaw is lean, his smile generous and his eyes are the color of whiskey and so warm you can feel the heat.”

“Either he’s attracted to you or you’re dinner.”


“He’s a wolf, isn’t he?”

“I haven’t seen him in wolf form, but he sure fills out a uniform well.”

“A firefighter?”

“He’s a pack ranger, but he’s handsome enough to be in one of those hunky firemen calendars you like.”

“Everyone should support their first responders.”

Stella laughed. “I don’t see you buying ‘Save the Ocean’ calendars.”

“Put naked firemen on the backs of dolphins and I’ll buy them.”

The ringing of the doorbell had Stella rushing out of her office to answer the door. Cade stood on the doorstep, a helmet cradled in his arm. He wore a black and yellow storm parka and pants. Another man similarly dressed stood slightly behind him.

“Hi. I don’t know if you remember me, Miss Summers?”

“You’re Officer Winter. Once again, you’re coming to the rescue. My students call me Miss Summers. It’s Stella.”

He smiled. “Please, call me Cade. This is my friend, Oliver Reston. Just think of us as Santa’s helpers.”

Oliver stepped forward. Slightly taller and broader than Cade, he had thick sandy hair and brown eyes that were focused on Charlotte.

Stella made the introductions. “If you’ll bring in the presents, Charlotte and I will place them around the tree.”

The werewolves brought in a load of presents, then went outside for another.

Stella leaned toward Charlotte. “So was I lying?”

“Not in the least. I can’t wait to see Oliver out of his snowmobile gear.”


Wolf Run is available at Changeling Press, Amazon, ARe and B&N





For her, he’ll risk everything, even his life – #EroticParanormalRomance – Illicit Desire – ADULT

A love that was forbidden but couldn’t be denied…

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Wolf Run by BJ McCall Excerpt 1 (adult)

December has arrived and Santa is on his way. But this year he needs a little help.


A winter storm has closed the highway to Ridgetop, but two werewolves refuse to disappoint the orphans at Iverson School on Christmas morning. Acting as Santa’s helpers, Cade and Oliver pack the presents on sleds and make a wolf run.

 Iverson employees, Stella and Charlotte are waiting for the gifts to arrive, but are the sisters prepared for two hunky werewolves and the most memorable Christmas of their lives?


Wolf Run is a steamy sexy werewolf tale. Cade and Stella have a very merry Christmas! They strike an instant sparks off of each other and have no problem lighting the fire. 

4 Hearts by Beverly, Sizzling Hot Books


Excerpt One

Cade Winter stepped out of the ranger office and approached the vintage red pickup.

The driver, wearing a Santa hat and sporting a long, white beard, rolled down the window. “Merry Christmas, Officer. I need to get to Ridgetop. A slide has closed the highway, and I’d like to use your road.”

There were only two ways to reach the small town of Ridgetop, the state highway or the road that ran through pack land.

“Sorry, the road’s closed,” Cade said. A big storm had slammed into the area yesterday, and it was still snowing. “If this weather holds, it will be closed for days.”

His shoulders drooping, the man sighed. “I don’t know what to do. Every Christmas I play Santa at the Iverson School. If I don’t get up the mountain, these presents won’t be under the tree tomorrow morning.”

Iverson School was one of the best private boarding schools in the state and the financial lifeblood of Ridgetop. Most of its students came from wealthy families, but every year the school offered two slots to underprivileged orphans. Most of the children went home for Christmas, but the orphans remained.

Cade glanced at the bed of the pickup. A tarp covered the cargo. “That’s quite a load.”

“Every year my church group buys gifts for the orphans. My family’s all gone, so I deliver the presents every Christmas Eve.” The bearded man chuckled. “The little ones think Santa drives a truck instead of a sleigh. The older ones know better, but they like the presents just the same.”

“You look like you could use a cup of coffee. I just made a fresh pot. Will you join me?”

The plump man climbed out of the truck. Besides the Santa hat, he was wearing a red shirt, jeans held up by suspenders and boots. In a red suit, he’d look like Santa.

“Thanks. I’m Alden Watts.”

They shook hands and stepped back into the heated office. Cade poured two mugs.

“Thanks, I’m about froze,” Alden said. “Heater in the truck don’t work like it used to.”

Cade leaned back in his chair and sipped his coffee. He thought about Alden’s problem and the kids at the school. The image of the new office manager he’d helped with a flat last week came to mind. She was a knockout with long blonde hair and bright green eyes, but it was her scent that made her unforgettable. Cade still had Stella Summers’ thank-you note in his desk drawer. They’d had a laugh about their last names. She’d said if he was ever in Ridgetop to look her up.

Cade had planned to do just that, after the holidays, but maybe fate had intervened. “Alden, I think I know how to get those gifts up to Ridgetop.”


Wolf Run is available at Changeling Press, Amazon, ARe and B&N




Posessed by a Long-Gone Angel #UrbanFantasy Excerpt from Uriel’s Fall


As he drew closer, a storm of electricity forced itself through my veins. The rush would have knocked me over, if it hadn’t been holding me upright. My posture shifted without my permission, feet sliding to shoulder width, and as I drew my hand away from my arm, twin swords shimmered into existence. It took me longer to come to grips with what had happened than for it to actually happen. When I stopped moving, I was holding two thin, curved blades—one at his neck, the other near my waist.

I leveled my narrowed gaze at Michael. “I’ll tell you what you can do for me.” My voice tore from my throat, but it wasn’t me speaking. “Today you surrender what you took from me so long ago.”

Rage that wasn’t mine coursed through my skull, making it hard to pluck out my own thoughts. Took from her? I tried to grasp for a meaning. I knew she wanted him dead, but even in the short amount of time I’d known Michael, I couldn’t fathom him betraying anyone.

He stopped just outside the range of my blades, jaw clenched, voice low. “Metatron?”

Why had he called me that? And how had the voice escaped? If she could do this even when I was actively trying to keep her locked away… Was she really the fourth original?  |  iTunes   |  Barnes & Noble   |   Smashwords  |  Kobo


Ronnie has the job any entry-level angel or demon would sell their soul for—she’s a retrieval analyst for the largest search engine in the world. Ubiquity is a joint initiative between heaven and hell. Because what better way to track all of humanity’s secrets, both good and bad, than direct access to their web browsing habits?

She might appreciate the position a little more if a) she could remember anything about her life before she started working at Ubiquity, b) the damned voice in her head would just shut up already, and c) her boss weren’t a complete control freak.
As she searches for solutions to the first two issues, and hopes the third will work itself out in performance reviews, she uncovers more petty backstabbing than an episode of Real Housewives, and a conspiracy as old as Lucifer’s descent from heaven. On top of all that, if she forgets the cover sheet on her TPS report one more time, she’s absolutely going on final written warning.

Now Ronnie’s struggling to keep her sanity and job, while stopping the voice in her head from stealing her life. She almost misses the boredom of retrieval analysis at Ubiquity.

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About Loralie Hall

Loralie Hall is a full time corporate geek and a fuller time writer. Her spouse is her muse and their cats are very much their children. When they’re not spending way too much time gaming, they’re making the world more good by vanquishing one fictional evil at a time.

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A Salute to Covers by Ramona!


Today I’d like to give a shout-out to the wonderfully talented Ramona Lockwood from Covers by Ramona. She has designed the cover for all five of my historical romances and has captured my characters so well. It’s been exciting to see my heroes and heroines come to life through her eyes and creativity.

Here’s each cover and a short blurb about the story. All five of them are available for $2.99 on Amazon.

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Madeleine flees an abusive French husband with murder on his mind and reinvents herself as the only woman troubadour in England. She finds love with a brooding lord who thinks she’s a thief, but how long until her secrets are revealed?

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Outlaw Muse

Moments before she hangs for a murder she didn’t commit, schoolmarm Serena Sullivan is rescued by English playwright Daman Rutledge on the Kansas prairie. The couple goes on the run from Sheriff Bud Parker, finding love—and the truth—on a journey that changes their lives.

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Gambler Jed Stone is arrested for a murder his twin brother committed, a man he never knew existed. When Jed wins the deed to Lucky Lil’s, San Francisco’s most famous whorehouse, he falls in love with the madam’s daughter Lily, who’s always been shielded from house life. Will Jed be able to start a new life with Lily and bring his outlaw brother to justice?

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When dime novelist Maggie Rutherford interviews cowboy Ben Morgan for her next book, she falls fast . . . and then learns he’s actually a gambler with a gunslinger hot on his trail. Will Ben run from his growing attraction to Maggie and an outlaw’s promise of death—or will he make a stand for his life—and love?

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When Gavin of Ashgrove is proclaimed a bastard and disinherited, he turns to Aldred, the knight he fostered with as a boy. Gavin falls in love with Elizabeth, the warrior’s much younger wife, as the dying Aldred plots Elizabeth’s future with King Edward.

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Thanks again, Ramona, for bringing my heroes and heroines to life with your lovely, breathtaking covers. I can’t wait to share with the world your new cover for Ballad Beauty in March!

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Tattered Dress & Broken Heart #Excerpt from Return to Emerald City


Adrenaline pushed me on, making me ignore the rough paving stones beneath my feet, urging me home. The first Mag-Car at the rank swept me away, before I even acknowledged I’d left the hotel barefoot. I gave the driver my address and sagged into the back seat, watching the other vehicles glide along the magnetic lines around us.

Running away again.

There was a hollow ache in my chest, where my heart used to be. I pressed my fists against my temples, wanting to forget the evening, the afternoon of preparation.

The humiliation.

I stared out of the window at the city lights flashing by, but didn’t see any of it. I kept re-living that moment.

I asked him to stay away.

Almost as though he cared about me.

I didn’t want you to be hurt.

The twenty-minute journey to my quiet beachside suburb was over before I knew it, and the moment I climbed out of the Mag-Car, the copious quantities of alcohol hit me. Standing dry-eyed as the Mag-Car headed back to the city, I had a moment of clarity. I hitched up my skirt and padded down the path, away from my house and onto the sand. Yes, the balls of my feet were burning now, from those damned heels. I’d never wear stilettos again. I squidged across the still warm sand to the shallows, and stepped into the water. It swirled up to my ankles, soothing and gentle, taking away some of the sting. Shame it couldn’t fix my heart the same way. The dress would be ruined, but I planned to throw it out with the trash anyway.

New fears crowded me. How would I face Matthew after this? I only had one day left in the office before my vacation, but what if he was there? What were the chances it would all be forgotten when everyone went back to work after Christmas? Would it be that easy?

I could avoid Matthew to some extent, but I sat next to Ben. I hung out with him at lunchtime. He helped me shop for my new phone and configure the virus protection on my private laptop. It was Ben, by my side every day at work whom I relied on for countless tiny things. Ben who picked me up from the airport, when there wasn’t a Mag-Car available.

I stared dry-eyed at the surf, the flecks of foam sparkling in the moonlight. It was Ben to whom I turned for friendship, and he was the last person I’d ever expected to betray me.     |     ARe     |    Kobo    |    iTunes    |    B&N    |     Smashwords


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There’s no place like home… Dorothy is already feeling homesick for Emerald City, and wonders if taking a job halfway around the world was a mistake. When her love life crumbles–again–will she run for home?

His Rewind Girl

If he only had the nerve… Ten years ago, Quinn made the best choice of his life, and the biggest mistake. It’s true, his band, Lionheart, is one of the biggest in the world, but how much does it mean if he can’t tell the woman he loves how he feels?

His Reboot Girl

If only he had a brain… Scott woke up with his head spinning and not much else going on up there. Now he’s a suspect in a terrorist plot, and on the run. One woman insists she’s the key to his past and his freedom. Too bad he doesn’t remember her.

His Reality Girl

If he only had a heart… Cam is as much machine as man. There are days he loathes the CyGes implants that saved his life but couldn’t do the same for his family. They replaced his limbs, but now he needs someone to mend his heart.     |     ARe     |    Kobo    |    iTunes    |    B&N    |     Smashwords


 About Allyson Lindt

Allyson Lindt is a full-time geek and a fuller-time contemporary romance author. She prefers that her geeky heroes come with the alpha expansion pack and adores a heroine who can hold her own in a boardroom. She loves a sexy happily-ever-after and helping deserving cubicle dwellers find their futures together.

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About Sofia Grey

Romance author Sofia Grey spends her days managing projects in the corporate world and her nights hanging out with wolf shifters and alpha males. She devours pretty much anything in the fiction line, but she prefers her romances to be hot, and her heroes to have hidden depths. When writing, she enjoys peeling back the layers to expose her characters’ flaws and always makes them work hard for their happy endings.

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Fantasy Becomes Reality #Erotic Excerpt from Roll Against Trust #Menage


This was the single most erotic fantasy I’d ever delved into, and I knew it was because it was all vocal and shared. Something was even more arousing about the fact Seth was still listening to us, and not interrupting. I wanted to be riding Ryan by the end of the night, too. Err, my character did. “You’re good at this. Apparently there’s some truth to the rumors the village girls spread between each town.”

He smirked. “They spread more than rumors. But none of them taste as incredible as you do. You’re intoxicating. I devour your pussy, nipping with my teeth as you get more vocal. I want you to come.”

I might just from his words. Not really, but maybe. “I’m so close. You hit a spot inside and pleasure explodes through me. I clench around your fingers until my legs are weak and everything is too sensitive to touch. But I want more.”

“I help you sink to your knees and sit on the ground in front of you, dick harder than it’s ever been and standing at attention. I wonder what your perfect, full lips would feel like wrapped around my cock, but I can’t wait for that. I know how soaked you are and I need you riding me. Your pale skin is flushed as you straddle me. With one hand on your hips and the other on my rod, I guide you into place. I want to take this bit slow, but your heat is too tempting. I thrust up, plunging inside you.”

I almost arched my back at the thought of him impaling me. My panties were soaked, and I was going to see this through. Wanted him—his paladin, whatever—to come hard because of me.     |     ARe     |    Kobo    |    B&N    |     Smashwords



Tasha’s not looking for love, but she doesn’t mind just looking… and maybe a little fantasizing. Her two best friends and weekend AD& D buddies, Seth and Ryan, are the perfect guest stars in her fantasies. When a late night gaming session with the three goes from silly to verbally scorching in an instant, Tasha wonders if her imagination is enough to keep her satisfied long term.

Then her ex’s money mismanagement catches up to her in the form of draining her bank account, her job is threatened by a mistake that points to Ryan, and Seth takes his side. If Tasha can’t move past her trust issues long enough to uncover the truth—both with herself and the men she’s falling for—she’ll wind up broken-hearted and just plain broke.     |     ARe     |    Kobo    |    B&N    |     Smashwords



About Allyson Lindt

Allyson Lindt is a full-time geek and a fuller-time contemporary romance author. She prefers that her geeky heroes come with the alpha expansion pack and adores a heroine who can hold her own in a boardroom. She loves a sexy happily-ever-after and helping deserving cubicle dwellers find their futures together.

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Loki’s Causing Mayhem on a New Scale #Norse #God Excerpt from Paranormally Yours

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(Loralie Hall here. These last several months, I’ve been fortunate enough to work with some of the most talented authors I’ve ever met. All of them write amazing paranormal romance, and each of them is a brilliant mind. Every day I’ll be bringing you an excerpt from another story in the Paranormally Yours box set.

I’m also holding a giveaway. A $5 Amazon GC to a lucky winner, and winner’s choice of one book from each of these talented authors, and me. That’s 7 books! Leave a comment on the post to be entered. And find my Paranormally Yours posts every day. Each new comment on a new post is an entry.)


Seven of today’s hottest paranormal authors come together to bring you a boxed set guaranteed to keep you warm on a cold winter’s night. Do shifters make you howl? Or do you prefer the bite of a vampire? Perhaps the controlling hand of a demi-god is more your style. Paranormally Yours has a story—or seven—to set your pulse racing.   |   Smashwords   |   iTunes   |   ARe

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Eli’s spent eternity thwarting the same family curse that granted his brother, Loki, ever-lasting fame. Eli kind of got screwed in that one. His plan to stay single and detached has worked for several millennia. And then he meets Marley. She’s making him abandon all his resolutions, except the one that never lets him forget the curse. Falling for her means her death, and he won’t let that happen.


As you are, for all of time

To taste neither love nor death

When you find the one worth more than life

She’ll draw her last mortal breath

 “At least tell me Mister Last-night didn’t do what the previous guy did.” Eli’s teasing laugh fell short, and he snapped his mouth shut when her head shot up.

Please don’t let him be talking about… “Which last guy?”

He glanced in her direction before turning back to his cable. “The one who wanted pictures.”

Marley never should’ve given him so much detail after that date. She’d done it because she liked the idea of him making a similar request, and had been trying to judge his reaction, but that didn’t mean it was a good idea. “It wasn’t like that.”

He put down what he was doing, and gave her his full attention. “Is something wrong?”

“No.” She turned back to the cable, crimping as furiously as possible while still being accurate. She wouldn’t look at him from her spot on the counter, pretending it wasn’t a big deal.

Eli extracted himself from the spindle and snakes of wires, and crossed the room. He took the crimpers from her hand, and set all of her work aside too. “Except you just crimped an RJ45 onto that cable instead of an RJ12. What’s up?”

Oops. She never made mistakes like putting a network connector on a phone cable. Her pulse raced through her veins at his light touch, making it hard to think. She needed to look away, but his gaze held her captive. If she’d been drawing a blank before, it was nothing compared to now. He’d put the thought in her head. The reminder one of her dates had asked for pictures when he’d dropped her off. Told her if she wasn’t going home with him, she at least owed him a topless shot to keep him warm that night. And now part of her was hung up on the thrill of doing that for Eli.

The temptation of turning him on, without ever touching him. “You’re telling me you can’t guess?”

The corner of his mouth pulled into a lazy smile. “I’m telling you I don’t want to guess.”

She couldn’t ignore the mental images of what it would feel like if he leaned in and kissed her. “I just… It’s not as though I had a problem with the request from Mister Send-me-pictures. Just with the requester.”

There, that hadn’t been so bad. They could gloss over it, laugh about it, and go back to work. Except she’d rather they took a break and got down to other things instead.

“Really?” His thumb stroked the inside of her wrist. Did he know he was doing that? She sure as hell did. The feather-light sensation spilled through her, desire growing between her legs. He stepped closer. “Who would it take, then? Just out of curiosity.”

They needed to get this project done. To step away from this line before it was too late. Who was she kidding? It had been too late months ago. At least for her. “Well, I’d have to like the guy first. Actually being attracted to him helps.” Would Eli have any idea she was talking about him? What the hell was wrong with her? And why couldn’t she stop?

His voice dropped an octave. “And I would assume you can’t dive straight into things. You’d want seduction. Teasing. The right words to set the mood…”

Even as she told herself to back away now, images raced through her thoughts, of stripping in front of the camera, one piece of clothing at a time, knowing Eli was her audience. A hands-off, private show where she’d caress herself, pinch her nipples, slide her fingers between her legs, and get off on the idea that she could turn him on that way.

The vivid image wouldn’t leave. Her sex whimpered for attention, and her breasts ached to press into his palms.   |   Smashwords   |   iTunes   |   ARe

About Loralie Hall

Loralie Hall is a full time corporate geek and a fuller time writer. Her spouse is her muse and their cats are very much their children. When they’re not spending way too much time gaming, they’re making the world more good by vanquishing one fictional evil at a time.

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LOVER UNKNOWN mystery romantic/suspense G-Excerpt #2

LOVER UNKNOWN  Harlequin Intrigue mystery romantic/suspense by Shawna Delacorte reissued by Harlequin in ebook


G-EXCERPT #2: (testing his disguise)

Lauren and Kyle were only half a mile from the tearoom. He studied her profile as she drove. The nervousness twitched across her features. She had a tighter grip on the steering wheel than necessary. He reached over and brushed his fingertips across her knuckles. “If you don’t relax your grip you’re liable to break that steering wheel in two.” A slight sigh of exasperation escaped his throat. “It’s not too late for you to change your mind.”

She gave a quick sidelong glance in his direction then returned her eyes to the road. “I won’t change my mind. This is the only way it will work, and you know it, even if you don’t like it.”

He focused his gaze out the front window. “You’ve got that one right—I don’t like it.” He turned in the seat until he half faced her. “I want you to promise me that you’ll do exactly as I say without trying to second-guess me. Both of our lives might depend on that fraction-of-a-second edge. And when I tell you it’s time for you to get out, I want you as far away from here as quickly as you can go. Do you understand that?”

She tried to lighten his mood and ease the tension that filled the air. “You’re such a nag. For the millionth time, I understand that.”

“Stop it, Lauren!” He snapped out the words, making no effort to hide his annoyance. “Also for the millionth time, this isn’t a game. You’ve already shown me how clever and resourceful you are. Against everything that’s logical and rational I’m reluctantly allowing you a limited amount of involvement in this, but I don’t want to end up with someone praising your sterling qualities to the towns folk at your funeral.” He knew the words were harsh and he made no effort to soften them.

She pulled the car to the side of the road and braked to a halt almost within sight of their destination. She turned to face him. “And I don’t want to be telling people how you swept into my life one misty morning only to be taken away far too soon by a bullet with your name on it. I know that sounds like a corny cliché, but it’s the way I feel.” She quickly turned toward the road when she felt the tears begin to well in her eyes. She put the car in gear, making sure he could not see how much the thought truly upset her. She had already lost one man to a bullet and had no intention of it happening again.

His exasperation came across loud and clear. “Can we at least go over today’s plan one more time?”

Lauren flipped on the turn signal then pulled into the parking lot. She recited the plan as if it was an oft-repeated litany. “We arrive with a flourish. I introduce you to Milly. We see what her response is. If she buys it we go to Billy Washburn’s funeral so you can listen, snoop, and with luck get a chance for an innocent little conversation with Billy’s father.”

She pulled the car around back and turned off the engine. He took her hand in his, stopping her from opening the car door. “Lauren…” The words were difficult for him. “I’m not sure what I’m trying to say here. I want you to know—”

“Whatever it is, I suggest you say it with an Irish accent because it’s show time!” She had to cut him off. She did not want to hear anything that might indicate he was going to change his mind. They would do this together or die trying. A little tremor of anxiety rippled across her skin. She hoped those words were not as prophetic as they sounded. She swallowed her trepidation and reached for the door handle.

LOVER UNKNOWN, a Harlequin Intrigue mystery romantic/suspense by Shawna Delacorte, is a Harlequin reissue in ebook, available at (do search for author name Shawna Delacorte).  Also available at Barnes and Noble in NookBooks and Amazon for Kindle   Information is available on my website


Lauren Jamison sensed danger and secrets when Kyle Delaney entered her waterfront store. Not for a moment did she believe the dark stranger was an ordinary man. Instinctively she knew he lived on the edge, belonged to a world of deception. But unable to resist him, she became a prisoner of passion.

Then one stormy night her world shattered when she found his body in the moonlight—shot and delirious from pain. Before he collapsed, he told her to follow his instructions or they’d both wind up dead. Just who was Kyle Delaney? And should Lauren risk her heart—and her life—for a man who might be on the wrong side of the law?


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Unfettered by Caitlyn Willows

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I’ve spent the last few days talking about my current release, All The Trimmings, part of the Nicely Naughty Vol 2 Menage Anthology. So for my last two days I wanted to introduce you all to other releases I’ve had this year.


by Caitlyn Willows
Erotic Romance – Novella – Paranormal/Fantasy/Witchcraft/Magic/Time Travel/BDSM
October 2014
Cover Art by Trace Edward Zaber
Amber Quill Press
ISBN: 978-1-61124-677-3

Isabelle has long loved and cared for the dilapidated Victorian house on the hill. So when she decides to cast a spell to give her sexual expertise and the perfect mate, what better place to go than her beloved Victorian—a house of dubious reputation. But she learns all too soon that it pays to be specific in spell-casting. Everything she’s asked for is hers…back in 1901. Oh, and one more thing—she forgot to ask to keep them.

The woman of his dreams shifts through Daniel’s grasp like the fine grains of salt sprinkled on his floor. He’s known a few spell-casters in time, but for a cautious man to dare something so…impossible…well, it wouldn’t be the first time his mother considered having him committed. With the help of friends, he sets out to do the impossible—go to Isabelle. A feat seemingly doomed by calendar quirks.

Would the Fates be so cruel to keep them apart—like the Sun who always chases the Moon? Only the mercurial grandfather clock holding court in the Victorian can tell…if anybody would bother to listen…

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…Daniel stared into nothingness. She’d disappeared before him with no hint save that of the watch’s alert. All that remained was the red satin quilt. He hadn’t even had the chance to say goodbye, to tell her… What? That he’d fallen in love with her in this brief time? His friends and family would call him foolish, but it was true.

He scooped the quilt to his face and inhaled her scent. Tears drifted down his cheeks. He let them fall, knowing this would be the first of many times he grieved his loss.

He wrapped the satin around his shoulders and lay before the flames. The crinkle of paper greeted him. Daniel yanked the parchment from under him. Her wayward spell. The beep of her watch announced it had been left behind as well. He retrieved it and studied the display—12:00 and beneath it a date. Except for the year, it was the same date as now. But sunrise called the watch’s time a liar.

A resounding bong from the broken grandfather clock in the foyer startled him. It picked a fine time to start working. It was almost as if it were supporting the watch’s claim of time.

A second bong pulled him upright. Or was it trying to tell him something else?

Daniel snickered at his foolishness. It was telling him something all right—this was nothing but stuff and nonsense, smoke and mirrors. A prank most likely created by Nigel or Liam. Both fought for bragging rights over who was the best illusionist. One of them clearly had used Daniel as a test subject. It was the only logical explanation. Whoever the culprit, Daniel would see he paid the piper. What better way to torment someone then never to mention any of this?

He rubbed his thumb over the watchstrap, tightened his hold on the quilt, then glanced up at the mirror. For the barest blink of time there had been a picture there—her. In that blink he’d also seen the disrepair of his home. Two time periods overlapping one another. And then she was gone, agony and grief twisting her features as it now did his gut.

A prank was the only logical explanation. But there was nothing logical about this encounter. This was about… Damn, so many things he couldn’t settle his mind on one. But he did know where to start looking for answers…

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