Leah Moyes is from
Arizona but experienced many parts of the world in thanks to a career in the
airlines. Now most of her time, aside from writing, is spent with her family,
reading Historical Fiction novels or studying ancient cultures as a student of
She always believed she was born in the wrong time period, but since she
doesn’t have access to a time machine she must write and read intriguing
stories of the past.
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heartache, and loneliness led Ella Kühn to take her first drink of alcohol ten
years ago. When the delusions begin, images from her past threaten to challenge
her state of mind. Ironically, the very thing that haunts her, is the thing
that has kept her alive—the butterfly tattoo covering the gunshot wound to her
right shoulder. It’s physical and emotional reminder not only symbolizes her
courage, but also signifies Stefan’s absence . . . which now spans
It’s 1983 in the
Deutsch Democratic Republic. Trust remains a fragile ally as the Communist Bloc
begins to crumble. Ella’s involvement in the rising opposition and underground
punk movement, puts her more at risk than any escape plan ever could. She is
followed, watched and hunted . . . but by whom? An old
enemy? The Secret Police? Or her new employer?
In Release, the third and final installment
of the Berlin Butterfly Series, Ella battles her inner demons as she struggles
to survive the ever-growing darkness in the East. Will she regain her former
strength and find a way to flee to the thinning borders of Czechoslovakia and
join Anton and Josef? Or will ties to her precarious past keep her bound—her
only release found in the freedom of pain and guilt while embracing life without
her family in East Berlin?
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Rachel Rossano lives with her husband and three children in the northeastern part of the United States. Homeschooled through high school, she began writing her early teens. She didn’t become serious about pursuing a career as an author until after she had graduated from college and happily married. Then the children came.
Now she spends her days being a wife, mother, teacher, and household manager. Her evenings and free moments are devoted to her other loves, writing and book cover design. Drawing on a lifelong fascination with reading and history, she spends hours creating historical feeling fantasy worlds and populating them with characters who live and breathe on the page.
New roles. New rules. No margin for
Zezilia Ilar joins the sept son’s
entourage as a defender. Her growing Talent ability makes her a target for the
Elitists, and her gender makes people question her competence. She must protect
the sept son. Any mistake could be fatal.
Hadrian Aleron always knew his beliefs
would cause trouble, but he didn’t realize how much. Rebels are rising. He
could lose his title, his position, and if he’s not careful, his life. As the
assassination attempts grow bolder, Hadrian must rely upon his young defender
and their shared faith in the Almighty to keep him from faltering.
eyes and a wave of hatred and confusion followed us out the doors of the dining
hall. I wanted to put up a stronger shield around Hadrian, but no amount of
energy was going to block out the spite behind us. It helped that Hadrian was
leading us down the corridor at a pace that kept me trotting to keep up. The
farther we were away from that crowd, the better.
may I have an hour in private?” Hadrian sent. I was so distracted by the
emotion behind us that for a moment I thought he was asking me. Then my brother
a sharp left, Hadrian flung open the next set of double doors and swept into
one of the side rooms off the main corridor. With quick orders from Renato, two
defenders took up stations on either side of the doors while the remaining four
followed us into the room and closed the doors behind us.
the windows from the outside,” Renato ordered. I heard them obey, but I didn’t
see them because my attention was taken up with watching Hadrian.
had crossed directly to the far wall of the room and sagged against it. His
wide shoulders sloped and his head fell forward as though it was too heavy for
him to lift. This alone would have concerned me, but the storm of pain, fear,
anger, and frustration that warred within him was what tore a cry of help to
the Almighty from my heart.
help him. Give me wisdom. What can I do to ease his pain? Please, God, give him
Renato’s panicked query brought Hadrian eyes to him. “You didn’t eat any of the
fruit, right? Do you need a healer?” My brother stepped forward into the sept
son’s personal space. “What is wrong?”
raised a hand wearily and pushed him back. “I am fine, Renato. Now go fetch
Korneli. I have time for him now.”
my question first.”
merely shook his head. “No, I didn’t eat. I am not going to die, Renato. At
least, not at this moment. Now go.”
Renato turned to me. “Come. Korneli is…”
she stays here.” Both of us turned to regard the sept son. Hadrian had not
Master, you said I was to never leave you and her alone.”
in Plantonio when you leave. He will act as witness. Now go get Korneli before
I throw you out.”
Master.” Executing a sharp salute, he walked toward the door, sending me a
warning look as he passed.
did not move as Plantonio appeared, saluted, and then took station near the
door. I watched Hadrian carefully, monitoring the emotions that kept flaring
from him. Without the life of his dark eyes, his face appeared years older than
I knew him to be. Feathered lines radiated from his closed eyes and deep
crevices bracketed his mouth. The dark circles under his eyes spoke of hours of
lost sleep. A flare of anger distracted me from his face for a moment as I
stepped back from the intensity. His eyes flew open and immediately focused on
did you know?” he asked. Slowly lifting his head and straightening, he crossed
to the nearest chair and sank into it.
did you know it was poisoned?”
intended to kill you.”
how did you know? Did you read his thoughts?”
flooded through me. The servant hadn’t been a Talent. To read his thoughts
would be worthy of grave punishment. “No, he was projecting the emotions of a
man afraid of getting caught. When I saw him exchange the dishes, I knew why.”
closed his eyes and laid his head against the chair back. Pain washed over me
as his forehead tightened.
I asked before thinking.
smiled bitterly. “The cost of stress and tension.”
sighed wearily. “Are you sure you want details?” He opened one dark brown eye
and squinted at me.
there anything I can do to help?”
closed his eye. “Yes. Come and sit in the chair across from me, so I don’t have
to keep looking up at you.”
quickly moved to obey, carefully stepping over his sprawled legs to reach the
chair. “Does this often happen, Sept Son?”
He lifted a hand to massage his forehead. “The headaches?”
the attempts on your life.”
often than I would like. I haven’t had this close a brush in a while.”
looked at me from beneath the shade of his hand. “The better question is who
doesn’t want me dead, Zez. The mesitas, half the kings, and most of the
worshipers of the goddess wish me out of the picture permanently.”
didn’t know what to say. I knew without a doubt that my father was one of the
group that wished Hadrian ill. What words does one offer a man who has recently
don’t hold it against you, Zez. Your father’s position has not affected my
trust in you or Renato. In fact, Renato’s closeness to me has limited some of
the attacks because Ilar doesn’t want to harm his son.” He paused for a few
moments. “I am sorry to bring you into the midst of this. This isn’t the place
shook my head. He was wrong. “This is where I am supposed to be. If I hadn’t
been here, the Almighty wouldn’t have used me to prevent your death.” I
shuddered slightly at the thought. “I am the most qualified in many ways, and
you are going to teach me so that I can grow even more skilled. He has a
purpose for me here.”
laughed softly. “I can’t argue with that. His purpose is the only thing that
keeps me here. Though, I fear at times, Zez, that I am not going to survive
this. Each time I face my mortality, I wonder what the Almighty has in store.
All it would take is one moment when He decides not to show me grace and stop
the assassin’s hand. One time and all I have worked for would be gone.”
has promised that what He has purposed will come to pass.” I quoted one of my
favorite passages of the Revelation to him. “I shall pray that He will continue
to spare you.”
his hand, Hadrian looked at me and smiled slowly. “Thank you, Zez. Your prayers
will guard my soul while your Talent will guard my body. I will do the same for
you and, Almighty willing, we shall survive. If not, at least we shall be at
peace.” Then he quoted another favorite passage of mine. It spoke of the
instantaneous transformation at death when a believer steps from his own body
into the presence of the Almighty.
Title: Dark Feathers
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: October 5, 2019
She was the star in the darkness of his night.
Dark Angel Phoenix never expected to fall in love with a human. He answers to a cruel higher power who sees Joan as a threat. Phoenix knows things won’t end well unless he does something to protect her, even if that means an eternity of pain for him.
Joan was looking for a roommate to share her new home. She never expected to fall in love with him, much less to find out he’s an angel sent to spy on her. Can she trust an angel whose job is to collect the souls of the wicked?
When the dark lord decides to take matters into his own hands, Joan’s only choice is to hope Phoenix can keep her safe. But though she might trust him with her soul, trusting him with her heart is another matter.
Natalina wrote her first romance at the age of thirteen. Since then she has published eleven romances that defy the boundaries of her genre. She enjoys writing all kinds of rebels and outcasts into her stories and she always roots for the underdog.
Natalina doesn’t believe you can have too many books or too much coffee. Art and dance make her happy and she is pretty sure she could survive on lobster and bananas alone. When she is not writing or stressing over lesson plans, she shares her life with her husband and two adult sons.
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Her love could set me free from the shadows…
Seeing CoCo Becket for the first time, made my heart start beating again. It changed everything.
Before her I had no purpose, no reason to live.
She was the most beautiful woman I had ever met, I couldn’t help but fantasize about kissing her plump lips or having those sky blue eyes staring back at mine, seeing beyond what I truly was. Broken and ashamed.
My desire for her ran deep, deeper than I expected it too. She was a Goddess and I was simply caught up in her glow, I couldn’t say no. Not to her kindness, and not to my need to be near her.
CoCo was the good in life where I was the bad. She became the sun to my never ending darkness.
When a mysterious situation brings us together, I discover that I’ll do anything to keep her safe. Even if it means risking my own life, to save hers.
Because before her, lovewas just a word I’d heard in passing…and now I’ll destroy anyone that tries to take her, or that love away from me.
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“I said to get inside,” Bodhi growls from only a few feet away. I’d been so paralyzed by fear I hadn’t been paying attention to my surroundings. It very well could have been someone else who came up on me and not Bodhi. Gently he grabs my arms and pulls me inside the house before closing the door and locking it. Looking down, his gaze is on my phone. “Enable the alarm, Coco.”
“Right. Right,” I shake my head and hit the button to enable the alarm. “Should I call the police?”
“I don’t think that’s necessary. All I found was a—”
“A person!” I say at the same time Bodhi says, “A dead cat.”
I step back and look up at him. “A dead cat?” I ask confused.
His back stiffens and his brows narrow. “What do you mean a person? What did you see, Coco?”
“Just what I said. I was looking out and saw a shadow moving over there,” I point in the direction the shadow man had been. “That’s when I called out for you and you answered…from a different direction.”
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Harlow Layne is a hopeless romantic who writes sweet and sexy alpha males who will make you swoon.
Harlow wrote fanfiction for years before she decided to try her hand at a story that had been swimming in her head for years.
When Harlow’s not writing you’ll find her online shopping on Amazon, Facebook, or Instagram, reading, or hanging out with her family and two dogs.
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Susan was born and raised a Southern California girl but is grateful to have lived on the Oregon coast and in the Rocky Mountains of northern Utah. She’s now enjoying living with her husband in the incomparable beauty of the Redwood forest, nestled against the rugged coast of Northern California.
Susan raised a tribe of children, making ends meet as a registered nurse and lactation consultant, and now her tribe members have tribes of their own and she doesn’t get to see enough of them. She loves to travel and is thrilled with a good movie or a great book, but writing is her passion. She writes almost anything, especially epic fantasy and romance.
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Grace has given up on romance, on almost everything, since Rick Fleming betrayed her faith in him five years ago. Given her constant struggle with bad luck (her friend Murphy), being insanely accident prone, and having been the target of endless ridicule growing up, she has no reason to trust anyone.
Rick made some mistakes as a boy, and as a young man, his worst was hurting Grace Evans. His heart still belongs to her, even if she doesn’t know it. Unfortunately, in the last confrontation between them, she demanded he never speak to her again.
Now, Grace’s best friend (and Rick’s sister) Hannah has invited her to a ten-day summer work-vacation to babysit Hannah’s teen cousins. A palatial cabin, a patio boat on the lake, and all the comforts of the rich and famous at their fingertips? A vacation made in heaven.
At least until they arrive and Grace finds Rick there. And neither can leave. Rick’s car is in pieces in the garage, and Grace forgot her driver’s license at home.
How will Grace survive it? Can she find a way to forgive? Can Rick learn to take
responsibility for his past mistakes? And even if they succeed, what will they do when Rick’s most recent wantabe girlfriend shows up on their doorstep, determined to make Rick hers?
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