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Evie Carter has faced trials and tribulations her entire life. Her teenage years have been ripped away from her as she battles cancer. Just when things canât get any worse, her doctor delivers the news that itâs finally time to make a life or death decision. Her options are limited and come with deadly consequences. The miracle drug that is meant to save her life changes her on a cellular level. She might not be damaged anymore, but she might just be damned in her new life.
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As I return his gaze, my heart seems to stop and time slows to a screeching halt. Thereâs nothing else that he can do to save me. The only chance I have now is to trust that these researchers in their government funded laboratories have discovered some miracle drug that might give me my life back. I lean back into my pillows clutching the black and gold fleece Purdue blanket my eight year old niece, Shay, made me when my hospital stays increased to weeks instead of days. Touching the soft fleece helps my rapid heartbeat slow down and allows my mind to consider the options. I close my eyes and consider what I have to gain if I could through with the drug trials. It could help me lead a normal life if it works or it could take away the quality of life in the time I have left. I know deep down I want to live and this trial could mean everything in my battle. After what seems like hours, even though it was only a few minutes in reality, I open my eyes and look for my parents. They are both sitting in the blue plastic covered recliners in my room holding each otherâs hands with their foreheads pressed together in what I am assuming is prayer. They hear the plastic move on my hospital bed as I shift trying to make myself as comfortable as I can with all the tubes coming out of me and they turn their faces towards me. The look on my motherâs face tells me that they know Iâm about to make the decision that will forever change our family. A decision that I donât even think they would have the strength to make on my behalf. I turn my eyes to Dr. Bob, who is still sitting on the edge of my bed waiting for my decision. It takes me a few seconds to realize that I hold the keys to my life in what Iâm about to say. As I open my lips the tears finally begin to flow.
I utter quietly as I wipe away my tears, âI want to do the trial. Where do I sign?â
Avelyn Paige is a born and raised Indiana girl. She may be a Hoosier by birth, but sheâs a Boilermaker by choice! Avelyn lives in rural Indiana with her pastor husband, 2 spoiled cats, and one very odd looking dog. Sheâs an oncology research scientist by day and a writer and book review blogger by night. She enjoys reading anything she can get her hands, baking, and spending time with her friends and family.
Never intending on ever writing her own book, the idea behind the Damaged series came to her on a drive to work early one morning thinking about her father whoâd recently passed away. His strength during his cancer and rare blood disease battle inspired Avelyn to do something sheâs never thought about before. Sheâs excited to see where this wild ride takes her.
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Series: Skilled: Serial Series (Book 1)
Author: S. Reynolds
Release Date: June 3, 2015Genre: Crime Romance
Synopsis
He’s Armed…She’s Dangerous
Chloe Justice grew up on American soil and in Old World China. When she witnesses her best friend’s murder, her life takes a drastic turn. Chloe dedicates her life to tracking her friend’s killer, and honing her own skills.
Detective Damon Delandre’ is having zero luck closing the homicide cases crossing his desk. When he unexpectedly stumbles upon the first and only piece of evidence in one of his cases, his ethics and heart are at odds.
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Excerpt
“Do you know her?” Damon asked but he never looked away from the girl.
“No, but I know she can ride. And won a lot of money.” Devin smiled and held up a wad of cash. Damon would bet it was at least two thousand dollars.
“I’ll give it to her.” Damon grabbed the money out of Devon’s hand and headed toward the girl.
“Damn man, give the rest of us a chance, dude.” Damon ignored him and jumped off of the platform. He stepped up on her right side just out of eye sight.
“Your winnings.” When she turned to face him, he got a good look at her up close. She had green eyes, jet black hair that was wet from her helmet and bronze skin.
Her tank top was damp from sweat and clung to her torso. He could see the outline of her breasts under her bra and her waist was small, emphasizing her ass and hips. She had long legs but she was petite enough to where he could pick her up, throw her over his shoulder and carry her off with one arm. Caveman thinking, Damon.
“Are you going to stare all night or give me my money?” Damon blinked. He looked down at the hand she was holding out waiting for him to hand her the money. When he looked up at her face, she had a small smile.
“I’m not done staring yet.” She actually blushed.
“You can hand over my winnings or I can take them from you. Your choice.” She tilted her head to the side just a little. Yeah, that would be fun.
“I’ll take option two, after I buy you a drink. You know, to celebrate you winning.” Damon could tell everyone near them was watching and listening, but he didn’t care. He crossed his arms over his chest, money still in hand.
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About the Author
Stephanie is a new indie author who loves to write. She lives in West Virginia with her 2 children and dog. Stephanie lives in West Virginia with her two children and dog. She has visited a few states and loves to travel, however she is more of a homebody and she loves to curl up with a good book and get lost in another world.
She has a BS in Criminal Justice and has spent her years reading about and exploring the mind.
Her long time goals are to be a Criminal Profiler and to write her stories. She is now completing one of those goals.
She has her Special Operations Command Series, Book 1 & 2 out and 3 is on its way. Her novella, Skilled: Book 1 is now out and 2 is on its way.
She will have many books available soon, including a fantasy series requested by her daughter.
She loves feedback and to hear from fans so send her an email with your thoughts!
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TWO PRINCES:
The Biker and the Billionaire
by Victoria Danann
Series: Sons of Sanctuary MC, Book 1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 16, 2015
Brigid Roan is a graduate student at the University of Texas. She had no trouble getting her thesis approved, but finding a Hill Country motorcycle club willing to give her access to their lifestyle had started to seem impossible. Then she got a lead. A friend of a friend had a cousin with ties to The Sons of Sanctuary. What she wanted was information to prove a proposition. What she didn’t want was to fall for one of the members of the club. Especially since she had set out to prove that motorcycle clubs are organized according to the same structure as primitive tribal society. Brash Fornight was standing in line at the H.E.B. Market when his world tipped on its axis. While waiting his turn to check out, his gaze had wandered to the magazine display and settled on the new issue of “NOW”. The image on the cover, although GQ’d up in an insanely urbane way, was… him. After reading the article, Brash threw some stuff in a duffle and left his club, The Sons of Sanctuary, with a vague explanation about needing a couple of days away. He left his Jeep at the Austin airport and caught a plane for New York, on a mission to find the guy who was walking around with his face. Two brothers, one a player, one a playboy, neither aware of the other, are on a collision course with destiny and a woman who thought she won a prize when she was allowed a look inside the Sons of Sanctuary MC. “Sir?” Brash Fornight gradually became aware that someone behind him in the grocery checkout line was trying to get his attention. “Sir?” He refocused and glanced behind him. The woman leaning on a cart overflowing with chip bags and cookie boxes nodded toward the cashier indicating that it was his turn to move forward. Brash looked her in the eye and had to give her props. Most people wouldn't have the balls to try to herd a guy wearing Sons of Sanctuary MC leather. The club employed a woman who cooked and did grocery shopping several times a week as part of her job description, but Brash didn't like to explain his relentless craving for peanuts and he liked being teased about it even less. He didn't know whether it was the Vitamin B or the fat or just because he liked the taste, but he couldn't imagine going a day without them. That’s how he came to be standing statue still In the grocery checkout line, being prompted by some woman with more nerve than sense. While he was waiting, his eyes drifted over the magazine display and settled on the cover of “NOW”, on the Most Eligible Bachelor edition no less. The debonair figure staring back was wearing Brash’s own face and body. He looked different with short hair and a four thousand dollar suit with the shirt fashionably open at the neckline, but the similarity was inescapable. On impulse he grabbed the magazine and tossed it onto the conveyor belt with his week’s stash of peanuts. He stuffed the bags into the saddlebags of his bike and roared toward home, nervously tapping his fingers on handlebars at red lights, riding on shoulders to keep from slowing down. He was anxious to get to the privacy of his own room and read about Branach St. Germaine. Two beers, one jar of peanuts, and one “NOW” article later, Brash was sitting on the edge of his bed looking at the wall, seeing nothing but his own heavy thoughts. He pulled out his phone, looked up a website, and waited on hold for ten minutes to hear the time of the next flight from Austin to New York. There was a flight to Newark in a little over three hours. He looked at his watch and calculated the time it would take to drive from Dripping Springs at that time of day. As he booked the flight, he stood up, walked to the small closet, grabbed a duffel bag, and began shoving stuff into it. Ten minutes later, he closed his door and locked it, threw the duffel over his shoulder, and headed straight for the office downstairs. He dropped the duffel on the hallway floor beside the closed door and knocked. “Yeah?” Brash looked inside, glad that his dad was by himself, and stepped in. “What’s up?” “I’m takin’ personal time, Pop. Gonna be gone for a couple of days.” “What the hell is ‘personal time’?” The gruffness made Brash smile. “It means I’m not gonna be here if you call and I’m not tellin’ you why.” The Sons of Sanctuary President looked up at Brash, over the top of his readers, and narrowed his eyes. “You got a secret?” “Everybody’s got secrets.” Brandon Fornight studied his son for a minute. “True enough. Is it the kind of secret that could affect this club?” Brash shook his head. “Don’t see how.” “Well, then. See you… When did you say you’d be back?” “I didn't.” “Bein’ purposefully vague, are you?” Brash grinned. “That’s why they call it personal time. But I expect to be back Friday.” “You gonna have your phone with you?” When Brash nodded, Bran looked back down at his ledger in a deliberately dismissive gesture. “Well, get outta here then.” Brash parked his bike in the airplane hangar. The structure had already been on the property when the club had bought it and turned it into a compound twenty years earlier. They used part of it for vehicle maintenance and repair and part for parking. Some of the guys who were working looked over and shot curious glances his way when Brash threw his duffel into his pickup and started it up, but it wasn't their way to ask questions. The Sons figured that if somebody wanted you to know something, they’d tell you. Brash took a cab to a midtown hotel, wondering all the way why human beings would choose to live in such a place. As he slid his credit card across the hotel counter to the agent on duty, he glanced at the name, Brandon Fornight. It seemed unlikely that it was a coincidence that that the mysterious look-alike’s first name began with the same four letters. He ordered room service and pulled out his laptop. Getting intel on the guy didn't take advanced ops. Within an hour Brash knew where Brannach St. Germaine worked, what kind of car he drove, what kind of women he dated, who his tailor was, and where he liked to dine. There was no shortage of photos online, but the one that grabbed his attention wasn't one of the many with starlets or debutantes on his arm. It was the one taken with his arm around his mother as they were arriving together for some red carpet fundraiser. Brash had an almost irresistible compulsion to reach up and touch her face on the screen in front of him. The knock on the door signaled that room service had arrived. It cost a fortune, but looked and tasted like shit. So he closed the computer and went out for a walk to clear his head and find something edible.
USA TODAY Bestselling Author Victoria Danann
Victoria writes cross-genre with uniquely fresh perspectives on paranormal creatures, characters, and themes. She is making her debut into contemporary romance with the publication of the SUMMER FIRE ultimate romance collection anthology with the intro to the Sons of Sanctuary MC series. The first full novel of the series will be released June 16, 2015. Victoria's The Order of the Black Swan has won BEST PARANORMAL ROMANCE SERIES TWO YEARS IN A ROW (2013, 2014). Reviewers Choice Awards, The Paranormal Romance Guild. |
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