Letters to Lincoln by Tracie Podger

Throughout my life, there have been books that completely transform my brain from a complicated stressed-out pile of mush to a relaxed centered functioning piling of mush. I think this happens when I read a book as good as this one because it allows me the opportunity to step out of my shoes and into someone else’s. In order to do that though, a book has to have characters that I love and a setting that is descriptive enough so I can visualize it, but not be bogged down in every detail. This author did both of those and more. The plot was fabulously paced and never once left me dragging to the end. After I finished reading this my husband and I actually talked about what happened (want to know what happened- read the book). It is such a tragic story that it seems almost too impossible, but I know this kind of stuff happens. I cried when Dani went through it all. I loved the connection between her and Miller. And I longed to connect with Lincoln. I won’t forget this book anytime soon and I would give it six stars if I could.


What do you do when your husband dies unexpectedly?
You write him a letter, of course.
What do you do when someone answers that letter?

Dani was mid-thirties when she found herself alone and without her soulmate.
Coming to terms with her loss took all her strength and her voice.
If Dani thought she’d experienced the worst life could throw at her, she was wrong.
Lies, deceit, confusion surround her.
A stranger, a builder, and a priest comfort her.
Letters to Lincoln is a contemporary romance about overcoming loss, finding the strength to rebuild a life, and learning to forgive.

‘If you enjoyed A Virtual Affair by Tracie Podger, then you are going to love Letters to Lincoln’ – Reviewer

For readers over the age of 18.



Tracie Podger currently lives in Kent, UK with her husband and a rather obnoxious cat called George. She’s a Padi Scuba Diving Instructor with a passion for writing. Tracie has been fortunate to have dived some of the wonderful oceans of the world where she can indulge in another hobby, underwater photography. She like getting up close and personal with sharks.

Tracie writes in various genres, Contemporary Romance but likes to explore relationships that are not always easy and there isn’t always a happy ending, Romantic Suspense, Thriller, and Erotic Romance. She likes to have her books feel real with realistic timelines and with strong women who don’t run because the going gets tough. Sex is important between loving people, therefore all her books contain graphic scenes. However, the character’s relationship is more important.

If you would like to know more, please feel free to contact her, she would love to hear from you.

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terriluvsbooks talks to N.D. Jackson

I met N.D. at an author takeover event. Her sense of humor is wild and I can see going out for a drink with her. We’d never stop laughing!


If you weren’t a writer, what would be your dream job? Political consultant/hitwoman. I have two degrees in political science and I would probably be gathering up dirt on political opponents and figuring out the best way to use it against them. I did it briefly before I realized I was too good at being bad and decided to go back to my first love, writing.

Where do your ideas come from? Pretty much everywhere. Sometimes a line on a TV show will spark something which leads to something else that turns into a story. Feels Like Love came about simply b/c one of the victims on Law & Order: SUV was a Julliard student. Then I created this whole background and decided to make her Amelia’s stepsister.

What is the best writing advice have you received and what would you advise new writers? Write what you know. My high school creative writing teacher told me that when I did my best to channel Sylvia Plath and Emily Dickinson (two of my favorite poets). Write what you know—first—so you can focus on telling the story. Then as you grow, branch out. And the more you know, the more you can write about. 😊

Tell us all the genres you write. I write primarily romance but I do have a political satire out and I have a political thriller in the works.

Do you consider yourself a pantser or a plotter? Yes! Hahaha, I always try to have an outline and usually, I get a pretty good one going before I even start writing. But somewhere along the way the characters stop listening to me and do their own thing.

Describe your dream vacation. I’ve been traveling quite a bit lately so at the moment, the cold, gray, drizzly moment, my dream vacation would be a month in Australia or New Zealand, but I’d settle for a week in Tenerife or some other tropical island.

How do you decide on names for your characters? I keep a running list of names I love, unique names and names that give off a certain personality trait. And I’m a name shortener so it has to be a name that, when shortened, reads easily. And if anyone comes across a unique name…I’m always accepting ideas!

Describe any writing rituals you use. When I get stuck, usually about the time my outline runs out and the characters are creating chaos in my head, I light an incense, lie on a yoga mat and crank my power singers like Nina Simone, Adele, Whitney Houston and Amy Winehouse until my mini-concert clears my brain or causes it to wander someplace interesting enough to kick my arse or knock loose an idea.

What snacks do you eat while you write? Either salt & vinegar chips, which I’m trying to get away from or baby carrots. Something about that crunch is soothing and makes me feel like I’m doing something productive. Do you listen to music? If so what kind? Yes! Mostly I listen to murder documentaries while I write (I know, weird) but music always comes in handy. If I need to think something through, it’s power singers but if I just need to get into a certain mood, I go for rock. Jimi Hendrix, Foo Fighters, Nirvana, Metallica. If I need nostalgia…Bob & Janis all the way!

What is the last book you read and why did you choose it? I just finished reading Jane Eyre for about the millionth time because I always enjoy reading it around Christmas time. It’s one of the few real books I still own and I feel like I find something new each time.

What was the first book you remember reading? I can’t say which came first that I actually remember but it was either Are You There God? It’s Me Margaret or a Babysitter’s Club book. Both were important to me for different reasons, but I have a much clearer memory of Judy Blume so I’d say that. Me and Margaret had the opposite problem and despite the fact I’d read the story more than a decade (maybe two) after it had been published, it really resonated with me. For all the wrong reasons, my very religious grandmother would tell you.

You can only have five books on your bookshelf. What are they and why? That’s a difficult one, but I’ll try.

Pride & Prejudice because it’s a classic, always hilarious and Jane Austen

Team of Rivals because it is an excellent book and a reminder that sometimes the best people to have on your team are the ones you least expect.

Jane Eyre because I’ve read it every year since I was 18.

The Collected Works of William Shakespeare because he is the greatest storyteller of all time.

Mind Hunter because John Douglas is a genius and his insight into the minds of killers, gives great insight to human behavior full stop. A compelling and academic read yes, but I love it. Don’t judge 😛

What motivates you to travel as much as you do and live in so many places? When I was young I always wanted to see the world, visit all the places I read about. I loved walking through the gardens of Versailles knowing Marie Antoinette walked the same path and standing where the wall used to divide a country in Berlin. I am obsessed with history and seeing it all for myself, and my husband is happy to oblige. Travelling is like the best field trip each time, you get to immerse yourself in a culture and experience it fully…for a time.

You said that all of life’s answers could be found in an episode of Dawson’s Creek. You have to expound on this a little more. Hahahaha, well as a teen I was a wee bit obsessed with the show. In college I would rush home from Mock Trial practice just to watch it and lock out any friends who didn’t make it before Paula Cole started belting out the theme song. It became a running thing in the dorm and each time one of my dormmates (or anyone else) had a problem, romantic or otherwise, I’d find a corresponding episode to guide them. For example, the topic of soul mates. Dawson and Joey were CLEARLY soul mates, but not in a romantic way. So the lesson is that your soulmate might not be your HEA.

Most of the towns where you have lived are big cities, yet your series, Mustang Prairie takes place in a small town. What is it about small towns that made you choose that as your setting? I went to college in a very small town in central Illinois and it was great. I think it allowed me and my friends to be silly college kids without facing the same big city style consequences. A group of girls could stumble home drunk without ‘really’ worrying because the town was so damn small. The university made up 50% of the population to give you a hint. I love what big cities have to offer—nightlife, museums, 24 hour food of every cuisine—but I like the quiet of small towns. I’m just a bit too nonconformist for small town life but I love it.

Favorite Judy Blume book? Easy, Are You There God? It’s Me Margaret. I grew up religious but I started have issues/questions around the age of 10 when I discovered this book. She was looking for religion and I was trying to find a way to hang on to mine. That didn’t happen but this book will always be special to me for that reason.

You can have anything you want for your “last supper” what will it be? Ooooh that’s a great question! I am such a foodie and now that I’ve gone vegan I have to get creative. But I do love pretty much all Asian cuisine so I’d probably say some type of curry noodle dish, well any curry noodle dish really.


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Rocking Autumn (Homecoming #1) by Alyne Hart


I love cupcakes. I love hot men. I love complicated love. And I love sassy broads. This story has all of them and I just loved it. The characters are so real and it was fun to watch them arc as the story developed. I didn’t get much done while I was reading this because I HAD to finish it. I fell hard for Jax and AJ. I couldn’t help but put my big mamma hat on and take care of both of them. I think this is a testament to how well-written this book was. The best part of this story was the dialog. I think it is easy for authors to create dialog that sounds the same no matter which character is speaking. But I think the dialog was funny and really solidified my love for the characters. This is the second book of hers that I’ve read and I can’t wait to read the next one.



Autumn Brooks knows one thing for certain.
All. Men. Are. The. Same.
Especially guys like Jaxon West. Sexy smile. Bright blue eyes and perfectly tousled jet-black hair.
You know what guys like that are? Nothing but trouble.
And he’s broken her heart once already.
Jaxon West may not know a lot of things. But he knows one thing for certain. He will get Autumn Jane Brooks back.
Autumn and Jax were “that couple” in high school. Always together and so in love. They were supposed to be together forever until something drove them apart. Jax left without so much as a goodbye, leaving Autumn heartbroken and alone.
Autumn moved on, running a bookstore and popular bakery in the charming small town of Walla Walla, Jax set out to pursue his dreams of becoming a rock star in Chicago.
For Jax and his band, The Living Room Sessions, breaking into the music business was hard. And no matter how hard he tried, he never could get Autumn out of his mind. Ten years later, almost to the day, he’s back, and he’s determined to win her heart. An effort she won’t make easy on him. But when he finally does, can their relationship survive long distance? Can it survive the secret he’s keeping from her? Does this second chance get a happily ever after?

Author Note: This book contains mature subject content including: steamy sex, frequent use of F-bombs and alcohol use. Although it is part of a series, there is no cliffhanger. Please also note, this is a long distance relationship where the couple is together, but separate half of the time.


Hello, I’m Alyne Hart. A contemporary romance author living in the state of Washington with my two children. I’m a romance junkie, happy ending addict, cat collector and wine lover.

I began my story-telling journey first with my dolls, then it progressed to paper. I have a deep love for anything romantic, and I’m a believer that in love anything is possible.

I write (mostly) strong, witty and intelligent women who love fiercely. And strong, sexy, intelligent men – alpha heroes with a heart of gold. Then I add in my own little fantasy – they can all cook.

Most of my stories involve people with problems bigger than just trying to find love. I like making peace with the past, re-kindling old flames and healing old wounds. I love small towns, second chances, cowboys, rock stars, and men in uniform.

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Wait, You Did What? by T.a. Moorman


Wait, You Did What? by T. A. Moorman

Published 1/16/18 by After Glows Publishing

Contemporary/Romantic Comedy

Justine had the job of her dreams, the best parents in the
world, and a brother she more than just tolerated. The one thing she gave up on
was finding love. She didn’t need that to be happy, right? In helping her
brother pull off his own last-minute wedding, Justine may be in for a surprise
of her own, and find love had been right there in her face the entire time.
Join in on Justine’s adventure of #love#laughter, and #limousines.
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Pops was a six foot three inch tall bear of a white
man with white hair cut to the quick, with a small beard and mustache that made
his handsome face look menacing, when in truth he was one of the nicest men
you’d ever meet. Mom was just a touch over five feet, a fierce, robust black
woman with more than a touch of Native American. She had long dark brown hair
and the face of an angel, though she could be mean as a damn grizzly if you got
on her wrong side. She was also more than a touch racist: she doesn’t count
Pops as white. Yes, I know how idiotic that sounds. But since he grew up in the
heart of Detroit and played pro basketball for a while until an accident took
out his knee, Mom said that made him black enough for her. Did I mention they
were a touch insane?
“Well, don’t just stand there like some statues. Your mom
made some brunch and has it all set up nice in the dining room,” Pops said as
he ushered us in, “And she wouldn’t let me touch a damned thing ’til y’all got
here and I’m half starved.”
“You got enough meat on those bones to afford to miss
a meal or two,” Was Mom’s snappy reply to that comment.
“Estelle, you wound me with your words. Now, I’m going
to need some extra affection from you or I’ll start believing you just don’t
love me like you used to.”
“I’ll give you some extra affection alright, a whack
upside the back of your head if you touch that food before we say grace.”
Rolling my eyes at that, I sat down. I couldn’t help
but smile at how much the two of them loved one another, as we bowed our heads to
say grace. They almost gave me hope that I could find that type of love too.
Mom cleared her throat before saying, “There’s some
grown up juice mixed in with the orange juice, since I’m more than sure we
gonna need it. Nothing ever bodes well when Max calls and says he wants to
discuss something with us.”
“Ma, come on, maybe I just wanted to spend some time
with my family.”
“Boy, do I look like I was born yesterday to you? If
so, them damn contacts ain’t worth a damned dime that you paid for ‘em, and you
need to go get a refund.”
I just about choked on my juice listening to the two
of them go back and forth. I don’t think Pops even heard a mumbling word over
his own chewing. I barely recall seeing the man even fix his plate, but when I
looked over at him he was already halfway done and eyeballing seconds.
I had a coughing fit so bad Pops was about to get up
and beat me on the back until I choked out an, “I’m okay,” when I heard Max
telling Mom, “Maybe I wanna just discuss going on a family vacation. We haven’t
done that in a while now.” I downed another glass of ‘grown up juice’ to help
soothe my throat, and get ready for the big reveal.
“Maybe if you actually ate some food to go with all
that juice you keep downing you wouldn’t be over there having spasms,” Pops
suggested to me between mouthfuls.
Only thing I could say to that was, “I am. I’m just a
bit more thirsty than I am hungry.” You
would be too if you knew just what kind of vacation your son was talking about.

As if he was reading my thoughts, Max cut his eyes at me.
“Quit eyeballing your sister, and tell us some more
about this vacation idea of yours.” Poor Mom, she truly sounded excited about
“Yes, Max, please enlighten us with more details about
this vacation plan of yours,” I said. “I am just so intrigued.”
“Justine, I hate you.”
“Love you too bro.” I even blew him a kiss with that.
Which made him look as though he wanted to strangle me. “Just trying to offer
up some encouragement. I’m in the mood for a vacation myself and would love to
hear the details.”
“You are so not helping here.” He was turning beet
red. Maybe I should let up a little bit. I
had barely had that thought before there was a knock at the door.
My eyes went round as saucers. “Please tell me you
When Mom scooted back her chair to go to the door, Max
stopped her saying, “I’ll get it.”
Sure enough, when he walked back in he had Chelsea on
his arm. “Mom, Pops, meet Chelsea, my fiancée.”
After about two seconds of stunned silence, Mom finally
recovered enough to say, “Justine, pass me that damn juice you hogging up over
there.” Then she turned to Pops saying, “Henry, please tell me your son did NOT just bring me home a white girl.”
About the Author:
When you become a Mom,
you begin to put yourself last, and your combat boots begin to collect dust.
Going to your child’s PTA meetings in full Gothic, especially industrial,
regalia is pretty much frowned upon. Especially by your own children, and your
teens would die of a heart attack. But, one should not have to completely stop
being themselves, uniqueness is greatness. So all of that darkness is put into
words in her books, and designs in her jewelry sold in her GothicMoms
DarkCharms shop.
Mother of five beautiful
children, but by far more than just that. T. A. Moorman is an artist, a
violinist, a seamstress, a crafter, a writer, a blogger, a reviewer, a dark
confidant and a darkly dangerous, fiercely protective friend. And currently
broke, so go buy something of hers. Lol.
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terriluvsbooks talks to Katherine McIntyre

I met Katherine after I read her book Forged Alliances. You can read my review here.



1.      If you weren’t a writer, what would be your dream job?

I’ve always found psychology interesting. If writing hadn’t been my number one goal since my childhood years, I would’ve been interested in pursuing a career as a therapist.

2.      Where do your ideas come from?

My ideas come from so many different sources. Sometimes, it’s a movie or book that fills my creative well with so many feelings that I need to write. Other times, it’s issues near and dear to my heart that drive that zeal. The adventures I go on, the people I spend time with, the personal stories I hear all fuel my story machine.

3.      What is the best writing advice have you received and what would you advise new writers?

I’ve received a lot of fantastic advice from dozens of authors, but one of my favorite phrases that stuck out from this past year was my friend and fellow author Landra Graf reminding me that this business is a marathon, not a sprint. There is a LOT of writing advice floating out there, but so much changes from person to person. This quote resonated, because it’s a good reminder regarding the industry.

4.      Tell us all the genres you write.

While I love genre hopping, I gravitate most towards young adult, urban fantasy, and paranormal romance. They also happen to be my favorite genres to read, so I think there’s some symmetry there. While I adore a good romance, I am too much of a mythology and fantasy addict to not weave some sort of paranormal plot into the mix.

5.      Do you consider yourself a pantser or a plotter?

Hands down, I’m a pantser. I’ve seen the magnificent pages and pages of plots that plotters come up with and my shoestring, couple bullet points before I plunge in would make them cry.

6.      Describe your dream vacation.

My favorite vacation I’ve taken was my honeymoon where we went to Ireland. It combined all of my favorite aspects of a trip: lots of hiking, unique architecture and history, and delicious food. Next places on my list are Italy, France, and Iceland, though there are plenty of other places I would love to visit. Whenever I travel, I love soaking in what makes each area unique—I feel like each time I expand my horizon like that I have so much more fodder for my own stories.

7.      How do you decide on names for your characters?

It’s a toss-up. Lineage is a huge factor, though I have to admit, I have a penchant for Irish names. Since I’m from a big Irish family, it’s not that surprising. I’ve definitely spent time perusing names on the baby websites to find the perfect ones for my characters.

8.      Describe any writing rituals you use.

My main writing ritual before I set down on to write my manuscript is a piping hot cup of coffee (or tea!) and I cue up my Spotify playlist—I make a different one for each manuscript to capture the vibe of the book.

9.      What snacks do you eat while you write? Do you listen to music? If so what kind?

I don’t usually snack while I write because I usually break for food if I happen to be writing through a mealtime. Those breaks are important, otherwise I’d go crazy! I always, always listen to music though. My most recent playlists included a fun alternative western playlist for Outlier Heir, a YA space opera, and a rockabilly one for Captured Memories which just came out in October. My taste is wildly all over the place, and I switch from top 40 to industrial in a heartbeat.

10.  What is the last book you read and why did you choose it?

The last book I read was Clean Sweep by Ilona Andrews. I have a couple must-read authors that I’m always in the mood for, and I had been wanting to start the Innkeeper Chronicles for awhile now! Of course, it’s urban fantasy veering into paranormal romance, which is some of my favorite stuff!

11.  What was the first book you remember reading?

I forget what my first book was, but one of my earliest was If You Give a Mouse a Cookie. I still see that one on the shelves, and it warms my heart.

12.  You can only have five books on your bookshelf. What are they and why?

Oh god, that’s so tough. I change up what I read so often that it’s really difficult to choose. Though, there are a couple ones I’ve reread in the past couple years that I could reread over and over again. Currently, I’d say Magic Burns by Ilona Andrews, A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J Maas, Lover Awakened by JR Ward, Caressed by Ice by Nalini Singh, and Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater. All of those are wildly re-readable for me and all for different reasons. I loved A Court of Mist and Fury so much I have a quote from it tattooed on my back.

















13.  What attracts you to steampunk?

The versatility of the genre. I love how open-ended it is, a big playground to stomp around in. I adore the aesthetic as well and having worked at events like Steampunk World’s Fair for years now, I’ve seen so many unique inventions and costumes that it’s hard not to fall in love with steampunk.

14.  Why do you call yourself an “eternal geek”?

I’ve been a geek as long as I can remember. When I fall in love with something—whether it’s a TV show, a book series, or a movie franchise, I fall hard. I’ve dabbled in almost anything labeled geek over the years, whether it be Magic the Gathering, live action role playing (White Wolf games were always my favorite), Dungeons and Dragons, Bioware games, and DC comics. I’m always jumping to some new hobby or interest, so I doubt my geekiness is going to die out any time soon.

15.  How much of you is in your characters?

While I don’t actively try to model characters after myself, I leave aspects in with each lead that I write. Some protagonists have my sense of humor, others my honesty and impatience. I’ve written some that I thought were incredibly different from me, only to realize we shared the same sense of responsibility and duty. A lot of my characters have traits from different friends as well, not anything I consciously try for, but a lot of times they just work their way in.

16.  You use your hometown, Philadelphia, in your stories. Have you ever had a fan from Philly talk about your books with you?

One of my favorite things with my Philadelphia Coven Chronicles series is the actual landmarks I use in the book, some of which have turned into something magical. I’ve had a lot of comments from Philly readers who have loved seeing the places from their hometown in fiction, especially twisted into something fae and magic. I know as a reader, that’s something I adore with urban fantasy and paranormal romance.

17.  Tell us about the writer services you offer.

For editing, I offer beta reading services as well as content editing for those looking to polish their manuscript into shape!

I also offer editing services for board game rulebooks, as I’m an avid board gamer and my husband and I are working on our own board game company.

Adrenaline Secrets- The Deadly DNA Series, Book One by Carolyn Reily

☆★☆ Adrenaline Secrets – The Deadly DNA Series, Book One ☆★☆


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Release Date: October 18, 2017

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He’s a trained, genetically-engineered mercenary. She’s a spy on a quest to avenge her family. Falling for each other was never part of the plan.

Freelancing as a soldier for hire, Jake Hanson is ready to take down GovCorp, the ruthless corporation that created the mercenary that he is. But when he gets teamed up in the jungles of Africa with the fiery and determined Kendra Reed, Jake struggles with his mission. After all, he’s not programmed to feel—but he’s beginning to feel a hell of a lot for the feisty ex-soldier.

Kendra Reed works for GovCorp as a translator. But she has a hidden agenda. She’s after the truth—and she’ll stop at nothing to get it. Working with a genetically-engineered bad boy sparks intrigue in her. But the last thing Kendra needs is to be falling for someone like Jake.

As they face a deadly enemy, Jake and Kendra are forced to trust one another, while confronting the heated attraction that burns between them. With time running out and their adrenaline in overdrive, can they find a way to save themselves before it’s too late?

“A sexy, action-packed read you won’t be able to put down!” —KATIE REUS, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author


Carolyn Reilly has been working for the German Federal Foreign Office (aka Department of State) for more than 20 years. A good part of that time she was assigned to German Embassies in civil war Lagos/ Nigeria and Khartoum/ Sudan, with the German Consulate General in New York and with German Embassies in Central Asian countries Kirgizstan and Kazakhstan. She still works part-time for the Foreign Office, but has meanwhile exchanged those restless and not exactly hazard-free postings abroad with a quieter life in the Bavarian countryside.


When she isn’t reading or writing, she enjoys spending time outdoors with her two Icelandic horses. She advocates animal welfare and a percentage of the proceeds of her books goes to Farmed Animal Sanctuary Hof Butenland in Northern Germany.


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The Crossing by E.H. James

Unaware of the powers lurking within her, Caitlin opens a door between worlds, allowing a fallen angel to pass through the veil of darkness into the light.
Attaching himself to Caitlin, he feeds off her fear to build his strength, intending to kill her, in order to prevent the door through which he can be forced back into the darkness from opening.
Aware of Malfeil’s return, Ezriel, the angel who cast him down by divine order, must be the one to send him back into the darkness. He appears to Caitlin, calling upon her to ask her to help him. But between his visits—causing her to have missing time—and Malfeil doing whatever he can to frighten her, Caitlin begins to question her sanity.
Realizing what she must do, there’s just one problem. An emergency room doctor, with a penchant for house calls, believes her unstable and is seeking to have her institutionalized.
Now she must evade the doctor while seeking out Ezriel…and all before Malfeil kills her.

Warning: This story contains language that may be offensive to some readers.

Length: 1923 KB, 141 pages

Released: January 2, 2018



“Stop laughing. You’ll get us both killed.”
The car straddled the center line, and Nicole swerved into her own lane. “Relax will ya. Jeez, you’re worse than my grandma.”
“At least she <em>is</em> a grandma. I’m surprised she’s still alive, driving with you.” Caitlin shifted in her seat. “Let me drive.”
“I only had two glasses of wine, and that was hours ago.” Nicole grinned. “Why, you worried you won’t find someone to pay the other half of the rent?”
“Oh, I know I won’t have any trouble finding a new roommate.”
“Good luck renting that second room, what with you being such a slob.” Caitlin scowled and Nicole laughed. “Hey, what’s a best friend for, if not to put up with each other?”
A deer stepped into the road and Caitlin gasped. Pushing back, she braced her feet against the floorboard.
Nicole gripped the steering wheel. The deer didn’t move, and she slammed on the brakes—the tires screeching as they dragged over pavement. She turned, the car veering off the road and down an embankment.
Water rushed up over the hood and onto the windshield. The car bobbed up, but then its nose dipped. Water gushed in under the dash.
“Oh, Jeez. Oh, Jeez…oh, Jeez.”
Caitlin unbuckled her seatbelt. “Unfasten your belt.”
Nicole gaped at the black liquid, as it slid up the glass.
Caitlin pressed the button on the passenger door. The power window started to lower and then stopped. “Shit!” Reaching into the darkness at her feet, she flinched. A cold numbness ran up her arm.
“What are you doing?”
Caitlin ran her fingers along the floorboard. “I keep a hammer under the seat.”
“You what?”
“Get your seatbelt off!”
Nicole pressed her thumb on the release button. Her fingernail bent back and snapped. “I can’t. It’s jammed.”
“I was going to put a knife or pair of scissors in the car, in case this happened.” Caitlin’s fingertips brushed up against the hammer’s handle. Gripping it, she lifted it out.
“You expected this?”
“No, I prepare for the worst and hope for the best. Nicole, we don’t have time to talk.” Caitlin swung the hammer at the window. The glass shattered, and the water rushed in.
“What are you doing?”
“We have to get out.” Caitlin pushed against the gushing onslaught.
“Don’t leave me.”
“I’m not. How tight is your seatbelt? Can you loosen it?”
Nicole slid her hand under the belt. “It’s not tight, but it won’t loosen. There’s not enough slack for me to get out.”
“Do you have a compact in your purse? Something with a mirror in it?”
Nicole frowned. “Why?”
“We can use the glass to cut the belt.”
“Yes!” Nicole fumbled for her purse and retrieved the compact.
“Take this hammer, and break the mirror on the dash.” Caitlin climbed out the window. Her feet touched the lake bottom, and she stood next to the car. “It’s not deep. Nicole, it’s not deep, here.” Climbing on the roof, she scrambled to the driver’s side.
“It’s working.” Nicole smiled, her lips trembling.
Caitlin leaned close to the glass. “Hurry, Nicole.”
Nicole turned her face to Caitlin, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“I can’t get the door open, until there is equal pressure. And even if I could, that would let the water in faster.” She punched the door. “Nicole, break the window so I can help you.”
Nicole swung the hammer and smashed the driver’s side window.
Caitlin reached in and retrieved a piece of mirror from the compact. She cut the other side of the belt from where Nicole was cutting. “It’s coming, Nicole. This is going to work.” The car sunk, its roof submerging. She put the shard between her teeth and unlocked Nicole’s door. Placing her foot on the car, she gripped the door handle. She pulled, the door giving way.
Nicole clawed at her arms, tearing into her flesh and dragging her down. Caitlin clenched her jaw and reached in the blackness for Nicole’s belt. She positioned the piece of glass into the notch she’d already cut, the shard slicing her fingers. Lifting her head above the surface, she gasped. “Nicole, help me. Keep cutting.”
Again, Caitlin slipped beneath the surface. Drawing her hand along the belt, she once more located the notch she’d cut.
The belt was almost cut through. Nicole grabbed her, and the shard fell from Caitlin’s grasp. Once more, she raised her head out of the water. “Nicole, help me. Pull on the belt as hard as you can.”
Nicole’s grip tightened on her arm, and Caitlin filled her lungs. She dipped under and drew her face close to Nicole’s, intent on giving her air, but Nicole yanked her down.
Caitlin grasped the belt. Bracing her foot on the car, she pulled, but Nicole continued to hold her. She struggled free. Nicole gripped her hand. Her own body convulsed, as Nicole struggled. She closed her eyes. Nicole’s grasp relaxed within hers. A floating sensation came over her, as if she were drifting upward.
It lasted no more than a few seconds. Something hit her, washing over her like a wave of intense joy, as if every cell in her being had exploded in rapture. It enveloped her, flowing through her. It was an emotion. A physical sensation on a level never before experienced.
She was still holding Nicole’s hand, when she opened her eyes. The sensation lingered, the headlights oddly mesmerizing as they shone out into the murky depths.
“You all right? Are you hurt?” A man jumped in and swam to her. “Oh my God. Daren, there’s someone still in the car.” He dove in and popped up a moment later. “The seatbelt’s jammed. There’s a knife in my glove compartment.”
Daren ran up the bank and reappeared a moment later. He took off his coat and dropped it on the shore. Running into the lake, he worked his way to them, shining the flashlight in the direction of the car.
“Give me the knife. Hold the flashlight so I can see.” The first man disappeared beneath the surface. Returning a moment later, he had Nicole in his arms. “I’ve got this. You take her.”
Daren wrapped his arm around Caitlin’s waist and drew her to the shore.
She sat shivering, as the first man carried Nicole up onto the grass.
He laid Nicole on the ground, her eyes directed up at the full moon. Pressing his fingertips to Nicole’s neck, he then raised his head and shook it.
Daren tilted her head back. Pinching her nose, he blew into her mouth.
“What are you doing?”
“The water’s cold. It slows down the metabolism so it requires less oxygen. You’d be surprised how long people can last and be brought back. Now help me, Josh.”
Daren continued to provide air, while Josh performed compressions.
“Is everyone all right?” Three more people climbed down the embankment.
Josh glanced up. “Call nine-one-one.”
“What about her?” One of them pointed at Caitlin.
“Do you have a blanket in your car?”
A moment later, someone draped a blanket around Caitlin’s shoulders. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“Weren’t you just at the party?”
Caitlin tipped her head back, a heaviness coming over her. Squinting up at the voice, she collapsed.
“Are you all right?” someone asked.
She lay on the wet grass, as they worked on Nicole. Somewhere in the distance, a siren cut through the night.
Voices melded one into the other.
Nicole slowly turned her head toward Caitlin. Her lips moved, as if she were speaking.

About the Author

E. H. James has always been fascinated by the unexplained. Wanting to delve deeper into the unknown, James has read and researched in the areas of parapsychology and metaphysics, for the past 40 years.

Taking those first hand experiences, involving the unexplained, James has woven the real and imaginary together into stories of the strange and bizarre.

James’s stories range from the paranormal and horror, to fantasy and science fiction, from short stories and novellas, to 100K+ novels.

Holiday Magic~ An Anthology of Christmas Stories

Reading anthologies has become one of my favorite things to do. It’s a great way to catch up with some of my favorite authors, like T.A. Moorman, and get to know new ones that I want to read more. It’s hard to pick a favorite from these stories. I honestly liked them all. Each of these authors knows how to create incredible short stories. The characters drove each of the plot lines forcing me to ignore my family because I just HAD to read one more page, one more chapter, or one more story. I’m not for sure what the guidelines were for these stories. I’m assuming it was simple, like create a holiday story. It was fun to see how unique these stories are with such a broad theme. They were not like the standard Christmas trope. This made them all the more fun.




Make this winter magical with 6 BRAND NEW Holiday romances.
This Holiday Season SIX amazingly talented and bestselling authors come to together in this collection of Holiday Magic with vampires, witches, shifters, and humans.
Tis the season for a paranormal and contemporary romance anthology with a touch of magic everyone will fall in love with.

Snowbound by TL Reeve
Eight Nights in Eden by Kim Carmichael
I Loved a Warlock from Wichita by Brigitte Ann Thomas
Tarnished Knight by K. Williams
Maia has resigned herself to living life alone, but lately she’s been restless. Maybe it has something to do with the handsome, hurt stranger who comes to the diner every night to walk her to her car after work. When she decides it’s time to try new things, the first impulsive act on her list is inviting Dominic to Thanksgiving dinner.
Dominic is nursing wounds from the past, but in Maia he sees a chance to start again – a chance at the wife and family he’s always wanted. But when his feelings for Maia overwhelm him, will he run, or will he stand and fight for their love like a knight in tarnished armor?
Spark of Solstice by A.K. Hudson
Santa’s Curse by T. A. Moorman
What if Santa was a vampire?
Jacquelyn, an enchantress with an overprotective streak, thinks it’s up to her to protect her older sister, Jadine, an enchantress who’s also a paranoid hypochondriac. So, whenever a male comes along trying to use Jadine, Jackie gets rid of them, in a non-conventional way. When the last person Jacquelyn expects, a certain vampire she’s had a not so little crush on, seems to be creeping around on her sister, she has no choice but to get rid of him, too. In front of witnesses. Only to find out one second too late that she had it all wrong.
Victor, like many males, has issues expressing how he truly feels. When he finally decides it’s time to stop running from fate and claim his mate, he goes to her sister for advice. But, creeping in and out of Jadine’s place like a thief in the night leads the very person he wants to win over to draw all the wrong conclusions. Which leads to him trading in his pale good looks for a white beard and a red velvet suit.
Now that the town knows Jacquelyn is the one behind all of the disappearances, and thinking she’s killed all of those that are missing, they’re out for her blood. And the only one who can save her is, well, Santa. But will he be able to make it back to her before it’s too late?
Enjoy a brand new tale of how Santa Clause came to be.

T.L. Reeve– TL Reeve, a best selling, multi-published author, was born out of a love of family and a bond that became unbreakable. Living in Alabama, TL misses Los Angeles, and will one day return to the beaches of Southern California. When not writing something hot and sexy, TL can be found curled up with a good book or working on homework with a cute little pixie.
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Kim Carmichael– Kim Carmichael began writing ten years ago when her love of happy endings inspired her to create her own. She has a weakness for bad boys and techno geeks, and married her own computer whiz after he proved he could keep her all her gadgets running. When not writing, she can usually be found slathered in sunscreen trolling Los Angeles and helping top doctors build their practices.
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You can also find her on facebook at kimcarmichaelnovels or follow her on twitter at @kimcarmichael4

Bridgette Ann Thomas-

Kelly Williams– Kelly Williams writes romance and life novels that will take you to another world. She provides the ‘Happily Ever After’ you always need.
She lives with her husband of thirty + years and her youngest daughter in Arizona.

A.K. Hudson

T.a. Moorman– When you become a Mom, you begin to put yourself last, and your combat boots begin to collect dust. Going to your child’s PTA meetings in full Gothic, especially industrial, regalia is pretty much frowned upon. Especially by your own children, and your teens would die of a heart attack. But, one should not have to completely stop being themselves, uniqueness is greatness. So all of that darkness is put into words in her books, and designs in her jewelry sold in her Etsy shop, GothicMoms DarkCharms.
A single mother of five beautiful children, but by far more than just that. T. A. Moorman is an artist, a violinist, a lab assistant, a seamstress, a crafter, a writer, a blogger, a reviewer, a dark confidant and a darkly dangerous, fiercely protective friend.


Bodyguard’s Secret Baby by Vivian Ward

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Title: Bodyguard’s Secret Baby

Author: Vivian Ward

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Release Date: 12/26/17

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I wasn’t ready to be a father but fate had other plans.

When I found out that Julie had a baby, I couldn’t understand why she would hide him from me until I laid eyes on him. One look was all it took to know that he was mine. He was my mirror image and those tiny fists of his pulled every damn heartstring in my body the instant he reached up for me. Guilt was written all over her face and now that I know he exists, we’ll be one happy family because nothing will stand in the way of me getting to know my boy.

Her secret will give both of us the second chance we’ve both been hoping for and I’ll make sure nothing separates us this time.

Author Bio – Vivian Ward

Vivian Ward is a romance author from St. Louis, Missouri. She pens dark and dirty stories about alpha heroes and strong heroines with emotional HEAs. Vivian is happily married to her real-life Prince Charming who is also her best friend. One of her guilty pleasures is reading and writing smut while indulging in chocolate caramel candies.

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First Package Causes Grief by Mary Abshire



First Package Causes Grief (Warren Antiques Vol. 1)


Her family’s secret can save lives, or end them.
 Life is peachy keen for Daisy Warren. Having dropped out of college, she decides to relax until her time comes to take over the family antique business. But when her eighty-nine-year-old great-grandmother, Lily, is kidnapped for a sacred artifact she took from the shop, Daisy learns the truth about the family profession. In a race against time, Daisy must find Lily and the priceless package while keeping the rest of the family in the dark about the relic and kidnapping. In less than twelve hours, Daisy’s life changes in ways she’d never imagined.



“Why do you have two phones and why do you need the numbers traced?”
I inhaled a deep breath as I considered my words carefully. “One of the phones is mine and the other is a cheap one my grandpa bought. I dug it out from the trash, but there’s a number he dialed and the person called him back. I’m trying to find out the location of the person who called him and someone who called me as well.” None of it was a lie. I’d explained the situation well without going into details or breaking any promises. Yay me.
“Why did your grandpa throw the phone the trash?”
I shrugged. “He does weird things sometimes.” Again, true statement. On occasion, he put tried to return the milk jug in the cabinet and put clean pots in the refrigerator. I could name plenty of other strange things he’d done, but why go there? We all did odd things from time to time.
Cade took the cheap cell from my hand. “Are you spying on him?”
“Me? No. I’m not a good spy.”
“Then why the interest?”
I stared into his dreamy eyes. “It’s complicated.”
“So am I.”
“Me three.”
He grinned and took the phones from my hands. “I can’t guarantee I can get locations, but I’ll try my best.”
“That’s fine.” Considering I had no other options, I accepted his terms. The man really was a genius, so I held hope he’d deliver what I needed.
“What number do you want me to trace on your phone?”
“One from about an hour ago. There’s another one like it from earlier, too.”
“Who was the caller?”
“I don’t know.”
His brows twitched. “You don’t know?”
Crap, now I was stuck having to answer. “It was a prank call.” Warmth began to rise to my cheeks.
Head lowered, he gazed at both cells. “How long were the calls?”
“I didn’t hang up right away. I’m not sure about Grandpa’s call.”
Cade met my gaze. “Does he know you took this?”
“So you are spying, in a way.”
I let out a loud sigh. “Can you do it, Cade?”
He gave me a crooked smile. “You came to the right person.”
I mentally cheered. “Can you have addresses ready for me in an hour or so?”
His grin faded. “Why the rush?”
I bit my lip while I tried to come up with a good excuse. “I’m expecting a call. An important one. Really important.”
He studied me. The heavy weight of his gaze led me to believe he suspected I was up to something fishy. Or maybe I was putting too much thought into the way he looked at me. I do that a lot—think too much, which is probably why I have an overactive imagination. In an effort to thwart his leery thoughts, I folded my arms over my chest and stared back with equal force.
“This important call… Would it be from the prank caller?”
“No, I mean, yes.” I shook my head and turned away from him. My skin started to itch, so I scratched my arm. If I had to provide any more details, he’d figure out soon I was lying.

Author Biography:
Mary is a romantic at heart and a lifetime lover of the paranormal, fantasy, and science fiction. She lives a quiet life in Indianapolis. When she’s not working or binge watching television, she enjoys creating fantastical worlds with vampires, demons, werewolves, angels, and other supernatural creatures. Her stories often include mystery and suspense. If you’re looking for an adventurous read, dive into her books.

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Twitter: @maryabshire


Mary’s Books: 
Warren Antiques series:
First Package Causes Grief
Second Package Raises the Dead
Third Package Reveals Secrets
Divine Justice series:
Demon Hunter
Demon Tracker
Crisis Alert
The Soul Catcher series:
Claiming the Evil Dead
Catching an Evil Tail
Fighting Evil
Love Conquers All Evil
Freedom From the Evil Dead
The Evil Next Door
Heaven Sent series:
First Kill
Second Demon
Third Love
Fourth Fight
Fifth Regret
Sixth Surprise
Seventh Heaven
Project Eve series:
The Awakening
The Quest
Playful Demons series:
Demon in Disguise
Demons in Disguise
Sisters of Lonewood box set
7 erotic romance short stories