Friday, June 30, 2023

Now Available on Amazon! The Bathhouse @ChangelingPress A gay, multicultural, second chance romance




Reed Barton is a millionaire who can have anything he wants, except the one thing he desires most. His first love. He’s spent years trying to recreate the night they met in a San Francisco bathhouse. The image of the beautiful Filipino man who took his virginity is never far from his thoughts.

Reed’s life is turned upside down when his long-lost love reappears -- and not in a good way. Joseph Castro is not quite what he seems. Time and experience have changed both men, and there’s no going back. But maybe, together, they can go forward.

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The service center looked much as Reed remembered it. His eagle-eyed inspection didn’t miss much as he made his way around the crowded cubicles. Some workers weren’t as attentive as others and he made note of them.

Glancing up, he caught sight of a man entering a cubicle at the end of the aisle. Their eyes met and a shock of recognition hit Reed like a tidal wave.

No. It couldn’t be. Could it? Oh, God, let it be him.

The Filipino gave the barest nod of recognition and disappeared behind the wall of his workspace and just like that the years melted away and their night together seemed like only yesterday.

Reed’s heart beat fast and hard. Foolishly, he wondered if Babyboy felt the same electric charge that he did. Wishful thinking. More likely, the Filipino remembered him as just another encounter from the distant past. Did Reed want to find out? Yes, he needed to know. Reed took a few deep breaths and pulled himself together. It would be wrong to show too much interest in an employee. He forced himself to continue his tour and when he reached the man’s cubicle, he looked inside. The nameplate on the desk said Joseph Castro.

Joseph Castro had his headset on, apparently helping a customer. Reed stood transfixed, watching the Filipino at work. Joseph spoke calmly in slightly accented English that seemed to caress each word. It had been years, but Reed found himself getting hot just thinking of how that voice had whispered dirty talk in his ear.

Joseph ended his call and looked up. “Hello, Pogi.”

The words were so soft, Reed wondered if he’d really heard them. He mouthed back. “Babyboy.”

Joseph sighed, but didn’t speak another word. They stared at each other and it felt like a scene from a cheesy movie, where the room fades to a blur while the two heroes connect in a powerful silent dialog. Despite the intervening years, the emotions that washed over Reed were familiar. Caught in a time warp, Reed felt as if summer had finally arrived after a long severe winter.




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Friday, June 23, 2023

Falling in Love with an Obnoxious Billionaire by Marie Ribarik #Romance


Contemporary Romance

Date Published: April 2023


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In the heart of San Francisco, an extraordinary journey begins when a young woman steps into the realm of a charismatic billionaire, unearthing the depths of his soul and discovering her own untapped desires…

Enter a world of wealth, power, and unpredictable desire… When Stephanie, a driven and determined young woman, accepts the position as billionaire Henry's new assistant, she becomes an integral part of his high-stakes world. Drawn to his charisma and success, she discovers that there is much more to Henry than meets the eye.

As Stephanie delves deeper into her role, she witnesses Henry's enigmatic personality firsthand. The allure of his riches and handsomeness is countered by moments of harshness and indifference, leaving Stephanie torn between attraction and resentment. Yet, fate has plans in store for them both.

When an unexpected business conference takes them to the vibrant city of San Diego, Stephanie finds herself drawn into a world where secrets unravel and hearts collide. In the midst of shared experiences, forgiveness takes root, and Stephanie must confront her hidden feelings for Henry. But when she discovers she carries a life-altering secret, the stakes are raised, and their entangled lives are forever changed.

Will Stephanie and Henry's journey lead them to embrace their undeniable connection, or will the secrets they carry drive them apart?

Lose yourself in this captivating tale of a billionaire's assistant, ambition, and the secrets that bind them…

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Marie Ribarik, author of Falling In Love With An Obnoxious Billionaire

My debut novel, “Falling in Love with an Obnoxious Billionaire,” is a captivating read that has received high praise from readers.  Drawing inspiration from my love of reading, my contemporary romance novels transport readers to new worlds filled with unforgettable characters and unforgettable love stories.

With over 25 years of living in California and working as an Oncology Registered Nurse, I now reside in the Palm Beach area with my family and want to pursue my secondary dream which is to become a writer. I have always been a passionate novelist,  poet, and writer who believes that the power to change one’s life lies in their thoughts and words. 

Since I have more time available to me now, I decided to write. It is like trading syringes for pens, paper, and a computer. Thanks to Amazon’s KDP platform, I have self-published my work with less anxiety, allowing me to focus on what I love most – writing.  If you are looking for a romance author who will take you on an unforgettable journey of love and self-discovery, look no further than my Marie Ribarik.  My next novel is right around the corner.


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Wednesday, June 21, 2023

Release Blitz! SAFEWORD: Mayday by Candace Blevins #BDSM


Contemporary Romance (BDSM, kink)

Date Published: 06-21-2023


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Heather’s soul soars when she’s hang-gliding, skydiving, kayaking, or piloting a helicopter during search and rescue missions. She’s taken the term adrenaline junkie to a whole new level. However, she’s never enjoyed sex and never had an orgasm.

Instead of giving up on her, Kyle, a long-time friend who convinces her to be more, brings an experienced Dom in to help. Marcus explains she only enjoys extreme sports, so she needs to try extreme sex since the normal kind hasn’t worked. Marcus is all Dom, and helps Kyle bring Heather alive sexually.

Just when Heather thinks she has everything figured out, she learns the details of how it worked when the two men shared a girlfriend for years while they were in college.

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Candace Blevins writes urban fantasy, paranormal romance, contemporary BDSM romance, and two kick-ass motorcycle club series. With more than sixty published novels, Candace continues to create stories with strong women, and she pulls from her vast knowledge of mythologies, ancient religions, and history to create a paranormal world that fits neatly into our real one.

She lives with her husband of twenty-five years and their youngest daughter. Their oldest daughter has flown the nest, but frequently comes home for visits. The family’s beloved, goofy, retired racing greyhounds are usually at her side as she writes, quietly keeping her company. Or sometimes not so quietly.

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Tuesday, June 20, 2023

Teaser Tuesday! MAUI by Harley Wylde @changelingpress #MCromance


Savage Raptors MC, Book 3 - A Dixie Reapers Bad Boys Romance


Motorcycle Club Romance

Date Published: June 23, 2023

Publisher: Changeling Press LLC

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Casey -- It's been a year since I showed up on my dad's doorstep with my surprise, you have a daughter bomb. He took me in. Gave me the first true home and family I've ever had. But now I want more. There's been one man who's always watching over me. Maui. He's one of the club's officers, and so much older than me. To me, age is just a number. Does he feel the same? Or is he only taking care of me because I'm his President's daughter? With Maui, I want everything, but will he want someone as broken as me?

Maui -- I told myself I was too old for her. Tried to just be her friend. Then I hear her screaming in her sleep, and I realize what types of monsters she's been fighting on her own. She needs me, and I need her. Whatever it takes, Casey and her baby will be mine. But first, I need to get a little bloody because there's no way I'm letting anyone live after they've hurt my family. I'll wipe them off the face of the earth so Casey won't be scared anymore. I hope she accepts the darker side of me. Either way, she's mine and I'm hers.


WARNING: Content intended for adult readers. Maui contains darker subjects which might trigger some readers, as well as violence and bad language. Guaranteed happily ever after. No cheating. No cliffhanger.





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Everyone thought Casey would be excited to celebrate her birthday. The young woman I’d been watching didn’t look like today was the least bit special. She’d been through hell. If anyone had a right to not feel like celebrating, it was her. She’d shown up at the clubhouse, seventeen and pregnant, and I knew it had been a big blow for her dad. The Pres had never mentioned having a woman, or a kid. I wondered how long it had festered inside him, hiding all the pain of losing his family.

During the time I’d spent with Casey since she arrived, I’d learned quite a bit about her. Like the fact she’d never really celebrated her birthday, wouldn’t divulge the name of the guy who’d knocked her up, and she planned to live her life for her daughter. She’d taken on a lot of responsibility, and I’d done my best to help her shoulder some of it.

Which was why I found myself on her porch, with Rebel. Atilla and Solena had sent us over with a note. Basically, we were to let her pick who she wanted to spend the day with, then give her a memorable birthday. Just not memorable enough to have Atilla threaten our lives. He’d already made sure we knew what would happen if we touched his precious daughter.

“You going to knock?” Rebel asked.

“You do it.” I was an asshole. Why did I make him knock? Because if we woke up Casey, I didn’t want to be the one at fault.

She opened the door and looked like she might drop at any second.

“Hey, guys. Did Dad send you over to get me?”

Rebel flashed her his signature grin, guaranteed to drop panties, and I fought the urge to throat punch him. Instead, I shoved my hands in my pockets and let him dig his own grave. She didn’t look ready to handle his bullshit today.

“You have a choice,” Rebel said. “The note explains it.”

He handed her the envelope. I knew what was inside. A birthday card from her dad and Solena, along with a message from each. I’d read it as they’d written it earlier. Atilla had kept things somewhat simple. You have a choice to make. I asked Rebel to take you to dinner, dancing, and make sure you had the best birthday ever.

Then there was Solena’s message, which was why I hadn’t dressed up too much before coming over. Unlike Rebel, who’d styled his hair, doused himself in cologne, and gone all out. Solena was on my side, and her message proved it. Maui is there to give you whatever you really need for your birthday. I doubt it’s a night out on the town like your dad thinks. But you should know both were threatened with death and dismemberment if they laid a hand on you.

Casey snickered after reading the card. Good. She needed to laugh more.

“So, which of us will you be spending the night with?” Rebel asked, wagging his eyebrows at her suggestively. She shook her head at his antics. If he wasn’t such a nice guy, I’d have been tempted to kick his ass right off the porch.

“I hate to disappoint you both, but…”

“You aren’t up for going out,” I said. That meant I had a better shot at spending time with her than Rebel. “When did you last sleep?”

“I sleep every night,” she muttered.

“You know what I mean,” I said. “Don’t be a smartass.”

She sighed and rubbed her hand over her face. “Becca had a fever, and she’s still having reflux. I still have to be careful if I don’t want her to throw up her food.”

“She’s eight months now, isn’t she?” I asked.

“Yeah. I’m starting to get her mashed up banana, yogurt, and other things like that. Those do better with her than the pureed baby food. Do the two of you want to come in?” Casey asked.

Rebel shook his head. Smart man. “I think I’ll head out. I hope you’ve had a happy birthday, Casey. I’ll take you out for lunch sometime soon.”

Sure he would. Over my dead body. As much as I didn’t want to be one of those asshole cavemen, when it came to Casey, all bets were off. I didn’t like how close she’d gotten with Rebel. At the same time, I knew she needed the support of everyone around her. It felt like I was caught between a rock and a hard place.

He waved as he stepped off the porch and wandered off into the night. I studied Casey, wondering if she was still okay with me going inside. She’d never turned me away, but typically I came over to help with Becca. Tonight, it would only be the two of us. I’d heard Atilla offered to babysit. Had he already picked her up? Lately, it felt like something was building between me and Casey, but I didn’t know if it was wishful thinking on my part. Casey could have any man she wanted.

For a lot of people, the age gap between us would be too much. As far as I was concerned, it was just a number. Who the hell cared? As long as it didn’t bother Casey, then I was fine with it. Her dad might take a little convincing, although he tried not to be too overbearing after not being part of her life for so long. As he often said, she’d grown up just fine without his input.

“You coming in?” she asked, taking a step back.

“Where’s Becca?” I scanned the room as I entered her tiny home. Solena had mentioned babysitting, but it didn’t mean they already had her. I’d assumed it was only Casey at home right now, but it might not be the case. If Becca was here, I wasn’t about to send her away.

“She’s sleeping at Dad’s tonight. Now I know why he took her.” She patted my arm. “I really appreciate you wanting to take me out for my birthday. I’m sorry I’m not up for it.”

“It’s your day, Casey. Which means we do whatever you want. Looks to me like you need some help around here more than you need dinner and a movie. Although, there’s no reason we can’t still do that right here.” I rolled up my shirt sleeves. She could relax while I cleaned, cooked, and prepared a special night for her.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” she asked.

“Go take a hot bath or a nap. Your choice. I’ll pick up around here and get dinner going. Any requests?” I asked.

“No. Anything is fine.” She paused before going into her room. “Solena brought over a cake this morning. We can have some for dessert. It has fruit filling and whipped frosting.”

“Already had some?” I smiled, picturing her digging into the cake. Her cheeks flushed, and she nodded. So damn cute. “Go relax. I’ll call you when dinner is ready.”

I picked up what little trash I found in the main living areas, emptied her kitchen garbage can, loaded the dishwasher, and dug through the cabinets to figure out what I’d cook. I’d just preheated the oven when my phone started vibrating in my pocket. I’d turned the ringer off, not wanting anyone to disturb my time with Casey.

Wire’s name flashed across the screen, and I knew I needed to take the call.

“Find something?” I asked. It had been months, and so far, neither he nor Lavender had dug up anything. Except they said the guy’s record was too clean, as in it had been doctored by someone.

“Maybe. We know who his closest friends were back then. They aren’t quite as clean as Casey’s ex. One is currently doing time for rape. Another left the country, and the third is still in the same town as Casey’s ex. They have a beer together at least once a week.”

“That’s all?” I asked.

“Lavender has an idea who cleaned the kid’s records. If she can get in touch with the hacker responsible, and feel him out, we might be able to put a few pieces of the puzzle together. Just don’t hold your breath.”

I whistled. “Man, you mean to tell me there’s something the two of you can’t do? I’m in shock right now.”

“Shut it, fucker. We aren’t getting any younger, and some of the fresh blood out there is nearly as good as we were at their age. Give them time, and a few might surpass us.”

“Keep me posted. It’s her eighteenth birthday today, so I’m at her place making dinner. If I don’t answer, I’ll call back when I can.”


I ended the call and put my phone away before working on dinner again. I’d found bell pepper and onion in the fridge, as well as hamburger meat and shredded cheese. While Casey didn’t seem to have any taco shells, I’d found some taco bowls. I baked them in the oven while I browned the meat and veggies, seasoning it enough to add some flavor without making it too strong for Casey. Cilantro lime rice was the next thing to start. Dinner might not be fancy, but I knew it was something she liked, since I’d made it for her before. Unless she’d lied to spare my feelings. Too late to worry about it now.

Once everything was done, I set the table and called out to her.

“Casey, dinner is done.”

“I’ll be there in a minute,” she said.

I hadn’t realized she’d come out of her room and gone into the bathroom until I heard the water sloshing before the sound of the tub draining. I cleared my throat and adjusted myself. The thought of her standing just one room away, and naked, had my cock’s full attention. Last thing I needed was to sport wood when she came out of there. She might very well run screaming from the house.

Since I’d never cared much for sweet tea, Casey always kept some soda stocked. She’d offered to keep beer in the fridge for the times I dropped by, but I wasn’t a big drinker. Not to mention I didn’t want to drink around Becca. My brother had driven his car off the side of a winding highway, down an embankment, and into the ocean. He’d been drunk off his ass and the accident had kept me from alcohol for a long time. I had the occasional drink with my club brothers, but it didn’t happen often.

I set out a soda for me and a glass of tea for Casey. She came to the table wearing an off-the-shoulder top and leggings. Barefoot. The woman was driving me crazy, and she wasn’t even trying.

About the Author

Harley Wylde is an International Bestselling Author of MC Romances. When Harley's writing, her motto is the hotter the better -- off-the-charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can't deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you've come to the right place. She doesn't shy away from the dangers and nastiness in the world, bringing those realities to the pages of her books, but always gives her characters a happily-ever-after and makes sure the bad guys get what they deserve.

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Friday, June 16, 2023

Portraits Passion and other Pastimes by Charlie Lane #RegencyRomance


The Art of Love, Book 1


Regency Romance

Date Published: 06-14-2023


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A marquess with an inheritance problem.

When his father dies, Raph Bromley, new Marquess of Waneborough inherits more than his father’s title. He inherits a crumbling estate, an ocean of debt, a valuable art collection, and a most unusual stipulation in his father’s will. No piece in the art collection can be sold unless Raph first creates a brilliant work of art. But his imagination is as nonexistent as his artistic experience, and that’s never going to happen.

Thank goodness for heiresses. Raph will simply marry for money. Problem solved. Except his mother’s new companion, a dark-haired, clever, poor beauty tests his resolve and makes him think …

Maybe painting won’t be so hard.

(It is…)

A companion with no home of her own.

Matilda Bellvue has worked as a companion for fifteen years, but she’s inherited a cottage in Cumbria, and she’ll soon make it her home. She plans to spend her days reading scandalous novels and redecorating every room. But first, she must complete one final job, serving as companion to the Marquess of Waneborough’s mother.

Her task is simple: help the grieving marchioness, argue with the hard-headed marquess, avoid matchmakers, and resist spying on naked men swimming in the lake. Above all else, she must not fall in love with her employer, a man who makes her feel like she's finally found home.

Because she has no money. And he must marry rich. And that way only lies heartache.


Funny, sweet, and definitely steamy, book 1 in the Art of Love series is a late Regency romance that's as lighthearted as it is hot!



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USA Today Bestselling author Charlie Lane traded in academic databases and scholarly journals for writing steamy Regency romcoms like the ones she’s always loved to read. Her favorite authors are Jane Austen (who else?), Toni Morrison, William Blake, Julia Quinn, and Maya Rodale.

Charlie writes unique stories with unconventional characters who push against the rigid restrictions of their society. Officially, Charlie has a Ph.D. in literature with a focus on the nineteenth-century novel and children’s literature and answers to Professor. Unofficially, she’s a high-flying circus-obsessed acrobat. She lives with her own Colonel Brandon, two little dudes, and a furry fella in East Tennessee.


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Thursday, June 15, 2023

Midnight at Bat Hollow by Eric Avedissian #horror @rabtbooktours



Date Published: 06-10-2023

Publisher: Shadow Spark Publishing

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Reece Rokowski never wanted to be a hero. A dedicated cop and stickler for law and order, Reece’s life is anything but orderly. His wife split, his gambling debts spiraled, and his past trauma haunts him.

Drowning his sorrows at a local watering hole, Reece meets Queenie, a woman too good to be true. He could tell Queenie anything, perhaps too much. On his way home, Reece stumbles upon a John Doe nearly sucked dry of blood and becomes the prime suspect.

As Reece defies his superiors and investigates, he encounters the Legion of the Lamb, a monster-hunting biker gang looking into the same case. Teaming up with the Legion, Reece discovers gaps of missed time, a hulking stranger pursuing him from the shadows, and a secret vampire coven. When the bloodsuckers capture Queenie, it's up to Reece and the Legion to save her before the Regens Noctis – the true ruler of the night – plunges the city into an orgy of blood. 


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Eric Avedissian is an adjunct professor and speculative fiction author. His published work includes the novel Accursed Son and the role-playing game Ravaged Earth. His short stories appear in various anthologies, including Across the Universe, Great Wars, and Rituals & Grimoires. He lives in New Jersey with his wife and a ridiculous number of books. When not chained to his writing desk, he hikes the Pinelands and wastes too much time on social media. Visit him online at


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Tuesday, June 13, 2023

The Bathhouse (It Should Have Been You 2) #MMromance @ChangelingPress

Welcome to the June Marketing for Romance Steam Hop! If you’d like to heat up your summer, you’re in the right place. 

Today I'm sharing a juicy teaser from my MM erotic romance THE BATHHOUSE

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The Bathhouse


Reed Barton is a millionaire who can have anything he wants, except the one thing he desires most. His first love. He’s spent years trying to recreate the night they met in a San Francisco bathhouse. The image of the beautiful Filipino man who took his virginity is never far from his thoughts.

Reed’s life is turned upside down when his long-lost love reappears -- and not in a good way. Joseph Castro is not quite what he seems. Time and experience have changed both men, and there’s no going back. But maybe, together, they can go forward.


Reed’s palms were damp with nervous energy. Was he really prepared to do what he’d come here for? Yes. He’d come too far to back off now. He wanted to explore his sexual self. 

Reed’s path ended at the steam room. Excitement floated on clouds of vapor. A dozen heads lifted to size him up. Feeling suddenly timid and embarrassed, Reed backed up, intending to leave. Just then, a group of boisterous frat boys arrived and carried him along with them. Reed separated himself and took a seat on one of the wooden benches. 

The warm, wet air enveloped Reed’s body, and loosened his tense muscles. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of relaxation, but the atmosphere changed with the new arrivals. Suddenly the steam room became a hotbed of lust. All wet, slithering bodies sliding up against each other. A strange body pressed up against Reed and startled him. He wished he could be as liberated as these men, but he was too new, too green. There were too many horny men. He needed to find a quieter space. 

Reed got as far as the door, but was brought up short by a hand on his shoulder. For a moment, he was too shocked to move. Then he turned. The man in front of him was shorter. His black hair framed dark eyes, a flat nose and a smiling mouth. Reed scanned the length of him, eyes widening at the tent in his towel. Under it had to be a rock-hard erection. Reed dragged his fascinated gaze back to the man’s exotic face, his broad cheekbones and deep-set eyes. The stranger’s alluring lips curled in a seductive smile as he spoke. 

“I don’t blame you for wanting to leave. It’s so noisy in here. A man can’t hear himself think.” He held onto his towel. “By the way, I’m Babyboy.” 

Reed’s eyes widened. “How old are you?” 

“I’m twenty-one.” Babyboy chuckled. “Every Filipino is required by law to have a nickname. I’m the only boy and the youngest of my siblings. I was Babyboy from day one. I don’t even remember my real name.”

 Reed’s eye twitched, a sign of his nerves, but he smiled back. “I’m just plain old Reed.” 

Babyboy, his eyes shining with lust, looked Reed up and down. “Not old, and certainly not plain.” 

Reed could feel his face flush. He wasn’t used to compliments from attractive gay men. 

“I have a private room, a quiet place where we can talk. Will you join me, plainold-Reed? Maybe I’ll give you a nickname. No one here uses their real name.” 

Nervousness transformed into horny excitement. Reed’s cock stirred under his towel, but he had a moment of indecision. He thought about refusing, but stopped himself. This is what he’d come for, a chance to meet someone, to talk one on one, and explore his sexuality without judgment. Now there was nothing to stop him from indulging himself. He could experience sex tonight, and with a man he felt attracted to. Why not just enjoy it? 

“Yes, I’d like that.” The two men walked toward the stairs. 

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Monday, June 12, 2023

Sofia's Silver Bullet by Kate Hill #paranormal #romance


Silver Hearts, Book Two


Paranormal Romance

Date Published: 06/12/2023


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Arturo – As a mortal, I was a hit man. I’m not proud of it. Since becoming a vampire, I’ve done my best to turn my life around, but violence is in my nature. When demons take over the world, I jump into the rebellion against them. Then I cross paths with a sexy young vampire with more attitude than an alpha werewolf. Like me, she’s no stranger to betrayal, but that won’t stop me from winning her heart.

Sofia – Demons destroyed my world. Now I dedicate my life to the rebellion against them. I’m temporarily partnered with a gorgeous vampire from Boston who exasperates me, mostly because he’s impossible to resist. I’ve been betrayed before, but is it time to take a risk for love?


Note: Sofia's Silver Bullet is a short paranormal age gap romance with a bad boy turned good hero, a kick-butt heroine, and a HEA.


The Savage Sage stands like a misplaced piece of medieval Europe among the surrounding buildings. Like Lucas, the club reeks of old-world class.

I remember when he built the place and moved into it with his young protégé, a kid named Orien who was even sterner than Lucas and more miserable than me. I blame it on his demon half. Anyway, he was like a son to Lucas, and I know how those ties can be. I made an effort to tolerate Orien, and he did the same with me. Turns out he was the key player in preventing a demon tower from rising in Maryland.

Oh, demons still run rampant in Maryland, but they don’t have a direct portal from hell, and everyone knows how much that pisses off the demon masters. So, I gotta respect Orien for that.

Anyway, I digress, as they say. Time to go to work.

Security lets me pass through the front door of the club. They know me well, but pretend not to. It’s important that I stay incognito.

In the club, the host seats me at a table near the dance floor. I look like a typical vamp on the prowl, just out for a drink and maybe a bite.

Wolf women sitting at a nearby table give me the eye. It’s no secret that some vamps look down on our hairier cousins, but not me.

My waiter approaches. He’s a tall, slender redhead named Reese. Like most staff members, he’s part of the rebellion. Tonight, he’s a contact who will put me in touch with the agent I’m here to meet.

“Good evening, sir,” Reese says.

“How’s it going?”

“As well as usual. The lady asked me to give you this.” He hands me a slip of paper and glances toward the woman seated at the end of the bar.

How the hell did I miss her? I wouldn’t have. She must have snuck in when I turned toward the table of wolves.

She’s gorgeous and a vampire, by her arousing scent. Staring at me with smoldering amber eyes, she runs the tip of her tongue over full lips painted burgundy. A cascade of wildly curly black hair falls to her elbows. I want to bury my lips in it. I want to kiss her breathless. I want—

Keep it in your pants, Big Guy, and read the note.

That’s her voice in my head. Sexy. Powerful. So she has strong telepathic skill. That’s a relatively rare gift, even for vampires, though it’s more common among our kind than normal humans.

I glance at the note written in bold red letters. Come and join me for a drink, and we’ll talk business.

Reese clears his throat.

I glance at him, and he says, “Arturo, she’s meant for you.”

His words confirm that this beauty is going to be my temporary partner. My pulse quickens. I hadn’t expected someone like her.

“Looks like I’m changing seats, Reese.” I rise and swagger to the bar. Sure, this is business, but that doesn’t mean I can’t get some pleasure out of it.

You’re full of yourself, aren’t you?

It’s her voice again. An insult. So that’s kind of foreplay.

Grinning, I ease onto the barstool next to hers. “Hey, baby. Name’s Arturo.”


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Kate Hill is a vegetarian New Englander who loves writing romantic fantasies. When she's not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out, watching horror movies, and researching vampires and Viking history. She runs the Compelling Beasts Blog that is dedicated to antagonists, antiheroes, and paranormal creatures. Kate also writes as Saloni Quinby.


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