Nemesis by Suzanne Madron

 
Nemesis
Immortal War Series
Book 1
Suzanne Madron
Genre: Horror
Book Description:
When an amnesiac deity is accidentally resurrected by an ancient evil, his only hope of remembering who and what he once was is a vampire named Lamia. When she runs to him for protection, an inescapable fate is unleashed upon them both as they fight to survive.
NEMESIS is the first installment in the Immortal War Series.
About the Author:
Suzanne Madron was born in New York City and has lived up and down the east coast. Currently she resides on a house built over a Civil War battlefield in the wilds of Pennsylvania where she has been known to host some interesting Halloween parties. She has authored several novels and stories under various names including Suzi M, James Glass, and Xircon.

Phoenix Rising Series by Alexandra Christian

 

Naked
Phoenix Rising
Book One
Alexandra Christian
Genre: Sci-Fi/ Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Date of Publication: April 13, 2017
ISBN: 1545383235 
ISBN: 978-1545383230
ASIN: B071CRSKV2
Number of pages: 210
Word Count: 70,000
Book Description:
OUT OF THE STACKS
Librarian Phoebe Addison has lived her entire life within a seventy-five mile radius of her small Louisiana town, but when she receives a strange medallion from her adventurous, off-world sister, reality tilts toward the bizarre. Everything Phoe thought she knew is…well, wrong. Dead wrong. But bone-numbing fear has no place in this brave new world—nor by the side of the dangerous, exquisite man who saves her life.
…AND INTO THE FIRE
Following the tragic slaughter of his family, operative Macijah “Cage” St. John understands evil in a way no man ever should. He traded happiness for a magnificent and terrible power, and fate isn’t done with him yet. He wasn’t looking for comfort. He didn’t need tenderness. But today he’ll play hero to a damsel in distress, and his quest will deliver him to the uncanny Martian colony of New London—and his heart to the demure Phoebe Addison. The bookish beauty’s hidden talents and deep abiding love just might save Cage from himself.
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Excerpt  Naked:
“Hey…” she sighed,
taking the curve of his jaw in the palm of her hand and raising his eyes to
meet hers. “I’m okay. You saved my life. For like… the millionth time.”  He didn’t move, so she didn’t pull away,
finally able to observe him. His jaw was set, tense as he stared at her with
those dusky, changeable eyes. But Phoe could feel a tremble there. A fear
lurking underneath that she would never have expected a man like Cage to
possess. “I’m fine.”
“And what in
hell were you doing?” he said, snapping his head up to glare at her. “I told
you to run away and you did exactly the opposite of what I said! You could have
been killed! Or worse, bitten! You just… you don’t understand, Phoe. I’m
supposed to protect you, and I didn’t protect you. I can’t lose another…”  His words trailed off. She could tell he
wanted to say more but wouldn’t. She held his gaze, but he looked away, as if
he were hiding some weakness he couldn’t stand for her to see. There was some
trauma lurking there.
“What are you
talking about?” she said. “Help me understand.”
“I can’t,” he
said, pulling back and shaking his head as if to clear it. “I won’t.”
“But why…”
He rolled back
on his heels and rose quickly, his shoulder brushing against the bedside table
and nearly toppling the glass of tea, an uncharacteristically clumsy movement.
“Just leave it alone, Phoe. My demons are my own.”  The weakness was gone, and now that
hard-edged, barely contained anger returned. She knew if she pressed him that
he would lash out. She was starting to understand, to be able to read his moods
that had seemed so random and mysterious when they’d first met. There was a
scab, healed over but still burning. “Rest up,” he said, turning to walk away.
“We’ll leave at sunset. Addie has a car.”
Swallowing her
nausea, she threw back the blanket and stumbled out of the bed toward him.
“Wait… Cage…”
He stopped but
didn’t turn.
“Look, I don’t
know what’s happened to you in your past. But we all have demons. Some of us,
more than most people. I get it.”  She
lay a hand on his shoulder, feeling the tremble of muscles pulled tight. The
sensation of gentle touch had evidently become a foreign concept, and his first
reaction was to flee. His head turned, staring down at where the cool,
pearlescent flesh of her fingertips rested against him. Such a profile, his
eyes gazing downward and just the faint glisten of a single tear resting just
under his eyelashes. Phoe’s heart broke for him. “You can trust me.”

 

“I do trust you,
Phoe.”  She slid her arm along his
shoulder, and he turned, enveloping her body in a gentle embrace. He brushed a
hand over her brow, smoothing back the stray locks that fell around her face.
Being so close to him, she felt small and skittish. If he loosened his grasp
even just a little, she feared she would retreat. He took her hand, bringing it
to his lips and then pressing her palm against his cheek. Instantly his body
relaxed, as if her touch were some sort of calming drug. Phoebe could actually
feel the tension melting from his embrace. His eyes were full of fire and his breathing
labored. Phoe couldn’t believe that it was her doing this to him. That all of
this was for her. “I don’t trust me,” he went on. She was mesmerized by the
curves of his lips as he spoke and without even realizing, she’d moved closer.
Only a breath between them, and then their lips touched. He kissed her, lightly
at first then more insistent. Phoe was stiff, the sensation so unfamiliar as
his sumptuous mouth caressed her lower lip, worrying it gently, teaching her
what to do. She melted into his embrace, and he teased the crease of her mouth
with the tip of his tongue, coaxing it open before taking possession. Cage
stole her breath and then offered his own. His arms tightened around her waist
as he pulled her in against him, letting his hands rest on her hips as their
kiss went on and on. When he let her go, Phoe stumbled, holding her dizzy head.
A fluttery feeling rose in the pit of her belly, and all she wanted to do was
kiss him again.
Neo-Geisha
Phoenix Rising
Book Two
Alexandra Christian
Genre: Sci-Fi/ Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Date of Publication: October 26, 2017
ISBN:
ASIN: B076DDG8MX
Number of pages: 167 pages
Word Count: 65,500
Reluctant to become a spy again, Macijah “Cage” St. John’s instincts prove correct when all hell breaks loose for him and his lady love, Phoebe Addison, who is also his new partner.
Book Description:
BACK…
Macijah “Cage” St. John’ didn’t want the spy life anymore. He would have been thrilled to spend every morning lying in the field behind Phoe’s home in smalltown Louisiana watching the clouds roll by. But his Miss Addison wanted to spread her wings, literally. So Cage accepted a mission that teamed him up with his lady love. If only he had trusted her.
TO THE FUTURE
Everything about being a spy was a million times more exciting, and scarier, than the books she’d read in her former life as a librarian. When her first mission with Cage turned into a colossal clusterf*ck because he withheld information and kept secrets, Phoebe’s world narrowed into a long tunnel of betrayal. Captured by space pirates and delivered to a horrible fate, she wished the last words between them had been of love, because she was certain she would never see Cage St. John again.
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Excerpt
Neo-Geisha:
Phoebe stood
there letting the steaming water pour down over her body, wishing it would wash
away the doubt. She didn’t hear the swish of the door opening so when Cage
stepped into the shower behind her she screamed, coming at him with the tiny
penknife she kept on hand at all times.
“Whoa,” he
chuckled, grabbing her wrist. “Calm down. It’s me.” She held firm to the hilt
of the knife for a few seconds before letting him slip it from her grasp.
“You’re all right.”
“Am I?”
He nodded.
“You’re always safe with me, love.”
“Is that a
promise?” She met his gaze, searching for sincerity in it.
“Always.” He
leaned in and pressed his lips to her forehead. “You really must stop taking
weapons into the shower. That’s a nasty accident waiting to happen.”
All the pent-up
emotion and stress from the last several weeks bubbled to the surface and she
crumpled against him, her tears mixing with the falling water in a mixture of
relief and fear, exhilaration and uncertainty. “There now, baby. You’re all
right.” He wrapped his arms around her, brushing the matted tendrils away from
her ear and kissing her lightly at the small hollow beneath. It made her feel
small and protected. She craved the strength she felt in the hard muscles
cording through his arms and chest.
“Is it like this
every time?” she sniffled.
He chuckled.
“You get used to it.”
“I didn’t think
you were supposed to be afraid.”
“Where on earth
would you get that idea?” he said. “Fear keeps us on our toes.”
“It didn’t do so
well for me,” she replied, rubbing at her burning eyes. “I fucked up
everything.”
“No you didn’t.
It isn’t anyone’s fault. It just happened.”
“If you hadn’t
been there…” she sniffled. “I’d… I…”
He took her chin
between his fingertips and forced her head up. “You would have figured a way
out. You’re smart and managed to keep your cool. As soon as the antidote took
hold, you were able to shift. That confusion you created saved both our skins.
So no more of this doubt, all right? You need to not worry so much,” he purred,
nudging her back under the spray. The steam was a comfort, wrapping her in a
blanket of humid warmth and she began to relax. “You’re so tense.” He turned
her around brushing his fingertips along her spine.
“You know I’m a
worrier,” she muttered.
“It’s a useless
endeavor, I’m afraid.” His fingers came to rest at the swell of her ass and
began tracing circles at the base of her spine. The callouses at the tips
tickled at her skin and she shivered. He pulled her against him, so close that
she could feel his lips fluttering against the cuff of her ear. “You have to
let that go. Let me help you forget all about the wolves in the dark.”
She leaned back,
luxuriating in the sensation of his hands slip-sliding over her body. Her skin
was slick with the water and the remnants of expensive bath oil. “I think
you’re trying to seduce me, Mr. St. John.”
“Of course I
am,” he replied, pushing her hair away from her neck so that he could feather
gentle kisses under her hairline. “Do you mind?”
“I’ll tell you
when I mind,” she mumbled with a groan as he pinched her fleshy earlobe between
his teeth. She reached back, tangling her fingers in the soft curls at the base
of his skull. They were short, but long enough to wrap around a fingertip and
tug lightly. She could feel his body so close behind her, hard against her
softness. The contrast was so erotic that she was breathless even before his hands
slid over her breasts.
“It isn’t fair,”
she sighed as the blunt edge of his thumbnail slid over her nipple. “To let me
get all clean only to make me dirty again.”

 

“I’ll gladly
scrub anything you have, Miss Addison.”
About the Author:
Alexandra Christian is an author of mostly romance with a speculative slant. Her love of Stephen King and sweet tea has flavored her fiction with a Southern Gothic sensibility that reeks of Spanish moss and deep fried eccentricity. Lexx likes to keep her fingers in lots of different pies having written everything from sci-fi and horror to Sherlock Holmes adventures. 
A self-proclaimed “Southern Belle from Hell,” Lexx is a native South Carolinian who lives with an epileptic wiener dog and her husband, author Tally Johnson. Her long-term aspirations are to one day be a best-selling authoress and part-time pinup girl. She’s a member of Romance Writers of America.
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Vices and Virtues

 
Vices
and Virtues
An Anthology of the Seven Deadly Sins
and
Seven Dark Virtues
Genres: Horror, Supernatural,
Paranormal,
Sci-Fi, Suspense/Thriller
Taglines: Because sometimes, the
virtuous are as frightening as the sinful…
About
the Anthology
Sins will weave you into their
webs. They become the Vice you’re unable to shake. There are the values, taught
from birth, which ride a razor’s edge. They turn into Dark Virtues, a twisted
mockery of their true meaning.
Pride, envy, lust, gluttony,
anger, greed and sloth all have their place in the tapestry of life. They are
the Vices who lost sight of the Virtues: charity, temperance, forgiveness,
humility, kindness, chastity and diligence.
Enter the worlds where the tales
of the most sinful of Vices and the darkest of Virtues will entice and intrigue
you…
…for even among the most devout
there is a dark side.
 
 
SINS
OF THE FLESH (Gluttony)
BY
STACEY BROADBENT
It was a balmy Spring evening
when I first discovered a taste for human flesh. It was a happy accident
really. After having my heart broken one too many times, I’d abstained from any
type of physical relationship with a man for years, so when one fell in my lap,
it came as quite the surprise.
EXCERPT SINS OF THE FLESH:
Throwing
caution to the wind, I slipped my feet into a pair of runners and walked down
the road, telling myself it was to clear my mind. But really, I was on the prowl
for fresh meat. Someone vulnerable—easy prey. I had to be smart about it; it
was broad daylight after all.
Every
person who walked past became a possible target. In my mind’s eye, I pictured a
computer log for each one, listing their attributes. Having limited knowledge
on the ins and outs of cannibalism, I had no idea what the perfect body type
was for consumption. Would it matter if they were male or female? Was it better
if they were lean and muscular, or was a layer of padding more flavourful? How
was I to choose?
Turns
out, I didn’t need to think about it at all. On my walk back home, I was
knocked off my feet by a man out for a jog. He’d been too busy flicking through
the playlist on his phone to see me, and by the time we’d both looked up, it was
too late. We collided, my forehead into his chin and mouth. My hands
automatically went up, pressing against his chest and sending us both bouncing
off each other, landing on our behinds. Apologising profusely, he offered me
his hand and pulled me to my feet. The impact had left a red egg on my head and
skinned my palms raw. He, however, came across a little worse for wear,
sporting a newly chipped tooth, and fat, bleeding lip. As soon as I got a whiff
of the blood on his breath, I knew, he was the one.
I
pointed to my house across the street, inviting him in to clean up while he
called the emergency dentist. It was the least I could do.
Ushering
him into the bathroom, I had him perch on the edge of the bath while I rummaged
through the cabinet for the first aid kit. I needed to knock him out somehow.
There was no way I could do this without it… unless…
About
Stacey Broadbent:
Stacey lives in Ashburton, New
Zealand, with her husband and three children. An avid reader and self-confessed
book-a-holic, she has always had a love of the written word, so it was only a
matter of time before she took pen to paper and began on her writing journey.
Stacey is a multi-genre author, with books from light-hearted comedies to
zombie thrillers. She is also part of the writing duo ‘The Ink Slinging
Sisters’ with friend S.K. Lessner. You can often find her lurking on social
media so don’t be afraid to reach out and have a chat.
 
A
MILLION CLAY WOLVES (Greed)
BY
AMBER K. BRYANT
Living in a squalid encampment in
the shadows of a towering city, a young woman able to endow objects with
magical powers struggles with her brother’s growing determination to use her
gift for his own selfish means.
EXCEPRT A MILLION CLAY WOLVES :
“Do
you remember Jamey? Has a tattoo of a whale on his right arm, wears a red and
white striped tank top—Sound familiar?”
Mora nodded. “He juggled knives and guns.”
“That’s
right. Jamey is my boyfriend and we’re very happy, only… He has this crazy idea
that he should give up the troop, join the army instead. He thinks it would
provide a better life for us, but he’s wrong. This is the only life I want and
I don’t want it to change. I need you to change his mind.”
“What?” She took a step away from Dare. “I… I can’t do that!”
“You
don’t realize it, but you can. I saw it in you. The ability to endow magic. You
just needed a jumpstart, and yesterday…” she pointed to the feather, “I gave it
to you.”
Mora stared at the feather, still crumpled in her hand.
“Tell
the feather that Jamey’s place is with me. In the troop. Tell the feather it
needs to change Jamey’s mind. Go on.”
Mora
lifted the feather halfway to her face, then paused. This would never work.
Clearly circus life had taken its toll on Dare’s mental health. Or perhaps
unstable people were attracted to the quirky life the troop seemed to lead. It
was silly to give in to Dare’s demands. Then again, if she didn’t do it,
perhaps Dare would become so angry, she’d bust out of her purple corset and
become a rage-fueled She-Hulk. Perhaps the simplest way out of this situation
was to tell the feather to become a mind-changer and then get the hell out of
there.
“Fine,
whatever.” She brought the feather to her lips and blew words into it. “Change
Jamey’s mind. Make him stay. Oh!” She jumped as a tingling sensation moved
through her body, from the soles of her feet up her legs and spine, then out to
the tips of her fingers and into the feather. “What… what just happened.”
Dare’s
face went back to its friendly older sister mode. “Exactly what I thought
would. Thank you, Mora.” She took the feather back from Mora and pinned it into
her dark, shimmering hair. “Wiser people than me would tell you to be careful
with this gift of yours. Magic can be used for good or for evil. It doesn’t
care which, most of the time.”
Confused,
Mora toyed with a stray thread from the hem of her t-shirt. “But you’re… not
telling me to be careful?”
Dare
grasped Mora’s chin and tilted it so their eyes met. “We don’t find out what
we’re capable of through advice.” She gave Mora’s face a tiny squeeze and then
let her go. “Trial and error, darlin’.”
About
Amber K Bryant:
Amber K. Bryant is an
award-winning author and a librarian living deep within Sasquatch territory in
Washington State. She has co-authored a short story with R. L. Stine, won a
Watty for her novella UNSEEN, and won three contests judged by Margaret Atwood.
When not glued to her keyboard, Amber can be found spending time with her
husband and son, hiking, gardening, and searching in vain for the illusive
Sasquatch.
CONFESSIONS
OF AN HONEST MAN (Chastity)
BY
CYRIL BUNT
When I was thirteen I took my
oath, I never broke it. But apparently, I broke many others.
About
Cyril Blunt:
My name is Cyril and I’m 32. I’ve
loved writing since I was very young and so I try to create believe lies, one
day I hope to be good enough to make a living from writing.
DO
NO HARM (Charity)
BY
J.M. BUTLER
What if someone offered you
exactly what you needed?
Ethics and vampirism hardly go together,
and Aestan has concluded he is trapped between two bad situations. A chance
meeting with his neighbor Summer changes everything as she offers the solution
to his problems. He can have her blood. She’s more than happy to give it if it
keeps him from robbing blood banks or killing people. Though at first he is
relieved, he soon realizes that even what is freely given may yet have
consequences he does not desire.
EXCERPT DO NO HARM:
“Summer…I can’t take your
blood.”
“Yes, you can. And if I were a
stranger, you would. But we’re friends.”
“Friends?” Aestan couldn’t
suppress the sharp laugh. She had an oddly vague definition of friendship.
Surely this was a joke. Summer finished the prep and took a deep breath.
“Yes, of course we are. Now…don’t
attack me or anything, okay?” She stuck the needle into her arm and balled
her hand up before flexing her fingers and clenching again. “I can’t let
you have the blood we collected for the drive, but I can let you have some of
mine. And then you know…we can start looking for some substitutes.”
Words failed Aestan as he watched. A
tantalizing scent rose from the glass, thick, slightly metallic. How could she
be serious? Was he dreaming?
SEVEN
DAYS (Humility)
BY
LENORE CHEAIRS
TBA
A
SINGLE MIND (Pride)
BY
ALANA DELACROIX
Neil Clarins is a very important
man with very important research.  He
could save the world.  And he won’t let
anyone stand in his way.
EXCERPT A SINGLE MIND:
Neil straightens his back and keeps his
hand away from his pocket. He’s right. His work is good and more than that,
it’s needed. The entire world is about to go up in flames. The environment is a
mess. People are fucking dying and what he has in his lab will save them. No
way he’s going to let some petty bureaucrat like Mike Bell get in his way.
And if using his own brain as a testing
ground is the way it has to be done, so be it.
Knowing he’ll be out for at least a day, Neil
puts messages on all his corporate tethers: email, messenger. I’m sick, it
says. Sorry, back soon.
He goes to his room and shaves off a small
patch of hair. Underneath, the skin that’s never seen the sun is a sickly
white-green. He swabs his temple with a topical anesthetic and sits on the bed
for a long time, staring at the syringe with its small bolt gun mechanism, so
like the one used to kill cattle. He has no idea if he’ll be able to walk after
the injection and he doesn’t want to pass out in the bathroom. Too much risk of
injury.
Neil takes a deep breath, then another. He
thinks of the other scientific greats. Salk and the polio vaccine. Newton
digging around his own eyeball with a bodkin.
Then, before he can think any more, he
thrusts the needle against the side of his head and pulls the trigger.
About
Alana Delacroix:
Alana Delacroix lives surrounded
by  books in Toronto, Canada. She loves
exploring the city, on the hunt for both the perfect coffee shop as well as
ideal locations to set stories. Her debut novel, Masked Possession, a
paranormal romance, is available now from Kensington Publishing.
YOU
MADE ME (Envy)
BY
CHRIS FARMER
I envied the time I watched you
eat, hoping to taste even a crumb of that sandwich. I envied the time you got
to stay warm while, I nearly froze on the street. I envied the power you had to
destroy my life.
Now it will be you who envies me.
Your gluttony has come to an end. One way or another, you will feel the agony
of want.
About
Chris Farmer:
Chris Farmer is working on a
debut novel, One and Done, releasing in December 2017.
Website:  https://www.chrisfarmernovels.com
 
DEATH THROES (Sloth)
BY
LISA GOLDMAN
Born into prestige and wealth,
twenty-year-old, indolent Chandler Wentsworth’s biggest worries are working to
smooth over his constantly disappointed family and friends. He doesn’t realize
how easy his life is until he and his friend go to a carnival, where Roma, an
eccentric psychic, delivers improbable predictions and a frightening warning
that the eyes are the window to one’s soul. Soon, he not only discovers the
true evil behind black oily eyes, but Roma’s atrocious predictions has begun a
series of catastrophic events, including soul-shattering death throes.
ONE
FORGIVES AS ONE LOVES (Forgiveness)
BY
TRINITY HANRAHAN
I can have peace of mind only
when forgiveness has been earned and granted.
About
Trinity Hanrahan:
Trinity lives with her husband
and five children in Virginia. She grew up overseas in Turkey and Japan, where
her love of reading developed due to a lack of English-speaking television. As
her need for written works grew, so did her desire to create worlds for others
to enjoy. By the time she was in middle school she had started writing short
stories. She endeavors to break the mold where modern stereo-types are
concerned and create engaging characters.
When she’s not writing or
working, Trinity still enjoys settling down to read a book or doing graphic art
in her spare time.
 
 
CAVEAT
EMPTOR (Diligence)
BY
KRISTEN JACQUES
Captain Niels Fizarian prides
himself on quality product: weapons, rare goods, even concubines. It’s one
thing to be an unscrupulous scoundrel, another to be a poor businessman. But
with early retirement looming, what could cutting a few corners hurt? When it
comes to interstellar trade, Captain Niels may just learn the hard way to pay
his due diligence. 
 
 
THE
DEVIL YOU KNOW (Lust)
BY
REBECCA NOLAN
Ivy feels like everything is
finally falling in place from her now that she has a new home. To make things
even better, her landlord is sexy, caring Drake Hunter. The problem is Drake
isn’t what he seems. Will Ivy get her happy ever after or is she doomed to end
up in tears.
About
Rebecca Nolan:
Rebecca Nolan is an aspiring
writer with several anthologies under her belt. She loves being able to bring
characters to life through words. In her spear time she is often found reading
or spending time with her family.
THE
PAIN OF A KINDNESS (Kindness)
BY
TAMMY OJA
Anna works with an appointed
psychologist for answers when her mother goes missing.
About
Tammy Oja:
Tammy Oja is an active reader and
lover of all things word related. She currently writes on Wattpad under the pen
name tamoja. Previous works include being published by Gallery books in the
anthology Once Upon Now (2016).  Her
short story Darla was a top 10 finalist for TNT and was optioned for film.
Her favorite things to write are
short psychological horror stories that leave you thinking long after the pages
are closed.
She currently lives in Michigan
and you can usually find her staring at a screen at her kitchen table.
 
 
HELL’S
MATCH (Kindness)
BY
ARIA PEYTON
In my world, too many people are
lonely. So out of the kindness of my heart I help them. Those who want someone
by their side forever get it. Only they never read the fine print and forever
means just that.
EXCERPT
HELL’S MATCH:
In a sinuous motion, Cheshire slides off the
machine and backs away, book held out in front of her in a warding-off gesture.
Anger fuels her when she speaks. “Am I being set up? Did you follow me here?
What’s going on?”
I know better than to move, so I stay put, my
body jerking with the motion of the tub beneath me. “No, of course—” The rest
of the sentence dies at her raised brow and sceptical glare. “Yes. I followed
you here.” I act all resigned to this fact but surge on when she tries to
interrupt. “But only because Grandmother asked me to make contact with you, and
when I got to your apartment, you were already on your way here. I was so
intrigued by how you rebuffed her on the phone last night, I had to meet you
myself.”
I may have just painted myself into a corner here
as I watch the thoughts swirling in her head. I’ve given her too many
inconsistencies to process and I know she’ll have a question for each one. But
I already have the answer, and realistically, so does she.
“How did she know where I live? How the hell did
she know what I look like? And how the fuck did you think this would look,
stalking me into the damn laundromat?!” Her voice gets louder and squeakier
with each word until others here start backing away. Soon the place is empty
and Cheshire is alone here with me. The predator within can’t believe its luck,
while the other side of me is fascinated that she didn’t run with everyone
else.
“You spoke to her last night. What did she know
about you then, huh?”
The glare eases a little, but she still keeps her
distance. “Too much is what she knows. I’d love to know what little tricks she
has up her frock sleeves to know so much without a word.”
“It’s just her ability. Some would call her
clairvoyant or psychic.”
“Or just plain freaky,” she mutters under her
breath.
“Or that.” I release a chuckle to lessen the
tension hovering between us. Even though it’s refreshing to have a normal
conversation with someone, the urgency to get her back to the office of
‘Madame’ still hangs over me. She’s the next match to be made and that contract
needs to be signed.
About
Aria Peyton:
I’ve been a covert operative in a
foreign country, jumped out of helicopters for fun, and bungee jumped over the
side of a Styrofoam factory into a vat of beans made for beanbags.
I can also leap Lego towers in a
single bound, pack school lunches like a boss, and burn myself on any hot
surface.
My multi-skilling is out of this
world and I successfully masquerade as an average parent 24/7.
EVELYN
BY
QT RUBY
Dr. Evers says the only way for
Evelyn to be free is to remember her past, but is that really such a good idea?
EXCERPT EVELYN:
“Why am I restrained? There is no escape
from this room.”
Dr. Evers releases a little sigh. “For my
protection.”
“Against?”
“You.”
“Me? What could I do to you?” She waits to
respond. I’m unsure if it’s because I have to remember like she said before, or
she’s just a withholding bitch. “You will remember. So . . . please, continue.”
I sigh and growl a little. “My family . . .
they loved me.”
Dr. Evers writes down my words.
“But they were afraid of me.”
“How do you know?”
“Because . . .” I pause to remember, to
allow memories to solidify, sharpen. “Because I used to harm things.”
About
Q.T. Ruby:
Q.T. Ruby, author of A Matter of
Trust and its sequel A Moment of Truth, regularly escapes real-life to fall
into make-believe worlds of her own design. Living in her native Connecticut
with her two sweet kids, a wonderful husband, and a cat that doesn’t like to
get picked up, she teaches tweens full time, hunkers down for cold winters, and
tries to write like the wind in the summer.
A
SORCERER’S ROAD TO TEMPERANCE (Temperance)
BY
MAGGIE JANE SCHULER
Temperance Blanco served to bring
order to her family and small town. She thought if she practiced her craft and
lead the immoral on a path to restraint, life would be perfect. What she didn’t
count on was her intense draw to her employer, the handsome new night club
owner Raiden Spellman. She thought she had tricks up her sleeve until she found
herself captivated by Raiden and unaware of her place in the Cards of life.
EXCERPT A SORCERER’S
ROAD TO TEMPERANCE :
Her reaction to him was…extreme, unexpected
and intense…and she wondered in what other subtle ways Tempest would affect
her. It almost felt like a spell, and somewhat forbidden, but it also
felt…good, too. Whether it was the natural lure of a new establishment, or Mr.
Spellman was doing something himself to cause such havoc lately, she had to
find out either way.
About
Maggie Jane Schuler:
Maggie Jane Schuler is a wife,
mother of three almost-grown children, and teacher by day. While she has always
loved to read, the thought of writing her own prose did not strike until she
was in the middle of writing her Master’s Thesis. From that point on she was
hooked.
She Resides in Southern
California. Besides the family and books, she loves baseball. Since the
Dodgers, Angels, and Padres are all within a short distance, and the Giants and
Athletics a nice weekend jaunt away, she’s got plenty of games to take in
during the season. Additionally, she enjoys cooking, movies, the beach, and the
local mountains. She’s most content being with her family engaged in whatever
activity they have planned.

 

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