My home is under attack from an alien invasion.
The power has been out for almost a day when my neighbor tells me an alien is in my field. Aliens! Yeah right! But he’s not wrong, and he’s murdered before my eyes. I barely escape with my life when I notice an unconscious beauty in the grass. I have to help her. But when she comes to, there is something not quite human about her. She says she is here to help. I want to believe her, but the world is falling apart, and I have my niece to protect. I can’t deny there is something about her that draws me in. Trusting her will either be the best decision I make or the one that costs me my life.
My family expects me to fail. I’m determined to prove them wrong. But my first mission is a disaster. My shuttle crashed, and I’m the only survivor. I’m injured and on a strange planet with no way to contact my people. That’s when James finds me. He’s the one. My soul mate. I just need to convince him I’m here to help so he doesn’t kill me. I don’t have a lot of time. There is a countdown until the Imanji destroy the Earth. If we don’t make it back to my ship, we will all die.
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Not a fan of Valentine's Day? Neither is Val.
In this gritty, fast paced, action packed anti Valentines Day short, one woman's irrational hatred for all things V-Day will lead her down a treacherous path of poor decision making that lands her in perilous danger.
But will this one dark and terrible night also hold the key to her salvation and spell the end of her bitter loneliness?
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I have a secret...
I’m the daughter of one of the most deplorable Bratva Bosses in the underworld.
Only I didn’t know that growing up.
I was shielded and under his watchful eye until his past caught up with him and tragedy struck.
I fled to Moscow to find answers, and the only thing I found was my father’s past chasing after me.
I had nowhere to go until I came upon the perfect hideout.
Only my perfect little hideout wasn’t so perfect.
I ran right into my father’s enemy.
Misha Kozlov, aka “the beast”. The most powerful Bratva Boss in Moscow.
He terrifies me in ways I have never been terrified before, yet he fascinates me.
He’s dark, dangerous, and delicious.
I was instantly drawn to him…but when he discovers the truth about me, it sends shockwaves that could get us both killed.
Whoever says the truth will set you free is a f**king liar; the truth screws you over before it sets you free.
It’s hard to keep an accidental marriage a secret when you end up pregnant.
Yes, we were stupid in Vegas.
But the stupidity didn’t just end there.
It continued after the trip was over and Luke became my temporary roommate.
Luke… as in my brother’s best friend.
As in my new husband.
My accidental husband.
Did I say baby daddy yet?
Luke is way older than me.
Basically, he’s everything he shouldn’t be.
And I’m everything I shouldn’t be either — for example, pregnant.
Luke might be the man of my dreams.
But not every dream comes true.
Especially if it’s packaged with an accidental ring and an accidental baby.
Deliciously sinful, kindle melting hot, full-length, standalone marriage mistake romance. The hea comes packaged with heart pounding feels, off-the-charts heat, loads of emotion and lots of fun!
Devon stood up, searching for a rag, towels, anything to put on her forehead. The sink was only a few feet away. He briskly walked toward it, pulling out several paper towels from the dispenser and wetting them slightly before he knelt and pressed them to her forehead.
She closed her eyes and opened them again, her hand coming up to rest on top of his. It still shook, but her breathing seemed less erratic. “It’s mostly my head. Are you sure it’s not bad?”
“Head injuries bleed a lot, Lark. It’s not that bad, five stitches at most. Do you remember what day it is?” Devon asked. She would likely have a concussion, but he wanted to assess how bad off she was.
“It’s Saturday, and you’re late,” she replied with a frown, after a long moment.
“Glad to see you’re okay.” It was an attempt at lightening the mood. Judging by the scowl, she’d perceived it as something else.
Lark quirked her brow at him and pushed away, grimacing as she sat up. Her other hand flew to her head. Worried she might pass out, Devon gripped her shoulders and pushed her back so she was leaning against the table leg.
“Oh my God,” she said. Her chest heaved and her eyes widened.
Devon didn’t need to look to know what she saw. He tucked a hand under her chin and turned her gaze back to him. “It’s okay,” he said quietly.
“Is he? Did I? I stabbed him, oh my God.” Lark’s breath sped up, sending tears sliding down her face.
“He’s unconscious and tied up. I took care of the other guy.” They needed to get out of here before more of Emmett’s men showed up, or she had a breakdown. “Can you stand? We should go.”
“But you killed the other man?” Her voice squeaked, several octaves higher than normal.
“He tried to kill you, Lark. If I didn’t kill him, he would have killed both of us.”
Lark closed her eyes and took in a shaky breath. “Let's go.” She opened her eyes, a look of determination on her face.
They stood up together. Lark’s body trembled beneath his hand. She wrapped her warm fingers tightly around his forearm, the other holding the towels to her head. His free hand wound around her waist, pulling her close and supporting her with his body. She wobbled slightly, but found her footing.
Devon led her out back, helped her into the passenger side of the truck, and buckled her in. “Lean back and relax, we’ll get you taken care of as soon as we get to the ranch.”
“You’re sure it’s not that bad?” Lark leaned her head back onto the headrest and blotted the giant bloodied knot with the towel.
“You’ll be fine,” Devon assured her, closing the truck door. “Keep the pressure on it to help stop the blood flow.” He pulled his cell phone out and dialed Rick’s number.
“Everything okay, Devon?”
“I need a cleanup crew sent to the bakery ASAP.”
“What happened? Is Lark okay? Were you hurt?” Rick yelled into the phone.
“She’s shaken up, but she’ll be fine. Probably has a concussion, and she definitely needs stitches. It was two of Emmett’s men. I took care of them. One is dead, the other is in restraints.”
“Thank God. Bring her here, I’ll call Preston and let Sarah know. She’s really okay?”
“We’ll be there shortly.”
“Be safe, Devon.”
Devon hung up and climbed into the truck. Lark sat with her eyes closed. He gently touched her arm. Now that they were out of danger, he could no longer ignore the electric charge that shot through his fingers at the mere touch of her heated flesh. “Hey, don’t fall asleep.”
Lark’s eyes popped open. “I was just resting my eyes,” she murmured. Her gaze lowered to his hand on her arm.
“Right,” Devon chuckled, pulling away from her and starting the car. “Seriously though, you need to stay awake. You may have a concussion.”
“I suppose you would know, huh?”
“Actually, yes, but I’m speaking more from a professional standpoint.”
Lark frowned, turning to stare at him. “There’s no way you’re a doctor.”
“Is that so hard to believe?” Devon pulled onto the main road.
Feeling her watching him, he glanced at her from the side. She sighed and looked away, seeming more relaxed. The talking helped, and he needed to make sure she stayed coherent.
“At first it was a way to take care of myself after my mishaps, but it became much more than that. I enjoyed it. The rush of saving someone’s life is a feeling you can’t possibly imagine.”
“Will you pursue that line of work here?” Lark asked.
“Not at the moment, maybe once all this settles down.”
“Right.” Lark rolled her eyes with a sigh.
“My first priority is taking care of my family and pack. In case you didn’t notice, my stepfather is a little upset about us leaving.”
“Is that who those guys were, from his pack?” Lark asked quietly, her voice thick with unshed tears.
“Yes, I don’t know why he came after you. We usually try not to involve humans as our existence is supposed to be a secret.” Anguish filled him again at Emmett lashing out at Lark. “You’re safe. I mean, we won’t let anyone hurt you.”
“Thank you.” Lark turned back to him.
Devon shifted his eyes to her. “You’re welcome.”
His mission is to kill the enemy. But how do you kill your soul mate?
The witches have been trying to kill Zak's vampire clan for centuries. But this time they might succeed. They've resurrected the witch that created them. Zak's determined to destroy all witches. Until he meets her. Cadence bewitches him, making him question his duty. But will his infatuation with her cost him his life?
Vampires have been killing witches for centuries. When Zak shows an interest in Cadence, her coven wants her to exploit it. Her mission is a success. She distracted him long enough for the witches to do a spell. The problem is they've both been sent back in time. Cadence has no choice but to trust him as they navigate this uncertain time, making her realize she may reciprocate his feelings. Worse, secrets begin to unravel, making her question everything she's been told. Can the two sworn enemies work together to find a way back to the present?
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One night. One Mistake. Can it lead to true love?
Olivia has her hands full with college, internships, and a controlling boyfriend—make that ex-boyfriend. Impulsiveness isn’t her thing but when she meets Derrick she can’t deny there is an attraction. It’s just one night, it’s not like she’ll ever see him again.
Derrick can’t believe it when he wakes up alone after the best night of his life. He’s new to town and has no way to contact the feisty brunette. Luckily fate works in funny ways. Olivia is his sister’s roommate. Finding her is easy. Now, he must overcome the obstacles of his sister, Olivia, and the dreaded ex.
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I had never shared my darkest secret with anyone until she came along...
I’m a successful cowboy dragon shifter.
Running my hotel and ranch with my best friends fulfilled me and I didn’t even know I needed her.
But Veronica blew my breath away and how...
I felt for her.
She was running from her abusive ex.
Always worried that he might hurt her.
I made one thing clear,
Letting her know that I wouldn’t let him lay a finger on her.
I had to keep my promise when she was taken.
My heart was in danger.
Veronica knew of my secret and she loved me anyway.
If something happened to her... and our unborn baby, I would never forgive myself.
Each book in this sexy-as-sin series can each be read as standalones, and has no cliffhangers, but are best read in order.
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Bethany Shaw writes paranormal, science fiction and contemporary romance. Vampires, shapeshifters, and good old-fashioned romances are her favorites. Writing has always been a passion of hers and she enjoys creating fun and imaginative characters and worlds.