Monday, September 30, 2019

#Book #Blitz...The Devil and Dayna Dalton...#PNR #TheDevilandDaynaDalton @RABTBookTours #rabtbooktours

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Book 9: A Bulwark Anthology
Paranormal Romance
Date Published: September 30, 2019
Publisher: Chelshire, Inc.

Reporter Dayna Dalton’s reputation has been ruined since birth. The daughter of wild child, Becky Dalton, is expected to follow her mother’s footsteps; never given a chance to prove she’s different. Dayna’s been in love with Clay Finnes since she was a teenager. Her unrequited love for Sheriff Finnes leaves her empty. He’s happily married and unavailable. Instead, Dayna finds herself stuck in the revolving door of bad relationships. But this is Bulwark, Georgia, a town where strange things are always happening. Dayna is doomed to this loveless life until she can find someone who will appreciate the depth of her character. Can she overcome her fears and look beyond her own perceptions to accept a greater love?

*Contains Sexual Content*


Chapter 1

“I am good, but not an angel. I do sin, but I am not the devil. I am just a small girl in a big world trying to find someone to love.” Marilyn Monroe

The crisp, clear sunlight was not her friend. Dayna Dalton winced at the bright light that squeezed in through the slats of the venetian blind. She reached over and gave the cord a hard tug, sending the pint-sized bathroom into near darkness. Behind her, the shower head dripped with a steady plop, plop that reminded her of the exposé she did on water torture in Guantanamo Bay that never got published. It was deemed too harsh to print.

The Bulwark Advance preferred her to write…fluffy pieces. She sneered thinking of the crap on her computer, the half-written article about the elusive Easter Bunny that awaited its final edit. She hung her head in shame, thinking of what her sorority sisters from Georgetown would feel if they knew where Dangerous Dayna Dalton had ended up. There’d be hell to pay in the form of eternal humiliation.

Dayna twisted the faucet, her freckled knuckle turning bone white from the effort. It was no use; the leak continued relentlessly, driving a hole in her throbbing head. Oh, that last round of shots was totally not necessary.

No matter how hard she wrenched the faucet, the dribble continued. She thought she should ask her guest to fix it before he left. He was a plumber, after all. She was sick of this place. Dayna peered at her reflection in the mirror. She was sick of her life.

Skip Benson’s bearlike yawn turned into a growl from the bedroom. “Dayna.” His voice grated on her nerves.

Dayna rolled her kohl-smeared eyes.

“Dayna, come on back to bed.”

Dayna took a steadying breath and used both hands to grip the sink as if it were holding her up. What was she thinking last night? Skip Benson? How low could she go? A shudder ran through her lithe frame. That left only Trout Parker, and she could now report she had officially and irrevocably scraped the bottom of the barrel of Bulwark, Georgia.

She rubbed her forehead where a hammer banged against the inside of her skull.

Skip wailed for her to return to the warmth of the bed. Dayna wrinkled her nose, thinking about Skip’s performance, or rather what she remembered about it. Oh yeah, too many tequila shots will make anyone desirable, even stupid Skippy Benson.

She ran her fuzzy tongue over her dry teeth, fighting the urge to gag. 

Skip Benson had never been on the football team, the basketball team…Hell, he’d never even made the chess team. He had been the school screw-up, and now he could brag that he and Dayna had…

Dayna turned away from the mirror with disgust, her cheeks flushing. She staggered to the doorway of the bedroom. Using the frame to hold herself erect, she shouted, “Get up!”

“Wha–?” Skip rose, the comforter bunched at his flabby waist, his chest bare and the pathetic tattoo of a red devil across the front of his right bicep. 

Vague memories of kissing that image flitted through her foggy brain. Dayna picked up a pillow discarded on the floor during their frenzied arrival and threw it at his head.

“I said, get up and get out of here!”

Skip ducked, then slid off the bed, his behind exposed, another image of a werewolf on his left butt cheek. Dayna convulsed at a hazy memory of talking to that tattoo.

“You weren’t so eager to get rid of me last night.” Skip stood in all his naked glory, which wasn’t much.

“Ugh. I’m never drinking again,” Dayna muttered under her breath. “I said get dressed and get out of here.” A shoe sailed past Skip’s head.

Her unwanted guest scrambled to find his clothes. “Hey, cut it out, Dayna!” Skip was living up to his namesake as he struggled into his work pants, bouncing toward the door.

Dayna’s face split into a demonic smile that was known to strike fear in the hearts of single men everywhere. Here, she thought, was the elusive Easter Bunny. She watched Skip hop toward his escape as though he were in the Fourth of July potato sack race.

Dayna picked up a shirt that had been discarded on the floor and threw it at him. The garment appeared to have a life of its own and engulfed his head. Skip’s muffled cries were nearly smothered by the material. His hands tore at the shirt to no avail. 

His fingers—Dayna looked closer, grimacing at the dirt under his nails, and watched his wrestling match with the clothing. She pushed him into her shabby living room, then out the door of her condo. Mrs. Sweetpea, an antonym for sure, watched in revulsion as Dayna shoved her guest out of her apartment.

Dayna lived in Shady Oaks, a rundown condominium community, where she reluctantly shared a front porch with her neighbor. The building was a connected row of apartments that bordered undeveloped land, as though a builder had left the project unfinished halfway through. It was hot real estate when they released the first phase, and half the town bought investment properties. Then the real estate bubble burst, and the whole thing came tumbling down. 

Dayna had an inside scoop about what was really going on, but once again, the paper wouldn’t print it. The mayor had sold the land and gotten a back-end deal for it. He made a ton of dough and then skipped off to Colombia—the country, not Columbia, South Carolina. The builder had used inferior products, and once he went to jail for money laundering, the whole place went to seed. There was no one to call when things broke.

Dayna cast Mrs. Sweetpea a jaundiced eye, daring the nosy neighbor to say something about her guest. While the old crone might have appeared to be like the proverbial sweet grandmotherly type, Dayna knew her to be an ornery bitch with a sting as sharp as an angry wasp. 

She hated her; had for years. Thelma Sweetpea had been her babysitter back in the day when she was a small child. Dayna’s mother had dropped her off at the old lady’s house for the first nine years of her life.

Dayna looked at Mrs. Sweetpea and shivered. The old woman had moved into the complex a year and a half ago, cutting up Dayna’s peace. What were the odds they’d end up living next door to each other? She was a mean old woman, and Dayna felt judged every time those beady eyes settled on her.

Dayna considered moving but was so underwater with her mortgage, she couldn’t think of selling. She was stuck at Shady Oaks, and she was stuck with the prying eyes of Thelma Sweetpea.

Mrs. Thelma Sweetpea took out her aggression with a broom and started to sweep as though the hounds of hell had just taken a shit there. Dayna fought the urge to say something. Speaking with Mrs. Sweetpea usually ended up in a hissing contest. Dayna’s compressed lips turned up just a bit with a smile at the result of this morning meeting. Mrs. Sweetpea was in a frenzy of spring cleaning, as if she could wipe the interlopers from reality.

The sky was overcast, and even though it was springtime, the air was decidedly chilly. A wave of cold air stole under Dayna’s shirt, making it billow out. She fought the urge to shiver. Her bare feet felt the shock of the freezing concrete. She’d be damned if she would show that old biddy any weakness, even if it was unseasonably cold. 

Dayna looked up at the watery sky, searching for a glimpse of the sun. Global warming was playing havoc with Georgia’s weather. Either it was extremely hot when it was supposed to be cold or freezing when the time of year dictated heat. It didn’t rain anymore; it stormed with funnel clouds that touched down, ripping homes and trailers from their moorings. 

Mrs. Sweetpea stopped her sweeping to look at Dayna, her lips pursed as if she’d eaten something sour. Dayna returned the stare, her eyes observing the wrinkled face, watching the older woman judge her half-naked form. 

Dayna’s freckled shoulder peeked out from an oversized tee shirt. It was paired with her long, bare, coltish legs underneath. Dayna looked down and cursed when she realized she was wearing Skip’s tee. Glancing up, she realized he was struggling with her shirt from last night. 

Watching her neighbor’s shocked face, Dayna ripped Skip’s shirt over her head and tossed it to him. He paused in his scuffle with her clothing to admire her perfect breasts. 

“I don’t have to leave,” Skip said with a broad smile.

“Oh yes you do, and don’t come back here.” Dayna turned around, her shoulders straight. She paused to look at the older woman, who stood with her jaw hanging in shock.

“Have you no shame?” Thelma Sweetpea sputtered.

Dayna looked back at the gawking plumber, then her scandalized neighbor. She shrugged indifferently. “Apparently I have no shame at all.”

About the Author


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Brit Lunden is a prolific author who’s written over 50 books in assorted genres under different pen names. Bulwark was her first effort in adult fiction and was chosen by several of her fellow authors as the basis for a new series, A Bulwark Anthology. Using her characters, they are creating new denizens in spin-off stories to this bizarre town. Brit Lunden lives on Long Island in a house full of helpful ghosts.







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#Book #Tour...Between Love and Death...#Supernatural #Romance #Giveaway

Between Love and Death
by B.L. Hayse
Genre: Supernatural Romance 
Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe's Annabelle Lee:

When love is so deep, a man will pursue any path to grant his beloved her greatest desire- even after she's left the world of the living. Grief leads him to an old Colonial on the cliffs of Maine that holds a secret in its hearth- a secret that will bring peace to one beyond the grave. 

This story gives restless entities a voice, allowing others to hear their sorrow as they beg for absolution. It gives power to those whose cursed lives binds them in chains of sorrow and offers fresh hope to the hopeless. 

But at what cost?

**Only .99 cents!!**


BDSM/AP lifestyler Breanna Hayse strives to give her readers truth and reality of the BDSM/Age-Play/Total Power and Erotic Exchange lifestyle.

Who am I? 

I'm a native Californian gone 'wild', and had the opportunity to travel the globe and discover the world through the eyes of both a Marine Intelligence specialist and a BDSM lifestyler. I left the service to go into hospice nursing and grief counseling, eventually working as a marriage and family therapist for those involved in alternative lifestyle development. This experience has allowed me to gain unique inspiration for my books and offer realistic plots and relatable characters. 

In 2004, my husband, John, and I joined forces to work with both submissives and dominants- teaching, training, listening and loving. Our goal was to take the mystery and fear out of the lifestyle and mentor people in safe, consensual and healthy relationships. 

My first book, The Game Plan, was published in 2012 and opened the door to the now-booming world of Age-Play literature. Since that time, I've devoted my 'spare' time to writing, researching, community involvement, and private and group pro bono counseling in deviant behavior, alternative lifestyle, and addiction recovery. 

I was formally 'dungeon trained' as a Domme before discovering my submissive side when I joined the service. My scenarios are pulled primarily from either personal experience or observation, including spending time in BDSM clubs as the safety/medical officer. My multi-faceted background allows me to glean from many avenues and give a unique and intelligent literary experience through elements of fantasy and fiction. I also discuss the questions and psychology of the lifestyle in a manner that is fun and informative, and based on 'the real deal.' 

I live with my husband, musician, and fellow-author, John Hayse, and two border collies in southern California. We practice a 24/7 D&S relationship with speckles of AP (and many trips to Build-A-Bear), and happily spend every moment together that we can. My hobbies include my puppies, hiding my vanilla salt-water taffy where John can't find it, exotic art, collecting inspirational trinkets, and developing my own paddle line. You can also see me as a featured author/instructor in professional conference settings and as a Sexpert for kinkyliterature.com.


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Sunday, September 29, 2019

The Sexy Nerd's #Review Featuring...Combustible Punch...#thriller #suspense #paulmichaelpeters #bestseller #bestsellerauthor #serialkiller #psychologicalthriller #psychologicalthrillers

Rick Philips isn’t a fighter – but he is a survivor

Haunted by memories of a high school shooting, not even the bottle can wash away the gnawing guilt and creeping feelings of inadequacy that batter Rick’s conscience daily.

His life has been a mess of broken marriages, writer’s block, terrible choices, and the morbid pity of others.

When he meets Harriet at a writer’s conference, the record doesn’t scratch as he falls back – only this time, he may not get up.

Harriet Bristol Wheeler is a dark temptress – and self-confessed serial killer

Harriet has no problem killing – and even fewer issues blending back into the background after the act with the cool, calculating eye of a practiced social chameleon.

Manipulative, unpredictable, and exceptionally intelligent, she’s Rick’s worst nightmare – and the ideal subject for his next book.

A book that they are both desperate to write.

Time is running out – but the sadness will last forever

Rick has no choice but to enter the cracked twilight of Harriet’s world and confront the history of her murderous choices up close.

As Rick starts to gather the evidence for his long-anticipated book, he finds himself looking into answers that put him in even more danger than before – but this time, he may not survive at all.

In the vein of Stieg Larsson and Thomas Harris, Combustible Punch is a memorable novel that captivates readers and lingers long after the last page.


The Sexy Nerd ‘Revue’

I received an autographed copy of this novel from the author, Paul Michael Peters, as a gift for attending his podcast reading of Combustible Punch. 

When liquor and words go together, you get one disastrous author. Rick Phillips being the has-been author of a thrilling book never thought his worse dreams would end up being his latest claim to fame. While attending a writer’s conference, he got hammered to the point he really didn’t remember much, except for the gorgeous woman that was sexing him up through the night. It didn’t seem to matter, at the time, that his sex-capade was captured by other hotel goers with his curtains being open for the world to see. Rick was in pain, and he didn’t seem to mind who witnessed it.

Once his drunken stupor wears off, his gorgeous one-night stand has him in a bind of sorts. His lover seems to know exactly what she’s doing, but something about the way she has his body twisted, it would appear that she’s done this sort of thing before. It was at this point that Rick sensed he was in trouble. His best course of action was to remain calm and try to reason with this strong woman who had his arms in a bind. It was at this moment when she whispered to him a deep dark secret. Her name was Harriet and she’s a serial killer. Hmm, Rick thought? This woman had the strength of ten men, and she seemed to be able to dominate her situation. She definitely had all the ingredients to be a serial killer, but what on earth did she want with him?

What wasn’t apparent to Rick was that she was at the same writer’s conference as him, so she obviously wanted him to write something. But what? Oh that…yes, she wanted Rick to write her story about being a female serial killer. Rick knew that, although very rare, women were quite capable of committing multiple murders the same as their male counterparts. Was this woman being for real or was this a hoax? How could he be certain she committed the crimes she spoke of? However, the burning question of the night Rick wondered, why would she do this? 

As the reader begins to venture down a deep and dark path of lies, lust, deceit and murder, it becomes very apparent that Harriet Bristol Wheeler has many more layers to her being than what meets the eye, with Rick being at the center of it all. It’s only a matter of time to see who will be Harriet’s final victim.

You know what struck me as odd with this story is that there were times the novel seemed to venture in one direction where it was a little boring and then the next second the story began to pick up speed. Normally, I wouldn’t appreciate that in a book, but I have to say, it worked nicely in this story. There were so many moments where I felt I was losing interest only to have Harriet tell Rick something that had my eyes glued to the page. I’m not sure if that was what the author was going for or not, but I’m so glad Peters gifted me his book. This was pretty damn good, if I say so myself and I do! (chuckle)

Overall, this story had a little bit of everything tied in together and I really enjoyed Rick’s character the more I got to know him. There’s a sense of sadness about him, but he’s lovable and I can appreciate that in a character. Harriet was something else all together different, but again, what you think you’re getting with a person, might not always be what is. I really liked this story.
The Sexy Nerd gives Combustible Punch four knockout hits. If you’re looking for something a little different with lots of mystery and pizzazz, this story will do that for you. Until next time Nerds, open a book and get mind blown! 

Saturday, September 28, 2019

#Book #Tour...Pure Dumb Luck...#Contemporary #MM #Romance

Pure Dumb Luck
by Dahlia Donovan
Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance 
When two small-town country dudes win the lottery, they finally find the courage to speak their truth.

An unexpected adventure follows. 

Linwood "Woody" Robinson has a routine. He works for his baby brother in construction, buys three lottery tickets every week, and lusts after his best friend from high school. He's done the same thing for twenty years. 

Eddison "Eddie" Howard owns the only gas station in their small South Carolina town, sells lottery tickets, and lusts after his best friend from afar. They joke around but never speak their truth. He knows they're cowards but can't seem to find the courage to bridge the gulf between them. 

And then they win eighty million dollars. 

Life changes. 

They go from never talking about their feelings to facing the world together. 

Can anything pull them apart? 

Dahlia Donovan wrote her first romance series after a crazy dream about shifters and damsels in distress. She prefers irreverent humour and unconventional characters. An autistic and occasional hermit, her life wouldn’t be complete without her husband and her massive collection of books and video games.

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Outcasts, Book 6
Sci-fi Romance
Published: September 2019
Publisher: Anything-but-Ordinary Books

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Determined to bring meaningful change to her people, Lady Eza of the Sarronti seeks out the leader of the Outcasts and proposes a daring alliance. She expects to negotiate with a barbarian. Instead, Overlord Kage Razel awakens longings that have nothing to do with the rebellion. He intrigues and attracts her, making her ache for the consuming passion she has only experienced in his arms. Yet Kage also frightens Eza. She senses secrets in him, portions of his being he will not share with anyone. There is no doubt Eza wants him, but can she trust this mysterious stranger, or will he use his unique abilities to gain control over her world?

Other Books in the Outcasts Series:

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Heretic
Outcasts, Book 1


Marauder
Outcasts, Book 2


Tracker
Outcasts, Book 3


Assassin
Outcasts Book 4


Warlord
Outcasts, Book 5



About the Author

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Cyndi has written about rock stars, vampires, and cat shifters, but she's currently focused on outer space. Her stories are fun, fast-paced, and seriously hot. Her books have made the USA Today Top 100, and frequently land on Amazon Best Seller lists. She is currently working on the Shadowborn Rebellion, a spin-off series set in the Outcasts universe.






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Friday, September 27, 2019

#Book #Tour...Music for Merman...#Fantasy #Romance #Giveaway

Music For a Merman
Sea of Love Book 2
by Alice Renaud
Genre: Fantasy Romance 
“Rob Regor knew that humans were trouble. All the shape-shifting mermen of the Morvann Islands knew it. And human women were double trouble, especially when they were lying on the road in front of a digger.”

Rob has a mission. Go to the mainland. Work as a policeman. Find out as much as possible about the mainland humans. Report back to his father, the head of the Regor Clan. It should be easy. 

Until he has to arrest Charlie. Rob can’t fight his attraction to the sexy eco-warrior, and it puts him on one hell of a collision course with his family and his Clan. Will he break the rules – or break her heart, and his?


**Only .99 cents!!**

A Merman's Choice
Sea of Love Book 1 
For centuries the shape-shifting mermen of the Morvann Islands have lived incognito among humans. But one of them, Yann, has developed some bad habits. Like rescuing humans, even when doing so risks revealing his true nature. When he fishes Alex out of the sea, he doesn’t expect her to reappear eight months later, and turn his life upside down by asking him to be her guide.

Alex is determined to fulfill a promise to her dying grandmother, by gathering pictures and stories of the Morvanns. But she soon discovers that, on these remote Welsh islands, legends have a habit of becoming true! 

Over the course of a few days, Yann and Alex grow close. But some mermen hate humans. Their hostility, and Yann’s secret, threaten to tear the couple apart just as they are discovering that they are soul mates. Can Yann overcome the obstacles in his path and make the right choice? 


I was born and brought up in Brittany, Western France, my father was French and my mother British (from Wales). I moved to London, UK, in 1997, where I now live with my husband and son. I work full time as a compliance specialist in a pharmaceutical company. I have been writing in my free time since I was 14. I got quite a few short stories published in UK magazines, before moving to longer fiction. I wrote three contemporary romance books, but didn’t find a publisher for them. I then realized that mermen, sea witches and water demons were a lot more fun than sheikhs and billionaires! My first two paranormal romances did not find a publisher either, then I wrote A Merman’s Choice, which was published in January 2019 by Black Velvet Seductions. It is the first book in a fantasy romance trilogy inspired by the landscapes and legends of Brittany and Wales. I love reading and writing stories, and sharing them with anyone who’s interested!

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#Book #Tour...The Titans #Series Prequel...#PNR #Giveaway

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The Titans Series Prequel
by Sotia Lazu
Genre: Paranormal Romance 
For ninety-nine years, Halie has sought her destined mate on land, in order to fulfill an ancient prophecy and save her people's future. With each failure, she returns to her parents' kingdom under the sea, to find comfort with her best friend and lover, Delphinos.

Delphinos would do anything to ensure Halie's happiness, but he knows she belongs with him. Watching her lose herself time and again, while she searches for her future, is more than he can bear. 

When the sea witch tells her she'll find The One on her next trip ashore, Halie is forced to choose between the good of her people and the love of her life. And Delphinos has no intention of making her choice any easier. 

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A Nereid for the Titan
The Titans Series Book 1 
Millennia—that’s how long Pherusa has mourned her lost love. 

And now her lovely, ingenious, stubborn Titan is miraculously back, but thinks she betrayed him to Zeus. Which she'd never do. 

This is their chance for a happy-ever-after, and he’s wasting it. Ugh. Infuriating male. 

But when he looks at her, she catches glimpses of the man he used to be. And when he touches her, there's no doubt he still cares. 


Millennia—that's what Pherusa’s betrayal cost Prometheus. Millennia beneath the cold, dark sea, with nothing but revenge fantasies keeping him company. 

Now he's finally free to take her from the sea kingdom and make her his. 

And listen to her swear she had nothing to do with his capture. 

And keep her safe. 

And feed her tasty Modern-Greek cuisine. 

Wait. 

He's not still in love with her, is he? 


A Maid for the Titan
The Titans Series Book 2
For an eternity, Hyperion has been locked in stasis, watching life pass him by. The past couple of years, specifically, he—an once omnipotent Titan—has been relegated to being part of a hotel room's Chaos-blasted decor. Worse, he's lost all hope that's ever going to change. 

Until a mortal woman's touch awakens him... one body part at a time. 

Okay, so Olivia thought he was a statue, and only meant to dust him, but now he's flesh again, he's not letting her get away. And not only because the uninvited son of an Olympian claims Hyperion needs to bond with Olivia, to keep from unraveling and destroying all creation.



Breathe
The Titans Series Book 2.5 
When Christina told Olivia she wanted a huge, hot guy of her own, she didn't expect this blue-haired merman to make her heart and body yearn for him. And she definitely didn't expect him to read her thoughts or shape shift.

One of King Nereus' generals and on the lookout for Titan activity, Palaemon shouldn't be wasting his time playing underwater taxi for this mortal female with the supple curves and uncensored thoughts. 

Then again, there's a lot more he shouldn't be doing with her, but the alternative is so much more enjoyable.

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A Guard for the Titan
The Titans Series Book 3
For the six months since he was fished out of the sea, the only bright spots in Atlas’ still, lifeless existence are the moments the beautiful museum guard comes to talk to what she believes is his statue.

After hundreds of centuries in stasis, he regains control of his body, to save Iphigenia—a mortal of no significance in the grand scheme of things. 

Why does he need to protect her? Why does every inch of his body ache to touch her? 

Oh right. Because apparently, she's his soulmate. And he needs to bond with her, or boom goes the known universe.



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For the past decade, Magda has been dreaming of a man with blond hair and eyes blue as the sea, saving her whenever things are bad.

With her life changing drastically, it makes sense she daydreams of him again. Only Nerites is real, and when he saves her from drowning, a whole new world opens up before her, and with it surface memories of an impossible past.


A Seer for the Titan
The Titans Series Book 4
Earth fills Epimetheus' mouth. Covers his eyes. Clings to his body.

His brother buried him alive? Epimetheus will have his vengeance. Destroy everyone who takes Kronos' side. 

Like the mortal female gawking at Epimetheus while he digs his way out of the ground. 

She's a tasty-looking morsel, but the voice in his head says she's his enemy. 

Not his voice, not his problem. He'll make her his, and save the world in the process. Because that's how this Titan rolls. 

A naked guy literally crawls out of a hole in front of Elpida, and if she isn’t mistaken, tells her in Ancient Greek that he's Prometheus’ brother, Epimetheus. Her precognition gift—curse?—could at least warn her when things like this are about to happen. 

Oh wait. She's getting something now. A vision of loving Epimetheus and dying. Is it a glimpse of a future she can't change, or a past hidden from her? 

With the fate of the universe in the balance, can Elpida resist a Titan set on claiming her? More importantly, does she want to?



A Titaness for the Titan
The Titans Series Book 5 
Nikoleta is not prepared for the world this stranger who introduces himself as a god opens up to her. Too bad she doesn't get a say on the part she has to play. The world is at risk, and she's forced to remember a past she hasn't experienced, to help save it. Also, she's supposed to bond with a Titan she's both never met before and always loved.

Coeus wants to bond with his mate, save creation, and spend eternity enjoying life, but this stubborn mortal version of his soulmate won't be wooed. She insists she's not the woman he once adored. Can she be the one he falls in love with all over again?

And time for the two of them, and the world as a whole, has run out.



Sotia shares her life and living quarters with her husband, their son, and two rescue dogs, one of which may be part-pony. Sappy movies make her cry, and she wishes she could take in all the stray dogs in the world.

Sotia spent her formative years reading anything she could get her hands on, including steamy romances her grandma would frown upon--nah, Grandma would totally approve. Hailing from the land of Olympians and Titans, she could only resist writing about mythical immortals for so long. Her mythology romance boasts hot, powerful Alphas, who can handle sassy ladies and will stop at nothing to make them happy. True love exists, and Sotia is determined to give her fated couples a happy ending!


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