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The Kindred Series by Donna Grant


Everkin
The
Kindred Book .5
by
Donna Grant


Genre:
Paranormal Romance

To
live in the light, they hunt in the dark…



When
natural-born witch Edra is approached by others who share her gifts,
she jumps at the chance to join a Coven. Until she discovers that
they’re not what they seem. They’re hell-bent on destruction, and
in order to save herself and those she loves, Edra must leave her
home, and the only man she’s ever loved.

Squire-turned-knight
Radnar has never been the same since the love of his life disappeared
in the middle of the night seven years ago. Despite his broken heart,
he doesn’t give up hope of finding her again. Only when he does, he
gets more than he bargained for, and his world is turned upside down.
Being brought back together in the midst of magic and danger, Radnar
and Edra rekindle their once in a lifetime love and set about making
the world a safer place. But can they do it alone, or will it require
a much grander plan?




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The
Kindred Book 1

New
York Times bestselling author Donna Grant “skillfully melds history
and legend” (RT Book Reviews) in a brand new series – The
Kindred.



To
live in the light, they hunt in the dark…

Unparalleled
in beauty and daring, Leoma has been raised with a single-minded
focus—to wipe out corrupt witches. But when her new target leads
her to a discovery that unveils a graver plan from the Coven, she
doesn’t hesitate to follow. Yet, she’s not the only one on the
hunt. And the sexy, infuriating man who crosses her path could prove
to be a distraction—something she’s never encountered
before.

Honor
and family mean everything to Braith. When his life is turned upside
down by the murder of his ward and heir without cause or reason, he
has no choice but to turn to vengeance. Until a stunning, dangerous
woman continues to thwart his efforts at every turn. Now, he must
battle not only his need for revenge but his desire for the female,
as well.










Everwylde
The
Kindred Book 2

Re-enter
the world of New York Times bestselling author Donna
Grant’s spellbinding Kindred series. 



To
live in the light, they hunt in the dark…

Strong-willed
and cunning, Ravyn was taken in as a child by witch Hunters and
raised her to be the best of the best. When she receives word that
the witch who murdered her family and ripped apart her world is
nearby, Ravyn begins her hunt. In her quest to locate the witch, she
finds her pursuit impeded again and again by a gorgeous and powerful
man. But she won’t be denied and intends to do whatever is
necessary to complete her mission. But the Coven is more dangerous
than ever, and Ravyn may not be enough to thwart their latest
endeavor.

Carac
has spent years building his army and winning wars to become known as
one of the greatest knights of his time. But he holds a big secret.
Everything he’s worked for comes into question when he's faced with
a threat he hadn’t known existed. He suddenly finds his mission
changed after he’s approached by the most spirited and beautiful
woman he’s ever seen. It’s soon apparent that priceless
antiquities are only the beginning of what they’re fighting for—and
what they stand to lose.








Everbound
The
Kindred Book 3

To
live in the light, they hunt in the dark…



The
power of Helena’s magic has made her a target for the Coven. She
wanted no part in the war of the witches, but it’s out of her hands
now. She has to make a stand – and she does that by helping the
Hunters and their allies against their common enemy. And now, the
witch who ripped Helena’s future apart is coming. Sybbyl’s
vengeance is swift and terrible, pitting the two against each other.
But Helena doesn’t have to fight the Coven alone. A seductive
warlock offers his aid. Helena is hesitant to give her trust to him –
because it’s more than her life on the line. It’s her heart as
well.

As
the most feared and respected warrior of the Varroki, Jarin is used
to being on his own. But with the Coven’s quest to locate the bones
of the First Witch escalating, he finds it increasingly difficult to
retain his solitary existence. When Jarin encounters Helena, he is
helpless to resist her. She’s everything he didn’t know he
wanted, and with her help, he’s convinced that maybe his people can
finally defeat their foe. But there’s so much more at play than
they know―ties in blood and sacrifice―and the loss that’s sure
to follow may be greater than any of them can bear.









New York Times and USA
Today bestselling author Donna Grant has been praised for her
"totally addictive" and "unique and sensual"
stories. Her latest acclaimed series, Dark Kings, features a
thrilling combination of dragons, Fae, and immortal Highlanders who
are dark, dangerous, and irresistible. She lives with her two
children and an assortment of animals in Texas.






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Dressing Mr. Dalton by Charlotte Byrd


Dressing
Mr. Dalton
by
Charlotte Byrd
Genre:
Contemporary Romance



Women
who color their own hair do not go out with movie stars!”







So,
what am I doing going on a date with him?









I’m
a wardrobe stylist with a resume full of fake job experience (when my
resume was accurate no one wanted to hire me). I drive a crappy car
and I have $37.58 in my bank account.





He
is People’s Sexiest Man Alive who lives in a beach house (read:
mansion) in Malibu.
We are all wrong
for each other for a number of reasons. The main one being: I hate
everything about him.

Finn Dalton
is arrogant, cocky, and self-involved.

He
thinks he’s God’s gift to women and the fact that he has bedded
almost every available (and unavailable) woman in Hollywood supports
that theory.

I hate him…so what
am I doing here? Why do I keep saying yes?

Yes,
to a date. Yes, to a kiss. Yes, to this.

And
what happens when the one person who is all wrong is the only one
who’s right?

**This is a
standalone contemporary romance.






Charlotte
Byrd is the bestselling author of many contemporary romance novels.
She lives in Southern California with her husband, son, and a crazy
toy Australian Shepherd. She loves books, hot weather and crystal
blue waters.



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The Ghost of Her Ex by Aletta Thorne




The Ghost of Her Ex

Aletta Thorne


Genre: Paranormal Romance, Romance, Ghost Stories


Publisher: Evernight Publishing





Date of Publication: October 23, 2018

ISBN: 978-1-77339-829-7
ASIN: B07JLRLR45

Number of pages: 193
Word Count: 56,000

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Tagline:  What happens when the ghost of your ex just can’t leave you alone?

Book Description:

Just because she’s sixty-three, cynical, and a church musician, Emily Rauch is hardly done with life—or love. 

Now that she’s traded in her old barn of a place for a tiny house in the hills, Emily’s ready for a new start. 

Throw in one enormous pipe organ, two ghosts, a pot dealer named Santa Claus, the reappearance of Emily’s bad-boy college squeeze, and a blizzard...what could possibly go wrong?

Excerpt:  

“…You are a
woman of … appetites, Em. You like to eat and drink and…”
“…and fuck.”
Emily shocked herself by saying that. Dropping an f-bomb when you were just
randomly turning the air blue was one thing. But this was no fuckity-fuck-fuck.
This meant actually doing the deed…
But she hadn’t
shocked Al. “Indeed. And fuck.” He nodded, his lips tight. “I left you in the
lurch.”
Emily sighed.
“Yup. Yup. Guess you did. But we talked that stuff to death two decades ago.
Shit, Al! It’s just … just … I don’t know what it is. Alexa, play Widor organ
music.”
“I don’t know
any songs by Widor,” said Alexa.
“Alexa, argh!”
Emily made neck-choking gestures toward the black cylinder on her counter.
“Bee-boop,” said
Alexa. Her illuminated blue ring danced and turned itself off.
“I know our
lovely and talented daughter meant well with that thing,” said Al. “But The
Echo sucks at classical music unless you get lucky. Works better just to ask
for radio stations.”
“You’re too good
at that. Do you haunt many Echo owners?”
“Just Gordon.”
Al laughed ruefully. “That young fella of his bought an Alexa for him. Alexa,
play WQXR.”
“Playing WQXR.”
Alexa provided them with the middle of Respighi’s “Ancient Airs and Dances.”
“Not bad,” said
Emily. “No static. It barely comes in up here on the FM. And they’re a public
station now, so no more pre-need funeral ads, I guess. God, funerals!”
“Yeah. That. I
gather you had a spectacularly bad day…”
“Do you get
special ghost email about that or something? Ghost Facebook?”
Al’s laugh,
again, was rueful. “Hard to explain. It doesn’t work like that. I never really
thought of you as a femme fatale, Em.”
“I wasn’t the
one who fatale-ed him! I honestly didn’t intend to have anything else to do
with him! Or not much else, anyway. Look, I was being a sex-positive,
independent woman caring for her own needs. He went home to his girlfriend,
tried for a little more of the old slap and tickle … and crumped.”
“And now you’re
playing his funeral. And he came to the organ loft today to bother you.”
Emily began to
laugh, too—a bit too hard. There was nothing else left to do. “Oh, fuckity
fuck!”
“What?”
Then there were
tears in her eyes again. She laughed until she ran out of air. “I never even
unblocked him on my phone. I never even friended him on … Facebook! It was
supposed to be a nothing. A one-off. A…”
“I sort of
remember Brad. He was at the reception when you played in Brooklyn, right? Was
he a good organist?”
Emily wiped her
eyes. “He was terrific. But loud and flashy—at least when we were kids. A
show-off. I don’t think I’ve actually listened to him play since before I met
you. He loved boat races as much as he loved music. Not to mention chasing
women. I used to regard that as a challenge when I was in school: break the
womanizing horn-dog’s heart and win the Battle of the Sexes. Ah, Al, we’re so
nuts when we’re young.”
Al took Emily’s
hands. “‘Nuts’ is harsh. I think we’re young when we’re young. You know?”
“I do know.”
“Em, I’ll tell
you this… Brad’s going to be … around. Womanizer or no, he probably liked you a
lot more than you thought. I get that. Plus, he doesn’t know he’s dead, right?”
“He seems a bit
unclear about that. He’s got to know I’m practicing for his funeral. You never
seemed unsure about being…”
“Being dead. I
had lots of warning. I was sick for a long time.”
Emily nodded.
“That sucked. You sure didn’t deserve it.”
Al pecked her
cheek with his usual hurried and dry kiss. “No one deserves it. Your friend
clearly has unfinished business,” he said. And then he disappeared.






About the Author:

Aletta Thorne believes in ghosts.  When she’s not making up ghost stories for grownups, she is a choral singer, a poet, and a DJ.  But she’s happiest in front of a glowing screen, giving voice to whatever it was that got her two cats all riled up at three AM.  Her house is quite seriously haunted—even scared the ghost investigator who came to check it out!   After all, she lives just across the Hudson River from Sleepy Hollow. Aletta Thorne is also the author of The Chef and the Ghost of Bartholomew Addison Jenkins.



FB Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/alettasghosts/

Interview with Aletta Thorne
Do your characters seem to hijack the story or do you feel like you have the reigns of the story?  

I am a dedicated “pants-er,” so my characters totally take over.  I know I’m heading for an HEA, but I never know exactly how. I just let them work it out.  They haven’t failed me yet.
Convince us why you feel your book is a must read.
My favorite books make me laugh—hard—when I’m reading them.  They’re also intense emotionally and have characters that feel like real people.  They take place in towns and cities that I live in by their last pages. I think THE GHOST OF HER EX has all that.  It’s got a cast of characters in their 60’s, mostly, old baby-boomers who are really tired of being respectable. They are church employees, but very naughty indeed. There’s a pot dealer named Santa Claus.  He was super fun to write. Plus—ghosts! THE GHOST OF HER EX is more Topper than it is Ghost, or Truly, Madly, Deeply—but it’s got elements of all three in its plot.  There’s also a funeral scene that’s about the funniest thing I’ve ever written.  My main character, a pipe organist, curses like a sailor. And there’s a blizzard.  What’s not to like?


Have you written any other books that are not published?
I publish young adult novels under another name and I’m about halfway through writing one of them, a time-traveler.  So obviously, that’s unpublished at this point. And I also write poetry and have a chapbook (a short collection of poems) about long distance trains that’s still looking for a publisher.  I’ll be starting to write my next ghost romance after Christmas.

Pen or type writer or computer?
Computer 100 percent of the way.  I’m old enough so that I started writing on typewriters—still have the two-spaces-after-a-period thing so deep in my muscle memory that I can’t shake it.  But the ability to revise easily and check things on the internet is everything!
Anything you would like to say to your readers and fans?
Ghost stories aren’t just for Halloween!  This book is set in the weeks just after Christmas.  I do believe in ghosts; I live in an old house that’s been investigated for them and has two fairly harmless ones.  Have a ghostly, hilarious holiday!
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The Christmas Experience by Katherine Moore


Food has always been a big part
of my family’s holiday celebrations. Over the years, we’ve refined those
traditions to perfection. Christmas dinner always includes pickled peaches and
cranberry chutney alongside the turkey and dressing; Christmas cookie trays
always include sour cream sugar cookies and “peanut blossoms,” those chewy
peanut butter cookies with a melty-but-somehow-still-firm chocolate kiss on
top—made from a recipe more than half a century old. Sometimes there are
gingersnaps. Occasionally there are oatmeal cookies. Our traditions allow for
some leeway om the cookies. But breakfast? There’s always bubble loaf for
breakfast.

Always.

Christmas mornings are often
hectic—presents to be opened, family and friends dropping by, church services
to attend—so you make and bake this sweet breakfast bread, then stash it in the
freezer until needed.

Reheat covered with foil so the
little “bubbles” don’t get too brown. Bubble loaf smells heavenly as it’s
baking and the butter, sugar, and orange zest will combine in a glaze so
delectable people will be tempted to lick their plates.

Orange
Bubble Loaf

2 loaves frozen bread dough,
thawed
1 stick unsalted butter, melted
1 cup granulated sugar
1 jar of dried orange peel,
around 1.5 ounces
2 round 9-inch cake pans

Preheat oven to 325 degrees.

Combine the sugar and dried
orange peel in a shallow bowl.

Cut the thawed bread dough into
pieces about an inch square and then roll each square into a little ball.

Dip the dough balls into the
melted butter, then roll in the sugar orange mixture until coated.

Place the “bubble” into the pan.

Cover with a clean dish towel and
set in a warm place until the dough has risen and doubled in volume.

Bake at 325 until golden brown.
Allow to cool before serving.

If freezing, slightly under bake
the bread  so that when the bubble loaf
is reheated, it won’t get too toasty.

One loaf of dough will fit into
one pan.




































































This recipe makes two pans.
Serving sizes will vary. When my brother was on the football team in high
school, he could eat a whole pan by himself and then turn around and scarf a
whole plate of bacon and eggs and home fries (also a Christmas morning staple).
So plan accordingly.






The Christmas Experience

The Meredith Manor Hotel Series

Book One

Katherine Moore


Genre: Cozy Holiday Romance








Publisher:  Dark Valentine Press



Date of Publication:  November 11, 2017

ASIN:  B074RZ9YQN

Number of pages: 210 
Word Count: 50,860

Cover Artist: Lou Harper/Cover Affairs

Tagline:  Christmas is a state of mind at Meredith Manor Hotel, which explains why everyone’s just a little nuts.

Book Description:

Christmas comes but once a year but this year, Meredith Manor Hotel in scenic Silver Birch, Washington, is celebrating the holiday almost a dozen different ways. Guests can choose their "experience" from a selection of themed celebrations filled with food and drink and love and laughter. (Yes, there are recipes.)

When unemployed accountant Miranda Weston takes a temp job at the hotel her best friend's family owns, she never dreams that her friend's globe-trotting brother will show up to celebrate the holiday and complicate her life. Peter Meredith broke Miranda's heart years ago and it's still a little tender at the broken places. She's not the lovestruck teenager she once was and he's changed too, and as guests come and go and the staff works hard to deliver Christmas magic, the season works a little magic on them as well.

But Miranda's complicated relationship with the man who may just be the love of her life is only one of the storylines playing out among the hotel staff and the guests gathered for the various "Christmas Experiences" offered at the Meredith Manor Hotel.

This is a short, cozy Christmas romance novel for fans of movies like Love, Actually and the books of Katie Flynn, Trisha Ashley, and Cathy Kelly.

The Christmas Experience celebrates love and family, and all the season means.

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Excerpt:

Amy came by and
refilled our tea and water glasses. Alice polished off the rest of her rice and
noodles. I nudged my bowl of rice closer to her. “You mind?” she asked.
“All yours,” I
said.
I thought about
the hotel as Alice prattled on, filling me in on all the gossip. It was kind of
like listening to a recap of a soap opera, only with more food.
“Nika and Annie
are getting married, and Annie wants to move back to Austin.”
“Seriously?”
“Mom’s frantic
because she hasn’t found anyone to replace Nika.”
“Are they really
going through with the wedding this time?”
Nika was the
hotel’s passionate Hungarian-American pastry chef who notoriously ran hot and
cold with her beloved. An ACF “Pastry Chef of the Year” winner, she wouldn’t
have any trouble finding work in Austin and neither would Annie, who was an
emergency room nurse. They’d both have new jobs before they’d even unpacked.
“Does Annie miss
her family that much?”
“Her dad’s got
some health issues,” Alice said. “And he’s old. I think she wants to stay
close.”
”The thought of
never eating another of Nika’s honey bran muffins makes me sad,” I said.
“Forget bran
muffins,” Alice said. “Her carrot cake is transcendent.”
Nika was going
to make Alice and Lionel’s wedding cake. Alice had known from the start she
wanted carrot cake, but she’d tasted pretty much every cake in Nika’s
repertoire until the chef pointed out if she didn’t make a decision soon, she
was going to have to buy a wedding dress in a larger size.
“Carrot cake
sounds good,” I said.
Alice jumped on
that. “If you have dinner with us tonight there’ll be carrot cake.”
“You’re evil,” I
said.
“No,” she said.
I only use my powers for good.” She signaled for the check as she changed the
subject. “Did I tell you, Mom’s hired Max Hopkirk to do his one-man Christmas
Carol show for the Dickens Experience night?
Max Hopkirk!!
“Squee,” I said.
“I know,” Alice
said, eyes wide.
Max Hopkirk was
pushing sixty, but he still had it going on with his piercing blue eyes and
dramatic mane of silver-gilt hair. He was often praised for his deep and
hypnotic voice, but in one interview he’d given, Max had said he thought he
sounded like Eddie Izzard imitating James Mason playing God. So while he was
reputed to be something of a diva, he at least had a sense of humor.
“Oh yes, he is a
diva,” Alice said when I asked her about that. “He had all kinds of ridiculous
demands. Finally, Mom told his manager to stop being silly, that everyone knew
that Max needed money and it wasn’t as if she was asking him to walk around
naked juggling chainsaws .”
“I’d pay money
to see that,” I said.
“We could post
it on our YouTube channel,” Alice said. “Maybe he could do it for his encore.”
“I’d like to see
his Christmas Carol show,” I said.
Alice started to
smile again. “Staff gets in free,” she said.
“You promise
there’ll be carrot cake tonight?” I finally said because resistance was futile.
“Yay,” Alice
said.




About the Author:



Katherine Moore was born in Washington, D.C., and now lives in the Pacific Northwest in a small town very much like the fictional Silver Birch, Washington where most of her books are set. She has worked as a caterer, a movie extra, a cookbook editor, and a lifestyle reporter for magazines and newspapers in Honolulu, Los Angeles, and Richmond, Virginia.

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