Magnetic by Anya J. Cosgrove

Title: Magnetic

Author: Anya J. Cosgrove

Genre: Reverse Harem Shifter Romance

Release Date: August 8, 2019

Who said life was a fairy tale? Because I’d gladly slice that jerk’s head off.

I never expected to end up half-naked in the woods with my guts hanging out. I didn’t plan to stumble upon the most powerful shifter clan in North America and three of the sexiest men I’ve ever laid eyes on.

Dominic, the fun and reckless new wolf. 

Sam, the hot doctor with glacial-blue eyes.

And Gabriel, the intense, secretive alpha who wants nothing to do with me.

My real name is a one-way ticket back to hell, and my secrets need to stay buried like the girl I used to be.

Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Red Riding Hood—I can be all three. I can use my powers to earn a place in their werewolf town, away from the bite of my past mistakes. I can use them—and their bodies—to survive.

The only thing I can’t do is fall for them.

Anya J Cosgrove lives in Québec with her husband, her beautiful son, and two mischievous cats. She works as a veterinarian by day. She’s a travel and Disney junkie and is passionate about her favorite paranormal series. 

What would Buffy do? Kick ass!

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Different as Night and Day by Leigh Lennon

Title: Different as Night and Day

Series: Father/Son Duet #2

Author: Leigh Lennon

Genre: Forbidden Romance

Release Date: August 8, 2019

Blurb

Like Father Like Son

I laid my husband to rest....

Scott was my world and my future. His love for me
transcended the dimensions of time and space—having made provisions for me in
the event of his death. He was after all in a war zone and the odds were high
he may not come home. But now I can’t help but think about the new man in my
life – my husband’s father.

Maguire creates a desire deep inside of me I never knew
existed. This is more than lust. I keep on asking myself the same question.
Have I fallen in love with him because he's so much like my late husband or
because he's his own man? Only time will tell. 

After all, you can't choose love, it chooses you.

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Excerpt

Maguire

“I love this place!” she yells over the loud music, asking
about my time here with my son, when he was alive. “You and Scott came here,
often?” she asks. 

“Yeah, many times. It has the best burgers.” 

She’s looking at the menu, her eyes big at the portion size.
“You’ll have to roll me out.” Just then, the music lowers a little and we don’t
have to yell at each other. When I came to pick her up tonight, she’d been
crying. I’ll try to do anything to make her forget what tomorrow truly
is. 

Our server comes over, kneeling, flirting with me. “You both
are a beautiful couple.” Yet, her arm is all over mine.

“Um, listen, bitch, you better step back a bit,” Holland
begins because the server thinks Holland is mine, yet, she’s fruitlessly
flirting with me.

She smiles at Holland, too. “Oh, honey, I’m sorry. I didn’t
mean to overstep, as a matter of fact, I’d take you both in the mix.” My mouth
falls when Holland stops to process all she’s said. “Sorry, honey, I wasn’t
coming onto just your husband, I hadn’t gotten to you yet, sugar.” And she
winks at Holland. “So, what would you two beautiful people like to
drink?” 

After she takes our order, Holland twists her body toward
me, and she’s somewhere between hysterics and anger. “Hey, wife?” I ask, going
off of the server’s assumptions of us. “You got pretty territorial there,” I
tease, loving it, seeing green in her actions.

“Well, she assumed we were a couple and she blatantly
flirted with you so I had to stake my fictional claim.” 

“Sure, whatever you have to tell yourself.”

By the way her jaw is almost sitting on the table, she’s
still a little shell-shocked. “Did that just happen?” she asks. I nod yes and
she has her phone whipped out so fast. “Wait until I tell Teagan. She’s going
to flip her lid. According to her, she’s the only girl who can hit on me.” Even
in the absurdness of it all, I’m glad our server has given Holland something
worth laughing about. She surely will need it to get through tomorrow. 

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Leigh Lennon is
mother, veteran and a wife of a cancer survivor. Originally with a degree in
education, she started writing as an outlet that has led to a deep passion. She
lugs her computer with her as she crafts her next story. Her imaginary
friends become real on her pages as she creates a world for them. She loves
pretty nails, spikey hair and large earrings. Leigh can be found drinking
coffee or wine, depending on the time of the day.

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Broken Promises by I.A. Dice

Title: Broken Promises

Series: Broken #2

Author: I. A. Dice

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense

Release Date: August 8, 2019

North and South, but no Star.

Chicago falls into Dante’s hands. The six-year long dream becomes a reality, but it means nothing without Layla by his side. The war has ended, but peace failed to arrive.

Tormented by recent events, Dante struggles to choose a path while hatred keeps losing the battle with love. The mind cannot compete with the heart.

Stuck in a limbo, fueled by fear and memories of what she had lost, Layla hides from the wrath she knows is coming. Despite the outcome, regret is the last thing on her mind. If she could, she’d do it again. Hope is all she has left.

But hope is the mother of fools.

Ghosts of the past come back to haunt them both. Reality verifies their dreams when a new threat emerges - a race against time, death, and three million dollars.

There’s only one rule – there are no rules.

We were nearing the city center when in the crowd of nameless faces I spotted Layla. She walked in the opposite direction, a concerned look on her face.

My pulse throbbed everywhere at once – in my ears, in my veins, in my fingertips. Spades pulled away from the traffic lights, crossing a busy junction. I gripped the seat hard, pretending I hadn’t seen her.

For days I told myself she didn’t deserve me and it’d be wise to forget about her and move on. It worked to some extent until someone didn’t remind me of her. Then all my assumptions went to hell, and I just wanted to touch her, feel her lips, hear her sweet whispers in my ear. To see love in those big, gray eyes.

Now that I saw her, remaining in my seat went against all my instincts. But I had to stay. I had to let her go. She didn’t deserve me.

Her betrayal was all that mattered, right?

Wrong.

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