Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Demon Lover, New Orleans Style

When five college friends reunite, one night changes their lives forever. Kidnapped from a cemetery in New Orleans on Halloween, each of the five friends becomes embroiled in a paranormal turf war that will decide the outcome of not only their lives, but the entire city of New Orleans.

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Unhallowed Redemption
Midnight, New Orleans Style 3
by Tara Rose
a Paranormal Ménage Erotic Romance
from Siren Publishing


When five college friends reunite, one night changes their lives forever.

When Faina Andropov visits New Orleans with four college friends, it’s to honor the death of their friend, Lisette. The five have never resolved the guilt they feel over Lisette’s death, and decide to make a wish at Marie Laveau’s tomb on Halloween.

Faina and her friends become separated, and she is kidnapped by demon brothers Alexei and Konstantin Veselov and held prisoner in their mansion. As she becomes their lover, she learns that Alexei and Konstantin are bound by a contract with the devil, and she is both their key to freedom, and the love they must sacrifice to become human again.

With the help of a fallen angel, the brothers find a way out of the contract. But before they can execute it, Faina is attacked by their enemies. Can they rescue her in time, or will they be forced to make the ultimate choice?


She advanced toward Faina while the men stood, arms crossed in identical gestures. Both stared at her half-naked body as if they’d never seen a woman before. Faina wished she could stop gawking at them, but the compulsion was too strong. She’d never seen two more beautiful men in her entire life. Even as the memories from last night came back to her in living color, she didn’t want to look away from their penetrating, lustful gazes.
“Look at her. She’s terrified. And give her something to wear, for the love of all that’s holy.” The woman snatched the comforter off the bed and wrapped it around Faina’s shoulders, but all Faina did was watch the men.
“All that’s holy? Good one, Magda.” His voice was familiar, and now she remembered why. He was the one who had carried her toward the gate. He was tall, with muscles his jeans and button-down shirt couldn’t hide, and she fought the urge to cross the room and run her fingers through his hair. She’d always loved dark brown hair. He wore it to his shoulders, quite unlike most styles today. Combined with his golden eyes, it gave him a carefree look, with just a touch of the bad boy.
What the fuck was wrong with her? Snap out of it!
“Konstantin Veselov, I will leave this house and you two can find another to look after you if you don’t give this poor creature some proper clothes and food.”
Faina grasped the comforter and pulled it closer, then sat on the bed. She was hungry. And very thirsty. The smell in the room had dissipated, but now a headache threatened.
The woman patted her arm. “It will be okay. You just sit here. I’ll bring you food and drink since these two seem unable to find their way around their own house this morning.” She glared at the men. “And they will stay with you and explain why you’re here.”
Magda left the room, and Faina stared at the two, waiting. The one who hadn’t spoken moved toward her first, hand extended. “Forgive our appalling manners. I’m Alexei Veselov, and this is my brother, Konstantin.”
Faina didn’t shake his hand. Instead she stared into his green eyes and tried to make sense of all this. His hair was a shade or two darker than his brother’s, but cut in the same style. Both men had old souls. She could sense it, along with something else she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Something dark but not evil, disturbing but not frightening.
“You can touch me. I won’t bite.”
His grin did nothing to dispel her uneasiness, but it did make her clit begin to throb. She glanced away from his gaze. This wasn’t the time to let her emotions get the better of her. “Where am I? Why did you bring me here? Where’s my phone? I have to call my friends. They must be worried sick by now.”
“They’re not.” Konstantin sat next to her. She could feel the heat from his body, and fought an urge to move closer to him. What power did these two have over her? She should be terrified. She should be looking for a way out of here. Instead, she was fighting against lust-filled images of lying back on this enormous bed so they could both take her, over and over, until she could no longer move or even think.
“How do you know that?”
“Because we answered a text message from one of them named Dani and told her you were fine.”
“You had no right to do that.” She glanced around. Was her phone in this room?”
“It’s in a safe place,” said Alexei.
She snapped her gaze to his face. “What is?”
“Your phone.”
How had he known that’s what she’d been looking for? “Where are we?”
“Our home.”
“And where exactly is this home?” She was tired of these damn games.
“The Metairie-Kenner area of New Orleans. Don’t worry. You’re quite safe in this house.”
Pizdéť. Safe from what? What kind of game are you two playing here?”
Alexei grinned, and then he spoke in perfect Russian and repeated that she was safe, and that she needed to trust them.
Faina stood and brushed past them, gathering the comforter closer. She tried the door, but it was locked. Her body trembled, and she fought to keep from passing out. “How?” she whispered. “How is any of this possible?”
“Please come over here and sit back down.” Alexei’s voice was gentle, soothing, like one might use when speaking to a frightened child. “We aren’t going to harm you.”
She turned to face them, searching their expressions for a clue—any clue to what was really going on. If they’d wanted to rape her or something along those lines, they could have easily done so by now. Or had they already done that?
She remembered every detail of last night now, up until she’d been standing in front of the gate with them. One of them had asked her if she could climb the fence, but she couldn’t remember anything after that.
“We didn’t hurt you,” said Konstantin, his face registering disgust. “We would never do that.”
“What?” How the hell had he known what she’d been thinking?
“You’re wondering if we took advantage of you while you were sleeping. We did not.”
“Then why am I here?” Faina was suddenly so tired, and all she wanted to do was go back to sleep. When she woke, she’d be back in her hotel room and all this would have been a horrible dream.
He patted the bed. “Please. Sit down. We’ll do our best to explain what’s going on.”
She didn’t want to be here. She wanted to be back in the hotel, out with her friends, and this time they’d stay put instead of wandering around cemeteries on Halloween at midnight. But she had no other choice right now. She had to listen to them, and hopefully this would all make sense in a few minutes.


Faina took several deep breaths and then, before she lost her nerve, rose and climbed into Konstantin’s lap. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. His lips weren’t just warm. They were blazing hot, and they forced loud moans from her throat and sent waves of crazy desire coursing through her body. She’d never been so turned-on in her life.
She parted her lips to let his tongue inside and then nearly passed out from the lust that consumed her. No one had ever kissed her like this. She didn’t care that they weren’t truly human anymore. She only knew she wanted them, right here on the stones of this patio, if that’s where they ended up.
His fingers tangled themselves in her hair, tugging it just hard enough to make her squirm in discomfort, but sending her arousal to crazy heights at the same time. She’d once tried to get Bill to pull her hair and spank her ass, but he’d laughed and called her a freak. She had a strong feeling neither of these men would deny her those requests and more if she asked. Hadn’t it been Konstantin who had said something this morning about her being tied to the bed?
When he released the kiss, his eyes blazed with desire and something else. Almost like anger, but not quite. He cupped her face, his strong grip close to hurting her. “No teasing. Please don’t toy with us. If you’re not serious about this, say so now. We won’t be angry.”
“I’m not teasing you. I would never do that.”
He released her face and held her close. She could feel the relief flooding his body. When he took his arms from around her, he placed her on her feet. Almost before Faina regained her sense of balance, Alexei pulled her into a tight embrace and held her, gently stroking her hair and back. Shivers ran up and down her spine, and when he bent his head and kissed her, fireworks exploded behind her closed eyelids. His lips and tongue were just as hot as his brother’s, and equally skilled.
Loud moans escaped her throat as his hands roamed over her back and ass cheeks, then reached underneath her tank top to caress her breasts. One of the men moaned, and she wasn’t sure who, but it hardly mattered. She was out of her mind with need and hoped they fucked her all night. She didn’t care if she couldn’t walk for the rest of the week. She wanted them both, right now, rough and hard.
Konstantin moved behind her and grabbed her ass cheeks, while Alexei released the kiss and pulled off her tank top. He grasped her breasts in his strong hands. “Yep. Just as I said they were.” His gravelly voice sounded like he was barely hanging on, and that sent Faina’s arousal spiraling out of control.
He fastened his mouth on one nipple, and she wrapped her fingers in his hair as jolts of electricity shot straight to her throbbing clit. Konstantin took off her shorts and lifted each foot so she could step out of them, kissing the soles of her feet. She fought the urge to giggle. No one had ever done that before.
He brushed his hands up the back of her thighs, trailing his tongue after them, as Alexei switched breasts. When Konstantin reached her ass cheeks, he gave each one a tiny smack, and she moaned loudly.
“Oh? You don’t mind that?”
“No. No, I don’t…”
Alexei released her nipple and lifted his head, grinning in a way that made her pussy even wetter. “Well. This just got interesting. I’ll be right back.”
He disappeared. Not faded away, or vanished in a puff of smoke. One second he was there, grinning, and the next he was…gone.
She whirled around to face Konstantin, who merely smiled. “Sorry about that. Force of habit. We’ll try not to let it happen again.” Before Faina could react, he pulled her close and kissed her again. All thoughts of Alexei’s magic trick faded away as her body reacted to his touch once more. He squeezed her ass and her breasts, and all she wanted was to be skin-to-skin with him.
She ran her hands over his back and then grabbed his ass. It was as tight and muscled as she’d imagined. He moaned into her open mouth, obviously enjoying what she was doing, so she slowly brushed her hands around to the front and rubbed them over his impressive bulge. Oh, how she wanted that cock inside her.
Konstantin released the kiss and planted tiny bites up and down her neck. “Be careful.” His voice was sultry, teasing. “Girls who play with dicks get them stuffed into holes.”
“And they get spanked, as well.” Alexei was back, although Faina wasn’t sure if he’d materialized or simply walked onto the patio and she’d missed it. But when she watched him place a black leather bag on the tabletop, moving aside the candle, it was suddenly difficult to breathe.
“Do you want to guess what’s in there?” asked Konstantin.
“I hope it’s a paddle.”
He and Alexei exchanged a surprised, delighted glance. “I brought along a bit more than that.” Alexei pulled out leather bondage cuffs that weren’t new. These looked worn, and they fascinated her. “They’re very old but still useful. Unlike some talk we’ve heard, this generation did not invent what’s now called BDSM play.”
She swallowed hard, her heart racing. “What did you call it?”
“Various names.” He crooked a finger at her. “Come here, beautiful. The label isn’t important. The principles behind it are.” She couldn’t have refused him if she’d wanted to.


About this author

Tara Rose loves to write about small towns and the quirky people that inhabit them. You’ll find engaging characters, budding romance, intrigue and plenty of hot steamy ménage sex within the pages of her books. You never really know what goes on behind closed doors, but her books will take you there, and leave you panting for more.

When she isn’t writing, Tara spends time with her husband—her real-life hero. She loves to cook, collect antique pottery, and she will read just about anything. Tara also plays the cello, and loves decorating her house for Christmas.



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Tuesday, October 21, 2014

The magical power of love and redemption

When five college friends reunite, one night changes their lives forever. Kidnapped from a cemetery in New Orleans on Halloween, each of the five friends becomes embroiled in a paranormal turf war that will decide the outcome of not only their lives, but the entire city of New Orleans.

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Magical Redemption
Midnight, New Orleans Style 2
by Corinne Davies
a Paranormal Menage Erotica Romance
from Siren Publishing
When five college friends reunite, one night changes their lives forever.
Dani O’Brien is an introverted astrophysicist who spends most of her life staring at the stars and never allowed other people’s opinions to dictate her life. Her four best friends are the closest she has to sisters and their annual gathering to celebrate a friend’s life is one of the highlights of her year.

Identical twins Gavin and Maddoc McDryw are Druids with the ability to influence the energy that every living being emits. They alienated themselves from their clan after allowing a woman they thought they loved to manipulate them. The brothers can’t figure out why they are so drawn to the quirky human but the longer she’s with them the stronger their feelings for her become. But, not everyone is happy with this burgeoning relationship. As negative forces tear them apart, can they trust in the magic of love to hold them together?


Maddoc pulled a chair over and placed it right behind her legs. “Sit down, Dannika.” She dropped into the seat without looking, and he claimed that small yet definite sign of trust. Gavin glanced up at him, and he gave his brother a small shrug. He had no idea why she would react so strongly to a star chart.
She’d lied to Gavin when he asked her if the chart meant anything to her. The false answer vibrated in the air around them, but he didn’t push her too hard. There were things that sometimes took a while for the mind to believe. Twenty-four hours ago, that small lie would have infuriated him and fueled him believe that Dannika was here to deceive them. She was no witch out to destroy their family, and it was high time he admitted his own responsibility in his past.
Carrying around all that anger for the majority of the past century had been a thinly veiled attempt to ignore his stupidity. It was easier to blame Morgana for the many deaths in their clan, but he’d been the one thinking with his prick, showering the witch with everything she demanded regardless of the price his people and his soul had to pay Instead of standing up and accepting their part in it all, he’d convinced his brother to leave their home and strike out in the New World.
“Dannika, have you ever been to Scotland? Did you know that the stars are so clear and bright on a cloudless night that you can read by their light?”
“That sounds beautiful. Studying the stars through a telescope is wonderful, but it’s mostly math. I can’t remember the last time I looked up in the sky with my own eyes.”
Gavin rounded the table and squatted next to her chair, on the opposite side of Maddoc. “We’re going to take you there.” Gavin looked over at Maddoc, and he nodded his agreement. It was time to accept the past for what it was and stop hiding from the home he loved so much. Dannika’s trust in them was a new and fragile thing. He’d protect her until that faith and trust in them both grew strong enough to bind them.
“I’ll show you all the places that Maddoc lead that got us into trouble.”
“I somehow find that difficult to believe, Gavin. I might not have had any siblings, but my friends did and not one of them has ever stated that they were always the followers into mischief.
“But, I was.” Gavin slapped his hand over his heart as if her comment wounded him. “Maddoc was always the bad one.”
“A length of Campbell tartan, a bottle of mead, and Colleen McDonald,” Maddoc stated as he straightened. They were the details of a potential tryst Gavin had convinced him to join in on when they were hardly old enough to know what to do with a naked woman. That prank had almost landed him and his brother with their heads in a noose and their balls tied to running horses.
“No media evidence. It didn’t happen.” Gavin grinned as he lifted Dannika’s hand to his mouth. “Merely a footnote in a feud that had nothing to do with us…directly.”
“You started a feud?”
“Not intentionally…”
“That’s not a denial, Gavin.”
“Perhaps wearing another clan’s tartan while seducing the Laird’s niece wasn’t the best choice,”
“In Gavin’s defense, we had no idea that the Cambells and McDonalds were on the verge of war.”
Dannika looked up at Maddoc, and he searched her face for the truth. He hoped that she wouldn’t judge them too harshly for their mistakes. She’d said a couple times that she didn’t understand subtle facial expressions, but that didn’t prevent her from being an open book. She might be uncertain of the events unfolding around her, but there was hope and the soft burgeoning blossom of true love in her gaze, a gift so pure it struck a resounding cord in Maddoc’s own heart.
“I hope you like crawfish, Dannika.”
She blinked, confusion clouding her expression for a moment. “I do. Why?”
“Because, we have a traditional boil planned for tonight, and I feel like celebrating.”
“What’s the celebration?” Excitement and curiosity danced like an aura around her body, and Maddoc had a vision of her dancing naked with him and his brother amongst the heathered hills of their home.
“Your arrival into our lives, of course.” As Gavin moved around the table, Maddoc backed up a step, leading her with him. A breath later she was pressed between the two on them. Maddoc could feel her heartbeat even out, and the nervous anxiety that hovered around her faded away.


“Look at how wet you are.” Maddoc licked up her leg, swirling his tongue against her clit.
“I can’t see from this angle. I’d need a mirror.” The words shot out of Dani’s mouth, and she almost cringed at how it must have sounded.
“I’ll buy a dozen for you and hang them all over the room.” Gavin kissed the back of her neck. “Then you can watch everything we do to you and see how you affect us.”
Another long, hot lick and Dani arched her back and lifted her pussy higher, hoping that Maddoc would continue, but he stopped way too soon for her liking.
“Soon, baby.” Gavin pressed kisses down her spine and then nipped one ass cheek before hopping from the bed.
Dani felt a trickle of cool lube slide down the crack of her ass as she turned her head and watched Gavin strip off his pants. His cock bounced in front of him, hard and thick as the pants slipped from his hips. Dani licked her lips, and Gavin gripped his length, giving it a slow stroke. Watching Gavin stroke himself was enough of a distraction that she didn’t think of what Maddoc had been up. Until, she felt the teasing pressure at her rear entrance as he pressed what felt like a single finger into her.
“Keep relaxing, Dannika.” The pressure increased slightly, and she concentrated on keeping her breathing even. Maddoc pumped his fingers in and out of her, and she quickly relaxed further. The memory of what it felt like to be between them before flashed in her thoughts.
“I could come watching him finger fuck your ass like that.” Gavin squeezed the base of his cock, and Dani watched as a bead of moisture rose up in the slit.
“Come here.” She reached out for Gavin, and he came close enough for her to run her tongue over the liquid pearl. Dani loved the taste of her men and swirled her tongue around his length again, sucking him into her mouth.
“Not too much, Dani. I don’t want this to end too soon.
Sucking on Gavin’s cock was enough to keep her mind occupied as Maddoc prepared her ass. Feeling more lube trickle over her skin every time the pressure built, there wasn’t any pain, only anticipation and need. Her body felt like it was on fire when Maddoc and Gavin adjusted her.
“I need you.” Maddoc rolled her over and entered her with a swift thrust of his hips. The intensity of his gaze stole her breath. He looked like a man on a mission.
Pleasure exploded over her senses as Maddoc rolled his pelvis, fucking her with long strokes of his cock. Before she could get too used to this angle, he rolled them again so that she straddled his hips. Maddoc caught her legs and slid them up until her knees dug into the mattress on either side of his waist. She lifted her ass to compensate and pressed her breasts against Maddoc’s muscular chest.
“That’s right.” Maddoc wrapped his fingers around her breasts, teasing the nipples as Gavin moved in behind her.
She clenched her ass in anticipation, and Gavin swatted her on one cheek.
“No tightening up,” he ordered as he pressed his cock against her back entrance. With Maddoc already buried in her pussy, Gavin felt larger than ever. Her muscles burned with the exertion of taking on two men again. If she hadn’t already done this with them once and known everything fit, she’d be worried, but she knew that Maddoc had stretched her.
With both of them inside of her, she felt like everything was right with the world, like this is where she was meant to be. They moved slowly at first. Maddoc would ease out while Gavin pushed deeper, and then vice versa. It was magical the way they could make it so perfect. But quickly the need in her grew, and she found herself rocking her hips back and forth as they moved, wordlessly encouraging them to take her harder and faster. As if she’d spoken the words out loud, they quickened the pace.
Driving into her body, Dani moved with them, feeling the sheen of sweat break out over her body as she looked down into Maddoc’s eyes. He was gritting his teeth, his expression a violent splash of erotic wonder. She’d never seen anything so beautiful in her life.

About the Author

Corinne Davies reads anything she can get her hands on from the side of a cereal box to a historical book on the Riflemen during the Napoleonic wars. During her younger years, she first put pen to paper in an attempt to write a love story between her and her favourite rock singer of the time. It was filled all the angst that only a teenager can come up with and an incredible wardrobe.

In her senior year of high school she tried again. This time, the story was more like Clash of the Titans meets Robin Hood. Despite the unusual combination, the lack of plot, and a horrendous amount of dialogue, she received a lot of encouragement from her grade 12 English teacher. (Thank you Mrs Harvey!)

During the wee hours of the morning, when her first daughter insisted on waking up, she discovered online RPGs and her love of writing emerged again. After many encouraging words from fellow writers, she decided to try her hand at developing her own stories. Something, she quickly learned, was not as easy as she had imagined.

By day, she is a full-time wife, mother, and product consultant. At night, she avoids such mundane tasks as housework and laundry by creating her own worlds where mythology comes to life. Worlds in which you are just as likely to be living next door to an ancient Deity as finding an mystic treasure in the attic.
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Whom do you run to, when you are tired of running?

Hiding Out
The Davenport Agency Book 1
By Nicole Andrews Moore
a Contemporary Romance
from Beau Coup Publishing

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Samuel Davenport runs his family's New York based advertising agency. His brother, Adam, runs from responsibility and anything remotely boring. And his temp, Haley, runs so she'll never be caught and hurt again.
She moved to the city New Year's Day to hide and recover, to build a new life far from her past. In an effort to lie low, Haley never expects to be more than a temp. What begins for Sam as an excuse to get to know her better, ends up being an opportunity for advancement and excitement for Haley.
When Sam tries to uncover all of Haley's mysteries, he exposes her hiding place, endangers her life, and threatens to destroy any chance of them ever having a future together.


Haley had grabbed at her chest and was now attempting a smile, but couldn’t quite pull it off.
 “Damn it, Haley,” he murmured as he squatted next to her desk. “I’m sorry.” Samuel struggled against reaching out to her. He closed his eyes for a moment as he imagined crushing her to his chest and burying his face in her hair. He took a few deep calming breaths, then opened his eyes.
When his gaze met hers, he found her eyes welling up with tears and it was more than he could stand. “Come on,” he said quietly, grabbing her hand and leading her into his office. “Please sit down.” He gestured to the leather sofa that so frequently held his napping brother.
“No, I’m sorry,” Haley said, dabbing at her eyes. “I feel so silly. I don’t know why I’m crying.”
He passed her a Kleenex, then said, “Yes, you do. Take a moment, then explain it to me.”
She sighed, but soon her words came spilling out of her. “You looked so sorry and so sad and so helpless. And I can’t help but think that I put that look on your face.” She was exasperated. “All of a sudden you are treating me like blown glass, which is nice and scary and unfamiliar all at once. It’s like you really care or...” Haley faced him with a stricken look. “You know.” Her body shuddered and she eyed the door, something he had watched her do on more than one occasion.
And he now knew what it meant. “Don’t go,” he said quietly. Then he added seriously, “I don’t know anything for certain. All I know is that it is painfully obvious someone hurt you. And that,” he said almost whispering, “breaks my heart.”
Looking down at her lap, Haley sat stone still. Part of her wanted desperately to pour her heart out to him, but she feared that this knowledge would be too much for him. “Someday,” she whispered. “Someday I’d really like to tell you. But it can’t be today. And it can’t be now.” She swallowed and looked up at him with her glassy emerald eyes. “Can you be patient with
me?”That was what everyone he had come into contact with had warned him. The good doctor, her friend Ellen...and he knew he could. She was worth it. “Yes,” he responded. 

***Author's Bio***

Nicole Andrews Moore

Nicole Andrews Moore has been an author since 2011, but it was after the birth of her daughter, Kenna in January of 2012, that she was determined to make it a full-time career.  As the fourth smallest preemie in the world, Kenna’s medical needs would prevent her from ever going to day care.  A fan introduced her to JB McGee, who became her mentor and best friend.  They have been working together ever since, but The Traveler Series is their first collaboration.

For fun, she spends time with those she cares about, cooks, reads, writes, and especially lives to travel. The current travel goal: visit every Margaritaville. Three down! (Eleven to go?)

Her writing can also be found on Shine, where she is a Shine Parenting Guru and an award winning Yahoo! Contributor on YourWisdom as the relationship and dating expert. In addition, she has been published by McClatchy News in their syndicated papers.

Her books can be found on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Kobo, Apple, and Smashwords in ebook, paperback, and even some audiobooks.

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Hoping for a Highlander

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COVER ARTIST – T. A. Straley


Kieron MacAlister has always loved Fia MacLachlan, a wee fey lass he met years ago who, with her sweet smile and surprising insight, changed his life. When he comes face-to-face with the beautiful woman she’s grown into, can he convince her to change her life, too?


MacAlisters Hope - Cover


“Fia can go with you,” Elena said.
Fia’s breath hitched. “Nay, I am needed here, at least until after the bairn is born and you are recovered.”
Elena took her hand and gave it a squeeze. “I shall be fine. The midwife can look after me.”
Fia wanted to shake her head, but she nodded instead, swallowing all of her arguments for why she should stay. ’Twas her duty to do as the chief and the lady required. “I will go.”
“Do you share the Lamont gift?” Tavish snapped, jerking Fia’s attention back to the two men who stood closest to her and spoke for their clan.
“Nay,” Fia answered with a lift of her chin, “but I am well trained as a healer.”
“Fia is expert with herbs, far more than I am,” Elena said. “She has a canny way of knowing which will best serve those she treats, such as I have never seen before.”
Elena reached out and pulled Fia close, wrapping her arm over Fia’s shoulder in a gesture that had always made Fia feel safe, while at the same time Elena skewered first Tavish, then the other man, with that same motherly glare that made even grown men cower. “She is more than capable of tending your chief in his illness.”
Elena’s words of praise eased some of Fia’s concern over leaving her foster mother when the bairn could come at any time. “Aye, I will do all that I can for your chief, but I have one condition.” Elena tightened her grip and Symon turned to face her, irritation and concern filling his eyes. Fia wiggled free of Elena’s grip and took her hand again. She smiled at Symon, knowing he could not glower at her when she did that, and indeed his gaze softened. “I will need to return to Kilmartin within a ten day. If you cannot promise me that, then I will not go with you.”
She took a deep breath, unused to going against Symon or Elena’s wishes, but she hoped this was enough of a compromise to keep everyone happy. Fia could feel the knots in her shoulders loosening now that she had set her own requirements on the deal.
“But she does not have your gift.” The words came out as a growl from between Tavish’s gritted teeth. Fia could see the man next to him tense, as if ready to do battle, though he had not so much as gestured toward his dirk or his sword. That was when she noticed that he held something in his hand, rolling it in his palm as if he calmed himself with it. She looked up at his face carefully for the first time and realized he was familiar to her, though she could not remember from where she might know him. There was something about his eyes…nay, she could not place him. Elena tilted her head and smiled, glancing at Fia and drawing Fia’s attention back to the conversation.
“Nay, she does not have the Lamont gift,” Elena agreed, “but she is very talented in her own way, and you do not have a choice. Fia can go with you to tend your chief—your father—” she added pointedly, “and be returned here within a ten day, or you can leave here with a tincture that may or may not be what your father requires.”
Tavish started to respond, when the other man simultaneously reached out and gripped his shoulder, as if to stop him from speaking, and dropped the thing in his hand. Fia watched as a perfectly round, milky stone rolled to rest near Elena’s feet. Fia scooped it up, for Elena could not even bend over these days. She dusted the pretty stone off on her skirt, then held it out for the man but he did not take it from her.
“Do you think you can heal him, Fia?” he asked, saying her name as if he, too, remembered her, though she still could not remember why she knew him. She looked at Tavish, holding the stone out for him to take as his companion did not seem interested in it anymore.
“I do not ken,” she said, needing to be truthful with him and herself, “but I will do my best.” The palest pink whispered along the milky white ribbons within the stone, surprising her even as she heard the other man let out his breath. “But you must promise to have me back here before Elena’s time,” she said, though her eyes were still on the stone that was once again milky white, “whether your father is better or not.”
Elena plucked the stone from Fia’s hand and held it up to the pale sunlight, gazing into it with a bemused look upon her face. “I believe she can heal him,” Elena said, still gazing into the stone, while pink once more whispered through it.
 Fia gasped. Elena looked at her for a moment and quirked an eyebrow as if asking if Fia had seen what Elena had. Elena lowered her hand and held the stone out to its owner with a mysterious sort of smile playing over her lips. “’Tis a beautiful stone. It reminds me of a tale I once heard about the Cailleach Bheur, the mother of winter, and a frozen tear that held the truth of her heartache. You should not be so uncareful with it.”
“Aye, my lady,” he said quietly. “I have heard that story, too.” He swallowed and smiled. “I am afraid I have a bad habit of fiddling with it and dropping it betimes,” he added, tucking the stone into a pouch at his belt. “Fia’s skills will be most appreciated.”
Tavish sucked in a loud breath. “She will do as she says,” the other man said to him, “I am sure of it.”
Tavish said nothing for a long moment, then nodded. “Very well. If we cannot have the skill of Lady Elena, we will take Fia with us to tend my da.”
Fia and the other man winced at Tavish’s less than grateful tone.
“And return me in a ten day.” Fia narrowed her eyes and pressed her lips together. She had no intention of budging from Elena’s side without this assurance.
“We promise,” the other man said when Tavish did not.


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Laurin Wittig writes Kindle Top 10 bestselling and award-winning Scottish medieval romances. She has been obsessed with her Scottish heritage since her first visit to Scotland when she was eleven years old, and was thrilled, years later, to discover Scottish romances. Since then she has had the good fortune to bring her own Highland stories to readers around the world.




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Escaping Reality is coming to paperback

Escaping Reality

The Secret Life of Amy Bensen #1

by Lisa Renee Jones

Print Release Date: May 15, 2015

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Infinite possibilities….
Infinite passion…..
Infinite danger….

His touch spirals through me, warm and sweet, wicked and hot. I shouldn’t trust him. I shouldn’t tell him my secrets. But how do I not when he is the reason I breathe? He is what I need

At the young age of eighteen, tragedy and a dark secret force Lara to flee all she has known and loves to start a new life. Now years later, with a new identity as Amy, she’s finally dared to believe she is forgotten–even if she cannot forget. But just when she lets down her guard, the ghosts of her past are quick to punish her, forcing her back on the run.

On a plane, struggling to face the devastation of losing everything again and starting over, Amy meets Liam Stone, a darkly entrancing recluse billionaire, who is also a brilliant, and famous, prodigy architect. A man who knows what he wants and goes after it. And what he wants is Amy. Refusing to take “no” as an answer, he sweeps her into a passionate affair, pushing her to her erotic limits. He wants to possess her. He makes her want to be possessed. Liam demands everything from her, accepting nothing less. But what if she is too devastated by tragedy to know when he wants more than she should give? And what if there is more to Liam than meets the eyes?



Escaping Reality



 Infinite Possibilities

 The Secret Life of Amy Bensen #2

by Lisa Renee Jones

Print Release Date: July 7, 2015

Already available in ebook



Secrets and lies. They are everywhere: haunting her, tormenting her. In the midst of it all, he’d been her escape, her passion. The only person she’d trusted in six years. And then he’d made her doubt that trust, cutting her deeply. But as she’d once told him, she was damaged, not broken. She is ready to fight and not just for survival. She is fighting for the truth and she won’t stop until she has it, not even for…him.


Infinite Possibilities



 The Secret Life of Amy Bensen #3

by Lisa Renee Jones

Print Release Date: COMING SOON!



Chad's Point of View
Everything Chad thought was right turns out wrong. Now he's living with the consequences of his decisions, and no one, not even the dark-haired beauty who swears she can deliver him to the doorstep of his worst enemy, is granted his trust. He lives, eats and breathes two thoughts and two alone: Protect his sister Amy, and, revenge is everything.




New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT SERIES, and is now in development by Suzanne Todd (Alice in Wonderland, Austin Powers, Must Love Dogs) for cable TV. In addition, her Tall, Dark and Deadly series and The Secret Life of Amy Bensen series, both spent several months on a combination of the NY Times and USA Today lists.

Since beginning her publishing career in 2007, Lisa has published more than 40 books translated around the world. Booklist says that Jones suspense truly sizzles with an energy similar to FBI tales with a paranormal twist by Julie Garwood or Suzanne Brockmann.

Prior to publishing, Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by Dallas Women Magazine. In 1998 LRJ was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.

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