I’ll have more information to share with you in the coming days but I’d say that this is one to pre-buy or put on your “I Want This” List.

Reissued at a new, lower price…available at ARe,  Nook & Kindle

Book 1

Tori McAdams was a sensible woman. She didn’t believe in hocus-pocus, she didn’t believe in ghosts, and she definitely didn’t believe in vampires…not until the night she was attacked by one. Alone, starving and afraid, she doesn’t know what’s happening but at least she had somebody to turn to…

Declan Reilly was normally the last person she’d go to for help, but now he was the first on her list. He can help; she knows he can. She never could have planned on what happens next, though…the sexy detective is so much more than he appears.

Warning: This book contains violence, sex, more violence, a maniacal murderer, sex, more violence, and a menage or two thrown in for good measure. There are also sighs, happy endings, a romance, a hero, a heroine, and a little bit of falling in love.

**Please note this work has been previously published. While it’s been edited, no new material has been added.

Read an EXCERPT

The Lords of the Underworld return in this enthralling tale of an immortal warrior determined to win and the beautiful seductress he can’t resist.

Possessed by the demon of Defeat, Strider cannot lose a challenge without suffering unimaginable pain. For him, nothing stands in the way of victory. Until Kaia, an enchanting Harpy, tempts him to the razor’s edge of surrender.

Known among her people as The Disappointment, Kaia must bring home the gold in the Harpy Games or die. Strider is a distraction she can’t afford because he as an agenda of his own – steal first prize, an ancient godly artifact, before the winner can be named. But as the competition heats up, only one prize will matter – the love neither had thought possible…

Excerpt:

In the kitchen—Kaia skidded to a halt, her heart banging frantically against her ribs. Strider. Gorgeous, sexy Strider. He sat at the pool table she’d plucked from his fortress her very first visit there and now used in the breakfast nook. Food was scattered in every direction, from bags of chips to cheese slices to candy bars.

He wasn’t looking at her, hadn’t even glanced at her, but he had stiffened when she’d stepped inside. “I figured that, since these things were here, they were acceptable for you to eat,” he said. “Which means I more than kept up with you. I outwitted and surpassed you.”

“Thanks,” she said dryly. How disappointing. The one time she wanted her man to forget he had a brain, he remembered.

She leaned against the doorframe and crossed her arms over her chest. Her stomach tightened, threatening to growl, but she remained in place, waiting. Only when he’d gotten a good once-over would she move.

“Kaia. Eat.”

“In a minute. I’m enjoying the view. You should give it a try.”

He tensed. “There’s a note from your sister on the fridge. She said she’s in the heavens with Lysander, and she’ll see you in four days for the games.”

“’Kay.”

“What games? Never mind,” he rushed out before she could reply. “Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know. What perfume are you wearing? I don’t like it.”

Asshat. “I’m not wearing any perfume.” And she knew he loved it. He had a weakness for cinnamon, something she’d noticed while stalking, uh, hanging out with him. Within hours of learning that little tidbit, she’d stocked up on cinnamon-scented soap, shampoo and conditioner.

“Stop enjoying the view and come eat,” he said through clenched teeth.

He’d closed the blinds over the only window and flipped on the overhead light. Natural sunlight complemented her skin the best, but— Oh, who was she kidding, acting all modest? Any light complemented her skin.

“Kaia. Come. Eat. Now.”

Gods, she adored that authoritative tone. She shouldn’t. She should hate it—barbarians weren’t supposed to be attractive to modern women—but still, she shivered. “Make me.” Please.

Finally his gaze skidded over to her. He was on his feet a second later, his chair sliding behind him. His mouth floundered open and closed, and his pupils dilated. He licked his lips. He reached out to grip the edge of the table, his nostrils flaring as he fought to breathe. “You… Your… Shit!”

Every pulse point hammering, she twirled. She knew what he saw—rainbow shards dancing hypnotically over every inch of visible flesh, the blush of health and vitality…the promise of seduction. “You like?”

As if in a trance, he moved around the table and stepped toward her. Closed the distance…stopped just before he reached her and cursed.

I’ll have a review for that in a few days so be looking for it.  In the mean time, check out the follow titles from Carly Phillips.

The publisher has re-released Carly’s first three titles in E-book format: Solitary Man, The Right Choice, and Perfect Partner.

Carly’s fist novels—beginning with Solitary Man—were written under Phillips’ real name (Karen Drogin) and they are, in her words, much deeper emotionally than her later writings. These books are special to us, and form the foundations of Karen’s/Carly’s wonderful career.

And please do visit Carly’s website for more info on her (http://www.carlyphillips.com/) and/or the her other titles . (http://www.carlyphillips.com/bookshelf/ebooks/)

AUTHOR: http://www.carlyphillips.com/bookshelf/ebooks/

All I can say is that these Chase brothers are a yummy bunch.

I think Kyle was my favorite Chase brother (this is his story).

Enjoy! and Let me know what you thought about the book.Click on the cover to get the free Kindle version.

Got a Nook? You can get this book for free here

I have to say I was very pleasantly surprised that it only took me a few hours to read & I enjoyed every minute of it.

The characters were likable & who doesn’t love an Immortal male? hmmm?  I’m very much  looking forward to the next installment of the Immortal Guardians series but can I just say that I HATE having to wait what seems like forever for the “next book”. Let the pouting ensue!

Anyway, I went over to the author’s website, www.DianneDuvall.com and found out she was running a contest…and who doesn’t like free stuff?

The prize is a Kindle and I’m entering. And telling you to Go. Buy. This.  Book. it really is that good!

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When U.S. Navy SEAL Sam Starrett travels to Florida to try to convince his estranged wife, Mary Lou, to sign their divorce papers, he finds the body of a murdered woman in the house where Mary Lou and their baby, Haley, now live. FBI agent Alyssa Locke is put in charge of the investigation, but her brief yet memorable prior relationship with Sam creates an almost untenable working situation. When a possible tie between Mary Lou and terrorists responsible for an earlier attempt to kill the president in San Diego arises, the case becomes even more complicated. In her latest installment in the Troubleshooter series about the Navy SEALs of Team 16, New York Times best-selling and RITA Award-winning Brockmann finally brings Alyssa and Sam together, two tough, smart, stubborn, and surprisingly complex people whose professional and romantic clashes provide plenty of simmering sexual chemistry. In this exceptionally suspenseful tale, Brockmann’s sleek combination of taut plotting, superb characterization, and sizzlingly sexy, emotionally intense romance is absolutely addictive. John Charles
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A terrorist plot to assassinate the president on U.S. soil transforms what could have been another humorous, larger-than-life Navy SEAL romance from Brockmann (Out of Control, etc.) into a sobering story that will strike a patriotic chord with readers. Brash, 30-something White House PR assistant Joan DaCosta and shy, super-polite 25-year-old Navy SEAL Mike Muldoon are an unlikely couple, but the two quickly connect when Joan is sent to scope out the naval base in Coronado, Calif., for a presidential visit. Though their attraction is immediate, Joan can’t bring herself to get over their age difference and the fact that they live on opposite sides of the nation. Intertwined with their off-and-on romance are the recollections of Joan’s grandparents (one a WWII veteran and the other a WWII widow); details of a terrorist plot to sneak machine guns onto the base; and a side story involving SEAL wife Mary Lou Starret’s friendship with a man of Arab descent. As always, Brockmann’s snappy dialogue infuses each encounter with wit and vigor, but what really stands out is her sympathetic portrayal of Mary Lou, arguably one of her least likable recurring characters. Although it will take readers a while to warm up to Mary Lou, as well as to Joan and Mike, who are less dynamic than the protagonists from Brockmann’s earlier books, this is a worthy addition to the author’s SEAL saga.
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