The night Luke Rosen met Scarlett Marks was the only time he’s regretted becoming chief of police. One horrific night of blood and death, and now she’s living under his roof–all because he swore an oath to serve and protect. Scarlett is stubborn and infuriating. She has no respect for the order in his structured life, and she never does anything she’s told. Worse, she doesn’t seem to care that the information she has on a motorcycle gang means she might end up dead. But her unwavering strength, her courage and tenacity and beauty, makes it impossible for him to abandon her. If Luke is going to keep her safe, he’ll have to make the hardest decision of his life. He can either honor his values as a cop, knowing Scarlett is unlikely to survive . . . or he can break all the rules and protect the woman who’s invaded his home and his heart.
I have loved every book in the Tin Gypsy series by Devney Perry, and I thought that I’d found my favorite in STONE PRINCESS. But when I say that NOBLE PRINCE moved to the top of the list, you have to know that it’s because, not only does Devney’s writing get better with each and every book (and it was wonderful to begin with), this book about an unlikely couple stole my heart from the very first chapter.
When Luke Rosen was first introduced in STONE PRINCESS, it was apparent that this man was going to be a heart stealer. Strong, steady, dependable, none of those adjectives necessarily point to the guy that’s going to be the one, but he is, and he is exactly what Scarlett Marks needs in her life. And this slow burning love story with plenty of passion, suspense, and action was just want I needed on my TBR, because I couldn’t put it down, and I can’t stop thinking about it.
Devney has quickly become one of my go-to authors, because she moves seamlessly between series (I mean, really, there’s prolific, and then there’s next level), doesn’t miss a beat, and continues to deliver stories and characters that find that place in my heart set aside for the memories that I’ll visit often.
The Tin Gypsy series has been so great up to this point that I can only imagine the magic that Devney is going to unleash with the last two books in the series. I am here, and I am ready. If you haven’t read this series, you are missing out. Go, now, get them, and thank me later. ❤️
Meet Devney
Devney is a USA Today bestselling author who lives in Washington with her husband and two sons. Born and raised in Montana, she loves writing books set in her treasured home state. After working in the technology industry for nearly a decade, she abandoned conference calls and project schedules to enjoy a slower pace at home with her family. Writing one book, let alone many, was not something she ever expected to do. But now that she’s discovered her true passion for writing romance, she has no plans to ever stop.
“No one writes with the heat and heart of Kristen Proby!” -—Sylvia Day, #1 New York Times bestselling author
Shine with Me, a sizzling new 1001 Dark Nights novella in the With Me In Seattle series by New York Times bestselling author Kristen Proby is available now!
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kristen Proby comes a new story in her With Me In Seattle series…
Sabrina Harrison hates being famous. She walked away from show business, from the flashing bulbs and prying eyes years ago, and is happy in her rural Oregon home, dedicating her life to her non-profit.
Until Hollywood calls, offering her the role of a lifetime. In more than ten years, she’s never felt the pull to return to the business that shunned her, but this role is everything Sabrina’s ever longed for.
Now she has to get in shape for it.
Benjamin Demarco’s gym, Sound Fitness, continues making a name for itself in Seattle. And now, he finds himself with the task of training Sabrina, getting her in shape for the role of her life. He’s trained hundreds of women. This is his job. So why does he suddenly see Sabrina as more than just another client? His hands linger on her skin, his breath catches when she’s near.
He knows better. Soon, she’ll be gone, living her life. A life that doesn’t include him.
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Kristen was born and raised in a small resort town in her beloved Montana. In her mid-twenties, she decided to stretch her wings and move to the Pacific Northwest, where she made her home for more than a dozen years. During that time, Kristen wrote many romance novels and joined organizations such as RWA and other small writing groups. She spent countless hours in workshops, and more mornings than she can count up before the dawn so she could write before going to work. She submitted many manuscripts to agents and editors alike, but was always told no. In the summer of 2012, the self-publishing scene was new and thriving, and Kristen had one goal: to publish just one book. It was something she longed to cross off of her bucket list. Not only did she publish one book, she’s since published close to thirty titles, many of which have hit the USA Today, New York Times and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists. She continues to self publish, best known for her With Me In Seattle and Boudreaux series, and is also proud to work with William Morrow, a division of HarperCollins, with the Fusion Series. Kristen and her husband, John, make their home in her hometown of Whitefish, Montana with their two pugs and two cats.
Wild Child, an all-new must-read romance that with off the walls chemistry and heart from #1 New York Times bestselling author Audrey Carlan is available now!
Twice my life changed in a single day.
The first was when I lost my parents. Hand in hand I walked with my big sister up the steps of Kerrighan House, a foster home for girls. We were lucky to be met with open arms and a house filled with children just like us. Children who’d lost everything. From that day forward, we were raised as one big family. Our bonds of sisterhood were strengthened through shared experience, pain, sacrifice, and love. Sisters not by blood, but by choice.
Soul sisters.
The second day my life changed was on the worst day of my adult life. My boyfriend broke up with me via text. My sleazy boss hit on me, forcing me to quit a job I desperately needed. And the cherry on top, was getting pulled over by an FBI Agent. Little did I know, he’d also save my life that night.
From the moment we met, Agent Fontaine wouldn’t dare let me out of his sight. And between his alpha ways, kind brown eyes, and heroism, I was lost to the man who hid behind his job. But this agent had a rule: never fall for a woman you’ve saved.
Yet I wasn’t just any woman. I was known among my sisters for taking risks and dreaming big. I was the wild child of the group. We were raised to appreciate every day as the gift it was, and not let anything stand in our way. The more I got to know the brooding, serious FBI man, the more I realized maybe it was my duty to save him.
“Are you arresting me?” A deluge of tears fell down my cheeks as my chest constricted and my stomach plummeted.
“Ma’am just follow me. Closer.” He waved his non-gun-toting hand as he walked backward.
“I don’t understand. This is so crazy. I didn’t do anything wrong. I swear! It’s my car and I don’t have drugs. You can check it.”
“And I will, when you’re safely sitting in my car.”
“Oh my God! You’re arresting me!”
That’s when I lost it.
I punched my hands into my hair, tugging on the long, beachy golden waves until they were hanging off my now heated neck.
“This is unbelievable! The absolute worst day of my entire life. And my parents died in a fire! At the same time! And I had to go to foster care with my sister. And this day, oh my God. Sonia! My sister…no, Officer, you cannot arrest me. You do not understand what this will do to my sister. She’s the…”
“Ma’am! Get over here now!” The officer grated through a super scary rumble pushing me into immediate action.
When I got closer, he latched onto my wrist and tugged me close to his body. My chest slammed against his and I placed my hands to his muscular biceps. I stared up into the darkest set of eyes I’d ever seen. Like a black cup of coffee, yet with little golden-brown flecks at the center. His skin was an olive tone, his jaw cut square, framed by cheekbones that were sharp slashes as though chiseled into fine marble. He had dark brown hair that was longer on top and shorter at the sides. If I had to guess, I’d put him in the dark Italian stallion category or Greek god.
He was beautiful.
One of his hands moved to my waist where he squeezed, and he dipped his head so close to my ear I could feel his warm breath against my cheek. “We received a report that someone crawled into the back of a blonde woman’s red old-model four-door Honda Civic at a gas station. First two letters of the license plate are A2.”
“W-what?”
“I need to check your car. Fast. If it’s not you, another woman could get hurt.”
“Oh my god! I did get gas.” I held onto his biceps so hard I may have left nail imprints.
“It’s okay, you’re safe now,” he murmured, and I closed my eyes, taking in his woodsy and fresh linens scent. It helped calm me instantly.
Until we both heard the familiar metal creaking sound against the quiet of the cool night.
I whirled around and saw a thin, tall man standing next to my car, a full ski mask covering most of his face aside from cutouts around the eyes and mouth.
Before I could do or say anything, I was grabbed around the waist and spun behind the cop as the guy in a mask lifted his arm, pointed a gun, and fired off two shots.
Tracey’s Review
I’m not typically a cover person in that I hardly ever choose my reads based on what’s on the front of a book. Something, though, about the cover for WILD CHILD by Audrey Carlan just called to me, and I found myself signing up to read a book that I thought might not actually resonate with me. I’m happy to say that this is not the case.
From the cover and the description of the book, I thought that Simone might be too young, too flighty, too, well, too flaky, frankly, to keep my interest. As a woman of a certain age, the New Adult sub-genre doesn’t always work for me. But what I found was a smart, quirky, wide open young woman, one that is pretty near impossible to dislike. What you see is what you get with Simone, which is true of the whole gaggle of sisters that Mama Kerri raised. She speaks her mind, she goes after what she wants, she just generally embraces life, with all of its ups and downs, with arms wide open. I am convinced that FBI Agent Jonah Fontaine had absolutely no clue what he was in for when he and Simone met. And, try as he might, there’s just no resisting her, because the chemistry here is blazing.
Laughter, heartbreak, suspense, passion, and an abundance of love make up the landscape of WILD CHILD. These characters have by no means had an easy time of things, and there is plenty of action keeping things bumping right along, and all of this together make this one book that I’m really glad that I took a chance on. Audrey Carlan has done such a great job with this book that I can’t wait for the rest of the sisters (did I mention that there are lots of them?) to get their stories, too. Grab this one and enjoy. ❤️
Meet Audrey Carlan Audrey Carlan is a #1 New York Times and International bestselling author. Her titles have appeared on USA Today and the Wall Street Journal. Audrey writes wicked hot love stories that have been translated in over thirty different languages across the globe. She is best known for the world-wide bestselling series Calendar Girl and Trinity. She lives in the California Valley where she enjoys her two children and the love of her life. When she’s not writing, you can find her teaching yoga, sipping wine with her “soul sisters,” or with her nose stuck in a steamy romance novel.
Wild Child, an all-new sizzling and captivating romance from #1 New York Times bestselling author Audrey Carlan is available now!
The first was when I lost my parents. Hand in hand I walked with my big sister up the steps of Kerrighan House, a foster home for girls. We were lucky to be met with open arms and a house filled with children just like us. Children who’d lost everything. From that day forward, we were raised as one big family. Our bonds of sisterhood were strengthened through shared experience, pain, sacrifice, and love. Sisters not by blood, but by choice.
Soul sisters.
The second day my life changed was on the worst day of my adult life. My boyfriend broke up with me via text. My sleazy boss hit on me, forcing me to quit a job I desperately needed. And the cherry on top, was getting pulled over by an FBI Agent. Little did I know, he’d also save my life that night.
From the moment we met, Agent Fontaine wouldn’t dare let me out of his sight. And between his alpha ways, kind brown eyes, and heroism, I was lost to the man who hid behind his job. But this agent had a rule: never fall for a woman you’ve saved.
Yet I wasn’t just any woman. I was known among my sisters for taking risks and dreaming big. I was the wild child of the group. We were raised to appreciate every day as the gift it was, and not let anything stand in our way. The more I got to know the brooding, serious FBI man, the more I realized maybe it was my duty to save him.
Audrey Carlan is a #1 New York Times and International bestselling author. Her titles have appeared on USA Today and the Wall Street Journal. Audrey writes wicked hot love stories that have been translated in over thirty different languages across the globe. She is best known for the world-wide bestselling series Calendar Girl and Trinity. She lives in the California Valley where she enjoys her two children and the love of her life. When she’s not writing, you can find her teaching yoga, sipping wine with her “soul sisters,” or with her nose stuck in a steamy romance novel.
“Nobody writes inked-up, sexy-as-sin rockers like Kylie Scott!!” –Emma Chase, New York Times bestselling author
Love Song, an all-new 1001 Dark Nights novella from the sexy as sin Stage Dive series by New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott is available now!
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kylie Scott comes a new story in her Stage Dive series…
There’s always the one that got away. Or kicked you out…
The new darling of rock n’ roll, Adam Dillon, is ready to show his ex-girlfriend, Jill Schwartz, what a mistake she made kicking him to the curb. So maybe he wasn’t the best of boyfriends. Writing great songs and climbing to the top of the charts isn’t easy. Only problem is, he’s fast finding out that success isn’t everything.
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“No,” said the bodyguard. “But—” “Miss, do you have any idea how many people try to get backstage by claiming they have some sort of relationship with Mr. Dillon?” Face a careful blank, the man in the slick black suit stared down at me. He had a point. I’d pushed through a crush of fans, getting my toes stomped on several times, along with taking an elbow to the kidney, just to talk to this guy. God only knew what it took to get near the star of the show. “I’d imagine a lot,” I yelled back at him. Necessary given the volume of the music filling the space. “The difference here is I’m not lying.” “But since everyone says that, you can see from my perspective how that’s not actually a point of difference.” Adam Dillon, rock star extraordinaire, gyrated his slim denim-clad hips like an Alt-Rock Elvis on the nearby stage. He pouted and crooned about the woman who’d done him wrong. Me. That’s right, I was the big bad ex who’d broken him and woke him to the dangers of love. Or so the song said. The song lied and then some. According to the lyrics he was currently wailing, I’d ground his heart beneath my five-inch heels before blowing him a kiss goodbye. From memory, there’d been a lot of shouting, but no blowing of kisses. And having just kicked off the flats I wore for work, I’d been barefoot, my legs and back aching. No way had I been strutting around in stilettos. Home from a hard day at the hair salon, I’d returned to find Adam on the couch. The same place he’d been when I’d left for work approximately eleven hours earlier. The same place he’d been for what felt like months as I worked my ass off to pay the rent. That’s when all hell broke loose. However, it wasn’t the only issue that had caused our relationship to bomb. Nothing’s ever simple. But back to the here and now. I grabbed the slip of paper out of my front pocket, holding it up for his perusal. “My name is Jill Schwartz. How many of those people claiming to know him have one of these?” His eyes widened as he scanned the name on the check, before widening again at the amount. And fair enough too. I’d had a mild panic attack myself when it had first arrived. When Adam decided to make a statement, he didn’t bother with subtle. If only I could figure out what it all meant. If it meant anything at all, of course. And that question was what had brought me here tonight.
Tracey’s Review
Nothing says ‘I love you’ like writing an entire album dedicated to what a heartbreaker your ex is, and romance is most definitely not on Jill Schwartz’s mind once she decides to confront her former boyfriend and current superstar, Adam Dillon. Jill has plenty to say to Adam, and it’s not a rave review of the music that has made him famous while painting a less than stellar picture of her and their relationship. But when Jill finally gets face time with Adam, he’s not the same guy that she so famously kicked out her life.
There’s something to be said for the whole ‘he said, she said,’ Mars/Venus thing, at least to Adam’s way of thinking. The life that he’s living is drastically different than the one he shared with Jill, and so is he. How does he show her that he’s a different guy now, and that the miscommunication and immaturity are a thing of the past? Some super-steamy sexy time and one love song later, and Jill can finally see Adam in a new light, which is just what the Love Doctor ordered.
Believe it or not, although I’ve long heard about the awesome books in the Stage Dive series by Kylie Scott, I am a newbie to the guys and the women who love them. Why would I pick up LOVE SONG, with that being the case? First, it’s from 1001 Dark Nights, and, two, it just sounded like something that was right up my alley. I’m happy to say that it does not disappoint, and now that I’ve entered the world of Stage Dive, I have a lot of catching up to do. LOVE SONG itself is humorous, sweet, sexy, and the perfect tidbit for fans of this series, I would expect. Dive in and enjoy. ❤️
About Kylie Scott
Kylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013, 2014 & 2018, by the Australian Romance Writer’s Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.
From New York Times Bestselling Author, Kristen Proby, comes Spells, the next installment in her gripping Bayou Magic series…
As a powerful hedgewitch and psychic, there isn’t much I can’t work to my advantage and finesse with a spell. Love, fortune, and even the perfect cup of coffee are all possible with the snap of my fingers.
But some things are utterly beyond my control.
Like the powerful and broody warlock who’s been a part of my life for as long as I can remember–and even the lifetimes I often can’t. Things almost as dangerous as Lucien Bergeron’s hold on me and the breathtaking smiles only I get to see.
Or the evil still stalking the streets of New Orleans that beckons to me to see. To feel. To die.
With everything riding on a razors-edge, and things that have been portended coming to fruition, threatening both me and those I love, I’m not sure if I’m strong enough to resist my fate. Or his charm.
If I work with Lucien, it could mean the end for both of us.
If I don’t, those I love most will pay.
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Kristen Proby proved in SHADOWS (Bayou Magic, #1) that she can more than handle herself with the genre jump from contemporary romance to paranormal. SPELLS once again shows her ability to bring in the creep factor, while losing none of the romance, writing a book that is the perfect next step in this series.
The Landry sisters of New Orleans have known that they have “gifts” for as long as they can remember, but only Millie has embraced hers wholeheartedly. A hedgewitch who is happiest mixing up concoctions in her shop and hanging out with her sisters, Millie is an unabashed practitioner of the craft, having spent most of her life learning about her abilities and how to use them.
Lucien and Millie have known each other for a long time…a very, very long time, and even though she takes her time admitting it, some things, like a love that spans the ages, are meant to be. Once Millie lets down her guard and lets Lucien in, the knowledge that they are truly a power couple becomes clear, and they will need each other, plus the power of those closest to them, to bring down an evil that they believed they’d already defeated.
There are plenty of twists and turns, grisly bits, and lovely ones, too, and all are blended perfectly into a story that had me on the edge of my seat. The best part is that there is more to come for the sisters and the men that love them, although I’m a little bit grumbly that it’ll take a year to get there. In the meantime, SPELLS is the perfect spooky read, so lock the doors, turn on some lights, and enjoy. 🎃
Meet Kristen
Kristen Proby has published more than forty titles, many of which have hit the USA Today, New York Times and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists. She continues to self publish, best known for her With Me In Seattle and Boudreaux series, and is also proud to work with William Morrow, a division of HarperCollins, with the Fusion and Romancing Manhattan Series.
Kristen and her husband, John, make their home in her hometown of Whitefish, Montana with their two cats.
Runaway Fate, the all first in the new highly entertaining and not-to-be-missed women’s fiction paranormal series, Moonstone Cove from USA Today bestselling author Elizabeth Hunter is available now!
Katherine wasn’t looking for anything extraordinary in her life. She had a job she loved, a husband she adored, and a home in the beautiful seaside town of Moonstone Cove.
Okay yes, she worked too much and had fallen out of touch with all her friends, but that happened to everyone, right? And sure, she was feeling a little creaky in the mornings and couldn’t drink coffee after noon, but that was just life in middle age.
Four minutes was all it took for fate to run away with anything that resembled normal.
Now Katherine is trying to place mysterious psychic visions into her previously ordered life. She’s playing referee between a displaced Southern mama and a sarcastic mechanic with a chip on her shoulder. And her quiet life has been upended by a mysterious rash of violent acts by students at her school.
Thankfully, her new friends have powers of their own, and together they just might discover who or what has it in for the quiet citizens of Moonstone Cove.
Runaway Fate is the first book in the hot new Paranormal Women’s Fiction series, Moonstone Cove by USA Today bestselling author, Elizabeth Hunter. It’s fiction for lovers of magic, mayhem, and a solid afternoon nap (when they can squeeze one in.)
“You’re smarter than about ninety-nine percent of the population, aren’t you?”
Katherine nodded. “That would be fairly accurate. I also went to college early, so normal socialization was stunted. Most of the girls in my college classes didn’t want to spend time with a fifteen-year-old, and I can’t really blame them.”
“Fifteen? That’s brutal.”
Katherine shrugged. “I didn’t get along with anyone in my high school either. At least they mostly left me alone in college.” High school? Not as much.
“I guess,” Toni said. “Megan has you figured out. She doesn’t think you’re patronizing.”
Katherine felt an immediate warmth. “I don’t know why the two of you didn’t get along, but she’s very nice. She’s an honest person. I appreciate that.”
“She has like, zero filter.”
“Yes. I find it to be a huge relief.”
“You can’t just say everything that comes to your mind.”
Katherine frowned and examined Toni’s assertion more closely. “But you can. You might offend people, but you can actually say everything that comes to mind.”
Toni shook her head. “Not if you want to remain living in my family.”
“Good to know.” Katherine made a mental note to avoid Toni’s family. “Megan has an excellent mind and she sees things in interesting ways. I like her perspective, and she’s decided that she and I are going to be friends. We’re having wine on Wednesday.”
“Wine Wednesday? Is this like Taco Tuesday?”
“Maybe? It happens on my deck and we just started so I don’t really know all the rules. Just that there’s wine on Wednesday and we’re having it at my house because I have a great deck and an ocean view.”
Toni made a face. “Careful, you have her over for too much Wednesday wine, you might not be able to get rid of her.”
It bothered Katherine that Toni had such a negative reaction to Megan. She didn’t understand the root of it, but she would find out.
“You probably have lots of friends,” Katherine said. “You grew up here. You have a big family. Megan and I don’t.”
“Her? She’s like Malibu Barbie with a Southern accent. The chicks who drive their Mercedes SUVs into my garage probably fell all over her when she moved here.”
Katherine enjoyed the way that Toni painted mental pictures. It made understanding her intentions much easier. “You might think that, but I don’t think it’s true. She said she finds people here very cold. I think she’s had a hard time making friends.”
“Huh.” Toni’s eyebrows rose. “Well, maybe I’ll join you for Wine Wednesday then.”
“So you’re admitting that the three of us are all exhibiting para-psychological phenomena and we have something in common?”
“Para-psychological—?”
“Psychic stuff.” Better to stick with layman’s terms. “We’re all doing psychic stuff now.”
“Yes. Fine.” She rolled her eyes again. “Whatever. We’re doing psychic stuff and I don’t understand it, but I’d like to figure out what to do with it. Can I come on Wednesday or what?”
Katherine smiled. “Of course.”
* * *
Katherine didn’t warn Megan that Toni was coming, so two days later when the silver-grey vintage Mustang convertible parked in front of Katherine’s house on North Beach Drive, Megan’s eyes went wide.
Toni stepped out of the car holding a bottle of wine and wearing a grim expression, dark blue jeans, and a mustard yellow t-shirt with “Shift Happens” written on the front.
Megan stood and pointed at her. “I knew it!” She set down her wine glass. “I knew you knew it wasn’t just in our heads!”
Toni looked around and waved her hand in a ‘sit down’ motion. “Just chill, okay? I went in to see the professor—see Katherine—yesterday.” She glared at Katherine. “I thought she was going to tell you.”
Katherine sipped her wine. “Oh no, I was far too interested in observing this interaction.”
Megan was all smiles, her previous irritation with Toni seeming to melt away at the woman’s willing appearance on Katherine’s deck. “See? Three of us now. There’s something special about three.”
“Don’t get excited, Atlanta.” Toni set down the bottle of red. “This is from my cousin’s winery, but I didn’t just bring it because I got it for free. It’s actually good.”
“Your cousin has a winery?” Megan’s eyes lit up. “That’s so cool.”
“If you can think of a job on the Central Coast, from wine maker to electrician to marine biologist, I can almost promise I have a cousin doing it.”
“Big family?”
“I have forty-two first cousins,” Toni said. “And almost all of them have reproduced, so you can imagine.”
“So now that we’re all speaking to each other,” Katherine said, “what do you think happened two weeks ago? And what do you think we should do about all this… psychic stuff?”
“I don’t have an answers for the first question,” Megan said. “But check this out.” She reached out her hand and her wine glass scooted an inch to the left. “It’s getting stronger.”
“Oh yeah.” Toni reached into her pocket and brought out a corkscrew. “I’m definitely going to need alcohol for this conversation.”
About Elizabeth
ELIZABETH HUNTER is a USA Today and international best-selling author of romance, contemporary fantasy, and paranormal mystery. Based in Central California, she travels extensively to write fantasy fiction exploring world mythologies, history, and the universal bonds of love, friendship, and family. She has published over thirty works of fiction and sold over a million books worldwide. She is the author of Love Stories on 7th and Main, the Elemental Legacy series, the Irin Chronicles, the Cambio Springs Mysteries, and other works of fiction.
There’s always the one that got away. Or kicked you out…
Love Song, an all-new 1001 Dark Nights novella from the irresistible Stage Dive series by New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott is available now!
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kylie Scott comes a new story in her Stage Dive series…
There’s always the one that got away. Or kicked you out…
The new darling of rock n’ roll, Adam Dillon, is ready to show his ex-girlfriend, Jill Schwartz, what a mistake she made kicking him to the curb. So maybe he wasn’t the best of boyfriends. Writing great songs and climbing to the top of the charts isn’t easy. Only problem is, he’s fast finding out that success isn’t everything.
**Every 1001 Dark Nights novella is a standalone story. For new readers, it’s an introduction to an author’s world. And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the author’s series. We hope you’ll enjoy each one as much as we do.**
Kylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013, 2014 & 2018, by the Australian Romance Writer’s Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.
I have one job. Protect the team by keeping Interpol Agent, Nyla Kincaid, off our backs and out of our hair by any means necessary. In the chess game of revenge, the queen reigns supreme. And unfortunately for me, she’s ready to topple the king.
She knows what we did. What we stole. Who we burned. And she won’t stop until she unearths all of our secrets.
I might be a member of the Elite, but I’m done being a gentleman. If Nyla won’t stop, she’ll force me to play my hand.
I’m just as ruthless as she is, but unlike her, I don’t believe in rules.
My name is East Hale, and these are my confessions.
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Yes, I did. And the problem’s name was Nyla Kincade. Bringing her shawl up to my nose, I took a quick whiff and that heady combination of need and irritation lingered in my blood, sending me to the edge of desire. I watched her. I had never trained the camera on her bedroom, never looked in there, but the sight from her living room was what I focused on. And that was somehow more intimate. I watched her as she cooked and then plopped on her couch to watch TV. My favorite was her in her unicorn fitted pajamas. But that night, she wasn’t wearing her unicorn fitted pajamas. She strolled out of her bedroom in the tiniest pair of shorts I’d ever seen.
What I wanted to do was pick her up and put her over my knee, but a phone call would have to do.
Her words were quiet as she answered. “Hello?”
“Agent Kincade. You’ve been very naughty.”
Instead of hanging up on me, which she probably should have, she sighed. “East Hale. To what do I owe this very late phone call? Did you mistake my phone number for a phone sex line?”
“I can get women to talk dirty to me any time I like.”
Her chuckle was low. “I’ll bet you can.”
“For such a naughty little thing, I’d have thought you’d be more contrite.”
She strolled past her windows, hips sashaying as she went. All the blood in my rational brain rushed to my dick. “You are going to have to be more specific. This has been that kind of day. Did I scratch your precious car? Perhaps I made your day more difficult. And if you are going to tear me a new one, I would advise you maybe take a number. The line for that can get quite long, you see.”
I frowned at that. She’d had a hard day?
Not that it matters to you in the least.
Nope, it didn’t matter. But still, I didn’t want to make her day worse.
“I’m sorry you’ve had a shitty day. I have an idea or two of things that might cheer you up.”
Her chuckle was soft. Lilting. “Oh, I’m sure you do. But alas, that’s not going to happen. I don’t kiss arrogant men.”
“Now, don’t add lying to your day’s transgressions.”
“What is it you want, Mr. Hale?”
“Well, Agent Kincade, I would like your assistance. It seems that someone has bugged me.”
There was a beat of silence. “That’s probably something you should take to the police.”
“Aren’t you the police?”
“I’m Interpol; my cases are different. If you like I can provide you with the number—”
“That won’t be necessary. But thank you for being so helpful. I think I’ll speak to your section chief again. I met him once. He seems like a reasonable sort.”
More silence.
That was okay, she knew I had her. If she wanted to play cat and mouse, I wanted her to be very clear on who was the predator and who was the prey. “I have to say, I’m impressed. It was at the hospital gala, right? When I was so busy falling into your eyes and you were flirting with me.”
That earned me a scoff. “Please, when I flirt, you’ll know.”
A smile teased my lips. The more she defied me and fought back, the harder I became. “I know Interpol plays by a different set of rules, but you ought to play by the rules of the country you are stationed in, and illegal bugging is a big no-no.”
“Good thing I would never do such a thing. I’m a good little agent.”
Fuck, I was so hard.
As if she could read the direction of my thoughts, she perked up. “Also, Mr. Hale, dare I ask, how have you gotten hold of my phone number?”
“Ingenuity.”
“Right. Ingenuity.”
“I decided to call you to tell you that whatever you think you’re doing, you’re in way over your head. You need to back off.”
“That’s the thing, Mr. Hale. I have a tendency not to give up on anything. I mean, of course, that’s if I was interested in you. Which I’m not.”
I chuckled then even as I rubbed the soft silk of her shawl and inhaled. “You are intriguing, Agent Kincade. So let me help you out. Why don’t you tell me what it is you want from me, and I’ll tell you if I can give it to you or not.”
She’d disappeared from my camera feed, and I could hear rustling, as if she was moving around in her bed. “Mr. Hale, I promise that you don’t have anything I want.”
“Are you sure about that? I think you’re intrigued by me. I think you can feel the hum between us. I think that after that kiss, you could still taste me. Hell, I would wager you can still taste me right now. You know that low pulsing between your thighs? The one that you’ve been trying to ignore? The one that you’ve been telling yourself isn’t good for you? That’s because of me. I make you feel that way. And it really, really is a shame that you thought you could get away with bugging me. Because I’ve made a decision, and I don’t intend to be fair.” I rubbed the silk of her shawl with my fingers again, the faint hint of honeysuckle making me ache.
“First of all, Mr. Hale, I want to remind you that you’re talking to an Interpol agent. Second of all, I’m not afraid of you. I have dealt with bigger and badder men. And I put them in jail too. You poke at me, and I’ll poke at you.”
“Oooh, kinky. Should I remind you that you fired the first shot?”
There was another beat of silence. “You can’t prove that I bugged you, so it’s a stalemate.”
“That’s the best part. I don’t need proof. You’re the one who’s afflicted with that burn, not me. So since it’s open season, I should probably mention to you that I really, really like the shorts you’re wearing.”
There was a hitch in her breath, and I could hear her swallow. “What?”
“They’re cute. And also, you should probably close the blinds of your flat. A T-shirt that says, ‘Woke up fine as hell’ and boy shorts? While I appreciate the view, I will say, so does half of London.”
She came back into the living room and whipped around, searching for me somewhere on the street. “You arsehole.”
“If you say so.”
“You want my address? I can give it to you. Come find me anytime.”
I liked her. She was fire and spunk, and just a bit shy of crazy. And I wanted her. And that was a real big fucking problem.
The real question was, what was I going to do about her attempt to tap us? Because if she tapped my fucking wallet and I hadn’t been paying attention, what else had she gotten her hands on? “Sleep tight, Agent Kincade. We’ll be speaking again soon.”
The London Lords are back, and I am one happy reader. Yep, Nana Malone’s got more up her sleeve, and I could not be more excited to be hanging out with East Hale and the boys again.
This book, and the books in the See No Evil trilogy before it, are some of my favorites lately. Really smart, really techie guy, a heroine that has something to prove and isn’t afraid to do whatever it takes, a great cast of supporting characters, and off-the-charts chemistry. ALL of the yeses to this, and, please, may I have some more…
And, speaking of more, do I care that Nana is throwing out cliffies like it’s her job? No, I do NOT, because there’s that more…more action, more intrigue, more heat, more East…I am totally here for all of it. This is the kind of read that I’m looking for, and Nana has nailed it. If this sounds like your cup of tea (and, seriously, it SHOULD be!), grab EAST END. You’ll love it. And if you haven’t read the See No Evil books, you can’t go wrong by reading them, too. Go on, get them all, and enjoy. ❤️
USA Today Bestseller, Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she “borrowed” from her cousin.
It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since. With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.
While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, in the meantime Nana works out her drama, passion, and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.
From New York Times bestselling authors Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward comes a love story about taking chances and the surprises that come with them.
My love story all started with a letter.
Only it wasn’t from the man I’d eventually fall in love with. It was from his daughter. A sweet little girl named Birdie Maxwell who’d written to the magazine that I worked for.
You see, once a year my employer fulfilled a few wishes for readers. Only that column didn’t start up again for months.
So I fulfilled some of her wishes myself. It was harmless…so I thought. Until one day I took things too far.
While anonymously granting yet another of Birdie’s wishes, I got a look at her father. Her devastatingly handsome, single dad father.
I should have stopped playing fairy godmother then. I should have left well enough alone. But I just couldn’t help myself. I had a connection to this girl. One that had me acting irrationally.
Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles have appeared in over a hundred Bestseller lists and are currently translated in twenty-five languages. She resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author of contemporary romance.
She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor. Penelope resides in Rhode Island with her husband, son, and beautiful daughter with autism.
With over two million books sold, she is a 21-time New York Times bestseller and the author of over twenty novels. Her books have been translated into over a dozen languages and can be found in bookstores around the world.
