She was magnificent with her long, dark blond hair falling to her waist. She had several smaller braids in front, but the bulk of it was free of confinement. Her eyes were the dark blue of the water on a stormy day. Her lips were full, nose narrow, and cheekbones high. Her chin was tilted up.
His heart stuttered, and he blinked, unable to believe what he was seeing — it was the face that filled his dreams.
His heart stuttered, and he blinked, unable to believe what he was seeing — it was the face that filled his dreams.
Bjorn Cursed by N.J. Walters
Standalone - Forgotten Brotherhood #4
Release - January 16, 2021
Genre - Paranormal Romance
Dual POV - 3rd person
Heat Level - 4 out of 5/a few descriptive scenes
Format/Source - Kindle purchase
Length - 270 pages
Publisher - Entangled: Amara
Lucifer is up to his old tricks, causing problems for the Forgotten Brotherhood. This time, he’s had a woman removed from the Norse afterlife and placed her right in the path of Bjorn Knutson. After the slaughter of his wife and family centuries ago, tortured and broken, Bjorn was cursed as the first Norse werewolf. Now he’s been tasked by Odin himself with killing the woman who escaped. Failure is not an option.
Before he can track her, he stumbles across a woman being accosted by three men in the middle of the night. Even though she’s human, he intervenes and is shocked to recognize the face of the one woman he could never kill — his wife Anja.
She’s also the one he’s hunting…and if he doesn’t kill her then both their lives are at stake.
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As Odin's creation, when called upon, Bjorn must answer and obey. So when he's told that a soul has escaped the afterlife and returned to Earth, that he's being tasked with finding and killing her, he thinks nothing of it. However, when he finally comes face-to-face with his target... he sees the face of his beloved wife. He quickly realizes that he's willing to defy the gods to keep her safe.
This story was exactly what I needed. Bjorn got the best kind of ending, one I couldn't even imagine. Without giving anything away, he got his answers, he and Anja were reunited, the gods and Lucifer were as ridiculous as ever, and The Forgotten Brotherhood have never been stronger. They're even two members richer! I love this team so much and I'm hoping that this isn't the last that I'll see of them.
I need books for Sven and Death! Seriously, doesn't Death give you goosebumps in the best of ways? And Sven... he has to learn to live again. He has to find a way to make real connections, especially with his parents. Maybe he'll officially join The Brotherhood. Find love. I'm not asking for too much. I sense a beautiful story there.
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“Bjorn—”
“Can we discuss this later? We have company.”
He’d always had a sixth sense about such things. It was one of the reasons he’d been such a fierce warrior. “Where?”
“Two behind and at least one ahead.” Bjorn jerked his head to the left. “Across the street.”
She didn’t need him to point out which man he meant. Over six feet tall, he wore jeans, boots, and a leather jacket. He looked similar to the ones who’d accosted them earlier. “Do they all look alike?” she muttered. “Is it a requirement or something?”
Bjorn’s fingers tightened around hers, but he was smiling, his lips tilted up slightly, his eyes filled with laughter. He hadn’t forgotten for one second they were being stalked and hunted, but he’d always been good at living in the moment. It’s how they’d been raised, as much a part of them as their physical appearance.
Laugh when you could, cry when you needed, revel in the joys of life, fight for honor and glory, and die well.
“What can I do?” She would fight alongside her man, no matter what they faced.
“Stay close. When I tell you to run, you run.”
“Where are we going?” It bothered her that she had no idea where they were or where they were headed.
“My truck isn’t much farther. About four blocks up the road. When we get there, turn right. It’s the black one.” He rattled off some letters and numbers. “Crap, can you even read them?”
“Yes. I have some knowledge of this world. Not everything, but I understand much, including how to read the language.”
“Good. The truck will have a piece of metal on the back with those on it. Here are the keys.” He reached into his pocket and pulled them out. “Hit this button when you’re close.” He showed her which one. “That will unlock the doors. Get in, hit this other button, and wait for me. I’ll be right behind you.”
“Got it.” She gripped the keys and had her thumb near the button he’d showed her. Her heart was racing as they kept a fast steady gait. She wanted to run, but that was the wrong thing to do. Any animal would take that as a challenge, see her as prey and sprint after her. And these men were essentially animals in human flesh.
Werewolves? They were the stuff of myth and legend but, like the gods, were real. Their kind never came to Freya’s Hall. Odin was rumoured to have all sorts of beasts in Valhalla, but she’d never seen proof, as she’d been unable to leave. That had been part of her pledge to the goddess, which is what made her being here all the worse.
Her vow had been broken.
“Another one just ahead.”
“Should we detour?” She pulled her attention back to the present situation. Her immediate goal—protect her husband.
“That’s what they want. They’re trying to herd us down that street, which means there are likely more of them. We go straight. They’ll do nothing until we make the turn onto the quieter street. As soon as we do, you run. I’ll hold them off and be right behind you.”
“I won’t leave you.”
“I know.” He dropped a quick kiss on her mouth. It was over far too soon. She licked her lips, wanting to savor his taste. It was familiar yet strangely new. Maybe because of all the years they’d missed. They were both different people than they’d been when they’d wed and started a family, shaped by their experiences. But one thing hadn’t changed. He was still a hunger in her blood.
He groaned. “Stop looking at me like that, woman. Now is not the time.”
She knew he was trying to lighten her spirits. Tension radiated from his big frame. He squeezed her hand. “Get ready, Anja. It’s just there on your right.” He kept his voice low. “As soon as we reach the corner, run hard and fast, and don’t look back.”
“Can we discuss this later? We have company.”
He’d always had a sixth sense about such things. It was one of the reasons he’d been such a fierce warrior. “Where?”
“Two behind and at least one ahead.” Bjorn jerked his head to the left. “Across the street.”
She didn’t need him to point out which man he meant. Over six feet tall, he wore jeans, boots, and a leather jacket. He looked similar to the ones who’d accosted them earlier. “Do they all look alike?” she muttered. “Is it a requirement or something?”
Bjorn’s fingers tightened around hers, but he was smiling, his lips tilted up slightly, his eyes filled with laughter. He hadn’t forgotten for one second they were being stalked and hunted, but he’d always been good at living in the moment. It’s how they’d been raised, as much a part of them as their physical appearance.
Laugh when you could, cry when you needed, revel in the joys of life, fight for honor and glory, and die well.
“What can I do?” She would fight alongside her man, no matter what they faced.
“Stay close. When I tell you to run, you run.”
“Where are we going?” It bothered her that she had no idea where they were or where they were headed.
“My truck isn’t much farther. About four blocks up the road. When we get there, turn right. It’s the black one.” He rattled off some letters and numbers. “Crap, can you even read them?”
“Yes. I have some knowledge of this world. Not everything, but I understand much, including how to read the language.”
“Good. The truck will have a piece of metal on the back with those on it. Here are the keys.” He reached into his pocket and pulled them out. “Hit this button when you’re close.” He showed her which one. “That will unlock the doors. Get in, hit this other button, and wait for me. I’ll be right behind you.”
“Got it.” She gripped the keys and had her thumb near the button he’d showed her. Her heart was racing as they kept a fast steady gait. She wanted to run, but that was the wrong thing to do. Any animal would take that as a challenge, see her as prey and sprint after her. And these men were essentially animals in human flesh.
Werewolves? They were the stuff of myth and legend but, like the gods, were real. Their kind never came to Freya’s Hall. Odin was rumoured to have all sorts of beasts in Valhalla, but she’d never seen proof, as she’d been unable to leave. That had been part of her pledge to the goddess, which is what made her being here all the worse.
Her vow had been broken.
“Another one just ahead.”
“Should we detour?” She pulled her attention back to the present situation. Her immediate goal—protect her husband.
“That’s what they want. They’re trying to herd us down that street, which means there are likely more of them. We go straight. They’ll do nothing until we make the turn onto the quieter street. As soon as we do, you run. I’ll hold them off and be right behind you.”
“I won’t leave you.”
“I know.” He dropped a quick kiss on her mouth. It was over far too soon. She licked her lips, wanting to savor his taste. It was familiar yet strangely new. Maybe because of all the years they’d missed. They were both different people than they’d been when they’d wed and started a family, shaped by their experiences. But one thing hadn’t changed. He was still a hunger in her blood.
He groaned. “Stop looking at me like that, woman. Now is not the time.”
She knew he was trying to lighten her spirits. Tension radiated from his big frame. He squeezed her hand. “Get ready, Anja. It’s just there on your right.” He kept his voice low. “As soon as we reach the corner, run hard and fast, and don’t look back.”
One day she gave notice at her job on a Friday morning. On Sunday afternoon, she received a tentative acceptance for her first erotic romance novel and life would never be the same. N.J. has always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks—all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life, but someone’s got to live it.
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When I looked down, I saw the rings on both hands. The ring... the seal of the king on my pinky and the wedding band on the other. I never thought I'd have either.
Yet here I was.
I never thought I'd be in love, either.
And yet, here I was.
The Prince's Bride: Beginning Forever by J.J. McAvoy
The Prince's Bride #3
Release - February 12, 2021
Genre - Contemporary Romance (royal, interracial)
Multiple POV - 1st person
Heat Level - 3.5 out of 5
Format - Kindle purchase
Length - 533 pages
Publisher - Indie
With the fairytale wedding now over and the reality of their new roles placed on their shoulders, can Gale and Odette survive the sea of politics, family secrets, and scandal that awaits them? Can they still be true to themselves and their hearts?
The whole country...even the world is watching and not everyone is happy for them.
Check out my reviews of BOOK ONE and BOOK TWO
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They're married. As king and queen, they are an unstoppable force. No matter what is thrown at them, they seem to come out stronger. Bad politics, death, family drama, not even bullets can stop them. Their love, their beauty, and their grace made their story such a joy to read.
I even loved getting inside the heads of the secondary characters: Wolfgang and his endless optimism; Iskander and his stoicism even in the face of hilarity; and Wilhelmina was too funny for words! I still want to know what ended up happening to Augusta. That girl did a disgusting 180 and her karma should be harsh!
I leaned over, taking the ties off his eyes. He blinked as he looked around the retro van I had customized. He glanced at the array of all his favorite treats beside him, then the pictures of us and love notes I'd glued to the ceiling among the twinkling lights. Then back toward the front of the car, where a large screen was before us. Slowly a smile spread across his face. "A drive-in movie?"
"My informant told me you've always wanted to do one of these. I've picked all the classic movie food: Twizzlers, popcorn, a few of your favorite, and..." I got up slightly and moved to the back to pull out a small crockpot, lifting the lid for him to see. His eyes lit up.
"Cherumoran Kosowens?" He grinned.
"It's super hard to make well, but I waited until I had perfected it and got a seal of approval."
He looked up at me, surprised. "You made this?"
"All the food tonight, besides the candy, was made by yours truly," I said. He stared at everything all over again. "Do you like it? I didn't wnat to make it too girlie —"
"This is amazing." He reached up and touched one of the notes I'd written. "Wow. I'm very touched right now."
Thank God.
"Dear Gale —"
"Don't read it out loud!" I gasped, and he glanced down at me.
"Why?"
"Because it's... it's embarrassing?"
His eyebrow rose. "Your love is embarrassing?"
"I only want to do one super embarrassing thing right now."
"And that is?"
I made a face before I grabbed the guitar.
"You wrote me a love song?" He gasped, grinning wide.
"Stop looking at me like that! You are going to make me mess up." I bit my lip while sitting in place before him. "I tried doing the whole love letters thing. I didn't feel like they were as good as yours, so I decided to switch back to what I'm good at — music."
"Now I'm very excited," he mused, leaning back on the pillow to watch.
I rolled my eyes and focused on my fingers. "I'm not as good with this as the piano —"
"Encore!" he called out, pumping his fist in the air.
"I haven't even played yet!"
"Doesn't matter. I'm in love and I'm going to want more," he said.
Oh God... focus.
Trying to ignore him, I began to play, singing the first verse, "Before I met you I never knew, how bright the stars shine at night, I never knew how sunshine made every morning all right, how beautiful the world is when I wake up, and you are the very first thing in my sight..."
The thing about music for me was that once I got started... once I was into it... everything faded away and I could just melt into it. The song, the sound of the music... it felt like swimming in the current of memories... and all the memories of this song was of him. From the first time, I saw him, to us laughing together, teasing each other. It hadn't even been two whole years, and yet everything felt like... magic.
"Loving you is like magic, Gale —" Before I could finish the words, his lips were on mine, his hand cupping my face.
When we separated, he rested his forehead on mine, his eyes glazed over with lust. "I don't think I can handle much more right now... I want you too badly. Can I have you?"
"You already do," I replied, kissing him again.
"My informant told me you've always wanted to do one of these. I've picked all the classic movie food: Twizzlers, popcorn, a few of your favorite, and..." I got up slightly and moved to the back to pull out a small crockpot, lifting the lid for him to see. His eyes lit up.
"Cherumoran Kosowens?" He grinned.
"It's super hard to make well, but I waited until I had perfected it and got a seal of approval."
He looked up at me, surprised. "You made this?"
"All the food tonight, besides the candy, was made by yours truly," I said. He stared at everything all over again. "Do you like it? I didn't wnat to make it too girlie —"
"This is amazing." He reached up and touched one of the notes I'd written. "Wow. I'm very touched right now."
Thank God.
"Dear Gale —"
"Don't read it out loud!" I gasped, and he glanced down at me.
"Why?"
"Because it's... it's embarrassing?"
His eyebrow rose. "Your love is embarrassing?"
"I only want to do one super embarrassing thing right now."
"And that is?"
I made a face before I grabbed the guitar.
"You wrote me a love song?" He gasped, grinning wide.
"Stop looking at me like that! You are going to make me mess up." I bit my lip while sitting in place before him. "I tried doing the whole love letters thing. I didn't feel like they were as good as yours, so I decided to switch back to what I'm good at — music."
"Now I'm very excited," he mused, leaning back on the pillow to watch.
I rolled my eyes and focused on my fingers. "I'm not as good with this as the piano —"
"Encore!" he called out, pumping his fist in the air.
"I haven't even played yet!"
"Doesn't matter. I'm in love and I'm going to want more," he said.
Oh God... focus.
Trying to ignore him, I began to play, singing the first verse, "Before I met you I never knew, how bright the stars shine at night, I never knew how sunshine made every morning all right, how beautiful the world is when I wake up, and you are the very first thing in my sight..."
The thing about music for me was that once I got started... once I was into it... everything faded away and I could just melt into it. The song, the sound of the music... it felt like swimming in the current of memories... and all the memories of this song was of him. From the first time, I saw him, to us laughing together, teasing each other. It hadn't even been two whole years, and yet everything felt like... magic.
"Loving you is like magic, Gale —" Before I could finish the words, his lips were on mine, his hand cupping my face.
When we separated, he rested his forehead on mine, his eyes glazed over with lust. "I don't think I can handle much more right now... I want you too badly. Can I have you?"
"You already do," I replied, kissing him again.
So I’m a writer (duh that’s how you found me), movie enthusiast, and self-proclaimed chef. I love music even though I can’t sing or dance to save my life. (That doesn’t necessarily stop me but you’ve been warned.)
I started Ruthless People the summer of 2013 in hopes of giving myself a new type of love and crime drama. I never knew so many people thought like me! I feel truly blessed to have fans like you all! Writing is my true love and having you all enjoy my words is a dream come true.
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"I will not let you burn to keep me warm, but I will burn everything else so you can stay." - Gale
The Prince's Bride Part 2 by J.J. McAvoy
The Prince's Bride #2
Release - November 27, 2020
Genre - Contemporary Romance (royal, interracial)
Multiple POV - 1st person
Heat Level - 3 out of 5
Format/Source - Kindle purchase
Length - 348 pages
Publisher - Indie
In book one, he was just a spoiled playboy prince whose family was in desperate need of money. Now everything has changed Odette Wyntor has a choice.
Stay or Run.
Royalty is not for the weak of heart.
Can they handle what is to come?
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It's FREE to read with Kindle Unlimited!
Gale and Odette gave me everything I thought I needed and so much more...
👑 connection - even though, in the beginning, they were apart and Odette had doubts about where they stood, once they were in the same room, their spark was back! It was magical. They fell together as if no time had passed. Their love was so beautiful.
👑 drama - why was every bit of their angst and contention either adorable or hilarious?
👑 ease - weird right? They were navigating the monarchy, trying to find a way to be themselves and stay united, and there was such an easiness between them. It translated in a way that made me truly believe in their forever.
👑 authenticity - in ways that were so simple. It was so easy to relate to Odette's hair care regimen. Yup, I too wear a tie-head to bed!
While there was a bit of mayhem mixed in with their magic, I had no worries when it came to Gale and Odette. I fell in love with them. I fell in love with their story. And I know I'm going to fall in love with whatever comes next for them. I've already got their extended story downloaded and I can't wait to read it!!
Find my review of the first book here: https://www.nbiblioholic.com/2020/08/the-princes-bride-by-jj-mcavoy.html
So I’m a writer (duh that’s how you found me), movie enthusiast, and self-proclaimed chef. I love music even though I can’t sing or dance to save my life. (That doesn’t necessarily stop me but you’ve been warned.)
I started Ruthless People the summer of 2013 in hopes of giving myself a new type of love and crime drama. I never knew so many people thought like me! I feel truly blessed to have fans like you all! Writing is my true love and having you all enjoy my words is a dream come true.
For more information, visit the following links:
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I'd never, not ever, thought I would have a thing for a felon.
But there I was, lusting after the man.
Doin' A Dime by Lani Lynn Vale
Standalone - Souls Chapel Revenants MC #4
Release - May 18, 2021
Genre - Contemporary Romance
Dual POV - 1st person
Heat Level - 4 out of 5/several descriptive scenes
Format/Source - eARC provided by the author
Length - 215 pages
Publisher - Indie
Live-in property & pet caretaker needed. Six-year minimum. Background check required. Generous compensation. Marriage of convenience required.
The moment that Wyett Villin read the ad on her local community’s page, she knew that it would be perfect. It didn’t matter how big the house was, what kinds of animals she had to take care of, or what the compensation was. She didn’t give a flip as long as it got her out of her childhood home and away from the person that she despised the most.
Only, she had no clue that by accepting the position, she would be agreeing to watch over the mini-mansion and two large dogs of Hunt McJimpsey, computer hacker extraordinaire, sexy nerd, and convicted felon of Souls Chapel, Texas.
She’d meant to make her life easier, not complicate it more.
***
Hunt McJimpsey was careful. He knew exactly what he was doing and practically planned every single step that he took to make sure that he always had his tracks covered.
But one single mistake costs him five years of his life, and if he’s going to go down for the crime, he might as well make it spectacular.
Three years into his prison sentence, he’s a changed man, and definitely not for the better.
He’s harder, angrier, and even more brilliant and conniving than before he went in.
He thinks that by keeping up with his dogs’ babysitter, his property caretaker, and reluctant wife, that he’s only doing his due diligence as a responsible person. Only, what starts out as curiosity for his property turns into genuine like for the woman that is caring for what means the most to him.
When an opportunity to get out of the hellhole known as prison arises and the only thing he has to do is join a motorcycle club and sign some of his free time away to help those less fortunate, he jumps at the chance.
Not only because he’s ready to get the hell out of prison, but because he’s ready to meet the woman that he’s been falling for, one visit a week, for the last three years.
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Hunt McJimpsey was the perfect combination of alpha, sexy, nerdy, compassionate man. Wyett Villin was his soulmate in every sense. She had a huge heart. She was a survivor. She was sweet and beautiful. And their chemistry was intense.
Hunt may have been a felon, but in my opinion, at least when it comes to fictional males (can't be saying this and be a representative of the criminal justice system), he went to prison for all of the right reasons. A hacker extraordinaire, he was one of the good guys. Now that he works for Lynn, he's even more so.
Again, I fell in love with LLV's words and without giving away the plot, I hope I've convinced you to fall in love with these characters too. If you love love, romance and all the feels, this story is definitely the one for you!
🡲 My Favorite Lines 🡰
★ I need a job that isn't too 'jobby.' Where I can do work that's not too 'worky.' - Wyett to Six
★ "I plan to take and retake all of your firsts. Everything. I'm gonna give you your first baby. I'm going to give you your first I love you. I'm going to give you your first house. Your first really big fight. Your first make-up. I'm going to retake any time I want, too. Because you're mine and I want to make sure you know it."
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