Sinning never felt so good… A fortuitous encounter. A meeting that should never have happened. Many years ago, two children from completely different worlds forged a connection, a fateful connection, an unbreakable bond that would change their lives forever… Salome knows only one way to live—under Prophet David’s rule. In the commune she calls home, Salome knows nothing of life beyond her strict faith, nor of life beyond the Fence—the fence that cages her, keeps her trapped in an endless cycle of misery. A life she believes she is destined to always lead, until a horrific event sets her free. Fleeing the absolute safety of all she has ever known, Salome is thrust into the world outside, a frightening world full of uncertainty and sin; into the protective arms of a person she believed she would never see again. River ‘Styx’ Nash knows one thing for certain in life—he was born and bred to wear a cut. Raised in a turbulent world of sex, Harleys, and drugs, Styx, unexpectedly has the heavy burden of the Hades Hangmen gavel thrust upon him, and all at the ripe old age of twenty-six—much to his rivals’ delight. Haunted by a crushing speech impediment, Styx quickly learns to deal with his haters. Powerful fists, an iron jaw and the skillful use of his treasured German blade has earned him a fearsome reputation as a man not to be messed with in the shadowy world of outlaw MC’s. A reputation that successfully keeps most people far, far away. Styx has one rule in life—never let anyone get too close. It’s a plan that he has stuck to for years, that is, until a young woman is found injured on his lot… a woman who looks uncannily familiar, a woman who clearly does not belong in his world, yet a woman he feels reluctant to let go… ** A Dark Contemporary MC Romance/New Adult Novel. Contains sexual situations, violence, sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and mature topics. Recommended for age 18 years and up**
Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city. After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel. Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters. Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels. When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.
New from international bestselling author Susan Mac Nicol
Based on an idea from L.A. producer and actor, Nicholas Downs, Susan and Nicholas have developed a story straight from the heart.
In a gripping tale of lovers fighting against the odds
comes a story of universal appeal about rejection and acceptance
and finally finding what is real and true.
DATE 26TH JANUARY
Tragedy brings together a reserved but
brilliant sculptor and an outgoing gallery owner, friends whose love was
sidetracked but was always meant to be deeper.
SoCal natives, Nate and Cody have been
friends since childhood. Both knew they were different—and the same. At
seventeen, a stolen weekend in the Florida Keys drove their connection deeper
and hotter than either could imagine. They were meant to be
together. Then, for reasons only Nate knows, suddenly they weren’t.
They’re still friends. Best friends. But
they’ve moved on and found other partners. The yearning remains, however,
despite the long-ago secret that drove them apart, when tragedy strikes, both
men find themselves in the dark. They must grope their way back to who and what
they are…which they will find in each other’s arms. Sometimes, losing one’s
sight can open one’s eyes—and heart.
The 2017 conference will be at : Embassy Suites in Brea, California. Address: 900 E Birch St, Brea, CA 92821
There will also be a very special signing event at The Abbey, an iconic gay club in West Hollywood. Nicholas and Sue will be there to enjoy the evening, meet fans of both their genres in film and publishing and be available to sign books, chat and have some fun. If you're in the area, please pop down and see them, they’d no doubt love to see you.
This is the room they’ll be signing in, isn’t it fabulous. It’s the Cabana Bar.
Thanos by Ella Frank Series:
Masters Among Monsters #3
Publication Date: January 26th,
Genre: Paranormal Romance
CHARMED FOR LIFE?
Thanos Agapiou has always been a charmer. For over two millennia, the
vampire had no problem acquiring whom and what he wanted with a flash of his
handsome smile. He took for granted the boyish good looks he presumed he’d
possess for the rest of eternity.
How very wrong he was.
A nearly fatal attack distorted his entire existence. With his
appearance now matching the title many have bestowed their kind—monster—he
hides away from the world and all of those who know him, including his Ancient,
Until one night when a stranger draws him out from the shadows.
OR CURSED FOR ETERNITY?
Ever since Paris Antoniou was thrust into a world of vampires, his
reality has become stranger than the history and the myths he’s studied for the
When he learns the truth about his origins and the power he wields, his
confusion and fear have him running for his life. What he doesn’t expect is to
run into the arms of Thanos—a vampire who doesn’t intimidate him as much as he
WHAT HAS THE POWER TO MAKE YOU WANT TO SURVIVE?
As their worlds collide under extraordinary circumstances, an attraction
neither can deny takes hold. But will that be enough to save Thanos from his
demons, or will he condemn Paris to his fate?
Destinies have been changed. Lines have been crossed. And, with tales of
the vampire race coming to an end, who will make the ultimate sacrifice?
After all, in a world run by vampires and gods, only one can be the true
Master among the Monsters.
Ella Frank is the USA Today Bestselling author of the Temptation series,
including Try, Take, and Trust. Her Exquisite series has been praised as
“scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!”
A life-long fan of the romance genre, Ella writes contemporary and erotic
fiction and lives with her husband in Portland, OR.You can reach her on the web at
www.ellafrank.com and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/ella.frank.author
Some of her favorite authors include Tiffany Reisz, Kresley Cole, Riley Hart,
J.R. Ward, Erika Wilde, Gena Showalter, and Carly Philips.
Preppy finds himself back in a world he once loved, but no longer recognizes. His dim smile can’t hide his inner turmoil and the people he views as family all suddenly feel like polite strangers.
Except for one person. A girl with dark eyes and even darker hair.
A girl who isn’t even an option.
At least, not anymore.
Dre can’t decide who she’s going to listen to. Her heart, her head, or her body. Because two out of those three things have her heading right back to Logan’s Beach. Closure is what she tells herself she’s seeking, but when she unlocks doors that were never meant to be opened she soon discovers that when it comes to Samuel Clearwater, closure might NEVER be an option.
This is book six in the King Series and the second part of Preppy and Dre's story.
“Oh yeah?” Preppy asked, taking a step forward, crowding me in, staring deep into my eyes with an intensity that had me biting down hard on my lower lip. “Do YOU like a clean look, Doc? Or do you like it dirty? Beards. Tattoos…scars?”
Yes, I like it dirty. So dirty.
I was stunned into silence. Preppy's proximity was fucking with my brain, and I was afraid I was going to blurt out something that would dig me a deeper hole than I’d already dug for myself. I opened my mouth to answer, but I couldn’t get the words out. Not like I needed to. Preppy answered for me. “If I remember correctly, you like it dirty. Real fucking dirty.”
He took another step. “Remember that first time? In the field? By the train tracks? Remember how I pulled your hair while I fucked you from behind and stretched you open? Remember how it felt to have me moving inside of you? How it felt when you came and screamed in my fucking ear? I do. I remember. Thought of that scream every fucking day since. It was deafening.” He chuckled and pressed his teeth against his bottom lip. He groaned, the sound shot straight to my pussy. “I can still fucking hear it now.”
So can I.
The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. “What are you doing?” I asked, trying to step around him, but he pressed his hands against the wall, caging me in. The warmth of his chest radiated onto mine. I tried to look anywhere but into his eyes, afraid of what I might see, but there wasn’t anywhere else to look. He moved even closer.
Preppy pressed his knee between my thighs, parting my legs. “Me?” he asked, with mock innocence. “I’m just reminiscing with an old friend.”
“This doesn’t feel like just reminiscing."
He stared intensely into my eyes. “No, not YET it doesn’t.” He grinned. “But it fucking will. Soon.”
About the Author
T.M. Frazier is a USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR best known for her KING SERIES. She was born on Long Island, NY. When she was eight years old she moved with her mom, dad, and older sister to sunny Southwest Florida where she still lives today with her husband and daughter.
When she was in middle school she was in a club called AUTHORS CLUB with a group of other young girls interested in creative writing. Little did she know that years later life would come full circle.
After graduating high school, she attended Florida Gulf Coast University and had every intention of becoming a news reporter when she got sucked into real estate where she worked in sales for over ten years.
Throughout the years T.M. never gave up the dream of writing and with her husband’s encouragement, and a lot of sleepless nights, she realized her dream and released her first novel, The Dark Light of Day, in 2013.
“Did you forget to fuckin’ knock, darlin’?” I asked,
breaking the silence between us. Nodding to the door behind her.
Aubrey grinned. “Well, you see, Detective McGraw. I’m here
with a real, deep, urgency. Only a man of your stature and importance could
understand when a woman, such as myself has needs,” she replied in a sultry
tone, pushing off the door. Provocatively placing one heeled toe in front of
the other, moving to sit in one of the chairs in front of my desk.
right?” I rasped, arching an eyebrow as she slowly crossed her legs, giving me
a glimpse of what she had in store. Making sure that the hem of her trench coat
fell slightly open to her sides, faintly displaying the top of her lacy black
When she caught me staring, she quickly closed her trench coat,
not allowing me to see anything, but the heavy-duty cotton material. Much to my
“Detective,” she reprimanded, dramatically placing her hand over
her chest. “Why I’d never…”
“Suga’, you wouldn’t have come all this way wearin’
thigh highs and fuck me heels, if you didn’t want me to at least look.”
“I’m a man,” I simply stated.
“Now that, I do know. And what a man,
you are. Which is why I’m here. You see, Detective McGraw, my husband has gone
“Missing, you say?”
“Yes, Sir. I haven’t seen him in months.”
nodded, playing along. Mostly because I wanted to see where she was going with
this. “And you’re just now filing a report? You can see how that seems rather
She theatrically sighed, shaking her head. “Do I look like a woman
who could hurt her husband, Detective?” She stood, sweeping her long blonde
hair over her shoulder. Gesturing to herself. “I mean look at me. I’m a tiny
little thing. You think I can overpower my big, huge, muscular husband? I mean,
by all means… search me.”
I stifled a laugh, holding back a smile. “In due
“Ivana Fucku,” she answered with a straight face, turning to sit
Now, I couldn’t hold back a laugh. Leaning back in my leather chair,
I crossed my arms over my chest, stating, “I’m at your fuckin' service.”