Book Blitz + Top 5 : Deadly to Promise by Mia Hoddell

Top Ten New Adult Novels! :)

by Mia Hoddell

1. The Edge of Never by J. A. Redmerski. This book is one of the few that has actually brought tears to my eyes. Not something that is easily done!
2. The Edge of Always by J. A. Redmerski. The sequel was just as good and just as emotional. I didn’t cry but it was definitely an emotional rollercoaster.
3. Wait for You by J. Lynn. It was sweet, funny, sad and just a great book. I’m hooked on the author’s work now.
4. Secrets of a Chalet Girl by Lorraine Wilson. A perfect read for the winter nights. It’s a quick novella but has a lot in it.
5. Cassie Palmer series by Karen Chance. It’s one of the first vampire books I ever picked up and I liked how there was plenty of action, romance and a variety of paranormal beings.

Deadly to Promise (Elemental Killers #2)
by Mia Hoddell

Genre: YA/Romance/Paranormal/Fantasy

Blurb:

A broken promise is all it takes.

Becoming an E.K isn’t a choice for Serena – it’s a necessity to survive. To destroy the Elementals she has to leave her old life behind. She has to train and follow a strict regime. But with time against her, she has only a few weeks to master the skills Kai spent his whole life perfecting.

The knowledge passed down from her ancestors is crucial to the Elementals demise and the success of their mission. However, the path they must follow is lined with riddles, each more confusing than the next. It doesn’t matter how close to succeeding they get, it’s never enough. The Elementals are one step ahead at every revelation and that can only mean one thing – the E.Ks have a traitor among them.

For one week only, both Deadly to Love and Deadly to Promise are 99c / 77p!

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Excerpt

“Have you ever been swimming here?” I asked moving my head to watch his reaction as I brought my feet up out of the water and folded them beside me.

“Yeah, most summers when I came here. We all used to use it as a way to cool off or just have some fun in between training.”

“How about skinny dipping?” I asked my grin growing due to the thoughts running through my head.

“Why? You want to try it?” he challenged.

“Only if you go first,” I laughed but stopped instantly when he removed his shirt and tossed it behind us. My eyes widened in surprise and I started to regret my words. “You’re not being serious are you?” I stuttered as he pulled off his shoes, throwing them over to where his shirt was crumpled.

“You can’t chicken out now Rea. It was your idea,” he said smiling as he removed each sock, teasing me as they ended up with the rest of his discarded garments.

I just stared at him, my lips moving but not making a sound as I tried to find an excuse.

He laughed at me. “Relax Rea, I’m just teasing you. Well unless you’ve changed your mind. In that case I’m being deadly serious.” He had a cheeky grin on his face as he spoke and I pushed him hard, toppling him into the water below.

There was a lot of splashing but Kai surfaced finally, taking a deep breath as he flicked the hair out of his eyes. I was clutching my stomach in fits of laughter as I bent over. The shock on his face was priceless.

“Oh you are so dead Rea, so, so dead,” he said, his voice ragged as the cold water and shock affected his half naked body. I just continued to laugh as he floated in front of me, his head bobbing up and down in a comical way.

Deadly to Love (Elemental Killers #1)
by Mia Hoddell

Genre: YA/Romance/Paranormal/Fantasy
ASIN: B00BDQ3QGA
ISBN: 978-1-291-41025-9

Blurb

The world is dangerous – but love will kill you.
Little did Serena Jackson know that one simple, flirty remark to an anonymous guy online would lead to her world being changed forever.

She doesn’t know him, but inexplicably, is drawn. She knows it is wrong but she agrees to meet.

His real name is Kai. He is beautiful. And immediately Serena feels herself blindly falling for him even though she senses a lie. She knows he is hiding something and it terrifies her.

What she doesn’t realise is that her entire life has been built on secrets and lies. The people she loved left her in the dark for a reason.

She trusted them. She trusts Kai. But as he pulls her straight into the heart of the danger the lies and deadly secrets are revealed. They overwhelm her, and the person she once was no longer exists as she is thrown into a ruthless world of elemental forces. The price of truth is her life—and now the world wants her dead.

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Praise:

“I couldn't put it down. So I finished it last night and all I can say is WOW! This book was amazing and different.” Brianna (Book Blogger)

“I loved how the author took a different approach to writing a love story in modern times with the paranormal element present. I thought it was absolutely wonderful and refreshing. Marvelous!” Kathy H (Amazon Reviewer)

“In the end I had fallen in love with this story…completely untraditional it was a very original idea, not to mention modern. This story had such a good plot and the story structure was sound.” Kacii – The Kooky Bookworm (Book Blogger)

About the Author

Mia Hoddell lives in the UK with her family and two cats. She spends most of her time writing or reading and loves anything paranormal. Mia always had a love of writing but never reading. She was more interested in sports and hated sitting still - despite getting three poems published before the age of sixteen. Finally though, she found some novels that captured her interest and developed a love of reading which is now one of her favourite hobbies.

Mia began with poems before moving on to short stories. Although she enjoyed this, Mia found she had too much to tell with too little space, so later on she created her first series 'The Wanderer Trilogy' and from there other ideas have emerged. With a total of nine books planned at this moment, she is busy working on her second series 'Elemental Killers' before moving onto the next idea on her ever growing list.

Links: 

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Deadly to Love

by Mia Hoddell

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Guestpost + Steamy Teasers : The Marriage Diaries by Erika Wilde

 

MAN CHESTS OR COUPLES?

I love all my covers for The Marriage Diaries, and they were pretty easy to design because the main couple of the series is married.  The same couple is on every cover, but in a different pose and it just works for the set of books.  But now I’m getting ready to start a new spin-off series to The Marriage Diaries called THE PLAYERS CLUB, and I have to rethink a new look and cover concept for this brand new series.

I really do love having “couples” on a cover.  I think it gives the reader a good feel for the characters and sets the tone of the book/story inside.  I especially like covers of a couple in a sexy or erotic embrace.  But THE PLAYERS CLUB is going to be a hero focused/driven series, and I was wondering if I should change things up and go with a hero-only cover.  Like those hot, sexy “man chest” type covers that are swoon worthy.  I really can’t decide!

What is your personal preference when it comes to covers?  Do you like seeing a couple on the cover, or does a hot hunk catch your attention?

Title: The Marriage Diaries (The Marriage Diaries #1 - #4)

Author: Erika Wilde

Genre: Erotic Romance 18+

Publication Date: September 11, 2013

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Synopsis

Erika Wilde turns up the heat in THE MARRIAGE DIARIES, an erotic series about a married couple who take intimacy and passion to the extreme.

After nearly twenty years of marriage, Jillian Noble is ready to put some spice back into her sex life with her gorgeous husband, Dean. After seducing him at his office, Jillian reveals what she wants, and her husband is more than happy to oblige. Erotic fantasies are fulfilled, and forbidden passions surface as they open themselves up to a provocative world where boundaries are pushed to the limit and pleasure is the ultimate goal.

But Dean has a dark past, and even darker desires that he’s kept a tight rein on all these years. When he gives his wife a taste of his more illicit appetite, will she embrace his carnal needs, or beg for mercy?

WARNING: Contains explicit sexual content and is recommended for mature readers who enjoy erotic situations, as well as graphic language and imagery.

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About the Author

Erika Wilde (aka Janelle Denison) is the USA Today bestselling author of over 50 contemporary romances for multiple print publishers. So, why the new pen name?

As Janelle Denison I’ve always written sexy books, but lately my writing has taken on more erotic elements that I wanted to keep separate for readers because not everyone likes their reading material on the spicier, kinkier side of romance. However, please be assured that even as Erika Wilde, you will still get an emotionally layered story with characters you’ll care about and fall in love with. That is always my goal, whether I’m writing straight contemporary romances, or more erotically charged stories.

Currently, I’m working on The Marriage Diaries and making sure that Dean and Jillian enjoy exploring the more erotic side to their marriage. The series will be on-going, with no foreseeable ending as of right now, for as long as readers want to be voyeurs to Dean and Jillian’s sizzling new relationship.

I’m also planning a spin-off series in the future, featuring the hot military men that work security for Dean at Noble and Associates. My next book, THE INVITATION, will introduce the men of that new series, THE PLAYERS CLUB.

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Ready To Go

by Stephanie Mann

Release Date: 11/12/13

Publisher: Swoon Romance

Summary from Goodreads:

Daniel is sick of his wonderfully boring and predictable life. He dutifully gets up every morning, goes to class, goes to work, and it never changes. He does, says and even wears exactly what others expect of him. He's so predictable that he barely notices just how unhappy he truly is.

One afternoon, everything changes when David meets a girl on the run from her own demons. She doesn't need Daniel's help, but he offers and she accepts--setting a course for an adventure neither will soon forget.

Together, on an impromptu road trip, two strangers become friends and a bit more, all while facing money problems, car problems, and tourist traps and the naked truth: they can't run forever.

Will they finally stop running long enough to discover true and lasting love?

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Excerpt:

First Day

“Who’s ready to go on a science adventure?”

The kids cheered, and as Daniel started leading his tour group through the museum, he relaxed for the first time that day. He’d started the day by oversleeping—not a thing you want to do in medical school, and as he walked through the halls of the Pittsburgh Children’s Discovery Museum, he was already planning on how to tell his professor that a grandmother died or something. At least he’d only missed his first class.  

Daniel was enrolled in the medical school at a so-called prestigious Pennsylvania college, where the reputation was more important than the education. Not that the degree was completely useless. He was going to be using that degree as a doctor in just three or four more years. Sometimes those years seemed long, sometimes they seemed short. Today, they seemed short. Classes flew by when he didn’t go.

He had to skip brushing his teeth that morning, and he hoped no one noticed. He’d just shoved a few orange Tic-Tacs into his mouth to hide his morning breath. He’d have some coffee on the way. It would stink up his breath a little bit, but everyone smelled like coffee in the morning. It was the only way they survived. They spent their classes learning about caffeine overdose, how it would fuck up their bodies, and they still needed it. Other students turned to anti-depressants, pills to keep them awake. Wasn’t hard to get them. Most of them worked with doctors on internships, fellowships, who could swipe a prescription pad. Daniel didn’t want to touch the stuff. Too tempting to get addicted.

His tie had been crooked all day, and his perpetually messy black hair had remained uncombed. The kids didn’t notice, and lucky for him, neither had his boss. Daniel didn’t care about looking good for class, but he did care about the museum. He had the job so he wouldn’t have to rely on his parents’ money all the way through school. They paid tuition, he paid everything else, and it worked out for him.

“So, kids, the first thing we’re going to do is visit the moon!” Daniel said as he led his tour group on. “How does that sound?”

“Awesome!” one of the kids, a boy, shouted a bit too loudly.

“Follow me!” Daniel continued, his voice still holding too much fake cheer. He held his flag high so that the group could see him and headed towards the space travel exhibit.

Daniel surveyed the group as they walked, trying to size them up. Who would be the troublemaker this time? There were babies in their parents’ arms, too young to understand a word he was saying. He’d have to make them wait outside for the lightning display. The noise would scare them. There were a couple of cute little girls who looked like they’d eagerly hang on to every word he said. The parents, on the other hand, didn’t look like too much trouble. One of the mothers looked like the type who might disagree with everything that wasn’t in the Bible, based on the way she fingered the cross around her neck, and he’d probably lose her around the dinosaur exhibit. He knew that thought was incredibly judgmental, but he’d actually met parents who were like that. He could tell the type.

His eyes settled on a girl in the back, carrying a suitcase, her eyes shifting around uneasily. Probably the older sister of one of these kids, forced by her parents to take the younger sibling to the museum for “quality time.” He’d had to do it himself when he and his brother were young. She might be a smartass, the older kids usually were, but that wasn’t a problem.

He wondered if he should say something about the suitcase. But he figured that it probably had the kid’s diapers, extra snacks, a toy to entertain him, stuff like that. A few of the mothers had backpacks. A suitcase wasn’t much different, even if it did have the same print on it as his grandmother’s sofa. Besides, he didn’t want to embarrass her. She looked uncomfortable being there.

She was in fact uncomfortable, but not for a reason Daniel could have guessed. Nicole was in a strange place with strange people, and she was just itching to get back on the road. She’d hitchhiked her way to the museum, and while she was grateful to be out of the sun, she was far from her destination.

Then again, her destination was just “not Philly,” so she was there if she wanted to be. She didn’t feel far enough from home for it to count quite just yet. She’d made up her mind that she was going to go a long ways away—and not leaving the state was simply not good enough. But she was on this tour now, and she was just going to deal with it and listen to the guy talk. He was kind of hot, anyway. While they walked, he was talking to one of the parents. He had the forced smile of a person who didn’t want to deal with this shit. Nicole herself had worn that smile many times, working fast food.

She would never have to go back to her restaurant. That was a huge relief, one that made her relax and listen as the guide talked about the first moon landing. She sat down on a plastic moon rock and rubbed at a wasp sting on the back of her hand. She’d never been stung before that morning.

About the Author

Stephanie Mann lives in Massachusetts. Besides writing, she spends her free time working with fan conventions. She loves to travel, and has visited many tourist traps along the way.

READY TO GO is Stephanie Mann's first novel.

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Book Spotlight: Bone Deep by Bonnie Dee

In the fall of 1946, grieving war widow Sarah goes to the carnival with her friends and is riveted by the tattooed man in the freak show, sporting head to toe body art. Later she discovers him hiding in her hayloft, escaped from virtual imprisonment since childhood by the carnival's evil owner. She shelters him on her farm, fighting a powerful sexual attraction while learning about his mysterious past and gentle nature. When a local child goes missing, Tom uses his psychic gifts to locate her, but his assistance in the case doesn't allay the town's mistrust of such an exotic stranger in their midst. Small-town prejudice tears the lovers apart and a very real threat from carnival owner Art Reed endangers them. Can they rise above obstacles of fear and hate to create the family both have always craved?

Discordant carnival music and the smell of burnt sugar, popcorn and axle grease drifted through the crisp fall air. In the dusk, the colored lights of the rusty rides shone in broken lines where bulbs were missing. Faded canvas tents housed games of chance, a fortune-teller, a fun house and freaks. Sarah walked the trash-strewn paths between booths and rides and wondered why sheíd come. She hated carnivals.ìSarah, you made it!î Grace May called across the loud music and barkerís cries. She caught up with Sarah and linked arms. ìIím so glad. You spend far too much time alone on the farm. You need to get out more.î Sarah smiled without comment. It was easy to read Graceís message between the lines. ëStop grieving. John was killed over a year and a half ago. Itís time to start living again.í But Grace couldnít possibly know what Sarah felt like inside, hard as drought-baked earth longing for rain but more likely to shed water than soak it in and grow soft again. Johnís body had been shipped home from the front just before V.E. day ended the war. She could pinpoint April 29, 1945 as the day her heart froze. The moment sheíd seen John in the coffin and realized his death was real, Sarah had stopped feeling much of anything. She drew her light blue cardigan more tightly around her. There was a chill in the air at the end of a hot September day. Grace squeezed her arm. ìLook, I know youíre going to be mad at me butóî ìGrace, whatíd you do?î ìI told Mike to bring a friend along. You know Andrew Harper, who works at the hardware store? Heís new in town, single, almost forty but a real sweet guy and heís looking for someone.î ìWell, Iím not.î Sarah pulled her arm away from Grace, annoyed at her friendís meddling. ìAnd I donít appreciate your match-making without consulting me first.î ìCome on. Donít be upset. Itís only for this one evening. If you donít like the guy, you donít have to see him again. Oh look, there they are.î Grace grabbed Sarahís arm again and tugged her toward two men standing near the entrance to one of the tents. Graceís husband, Mike, was talking to a red-haired guy with a pleasant smile on his freckled face. He wore a short-sleeved shirt and a navy blue sweater-vest, and she vaguely remembered seeing the man when she had her screen door repaired at McNultyís Hardware. She might even have talked to him, but if she had, it hadnít left an impression. Harperís grip was warm and his smile shy as he shook her hand. ìHi. Iím Andrew Harper. I work atóî ìMcNultyís. I know. Iíve seen you there. Iím Sarah Cassidy.î She pulled her hand away from his and adjusted her sweater around her shoulders, aware of Grace and Mike exchanging glances. ìSo, how do you like living in Fairfield?î Harper shifted on his feet and a flush crept up from his neck, covering his freckles. ìI like it just fine.î He cleared his throat and looked across the fairgrounds. ìThatís nice.î Sarah couldnít think of a single thing to add. She didnít want to make small talk. She wished she was at home reading a book or listening to the radio. Mike stepped forward interrupting, the awkward moment. ìHow about a ride on the Ferris wheel, ladies?î ìNot for me,î Grace replied. ìI hate heights and even if I didnít I wouldnít trust that thing.î She indicated the ancient metal wheel arching against the night sky. The cars swayed as it jerked to a stop. ìHow about in here?î Andrew pointed to the tent near them. The painting on the side of the canvas showed obese, bearded, dwarfed, misshapen, tattooed, hermaphrodite freaks. You could gawk at them for only a quarter. She thought those who were willing to pay to view handicapped people were more pathetic than the unfortunates themselves. But Grace and Mike agreed so Sarah paid her money and followed the others inside. In the hushed darkness beneath the canvas, each display was illuminated by a single bare bulb. The dim light cast odd shadows, adding to the gloomy atmosphere of the stifling tent. Heat from earlier in the day was trapped in the airless enclosure. The smell of unwashed bodies and cow manure was rank. Sarah removed her cardigan and tied it around her hips. Only a few other people wandered from one attraction to the next. There was a placard set up in front of each ëdisplayí. There was a calf with a fifth leg lying on a bed of straw. A two-foot-tall dwarf sat on a stool, smoking a cigarette and gazing impassively at the fair-goers. Sarah felt as if sheíd stepped back into medieval times as she trailed her friends from one mistake of nature to the next. What next? Bear baiting and a public execution? She watched the bearded woman open her robe to reveal a breast then tug on her facial hair to prove its validity. Feeling like a voyeur, Sarah dropped her gaze. She moved on to observe another woman who had some kind of growth on the side of her neck, which on closer examination proved to have stunted facial features--natureís aborted attempt at a twin. The others lingered, studying the woman with the tumor, but Sarah moved quickly ahead, anxious to be out of the hot, oppressive tent. It felt wrong to be gaping at these peoplesí anomalies. The next station appeared to be empty. The wooden chair beneath the yellow glow of the light bulb was empty. Sarah peered into the shadows behind the spotlighted chair and saw something moving. Then the dark figure stepped into the circle of light. Sarah drew in her breath. The man was a walking tapestry of color. Every bit of his skin was covered in tattoos. Angels, devils, dragons, flames, flowers and skulls were tossed on blue waves. There was no common theme to the tattoos and only the decorative blue swirls connected them. It gave the impression of flotsam floating in the wake of a shipwreck. In the center of the manís chest was a red heart, not a Valentine confection but a knobby fist-shaped lump with stubs of aortas sticking out. Wrapped around the heart were links of black chain, binding it tight. The movements of his muscles as he took his seat caused the images to expand and contract, as if they pulsed with life. With all the ink covering his body, it took Sarah a moment to notice how very nearly naked he was. A loincloth hung from his hips. As he sat, propping one knee up on a rung of the chair, the cloth opened to reveal that his thigh was covered with images right up to his groin. A flush of heat lanced through her, settling warmly in between her legs. She brushed her hair back from her burning cheeks and tucked it behind her ear. She knew she should move on, but couldnít stop staring at the tattooed man. He gazed past her, across the tent, focusing on something. Sarah fought the urge to look over her shoulder at whatever he was seeing. His body was as concealed as if he were clothed. The designs covered every limb and muscle, distracting the eye from his nudity. Even his face and shaven head were tattooed. More tentacles of the swirling blue design marked his cheeks and framed his eyes making their vivid blue seem to glow like a gas flame. When he turned his head to the side, images bloomed up the back of his neck and fanned over his scalp in a fountain of colors. The shreds of pale skin between the tattoos served as contrast to red, purple, ochre, green and inky black. Sarah suddenly realized that her friends had already looked at the tattooed man and gone on ahead while she still stood and stared. Unwillingly, she started to walk away. Just then he turned his head and his eyes caught and held Sarahís. Her breath stopped and her heart pounded. He was gazing at her as intently as she had been looking at him, peering deep inside her. She felt naked in front of him and longed to run away from his searing gaze, but found it impossible to move her feet. It was as if he saw and marked her pain, still percolating underneath the veneer of dull ennui. His scalpel gaze hurt as it cut through her scars. Tears stung her eyes and she blinked to clear them. Then the man looked away, once again staring sightlessly at that invisible mark on the opposite side of the tent. Sarah moved on, feeling shaken and anxious, wondering what had just happened. That moment of connection had been as sharp and real as anything sheíd ever experienced. She longed to go home, bury herself under her bedcovers, and forget what sheíd seen tonight. She hurried past the rest of the exhibits, but before she followed her friends out of the sideshow Sarah took a last glance at the tattooed man. A cluster of people blocked her view. She had to leave without seeing him again. The rest of the evening passed in a blur of carnival lights and music and too much noise. She made pointless small talk with Grace, Mike, and Andrew but nothing registered. She felt as if she was walking in a dream. Her mind kept returning to the arresting vision of the tattooed man, to his intense eyes even more than the art decorating his muscular body. If only she could steal away from her friends, pay her quarter and see him one last time. Instead, she bid them all goodnight, rejected Andrewís offer to see her home, and walked over the hill, through the pasture to her house.

Bonnie Dee began telling stories as a child. Whenever there was a sleepover, she was the designated ghost tale teller, guaranteed to frighten and thrill with macabre tales. She still has a story printed on yellow legal paper in second grade about a ghost, a witch and a talking cat. Writing childish stories for her own pleasure led to majoring in English at college. Like most English majors, she dreamed of writing a novel, but didn't have the necessary focus and follow through at that time in her life. A husband, children and work occupied the next twenty years and it was only in 2000 that she began writing again. Bonnie enjoys reading stories about people damaged by life who find healing with a like-minded soul. When she couldn't find enough books to suit her taste, she began to write them.  

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Triple Cover Reveal: The D.I.R.E. Trilogy by Joni Hahn

Credentials: • Second generation Former Navy SEAL • DIRE’s top agent Enhancements: • Teleportation • Invisibility

Raised in the art of warfare, Former Navy SEAL, Tristan Jacobs, has always been a force to reckon with. Now that D.I.R.E. has successfully implemented his scientific enhancements, he’s a walking weapon. Unstoppable, as long as he stays focused. No relationships. When ex-BUD/S teammate, Aidan Monroe, interrupts his long-awaited sabbatical to call in a favor, Tristan reluctantly fills the simple request: take out his sister’s fiancé. One problem: Rachel Monroe - smokin’ hot, kind-hearted, and in desperate need of a protector. After the best sex of his life, Tristan’s afraid unstoppable is just a memory. Knowing Aidan’s temper, Tristan could be, too. Rachel Monroe had a plan to help her mother. Her brother ruined everything when his gorgeous, super-agent friend teleported her to some forsaken island - and his bed. She’s drawn to him despite the fact he’s a professional agent, much like the people suspected of killing her father. Now, his enemies have come to her small town, looking for vengeance. Have they found more than they bargained for? Or, does the past have its own retribution in mind?

Credentials: • Second generation Former Navy SEAL • DIRE’s latest SEAL acquisition Enhancements: • Electrical Conductor

Former Navy SEAL, Aidan Monroe, embraces risk. Show him a hint of danger – or a beautiful woman - and he’s all over it. The only commitments in his life: his new D.I.R.E. enhancements and finding his father’s killers. Cassandra Naylor, daughter of D.I.R.E.’s greatest foe, has one goal in mind: save her father and twin brother. However, she didn’t bank on D.I.R.E.’s superpowers, or Aidan Monroe’s irresistible appeal. Cassandra can’t ignore the scorching electricity between her and Aidan. When their passion is unleashed after a night of dangerous, life-changing events, Cassandra knows there’s no going back. Yet, giving in to her feelings guarantees her father’s vengeful wrath. While they fight their attraction for one another, traitors from the past, and death-defying circumstances force shocking revelations to the surface. Can their love overcome history and betrayal? Or, will the past rob them of any future they have together?

Credentials: • Rebel son of Former Navy SEAL • Trained under his father Enhancements: • Time Travel

d’Artagnan (Dar) Naylor: trained by the best, disciplined by the toughest, and raised by the vilest - his father. He bought into Robert Naylor’s life of crime, until he learned the reasons behind it. Now, he possesses enhancements installed by The D.I.R.E. Agency – an organization he once called enemy. He has to stop the traitors from the past before they destroy the future. And, despite what they say, his decision has nothing whatsoever to do with retro beauty, Jocelyn Chalmers. Jocelyn wakes up in the future without a memory. All she’s certain of is the fear in her gut and her blinding attraction to gorgeous, protective D.I.R.E. agent, d’Artagnan Naylor. When close quarters prove too much for their passionate hunger, Dar knows his future is destined for hard decisions. Once Jocelyn’s memory returns, she begs Dar to return to the year nineteen forty-four and save the world. Yet, to change the past, changed the future. How can they be certain of the consequences of his actions? How can he return her to the past where she belongs after all they’ve shared? Turbulent times come to a head when the past sends its own version of destruction to the future in the midst of long-awaited retribution. Can Dar escape his past to save the future? Or, does fate have its own reckoning in mind?

Release Date: December 16

 

 

By day, Joni Hahn keeps her secret decoder ring hidden while she works as a mild-mannered HR manager and accounting generalist. She believes the world can never have too many superheroes, and anxiously waits for the call when one will need help saving the world… or getting into his costume. Joni was born with a hopelessly tender heart and believes there is nothing more exhilarating than falling in love (Other than the rear shot of Chris Evans in The Avengers - that was pretty darn exhilarating). A native Texan, she thinks cowboys are the epitome of masculinity, and that country music is the other soul music. Joni's three-book, action adventure romance series, The D.I.R.E. Agency, will be released in December 2013. Flirting for Dimwits, Book One in her Royal Texans series, will be release in 2014.

 

 

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