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Dark desires, secrets and fiery passions crash together

 for a thrilling ride in the Dragon Drillers MC trilogy. 

Backstabbed and Bitchslapped

Dragon Drillers MC Book 1

by Dani Carr

Genre

 Reverse Harem MC Romance 

I often wonder why some people have all the luck while others have none.

I found out the hard way that I was in the second category.

When my husband dies of an overdose while banging my best friend, a long list of unfortunate events unravels before me.

I believed I was leaving behind all the devastation that tore my world to shreds. I was wrong.

When my beloved uncle left me a vast inheritance, it came just in time to help me make my escape. But nowhere in the paperwork did it mention anything about inheriting his enemies, too.

I’ve caught the eye of more than one local man, but I’m no longer interested in being tied down.

Little do they know, change is inevitable. These men will have to stay out of my way or learn to reap what they sow.

Warning

This book is a dark reverse harem. This book may

 contain profanity, drug and alcohol abuse, scenes of

 violence, nudity, BDSM, human trafficking and death. It

 may contain mention of rape, child abuse, and spousal

 abuse. Please do not read if these are things that

 could harm your mental state. 

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Backhanded and Bloodthirsty

Dragon Drillers MC Book 2

 

I often wonder why nice guys finish last while scum wins the race of life.

I try to be a good person, a loving mother, an understanding partner. I did everything I was supposed to do.

But maybe selfishness overcame me

I’m living on my family’s farm with my amazing daughter. There are wonderful men in my life, and I get to do what I love every day.

Until I woke up in pain, my world crumbling around me.

I despise being weak, hate needing to lean on anyone. And I told myself I would never be that helpless woman again.

Those asshole bikers with their godlike superiority weren’t responsible for the crimes I laid at their feet. But they did too much damage to forgive or forget their indiscretions.

Dare I offer amnesty to those who have harmed me in the past?

Am I strong enough to survive if they turn on me a second time?

Warning

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Backlash and Bloodshed

Dragon Drillers MC Book 3

  

I often wonder why there is so much evil in this world and why more than my fair share comes knocking at my door.

I’m forced to become someone I never knew I could be, but no one harms my family.

I’m lucky to have an entire motorcycle club, willing to do whatever it takes to help me destroy my enemies and I’m not afraid to let the Dragon Drillers do their worst.

Gone is the helpless damsel I used to be and if the men in my life can’t accept that…well, that is a them problem.

Warning: This book is a dark reverse harem. This book may contain profanity, drug and alcohol abuse, scenes of violence, nudity, BDSM, human trafficking and death. It may contain mention of rape, child abuse, and spousal abuse. Please do not read if these are things that could harm your mental state. Thank you.

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Dani Carr lives on a farm in Manitoba, Canada. She

 married her high school sweetheart many years ago.

 With three kids, two dogs, cats, horses and a feisty

 donkey, her life is very busy. When she's not writing,

 she enjoys reading, crafting, playing board games,

 kayaking and watching movies. She's shamelessly

 addicted to coffee and potato chips.

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Title:  The Monster Within

Author: Marguerite Labbe

Publisher:  NineStar Press

Release Date: 10/15/2024

Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 121200

Genre

 Horror Romane, 19th century,

 Paris, French countryside,

 chevalier, tinker, fey, magic, monsters, 

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For centuries, the Chevaliers de Rouen pledged to fight the monsters that inhabit France until their last breath. In the mid 1800s, Michel-Leon Parisee is the last of his line. The whispering memories of the chevaliers who passed before him offer help but have also driven other chevaliers mad with their constant advice, so Michel-Leon is forced to maintain a careful balance. When an ancient hunger threatens Paris, Michel-Leon must gather every tool he has to fight a terrifying threat that has eluded destruction before.

Constantin Severin is fey kissed, a man who walks the line between the fantastical and the mundane. He is determined to kill the magicman, the monster who destroyed his childhood, and rescue its young victims. In doing so, Constantin is in danger of becoming what he hates most. He needs a chevalier, but Michel-Leon is consumed with his own battle. Constantin must set aside old suspicions and his wandering ways if he is going to bargain for the help he needs.

Together, they can find the strength they need to battle their respective demons. They can learn they don’t have to fight alone, but it will take trust. It will take letting down long erected barriers, and it will take love. If they fail, Paris will be destroyed by the creatures that threaten it when the swarm hatches and decimates the city.

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Dusk settled over the forested hills and rounded knobs of the mountainside as Michel-Leon Parisee crouched on an overlook and waited as patiently as any other predator waiting for its prey’s nose to peek out of hiding. An early April snowstorm had blown through several days ago, and evidence remained by the snow lingering around gnarled roots and the bite that clung to the air.

“This could go bad before we know it,” Régine Bardin commented as she hunkered down next to him, her gaze intent on the valley below. “The villagers are on edge and grumbling for payback.”

“That’s often the reaction when two worlds collide.” Michel-Leon spared a glance for her. Rumors and whispers had abounded since she was a girl that she was his bastard half-sister. Their coloring was similar, though her hair was more of a true red and his gilded with gold and brown. She had a riot of curls she never could tame, and his tended more toward tousled waves. They both had the same long, lean body and warm smile, and though their temperaments were quite often opposite, they complemented each other.

He thought of her as a sister, and she wished for it for all the wrong reasons.

The stamping of horses and the creak of wagon wheels sounded behind him as the villagers unloaded his requested goods. It broke the silence among the birch and firs. Michel-Leon continued to wait as Régine shifted next to him.

“The tricksters are coming.”

The voices whispered in his head, one warning coming out clear amongst the jumble of messages, as the first pinprick of yellow eyes appeared in the goblin holes that riddled the far hillside. The warning only he could hear—and Régine couldn’t—proved, despite all the rumors and wishing, they didn’t share blood.

“Here we go,” Michel-Leon said as Régine stood and laid her hand on the hilt of her sheathed, long-bladed knife.

Another pair followed the first eyes and then a dozen until the mountain holes were lit like a swarm of fireflies. Michel-Leon straightened and glanced over his shoulder at the small group of men gathered outside the abandoned chapel doors. “Is the tribute ready?” he asked.

A low grumbling answered him as he turned his attention back to the waiting eyes. “Oui. But I don’t see why we ought to give up the food we tilled and toiled for to a mob of troublesome creatures. You’re a chevalier. Blow them out or bury them deep. Isn’t that why we called you here?”

Régine rolled her eyes heavenward. The old ways were being forgotten, and Michel-Leon suppressed a sigh to echo Régine’s sentiment. He pointed at the starry field of blinking eyes. “I could do it your way, but it would end up costing you a lot more than a few barrels of spirits, calves you were going to cull anyway, and some bushels of root vegetables you can afford to give up.”

The other way would be bloody and long, and they’d never be sure they got them all. If even one goblin survived, the stunts it would pull afterward would make the villagers long for the days of kicked over milk pails and holes bored in fences.

The grumbling returned. “What’s to keep them from picking up their pranks and tricks again after you leave? The supplies won’t last long. We don’t figure to keep doing this each month.”

“Don’t worry, if they agree to the terms of the pact, they won’t bother you for a long time.” Michel-Leon patted his pocket to check if his surprise was still there. If this didn’t cause a stir of interest among the creatures, nothing would. He started to walk away and then paused. “I’d wait in the chapel if I were you. Some of the more mischievous among them might see you as friendly targets to play with when they come to collect their booty. Staying out of sight is best. I’ll let you know when it’s over.”

Michel-Leon took off in the gathering dark, one hand resting on his pistol as Régine strode beside him with the same posture. He wasn’t worried they’d have to pull it, but he didn’t want to chance the goblins would find the shiny metal fascinating and attempt to steal it. With his luck, one would blow its damn fool head off, and then negotiations would be over.

“I hope you have more tricks than they do,” Régine muttered. “I’ve never seen an infestation this big.”

“They have fewer places to parlay, and the machines with the iron and the steam, the gutting of the earth, make them uneasy.”

Michel-Leon cocked his head to listen for any other nuggets of wisdom articulating itself in the endless whispers, but nothing stood out. “Times are changing, Régine. Too fast for the little ones to keep up. Science is outstripping magic.”

“You sound regretful.” Régine spared him a glance. “There will always be more monsters.”

“Not everything different is monstrous.” A fact Michel-Leon believed fervently and one that had set him apart from other chevaliers when he was in training.

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Marguerite Labbe loves to spin tales that cross genre lines, where stubborn men build lifelong ties of loyalty, friendship, and family no matter the odds thrown against them, and where love is found in unexpected places. When she’s not working hard on writing new stories, she spends her time reading novels of all genres, enjoying role-playing and tabletop games with her friends, and taking long walks with her dog.

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 A little getaway takes a deadly turn for Morgan and

 Kyle Murphy in this spicy suspense thriller about a

 marriage filled with passion, secrets, and suspicions.

  

A Little Getaway

by Bonnie Traymore

Genre

 Spicy Suspense Thriller

  

A little getaway takes a deadly turn for Morgan and

 Kyle Murphy in this spicy suspense thriller about a

 marriage filled with passion, secrets, and suspicions.

Morgan Murphy has always longed for a romance for the ages. And she’s found it with husband Kyle Murphy—until their spicy marriage suddenly starts to cool off.

Is Kyle preoccupied and distant because of a problem with his development project? Or is it something worse? Could Kyle Murphy be...cheating? He’s hiding something, that’s for sure. And Morgan’s determined to find out what it is.

With the help of gal pal Carla Flores, Morgan tracks her husband’s movements, and the signs increasingly point to infidelity, the ultimate sin in Morgan’s book. When Kyle increases their life insurance and surprises her with a weekend getaway to get their mojo back, she goes on the offensive and hatches a plan to make him come clean about what’s been going on.

But before she can pull it off, Morgan’s attacked and nearly kidnapped, and Kyle vanishes from the resort without a trace. With no clue as to who took Kyle or why, she’s not sure who is the biggest threat: the shady investor he owes money to, the police, or the guys she hired to teach Kyle a lesson. With the clock ticking, she needs to find out soon.

Before they come for her, too.

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"Edge of the seat suspense in this riveting thriller about a husband and wife hiding deadly secrets from each other that will keep you guessing all the way to the explosive ending. Another winner for Bonnie Traymore!" -- R.G. Belsky, author of the award-winning Clare Carlson series

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ONE

Morgan

I smell death in the air. A briny scent with an undercurrent of decay, wafting in from the murky sea outside our sliding glass door. 

“Kyle?” I call out again.

Nothing.

Maybe he went for a walk on the beach? 

But that wasn’t the plan. 

Something’s not right.

I close the door and lock it.

Where did he go? 

A log pops in the fireplace, and I startle. This was supposed to be a romantic little getaway, but so far, things have been tense.

“I have a surprise for you, Morgan,” he said, about a week ago. 

So here I am, in this little cottage on the beach that he picked for us, in the middle of nowhere, a few miles north of Monterey Bay. A chance to rekindle our marriage. Put some spark back into it. The resort, if you could call it that, is a series of separate units on a vast swath of beachfront land, one step up from a trailer park. I suppose it could be romantic under different circumstances, with the rugged beach outside our door and a cozy fire inside. 

I have a bad feeling, though. I came out of the shower and saw a few drops of blood in the bathroom sink. I figured he’d cut himself shaving. And now he’s nowhere to be found. A chill runs up my spine. This place is getting creepier by the minute. Do I wait here like a sitting duck? 

The office is on the other side of the property, and I’m not sure if anyone’s there at this hour of the night. It’s not that late. Just after nine in the evening. But even when we checked in, around noon, it took a good twenty minutes for the woman to come to the front desk and help us.

I don’t want to overreact, so I decide I’ll take the car and drive to the store. 

Better safe than sorry.

We talked about the fact that I needed milk for my morning coffee. It’ll buy me some time, and when I get back, maybe he’ll be here, wondering where I’ve been. And if it turns out to be nothing, I can keep this little freak out to myself. 

But we took his car, so I have to find the keys. I rush into the bedroom and look around. I thought I saw them on the dresser, but they’re not there. 

His pants are draped over the back of a chair. 

I check the pockets. 

Nothing.

My heart starts to race. 

I rifle through his carry-on bag.

No luck. 

His cell is gone, along with his wallet. I wonder if he went out for provisions while I was in the shower? But the car is parked near the office, a few cottages away, so I can’t see if he’s taken it. I pick up the house phone and call the front desk, thinking maybe the attendant could check if the car is there. It rings and rings and nobody answers. 

My heart races even faster. Rushing into the kitchen area, I survey the options. I grab the utility knife. With its five-inch blade, it’s the best option. This is a risky move. I’ll look like a psycho walking around with it if someone sees me, and the last thing I want is to call attention to myself. But the place seems deserted, so it’s unlikely I’ll be spotted.

Who comes to a beach resort in the middle of winter? 

This was his idea, I remind myself. 

And now I’m here. 

Alone.

At a deserted resort.

Clenching the knife in my fist, I step out the sliding glass door and start making my way to the front office.

Bonnie Traymore is the award-winning, Amazon best selling author of page-turner mystery/thrillers that hit close to home. Her books feature strong but relatable female protagonists. The plots explore difficult topics such as jealousy, infidelity, murder, and the impact of psychological disorders, but she also includes bits of romance and humor to lighten the mood from time to time. She's an active status member of International Thriller Writers and Mystery Writers of America.

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On the outside, Karter appears to have the perfect life, but no one knows about the debilitating episodes that invade his mind and body. 

The only place he’s ever felt at ease is at his grandfather’s house, where he meets the mysterious Ella. 

As Karter and Ella get to know one another, they find themselves connected on a deeper level that neither understands. 

Readers who enjoy forbidden romances will devour Rose Moon by Heidi Adams, a steamy paranormal romantasy.

 

What secrets do we keep to protect the one we love? What lies do we tell, and what are we willing to sacrifice?

Karter Quint has the perfect life: star athlete, gifted pianist, straight A-student, handsome and charismatic, he seems fated for success.

What nobody knows is that he has battled debilitating episodes during which a strange force invades his mind and body.

The only place where Karter truly feels at ease is at his grandfather’s house on the water in Cliff Island, Maine. There, he meets a mysterious girl named Ella and has an instant obsession.

He learns that she is a Meridian, or mermaid. Karter and Ella find themselves connected on a higher level—a level that neither understands.

They begin a heated and intense romance constrained by their limiting circumstances. However, loving Ella comes at a cost.

Karter must take extreme measures of secrecy to protect her, straining relationships with his family and friends well into his adult life.

Rose Moon is an emotional and epic love story, and the first in a paranormal romance series, that will keep you guessing until the very end.

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Copyright 2024, Heidi Adams

I wake up with a slight gasp. With my head still on my pillow, I look around my room, with a sensation of being watched. Yet there’s nothing unusual. I listen, but there are no sounds outside of the ordinary. Then I feel it. The pull from my center again, just like last night.  

This pulling sensation guides me out of bed and moves me to the hall, past Poppy Joe’s room, down the stairs, and to the back door. It’s coming from outside.

I slowly open the door and step onto the porch. The moon is full, and the bay is glimmering. The pull beckons me down the hill, where the grass is cool on my feet. On the dock, it’s even colder and eerily quiet. A shiver runs down my spine and arms, and the hair raises on the back of my neck. This strange force leads me to the edge of the dock, and I slowly sit down. 

The water starts to glow a yellowy green as wet skin on a beautiful body emerges.

 My heart races with fear, and I have the urge to run, but then a calming feeling hits me. My jaw opens, my heart pounds in my ears, and I haven’t moved a muscle. 

It’s Ella.

We lock eyes for what seems like an eternity.

“I was hoping I would see you again. I am not going to hurt you,” she finally says.

I try to form a word, but nothing comes out.

“Can I sit there next to you?”

I nod. My eyes are wide, and I don’t think I’ve blinked since she appeared.

She pulls herself out of the water and fixates on me. Her cheekbones are high, accenting her large, upturned eyes. Her lips are full and rosy. Our faces are inches apart. She slowly reaches towards my face and gently drags her fingers over my forehead, down my temple and cheek, ending at my jawline. 

I force myself to breathe. I’ve seen these eyes before. The green is gleaming within them, and they’re picking up a reflection. My gaze shifts from her face down her body… Instead of legs, she has a…tail, greenish in color, but I can’t tell because of the soft light radiating through it. Her tail is glowing. She’s a…mermaid.

 My heart races in fear again. She grips my shoulder, and intense peace radiates through me. I’m pulled into those mesmerizing eyes, like I’m part of her and have known her my whole life. I still haven’t spoken.

“I have wanted to meet you for a long time,” she says.

Her smile is warm and natural. My initial shock is starting to wear off. She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.

“You're…uh…um…glowing,” I finally say.

She laughs. Beads of water drip off her long blonde hair.

“Glad you noticed. I wanted you to see me for the first time in the dark.”

“Uh-huh,” is all I can say.

“Do you want to see me again?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Can you meet me out here tomorrow after midnight?”

“Yes.”

She takes my hand in hers. My breath catches.

“How do you feel?” she whispers as she leans in closer.

“Like this isn’t real.” 

“Good,” she says as she traces my face again.

Her touch sends a wave of energy through me. “Until tomorrow.”

Then she slips back into the water and disappears.

It takes me a few minutes, but I slowly stand up and look around. The world is asleep, but I am wide awake

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About Heidi Adams

Hi! My name is Heidi Adams, and I write wherever my characters guide me, which is mostly romance! A little paranormal/fantasy, a little contemporary, sometimes even a little dark. 

My characters take me on journeys that push me to the edge of my emotions with toe-curling passion, heart-pounding suspense that will leave you on the edge of your seat, and a ride full of twists and turns...but passion and love are always the driving force behind my characters and the heart of their stories. I love LOVE! And when I write, I escape into a world that love conquers all, even in the darkest of hours.

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