About the Book

​Title: Believe in Me – Real Love Series Book 2
Author: Angela Coffey
Genre: Erotic Romance
With his rugged good looks and quiet demeanor, actor Dylan Cross was the epitome of mysterious sex appeal. Playing the role of the President of an outlaw MC Club put him in the spotlight and meant he never heard the word `no’, especially from California girls. That changed the day he met Tara Black; a small town tattoo artist trying to find her place in the world of modeling for the Alternative Girl agency.
With a past full of horrible memories and emotional demons, Tara hides her insecurities with a beautiful smile. Content being alone, she closets herself from any type of intimacy.
It was a simple twist of fate that sparked their unlikely friendship that quickly blossomed into a heated attraction and unbreakable bond. Since a person can only fight love for so long, they were left with a decision: all or nothing.
When a single phone call opens the flood gates of Dylan’s past, that decision is put on hold as he returns to his home town of Woodstock, NY.
Can Tara handle the life changing issues headed Dylan’s way?
Can Dylan convince Tara that, regardless of the past, he wants her to be his present and future?
Will they find a way to walk through each other’s trials hand in hand, leaving them with a love that is perfectly imperfect?

​Author Bio

Angela Coffey is an indie author from the beautiful town of Woodstock, NY. After the release of her debut novel, Alive With You- Real Love Series book 1, she decided to spread her wings and fly. Her new novel, Believe In Me- Real Love Series book 2, is the second book in a four-part series. The Real Love Series can be read in order or as a stand-alone series, either way you’ll fall in love with the reoccurring characters.
Angela is an epilepsy warrior, avid reader, coffee addict, tattoo enthusiast, and lover of B-rate Shark movies. You can find and follow her on Amazon, Facebook, and Twitter.
Facebook:   @ARCoffeyauthor
Twitter:  @AngieSOA_girl

Book Excerpt

Atia stared coldly at all the self-righteous bastards. The last she’d seen of her da and uncle was when they sailed away on Lucky Charms. It was after they helped her escape from Crisp’s slaver captain, Mandingo, and also the pirate Slasher Al. She had waved almost cheerfully; unaware it was the final goodbye. “You’ll not go from me sight, only from me view,” her da had told her before they parted ways. Now her da was dead and Uncle Rourke too. She prayed to all the gods that her brothers were safe. They had been sent to Aragua on an errand.
Atia eyed a guard’s belt, where a dagger gleamed. The shackles weighed heavy on her limbs, but she had just enough leeway.
“Atia Crisp, you are charged with associating with a known pirate, mischief—” Goblet stopped.
Atia grabbed the weapon and plunged it into the guard’s neck. He screamed and flailed his arms, trying to shake her off. Blood jetted everywhere, saturating her dress.
“Order!” Goblet demanded and pointed at the remaining guards, who were staring in shock. “Well, stop her!”
Blower and a guard tackled Atia. Her face was slammed onto the wet floor. The blade slipped from her hand. She was then forced to her feet with a guard on each side of her.
Goblet jotted down an additional note. “You can add murder to your list of charges.”
“Uh, he’s not dead,” a guard said.
Goblet crossed it out and rewrote the line. “Fine. For attempted murder, you are so charged.”
The bleeding guard released a final gasp.
“Oh, he died,” Blower said.
Goblet was about to cross out what he’d written again.
“You’re sure?”
“Aye, he’s dead.”
“And murder,” Goblet continued. “Have you anything to say for yourself before I have you locked in the dungeon as a dangerous offender?”
An evil grin formed on Atia’s lips. “I’m a dangerous offender now, Da. Yer little girl’s all grown up!”
“Take her away and lock her up. Lock the rest of them up for interrogation,” Goblet ordered.
“Me Capitaine’s coming back for me. He’s comin’ for his dangerous offender,” Atia cackled.
“We’ll see how a month in the dark agrees with your tongue.” Goblet smacked the mallet again. “Court is adjourned.”

About the Book

 Title: No Quarter: Wenches – Volume 1
Author: MJL Evans
Genre: Historical Romance
Volume 1 of 6 begins in 1689 Port Royal, Jamaica, where Atia Crisp is imprisoned, awaiting trial, while refugees from Strangewayes’s plantation seek their new home. Guided by Capitaine la Roche, they face pursuit by the pirate hunter Big Dick and the perilous terrain of Bocas del Toro. Their future home of Sérénité hangs in the balance, complicated by the outbreak of war with France.
Series Description:
The adventures from No Quarter: Dominium continue with wenches! In 1689, Atia Crisp finds herself imprisoned in the wickedest city on earth, Port Royal, Jamaica, while the refugees from Strangewayes’s plantation in the Blue Mountains are on the run and seeking a new home, deep in the Caribbean. Captain Jean-Paul la Roche must get them to safety and find a way to liberate the woman he loves while waging a war against the English with the pirate Laurens de Graaf.
While besieged people suffer and starve, a group of women form a secret and illegal society deep from within the bowels of the city called: WENCH. A network that deals with smugglers, merchants, cutthroats and thieves. Dragged into the struggle for supremacy of the Caribbean, the women are divided and find themselves engulfed in bloodshed. The pirates of Port Royal and former enemies may be their only hope of escape.
Hell hath no fury like a cross wench!

Author Bio

MJL EVANS wanted to be a writer since she was ten years old and in 2014 she finally got her act together and pursued her dream. No Quarter: Dominium (Volumes 1-6) is her first book series. She is currently writing the No Quarter: Wenches book series, which is a continuation of the adventures in 17th century Port Royal, Jamaica. A huge fan of Monty Python, Red Dwarf, Game of Thrones and The Walking Dead. Her time is devoted to acrylic, oil and watercolor painting, catering to her two senior cats and of course, writing.
You can connect with MJL Evans on Twitter at @artistmjlevans or [email protected]


GM O’CONNOR is a huge movie fan, writer and visual artist. No Quarter: Dominium (Volumes 1-6) is his first book series and he’s currently writing No Quarter: Wenches. A lover of sci-fi and history, half his brain lives in the 17th century while the other half sails perpetually through space. He hopes to one day bring the No Quarter Series to film and/or graphic novel format.
You can connect with GM O’Connor on Twitter at @gm_oconnor or [email protected]


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Book Excerpt

The girls walk slowly inside the Crystal Palace. It’s hard not to be distracted by the magnificence, but Lizzie, McKenzie, and Lucia do their best to stay focused. As they proceed to walk inside the place of the palace they see the Mimics, and standing behind them is the Same Glam Goddess.
       “Thanks, Twinkle Toes, for that lovely performance earlier. You made getting the crystal that much easier,” says the Same Glam Goddess, laughing at McKenzie.
Lizzie and Lucia each put a hand on McKenzie’s shoulder and give her a tender smile.
      “Pick on someone your own age!” Lizzie shouts.
The Same Glam Goddess gives a bold, piercing look and says, “Mimics, take care of them. Their presence offends me.”
The Mimics take out their beauty blasters. McKenzie, Lizzie, and Lucia take out their wands, fire off some darts, and hide behind a display.
      A dart hits one of the Mimics square in the back. “Ow!” cries the Mimic. As she tries to nurse the wound in her back, the crystal falls to the ground.
The Same Glam Goddess clenches her fists and shouts, “You fool!”
Lizzie, McKenzie, and Lucia clutch hands and call out, “We know who you are, and we know what you do. You can’t make us the same. Princess Lovina, we need you.”
A golden light comes from the sky and begins to fill the Crystal Palace with rainbow colors.  Princess Lovina appears alongside Lizzie, McKenzie, and Lucia. Calmly, she says to the Same Glam Goddess, “Why are you doing this? You weren’t always this way. I remember when you were nice.” 
The Same Glam Goddess clutches the Friendship Freeze Ray for dear life. “Maybe we were friends, but that was long ago.” A hurt expression covers her face. “Piggy Princess they called me, because of my flat nose. It may not have been you, Princess Lovina, but that does not matter. Now, I am fierce and everyone fears me. Those days are over!” shrieks the Same Glam Goddess as she aims the Friendship Freeze Ray at them.
Princess Lovina turns to the girls and says, “Let’s take care of her together!” Princess Lovina uses her Same Silencer, and Lucia, Lizzie, and McKenzie fire their wands.
Whoosh! An army of colors surrounds their frightful foe.
The Same Glam Goddess reacts swiftly. “You won’t get me this time. Mimics, disperse!” she says, vanishing into hazy air.

About the Book

Title: Lizzie & McKenzie’s Fabulous Adventures: Mayhem in Madrid
Author: Dina C. Tate
Genre: Children’s Books, Fantasy
Imagine if all the little girls of the world looked alike.
If the Same Glam Goddess gets her way, it can surely happen.
McKenzie Rivers, the pint-sized daredevil, and Lizzie Sanders, who loves all things frilly, aren’t afraid of being different. And that’s exactly why Princess Lovina of Exquisite City calls upon them to stop the Same Glam Goddess from making all the little girls of the world look the same. With the aid of their magical lovely lockets and fierce diva weaponry, Lizzie and McKenzie will travel the world to find the Seven Crystals of Sisterhood. Their first stop is the magical city of Madrid.
Lizzie and McKenzie will need help to obtain the crystals before the Same Glam Goddess gets her hands on them. If the crystals are not found, little girls all over the world will remain under the spell of the Same Glam Goddess and will lose their identities forever! Will Lizzie and McKenzie be able to find the crystals, break the spell, and stop the Same Glam Goddess?

Author Bio

​Dina Tate is the President and Founder of GlobalGirlsSquad LLC a publishing and technology company.  Her first book which combines her love of travel and japanese animation is titled “Lizzie and McKenzie’s Fabulous Adventures”.


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About the Book

Title: Place to Belong
Author: Claire Boston
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Sean Flanagan has spent a lifetime alone and rejected, constantly hiding who he really is.
With a father who deserted him and a mother who despised him, Sean didn’t think things could get much worse … until he was kicked out of home for being gay. Now he’s discovered he has three half-sisters on the other side of the world. This might be his last chance to find people who will love and accept him. But he’s terrified that if they find out who he really is then they’ll reject him like the rest of his family.
Sean arrives in Houston and is stunned by the warm welcome he receives from his sisters. He begins to hope that maybe this time things will be different. That’s when he meets Hayden Johnson. To follow his heart means risking everything with his newfound family.
Hayden is tired of endless dating. He’s looking for a man to love, someone to spend the rest of his life with. His boss’s new brother ticks all the boxes on the attraction scale, but there’s just one problem – he’s not gay.
Will Sean let his fears rule him, or will he let in the chance of love and find a place where he belongs?

Author Bio

Claire Boston is the best-selling author of The Texan Quartet. In 2014 she was nominated for an Australian Romance Readers Award as Favourite New Romance Author.
Her debut contemporary romance novel, What Goes on Tour caught the attention of Momentum’s Joel Naoum when her first scene was read aloud at the Romance Writers’ of Australia (RWA) conference in 2013. This led to a four book contract for The Texan Quartet series.
Claire is proactive in organising social gatherings and educational opportunities for local authors. She is an active volunteer for RWA, as a mentor for aspiring authors and the reader judge coordinator.
When Claire’s not writing she can be found in the garden attempting to grow vegetables, or racing around a vintage motocross track. If she can convince anyone to play with her, she also enjoys cards and board games.
Claire lives in Western Australia, just south of Perth, with her husband, who loves even her most annoying quirks, and her grubby, but adorable Australian bulldog.

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Nadine shook her head as she took a sip of water and Stella stabbed at a potato chip with her fork.
“They’re not racist.”
“That word did not leave my lips.”
“But you’re thinking it,” Nadine countered, somewhat defensive.
Stella raised an eyebrow to show that she was not impressed or intimidated.
“They’re just … really … traditional.”
“OK,” Stella muttered, as she chewed.
“Ray is not happy about the situation.”
“Would you be?”
“It’s not the same thing,” insisted Nadine.
“Course it is. It’s the politics of meeting the parents. You’ve met his, he hasn’t met yours. If it were to be the other way round, everyone would say that he wasn’t that hot on you.”
“Stella!”
“And they would be right.”
“That’s not fair.”
“Neither is this,” asserted Stella. “You made your parents believe that I was the only one there when you collapsed.”
“Stella, the pain may have made me delirious … later. You were definitely the only one with me in the house, when it happened.”
“Ray was there when you were taken to A&E. Whether he was there when it actually happened or shortly afterwards, is immaterial. The bottom line is that you didn’t tell your parents about Raymond. They have no idea of the guy’s existence, much less his role, when you were taken to hospital.”
“This is different.”
“Exactly! You change the subject every time it comes up, or you make excuses.”
“They’re not excuses. They’re valid reasons.”
“Yeah, yeah … your parents are traditional and your dad might have a heart attack if he suspects that there is a possibility of you ending up with a boy who’s not from your tribe. I’ve heard it many times. What you’ve implied to Ray however, is that your parents are always too busy to meet him. If someone gave either of us a penny for how many times you spun whatever line …”
“They are not lines, Stella.”
“… we’d be billionaires by now.”
“Whatever.”
“And I mean, billionaires in pounds … not Naira.”
“Bitch.”
“Touché.”
“Look, many guys would have split after the first round of excuses … sorry, valid reasons.”
“Ouch! Thanks!”
“I’m your girl, Nadine, I’ll tell you the truth.”
“OK, first of all, you might be part-American, but you’re not black. So you don’t get to use phrases like I’m your girl.”
“And as if on cue, she changes the subject.”
 
Nadine sighed.
“Listen. You love him, he loves you. If I didn’t know better, I’d say this was down to some really powerful voodoo.”
Nadine gaped at her friend. “What?! You know I … you don’t even believe in voodoo.”
“No, I don’t. But he’s completely taken with you and as good as you probably are at blowing his brains out, I don’t think your relationship has lasted this long because you’ve got gold in your thong.”
“Charming! Would you try and get your voice up a notch? That way, everyone in the pub might actually hear you.” 
“Whatever. You know what I mean.”
“We have our moments.”
“And this … your refusal to let the poor guy meet your parents, is causing a really huge moment.”
“Stella, you don’t understand.”
“Yes, I do. You’re mummy’s only girl and daddy’s only princess. You’ve met and are head over heels with a guy, who is not of the same tribe as you. He can’t even pronounce your surname properly.”
“You can’t.”
“No, but I’m not sleeping with you. And as great a friend as you are to me and all, I don’t want a future with you.”
            Nadine rolled her eyes.
“Stop trying to digress. Here’s what’s important. He treats you well. You get on. He ticks your boxes and hits your spot. Who cares where he’s from?”
“Chief and Mrs. Nwaturuegwu do. Is there a better way to explain this to you?”
“Please try to explain, because I’m not even going to pretend to understand why anyone would care where Ray is from.”
“I told you, already. They just will.”
“They haven’t even met him. How do you know that they will?”
“Oh, I know.”
“Nadine, your parents are very nice, but if you’re sure they’ll object just because of his tribe, you’re going to have to usher them into the twenty-first century. We live in a global village. They sent you to school in England; so the chances of you bringing home a bloke who’s not from the same place as you? Pretty much 50-50.”
Nadine sighed.
“Plus technically, as politically incorrect as it is to say so, Ray’s not even … white. What would they do if he was?”
“You don’t want to know.”
“OK, so you can’t be with a guy who is Nigerian like you; what would happen if he wasn’t even Nigerian, to start with?”
“Don’t ask.”
“Why not? His dad’s Nigerian, his mum’s African even if she’s mixed.”
“Ghanaian.”
“Yeah, Ghanaian. Whatever. Continuing with that political incorrectness thing I’ve got going …”
“You’re on a roll, like your mum’s countrymen would say. Why stop now?” Nadine replied, a hint of sarcasm evident in her voice.
“I’m fully white. That’s not a problem.”
“Yeah … we already agreed that we’re not each other’s type.”
“Thank heavens for that. Else one of us might be horribly heartbroken.”
“What am I going to do? Listen, Stella, Ray and I can’t have one more argument about this.”
“So, don’t. Don’t have an argument about it.”
“I mean, it’s one thing to say that I’m travelling to Nigeria and he can’t come with me; it’s quite another to say my parents are coming to visit and he can’t see them.”
“I’ve told you what I think.”
 
There was a pause.
“Hey,” Stella said.
“What?”
“Isn’t it the case that in Ghana, you come from where your mum comes from, instead of your dad?”
“Some places. Depends on the tribe, but some are matrilineal.”
“So, technically, Ray is African; he could be Ghanaian.”
“How does that help? If we go down that route, we’re way below square one, because it would mean he’s not even Nigerian.”
​ Nadine shook her head as she took a sip of water and Stella stabbed at a potato chip with her fork.
“They’re not racist.”
“That word did not leave my lips.”
“But you’re thinking it,” Nadine countered, somewhat defensive.
Stella raised an eyebrow to show that she was not impressed or intimidated.
“They’re just … really … traditional.”
“OK,” Stella muttered, as she chewed.
“Ray is not happy about the situation.”
“Would you be?”
“It’s not the same thing,” insisted Nadine.
“Course it is. It’s the politics of meeting the parents. You’ve met his, he hasn’t met yours. If it were to be the other way round, everyone would say that he wasn’t that hot on you.”
“Stella!”
“And they would be right.”
“That’s not fair.”
“Neither is this,” asserted Stella. “You made your parents believe that I was the only one there when you collapsed.”
“Stella, the pain may have made me delirious … later. You were definitely the only one with me in the house, when it happened.”
“Ray was there when you were taken to A&E. Whether he was there when it actually happened or shortly afterwards, is immaterial. The bottom line is that you didn’t tell your parents about Raymond. They have no idea of the guy’s existence, much less his role, when you were taken to hospital.”
“This is different.”
“Exactly! You change the subject every time it comes up, or you make excuses.”
“They’re not excuses. They’re valid reasons.”
“Yeah, yeah … your parents are traditional and your dad might have a heart attack if he suspects that there is a possibility of you ending up with a boy who’s not from your tribe. I’ve heard it many times. What you’ve implied to Ray however, is that your parents are always too busy to meet him. If someone gave either of us a penny for how many times you spun whatever line …”
“They are not lines, Stella.”
“… we’d be billionaires by now.”
“Whatever.”
“And I mean, billionaires in pounds … not Naira.”
“Bitch.”
“Touché.”
“Look, many guys would have split after the first round of excuses … sorry, valid reasons.”
“Ouch! Thanks!”
“I’m your girl, Nadine, I’ll tell you the truth.”
“OK, first of all, you might be part-American, but you’re not black. So you don’t get to use phrases like I’m your girl.”
“And as if on cue, she changes the subject.”
 
Nadine sighed.
“Listen. You love him, he loves you. If I didn’t know better, I’d say this was down to some really powerful voodoo.”
Nadine gaped at her friend. “What?! You know I … you don’t even believe in voodoo.”
“No, I don’t. But he’s completely taken with you and as good as you probably are at blowing his brains out, I don’t think your relationship has lasted this long because you’ve got gold in your thong.”
“Charming! Would you try and get your voice up a notch? That way, everyone in the pub might actually hear you.” 
“Whatever. You know what I mean.”
“We have our moments.”
“And this … your refusal to let the poor guy meet your parents, is causing a really huge moment.”
“Stella, you don’t understand.”
“Yes, I do. You’re mummy’s only girl and daddy’s only princess. You’ve met and are head over heels with a guy, who is not of the same tribe as you. He can’t even pronounce your surname properly.”
“You can’t.”
“No, but I’m not sleeping with you. And as great a friend as you are to me and all, I don’t want a future with you.”
            Nadine rolled her eyes.
“Stop trying to digress. Here’s what’s important. He treats you well. You get on. He ticks your boxes and hits your spot. Who cares where he’s from?”
“Chief and Mrs. Nwaturuegwu do. Is there a better way to explain this to you?”
“Please try to explain, because I’m not even going to pretend to understand why anyone would care where Ray is from.”
“I told you, already. They just will.”
“They haven’t even met him. How do you know that they will?”
“Oh, I know.”
“Nadine, your parents are very nice, but if you’re sure they’ll object just because of his tribe, you’re going to have to usher them into the twenty-first century. We live in a global village. They sent you to school in England; so the chances of you bringing home a bloke who’s not from the same place as you? Pretty much 50-50.”
Nadine sighed.
“Plus technically, as politically incorrect as it is to say so, Ray’s not even … white. What would they do if he was?”
“You don’t want to know.”
“OK, so you can’t be with a guy who is Nigerian like you; what would happen if he wasn’t even Nigerian, to start with?”
“Don’t ask.”
“Why not? His dad’s Nigerian, his mum’s African even if she’s mixed.”
“Ghanaian.”
“Yeah, Ghanaian. Whatever. Continuing with that political incorrectness thing I’ve got going …”
“You’re on a roll, like your mum’s countrymen would say. Why stop now?” Nadine replied, a hint of sarcasm evident in her voice.
“I’m fully white. That’s not a problem.”
“Yeah … we already agreed that we’re not each other’s type.”
“Thank heavens for that. Else one of us might be horribly heartbroken.”
“What am I going to do? Listen, Stella, Ray and I can’t have one more argument about this.”
“So, don’t. Don’t have an argument about it.”
“I mean, it’s one thing to say that I’m travelling to Nigeria and he can’t come with me; it’s quite another to say my parents are coming to visit and he can’t see them.”
“I’ve told you what I think.”
 
There was a pause.
“Hey,” Stella said.
“What?”
“Isn’t it the case that in Ghana, you come from where your mum comes from, instead of your dad?”
“Some places. Depends on the tribe, but some are matrilineal.”
“So, technically, Ray is African; he could be Ghanaian.”
“How does that help? If we go down that route, we’re way below square one, because it would mean he’s not even Nigerian.”

​About the Book

Title: Forever There For You
Author: Chioma Nnani
Genre: Romance
When NADINE is confronted with the reality of her failing marriage, her first instinct is to work it out. She has had it drummed into her that marriage is ‘for better, for worse’. Walking out is just not an option – her faith would condemn her and her culture would make her a pariah.
The combination of Nadine’s background, education, social standing, friendships, faith, experiences and past relationships is meant to equip her to become a success. Failure is alien to her and love means forgiving at all cost.
As she tries to survive and make the most of the curves that life has thrown her, she discovers that ’success’ is a subjective term, and ‘happily ever after’ is something that you have to discover and define for yourself …

Author Bio

​Chioma Nnani is an award-winning author, who also contributes to business, lifestyle and literary publications. One of Africa’s most fearless storytellers, she is a 2016 CREATIVE AFRICAN Awards finalist in the category of “Best Fiction Writer”, and a DIVAS OF COLOUR 2016 finalist. Chioma has also been nominated twice for a UK BEFFTA (Black Entertainment Film Fashion Television and Arts) Award in the “Best Author” category. A talented ghost-writer who is known for “being able to get into your head and under your skin, before writing down exactly how you’re feeling”, Chioma has been named “One of 100 Most Influential Creatives in 2016” by London-based C.Hub Magazine.
She holds a Law (LLB) from the University of Kent and a Postgraduate Certificate in Food Law (De Montfort University, Leicester). She is the founder of THE FEARLESS STORYTELLER HOUSE EMPORIUM LTD (a premium storytelling outfit based in the Federal Capital Territory of Nigeria, where she lives), typically contributes to lifestyle and literary publications, and runs the “Memo From A Fearless Storyteller” blogazine at www.fearlessstoryteller.com for which she won the 2016 BEFFTA (Black Entertainment Film Fashion Television and Arts) Award.
 
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As a paperback, Forever There For You is available from Amazon in the  United States, United Kingdom, Germany, Brazil, Canada, and India.

Title: Believe in Me – Real Love Series Book 2
Author: Angela Coffey
Genre: Erotic Romance
With his rugged good looks and quiet demeanor, actor Dylan Cross was the epitome of mysterious sex appeal. Playing the role of the President of an outlaw MC Club put him in the spotlight and meant he never heard the word `no’, especially from California girls. That changed the day he met Tara Black; a small town tattoo artist trying to find her place in the world of modeling for the Alternative Girl agency.
With a past full of horrible memories and emotional demons, Tara hides her insecurities with a beautiful smile. Content being alone, she closets herself from any type of intimacy.
It was a simple twist of fate that sparked their unlikely friendship that quickly blossomed into a heated attraction and unbreakable bond. Since a person can only fight love for so long, they were left with a decision: all or nothing.
When a single phone call opens the flood gates of Dylan’s past, that decision is put on hold as he returns to his home town of Woodstock, NY.
Can Tara handle the life changing issues headed Dylan’s way?
Can Dylan convince Tara that, regardless of the past, he wants her to be his present and future?
Will they find a way to walk through each other’s trials hand in hand, leaving them with a love that is perfectly imperfect?

Author Bio

Angela Coffey is an indie author from the beautiful town of Woodstock, NY. After the release of her debut novel, Alive With You- Real Love Series book 1, she decided to spread her wings and fly. Her new novel, Believe In Me- Real Love Series book 2, is the second book in a four-part series. The Real Love Series can be read in order or as a stand-alone series, either way you’ll fall in love with the reoccurring characters.
Angela is an epilepsy warrior, avid reader, coffee addict, tattoo enthusiast, and lover of B-rate Shark movies. You can find and follow her on Amazon, Facebook, and Twitter.
Facebook:   @ARCoffeyauthor
Twitter:  @AngieSOA_girl

Title: Fool Me Twice
Author: Philippa Jane Keyworth
Genre: Historical Romance
In the gaming hells of eighteenth century London, orphan Caro Worth is leading a double life. By day she plays a proper gentlewoman on the lookout for a wealthy husband. By night she plays the infamous Angelica, her fictional half-sister with a talent for cards and an ability to finance the life her respectable self has built. An introduction to a rich Marquis brings marriage and security within Caro’s grasp…until the arrival of the unpredictable and totally ineligible Mr. Tobias Felton.
Dismayed by Felton’s persistent appearances, shocking frankness, and enigmatic green eyes, Caro watches helplessly as he comes closer than anyone to guessing her secret, but when complete and utter ruin threatens, she finds that Felton’s suspicions just might become her salvation. As the walls she has built to protect herself crumble down around her, Caro learns that no matter how careful your plans, life and love have a habit of falling quite spectacularly out of control!

​Review: What a sizzling romance between two characters who at first don't seem to get along, but have a lot more similarities between them than either of them thinks at first. Caro is amazing, and I loved her! She was so brave, not afraid to be different, and made such bold choices.

Book Excerpt

​Her high heels dug into the soft earth beneath her.
Her skirt and blouse, damp with sweat, clung to her body.
The trees whistled above her, the wind whipping through the branches.
Her heart raced, slamming against her chest. Her right side ached, shooting the pain up toward her chin. Her mind raced as fast as her legs moved—escape remained her only option. A grimace twisted her lips, as the stitch in her side grew stronger.
Footsteps lingered behind her. Not far. Close. Veronica glanced over her shoulder, tripping on a branch beneath her. The soft earth padded her knee and braced her fall. Up. She shot to her feet, as her adversary threatened to close the distance even more.
Glancing over her shoulder, she saw only blackness. Nothing more. She strained to hear his labored breathing, but she heard only her heartbeat instead.
A shot rang out, slamming against a tree branch off to her left. Her head whipped around, as bark sprayed in every direction. A piece caught her cheek, slicing it, and she swiped it away with her left hand. Brushing it aside like a dead fruit fly.
The blood on her fingers lingered.
Saltwater dripped into her eyes, obscuring her field of vision. With the same hand, she wiped away the remnants of sweat—and transferred the blood to her cheek—as a voice called out to her.
“You won’t get far,” the voice said. “Daddy’s going to get you.”
She shook her head, just one quick motion to clear the voice from her mind. Her arms pumped at her sides, like two pistons working together. She grimaced as the darkness found her and a hand touched her shoulder. The hand was stiff, and it lingered longer than it should have. When she turned her head, she discovered it was a tree. An owl hooted above her, as dark shadows crept over her and the surrounding forest. The moon guided her. It was more than enough light to offer her a sense of direction.
She picked up her knees and pushed herself forward. Her hands pumped at her sides faster and faster, as the darkness nearly swallowed her whole.
She stumbled again. This time a rock caught the toe of her left foot. A knee glanced off a root and shot pain up her thigh. The stitch in her side continued to throb and grow with each passing second.

​About the Book

Title: The Convenient Escape
Author: Robert Downs
Genre: Thriller
To Veronica Baird, escaping from an underground dungeon and racing through the woods, is anything but convenient, even as her captor in rubber mask attire proves rather persistent in his continued pursuit. Despite her apparent independence, she considers a partnership, albeit reluctantly, with a former classmate who may still have feelings for her.
Pete Nealey still has flashbacks to Iraq and, with the bottle as his eternal companion, tends to fall off of barstools at the most inopportune moments or pass out face down in the tavern parking lot. But what he may lack in cheerfulness, he more than makes up for with his steadfast loyalty to the cause, even when he ends up handcuffed to an air conditioner in a shoddy motel.
But unless Veronica can learn to trust Pete for more than just intermittent intervals, the slipshod relationship, and her freedom, won’t last…

Author Bio

Robert aspired to be a writer before he realized how difficult the writing process was. Fortunately, he’d already fallen in love with the craft, otherwise his stories might never have seen print. Originally from West Virginia, he has lived in Virginia, Massachusetts, New Mexico, and now resides in California. To find out more about what’s next on his list, visit the author’s website: www.RobertDowns.net.

When he’s not writing, Robert can be found reviewing, blogging, or smiling. Falling Immortality and Graceful Immortality helped him discover his true love: hard-boiled mysteries. LaCour’s Destiny helped him enter the mind of a female amateur sleuth with OCD tendencies. His fourth and fifth novels will come out this year with Black Opal Books.

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About the Book

Title: Murder at Midnight
Author: John Ukah
Genre: Cozy Mystery

Alex Simpson, an ex-police officer, decides after a bout of typhoid fever to take a break in a serene and therapeutic environment. The last thing he expects is to be called upon to solve a murder at the Kinging Guest Lodge. But that is what happens, when the delectable and vivacious Maria Marshall is found dead in her bedroom at midnight.
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The gallery of characters living at the guesthouse and thrown into the mix, do not make his task of solving this chilling and brutal murder any easier …

Author Bio

John Ukah is a seasoned banker and Associate of the Institute of Capital Market Registrars (ACMR). He is a graduate of Business Administration from the University of Benin, where he was listed as University Scholar. He also holds a Masters Degree in Business Administration (MBA).

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