ALIVE AT 5 by Linda Bond

June 26, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News


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Now on SALE! Read the book that is described as a mix of James Bond and Romancing the Stone! Spend part of your summer vacation on a adventure with a TV news reporter and a thrill-seeking undercover cop while they search for a murderer and face their greatest adventure of all, love.

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About Alive At 5

Description: TV news reporter Samantha Steele is one panic attack away from losing her job. Future on the line and cameraman in tow, she follows her mentor on an exhilarating adventure vacation. When he dies while skydiving, her investigative instincts scream “murdered”, and lead her to gorgeous thrill-seeker Zack Hunter. Zack is an undercover police officer investigating his uncle’s death through the same adventure vacation company. Samantha is a thorn in his side the moment they meet. Not only is she investigating the same case, but the emotionally wounded loner doesn’t want another partner, especially one whose goal is to splash evidence all over the evening news. But Samantha’s persistence is quite a turn-on, and Zack’s overpowering desire makes it harder for him to push her away. When the killer turns his attention to Zack, Samantha might be the only one who can save him, forcing the anxiety-riddled correspondent to finally face her greatest fear.

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Fresh Fiction had this to say about ALIVE AT 5:

“What a Treat: Great Characters, a Clever Plot, and Extreme Adventures!”

“ALIVE AT 5 is extremely well written, fast paced, and what a joy it was to experience, even vicariously, skydiving, scuba diving, and swimming with sharks! Ms. Bond has crafted a superior romantic suspense, and Sam, Zach, and Sam’s cameraman George make such a fine team, I dare hope it’s the beginning of a series! No chance of dozing off while reading ALIVE AT 5!”

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Linda Bond has a new release coming out soon called Cuba Undercover!

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Here is a never before scene excerpt from Cuba Undercover featuring Zach and Samantha from Alive at 5!

“Nicely done.” Zack Hunter was right beside her, tall as hell and commanding in his presence. “Sam sent me over to rescue you. But once again, looks like you can get out of an uncomfortable situation without much help.” He grinned down at her.

 Zack’s confidence reminded Rebecca a lot of Antonio’s strength and power. Her heart fluttered at the thought of Antonio. But Zack was a more flirty kind of guy, winking and grinning, very unlike Antonio, who was always so intense and serious.


 “We’re over here.” Zack gestured toward the door to another room.

 “Did you have a chance to check on the case for me?” Her cheeks heated. She knew she shouldn’t be putting Sam’s fiancé on the spot. He was an agent for the Florida Department of Law Enforcement and could get in trouble for talking to a reporter about information in an active case.

 Instead of looking pissed, Zack just smiled. “Yes.”

 Yes, and? “I know I shouldn’t ask you, but…”

 “You’re going to anyway.” Zack winked at her. “Sam warned me you would. Here’s what I can tell you. Off the record, of course.”

 “Of course.”

 “The FBI’s kidnapping case is still open.” Zack casually led her through the crowd, nodding as they passed people, looking cool and in control. No wonder Sam lived for this guy. “Since we can only assume the other kidnapper, the one caught on tape throwing you in the van here in Tampa, is dead in the waters of Cuba, and Antonio Vega is still in Cuba, the FBI’s case will remain open for a while, but I wouldn’t worry about it.” Zack’s eyes crinkled at the corners. “You were clearly the victim in all of this.”

 Was I? She exhaled. “Well, right, I’m not in trouble. I just don’t want Antonio to be either.”

 Zack stopped dead in the middle of the room. “Really?”

 Now her checks were flaming. One thing she’d left out of her documentary was her growing attraction to and relationship with Antonio. “Well, he has a family here now to support and…” In fact, she hadn’t shared all the details with Sam, either.

 Zack threw up a hand. “Then your friend should stay in Cuba where our federal law officers have no jurisdiction.” Shaking his head, Zack motioned for her to move through the door first. “The man still masterminded a kidnapping that resulted in a murder.”

 “He didn’t kidnap me, Zack.” Rebecca wished she had proof of what happened to both Ignado and Antonio, but even Esmeralda hadn’t been able to get info from inside Cuba. Rebecca furrowed her brow, a slight headache coming on.

 “You okay?” Sam walked up, handing Rebecca a much-needed glass of white wine. “You look stunning in your Alexander McQueen.”

 “Oh, right.” Rebecca glanced down at her black rented gown. “Thanks.” She’d forgotten how excited she’d been to wear it here tonight. That was before her trip to Cuba and before Antonio. “I’m fine. Thanks for the wine.” She raised the glass in salute to Sam, Dallas, and Zack, her friends all gathering around her in support. “Salud. To a great night.” She must concentrate on what was good right now.

Friends, fame, and food. Unlike in Cuba, there would always be plenty of food here.

 Dallas rolled his eyes. “You get any happier, and that face is gonna fall off.”

 She sighed. Dallas nailed her with the truth. Once again. “I’m just feeling a little guilty.” Why not tell Sam the truth, too? “Antonio is probably being roughed up in some Cuban jail cell, skinny and sick.”

 She turned to look at the man who would definitely understand. “And Dallas, we’re here, drinking and being celebrated for exposing his poor family on national TV.” There. She’d said it. “And if Antonio ever comes back to America, I’m the reason he’ll probably be arrested.”

 Zack Hunter cleared his throat. “You did nothing to seal that man’s fate. He’s a grown man who made his own decisions. You are a victim.”

 Maybe in the beginning, but I became a willing participant. And now I miss Antonio. Damn it. She missed every damn thing about him. She especially missed the way Antonio made her question her every decision. He’d forced her to think. He’d been the force behind her growth. And she was a better person now for it. She felt enlightened.

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About the Author:

Linda Bond is an Emmy award winning journalist by day and an author of romantic adventures by night.  She’s also the mother of five, four athletes and an adopted son from Cuba. She has a passion for world travel, classic movies, and alpha males. Linda currently lives in Florida, where the sun always shines and the day begins with endless possibilities.  You can become a Bond girl and share in her continuing adventures at

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Colors by GC Nichols

June 26, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News


Gypsies bestowed the curse. A sadistic man unleashed its power.

Gioia Vita, at thirty-four, is not living the joyous life her cultural name might suggest. Haunted by an abusive past and tormented by the harsh illustrations of a cynical world she struggles to bury her secrets and find serenity in her life. Plagued by a glitch in her vision, she perceives colors and mystical imagery surrounding people that warn her of their intrinsic nature. With a fear of old world superstitions implanted into her from an early age, Gioia finds herself believing in these enchantments. Especially now, that she is seeing these… colors.

The desire for adventure in her sheltered life prevails when an acquaintance invites her back into the subculture of her rebellious youth. Her vision helps her navigate this tumultuous world few get to experience, the world of 1%ers. An enclave of brothers, bearing colors that reject normal society. She unexpectedly finds the warm colors of family, friends and a new love. Braden Davies restores passion in her heart, but can an outlaw from a chaotic underground culture heal her wounds? First, they must conquer the manipulative adversary that haunts them, unearth long buried family secrets, and learn that sometimes a curse can really be a gift.

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Excerpt from Chapter Sixteen: Resolution

The sun emitted particularly balmy rays that seeped into my exposed skin and warmed me throughout. Like Mom’s chicken soup on a cold day, it flowed through my body to my soul and healed me. The wind cooled my face, knotted my long flowing hair, and created pockets of force between my limbs as it raced against us. We were in flight for the two-hour ride, and my soul appreciated some much needed freedom. Even though my sunglasses kept the bright sun out of my eyes, Braden’s brilliant metallic fire captivated me.

We snuck in small rides every day the fall weather permitted, but this particular Indian summer day was an unexpected gift received along the Merritt Parkway. The almost eighty degree temperature was truly out of the ordinary for the end of October. We were going to an ally club’s Halloween party that evening and decided to extend the trip to northern Connecticut.

There were few times in my life I could remember being this happy. Waking up to Braden’s golden sun almost every morning for the past few weeks surely made this one of them. I felt safe with him, not only because of his gleaming rapture that guaranteed he was pure but also because I could sense it in everything he did. His touch was always gentle, and he never failed to watch over me. In these past few weeks, I grew to know him well and love him entirely.

I was still frightened and questioning everything. What had I done to deserve him in my life? Had I endured enough hardship to finally find a decent man? Our passion was rising to daring heights, and I wanted nothing more than to become one with him, but he always held back, as if making love could risk our bond. Was it only a matter of time before the devil would find me again and take Braden away?

The gypsies continued to invade my dreams and fear of their evil nature consumed me. Luckily, I managed to hide the nightly turmoil from Braden. My brain struggled to comprehend the most recent nightmare. I found myself wandering back to last night’s vision.

“Mom, can we open the presents now? Please!” I begged my mother.

She looked lovingly into my eyes and smiled. “Not yet, Gioia. We have to take care of something very important first.”

I watched as my mother hung bundles of red peppers around the room and wondered what could be more critical than opening presents on Christmas Eve. Why was she decorating now? The Christmas tree lit up the otherwise dark room, and the large nativity set beneath it glowed shimmering white light.

My aunt poured water into a large, ornate ceramic bowl and then waited patiently, holding a small pitcher of greenish oil over it.

“Is Zia Francesca making something special tonight?” I asked, my juvenile mind always hoping for the next treat. Spending Christmas in Italy meant I would be spoiled with gifts and sweets typically unimaginable. It was rare we spent the holidays in Europe and my aunts would cater to my every wish.

“Yes, but probably not what you’re thinking of,” my mother answered, chuckling.

“What do you mean?” My voice turned to a full on whine as I grew impatient.

“Tonight is a holy night and we’re going to utilize the exceptional power we’re offered to say a prayer over you so no evil can ever hurt you. It’s a special gift that Zia Francesca wants to offer you,” my mother explained.

“Ti voglio protegere dal malocchio,” my aunt told me in her native language. I only understood some of the words and looked to my mother for clarification.

“Zia Francesca said she wants to protect you from the evil eye.”

A sudden chill crawled up my spine and I shivered, almost falling off the high stool I sat on. Terror treaded wildly over my skin. Immature thoughts clouded my eight-year old brain allowing my mother’s words to send me into utter panic. Evil? What did I need protection from?

My mother nodded to my aunt as she made her way across the room to stand near us. Zia Francesca slowly drizzled the thick, green oil into the bowl of water.

I counted nine drops carefully placed in the shape of a cross. We all watched quietly as the small, liquid circles spun away from one another, slow at first, then gaining speed until the outline of an eye appeared.

“It’s true. She is cursed,” my mother whispered, tears forming in her eyes.

“What, mom? What’s the matter? What do you mean?” I begged.

“Gioia, pay attention! Just do as I and Zia Francesca do.” My mother commanded, avoiding my wide eyes and panicked tone. She made the sign of the cross in front of me and exclaimed, “Padre, Figlio, Spirito Santo.”

“Dammi la tua mano,” Zia Francesca commanded me to give her my hands. She also began gesturing the sign of the cross over my pale skin.

I could see the outline of the gypsy in my peripheral vision. She stood in the window just beyond the Christmas tree watching us. I refused to make eye contact. My body sat frozen, and terrified from the mysterious ritual my mother and aunt were performing. I would obey my mother until this nightmare ended.

“Father, this prayer is being said for Gioia. I pray it works in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.” My mother spoke the words quietly, closing her eyes and lifting her head up toward heaven.

She continued to chant as a gust of wind swept across the tiled floor. It wrapped around me and seeped into my pores forcing tears of panic as I shut my eyes in horror.

“Glory be to the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirt, as it was in the beginning is now and forever shall be,” my mother concluded and grabbed my right hand. Zia Francesca already clutched my left in a firm hold.

The warmth of their skin brought on a calm sensation that flowed throughout me. I finally found the courage to face the gruesome hag staring at me through the window. Cavernous wrinkles weighed on the corners of her eyes turning them into slits of darkness. Her voluminous lips curled downward into a scowl only meant to curse. The multiple strands of colorful beads encircling her neck appeared to choke her. The sight of her was hideous and I found myself hissing the word, “Zincara.”

My mother and Zia Francesca jerked their heads toward the window. The gypsies’ outline dissipated into a puff of amethyst smoke, and she was gone.

The bike slowed as we approached our destination, waking me out of my memory. I shook my head trying to free my brain from its’ unnerved state. Realizing my dreams did nothing but bring on paranoia, I decided to chase out the crazy thoughts. Braden’s gentle soul gave me hope to believe in righteousness again, and being with him was the most blissful place in the world. Even if an evil gypsy or the devil came, I would fight. A surge of adrenaline ran through me as I realized that, in the end, no one could keep me away from this love.

Author Interview:

Please tell us a little bit about your current projects?

I’ve just released my first book, an urban fantasy, Colors, and am working on the second in the trilogy, called Brothers. Writing about outlaw motorcycle clubs has opened some doors for me. I have real life members that want to share their stories with the world and I’m interested in writing biographies. Allowing people to see these interesting characters in a new light is very appealing to me. I want to show the love, respect and loyalty men in the clubs have. These are all attributes I portrayed in Colors but would now like to show through the eyes of real outlaw club members.

Describe the “perfect” hero. What about the “perfect” hero for you?

My character, Braden, the male hero in Colors, is a brave and remarkable man. He’s willing to show his insecurities and be honest about his mistakes, and learns from them. He knows when to pick a fight and protect those he loves, fiercly, but he also knows when to sit back and let things work themselves out. There is a level of control in doing that and I truly respect it.

What are some of your favorite pastimes? Do you have any hobbies or collections?

My hobbies are really a way of life for my husband and I. We are avid hunters and love fishing. I’m not a very competitive person but these are sports that keep us active and are rewarding without all the rivalry. They can be challenging for me and test my mental and physical strength but eating a fresh catch for dinner that you fought to reel in is such a reward!

What has been your biggest adventure to date?

My biggest adventure has been writing this book! It’s been a long and hard journey but worth every minute. Seeing the finished paperback was the prize and my biggest accomplishment. Finding out that people are talking about it and excited after reading it makes it worth all the years of effort I put into it.

If your fairy godmother waved her wand and whisked you away to the location of your choice, which place would you choose, and why?

Under the sea! I would love to explore the depths of the ocean and all of the amazing creatures that inhabit it. I’m a water sign and love being near the ocean, so it just seems like the most incredible adventure I could have.

When it comes to food, are you the adventurous type who will try anything once, or do you prefer to stick to tried and true foods and recipes?

I will definitely try anything once! My husband teases me because he’s much more cautious and particular than I am. I don’t mind gamey types of meats, cheeses and fish. Unless it’s some kind of organ – I’m a taste tester adventurer! Of course, coming from a traditional Italian family, mom has taught me some old, classic recipes that I always use… including my infamous Sunday sauce!

How do you describe yourself? How would your family and friends describe you?

This is funny… growing up my friends loved to call me Spaz! Sounds mean but I understand where their coming from. I guess I can be wound a bit tight, very OCD, but funny and the clown of the party too. I’m happy to tease myself and can take a good joke or make one. On the complete flip side, I’m very sensitive and very quick to lend a helping hand. And my family will definitely say I’m the “artsy” one in the bunch.

What is your favorite comfort food?

Well, I firmly believe Mom’s chicken soup can cure any ailment and her mac & cheese is to die for. Don’t forget the homemade pizza! And pasta, pasta, pasta! Jeesh, now I’m hungry…

What is your favorite season? What do you love about it?

I love all the seasons but autumn is just so beautiful. The colorful changes in nature bring out my artistic desires. It’s temperate and a great cooking season! Halloween! Who doesn’t love putting on a great costume?

What is this romance writer’s idea of the “ideal romantic evening”?

I love jumping on the bike and riding through the quiet, country roads. It’s great to find a little dive and stop in for some coktails and a bite to eat. Meeting some locals and having some laughs! That’s a great night for me and my hubby.

Any place we can find you in person or on the net this month or next?

You can always find me on my Facebook page, Twitter and my own website.





Author Bio

G.C. Nichols is a Creative Director by day, a graduate of Parsons School of Design, and writer by night. Brought up by parents possessing a strong respect for the arts she was afforded the freedom to pursue and explore her artistic abilities in New York City. Developing interests in writing, fashion, fine art and music led a youthful nature of rebellion to emerge within her.

Placed on a motorcycle for the first time at a very young age paved the way to a passion for riding, and into the intriguing world of motorcycle clubs. The fearless nature and free-thinking ways of this underground culture felt like a natural place for an artist with curiosities to call home.

Growing up as a first-generation Italian American offered G.C. the opportunity to learn about the mystical realm of gypsies and curses, or as she likes to refer to it, Italian witchcraft. Spending summers in Southern Italy allowed her to interact with these mysterious characters first hand, their fiery spirit embedded in her mind forever.

Other than getting lost in the imaginary worlds her mind creates, G.C. enjoys riding, hunting, and fishing, with her husband, family and friends. She is happiest on the wooded acres of serenity they call home in upstate New York, surrounded by a wild array of entertaining pets.

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Author Jen Bradlee

June 26, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News

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Dear reader…

If you are expecting a traditional medieval tale or charming prince, you will not find it here. I am not like other men for I have a voracious appetite and will appease it no matter the cost. Do you doubt my confession? Then I invite you to step into my kingdom.

Women were created for pleasure, tis my obligation to see them fulfilled. When I whisper, they come to me. All save one…Lady Ruby. I can see the desire in her eyes even though her pure and noble heart fights against it. She may be an outlaw, but a rare gem such as she has never been found in Meradin. She is my challenge, my penance, and my weakness. Nothing short of Almighty God Himself can keep her from me. I shall possess her. Ruby is mine.

Dear reader, will you begrudge me your company when you learn of my past and how wicked I can truly be? Or will you come to me willingly, surrender yourself to my charms, and beg for more? Surely my tale of intrigue, murder, and treason will be enough to tempt you to sin with me if only for a short while. Come with me, and I will lay myself bare.

Prince Crispin Saville

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Please tell us a little bit about your current projects?

Well, aside from the freshly published, Prince of Whispers, my current project is called Topping Red. The conflict for this tale starts in my short story, A Cat Without a Grin. While the two main characters in that short get their happy ending, the secondary characters have some unfinished business. Topper and Red have been asking for me to complete their novella next. Then after that, I can begin working on Crispin’s second novel.

When was the moment that you knew you had to be a writer?

The moment I realized I had to be a writer had to be when I started writing fan fiction. I began filling in the stories I watched on TV with my own ideas. Giving life to ‘ships’ (relationships) I knew would never happen on the show or in the movie. I wrote a few and realized that there were stories inside of me begging to be told. So I started writing my own fiction and haven’t looked back.

Who gave you the one piece of writing advice that sticks with you to this day?

We had a guest speaker in college, I can’t remember his name now, but he was an author and his words stuck with me. “Write every day.”

While I don’t do that, I’m reminded of it constantly. One page a day will equal 365 pages at the end of the year. That’s a novel. It gives you a good starting point.

Describe the “perfect” hero. What about the “perfect” hero for you?

The perfect hero for me is an imperfect one. This is probably why I prefer to write anti-heroes and villains. No one is perfect, and I like seeing the flaws in each character and how it pushes them to grow as the story moves forward.

If you mean looks, then my perfect hero is tall, dark, handsome, rugged, and mysterious with a hint of bad boy independence. I like the non-conformists. I like my men a bit wild. *wink*

What are some of your favorite pastimes? Do you have any hobbies or collections?

I love dancing. In my free time, I play my Wii Just Dance games or go to belly dancing class. It’s a great stress reliever and exercise routine.

I also love to play otome games, read manga, and watch anime.

What has been your biggest adventure to date?

I haven’t really had any grand adventures yet. I guess publishing my first novel is my biggest yet. Learning the process and working out the details/strategy has been both stressful and rewarding. I’m looking forward to the next adventure in publishing.

If your fairy godmother waved her wand and whisked you away to the location of your choice, which place would you choose, and why?

Japan. I love the culture and the history. I would love to see all the prefectures of Japan, just wander around the country for a while absorbing all the history and beauty.

When it comes to food, are you the adventurous type who will try anything once, or do you prefer to stick to tried and true foods and recipes?

I am an adventurous eater. We try anything in this house. I have a bit of an aversion to odd textures, but I’ll try new flavors and dishes. You never know what new delights you might uncover.

What is the one modern convenience that you cannot do without?

Feminine products and the internet. Two things I can’t live without. I think they’re pretty self-explanatory. *giggles*

What is this romance writer’s idea of the “ideal romantic evening”?

A night in with my hubby…just the two of us, snuggled beneath a blanket as we binge watch Netflix shows and eat snacks.

How do you describe yourself? How would your family and friends describe you?

I would describe myself as a sassy bitch. My family would describe me as headstrong. My friends would call me a tease, but in the best possible way.

What is your favorite comfort food?

Pizza. Isn’t that everyone’s favorite comfort food? Second is chocolate.

What is your favorite season? What do you love about it?

I love Autumn. The colors changing on the trees, the cooling temperatures. I love bonfires and hot apple cider. The smell of summer burning off as winter creeps closer. Perfect for bulky sweaters and long adventures in the woods.

Any place we can find you in person or on the net this month or next?

Probably not. I’ll be doing lots of traveling this summer as I visit family and hopefully get some writing done. One day I hope to meet all my fabulous readers in person!


Jen Bradlee can get away with murder, metaphorically speaking of course. She is a sensual woman who enjoys people watching, belly dancing, and taking walks in the rain. Give her a man who isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty and plays hard. The ones with rough edges and a little scruff are the best. She finds cathartic release when she pours all her fantasies and desires into her writing. Comes with a warning label. “Too hot to handle.”

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Shock Me by Ashley C. Harris

June 24, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News


Romance and intrigue set in supernatural world make the Shock Me series ideal for young adult and adult audiences. Readers of Paranormal YA and Paranormal Romance, and fans of Jennifer L. Armentrout, Pittacus Lore, Rick Riordan and Susan Collins will love this series. Originally published September 17th, 2013, this special re-issue is complete is a new cover and content from the author.


Praise for Shock Me:

“Memorable characters and plot momentum will keep the reader fully engaged right up to the pulse-pounding, dramatic conclusion with a stunning ending that I didn’t see coming!” ~ Lori Zalewski, Lusty Penguin Reviews

“Everyone can become a hero. That is what I got out of it. Well a lot more but that was a really powerful message. It keeps you on the edge of your seat to see what will happen next. I can’t wait for the next book and look forward to more from this new author!” ~ Kelly, Kindle and Me

“One of the best things about this book, is that it’s not like any other I’ve read recently. It’s absolutely unique. And, I loved that it was told in third person instead of first, because with all the things going on throughout the book, being able to know what more than one person was thinking was extremely helpful.” ~ Stacey Mosteller, Reading Rainblog

“Shock Me by Ashley Harris is a story with new, fresh premise and I believe that fans of paranormal young adult novels will be thrilled to read it. “  ~ Glass, Ja čitam, a ti?


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Title: Shock Me (Book 1, re-issue)

Series: Shock Me

Author: Ashley C. Harris

Genre: Young Adult, Paranormal Romance

Release Date: June 23, 2015

Format: Digital eBook

ISBN: 978-1-30157-839-9



A promising gymnast, Donna Young is a shy, quiet nobody from the wrong side of town. The only exciting thing in life is her secret friendship with Ryan, her childhood crush. But after the accident—one that should have killed her—she discovers she has impossible powers! Why now, at sixteen, can she transform into something shocking and inhuman? Donna doesn’t know how to use her new abilities or who she can trust, but unveiling this mystery might lead to conclusions about Ryan that are deadly.

Rich kid, Ryan Applegate is the most popular guy in town. He has a face that should be on a poster in every girl’s bedroom and dates the hottest chick in school. But ever since the big explosion at the town’s power plant, Ryan has been keeping secrets of his own that if revealed could force him to choose between his family and the girl he’s forbidden to love.

As their electrifying puzzle unfolds, so unfolds a town where friends become enemies, and enemies become unrecognizable and intertwined. Tortured heroes just might be the bad guys, and Donna discovers that her and Ryan’s secrets are powerful enough to destroy everyone… including themselves.

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Also, in the Shock Me series: Sparks (Book #2), Collide (Book #3), and New Divide (Book #4) by Ashley C. Harris!


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About Ashley C. Harris

Author and film director Ashley C. Harris resides in Florida. Ashley was first recognized for her edgy writing and unique film work when she wrote and directed the teenage film Lines. Lines was the first feature film in the world captured using only Mac Laptops.

In 2013 Ashley teamed up with Barclay Publicity to release the first title in a new young adult series Shock Me. Ashley then went on to release the first of a new NA series, One Night In Heated Snapshots, that quickly reached Amazon’s Best Selling top ten list for sports romances.

When she is not dreaming up new books and working on film sets, she loves to spend time with her friends and family.

Keep a close watch for Ashley’s newest young adult books releases!

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Excerpt #1


He looked through the clear glass window knowing where Spencer and Rebecca were Donna wouldn’t be far behind. After a second he spotted her walking inside the shoe store across the street, her eyes staring at the running shoes on the wall. “I’m gonna get some air,” he said as he got up from the table, taking his soda with him.

Spencer’s mom, one of the waitresses at the diner, handed Spencer some change from her pocket. It dropped from her hands causing her to bend over.

“Uh, yeah, me too.” Randy got up quickly and started moving behind him while staring at Spencer’s mom’s behind. She was probably the reason Randy had chosen to come eat here in the first place. Spencer’s mom was hot, very hot, and young too. She’d had Spencer when she was only a teenager. Randy practically walked into her as she stood up straight, her butt supposedly grazing his hands by accident. Spencer gave both brothers very pissed off looks, as if he was tough or something. Spencer tough? Ha, that’s a joke. Yet instantly Ryan felt on edge, watching his older brother closely, making sure Randy didn’t start something regrettable with this guy. Being the town hot head defined Randy in ways most people couldn’t imagine, and it was Ryan’s job to make sure everyone stayed under control.

They headed outside, both leaning against the restaurant wall as Randy pulled out a cigarette and played with his lighter. It was un-believable because their mom had died from smoking and here Randy was cutting years off his life. The butt of his cigarette caught on fire without him even pretending to flicker the lighter on.

“You need to be more careful and use your lighter,” Ryan told him. “Dad would freak.”

“I am a lighter, little brother,” Randy corrected him. “Chill.”

Ryan rolled his eyes. Lecturing Randy was like talking to a wall.

“So is this why you wanted to come out here?” Randy asked him, looking toward Donna as she lifted up different running shoes from inside the store; she was looking at the prices no doubt.

“I needed to chill before training.”

“Sure,” Randy said in disbelief.

Ryan ignored him, watching Donna, his once childhood companion, try on a pair of running shoes. They were black and white with one thin pink stripe. Girlie enough for Donna, where on the other hand Lynn, looking as herself, would never touch them.

Donna looked at the price on the box several times and then handed the shoes back to the sales girl and left the store. She was wearing old-fashioned baggie overalls on top of her blue gymnastic uniform. The blue lit up her eyes as the sun shinned down on her messy blond hair. Donna was the nice girl, the shy type of girl who is kind and often overlooked, but when you do look, you saw that she was incredibly beautiful.

Their eyes met as she came toward the restaurant door and she took a deep breath bracing herself. As if she needed the extra strength just to walk by and not embrace him like she used to when they were younger. Every time she did that, everyday when he had to see her at school and she took that “brace yourself” pose, it was like a punch to the gut. And every time he wished he could say something.

“If it isn’t little Donny,” Randy barked while breathing out more smoke. Donna gave a half sarcastic, half embarrassed smile and kept walking by. Years ago Randy used to antagonize and bully Ryan and Donna both with all his older friends. To try and escape him, they would run and hide in the woods for hours at a time, building forts and imagining dumb adventures. They had become so close back then, their bond was almost indescribable; up until right before the summer of Donna’s first trip to New York when something terrible had almost happened and it was all Ryan’s fault.

“It’s better this way,” his father’s words echoed inside his mind. “Just keep her away.” But he still always wondered what it would be like if he and Donna were dating. If he could be just like her. Normal.

Wicked White by Michelle A. Valentine

June 24, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News

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After his mother dies, rock star Ace White—lead singer of the red-hot band Wicked White—is done with the celebrity game. The phony people, the meaningless one-night stands: he doesn’t want any of it anymore. Quitting in the middle of a sold-out tour, Ace sets out to find some place—any place—where he can be alone.

Aspiring singer Iris Easton’s life has never been easy. First, her mother walked out on her when she was a kid. Now she’s buried in debt, weeks after losing her beloved grandmother. When a mysterious and sexy new guy moves in next door, Iris can’t help but be drawn to his soulful gaze. She can tell there’s something from his past haunting him—something he’s not telling her.
Just as Ace starts falling for Iris, the media go on a worldwide hunt to find the missing rocker. Will true love conquer all, or will the truth be the very thing that tears the couple apart?

LONE RIDER by B.J. Daniels

June 23, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News


A few months ago, his sister had gotten out of jail and gone to work for Bo. He’d been surprised she’d given Emily a chance. He’d had to readjust his opinion of Bo—but only a little. Now this.

“There has to be an explanation,” he said, even though he knew firsthand that Bo often acted impulsively. She did whatever she wanted, damn the world. But now his little sister was part of that world. How could she leave Emily and the rest of the staff at the foundation to face this alone?

“I sure hope everything is all right,” his sister said. “Bo is so sweet.”

Sweet wasn’t a word he would have used to describe her. Sexy in a cowgirl way, yes, since most of the time she dressed in jeans, boots and a Western shirt—all of which accented her very nice curves. Her long, sandy-blond hair was often pulled up in a ponytail or wrestled into a braid that hung over one shoulder. Since her wide green eyes didn’t need makeup to give her that girl-next-door look, she seldom wore it.

“I can’t believe she wouldn’t show up. Something must have happened,” Emily said loyally.

He couldn’t help being skeptical based on Bo’s history. But given Em’s concern, he didn’t want to add his own kindling to the fire.

“Jace, I just have this bad feeling. You’re the best tracker in these parts. I know it’s a lot to ask, but would you go find her?”

He almost laughed. Given the bad blood between him and Bo? “I’m the last person—”

“I’m really worried about her. I know she wouldn’t run off.”

Jace wished he knew that. “Look, if you’re really that concerned, maybe you should call the sheriff. He can get search and rescue—”

“No,” Emily cried. “No one knows what’s going on over at the foundation. We have to keep this quiet. That’s why you have to go.”

He’d never been able to deny his little sister anything, but this was asking too much.

“Please, Jace.”

He swore silently. Maybe he’d get lucky and Bo would return before he even got saddled up. “If you’re that worried…” He got to his feet and reached for his hat, telling himself it shouldn’t take him long to find Bo if she’d gone up into the Crazies, as the Crazy Mountains were known locally. He’d grown up in those mountains. His father had been an avid hunter who’d taught him everything about mountain survival.

If Bo had gone rogue with the foundation’s funds… He hated to think what that would do not only to Emily’s job but also to her recovery. She idolized her boss. So did Josie, who was allowed the run of the foundation office.

But finding Bo was one thing. Bringing her back to face the music might be another. He started to say as much to Emily, but she cut him off.

“Oh, Jace, thank you so much. If anyone can find her, it’s you.”

He smiled at his sister as he set his Stetson firmly on his head and made her a promise. “I’ll find Bo Hamilton and bring her back.” One way or the other.


When danger claims her, rescue comes from the one man she least expects

A cowgirl at heart, Bo Hamilton does her best thinking in wide-open spaces. So when money goes missing from the family foundation she runs—meaning one of her trusted ragtag employees is a thief—Bo rides into the Crazy Mountains to figure things out. But a killer hiding among the sawtooth ridges takes her captive…and isn’t planning on ever letting her go.

Bo’s disappearance gets folks thinking she’s the guilty one who’s run off with the money, but Jace Calder would bet his ranch that she’s innocent. Not that he has any reason to trust the beautiful, spoiled senator’s daughter. But she also gave his troubled sister a job when no one else would. For his sibling’s sake, Jace is going after Bo and bringing her home to face the truth. But up in the mountains, he finds Bo at the mercy of a suspected murderer. As her only hope, Jace is about to find out what they’re both made of.

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The Emerald Virgin by Ravyn Rayne

June 23, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News

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Title: The Emerald Virgin

Series: Gem Apocalypse Book OneTheEmeraldVirgin_500x755 (2)

Author: Ravyn Rayne

Publisher: Blushing Books

Published: June 19th, 2015

Genre: Dystopian Erotica



Emerald – a girl with green eyes and a rarity after the horrific genocide that slaughtered millions.

After the war, King Gideon rose in power. A lust-filled and greedy king that believed in the power of slavery.

At eighteen, women were required to come before King Gideon and his four sons, to offer themselves as a courtesan. The princes took only those they found most attractive and alluring. The rest were returned to their homes with a brand on their wrist proving they had been through the process and rejected. Ignoring the ritual was punishable by death.

Aria Stone had been kept hidden from the princes and the ceremony, because she was an Emerald. At twenty-three, the royal guards storm her home, murder her mother, and drag her to court. She must face the four princes.

A dystopian erotic adventure.



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“You are a handful. I should have known that’s why Henry walked right on by without so much as a second glance. For a brother that likes gems, he must have known the trouble one would cause.”

Aria sneered at James. “Tell me you don’t believe it.” Emeralds, people with green eyes, are known to be power and money hungry. Does James think that about her? It’s not true. No part of the belief system created to destroy the world in genocide was true. How could James think of her like that? She may not be easy or pleasant at times, but she wasn’t what the enemy said.

James shifted in his seat. “Of course not, but you are trouble. I can see it in you, the rebellious streak. My father will beat it out of you.”

“So what? I’m supposed to pretend it doesn’t bother me that he ordered the execution of my mother and dragged me from my home, drugged me, stripped me naked, and stole my freedom? No part of what you and your father are doing is okay.”

James grimaced. “I am sorry about your mother. I can’t change our world, but I can protect you here.”




Four Questions with the Author


The Gem Apocalypse series has quite a bit to do with eye color, what color eyes do you have?

Mine are green. I guess you could say authors always find ways to pull elements of themselves or real life into their stories.


Speaking of real life elements, do you use any true stories in your fiction?

Fiction is that for a reason. My life wouldn’t make a great book (at least not a romance novel). With that being said, Dating Wars (Federal Agent Chronicles Book 2) does delve a little into some real dating horror stories that I’ve experienced. A few are true, some are fictitious. I’ll let you be the judge.


First dystopian novel you read and fell in love with?

In college I read The Handmaid’s Tale for a Sociology class. I loved the novel and quite honestly it was probably the first book I ever read for school that I went back to read other works by that author. At the time I read it, I thought it more science fiction (and it is). I had no idea there was a category called Dystopian fiction.


Will we get to see more of the other brothers, especially those that have a little less book time?

I would love to do that! The plan is to do a spin-off series featuring Aaron and maybe some time with Henry too, along with more of the courtesans.


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Ravyn RayneAbout the Author


Ravyn is a sassy, fun-loving, and adventure-seeking young woman. She loves to travel and can’t wait for her next vacation, wherever it might be.
Ravyn writes romantic erotica. She began writing romance novels in college, spending her down time either reading a book or writing fiction. Please don’t make her choose between the two, she loves them equally.
Although BURNING DESIRE is her debut romantic erotica novel, it is not her first published book. She has been published professionally since 2013. You can find her other books here.



Remy Painter by A.C. Katt

June 22, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News

Remy’s Painter
(Werewolves of Manhattan Series, Book 2)
Ian Sullivan is in trouble. His father and brother died
under questionable circumstances. When he died, his brother owed a mobster
quite a sum of money. Now the mobster wanted to collect from Ian and if he
doesn’t, he’ll take Ian as his boy toy instead.
Ian’s only hope is having his estimate on painting a large
house accepted by the homeowner. Little does Ian know that the house belongs to
a Rémy Clavier, a loup garou, who when he meets Ian realizes he’s found his
Now all Rémy has to do is take care of the mobster and
convince Ian, a human, to accept both him and his wolf.

As a wolf, he was young to be the Alpha of a region. Rémy was only seventy, but he was well trained for this job by the Chief Alpha himself. It was a tribute to Rémy’s acumen that he was asked to serve on the council as Alpha not only for his pack but also for the Northeastern Canadian and American packs at such young an age. He would have been content to stay as Alpha of the Catskill wolf pack and within his own territory, but destiny and the gods had other ideas. There was no one else to sit on the council and be in charge of the packs. Rémy was it.

Rémy sat in the kitchen. He heard Roland go to the front door only to find the painter had gone to the rear. The painter is here. He seems too young to be able to do such a large job. He’s at the kitchen door. He parked in the alley. Roland told him through the Alpha link.

I’ll answer the door and let him into the kitchen. Young or not, the company comes highly recommended.

Rémy opened the back door and stood by the stairs. Ian Sullivan stuck out his hand to shake Rémy’s. Rémy smelled green apples and cinnamon. They’re fingertips touched and Rémy’s inner wolf said, Mate—Mine.

Thank you to the talented Becca Manuel at Bibliophile Productions for this amazing video.
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~Meet A.C. Katt~


AC Katt was born in New York City’s Greenwich
Village. €She remembers sitting at the fountain in Washington Square Park
listening to folk music while they passed the hat. At nine, her parents dragged
her to New Jersey where she grew up, married and raised four children and
became a voracious reader of romantic fiction. €At one time she owned over two
thousand novels, until she and her husband took themselves and the cat to New
Mexico for their health and its great beauty.
Blog Link:  A.C. Katt’s Blog

Red Nights by Shari J. Ryan

June 22, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News



I’m Felicity Stone, a twenty-five-year-old with my whole life ahead of me. Well, until recently.

I didn’t do it. Why would they think I did? Why would I want my twin brother dead? Why is everyone looking at me like I’m a criminal?
Well, everyone except him… Hayes Peyton, the charmingly beautiful stranger I met in the park at midnight—a totally legitimate place to meet the man of my dreams. Plus, he knows I’m innocent.
Believing him is easy. So very easy. Maybe too easy?
But when you hear things like: ‘All good is laced with some bad, and everything you think is the truth—is nothing more than a blatant lie,’ it makes you question reality.

In Shari J. Ryan’s latest Romantic Suspense, Red Nights, you wonder how dark your world can get before all you see is red.


“Great night for a walk.” I can hardly hear him over the rain, but his words don’t quite matter. I’ve been waiting to kiss him since the moment I saw him sitting in a booth at the restaurant tonight.
First kisses are always nerve-wracking and full of surprise, but second kisses are full of anticipation thanks to what I already know, what I’ve already had a taste of. “I really like you,” he says, loud enough to drown out the heavy rainfall.
I can’t invite him in…is that why he’s stalling? I point upstairs. “Aspen, my friend I’m crashing with, would ask you a million questions if you came up. I—”
“Oh, no. No. I wasn’t waiting for an invitation. I have a ‘seven date’ rule anyway.” I can see him fighting the urge to smile, but he’s losing that battle.
“’Seven date’ rule?” I laugh.
“Yeah, it’s dumb.” He runs a palm down the side of his face. “Because I’m trying to figure out how I’m going to make it that long.” He leans in, stealing a quick kiss. But I feel cheated. I want more.
“How do you know we’ll last seven dates?” I ask.
“Good point. I probably won’t be able to put up with you for that long.” I know he’s teasing. But ugh. Damn him and that smile.
I throw my arms around his neck and crash my lips into his. His body tightens, maybe from surprise, but it takes less than a second for him to relax. He strips me of my control, pushing me up against the brick wall, his body heavy against mine. Even with the rain sloshing between us, his hands find my cheeks. His tongue sweeps across my lips.
I’ve changed my mind.
I’ll bring him upstairs.
I don’t give a shit what Aspen does. I want him. I need him to keep making me forget.
“Come up,” I say in almost nothing but a breathless whisper.
He bites down on his bottom lip, appears to think about my offer, then shakes his head in this seductive slow motion, making this moment painfully enjoyable. “Not tonight,” he says, placing a small kiss on the tip of my nose. His hand is clutched around my waist and everything within me hurts and aches for him. “Good-night, Blondie-locks.” He turns and leaves in the rain, and I watch him go.
It has been a good night. A very good night, actually.
And it all ends when I get upstairs…

Shari J. Ryan is an Amazon Top 100 Bestselling author, a Barnes & Noble Top 10 Bestselling author, and an iBookstore #1 Bestselling author. She hails from Central Massachusetts where she lives with her husband and two lively little boys. Shari has always had an active imagination and enjoys losing herself in the fictional worlds she creates. When Shari isn’t writing, she can usually be found cleaning toys up off the floor.

To learn more, visit her at,

Author Catrina Burgess and The Wattpad Block Party!

June 21, 2015 By: Romance Junkies Category: Latest News

Summer Party - The WattPad block party is going on starting July 1st with over 75 Wattpad Authors and 100 prizes. Don’t forget to add it to your library!


Author Schedule - Here is a schedule of the 75 Authors and when they are participating –


Come see me! – My day is July 21st. So makes sure to stop by and see my blog on Ideas and Inspiration!


What can you win? – Here are all the giveaways you can enter –


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About the Author:

I write because it helps keeps the darkness away and reminds me that there is magic in the world. I’m 48 years old. I live with one husband, two dogs and a cat named Shitty Kitty in a small mining town in Arizona. At night this place is definitely spooky. I swear I’ve heard the wind giggle, and sometimes there’s a very odd breeze. Luckily, I love all things that go bump in the night. I adore old movies. I’m a huge Joss Wheldon fan.

I’ve been known to eat pizza and cold Chinese food for breakfast, and I’m the queen of the board game Stratego. I’ve never been beaten. NEVER!

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