Lila Carls-Ellis has an amazing husband, beautiful twin daughters, and a dream job. But in the back of her mind lingers a dangerous desire—Evan Martin, and she can’t help but wonder what might have been.
Back in New York for a friend’s wedding, Lila runs into Evan, and the sight of him with another woman affects her in ways she never anticipated. A friendly visit turns into dinner, drinks, and a night of passion she has yearned for since leaving him four years ago.
A dangerous secret…
Liam Ellis knows his wife has a secret, but he wants her to confide it when she is ready. He’s devoted to her and their children and can’t imagine a scenario where he wouldn’t fight to protect the life they’ve built together. What could Lila have possibly done that would be devastating enough to threaten their future and the love they share?
One night can tear it all apart…
Lila knows she needs to confess her transgression to Liam, but can’t find the courage, terrified of losing everything. Is it possible for them to work through her lies, or is her perfect life gone forever? The only way out is through, and Lila has to admit the truth and face the consequences of that fateful, reckless night.
Delisa Lynn grew up in Columbus,Ohio. She works in the medical field by day, and let's her characters come to life at night. She is an avid reader, mainly any book with Alpha males or a good romance novel. If she isn't working or writing you can find her curled up with her fur baby and her kindle. Or watching a good movie with her husband. She is a huge reality TV junkie.
When Sadie VonRouge moves to Casterton, Oregon to live with her aunt, she expected a sleepy little town; the perfect backdrop for her to start piecing back together her life. She wants nothing more than a normal start to her freshman year of college.
Normal is the last thing she’s going to get.
The night she was attacked, it’d been a wolf that chased her down. A wolf that tackled her to the ground. A wolf that began sniffing her. Then she’d opened her eyes, and she’d come face-to-face with him.
But she was delusional. She knew this. There’d been no man.
At least, that’s what she tells herself over and over, even while fighting back the memory of how sinfully gorgeous the man had been, or how viciously he’d growled out that one word:
Mine.
Sadie doesn’t know what is happening to her, or why she’s beginning to exhibit odd symptoms after the attack. All she knows is that her world has been drastically changed. She has no idea how much, or how serious that man’s claim was. Not until he comes back into her life, demanding the one thing that he owns above anything else.
Her.
Thrust into a new world, Sadie is going to be forced to deal with a reality she never expected.
And a dominating, scary, dangerous male that might just not give her any choice but to accept her new life . . . and the fact that he comes along with it.
Jacqueline Noir lives in Phoenix, AZ with her loving husband, three pups, and her 'small human'.
She loves everything paranormal from the movies, television, books, and adventures to haunted places. When she isn't dreaming of werewolves, witches, and all things that go bump in the night, she is busy creating hot and romantic stories that bring to life all these creatures in their most alpha form.
Her stories feature kick-butt female leads, hot dominate alphas and a whole lot of wicked trouble. Her love for books has taken from being an avid reader, to a book blogger and now an author.
Her debut novella, Red, is the first in the paranormal erotic VonRouge series.
Saving myself for someone who will make my heart race, most definitely.
In theory it's a good plan, however even the best-laid plans fall through. Seeing him, being around him, alerts all my senses and I dream about being his, wrapping myself in his arms and never letting go. The only problem – he sees me as his sister.
My name's Ava Evans and I'm in love with my older brother's best friend, Nate Garrison.
Burying myself in work for the past two years, avoiding any thought of her, has worked, until now. She's everywhere, in my dreams, in my gym, and in my heart. I'm not sure when I fell in love with Ava Evans, but I am completely in love with my best friends baby sister.
At first she was too young for me and that made it easy to stay away. Now, it's a struggle to keep my distance.
How am I supposed to resist her when I can’t escape her? If he ever found out, it would ruin our friendship. Even with that knowledge all she would have to do is...
I reach the table just in time to watch as Kara pulls Ava to the dance floor. They stop right at the edge as if they cannot wait a second longer to move to the beat. We watch them in silence, enjoying the show they’re putting on. That is until two guys join them. At first, it looks innocent enough, but when the one closest to Ava puts his hands on her, I know I have to squash this.
“We can’t let them have all the fun.” I motion to the dance floor. I’m pissed off this guy is mauling her, and I’m pissed off at Zach. I can’t believe he let his groupies pull him away from Ava. He doesn’t deserve her.
Tanner grins. “You don’t have to tell me twice.” He places his now empty water bottle on the table and heads straight for Kara.
I’m hot on his heels. I stop in front of Ava and she smiles hesitantly just as the song changes to “Talk Dirty.” The guy who was trying to make his move on her is no longer touching her, which is in his best interest. Ava seems nervous as to where she should touch me. This is new for us. I take her hands and rest them on my shoulders as I move my hips to the beat. I keep an eye on the jackass to make sure he knows she’s unavailable. I don’t want him touching her again.
I pull her tight little body close to mine, not caring that this is Ava Mae, my best friend’s little sister. She’s forbidden, but for tonight, for this time in which I actually have her in my arms, I don’t let it stop me. Instead, I pull her close and pretend she’s mine. Ava rocks her hips against mine and I tighten my grip. Her big brown eyes find mine and her stare is intense. If I didn’t know better, I would think that she wants me just as fiercely as I want her. Pulling her as close as I can get her, I bury my face in her neck and match the rhythm of her hips as they grind against mine. I wish like hell she were mine.
Author Bio
Kaylee
Ryan has had a passion for reading since she was a little girl. That passion
has slowly led to spinning romantic tales, and a one-click addiction. When she
doesn’t have her nose stuck in her kindle or fingers glued to the keyboard, you
can find Kaylee hanging out with friends and family. She loves all genres of
music, and enjoys scrapbooking. She lives in Ohio with her husband (her real life
happily ever after) and their rambunctious little boy.
What happens when you start falling for your worst enemy? Fans of Abbi Glines and Monica Murphy will relish this addictive novel of smoking-hot seduction—and revenge gone so wrong, it’s right.
I wasn’t always this jaded. I had a clear head, things I wanted out of life, and a concise plan on how to get there. For being only twenty-one, I pretty much had it all figured out. Until the day my cousin died.
I spent months going over all the details surrounding her death, trying to figure out how I missed the signs, and the only thing I could come up with was she would still be alive if it wasn’t for one person: her professor. So I transferred to his college, enrolled in his class, and set my new plan in motion.
First I’ll seduce him. Then I’ll ruin him. I’ve just got to stay strong and not let his charm and my emotions get the best of me. Because someone has to pay for her death. If it’s the last thing I do, I’m going to break Noah.
Review
I’m going to break Noah. That was what Karly's best friend Zara stepped into the professor's classroom thinking. She was on a mission to make what happened to her best friend matter. To not make her death go unanswered by the man she held responsible. Only she did not expect him to seem so genuine, for him to make her question her own emotions.
This was something different from me from Ashley and Missy but at the same time true to form, with the leaving you guessing and making you hold your breath at the same time. Dual POV books and those co-written by two authors can sometimes be hard to follow as the flow can be choppy and not cohesive but that was not the case here.
This book was hot, the chemistry was there, Noah was a sweet and sexy and unexpectedly lovable character with what you are started off with perceiving about him, but Zara was a little more difficult to love and find yourself relating to. Not a slam dunk for me because of my lack of connection to her, but overall a good and entertaining read that keeps you engaged, so 4.5 starts from me. ~ Kellie, Eye Candy Bookstore
Missy
Johnson is
a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in a
small town in Victoria, Australia, with her husband and her confused pets (a
dog who thinks that she is a cat, a cat who thinks he is a dog . . . you get
the picture). When she’s not writing, she can usually be found looking for
something to read.
Ashley
Suzanne
has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a youngster, she was
always creating stories and talking to her imaginary friends. Thankfully, her
parents also carried this love of fiction, and helped her grow into the
bestselling author she is today. When Ashley isn’t coming up with her next
story, you’ll most likely find her on the couch, telling her husband all about
her new book boyfriend, or spending quality time with her two gremlins . . .
er, adorable children.
Cassie’s shocking news infiltrates the lives of everyone she loves, particularly Jake and her estranged sister, Sandy. Jake wants to be strong for Cassie, but this unexpected turn brings back painful memories—and a terrible secret he’s shared with no one. Sandy, who ran away to pursue stardom, is called home to face those she left behind. The golden child of the family, Sandy fell from her pedestal long ago. Will she be able to face her own failures?
As Cassie struggles against an uncertain future, Jake and Sandy battle with the demons of the past. All three will learn valuable lessons about love, forgiveness and appreciating the days we’re given.
“Mrs. Cassie Morrow,” I said with a flourish, excited at my new title-to-be. “That has a nice ring to it.”
“That’s why I asked you to marry me, you know, just because Cassie Morrow sounded so nice. Think of where we’d be if your name was Kim or Monique…or Morticia.”
“I think we’d have a lot more problems if my name was Morticia.”
“Or if your name was To,” he continued. “What in the world would we do if your name was To?” he said playfully.
“To Morrow. Tomorrow. Very funny,” I said, laughing. “I don’t know if I like where this conversation is going. It started out nice, but somehow I think the sentiment is diminishing.”
“Diminishing? Never. Would you care to join me on the couch?” He extended his hand and bent down on one knee.
“I would love to.”
We curled together on our oversized tan sofa. Our bodies fit like matching jigsaw puzzle pieces, the most natural connection. The gentle rise and fall of his breathing and the beating of his heart lulled me into contentment. He wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled me closer…
“I love you, Jake. I love you forever.”
He bent down and kissed my lips. “I love you, too, Cassie. I love you, too.”
That is how I think of Jake. I think of him as my perfect complement. The person with whom silence is most comfortable; the person who completes me in every way.
We dreamed of a future. I breathed in deeply, trying to stop the tears that had already started to fall. In an instant, I could imagine our wedding. Smiling at each other at the altar. Being pronounced man and wife. Hearing echoes of applause and congratulations ring in my ears. Then, there we were in the hospital, but for something good: the birth of our baby. I held our child in my arms as Jake sat beside me, beaming. I saw us in our front yard, playing catch with our two kids, laughing. The tears fell rapidly down my cheeks. We were gathered around the kitchen table, feasting on a big breakfast of pancakes. I inhaled deeply again. Jake and I were older, at his dream house—the house by the brook—sitting on the porch, holding hands. I trembled with despair and anger.
It was supposed to turn out like that.
It was supposed to work out.
How did I end up here?
“Iron Butterfly by Lisa Wainland is a story that feels so realistic you can imagine these characters could be anyone you know. Wainland's perceptive descriptions lend a richness to the lives of each character…She breathes life into them in such a way that I felt like I was watching a movie instead of reading a book.” —Brenda Casto, Readers' Favorite
“…compelling…Wainland provides an inspirational story...”—Kirkus Reviews
Lisa Wainland has been a radio professional for more than two decades. She’s a successful voiceover artist who works with some of the biggest names in radio and television. Her debut chick-lit novel, Rock Radio, is an Amazon Bestseller and a Readers’ Favorite Award Winner.
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