The Gift Exchange by Adriana Kraft

New Erotic Romance Release from Adriana Kraft!

The Gift Exchange by Adriana Kraft  ~ There’s still time for some holiday pleasure! Also, keep reading below for an excerpt for her novel The Heist!

 

It’s Christmas Eve—what gifts will Mack, Carol and Tara unwrap together?

 

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What is Carol up to now? Mack has always known his free-spirited wife is bisexual, but it seems she has new adventures on her mind this Christmas season.

Carol has long entertained fantasies of a threesome with herself, her husband, and their attractive nearby neighbor, Tara.  Now that Tara’s troublesome ex is out of the picture, is this the season to make her fantasies come true?

Tara’s felt a little deprived since cutting things off with her ex, and she’ll admit she envies what Mack and her best friend Carol seem to share. If they invite her to join them, will she dare?

 

EXCERPT

 

“Let’s see.” Carol handed one light package to Tara and they both began to carefully pull at the tissue paper.
“Oh my,” Tara gasped. “Santa has sexy naughty taste.”
“He does, doesn’t he?” Carol held up a sheer pale white camisole and watched Tara do the same.

“They match,” Tara said as if surprised.
Mack cleared his throat. “Wow.”
“Do you think Santa got the right sizes?” Carol looked at Tara.
Tara made a show of carefully examining the thin material. “Hard to tell. He must’ve forgotten to get us bottoms.”

 

BUY LINK    http://www.extasybooks.com/the-gift-exchange/

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A heist? A murder? It’s villain’s choice.

A special-order art theft? Tedious, but seamless – until small town museum director Kara Daniels calls in the experts. Furious her favorite trio of priceless impressionist paintings has been stolen from its traveling exhibit on her watch, Kara is determined to save not only the paintings, but her future in the art world. She’ll stop at nothing to entrap the thief.

 

Ted Springs knows the underbelly of the criminal world a little closer than he might like—but he’s turned it to good advantage, first as a police officer, and now as detective for the Upper Midwest Arts Council. His job? To guarantee the security of the valuable paintings in the Council’s traveling exhibits.

 

Heat sizzles when Ted and Kara collide—can they work together, before it’s too late?

 

EXCERPT

Setup: Ted’s been called in to solve a break-in at the small-town museum where Kara is curator. He’s bumped into Kara once before, very pleasantly so, from his perspective – she’s more ambivalent. They’re in her office discussing next steps…

Ted exhaled slowly. “And do you think I’ll ever get to know you?”

Kara giggled softly. “Not in the way you’re thinking.” She thrust out her chin. “At least not while you’re working this case.”

He took his time to chew on that information. “Fair enough,” he said. He wished he knew what he done or said to disarm her. Maybe it had been the memory of their brief encounter. “Not that I need more incentive to wrap this museum situation up quickly.” He paused. “Do you suppose we’ll be able to hug now and then like friends, now that we’ve cleared the air? Shaking hands seems so stodgy.”

Kara laughed quickly and then peeked over at him with a devastating smile. “As long as you don’t paw my boobs.”

Smiling, he didn’t miss a beat. “How about your rear?”

She arched an eyebrow at him. “That is a different matter. Your large hands did leave a pleasant impression on my ass.”

So she didn’t mind a little flirting even while he worked the case. “Good. I believe in first impressions, and I always like to be clear about the rules of the game. Now maybe you should tell me how you think one or more people entered the museum supposedly without a key.”

She scrunched her mouth. “So do you play by the rules?”

“I didn’t say that. I just like to know what they are.”

 

REVIEWS

Five stars at Goodreads: The sex is hot and I loved the phone sex scenes. Never did I expect the ending. It was brilliant. The Heist is a winner!” Sheila G.

Five stars at Amazon:Very hot…engaging, entertaining, funny and serious, well written and extremely enjoyable to read.” Donna H.

BUY LINK    http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00LNE7366

 

About Adriana Kraft:

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Winner of the 2014 Bisexual Book Award for erotic fiction, author Adriana Kraft is a married couple. We write our erotic stories to entertain, of course, but most of all we write them because we believe in happy endings for all who fall in love, whatever their gender, sexual orientation or numerical combination.

We love hearing from readers at adrianakraft99@yahoo.com , and here are our other links:

 

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Snowbound with Mr Wrong by Barbara White Daille

It’s January 9th and it’s never too late for a Christmas read! Snowbound with Mr Wrong by Barbara White Daille sounds so good, I’m loading it up on my kindle now 🙂

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From the cover of Snowbound with Mr. Wrong:

Worst. Day. Ever. After Lyssa Barnett’s sister tricks her into reprising her role at Snowflake Valley’s annual children’s party, she doesn’t think anything can be worse than squeezing into her too-small elf costume. Then tall, dark, and way too handsome Nick Tavlock shows up to play Santa…and an unexpected storm leaves them snowbound in the isolated lodge.

The last thing Nick wants is to spend a cozy Christmas Eve with a trio of kids and the woman who dumped him. But as much as Lyssa frustrates him, he can’t stop thinking about her. And soon, he’s fighting very un-Santa-like thoughts of kissing a certain sexy Miss Elf under the mistletoe. As Nick starts to fall for Lyssa all over again, he knows it will take nothing short of a miracle to have Lyssa in his arms on Christmas Day.

 

Excerpt:

 

Someone’s going to pay for this.

Nick Tavlock stared at the woman in the elf costume and swore under his breath. When his so-called friend and associate Michael DeFranco had roped him into playing Santa at his lodge for a second year, he’d agreed to do the man the favor. Michael brought a lot of business his way. But this was pushing friendship and client satisfaction too far.

He’d had Michael’s word there would be a new elf this year.

He swallowed his irritation. Or tried to. “Lyss—”

“Hello, Santa!” she interrupted with a meaningful glance at the kids around them.

“Saved by an elf,” he murmured. “Almost put my boot in my mouth with that one, didn’t I?” He was still trying to pick his jaw up off the floor after the enthusiasm of her greeting. Too bad she hadn’t meant that beautiful smile for him. Too bad she had dumped him months ago, or he’d have had more chances to see that smile of hers. “Thanks for the warm welcome. A big surprise, considering the chill of your last good-bye.”

“Those Arctic blasts at the North Pole will do that to an elf.” She smiled again, but her eyes didn’t meet his. “So…Santa, are you ready to hear some wish lists?”

“Sure am,” he said in his best jolly-old-Saint-Nick voice.

He followed her to the velvet-covered chair set in a cleared space beyond the fireplace. Though the flames danced behind a safety screen several yards away, he’d already started to sweat. And it didn’t have a thing to do with the fire or the extra padding inside this Santa suit. His quick inspection of Lyssa had his temperature soaring, something he should have anticipated. She had always managed to get him overheated—in the best way possible—every time he was around her.

“Santa?” Her brows rose to fur-trimmed cap level.

“Huh?” Great. After all the years he’d spent attending his parents’ cocktail parties, that was the best he could do? But any sophisticated comment he’d ever learned had flown right out of his head.

He couldn’t let Lyssa throw him. Clamping his jaw closed, he resettled his own cap firmly and raised his brows back at her. She gestured with both hands, indicating the mob of children now surrounding him. How had he missed that?

Lyssa provided more distraction than he needed.

No, Lyssa didn’t provide anything for him anymore.

“Are you ready?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he muttered.

She frowned at him over the kids’ heads. Her cheeks had turned pink, and not from the fire, he’d bet. The glow certainly didn’t come from overheating herself, either—not in that skimpy elf suit. That outfit led him naturally to other visions of her he’d had the pleasure of seeing over the past year. But this wasn’t the time or place to relive those memories.
Chapter One and book links:

Find the complete Chapter One of Snowbound with Mr. Wrong and links for many of your favorite booksellers here:  http://bit.ly/swmw-pg

 

 

About the Author:

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Barbara White Daille lives with her husband in the sunny Southwest. Though they love the warm winters and the lizards in their front yard, they haven’t gotten used to the scorpions in the bathroom. Barbara also loves writing, reading, and chocolate. Come to think of it, she enjoys writing about those subjects, too!

Barbara wrote her first short story at the age of nine, then typed “The End” to her first novel many years later…in the eighth grade. Now she’s writing contemporary romance on a daily basis, with a brand-new series from Entangled Bliss (Snowflake Valley), an ongoing series from Harlequin Western Romance (The Hitching Post Hotel), and many more books on the schedule.

She would love to have you stop by her website and to look for her on Facebook and Twitter.

 

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Sky Dreams by Keta Diablo

Keta Diablo is visiting today with her new historical romance book! Take it away, Keta.

 

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Hi everyone,

Thanks so much for stopping by Angela Scavone’s blog today.

I have a new release to show off and thank you so much in advance for reading about it.

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SKY DREAMS is Book 3 in my historical romance Sky Series set in Minnesota. The first two books, Sky Tinted Water, Book 1 and Sky Dance, Book 2 feature Dawson and Rory Finch (resident hero and heroine). Both books have an element of suspense and a Native American slant. The 1862 Dakota Uprising took place and was a very turbulent time for many of the small communities in southern Minnesota. And we can’t forget about the Civil War (Minnesota fought for the North) so that made for an exciting, if not a bit dangerous time, for Rory and Dawson.

 

In Sky Dreams, Book 3, their daughter, Haven Finch Morgan is featured. You can read more about her plight in the blurb below. I’ve supplied plenty of angst for our heroine while she navigates through widowhood and struggles to find love again.

 

But isn’t that what romance is all about?

 

About Sky Dreams, Book 3

A sweet historical romance

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In Sky Tinted Water (Book 1) and Sky Dance (Book 2) you met Dawson and Rory Finch and shared in the journey of their love. Now, in Sky Dreams (Book 3), meet their daughter, Haven.

 

In 1893, Haven Morgan is a young widow. Heartbroken and alone after her husband’s tragic death, she travels to Cobb’s Grove, Minnesota to teach at the country school.

 

Her curiosity is piqued when she meets the handsome supervisor of the local lumber mill, Cade Kincannon, but the trauma of her husband’s death haunts her days and torments her dreams.

 

Can Cade break through the veil of darkness shrouding Haven, forge a path to her heart and convince her it’s all right to love again?

 

Setup and Excerpt: Haven relives her husband’s death while riding the train to teach school at Cobb’s Grove, Minnesota.

 

Haven’s heart raced, beads of perspiration erupted on her brow. Bile choked her throat when her mind returned to the nightmarish images seconds later.

 

The severed, crumpled bodies appeared in a rush. Blood, so much blood against the stark white landscape. Shep had been tossed a rod from her husband’s body and stomped to death, his lifeless form flat as a fence board. Sprawled out on his side, crimson streams had arced and pumped from deep gashes in Champion’s withers and belly. A pinkish-foam oozed from the horse’s nostrils, the once beautiful brown eyes now closed in death. Underneath Champion’s still form lay her beloved Mathias, his feet still hooked into the stirrups.

 

She’d clutched her hand to her throat, dismounted in one swift movement and trudged through drifts up to her calves. Dropping to her knees, she’d tried in vain to pull his lifeless form out from under the horse. And then she saw his face. The earth spun out of control. The brown eyes that had gazed at her with so much longing and tenderness that morning were open, like his mouth. His chest was still, his skin pale gray, as if all the blood had been siphoned from his beautiful face.

 

A long time later, exhausted from crying out her anguish, she turned a ravaged face to the sky and cursed God. Swore she’d never put her faith in him again, questioned his all-encompassing compassion. How could a loving God allow this to happen to Mathias…to her?

 

The unmistakable grunting and pawing of a large beast drew her from her misery. Without looking at her nemesis, she pulled her husband’s rifle from the scabbard and rose to her feet on that icy battleground. With tear-stained face, her body racked by sobs, she faced the culprit of her agony. A wreath of white snow encircled his massive head as he pawed and stomped at the ground, intent on destroying yet another human who dared enter his territory.

 

She took aim and emptied the rifle into the monster that had crushed her world, and then she mounted Bluebelle and headed for home in a fog of despair.

 

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Download SKY DREAMS on Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N0M17K6

 

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Again, my humble thanks for stopping by. If you read Sky Dreams, please leave a review on Amazon or Goodreads,

 

Happy Holidays and Happy Reading,

Keta Diablo

Maon: Marshal of Tallav #2 – Sons of Tallav by Cailin Briste

Today we welcome Cailin Briste and her Science fiction erotic romance Maon: Marshal of Tallav #2 – Sons of Tallav. Check it out…it’s hot!

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Maon Keefe has always embraced the player lifestyle, until he discovers a mysterious Domme who brings him to his knees. 

Blurb:

Maon Keefe has always been told he’s doomed to fail as a husband. He decides never to marry instead focusing on living life as a player and becoming a capable marshal of Tallav. When he is shot and the most-wanted criminal he’s escorting escapes, he fears that his career, his one success in life, is doomed. Assigned to ferret out the cause of missing shipments for a VIP aristocrat, he meets Selina Shirley CEO of the House of Shirley. He finds himself inexplicably attracted to her despite her frumpy appearance. When he meets a hooded and masked, scorching hot Domme, Lasair, at his friend’s BDSM club, he’s torn between the two women. Both fire his imagination and call to his submissive nature. Either might be the woman to change him into successful husband material.

Selina Shirley organizes her life like she organizes her business, taking control of all aspects of each. She’s concluded that she must marry to get an heir and that her future husband must be totally submissive. Mentored by the sector’s most famous sadist, she learns what it takes to be a proper Domme. Then, hidden behind a hood and mask, as Lasair, she meets Maon and her instant attraction to his full submission at the BDSM club leads her to break her own rules and become involved with him. But he’s also the marshal assigned to investigate thefts at her company. When his broad streak of protective alpha male comes into play, it obvious he’s not a 24/7 submissive. To stick to her plan to marry the perfect husband, she must ignore her heart and dump Maon.

Excerpt:

Space travel held no appeal for Selina. The CEO of the sector’s leading fashion house, she’d accepted it as the necessity it was, but she’d be glad to get her feet on solid ground again. Her nose alone told her she wasn’t there yet. The air filtration system on the Beta Tau station did a better job than most at removing the metallic tang of C-trol, the fuel ships ran on in hyperspace that permeated all space stations. A harsh aftertaste still clung in silvered wisps to the more mundane odors of fried foods and roasting meats that tempted travelers to part with credits before heading down world or returning to space. No, she wasn’t there yet.

The strap of the portfolio slung over her shoulder slipped. A nudge and it was back in place. A trio of vacationers passed her, their excitement palpable in the pitch and volume of their voices. They hadn’t noticed Selina, but who would? Hidden inside the drab, shapeless dress that constituted her armor against amorous attentions, she was perfectly content to be overlooked. No one would credit the truth. She was on her way to the Whip Hand to meet the owner and notorious sadist Randolph Meryon. The drawings she carried in her portfolio were the first installment of a trade she’d made. He would become her mentor while she explored sexual domination, and she would design exclusive apparel for his staff.

The underlying frisson of unease that always attended her in space was sliding up and down her spine. But the churning in her stomach, while she walked along the companionway from the private ship docks, wasn’t caused by her fear of space. Her father’s death over a year ago had cemented a number of things in her mind. One was the need to acquire a husband. Knowledge that she was on the marriage market would set in motion the machinations of the aristocratic mamas of Tallav—some because of her wealth and others for the connection. She wrinkled her nose. Not going that route.

Her Domme lessons with Randolph were the initial step in a concise plan to find her perfect husband. Emphasis on her. Implementing that plan was the root of her anxiety, akin to the strain of her first business negotiation for the House of Shirley.

A couple, the woman tipping along in platform heels, were cuddling and cooing while they walked toward Selina. She averted her face, seeing but not really taking in the concourse bar she was approaching. Then her gaze met a stranger’s, and for an interminable moment, his eyes ensnared hers. She blinked, and the spell was broken. His lips moved in a smirk while he continued to stare at her.

Damn playboy.

When she yanked her head away, the oversize art case slipped down her arm, the strap tangling in her long dark hair. Rather than stop to fix the problem, she kept walking while struggling to release the strands that were pulling painfully on her scalp. Portfolio back in position, she sped up.

That man was the exact opposite of her ideal mate, although he was Tallavan. The string tie he wore made his Tallavan citizenship a possibility, but the badge clipped to his belt settled it. He was a Tallavan marshal. Despite his tousled sandy-brown locks that were made to comb through and pull, he wouldn’t make the cut on her very exacting list of requirements. Even before he’d smirked at her, it was apparent he was a player. He’d been sitting still on a bar stool, but swagger oozed from his pores. His navy-blue eyes were full of a boldness that reached out to her and offered her more fun than she could imagine.

What the heck are you thinking, Selina? He’s a snack and nothing more.

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About the Author: 

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Cailin has been writing fiction for five years and non-fiction for two decades. Her non-fiction work has been published in magazines and in a non-fiction anthology. She’s a member of Romance Writers of America, the RWA Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal Chapter, and the RWA Passionate Ink Chapter.

Cailin likes to flip convention on its head, creating a universe in which each planet is a study in different what ifs. What would happen to alpha men on a matriarchal planet where the women are not Dommes in the strictest sense but certainly have the attitude down pat? How would society handle it if girls born on their new planet developed empathic senses? Cailin throws her characters into these settings, heroes and heroines whose kink is a major defining attribute of their personality.

Klein’s K-9s series by Marcia James

Marcia James is here today with the first three novellas in her Klein’s K-9s Series. This is a series of contemporary romance novellas featuring service dogs and rescue pets. How can you say no to that?

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Racing Hearts

Stock car legend, Tom “Torque” Tyler, faces a bleak future following an off-track car wreck. Thanks to a traumatic head injury, he’s developed epileptic seizures and may never drive again. To avoid tabloid reporters and well-meaning friends, Tom holes up in a cottage surrounded by high walls. Now he just needs to figure out the rest of his life.

Service dog trainer and old friend, Meg Klein, shows up on Tom’s doorstep with a seizure response dog. Bob, a tiny but talented canine, makes it almost impossible for Tom to maintain his black mood. And Meg is determined to drag her high-school crush out of his self-imposed solitude. But will the paparazzi ruin her best-laid plans?

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8 Hounds a-Howling

Celebrity photographer “Jax” Jackson volunteers to shoot the Klein’s K-9s service dog facility’s fundraising calendar. His agenda: Convince past love and calendar coordinator Amy Walters to give him a second chance.

Producing the dog-themed “12 Days of Christmas” calendar includes dodging dive-bombing birds, tackling runaway pigs, and handling 78 dogs who’d rather play than pose. In the midst of the chaos, will the reunited lovers find their happily ever after?

Buy it here:

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Nothing But a Hound Dog

After a night of raucous partying, country music star Ryan “Rowdy” Gates is sentenced to community service at the Jenkins Animal Shelter. To his surprise, he bonds with the caring shelter workers and with a tiny, abandoned Basset Hound puppy. Cindi Landon, shelter director and his high school crush, offers Ryan something he’s never had—a home, a family, and unconditional love.

 

Buy it here: Amazon: http://amzn.to/1RTfRYm

 

About the Author:

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Marcia James finaled in eleven Romance Writers of America contests before selling her first contemporary romance. A national and international ebook bestseller, she writes hot, humorous romances featuring heroines you can root for, heroes to die for, and funny dogs.  In her eclectic career, Marcia has shot submarine training videos, organized celebrity-filled nonprofit events and had her wedding covered by People Magazine. After years of dealing with such sexy topics as how to safely install traffic lights, she is enjoying “researching” and plotting her novels’ steamy love scenes with her husband and hero of many years. To enter her monthly contest or sign up for her newsletter, visit her website: www.MarciaJames.net

 

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Wolf’s Blade by Clare Dargin

Happy Wednesday! Today we have Clare Dargin and her novel Wolf’s Blade from The Paladins Series.

Content Notes Intense, Extreme Violence, Non-Sexual Physical Assault.

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Blurb:

Samantha Dixon rescues a wounded wolf shifter in the woods near her home … and unwittingly gets drawn into a dangerous game of cat and mouse with a murderer. Callum Blake is on the trail of an evil man who would be king of all wolf kind, no matter the cost … it’s up to Callum to stop him. How can Callum fulfill his duty to protect his pack and save the woman who is destined to be his mate?

 

Excerpt: 

Callum Blake growled and grabbed his forearm. He opened his clenched fist as the nails on his hand morphed into long dark claws. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as he fought the urge to shift. He pounded the tree and glanced up at the night sky and prayed in agony to the wolf goddess. He pleaded for help. He’d take anything she had to offer if it would provide even the smallest amount of relief.

Nothing. The pain continued. He shook his head and grimaced in an attempt to remove the fog that was starting to shroud his mind. He silently cried out to her again.

Why are you silent? You’re the reason I took this mission and now you’re allowing me to suffer?

His frustration mingled with his physical pain, adding to his misery. The beast fought its way to the surface. He opened his mouth and howled. A mixture of a roar and a yell, it relieved some of the tension within him, but it did not drive away the urge to shift. Leaning against the tree, he dug his claws into the bark, burrowing deep grooves as he exerted his strength against the muscle contraction. His pulse pounded in his ears as sweat poured down on his face. Unlike his wolf self who resided peacefully inside of him, his lycan did not have the same kind of placating nature. It yielded only to the strongest of commands exerted to it from his mind. It was supposed to live in harmony just as his inner wolf, but it refused.

For wolf shifters, their human and wolf self were like two individuals abiding in one nature. One innately human, sharing some of the same abilities and desires as regular people only with keener senses and more powerful instincts. The other, their wolf side was wild and untamed. It acted on a gut responses, using its innate sixth sense to interact with the world around it. The wolf freely gave into its passions, choosing strength and cunning over calculated reasoning.

The lycan, however, was a being whose nature lived far beyond that of the wolf. Not present in all wolf shifters, it was like a curse of their wolf self causing them to revert to a primitive version of their wolf self. Acting on impulse and rage, the lycan did not use reason or soft emotions like joy, love, and happiness, it understood violence.

 

 

Buy Links

Amazon- http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B019VS3IZK?redirect=true&ref_=s9_simh_gw_g351_i1_r

 

Liquid Silver Books-  http://www.lsbooks.com/wolfs-blade-p1090.php

 

 

Author Bio

Clare Dargin is a multi-published romance author. She has written for several publishers in different genres, including erotic romance, military romance, contemporary, paranormal, and sci-fi. She lives in the mid-west, and when not surfing the web, she is hard at work writing her next romance novel. You can find her on Facebook, Twitter, Google Plus, and Amazon.

 

Web Links-

Clare’s Blog 2 The Havenhttp://claresblog2thehaven.blogspot.com

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Facebook–  www.facebook.com/clare.dargin

Twitterwww.twitter.com/claredargin

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Pride and Fall by Staci Troilo

New release alert!!

Staci Troilo has a new book out called Pride and Fall. I am reading this right now and I cannot put it down. If you want a good story, then you need to get this book 🙂

Keep scrolling for Staci’s Christmas book When We Finally Kiss Goodnight. Amazing story!! I highly recommend this be put into your holiday rotation!

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This was all Faith’s fault… he certainly didn’t buy flowers for non-dates. She had him all turned around, not thinking clearly. And that needed to stop. Now.

Carter was just about to tell Vanessa he’d changed his mind about the flowers when she presented him with the pot. The lavender scent was another punch in the gut. It smelled just like Faith, and he had to buy it because he knew she’d love it.

Buy it here: Amazon.com

 

When We Finally Kiss Goodnight

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Buy it here: Amazon.com

 

About the Author:

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Staci Troilo has always loved fiction, ever since her parents read her fairy tales when she was a young girl. Today, her interests are much more eclectic. She loves getting lost in sci-fi battles, fantasy realms, horror worlds, suspenseful intrigues, and romantic entanglements.

As goes her reading, so goes her writing. She can’t pick a single genre to focus on, so she doesn’t even try. She’s proud to say she’s a multi-genre author.

When she’s not reading or writing, she’s spending time with family and friends, possibly cooking for them, or maybe enjoying an afternoon in the pool. To learn more about her, visit http://stacitroilo.com.

 

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