Cover Reveal : Enchanting Wilder

Declan Wilder has never met a witch he didn’t hate. He is in the business of

protecting the world from all things paranormal, after all. But what happens when

one glimpse at an enchanting McKenna Sawyer sends him spinning? Suddenly,

Declan can’t help but question everything he thought he knew about the world he’s

been sworn to protect for so long. 

Plagued by her parents’ death, McKenna Sawyer has no interest in anything outside

of her family’s business and her sister’s happiness. So when she’s assigned to warn a

Pursuer about his impending death, she’s less than prepared for the way he shifts

her world on its axis. And when more time spent with him leads to more secrets

about their world revealed, they must decide how their universes fit together — if at

all. 

The paranormal world is gearing up for a fight, and both Declan and McKenna have

been called to battle. But the question remains — will they be fighting for or against

each other?

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Title : Enchanting Wilder (Wild Series #1)

Genre : Romance, Paranormal

Author : Cassie Graham

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EXCERPT & TEASERS

Pulling McKenna close to my body, I lock my hands behind her back. I can’t help but chew on the inside of my cheek, the close proximity to her already overwhelming all of my senses. 

She sighs contently and clasps her hands loosely around my neck, bringing her head up to lay it just below my shoulder. Her body shudders under mine, and I can feel her erratic heartbeat thumping against my chest. 

“You’ve never done anything like this,” I whisper loud enough for her to hear and she shakes her head, agreeing with me. “You’ve never danced with someone you’ve just met. It makes you nervous and you’re wondering if you’re going to get caught up in it—in me.” I’m tilling the line now. I know we don’t have a future—hell, or even a tomorrow. The moment I’m done with this case, Wood and I are out of here and it’s not likely for us to come back. But I want to show her what it’s like to let go, even for a night.

“I want to let go,” she whispers and I wonder if she intended for me to hear it.

I keep silent as we dance and move to the song, the melodic melody lulling us farther into each other. Her scent engulfs me, her presence surrounds me, and her being holds mine. I’ve never felt such a thing, but we cling to one another. Stuck—the good kind of stuck, of course. The kind of stuck I never want to leave. 

When the song ends and the band exits the stage, the crowd disperses. But instead of going back to our booth, McKenna and I stay in our spot, listening to the music on the jukebox that now fills the air. 

“We should do something.”

She lifts her head, looking into my eyes with a glint of mischievous in her own. “Do what?”

I grip my hands harder around her and shrug both of my shoulders. “Something fun—something crazy.”

She groans. “You’re using that word again—crazy. We’re in Summerson, Declan. This is the craziest it gets around here.” She pulls back to look at me.

“Well, then let’s go somewhere else.”

“It’s almost one in the morning. Where are we going to go?”

I unlatch myself from her and pull out my phone, Googling a map of the world. “Close your eyes and point.”

McKenna tilts her head and the corners of her mouth twitch. “You’re serious? I can’t just leave. I don’t have the money to go buy a plane ticket. Plus, I have to work tomorrow, and Declan…” She slaps my arm. “Aren’t you on a case?”

I chuckle. “Aren’t you this all-knowing witch? Let’s blip there and come back. Two hours. Tops.”

Her nostrils flare as she contemplates my offer. “I don’t blip.” She smiles and bites her thumbnail. “But we can Dissipate. But I’ve never done it with another person before.”

I straighten my back. “Now is as good of a time as ever. Let’s do it. Now, point.”

Her honey eyes widen when she sees my seriousness. “Really?”

“Yes, really. Do it. Let’s go.”

She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, twirling her finger above my phone. After a few theatrics, she lands on a spot. Opening one eye, she realizes where her finger landed.

“We can’t.”

I nod. “We can.”

About The Author

Cassie Graham is a firey redhead with an intense love for fairytales-- angsty,

suspenseful fairytales-- but fairytales nonetheless. She's had all kinds of jobs-- but the

one she loves the most is being a writer. She finds solace in it. She's also a mom to a

beautiful little girl. Her greatest joy is watching her grow. 

Cassie has always loved to write and is so thankful that she's able to do it full-time.

She's very lucky to have a husband who works his booty off working so she can live

out her dream. He's the reason why writing romance is so easy.

Cassie is a born and raised Arizona girl. Though she has moved around a bit, her

home always calls to her. It's where her heart will remain. 

If Cassie isn't writing, she's more than likely cooking in the kitchen with her

daughter or has her nose buried deep in a good book. She loves front porch sitting,

drinking coffee, and constantly dating her husband.

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Blog Tour : Evil

You know that group of people in school that everyone fears? Popular. Beautiful. The in-crowd?

That was my family. Kind of.  

We were above that group. We held court over everyone else. We were the best looking. We were the mysterious and elusive ones. Most of the girls wanted to (and did) date the guys, but they didn’t want to be one of us. They couldn’t be. They were our prey.

We were the feared.

But like every family, nothing is as it seems. That was my truth. 

Kellan was in his own league. He was our leader and he was the one no one messed with. No one dared.

He was ruthless, powerful, and no one could match him…

Except for me.

I was about to find out just how different I was from my family.

**Evil is a full-length paranormal romance stand-alone.

Title : Evil
Release Date : 13 May 2016
Genre : Paranormal Romance
Author : Tijan
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“Kellan and Shay Braden, why is it always you two? And if it’s not the two of you, it’s your other two siblings. All the time.” Mr. Mirchak approached, shaking his head. “Who’d you fight this time, Kellan?”

I should’ve felt something, maybe remorse, but there was nothing. Matt had assaulted me. Kellan felt it and protected me. And if Matt chose to run away, then that was Matt’s decision. But still…I should’ve felt guilty.

Kellan drew to his full height of six one and squared his lean shoulders against the portly forty-
something teacher. He shook his head. “Do you see anyone, Mr. Mirchak?”

The balding teacher shook his head. “I never see anyone, Kellan. That’s the problem. But I know that
someone’s going to show up with a busted eye, maybe a shoulder. I don’t know, but there’s always
something.” He turned away, but mumbled over his shoulder, “…too damn scared to say a thing…”

Kellan waited until the teacher had turned the corner before he flashed a smile. “What do you think?”

I rolled my eyes and kicked my locker open. “You didn’t have to hurt his jaw.”

“Right.” Kellan fell against the locker beside mine and studied me. “At least this way, he’ll shut up all the time. I’m getting tired of his mouth. The guy thinks he knows you too much. He doesn’t know anything.”

“Still…” I muttered as I bent inside to grab my book.

“Still,” Kellan mimicked me and yanked me out. “Why didn’t you do something, Shay?”

“What are you talk—?”

“Don’t. Not with me,” Kellan interrupted. “You could’ve stopped him long before I came around the
corner. You knew I was coming. Why didn’t you stop him?”

“Maybe I wanted to hear his rhetoric on how hot I must be for him.”

“Don’t be funny, Shay. You’re not the funny one, remember?”

I smirked. “That’s funny. I don’t think that role’s been taken in our family.”

Kellan’s hand tightened on my arm. He pulled me closer and bent his head to my ear. “You always wait for me. Why?”

Maybe I couldn’t bring myself to do what he enjoyed. Maybe I liked knowing he’d always protect me or that someone would protect me. Maybe…maybe I enjoyed the sick pleasure knowing that someone like Matt could never really hurt me, though he didn’t know that fact. Or maybe…I whispered, “I don’t know, okay?”

I didn’t know. I had ideas. I had possible scenarios, but the only truth was, I could’ve easily broken
Matt’s hold on me and I didn’t.

About The Author

Hello~ (waves)

I didn't begin writing until after undergraduate college. There'd been storylines and characters in my head all my life, but it came to a boiling point one day and I HAD to get them out of me. So the

computer was booted up and I FINALLY felt it click. Writing is what I needed to do. After that, I had to teach myself how to write. I can't blame my teachers for not teaching me all those years in school. It was my fault. I was one of the students that was wishing I was anywhere but at school! So after that day, it took me lots of work until I was able to put together something that resembled a novel. I'm hoping I got it right since someone must be reading this profile! And I hope you keep enjoying my future stories.

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Release Day : Forever Fate

Seraphina

I loved him all of my life.

Then, he sent me away and broke my heart.

But, a millennium wasn’t long enough to erase him completely.

Now, my time as Fate is up, and he’s returned for me

I don’t know if I can let him break down my walls

But, if I stay behind them, alone,

I’ll be forever Fate.

Gabriel

Seraphina held my heart in her hands.

But, she was wild and always pushing limits.

I physically let her go, but she was always in my heart.

She’s finally proven herself.

I’ve been given permission to bring her home.

There is no other option than to win her heart, again.

She’ll forever be my Seraphina.

Title : Forever Fate (Fae Guard #6)
Release Date : 12 May 2016
Genre : Paranormal Romance
Author : Elle Christensen
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Prologue

Fate/Seraphina

The rustle of fabric is the only indication that I’m not alone, but I remain in my seat. Today, it’s a purple velvet swivel chair. I stare out the window of my office, watching the white, fluffy clouds roll through the sky, seeming to go right around the sun, never disrupting its rays.

“Seraphina.”

The voice has my thoughts screeching back to reality, sending a shiver of want down my spine, and
making my heart ache. I slowly turn my seat to face him. “A millennium and still, you’re the only
stubborn ass who calls me by my full name,” I drawl casually, doing a damn fine job of hiding my
reaction to him.

He raises a single eyebrow, as though I should know better. The jackass.

“Gabriel,” I emphasize his name with a high level of sarcasm. Of all people, the Arch Angel named

Gabriel should understand my irritation at being namedSeraphina. I mean, dude, could we be more of a walking cliché?

I cock my head to the side, showing only mild curiosity. “I have to say, I never expected they would send you.”

He looks just the same: tall, muscular, black inky hair, cut short-ish, but perfectly unruly from his lazy curls. Amethyst eyes, a square face, chiseled jaw, Roman nose, and pouty lips (Guys can have pouty lips, too. Even GQ angel bastards), make up one fucking delicious package. And, oh, what a damn fine package it is. You ought to know, slutmuffin Mmmhmmm . . .  yes, I do.

Heat infuses me and I’m really pissed at the hormone-ridden teenager lusting after him like he’s the lead singer of that popular boy band, One Track. One Direction, idiot. Whatever, fucklet, go back to you books and virgin thoughts. Go. Scat.

Well fuck, now I’m left with a bitch in heat. I stifle a groan.

“Perhaps they didn’t think you would  return with anyone but me, without putting up a fuss,” his
smooth, melted caramel voice is so familiar and I want to tell him to keep talking forever, but then I
remember, and the stabbing pain of betrayal accompanies rising anger.

“Putting up a fuss?” I snip. “Do you see a fucking toddler in front of you?” My eyes narrow, willing laser beams to shoot out and burn multiple holes into his ridiculously gorgeous body.

“If you’re going to act like a child, Seraphina, I’ll treat you like one,” he says calmly as he moves to stand right in front of the desk, his stance deceptively casual. Yeah, right. I snort, but manage not to stomp my foot and hiss in irritation.

Instead, I sigh. “Gabriel, I haven’t seen or heard from you in over seven hundred years. Seriously, why the fuck did they send you?”

He prowls around my desk, gripping the armrests of my chair and turning me to face him. Leaning down, he has me caged in, his face inches from mine. “I volunteered.”

His proximity is throwing me off, suddenly bombarded by every horny personality inside my head.
“Um—why?” I clear my throat and try to sound unaffected, “Why would you do that? Maybe—.” I gasp a little when he moves closer, only centimeters from my mouth. “Maybe I don’t want to see you.” I nod sharply, pleased I was able to say that without bursting into flames and finding myself standing next to the devil. Have I ever told such a massive and blatant lie? Only Gabriel has ever been able to push my buttons so thoroughly. Get it together, woman!

His eyes narrow, his brows dropping low, but there is no disguising the heat in them. “Liar. You’re body fucking craves me every bit as much as mine does yours.”

Before I can deny it, his lips are on mine and my traitorous body fucking melts.

I don’t love him. I don’t love him. I don’t love him.

I chant the words in my head over and over, hoping if I say it enough, I’ll believe it. I’ve spent centuries building up the wall around my heart and I refuse to let it get broken a second time by the man who destroyed it in the first place.

About The Author

I’m a lover of all things books, a hopeless romantic, and have always had a passion for writing. Between being a sappy romantic, my love of an HEA, my crazy imagination, and ok, let’s be real, my dirty mind, I fell easily into writing romance.

I’m a huge baseball fan and yet, a complete girly, girl. I’m an obsessive reader and have a slight (hahaha! Slight? Yeah, right) addiction to signed books.

I’m married to my very own book boyfriend, an alpha male with a sexy, sweet side. He is the best

inspiration, my biggest supporter, and the love of my life. He is also incredibly patient and

understanding about the fact that he has to fight the voices in my head for my attention.

I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoyed writing them!

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Release Day : Soulless

Our love is imperfect in the most perfect way. It is love done our way. Raw.

Unconventional. Sexy as hell. Most importantly, it is honest to the core, or so I think. 

One little, white lie shouldn't do so much damage. Yet, it changes me forever.

The worst part is that Declan whispered that sweet nothing out of protection. My 

safety is on the forefront of his mind, especially since there are others who’d hurt 

me simply to get at him. I never think that he would be the one to cut me so deeply. 

And it all starts with that first prick—the night he saved my life.

Title : Soulless
Release Date : 23 February 2016
Genre : Romance, Paranormal
Author : Sarah J. Pepper
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EXCERPT & TEASERS

His perilous stare deepened as his grip fastened around my waist. The maniacal thoughts passing over his eyes confirmed that I wasn’t the only one who wanted all the space between us eliminated.

I

could hardly breathe when his gaze fell to my lips. It left me speechless. It was the very way a passing glance could leave you without words. But Declan didn’t just take a glimpse. No, he unapologetically looked me over. He

loved

me, but didn’t say them in so many words. Yet, I heard them all the same. I heard them with each moan that echoed in the air. I felt them as he held me gently in his arms. Even if I didn’t feel the desire radiating off of him in a fury of passion, he bore that intensity in his gaze. The world around us melted away until there was on me and

him.

About The Author

Sarah J. Pepper specializes in dark, paranormal romance - think "happy ever after" 

but with a twisted, dark chocolate center. Real-life romance isn't only filled with 

hugs, kisses, bunnies, and rainbows. True-love can be more thoroughly described in 

times of darkness and tribulation. It's in those harsh moments where you see what a 

person is truly capable of - both the good and bad. Sometimes prince-charming isn't 

always on time, and the glass slipper is a little snug. However, it doesn't mean 

Charming is not Mr. Right, and who says every shoe is the perfect fit? Get a glimpse 

inside her head at www.sarahjpepper.com

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