Read an excerpt from Unlocking Lies by Kennedy Layne

About UNLOCKING LIES

Secrets and lies have a way of weaving a deadly web. Returning home from his last deployment shouldn’t have been complicated, but Jace Kendall was immediately drawn into a murder investigation that hits a little too close to home. The last thing he should be doing was reigniting old passions that should have been kept buried, but he’s never been a guy who plays by the rules.

Shae has suffered for twelve years without knowing why her sister disappeared. The long-awaited answers are now within reach, and she’ll have no choice but to trust the one man who knows more than he’s telling.

It isn’t long before Jace and Shae are lost in the mystery of solving a case that’s long gone cold. When they find the answers they’ve been looking for, a darkness is unveiled that will leave one of them in the crosshairs of a psychopath.

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About the Keys to Love Series

Their homecoming wasn’t so welcoming. Four brothers and one sister each gave twelve years of their lives to serve their country and fulfill their family’s legacy of service. As each of them return to their home of record, they weren’t prepared for what awaited them—an unforgivable sin that has been hidden for twelve long years. Secrets and lies are concealed in the dark shadows of the very town they were raised in, and the Kendall family will have no choice but to rely on one another to unravel the sinister evil that they all hold the keys to unlock.

 

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About UNLOCKING FEAR

A chance mishap with a sledgehammer was the sole reason a chilling nightmare was unleashed in Blyth Lake.

Noah Kendall’s grisly discovery left him in the middle of a murder investigation and a neighbor who knew more than she was willing to say. Reese Woodward had returned to town with dark secrets, and he was determined to unravel them. While evil lurks in the darkness, seduction burns between them…only time was their enemy.

Will her secrets destroy what they’ve built, or can he earn her trust before the killer strikes again?

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About UNLOCKING SECRETS

A grim discovery in Lance Kendall’s home proved one thing—the residents of Blyth Lake had a serial killer in their midst. Now Lance had unintentionally put a target on his back. Worst yet, he’s made the only woman he ever loved known to a murderer. A trip down memory lane with the man who’d broken Brynn Mercer’s heart wasn’t the smartest thing she’d ever done in her life, but their reunion was a slow burn of temptation that she couldn’t ignore. Together, they will only have one chance to correct the past. Will the hidden secrets he uncovered threaten their love or solidify it for a future that has always been out of their reach?

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About Kennedy Layne

Kennedy Layne is a USA Today bestselling author. She draws inspiration for her military romantic suspense novels in part from her not-so-secret second life as a wife of a retired Marine Master Sergeant. He doubles as her critique partner, beta reader, and military consultant. They live in the Midwest with their teenage son and menagerie of pets. The loyal dogs and mischievous cats appreciate her writing days as much as she does, usually curled up in front of the fireplace. She loves hearing from readers--find out how to connect with her at www.kennedylayne.com.

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Read an excerpt from Three Day Fiancee by Marissa Clarke

Marissa Clarke is stopping by today to share her newest release, THREE DAY FIANCEE! Check it out and grab your copy today!

Helicopter pilot Taylor Blankenship’s time schedule is maxed out. Between his job, his eighty-pound slobbering mess of a dog, and his matchmaking grandmother, he has no time for anyone or anything—especially a woman. If only there were a way to get Grams to back down.

The job of New York City dog walker suits Caitlin Ramos perfectly while she preps for her CPA exam—steady, scheduled, and requiring very little human interaction; a huge seller since she’s still on the mend from a toxic relationship. Men suck. Especially her bossy, hot client with the Saint Bernard that thinks it’s a lap dog. No way will she go for his plan to pretend they’re engaged to get his grandmother off his case. Down, boy.

Offered a bargain she can’t refuse, Caitlin finds herself playing the part of fiancée to Taylor. Fortunately, it’s only for three days. All she has to do is fake a relationship with Mr. Bossy Pants in front of his entire family, survive a fierce game of truth or dare with an unscrupulous pair of octogenarians, endure a one-on-one round of Twister with Taylor, and not lose her heart to a guy who turns out  tobe a lot more than she’d bargained for.

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Caitlin’s gaze flitted to where Beau scratched the door again. “What did he swallow?”

“An engagement ring. I left my dresser drawer open and he got hold of the box, and all I can find are the shreds of box. No ring. I’m sure he ate it.”

“That’s why the couch high jump was in process when I opened the door.”

“Yeah.” Taylor glanced at his giant watch—the kind with all the little dials that had always struck Caitlin as overkill. “I thought he had it in his mouth, but it was only a shred of velvet from the top.”

She drew her eyes from his shiny watch to his glossy brown hair. Thick, rich hair like dark chocolate, which she could use two pounds of right about now. Instead, she settled for pulling the Mountain Dew out of her pocket. Caffeine would help her looming headache. “So, you want me to what?” She knew the answer, but wanted him to have to say it.

He suddenly found his bare feet fascinating. At least he had the good graces to look embarrassed. “Wait for it to pass.” He glanced at his watch again.

“That could take a long time. Maybe even days.” She popped the top of the Mountain Dew, and of course, in accordance with the rest of her morning, it fizzed out the top and and some drops splattered onto the shiny marble floor in front of the elevator. The loss column was almost totally full. “Maybe I should call our vet. Beauregard probably needs an X-ray.”

The guy seemed fixated on her lips as she slurped from the top to keep more from spilling out. He shook his head as if to clear it. “He’s terrified of vets. Loses it completely. I really don’t want to put him through that unless it looks like he’s having trouble. I’ll be back sometime before dark.”

She fought the urge to wipe her sticky hand on her coat. Before dark? She thought he’d ask her to stay a couple of hours, not the whole freaking day. She shot a glance down the hallway both directions before blurting out, “You expect me to drop all my other clients and hang out until he poops an engagement ring?”

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Marissa Clarke is a multi award-winning, RITA® nominated author of romance for adults and teens. She lives on an island in the middle of a river. Seriously, she does. When not writing, she wrangles her rowdy pack of three teens, two Cairn Terriers, and one husband.

Inexplicably, her favorite animal is the giant anteater and at one point, she had over 200 "pet" Madagascar Hissing Cockroaches. The roaches are a long story involving three science-crazed kids and a soft spot for rescue animals. The good news is, the "pet" roaches found a home... somewhere else.

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Read an excerpt from The Place Where We Belong by R.K. Mayer

General Literary Fiction/Self-Help Fiction
Date Published: March, 2018 

Why is starting over so complicated? After an amicable divorce, Tamara is ready to move on. She has loving friends, a meaningful job and a comfortable life. And yet, while everything seems to be in its correct place, she has the distinct feeling that nothing is as it should be. Feeling like she is losing control, Tamara struggles to answer a really difficult question: what does she really want? The Place Where We Belong is a novel about self-acceptance, belonging, friendship and love.

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The next day at the Nest, I am doing paperwork in my office. Miriam is cooking up a storm in our tiny kitchenette. Smells of couscous and soup waft through the apartment. She brings me some steaming tea with mint leaves, lemon and honey. “You look like you need this, sweetheart,” she says. “Come and talk to me when you are done.”

“I sure will,” I say. “I just have to sift through some things before rush hour. Rush hour is when the kids come to the Nest after the school day is done. My phone rings. I don’t recognize the caller.

“Hi,” I say, “Tamara speaking.”

“Hi Tamara,” an accented voice speaks to me. “It turns out that I am more impatient than I thought.”

“Who is this?” I ask.

“It is Mike. You rammed into me on the sand the other day on the beach.” The guy from the restaurant.

“I didn’t ram into you: we bumped into each other,” I respond.

“Whatever. I am sure Freud wouldn’t agree. There are no coincidences.”

“I refuse to argue over this.”

“Then don’t, let’s just discuss it like two adults. Over some ice cream.”

“Ice cream?”

“You don’t eat ice cream? That is going to be a problem for me.”

“Of course I eat ice cream. Everyone eats ice cream.”

“Good, so it’s settled.”

“What’s settled?”

“We meet tonight at ten o’ clock.”

“Tonight at ten o’ clock, I will be sleeping.”

“You can sleep another time; tonight we eat ice cream.”

“Don’t you have a restaurant to run?”

“I don’t have to be there all the time, but thanks for your concern.”

“Have I given you any reason to think that I am interested in you?”

“None whatsoever.”

“So why are you doing this?”

“I like a challenge. I like to break down resistance. So will you be there?”

“I don’t know where ‘there’ is. I don’t know.”

“I will send you the address. See you later.” Mike hangs up.

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R. K. Mayer was born in Cape Town, South Africa. She has been a teacher, a technical writer and a product manager. Her most short-lived job was in a clothes shop, where she lasted a grand total of two and a half hours. Her last "real job" was being a manager of some wonderful people across the globe, as well as being a lead and advocate for digital transformation in the software industry. Since leaving the corporate world, she is now a Change Management consultant, blogger, novelist and a serial volunteer in her community. In her novels, R. K. Mayer combines her understanding and perspective about how people are affected by change, and her love for storytelling.

R. K. Mayer lives in Israel with her husband and three children. Her latest novel is "The Place Where We Belong." Her first published novel was: "The Perfection of the Glass Lemons."

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Cover Reveal: The Gallery by Mika Lane

The Gallery: A Reverse Harem Romance
Mika Lane
Publication date: June 5th 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance

What do you do when someone changes the rules of the game? Do you keep playing? Or start your own game?

Blu, my gay bestie, was determined to see me win. Of course, I knew that would involve plenty of retail therapy. And chocolate.

I just didn’t know it would include four hot as h*ll men with moves I’d never dreamed existed. And a very different sort of social club.

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Writing has been a passion of Mika’s since a young age (her first book was "The Day I Ate the Milkyway"), but erotic romance is now what gives purpose to her days and nights. She lives in magical Northern California with her own handsome alpha dude, sometimes known as Mr. Mika Lane, and an evil cat named Bill. A devotee of the intelligent and beautiful, and lover of shiny things, she’s a yogi, hiker, traveler, thinker, observer, and book worm. She has been known to drink cheap champagne and has way too many shoes.

A National Reader's Choice Awards finalist, Mika always deliver a hot, sexy romp, often with imperfect characters, and a promised happily ever after (or at least happy for now).

She LOVES to hear from readers, and can be found at www.mikalane.com, and facebook.com/mikalaneauthor, when she's not dreaming up naughty tales to share.

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Spotlight: Rogue Royalty by Meghan March

Unthinkable. Unbelievable. Inconceivable.

I don’t recognize what my life has become. I can’t tell where the lies end and the truth begins anymore.

He came into my world and urged me out of my safe little corner.

All my dreams are coming true except the one thing I want most— my own happy ending.

But I’ll fight for it.

For now.

For always.

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A New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty novels, Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had.

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Spotlight: Hot Asset by Lauren Layne

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Whip smart with the looks of a Greek god and lots of money thanks to his hard work -- what’s not to love? Ian, the hero of my newest release HOT ASSET, has been a bachelor for a long time in the NYC dating scene, but he’s met his match with Lara McKenzie. But even though she is in his life to scrutinize his career, that doesn’t stop him from taking his best shot at seducing the buttoned-up investigator for the SEC. 

So what are Ian’s top ways to woo a woman and how well do they work on Lara? Let us see:

(1) Never underestimate the power of the pickup line … until it bombs.

Ian’s the master of the pickup line; so smooth, that women don’t even know it is a pick-up line. Until Lara. He crashes and burns with everything he says in their first meeting.

(2) Flattery will get you everywhere. Usually.

Ian’s the type of guy who always knows exactly what to say to even the most skeptical of women to make her blush a little. Not so much with Lara McKenzie! She literally has no use for pretty compliments. She already knows she’s got it going on where it counts—her brains.

(3) An unexpected gesture will get you everywhere … until it doesn’t.

Ian knows the power in the element of surprise, a gift or gesture when the woman’s least expecting it. Except Lara is always expecting it. And thus, decidedly less than impressed.

(4) Keep her far away from your baggage. Unless, of course, her job is to bust your baggage wide open.

Ian knows his best chance to score is keeping a woman’s attention on the here-and-now, since his past is more than a little messy. Unfortunately for him, Lara has zero interest in his present, and every interest in his past … which holds the key to destroying his future!

(5) A little Black Am-Ex card never hurts … unless she thinks you made your money illegally.

Ian Bradley knows that being filthy rich works in his favor when it comes to women. He can afford the best restaurants, the fanciest champagne. Meanwhile, Lara would like nothing more than to prove he made every last hard-earned penny illegally ...

Summary

Ian Bradley is the definition of a Wall Street hotshot: seven-figure salary, designer suits, and a corner office. His drive off the floor is just as potent. Every woman who knows him has felt the rush. But now he’s met his match in Lara McKenzie—a woman with the power to bring Ian to his knees.

An ambitious, whip-smart daughter of FBI agents, Lara is a rising star in fighting white-collar crime. Her latest case—the investigation of Ian Bradley for insider trading—could make her career. She knows a scoundrel when she sees one. Ian fits the bill: a cocky, ridiculously handsome bad boy with a slick swagger.

She’ll do anything to prove he’s guilty. He’ll do anything to prove he’s not. But it’s only a matter of time before their fierce battle of wits gets oh so hot and personal. Now, taking down Ian has become more than business for Lara. It’s become a pleasure—and there’s more at risk than she ever dreamed.

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I’m pulling my stapler out of my box of office crap when there’s a knock at the conference room door. 

I glance up, lifting my eyebrows in surprise when I see the last person I’d expect leaning against the doorway. 

Ian Bradley’s dressed impeccably in a light-gray suit, black tie, and holding two frothy concoctions. 

I click my stapler twice and study him, trying to figure out his game. His expression’s friendly, but his blue eyes are calculating. 

“Mr. Bradley.” 

“Ms. McKenzie.” He doesn’t move. 

“Would you like to come in?” 

He grins. “Would you like to put that stapler down?” 

The moment I do, he steps forward and, setting one of the drinks on the table, slides it toward me with a flick of the wrist. If anyone else did this, the drink would tip and fall, but Ian simply makes the cup slide perfectly across the table and into my waiting hand. 

I lift the Starbucks cup and study it. “Really. Bribery?” 

“Barista made two by accident. I could just give it to Kate . . .” 

“Ah yes, your assistant,” I say, leaping on the opening. I’d met Kate Henley yesterday, and my initial impression of the tiny brunette was that she has one of the best poker faces I’ve ever seen. 

Verdict after trying to coax her into conversation today? 

The best poker face I’ve ever seen. “She said she’s worked for you for five years,” I say. 

“Mm.” He walks toward the window, looks down. “They gave you the bad conference room. The other ones have a better view.” 

“I’m not here for the view.” 

“No, you’re here because of J-Conn,” he says, turning back around. 

It’s a predictable play, fishing for information. Granted, he’s right. I’m here for J-Conn, and I’m not all that surprised Wolfe’s already put that at the top of their guesses. 

But this isn’t my first rodeo. 

I say nothing, instead watching him carefully for any signs of nervousness, finding none. 

“Why now?” he asks quietly. “Why are you guys after me for a company that crashed ten months ago?” 

“Didn’t say that we were.” He’ll find out he’s right the second I start asking questions, but that’s not today. And I have no intention of playing this game on his terms. 

Not that this is a game. 

But the way he’s watching me, and the Starbucks drinks . . . I can tell he thinks it’s one. 

“Okay, well let’s say hypothetically you’re here because of J-Conn,” Ian says smoothly. “What would have to happen to put me on your radar?” 

I set the cup aside without taking a drink. “Hypothetically, we’d have a source,” I say, telling him nothing he doesn’t already know. “Who’s alleged you had insider knowledge of the company’s future.” 

“Who’s the source?” 

I snort. “Really. You bring me an overpriced coffee and think I’ll just tell all?” 

“Or you could swoon,” he says with a wink. 

This time I roll my eyes. “I’d heard you were a womanizer, but I confess, it’s really hard to picture.” 

“Yeah?” He crosses his arms and sits on the edge of the conference room table. “What have you heard? Maybe that I’m good with my hands? That when I’m with a woman, I always make sure she gets her—” 

I hold up a hand. “Stop.” 

Good Lord, is it hot in here? I resist the urge to undo a button on my shirt. 

He smirks, then glances down at my ignored beverage. “Try the drink, Ms. McKenzie.” 

“No thanks,” I say briskly, trying to remind myself that I’m Lara McKenzie with the SEC, not Lara McKenzie, Ian Bradley groupie.

He gives an exasperated sigh as though I’m an uncooperative child and stands and walks toward me. He stops a couple of feet away and, without breaking eye contact, picks up the drink I’ve set aside and holds it out. “Try it.” 

“This caveman approach might work on other women, but—” 

“Oh, I get it,” he interrupts, starting to set aside the drink. “You’re scared. You like your lines straight, your colors black and white, your coffee boring. God forbid you try something new, live a little—” 

Before I can stop myself, I reach out and snatch the drink. My fingers brush his, and the contact is so unexpectedly electric I nearly drop the damn thing. 

He shifts slightly closer. Not to crowd, or to intimidate, or to kiss, but for a whisper-quiet seduction that’s about a million times more effective than his pickup lines so far. 

For a hideous moment, I want to lean in to him, to brush my lips along his jaw, to . . . 

Well, hell, I realize with a jolt. The man really may be as good as his reputation after all. 

I can’t let him know it. I won’t. 

I stay put, giving a little lean of my own, letting my eyes lock on his as I part my lips and put the green straw in my mouth. I take a sip of the cold, wonderfully sweet beverage, and I let out an mmm noise unlike anything I’ve ever made in my life. 

His eyes flare with surprise, then desire, and for a long moment I have no idea who’s seducing whom, who’s one-upping the other . . . 

Ian gives a slow smile that crinkles his eyes.

“Well played, Ms. McKenzie.” 

“Back at you, Mr. Bradley.” I take a victory sip—it really is delicious. “You want to play sexy cat and mouse, I can play right back, and I’ll win.”

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Lauren Layne, a former e-commerce and web marketing manager, moved from Seattle to New York City in 2011 to pursue a full-time writing career. Her first book was published in the summer of 2013, and since then, she’s written more than two dozen romantic comedies, hitting the New York Times, USA Today, iBooks, and Amazon bestseller lists. She currently lives in New York City with her husband.

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