Spotlight: Ruin: The Infernis Duology Book One by Gillian Eliza West

Oralia Solis hasn’t felt the touch of another in 245 years. Not without them crumbling to ash at her feet. Cursed by the bite of a daemoni, she has been sequestered away for the greater good of Aethera by her adopted father, King Typhon.

King Renwick rules the rival kingdom of Infernis, the land of the dead. When Oralia flees the palace of Aethera after her power is let loose with deadly results, he recognizes her potential as a weapon and aids her escape.

Oralia finds herself the prisoner of the man she has been taught to fear most, and Renwick is surprised to find there is more to this princess than her untamed powers. Despite the gulf of secrets and magic between them, Renwick can’t deny the pull he feels towards her, and Oralia struggles to resist the one person who cannot only survive her touch, but craves it.

As Oralia uncovers the truth of her parentage and masters her magic, she will discover that the power to raze or save either Aethera or Infernis lies in her hands. War between the two kingdoms looms and she must decide who she can trust and which she wants more: power or love.

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Gillian Eliza West, debut author of Ruin: The Infernis Duology Book One, lives in Austin, Texas. With a passion for mythology that has taken her around the world despite her fear of flying, she strives to infuse her stories with a similar kind of wonder and magic. Her first foray into writing for an audience was fan fiction, allowing her to hone her skills as a storyteller. When she is not working on her debut duology, you can find West snuggled up with her dog, Walter, and a book or her favorite fanfic. To learn more, please visit GillianElizaWest.com or follow her on Instagram @GillianEliza or TikTok @gillianeliza_.

Spotlight: Things I Wish I Said by Gracie Graham

Publication date: November 7th 2024

Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult

Lung cancer patient Ryleigh Sinclair wants a boyfriend for the summer.

And my mother wants me to be the one to make her wish come true.

Me. The eternal pessimist. The guy who no longer believes in happy endings after my dad died of pancreatic cancer and my girlfriend dumped me in the same month.

But after weeks of spending time with Ryleigh, she somehow does the impossible. She fills the gaping hole of my father’s absence until I’m the one hoping for a miracle.

I’ve learned my lesson about wishes.

Happily ever afters are a lie.

Yet I’m the one wishing like hell for another outcome for Ryleigh.

I lost my father to cancer; I can’t lose her too.

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“You make me happy.”

I swallow, afraid to move and the break the spell we’re under. “No, I don’t,” I say, my throat raw.

“You do. This last month, I’ve laughed more than I have since I lost him. You make me forget to be so damn sad all the time.” His other hand rises, and he drags his thumb over my lower lip while my heart crashes into my ribs.

“Grayson . . .”

“You asked me why I kissed you.”

I nod, my resolve to keep him at arm’s length crumbling.

“I kissed you because I couldn’t stand another second of pretending I didn’t want to. Because watching you flirt with Cameron drove me fucking crazy. Because when I touch you, everything else fades away. All the shit in my life feels bearable. Like I can move forward as long as I have you. Simply put, life is just better with you in it.”

A sob escapes the back of my throat, and then his mouth is on mine, and he’s kissing me like his life depends on it. Like we’re the last two people on the face of the planet and the world’s existence depends on us. Like he is the Earth and I am the moon, just caught up in his orbit. 

Butterflies take flight in my chest. 

My toes curl. 

The pulse drumming inside my ears reaches an ear-splitting decibel.

His mouth slants, his tongue brushing against mine as his hand tightens around my waist, and I’m hit with the scent of leather and cinnamon, bringing me back to his bedroom the other night when I sat there and promised myself I’d help him.

Losing his father nearly broke him. I’d hate to think of what losing me only a year later would do.

I place a hand on his chest and push him away.

The breath rasps in and out of my lungs as I come back down to earth, staring into gunmetal gray. “I thought you didn’t believe in love and happy endings?”

“I believe in you.”

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Gracie Graham is a contemporary young adult author who loves romance and writing fictional characters. She thrives on bringing angst and emotion to her books, and her greatest goal in life is to give readers a book hangover. When she's not busy telling lies for a living, she's likely wrangling her three kids, cooking subpar meals, over-caffeinating, and procrastinating. Feel free to reach out to her on social media.

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Spotlight: The Cowboy's Mistletoe Truce by Lily Love

Series: Mistletoe Kisses Series

Release: November 1, 2024

Genre/Tropes: Sweet/Clean Holiday Romance; Small Town; Holiday; Cowboy; Business Rivals; Fake Dating; Grumpy/Sunshine

Can a fake engagement with my rival save my Christmas and melt his Grinch-like heart?

Veronica never expected to rope her business rival into a fake engagement. Elijah never imagined he'd play along with the town's Christmas fanatic. But when a snowstorm and a white lie collide, they find themselves in an arrangement that's shaking up more than just the snow globes in Passion Pointe.

Veronica:

I thought I had it all figured out. A thriving business in my charming small town, and a long-distance crush on my pen pal who made my heart skip a beat with every letter. But when he shows up in town engaged to someone else, my perfectly planned Christmas crumbles faster than a stale gingerbread house.

In a moment of panic, I blurt out that I'm engaged too—to Elijah, of all people! My long-time rival and the last man on earth I'd ever consider dating. Now I'm stuck in a fake engagement with the Grinch of Passion Pointe, all to save face in front of the man I thought I loved.

There's just one problem: pretending to be in love with Elijah is starting to feel less like a chore and more like a Christmas miracle. Between stolen glances under the mistletoe and a truce that's heating up faster than spiced cider, I'm beginning to wonder if the spirit of Christmas has more in store for us than I ever imagined.

Elijah:

Christmas in Passion Pointe? No thanks. I had my escape all planned out until a freak snowstorm grounded every flight out of town. Now I'm trapped in a winter wonderland with tinsel-covered memories I'd rather forget.

To make matters worse, Veronica, my business rival and the queen of Christmas cheer, has roped me into playing her fake fiancé. All I have to do is endure a few weeks of holiday madness, and that prime piece of real estate I've been eyeing that she snagged is as good as mine.

Or so I thought. I didn't count on Veronica's infectious holiday spirit melting my icy resolve. Or how our pretend kiss under the mistletoe would leave me wishing it was real. Now I'm wondering if expanding my ranch is worth giving up the sweetest gift of all—a chance at love with the woman who's been right in front of me all along.

'The Cowboy's Christmas Truce' is a heartwarming, clean romance featuring a Christmas-loving heroine and her Grinch-like rival turned fake fiancé. Set in the charming small town of Passion Pointe, this story of fake dating and holiday magic promises a season of discovery, warmth, and unexpected love. With a cowboy hero learning to embrace the Christmas spirit, witty banter, and sweet mistletoe moments, this book delivers a joyful happily ever after that will leave you believing in the magic of the season. If you enjoy slow-burn tension, rivals-to-lovers, and a love that overcomes all obstacles, this book is your perfect holiday treat!

Excerpt

The room falls silent again. I take advantage of the moment to slip out, the cool night air a welcome relief from the tension inside.

As I walk, my mind wanders to Veronica. Sweet, vibrant Veronica, with her endless enthusiasm for all things Christmas. I've lost count of how many times I've wanted to ask her out over the years. But every time I get close, something holds me back.

It's not just the ranch, though that's part of it. It's the nagging feeling that I'm not good enough. That I can't protect the people I care about. I couldn't save my parents, and now I'm on the verge of losing their legacy. How could I ever be worthy of someone like Veronica?

Before I realize it, I'm at the edge of our property, near the fence line I share with Veronica's ranch. A flash of movement catches my eye, and I spot her walking with a man I don't recognize. They're laughing, heads bent close together, and something twists in my gut. Jealousy, I realize with a start.

I'm about to turn and leave when a pretty brunette approaches them. She throws her arms around the man, planting a kiss on his cheek. "Noah! There you are!"

Noah. The name strikes a chord. Isn't that Veronica's pen pal? The one who used to live in the old Miller house down the way before they sent him away to live with his grandparents? I step closer without realizing it. She's been talking about this dude for years, but I’ve never seen him here in person before.

I watch as Veronica's smile falters, her body language shifting from relaxed to tense in an instant. Before I can process what I'm seeing, she spots me and waves me over.

"Elijah! There you are honey!"

Honey? What the--

As I approach, confusion clear on my face, Veronica grabs my arm and pulls me close. Her touch sends a jolt through me, and I have to remind myself to breathe.

"Noah, Sarah, this is Elijah. My fiancé."

My brain short-circuits. Fiancé? What game is she playing?

"Play along," she whispers fiercely in my ear. "Please. I'll do anything."

Against my better judgment, I slip an arm around her waist. The familiar scent of lavender and vanilla that I've always associated with her envelops me. "Nice to meet you," I say, hoping my voice sounds steadier than I feel.

Noah's eyebrows shoot up. "Fiancé? Wow, Roni, you didn't mention that in your emails."

"Oh, it's a recent development," Veronica says, her laugh high and nervous. "Right, sweetie?"

I nod, still trying to wrap my head around what's happening. "Very recent."

"Well, congratulations!" Sarah gushes. "You two make such a cute couple."

"Thanks," I manage, tightening my grip on Veronica as I feel her start to tremble. "We're very happy."

The conversation continues, but I'm barely listening. My mind is racing, trying to figure out how I ended up in this situation. One minute, I'm worrying about losing the ranch, and the next, I'm pretending to be engaged to the woman I've secretly had feelings for since high school.

As Noah and Sarah say their goodbyes, promising to catch up more later, Veronica maintains her grip on me. It's only when they're out of sight that she lets go, sagging against the fence.

"I'm so sorry," she says, not meeting my eyes. "I panicked. I just... I couldn't let him see how pathetic I am."

"Pathetic?" I repeat, incredulous. "Veronica, you're one of the strongest people I know."

She looks up at me then, surprise clear in her eyes. "You don't have to say that. I know you probably think I'm ridiculous, pining after some guy I've only known through letters."

I shake my head, wondering how someone so brilliant could be so blind. "I don't think you're ridiculous. I think you deserve someone who appreciates you. Someone who's here, not just words on a page."

"Someone like you?" she asks, a hint of a challenge in her voice.

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Lily Love is the Clean Romance pseudonym of USA Today Bestselling Author Deidre – Ann Anderson. She is a simple lady who loves Romance where sweet meets funny.

Lily Love lives in Canada with her husband in their own little love fortress. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, designing random covers, playing video games or watching a good Hallmark movie. She enjoys reading just about anything with romance, or suspense, and having a chat with friends and family.

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Spotlight: Ascension of the Pack by Heather G. Harris

Publication Date: Nov. 1, 2024

Power. Revenge. Destiny. The Queen of Werewolves is ready to claim them all.

My best friend’s wedding was cancelled and she was arrested. With some smoke and mirrors we got her back, but an emergency called me home before I could get my revenge for her maltreatment.

Jimmy Rain, vile alpha werewolf and power-hungry coward, thought he could attack my stronghold while I was distracted. Big mistake: knowing that Jess is safe, now I’m gunning for him. No more games. He’s about to learn why the sentient seat of power crowned me Queen of Werewolves. I’ll stop at nothing to destroy him ... permanently.

But there’s more at stake than taking down a rival alpha: I need to secure the future of my pack, and that means pulling off a heist to reclaim an ancient magical artefact. There’s one problem: it’s sitting in a dragon-shifter’s hoard and she won’t give it up without a fight.

Prophecies, betrayals and rival alphas stand in my way – but I’ll tear through every one of them. My destiny is calling, and this time I’m answering.

No more Miss Nice Queen.

Don't miss this werewolf shifter series if you like humour, heart and a strong heroine with a slow burn, loyal-beta fade-to-black romance.

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Heather is an urban fantasy writer and mum. She was born and raised near Windsor, which gave her the misguided impression that she was close to royalty in some way. She is not, though she once got a letter from Queen Elizabeth's lady-in-waiting.

Heather went to university in Liverpool, where she took up skydiving and met her future husband. When she’s not running around after her children, she’s plotting her next book and daydreaming about vampires, dragons and kick-ass heroines. 

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Spotlight: Count Their Graves by Jennifer Chase

Publisher: Bookouture

Publication Date: October 30, 2024

Pages: 362

Genre: Crime Thriller

A wind chime sways a sweet melody above several pairs of shoes neatly laid out on the welcome the mat: two large pairs, and three small. On the door frame, a perfect crimson handprint, the color of blood…

Out on her morning run, Detective Katie Scott is stopped in her tracks when her service dog, Cisco, alerts her to something. Weaving through the towering pine trees, Katie is horrified to find a little girl alone in the woods, dressed in a white nightgown. The child sobs into Katie’s arms. She’s unharmed, but clearly traumatized. Scooping her up, Katie follows the trail to a large farmhouse. But what she finds there rips the air from her lungs: one, two, three, four bodies laid out side by side, all in matching pajamas.

The Banks family were attacked in their sleep, but how had the little girl trembling in Katie’s arms escape with her life? What twisted monster would do such a thing, and why leave no trace but a single bloody handprint on the doorframe? Katie vows to find answers for this sweet child who has lost everything and everyone.

Working night and day to piece together why this innocent family were targeted, Katie thinks she has her first lead when she discovers the family were under witness protection. Had they seen something they shouldn’t? Was the aim to silence them forever? Questions are still spinning in Katie’s mind when another family is discovered dead in their beds on the other side of Pine Valley.

With the entire department stretched to breaking point with an unprecedented body count and trace evidence stacking up, it’s going to take everything Katie has to track this twisted killer down. But as she closes in on her target, it’s clear someone close to Katie is keeping a deadly secret. How many more innocent lives will be lost before she can bring them to justice?

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Katie stumbled forward onto her knees only to discover a little blonde girl with curly locks, dressed in an oversized white nightgown. The lace sleeves were longer than her tiny arms. Katie also noticed red spots splashed across the front and down the sleeves: blood.

“Good boy, Cisco,” she said, petting the dog, concerned by their discovery.

Turning her full attention to the little girl, she said, “What are you doing all the way out here, sweetheart?” She looked around to see if there was someone else, but it was deserted. There was nothing to indicate why the girl was outside. No footprints. No toys or pieces of clothing. It was as if she had been dropped here.

The sleepy-eyed girl appeared to be about four years old. “I’m cold,” she barely whispered as she shivered.

“Are you hurt?” said Katie as she looked for any injuries. The girl’s skin was icy, as if she had been out in the elements for a while—possibly a few hours. “What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Em… Emily,” she said.

“How did you get here?”

“Mommy brought me…”

A chill ran down Katie’s spine.

“Okay, Emily. Stay here with Cisco and I’ll be right back. Can you do that for me?” Katie wanted to pick the girl up, hug her, and take her to safety, but she needed to assess the area first. Security was her priority and then getting the little girl to safety.

The little girl nodded. Her blue eyes stared at Katie as she pet the dog. It was a look that Katie wouldn’t soon forget. The pure innocence struck her soul.

Katie stood up and unzipped her hoodie and then wrapped it around the little girl. The cool morning air hit her as she was now dressed in just a tank top. She pulled her weapon, still scanning the area. There was a farmhouse and barn down below the ridge and she assumed that was where Emily lived. There weren’t any other homes within view and most were likely several acres away.

Had the little girl ventured out without anyone knowing? Did the mother really leave her here? Or was there something terribly wrong?

Katie didn’t want to move Emily yet until she knew for sure that everything was safe on the property.

“Cisco, you stay.”

The dog instinctively downed next to the little girl. Emily’s small arms wrapped around the dog’s neck as she snuggled up against him for warmth.

Katie looked around and felt that, secluded in between trees, they would be safe until she could quickly search the area. Reaching into her pocket, she made sure her cell phone had a strong signal—which it did.

“Good boy, Cisco. Bleib… Wache…” She told Cisco to stay and guard the little girl. Her dog’s training words were in German, meaning stay and watch. Katie didn’t need to repeat herself because the dog knew what to do, but somehow it made her feel better. She hated leaving them alone, but it was the best way to proceed under the circumstances. By the time help arrived, it might be too late. She needed to report to dispatch exactly what was going on so that backup wasn’t blindly going into a potentially dangerous situation.

After taking one last look at Emily huddled with Cisco, Katie moved to the edge of the trail and began slowly making her way toward the backside of the house. She wondered how Emily got up the hill; there wasn’t dirt or mud on her gown.

Watching for any movement, Katie carefully stepped down the incline until she was on a walkway leading to the front of a modern farmhouse. There were unusual scrolled architectural details along the rooflines and windows that made it seem to be a custom build. Katie stopped and listened. The wind had died down and she felt the temperature had risen a few degrees from when she first began her run. Even though it was still cool, her skin was warm and clammy. Adrenalin was pumping, making her arms and legs strangely prickly and a bit shaky. She maintained her focus and continued to press forward. With her gun directed out in front of her, she kept moving, expecting anything.

There was a pickup truck and a minivan parked in the semicircle driveway, giving the impression that someone was home. The front of the farmhouse had a large porch with white wicker chairs and colorful pillows. There was a porch swing on one end and potted plants lined up side by side at the other. A cheerful welcome mat said, “Home Sweet Home.” A wind chime hung on the left side of the door and gently swayed a melody. There were several pairs of shoes carefully placed to the right side of the mat. By Katie’s quick assessment, there were two adults and three children that resided in the home.

The front door was wide open. Droplets of red spattered the porch and the entrance inside. Concentrated smudges were around the doorframe as if someone had tried to steady themselves.

“Hello?” she called out, watching her surroundings.

Nothing moved. No sound came from indoors. Katie’s senses were on hyper-alert. Everything seemed more vivid and louder than usual.

She cautiously stepped over the threshold and peered inside. The large open plan made it easy to see the living room, dining room, and kitchen in a quick scan. There were several photographs of the family—and she saw tiny Emily with an older boy and girl. Everything looked neat and orderly. That’s what made the bloody hammer lying in the middle of the floor so horrifying.

Katie stood surveying the room for a moment, taking a deep breath. It seemed that the bloody hammer had been dropped there. There were droplets of blood marking a path to the front door. There were no obvious signs of a struggle—no broken items, chairs overturned, or shelves spilled.

Katie turned and could see that the two main doors of the barn just across the open area were standing wide open. She wasn’t sure if it was instinct or fear that drove her, but she backed out of the house, careful not to disturb anything, and watchfully headed for the barn. Everything remained still and eerily quiet.

Katie kept to the sides of the barn and inched her way slowly to the opening. Her ears pounded. Her breathing shrank to shallow gasps. Staying low, she entered the building. It wasn’t a livestock barn, but rather a type of workshop and storage facility. Katie scanned the interior, taking everything in. Slowly lowering her weapon, she dropped to her knees in misery, only inches from the stagnant pools of blood on the ground in front of her. Barely registering what she saw, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the four bodies of a man, a woman, and a young boy and girl neatly lined up next to each other, still dressed in their pajamas.

– Excerpted from Count Their Graves by Jennifer Chase, Bookouture, 2024. Reprinted with permission.

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Jennifer Chase is a multi award-winning and USA Today Best Selling crime fiction author, as well as a consulting criminologist. Jennifer holds a bachelor degree in police forensics and a master's degree in criminology & criminal justice. These academic pursuits developed out of her curiosity about the criminal mind as well as from her own experience with a violent psychopath, providing Jennifer with deep personal investment in every story she tells. In addition, she holds certifications in serial crime and criminal profiling.  

She is an affiliate member of the International Association of Forensic Criminologists, and member of the International Thriller Writers. 

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Spotlight: Crescent City Carnage by Mel Harrison

Mel Harrison’s new standalone novel in his award-winning Alex Boyd spy series, “Crescent City Carnage” (October 22, 2024), takes special agent Alex Boyd and his wife Rachel Smith on another thrilling hunt after only a day into their long-awaited vacation to New Orleans. When the couple goes to join their good friend and colleague, Simone Ardoin, they discover she was brutally murdered. Simone’s well-connected parents, longtime residents of New Orleans, are devastated by the tragedy and implore both Alex and Rachel to work with the New Orleans police to find her killer.

The city is infamous for its laissez-faire attitude, as well as its corruption. Nevertheless, Alex must work with the city’s cops to break the case. He draws immense support from the U.S. State Department’s Diplomatic Security Office in New Orleans. Identifying the killer is one thing, but locating him proves more complicated than anticipated. Is the killer just lucky? Or does he have an inside source who is helping him stay one step ahead of the cops?

The more Alex and Rachel delve deeply into the case, the more they discover that New Orleans is a unique city full of its own traditions, family ties, and way of life. But the clock is ticking. They need to capture the killer before he disappears forever.

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MEL HARRISON: After graduating from the University of Maryland with a degree in Economics, Mel Harrison joined the US Department of State Foreign Service, spending the majority of his career in the Diplomatic Security Service. Over the next 28 years, he served in American embassies as either a Special Agent/Regional Security officer or Economic Officer in Saigon, Quito, Rome, London (twice), Islamabad, and Seoul. While in Islamabad, as the Senior Regional Security Officer, he won both the State Department Award for Valor, and its worldwide Regional Security Officer of the Year Award. Following government retirement, Mel spent ten years in corporate security and consulting work with assignments often taking him throughout Latin America and the Middle East. Mel met his wife, Irene, while both served in Quito. Irene, a Foreign Service Management Specialist, and Mel married in Rome, beginning their lifelong love of travel and all things Italian. They now reside in Florida.