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Avery was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Is she doomed to suffer for the rest of her life at the hands of an unscrupulous club owner?
Destitute, in debt and on the brink of giving up, it’s the death of a friend who brings her hope.
Can Gabe help her turn her life around or, will she insist on solving a murder which could place her in grave danger?
Plot used is from a Lacey Roberts book which has been unpublished.

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Present Day Avery’s shoulders slumped as she trudged up the front steps of the small, run-down apartment block. She clutched a small shopping bag and her purse in one hand, a wad of unopened envelopes in the other. Her apartment was on the ground floor, to the right of the filthy glass entrance doors. There were only six apartments in the building and four were empty. This is the sleazy side of town. Nobody would voluntarily live there but she had no choice. The rent was cheap and it didn't seem to matter whether she paid on time or not. The block had been built in the fifties and had been badly maintained, bricks crumbled from the fa├žade every time it rained. The interiors were as filthy as the entrance, damp oozed from the ceilings. Peeled and chipped paint decorated the walls, the carpet was threadbare and curtains non-existent. The rancid odor of decay permeated the building. She dumped the bag onto the ground and rummaged in her purse for the key to the door. “Come on. I'm not in the fucking mood for this.” Avery had been searching for work for almost a week but, no-one in this town, or the next town over, would even grant her an interview. Vince, the sleazy bastard, had alerted her boss to her pictures plastered all over the internet. Her disgusted boss hadn’t hesitated to spread the word amongst his colleagues. Her career as a Personal Assistant was finished. She would never be able to get a job in her field now. She was behind in the rent and, if her guess was accurate, the wad of envelopes clutched in her hand were bills she had no way of paying. Finally, her fingers wrapped around the single key and she withdrew it, inserted it into the door and let herself in. She flipped the switch on the wall. Nothing. Her power had been disconnected. “Shit, shit, shit,” she shouted while moving to the tiny kitchen table. Apart from her bed, it was the only remaining furniture she had. She couldn't really blame the power company. The check she’d written for the deposit had bounced and they had been asking her to pay the overdue account since she’d moved in four weeks ago. After slamming the shopping bag, envelopes and her purse down on the table, she dropped into a chair. The envelopes now appeared to taunt her. Avery lowered her head into her hands and indulged in self-pity by crying. How much lower would she be forced to sink? Not low enough to be forced back to the club. She would rather live on the streets and starve. She blotted out the pain of her hellish lifestyle by closing her eyes and letting her mind drift to happier times when life was beautiful – with her mom and dad. 14101600_2124582121100211_676586354_n

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Rookie Love
by International Bestselling Author Skye Turner
August 30, 2016
 

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Jase Stevens has a life and career that are heading in one direction… up. His career as the pitcher for the Baton Rouge Gris Gris, the baseball farm team, is garnering him national attention as a major league contract seems to be rapidly approaching. His love life is also not lacking. His devilish good looks and southern charm have women flocking to him both on and off the baseball diamond.
Cally Cooper loves her life and takes pride in the fact that she helps animals that otherwise might be lost due to irresponsible owners and neglect. She runs Love & Paws, a non-profit, no-kill animal rescue center. The animals fill her life with purpose and her heart with love, though lately she finds herself yearning for the love of a good man as well.
After one night of celebration, Jase is arrested and charged with a DUI. Community Service at the Love & Paw’s animal rescue center is part of his sentence.
Neither Cally nor Jase are happy about the situation, but neither have a choice in the matter.
Both have preconceived ideas of what the other is like, but as they spend more time together, a spark of attraction takes them by storm. Will they realize that maybe they misjudged each other?
When two people find something they didn’t know they needed, will they embrace it or run from it?
Are they willing to take a chance on love or will the idea of opening yourself up to something you never expected have them both running from Rookie Love?
***This book is intended for those 18 and older. It contains explicit sex, graphic language, and adult content. Those against those things should NOT read!

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I flove me some Skye Turner if you haven't read her books you are truly missing out on something great. I'm a sports fan through and through an fell in love with this story. It's about finding love the kind that is true and real. It's about finding passion and following your dream. Above all it's about right and wrong and how one decision can ruin what you have worked so hard for. Jase Stevens had it all and one decision made his entire focus shift. Cally Cooper is to cute and I love her. She has the love of animals and when Jase steps into the picture she wants nothing to do with him. However when true colors show will she sing a different tune? See what happens when these two navigate the animal shelter with their stubbornness. 

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Skye Turner is an avid reader and an editor turned writer. She attended Southeastern Louisiana University and Louisiana State University where she majored in Mass Communications, centering her studies in Journalism. She lives in small town Louisiana with her husband, 2 kids, and 4 fur babies. When she's not chained to her laptop pounding out sexy stories she can usually be found playing Supermom, reading, gardening (playing in the dirt), or catching up on her family oriented blog.










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He told me to 'settle, girl.'
He asked if 'something was wrong with me?'
He said I was an ‘easy target.’
That was within minutes when I first met Caden Banks.
I labeled him an *sshole, but he was more than that. Arrogant. Smug. Alpha.

He was also to-die-for gorgeous, and my stepbrother’s fraternity brother.

Okay, yes I was a little naive, a tad bit socially awkward, and the smallest amount of stalker-ish, but if Caden Banks thought he could tell me what to do, he had another thing coming.

I came to college with daydreams about being with my stepbrother, but what would happen if I fell for the anti-stepbrother instead?

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He wasn’t looking at me any more. I wasn’t even sure he was really in the room.
I needed to leave this alone. He had given me the clues—looking away, his jaw clenching, pain like I’d never heard from him sounding loud and clear. My instincts were telling me to shut up, but I couldn’t. I had this burning need to know more about Caden. I needed to get in there, past his walls, and I wanted to understand him.
I wanted to help him.
Caden was hurting, and I wanted to take that away.
“What happened?”
Caden turned his gaze to me now, and I felt branded by the pain I saw. His eyes were stricken. “Does it matter?”
“No.” My breath caught and held in my chest. I wanted to go to him, but I also wanted to slink away. I was stirring up his pain, but I had to know. “What happened, Caden?”
“Why do you have to know?”
“Because it’s hurting you.”
I made a decision, though I had no idea what the ramifications were going to be. I stood, my legs going numb and my stomach clenching, and I moved to his side. He leaned back, his head falling to the couch, and he watched me.
The need to ease some of his hurt outweighed the fear of what would happen next. Swallowing tightly, I stepped over to straddle him and sat down.
“What are you doing?”
He asked that softly, still holding his beer. I took it from his hands and put it on the stand next to the couch. Then I just sat there. He had to do the rest. I’d already made the first move.
I glanced down at his hands, feeling like an idiot. “What happened?”
“Why are you pushing this?”
I looked back up to find confusion warring with need in his eyes. He wasn’t pushing me away, so I sank further into his lap.
“You haven’t told anyone else about this.” It wasn’t really a question, but I saw the confirmation in his eyes. My chest tightened, thinking about whatever secret he held. “Please tell me.”
“No.” He shifted forward, and I braced myself, expecting him to push me away. He didn’t. His hands grasped the backs of my legs and lifted me so I was more fully on his lap.
I could feel him between my legs, and my breasts almost pressed against his chest. I waited. I wanted to see what else he’d say
“But not because I don’t want you to know,” he added. “Because it’s not my secret to tell.”
I nodded, my stomach doing somersaults now. “That makes sense. I can respect that.”
And there we were. His hands cupped my ass, and the pain in his gaze became something darker, something I felt too, something that began to turn off all rational thought.
“What are we doing here?” he questioned, his voice like a caress in itself.
I leaned forward, my gaze lingering on his lips. “I didn’t really think it through.”
“And now?”
“Still not thinking it through.”
“You’re okay with that?”
In that moment, the truth exploded in me. I wanted him. I wanted this—but it was more. I needed this.
I didn’t answer.
I closed the distance between us.



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It's not very often that I give a book 5 stars…a book as to have the right amount of everything to make that happen! Anti-Stepbrother had all that and more! Caden is perfection and so are his brother's! Summer is sassy, feisty and funny. I'm not one to tell you what happens with a story so I'll leave you with this! I absolutely loved! It should be a series, all of the males should have a book! 5 stars #readit Anti-stepbrother Tuesday, August 30, 2016 9:26 PM
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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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Title: Ruin
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Booming Covers
 Release Date: September 20, 2016



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Maybell Fairweather was the girl of my dreams.

Always smiling brightly, she kept going, despite the names her classmates called her behind her back.
She was full of curiosity and independence, the extent of which I could only be jealous of. Even though she had all odds stacked against her, she knew what she wanted from life and pursued it, no matter the cost.

She was completely my opposite in every way.
Perfect, even though she couldn’t see it.
Perfect … until me.

Because this is the story of how I ruined her.
 

Based on a true story. Standalone Romance. No cliffhanger.






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Sometimes we just have to live the fantasy in order to feel human again.

“It’s so peaceful out here,” she whispers.

“Yeah … I love it.”

“I just wish I could get up and stand under the trees. Just for a little while.”

I sit up and look at her, waiting until she opens her eyes. “Just standing or more?”

She smiles as she cocks her head towards me. “And maybe dance a little. If I could.”

The left side of my lips perk up into a smile. “You can.”

I get up from the bench, stand in front of her, and hold out both my hands.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“Take my hands.”

“Why?” She looks at them tentatively.

“Just take them.”

It takes her a while to agree, probably because she’s scared. But there’s no reason to be. I won’t let her fall. I never will.

I pull her up into standing position.

“Hold onto me for support,” I say, and then take a step back until I’m so far back she has to come to me. “C’mon. Don’t be scared. I’m here.”

One, two, three. Hop. Her leg sways, but she stays put, putting every ounce of weight on my arms.

“Again,” I say, taking another step back and tugging her with me.

She goes along with it, taking another step of blind faith.

I never take my eyes off her as she continues to hop closer to me. Not even when we reach the center of the field. Leaves are scattered all around us, and when the wind blows a cascade of more leaves follow. Some drop on her head, making her giggle as she brushes them off.

Still, I can’t stop looking.

I’m no longer afraid or embarrassed about it.

I simply am … in love.

“What now?” she asks.

I pull her as close as I can so I can wrap both my arms around her. “Put your arms around my neck.”

She complies, her fingers lacing behind my neck. I can feel the warmth of her skin against mine, and as I soak in the heat of the sun I feel invigorated, strong. Strong enough to carry her across the ocean and back.

In one go I lift her up, her cheerful squeal creating goosebumps all over my body. Then I start to move my feet, one by one, until I’m no longer just walking … Until I’m dancing in a whirlwind of leaves … dancing with her in my arms.

The beauty of this place fades in comparison to her.

And even though I adore every inch of her presence, I do not deserve her.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t fulfill her dreams.

Her smile is wide, her teeth sparkling in the light of the sun. She looks so happy. Happier than I’ve ever seen her, and it fills me with something I’ve never experienced before. Hope.

After spinning and circling around for so many times, my head is getting dizzy, so I slowly come to a stop and admire the renewed look on her face. Her rosy cheeks. Her tousled hair floating in the wind. She leans away and grabs my hands as I pull her back to the seat once again.






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Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, VIKTOR, and Bad Teacher. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.



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Title: Two Can Play
Series: Alpha Chat Book #2
Authors: Victoria Ashley & Hilary Storm
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 22
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Alphachat.com – That’s all the info you need to get off in the privacy of your own room, office or hell… even in a public fucking pool.
Whatever gets you wet.
Lynx brought me into the Alpha House because he knows I can give the women what they want.
They want to see me take my pants off, so I give them a big fucking surprise. They want to see me stroke myself, so I do it with both hands, giving them the show of their lives.
It’s been fun and games for the last few months and money is flowing in faster than I can count it. Anyone I want, my fine ass can get.
Until Karma walks into the Alpha House and changes the damn game.
She wants to play hard to get and pretend that she doesn’t want me every damn day.
Well… She’s about to find out that Two Can Play.


Chapter Two

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THE DRESS SHE’S WEARING SHOWS off some tattoos I've not seen before and my dick instantly twitches at the thought of seeing what else she has underneath the red material that barely covers her gorgeous body.  Fuck.  Her tits are perfect and now my eyes are glued to her every move, not wanting to miss a damn thing.  That woman has my undivided attention in a room full of pussy and that is something that never happens.
The sound of Levi clearing his throat reminds me that I'm holding the mic.  "MmmHmmm, okay guys, pick your prey, let’s get this night started.  I already know who I'm going after."
Hands go up all over the room and block my view of Karma.  She moves to the far corner and I finally catch her eyes looking toward us.  I can see her vibrant red hair hanging over one bare inked up shoulder and before I know it, I can feel myself moving toward her.
Women rub their hands across my chest and stomach as I walk through the crowd, my eyes never leaving her.  One even grabs my dick and I just pull her hands from me and keep moving.  Karma's not looking at me at all, she's actually looking down at her phone typing something as I approach.  Just knowing she has no idea that she's my next victim excites me.  The element of surprise should always be in my favor, it's something I love to do.  I have to keep them guessing and never let them think they know what to expect from me.
"You came to see me?"  My words pull her attention from her phone and I watch her take me in starting at my cock, then slowly moving all the way up to my grinning mouth before she looks at my tie around my head and smiles.
"Who's to say I'm not here for one of the other guys?  There are plenty to choose from.  I mean, I have been up close and personal with all of you."  Her confidence radiates in her tone before she takes one step away from me just as the music begins.  Yes, she has been up close to all of us.  She's the artist who pierced every single one of the dicks in this house.  The guys became insane and decided they like torture and pain and called her to do the honors.  She had me stupid from the very moment I looked over the rail and saw her.
On cue, I slide off the tie and hold it tightly in my grip.  I move forward on her, pushing her back against the wall and sliding my body over hers before she has time to resist.
I grind my hips forward and raise both of her arms above her head, holding them tightly.  Our eyes meet and she exhales against my cheek when I thrust up against her.
Holding both wrists in the grip of my right hand, I let the tie dangle down our arms and continue to stare into her bright blue eyes.
Looking into a woman like this for a long time is something I love to do.  There's just something raw about it and I've never met a woman who can stare at me long enough to make me look away first.  Call it a challenge at this point, but honestly it tells me so much about a person.
I let my other hand slide down her curves while I continue to watch her.  She's looking at me like she's not at all intrigued, even though I can feel that she is.
She wants me.  I saw it in the smirk on her face the second I got rough with her.
My cock is literally throbbing as I feel her soft skin under my touch.  My hand is full of her ass and I love the challenging look she gives me when I squeeze her once again.  "You're gonna love having my cock between your legs."
She raises her eyebrows at me just as I drop the grip on her wrists and slide one of her hands over my erection.  She already knows what it looks like from when she pierced it, but that was no comparison to what I'm sporting right now.  I’m completely fucking hard.
"Nice.  A shower and a grower."  Her words of appreciation cause me to laugh even though it's not the first time I've heard them.
Fuck yes, I'm hung.  How else would I be this successful doing this job?  Women love my size and never get tired of watching during a show.  Most of them beg for more time.
"I guess I am."  I let my lips run over her ear before I continue.  "You'll have to give these new piercings a ride and let me know if they're worth the pain I went through."
She squeezes my cock just a little tighter when the sound of Knox's voice echoes through the room.  Shit, I want to turn the other way and take Karma to my room and end the teasing right the fuck now.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"  She smirks again and I can feel a build up of back and forth banter that will lead us both straight into my bed.  That's something I'm already expecting, but with more of this teasing, I'll be wound tight, which will only make the sex even more amazing.
"I have a feeling we'd both like that."  She continues to squeeze and explore with her touch and it takes everything in me not to slip her hand inside my pants and move this along quickly.
"Alright, Blaze.  Bring your catch up here and let's do this."  Constant jolts of excitement flow through me as I think of all the fun I'm going to have with this girl tonight. She’s in for the fucking ride of her life, because that's what I do.
"I guess I need you to come with me,” I breathe against her ear.
Just as I hoped, she smiles and replies with a dirty mind, only making me want her more. "Oh, I'm going to hold you to that coming part."
The smile on my face has to be ridiculous, because holy fuck I want this girl on my dick right the fuck now.  I have to finish this party before I haul her up to my room, because I won't be quick with this one.
She follows my lead as I keep a grip on her hand, keeping her close to me.  Most of the women make a path for us, and only a few grope me as I pass this time.
She looks a little worried about all of this now, her confidence fading as we move forward in front of a crowd.
"Have a seat."  I guide her to the chair, pushing on her shoulders until she's in place directly in front of me.  Perfect height for me to really get creative with that mouth of hers, but I'll have to leave that for later.
"Alright boys, it's time to do what we came here to do!"  Knox announces loudly and the music starts as the four of us Alpha guys begin moving, our bodies all in sync with each other.  I begin to slowly slide my neck tie off my shoulders, just like the others while the crowd loses their minds.  I know they can tell where this is headed.
I slip mine around Karma's neck and pull her closer to me, watching as her breathing picks up.  She looks up at me and smiles a naughty fucking grin at me showing me she's ready for whatever I throw her way now that she's up here.
I tie the tie around her and begin to pull just slightly, until she rises to her feet.  I let my hands slide down the tie and enjoy brushing over her tits and down her cleavage as I follow the material down.  She's biting her lip while I slowly guide her back to her seat, making sure her face is near my chest and stomach all the way down.  She's instantly squirming in her seat and I let my fingers trace the edge of both of her tits, no doubt only making the tension worse between the two of us.
Her tits are so damn perfect.  They're for sure fake.  Now, I know I'm fucking this girl soon.  Nothing better than firm titties on a body like she has.  I can almost picture them bouncing as she rides my cock while I lie back and enjoy the show.
My fingers leave a trail of chills all the way up her chest until I grab her throat and make her look up at me again.
She looks into my eyes and I can see she's curious.  Her eyes show how hungry she is.  I like keeping her on the edge of her seat.  She's wondering what in the hell I'm going to do next.
I look over at the other guys and see that they've kept up with the moves and I'm the only one faltering.  Knowing this just makes me want to scrap this whole fucking routine shit and take her up to my room for the real show I'm craving.
I flip her around until her back is against my chest.  Her heart is beating faster and only encouraging me to move forward.  I guide her shoulders down until she's bent over in front of me, then I grip the tie in my fist.  I tie her hands behind her back with the part of the tie that's hanging low enough to reach.  I have to take a step back and look her over because this is something I want embedded into my memory bank.  She looks sexy as fuck waiting for me to make a move.
I lean over her and whisper in her ear as I slide the tie around her neck to line it up perfectly.  "This is just a tease of what we'll be like together."  I pull tight, causing her back to arch and her ass to be in perfect position.  She tightens her stance and allows me to grind against her ass.
My cock is begging to make contact with her and I fight the urge to slide her short dress up and do just that. The things I’d do to her sexy ass right here in the open if I didn’t want her to myself.
I run my hands over her perfect ass and listen to the sounds of the screams beside me.  They're encouraging me to go further, but I'm selfish with her.  I don't want to share my time with her with a room full of horny women pretending it's them that I'm touching.
I move my hips against her over and over again.  She's making my dick harder by the second and I'm craving so much more from her.  I let my hand slide up her side and trace the outside curve of her breast that's not visible to the crowd.
Wanting her even closer to me, I grip her shoulder and pull on the tie even tighter.  I slam against her and she grinds against me as I pause any movement and let her move on me.  She teases me so perfectly to the point I'm about ready to fuck her right here with everyone watching and say fuck it.
"I'm going to fuck you tonight.  I'll have you screaming my name over and over until you can't fucking stand.  Then I'll carry you to my bed and fuck you again."  She looks over her shoulder at me and curves her lips into the sexiest fucking grin I've ever seen.  She's so mischievous and confident, qualities I love in a woman.
She stands still in front of me while I continue to grip the tie and give the audience a show.  "Are we just going to sit out here and talk about it, or are you going to fuck me like you say you can?"
She just accepted my challenge and I can't wait to bury myself deep inside her gorgeous body and make her scream for me.
We both stare at each other a little longer with nothing but sexual intensity sparking between us.  I don't even notice the crowd moving in closer until I release the grip on the tie and begin to lead her to the stairs.
She pulls the tie from my grip and removes it from her neck.  "We're gonna have so much fun with this tie.  I'm thinking of all the ways you can tie me up.  I have to say Blaze... you have me very curious."  She pulls her bottom lip between her lips again as she looks over my face slowly.  "And that beard.  Fuck, I can't wait to feel that right between my legs.  I just hope your actions match all that cocky talk I know you're famous for."  Her challenge goes right through me.
She stands even closer to me and reaches for my dick again, running her fingers over my piercings and then down over my balls.  She holds them both in her hand before she rubs back over my length.
Her moan turns me on even more and I'm now very impatient to get to my room.  I fucking love a woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to grab it, and fuck if she didn't just grab life by the balls and claim what she wanted.
Once we make it to the stairs, I walk with one hand attempting to hide my hard on.  I lead her hand so that she's first to go up and I watch that sexy ass all the way up the stairs while she walks like she knows I'm watching.
Fuck, I'm gonna love fucking that ass.
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Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.
She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorite shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Supernatural and The Walking Dead.

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Hilary Storm lives with her high school sweetheart and three children in Oklahoma. She drives her husband crazy talking about book characters everyday like they are real people. She graduated from Southwestern Oklahoma State University with an MBA in Accounting and has a full time job as an accountant. Her passions include being a mom, writing, reading, photography, music, mocha coffee, and spending time with friends and family. She is the author of the International Best Selling ‘Rebel Walking’ Series, Bryant Brothers Series, Inked Brothers Series, Six and co-author of The Elite Forces Series book Ice! Sign up for her newsletter here: http://goo.gl/forms/d0UON5HIUC

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