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Once known as the infamous hacker Artemis, Amy Wilson now works in a coffee shop. With only months until the end of her probation from working in the technological industry that she loves, Amy is determined to keep Artemis dead and buried. When incidents similar to the ones Amy did start occurring all fingers start pointing in Artemis’ direction, and three people that want Artemis to come out of retirement. Quail City’s super heroes Dark Master and Calypso aka as multi-billionaire Noah Adams and his assistant Vanessa London know Amy’s secret, and also know that she is being set up. Having spent months in a flirtmance with Amy, they are tired of waiting and want both her and Artemis in their bed. Hinderer wants to hold technology hostage, but in order to do that he needs Artemis’ assistance, and he will use any methods necessary to gain her cooperation.
“People have been mentioning Artemis,” Calypso said. “You wouldn’t have heard anything?”
They knew, Amy thought. Somehow they knew. “No, Artemis isn’t here anymore. At least from what I heard.”
“Damn shame, too,” complained one of the customers in the shop. “Not the Artemis that is playing with the lights and stuff. But the Artemis who liked to help people with their problems.”
“Yeah, I think if someone is behind it, it’s someone pretending to be Artemis, or trying to shift the blame on her,” said another customer. “She may have done some things, but she’d never deliberately set out to get people hurt.”
Amy smiled at the person that made the comment. “I’ve been here all day. But it’s more than the traffic lights. Didn’t I hear that the other day the Financial District was shut down because the money showed at zero?”
“That is something that Artemis had fun with,” Dark Master commented. “Or had in the past.”
“I’m sure that whatever has been happening in Quail City has nothing to do with Artemis,” Amy replied.
“Hope for Artemis’ sake it’s true,” Calypso said. “Williams is ranting and raving in Commissioner James’ office asking for her to be arrested.”
Just bet he is, thought Amy. “Is there anything else I can get you?” Amy asked them. She saw that it was almost six and the last bus going towards her apartment would be there any minute.
“You in our bed,” Calypso said in her ear. “Your blue hair will look glorious on our pillows.” Then out loud stated, “That’s all for now.”
New York Times Bestselling Author Izzy Szyn was born in May of 2014 when a friend dared her to write. Born and raised in Detroit, MI. Izzy now lives in Oklahoma City with her furchild Misty, the friendliest Chihuahua/Terrier you will ever meet. Currently works in a call center, where she writes in between phone calls, Izzy loves to keep in touch with her readers. Email her at firstname.lastname@example.org
Quirky, Private Investigator, Sage McGuire, solves missing person
cases. Sergeant Carter Morgan of the Portland Police Department solves violet
crimes. Can they keep each other out of trouble while falling head-over-heels
Sage McGuire has a great job she loves. All
that changes in the blink of an eye when her long-time boss, Mr. Smithfield,
has an accident involving an over-sized rubber band. Mr. Smithfield’s
semi-worthless son, Daniel, takes over Smithfield Laboratories and Sage
rethinks her career choice.
Sergeant Carter Morgan of the Portland Police Department solves
violent crimes and sexy pinecone scent
and black leather pants rev Sage’s engine.
Sage’s wild spirit, crazy red hair, and sense
of humor take Carter for the ride of his life.
leaned toward me and nodded in that direction. “He’s been sitting by himself
for a while. A dance with that fine man could take your mind off just about
winked. “You should give him a try.”
“You think?” We laughed until we
about peed our pants. I noticed he was watching us with a grin that spread
across his sexy face. “Oh shit. I think he heard us.”
“Good. You deserve a little fun after
the week you’ve had,” Bridget insisted.
“Well, I’ve seen my share of gorgeous
men, but that guy is smok’n hot.” I looked heavenward and giggled.
“Oh boy, is he ever,” Bridget and
Ophelia said in unison and fanned their faces.
“I’m going to give him my, ‘you can buy me a drink’ look and see
what he does.”
All of a sudden Bridget rolled her
eyes toward the bar. “Holy moly, he’s coming this way. That worked fast. I
should try that maneuver,” Bridget whispered.
“Me too.” Ophelia got out a pen and
small notepad from her purse and wrote down what I had done and then tucked her
notes into her purse.
Bridget and I stared at her. Her face
“We always come up with great ideas
over margaritas, but I can never remember what they are in the morning. From
now on, I’m writing them down. Hopefully they’ll make sense in the morning.”
Sharon Kleve's Bio:
Kleve was born and raised in Washington and currently lives on the Olympic
Peninsula with her husband.
is a multi-published author of contemporary romance. She loves romance. She
loves reading romance, living romance, and especially loves writing about
romance. She gets no greater feeling than watching her characters come alive in
each other's arms. Most of all, she loves giving her characters the happily
ever after they deserve—with a few bumps and bruises along the way.
of her favorite things to do is pick up a new book and sink into the story,
immersing herself in the emotions between the characters. She hopes to inspire
her readers the same way her favorite authors have inspired her.
not writing, she can usually be found either curled up in her recliner with her
cat and a good book, or in the kitchen baking sourdough bread or bagels.
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A quickie-read novellette Return to the uninhabited world on Jungle Island…
Life should be sweet, but for Tarzan things have gone sour. No matter how hard he tries, when something goes wrong it’s always his fault—like the challenger who wants the Alpha Female position. And Jane isn’t happy about it.
Jane survived a pirate attack and being shipwrecked on a jungle island. Life is tough in the wilds, but how does one survive heartache and homesickness—or the suspicions the mind conjures up. Courage is made, and relationships strengthened, when two people share a sweet Jungle Love.
"The pages scorch when these two get together." ~ Amazon Reviewer "A glorious erotic adventure..." ~ Loves to laugh, Amazon Reviewer "On the Sexy scale of Tarzan stories this is a 10." ~ HeadTripping books
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The most useful of all of
Rana’s powers is the ‘reading of the heart’. If she can safely place her hand
over a person’s heart, she can discover what they truly feel, rather than what
they tell her. This is how she knew her father had killed her mother to prevent
King Schnell from taking her as his wife. This is how she knew which ministers
wished her dead, even when they assured her they would support her. This is how
she determined which men in her police were members of the black mafia. And
most wonderfully, this is how she discovered that Prince Seren truly loved her.
Rana is only sixteen when she becomes queen. Her first challenge is
to quell an internal coup while a massive army storms the gates of her castle.
Her enemies believe her to be a child, but she has powers they’ve never
suspected. She also has great dreams for her people, and she will do whatever is
necessary to make them happen, even marrying a prince she does not want.
Rana had not realized how frustrating and difficult finding truly
good workers was until she tried to do it without using her ability to read the
She thought the first candidate interviewed for Public Works quite
excellent until they walked him to the door and she placed her hand over his
He only wanted the position to make himself rich as his
Once he left, Seren closed the door and smiled. “I believe we have
found a very good minister.”
She sighed heavily.
“You don’t agree?”
She shook her head.
“What did I miss?” he asked. She could hear the disappointment in
his voice. He was already losing faith in himself.
She led him to the table and sat down beside him. “Seren, I have to
tell you something.”
“You cannot tell him you’re a fairy,” Ditter warned.
“I have to tell him something.”
“He hates witches, as well.”
She sighed. “Will you just trust me?”
Ditter stared at her a long moment and then returned time to its
“Go ahead,” Seren stated, looking as if he stood before a firing
“God has given me a gift. It’s why I knew which ministers to
remove, which to keep, and which to hire as replacements.”
“What is it?”
“If I place my hand upon a heart, I can tell what the person feels.
The candidate who just left did everything right, said just what we wanted to
hear, but when I touched his heart, I discovered he wanted the job to make
himself rich like the one before him.”
Seren’s eyes narrowed. Then he grabbed her hand and placed it upon
his heart. “What am I feeling right now?”
“Doubt…You don’t believe I have a gift…You think I’ve changed my
mind and want to break the engagement and return to Stronghold…shock that maybe
I do have a gift…”
She then pulled her hand away from him and stood up from a shock of
her own. “You still love me!”
He remained seated so they were nearly the same height. “With all
my heart. And I am now convinced you do have a gift. My only concern is what
will you do with your newfound knowledge? Before you run in fear, I should
remind you that I still need a new minister.”
She continued to stare at him, trying to make sense of this new
His hands shook and he met her gaze. “I wish I had your gift,
because I need to know what you are thinking right now.”
Rana threw her arms about his neck. “I love you. I love the man
you’ve been this week.”
His arms tentatively, then determinedly wrapped around her small
“Really, really, really!”
“Then let’s find our ministers so we can get onto more romantic
Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ
with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet
or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ,
hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive
with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky
dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid
gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts.
Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing
We’re so excited to share this fabulous cover for our upcoming Romantic Suspense The Painter is Lady!Secrets. Trust. Courage. Who will knuckle under first—the war hero? The spirited single mom? Or the former high school bully who still hates them both?
Title: The Painter is a Lady
Release Date: March 17, 2017
Author: Adriana Kraft
Publisher: eXtasy Books
Word count: 74,600
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Heat Level: Three flames
When war hero Michael Jarvis returns to his home town on the shores of Lake Superior, he doesn’t plan to stay—he’s undercover, investigating a possible sex trafficking ring operating on the Great Lakes. But he does want to sample the pesky girl next door he always turned down—and it wouldn’t hurt if she’d clear up a few mysteries of her own along the way.
Successfully established as an interior house painter, Brenda Tower finally has her act together as a single mom—but it hangs by a thread, a secret she’ll guard with her life. The return of her youthful crush Michael Jarvis threatens to unravel everything.
Jealousy has inflamed Brett Hill’s hatred of Michael and Brenda for as long as he can remember. Revenge will be so sweet—and it will fit in perfectly with his high stakes game.
When the secrets break open, can Michael and Brenda find the courage to trust each other, or will revenge and betrayal triumph?
MORE ABOUT OUR COVER
We loved working with Syneca Featherstone of Original Syn designs (and what an original title for her business!) One shot, over and out – she nailed our concept, our characters and their hot moment in her first try. We hope we can work with her again and are so glad she’s now in the eXtasy Books stable of cover artists! Here’s what she had to say about putting this cover together:
“When I read the cover request I remember thinking how important it was to find an image of a couple with obvious chemistry and with luck, appeared to have real emotion. I was starting to despair that I was not going to find what I wanted and then tada!! It went so well with the background I selected and gave the overall feel of the location and the couple. I was on pins and needles waiting to hear back from Adriana. When she approved the cover I did my little happy dance (no worries, it was in the privacy of my office so no children or fuzzy animals were scarred for life because they saw it). I hope I get the chance to work with Adriana again and hope this book sells a MILLION!!”
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We write our Erotic Romance stories to entertain, of course, but most of all we write them because we believe in happy endings for all who fall in love, whatever their gender, sexual orientation or numerical combination.
“Jaguar’s gone.” The female swung her attention back to Tarzan and stared at his lengthened male part. “And I have a feeling my clothes will be, too.”
Whatever she’d said to his tool, it must have involved her mouth, because she licked her lips.
“Uh-uh.” He pulled on the flowered blue cloth that covered her breasts, then pointed at the tougher shield over her legs. All females bore an opening in which the mating part slid in and out.
At the thought, his tool jumped. Tarzan wrapped his hand around the hardened length to subdue it.
“Here? In the tree?” With her brow wrinkled, the female appeared agitated again. “Seriously?”
He gazed down at her, wondering what caused such a reaction when moments before she was all sweet sounds and closed eyes—a sign of her readiness to mate. Hmm. It first happened when he’d touched the covering between her legs. Female gorillas in his family band didn’t like their hair stroked in the opposite direction. Perhaps it was the same for this hairless female.
For the sake of his heavy mating tool, Tarzan tried again, reaching to stroke a soothing path over her covered breast.
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