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New Release: Mission: Impossible to Surrender by Jacki Delecki

Title: Mission: Impossible to Surrender
Series: The Impossible Mission Series
Author: Jacki Delecki
Genre: Military Romance Suspense
Release Date: February 21, 2019

SHE’S NOT A PARTY GIRL ANYMORE…

Sophie Dean has worked long and hard to shed the rock-n-roll bad girl reputation she earned at college. With her rebellious days behind her, Sophie now uses the prestige of the Dean family name and money to bankroll humanitarian aid. The only part of her past she can’t leave behind is the major crush she has on Finn Jenkins. When danger from an unknown quarter threatens Sophie’s latest undertaking and she needs protection, fate steps in and delivers a second chance with Finn.

HE’S FOUGHT HIS FEELINGS FOR TOO LONG…
When Finn returns home after two tours of duty as a Navy SEAL, it doesn’t take long to realize he still has feelings for Sophie, who is no longer the irresponsible young woman he walked away from all those years ago. An assignment to escort Sophie and an orphaned Pakistani boy to the Pacific Northwest should have been an easy mission—and it’s the perfect opportunity to get re-acquainted with Sophie and finally confess how he feels. But when someone threatens the orphan in their care, Sophie and Finn must set aside their feelings to save the child’s life…and their own.

TOGETHER, THEY’LL HAVE TO RISK IT ALL.


Sophie, wedged in between the seats, squirmed to get out. She had taken the brunt of the impact. Finn lifted her into his arms and Sophie fell against his chest. He didn’t care, he wrapped her tightly in his arms, squeezing her against his pounding heart. “Finn,” her voice barely audible. Her lips constricted into a pale line. “I thought they were going to take me again.”
Still holding her in the air, Finn brushed her hair away from her eyes. He had to see her eyes, to make it all better. Her pupils dilated wide like saucers, her shattered face cold and colorless. He never wanted evil to touch her again.
“I’ll die before I’ll let anyone hurt you.” And he kissed her, pouring all his desperate feelings and emotions into the kiss. His mouth crushed down on her cold lifeless lips. He kissed her like he owned her soul and would accept nothing less. She was everything. All he had ever dreamed. All the adrenaline of the chase poured into this kiss, his desperate hunger for this woman. Finn couldn’t stop. Didn’t care. Her body tightened in shock before her softness melted against him, her body clinging to his.
Nick shouted, “Finn, stop mauling Sophie.”
Finn dropped his hands away as if she was an IED about to detonate. Finn, mighty Navy SEAL, lost his focus, his ability to compartmentalize. He pulled back waiting for Sophie to smack him across the face. She gaped at him, her crystalline blue eyes wide, her lips red and swollen from his demanding kiss which gave him territorial satisfaction. She touched her finger to her lips. And, though never lost for words, a shocked Sophie just stared at Finn.
Finn wanted to pull her back into his arms. This was not the place or time though. It was a selfish move on his part to kiss her, to claim her, but it was the one time he’d lost his highly trained control. Only one time after all the endless dreary years. Engaging with the Honchoes brought up all his suppressed fears of losing Sophie, his soulmate, his missing rib—only when you find the woman of your life will you no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart. Finn no longer felt the lingering ache.
“We need to make tracks back to HQ,” Finn said to Nick who was bent over the SUV, checking the tires.
A lone state overweight trooper, looking not too happy as he climbed out of his car, put his hat on his head and with his hand on his holstered gun on his hip, marched toward the troublemakers Finn and Nick. Finn gave Drew the high sign to handle the trooper. Drew, a big, mean, ex-Army Ranger, stepped in front of the trooper. The poor trooper didn’t stand a chance.

 “We need to take the other SUV,” Finn said to Nick, ignoring the biggest and best mistake he had ever made.

Jacki Delecki is a bestselling romantic suspense author whose stories are filled with heart-pounding adventure, danger, intrigue, and romance. Her books have consistently received rave reviews, and AN INNER FIRE was chosen as an Editor’s Selection by USA Today. Currently, she has three series: the contemporary romantic suspense Impossible Mission, featuring Delta Force operatives; Grayce Walters, contemporary romantic suspense following a Seattle animal acupuncturist with a nose for crime; and the Code Breakers, Regency suspenses set against the backdrop of the Napoleonic Wars. Delecki’s stories reflect her lifelong love affair with the arts and history. When not writing, she volunteers for Seattle’s Ballet and Opera Companies, and leads children’s tours of Pike Street Market.


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Release Blitz: Playing for Time by Leesa Bow

Title: Playing for Time
Series: The Bay Series #6
Author: Leesa Bow
Genre: New Adult Sports Romance
Release Date: February 13, 2019
Blurb

As a flight
attendant, I meet a lot of famous people. Some I never see again.
Darcy Rayne
was the exception.
The
handsome, sexy king of the football world.
At first, I
denied the attraction.
I don’t
date players. Especially the off-field kind.
I’m a
regular girl, and my world is too small for someone like him.
Turned out,
I underestimated a footballer’s determination and focus to never give up.
So, I gave
in.
He had a
dream before me.
Almost lost
it because of me.
In my
darkest hour when I needed him most, he got his dream.
And I lost
a piece of my heart.

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Author Bio

Leesa Bow is a romance author who began her writing journey
years ago when her daughter fell ill. After writing for therapy Leesa now can’t
imagine doing anything else. Thankful to be following her passion for romance,
she is living out her own happy ever after with her husband in Brisbane,
Australia.



In her spare time Leesa enjoys watching sport, having beach days with the
family, catching up for coffee with girlfriends, and taking long walks. Most
importantly the cinema dates with her husband to watch all the Marvel movies.
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New Release: Wanted Too by Dee Palmer

Title: Wanted Too
Series: Wanted Trilogy #2
Author: Dee Palmer
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 10, 2019

Blurb
Not every Prince is charming… 
How long does it take to fall in love?
For my best friend Finn her fairytale took a little time:
Now she lives out her HEA with her 4 ‘husbands’ on the ranch where all the
magic happened. 
For me, it’s more complicated: 
When it comes to romance, I have a fixed and final to-don’t list.
Don’t do fairy tales
Don’t do love
Don’t do happy ever after’s
I’m a party girl. 
Sex is my favourite pastime, work is my passion
And finalising this deal with Jorgen is my mission.
Jorgen Jensen is Danish royalty. 
Rude, rich and secretive.
He’s also too hot for my own good and has a mission all his
own in mind.
One month with him in paradise.
One month to play. 
One month to change my mind. 
When I find myself on Finn’s doorstep I’m a little dazed and
confused and a lot desperate to forget. 
I need my friend, I need a distraction 
And I need to keep my mouth shut about my mistake.
That shouldn’t be too hard?
I love just three things, my best friend Finn, my mum
and my life. 
I’ve busted my butt growing the business my mum started when
I was a kid and it’s about to pay off, big time.  Securing a multi-million
pound investment with an elusive sex-god CEO is just step one . Unfortunately,
that step is one giant leap I’m not remotely ready for. 
Business man and Danish ‘royalty’ Jorgen Jensen is a threat
to my senses and sanity. He’s also a threat to my rules and is way too easy on
the eye. Although he’s not ‘technically’ my boss, he’s the money and that makes
him off limits. 
Rule one: ‘don’t shit where you eat’. 
I’ve worked too hard to mess this up with sex, even
phenomenal sex isn’t worth it and just looking at him I know that’s all this
would ever be… phenomenal sex.
However, when circumstances change, I’m tempted and agree to
accept the challenge of a lifetime. After all, it’s only one month, with a
Nordic god, in paradise.  There are worse ways to prove there’s no such
thing as love and a happily ever after for someone like me.
Who knew being right would hurt so much?
Landing on Finn’s doorstep, too ashamed to tell the truth
and with my to don’t list in tatters, I really need a place to hide, to forget
and to move on and where better than over the pond at my best friends
Californian ranch with her four husbands.

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Dee Palmer lives just outside of London with her husband and
(slightly embarrassed) children. Her passion is writing sexy steamy romance
stories that will scorch the pages right off your kindle and are guaranteed to
make your heart pound. She loves an HEA but isn’t afraid to put her readers
through the ringer before she delivers.

When not at her desk she can be found either fannying around on Facebook or
with her nose stuck in her Kindle. Once in a while when the lights are down she
might be spotted about town searching for the best French martinis and throwing
some dubious shapes on the dance floor.

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New Release: Devil Souls MC Series Bundle by LeAnn Ashers

Bundle Title: Devil Souls MC Series Bundle
Titles: Torch ~ Techy ~ Butcher ~ Liam
Author: LeAnn Ashers
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: February 11, 2019

 

 
 
Meet the men of the Devil Souls Motorcycle Club, the most notorious MC in Texas in this four-book Boxed Set by bestselling author LeAnn Ashers! 
 
They love hard and fight harder. You mess with their family, hell is something you’d beg for. 
 
This Boxed Set includes:
 
TORCH: Kayla & Torch’s story
One moment, one ordinary day changed my life. Three guys tried to kidnap me. One man saved me. 
 
TECHY: Alisha & Techy’s story
Someone from my past comes to get what my dead father never gave back to him. What he doesn’t know is that Techy will do anything to keep me safe. Anything.
 
BUTCHER: Shaylin & Butcher’s story
Butcher is what everyone calls crazy. But me? I see who he really is. I see the man who will protect and love me above everything else. 
 
LIAM: Paisley & Liam’s story
I was enthralled by Liam’s bad boy ways, but I knew there was so much more to him—a side he didn’t allow people to see. He was my everything. I felt safe in his arms. Until someone tried to kill me.
 

LeAnn Ashers is a blogger-turned-author who spends her days reading and writing. She released her debut novel early 2016, and can’t wait to see where this adventure continues to take her. LeAnn enjoys writing about strong-minded females and swoon-worthy, protective alpha males who love their women unconditionally.

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Release Blitz: Claimed Royalty by Betty Shreffler

Title: Claimed Royalty
Series: Crowned and Claimed #1
Author: Betty Shreffler
Genre: Royal Intrigue Fantasy Romance/
Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 8, 2019
Blurb

In a world where
a woman’s purity is the fine line between being Queen and being killed, he was
given one duty—to protect my purity and above all, to protect me. Both were a
battle we weren’t ready for.
Forced by tradition, and as their chosen Queen, I must endure my trials
and the suitor phase, ultimately giving myself to a man from the Royal Houses.
Each one competes to be my King, all wanting what no other has had…my purity.
To have what I truly want would risk my entire reign, but to do what is
expected of me would destroy my heart. My only protection is to follow through,
giving each royal the opportunity to win their prize…me in a bedroom suite and
a crown atop their head.
Behind closed doors, I commit my biggest sin, loving a man I’m
forbidden to have. When the time comes for me to be crowned, I’ll be forced to
make a choice—risk our love or risk my life.
From the Author:
This story contains multiple men pursuing and having a relationship with the
lead heroine. Story may not be suitable for readers who dislike love triangles,
ménage, or why choose reverse harems. This series is as sexy as it is
suspenseful. Packed with romance, drama, action, and unexpected twists. Once
you start, you won’t want to put it down!
 

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Betty Shreffler is a
USA Today and International Bestselling Romance Author. She writes sexy and
suspenseful stories with hot alphas and kickass heroines with twists you don’t
expect. She also writes beautiful and sexy romances with tough women and their
journeys at finding love. Betty is a mix of country, nerdy, sassy, sweet and a
whole lot of sense of humor. She’s a fan of photography, reading, movies,
hiking, traveling, wine, and all things romantic. She lives with her amazing
hubs and three fur babies in Tennessee. If she’s not writing or doing book
events, then you can find her behind the lens of a camera, in the woods, or
sipping wine behind a deliciously steamy book.
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New Release: Copper by Lilly Atlas

Title: Copper
Series: Hell’s Handlers MC
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: February 5, 2019
Enormous, commanding, and hotter than sin, Copper is the only man Shell has ever wanted. Even as a young teen, when it was impossible and taboo to capture the attention of a grown man, she longed for him. For years, Shell clung to the dream of turning eighteen and finally being noticed by the Hell’s Handlers’ rough and gruff president. But the universe had other plans, and she was forced to make a horrible choice. A choice that altered the course of her life forever, sealing her fate and ensuring the dream of being Copper’s ol’ lady would never materialize. 

Sixteen years his junior. Daughter of his MC’s former president. Single mother whose deadbeat sperm donor doesn’t provide an ounce of support. Loved as a younger sister by every man in the club. The list of reasons goes on for Copper to stay away from Shell. Problem is, he’s been hot for her for years. Copper finally gets some relief when she moves out of Tennessee, but once she’s back, all those reasons to keep his distance grow weaker by the day.

Unable to fight against his own judgment any longer, Copper finally claims Shell for his own. But once again the universe steps in, revealing secrets with the power to destroy them both.

Shell will do anything for Copper, even tear out her own heart and confront the most agonizing parts of her past. But will she be too late to save her dream?

2010
If they caught her, there’d be hell to pay.
Absolute hell.
Michelle didn’t even want to imagine the level Copper’s anger would climb to if he discovered her trailing after him and his men in the dark woods behind the clubhouse well after midnight.
The fury would be epic.
Biblical.
She may be a fifteen-year-old kid, but she wasn’t an idiot. Sneaking out of her home, pedaling her bicycle across town to the clubhouse, and lurking in the shadows until the men emerged was not only dangerous, it was reckless—and probably pointless as well.
She wouldn’t be able to see a damn thing when the guys finally stopped trekking. But she had to be here. Had to find out if the club had really captured the man who murdered her father.
Four sets of heavy-booted feet tromped through the woods, making no effort toward stealth, thankfully. Shell wasn’t exactly mouse-quiet herself, but the noise from the determined group drowned out her leaf-crunching steps.
She shivered despite the down jacket engulfing her body. Mid-January at the base of the Great Smoky Mountains was pretty freakin’ cold. Lucky for her, it hadn’t snowed in the past few weeks.
“Fuck, it’s dark out here. Wouldn’t be able to see my own damn dick. We almost done with this romantic stroll through the woods?” That was Maverick’s voice. Easy to distinguish because ninety percent of the nonsense out of his mouth was laden with snark and sarcasm. As one of the newer patches, he was making a name for himself with his wit and constant inappropriate humor.
“We have a fucking flashlight, you big baby. Suck it up and keep walking.”
Zach. Another new patch.
Clenching her teeth in a fruitless effort to stem the chattering, Shell stole on after the men she considered family. Loved them like family as well. Loved them more than the majority of her flesh and blood relatives, if she was honest.
The further into the woods they ventured, the more confident Shell grew in her guess of their destination. The guys had to be headed to The Box. Thoughts of what that meant sent a different kind of shiver racing down her spine. Growing up in the MC, Shell had heard countless rumors about The Box. How the club kept a giant underground torture chamber filled with hundreds of Handlers’ enemies from years back. How it was about a mile out into the woods behind the clubhouse. How the walls were coated with blood and faded screams echoed through the dungeon. The Honeys loved to gossip and guess precisely what went on down there, and each tale was more gruesome than the last. By the time she was twelve, Shell had heard stories of prisoners having limbs sawed off, eyeballs plucked out, and dicks clamped in a vice. Half of what the club girls said couldn’t be believed. At least that’s what her mother told her when she was nine and asked what a blow job was and why she overheard a Honey using it in reference to her father. Since that day, she’d always tried to take what they told her with a grain of salt. It’s not as though the men actually shared any club business with the women who were little more than whores.
The truth was probably a watered-down version of the legends, even if the Honey bragging about blowing Shell’s father had been telling the truth. Turned out the man had been with nearly all of them at one point or another. Something every fifteen-year-old girl wanted to think about. Regardless, The Box existed and wasn’t a place anyone wanted to find themselves.
After another five minutes of wordless journeying through the woods, the men suddenly came to a dead stop.
Michelle darted behind the nearest thick-trunked tree. She held as still as possible, not even daring to breathe. Too bad her heart was pounding so loud it could be heard a mile away.
Had the guys noticed her? Did they suspect they had a stowaway? Could they hear the rattling of her frozen and terrified bones?
This was by far her stupidest idea ever.
“Bring him out to me,” Copper said.
Shell would recognize that voice anywhere. That Irish brogue belonging to the six-foot-five, tatted biker who starred in every teenage fantasy she’d ever had. His name decorated a diary hidden deep under her bed, scrawled over and over with spritzes of cheap perfume and lipstick kisses. If anyone ever found it, she’d die on the spot, but so far, her secret was safe.
“You sure, brother? Wouldn’t it be easier to do this shit down in The Box?” Rusty asked.
Shell frowned. Younger by ten years, Rusty was Copper’s brother and a huge jerk. There was no other word to describe him. Okay, there were a few others, but despite their extreme sailor-enviable mouths, the guys got on her case every time she swore. Sick of them always nagging about ladies not cussing, she avoided using any kind of foul language in front of them. Kinda like she avoided Rusty at all costs.
“I want him out here. I want him to feel the air, see the stars, smell the clean scent of the forest. He needs to realize everything he’s never going to have the chance to experience again. He needs to feel what I’m taking away from him. I want him to experience one last flicker of hope that we’ll let him live, right before I slit his fucking throat.”
Shell swallowed. Though she couldn’t see his face, she imagined Copper stroking his beard, deep in thought as he plotted someone’s demise. There were stories about that, too. About the lengths Copper would go to protect his club. His men and their families.
But now she had a front-row seat to the horror show.
“You got it,” Zach said. There was some rustling, then silence that seemed to drag on for hours but was probably only minutes. Everything appeared darker, longer, more intense when outside in the hours following midnight.
Finally, footsteps crunched over leaves again, followed by a grunt and a thud. Shell blew out a silent breath and peeked around her tree. Someone had lit a lantern, illuminating a small clearing in the woods. A man knelt on the ground, arms bound behind him with Copper, Maverick, Zach, and Rusty circled around him.
Back to her, she didn’t have a view of Copper’s face, but she sure had a clear line of sight to the man on the ground.
Reaper, they called him. Because of the number of men he’d sent to their graves. Those were rumors Shell believed. She’d seen the dark-eyed man in action. Her insides quivered at the memories, and she sucked in a soundless, trembling breath.
This was why she’d followed the guys into the woods when she should have been home snoozing away in preparation for school in the morning.
Reaper was the man who’d killed her father five years ago.
Earlier that afternoon, she’d been at the clubhouse helping some of the ol’ ladies prepare dinner. Tasked with letting the men know their meal was ready to be devoured, she’d wandered toward Copper’s office only to hear Reaper’s name being tossed around in conjunction with plans to head to The Box in the night.
Her mind and body had frozen until the noises from Copper’s office alerted her to the men mobilizing. Then, she’d scurried back to the door of the kitchen and pretended to emerge just as they did, feigning her ignorance.
Even by the dim glow of the lantern, it was apparent the eyes staring up at Copper held no remorse. No fear. It was as though life, even his own, held no value to him. Almost made her wish the men would keep him alive and in pain a while before ending him. Most might find it sick. Most might wake with nightmares after watching someone die, but Shell had already been down that road. The soulless look in his eyes was the same she’d seen the night he stole her father from her. Memories from that time had stayed so strong, so fresh in her mind even with the passage of time, and Reaper’s brought them right back to the surface.
She’d been with her father that fated night, four years ago, when the madman known as Reaper shot him in cold blood at a gas station.
As long as she lived, Shell would never forget the horror of that night. It was late on a Saturday, and her father was driving Shell and her mother home from a family barbecue at the clubhouse. From the second row of their truck, she’d watched her dad walk out of the quiet gas station market, two coffees in hand. Seconds later, Reaper appeared from the shadows, shot her father from three feet away, then disappeared as fast as he’d materialized. She’d had as clear a view of his pale face that night as she did now.
It all happened so fast, it was over before her brain processed what her eyes had seen. But once it did, her heart broke clear in two, and she screamed so loud she couldn’t speak for days.
Now, finally, more than four years later, justice would be served, MC style. And she didn’t have it in her to find anything wrong with that. Maybe it was how she was raised, or maybe it was just in her blood, but she had always felt safe, loved, and protected knowing the club would do anything and everything to protect and avenge its own.
Copper had been there that night. He’d witnessed her devastation, seen her in the lowest moment of her life. In her lovestruck teenage mind, she’d hoped some of the reason for Copper’s tireless search for Reaper had something to do with him wanting to ease her pain, though, in truth, he’d have done it for anyone associated with the club.
“You’ve been a hard man to find,” Copper said as he stepped closer to his captive.
Reaper snorted. Whoever had taken him prisoner, roughed him up quite a bit. One black eye, a seeping gash on his cheek, ripped shirt, wheezy breathing. His short black hair was caked with blood, matted to his head. Not near enough punishment in Shell’s eyes.
“Been easy to slip under the radar with you idiots looking for me,” Reaper slurred like his tongue was swollen. He smiled, actually smiled, revealing missing teeth.
From the cover of her tree, Shell locked her knees to keep from charging forward and raining a hell of her own down on the smug bastard.
Copper chuckled. “That may be, but we got your ass now. Been waiting on this moment for a long time.” As he spoke, he drew a wicked looking blade from a sheath on his belt.
Shell’s eyes widened, and she covered her mouth to muffle a gasp. Maybe she hadn’t been as prepared as she’d thought to watch Copper take a life.
Yet she couldn’t tear her gaze away.
The rest of the men stood with spread legs, folded arms, and flat expressions as they watched Copper close the distance to Reaper. Pressing the blade against the man’s throat, he said, “This is for my President, his ol’ lady, and Shell.” The venom in Copper’s voice had Shell’s eyes widening more than the act of blatant violence she was about to witness. He sounded like a different man. A lethal man completely capable of killing in cold blood. “This is for Shell most of all because an eleven-year-old girl should never have to live with the image of her father being gunned down. Rest in hell, motherfucker.”
Reaper laughed, making Shell flinch. The sound was so maniacal it could have been a psychotic movie villain’s cackle. And the man dared to do it while Copper held a deadly knife to his throat.
Insanity.
“There’s so much you don’t know Prez,” he said as though mocking Copper.
“Details don’t matter. You killed my president, now you die.”
Reaper might be a psychotic killer, but he was freaking brave. Not once did he cower, beg for his life, or break eye-contact with Copper. Just as Copper’s arm muscles flexed with the telltale sign of impending movement, Reaper said, “Too bad I didn’t notice the girl watching me that night. Might have taken her with me. She’da made a good plaything.”
The growl that came from Copper sent chills skittering across all Shell’s nerve endings. He didn’t bother speaking, just drew the blade across Reaper’s throat in one fluid motion.
Easy as slicing through butter.
Blood immediately flowed from the slash followed by a horrendous gurgling sound. This time, Shell couldn’t catch the shocked gasp before it left her mouth. The moment it was out, she held her breath and prayed no one heard. Copper didn’t so much as twitch. Zach watched the life drain from Reaper. Mav bounced his leg as though impatient to get the process over with.
But Rusty, Rusty met her gaze with a cold, sadistic stare. Shell gulped down the disgusting taste of bile that flooded her mouth.
As he glared at her, Rusty’s lips curled into a smile that could only be described as predatory.
The hairs on Shell’s arms stood straight on end. Something about that smile set her on edge because she’d swear it had nothing to do with Reaper’s death and everything to do with her.
Shit. Would he rat her out to Copper? The jerk would probably take great pleasure in that. Now that she’d been busted, she could only wait and see what fate had in store for her.

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Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.
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New Release: Acceptance by K E Osborn

Title: Acceptance
Series: Chicago Defiance MC #5
Author: K E Osborn
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: February 6, 2019
Blurb
Try to
forget.
It’s easier
said than done.
My
past—violently haunts my dreams.
My
present—belongs to an MC. My brothers, my support, my family, my life.
But what if
you left someone behind?
You failed
them.
And set in
motion a series of events no one could have predicted.
But in
deserting him, you found her.
A constant.
A guiding light. A connection that can’t possibly not be right.
Or is it?
This story
isn’t just two souls finding their connection—it’s lust, treachery, misery, and
brutality.
Vengeance—will
thrill you.
But will I
be able to gain my acceptance?

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Australian author K E Osborn was born and raised in
Adelaide, South Australia. With a background in graphic design and a flair for
all things creative, she felt compelled to write the story brewing in her mind.
Writing gives her life purpose. It makes her feel, laugh,
cry, and get completely enveloped with the characters and their story lines.
She feels completely at home when writing and wouldn’t consider doing anything
else.
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