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                                 When the Night Comes

by Teegan Loy
Publication Date: May 29, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, M/M, Romance

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Five years ago on the day of his high school graduation, Tyler Rask walked away from his home, dragging with him a shattered heart. Lack of communication destroyed his first relationship, and he’s held onto the pain, believing his ex-boyfriend, Skye Olsen, chose life with a woman over him.

His mother’s failing health forces him to revisit his past, and Tyler heads home to say goodbye and maybe find a way to make peace with his choices.

The advice Tyler’s mom offers is simple; live the life you want. Settling for something else isn’t really living. When he’s presented with a chance to reconcile his past, Tyler needs to decide if he’s ready to forgive and move forward to a better life.

About Teegan Loy

When she’s not writing, Teegan Loy can be found driving around the country, watching her daughter compete in tennis tournaments.

She’s a huge hockey fan, loves having coffee with friends, and enjoys creating junk journals and scrapbooks. Occasionally, Teegan attends concerts of her favorite bands.

Always on the go, she is able to gather countless ideas for new stories. Life is best lived through experiences.

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                                        More From Life

by SJ Crabb
Publication Date: May 28, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romantic Comedy

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Romance, humour and not just one happy-ever-after. A deliciously romantic and giggling read about love, loss and starting again by the Amazon Top 100 best-selling Author S J Crabb

My Kids live in Cyber Space and my mother lives in Cloud Cuckoo land. Me – I live in denial.
Somehow, I’ve got to the stage in life where my teenagers obviously hate me, my mother abandons me for exciting adventures and my ex-husband is getting re-married.
I am left gazing lustfully at just about any fit guy in an HRT induced belief that they would be attracted to me.
Is this really what I’ve become?
Have I reached the point in life where I should give up and accept my fate?
The trouble is, I always wanted more from life and now it appears to be on fast-forward.
So, it’s decision time. Do I just accept my lot with resignation and gratitude? Or do I take control and embrace the unknown?
What would you do?

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone. Follow Amanda’s path to re-discover the girl she once was before the woman she became took over.

About SJ Crabb

S J Crabb lives in the UK in Surrey and when she is not writing she likes to walk her dog and dream about playing guitar in a rock band. All of her books are Romantic Novels but switch between different genres depending on what is in her head at the time. From coming of age to comedy or suspense you should find something to suit your taste.

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Dating is difficult for someone like me.
I’m obsessive, arrogant, and rude.
This means I must be creative when bedding a woman.
I learn what I can about her through whatever means necessary.
Some call it stalking. I call it clever research.
It gets me what I want and when I want it.
When I get bored, I move on.
My system works like a charm…
Until a little ray of SUNSHINE shows up.


Dating is nonexistent for me.
I’m quirky, silly, and inexperienced.
This means my romantic life is certainly lacking.
I don’t date because no one’s interested.
Some say I’m an independent woman who doesn’t need a man.
But I know I’m on the fast track to becoming a lonely cat lady.
How many cats are too many cats anyway?
My boring world stays that way…
Until my future stepmother’s STALKER shows up.

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Good Morning and Welcome to Mousey Books. Joining us today, is the incredible Sev7en Taylor. Please give him a BIG MOUSEY WELCOME! Hello Sev7en Taylor and welcome back. My goodness- since the last time you joined us you have been a busy little beaver. I see where you have recorded an album. and a 4th book coming out. Tell me what inspired you do the music?

Sev7en: Hello! Thank you for having me! It’s exciting to be back and having this dialogue with you. Music has always been apart of my life. I wrote my first song 8/9 years old. I knew there was something there. While I was in high school I use to write raps and rap them for friends in class. Everyone’s impressions was different and it made me continue to create content. I currently have 2 mixtapes and an album out.

Mousey: Do you plan on any more music albums?

Sev7en: Yes! There’s music videos coming out this year plus more. I’m currently promoting the album and currently living in New York. I’ll be performing for the first one later on this week. I love creating. I’ll do it until I’m no longer here.

Mousey:In your last 3 books Project of Being A Women, WHAT’S THE T, Project of Being A Women The After Effect. These books took the reader to different plains.With this new book, from the bio that I have read. You are taking us to a different plain. Where do you get such a deep inspiration for your characters?

Sev7en: I took a year off from putting out any writing work. I didn’t want to put out anything unless I was 100% behind it. I wanted to made sure my 4th installment was something that was meaningful and something that provoked me to finish it. I’ve started many books before. The one that captures me is the one I finish. Life inspires me and my pen game. Mousey:Who are your inspirations ??

Sev7en: Pop culture. A list of dope rappers ( Foxy, KIM, Nicki Minaj , Jay – Z, Biggie ) I sat in front of the TV at an early age and found a connection. A dimension in which I can create and be free with it. I was inspired by freedom. Creating worlds and dimensions that give a black boy/ girl Identification. That’s so important to see/ feel that.

Mousey:How did you come up the storyline for ” Let the Black Man Cry”? Is it based after someone?

Sev7en: It’s unwritten stories in the minds of us all. Things we’ve all went through. Struggles and uncompromising realities shaping us into who we are today. To answer your question it’s not based on anyone. It’s actually a universal truth for many of us and I’m very much proud of it.

Mousey:What do you have planned for your future? Any new books?? More music?? Musical’s??

Sev7en: MORE EVERYTHING. It will be more of everything. I’m just getting started. Music videos/ new bodies of work all that coming.

Mousey:Where can we find your music? Sev7en: You can find my Mixtapes on SoundCloud:

Sev7en Taylor And my album “ Boys Just Wanna Have Fun. “ on iTunes/ Spotify etc.

Mousey: Where can your readers follow you? Amazon? Goodread? Facebook? Smashword? LinkId?

Sev7en: Amazon and B&N: Trè Vaughn Taylor. ( Facebook the same name) Twitter & IG: @Sev7enTaylor

Mousey: Is there anything else you would like your readers and followers to know?

Sev7en: Yes! My new novel” Let That Black Man Cry.” drops later on this year. I’m currently gearing up to shoot my first music video ( more videos coming). I’ll be traveling a lot this year. So if you want me in your city? Book me! Excited to perform live for everyone! THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT! Thank you for this interview! I appreciate you/ your platform so much. I love y’all! Stay tuned for the new book cover later on this summer!

Thank you for joining us today- Can hardly wait till your next book comes out. Till then everyone – don’t forget to run out an get a copy of Sev7en’s album. Boy’s Just wanna Have Fun – And Please Don’t forget to get his 3 novel’s. You really need to read them to if you haven’t.

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Title: A Low Blue Flame
Series: Indigo Knights Book III
Author:  A.J. Downey
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 22, 2018

Cover Model: Chase Ketron

Photographer: Golden Czermak

Cover designed by: Dar Albert from Wicked Smart Designs 



Banks’ career took off like a house on fire and she’s on top of the world.
Great job that she loves, moved to a great city, into an opulent new condo, in
one of the world’s premier smart buildings no less; all she was missing was the
kind of romance to set her soul aflame. She thought she’d found it but instead,
found herself burned.



knows what it’s like to get burned and not just by fire. His ex, Torri, did
quite the number on him recently by banging one of his firehouse bros behind
his back. He’s sworn off love and dating altogether for the time being and is
happier for it. He just wishes he could get the time he wasted with that crazy
skank back again.



Out of
the ashes, an unlikely friendship is formed. Backdraft and Lilli could find themselves
rising if only they can get past their hurts and give things a chance. Of
course, lasting happiness is no guarantee, no matter how much they might burn
for each other. After all, sometimes what was doesn’t want to let go.





I missed
Lil, like a fractured ache in my chest, but that was probably because the
revelation that I’d read her book. Goddamn, I’d never been so in tune with
another woman in my life. The look on her face. I knew I’d done something
unexpectedly profound, but I had never seen someone fall completely in love and
had that look trained on me. That was exactly what I’d seen, though, and it
affected me like nothing else ever had.
looked at me the way Chrissy looked at Youngblood, the way Aly looked at Yale,
and I had craved it like a drowning man craved air. I’d been a little sad to
realize I had never seen a look like that on Torrid, but at the same time, I
could honestly say, I’d loved her but not in the way I was falling for Lil.
This was something so deep, so profound, that if I were drowning? Well, if this
was what drowning in another human being was? I’d die a happy man and I hadn’t
even gotten to so much as kiss her yet.
showered and when I got out, I lay on my back on my side of the bed mindlessly
channel-surfing in a pair of my boxer-briefs. I had nothing else to do while I
waited on Lil to come back to me. I had to say, it was a special kind of
torture. I didn’t see or hear a goddamned thing playing out over the hotel’s TV
set. All I kept seeing was that look she’d given me; all I could hear was that
stunned dream-like quality to her voice. “You read my book?”
Such an
innocuous sentence, but one that changed me forever, soul deep. I shut off the
TV and sat up when I heard her key card in the lock, leaping to my feet when
the door handle depressed. I waited, my heart damn near in my throat, as she
rounded the corner and stopped just a few feet from me.
looked up at me, those storm-swept gray-blue eyes of hers calling me home, like
some sort of siren and I slowly closed the gap between us. I cradled her face
in my hands and just drank her in by silent sight for several moments. It was
the first time that I’d ever been with a woman where literally nothing needed
to be said. Instead, I let my body do the talking and my lips do the walking as
I lowered my face to hers.
breath, sweet with champagne, fanned over my lips as she let out a relieved
little gasp and then we were kissing. Slow and sensual, neither one of us
wanting to be rushed, her skin smooth as silk under my hands as I smoothed them
down her graceful neck and over her shoulders, leaping from her arms to her
ribs to caress that hourglass shape through her gown.
She let
out a light little sigh of relief and I let my hands sweep to her back to find
the hidden zipper there, lowering it, even as her hands fluttered lightly onto
my heated skin, slightly cool to the touch and setting me further aflame from
Chrissy Franco has every reason to take one hell of a victory lap around the courtroom. She’s just defended her client to the best of her ability and what’s more? Her client was actually innocent. Oh, she’d killed her husband, baseball legend Skip Maguire, alright; but he’d been about to hit a homerun with Miranda’s head.
His rabid fan base doesn’t agree with the verdict, and they’ve set their sights on Chrissy as the one to blame. One of them is about to set into motion a dangerous game when he publishes poor Chrissy’s address online…
Enter Tony McCormick, a detective with the right kind of attitude and Chrissy’s sort of ex-boyfriend. When he’s called to Chrissy’s apartment, he’s prepared for the worst. He’s a homicide detective after all. When he arrives, it seems that someone might have forgotten to check to see if Chrissy was still alive… now it’s everything he can do to find the man who did this and the other behind it all before it’s really too late.



District Attorney Damien Parnell leads a double life above and beyond his
membership with the Indigo Knights. Driven by dark desires considered shameful
by most, he covets the one thing he can’t allow himself to have – a real
Ally Blaylock, an innocent by Yale’s standards. She’s the sweet and beautiful
girl who makes his coffee at the café across the street from his office. She’s
done her best to flirt off and on with the high powered attorney and he can’t
help but be drawn to her whimsical charm.
When Ally
finds her world tipped on its axis, Yale goes against his better judgment and
offers her some unlikely help. He knows better than most that the road to hell
is paved with good intentions, but in this particular case, could it be the
opposite? Could Allison Blaylock be the start down the road to his


Also by A.J. Downey
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The Sacred Hearts MC series
The Virtues Trilogy
(A Sacred Hearts MC spin off)
The Moon Forged Trilogy
(A Paranormal Romance trilogy co-written with Ryan Kells)
The Sacred Brotherhood
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people she meets and likely as a byproduct of way too much caffeine.
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of her life it’s now her turn to try and give back a little, entertaining as
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My Boyfriend’s Dad by Jade C. Jamison

Genre: Contemporary Romance

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What I desire is something I shouldn’t have…

Everything about my life is crap—except for my relationship with my boyfriend Brendan. He’s sweet and thoughtful but maybe too much so…because he won’t take what I’m freely giving him: my body.

On my eighteenth birthday, Brendan’s dad Logan pulls me into an embrace that seems to last longer than it should, setting my mind racing with desire and thoughts of forbidden deeds, things I shouldn’t crave. The last man I should want is my boyfriend’s dad—and yet I can’t get him out of my mind. Of all the guys in the world, Logan is the one male off limits to me.

Except this older man is in my every lustful thought, driving me to distraction.

I think I could get over this crush—except I discover his feelings for me are not so innocent, leaving me torn between loyalty and desire…


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The Vision of a Viscountess

The Widowers of the Aristocracy Book 2

By Linda Rae Sande

Genre: Regency romance



When archaeologist Jasper, Viscount Henley, is caught kissing Marianne, he

marries her despite knowing she’s nearly blind. Determined to show his new

bride the wonders of the Roman world as part of his next expedition to Sicily—

their wedding trip—Jasper will do whatever it takes for her to see more clearly,

even if his own vision is clouded by a revelation.


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His phobia forgotten, Jasper weaved his way through the crowd to where the young lady sat, glancing about in search of a companion or chaperone who might introduce them.

“Hello,” she said, coming to her feet in a graceful move that segued into a deep curtsy. Her gown, a column of white silk de Naples embroidered with white silk threads, had obviously been made by one of the best modistes in London. The fact that it was white suggested she was unmarried.

“Hullo,” Jasper managed as he gave a bow. He dared a glance to his left and then to his right. “Pardon me, but I… it looks as if your companion, or chaperone—”

“Aunt,” she interrupted with a sly grin.

“Has gone missing,” he continued, worry evident in his voice. How could such a delectable creature be left alone among the palm trees at the back of Lord Attenborough’s ballroom?

“She’s dancing with Lord Devonville.”

One of Jasper’s eyebrows cocked up. “Ah. Poor thing,” he murmured, not intending for her to actually hear the comment. Her brilliant smile had him a bit mortified when he realized she had heard. Besides the dimple that appeared in her left cheek, her porcelain skin bloomed with a pretty shade of pink while her bright blue eyes focused on him to the point he realized she could see, although perhaps not well. “Oh, pardon me. I didn’t mean it like that,” he said with a shake of his head.

“Oh, I won’t tell him. I promise,” she countered, her face still displaying an expression of delight.

Jasper blinked. “You know him well enough to tell him should you wish to?” he wondered aloud, daring a glance at the dancers who were still performing the cotillion. They would continue to do so for at least another fifteen minutes.

The young lady nodded. “Devonville is my uncle.”


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3D animation (her movie credits include SHREK and SHREK 2). An interest in

genealogy led to years of research on the Regency era and a desire to write

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As a child, I didn’t have imaginary tea parties.

I was an outlaw fighting alongside the greatest rogue in Sherwood Forest, the notorious Robin Hood.

The stories kept me sane when I had no control.

They freed me from a bleak existence of abuse and neglect.

If life taught me anything, it was that living was hard, and only the dreams you made happen came true.

At nineteen, living at my uncle’s cabin in the Oregon Cascades, my life was anything but the fantasies of my childhood.

I was free, but I was alone. I was surviving.

Until I hiked into the mountains and carelessly challenged the universe to notice me.

A door made of white light appeared in front of me, compelling me to step through. How was I supposed to know one step would change my life forever, in the most unexpected of ways?

I took it. I stepped through.

Into the greatest trials, both physical and emotional, I’d ever face—into another time and unknown world that would test my strength to my core.

I would fight…

I would kill…

I would love…

Most of all, I would live.



I received an ARC of the SHERWOOD ROGUE, by the very talented Author KRISTI CRAMER. This is the very first time that I have ever had the pleasure to read any of her books.This story is well written- takes the reader to unknown dimensions. Let’s your imagination fly. The characters seem so real and the scenes are described in such a way. You feel you are right there in the forest with the characters. The reader is able to see everything.

Kay is staying in the mountains at her uncle’s cabin. She needs to get out. The next thing she knows – Kay has been time warped into days of Robin Hood. She finds herself one his loyal band. But can she change the outcome of what happens to Robin Hood and his men?

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In the morning, I woke to Robin’s hand on my shoulder. He raised a finger to his lips and beckoned me to follow him out of the camp. We walked through the forest and emerged at the river downstream from where Much and I had fought.

Still bleary-eyed with sleep, I rubbed my face, trying to wake up. Robin was silent, so I watched the water, drowsy, not really thinking about who stood beside me. I wished I could strip off my clothes and wash myself in the pre-dawn freshness, but thoughts of bathing vanished when I remembered where I was.

I waited for Robin to speak first, afraid to ask why I was with him, worrying more with each moment that passed.

“Much tells me you have quite a hand for the quarterstaff,” he said at last. He sat on the riverbank and motioned for me to join him.

“He told me that, too,” I agreed, still wary as I settled beside him.

“He said you caught him looking away, played him up on it, and threw him.”

“I did.”

“You don’t sound like you’re too proud of it.” He threw stems of long grass into the river, watching them float away.

“It’s not my nature to be proud, sir.” He was after something. I could tell.

“You should be. It’s been a long time since anyone has thrown Much, except John.”

“I was lucky.”

“But you can see people’s weaknesses, know how to get behind someone’s guard. That takes a good eye and a sharp mind. Use it.”

I looked at him keenly for a moment, different thoughts crossing my mind. “You didn’t bring me out here to talk about quarterstaffs and fights.”

“Like I said, a sharp mind.” Robin looked at me. I shifted my gaze away from his, unused to hearing compliments. “No, I didn’t. Some of my men are a bit…concerned about your background. I won’t mention any names, but they’re not sure about my decision to let you join us. I’m curious about you myself.”

“So you want to hear all of it.” I sighed. I knew I couldn’t go on forever without telling someone. But how much should I reveal? “If I tell you,” I said, still debating where I should draw the line, “and hide nothing, I would rather you didn’t share it with any of your men. I will abide by your decision.”

“You have my word.” His tone suggested he was intrigued.

“That’s all I ask. First, I must ask a question.”


“What do you think about women?”


“Do you believe women should be allowed to do what they set their minds to, or should they only bear children and keep homes?”

Robin thought for a moment, looking at me with that probing stare of his.

“It depends on what they set their minds to,” he said carefully, watching. “Why do you ask?” I knew at that point he had a good idea why and was only waiting to hear it.

I took a deep breath. “Because I am a woman.”

Robin’s stare intensified. I wanted to shrink away from his gaze and hide somewhere, but I held out, staring back at him. I couldn’t back down. Not this time. There was too much to lose.

The look on his face was hard to read. I saw disbelief, but I couldn’t tell if he was angry or not. After a long moment, my stomach growled, breaking the tension. He looked away, gazing out over the river.

“Tell me why you are here.”

I looked down at the ground, forming the words in my head. “I am here because I’ve always dreamed of being here. My dream came true. I am a woman, yes, but there is more. What I have to say sounds impossible, but it is the truth.” I hadn’t decided to tell him all of it until that moment. “I come from a land called America, as I said. You haven’t heard of it because it hasn’t been discovered yet. I come from the future, Robin.”

I looked up to see his reaction to my words, but his face was a mask as he looked out over the river. “Continue,” he said, his voice hard.

I didn’t stop to think of a story. This time, I spoke from my heart. “In my world, Robin Hood, I am an outcast.” I emphasized the name his outlawry had given him, hoping he would see some common thread to bind our lives together. “I don’t fit anywhere. I live in the mountains and come down twice a year for supplies. I spend the rest of my time hunting, learning to survive. I am alone because no one wants to understand me and be my friend. In my world, I am a very lonely person….

“But here, in this world, in this time, I finally feel like a whole person. Except for the fate of being female, I might have been born in this time to be what I could be here. But I am from the future. And why not? Stranger things have happened. Man has walked on the moon. He flies in metal birds that weigh tens of thousands of pounds. He splits atoms. He can speak to someone thousands of miles away. Why not fall through a door in time? If you could see what the future is like, Robin, my being here would not surprise you.

“And you…. In my time, you are a legend in storybooks my mother read to me. I dreamt of joining your men and working my way to fame like yours. To experience the reality….” I broke off my rambling with a sigh and gathered my thoughts.

“I have dreamt so well, it has become reality for me. I can’t tell you how I come to be here—I don’t know myself—but here I am.”

I didn’t voice my greatest fear. Maybe I am still at home, in a coma. Or maybe I am dead.

It would be a cruel cosmic joke if I woke up now when all I wanted was to stay.

I waited for his response, unsure what would happen next. I had let my nerves do some of the talking and didn’t know if I had said too much…or too little. I wanted so much for him to believe me.

Robin turned to look at me, his face flushed. “You are jesting, trying to distract me from the fact you are a woman.”

“No, sir,” I insisted. “As impossible as it seems, I’m telling the truth.”

His stare intensified, stripping away any chance I had of misleading him. I could almost feel him flipping through pages of information in my mind as he judged my every reaction. “Then you are a witch?”

I jumped at the implication. “No!”

“But to come as you have said, there must have been strong magic.”

“I don’t have magic, Robin, but it must be magic that sent me here. It must have been the challenge. Yes. That’s as good an explanation as any.”

“What do you mean?” He eyed me with suspicion.

I blushed slightly. “I was standing there, on the knoll, burning inside with spring fever. I had been thinking of you and yelled out that I was there, that I was alive….” The feelings of that moment came back. In retrospect, I thought myself extreme, my challenge quite foolish. If the answer hadn’t been to send me through time…. “And then I was here. I don’t want to leave.” I’ll be more careful when next I dare the universe to notice me, I added silently.

“Magic is strong, Kay. Never underestimate the power of wishes. Or perhaps someone here called you. But as you say, you are here.”

Nodding, I held my breath, not daring to speak.

“And because you have told me the truth, you may stay. I don’t understand it, but I believe it is truth.” His eyes glazed over for a moment. “I have so many questions about my….” He shook his head. “Your secret will remain with me. But because you are a woman, I would test your strength.”

“How, sir?” I blurted, relieved and anxious all at once.

“I would cross staffs with you.” He smiled.

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When Kristi isn’t riding her Harley or working her day job, you can find her in front of her computer, hammering out exciting suspense stories, or chatting around on social media.

Although she has honed her writing craft for 30+ years, she only published her first book in 2012. Her strange and varied work history – having held jobs from a hotel housekeeper, a car wash attendant, an insurance underwriter, an electronics assembly line worker, a data entry tech in auto parts warehouse, a blueberry nursery shipping coordinator, a local delivery driver, and a truck driver and owner of her own trucking company – gives her a broad base from which to build her characters and storylines. Now a billing specialist for The Arc of Lane County, she supports those who care for people with disabilities while she pursues her writing career in earnest.

She got married for the first time at 38, skipped being a mommy and went straight to Grandma. Turns out it’s best for everyone that way.





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