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CLAIMED ROYALTY by Betty Shreffler #AvailableNow

29 June 2018

The Vetrov name comes with expectation. My role in this world is simple: do as Father asks and live my life how he planned it. My future is already written: run the empire. Old Values. Old Rule. Old Money. Until her. Everything I do lacks purpose. Everything I do is empty. Women. Money. Power. It meant nothing. Until her. When the Volkov rose showed up at my home a disgraced package, hand-delivered by a Vasiliev prince, I began paving my own path. I vowed to make her bloom once more. She consumed me. Her. Her. Her. But you can’t love a rose and expect not to be damaged by her thorns. She cut me too deep. And I bled out. My soul fled. All that’s left is a cold, calculating monster. I am Veniamin. Volcanic. Victorious. Valiant. Vetrov. When you enter my world to play games, prepare to lose. In the end, I always find the thorn in my side, and I pluck it right out. Haven’t read book one? Catch up here! Vlad (The V Games, #1) 
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This book is DARK, and the themes are not for those that hide behind triggers, or those that actually have them. This is book two, also, so don't read it until after you've read Vlad (book one). All of that aside, I loved this story. a Russian Mafia suspense story that will keep you constantly on the edge of your seat. Its not a fluffy love story, these characters go through some deep dark things, but those things are needed to tell a tale so twisted that makes this story so fantastic and unforgettable. I love both of these authors, and I love almost everything that both of them have written. the fact that they have teamed up to build another dark and dangerous world should almost be illegal, but I'm glad it isn't. If it was, then this story wouldn't be hear, and I wouldn't be allowed to shout: BUY THIS BOOK!!
For the record: 
I am not saying that triggers are bad, or ridiculous, just that I don't have any. I, also, know that some people do have legit triggers. basically if certain themes bother you, this book isn't the right fit for you.
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Wealth. Power. Privilege.
His empire. Her dynasty.
What happens when the role you pretended to play becomes your reality? 
Mateo Remmington is the elite king of a clandestine world brimming with sex, violence, and drugs.
He's cunning, corrupt, and possessive to the point of insanity.
I've just become his wife, his sole obsession.
He’s my addiction, my one and only vice.
And together, we play a game of ruin, murder, and betrayal, doing whatever it takes to win.
18+ Contains scenes some readers may find objective and various dark themes.
Book 3 in the old money trilogy. Queen Of Diamonds and King Of Hearts must be read prior.

28 June 2018

Years ago, I was burned by a woman.
I forgave, but I haven’t forgotten, and it’s a road I’ll never go down again. 
My career has become my life instead. I’m Max Graham, the biggest music agent in the business. Women love me, but I don’t do love anymore. I’ve found another way to meet my needs.
Eve Kennedy—stylist to the stars and total bombshell. By far, she’s the most daring woman I’ve ever had in my bed with a sexual appetite as ferocious as mine. 
We might just have the hottest sex life in Miami and LA.
We don’t date anyone else—although, sometimes, we invite someone for a night. We travel the world, and I lavish her with gifts. But she knows my career comes first.
And the best part? For the past two years, she’s been happy with our arrangement.
Or so I thought. 
I’ve survived heartbreak once before, but this one could be the end of me.
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Eve and Max know how to make it hot. Hot sex, hot intensity, hot mess!! I think I may have liked these two the most! This was the third story in this series, and it keeps getting better and better. I want the world to read this book! It is EVERYTHING!! Get this book!!
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Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again.
After fifteen years together, he walked away from me, and into the arms of another.
I didn’t know how to cope. I didn’t know my worth. I didn’t know how to exist without him by my side.
All I wanted was for him to come back to me.
Then, Jackson Emery appeared.
He was supposed to be a distraction for my mind. A summer fling. A confidence boost to my bruised heart.
We were perfect for one another, because we both knew we wouldn’t last. Jackson didn’t believe in commitment, and I no longer believed in love. He was too closed-off for me, and I was too damaged for him.
Everything was fine, until one night my heart skipped a beat.
I didn’t expect him to make me laugh. To make me think. To make my sadness somewhat disappear.
When our time was up, my heart didn’t know how to walk away.
Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again, yet slowly my prayers began to shift toward the man who wasn’t right for me. 
I prayed for one more smile, one more kiss, one more laugh, one more touch… 
I prayed for him to be mine.
Even though I knew his heart wasn’t destined to love.
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This story was an epic pile of feelings. It’s one of the things that this author does to you, she makes you feel all the feels, whether you want to or not. I’m not one to get emotional about things, but this Author gets me. EVERY. TIME. Grace is every girl’s girl, and Jackson...gosh. Jackson is that broken beautiful guy you need in your life. This story is beautiful, and amazing, and a Definite 
MUST READ!
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27 June 2018

He’s a rockstar that can have any woman he wants, 
but he has his sights set on his brother’s best friend.
Ryker always felt that he lived in the shadows of his genius twin brother Jameson; no amount of platinum records or devoted fans can change that. Especially when the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen crashes his sister’s wedding and rushes into his brother’s arms. He wants her more than he has ever wanted anything and, brother be damned, he is determined to make her his.
Norah is in trouble. She has spent years perfecting a secret device for the government only to have it stolen. On a whim, she enlists the help of her best friend Jameson. What she never expects is to meet her best friend’s brother and for him to offer more than just protection, he offers his heart.
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This is yet another AMAZING book by an absolute FANTASTIC author. I've been waiting for this connolly for a while, and now that his story has finally arrived, I cannot tell you how happy I am. I was not disappointed at all, because this story was EVERYTHING that I hoped it would be. I loved this story. I am a sucker for a rocker, I won't lie, and I was drawn to this rocker immediately. I couldn't put this book down, and neither will you. READ THIS NOW!! Read this entire series!!
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24 June 2018


You know that pact you make with your childhood best friend of the opposite sex? The one where, if you’re both still single, lonely and hopeless at thirty, you’ll marry each other?
This is the story about what happens when you hit the big three-oh and have to make good on that pinky promise.
Personally, I think love, romance and all of that nonsense is a crock of, well, you know. And Reese Collins, the boy who used to put worms in my hair at backyard barbecues, knows that better than anyone.
But when he moves to the same city I’ve happily, and singly, inhabited for years, memories of oaths past resurface. Reese is like a dog with a bone; a really hot dog and that bone just happens to be me.
He won’t stop hounding me, and the crazy thing is, my frigid, traitorous heart is starting to cave. For my best friend.
It seems so far off, when you’re a kid playing Monopoly in your treehouse. But when that clock strikes midnight on your thirtieth birthday, and you’re standing alone in front of a grocery store-bought cupcake, a childhood deal to walk down the aisle doesn’t seem so silly anymore. 
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I’m not really a friends to lovers kinda gal, because usually it isn’t angsty enough for me. But this book had me curious, and this author has proved me wrong before. I gave it a chance, and I’m glad I did. I really liked this story, and there was just enough angst to keep me satisfied. I will be telling everyone about this book, because it’s definitely worth it!!
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22 June 2018

I'm not who you think I am. Shane Hawthorne has it all. At least, that's what the headlines say about me. I have millions of fans, awards, more money - and women - than I know what to do with. But what you don't see is the wreckage I've caused. The memories and pain I can't escape, even when I pour them into music and spin them into gold. I tried to forget. To lose myself in booze and groupies. It didn't work. It hurt me and - worse - it hurt my band. That's the last thing I want to do, so I'm cleaning up my act... starting with Delaney Fraser. Gorgeous, smart, drama-free, and even nice - Delaney is the perfect "girlfriend." When I'm with her I don't have to pretend. It's like she sees the real me. And I can see a future with her. But that's dangerous. Because the truth is, Shane Hawthorne doesn't actually exist. He's a shield to hide who I really am. Fraud. Runaway. Addict. Murderer. And it's impossible to love a lie, right?
This book was a little different from your usual Rocker story. It has everything you want, but with a fresh new spin. I hadn’t read anything by this author before, so I went in blind and bias free, but I’m definitely hooked now. I would highly recommend that people buy this story.
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21 June 2018

All Maverick Prince ever wanted was to play basketball in college. So starting for the Steinbeck Scorpions should be a dream come true. But not everyone wants to see him succeed. Just because you’re on the same team, doesn’t mean you play by the same rules. 
Lo Stone thought her life was finally on an even keel. As if being a senior and having to think about her future isn’t bad enough, she’s a stranger in her own house. And the longer she goes without seeing Maverick, the harder it is to ignore the little voice of doubt whispering in her ear. 
They thought the games were over, but the war is only just beginning... 
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EXCERPT
“Maverick?” I gasped at the sight of my boyfriend leaning against the hood of his car. “What are you—”
He stalked toward me, buried his hands in my hair, and kissed me. Deep and slow and full of unspoken promises. Our tongues tangled together as he guided me against the side of his car, pressing into me, showing me just how much he’d missed me.
“Maverick,” I murmured, curling my hands into his t-shirt.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he breathed between kisses.
When he finally pulled away and stared down at me with those intense eyes of his, my mind cleared. “Why are you here?” I arched a brow. I wanted to believe it was because he missed me and just had to see me but there was something glittering his eyes.
“I missed you,” he repeated.
“Maverick...”
His walls slammed up and he narrowed his eyes. I let out a heavy sigh, able to see straight through him. “Kyle told you, didn’t he?” 
“It should have come from you.” He gave me a pointed look that I felt all the way down to the pit of my stomach.
“That’s not fair.” I stepped back, running a hand through my hair. “I called last night to tell you and you were—”
“Shit, I know.” He tilted his face skyward and let out a long sigh. “This, me being away, it’s harder than I thought it would be.” When his eyes met mine again, my shoulders relaxed, the annoyance ebbing away. 
“I know. We both just need to give it time.” I slid my fingers through his belt loops, pulling us together. “And we both need to relax a little. I can’t freak out every time you go to a party and you can’t freak out that I’m working here.” 
He stiffened but I yanked harder. “Maverick.”
“I won’t pretend to like it, because I don’t.” His dark gaze flicked behind us to Hitters. “But I trust you, Lo, and I know you need this.”
“Thank you.” I leaned up pressing a kiss to his jaw, but Maverick dipped his head, capturing my lips in a breath-taking kiss. 
“Maybe we should take this somewhere else,” I whispered. “Unless you have to get back to SU?”
“I don’t need to be back until morning. You have me all night.” His voice was thick with need, and it softened something inside of me.
“Perfect. I’ll text my dad and let him know we’ll be at the pool house.” 
His eyes danced with desire as he kissed me again and then opened the door for me. I slid inside and waited for him. There was so much I wanted to ask but I didn’t want to ruin the moment either. So I sat quietly while he drove us back to his house. 
“I can’t believe you’re here,” I said as he pulled into the drive away and cut the engine. 
“I wanted to see you.”
“Wanted to or needed to?”
“Both, I guess,” he admitted, reaching over and sliding his fingers into mine. “I’m not going to lie to you, Lo, I was pissed when Kyle told me about Hitters. But mostly, I was pissed it came from him and not you.”
“Maverick, I— you’re right. I should have told you. I should have made you listen. But Gus is good people. And Sarah and Liam seem really nice. And it means I don’t have to be there so much.”
His expression softened. Maverick didn’t need me to spell it out for him, he knew how hard things had been since Stella and Bethany had moved in a little over a week ago. “Come on, let’s go inside. We’ve missed you.”
“We?” I asked as I climbed out of the car. Maverick smirked, holding out his hand for me.
“Yeah, me and him.” He dropped his eyes to his crotch and I rolled my eyes.
“Oh my god, you’re turning into Kyle.”
“I thought you dug that cocky humor he has going for him?”
“Gross.” I smacked his arm. “That’s my cousin you’re taking about.”
“When you say it like that...” Maverick grimaced and pulled me into the yard. The Stone-Prince house had become my second home over the summer. Which was weird since I once hated the place and everything it stood for. But now I kind of loved it. Not to mention the fact it housed three of my favourite people. 
“Should we go inside and say hello?” I flicked my head to the main house, but Maverick was already pulling me toward the pool house. 
“We can say hello later or in the morning.”
I couldn’t hide my smile at that. Even if it was only a flying visit, Maverick was home and didn’t want to waste a single second of it.

18 June 2018

He’s That Guy.
You know, the hero in almost every romance novel.
The super-rich, powerful CEO who is beyond sexy. Lives in a penthouse. Is wicked in bed. Has massive…feet. Is kind of a jerk, but really he’s not because he harbors some major secret that, once revealed, explains why he is the way he is—therefore completely redeeming himself and making all the readers who hated to love him swoon….
Yeah. That one.
Well, I found him. 
I’m a writer who has spent years searching for the perfect muse.
Now that I know he exists, I have a mission. 
To make him fall in love with me. 
This should be easy. I mean, I have issues, but above all, I’m a great catch. 
Problem is, I did a stupid thing. 
And now he hates me. 
Unfortunately for him, he’s my That Guy. 
And he’s going to love me…. 
Whether he wants to or not.
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Excerpt
His lips are smooth, but not soft. They’re too powerful. Too demanding. Too dominant to be considered soft. His tongue? It’s soft. He drags it across my bottom lip. Then my top. Bypassing my teeth because unlike me, he’s not an enamel licker. And unlike him, I’m not an asshole. So I take the hint and open my mouth wider so he can devour me. And taste me. And I can taste him. And guess what…
He tastes like whiskey and mint. 
I don’t know where the mint came from, but trust me the cool hint of spearmint is there. I make a mental note to see how much a bottle of that twenty-four-hour mouthwash he uses runs on Ebay. 
I whimper when his hand slides into my hair. He growls at the noise. Tightens his hold. Curls his other hand around my waist and pulls me closer to him. This time when I stumble, he catches me. Or should I say his chest catches me. Either way, I’m pressed against that unyielding, concrete slab he wears beneath his shirt. 
Slow. 
He kisses me so slow. How can something so languid, so tantalizing, so consuming be so damn passionate? Hell if I know. But this guy? He can do it. 
I never want it to stop. God please don’t let it stop. His hand slides to the side of my neck. Cups my cheek. Thumb rubs along my jaw. He pulls his tongue back but keeps his lips on mine. Pressing soft, sweet kisses across the swell of my bottom lip. I fight the urge to jab my tongue back into his mouth because I know the kiss is coming to an end. 
I’m boneless when he pulls his mouth from mine. But he keeps me pinned to him. So close I can still feel his warm breath on my bruised lips. My eyes flutter open and I gaze up to meet his. Those whirlwinds of color darken by the second with some unspoken promise that I pray is something dirty and erotic. 
“That, Penelope, was a kiss.”

15 June 2018

There's nothing quite like watching your professor as he motorboats a stripper.
The expression on his face when he looked up and saw me standing there would've been funny if I wasn't so mortified. I wanted to turn around and run, but I couldn't do that to Jake. It was his bachelor party, after all.
So, instead, we stumbled our way through the world's most awkward conversation, because what do you say after witnessing that?
At least things couldn't get much worse, right?
Wrong.
The real fun began when the guys figured out how we knew each other.
Have you ever heard of the term frottage? Yeah, neither had I. Just like I'd completely underestimated how awkward it would be getting a lap dance from another woman while my professor watches, or how turned on I'd be.
My first mistake was going there in the first place.
My second mistake was not leaving the moment I saw him.
My third mistake, and the one I regret most?
Applying for that TA position with him last week…
 Comfort Zone is a M/F student/professor romance 
Awkward Love is a series of sexy, fun novels that can be read in ANY order. Each book is COMPLETELY separate from the next, so you can read one, or you can read them all
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Hottest book yet! I’m all about this trope, and the author knocked it all the way out of the park! (My kids are playing baseball this summer, this book isn’t baseball related). Professors are hot. Professor and student romcoms like this one scorch. I couldn’t stop turning the pages. I was hooked immediately and I couldn’t put it down long enough to even level out my heartbeat. Everyone needs this book in their life.
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Interlude
Hostage
Deeper
Love Broken
Peep Show
Elements of Mischief
She Asked for It
Midnight Blue
Ten Night Stand
The Spark
Deviant
Too Easy
Signed
Afternoon Delights: A Collection of Hot Short Stories
Deep
In Deep
Prisoner
My Torin
Their Stepsister
The Fix