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A Paranormal/Fantasy Novella
by E. H. James
Unaware of the powers lurking within her, Caitlin opens a door between worlds, allowing a fallen angel to pass through the veil of darkness into the light.
Attaching himself to Caitlin, he feeds off her fear to build his strength, intending to kill her, in order to prevent the door through which he can be forced back into the darkness from opening.
Aware of Malfeil’s return, Ezriel, the angel who cast him down by divine order, must be the one to send him back into the darkness. He appears to Caitlin, calling upon her to ask her to help him. But between his visits—causing her to have missing time—and Malfeil doing whatever he can to frighten her, Caitlin begins to question her sanity.
Realizing what she must do, there’s just one problem. An emergency room doctor, with a penchant for house calls, believes her unstable and is seeking to have her institutionalized.
Now she must evade the doctor while seeking out Ezriel…and all before Malfeil kills her.
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*Warning: This excerpt contains strong language.
“Stop laughing. You’ll get us both killed.”
The car straddled the center line, and Nicole swerved into her own lane. “Relax will ya. Jeez, you’re worse than my grandma.”
“At least she is a grandma. I’m surprised she’s still alive, driving with you.” Caitlin shifted in her seat. “Let me drive.”
“I only had two glasses of wine, and that was hours ago.” Nicole grinned. “Why, you worried you won’t find someone to pay the other half of the rent?”
“Oh, I know I won’t have any trouble finding a new roommate.”
“Good luck renting that second room, what with you being such a slob.” Caitlin scowled and Nicole laughed. “Hey, what’s a best friend for, if not to put up with each other?”
A deer stepped into the road and Caitlin gasped. Pushing back, she braced her feet against the floorboard.
Nicole gripped the steering wheel. The deer didn’t move, and she slammed on the brakes—the tires screeching as they dragged over pavement. She turned, the car veering off the road and down an embankment.
Water rushed up over the hood and onto the windshield. The car bobbed up, but then its nose dipped. Water gushed in under the dash.
“Oh, Jeez. Oh, Jeez…oh, Jeez.”
Caitlin unbuckled her seatbelt. “Unfasten your belt.”
Nicole gaped at the black liquid, as it slid up the glass.
Caitlin pressed the button on the passenger door. The power window started to lower and then stopped. “Shit!” Reaching into the darkness at her feet, she flinched. A cold numbness ran up her arm.
“What are you doing?”
Caitlin ran her fingers along the floorboard. “I keep a hammer under the seat.”
“Get your seatbelt off!”
Nicole pressed her thumb on the release button. Her fingernail bent back and snapped. “I can’t. It’s jammed.”
“I was going to put a knife or pair of scissors in the car, in case this happened.” Caitlin’s fingertips brushed up against the hammer’s handle. Gripping it, she lifted it out.
“You expected this?”
“No, I prepare for the worst and hope for the best. Nicole, we don’t have time to talk.” Caitlin swung the hammer at the window. The glass shattered, and the water rushed in.
“What are you doing?”
“We have to get out.” Caitlin pushed against the gushing onslaught.
“Don’t leave me.”
“I’m not. How tight is your seatbelt? Can you loosen it?”
Nicole slid her hand under the belt. “It’s not tight, but it won’t loosen. There’s not enough slack for me to get out.”
“Do you have a compact in your purse? Something with a mirror in it?”
Nicole frowned. “Why?”
“We can use the glass to cut the belt.”
“Yes!” Nicole fumbled for her purse and retrieved the compact.
“Take this hammer, and break the mirror on the dash.” Caitlin climbed out the window. Her feet touched the lake bottom, and she stood next to the car. “It’s not deep. Nicole, it’s not deep, here.” Climbing on the roof, she scrambled to the driver’s side.
“It’s working.” Nicole smiled, her lips trembling.
Caitlin leaned close to the glass. “Hurry, Nicole.”
Nicole turned her face to Caitlin, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“I can’t get the door open, until there is equal pressure. And even if I could, that would let the water in faster.” She punched the door. “Nicole, break the window so I can help you.”
Nicole swung the hammer and smashed the driver’s side window.
Caitlin reached in and retrieved a piece of mirror from the compact. She cut the other side of the belt from where Nicole was cutting. “It’s coming, Nicole. This is going to work.” The car sunk, its roof submerging. She put the shard between her teeth and unlocked Nicole’s door. Placing her foot on the car, she gripped the door handle. She pulled, the door giving way.
Nicole clawed at her arms, tearing into her flesh and dragging her down. Caitlin clenched her jaw and reached in the blackness for Nicole’s belt. She positioned the piece of glass into the notch she’d already cut, the shard slicing her fingers. Lifting her head above the surface, she gasped. “Nicole, help me. Keep cutting.”
Again, Caitlin slipped beneath the surface. Drawing her hand along the belt, she once more located the notch she’d cut.
The belt was almost cut through. Nicole grabbed her, and the shard fell from Caitlin’s grasp. Once more, she raised her head out of the water. “Nicole, help me. Pull on the belt as hard as you can.”
Nicole’s grip tightened on her arm, and Caitlin filled her lungs. She dipped under and drew her face close to Nicole’s, intent on giving her air, but Nicole yanked her down.
Caitlin grasped the belt. Bracing her foot on the car, she pulled, but Nicole continued to hold her. She struggled free. Nicole gripped her hand. Her own body convulsed, as Nicole struggled. She closed her eyes. Nicole’s grasp relaxed within hers. A floating sensation came over her, as if she were drifting upward.
It lasted no more than a few seconds. Something hit her, washing over her like a wave of intense joy, as if every cell in her being had exploded in rapture. It enveloped her, flowing through her. It was an emotion. A physical sensation on a level never before experienced.
She was still holding Nicole’s hand, when she opened her eyes. The sensation lingered, the headlights oddly mesmerizing as they shone out into the murky depths.
“You all right? Are you hurt?” A man jumped in and swam to her. “Oh my God. Daren, there’s someone still in the car.” He dove in and popped up a moment later. “The seatbelt’s jammed. There’s a knife in my glove compartment.”
Daren ran up the bank and reappeared a moment later. He took off his coat and dropped it on the shore. Running into the lake, he worked his way to them, shining the flashlight in the direction of the car.
“Give me the knife. Hold the flashlight so I can see.” The first man disappeared beneath the surface. Returning a moment later, he had Nicole in his arms. “I’ve got this. You take her.”
Daren wrapped his arm around Caitlin’s waist and drew her to the shore.
She sat shivering, as the first man carried Nicole up onto the grass.
He laid Nicole on the ground, her eyes directed up at the full moon. Pressing his fingertips to Nicole’s neck, he then raised his head and shook it.
Daren tilted her head back. Pinching her nose, he blew into her mouth.
“What are you doing?”
“The water’s cold. It slows down the metabolism so it requires less oxygen. You’d be surprised how long people can last and be brought back. Now help me, Josh.”
Daren continued to provide air, while Josh performed compressions.
“Is everyone all right?” Three more people climbed down the embankment.
Josh glanced up. “Call nine-one-one.”
“What about her?” One of them pointed at Caitlin.
“Do you have a blanket in your car?”
A moment later, someone draped a blanket around Caitlin’s shoulders. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“Weren’t you just at the party?”
Caitlin tipped her head back, a heaviness coming over her. Squinting up at the voice, she collapsed.
“Are you all right?” someone asked.
She lay on the wet grass, as they worked on Nicole. Somewhere in the distance, a siren cut through the night.
Voices melded one into the other.
Nicole slowly turned her head toward Caitlin. Her lips moved, as if she were speaking.
Everything went black.
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E. H. James has always been fascinated by the unexplained. Wanting to delve deeper into the unknown, James has read and researched in the areas of parapsychology and metaphysics, for the past forty years.
Taking those first hand experiences, involving the unexplained, James has woven the real and imaginary together into stories of the strange and bizarre.
James’ stories range from the paranormal to horror, to fantasy and science fiction, from short stories and novellas, to 100K+ novels.
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It was a permanent
note-to-self right above her panties, because anything less was a
disappointment. She never meant it as an invitation…
what makes the world go round, and Kameo Kross never cared to be an exception
to the rule. Her sole ambition is to avoid joining the ranks of New York’s
poorest denizens. Between a bastard of a new boss and a Dom who tempts her
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fingers abandoned the inside of her throat, cupping the curve of her jaw, and
his mouth crushed down on hers.
It was a
whole new kind of oral sex. That was the only way to describe the aggressive,
needy assault. His tongue thrust as his lips dominated hers harder and
greedier, like there was some kind of climax waiting for him at the end. A
preview of his skills, or a promise that it would be the only way he would
invade her body, no matter which part of himself he was using? Regardless, it
was ferocious, filthy, and the best damn kiss Kami had ever experienced.
feel his mask bumping alongside her temple, as if he’d turned the bull snout to
the side, but that meant his face was still mostly covered. He must not trust
the blindfolds. Did that mean he wasn’t planning on removing the mask at all?
Kami hoped not. She wanted him to keep it on. That way her imagination could
continue filling in the blanks the way she wanted them, rather than chance
being disappointed by reality. She didn’t care how damn shallow that made her.
This was her night, and it was already panning out better than any Halloween
before it, so no. She didn’t want anything to ruin it.
you taste foolishly brave,” he groaned quietly as he licked and nibbled at
her lips, diving back in for one last devastating kiss.
back in the seat, he returned the mask to its rightful place and forced her
down onto her knees again. His thumb picked up its previous stroking over her
lips, but when her bound wrists slid down the hard plane of his stomach and
into his lap, there was no mistaking the bulging line of his erection. The feel
of it had her lust spreading hotter, dampening her panties with desperate
a soft mocking laugh when she started rubbing her arms over the steely line.
like knowing what you do to my cock, demon? How hard you make it just by
choking on my fingers?” he asked. “Is that what you were hoping to
accomplish while you were dancing for me?”
If he was
trying to embarrass her with that insight, he was going to be disappointed.
Knowing he knew, that he’d been aware, only turned her on more.
but it’s a start,” she replied.
appreciatively at that, and it was far more sinister than his mocking laugh.
“Ambition and Greed go hand-and-hand, little one. As you said, it’s a
her to be greedy? He probably shouldn’t have told her that. Before she could
reply, the limo slowed to a stop, reigniting the thrill of uncertainty. When
the driver opened the door, her bull man climbed out first, then reached inside
and hauled her out by the waist.
was on her feet, he grabbed her bound wrists and started leading her across old
asphalt. Her heels clicked and wobbled in the rough patches. She thought she
heard water lapping and a nearby buoy. It definitely smelled like the docks.
The way the noise and voices echoed indicated they were surrounded by
warehouses or giant shipping containers.
should have been a red flag, but Kami wasn’t afraid, only morbidly curious. It
took her a moment to realize they were drawing closer to the pulsing bass of
music. Her escort paused for a moment before a door opened and it washed over
them loud and clear. They stopped directly inside to wait for everyone. When
the metal door finally closed, her bull man untied the blindfold.
the dimly lit entrance, Kami saw that it was a makeshift foyer with draping
velveteen crimson, black-and-white jack-o-lanterns, Gothic candelabras,
antiqued mirrors, and other décor that would indicate they were getting ready
to enter a vampire’s secret lair. Even the music thumping and crawling over her
flesh was more along the lines of Screamo-Goth-Rave, than the Dubstep bass
know, there are at least a hundred different horror movies that begin this
way,” she referred to the space around them by drawing a small square in
the air with her index fingers.
difficult task than one would think with bound wrists.
what makes decorating so easy,” he said, pulling her against his body to
slip a hand under her skirt and take his fill of her ass cheek. “The
question is, was that just an observation or cold feet?”
feet never get cold,” she replied.
heard the low rumble of his laugh when he bowed his head right beside her ear.
“Careful, demon. Some might take that answer as a deliberate
It was a
seduction, his mind. The things he picked out of the air, as if her thoughts
were broadcasting on wavelengths he could read like a digital marquee. Things
that no other man on the planet had ever been able to hear between the lines of
her responses before.
free to take it however you like,” she pointed out, but it wasn’t
No, it was
more like poking the growling lion with a sharp stick just to see what would
“I don’t need you
to tell me that, demon. I always take what I want, however I want, whenever I
want,” he stated, before lowering his voice even more. “I don’t wait
A.C. Melody is a hybrid author of Erotic Romance and all its
savory sub-genres. Confessed javaholic, introverted geeky girl with a twisted
sense of humor and a wretched muse. She has a weakness for hard ass Alphas and
the strong women who capture their hearts, without damaging their rough edges.
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A Last to Leave Novel
by Nicole Blanchard
Publication Date: April 17, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Military, Romantic Suspense
I thought I knew better than to make the same mistake twice.
To say I’ve never had good taste in men in as an understatement.
When I met brooding Marine Ford Collier, I was certain he’s different than anyone else I’ve ever dated. He was honorable, charming, and sinfully dangerous in all the right ways.
But I’ve been wrong before.
My first lover ruined my life. And Ford may destroy my future.
My heart tells me he’s innocent, but the facts tell me I’m wrong. Again.
Going against the only family I have left could mean losing it all for a man who may be a traitor.
Nicole Blanchard is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of gritty romantic suspense and heartwarming new adult romance. She and her family reside in the south along with their two spunky Boston Terriers and one chatty cat.
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Kim Jones, Kristen Hope Mazzola, S. Moose,
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Genre: Romance Anthology
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Starting college is supposed to be fun. Exciting. Instead i’ve ended up living across the street from Johnny. Star footballer, charmer, intelligent. Perfect right? Wrong! I have no intention of being this line-backer’s latest conquest. Staying far away from him is my only choice. even if every little thing he does makes me swoon. Johnny Baker is bad news for any girl. He’s a player and no girl will change that. Only he wasn’t. He began to capture my attention more and more until all I thought of was him.
He was my missing piece…
Being the line-backer is easy. Especially when it gets me a different girl in my bed every night. That’s exactly what Tillie was supposed to be. Just another conquest. Wham and bam! She would be easy. I had never been with an art geek before but every other female fell at my feet or more accurately into my bed. Only she didn’t. Tillie Jacobs came into my world and blew it apart. Every little thing she did; every laugh, every moment… she possessed me.
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The single dad & the nanny …
Burned by an ex with a wandering eye, Austin Rhodes has sworn off women. His sole focus is his young daughter – and despite his good intentions, the little girl’s live-in nanny. He hired Mia Atwood to care for his child but he finds himself lusting after her instead. Keeping his distance isn’t easy but he’s determined to be a gentleman. Until Mia’s past comes back to haunt her and she’s in need of Austin’s brand of protection. Suddenly she’s his in every sense of the word — and he’ll do whatever it takes to shield the woman who tempts him beyond reason.
“So what’s your end game?”
”She paused, lowering the cup from her lips. “You’ll laugh. Or at the very least you won’t think it’s overly ambitious.”
He ignored his coffee, more interested in the fascinating woman sitting beside him. “Try me.”
“Someday I’d like a family of my own. A lot of kids not all mine. Kids who’ve been in foster care too long and never adopted because everyone wants babies.”She rubbed her cup between her palms, not meeting his gaze. “See? Nothing all that enterprising, like becoming a teacher or succeeding in business.”
He couldn’t stop staring, enthralled not just by her beauty but by her heart. “I think it’s inspiring, what you want to do.”And the man by her side when she fulfilled her dreams would be one lucky SOB. “Not for me, because been there, done that…the family and marriage thing, but I’m sure it can work for the right couple.”He shrugged, realizing he’d admitted way too much. “I hope you find what you’re looking for,”he said, meaning it.
She glanced down, her gaze sweeping over her watch on her wrist. “Oh! It’s time to pick up Bailey.”She crumbled the napkin beside her and picked up her cup as she rose to her feet.
He stood, joining her as they tossed their half-finished drinks in the trash. They headed to the car and he beat her there, opening the passenger door before she could grab the handle herself. He turned back and she stopped short. He caught her before she bumped into him, grasping her around the waist and pulling her close. She sucked in a surprised breath but didn’t back away, her face inches from his. Her mouth so damned close.
He knew better, he really did but he was tired of denying himself what he wanted and his body was definitely on board. He waited for a sign she wasn’t right there with him. If she pulled back or jerked away, he’d apologize and they’d move forward from there. Instead she swayed toward him, sealing her fate.
He grasped her waist, anchoring himself by touching her, the soft sweater doing little to hide her slender body or delicate curves. He tipped his head, sliding his tongue across her lips and with a soft moan, she parted her mouth and let him inside. She tasted of vanilla and coffee, a sweet flavor that was all Mia.
Their tongues touched, tangled, and his body came alive with a hunger he hadn’t known before.
She raised her arms, hands coming to his biceps, holding on for a brief second before she gave in and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close, giving him all the excuse he needed to deepen the kiss. He tilted his head and consumed her, swirling his tongue around the further recesses of her mouth.
He had no wall, no car door to push her against, which was a good thing because he wouldn’t have been able to control himself if he crushed his body against hers.
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The Corners by AR Vidal
Release Date: January 19, 2018
In a hailstorm of paranormal activity, Heaven, a newly widowed mother of two, has pulled herself together and decided that her and her twins need a fresh start. A new beginning isn’t all that her newly remodeled plantation home has to offer. She will tread on sacred ground to protect herself and her family from the historic entities that plague their new home.She will find herself face to face with a seductive spirit from her past that refuses to take no for an answer. Hiding within the dark shadows of the walls, she never knows where her enemies will manifest next. Dropping her guard could mean life or death.
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