by Whitney G.
Publication Date: November 2, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Cover Designer: Najla Qamber Designs
Photographer: Wander Aguiar of Wander Book Club Photography
I should've never agreed to this arrangement...
Thirty days ago, my boss--Mr. Wolf of Wall Street, came to me with an offer I couldn't refuse: Sign my name on the dotted line and pretend to be his fiancée for one month. If I agreed, he would let me out of my employment contract with a "very generous" severance package.
The rules were pretty simple: No intimate kissing, no actual sex. Just pretend to love each other for the press, even though I've secretly wanted to knock that sexy smirk off his face since the first day we met.
I definitely didn't need to think twice about this. I signed my name and started counting down the seconds to when I would never have to deal with his special brand of ass-holery again.
I only made it to one minute...
We argued the entire four-hour flight to his hometown, failed to make a convincing impression with the welcoming press, and right when I was about to knock that arrogant look off his face in real life? He purposely dropped his bath towel in front of me, distracting me with his nine-inch cock to "show me who the bigger person was" in our relationship. Then he gave me his trademark smirk once again and asked if I wanted to consummate our marriage.
Tragically, this is only day one.
We still have 29 more days to go...
About Whitney G.
Whitney G. is a twenty-eight-year-old optimist who is obsessed with travel, tea, and great coffee. She’s also a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of several contemporary novels, and the cofounder of The Indie Tea–an inspirational blog for indie romance authors.
When she’s not chatting with readers on her Facebook Page, you can find her on her website at http://www.whitneygbooks.com or on instagram: @whitneyg.author. (If she’s not in either of those places, she’s probably locked away working on another crazy story.)
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From New York Times Bestselling author Gena Showalter, comes the next standalone romance in the Original Heartbreakers Series—CAN’T HARDLY BREATHE!
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CAN’T HARDLY BREATHE Synopsis:
New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter returns with an irresistible Original Heartbreakers story about a woman who’s never felt desired and the man who wants her more than air to breathe…
Bullied in high school, Dorothea Mathis’s past is full of memories she’d rather forget. But there’s one she can’t seem to shake—her longstanding crush on former Army Ranger Daniel Porter. Now that the sexy bad boy has started using her inn as his personal playground, she should kick him out…but his every heated glance makes her want to join him instead.
Daniel returned to Strawberry Valley, Oklahoma to care for his ailing father and burn off a little steam with no strings attached. Though he craves the curvy Dorothea night and day, he’s as marred by his past as she is by hers. The more he desires her, the more he fears losing her.
But every sizzling encounter leaves him desperate for more, and soon Daniel must make a choice: take a chance on love or walk away forever.
About Gena Showalter:
Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of the spellbinding Lords of the Underworld and Angels of the Dark series, two young adult series–Everlife and the White Rabbit Chronicles–and the highly addictive Original Heartbreakers series. In addition to being a National Reader’s Choice and two time RITA nominee, her romance novels have appeared in Cosmopolitan (Red Hot Read) and Seventeen magazine, she’s appeared on Nightline and been mentioned in Orange is the New Black–if you ask her about it, she’ll talk for hours…hours! Her books have been translated in multiple languages.
She’s hard at work on her next novel, a tale featuring an alpha male with a dark side and the strong woman who brings him to his knees. You can learn more about Gena, her menagerie of rescue dogs, and all her upcoming books at genashowalter.com or Facebook.com/genashowalterfans
We’re so thrilled to share this sale with you! All three books; Race the Darkness, Hunt the Dawn, and Saving Mercy are on sale for 99¢ (reg $6.15).
RACE THE DARKNESS
Series: Fatal Dreams Series, Book 1
Genre: Dark Romantic Thriller
Cursed with a terrible gift...
Criminal investigator Xander Stone doesn't have to question you-he can hear your thoughts. Scarred by lightning, burdened with a power that gives him no peace, Xander struggles to maintain his sanity against the voice that haunts him day and night-the voice of a woman begging him to save her.
A gift that threatens to engulf them
Isleen Walker has long since given up hope of escape from the nightmare of captivity and torture that is draining her life, her mind, and her soul. Except...there is the man in her feverish dreams, the strangely beautiful man who beckons her to freedom and wholeness. And when he comes, if he comes, it will take all their combined fury and faith to overcome a madman bent on fulfilling a deadly prophecy.
Her gaze locked with his—locked so hard the entire world vanished
and all that existed were her and him and his hand feeling the steady beat of
her heart. Whatever the fuck she was about to say, he was gonna believe her.
She could tell him he was a two-headed, purple squirrel, and he’d go out, find
a nut, and climb a tree.
“Xander. I vow to protect you from pain. I vow never to leave you
unless you want me to leave. I vow never to hurt you the way Gran hurt your
father. Because hurting you would be hurting myself. Your pain is my pain. And
my pain is yours. But together we are strong and invincible. Don’t you feel it
when we touch? It’s all I can feel. All I want to feel. You and me. Us.
Together.”
Her words did more than enter his ears; they melded into him as
bone-deep truth. He’d never do anything to hurt her and—damn—he trusted that
she wouldn’t hurt him. As sick as it sounded, maybe his faith in her was born
from the suffering she’d endured. She understood pain.
Understood the depth and damage pain caused in a way few others ever would.
That kind of knowledge made her incapable of wounding anyone else.
“Say something. You’re looking at me funny.” Her voice trembled just
a bit. He could practically hear her doubting whether she should’ve spoken the
words of her heart.
“What you said… Those words…” Christ. He didn’t have experience
talking about his feelings. “Everything.”
She cocked her head to the side, questions wrinkling her forehead.
He was screwing this up. “Your words mean everything to me.” He
could show her easier than he could tell her. He slid his hands up her neck,
framing her face, staring at her, absorbing every detail. “You’re my…” Fearless. He caught himself before he said the word. To base how
he felt on a story wasn’t real. She was real. And the emotions warming him were
real. “Everything.”
He lowered his mouth to hers. She tasted sweet, of cinnamon and
sugar, and for some reason, his heart ached with a fullness of feeling it had
never experienced before.
He scooped her up in his arms, cradling her to his chest, his mind
flashing back to the day he found her—and to holding her this same way. God,
she had weighed so little, had seemed so fragile, but she was strong. Stronger
than he’d ever be. Knowing what she’s gone through, what she’d survived—yeah. Strong was too weak a word to describe her.
He carried her up the stairs to his
bedroom, his mouth never leaving hers. With a gentleness born of reverence, he
settled her on the bed. He broke the kiss to stare at her once more. Her eyes were
closed, her face relaxed, her lips deliciously puffy and pink from a good
kissing. He fucking loved pink.
HUNT THE DAWN
Series: Fatal Dreams Series, Book 2 (stand alone)
Genre: Dark Romantic Thriller
Out of darkness and danger…
You can't hide your secrets from Lathan Montgomery-he can read your darkest memories. And while his special abilities are invaluable in the FBI's hunt for a serial killer, he has no way to avoid the pain that brings him. Until he is drawn to courageous, down-on-her-luck Evanee Brown and finds himself able to offer her something he's never offered another human being: himself.
Dawns a unique and powerful love
Nightmares are nothing new to Evanee Brown. But once she meets Lathan, they plummet into the realm of the macabre. Murder victims are reaching from beyond the grave to give Evanee evidence that could help Lathan bring a terrifying killer to justice. Together, they could forge an indomitable partnership to thwart violence, abuse, and death-if they survive the forces that seek to tear them apart.
While he hauled his motorcycle onto the road, he didn’t look away
from her. She stood bereft in the middle of the pavement, staring out over the
pasture. Emotions infused the air around her. Shame. Hate. Embarrassment.
Sadness. Fear. Desperation.
He recognized that tangled combination of scents. Knew them
intimately. Knew the feeling of being hurt and vulnerable and powerless to stop
the pain. Knew how memories, like the one he witnessed, had left wounds on her
soul and Junior had just ripped off all the scabs.
She was raw, bleeding emotionally in front of him and yet holding it
together by a spider’s thread. He could see the effort in the way she stood
straight and stiff.
Fury simmered low in his gut. After he got her squared away, maybe
he’d pay a visit to Junior. Show the asshole what it felt like to be the
victim.
He walked the bike to her. After he straddled the seat, he held out
his hand to her. She grabbed him, her grip hungry.
“Climb on up.”
She tossed her leg over the seat, using his hand to balance her
weight.
He sat at the same time she did, her body settling against his back.
Holy Jesus. He couldn’t activate the ability to think—his brain
short-circuited from her nearness. Everything disappeared but the feeling of
her open thighs wrapped around his ass with nothing but a tiny pair of black
shorts and his jeans between them.
Her sweet musky scent, almost like honey, but better—way
better—folded around him like a celestial pair of wings. The scent of her
entered his nose, flowed into his lungs, then out to his extremities, spreading
a cooling wave of solace that he wanted to savor, but couldn’t. Not with her
perched behind him, waiting for him to drive down the road.
He placed her hand against his stomach, pressed it tightly to him.
His abdominal muscles twitched under her touch.
“Hold on.” He let go of her hand and she slid her other arm around
his waist. She pressed her front to his back, holding as tightly to his body as
she’d held his hand. She was a clingy little thing. Not that he minded. Her
touch felt like—what was the word he wanted to use—kismet. Exactly as he’d
always imagined a lover’s touch. Two pieces fitting perfectly together.
He kicked the machine in gear, trying to ease it forward instead of
his normal burst of speed. She rested her head on his spine, nestling her cheek
across the fabric of his shirt before settling.
His heart
grew, straining against his chest wall, threatening to come up his throat in a
shout of
absolute
ecstasy.
SAVING MERCY
Series: Fatal Truth Series, Book 1
Genre: Dark Romantic Thriller
He’s found her at last…
Cain Killion knows himself to be a damaged man. His only redeeming quality? The extrasensory connection to blood that he uses to catch killers. His latest case takes a macabre turn when he discovers a familiar and haunting symbol linking the crime to his horrific past—and the one woman who might understand what it means.
Only to lose her to a nightmare
Mercy Ledger is brave, resilient, beautiful—and in terrible danger. The moment Cain finds her the line between good and evil blurs and the only thing clear to them is that they belong together. Love is the antidote for blood—but is their bond strong enough to overcome the madness that stalks them?
The
rain came down gray and thick as a shroud, blurring his vision of the world. He
flipped on the wipers and pulled out of the hospital parking lot onto the road.
Fat blobs of smacked the windshield loud as marbles being tossed against the
glass. Was that hail? As if it mattered. His car was trashed.
Cain
had covered the passenger seat and all Mac’s blood with a blanket he kept in
the trunk. Even though his view of all that crimson was blocked, his mind knew
it was there and his eyes kept wandering to the blanket, calling up the image
of the dark stickiness coating the seat and the floor. All that blood was
playing touchy-feely with his sanity. And he wasn’t in the mood for games.
He
drove past a gas station, a fast food restaurant, a person walking alongside
the road. His foot hit the brake before his brain had a chance to talk him out
of it.
Mercy.
Her
hair was slicked to her skull, her clothes—his clothes—were sucked to her body,
doing a shitty job of hiding her curves. At least the T-shirt she wore was black,
not white. He pulled over to the berm and watched her in the rearview mirror.
She
stopped walking, stared at the car—knew it was him—but didn’t move. Could he
blame her for not wanting to be around him after what he’d said to her? Not
really. And yet, he couldn’t leave her alone and walking in the rain with Payne
still out there. Not to mention that she didn’t have anyone or anywhere to go.
She
still hadn’t moved from her spot. He left the car running, opened his door and
got out. The rain slapped him—frigid, bordering on icy, soaking his clothes and
dripping in his eyes. The pressure of it hitting the wounds in his bicep and
shoulder made him wince. But that was all the attention he’d give to the pain.
“Get
in the car.” The words came out harsher than he’d intended.
She
crossed her arms in front of her chest, lifted her head, and somehow managed to
stare down her nose at him even though she was almost a foot shorter. “No.” She
said the word as if it didn’t matter that they were standing in the middle of a
downpour.
“Get
in the goddamned car.” This time the words came out loud and angry sounding.
Like that was going to win her over. What was his problem?
“Fuck
you.” She looked miserable—all wet and shivery and yet feisty and taking none
of his crap.
He
should soften his tone. He should try to be nicer. He should, but his inner
asshole seemed attracted to her inner bitch. “Where are you going? No where.
You don’t have anywhere to go. You don’t have any money. You don’t have
friends.” His voice softened and filled with some emotion he couldn’t name.
“You don’t have anyone looking out for you, caring for you, able to help you in
a pinch. You got no one.” He sucked in a breath and when he spoke next his
voice was soft and pleading. “Except me.”
The
moment he finished speaking he wanted to retract every goddamned one of those
words he’d spoken. “I’m…Shit…” He ran a hand through his soaking hair. “Goddamn
it. I’m a dick. Okay?” He softened his tone. “Now will you please get in the
car?”
Her
shoulders straightened, her chin lifted, and she walked forward without looking
at him. He expecting her to stomp past the car, but she yanked open the
passenger door and got in. Seconds passed where he just stood here, getting
even more wet, and staring at the back of her head poking above the headrest.
“Now
what?” He asked himself. Just what was he going to do with her? Drop her on
Dolan? Yes. No. Yes. No. No. No. The last time he tried dropping her on someone
she’d almost gotten hurt. If Mac hadn’t been able to keep her safe, he sure as
shit wasn’t going to trust Dolan with her.
He
got back in car. Every inch of him soaked. He brushed his hair back off his
face and wiped the water from his eyes.
She
stared out the passenger window, refusing to look at him. He reached over and
touched her shoulder. Underneath his hand, her body tensed, then trembled.
Shit. Was he scaring her?
He
wrenched his hand off her and wanted to use the damned thing to slap himself
around a little. Maybe then he’d get it through his stupid brain that she was
fucking frightened of him. Too many words flooded his mind and he didn’t know
which ones to say. The I’m-sorry ones. The I-won’t-hurt-you ones. The
I’m-an-asshole ones. The I-don’t-know-what-to-do ones.
She
turned to him. Rain slicked her cheeks. Or was that tears? Her beautiful eyes
were the color of tropical waters—deep and fathomless. He held up his hands in
a show of surrender and she flew across the console at him.
He
closed his eyes, braced for the blows, but none came.
Instead,
slender arms wrapped around him, her hair, cold and wet dripped against his
chest, but her cheek over his heart was warm—so warm.
Maybe
he’d had a stroke or something because this felt like she was hugging him. And
that couldn’t be. Could it? He opened his eyes and looked down at her.
Yep.
She was wound tight around the front of him. And suddenly his brain let him
feel the total sensation of it. Of being held tight as if he mattered to her.
He let his arms fall around her and squeezed, pressing her tighter to him.
Damn, this felt good. She felt good. It was oddly comforting to have her
clinging on to him so tight.
He
closed his eyes and memorized the pressure of her arms around him and the way
her hands pressed into his back. The way she felt in his arms, the subtle
ripple of her spine and ribs underneath his fingers, the way her skin felt warm
against his when every other part of him was cold.
If he’d
been given a Stop Time button. This
was the moment he would’ve used it. Here, holding her—the gentle lullaby of
rain playing in the background—was the only perfect moment of his entire life.
About Abbie Roads
Abbie Roads is a mental health counselor known for her blunt, honest style of therapy. By night she writes dark, emotional novels always giving her characters the happy ending she wishes for all her clients. SAVING MERCY is the first book in her new Fatal Truth Series of dark, gritty, romantic suspense with a psychological twist.
Life is simple…until it’s not. As owner of a successful bar in Nashville, I have everything a guy could want. Well, almost everything.
I don’t have her.
Josie Jensen. Bookstore entrepreneur, ice cream connoisseur. Smart. Funny. So off-limits I should get arrested for being near her.
In a moment of madness, I forget the golden rule: friends don’t sleep with friends. It’s the best and worst way to ruin a friendship.
Now we’ve moved from friends for life to baby on the way. My major mess-up? I once said I didn’t want a family. Ever. And that woman has a memory like a steel trap.
I only want to protect her from my baggage—things I can’t control.
What if being with me robs Josie of her chance for a perfect life?
There’s nine months between secrets and the truth.
Her bottom lip trembles. “Oh, Dane. Why don’t you understand that you are special? I’ve waited so long for you to wake up and see me.”
“I do see you.”
She pushes lightly against my chest. “Why do you have to be such a jerk? I’m moving on. Do you hear me? Moving. On.”
She smashes her lips together and I know she’s going to cry.
And then I kiss her. Honestly, I’d do anything to make her stop.
Her initial response is as lukewarm as lake water in August. Her body stiffens and her hands push against my chest—but only for an instant. Then, she melts against me and her fingers curl around the lapel of my tux.
My lips press hard against hers. My hands are finally home on her sweet ass—and hell, she’s wearing a thong. I’m lost to my lust. Again.
I should know better. I shouldn’t be doing this. But putting my hands on her should prove how irresistible she is and it’s about all the logic I can muster.
She’s the one with the brains. Surely she can figure out that physical attraction isn’t the problem.
SNIPPET #2:
“It’s not you or you and me together. It’s just me that’s the problem.”
“What are you talking about?”
His shoulders grow rigid, and he doesn’t turn around. “I don’t ever want to get married or have a family. Ever. And you deserve more than waiting around for me. I’ve never had a relationship that lasted more than a month. I know what you want out of life. A husband, kids, the whole nine yards. You get stuck with me, and it’s not going to happen.”
“You’re sure you won’t ever want anything more?”
“Not me. I’m one-hundred percent positive about this. I’m happy with the way things are and I don’t want the same things as you. I can’t care for any woman more than I care for you, but it’s not enough. You deserve more.”
I’m still staring at the back of his head when I fight back the tears. “Ok. Thanks for confiding in me.”
“So you understand?” Dane turns back to me and tucks both hands into his jeans. A wry corner of his mouth jacks up and his eyes plead with me. “We’re cool?”
“Dane.” I take one more sip of tea and breathe through my nostrils. “I’m pregnant.”
AUTHOR BIO:
Brinda Berry lives in the southern US with her family, where she surfs (the internet) too much, writes too much, and laughs too much. She's fond of a lot of things, including but not limited to Kings of Leon, peanut butter cookies, flip flops, and good friends. Oh...and books. Of course, books.
She writes young adult fantasy and adult contemporary romance novels with strong females and swoonworthy males.
Shadow of a Girl Shannon Greenland Published by: Entangled: Teen Publication date: September 19th 2016 Genres: Romance, Young Adult
Use cash and keep moving.
After I ran away from home, these were the two rules that dictated my life. Scoring a job as a roadie fit perfectly for what I needed. Traveling, cash, and life out of the spotlight. But when my path collides with West, the lead singer of Bus Stop, I can’t seem to stay out of his spotlight—especially since we’ll be touring together for an entire year.
West is determined to break down my walls. He won’t give up. And little by little they come crumbling. But if he knew what lurked behind them, he wouldn’t be so eager to get rid of them.
The more time we spend together, the more the lines of our friendship become blurred. He makes me dream of things I never thought possible. But while our friendship has been evolving into a romance, my secrets have been closing in. And just when I’ve decided to reveal my past to West, I’m confronted by it. The cost of my freedom could ruin the life of the guy I love…
His hand stills. He doesn’t move. Neither do I, and neither one of us speaks. Then West shifts first, gently pushing me away, and rolls to a sitting position. He rubs his eyes and looks around and finally with a sigh, glances over his shoulder at me where I still lay on the blanket.
“It’s late,” he says, “and you’ve got to be up early for work.”
I nod, completely confused that he’s the one who pulled away.
He gets to his feet and holds out his hand. “Come on, I’ll walk you to your room.”
I let him pull me up, and together we fold the blanket. But as I come toward him with my ends of the blanket, he slides one arm around my back and holds me to him. “Hug me,” he whispers. “Please?”
His words liquefy my insides, and I don’t hesitate as I slip both arms around his waist and lay my face on his chest. With the blanket smooshed between us, I listen to his heartbeat as he pulls me in snug, resting his head on top of mine. Gently, he rocks me, humming a song I don’t recognize, but the tune buzzes through me, and I sink further into the embrace.
We stand this way, gently swaying, as he hums the whole song. I haven’t cried in many years. The last time I did I was in excruciating pain. So when the wetness pools in my eyes, I blink my lids, surprised, realizing they’re tears of happiness.
Exactly what tears should be.
Author Bio:
Shannon Greenland is the award winning author of several novels including the teen spy series, THE SPECIALISTS, and the YA romance, THE SUMMER MY LIFE BEGAN. Her latest teen novel, SHADOW OF A GIRL, is due out 9.19.16. She also writes thrillers under S. E. Green and lives off the coast of Florida with her very grouchy dog. Find her at www.shannongreenland.com
Oh-so-sexy and deliciously sinful...I am so excited to share with you, the new look of the Secrets and Sins series by Naima Simone! These new covers bring the heat, and I hope you find them as enticing and as tingle-inducing as I do. Get a better look below!
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About GABRIEL (Book #1):
Twenty years ago, Leah Bannon’s beloved Uncle Richard vanished without a trace. Leah, now a private investigator, begins to suspect it was murder. When she reopens the cold case, Gabriel Devlin—the man she loves but can never have—inexplicably stands in her way.
Only four people know the truth about Richard’s mysterious disappearance—Gabriel and three childhood friends...who have all sworn to take that secret to the grave. But a hidden enemy wants those shocking secrets brought to light...even if he has to kill to make it happen. After experiencing an unimaginable loss two years ago, Gabriel refuses to put himself through the pain of loving someone who could be gone in an instant. But as he thwarts Leah’s investigation at every turn—both to keep his friends’ pact, and to keep her safe from danger—the sexy PI makes it impossible for him to protect his secrets. Or his heart...
Looking like sin and smelling like trouble…
Boston attorney Malachim Jerrod doesn’t trust anyone. His father and his ex-fiancé taught him that hard lesson. So when a beautiful stranger arrives on his doorstep his first reaction is to back away—far away. Danielle Warren wants a job, but his law business is falling apart, and her credentials are bare-bones at best. Still, there’s something about her that, try as he might, he’s unable to resist. The vulnerability in her soft voice? The way she flinches when he gets too close? The yearning he sees mirrored in her eyes when she looks at him?
She’s the last thing he needs…
Two years ago, Danielle barely escaped alive from her powerful and abusive ex-husband. Now her ex is out of prison, and he’s coming for her. She knows she must leave her new job and run. Disappear—to keep herself and those she loves safe. Including her sexy boss, who has sparked feelings in her heart she never thought she’d feel again. Yet, she can’t help but wonder...should she let down her guard and trust Malachim with the truth?
But the only one he desires.
Working together brings them closer than ever—but reveals secrets and sins best left buried in the past. Their lives and their passionate love at stake, Danielle and Malachim must fight to survive to grasp the future of their dreams.
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About RAPHAEL (Book #3):
When Greer Addison finds her future husband in bed with another woman, she runs…right into the arms of dark and dangerous Raphael Marcel. Angry and hurt, she throws caution to the wind and spends a hot night with the sexy security specialist. But when her fiancé is found dead, Greer becomes the main suspect of a crime she can’t remember.
Raphael is stunned and suspicious when Greer shows up on his doorstep claiming she’s carrying his baby. Worse, she’s the target of a stalker bent on making her pay for a murder she doesn’t recall. As Raphael begins to trust Greer, they must race against the clock to uncover a killer.
Six months after concert pianist Aslyn Jericho survives an attack at the hands of an obsessed fan, she is still trying to resume a normal life, despite the paralyzing fears that have stolen her ability to play and perform. Enter her gorgeous and mysterious neighbor with news that threatens to send her spiraling back into her nightmares. Her stalker has returned. And he wants Aslyn.
Months after security specialist Chayot Gray’s darkest secret was exposed to the world, he’s struggling to cope with the fallout. Shame and guilt threaten to consume him, and he longs for the anonymous, numb existence he’s known for two decades. Then he discovers a masked figure lurking outside his neighbor’s home. The pain-filled shadows darkening Aslyn’s eyes call to him, and her loveliness stirs a desire he didn’t know existed. Now Chay must conquer his inner-demons in order to save her from a madman determined to finish the job he started...
Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey, Sandra Brown and Linda Howard many years ago. Well not that many. She is only eighteen…ish. Though her first attempt at a romance novel starring Ralph Tresvant from New Edition never saw the light of day, her love of romance, reading and writing has endured. Published since 2009, she spends her days—and nights— creating stories of unique men and women who experience the first bites of desire, the dizzying heights of passion, and the tender, healing heat of love.
She is wife to Superman, or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent, and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, sometimes domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.
The Queen of Paranormal Romance, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Gena Showalter, returns with THE DARKEST TORMENT, the eagerly anticipated twelfth novel in her Lords of the Underworld series, available May 31, 2016! Pre-order your copy today!
New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter returns with her most explosive Lords of the Underworld tale to date, about a fierce warrior on the brink of sanity who will stop at nothing to claim the exquisite human with the power to soothe the beast inside him…
Driven to his death by the demon of Distrust, Baden spent centuries in purgatory. Now he's back, but at what cost? Bound to the king of the underworld, an even darker force, he's unable to withstand the touch of another…and he's quickly devolving into a heartless assassin with an uncontrollable temper. Things only get worse when a mission goes awry and he finds himself saddled with a bride—just not his own.
Famed dog trainer Katarina Joelle is forced to marry a monster to protect her loved ones. When she's taken hostage by the ruthless, beautiful Baden immediately after the ceremony, she's plunged into a war between two evils—with a protector more dangerous than the monsters he hunts. They are meant to be enemies, but neither can resist the passion burning between them…and all too soon the biggest threat is to her heart.
But as Baden slips deeper into the abyss, she'll have to teach him to love…or lose him forever.
Check out this exclusive graphic teaser we have for
THE DARKEST TORMENT!
About Gena Showalter:
Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of the spellbinding Lords of the Underworld and Angels of the Dark series, two young adult series--Everlife and the White Rabbit Chronicles--and the highly addictive Original Heartbreakers series. In addition to being a National Reader's Choice and two time RITA nominee, her romance novels have appeared in Cosmopolitan (Red Hot Read) and Seventeen magazine, she's appeared on Nightline and been mentioned in Orange is the New Black--if you ask her about it, she'll talk for hours…hours! Her books have been translated in multiple languages.
She’s hard at work on her next novel, a tale featuring an alpha male with a dark side and the strong woman who brings him to his knees. You can learn more about Gena, her menagerie of rescue dogs, and all her upcoming books at genashowalter.com or Facebook.com/genashowalterfan
