Fact: There is 1 thing that will make my stepbrothers happy…pleasing me.
Conclusion: Who am I to deny their happiness?!?!
Stepbrothers in the Bratva
Eggplant Canyon Phase 2: The Bratva Moves In Book 5
by Sylvie Haas
Genre: Contemporary Erotic RH Romance
Fact: I’m a people pleaser through and through. Fact: There is 1 thing that will make my stepbrothers happy…pleasing me. Conclusion: Who am I to deny their happiness?!?!
My four stepbrothers have very different ideas of what I should be studying and where I should get my lessons.
I say I should be studying for my science degree, while they say it should be sex ed.
I say I should be at home with my textbooks, while they say we should go to a sex club.
Compromise: A few hours at the club could be the perfect way to break up my study sessions.
But when I find out what my stepbrothers really do for a living and that my mom got caught in the crossfire, the lies unravel.
Can I trust anything my family has told me?
If you love dirty-talking stepbrothers who have over-the-top ideas of how to please their woman, schedule a study date with these guys.
Sylvie Haas obsesses over dirty-talking heroes who fall hard and fast for the women of their dreams. And often you’ll find heroes, yes plural, in one book because Sylvie has such a hard time making the heroine choose one possessive guy.
On most days, you can find Sylvie with the wind in her hair, her fingers on the keyboard, and her mind in the gutter as she thinks up new places her characters can get frisky.
Sylvie Haas books will always deliver a happily ever after, and even though they’re short, they’ll leave you satisfied!
Author Elad Oren shares what he’s learned in over a decade working as
a sport nutritionist and personal trainer about how to navigate the aging
process, gracefully and healthfully. This info-packed book covers a range of
topics on how to age well, including which foods to enjoy and which to
avoid; how inflammation, oxidation, and glycation impact aging; how
nutrition can prevent and reverse damage on the cellular level; and much,
much more.
Presented in clear, easy-to-understand language that explains the science
and helps you get on track to better health right away. With mouth-watering
recipes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, as well as a fleet of craveable,
good-for-you smoothies for every occasion. So you can look good, feel good,
and truly enjoy everything life has to offer, at every age.
About the Author
Elad Oren is AFPA Certified Sports Nutritionist, Fitness Instructor, and
Personal Trainer
Over more than a decade working in physical fitness, he saw in an up close
and personal way what most of us notice in our own lives: that some people
deteriorate as they get older, while others thrive.
As a lifelong learner and knowledge seeker, he wanted to understand what
set these two groups apart. Not satisfied with chalking it up to “good
genes” or just plain good luck, he challenged the conventional wisdom
that aging well is out of our control. Drawing on scientific research and
his own professional experience, he discovered that staying healthy and
vital into our later years isn’t just possible, it’s the natural
outcome of a few simple habits and lifestyle choices.
The Truth About Anti-Aging Foods sets out these simple concepts and
dispels common myths and misconceptions about the health and wellness
industry. His goal is to empower people through information, so they can
join the ranks of those who radiate with vibrant good health well into their
senior years and beyond.
Wishes aren’t all they’re cracked up to be… especially when you have to capture the Fairies who grant them to you.
Er… make that faeries… and not the normal, hiding-in-plain-sight magical kind.
When a misadventure cleaning out the attic leads Isaac to release a faerie trapped in a glass ball of light, he believes he’s struck gold–in the form of wishes. All he has to do is mention the name that was engraved on the ball, and the indebted faerie would grant him any three wishes he wanted.
The best part of all was knowing that there was an entire chest of captured faeries waiting to be freed…
But when strange things start to happen around town, Isaac begins to wonder if the increasingly unfortunate events are his doing.
Only his mysterious neighbor, Yara, knows the truth about his lineage as a Light Keeper.
Can Yara’s strength and wisdom guide Isaac into his new role?
Can Isaac make things right again?
Or will his dream-come-true turn into his worst nightmare?
Christina Wallace has been many things. A student, an analyst, a wife, a mother, a gamer, and a lifelong writer. For almost as long as she can remember she’s dreamed of people and places that only existed in her mind, and sharing her stories is a dream come true.
Christina writes books not only for middle-grade audiences, but for young and new adults as well. Stories should be an escape. Christina likes to write about people who become their own heroes and take fate into their own hands. Many of her works contain fantastical elements and also a bit of love, but strong friendships are the common thread.
The Light Keeper is Christina’s debut series with more books soon to come. She is thrilled to begin this adventure of her very own as an author.
Bound by Blood
by DV Fischer & Amanda K. Mann
Genre: Dark Curvy Girl Vampire Romance
“Then buckle up, baby. It’s going to be one hell of a show.”
Carly Harris is a nobody. She’s just a regular girl, albeit strong-willed, who lives in the city of Gravesdale with her best friend Lily. She thought Gravesdale was a regular, nothing but an ordinarily crowded city, until the day she got attacked by a tall, dark, and handsome man. A man who sunk his teeth into her neck in a dark alley. She’s determined to find the truth about the man behind her attack because as far as she’s concerned, vampires exist. Little does she know, the truth will result in something far more complicated than the discovery of a supernatural race: she would fall in love.
Landon Creed is darkness personified. As a vampire, he lives solely for his next kill as well as his next meal, while also completing the jobs his father sends him on. That is his life and he’s perfectly fine with it. He’s merciless and cold, loves inflicting pain, and does so without remorse. Until he meets Carly. Having nabbed her off the street, he has every intention of draining her dry to satiate the monster inside of him. But something happens the moment her blood touches his lips and it prevents him from killing her. A connection forms, one he does not understand, and he finds himself drawn to her like a moth to a flame.
The connection between them is forbidden and punishable by death. Both Landon and Carly find themselves facing the toughest decision of their lives; find a way to break the bond between them in order to save their lives or choose each other and face the consequences head on.
Book Links:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Bound-Blood-Curvy-Vampire-Romance/dp/B0BXN93KW9/ Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/123277707-bound-by-blood USA Today bestselling and two-time Iowa award-winning author D. Fischer (DV Fischer) is a mother of two very busy boys, a wife to wonderful husband, and an owner of two sock-loving German Shorthair Pointers. They also have a cat named Geralt, but since Geralt adopted them and not the other way around, the cat is more of a tenant who occasionally purr-purrs for his rent, if he’s not too busy murdering nerf darts. Together, they live in Orange City, Iowa.
When D. Fischer isn’t chasing after her children, she spends her time typing like a mad woman while consuming vast amounts of caffeine. Sometimes, if her husband can manage to remind her of the real world outside her office window, they hike!
Known for the darker side of imagination, she enjoys freeing her creativity through worlds that don’t exist, no matter how much we wish they did. DV Fischer is a second pen name for D. Fischer.
Amanda K. Mann is a Cali girl, born and raised. She’s the mother of two amazing children, both a son and a daughter, and a wife to an amazingly supportive and loving Marine husband. Which means she gets to move every three years or so.
Animal lover and Supernatural addict, she spends most of her free time with her nose stuck in a book or typing away at some new idea that popped into her brain. Her blood type is caffeine and she is a sucker for cute otter pics.
I’ll Love You Tomorrow The Trading Heartbeats Trilogy Book 3 by Julie Navickas Genre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense Follow your heart, even if it takes you all the way to Las Vegas. For precisely $102 dollars, Mitch Benson and Lauren Templeton marry in a 15-minute ceremony inside a little Las Vegas chapel. Soulmates since elementary school, nothing makes more sense than eloping to Sin City for a secret wedding. But seven years later, the brilliant glare from the city of lights has faded. Scratch that. The bulbs are burnt out. In fact, the wiring may have been faulty all along. Bitterly accepting that their marriage is coming to an end, Mitch and Lauren stray further and further from the love that once blossomed on the playground of their youth. Lauren sells her soul to Pier Ninety-Two, her once-fabulous restaurant in downtown Los Angeles now a sad shadow in the Saturday night party scene. And Mitch falls into the arms—er, legs—of none other than childhood enemy, Tess Browning. Devastated by the direction their love has spiraled, Mitch and Lauren make one last trip to the city of second chances, hoping to turn their pennies into the million-dollar love they once shared. Will their last roll be a miracle—or a mirage—in the desert? Amazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Bookbub * Goodreads Book Links: Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BW7PZHQV Apple: https://books.apple.com/us/book/id644576439Her eyes glimmered under the streetlights, their dark brown hue lit up by the dazzling glow of the city.
She smiled, stepping closer to his body to allow a couple to pass behind her. The evening breeze caught
in her hair, each of her dark strands dancing across her shoulders.
His body warmed as she moved nearer, the smile on her lips squeezing his heartstrings with the ghosts
of the past. Their spontaneous wedding day flashed before his eyes… the red eye flight to Vegas… the
little white wedding chapel… and the celebratory…
“Hot dogs,” he answered, gripping her hand and leading the way down the Strip.
She snorted. “Well, tradition, I guess.”
Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pointed to their right. “Come on, I think the food trucks are this
way. At least they used to be.”
Nodding, she fell in step with his long strides as they dodged and weaved in and out of the mob of
tourists ready to experience the nightlife of the adult playground. On their right, the fountains of the
Bellagio burst to life—swaying in synchronization—lit up by the golden lights reflected in the pool.
“I think that’s where Austin wants to propose tomorrow.” Lauren pointed to the grand hotel and dancing
fountains.
Swarms of people lined the railing, ogling the show.
“Why did he need us here then? He’ll have hundreds of people surrounding him.”
She rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on. I think it’s kind of sweet that he wants to make it a big deal!”
“And you think that’s what Casey wants? A spectacle?”
Frowning, Lauren gripped his upper arm and squeezed as they crossed the street, leaving the
magnificent fountains behind.
His stomach dipped at the pinch of her fingers on his bare skin.
“I think what Casey wants most… is just Austin. It doesn’t matter how.”
The greasy scent of street food pummeled into his nostrils as a line of white trucks and picnic tables
appeared down a side street. Mitch pointed at the second truck, the words ‘Hotdogs in a Hurry’ painted in
big bold yellow letters. “And what is it that you want most?”
What do you want? A divorce? Or…
She scrunched her nose and shrugged. “Chicago style, I guess?”
I didn’t really mean hotdogs…
Grinning, he gripped her hand and led her over to the truck to place their order. The desert wind picked
up, ruffling through his hair as a chill tingled his skin.
“Will you hold my purse for a second?” Pushing the bag toward his chest, she pulled her dark hair back
into a ponytail, wrapping the long strands together with a pink tie from her wrist. Her high cheekbones
stood out, complemented by the rosy hue growing on her skin. She grinned, dropping her gaze as her
natural beauty punctured his heart, reminiscent of the first day they met. “What?”
The words spilled from his lips, unfiltered. “You look really pretty tonight.”Julie Navickas is an award-winning, nationally recognized contemporary romance novelist, known for
her keen ability to tell heart-wrenching, second-chance love stories through relatable characters with
humility, humor, and heroism. She is also an award-winning university instructor and serves as the
executive director of The Writing Champions Project. Julie earned master’s degrees in both
organizational communication and English studies with an emphasis in book history, as well as a
bachelor’s degree in public relations, graduating cum laude from Illinois State University.
In 1991, Eddie Romano, an undersized, unconfident kid, finds an antique baseball glove while on a treasure hunt of the ruins of the old Comiskey Park in Chicago.
Instantly that glove becomes his obsession. While sleeping at night, he’s transported to a dreary, decrepit ballpark where he learns the game of baseball from Billy, a skillful young ballplayer, who seems to be under the control of a dark, sinister figure who calls himself, “The Manager.”
Miraculously, Eddie becomes a better ballplayer and is rewarded for anti-social behavior by having his skills improve. As his bad attitude causes him to lose more and more friends on his team, he starts receiving phone calls from legendary baseball players Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig who attempt to steer his behavior in the complete opposite direction.
Unbeknownst to Eddie, two factions of “angels” are waging a war for his soul. What is the price of glory? Eddie will soon find out.
Excerpt:
Chapter Eight – Home Sweet Home
As soon as he got home from school, Eddie raced up the stairs to his bedroom and shouted down to his mother, “I need to take a nap.” Mrs. Romano ran up the stairs after him. “Is there something wrong, Eddie?” “No, Mom. Everything’s great. I just need to get some rest. It was a long day at school, and I’m still worn-out from that treasure hunt Dad and I went on yesterday.” “I didn’t get a chance to tell you, but I really like your mitt. I felt like wringing your father’s neck for bringing you to such a dangerous spot, but you two certainly were rewarded. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a glove quite like that one.” To hear his mother speaking highly of his glove brought tears of joy to his eyes. “It’s really cool. I don’t think I’ve ever liked anything quite as much. I wouldn’t sell it, no matter what. It’s so unique. I can’t believe how lucky I’ve been. I’m the luckiest kid in the whole world, Mom.” Eddie jumped off his bed to give his mother a big hug. He dried his eyes and then added, “I’m so happy you love it too.” “I was never lucky enough to find anything like that. I’m sure it was somebody’s pride and joy. They would probably be happy a nice boy like you found it. I know if I lost something special, I’d want the finder to truly cherish it.” “I do, Mom. I do cherish it. Don’t tell Dad, but it makes me dream,” Eddie said, holding the glove proudly. “Well, I don’t want to disturb your dreams, so I won’t wake you up until supper’s ready at six, okay?” “Yeah, Mom. That would be fantastic. I’m starting to get sleepy right now. I can’t wait to dream. I can hear my pillow calling me. See you later, Mom. I love you.” “Sweet dreams, Eddie,” Mrs. Romano whispered as she closed his bedroom door. Eddie held his glove against his heart and quickly fell into a deep sleep. He began to dream. Numerous faces flashed through his mind until he was staring up at the most handsome one he’d ever seen. This must be a dream. Suddenly, this handsome, young man spoke to him. “Eddie. Eddie. Wake up. You’re here!” the handsome man in an old-fashioned Chicago White Sox uniform said. “Where?” Eddie asked, confused. “You’re here with me at the ballpark.” Eddie sat up and looked around curiously at the abandoned stadium. The actual field was very well manicured, but the building itself was weathered with age. It looked like it must have been a real nice place at one-time, but somebody forgot to keep it up. “Who are you?” Eddie asked in amazement. “I’m your coach. I’m your dream coach.” “A dream coach?” Eddie asked, now utterly fascinated. “I’ve been waiting an awfully long time for you, Eddie. So, you’re the boy who found my glove. Do you mind if I look at it?” “No, but you’re going to give it back, right?” “Yeah. Of course.” “Well, in that case, here,” Eddie said as he stood and tossed his “magical glove” to his dream coach. “Wow. It hasn’t changed a bit since the last time I saw it.” “It hasn’t?” Now Eddie worried. “Please tell me you don’t want to take it back.” “No. It’s yours to keep, Eddie. I’m here just to teach you how to use it. It’s magical.” “I knew it.” Eddie gloated. “So, you’re going to teach me how to control the magic. You’re going to be my new best friend, aren’t you?” “That’s right. Now, here take your glove back,” the dream coach said, handing it to Eddie. “Well, the field looks nice, but the rest of the place is a dump. Do you live here?” “Yes.” “Are you by yourself?” The dream coach sighed. “For the moment, but that won’t always be the case.” “Where do you sleep?” “I don’t. Well, occasionally I do.” “That’s not what I asked. Where do you sleep?” “Oh, I sleep sometimes on the roof of the dugout and other times on the grass of the field. Don’t you love the smell of freshly cut grass?” Eddie sniffed. “Yes. I do.” He looked up at the overcast sky. “It seems awfully dreary. It must be depressing to live here. Where’s the sun?” “I don’t know. I never see it.” “Well, how do you tell day from night?” “Your guess is as good as mine. Look, I can’t waste any more time with this chit-chat because, you see, I’ve got a job to do. I’m supposed to teach you how to play baseball like a professional. Would you like to learn?” Eddie grinned. “There’s nothing I’d enjoy more than learning how to be a great ballplayer. I just hope you realize I’m going to be a real project. I absolutely love the game, but I’m not very good at it. Maybe you could change that for me.” “Well, that’s what I’m here for. That’s why they pay me the big bucks.” He looked toward the dugout. “I thought nobody was here with us.” “Believe me, when I tell you, nobody is.” “Can I ask you a question?” “Sure. Fire away.” “Are you with the spirit inside my glove?” Dumbfounded, the dream coach asked, “What spirit are you talking about?” “The one that says someday I’m going to be a professional baseball star,” Eddie said. “Oh, that spirit. Well, I guess I am then,” The dream coach replied. Oh, my God, he’s just a child. This whole situation is beneath contempt. Now he felt despicable about playing a role in this corruption. “Well, then I’d like to thank you and your friend inside my glove for helping me. You both are obviously going above and beyond the call of duty when it comes to making my life so much better. Since I can’t communicate with the spirit inside my glove directly, could you please pass on my kind words? I would forever be in your debt if you could.” “Sure,” the dream coach said, fighting off the nausea welling up inside. “It’s time for your baseball lesson, okay?” “Alright. I don’t envy you though, because I’m afraid I really stink at the game. “I’ll see what I can do about that. Well, where should I begin? I guess I’ll try to improve your hitting.” Eddie and his dream coach worked on lots of fundamentals of hitting and fielding until Mrs. Romano banged loudly on Eddie’s bedroom door. The startling noise shocked Eddie back to reality. Suddenly he was swept away from that field of play back to his familiar bedroom. “Wow! What a trip.” Eddie could hardly believe what had just happened. “Are you coming down for dinner?” Mrs. Romano asked. “If you are, you better hurry before your food gets cold.” “Hello. Earth to Eddie! Did you hear me?” She slapped her hands together. “Loud and clear. Give me a moment, will you?” Eddie begged as he got ready to face his critics. Being bothered by his family was becoming a chore.
About the Author:
Wherever controversy is found it’s likely you’ll find “Cousin Vinny” in the thick of it.
On the evening of August 22, 2008, Mr. Agnello was accosted by two gunmen and shot twice in the leg in Sleepy Hollow, New York. The motive for that shooting was never determined. As of this date, no one has been arrested.
Agnello recovered from the shooting and currently resides in Monticello, Georgia. This is the final evolution of a story that he received in a dream-like state back in 1991. “Cousin Vinny” believes that his colorful past gives him greater insight into the plights of the people we meet in our daily lives. He truly hopes you enjoy this adventure.
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