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The Edge of Hope – Bad Blood Trilogy, Book 1

Everyone she loved betrayed her. She felt lost and broken. Getting away from the pain and embracing a new path, Alexa decided to leave her old life behind and chase a long forgotten dream in Malta. There she met a gorgeous man, bearing the scent of fresh love. He led her to a new city to explore, Amsterdam. Is the tall, dark, and delicious man a dream come true or just a risky gamble?

Alexa chose hope and new beginnings over fear and warning signs only to be brutally dragged into a world she never really thought existed. Vampires, their feuds, and her future held tightly in their hands.

Trapped in a mysterious world, Alexa gives love chance after chance. Following her quest of self-discovery in a blood bound world, will she survive the journey?

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The Breaking of Bonds – Bad Blood Trilogy, Book Two

A human sacrifice throws vampires of two worlds, trueborn and baseborn, into an escalating conflict. One side pushes for revenge, the other for freedom. The trueborns stubbornly hunt for Anthony and Louis, pushed by Hesrah’s desire to avenge her human best friend, Alexa. The baseborns are divided between rallying with those challenging the rule of Ankhsis and obeying the trueborns.

What emerges from the portal between Earth and Ankhsis in the middle of the turmoil rocking both worlds is more dead than alive. Neither human, nor baseborn, and certainly not trueborn. This new being will either damn them all or be their race’s most powerful weapon. Will they trust it not to destroy them, or will Ankhsis decide putting it down is the only solution?

In the end, who is guilty? Who will pay? Will anyone survive its wrath?

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The Fall of Darkness – Bad Blood, Book Three.  Coming February 14, 2016. Get ready for the conclusion of this vampire trilogy!

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Writer, traveler, and coffee addict, Alina Popescu has been in love with books all her life. She started writing when she was ten and even won awards in local competitions. She has always been drawn to sci-fi, fantasy, and the supernatural realm, which explains her deep love for vampires and is also to blame for this trilogy.

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Unloved by K.D. Wood

Series: Book #2Release Date: November 3, 2015 Genre: Paranormal/ New Adult

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Andrew July, one year later ANDREW HAD PURPOSELY CHOSEN THE HEAVYWEIGHT, padded envelope for this letter. A familiar ominous sensation squeezed his ribs tighter as he glanced in the rearview mirror at the child asleep in the car seat. This time, the band of tension around his ribs tightened with something new. Panic. “I’m doing this for him. Lucas needs her,” he whispered to the face in the mirror, but that guy didn’t seem to believe the words. “Okay, so I need her too,” he admitted. The phone screen went dark and hid the email from Masa. His warning that The Guard would be coming for them turned Andrew’s stomach sour. As he opened the door the night air, heavy with brine, swirled into the car. He’d waited until midnight so no one would see. Now the building wasn’t just deserted, but full of a darkness that held secrets and fear. For his son, he’d walk through hell before giving up any chance to keep him safe. The car door clicked softly closed, and the lights flashed when he pressed the LOCK button on the key fob. Thankfully, Lucas didn’t stir. The paper and Windex smell of the post office curdled his dinner. His stomach rolled with nausea, which caused sweat to bead on his forehead. His shoes squeaked louder with each step across the lobby’s slick tiles. As he opened the mail slot, it produced a startling squeal sounding enough like a scream that his heart thumped harder against his ribs. Half the envelope hung in the dark void but he couldn’t let go. Releasing the letter held wonderful and horrible possibilities. He swiped at the fresh goosebumps that crawled up the back of his neck, now slick with cold sweat. Will this hurt her more? He’d already taken so much from Neely, all while professing love. Will this be one more on my very long list of sins? The clouds covering the moon’s face swirled into wisps of mist, and moonlight brightened the room. He glanced over his shoulder as light splashed onto the car’s black paint and reflected silver. Beams spilled through the back glass and leached the brilliant red and gold away to transform the child’s hair into a white cloud of curls. Lucas slept on soundly, safe, close, perfectly adorable, and so much like her. “My son needs his mother,” Andrew whispered, as the envelope hit with a thud against the bottom of the chute. “And I need Neely’s help.” The shore road’s lights became a blurred stream of neon pinks and yellows on the drive home. Carrying Lucas into the house and tucking him into bed left Andrew with too much time to think about what he’d done. He walked out onto the deck, closed his eyes, and inhaled. The salty air instantly energized his muscles and caressed that other side of his nature. “I hope this is the right decision,” he whispered to the stars. The creation story his grandmother had told him came flooding back and his heart grew heavier with the memory of her warm smile. “Somewhere in all that dark sky and water The Mother and The Father are parted,” Gran had whispered to him in the dark. “They are destined to forever mourn the loss of each other, giving the world light now at the cost of their separation.” “Sacrifice,” he said softly as the echo of waves slapping the sand bounced off the house. Will that be my fate? He missed Gran terribly on nights like this. She’d been the only person in the world with the power to talk sense into his mother during his childhood. Gran had rescued him so many times from Margarette’s wild schemes. How different would my life be now if she’d lived? But my Gran is dead, and now it’s my responsibility to keep Lucas safe from the real monster, his grandmother, Margarette. A cold shiver ran down his spine at the thought of Margarette getting her hands on his son. He glanced toward the play of lights reflected by the nightlight onto the bedroom window and smiled. His phone buzzed against his thigh with another email. The bubble of peace he’d worked so hard to create for Lucas cracked a little more. His smile turned into a hard pinch of muscles in his face. There’s absolutely nothing I won’t do for Lucas. He’d never anticipated what his desires might cost him when it had only been Neely’s love he wanted. Now the price he might have to pay for having fallen in love with her suddenly seemed very high. Especially every time Masa sent a new warning. His emails always came as kind of a shock. He’d known Masa his whole life as a family friend and never guessed he’d been so much more to Margarette. And now to him. Masa had shown more unconditional love as his biological father over the last year than Margarette ever had as his mother. Andrew shoved his hands into his pockets and stepped off the deck onto the cooling sand. He stripped down to skin and sighed as the water covered his ankles. The moon hung heavy and full over the water. A trail of silver light glittered on the surface and called to that hidden part of his every cell. Energy from the crashing waves thrummed under his skin the deeper he walked into the water. Refueling, renewing, and soothing his soul with each lap against his body. Blessed Mother knows I need all the help I can get now. He thanked The Earth Mother and Tangaroa with a silent prayer for the sea’s gift as his head disappeared under the waves and he hoped that somewhere in all those stars and midnight, Gran might be proud of the man he’d been trying so hard to become.

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Oblivion by Joshua Ryan Ogg

Series: Medicine Man #1Genre: Urban Fantasy; Paranormal Suspense Publication Date: February 7, 2015

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Excerpt Mek, I can’t get it out… He felt it nesting already in the slimy folds of his subconscious and somehow he’d failed at his own game. A snake expert taken out by venom. Eden was horrified. She burst into tears and kept repeating “Oh god, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…” as she backed away to the door. Kal tried to raise a hand to stop her but he was shaky and weak. “You have to shut it out,” Meklyn hissed. He was protective of Kal’s mind—that’s where he lived, after all—but this one had gotten the jump on them both. “I’m sorry,” Eden stammered in horror and guilt before disappearing into the rain-soaked night. “No wait,” Kal pleaded but the curse was sending him into shock. The effects of that sigil still writhed inside his head and, for a moment, he wasn’t sure if he was really this cosmic millennial medicine man that had spoken to gods, wrestled angels, and banished demons or if he was just a delusional addict with severe psychological issues. Probably both. Images of horror and shame raced through him and he thrashed violently. Something was on him, chasing him down the long halls of his mind. Something that got inside him with just a glance at that symbol. Heather’s death, the clan violence, the shadow hunters on the astral plane, all the things that drove him into seclusion and out of the game, it all swarmed his mind at once. The cabinet he had been holding shut for months came bursting open to spill the slimy contents of his repressed subconscious into plain view. He stumbled toward the kitchen and crashed through drawers and shelves in search of something to ward off the effects. He was looking for something specific. His own special tonic. His Joos. But he knew better. He didn’t keep any in the house. Had a slight problem staying away from it when a supply was on hand. His own little vice. But now he needed it. Whatever curse had been embedded in that girl’s ink was currently kicking the shit out of him from the inside. Kal managed to get to his feet, the world spinning and screaming around him, and stumbled out into the rain. Only one place in this neighborhood kept the Joos. Kal stumbled, sick and puking, through the night, wavering on the edge of a mad abyss, looking and groping for help, for a fix of his own. For his own medicine.

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Hunted by Lorenz Font

Series: The Gates Legacy #1Release Date: November 20, 2014 Genre: Paranormal Romance

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  HUNTED EXCERPT Harrow looked up at the sound of her footsteps, his eyes unfocused. His sunglasses were on the table, and his eyes were almost opaque in color when they settled on her. He sat up on the bed. “Jordan, please go away.” He hissed and moved back when she approached. Her movement was slow and calculated. She was unwilling to startle him into action. “Darling, I need to draw blood from you,” Jordan said, as if appeasing a crying child with sweet offerings. His fangs were incredibly long. She wasn’t sure if she was imagining it, but she thought she saw them throb right before her very eyes. It had been almost two weeks since he’d last fed, and it looked like he had reached his limit. Harrow licked his dried, chapped lips and inched away from her. The lesions on his arms, legs, and around his neck were raw, almost glowing red and had grown bigger. He gritted his teeth as if to dispel the demons of his disease. Jordan was certain it had something to do with the burning pain from the wounds as well as the pang of hunger. Starvation was a tough opponent, because it would eat you up alive and spew out your carcass after it finished you off. “Make it quick, because I’m trying hard here.” Harrow appeared bone tired, his tone weary as he held out his arm after he made sure she was wearing gloves. “Move fast,” he reminded her as he eyed her jugular. The pulsing clearly began to excite him. “I know you won’t hurt me.” She kept her voice low and held his arm. He was burning hot, and she felt like her hands would melt on contact. Harrow rested his arm on his thigh as she tried to keep her hands steady. Harrow drew in a deep breath before exhaling with a curse. “Hurry up, Jordan.” Once she stuck the needle into his skin, Harrow hissed and began twitching again. After she filled the evacuated collection tube with blood, she pulled out the needle and applied a little pressure to the entry site with her finger before taping it up. “Get out now!” he screamed. “Now!” Before she stepped away, she held his gaze for a moment and whispered the words she’d been dying to tell him. “I love you, Harrow.” Time stood still as soon as the words were out of her mouth. Harrow’s breathing slowed, and his twitching ceased for just a moment. “I love you more,” he said. “But please, get out of this room now.” He didn’t scream the order, he whispered it as if it was a last ditch effort before he turned savage. Jordan walked out the door, which Leroy held open for her. Her heart was aching, but at the same time, it was soaring. How could her heart sing and lament at the same time?

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Tormented by Lorenz Font

Series: The Gates Legacy #2Release Date: November 20, 2014 Genre: Paranormal Romance

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TORMENTED EXCERPT Allison held onto his neck as tight as she could, and they both fell on the mattress, Tor landing on top of her. She didn’t let go, even though the weight of his body was heavy on her small frame. “What the hell are you doing?” Tor shouted as he pushed himself up, but Allison locked her legs around his waist, trapping him. “Doing what I want to do,” she answered and moved her mouth to his. She felt his breath catch in his throat, and a look of terror crossed his face. This reaction was not what she had hoped for, and his rejection hurt. Tor moved his mouth away like she was offering him poison instead of herself. “You’re insane.” He held her shoulders with restraining fingers before he pushed her body away, despite her resistance. Her strength was no match for his, and he set her aside like a ragdoll, unwanted and rejected. He stood, his dreadlocks falling over his shoulders. Looking at her with disgust, Tor’s nostrils flared before he stalked out the door, slamming it shut. The silence that followed was deafening. Allison was left stunned and unable to move, her eyes stinging with tears of humiliation. What had she done?

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Ascension by Lorenz Font

Series: The Gates Legacy #3Release Date: January 8, 2015 Genre: Paranormal Romance

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  ASCENSION EXCERPT Rohnert was already undressing Shelly with his eyes the moment the bolt on the door engaged. Man, it had been a while. This time, he would initiate every damn thing. He had a lot to make up for—the lost time, the way he’d left, and overall, his idiocy. He had led her to believe that he couldn’t love her. Who had he been kidding? She was the very air he breathed, the single reason why living was bearable. Now that she was carrying his child, he’d treat her just like the queen that she was. It didn’t take half a brain to know he’d screwed up, and he wouldn’t take her forgiveness for granted. Ever. “So we need to talk,” he said, running his hand along her collarbone. Shelly closed her eyes, and her expression told him that the talking could wait. She had better things in mind. She wanted to make love to him. He stiffened, and so did his cock. “What are we going to talk about?” Her voice took a nosedive, becoming husky, and she wormed her soft hands around his waist, her lips parted like an invitation to a playground. Okay, initiation on his part didn’t happen. The woman was fast. The scent of her lust wafted in the air, and his nostrils flared. “I want to show you how much to mean to me.” He threaded his fingers through her silky hair. “How much?” Her hand wound to the hardened bulge in his pants. Rohnert jerked on contact, welcoming the intrusion. “So much that I’m aching,” Her eyes spoke volumes, and her lips curved into a playful smile. “You like it?” He shifted, allowing more room for her to navigate. The pleasure of her fingers grazing his skin made him tremble, his knees weakening under her touch. “You have no idea.” So much for making the first move. Shelly was in the driver’s seat, and he was just going along for the ride—which was wrong. It was his turn to give her pleasure, but her hand cupping his erection made it very difficult to think. Rohnert moved his body to give her space to work. He was such a selfish bastard, but one look at her gave him absolution. She was enjoying this as much as he was.  

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Reckoning by Lorenz Font

Series: The Gates Legacy #4 Release Date: July 4, 2015 Genre: Paranormal Romance

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RECKONING EXCERPT Her skin was warm, sinfully warm, and Cyrus couldn’t handle the emotions that came with her touch. He drew his hand away. “It must be tough having to live with the bullshit you hear every day.” From her hunched shoulders and the way she ran her palm along the smooth surface of the table, he could tell she had something on her mind, and it wasn’t along the lines of yeah, I love the mind reading crap. “I want to you to take my vein.” Isidora’s statement was given with conviction, which made him curse. “You can’t be serious.” “I’m dead serious.” “Why would you do that?” It was difficult to erase the erotic images from his mind, especially when she was sitting across from him in all her glory—beautiful, caring, young, and oh-so-inviting. “Because I want to feel needed, wanted.” Her voice was low, as if the revelation had sapped all her energy. “What a naïve thing to say. Besides, you’ve been servicing Rohnert. I think you’re already doing a great service to the race doing that alone.” “Are you naturally callous or just plain scared?” Cyrus watched her with defiance oozing from his pores. How could she call him out like that? Did he look scared? He’d never had a reason to be around females who elicited unwanted emotions before, and he wouldn’t start now.  

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NOVEMBER 2, 2015 NEW RELEASES

Clean Teen Publishing has a busy start to the week with four new releases! Today we celebrate the two releases for November 2, 2015. Stay tuned for two more releases tomorrow, November 3, 2015!

ALL THE WAY TO HEAVEN

By Becky Doughty

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Anica Tomlin, business major, has just learned that the man she’s been planning her future around, her Global Finance professor, already has a beautiful wife and family. Ani cashes in her graduation gift to herself a little early—a trip to Tuscany—but from the moment she boards the wrong train in Pisa, her plans for solitude and self-indulgence begin to unravel around her.

When a bicycle accident thrusts Ani into the skilled hands of the dashing Dr. Cosimo Lazzaro, she reluctantly accepts his invitation to recover in his family’s country villa, perched on a hilltop surrounded by the Lazzaro olive groves. But it’s been a black year for olive growers all over Italy, and generations of tradition are being put to the test like never before.

Ani is swept up in the drama of life in Tuscany, the convergence of old and new, and the passions that drive people to pursue the desires of their hearts. Just as Ani begins to get her feet under her again, an unexpected turn of events leaves her doubting the very existence of happily-ever-after, unless she can learn to trust the desires of her own heart.

Although All the Way to Heaven is a stand-alone novel, it is the first book in The Fallout Series, a collection of sweet contemporary romances that follow characters featured in the first book.

THE FORSAKEN

Book #2 in The Abandoned Series By C. J. Hart

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Fear. Uncertainty. Wonder. Those three things are thrumming through me, pounding in my ears and coating my tongue with acid. All words that escape my mouth are wrong; I can’t explain how it feels to not remember—for chunks of my memory and hours of my night to have been erased. Erased? No… forgotten.

How do you forget whether you killed a person or not the night before?

Cassie Spencer’s human life is over, and the resulting consequences are flooding in. As she learns to adapt to her new life, pieces of her honorary family are unravelling. Every day is another spent worrying who Ash will take from her next. Though he’s not the only danger she should be concerned about.

A man turns up dead. Eaten.

The Hunters suspect Ash is behind it—one of his sadistic games. But who is really at fault?

And then there’s the mystery illness Cassie contracts, a disease unheard of by both her father and the elders. Can they find her a cure before her condition worsens?

Not every hero wears a cape. Some wear gray beanies.

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