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Tag Line – Hunky heroes and Hot Holiday Romance
 
Blurb

Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine – A Christmas themed romance
Abigail Montgomery, a small town schoolteacher with zero self-confidence, dreams of the Dickensian Christmas her family never enjoyed. Each month she attends a masked BDSM club, but her next visit will be her last. If she doesn’t marry within the next year, her brother won’t inherit Montgomery Hall. Desperate, she advertises for a husband.
 
Jared Armstrong, a former Marine sharpshooter and occasional Dom needs $125,000 to get his family out of a hole. His solution--to marry Abigail Montgomery for her money. His only regret is his wife won’t accept his spanking lifestyle.
 
Gradually, Abigail comes to dream of making their marriage real, but she promised Jared a divorce two years after their wedding. Can they share some Christmas magic as their relationship faces extortion threats, a kidnapping, and an attempted murder? Or will Jared break her heart when he walks away?

Excerpt
From Marrage Mobsters and the Marine – My Christmas themed story.
Jared showered quickly, wanting to impress his future boss. He’d expected the advert to be from a security firm or even a mercenary-recruiting company, not an embarrassed woman who could barely string a sentence together. He could follow orders, no matter who issued them. The Marines had taught him that, along with a dozen ways to take out his enemies, but he preferred to be his own boss.
 
When he looked in the mirror, he didn’t like what he saw. He’d worked all week with barely a break trying to get ahead on his commission. His beard needed trimming and his mustache, usually so neat on his upper lip, had grown scraggly. Grabbing his electronic razor, he shaved them both off, but his long hair looked messy against his clean-shaven cheeks. He grabbed some scissors, pulled the ends into a ponytail, and cut it off. Still unsatisfied, he ran the razor over his dark hair, giving himself the military crew cut he’d worn until he went on special assignment.
 
He pulled on some jeans and his favorite blue T-shirt. There. He looked respectable enough to impress a recruiting sergeant, let alone a prospective employer. She’d arrive in time for a late lunch, but he wanted to meet on neutral ground. He remembered the café overlooking the lake in a nearby park. When she rang back, he’d arrange to meet her there.
 
Hanging about doing nothing almost drove him crazy. He ached to polish a piece of oak he’d been working on, but he needed to stay clean and tidy. Sawdust on his jeans wouldn’t win him any points in a job interview, he supposed. Damn it. How long do we need to talk before I can ask her about the advance?
 
Eventually, he walked the three miles to the nearest park and found a table on the café’s balcony overlooking the lake. When his phone rang again, he answered, “Jared Armstrong.”
 
A soft, feminine voice asked, “I’m a mile from the city limits. Where should I meet you?”
 
He gave her directions, pleased when she liked the idea of meeting in impersonal surroundings. When the waitress came for his order, he told her, “Two sparkling mineral waters, please. A friend’s joining me soon.”
 
Damn it. If she asks me about my friend, I’m screwed. I don’t even know her name. Fortunately, once the waitress had brought the drinks, she left him in peace. Almost quarter of an hour later, a woman stopped beside his table. She’d pulled her hair into an unflattering ponytail, and she wore the baggiest sweater he’d ever seen. Her glasses were the gold-rimmed sort that went out of fashion before the change of the century.
 
Rising to his feet, he held out his hand. “Jared Armstrong. Pleased to meet you.”
 
He towered over her diminutive frame, six-feet-six to her five-feet-four. She studied him a moment, reached out, and shook his hand briefly. “Abigail’s enough for now.”
 
He sat back in his seat, forcing himself to appear relaxed. “Okay.”
 
He regretted not pulling her chair out and seating her, but she was a prospective employer, not his date. A good thing too, since she didn’t seem to have an ounce of vanity or dress sense. He sipped at his water and waited for her to speak.
 
Blushing, she sucked on her lower lip. “This is awkward. Can I ask you some questions?”
 
He nodded. “I don’t guarantee answering them, but ask away.”
 
God, he wished she’d get on with it, but she studied the unopened menu as though her life depended on it. Finally, she lifted her head. “Are you married?”
 
His eyes narrowed. “Your advert said no ties. I’m single, HIV free, and I don’t screw anyone for cash.”
 
She choked on her drink, coughing and splattering water over the table. Jared watched and waited, unwilling to make it easier for her when she was the one who placed the advert.
 
Across the table from him, Abigail curled her hands into fists and laid them on her lap. Her smile faded and her voice trembled. “Will you marry me?”
 
“Are you pregnant?” he shot back.
 
 
Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff – A New Year’s ever themed romance.
Jasmine Stewart (Jazz to her friends) falls for the blond stranger when he spanks and seduces her at a Washington soiree. Later, when she discovers her flatmate is trying to draw her into a spy ring, she goes to the authorities. The ensuing publicity costs her her job, her security, and her future. Starting over in Westhorpe Ridge is her only option.
 
Sean Mathews, former SEAL and Westhorpe Ridge’s sheriff, can’t forget the woman he spanked when he visited Washington, but he thinks she’s a spy. When she turns up in Westhorpe Ridge, he tries everything to make her leave town. Despite their misunderstandings, though, they can’t keep their hands off each other.
 
As Year’s Eve looms, the spy ring resurfaces. Jazz will need all of Sean’s SEAL prowess to survive. But because his wounded leg cost him his speed in the water, will it be enough?
 
 
Desire, Deceit, and the Doctor – A Valentines day Romance.
Twelve years ago, Mandy Devlin moved away from her friends and family--under threat. If she returned in the next ten years or told anyone who fathered her baby, her boyfriend’s great-aunt would bankrupt her family. She’s a single mom who dreams of her lost love and a good spanking. When she’s finally free to return to Westhorpe Ridge, the last person she expects to see is Adam--the man she loved and lost so long ago.
 
Dr. Adam Montgomery doesn’t know he has a son. Thanks to his great-aunt’s will, he has nine months to find a bride or he loses Montgomery Hall and the fifteen million dollars she left him. Although he seduces Mandy on his first night home, he still believes she betrayed him twelve years ago. No way would he marry a woman like her.
 
As Valentine’s Day looms, someone tries to kill Mandy. Is Adam trying to get rid of her? Or can Mandy trust him to protect them?
 
•            Note:All of the books in this set were previously released as single titles.
 
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Author bio/contact links
Kryssie Fortune writes the sort of hot sexy books she loves to read. If she can sneak a dragon into her paranormal books she will. Her paranormal heroes are muscular werewolves, arrogant Fae, or BDSM loving dragons.
 
Kryssie likes her contemporary heroes ex-military and dominant. Her heroines are kick ass females who can hold their own against whatever life - or Kryssie - throws at them.
 
Kryssie's pet hates are unhappy endings, and a series that end on a cliff hanger.
Her books are all stand alone even when part of series. Plot always comes before sex, but when her heroines and heroes get together, the sex is explosive and explicit. One review called it downright sensual.
 
Kryssie is active on Social media and would love to hear from you
 
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One Week to Win Her Boss by Barbara White Daille
 
One Week to Win Her Boss is the second stand-alone story in Barbara’s Snowflake Valley series and is releasing on November 13th.

​From the back cover:
 
Single mom Amber Barnett loves family, kids, Christmas…and unfortunately, her boss, confirmed bachelor Michael DeFranco. It's a crush she really needs to get over. Except, when she’s temporarily forced from her apartment, her only option is to stay at Michael’s private ski lodge, where she's the housekeeper. No problem. Her handsome boss rarely visits Snowflake Valley unexpectedly, plus he’s spending the holidays with his family. Or so she thinks…
A stormy Christmas Eve reunion leaves Michael seeking the solitude of his lodge, where he finds Amber in residence—and in trouble. Attempting to save her from her matchmaking family, he announces they’re a couple. His good deed backfires when they’re instantly included in each and every holiday event in town. So much for solitude. 
Only the more time he spends with the beautiful, cheery brunette, the more he yearns to make things real between them. But he and Amber want different things, and Michael could never be the family man she's looking for. 
Excerpt – from the first scene, in which Amber gets a very unhappy surprise
 
Nobody was perfect, not even Michael. Though he sure looked darned close…but then, how would she know? Above all else, her time with her ex had proven she couldn’t trust her judgment when it came to men.
 
“Come back down to Earth, Amber.” She jumped. Michael stood in front of her, too close for comfort. “When you land, tell me why you’re here. And in your pajamas.”
 
His almost seductive growl did funny things to her insides. Too bad the question hadn’t slipped his mind, the way she’d forgotten what she was wearing—a floor-length, fuzzy, pink bathrobe that had seen better days and floppyeared bunny slippers no one but she and Penny had ever seen. Nothing like making a fashion statement.
 
Hopefully, he would be more impressed by her response to his question—as soon as she thought of one. “I…um…didn’t ask if you would mind if I stayed here—”
 
“That’s obvious.”
 
“—because I didn’t expect you to drop in.”
 
“Twice as obvious.” His gaze ran over her from head to toe.
 
Her body flooded with heat she wished she could blame on the warm robe. Why couldn’t she and Penny have had somewhere--anywhere—else to stay? “What are you doing here, by the way?”
 
“I own the place.”
 
She rolled her eyes. “You said you were spending the holidays with your family.”
 
“Yeah. Huge mistake,” he said, sounding grim as he looked away.
 
What did that mean? She wanted to know more about his upset holiday plans and his visit with his family. She’d never met them and had always been curious about why they’d never visited the lodge. Besides, she wanted to know everything there was to know about Michael.
 
Way to get over that crush.
 
Time to take control of this situation. No matter how inconvenient his arrival was for her or how unsettling his presence was to her heart, the fact was, there he stood. If she wanted to save her job—and she absolutely did—she owed him an explanation.
 
Or at least part of one…
 
Links
 
Entangled  https://entangledpublishing.com/one-week-to-win-her-boss.html
Amazon  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B076PJ7SNN
Amazon Australia  https://www.amazon.com.au/d/B076PJ7SNN   
Amazon UK  https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B076PJ7SNN 
Amazon Canada  https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B076PJ7SNN
Barnes & Noble https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1127274067
Apple iBooks  https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/one-week-to-win-her-boss/id1299758237  
Kobo   https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/one-week-to-win-her-boss
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​About the Author
 
Barbara White Daille lives with her husband in the sunny Southwest. Though they love the warm winters and the lizards in their front yard, they haven’t gotten used to the scorpions in the bathroom. Barbara also loves writing, reading, and chocolate. Come to think of it, she enjoys writing about those subjects, too!
 
Barbara wrote her first short story at the age of nine, then typed "The End" to her first novel many years later...in the eighth grade. Now she's writing contemporary romance on a daily basis. Sign up for her newsletter to keep up with the latest in her writing life:  https://barbarawhitedaille.com/newsletter.
 
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The Cost of Deception is a romantic suspense. Tess is a widowed mother and a teacher. She has been so wrapped in in her role as a mother that she has forgotten how it feels to be a desirable woman. Attending her 20 year high school class reunion, the first she's ever attended, changes that when she meets Drew. She and Drew were the class loners and too involved in studying to feel the hormones that attack teens.
Drew is now an undercover cop in Atlanta, GA. During his years in the military he had no concerns about marriage and starting his own family. His life put him in danger and he liked things that way. He was no longer the nerd who had attended Georgia Tech. Seeing Tess at the class reunion made him rethink what he really wanted.
She loves her children more than anything else. He doesn't know how to make his career work with the things Tess and her kids make him want.
Yes, there will be hot sex and danger will stalk her family. 

Excerpt:
 
With two shaky steps she moved back to the bar, holding the evening bag she’d grabbed from the table she shared with Ariel and Jon. "Diet Sprite and Southern Comfort, please," she told the bartender. Forget the white wine! The bartender smiled and handed her a glass of pale liquid and ice. Her hand stilled as she reached into her bag.
She stiffened as a hot body pressed close enough to invade her personal space. A tanned hand, long fingered and masculine, reached past her to place a twenty on the bar. The white French cuff peeking from beneath a black sleeve drew her attention as the man’s warm hand firmly touched her lower back.
Chills went down her spine when a deep voice said, "This is for the lady's drink, and I'll have bourbon and branch."
Startled by the unexpected touch and the order of an old fashioned southern gentleman’s drink, Tess took her glass. She turned toward a solid wall of man. Her gaze took in the white shirt, the tanned neck, and square jaw. Amused eyes the color of whiskey stared into hers. His hard arm circled her waist. The other reached past her to take his drink. Tess felt herself being guided toward a table.
"Hi, Tess." He smiled. "You still look sensational in red. Like what you've done with your hair. It's not as long or as blonde as I remember, but I like it. Tess?"
"Oh, hi, yourself," Tess replied, despite her slight disorientation. The nametag said Will Samuels, but this man looked like a hard wall of badass man. His nearness set her pulse racing. He looked wonderful, levels above her, even spruced up as she was tonight.
“You look – different but great.”
"I didn't expect to see you, Will Samuels. I heard you didn't come to these." Tess hoped she didn’t sound like a teen with a crush.
"I don’t, usually. I heard the same thing about you. I'm glad you decided to come this time. I was afraid I'd be alone here among the hostiles."
His mocking expression didn’t hide the pain of rejection. His eyes warmed to deep amber as he watched her over the glass he raised to his sensuous lips. There was no missing his admiration. Thank you, Lord, for this.

Buy Link
https://www.amazon.com/Cost-Deception-Protective-Book-ebook/dp/B076FLTTHB/

About Mary
Mary Marvella grew up with storytellers, so telling stories came naturally. She is a former teacher who now tells stories with the aid of her laptop. Mary is a Georgia girl and southern from the inside out. She now tutors and loves working with students one-on-one. Mary loves to share the stories her characters tell her. She hopes readers laugh with her characters and cry with them. Mary has published novels, novellas and short stories. 

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BLURB
Jared Fraser, a landscape business owner in Hobart, Australia, sets out for a holiday to the USA to travel along the Route 66 in a motorhome. Looking forward to his first holiday overseas, he’s excited as he prepares himself for the journey. But little could’ve prepared him for crossing paths with a beautiful hitchhiker.
 
Will he be able to put his past aside and grab onto happiness?
 
Ivy Bennett thought leaving her boyfriend would be the hard part. It doesn’t take long to figure out how wrong she was. As she struggles with making a new start in her life, the last person she expects to lead her to happiness is a laid-back Australian on vacation.
 
But she will have to say goodbye again? And not only to Jared.
 
EXCERPT
Ivy enjoyed being with Jared. During their drive towards the Grand Canyon he told her of his home and described as much of Tasmania as possible.
“I always imagined Australia to be hot with white beaches and beautiful water.”
“That’s up in the north in Queensland,” he explained. “We have spectacular beaches as well. Tasmania is a small island in the very south. The last step before the Antarctica, so to speak.”
“That sounds cold!”
He laughed. “It clearly isn’t Queensland.” Settling his gaze on her, he continued, “But it has beautiful beaches as well. And a wonderful marine life. And the mountains. We have some stunning mountains in Tassie.”
“Tassie?”
“Tasmania.”
“It sounds beautiful.”
He agreed. “Yes, it is. One of the best places on earth.”
Once they arrived at the National Park, they found a parking spot and walked towards the edge of the Canyon. She touched his arm to get his attention. Not that she needed to. His attentive nature drew her to him, and she couldn’t get enough of listening to him.
“I feel bad that you pay for everything,” she said in a low voice.
Jared waved his hand. “Nah. It’s only money and luckily the Australian dollar is—”
“Whether you can or can’t afford it, it doesn’t matter. I don’t like it.”
He stopped and turned towards her, causing heat inside her body. Her breath caught but she kept walking, yet, it took him only a few steps to catch up with her and, by way of placing his hand on her shoulder, to stop her.
“Wanna tell me why?”
Avoiding his stare, she lifted her shoulder in a casual shrug.
“A shrug is not really an answer, ya know that, right?”
Yes, she knew that. How could she tell him that she’d left Dylan because he’d spent all the money she’d worked so hard for? She didn’t want to be in the same situation, as in spending someone else’s hard-earned money. But deep inside she didn’t want to hurt Jared, either. She was enjoying her time with him so much, she wasn’t ready for it to end because of some silly pride.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a little squirrel in the bushes and despite some guilt inside, it was a perfect distraction.
“Look!” she said louder than she’d intended. “A squirrel.”
With great relief, she noticed how her devious plan had worked. Jared quickly grabbed his camera and kneeled down to get the best shot possible of this little creature.
Kneeling next to him, she asked, “Don’t you have squirrels?”
Still trying to get that perfect photo of the little creature, he whispered, “Nope.”

BIO
Iris Blobel was born and raised in Germany and only immigrated to Australia in the late 1990s. Having had the travel bug most of her life, Iris spent quite some time living in Scotland, London as well as Canada where she met her husband. Her love for putting her stories onto paper has only emerged recently, but now her laptop is a constant companion.
 
Iris resides west of Melbourne with her husband and her two beautiful daughters.
 
Next to her job at a private school, she also presents a German Program at the local Community Radio.
  
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