January Valentine Contemporary & New Adult Romance,
Paranormal Romance, Thrillers, Horror Books
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Beneath a full, blood moon, on the way home from his
girlfriend's house, Jack Bailey encounters something
terrifying at Phantom Lake. Fleeing the unknown, he
dumps his bike and is found unconscious, his body
tangled with a naked girl. Jack struggles to regain
memory and the use of his legs, while fighting a sudden
urge for raw meat and to bay at the moon. Wheel Wolf is
a story of unconditional love that lives beyond the
grave, and a relentless fight for retribution. An
Amazon bestseller in
Love Dreams Contemporary
Romance Drama for Mature Readers
She's a beautiful
wreck who hates men, but loves animals. Beaten and left
for dead, she suffers from night terrors. When she keeps
running into a gorgeous guy things heat up, but memories
of abuse dampen the fire.
He's handsome. He's wealthy. He's in a wheelchair. His
entire life has changed, and the past months have been
hell. But there's a bright spot in Michael's life:
Sienna, an adorable klutz who seems to always be
falling, so why can't she fall for him? He offers her a
ride, not his lap, but that's where she ends up when he
comes to her aid after she's had too much to drink. This
is the beginning of the hit and miss love affair.
she strangled her packages, her hobo slid from her
shoulder scraping her inner arm, then caught at her
wrist. The momentum tossed three plump grapefruit out of
a bag, up into the air. They hit the ground like mini
basketballs. Blood rushed to her head that began to
throb. Sure Dyson would pop up at any moment, she could
almost hear his throaty laugh as he reminded her he had
offered to help her to her car.
“Let me give you a hand.” The voice behind her was
rugged and smooth. If oozing nectar poured sound, it
would have been his voice.
Sienna couldn’t catch the grapefruit, but kept her
balance as she pulled her sandal free, managing not to
twist an ankle as she spun.
dynamic shoulder span was the first thing to strike
before her eyes jumped to his face. A breeze whipped his
hair into loose mocha waves that gathered at his neck.
He flicked away strands snagged by his lashes, then
simply stared. More ...
Sweet Dreams Psychological
Thriller Horror Serial Killer Book for Mature Readers
A serial killer is on the loose,
moving up the East Coast, leaving bodies & notes.
Planting roses in his victims. Leonardo Gibraldi,
Baltimore’s sexy Assistant DA, is tracking the fiend
who’s responsible for the grisly murder of his
ex-girlfriend. Leo’s out for revenge — so is the killer.
Between hunting the madman, and fighting off beautiful
women, Leo’s got his hands full. There's one break in
the case: An eye witness who says, “It doesn’t look
Gibraldi!” The female voice carried easily across the
street; she made his name sound like an opera. The girl
in the red, thigh-skimming skirt waved her arms
frantically as if flagging a cab to escape a
thunderstorm, or a dark night when a killer was on the
loose. “Mr. Gibraldi!” she yelled again. “Your phone!”
strained to see what the girl had in her hand. My
patted his jacket pocket. After reporting in to Ginger
at his Baltimore office, he’d been so upset, he must
have left the phone on the crowded desk of the coroner’s
“Hold on—” Her voice was closer now. Through her white
silk blouse, Leo couldn’t help but notice how the girl’s
breasts heaved and jiggled as she ran across the street
to meet him. Breathless, “So glad I caught you,” she
said in a gasp. “Saves me the trouble of mailing this to
you.” The girl with the beautiful voice held up the
phone, then shoved it into Leo’s chest.
fluorescents in the coroner’s office hadn’t done this
redhead justice. In sunlight, her eyes were turquoise
and translucent. Leo felt as if he was staring into the
Caribbean. He cocked his head, furrowed his chestnut
brows. “You’re the coroner’s assistant.” With a smooth
voice, he reminded the girl who she was.
would never forget the death photo of the rosebud
dangling morbidly from Gina’s sealed and puckered mouth.
Was that what he’d smelled inside the coroner’s office? Roses?
would never think of roses the same way again.
Gina’s love note finished with the words: Mommy’s
here to tuck you in slut - and to help you keep your big
mouth shut. I’m holding the scissors now. Sweet Dreams,
tried to decipher the meaning of the note. More...
Head Over Wheels New
Adult Romance Drama for readers over 17
Head Over Wheels is a
400 page roller coaster of emotions featuring Jewelia,
who is just finishing college. Being a member of the
NYPD has been her lifelong dream. Things are going as
planned until she meets Indigo, the hot med student who
sends her flying head over heels. Which is not to be
confused with Head Over Wheels.
inhaled deeply, trying to unclench my jaw. “What a mess
this is turning into.”
“Only if we let it.” His lips found their way to my ear.
“Can I call you during the week?”
lay my palms on his chest, easing him forward, gazing
into his eyes. He must have seen uncertainty on my face
because he added, “I’ll call this time. And we’ll make
plans for my next night off — a night we’re both free.
Are you good with that?”
Nose to nose, he had me pinned, his arms stretched out
before him, palms flat against the wall. There I stood,
locked between his forearms, and he was closing in.
Those eyes ... dark as the
night surrounding us ... penetrating ... searching.
“Can I kiss you?” he whispered.
“You already did in the club.”
the way I want to kiss you now.” More ...
Paranormal Fantasy Romance, book one of Island of
Six unruly teens are abducted on
their way to a juvie home. Dumped onto an uncharted
island. Could things get any worse? Hell, yeah.
Hostility and envy run rampant. Throw in some alphas,
divas and demons, and what do you have? Beautiful
Experiment. Book One of the Island of Defiance Trilogy.
it or not you’re here because your parent, your parents,
legal guardians, or the state you reside in couldn’t
figure out what else to do with you. Because you’re all
troublemakers. Misfits. A threat to society. Now line
up. It’s time for roll call. And watch
your mouth, boy.”
“You can say fuck and I can’t? What makes you so
special?” The tall one bares a row of even teeth, white
as the bleached shells littering the shore.
“When you’ve lived as many years as I have, you can say
anything you want. But now, under my charge, you won’t
curse, you won’t be disrespectful, you won’t argue.
What’s your name,
boy?” Father growls.
boy jerks his chin. “What’s it to you?”
“Interested in testing my Taser?” Father takes aim with
his walking stick.
boy sizes him up. His jaw pulses. “Reese Daniels.”
There’s a Winslow on the list, so it’s obviously her. I
lift my brows. Offer something of a grin. “You must be
Gabriella.” When her head tilts, she shoots a shocking
blue stare in my direction, freezing me on the spot. For
a moment I’m lost. I can just about move my pen to
scratch a check beside her name. I’m speechless, because
there aren’t any words for something so beautiful.
Porcelain skin envelops her sculpted features. A full,
rosy pout emphasizes a cupid’s bow any guy would love to
run his tongue over. I drag my gaze from her face, only
to be ambushed by her body, and have to fight the urge
to pull those luscious curves against me. If my eyes
weren’t glued to her, I’d be doing some double-takes.
She rocks a thigh-high denim skirt and tank top the
color of her lips, which must be naturally pink, because
the way she’s chewing on them only deepens their color.
need to call my parents.” Speaking directly to me, she
swipes her face with tapered fingers, nails polished
maroon, the color of her glistening cheeks. “I feel like
I just woke up to a nightmare. I don’t understand any of
this.” Her head lowers, and I’m no longer able to see
her eyes. I’m myself again. More ...
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