Wings of Vengeance by Cameo Renae

 Wings of Vengeance (Hidden Wings Series Book 5) 

By Cameo Renae

"Don't mistake my silence for weakness, but the devising of my revenge."

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Genre: YA Paranormal Romance

Publisher: CHBB

Cover Design: Regina Wamba at Mae I Design Photography

Edited by: Victoria Schmitz - Crimson Tide Editorial

Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb: No one knows of Lucian’s long-held secret—a recently transformed Nephilim daughter. Unfortunately for the Gray house, Lilith believes Emma is the one responsible for killing her father, and her deep-rooted hatred has turned into an envious obsession.

Powerful, with wings as dark as night, revenge consumes Lilith’s every thought, only to be fueled by Lucifer’s lies. Her newly transformed gifts have raised the danger level. Her aim is to strip Emma from everyone she loves, and has Lucifer’s Fallen warriors to aid in her task.

Receiving help from Midway, Emma reconnects with friends of old and new, and hopes it will be enough to keep them all alive.

My family is what keeps my heart beating, and my world a happy place to be.

I was born in San Francisco, raised in Maui, Hawaii, and recently moved with my husband and children to Alaska.

I'm a daydreamer, a caffeine and peppermint addict. I love to laugh, love to read, and love to escape reality. One of my greatest joys is creating fantasy worlds filled with adventure and romance, and sharing it with others.

One day I hope to find my own magic wardrobe, and ride away on a magical unicorn. Until then...I'll keep writing!

Favorite quote: "The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge, but imagination." Albert Einstein

HAPPY READING!

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Chapter 1

“Emma, wake up.” I blinked several times, trying to focus in the darkness, only to find Kade’s distraught eyes hovering close by. “Another nightmare?” he asked.

I nodded, wiping the beads of sweat from my brow and then cuddled close to him, resting my head on his chest. The beating of his heart had a way of calming my anxiety, soothing my every fear.

“Maybe you should talk to Alaine,” he whispered, pressing his lips to the top of my head.

“I’ll talk to her in the morning,” I exhaled.

“You’re shaking.” His hands rubbed down my arms. “Was it about me?”

I could sense a hint of concern in his voice.

“No,” I breathed. “It was about Alaine this time.”

I tried to erase the visions of her scorched and blistered body from my mind, but it was still there. In full color. Terrorizing me. The smell of smoke was still lingering in my nose, and the heat of the flames still felt warm on my skin.

I didn’t want to worry anyone with my troubles, but it was the third time this week I’d woken Kade with these horrifying nightmares. Every night it was a different loved one, and they were getting stronger as they progressed.

What was most unnerving was the shadowy figure with onyx wings present in every one. I could never make out the face but could sense its twisted pleasure as it watched me suffer.

I’d had enough of watching my loved ones endure horrible and painful deaths. Although they were nightmares, the pain was real and lingered for days after. It was something I couldn’t just erase. These dreams ate at my soul, keeping me tight in its cold, indifferent arms, holding on through my waking hours.

I prayed they weren’t premonitions, and I prayed Kade wouldn’t be in any future nightmares. I’d watched him suffer in real life, and it’d shattered my entire being. Now that we were bonded, watching it happen again would kill me.

I glanced over at the clock. It was four in the morning, but I didn’t want to go back to sleep.

“Where are you going?” Kade asked as I slipped from the warmth of his arms.

“To make some coffee and read the book Lia sent me.”

“You sure you don’t want to stay here with me?”

“You know I do, I just don’t want to go back to sleep.”

His hazel eyes swirled with desire. “I didn’t say we had to sleep.”

“Are you seducing me, Mr. Anders?”

A grin played on his lips as he pulled the covers down. “Maybe.”

“Well then,” I exhaled, jumping in next to him. “Coffee can wait.”

NEW RELEASE: 1980: You Shook Me All Night Long by Casey L. Bond

Title: 1980: You Shook Me All Night Long

Author: Casey L. Bond

Genre: 80’s New Adult

Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

Blurb: My name is Tina. I’m a freshman at USC, a good student and friend…

And I’m a victim.

Hot guys make my brain turn to mush. So, the fact that I was arrested then survived a massive earthquake only to be shackled to the fox next to me can all be overlooked, right?

Okay, so I was arrested before I met Luke. A tremor that caused a blackout at the LAPD precinct where we were being held. Although technically, I wasn’t shackled to him, I was handcuffed, but still. Any and all lapses in my usual—totally sane, I might add—judgments, are his fault. Totally.

I wouldn’t typically do the things I did. I’m no outlaw. I’m a college student.

**********

1980: You Shook Me All Night Long is the first of ten contemporary romance, new adult, stand-alone stories set in the 1980s. Written by award-winning and bestselling authors, the novellas will be released each month January - October in 2016.

Award-winning author Casey L. Bond resides in Milton, West Virginia with her husband and their two beautiful daughters. When she’s not busy being a domestic goddess and chasing her baby girls, she loves to write young adult and new adult fiction. You can find more information about Bond’s books via the following links: Website: www.authorcaseybond.com Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorcaseybond Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorCaseyBond

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Wings of Vengeance by Cameo Renae

Title: Wings of Vengeance (Hidden Wings Series, Book Five)

Author: Cameo Renae

Genre: YA Paranormal Romance

Publisher: CHBB

Cover Design: Regina Wamba at Mae I Design Photography

Edited by: Victoria Schmitz - Crimson Tide Editorial

Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb: No one knows of Lucian’s long-held secret—a recently transformed Nephilim daughter. Unfortunately for the Gray house, Lilith believes Emma is the one responsible for killing her father, and her deep-rooted hatred has turned into an envious obsession.

Powerful, with wings as dark as night, revenge consumes Lilith’s every thought, only to be fueled by Lucifer’s lies. Her newly transformed gifts have raised the danger level. Her aim is to strip Emma from everyone she loves, and has Lucifer’s Fallen warriors to aid in her task.

Receiving help from Midway, Emma reconnects with friends of old and new, and hopes it will be enough to keep them all alive.

My family is what keeps my heart beating, and my world a happy place to be.

I was born in San Francisco, raised in Maui, Hawaii, and recently moved with my husband and children to Alaska.

I'm a daydreamer, a caffeine and peppermint addict. I love to laugh, love to read, and love to escape reality. One of my greatest joys is creating fantasy worlds filled with adventure and romance, and sharing it with others.

One day I hope to find my own magic wardrobe, and ride away on a magical unicorn. Until then...I'll keep writing!

Favorite quote: "The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge, but imagination." Albert Einstein

HAPPY READING!

Follow me on: Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/CameoRenaeFanPage Blog: http://cameorenae.blogspot.com/ Website: http://cameorenae.com 

Twitter: @CameoRenae 

Buy Links: 

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1nhsSTY

Chapter 1

“Emma, wake up.” I blinked several times, trying to focus in the darkness, only to find Kade’s distraught eyes hovering close by. “Another nightmare?” he asked.

I nodded, wiping the beads of sweat from my brow and then cuddled close to him, resting my head on his chest. The beating of his heart had a way of calming my anxiety, soothing my every fear.

“Maybe you should talk to Alaine,” he whispered, pressing his lips to the top of my head.

“I’ll talk to her in the morning,” I exhaled.

“You’re shaking.” His hands rubbed down my arms. “Was it about me?”

I could sense a hint of concern in his voice.

“No,” I breathed. “It was about Alaine this time.”

I tried to erase the visions of her scorched and blistered body from my mind, but it was still there. In full color. Terrorizing me. The smell of smoke was still lingering in my nose, and the heat of the flames still felt warm on my skin.

I didn’t want to worry anyone with my troubles, but it was the third time this week I’d woken Kade with these horrifying nightmares. Every night it was a different loved one, and they were getting stronger as they progressed.

What was most unnerving was the shadowy figure with onyx wings present in every one. I could never make out the face but could sense its twisted pleasure as it watched me suffer.

I’d had enough of watching my loved ones endure horrible and painful deaths. Although they were nightmares, the pain was real and lingered for days after. It was something I couldn’t just erase. These dreams ate at my soul, keeping me tight in its cold, indifferent arms, holding on through my waking hours.

I prayed they weren’t premonitions, and I prayed Kade wouldn’t be in any future nightmares. I’d watched him suffer in real life, and it’d shattered my entire being. Now that we were bonded, watching it happen again would kill me.

I glanced over at the clock. It was four in the morning, but I didn’t want to go back to sleep.

“Where are you going?” Kade asked as I slipped from the warmth of his arms.

“To make some coffee and read the book Lia sent me.”

“You sure you don’t want to stay here with me?”

“You know I do, I just don’t want to go back to sleep.”

His hazel eyes swirled with desire. “I didn’t say we had to sleep.”

“Are you seducing me, Mr. Anders?”

A grin played on his lips as he pulled the covers down. “Maybe.”

“Well then,” I exhaled, jumping in next to him. “Coffee can wait.”

New Release: Beautifully Undone by Susan Griscom

Title: Beautifully Undone

Series #: The Beaumont Brothers  Author: Susan Griscom

Genre: Contemporary, New Adult Coming of Age

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He was broken.

Full of hate and sorrow.

Asher Beaumont never asked for much in life. All he wanted was to play his guitar, write music, and be recognized and loved by his father. Unfortunately, that last desire was never realized. The bastard died when Asher was just a kid. Then thirteen years later, his mother dies of a brain tumor, shattering him even more and leaving him hating everyone around him, except for his two best friends, Melody Stevens and her brother, Teddy.

Melody Stevens has crushed on her best friend, Asher Beaumont her entire life. But it’s always been a secret passion. Never something she’d act upon. But when she tells Asher she’s prepared—and determined—to lose her virginity to a guy he considers to be nothing more than a cad who sleeps with anything that wears a skirt, her best friend offers her a proposition she can’t really refuse.

When Asher stumbles across a letter left by his mother before her death, begging him to seek out his half-brothers, he and Melody begin a journey of discovery. Their travels lead them to the two brothers he has spent his life despising because they had the life he always wanted. While on their trip, they discover a miracle they never, ever considered. 

A stand-alone, book 3 of The Beaumont Brothers Series with a HEA for Adults 18+

Melody

“I’ll let you buy me that Irish Coffee you promised me now. I think my fingers are about to fall off they’re so cold,” I said.

“If I remember correctly, and I think I do, it was you who offered to buy me the coffee.”

I shrugged. “Yeah, but you have more money than I do.”

The coffee house was jam-packed with wall-to-wall people. It was Friday night, and the city was already booming with weekend tourists. We made our way to the counter after standing in line for about ten minutes, and Ash ordered two Irish Coffees, one heavy on the whipped cream; that was his. The more whipped cream, the better as far as he was concerned.

“Mmmm…” I hummed as the smooth, sweet cream mixed with the coffee and whiskey goodness warmed my throat. Ash laughed, and I frowned when I looked up at him as his finger swiped across the tip of my nose. He held up his whipped-cream-covered fingertip before sticking it in his mouth, sucking it dry. My stomach jittered then knotted. Wow. He was so sexy. I’d always thought so, but now, in this light, his green eyes twinkled and his tanned face made him look just like one of the cover model guys I drooled over in my escape world of reading romance novels. My heart thumped and I had to look away, trying to focus on something less…Asher.

I needed to concentrate on something real. Not that Ash wasn’t real. But, I mean, a real, possible relationship. The only problem was, most guys I knew were friends with Ash and always treated me as if I were one of the guys, just like Ash did.

I once overheard Asher tell Brent that he’d pummel the life out of any guy who ever tried to get into my pants. Not that getting into my pants was ever going to happen with any of those runts, but he did manage to scare the crap out of all of them whenever the subject of me came up. It used to make me feel good and special that he cared about me and wanted to protect me, but now that we were both into our twenties, I just wished he’d let up a bit. How would I ever find a boyfriend with Asher’s daunting threats forever fresh on every male’s mind this side of the bay bridge? You’d almost think that Ash wanted me for himself, but I knew that would never happen. His feelings for me were strong, as strong as mine for him, but his were more of a sister/brother pull that kept us close, not the physical attraction mine were.

“Hi, Ash,” Lisa Stone sidled up against Ash’s arm. “So sorry about your mom. Let me know if I can do anything for you, okay?”

“Thanks,” Ash responded and eyed me over the edge of his cup as he took a sip.

“Hi, Mel. Heard you two playing in the courtyard earlier. You are so good,” she said, placing her hand upon Ash’s shoulder. “When are you performing again at the Tank?”

“Tomorrow night,” Ash supplied.

“I’ll be there. See you then.” She turned and headed toward a table in the back where a small group of men and women were gathered.

I turned in the other direction, not wanting to watch Ash’s gaze follow Lisa’s rear end.

“What?” he said when he finally glanced back at me.

“Nothing,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“Don’t give me that, ‘nothing,’ Mel. She’s nice.”

“Sure. Whatever you say.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing!”

“I know you better than you know yourself, Melody Grace Stevens, and when you say nothing and roll your eyes, there is definitely something.”

“Okay. It just seems like she’s throwing herself and her very large breasts at you all the time. It’s rather embarrassing how she comes across so needy.”

“Needy? I thought it was sexy.”

“You would. Look, I don’t care. It’s none of my business who with or where you get your jollies off.” If that’s the type of woman Ash was attracted to, no wonder he and I had never become anything more than friends.

I turned to see Alex walk through the door. Ash stiffened and sucked up the rest of his coffee. “Are you about finished?”

“No, what’s your hurry?” I asked, only halfway finished with my coffee.

I glanced back toward Alex. He wore a light grey denim shirt, the sleeves rolled up just below his elbows, showing off some cool tattoos on his forearms. The veins protruding as he reached up and swiped his hair off his forehead. He looked good. Really good. Almost as good as Ash. I quickly averted my eyes, not wanting him to know I’d been ogling him as he headed over toward us.

Ash knew Alex from way back in high school, but the few times I’d seen them both in the same room together, Ash always seemed a bit put off or uneasy.

“Hey, Melody. I’ve been looking for you,” Alex said, putting his arm around my shoulder when he reached us. Ash looked on, frowning.

“I’m right here,” I said with a slight giggle.

“I have two tickets to see Maroon Five at the Shoreline next Friday night. Wanna go?”

“Okay. Sure,” I said, sucking in my bottom lip, dying inside with excitement at the prospect of a real date with a real guy. I mean someone other than Asher Beaumont. Ash and I went everywhere together, so they never seemed like dates. And they weren’t, of course.

Susan Griscom writes paranormal and contemporary romance. She's hooked on gritty romances and is a huge fan of superheroes and bad boys confronted with extraordinary forces of nature, powers, and abilities beyond the norm mixed with steamy romance, of course.

She loves those days when she gets to sit around in her sweat pants, doing nothing but writing emotionally charged stories about love and violence, and drinking coffee.

Susan lives in Northern California with her romantic husband and together they have five great superhero kids and eight mini-superhero grand kids, so far.

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