Mallory’s Mark by Erzabet Bishop

 
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Mallory’s Mark
Demons in Darkness Book Two
Erzabet Bishop
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Length: Novel
Word Count: 57545
Page Count: 256
Price: 4.99
ISBN: 978-1-947135-03-1
Release Date: 2017-05-11

 
Hotter than Hell and eager for sin…
 
Mallory is having a bad year, even for a succubus. Her adorable dog has transformed into the Devil himself, and she can’t catch a date without someone dropping dead in her wake. Now a hot shifter detective is on Mallory’s trail, and things are about to get dicey. Even a trip for a cut and curl can’t ease her spirits. After Mallory rescues a dog in distress, her luck might finally be turning around. Sometimes the one you save saves you right back, and maybe that sexy investigator will turn out to be exactly what she needs as well. But someone from Mallory’s past has a score to settle, and her hot new boyfriend may just end up on the menu.
 
All that glitters could be murderous…
 
Detective Bryce Richardson is a werewolf on a mission. A murderer is stalking the city streets, and all signs point to one very gorgeous lady with a string of one-night stands and a growing pile of bodies. Watching her with her blind rescue dog tugs on his heartstrings, and he finds himself falling for his chief suspect, hook, line, and sinker. A true mate is hard to find and when his animal speaks, he’s learned to listen. But can Bryce keep his head long enough to solve the murders, or will he be next in the killer’s sights?
 
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Excerpt 1:
 Bryce watched the blonde woman sitting alone at the table on the outskirts of the bar. Nursing his drink, he sloshed the remaining amber liquid in the glass and pondered going over and talking to her. Pretty and petite, he had a feeling she would be interesting to talk to. At one point, she’d met his gaze and something tripped inside him, making the bold comment he’d planned sink into wordless nothing.
His wolf howled, pacing beneath his skin, definitely interested, the call to mate nearly boiling under his skin. Was she any different than the others? Barflies, he was learning, were not helping in his search.
There was no mystery as to what that meant in the shifter world. His animal had found a woman he wanted as a mate. But that didn’t mean his human side necessarily agreed. He should be gearing up to go to his pack’s gathering, but none of the females had caught his interest. And if not now, he couldn’t imagine that would change in the two months when he was expected to go. All unmated wolves were required to attend.
Fuck that.
His mate was right here, staring him in the face. But she wasn’t a shifter, and he had to take care. It would have been so much more simple if she had been. Chemistry would have taken over, and that would have been that.
If he were smart he would walk away and just plan on going to the gathering. But there was something about her, drawing him closer like a fly to honey. He’d walked by the table earlier, and her scent had snared him, his cock hardening.
Huh. Fly. The irony of the thought made him cringe.
Bryce had seen her here once or twice before, but she’d been with two guys. The one from before and another guy. They’d always laughed and had a good time. But today she’d been down, barely meeting the other guy’s conversation from the looks of it.
Interesting.
His wolf rumbled in his chest, unhappy with his choice to remain an observer. But something told him all wasn’t as it seemed. As soon as the thought came, it went as he watched the woman his wolf wanted as a mate.
He’d brought other women home, but it was always her in the back of his mind. No matter the curves. But damned if she wasn’t always dating some other guy. The man she was with before had gotten up and left, but she’d stayed. Was she meeting someone here?
She’d danced with one of the guys from the bar, but one song later and she was back at her table, a new drink in hand.
It was now or never. Before some other asshole decided to get in his way.
And he was tired of keeping his distance.
Fuck it.
He stood, his pulse thrumming under his skin and made his way over to her table. Her blonde hair cascaded down around her heart-shaped face, her eyes twinkling with merriment as she took him in.
“Is this seat taken?”
She glanced up at him, a smile playing at the corner of her lips. “Not anymore.”
 
 
 
 
Excerpt 2:
The little dog rested against Mallory’s chest. Exhausted from the events of the day, she carted her purse, the bottle of pills, bowls, a bag of kibble, her new prescription cards and the cans of wet food the vet seemed to think were must-haves all the way up the stairs to her second-floor apartment.
The vet had woken them both up after about an hour to check the pup’s progress and then carted him away for a quick bath. The dog returned to her promptly, tail wagging, and they took off, the scorch marks still steaming from her credit card.
Ouch.
She could do this. Be the person the little guy needed. He didn’t have anyone else.
Yeah. And that’s worked out so well for you in the past.
She willed her internal voice to shut the hell up. Pets were different than men. And dogs were different than a goldfish. They told you when they were hungry. Or at least she thought they did.
He’d slept peacefully on the seat next to her all the way home, and when she stopped, he barely perked up as she jostled him and the rest of her parcels to her front door. Finagling her keys, she kicked the door open with her foot and shut it unceremoniously with her mud-covered ass.
“There.” She tossed the bags onto the kitchen counter and carried the little guy back with her to the bathroom.
“Shower time, kiddo.”
This was going to be weird. Mallory nibbled on her lip and pondered what to do with him while she was in the shower. Terrence wasn’t a problem. She knew what to expect from him, but this little, unnamed pup was something else entirely. The vet had also told her to make sure there was nothing that he could run into and hurt himself. After her shower, that was right up there on the list.
She lowered the little dog down on the floor, towel and all, just inside the bathroom and hustled to the bedroom closet to divest herself of her clothes. She felt disgusting. Covered in mud and hair and God only knew what else, it was time to get clean.
A yip sounded down the hall, and she hurriedly stripped. Dropping her clothes in the hamper, Mallory streaked back down the hall to the bathroom. The little dog had gotten up and started exploring, bumping into everything in sight.
And why did she get the distinct scent of brimstone?
Huh.
Go figure.
“Hey there, buddy. How you doing?” The little dog whined and made his way tentatively toward her. She scooped him up and gave him a kiss on the forehead. “Well, hi there.” He gave her a look and nuzzled his head against her cheek, his little tail wagging.
“What do you think I should I name you?” She really had no idea. The dog nosed her again and gave a snort. “What do you think of Doodle?”
The dog made a little whining sound, and his eyes took on a distinct shade of red.
“Well, I don’t hear you making any suggestions.”
That explained a few things. Puppy in the street when Luc had told her to get her hair done. Only an idiot wouldn’t put two and two together. Her bestie had sent her a hellhound.
Mallory grinned. She should have known he wouldn’t forget to make sure she was protected.
Mallory reached over and shut the bathroom door. “You stay in here while I get cleaned up. Then we’ll feed you and talk about the rest, OK?”
The little dog cocked his head and wrinkled his forehead as if he were trying to figure out what she was saying.
“Here.” Mallory reached inside the bathroom closet and plucked out a large towel. She reached under the vanity and laid out the towel, bunching it up to be sort of like a dog bed.
Then it hit her. She hadn’t gotten him a bed.
“We’ll get you fixed up, sweetie. Don’t you worry about a thing.” But she knew getting a dog bed was probably going to be a futile endeavor. Terrence had slept with her every night, and part of her hoped the little guy would be similarly inclined. She’d never slept so well in her life as when she’d had his tiny warmth snuggled up next to her. Inviting the devil into your bed for night nights should have given her nightmares. As long as he was a cute little Chihuahua everything was fine. Luc was a gentleman.
Speaking of Luc. She went back to her purse and snagged her phone, shooting him a pic of the dog.
Your replacement. Traitor.
Let him sink his teeth into that for a bit. Mallory grinned and went back to her shower preparations.
“Why don’t you lay down here, honey?” She picked up the dog and deposited him in the towel bed. “Stay here.” She turned on the shower and jumped underneath the warm spray, letting the water take away the grime, grit, and mud from her day.
Mallory should have known it was too quiet. Strawberry shampoo and lavender soap reinvigorated her, and as she stepped out onto the mat, she felt her toes sink into something warm and squishy. Then the smell hit her.
“Ugh! Doodle!”
The dog raised its head from the towel and snuggled in deeper.
At least he was beginning to know his name.
“You…you…ugh!” Mallory put her foot back in the shower, wrenching on the water and removing the sprayer from the showerhead above it. Squirting the unholy mess off of her foot, she soaped it and sprayed it again. “That was nasty.”
Mallory emerged from the tub and cursed. She’d forgotten to grab a towel for herself from the bar across the room. Edging around the poop and dripping water everywhere, Mallory stepped onto the rug and carefully navigated her feet to avoid touching it again.
How could such a huge pile of crap come out of such a small dog? Mallory curled her lip in disgust, and she looked at the dog with horrified wonder.
She kicked the rug over and reached for a towel, trailing water across the floor.
“Great.”
Tucking the towel around her, she started to go for the soiled rug when the doorbell rang.
 
 
 
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About the author:
Erzabet Bishop is a USA Today bestselling author who loves to write naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Crave, Snow (Three Times More Lucky Box Set), Malediction, Map of Bones, Sanguine Shadows,  Arcane (Prowlers and Growlers set), The Science of Lust, Wicked for You, Heart’s Protector, Burning for You, Taming the Beast, Mistletoe Kisses, Surrender, Torment (upcoming), Hedging Her Bets, Cat’s Got Her Tongue (upcoming), Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Mallory’s Mark,The Devil’s Due (upcoming), Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted Paddle Emporium (upcoming), Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The Black Magic Café, Sweet Seductions, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many anthologies. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies.
 
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Emilie Sjoberg is haunted by her past. As the manager of a Las Vegas sex club she’s no stranger to bindings, but she can’t shake the dreams that hold her down. Unable to remember the details of what happened, she’s determined to find out —no matter the cost.

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Mistaken Identity by M.C. Jackson

 

Title: Mistaken Identity

Author: M.C. Jackson

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: May 16, 2017

Blurb

 

The last time I saw my sister was the day before she

vanished from my life. I’ve spent the last five years searching for her,

clinging to the hope that one day I will find out what happened to her, but

every lead has ended up at a dead end.

Until now.

He took me because he thinks I’m Her.

 

My instinct is to run. I want to fight my way out of there,

but I can’t. This man is my only connection to my sister. I’ll do whatever it

takes to uncover the truth. Even if it means falling right into the arms of a

psychopath.

 

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Before my eyes even open, I know he’s watching me. I can

feel the weight of his stare. My heart plummets as any chance of this being a

dream disappears. Sure enough, as I roll over he comes into view, sitting in

the same spot he was before. I sit up, both embarrassed and curious at his

interest in watching me sleep.

“Thought you might be hungry,” he says, tossing a neatly

folded brown package on the bed. “It’s just a sandwich,” he adds, noting my

dubious expression.

As much as I want to throw it back in his face, my stomach

betrays me with a loud rumble. My face heats as I busy myself with opening the

thin layer of paper.

The bread is fresher than I expect and the aroma of ham

fills the air. I eat without coming up for air, partly due to being so damn

hungry and also because I have no idea when my next meal will be coming.

“Thanks,” I mutter, screwing the wrapper up into a tight

ball.

He hesitates and sits down next to me. My heart races at his

proximity and I shuffle over a few inches. He chuckles and rubs his jaw.

“You’re really taking this whole wide-eyed innocent act too

far,” he comments.

My mouth gapes. I have no idea how to respond to that. When

he reaches for my hand, I jump, and try to yank my arm away. His fingers close

around my wrist as he pulls me closer to him. I whimper. He’s so close I can

feel his warm breath on my neck.

“I’m sorry if I scared you earlier,” he says, his eyes

penetrating mine. I want to look away, but I can’t. “I’m just…you frustrate me

sometimes. I think you’re finally getting it and then you do something stupid

like this.”

“I don’t know who you are,” I whisper, shaking my head.

“Please, let me go. I wont tell anyone—”

“For fucks sake, Anna, will you quit this bullshit,” he

growls, pulling me to my feet. He steps backward, pushing his body against

mine, trapping me against the wall. Terrified, I try and push him back, but

he’s too strong. His six foot and well stacked frame easily overpowers me.

Suddenly, my blood runs cold. I gasp, struggling to breathe as his words repeat

in my head. One word. Anna. He called me Anna.

Oh god, oh god, oh god. It all makes sense now.

 

He thinks I’m her.

 

 

 

Author Bio

 

M.C. Jackson released her debut novel, Mistaken Identity, in

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The Knight by B.B. Reid

 

Title: The Knight

Series: Stolen Duet #2

Author: B.B. Reid

Genre: Romantic Suspense

 Release Date: May 3, 2017

 

Blurb

 

The Parties:

Angeles Knight

Mian Ross

 

The Order:

Angeles Knight orders the liberation of Mian Ross.

He’ll tear down their enemies, forsake his throne, and give his life to keep

her safe.

All Mian must do is forgive his betrayal and put her heart on the line.

Again.

 

The Debt:

His legacy.

 

The Bandit:

Angeles

The Sixth Knight

 

 

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B.B., ALSO KNOWN as Bebe, found her passion for romance when she read her first romance novel by Susan Johnson at a young age. She would sneak into her mother’s closet for books and even sometimes the attic. It soon became a hobby, and later an addiction, influencing her life in a positive way.

 

Bebe is fresh out of undergrad college and has always wondered about the existence of her talent. When she finally decided to pick up a metaphorical pen and start writing, she found a new way to embrace her passion.

 

She favors a romance that isn’t always easy on the eyes or heart, and loves to see characters grow–characters who are seemingly doomed from the start but find love anyway.

 

Fear Me, her debut novel, is the first of many.

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Made To Love by S. M. West

 

 

Title: Made to Love

Author: S.M. West

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: May 5, 2017

Blurb

Burned by love once before, divorcee Olivia Cassidy isn’t looking for a recipe for “happily ever after”. The first time she thought she found forever, it turned out to be a marriage with no sizzle and no spice.

 

Busy starting up her own business and raising two older children, love is the last thing Olivia is looking for—but when the sexy young chef Samson Beaulieu comes into her life, he’s suddenly mixing up something new.

 

Now it’s up to Sam to show Olivia how delectable their future can be. He may know how to heat things up—both in the kitchen and in the bedroom—but is Sam really made to love her?

 

 

 

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“Ladies, you left without saying goodbye,” he playfully admonishes, holding his hand over his heart like he’s wounded by our callous departure.

“We’re so sorry,” Erin purrs, stepping out from behind me to plant her palm on his forearm.

Sam briefly flicks his eyes to her before shifting to pin them on me, their sea green depths shimmering with something akin to hunger.

“Olivia, can we talk for a moment?”

Fits of giggles erupt from both Sin and Erin. Yes, these are my best friends, although I’m seriously reconsidering that at this moment as the two grown-ass women act like a bunch of star-struck teenagers.

Hanging my head in sheer embarrassment, I mutter, “Would you please leave us alone?”

Sam confidently inches closer to me, then it hits me—my friends’ lame outburst has diverted my attention from the real concern. Sam. I’m wildly turned on by this hot young man standing before me.

Stepping back, out of the circle of light, I’m plunged into darkness. Moving into the same spot I just vacated, his striking frame is illuminated by the fluorescent glow from above, like a spotlight beaming down on the main attraction. If I didn’t know he was a chef, I’d swear he was a model.

“I don’t usually do this,” he says.

“Do what?” I’m confused, my mind reeling and heart battering.

“Chase women.”

I snort. Real attractive, Olivia.

“Is that what you’re doing?” I quirk an eyebrow in question. He nods once, his smile still in place. “Well actually, come to think of it, of course you don’t. They usually fall at your feet,” I sarcastically add at the memory of the evening’s revolving door of women surrounding the kitchen. I bet tonight was an average turnout for him.

“Fall at my feet?” He chuckles, one side of his lips tipping up in amusement. “I must’ve missed that because I don’t remember any women at my feet. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have forgotten that.”

“I guess we see things differently,” I quip. “What do you want, Sam?”

“I want you to go out with me.”

Didn’t he get the hint? I shot him down in the restaurant. Damn, he’s beautiful. He could have anyone—so why me?

 

 

 

Author Bio

 

SM West was born on an island paradise on the shortest day and longest night of the year, Winter Solstice. Perhaps that’s why she’s a night owl? She loves romance and intrigue with intensity and edge. Her stories are about characters with brave hearts who fall wildly in love. If she’s not reading or writing, she’s hanging with her family, planning her next adventure, enjoying a glass of wine and indulging in chocolate.

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Den of Mercenaries by London Miller

 

 

Title: Den of Mercenaries (Volume One)
Author: London Miller
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 4, 2017
Blurb
Welcome to the Den …A mysterious, but powerful, man known only as The Kingmaker brought together a
team of mercenaries to become a weapon the likes of which no one has ever seen
before.

An unrivaled and merciless sniper …

A ruthless, yet charming thief …

A beautiful, but cunning spider …

They do his bidding if and when he calls with no exceptions, but beyond the
work they do, their lives are complicated, filled with both love and pain, hate
and lust.

Sometimes the line blurs between what’s right and what’s wrong.

Sometimes the line doesn’t exist at all.

Den of Mercenaries: Volume one includes the first four books in the Den of
Mercenaries series. Included in this bundle for a limited time are bonus scenes
featuring each couple, as well as the first look into how the Den came to be.

 

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With a degree in Creative Writing, London Miller has turned pen to paper, creating riveting fictional worlds where the bad guys are sometimes the good guys. Her debut novel, In the Beginning, is the first in the Volkov Bratva Series.She currently resides in Atlanta, Georgia with her husband and two puppies, where she drinks far too much Sprite, and spends her nights writing.

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