Nocturnia: The Prophecy – December 16th, 2017
Nocturnia: Her Dark Angel of the Night *RE-LAUNCH* – December 16th, 2017
Nocturnia: Her Dark Angel of the Night (Prequel)
Book Description: Scerina Johnson’s world is flipped upside down when a mysterious man enters her life. At first, he haunts her in her dreams only to find out he is indeed real and not only that, her guardian angel sent to watch over her and protect her.
But soon these two find themselves head over heels before they even realize what is going on as their love for one another grows stronger and deeper with each passing moment. She wonders where has he been all her life since he has been watching over from the moment that she was born. A man like this is a “Once in A Lifetime Kind Of Man,” who happens to be a fallen angel who is a Vampire Prince of another world.
But things are not so easy for them as his evil twin brother has sinister plans for her and anyone who is close and dear to her. Their love is forbidden, but they are destined to be together to save mankind as well as protect mankind.
: : WORD OF WARNING : : THIS BOOK CONTAINS HEAVY SEXUAL & ADULT CONTENT : : FOR MATURE AUDIENCE (18+) ONLY : :
Nocturnia: The Prophecy (Book One)
Book Description: Now living in the vampire kingdom of Nocturnia with her dark Vampire Prince Fiancé Cross Vladislad, Scerina Johnson is now a powerful witch. Learning how to hone and understand her newly received powers from her soon-to-be sister in law Fairuza Vladislad, a more experienced witch who is also an Oracle.
Together they go up against the evil Vampire Queen Evangeline, who is also another powerful witch and mother to both Cross & Kain Vladislad.
Queen Evangeline will stop at nothing to have Scerina by her side so that she could steal her powers. While Kain will do anything including killing his twin brother to have Scerina as his vampire bride.
It is foretold by an ancient prophecy that both Scerina & Cross are meant to be together for they are the great protectors of mankind. Together they will give birth to a whole new generation of vampires who will protect not only mankind but also the immortal world as well.
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About the author:
Scerina Elizabeth is a North American of Jamaican descent who lives in the New England region of the United States of America. She is a new, up and coming author who enjoys writing Paranormal Romance and Paranormal Erotica stories as well as Poetry. She also enjoys reading Paranormal Romance & Paranormal Erotica stories. Her favorite books include but are by no means limited to: Anne Rice’s “Vampire Chronicles” series, Bella Forrest’s “Shade Of Vampire” series, E.M. Knight’s “Vampire Gift” series, Terry Bolryder’s “Rent-A-Dragon” series, and Stacy Claflin’s “Transformed” series. Her favorite authors are: Anne Rice, Stephen King, Bella Forrest, E.M. Knight, Terry Bolryder, and Stacy Clafflin.
She also enjoys meeting new people, especially her fans, as well as making new friends and photography. She is a very down-to-earth woman who is fiercely protective of those near and dear to her heart.
He’ll do anything to protect her. Even if it means letting her go.
Tate Jackson made a big mistake. No, a monumental one. He picked the wrong place to introduce his wife, Cassie, to the alluring lifestyle they’d fantasized about.
Instinct told him to get her out of the poor excuse for a sex club—but he didn’t. And she was assaulted because of his carelessness. He’ll do anything to protect her from another traumatic experience, even if it means making the agonizing choice to convince his wife he no longer loves her. Cassie’s not buying it. In fact, Tate is the last person she blames for that horrific night.
She’s willing to give him the space he thinks he needs to get his head straight, but when divorce papers arrive, she realizes she’s out of time. She has twenty-eight days to figure out why Tate is ruining a perfect marriage. Twenty-eight days to figure out what he’s hiding. But when she learns the truth, she has to decide if her heart can take the strain of piecing their love back together.
Warning: Dirty tactics, dirtier sex, ropes, masks, guilty consciences, and love stretched so far, no one escapes unchanged. Not even you, dear reader.
Leo Petrova has a dirty secret that’s about to get blown wide open. The exclusive VIP area hidden beneath his night club, Shot of Sin, is short staffed a bartender. The only available replacement is Shay—his temptation, his distraction—the sole woman he refuses to escort down the secret staircase. She has no clue about the private adult club that lies beneath her feet and he’d prefer to keep it that way. The Vault of Sin is the only place he can let his sexual proclivities run wild and he’s learned the hard way that Shay is too virtuous to be comfortable in the erotic environment.
Shay Porter is curious as to why her boss, the king of mixed messages, seems almost desperate to keep her from discovering what’s on the other side of the guarded door at the back of the building. But she’s never backed down from a challenge before. Sliding into Leo’s arms and this new world of carnal exploration is addictive yet frightening. She could lose her job, her self-respect, and her heart.
Exposing a vanilla woman to a sorbet lifestyle isn’t something Leo’s business partners approve of. Secrets are at stake. Friendships, too. And through it all, neither one of them can ignore the wicked taste of sin threatening to tear it all apart.
Warning: This sex club does not carry the government’s stamp of approval. Contains devilish debauchery, delightful deviance, and dancing on the edge of the darkest of sexual desires.
***Please note: This book was previously released by Samhain Publishing. This new edition contains a few slight tweaks as well as a new setting for the series.
Eden Summers is a bestselling author of contemporary romance with a side of
sizzle and sarcasm.
She lives in Australia with a young family who are well aware she’s circling
the drain of insanity. Eden can’t resist alpha dominance, dark features and sarcasm
in her fictional heroes and loves a strong heroine who knows when to bite her
tongue but also serves retribution with a feminine smile on her face.
Selena and Dakota Derringer have been trying to get pregnant for a year without much luck. When their latest test is once again negative, they accept an invitation from old friends for an adult weekend away instead of letting it get them down.
Selena’s old college roommate Trinity Marshall, and her husband Joey, are both thrill seekers. In and out of the bedroom. When the couple suggest more than just wine and talking, will the Derringers accept their friends’ special proposition? What will come of their actions if they do?
Sometimes in life you just need to throw caution to the wind.
Have no reservations.
My hand shook while holding the little test stick between my legs. We had a good feeling this time considering my period was a week late. This had happened a few times in the past, but there was something about this time which had me crossing my fingers a little tighter. After tracking temperatures and scheduling appointments to have sex with each other, Dakota and I were hoping we would be on the way to parenthood at long last.
This month marked one year since we’d started trying to grow our family. I was beginning to think I shouldn’t have insisted on waiting the two years we’d put this off. Daks had been ready and willing to start the moment we were married, but he’d only been twenty-four at the time—fresh out of college—and I thought I’d known better than him what we needed because I was older.
At thirty-two, my career as a kindergarten teacher at Manteca Elementary was established. The reasoning behind my request to wait? I wanted him to have a couple years of freedom and adulthood before he buckled down to being a dad. Daks had enough on his plate getting his foot in the door as the school’s new music teacher. For over ten years, Mr. Carmichael had been the elementary music teacher, so staff and parents alike weren’t ready to see him retire. Dakota had his job cut out for him. A baby was the last thing he’d needed to worry about it.
Now that it was clear we were having trouble conceiving, I blamed my somewhat advanced age. After some discussion, we’d agreed to give it one year of trying the old-fashioned way before turning to medical intervention or discussing adoption. Daks and his sister Dylan had been adopted as infants, two years apart, from orphanages on opposite sides of the country. Though you wouldn’t know it seeing the bond they shared. I swear they were always having silent conversations; it was almost creepy. Dakota was a big proponent of adoption, for obvious reasons, and I had no doubts we’d go that route someday regardless, biological baby success or not.
Wistfully, I set the test on top of some folded toilet paper then set the timer. I avoided looking at the stick while washing my hands. To cool down, I splashed some water on my face then reached for the door. Daks was waiting for me on the other side with his arms open. His dark eyes were understanding, and showed as much worry as mine.
I gave him a nervous smile and went to him. His scent, like sunshine and sage, filled my senses while I nuzzled against his chest. Daks rubbed my back then kissed the top of my head.
“Tell me about your day, Selena,” he suggested, distracting me.
We moved to the bed. Daks got on and scooted back to the headboard before patting the spot next to him. He was still dressed for work, the pregnancy test having been our priority the moment we’d walked in the door. I stood there, admiring how good he looked. Dakota cut his brown hair extra short, keeping his curls unnoticeable, and trimmed his facial hair so that it accented his jaw line. His habit of leaving the top couple of buttons to his shirt undone was something I appreciated with regularity. It was fortunate for me that he had a nice chest and liked to show it off.
I climbed up beside him, tucking my feet underneath me, then returned my head to his chest. My hand splayed out over the soft cotton of his dress shirt, and I fingered a loose thread hanging from one of the buttons. “It was a pretty quiet day. I don’t think the kids realize they’re off next week.” I chuckled without much feeling. “Oh, and Trinity called.”
“Yeah? Everything okay? Are she and Joey having a good time in . . . where are they this time?”
“Yep, I guess. She invited us to come up to the Napa property next weekend.”
“But I thought they were on a world tour thing, and weren’t due back for a couple more months?”
Joey Marshall was an extreme bicyclist, and his wife, my best friend, had the fortune of being a freelance photographer for Sports Illustrated. Together they traveled the world looking for remote, and in my opinion insane, locations for Joey to ride while Trin recorded it all for posterity.
I shrugged, pressing the side of my breast into his muscled torso, which felt good. “All she said was that something happened while they were in Ireland and they decided to come home for a couple of weeks before picking the tour back up in Sweden. Anyway, they thought it would do us good to come have some wine, cheese and olives, and adult company. I believe her exact words were, ‘You two are overthinking this whole thing and just need to let go and be impulsive’.”
Trinity’s words had been no surprise to me. She’d always been blunt, loud, and on the lookout for the next adventure. Our sophomore year at UCLA, and second one rooming together, I became her next adventure. We were never serious about it; it was more of a friends with benefits situation. If one of us had an itch, and no current boyfriend, then we took care of each other. I’m not even sure that I could be considered bi-sexual as Trin’s kitty was the only one I’ve ever played with. Same went for her generous boobs—with the exception of my own, of course.
The egg-timer started buzzing in the bathroom, and I felt sick all of a sudden. My fist clenched the fabric of Dakota’s shirt, and I closed my eyes. “I can’t,” I whispered.
“It’s okay, Lena. I’ll go look,” he cooed by my ear.
We shared a quick hug then I leaned back, freeing him to get off the bed. While he crossed the short distance of the room, I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, holding my breath until he stepped back out.
Dakota couldn’t make eye contact with me when he did.
“A weekend away sounds like a good idea,” he mumbled then staggered out of the room, leaving me to my hopeless tears.
Domestic engineer. Author. Burgeoning editor. And quite possibly certifiable. Believing every story can shine bright with a bit of tenacious tough love, R.E. Hargrave is thorough and to the point. An international bestselling author, she takes storytelling and manuscript polishing seriously, working with her authors and on her own creations to ensure they come to life, crawling from the pages and into the reader’s souls.
Hargrave lives on the outskirts of Dallas, TX and is married to her high school sweetheart; together they are raising three children. A native ‘mutt,’ she has lived in New Hampshire, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Alabama, Texas, and California. She is fond of setting her stories—which range from the sweet to the paranormal, to the erotic and horrific—on location in South Carolina and Texas.
Stealing Serenity is back with a brand new cover, blurb and a whole new chapter to celebrate its 2nd Edition:
What happens when a master thief meets a master ropesman . . . he gets all tied up!
Daniel has worked the confidence game many times in the pursuit of a prize. This time it’s for “Serenity,” a photograph worth four million dollars, and it represents the largest payday Daniel has ever chased. To uncover its whereabouts he needs to get close to Kearin, the auction house owner and photographer.
Kearin knows that Daniel will be an asset for the non-profit arm of his business when he meets him at an event, but his job offer is a cover for his real motive: to get Daniel in front of his camera. Preferably naked, bound, and needy to fulfill a specific request for a client−a portfolio that will put him at the top of his field.
Daniel readily agrees to model for Kearin−thinking it will lead him to “Serenity”−but what he doesn’t expect is to fall for Kearin’s brand of intensity instead. Will he go for the photograph or Kearin’s heart?
A Silent Canvas Part 1 Re-releasing: August 10th 2015 Add it to your TBR When Sarah has just about given up any hope of finding love in her small town, James a widower with a dark past literally comes to the rescue. It
soon becomes clear that fate has brought them together for a reason, a chance for Sarah to find love and for James, finding someone to teach him how to forgive himself and to learn to love again. James moved to Black Rock, a small isolated town to escape his past, but a misunderstanding soon brings everything he is trying so hard to forget crashing in the present, opening Sarah’s eyes to some of his darkness. She knows she loves him but can she possibly entertain a future with a man that doesn’t possess the ability to trust?
Sarah feels that being
alone is much safer for her heart but when a family tragedy forces James
to leave Black Rock, she bravely travels to a strange town to comfort
him. After James reveals all of his secrets, Sarah agrees to marry him
and together they begin their new life. They’re both anxious to start a
family, but it’s not happening as quickly as they would like, until they
take Edmund and Amity into their home. They raise Edmund and Amity as
their own, so when an unexpected tragedy occurs at the hands of someone
they love, leaving both children dead, they are devastated beyond
Will their marriage survive this tragedy? Will the secret
that Sarah is keeping from James bring them closer together or push them
Little did James realize the impact opening the letter would have on his life. The letter his dead father left for him to find
Family secrets that have remained buried for over two decades surface, leaving James floundering and wondering what to do.
events that unfold has James questioning the accuracy of his father’s
letter. Will James finally find the answers he needs to bury the family
secrets once and for all or will he uncover more than he bargained for ?
A Silent Canvas is Melissa Ann’s debut novel. What began as an idea three years ago, blossomed into a full-fledged historical romance series. Since the resurrection of her first novel, Melissa has also written a New Adult Contemporary Series which is scheduled to be re-released April 16th, 2015. Melissa currently lives in the Great White North with her husband and two children. She’s an avid supporter of World Wildlife Fund and makes an effort to involve herself as well as her family in fundraising campaigns for various charities. Melissa has an Employment Counsellor Diploma from Fleming College, but she prefers writing stories over resumes. When’s she not busy in the office helping her husband, she gets to do what she enjoys most… writing, reading and spending time with her children.Facebook | Website | Amazon | Twitter | TSU | Googleplus+ | Pinterest