Eternal Bite: A Limited Edition Collection of Vampire Stories
Publication date: October 20th 2020
Genres: Adult, New Adult, Paranormal, Romance, Young Adult

Bite or be bitten.

Are you ready to journey into the sinful world of vampires? Awesome, because this limited edition boxed set contains nine all-new, full-length novels starring everyone’s favorite creature of the night… and it’s waiting for you!

Some characters will bite.
Others will be bitten.
All have a lust for blood.
Do you?

Don’t miss your chance to binge-read this kick-butt collection.

Authors included in the set:

Avery Song
Stasia Black
A.S. Green
Brittni Chenelle
CC Solomon
Stella Williams
Charlee Garden
Kat Stiles
Heather MacKinnon


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Excerpt from Blood Claimed by Heather MacKinnon

“Did the second vampire give me his blood too?” I asked, disregarding the dirty looks he was sending my way.

“No. He didn’t. He left you for dead.”

“And the third?”


I nodded slowly and looked out the window, watching the buildings pass by in a blur and the shadows start to lengthen on the pavement.

“But I did.”

I whipped around in his direction, my wide eyes searching his face. “Why would you give me your blood?”

He breathed in and out slowly. Once. Twice. Three times before he spoke. “I was afraid you were going to die. It was after the second attack and I wasn’t sure I had enough time to get you to the hospital.”

He’d saved my life again. In a new and unsuspected way. He’d done it even knowing he’d never be able to tell me. That I’d never get the chance to thank him.

But now I could.

“Thank you,” I said, my voice wavering with a surge of emotion. “What’s that? Three now?”

He glanced at me quickly. “Times that I’ve saved your life? Nah. I wouldn’t count the first two separately. That was the same incident.”

I shook my head. “Nope. In my book they count separately.”

He ducked his head, but not before I caught the small smile on his lips. “Whatever makes you happy.”

That expression triggered something in my brain because I’ve thought a lot about happiness. How much of it I lacked in my early years, how hard I strove for it now, how elusive it could be. I decided a long time ago to collect as many things as I could that made me happy and keep them for as long as possible.

Alexander had effortlessly become one of those things.

I looked around his window-less room before I met his eyes again. “What am I going to do while you sleep?”

He pulled me closer, until my knees touched his. “That’s up to you.”

I tried to breathe evenly, but it was almost impossible while he was rubbing circles on my palms with his fingers. The desire, the need for him was so strong in that instant, it felt like it would swallow me whole.

“I’ve instructed Ashton to meet you here. If you want to leave, he’s prepared to take you anywhere you want. You can stay at another hotel, you can find yourself a new apartment, you can even go back to that dump I left you in the first time. I deposited your money into your account, so that shouldn’t be an issue.” He looked down at where our hands were still joined and fell silent.

I squeezed his fingers and whispered, “What if I don’t want to leave?”

His eyes jumped to mine, their depths so deep, so blue, I could feel myself drowning in them. Like I’d never come up for air. “I’d never send you away,” he said, his voice rumbling through the space between us.

“So, I can stay?”

He nodded, his eyes cautious but so clear I couldn’t look away. “As long as you want.”

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the magic ingredient

Title: The Magic Ingredient (A Bar Harbor Holiday Novel)
Author: Lindy Miller
Publication Date: October 13th 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

The end of summer is approaching, but even at the height of Bar Harbor’s tourist season, Eve Silver is having a hard time keeping enough dough in the bank to sustain the family bakery. Her only hope of paying past due bills is to win the catering bid for the town’s upcoming Harvest Happening festival. Otherwise, it’ll be lights out for Mount Desserts by Christmas.

Widower Jeff Perry is moving with his twelve-year-old daughter, Candy, from Manhattan to Maine with one goal: starting over. When sparks fly between Jeff and Eve as the town readies for the annual harvest festival, Candy wishes she had a love potion to help her dad fall in love again.

Will Eve be able to save Mount Desserts—and open her heart to Jeff—by the most bewitching night of the year?
It’ll take a lot of love, a little bit of luck … and just a pinch of magic.


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Part of eating a cupcake was the experience, and in Eve's opinion, a little extra frosting on your face made it all the more gratifying. Her mouth filled with the taste of vanilla, chocolate, and marshmallow, all of the flavors intermingling just as she'd planned. Still, something seemed off. It wasn't enough to toss the batch out, but in Eve's opinion, the recipe hadn't quite reached perfection.

Eve swallowed, wiping away the frosting from her nose. "It's not perfect."

"It's incredible," Jeff countered before he shoved the rest of the cupcake into his mouth.

He had a dollop of frosting on his nose, which made Eve smile despite her frustration at the recipe. "I don't know if I believe your verdict, but at least you didn't call it glitzy."

Jeff mumbled somet

hing that sounded like idtellinguidperfek around the mouthful of pastry.

"Something is missing. Something small, a flavor that isn't quite there. It's not major, but enough that I notice." Eve wiped her hands on a dishcloth and leaned against the counter, crossing her arms over her chest in frustration. "I don’t know why I can't get it right. Maybe I'm not as great a baker as I think I am. It shouldn't take so many tries to get a recipe correct. Not if you know what you're doing."

Jeff wiped his face and leveled his gaze at Eve as he stepped closer. "I don't think that's true at all. You're a fantastic baker. You're a fantastic lot of things."

He was so close now Eve could smell his scent—musky and warm, with notes of pine and sandalwood. An inviting smell. Eve wondered how she'd never noticed it before. Then again, the more she felt drawn to Jeff the more she'd tried to keep her distance, kind of like reaching her goal—one step forward, two back.

"Really?" she asked, hoping she sounded interested and not incredulous. She didn't want to offend someone offering her a compliment, even if she didn't believe it. "I try so hard and I feel like I come up short."

"Doing everything on your own isn’t easy, and I can see how you might think that you're failing, but you're looking at the situation the wrong way."

Eve shook her head and kept her eyes downcast, even when Jeff's hand found her shoulder, sliding down to cup her upper arm. His touch sent a tingle down her flesh and she resisted the urge to look up. 

"Is there another way?"

"Instead of focusing on what you're not doing well, think of all the things you are amazing at. Try to see yourself as ..."

He paused. 

Eve wondered if he'd changed his mind about whatever it was he was going to say.

Jeff cleared his throat and started over. "Try to see yourself the way I see you. Like Candy does, and Doris and Annie. And Bapo, for what it's worth."

Eve snickered, despite herself. "You're never going to get tired of ribbing him, are you?"

"Never." Jeff's hand slid

further down her arm to rest on her elbow. "My point remains.”

The place where Jeff's hand rested on her arm pulsed. "How do you all see me?"

"We see someone who works hard every single day, around the clock, never taking any time for herself. Who gives her all to everything she does, even when it seems impossible, and who makes everyone feel needed and wanted when she's around simply by being there." Jeff stepped in closer. His heat brushed up against her chest. "It isn't about finding the perfect recipe for a new confection or keeping the family business around for another generation, Eve. It's about you. You make Mount Desserts worth saving. And I believe in you. We all do, even if you don't believe in yourself."

When Eve finally looked up, she found herself staring into Jeff's eyes. They were warmer and sweeter than any chocolate ganache she'd ever made. 

His free hand found its way to her other elbow and she allowed herself to be drawn from the counter. Jeff pulled her into his embrace, his hands releasing her elbows to slide around the small of her back, holding her close.

There was no denying the butterflies now.

Author Bio: 

Lindy Miller is an author of feel-good love stories that are full of sweet moments and happy endings. She believes the best time to fall in love is during the holidays, preferably over a cup of warm tea or a delicious vegan pastry - two things she can't get enough of.

A free spirit, Lindy loves to travel and has a soft spot for Bar Harbor, Maine though she grew up at home in the South. She is married to her childhood sweetheart and bakes as often as she can for her husband, son, and pets - especially her golden retriever, Finn, who has a tendency to show up in her stories (and her Instagram!)

Lindy is represented by Gandolfo Helin & Fountain Literary Management and supported by Smith Publicity.
Member Romantic Novelist Association (RNA).

Author Links: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram

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Title: Say You’ll Be There (Love in Seven Mile Forge #2)
Author: Billie Dale
Publication Date: October 1st 2020
Genres: Comedy, New Adult, Romance
From award winning author Billie Dale comes a second chance love story muddling the line between love and hate. As young love goes Joey and Preslee were perfect but nothing last forever and the world is ready for the taking. Dale’s sassy wit shines in comedic fashion with Say You’ll Be There, book two in Love in Seven Mile Forge.

At sixteen, Joey Holmes handed me his heart.

At eighteen, I threw it at the Now Leaving Seven Mile Forge sign on my way out of town.

A silly teenage game of seven minutes in heaven spiraled us from friends to more.

We shared our firsts. Loved with the innocence of immaturity.

I wanted out. A fresh start far away from our tiny home town. Joey didn’t care where we were so long as we were together. I couldn’t spread my wings without clipping his. My heart told me I was doing what was best when I left him broken in my rearview mirror.

With a threat breathing down my neck, I’m forced to return home but Joey isn’t the skinny boy I knew. Nope, now he’s the sexiest Chief of Police in three states and he hates the very air I breathe.

Can the hot cop keep me safe from the danger lurking in the shadows or will the bleached bones of the skeletons in my closet be our tragic end?

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I recognize this man-child smile. The one capable of turning the hardest, scariest enforcer into a big kid. 

“Joey? Josiah Holmes?” 

Fuck my life. He was a slumpy, nothing, short stack the last time we were together. Not much bigger than me, which I enjoyed because when I wore heels I was actually taller than someone. Now he’s all towering, beefy, and take it all off hot.

“I’m gonna run these. Sit tight and don’t make any sudden jerky movements.” He yanks the items from my hand. 

“Joey? Come on, it’s me. I’m cold and headed to Sammy Lee’s. Can’t we let this one slide?” I blink my eyes, remembering how he never could tell me no when I turned on the charm. 

His cheeky vigor falls to a thin pinched line. “Officer Holmes,” his voice lowers, turning jaded. “And I let nothing slide. Roads are too nasty for the speed you were driving.” The icy bite of his tone is worse than the blustering winter tundra surrounding me. He twists on his thick boot heel, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t watch those tight ass-cupping pants walk back to his car. 

The frost continues when he returns, handing me a ticket and my documents. “Slow it down,” he warns. He pauses on his path away, turning those irritating glass-hidden eyes, which I want to slap off his face. “Welcome home, Preslee Carmichael,” he jeers. Cocking a one-sided smirk, he head bobs in that Southern gentlemanly way and walks to his car. 

I spend the rest of the drive to Double V ranch pissed off. Angry at the insane circumstances that sent me running home, raging because my brother can’t be here for a few weeks, and irritated at Joey Fucking Holmes for not only ticketing me, but also pretending we meant nothing to each other and being delicious while he did it.

Fuck my life and fuck Seven Mile Forge.

Author Bio:

Billie Dale lives in no-where middle earth. Lost in a small village in the Midwest with four kids, three animals and an amazing, word inspiring-book boyfriend, worthy husband.
A blogger by nature and a writer because she got tired of arguing with the voices in her head. She loves and lives the words on the page, whether writing them or reading them; her life is consumed by the worlds her head creates.

Her greatest wish is for readers to fall in love with her words as much as she loves writing them. She loves to create new worlds to explore and writing words that will take root in your soul.

Paranormal, New Adult, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary -- there is not one box she fits in. She's a rebel in the author world who writes what her head tells her even it jumps from genre to genre.

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Title: Dead to Me (Grave Talker, #1)
Author: Annie Anderson
Publication Date: September 29th 2020
Genres: Adult, Urban Fantasy
There are only three rules in Darby Adler’s life.
One: Don’t talk to the dead in front of the living. 
Two: Stay off the Arcane Bureau of Investigation’s radar. 
Three: Don’t forget rules one and two.
With a murderer desperate for Darby’s attention and an ABI agent in town, things are about to get mighty interesting in Haunted Peak, TN. 

It was not a good feeling to have a homicide less than a block from my house. The last thing I needed in my general vicinity was more ghosts.

And only J would think we didn’t need to drive the half-mile up the steep incline. Haunted Peak was at the base of a mountain, and J and I lived in a newer development in one of the foothills. As fit as I was, I still wasn’t hiking up that hill if I didn’t have to.

“You want to be sweaty and slow, be my guest. I’m driving.”

I needed to get there before whatever idiot the FBI sent tramped all over my crime scene or scared off my source. And by source, I meant the deceased. It was always tough when they were new. Their deaths were so fresh, they were still reeling from the transition. Hell, most of them didn’t even know they were dead. 

I didn’t blame them for being out of sorts. If I’d been killed in a super-weird way, I’d probably be a little messed up, too. But explaining that no one could see them but me, and they were dead? Ugh. Not my favorite way to spend a morning. 

Plus, if J and I were being called in, the case was not just weird. It was weird. 

Those were the only cases we got nowadays. Add in Hildy’s description of being carved up and well… I already knew I was about to have a rough one.

Climbing into my Jeep, I waited the three-point-five seconds for J to get his ass in gear before cranking the engine. He slid into the seat beside me just as I threw it in reverse, barely managing to close his door before I peeled out of the driveway. The trip took less than a minute, but that was still far too long for me. Had J told me there was a Fed on my scene before I wasted time getting dressed, we’d have been there already—bad breath, pajamas, and all.

“What do you know? What am I walking into?”

J ran a hand down his face as he let loose the mother of all sighs. “It’s bad, D. It makes those fake Satanists we busted last year look like fluffy bunnies and rainbows.”

Those “Satanists” we’d busted last October weren’t Satanists at all. They were a bunch of fledgling witches with an ax to grind against their coven leader. I’d seen many a witch and warlock in my day that weren’t even the least bit homicidal. Those chicks were straight-up lethal and aching to get into the dark stuff. It’d taken a boatload of legwork, a promise to the new coven leader that I wouldn’t be dragging the whole coven into it, and a binding spell the size of Texas to get those girls cornered.

Not that J knew that.

He’d lost his mind when he’d learned my secret. I couldn’t blow up his narrow world view any more than I already had. What was I gonna say? I know you don’t like to think about the ghosts that are crawling all over the planet, but you might want to start worrying about the shit that’s actually alive. AKA, the shit that can kill you.

Yeah, I didn’t see that going too well. It would make his fool brain explode, and then I’d be out a best friend.

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Author Bio:

Annie Anderson is a military wife and United States Air Force veteran. Originally from Dallas, Texas, she is a southern girl at heart, but has lived all over the US and abroad. As soon as the military stops moving her family around, she'll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys being a nomad with her husband, two daughters, an old man of a dog, and a young pup that makes life... interesting.

Title: Arctic Bite (Forgotten Brotherhood #2)
Author: N.J. Walters
Publisher: Entangled Amara
Date Published: May 18, 2020
Being immortal doesn’t mean you can’t die. It just means you’re damn hard to kill.

When Alexei Medvedev joined the Forgotten Brotherhood — paranormals hired to assassinate other paranormals — he knew it wouldn’t be a cake walk. But his next target is one of Death’s own Reapers gone rogue. For the first time since he started this gig, “damn hard to kill” feels more like “damn near impossible.”

Tracking Cassie Dobbs brings him to a remote bar in small-town Alaska, where this hot-as-hell Reaper is casually serving drinks, as if she doesn’t have a bounty on her head from Death himself. Alexei is dangerously intrigued. Everyone in the Brotherhood knows the first rule: don’t fall for your target.

But Alexei soon has bigger problems to face than an unexpected attraction. They only send assassins after those who deserve to die…or so he’s been made to believe. Now that he’s met Cassie, though, he’s not so sure.

What if everything he’s been told is a lie, and the person he’s been sent to kill is the only one who knows the truth?

Each book in the Fury Unleashed series is STANDALONE:
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* Arctic Bite


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First thing that attracted me to this book was the cover, I've got to be honest. It's beautiful! This author was new to me, but between the cover and the blurb, I couldn't resist. Arctic Bite by N.J. Walters was a fun read with great chemistry, and a few twists thrown in.

Alexei is a member of the Forgotten Brotherhood, and he's been hired to hunt down and kill Cassie. Cassie is a reaper that has been reaping since the beginning of time, and she decides she no longer wants to reap souls. Problem is no reaper has ever successfully walked away. They have great chemistry throughout and I loved all of the reveals throughout the book. They both have great backstories and a lot of issues from their past to work through.

Although it's the second book in the Forgotten Brotherhood series, it can be read as a standalone. I didn't read book one, Fury Unleashed, first and now I just have to go back and read it after being introduced to the hero Maccus! I'd also love to see Death get his own book at some point, fingers crossed! Overall, it was a great read!
Circle of the Moon by Faith Hunter
Title: Circle of the Moon
Author: Faith Hunter
Publisher: Ace
Date Published: February 26th, 2019
Nell can draw magic from the land around her, and lately she's been using it to help the Psy-Law Enforcement Division, which solves paranormal crimes. Joining the team at PsyLED has allowed her to learn more about her powers and the world she always shunned--and to find true friends.

Head agent Rick LaFleur shifts into a panther when the moon calls him, but this time, something has gone wrong. Rick calls Nell from a riverbank--he's naked, with no memory of how he came to be there, and there's a dead black cat, sacrificed in a witch circle and killed by black magic, lying next to him.

Then more animals turn up dead, and team rushes to investigate. A blood-witch is out to kill. But when it seems as if their leader is involved in the crime, the bonds that hold the team together could shatter at any moment.

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I loved this whole book, in fact this is one of my favorite series! Nell is an amazing main character. She is honest and good, smart and independent, and despite all of the obstacles against her she perseveres. Also, she is crazy powerful! We get a bigger glimpse into Nell's powers in Circle of the Moon and man is she off the charts!

Circle of the Moon also gives us a much bigger look into Rick's past as well. Things and events that make him who he is, and, I'm hoping, an end to some of the suffering he has endured. *Fingers Crossed*. A hero can only take so much torture & suffering and I'm ready for Ricky-Bo's to end. He deserves to be happy too.

The book takes place after the last Jane Yellowrock series book, Dark Queen. So if you're reading Circle of the Moon before Dark Queen, you're going to get a few spoilers for Dark Queen in there. If you are a Yellowrock fan then you will love finding all the Easter Eggs in this book. More of the characters you know from the Yellowrock series and more from newer characters we see in Dark Queen.

There is tons of action, and like I said before, more of Nell's mysterious powers are revealed. We also get some more of Nell's sister Mud, and more info on the rest of the Nicholson clan. And God's Cloud of Glory Church. And the Vampire Tree. I don't want to give spoilers, but lots of story development in this one.

It was a great story that is wrapped up neatly by the end. If you've enjoyed the Jane Yellowrock series, or the Soulwood series, then I'm sure you will love this one. If you haven't tried either, then I highly recommend them! Faith Hunter is one of the author's I actually keep tabs on to see when her new books release, she's amazing.