Growing up as the oldest Kingston sibling, I knew what was expected of me.
King Corp. was my legacy, and my siblings were my responsibility.
The world was ours for the taking. For the living.
But I neglected to live it for myself . . . until her.
Daphne Brenner wasn’t meant to be part of the deal.
I never intended to acquire a new assistant with my new hockey team, but here she is.
Constantly challenging me. Continually Intriguing me. Never backing down.
Even if I’m the villain in her fairytale.
He stole my legacy, and now he holds the key to my future.
When he sold our family’s hockey team to Max Kingston, my father destroyed my dreams without a second thought. And that was only his first betrayal.
Now I have to play nice with my new boss in order to carve out my new future.
But when long days and late nights lead to so much more, I realize I’m falling for the intensely arrogant, beautiful man who quietly puts everyone else’s needs before his own.
Playing nice with the enemy isn’t nearly as hard as I thought it would be.
Bella Matthews is a Jersey girl at heart. She is married to her very own Alpha Male and raising three little ones. You can typically find her running from one sporting event to another. When she is home, she is usually hiding in her home office with the only other female in her house, her rescue dog Tinker Bell by her side. She likes to write swoon-worthy heroes and sassy, smart heroines with a healthy dose of laughter thrown in.
Kiera’s capacity to face death stems from training, begun when old enough to wield a knife. Befriended by wolves and raised by a group of psychic men sworn to protect humanity, she now faces mercenaries intent on reshaping the world using equal talents.
Prodigious keyboard skills and innate curiosity has led Wyatt McGlauklin to invent the unimaginable. He’s long since claimed status as the top computer science geek. Little do people know, there’s much more to Wyatt.
When a blonde spitfire steps out of nowhere to prevent his assassination, his life’s direction takes an extraordinary turn where his analytical mind can’t validate paranormal phenomena.
Fate decrees Kiera find her life partner, but she learns you don’t always get to choose whom you love. Wyatt’s arrival challenges destiny as they combine forces to preserve the world as they know it.
Wyatt stiffened when something furry dropped onto his right shoulder. Warm and agile, the monkey wrapped its tail around his neck to secure its place with an arm around his head, latching on to his left ear.
“You have a monkey?” He thought keeping wolves was strange.
“He’s a Capuchin monkey. Name’s Simon.”
Wyatt held very still, not wanting to startle the critter that had jumped down from one of the ceiling fan’s paddles. “That explains the thickness of the paddles and size of the motor. Does he like to ride?” An image of the fan on low with Simon hanging by his fully haired prehensile tail and a primal scream filling the air came to mind.
“Yeah, but he gets so excited and makes so much noise, we don’t let him do it often.”
Wyatt held his hands out, an offering for the monkey to vacate his new perch, then slowly moved to pluck the primate from his shoulder. Round-headed with a white face, an eerie intelligence shone from deep within its gaze. “Capuchins are supposed to be one of the most intelligent of the New World monkeys.”
“He won’t let you forget it.”
“Um, Kiera. Simon is actually a Simone.”
In response, the monkey slapped Wyatt on the cheek and shrieked its rage.
“Ow. What was that for?”
“He doesn’t like to be referred to as a girl. And before you ask, he likes to perch high to have a visual advantage. It gives him a bird’s eye view. Of note, if he doesn’t like you, he’ll toss things at you while you sleep. He has a penchant for stealing and hording Dacien’s jelly beans.”
“Sounds like he makes good use of opposable thumbs.”
As if understanding the complexities of English, Simon patted Wyatt on the head before tweaking his nose.
“See? He likes you.”
Wyatt wondered what devilment the monkey stirred up and if he led or followed in Kiera’s steps. “Where’d you find him?”
Reily Garrett is a writer, mother, and companion to three long coat German shepherds. When not working with her dogs, she’s sitting at her desk with her fur kids by her side.
Author of chilling suspense and snarky romance, her stories span the distance of romantic thrillers, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. Regardless of genre, each book delves into a dark and twisted imagination yet is tempered with romance and a touch of humor.
Reviews by Kirkus Reviews, San Francisco Bay Review, and BestThrillers.com best describe her work:
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He’s walled himself inside his pain. Can he break out of his shell to save everything he holds dear?
Kris McLean desperately needs to bust out of his darkness. After a series of unspeakable tragedies send him to the psych ward, staying strong for his daughter is the only light at the end of his tunnel. And when he hits his blackest hour and reaches for a rope, he’s devastated to survive and find his parental rights under threat.
Struggling daily not to grab the bottle, the broken man can’t risk failing the only thing left worth living for. But with his heart too damaged to swell at even sunrises and poetry, Kris finds each day a crippling battle to salvage his life.
Can this fractured father defeat his demons and feel his little girl’s embrace?
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His heart thumped a commanding beat, content for a time to just soak up his daughter. Her unsteady steps, the late afternoon daylight gleaning off her eyes, the mischievous smile she had solely for Courtney as she stumbled into her waiting arms.
It felt like the sun rose and landed around her, like his little girl could move mountains and stop global warming. He was fucking star-struck.
“Our little girl is so beautiful.”
Drew’s sentiment threw him off guard, and he faltered.
Angel Jendrick is the author of gritty contemporary romances. She’s also been known to dabble in poetry from time to time. When not writing or editing (or thinking about writing or editing), she can be found watching movies, jamming to her favorite tunes, running after her kids, or working on her latest home reno or DIY project.
Angel lives in Canada on thirteen beautiful acres of land with her wife, their three children, Ellie their energetic lab and a blind cat name Taz.
She is currently working on the final book in her Claiming Kristopher series, as well a brand new venture into the world of YA romance!
