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VEIN OF LOVE



 

“Darkness isn’t all one shade, sweetheart.”

Three centuries ago, Molly Darling’s ancestors signed a contract in blood—daemon blood—to protect themselves from harm. On the eve she turns nineteen, Molly leaves for her birthday party against her parent’s wishes, sick of their warnings about her “betrothal to a demon.”

Except that she’s very much betrothed, and he’s very much a demon—one who’s only agreed to the nuptials to steal Molly’s ancient daemon powers. Brash, arrogant, and built like a Greek god, Tensley Knight keeps showing up to save Molly from otherworldly attacks, only to insult her a moment later.

As Molly learns more about the demon world, she realizes two things: that her family’s safety depends on a successful marriage, while any chance of freedom she’ll ever have calls for Tensley’s demise.

Yet sometimes Molly spots a tortured soul beyond those liquid grey eyes, and there’s no denying the way her skin tingles when Tensley touches it. In Vein of Love, safety requires sacrifice, foe becomes lover, and one must decide whether to kiss…or to kill.

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Body of the Crime


 Never trust a demon.

Never trust your heart.

And never trust the woman who holds it.

In Body of the Crime, a beast craved a beauty and oh, how she ravaged him.



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A Vow of Thorns

Never disobey the court.


Never disobey the crown.


And never tame that vicious heart.


In A Vow of Thorns, sacred laws are broken when a beauty holds an iron heart.





 




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To Crown a Beast

She tasted his sweetness, his power, and his love, and it destroyed him.

That iron heart has turned to ashes, leaving only a heartless beast.


One she vows to tame.

One she vows to save.

Before he rips her own heart out.



 

 


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R. Scarlett lives in a small quaint town in Southern Ontario, Canada and has an unhealthy obsession with mythology and romance. 

From studying English literature and minoring in History, she loves losing herself in a good book and snuggling up to her Brittany Spaniel. 

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Author: Ani Bishop, Rosie Chapel, Melody Dawn, Lucy Gage, and J.C. Hannigan

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Ani Bishop

 

Hi! I’m Ani Bishop. I’m a married mother of two who lives in a small town. My life hasn’t been easy, but it’s been filled with family. Our house had always been filled with laughter and not one moment of peace could be found. But, we’ve never been bored.

Reading has never been a chore for me, it’s been a great passion. Writing, however, came afterward. Just a story in my head that needed to be told, and I wrote the first few words. Ever since I started, there was no stopping. Every day, every week, I’ve worked, and written, and had fun. Because writing is fun, if you love it.

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Rosie Chapel

A latecomer to writing, but an avid reader all her life, Rosie Chapel was persuaded by her hubby to channel her passion for all things ancient into a book. Despite a healthy amount of scepticism, she took a leap of faith and The Pomegranate Tree was born. This one book became four, and is a tale spanning two thousand years and two continents, connecting the lives of two women and the two men who love them. Since then she has also written both Regency and contemporary romances, and is currently involved in several anthologies. It seems the voices in her head refuse to give her a break 😉 

 

Rosie lives in Perth, Australia with her hubby and three furkids. When not writing, she loves catching up with friends, burying herself in a book (or three), discovering the wonders of Western Australia, or, and the best, a quiet evening at home with her husband, enjoying a glass of wine and a movie.
 
Melody Dawn
Melody Dawn is a romance author residing in the southern part of the US. She started reading romance novels when she was a teenager and became addicted to Happily Ever After’s. She got her own HEA when she met her soulmate. It was instalove and they’ve been together ever since. They have two spoiled furbabies who think they are Kings of the Castle and require a ton of attention…and they get it 🙂 She spends most of her time reading, writing, spending time with her main guy and furbabies as well as nursing a secret addiction to organizing, a symptom of mild OCD…well, she calls it mild, her husband says it’s a bit worse than that 😉

 

 

Lucy Gage

Lucy Gage started her writing career under another name, but the same vivid imagination and love of books still fuels her daily life. When she’s not writing, you can find her spending time with her family in her home state of Maine, experiencing a life that helps shape her work.
 
 

 

J.C. Hannigan

J.C. Hannigan lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband, their two sons, and their dog. She writes contemporary new adult romance and suspense. Her novels focus on relationships, mental health, social issues, and other life challenges.
 
 
 
 

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Kadie Scott
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Publication date: June 12th 2017
Genres: Comedy, New Adult, Romance

Data analyst Cassie Howard may be brilliant (and, okay, a little awkward), but she’s worked hard to get where she is. She definitely doesn’t need some sexy new analyst coming in and taking credit for her work. Or the inappropriate thoughts that keep popping out of her mouth she’d rather he not hear.

For undercover FBI agent Drew Kerrigan, computers have always made more sense than people, but he’d better develop some slick social skills in a hurry if he’s going to win over the too-tantalizing-for-his-sanity Cassie. Hacking their systems was easy. Now he’s just got to hack the one person in the company most likely to see through his ruse…

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She flipped his hand palm up, and, with firm but gentle strokes, proceeded to massage the area. She pressed into the muscles, pulled on his fingers, and pinched the pressure point between his thumb and forefinger. Every stroke, every brush of her fingers against his skin turned into sheer sensual torture.

Done with his right hand, she placed it in his lap. Drew clamped his lips shut around a groan at how close she was to a part of his body that would love some similar attention. Instead, she picked up his left hand and gave it the same treatment.

“Is the pain gone?”

His headache was, replaced by an entirely different kind of ache. “Not entirely.”

“Okay. Let me try one more thing.” She let go of his hand. “Close your eyes.”

He did as she asked, but immediately regretted it, because now his mind could supply all sorts of inappropriate images as she touched him. He should put a stop to this, but found he couldn’t. Didn’t want to.

She gently ran the pads of her fingers over his face, smoothing over his brows, his forehead, his cheekbones, his temples. Needing to see her, he slowly opened his eyes.

She smiled, eyes dark with an answering desire. “Helping?”

Help was a relative term. Drew didn’t answer, instead, he ran his gaze over every nuance of her face, eventually locking on to turbulent turquoise eyes, unable to pull his gaze away. He reached out and touched a strand of her silky, pale hair that had escaped her pencil restraints.

Cassie’s lips parted on a sweet little gasp that teased his ears. Unable to stop himself, Drew closed the small distance between them and brushed his lips over hers. Just the briefest kiss to relieve the need to touch her like this, to feel her soft lips against his.

“Drew?” she whispered against his lips.

Lord he could become obsessed with the husky timbre to her voice and the way she said his name. Lose himself in her. He pulled back just enough to see her expression. “Yeah?”

She swallowed. “Maybe we should finish this tomorrow?”

Why not tonight? The words trembled on the tip of his tongue until he realized she was talking about work.

Author Bio:

Award-winning contemporary romance author, Kadie Scott, grew up consuming books and exploring the world through her writing. She attempted to find a practical career related to her favorite pastime by earning a degree in English Rhetoric (Technical Writing). However, she swiftly discovered that writing without imagination is not nearly as fun as writing with it.

No matter the genre, she loves to write witty, feisty heroines, sexy heroes who deserve them, and a cast of lovable characters to surround them (and maybe get their own stories). She currently resides in Austin, Texas, with her own personal hero, her husband, and their two children, who are growing up way too fast.

Kadie also writes award-winning paranormal romance under the name Abigail Owen.

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Do we choose love? Or is it something decided by fate?

 

To Kinsey McKenna, Patrick Kinney was a persistent glob of sticky peanut butter. He had been stuck to the roof of her mouth, since they were both three years old, when fate seemed to send his family next door to hers. All the way from the coast of Ireland to River Canyon, Connecticut. 
 
Over twenty-nine years, fate has been both kind and cruel and many choices have been made. Can things go back to when they were more innocent and magical? Patrick has a plan and just one night to try and take back the reins of his destiny and put the wrong things right with a trip down memory lane. 
 
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“Too Much to Ask” by Niall Horan
 
“Holy Days” by Sean McConnell
 
“Greatest Love Story” by LANCO
 
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“Lost” by Secondhand Serenade
 
“Sweet Thing” by Hozier (Van Morrison cover)
 
“Have I Told You Lately” by Van Morrison
 
“These Are the Days” by Van Morrison
 
“Sweet Thing” by Van Morrison


 
 
 
 
 

 
 
Kinsey McKenna.

My sweet thing across the Long Island Sound.


I’d laugh about it sometimes, lying on the couch in my basement. I had to cross the pond to give her my heart, and she had to cross the Sound to take it away.


It wasn’t very funny, but I’d laugh anyway, because what else could I do? I couldn’t just call her up, beg for her to take me back-I was married. Not happily, but married nonetheless, and I wasn’t a cheater. An arsehole, maybe, for allowing my soul to remain tethered to another woman, but I wasn’t in the habit of being unfaithful.

“Patrick?”


Kate’s voice stole me from my thoughts, and with a gasp, I scrambled to lay her memory back in my heart, tucking it in where it had remained hidden for all those years.


“What was that?” I asked, my voice hoarse.


“I had asked if you’ve seen Kinsey around here, while you were waiting.”


“What? Kinsey?”


Kate nodded. “Yeah, my sister Kinsey. You remember her?” She said it with the old teasing tone I had gotten to know so well during the years of my youth. The voice she used when she’d catch us kissing on the old swing set in the back yard, when she’d catch us closing her bedroom door, when she … “Patrick?”


There I went again. “Sorry,” I said, shaking my head. “So, Kinsey is here?”


I caught the upward twitch of Kate’s cheek, just above the corner of her mouth. “Yes, she is, but I’m telling you right now, she does not want to see you.”



“Were those her explicit instructions?” I asked, glancing around me in the waiting room, hoping to catch a glimpse of her.


“Something like that,” she said with a smirk, but then she stepped toward me, dropping her voice to a whisper. “But between you and me, I only promised to keep you away from her until after the surgery.”


“Ah, Kate. I could kiss ya.”


She rolled her eyes. “You better not be kissing anybody but your wife, Patrick Kinney. You’re still married.”


“Watch how fast I get divorced,” I said, crossing my arms and raising an eyebrow.


“Patrick,” she hissed. I had heard that before, so many times.


I relaxed my face, smiling softly. “I’m only kiddin’, Kate. But listen, it’s getting late, and I really should get home. Keep me posted on your dad, will ya? And tell Kinsey I said hi.” She nodded, stepping forward to give me another tight hug, and I turned to leave.


And the thing was, I had lied to Kate McKenna. Kinsey was back, and if I saw her, if I felt there was any chance of us getting back together, any chance at all, I would file for a divorce. I would unpack all of those memories I kept tucked away in my heart, I would hang them on a wall and display them on a shelf, and I would make her remember.


Because ten years had gone by. Ten whole years, and nothing was getting better. Nothing was hurting less, and nothing was getting that woman out of my head.


 


 

Kelsey Kingsley lives in New York with her family and a cat named Ethel.
 
She believes there is nothing better than a good doughnut and a cup of tea, and that there is a song for everything.

 



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How does Gramble Thyssen, middle-aged and complacent bureaucrat, transform into an brilliant FBI agent? The Gramble Chronicles I: Sophie’s Playlist describes the challenges he faces as he starts living for the present instead of pining for the past as well as the other people along his path that are swept up into his exciting destiny.
 
 
 
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Sophie’s Playlist is available on Amazon as a paperback and a Kindle eBook and from Solstice Publishing.
 
 

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From Sophie’s Playlist:

Chapter 1

 
Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.” — Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God (1937)
 
 
~“Begin the Begin” R.E.M. (1986)
 
 
I.          Gramble
Gramble Thyssen was looking at the clock wondering when it would strike 5 p.m. so that he could leave. The Bureau of Indian Affairs (BIA) was, as always, devoid of any “customers” and the silence preoccupied him: the hum of the air-conditioning, the occasional cough several aisles away, the shuffling of papers, or the creak of a chair. He was alone today in his cubicle – again – as Edith was out pregnant and George started showing premature signs of Alzheimer’s and was rummaging in the tomb of his memories.
 
 
 
Funny how these partitions created a fake sense of isolation and looked so desolate with their laminated surfaces, the identical carbon-copy-like telephones on every desk and old greasy-screen monitors and dusty power strips.  The Wi-Fi was relatively unstable (despite being spitting distance between the Lincoln Memorial and the White House in central Washington, DC) and the network cables were all missing that little plastic tab designed to hold the cable in the laptop port. If all four occupants of the cubicle pushed back on their chairs, they would collide without even stretching out their legs. And should two of them need to make a phone call at the same time, well, it was hard to hear oneself think sometimes.
 
 
About the Author

Michael Finocchiaro was born in Rhode Island, but grew up in Miami in the 70s before going to University of Florida to get a BS in Mechanical Engineering and enter a career in IT working for some of the world’s largest IT companies (IBM, HP, PTC and Dassault Systèmes). He has lived in Paris, France for over two decades. He had dreams of becoming a writer for years, having always been an avid reader (he is very active on goodreads.com) of fiction and non-fiction. He realized his writing dream by self-publishing, in January 2017, his first book Sophie’s Playlist (The Gramble Chronicles I) via Kindle Direct Publishing. It was subsequently picked up by Solstice Publishing, re-edited and re-published on January 7, 2018. He is currently working on the sequel.
 
 
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Malt Me

They look at me with pity.

They treat me like I’m broken, made of glass.

One wrong move and I’ll shatter, never to be mended again.

But they’re wrong, I survived.

I won’t let him or anyone ruin my life.

I refuse to let them win.

I am Mackenzie Merlot. I am strong. I am a survivor.



Beer: it’s all I ever loved.

It’s all I ever thought about until she came crashing into my life; literally.

I missed my chance at the beginning, but now that I have her, I will do anything for her and our dream; but I failed. 

I’m Jordan McRoberts; I will do anything to make sure she gets her happily ever after.



Tequila Healing

Mike Mustange was always the happy-go-lucky, life of the party. That was until the unthinkable happened.

He swore of relationships, until he meets Savannah Blac.

She worms her way into his broken; he can’t get her off his mind.



Alone, after suffering a crushing loss, Savannah “Sav” Blac runs to protect herself and her family legacy.

She takes a job, hiding in plain sight, hoping to keep everyone out.

She doesn’t count on meeting Mike Mustange.

He worms his way into her guarded heart; she can’t get him off her mind.



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Can Mike protect Sav while she keeps what’s rightfully hers?



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 Sarah Bryant had it all; great friends, amazing job, perfect boyfriend. Quickly everything changed; her friends suffered a horrible tragedy, she lost her job, her ever-loving boyfriend left her … for a man and kicked her out.

She’s desperate and all alone, when along comes Victoria with an offer that’s too good to refuse. In a moment of desperation, she makes a deal with the devil herself.



Logan De Biers is a broken man; the love of his life was using him, his best friend disappeared, and now he’s alone. Sure he money, a lot of money, but he wants companionship without complication. By chance one night, he crosses paths with Sarah and sparks fly. Taking a risk, he reaches out and makes an agreement with the devil herself.



Both Sarah and Logan are miserable until a chance meeting one night changes everything. Their worlds collide, sparks fly, and finally they are on the path to happiness. What they don’t count on is a hurdle named Victoria. 

She refuses to let her best girl go and will do anything to keep her … even if it means taking everyone down with her.



The Final Shot

A wedding, babies, and happily ever afters; that’s what we all want BUT like a shot, things never go down smoothly.



Today is meant to be the happiest day of Mike’s life, but it’s turned upside with the surprise arrival of a baby and a little meltdown from his soon-to-be wife … This is Mike’s last shot at a happily ever after, and he will do anything to get that; even if it means moving heaven and earth to do so.



Sarah and Logan are over the moon happy. They are happily married, both have successful businesses, and they are expecting a little bundle of joy, any day now. But as usual for Sarah, things don’t go smoothly … This is Sarah’s last shot to get things right, and she will do anything for those that she loves.



Kenzie has been living a quiet, normal life … finally. Her friends are also on their way to blissful happiness, just like her. However, this is Kenz we are talking about, things never go according to plan. She has one shot to put it all right and finally get everyone their happily ever afters.


 


 

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Title: Relinquished

Author: Kimi Flores

Genre: Romance Suspense

Release Date: July 23, 2015 

 

 

Jules Donovan has been in and out of unsavory foster homes and repulsive motels her entire life. She’s known nothing but loss, abandonment, crime, and pain. Now that she’s aged out of the system, she can’t remember ever having dreams for her future because she’s constantly fighting for daily survival.

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Kimi Flores lives in Southern California with her husband (who happened to be her high-school sweetheart), their sons and the families’ adorable and rambunctious dog.

 

 
Currently, she writes contemporary romance as well as grittier romantic suspense.
 
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Guests Come Knocking
 
In Saving Madeline
 
 
Then Roxy contemplated doing something she’d sworn she would never, ever do. Don’t do it. Do Not Do This! Her palms sweated, her stomached rolled, then taking a deep breath, she did it. She opened the Help Wanted section of a regular newspaper and searched for an ordinary, though flexible, part-time job—just like normal, non-showbiz people did. To her surprise, she spotted two possibilities right away. One involved helping first-year college students revise and edit their failing work from the required course, Writing 101. Piece of cake. She could do that in her sleep. The other required someone capable of assisting a high school aged male with his guitar playing and songwriting.
 
“Ah, ha!” she declared. Now that was a tasty piece of cake. She wanted that job. Without any hesitation, Roxy made the call, which resulted in an on-the-spot phone interview with a pleasant, friendly woman.
 
“There is just one more question I must ask,” the woman said after they’d spoken a while. “And I’d like to offer my apology in advance for asking it.”
Roxy waited, curious.
 
“My son has a thing for starlets, and starlets seem to have a thing for him. Do you consider yourself a starlet?”
 
Not certain of the meaning or motive of her question, Roxy replied, “What’s a starlet?”
 
Genuine, hearty laughter traveled across the phone line, followed by, “Perfect. You’re perfect. When can you start?”
 
* * *
 
 
Hi. You must be Liam,” she said. “Come on in. Can I get you something to drink before we get started?”
 
“Thanks, man. A beer would be great.”
 
He was a good-looking young man with short dark hair and eyes to match. She figured he was kidding about the beer because he definitely wasn’t old enough to drink. He was still in high school. So she smiled and played along.
 
“One beer coming up—right after I check your ID.”
 
He shot her a look of annoyance. “Are you messing with me?”
 
“No, but I thought you were joking. You weren’t?”
 
“Hell, no. Come on. Everybody drinks beer.”
 
“Well, I don’t.”
 
“Not a problem. Wine, whiskey—I’m not picky.”
 
The content of this first conversation with her arrogant new student was unbelievable. Was this typical behavior for an L.A. teen, or was she just being a mid-western geek?
 
She brought him a can of soda and asked him to play something. He didn’t react. She nudged, needing to make this small job a continuing reality. “How long have you been playing guitar?”
 
He shrugged, reluctant to answer her simple question, so she asked again.
 
He sipped his soda, looking both bored and annoyed. It was as if he didn’t want to be there, but then with a tilt of his head and one eyebrow slightly raised, he tossed out an answer. “Since I was a kid.”
 
In her estimation, he still was a kid, albeit an alcohol drinking kid. When he finally freed the Martin guitar from its case and played a few bars, Roxy was blown away. As badly as she needed the cash, she let him know that she wasn’t the right person to advance his guitar playing ability. Between the two of them, he was by far the better musician. His musical talent was amazing.
 
“That’s okay,” he assured her. “I’m more interested in breaking into show business than I am in upping my guitar skills.”
 
For now, Roxy kept her thoughts to herself. She could relate to his dream, but she wasn’t the person to help him with that, either. She had no connections, no ‘ins’ when it came to breaking the showbiz code.
She crossed her arms and tilted her head. “So you’re here expecting me to help you break into show business via your songwriting ability?”
 
“Not exactly.” He gave her a lopsided smile. She gave him a confused frown. “I’m here because my parents are trying to keep me out of trouble. They’ve lined up a bunch of activities to keep me busy. You’re just one of them.” An amused expression flashed across his face. “Hey, since I am here, what do you think of this?” He played a new riff on his guitar. “Are you any good with lyrics? Help me come up with some words to go with that.”
 
His unique musical style intrigued Roxy. She dug out a notebook and pencil and settled on the floor in front of him. The words and music came together with surprising ease. Or so it seemed. They both agreed they were on to something great and had the beginnings of a real song.
 
With their first session over, Roxy asked, “Same time next week?”
 
Placing a few folded bills into her palm, he shrugged. “Sure.”
After her student had managed to shove the ill-fitting door closed, she stood in her living room with her ears ringing from the sudden silence. After spending time creating and playing music with Liam, the apartment felt empty, lonely.  She didn’t like that feeling, but she did like the fact that she held $30 cash in her hand. Cash she had earned.
 
Expecting to see a twenty and a ten, she sat and stared at the money. The two faces staring back at her belonged to neither Alexander Hamilton nor Andrew Jackson. She stood face-to-face with Ulysses S. Grant times two. One hundred dollars. Was this a mistake? Should she be elated or concerned? Until Roxy learned the truth, she’d consider the extra $70 to be a gift, a bonus for a job well done.
 
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Cricket Rohman grew up in Estes Park, Colorado and spent her formative years among deer, coyotes and beautiful blue columbine. Today she is a full-time author writing women’s fiction and mysteries about the cowboys, lovers, teachers, dogs, the great outdoors—even Alzheimer’s. And, so far, there is a dog in every one of her novels.
 
Book 1 FOREVER ISLAND and Book 2 WINTER’S BLUSH of The Fantasy Maker series, romance novellas, were released November 2017.
 
The romantic western, COLORADO TAKEDOWN, is scheduled for release early summer of 2018.
 
Prior to writing, Cricket’s career path included the following adventures: actor, singer, audio/video producer, classroom teacher, school principal, and U of A assistant professor.
 
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Title: Three Wishes and Forgotten Wishes 

Series: Djinn Everlasting Series

Author: Lisa Manifold

Genre: Paranormal Romance

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To find out what might have been, she has to give up control over what will be.

After a long night of eating too much ice cream and lamenting her less than wise choices, Tibby Holloway wakes up to find a freelancing djinn sitting on her bed. He makes her the offer of a lifetime: three wishes – three chances to go back and change her life.

She can choose a different career, find the man she loved and lost – in short, she can go back and do everything right this time.

But there’s a catch.

Once she’s gone back three times, once she’s created three new—and hopefully better—realities, the djinn will decide where she ends up.

Maybe it would be better not to even know … but that’s a chance Tibby will have to take if she wants to have her three wishes.





A djinn can only do so much…

Dhameer is a freelancing djinn who seeks to grant wishes of the heart for people he encounters. When he comes across Xavier Reede, better known as bad boy rapper XTC, he is touched by the longing he hears in Xavier’s wish.

Dhameer pays Xavier a visit, pleased to help another person find their happiness. However, Xavier, living up to his reputation – all but throws Dhameer’s offer back in the djinn’s face. Despite Xavier’s terrible behavior, Dhameer decides to keep his word and grant the rapper his wish.

But there’s a catch.

Xavier won’t remember the wish, nor Dhameer’s offer to help.

Which wouldn’t be a catastrophe, except Dhameer has made it so Xavier can find exactly what he needs to quiet the longing in his heart. Trouble is, our bad boy rapper only sees what he wants to see. The success of this wish hinges on Xavier’s ability to get out of his own way.

Can Xavier do things differently this time so he can get his heart’s desire? Because money, fame, and success will only take him so far…









Three Wishes

After too much ice cream and probably too much Lifetime, I gave up and went to bed. I felt fat and weepy. Not a successful dispelling of whatever this was. Lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind went back to my torturous game of what if. Tonight, for some unknown reason, I wandered into the dreaded I could have moments.

I fell asleep thinking about a couple of those, and about what would have happened had I taken the chance. I did my best to dispel my whiny thoughts from earlier, because I noticed when I went to bed in a bad mood, I had crappy dreams.

When I woke up, the sun was shining through the top of my window. I peered at the clock and saw that it was 6:37. Why hadn’t my alarm gone off? It was usually set for 6:30. I must not have set it last night. Oh well. I could afford to sleep in this morning. I began to snuggle back into sleep when something caught my eye. I looked again. There was a man, sitting on the edge of my bed, legs crossed, examining his fingernails. He looked…glittery, a mix of what looked like gold and silver.

“Who the fuck are you?” I screamed, clutching the blanket to my throat with one hand while reaching out for my phone on the night table with the other. It wasn’t there. Where the hell had I left it? I tried to look around the room without looking like I was looking around the room. Fuck.

“You can call me your fairy godmother, Toots,” he said cheerfully. Great. A serial killer who was chipper, cheerful, and possessed of a sense of humor. I had to find a way to get to my phone. I cursed myself for not keeping one by the bed.

“Why?”

“Because I heard you last night, and I’m here to help you.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“I heard your dreams. Everyone in the state could. I didn’t realize just how loud dreams could sound until I ran across you. So I am here to put to rest your eternal pondering.”

“How are you going to do that?” This was creepy, and interesting, and creepy all at once. I figured I could get to the phone in a minute. He was obviously crazy. I was kind of afraid to move.

“I am a djinn.” He looked at me as though that explained it all.

I clutched my blanket higher around my neck and cast my eyes around for my phone.

He saw me do it, and sighed heavily. “You may know me as a genie.”

“Like Aladdin?” I couldn’t help asking, lowering the blanket a little.

He rolled his eyes like the bitchiest girl in high school. “Djinn. In the understood tradition of djinn, I am going to give you three wishes. You must know,” he held up an index finger, and I was caught watching it sparkle in the sun. “My wish granting is a little different though. There is no wishing for more wishes. Your wishes are going to have to be specific, and they are going to be what you would call a ‘do-over’.”

“I’m not trying to be dense here, but what do you mean?” My curiosity was getting the better of my fear. Everything in the room seemed more in focus, sharper. I knew I ought to be more afraid, but it didn’t seem to be happening that way.

He sighed, and rolled his eyes dramatically. Again. Whatever the hell he was, he did not lack in the dramatic flair department. “Humans. I liked you better when you were more savage in your wants as you were in your dreams. Far more willing to believe without question; able to just wish and get it over with. Okay. I’ll break it down for you, Tootsie Pop. You have been dreaming of turning points in your life. Those maddening little what ifs. What if you had made choice A instead of choice B? That sort of thing. I am going to grant you three do-overs. You get to choose three times in your life where you wish you had made a different decision, and go back and make the decision you didn’t make the first time around. I’ll let you see what happens. You and I will talk after you have done all three, and see what’s next. What do you say? Are you interested?” 

“I don’t want to sound ungrateful, but how do I know that you are not just crazy for glitter paint and breaking into houses?” I had decided that if he was crazy, it was better to humor him until I could find my damn phone. 

He rolled his eyes again, muttering what sounded like “humans” under his breath. He rose from the bed. When I say rose, he actually lifted off the bed. He didn’t seem to have feet. It looked a little misty from the knee area down. He raised a hand, and I saw it shimmer in the sun. He made a gesture that looked like he was throwing something, and suddenly there was a giraffe at the foot of my bed. 


Forgotten Wishes:

 


Something fell on my head, and I reached up to brush it off automatically. What the hell now?

I looked at my hand, and it had glitter all over it. Looking up, I saw…I don’t know what the fuck I saw. A cloud of glitter. It looked like a crazy craft fairy had exploded above me.

What the hell was all this doing in my apartment? If I called maintenance, maybe they’d still be around. Even though I owned the building, I kept a maintenance crew. I wasn’t up for dealing with all the things that went wrong in older buildings in New York. Was there a leak or something? This was the day for dealing with the bullshit, apparently. I reached for the phone when the glittering cloud landed in front of me.

“Are you quite over moping around and feeling sorry for yourself?”

I rubbed my eyes. Since when did glitter talk? I glanced at the glass of tea I’d been drinking. I hadn’t added anything to it.

“This is not a hallucination, and no, you are not drugged.”

All right. What. The. Fuck? 

The glitter cloud shifted around, and I found that a guy sat on the couch with me. And what a guy! He had no shirt on, which…oh hell. Did someone get ideas from our clubbing the other night? 

“Hey, pal, whatever it is, I’m not into it. Just leave now, and I won’t call the cops.”

The guy sighed. “You don’t need to call anyone. I’m here to help you.”

“Right, pal. That’s what all the nut jobs say.” I edged away, wondering where the fuck I kept something that could be used as a weapon. I hadn’t had a stalker since…since that weird chick – what was her name? Tommie? She thought she had a career in music, and I was just the guy to help her get there. I’d had to take out a restraining order on her. But she hadn’t been a problem in a couple of years. It’s why I lived in a building with security. No need for weapons. 

I wished I had one now.

The guy leaned back, and I hoped like hell his paint job wouldn’t rub off on my couch.

“I am here to help you, although you’re rather an ingrate,” He said.

“How the hell am I supposed to be grateful for the glitter fairy breaking into my place and messing it up?” I shot back. 

“I am not a fairy. I’m a djinn, and I’m here to give you something you want if you could get out of your own way, boy,” he said.

Right. A djinn. What the hell is that? “You’re a what? What’s your name, glitter boy?”

He rose from my couch, and when I say rose, I mean floating. Full on ghost liftoff. I didn’t often find myself speechless, but I couldn’t say a thing. My mouth tried, but the words wouldn’t come out.

For the first time, I felt fear. What the hell was going on? This went way beyond normal stalking crap. 

“Close your mouth, and open your ears and more importantly, your mind, Xavier,” the man said. “My name is Dhameer, and I am here, as I’ve said, to offer you help in attaining something you want. Not give, you’ll note. But help.” He crossed his arms and glared at me. 

I gauged the difference from where I sat to where he…floated…above my couch. Took a deep breath, and pushed off. Maybe I could…

I fell onto the couch with such force that I bounced off and landed at the other end. I looked up and saw Dhameer had risen higher up, and still glared at me.

“I know you’re not stupid,” he said. “But you’re intent on trying to show me otherwise.”

I rubbed my head. That fucking hurt. 

“You’re not going to be able to hurt me, Xavier. But we can play this game until you wear yourself out and are ready to listen to reason. Or I could just leave.”

I opened my mouth to tell him to get the fuck out when something Tibby said yesterday came back to me. 

We’d been standing together waiting for the limo. 

 

“If anything weird happens, while I’m gone…just go with it, okay?”

 


 

“What the hell does that mean?” I asked.

 


The Tibby I knew came back instantly. “It means that if something out of the ordinary happens, just go with it. Stop being an ass and take some well-meant advice for once in your life!”

I’m not a big believer in a lot of hocus pocus shit. It has no place in the real world, for me. But there was glitter boy hovering around my place, basically laughing at me while offering…something. I didn’t know what. And after Tib suggested going with anything weird that happened.

How could she have known?


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Lisa Manifold is a USA Today Bestselling Author of fantasy, paranormal, and romance stories. She moved to Colorado as an adult and has no plans of living anywhere else. She is a consummate reader, often running late because “Just one more page!” Lisa writes the things she does because she really, really wants to live in a world where these kinds of stories happen.

She is a fan of all things Con, and has an entire room devoted to the costumes created for Cons. She served, until recently, on the board of Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers as the Independent Published Author Liaison, and in 2016, was named the RMFW Independent Writer of the Year. 

Lisa is the author of the fae paranormal romance series The Realm, the Grimm fairy tale retelling Sisters of the Curse series, the Djinn Everlasting series which follows a free-lance djinn, the Aumahnee Prophecy urban fantasy series, and the forthcoming urban fantasy series The Dragon Thief.

She lives as close to the mountains as possible with her husband, sons, and three attentive dogs.
 

 
 
 
 
 

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