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Contemporary Romance

Date Published: 08-29-2023

Publisher: Vinspire Publishing

 

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An emerging country star returns to his hometown to overcome his serious
writer’s block and reunites with his high school sweetheart. Together they
rediscover love and learn that the best music is the music you make
together.

 

 

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Jaimie Engle

Jaimie Engle writes stories with a magic touch for film, television, and
books. Her feature film JUST JAKE sold to TrueBrand Entertainment for
release on UpTV Faith & Family Network, with the novel adaptation sold
to Vinspire Publishing (2023). Besides writing, Jaimie enjoys kickboxing,
baking grain free treats, and supports her sons in professional theater and
varsity football with her husband in Florida. Fun fact? Jaimie was an alien
on Seaquest. Social @JaimieEngleWrites & www.JaimieEngle.com.

 

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(Iron Tzars MC)

Contemporary Romance, Suspense, Motorcycle Club, Age Gap

Date Published: June 9, 2023

 

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Blossom — My life is about as complicated as it can get. To fulfill his
political aspirations, my stepfather has decided to sell me to a man who can
take him to the governor’s seat. He’s always been abusive,
demanding I be perfect in public, silent in private, and obey him in all
things. After we moved to Evansville, Indiana, I spent months trying to find
the perfect protector, looking for the biggest, bravest, meanest man I could
find. Then I meet Walker from the motorcycle club, Iron Tzars. He’s
everything I need, everything I want, and nothing I can handle. But
he’s the one. And I’m determined for him to make me his.

Walker — I’m emotionally unavailable, a mean bastard on the best of
days. Serving my country as a Dog Handler for the Army, finding explosives
meant to kill my fellow soldiers and innocent people, left me with emotional
scars I never thought I’d get over. I lost my fiancée, my
partner, and my ability to empathize with anything. Hell, I even refused to
name the dog that took up with me and refused to leave, simply calling her
Dog. Then this lost little waif worms her way into a compound full of
hardasses who never allow outsiders. Of all the men in this club, the little
fool sets her sights on me. Time to set her straight. Only, I might have
gone too far. If Blossom doesn’t survive this, it’s on me. And I
might have accidentally fallen for her.

 

WARNING: Graphic violence, adult situations, and references to human
trafficking and domestic abuse that may be triggers for some readers.
Features a grumpy hero and a feisty heroine. Eventual happy ending and NO
cheating, as always.

 

 

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Copyright ©2023 Marteeka Karland

 

Walker

Downing the shot of Jack I’d just poured for myself, I did my best to
ignore the feminine laughter coming from the other side of the clubhouse
common room. Blossom Evergreen was a fucking trial to the most patient of
men and a pain in my fucking ass. She was always there. Always right in my
line of sight or upwind of me so I had to smell that clean, fresh scent that
always clung to her. Reminded me of spring flowers or some fucking
shit.

A crash followed by a startled yelp had me pouring another drink. The woman
was also the biggest klutz known to man.

“Sorry!” The lyrical sound of Blossom’s voice shot
through me and went straight to my cock. Even knowing she’d likely
plowed over some club girl.

“Watch where you’re goin’, bitch!”

“I’m so sorry, Star! I’ll clean it up.”

“Damned straight you will!”

“Cut it out, Star!” Another club girl came to Blossom’s
aid. I knew better than to look. If I did, I’d be obliged to step in,
and if I did, every fucking club girl East of the Mississippi would be all
the fuck over me. Any hint of interest in a woman by any of the brothers
brought them in droves. They were very territorial of the unattached men in
the club.

“It’s all right, Didi. I was at fault. I’ll clean it
up.” Blossom’s voice was subdued now. Almost subservient.

“You cut it out too, Blossom! She plowed around the corner right into
you! This ain’t your fault.”

“If she hadn’t been making a nuisance of herself, tripping all
over herself and everyone else to try and get close to Walker for two
fuckin’ months, the club’d be a better fuckin’
place!”

“You don’t like it here, say the word, Star.” Atlas, the
sergeant at arms for the club, said. “I’ll be happy to take you
out.” He didn’t even stop as he passed. Just laid down his edict
and kept going. There was no doubt he’d follow through. And the
follow-through meant the woman wouldn’t be leaving. No one left Iron
Tzars. Member, old lady, prospect, or club whore. They all knew it and
respected it. Which was good. Last thing I wanted to do was to have to come
to Blossom’s defense and encourage the girl further. Because Star was
right. Blossom was making a nuisance of herself.

“Don’t listen to her,” Didi encouraged. “Come with
me. I’ll take you to the old ladies.”

“You don’t have to do that. I don’t want anyone giving
you grief, Didi.”

Didi laughed. And no. Her laugh didn’t affect me the way fucking
Blossom’s did. And who named their kid Blossom Evergreen anyway? The
woman was a walking menace, and for some stupid reason my dick had zeroed in
on her and was growing increasingly demanding.

“Don’t worry about her. She’ll fall in line just like
everyone else. The patched members run a tight ship. You don’t get in
here unless you know the score.”

Except, I didn’t think Blossom did know the score. She wasn’t a
club girl, or an old lady. She was the friend of all the old ladies. Which
made her someone we protected since it would upset the women if something
happened to their friend. It also made it difficult for everyone to figure
out exactly what her position in our midst was. No one knew quite what to do
with her.

I knew what I wanted to do with her. It involved spanking her ass, then
fucking it. Neither of which was the best idea, or one I welcomed. I hated
being around people, and Blossom Evergreen wasn’t the type of woman to
have a casual hook-up. She hadn’t made a move on any of the brothers.
Hadn’t made a move on me, though it was painfully obvious she wanted
to. Given the fact any woman I fucked had to be able to hold her own,
including taking what she needed instead of pussyfooting around, Blossom was
definitely not a woman I wanted to get mixed up with.

Didi looped her arm through Blossom’s and walked her over to three of
the women in the club who’d been claimed by members of Iron Tzars.
“Stay away from Star,” Didi said as they approached the table.
“She won’t do anything while you’re near the guys, but
she’ll chew you up and spit you out if she catches you by
yourself.”

“Who will chew her up?” Winter raised an eyebrow while her
sister, Serelda, leaned forward, her attention on the club girl.

“Star. Most of the club whores, really.” Didi smiled, but gave
the old ladies a solemn look. “She staying with anyone?”

Iris shook her head. “No. But she’s with us. You tell the girls
she’s off-limits.” The president’s woman was growing into
her role. She didn’t often give orders, but when she did, she expected
them to be obeyed. I had to admire her for that. All of them, really. They
never backed down from anyone. Not anymore. Bellarose hadn’t been with
Atlas that long, but given she was the daughter of Alexi Petrov, no one was
worried she’d have problems holding her own. Alexi being a one-third
owner of Argent Tech and the acknowledged leader of the Shadow Demons. No.
Bellarose would probably think club girls beneath her. If she chose to put
one in her place, she’d do it hard. Winter and Serelda were especially
aggressive. I didn’t know their stories, but I could tell by the scars
on each woman they hadn’t had it easy. They also didn’t bow down
to anyone, especially a club whore.

Didi grinned. “Happy to. I happen to think the world of Blossom, and
she’s too sweet to tell them where to get off.”

 

About the Author

Erotic romance author by night, emergency room tech/clerk by day, Marteeka
Karland works really hard to drive everyone in her life completely and
totally nuts. She has been creating stories from her warped imagination
since she was in the third grade. Her love of writing blossomed throughout
her teenage years until it developed into the totally unorthodox and
irreverent style her English teachers tried so hard to rid her of.

 

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Fantasies of My Best Friend’s Dad Blitz

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Contemporary Romance, Romance

Date Published: March 2023

 

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An enemies-to-lovers romance that will leave you breathless!

What happens in Tuscany, stays in Tuscany: A sizzling hot romance that
defies age and expectations…

When Emmy’s best friend ditches her for a whirlwind romance in Paris, she’s
left to explore the hills of Tuscany with the last person she ever expected
– Lyla’s enigmatic and devilishly handsome father Nathan. Trapped in a cozy
cabin during a snowstorm, Emmy discovers that Nathan is more than just a
billionaire banker, but a man with a past…and a burning desire for
her.

As the snow melts and their time in the cabin comes to an end, Nathan and
Emmy must decide if their fiery passion is just a temporary fling or if it’s
the start of a steamy love affair that will last a lifetime.

Follow Nathan and Emmy to find out how far they’ll go and how long
they’ll last when you pick up your copy of Fantasies of my Best
Friend’s Dad.

 

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Introducing the one and only, Lavender Skye, a sassy and vivacious romance
author, who knows how to keep her readers on the edge of their seats. With
her sharp wit and seductive prose, she weaves tales of love and passion that
will leave you breathless.

When she’s not crafting her next steamy novel, Lavender Skye can be found
indulging in her love of good food and wine, and spending time with her
family and friends. She believes that life is too short to be anything but
daring and that every moment should be savored.

So, if you’re looking for a romance that will leave you hot under the
collar, look no further than Lavender Skye. With her captivating characters,
sizzling chemistry, and heart-pounding plot twists, she’s sure to become
your new favorite author.

 

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(Iron Tzars MC)

Contemporary Romance, Suspense, Motorcycle Club, Age Gap

Date Published: February 10, 2023

 

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Winter — My life hasn’t been easy. For so long, my sister has been
the only one I could rely on. When we were teenagers our father sold us to
sexual predators who hurt us. We both have the scars to prove it. But we
were rescued, and I got revenge for both of us. That was over a decade ago.
I love the home we found with Black Reign, but now it’s time to move
on. To live outside the cocoon the club wrapped us in. Another club
who’s found a girl in a situation similar to the hell we left behind
all those years ago may be our answer. One man in particular calls to me on
a primitive level. His name is Roman. And I want him for my own.

Roman — I’m the enforcer for Iron Tzars. Violence is in the job
description. Never thought I’d find myself attracted to a woman as
fragile as Winter. She and her sister have been through a lot, but
there’s a core of iron in her. She’s stronger than she looks,
and the fight in her stirs the primitive Alpha male inside me. It’s
time I show her she’s more than the sum of her scars. She’s a
friggin’ goddess.

 

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I’d never been so glad to leave a place behind as I cheerfully rolled
out of Lake Worth, Florida. I did my part as enforcer for Iron Tzars, but
the entire time we’d been there I felt like we were outgunned. Black
Reign MC might not be a rival club, but they were by no means safe. As
evidenced by the way they took care of business with the fucking men
we’d caught taking orphans from the group home in the city.

Violence didn’t bother me. If a motherfucker deserved it, there was
no limit. My balls were twitching because of the casual ease with which that
bastard, Chief, had taken the skin off the men he tortured. Yeah, Brick had
participated, but our VP was emotionless on the best of days. Chief and El
Diablo were different. I wouldn’t say they enjoyed the act, but I
wouldn’t say they didn’t, either. It hadn’t bothered them
in the least.

But what really had me glad to see this place in my rear view were the twin
women who haunted the place like ghosts. Eerily lovely, they always seemed
to be where I was. Neither said anything, but they stared at me constantly.
More than one of Black Reign’s members gave me the stink-eye over it,
too though no one would tell me why. Only that I should stay away from them.
I didn’t even know the pair’s names, for fuck’s sake!
Didn’t want to know!

I drove the Bronco we’d taken as a chase vehicle down to Lake Worth.
Normally I’d ride my bike with the other brothers, but someone had to
drive the big thing back to Evansville. As Road Captain, the task would
normally fall to Clutch, but he’d had a family emergency and had
headed back early. After that, I’d drawn the short straw. My bike was
stowed in the trailer, and here I was. Behind the wheel of a fucking
cage.

Lost in thought, my eyes on the road as my brothers surrounded the cage in
front and behind, I reached over and switched on the radio. I had no desire
to dwell on another club. Not even one our former president — and my
long-time friend — now belonged to. I was an enforcer in Iron Tzars. Not
Sergeant at Arms. I didn’t need to find trouble, only punish it.
Besides, if Sting — our current president and son to the former president
— had decided Warlock had to be killed for his infractions against the
club, I would be responsible for carrying out the sentence. I didn’t
want to do that. It looked like El Diablo had forestalled anything in that
regard, though I had no idea why. It was rare for anyone to leave the Iron
Tzars. When they did, the situation was permanent. Warlock was only the
second man I knew of not to die when he left or was asked to leave. Oh,
well. Above my paygrade. I was just thankful I didn’t have to kill my
brother.

A tap on my shoulder had my head whipping around. When I saw that same
eerily lovely face I’d been trying not to think about right next to
mine, I was so startled I jerked the wheel. The girl squealed and
disappeared from my immediate vision.

“What the fuck?” The Bronco hit the rumble strips on the
shoulder. My tires must have squealed, because several of the riders in
front of us either glanced over their shoulder or turned their head slightly
to look in their mirrors. They moved to the center lane in case I was out of
control. When I slowed and pulled fully onto the shoulder, they
followed.

I got as far over as I could but didn’t turn on my flashers. Though
we weren’t hauling any contraband, I’d rather not enlist the
help of a good Samaritan or, God forbid, the state police.

Once stopped, I put the thing in park and turned around. “What the
everlasting, God forsaken fuck are you doing in my fuckin’
vehicle?” I growled at the girl but tried not to yell. I got the
feeling she was fragile and, though I was angry, I didn’t want to
scare her. As I spoke, the other one poked her head from behind the backseat
in the cargo area. “Shoulda guessed. You two ain’t ever far
apart.” There was a knock at my window, saving the girls from a
lecture.

Instead of rolling down the window, I opened the door and stepped out. The
two girls ducked back behind the seat, the first one having returned to what
had probably been their hiding place in my fucking Bronco.

“You good?” Brick peered inside the vehicle, looking for a
threat. His hand was on the gun at his hip, but he didn’t draw.

“Yeah. Just realized I had a couple of stowaways.”

Brick raised an eyebrow. Instead of explaining, I walked him around to the
back and opened the tail door for him to see for himself. They were hiding
behind cargo, but both of them poked their heads up when I opened the door
so I could see their eyes and the top of their heads over their hiding
place.

“Fuck.” He scrubbed a hand over his face. “You two in
trouble?”

One of them shook her head. The other girl shrank back.

“You know you can’t stay with us. We’ll have to take you
back.”

“No.” The braver of the two shook her head. “We want to
stay with you.”

“You afraid to go back?” Brick crossed big arms over his brawny
chest. “They hurt you?”

Black Reign didn’t seem like the type of club to hurt women. They
were protective as all get out of any of the women under their care,
especially these two. The idea that any woman might be running from that
club didn’t sit well with me, but the thought that either of these
women had an issue with them made me want to drive back and beat the fuck
out of someone.

“No,” she said in a soft voice. “It was time to
leave.”

I looked at Brick. “We’re only an hour from home. We could let
Black Reign know once we get back to the clubhouse.”

“Let me check with Sting. He may know something we don’t. If
not, he’ll decide what to do.”

“Can we please stop at a gas station or something?” The braver
one raised her head farther as she spoke. “It’s why I bothered
you. We need a bathroom break.”

“You shoulda said something before now,” I groused.
“We’ve been on the fuckin’ road for twelve fuckin’
hours! Stopped twice! Why didn’t you get out then?”

“We were afraid we wouldn’t be quick enough, and we’d get
left behind.” Her voice was almost musical but soft. And it affected
me like a gentle stroke down my chest headed straight to my cock. I needed
to squash that feeling hard. This girl wasn’t up to taking me on, even
if she’d wanted to.

I scrubbed a hand over my face. “I can’t fuckin’ believe
this. Get your asses in the back seat and buckle up.” I thought
they’d get out the back, but both of them climbed over the back seat
and did as instructed.

“Jesus, Roman, could you sound any more like a fuckin’ old
man?”

“Shut the fuck up, Brick.” Then I muttered under my breath.
“Motherfucker.”

A couple miles down the road, Brick pulled the group over at a
Buc-ee’s and everyone in the club surrounded the Bronco as the women
got out. And they were women, not older girls like I’d first thought.
The shy one shrank behind her sister when the men crowded around them both.
We didn’t get into their personal space, but it was something that
would have probably freaked any woman out.

“Jesus, guys, back off ‘em!” Iris, Sting’s
ol’ lady, was going to be a great match for our president. “Are
you trying to frighten them to death?”

Sting chuckled, watching as his woman went to my stowaways. “Better
do what she says, boys. She’s a force of nature when she wants to
be.”

Naturally, we didn’t need Sting’s OK to back off. The girls
looked terrified. The braver one had a determined look on her face as she
lifted her chin. “We’re not fragile. There’re a lot of
you. And you’re all big.”

“Of course, you’re not fragile.” Iris took her hand and
reached for the other one. “Everyone, this is Winter. Her sister here
is Serelda.”

“You know them well, baby?” Sting stood close to his woman, but
not close enough to spook the other two.

“No. But I’m looking forward to getting to know
them.”

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Contemporary Romance

Date Published: October 9, 2022

Publisher: Mindstir Media

 

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His abusive family tore him away from her. Would destiny be enough to bring
him back?

At ten years old, Chris didn’t have good looks, a caring family, or a
bright future. But what he did have for three years was the love of
Danielle, his beautiful neighbor on Fairhaven Street who showed him a
glimpse of a life he desperately wanted.

To escape his abusive father, Chris was forced to move out of state with
his mother to the icy hills of Michigan. All he could leave Danielle with
was half of a heart-shaped pendant and a promise that he would one day
return for her. To have any chance of getting her back, he had to end over
one hundred years of abuse in his family, something his family claimed he
was destined to carry on. All he had to keep him going was his half of the
pendant, which tarnished over the years from his refusal to take it
off.

 

Destiny Lives on Fairhaven Street is a touching memoir from author C.J.
Hudson of his eight-year journey of preparation to return to the love of his
life. Written to his twin sons, his story is a testament to the power of
devotion and proof that the life you’ve always wanted is possible if you
never give up.

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“Change had begun, and when the time was right, I would return for the one person I loved. I didn’t just make a promise to Danielle. I made a promise to myself. I would prove my father wrong. I didn’t need him. I’d be my own father if I had to. And I would earn Danielle’s father’s respect. And in the end, I would earn his daughter’s hand, finally free to live a life with her that previous generations of my family never knew

                When a man knows the love of an amazing woman, he will cross any mountain to win her back. If he can’t go over it, he will go through it. If he can’t go through it, he will move it. My mountain wasn’t my parents. It wasn’t Danielle’s parents, either. It was me. It was my family’s past. It had to end, and it would end with me. I would succeed where three other generations of my family had failed.

                As we crossed the state line, I opened the window and threw my hand into the sky, tossing the husk of my former self to the side of the road, leaving it to rot with the past. A new future had begun. And until I returned, a countdown would begin.

                A man who is determined alone is persistent, but a man who combines that determination with intelligence is inevitable.

                I love you, Danielle

2,699 days remaining….”

 

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When first looking at C.J. Hudson, the last thing one would expect him to
be is a multi-award-winning romance author, but that is exactly what the
bald-headed, barrel-chested disabled navy veteran is. His debut memoir
“Destiny Lives on Fairhaven Street” was written in homage to his
twin five-year old sons, telling of his eight-year journey where he ended
100 years of abuse in their family in the name of returning to the first
woman he ever loved. Destiny was written entirely on an iPhone over four
years, being re-written eight times, undergoing six full editing cycles and
being rejected 138 times before landing at Mindstir Media. Destiny quickly
became critically acclaimed and won over seven awards. C.J. resides in
Pflugerville, Texas and enjoys a life spent with his wife and sons, all
while living the very motto he plans on passing down to them one day:
“the man you are destined to become is the one you choose to be.”

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