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Paranormal Romance

Date Published: April 4, 2025

 

 

He may be her salvation — if she’s willing to lose her wings all over
again.

 

Livia was cast out of heaven for the crime of falling in love with a human.
So what’s a fallen angel to do when she meets the man of her dreams? Falling
certainly has its perks.

Ty didn’t expect the angel at his party to be fallen or to have a murky
past. He also didn’t expect her to end up in his arms. Now he’s not about to
let the past stand in the way of their future.

 

EXCERPT

 

Parties are so lame.

Livia crossed her arms and stared at the people swaying before her. Hard
rock blasted from the speakers and rumbled the floor. She flicked a lock of
her hair over her shoulder. Dancing, laughing, and more than enough
drinking. She sighed. When was the last time she’d danced and laughed? Hell.
She couldn’t remember.

She wanted to dance, to wrap her arms around a torso thick with muscle, to
rest her head on a taut set of pecs and hear the heartbeat of a red-blooded
male like the one she’d drooled over in her history course. He’d mentioned
throwing an event. She wanted to see him, to see if he was actually like the
persona she’d created for him in her mind.

She snorted. Meeting a guy was probably not the best reason to attend a
costume party off campus, but who cared? It wasn’t like she had anyone
keeping tabs on her.

A young man dressed as a gladiator ambled toward her. “Hel-lo,
beautiful.” A wide grin curled his lips. His blond hair flopped over
his brow as he winked and pointed to her with his sloshing cup. “You
shouldn’t stand in the corner alone. Might get your wings dirty.”

Wings? She crooked one brow. She’d come as a Madonna look-alike, not an
angel. When she glanced over her shoulder, sure enough, her wings were there
— translucent, but there. Odd. “They’ll wash.” Her wings had been
ripped off over two thousand years prior. When – and how — the hell had
they come back?

“Yeah?” He wobbled on his feet. “Feathers work in a washing
machine?” He burped and his dark eyes widened. “I made a
funny.” He swayed again and splashed beer onto her bustier.

Livia gritted her teeth. This wasn’t the man she had in mind. Her dream man
didn’t slop alcohol on anyone — as far as she knew. Was the man in her mind
simply a figment of her imagination? An impossibility? Probably. She’d been
around far too long and seen more than her share of good men fall by the
wayside.

At least washing the beer stench out of her clothes wouldn’t be too
difficult.

“So, do ya wanna go make out?” He licked his lips. “I’m a
great kisser, and I bet you do wonders with those tits.”

“Go home, Brett.”

Livia’s blood turned to fire in her veins. The deep, gravelly voice set her
nerves on edge. If the drunken fool would just blow, she could at least see
the guy who’d come to her aid. If he was Tyler from history class, then even
better.

“Butt out, Ty.” Brett smacked his lips. “We were gonna have
sex. Me and those lovelies.” He reached out, hands hovering over her
chest. “Come to Brett. Again.”

Again? Who was this clown? “I wouldn’t have sex with you if you were
the last man alive,” Livia snapped and slapped his hands away.
“You spilled beer on me, and you’re an ass.”

“You’d know.” He swayed into her personal space and murmured in a
much less slurred tone, “I never forgot you.”

Never forgot her? What the hell was this guy drinking? She stared at the
drunken gladiator. Nothing about him really stood out. Still, at her age,
everything looked a little familiar. He couldn’t possibly be him. Isaiah was
dead. She’d seen him die over three centuries ago.

“Okay, time for Brett to go home. I don’t want shit on my carpet, and
she’s not interested.” The owner of the deep voice stepped out from
behind Livia and grabbed Brett’s arms. Her jaw dropped. This man was the
man. The man. Tyler Wilson embodied her innermost desires, and he was right
there protecting her.

Lean muscle filled out Ty’s tall frame. What would it feel like to have his
hands on her body? To run her fingers through his thick, dark hair and
listen to him murmur dirty things as they explored each other’s bodies —
what would it be like? A flash of bodies moving together and the look of
sheer lust in his blue eyes filled her mind. Oh, good God, it would be
almost heaven. Her pussy clenched and liquid heat coated her panties.

If he felt the heat, too. She couldn’t hope to be so lucky again. The
run-in with Brett or whoever he was had served as a cold reminder of what
she’d fallen for and couldn’t have.

Both men moved through the throng of people and disappeared. She should
stick around and find out if Ty was interested or if he was just keeping an
eye on his property. Not that she could blame him. Dumped beer could be
murder on a sound system. Not that her opinion mattered much. She was just a
partygoer like everyone else there. She folded her arms. Every moment she
waited, her conscience ate into her a little more. Waiting made her look
weak. It made her look needy. Was she needy?

Maybe. Damn.

No. She’d waited long enough. If he really wanted to talk to her, he’d have
come back. She turned and made her way to the apartment door and rummaged
through the pile of coats, looking for hers. Guys like Ty had women chasing
them in swarms. She’d been witness to that every time she walked out of the
Saunders Building. She wasn’t going to follow him around like a damned
puppy. Coat in hand, she turned toward the door. She plowed into a scantily
clad tiger giggling with a cowboy.

“Watch it,” the tiger snapped. “Nice wings, though. Costume
outlet, or did you get them online? I’ve been looking for some just like
them. I want a set. Michael, buy me some like that.”

Livia rolled her eyes. The truth was much too involved. Obscure always
worked. “I don’t remember.”

The cowboy tipped his hat. “Wanna join in?” He bobbed his brows,
and his gaze went straight to her chest. “We’re always looking for
more, and looking at those boobs, you’d be one hell of a third.”

“Michael! You said I was the only one,” she squealed. “No
more thirds.”

Michael shrugged. “Can’t blame me for asking.” He turned his
attention back to Livia. “You in?”

If they only knew what she’d done during her lifetime. “I’m good. No
thanks.” Livia ducked her head and stepped out into the hallway. She
didn’t look up until she hit the stairwell door.

Finally. Freedom.

Livia stopped on the landing and stared up at the sky through the round
stairwell window. Her heart ached. He was out there somewhere. The one man
to complete her. Was he still alive? Had she’d only imagined his death? Or
was she doomed to walk the Earth for the rest of eternity, alone?

Tears burned at the corners of her eyes. It was foolish to pine for the
assumed dead, especially when they’d parted so badly. Still, Isaiah held her
heart and her life in his hands, just as he’d had for the last couple
thousand years.

Footsteps thumped behind her, but she didn’t bother to look up.

“Angel?”

About the Author

Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author
of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing
since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary
and paranormal to LGBTQ and white hot themes. No matter what the length, her
works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her
characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s
been nominated at the LRC for Best Author, Best Contemporary, Best
Ménage, Best BDSM and Best Anthology. Her books have made it to the
bestseller lists on various e-tailer sites.

When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as
well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but
football is her sport of choice. She’s an active member of the Friends
of the Keystone-LaGrange Public library.

 

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Paranormal Romance

Date Published: 2015

Publisher: Champagne Publishing

 

 

Trinity was once a fragile girl. Being taken by a powerful vampire prince
changed her. Discovering him in the arms of another woman changed destiny.
Alone, she’s learned fast how to be tough, how to survive, and how to
protect the people in her city from the evil that lurks in the dark. She was
managing just fine, until Basil walked back into her life.

Basil Hawthorn has been the reigning prince of vampires since banishing his
father to the Realm of Dark Mystics decades earlier. When a prophetic dream
makes him realize Trinity’s life is at risk, he decides the only way
to save her is to push her away. Doing so is not easy. Trinity is the only
woman he has ever loved, will ever love, and he can’t seem to let her
go.

When rumors arise of a plan to raise the king and blot out the sun, both
Trinity and Basil know they must do everything to stop it. Even if it means
working together. Despite betrayal and threats, they find themselves drawn
to each other. Love has no boundaries, especially in the face of danger. But
will they be able to stop the ritual before it’s too late?

Or will the darkness capture them both?

 

 

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That damn itch she’d been having lately was back, and it was driving
her nuts. Rolling her shoulders, she watched two redheads staggering from
the bar’s exit and towards a dimly lit street.

Here we go again, She kept to the shadows as she followed after them.
Uneventfully, they made it to their car and drove off. She hoped the cops
were out tonight and those two were hauled in to sleep off their
drunk.

Turning back to the club, she waited and watched for the next two hours and
was glad nothing had happened. So far. But the night was still young.

“Can you smell it?”

She didn’t jump, but slowly looked over at Basil who appeared next to
her. She hated when he just appeared out of thin air, but she knew he loved
that entrance the best. “Your stink? Always.”

He didn’t sneer at her but slowly lifted his hand and lit the
cigarette between his fingers. “The blood of a human. Does it still
draw you in, make you hunger, make you want?”

“I’ve got a strong will.” Deliberately, she shifted away
from him. It wasn’t only the smoke that bothered her—and always
had—but his scent. It pissed her off that he could still make her
ache.

She waved the smoke away annoyingly and shifted just a bit farther away.
“Why are you skulking, Basil? Because if you’re following me, I
am going to so kick your ass.”

“I was in the neighborhood.”

She glared at him and growled her response. “If you’re here to
drink, let me warn you now that I won’t allow it.”

“Who am I supposed to drink from now that I no longer am nourished by
your blood?”

She chose not to answer that. “Why does it seem that you’re
always around, lurking in the dark, around places that aren’t your
usual hangouts? Unless….there’s a reason?” The thought
stabbed into her, and though she didn’t want to believe it, she had to
ask. “Are you trying to take more females of your own? Are you the one
abducting young girls?”

With one quick and easy flick, he tossed the cigarette into the darkness.
The red tip glowed as it flew through the air before landing on the gravel
to bounce and spit out a cloud of red sparkling fireworks. “I will not
even dignify that with an answer.”

“It’s so obvious, now that I think about it. I was young when
you took me, made me yours. Is that what you’re doing, Basil, making
another mate?”

His icy blue eyes narrowed dangerously as he stepped closer. “I have
a mate and to think you would even have such a thought sickens
me.”

“You don’t have me, Basil.” Her voice grew dangerous.
“If I’m so wrong, then do explain to me why you’re always
out in the darkness, skulking near all these young girls?”

“The very same reason you are, my dear.” He ran a finger along
her face, making her scowl.

She snorted, stepping away from him before he decided to do something
stupid, like kiss her. “Please, I hardly think you’re out here
looking to find the person or persons responsible for taking four innocent
girls.”

Leaning against the building behind them, Basil looked off into the
direction of the bar and the people waiting in line to be allowed inside.
“You think so little of me and that’s a shame. But I suppose
I’ve done it to myself. Yes, Trinity, I am looking to find out who
took those young girls, as you are. And why you might ask?” He shifted
towards her, sliding in nice and close and making her pulse speed up. He
laid his fingers on her cheek, then slowly slid them along her face.
“Because I have a feeling I am connected to the reason they’ve
been taken.”

She had all but a moment to open her mouth to respond when he closed it
with a mind numbing kiss, then pulling away, turned into a dog and scampered
away.

Now what the hell did he mean by that?

About the Author

Shiela Stewart

Shiela Stewart is a paranormal suspense author with a writing history that
stems back to her youth.  Always a dreamer, wondering if her stories
would ever reach an audience, she was finally published in 2006 and
hasn’t stopped since.  It is rare to find a stand-alone book as
she prefers series stories. Her longest running series to date is her
Darkness series, which is a vampire romance.

Her joy for scary suspense is evident in each of her books. She has had
several accomplishments, including fighting for the top spot in the rankings
with author Stephanie Myers, receiving glowing reviews as well as interviews
on local television and reviews and interviews in The Romantic Times
Magazine.

When not writing, Shiela spends her time with the love of her life,
William, and their children and grandchildren.. Her strong affection for
animals is evident in the many cats she cares for.

Her favorite time of the day is at sunset.

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Paranormal Romance

Date Published: 02/04/2025

Publisher: Harbor Lane Books, LLC

 

The women in her family have a history of falling in love with ghosts.
Aoife’s positive she’s the exception to the rule.

She’s wrong.

 

Aoife ‘Fee’ Gowdie is exploring a derelict London music hall when she
discovers a seventeenth century theatre below. The problem? It’s got a
seventeenth century ghost in it. And he has a pet-Fee’s mouse, the one she
buried that morning.

Gilbert ‘Gil’ Sorley-orphan, thief, actor, playwright-was born in 1613 and
died… The jury’s still out on that. He remembers the moment. The fight,
the blade, the blood. It’s been a gray wasteland since then. Until the
miracle of her. And the mouse.

The old theatre has protected Gil for centuries, but now it’s slated for
demolition. To stop time and death, Fee and Gil have nothing except
desperate, impossible love. Is it enough?

BOUND TO HAPPEN by Annie R McEwen is perfect for fans of Discovery of
Witches and Practical Magic, the A Stitch in Time books, Ghost, and The
Ghost and Mrs. Muir.

 

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Here’s the bio: A career historian, Annie R McEwen has lived in six
countries and under every roof from a canvas tent to a Georgian Era manor
house, all of which helps her create award-winning romance set in faraway
times and places. Annie has novels and series available on every major sales
platform. Her publishers are Harbor Lane Books (US), Bloodhound Books (UK),
Rowan Prose Publishing, and The Wild Rose Press. When she’s not in her
1920s bungalow in Florida, Annie writes, blogs, and explores castles in
Wales, which is just about the most magical place on the planet.

Winner of the 2022 Page Turners Award, Genre (Romance) Category, Annie also
garnered both First and Second Place 2022 RTTAs (Romance Through Ages Awards
from Romance Writers of America), the 2023 MAGGIE Award, and the 2023 Daphne
du Maurier Award. A Finalist for the 2024 Page Turners Writing Award, she
was Shortlisted for a Writing Mentorship Award. Her short fiction appears in
multiple anthologies.

Annie’s got more WIPs than kittens. Here’s one: a romantic suspense novel
about pirates on the Kentish coast in the late 1700s. In it, her third
great-grandad, a 4th Light Dragoon, makes a cameo appearance.

 

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Paranormal Romance

Date Published: January 26, 2023

 

 

Shawna Davies, a relentless South Beach narcotics detective, is hell-bent
on taking down a sinister drug lord infiltrating the club scene with a
lethal designer drug, La Petit Mort. Tormented by an insatiable longing for
something more in her existence, she grapples with the maddening absence of
a vital piece of her soul. Unsure of how to escape the void in her life, a
flicker of hope emerges with his arrival.

Eric Black, a formidable vampire enforcer serving the council of elder
vampires who govern the paranormal realm, is assigned to assist Shawna in
her treacherous quest. However, Eric faces his own agonizing demons and
dreads the prospect of a partner in his shadowy world. As fate intertwines
Eric and Shawna’s destinies, he must confront the possibility of entrusting
her with his darkest secrets while attempting to resist an undeniable, fiery
attraction. Unbeknownst to him, Shawna harbors concealed mysteries of her
own.

Bound together under dire circumstances, an intense passion ignites between
them. But as their entwined worlds unravel further, Eric’s cryptic past
threatens to obliterate any chance of love. Can they overcome the dangers
lurking behind hidden truths, or will their buried secrets ultimately
consume them both?

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Paranormal Romance

Date Published: January 26, 2023

 

 

Shawna Davies, a relentless South Beach narcotics detective, is hell-bent
on taking down a sinister drug lord infiltrating the club scene with a
lethal designer drug, La Petit Mort. Tormented by an insatiable longing for
something more in her existence, she grapples with the maddening absence of
a vital piece of her soul. Unsure of how to escape the void in her life, a
flicker of hope emerges with his arrival.

Eric Black, a formidable vampire enforcer serving the council of elder
vampires who govern the paranormal realm, is assigned to assist Shawna in
her treacherous quest. However, Eric faces his own agonizing demons and
dreads the prospect of a partner in his shadowy world. As fate intertwines
Eric and Shawna’s destinies, he must confront the possibility of entrusting
her with his darkest secrets while attempting to resist an undeniable, fiery
attraction. Unbeknownst to him, Shawna harbors concealed mysteries of her
own.

Bound together under dire circumstances, an intense passion ignites between
them. But as their entwined worlds unravel further, Eric’s cryptic past
threatens to obliterate any chance of love. Can they overcome the dangers
lurking behind hidden truths, or will their buried secrets ultimately
consume them both?

Kerrie Biehl

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