Guarded Heart By Lisa Andres

Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000026_00012]Genre: Romance – Sports

Romance – New Adult & College

Blurb: Jesse Dubicki learned to channel all of his pent up rage into his fists.
Now, he’s just hired one of the best coaches in the world to help him succeed in becoming a top MMA fighter.

Carissa Hart is a woman that has seen more in her young life than many people will in their lifetime. She’s finally on her own two feet and determined not to let anyone hurt her again.

Jesse’s been abandoned by everyone that he’s ever loved.
Carissa has been abused by everyone that she’s ever loved.

They are inexplicably drawn to each other.

Neither of them wants to be hurt again.

Will their relationship survive when a shocking secret from Jesse’s past threatens to change their life forever?


Excerpt:“Listen, I have a little tradition after my fights in town that I go to Dubicki’s after and see my family. I either celebrate or commiserate with the locals. Any chance you would want to go with me tonight?”

“Wow. Jesse, that’s really sweet, but, honestly, I’m still digesting what just happened. It might be a bit soon to meet your family.”

“Carissa, honestly, I decided the night that I met you that you would be mine. You can meet them now, or you can meet them later, but you will meet my family.”

She bit back her smile at his bravado. His announcement to her was a little shocking, but something in it connected to her. As long as he didn’t force himself on her, she would go with the flow of things. She wasn’t ready to leave him just yet, so she decided to go with him. She tried not to be nervous about meeting the family before they’d even had their first date. She kept telling herself it was crazy, or, at the very least, it all felt a little surreal. If it was a dream, she didn’t want to wake up.


Authors Bio:Lisa Andres is an author of both Metaphysical and Romance books. She’s currently working on her next Metaphysical book: Indigo Warrior – A Guide for Indigo Adults & Parents of Indigo Children which will be out in the summer of 2014.
The third book in the Dubicki’s series featuring Dana, Carissa’s best friend from Guarded Heart, is planned for release in January 2015.
Lisa lives near Minneapolis, Minnesota with her boyfriend and three cats. or @lisaandres

Review: Blood and Fire by Tori L Ridgewood

Blood and Fire

The second book in the Talbot Trilogy is a mesmerizing paranormal read that keeps the adrenaline pumping.  Unbeknownst to Rayvin, she has allies rallying the forces to save her and the town of Talbot and they arrive just in time to discover that there is an even greater threat than they imagined.

This steady to fast paced plot keeps the reader on their toes with lots of suspense, action, and drama.  The author uses well written words to bring the story to life with vivid imagery and details that capture the imagination.  The anticipation builds throughout the story as Rayvin tries to find a way out of predicament and destroy the vampire once and for all. The well orchestrated action scenes are believable and make the reader feel as if they are part of the story and the strong compelling characters are easily related to and grab the reader’s attention from the beginning.

The romance between the two couples Charlotte and Pike and Rayvin and Grant remains strong even with everything going on.  There is also a new romance introduced with two more characters but the focus of the story is the conflict between good and evil and as the danger escalates there is little time for the softer side of things.  There is some sex scenes as well but again they are not the focus of the story especially as Rayvin’s body may agree to the vampire’s demands her heart belongs to Grant.  The author conveys all the turmoil and emotions of the characters with such intensity that the reader can’t help but get caught up in the story.

The author has created a fascinating paranormal story that sends chills up the spine and the captivating characters and their stories really inspire curiosity.  I can’t wait to read the outcome of this thrilling battle.  It is really best that the Talbot Trilogy be read in order starting with the prequel as the battle continues through each book.



The Talbot Trilogy
.5 – Mist and Midnight (prequel)
1 – Wind and Shadow
2 – Blood and Fire (coming early 2014)


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Review: Mist and Midnight by Tori L Ridgewood

Mist and Midnight

This prequel to the Talbot Trilogy is a mesmerizing and intriguing read. Stalked by a vampire who wants her as his mate, Charlotte’s only protection is her magic and the last thing she’s needs is her attraction to the hot Pike Mahonen.

This fast paced plot keeps readers shivering in suspense with intrigue, magic and romance.  The author uses well written words and details that inspire vivid images that make it easy for the reader to get caught up in this quick romance.  The tension builds as Charlotte runs from the vampire stalking her and tries to stay away from the sexy Pike. The strong compelling characters are easily related to and grab the reader’s attention from the very beginning.

The attraction between Charlotte and Pike is off the charts but she fights the relationship and tries to stay away because of the danger she would bring to his life.  The author conveys the emotions and personalities of each of the characters with vibrant intensity bringing them to life, even the vampire as he sends chills down the reader’s spine.

I was totally caught up in this quick read and while I wish it had been longer the author managed to pack a lot of story in this novella. I have read the first book in the trilogy and really enjoyed it, so I will be reading the second book in the trilogy soon.



The Talbot Trilogy
.5 – Mist and Midnight (prequel)
1 – Wind and Shadow
2 – Blood and Fire (coming early 2014)


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Cover Reveal: The Dark Seduction of Miss Jane By Amanda McIntyre

The Dark Seduction of Miss Jane 
By Amanda McIntyre
A scandalous betrayal sets Miss Jane Goodwin on an unexpected journey to London to pursue her dream of being the first female investigative journalist, but she soon finds herself in a hotbed of murder and controversy. Seduced by the passions of a mysterious lover and stalked by a madman, tensions mount as Jane falls prey to her desires, only to discover a deadly secret that threatens more than just her trust in men.
Inspector Randolph Mansfield is one of Scotland Yard’s elite, battling the dark secrets of his past while trying to solve a rash of grisly murders threatening to mar Queen Victoria’s Jubilee. His respite is the anonymity he finds in the decadence of a private gentleman’s club, until a determined American journalist goes undercover in search of her stalker and he finds the lines between protection and passion blurred. But as tensions heat and her life is threatened, he must choose whether to reveal his true identity at the risk of losing her trust and his career.
Release Date: 
July 11, 2014
London 1887
“Of course, the Her Majesty is having her Golden Jubilee in
June. They say it’s to be one of the grandest celebrations that London has seen
in some time. There are preparations being made for a parade, a gala ball, and
fireworks, as I understand it.”
“Not if the socialists have anything to say about it,”
Wesley muttered.
The conversation came to an abrupt standstill. From the look
that Isabella darted to her nephew, Jane sensed that she did not appreciate his
“What?” He looked back at his aunt. “Shouldn’t she have a
realistic view of what is happening in lovely London town?”
Isabella pointed her finger, prepared to respond when the
carriage came to an abrupt stop, taking with it any semblance of a breeze.
“Probably traffic. I’m sure it’s just a slight delay. We
should be moving soon,” Isabella said, working the fan diligently in front of
her face.
Jane poked her head out of the window, hopeful for a gulp of
air, but curious just the same as to the delay.
“Why don’t I tell you about our writing club while we wait?”
Isabella suggested.
Jane drew in her head, less interested in hearing about the
club than what was preventing their progress in getting there. She dropped her
book and gloves on the seat beside her and gathered her skirts to exit the
carriage. “If you don’t mind, I think I’ll just step outside and see what the reason
for our delay is.” The truth of it was that the stifling heat inside the cab
was making her nauseated.
“Watch out, miss,” a gruff voice boomed out of nowhere as
she opened the door. Caught off guard, she missed the step entirely and escaped
total embarrassment of landing on her face thanks to a set of strong arms that
captured her waist. “You should learn to look, young woman, before you step
from a coach.”
Jane steadied her legs, preparing to face her rescuer.
“Excuse me, miss. I’m in a bit of a hurry.”
“But I…” She barely caught a glimpse of him as he turned and
headed at a quick gait up the street. From her view, she noted his hair, badly
in need of attention, was thick, coal black and hung in deep waves over his
collar. His dark brown coat flapped around his long legs in his determined
“Ah, I see you’ve met our illustrious Inspector Mansfield.”
Wesley hopped from the carriage. Together they watched him disappear around the
corner of a building a few yards ahead. Other curiosity seekers were trotting
toward the same direction.
“Come on.” Intrigued, she grabbed Wesley’s hand.
“Where to, Miss Jane?” He gave her a puzzled look, but kept
up with her stride.
“To wherever he is going. He is the inspector, correct?”
“True, but…”
Jane lifted the hem of her skirt, empowered by the familiar
rush of a reporter’s adrenaline infusing her stamina. She looked over her
shoulder and spoke to Wesley, who lagged a few steps behind. “Then we certainly
don’t want to miss whatever he is so hell-bent to get to.” This is what she
lived for, the drama of everyday life. Perhaps it was the thrill of the
unknown—the chase, as it were. A trait derived no doubt by her adventuresome
parents. They never settled for long between their journeys, always, it seemed,
in a constant state of preparation for their next mission. They loved Jane, of
course, but as she grew older, she began to wonder if her conception had simply
been another grand venture. When they were around, they were larger than life
to her—filled with glorious stories and tales of their journeys. And when they
were gone and her life was divided between boarding school and Aunt Cornelia’s
house, their letters were all that Jane had to cling to in her adolescence.
They had promised that when she was of a proper age, they would take her with
them. But that promise—unfilled—followed them to their graves. Now it was up to
Jane to find her own adventures.
“Miss Jane, it could be dangerous,” Wesley called as they
waded into the crowd beginning to clog the street. He caught up to her, keeping
pace with her tenacity in pushing through the throng.
“Very possibly, but what great story isn’t just a bit
dangerous, I ask you?” She smiled at him with a quick glance as they neared the
top of the hill to follow where the inspector had disappeared.
A rigid wall of uniformed constables formed a barricade at
the end of the street, keeping gawkers from disrupting whatever scene lay
ahead. The crowd pressed close to the human barrier, trying to catch a glimpse
at what was going on.
“They’ve blocked the street.” Wesley craned his neck over
the huddled mass in front of them.
“Do you see any possible way of getting closer?” she asked,
searching for a way through the tightly packed humanity.
“Another body part.”
Jane whirled to see where the whispered comment had come
from, but too many people had crowded around her.
“The second in a few weeks’ time. I hear the inspector has
his hands bloody full. He’s got no way of knowing how to identify the bits.”
Jane was astounded by the whispered rumors. How was it that
such news had not yet made it across the Atlantic? Quiet murmurs followed with
a gasp or two, but no one spoke aloud. Jane struggled, backtracking until she
found Wesley. She grabbed his arm and leaned close. “Did you hear? They say
it’s a body part?” Horror-stricken, she stared at him. “What is going on in
London that you’ve not told me about?”
Wesley’s expression clouded and he looked around, leaning
close so he wouldn’t be overheard. “Be cautious of what you say, Jane. And
don’t jump to conclusions based on hearsay.”
Her gaze narrowed, and so too, her patience. “A good
reporter will verify the rumors, you can be assured, sir.”  Still, she couldn’t say why it perplexed her
that the Hamptons had not even mentioned such macabre goings-on in their
correspondence. “Still, I heard it plain as day. Someone said it was a body
He tucked his thumbs in his pockets, his lip curling in a
brief smile. “People love to gossip, Jane. The longer you’re here, the more you
will see that London is a great melting pot of many types of people. They
arrive daily, bringing their beliefs, their way of life, with them. Frankly,
not all of them agree with how the queen dictates the government.”
“I don’t understand,” she whispered sternly. “Are you saying
that these murders are motivated by”—she waved one hand—“politics?”
“Sshh.” He frowned at her. “The streets have ears.”
Jane sighed and noticed over his shoulder an opening near
the barricade of solemn-faced Bobbies. She surged forward, determined to see
for herself what the city agencies were trying to hide. She heard Wesley
calling her name, but fought through the mob, making her way to the front.
“Miss Goodwin!”
Wesley’s voice carried over the heads of the crowd. She
pressed forward, confident he would catch up. She faced the determined
uniformed officers and pushed up on her toes to catch a glimpse beyond the
broad shoulders of London’s finest. A few yards away, she spotted the
dark-haired inspector. He was kneeling beside an object that he’d hastily
covered with his own coat. Her thoughts raced with how she could get close
enough to speak to him, but even as she considered her options, an ambulance
with the words St. John’s Hospital painted on the side arrived. The drivers,
holding white sheets up to shroud the object from public view, placed it in the
wagon, and carted it away. Within moments of its departure, the congested group
of gawkers began to dissipate as quickly as they’d assembled. Looking weary and
slightly frustrated from his battle with the crowd, Wesley arrived at Jane’s
“Were you able to see anything?” Wesley eyed the inspector
and the men circled around him as he spoke. He appeared to be giving out
“No, they’ve shielded something from the crowd.” Jane looked
at Wesley, knowing that whatever it was, seemed very small. Wrapped in the
hospital drape, it had taken only one man to carry it back to the ambulance.
“Has this happened before?
Do they have any leads?”
Wesley hesitated, and then gently took her arm. “We’ll
discuss this in private, Jane. Not here on the street.”
She walked beside him, his arm looped through hers. She
slowed as they passed by the inspector and the small group of men he spoke to,
hoping to overhear some of what was being said. She was so focused on listening
that she didn’t realize until too late the dark eyes of the inspector studying
her. Transfixed, she regarded him and his brooding expression. His firm jaw
looked as though untouched by his morning razor, clenched as his provocative
mouth turned down in a grim frown. His eyes, unwavering, held hers, following
her like a panther watching his prey. Despite the warm temperature, a shiver
skated across her shoulders. Jane forced herself to look away.
About The Author
Amanda McIntyre grew up the daughter of a father who was a distributor for a New York magazine publishing firm, and usually had her nose stuck in the latest issue of Vampirella magazine or a Hitchcock Mystery paperback. She has been called  “a true artist in the writing realm’ and her zest for life inspires her “character-driven” stories. Her passion is to take ordinary people and place them in extraordinary situations. She is a best-selling, multi-genre hybrid author and has received numerous awards and nominations for her work. Amanda is published internationally, in audio, e-book and in print. She currently writes sizzling contemporary cowboy romance and is about to release her first historical erotic thriller.
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