The only two I’m really looking forward to on this list are Blade Runner and Star Wars.

I want to be Bertie Wooster in my next life. Wealthy enough to do anything he wants (including travel first class on steamships to New York), regularly invited to house parties, his major problem is avoiding his aunts and avoiding getting married, but he’s got Jeeves to get him out of whatever jam he gets into and make him a perfect cup of tea every morning.

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Seduction in Seville (The Men of FTI, Book #2)

Author: Olivia Night

Blurb

In a hospital in Seville, Spain, Patrick Kane lies in a coma. Ambushed and shot while protecting someone important to him, he fights to survive.
She never thought she would see him again. Patrick, the man who’d brought her back.
Eight years ago, Patrick Kane, a joint partner in Fairlane Trade International, descended into a basement of horrors. That horrible day he rescued many women, but one he would always remember. Her beautiful doe eyes filled his dreams and haunted his nightmares.
Madison Lockwood, a nurse, has struggled to put her past behind her, trying to forget the time she spent in captivity. But she recognizes the man who rescued her and brought her out of that terrifying reality. She owes him her life. Patrick is gravely injured, and Madison vows to see him through.
When Patrick opens his eyes, he instantly knows that he made a mistake leaving Madison after freeing her from the clutches of a human trafficking ring. She is meant to be his. As Patrick tries to win over a wary Madison, the past they both thought was gone for good comes back with a vengeance. One by one, the survivors of the horrific ordeal are being murdered. Patrick knows that Madison will be next if he doesn’t protect her.
Together they must fight for their survival. Seduction In Seville, book two in the Men of FTI series, is a tale of redemption, murder, new beginnings, and love that takes the reader on a wild, exotic ride.

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Excerpt:

Madison remembered staring up at him after he had extended his hand to her, and preparing herself for what was to come. What she’d assumed was going to come. But it never had. It had been his eyes that had brought her back. They were the most mesmerizing emerald green. They shone in his face like a lighthouse would during a terrible storm. His eyes, like the lights, meant safety. He had, very gently, taken her hand and lifted her to her feet. Madison had averted her gaze then. She had been afraid to hope, thinking them coming to rescue her was some sick psychological game.
He hadn’t touched her, but dropped his face so his gaze could reach hers. “You’re safe now,” he’d said as a small, gentle smile played at his lips.
“You’re safe now,” he repeated.
She remembered throwing herself into his arms and sobbing. The man had moved his body away from hers, not allowing them to touch other than her arms around his neck and her face buried there too. All she had thought to say had been “thank you,” so she’d repeated it over and over again. He’d stood that way with her for a long time. Madison hadn’t given any thought to how she might have looked or, worse, smelled.
She’d stood there crying uncontrollably and rejoicing that it was over. Eventually, the exhaustion of being there for as long as she had, the exhaustion from constantly fighting for survival, the exhaustion of having given up, hit her, and her knees had begun to give out. He’d walked her to the stairs, and somehow he knew those stairs seemed too high. Too daunting.
So he’d told her, “I’m going to pick you up, okay?”
She could only nod, her face still pushed into his neck. He had scooped her up as if she’d weighed nothing.
Madison remembered being placed in a Jeep and the man gently buckling her in. He
had begun to close the door and seemed ready to walk away, but Madison had protested. “Please…could you stay with me?”
Her voice had been soft and weak. She had been so tired. He’d glanced over at another man who was orchestrating arrangements for the rest of the women who had been saved. They had been creating a triage, of sorts. Those who’d needed urgent care and had been the worst off were in Jeeps equipped with stretchers, and two or three other women, like her, had been put in cars. There were some who had been carefully placed on stretchers with blankets over their bodies and faces. Madison hadn’t wanted to look to see where they were going. The guy who was clearly in charge had cast a glance over at her and nodded. Then the man who’d saved her climbed in the backseat and buckled his seat belt as the car started and they’d begun to drive away.
Bouncing down the unpaved road had jarred her injuries. She’d tried to stay quiet. Even at that point, leaving that awful place, she hadn’t been entirely convinced that this was real. But he had heard her quiet gasps. He’d looked over at her and placed his arm around her shoulders and effectively held her in place so that the bumps along the road did not jar her as much.
It had been then she’d noticed the scar. Her rescuer had a scar that ran the length of his face. It was almost a perfect diagonal, cutting across his left check, going through his top lip and down into his bottom. It was thin but looked no less viscous. How had he gotten that kind of a scar? But before Madison could give the question any real thought, her eyes had grown heavy, and she focused her energies instead on staying awake. She had been terrified to fall asleep. She had been afraid if she’d closed her eyes she would wake up once again in the basement.
As if reading her mind, he had turned toward her and whispered, “You’re safe now. You don’t have to be scared anymore. You’re safe, I promise.”
And with that, her eyes had shut. She hadn’t voluntarily touched another human being in months. But she’d wanted him near her. So she’d laid her head on his strong shoulder and slept. She’d woken in the hospital a few days later. Emerald Eyes had been gone.

And now, eight years later, it was her turn to save him.

Seduction in Seville, The Men of FTI Book 2
Release Date: 2.1.2016

Want to know what started it all?

In the mangroves of Sierra Leone, two strangers raised a world apart find themselves inextricably connected. Seduction in Sierra Leone, the first in a series of three novels, is a fast-paced tale of murder, lust, and love that transports the reader to a foreign and mysterious world of danger.

Aislinn Salameh, an American relief worker, is searching for purpose in her self- imposed lonely world. The stranger who enters her village on a blistering hot day seems more animal than human. She knows she should stay far away but can’t stop herself from being drawn to the mysterious man.

Brandt Fairlane is haunted by the sins of his past. Detached from others, Brandt has spent his life alone. His line of work is too dangerous for the luxuries of love and family.

When Brandt sees Aislinn and her haunting eyes, he knows he must possess her. But when Brandt’s past comes back from the dead and Aislinn is caught in the crossfire, it is up to him to keep her safe. In order to survive, they must learn to rely on one another. As they run for their lives, the heat between them becomes undeniable. Now, Brandt must not only protect Aislinn from a madman committed to stealing her away, but he also must protect her from himself. Because if Brandt steals her body and her heart, he’ll never let her go.

Reviews for Seduction in Sierra Leone, The Men of FTI Book 1

Night Owl Reviews – 4 Stars

“Seduction in Sierra Leone has a great combination of action and romance. This book is well written and fast paced. There is enough hot sex to keep you reading and cheering on the couple. I recommend this book to all suspense and military romance readers. I’m looking forward to next book.”

Seduction in Sierra Leone, The Men of FTI Book 1

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Author Bio:

Olivia Night, a fictional character herself, has always been an avid reader and writer. She found the romance genre in college and has never been able to get enough. One sleepless night, the main characters of Book One in her Men of FTI series sprang from her head fully formed. They demanded she tell their story; so she did. As they revealed themselves, so did two other intriguing characters. Those characters convinced her to give them their own books because their stories were worth telling too. And so Olivia suddenly became a romance author. When Olivia is not writing, she has the best job in the world, which, too, will remain a secret. In her free time, she reads, write, drinks wine, or is, most likely, out emulating Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Olivia lives in one of the most diverse and vibrant cities in the U.S.—Baltimore. She lives with her cat, which she is convinced was a gladiator in his past life. Olivia plans to continue being awesome at this thing called life. Really, that’s her only goal.

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TITLE: Resplendent Rush

SERIES: Resplendence, Book #2)

AUTHOR: Bella J

Blurb

Lexi is a vivacious, quirky, and fiercely independent woman with enough attitude and wit to intimidate even the most confident of men. Levi is a sexy-as-hell, cocksure, smoldering hot marine blessed with smooth swagger and cool confidence to charm his way into any woman’s bed. The one thing they have in common, though, is their disinterest in finding love. She’s determined to not let love interfere and dictate her life. And with his career, he doesn’t need the emotional ties and baggage of love, and dreams of white picket fences.

But a few chance encounters have these two tangled up in one wild, passionate, explosive ride which neither of them expected, and which leaves them completely and utterly addicted to each other. Already in too deep, Lexi stubbornly fights her growing feelings for him and refuses to become vulnerable against the power that love seems to yield. She has witnessed firsthand how loving someone can destroy a person, leaving him defenseless against a life of emotional turmoil. She refuses to let it happen to her.

Levi knows that Lexi is holding back. He knows that she is keeping a part of her heart guarded. He’s determined to burn down the walls she so desperately clings to, and make her surrender her all to him. But with his long-lost brother’s unexpected return comes an inexorable danger that he will do just about anything to protect her from—even if it means losing her, and in the end, breaking her heart.

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Excerpt:

She hardly knew the guy—but got very well acquainted with his body within the span of three hours. Three hours! The man had become a legend in Lexi’s eyes.

Then the Legend opened those beautiful green eyes. A contented smile appeared on his face as he closed his eyes and stretched his arms under the pillow, his ass cheeks puckering into curved shapes of hard muscle—which she wanted to squeeze so freakin’ bad.

“Hey, Petite.”

“Hey,” she said back and pulled the sheet up.

One of those green orbs opened and looked at her. “It’s a bit late for modesty, don’t you think?”

“Who knows, maybe you were too drunk to see anything.”

“Oh, I saw everything, believe me.”

She snorted. “I doubt that.”

Then like one of those freaky fast, stealthy ninjas, he moved, and she was pinned beneath him. Blood rushed to her cheeks.

“I made sure I saw every inch of you,” he whispered against her lips. A warm fuzzy feeling spread across her chest.

His hand toyed with the top of the sheet that still covered her, and slowly he moved the fabric down while his eyes followed the movement.

“Like this little spot”—he stopped and kissed the little dark beauty spot just above the swell of her breast—“right here.” She closed her eyes, unable to stop the tingle that spread all over her skin.

While she had been busy enjoying the tingles, he suddenly hooked his arm beneath her leg and jerked her thigh up.

She gasped. He shifted.

“And like this little spot right here.” His lips found another little beauty mark right on the inside of her thigh, and she thanked the Lord for all the little buggers she had across her body and hoped like hell he planned on going on a treasure hunt.

Her breathing became more labored when his lips continued in an upward motion—slowly, deliciously making their way up her thigh. Her body responded by moving, searching for more. Just as she wanted to reach for his hair with her fingers, he went completely ninja on her ass and turned her onto her stomach with one swift move of his arm.

Dear mother of all baby ninjas everywhere.

He hovered over her naked back and then settled his weight on her.

Okay, seriously, there was about to be one hell of an explosion right in the middle of Manhattan, and Lexi totally blamed the hot little ass currently kissing trails up her spine.

Okay, there was nothing little about him, at all.

“Oh, I remember these little beauties perfectly,” he said softly. She felt him smile on her skin as his lips continued all over her back, and her shoulders, and then down to the area just above the curve of her butt.

Oh, good Lord, her brain was about to turn into mush. Soon—very soon—there would be nothing left of her mind but a whole big bucket of mushy lust.

She writhed beneath him, unable to keep still for one second longer. He firmly placed his hand on her hip, stilling her.

His lips moved over the curve of her behind. “Does Petite want more?”

Um, what kind of a question is that? Stupid, stupid, stupid question.

He moved up, and the length of his body covered hers. His heat flowed over every inch of her skin, and it rendered her incapable of thinking about anything other than having him right then and there. In fact, her body demanded it.

She bucked her hips a little and heard him inhale sharply.

She smiled. “Does that answer your question?”

He nipped her ear between his teeth. “Oh, hell yes.”

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RESPLENDENT RUIN (Book 1)

Juliette thought she had love. She thought she knew what it felt like to be loved. And to finally marry her fiancé, Daniel, was a dream she refused to let go of—until Knox Taylor showed up and made her question everything she thought she knew about life and love.

Juliette Mason had it all—the perfect job, the perfect home, the perfect fiancé. She lived the perfect life. Until everything started to slowly fall apart.

Daniel, her attractive and success-driven fiancé, was the love of her life. For years she wanted nothing more than to finally walk down the aisle, to be Mrs. Daniel Clarke. But as time went by, the cracks in their relationship started to come to the surface, and Juliette found herself in a place she never imagined she would be. It was a place where she started to question everything about her life and her dreams, a place where nothing about her life made sense anymore—a place where she found Knox Taylor.

Knox didn’t count on falling in love. In fact, Knox didn’t count on anything really. He was blissfully happy living a fast life of reckless behavior, impulsive decisions, and beautiful women. He lived the perfect life of a flourishing bachelor—but then she happened.

Content Notes: Spicy, Contemporary

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Oh man, what a book. For a debut novel, I’m screaming from the rooftops to get your copy. This book knocked my socks off. That cover sucked me in and then the world painted for me kept me turning page after page… and before I forget “Knox is Mine” – NEED EPIC READS

Resplendent Ruin was really an enjoyable, emotional read! I got all caught up in the emotions Juliette went through and was drawn right into her dilemma. – LUV MY BOOKS

Instant love with the Author Bella J after reading her debut novel Resplendent Ruin. She knows her Alpha male and she knows it too well. The story was honestly just addictive! It’s the kind of story where you start the book and then suddenly realize that you’re halfway through and you have barely stopped. It was thrilling, emotional, romantic, hot, sexy, a lot of drama, just what I was looking forward to. – BOOK LATTE

Instantly Infatuated! I love this debut novel! Bella J wrote such a fantastic, nail-biting, gut-wrenching love-triangle drama with so many surprising twists! Such a compelling, sweetly-heated contemporary romance that kept me glued to every page and tugged real hard on all my heart-strings! – ROMAZING READER

This story had me feeling the pain all the way around in this story of secrets, revelations and betrayals. I felt Juliette’s pain as she tried to work through her feelings for both Knox and Daniel, not really knowing until the end which way things were going to go. And that journey? This story was so full of highs and lows that my heart needed a break by the end. – GIVE ME BOOK

About the Author

Bella J lives in Cape Town, South Africa with her husband, two kids, & chihuahua. Her love for writing started in eighth grade when she received her first writing assignment—which she flunked. But the positive side of her failure—her newly found passion for writing. The negative side—now she’s completely spaced out half of the time living in her little pretend world of romance, love, & insanely hot heroes

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Recently I went through a particularly stressful period and when I say it was stressful, it was a humdinger. I decided what I really needed (and isn’t it what everyone needs once in a while) was a playlist. So I combed through my enormous iTunes catalogue and put one together. It’s been carefully orchestrated to start soothing and build to an up ending that would hopefully get me off the couch and doing something about the source of my stress. The few times I’ve used it, it’s worked a charm. It runs about an hour, which seems to be the perfect amount of time for me to go from wallowing to motion.

1. Bad Day – Daniel Powter
2. Earthquakes – Moxy Fruvous
3. India – Paul McCartney
4. Free Fallin’ – Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers
5. Tusk – Fleetwood Mac
6. Wild World – Mr. Big
7. I’m Beautiful – Bette Middler
8. What I Am – Edie Brickel & the New Bohemians
9. You’re So Beautiful – Def Leppard
10. Everything Works If You Let It – Cheap Trick
11. What Comes Around Goes Around – Nescobar-A-Lop-Lop
12. Tubthumping – Chumbawumba
13. I’ve Got To Get a Message To You – Moxy Fruvous
14. Take Your Mama – Scissor Sisters
15. I Gotta Feeling – The Black Eyed Peas

I loved this song for years before I knew what it was called or who played it.

Are you kidding? Of course I’m watching Star Wars. It’s at the Depression Era theater four blocks from my house for $5 and I’ve waited 30 years for this. I wonder how many more times I can get it in before it disappears?

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One winter when I was about six my father took my brother, my foster brother Chucky, and myself sled riding. Actually my father being the hands-off parent that he was, drove us to the hill and then wandered across the street to talk to a friend who owned a gas station there. He left my brother in charge of us. We were sledding on the property of a grand old brick mansion surrounded by a high wrought iron fence that had been turned into some kind of public building. Of the three other corners at that intersection two of them were occupied by churches. In fact next to the Catholic Church going up the hill was a Baptist Church and next to the Episcopalian church along the road at the bottom of the hill was a Presbyterian church. I have always wondered if there wasn’t a portal to Hell somewhere in the near region that required a great deal of praying to keep it closed.

But back to the sledding. My brother, who was probably 12 or 13 at the time, was left in charge of me and my developmentally challenged foster brother. He took us to the top of the hill and they took turns riding down and drag misled back up. I stood at the top of the hill with my mittens jammed against my mouth, terrified. I wanted to sled, but the hill was so steep! My brother in his wisdom found a great track for me to try. Look how much grass is showing through, he told me. The sled will go slower. My main attraction was the fact that this lane ended at a gap in the fence that used to be the driveway, and the gas station where my father was hanging out with his friend was directly across the street. I should also mention here that this friend of my father’s kept a pet squirrel at his station. No doubt this figured heavily in my reasoning. If I could just slide down the hill, I could dart across to the station and hang out with my dad, his friend, and the partly domesticated squirrel.

So I hopped on the sled and my brother gave me a nudge to send me on my way. He didn’t take two things into account. One, the reason you could see so much grass in that lane was because it was all ice. And two, I leaned just a little bit to the right. The sled instead of going straight downhill curved into the wrought Iron fence. I slammed my head between two posts and let out a bloodcurdling scream. My brother and my father reached me at about the same time. Both of them only a few seconds behind my foster brother, who tripped and fell partway down the hill and ended up rolling most of the distance. My father, an accountant who worked at a hospital, used his vast medical knowledge to make sure I wasn’t bleeding from anywhere and then scooped me up and carried me across to the warm gas station where he dried my tears with his cloth hanky that he always carried.

No doubt the large number of churches in the area meant that someone was watching out for stupid little girls on sleds aimed directly at the street.