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by K Webster

Publication Date: January 28, 2019

Genres: Taboo Treat

Jenna’s grown up in the system.

Forced to be tough, wary, and hard.

She’s only been able to count on herself.

Until Enzo.

He’s much older and responsible for looking after her.

What should be a job to him, evolves into much more.

Late night phone calls.

Lingering touches.

A forbidden fire that burns brighter each day.

Everything about him exudes strength.

His will to protect her is more than she could ever ask for.

Sadly, though, even heroes have their limitations.

But she doesn’t need a hero.

She just needs him.

About K. Webster

K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.

Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.

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Jessie Cooke-Beck

Beck is the 7th book in Jessie’s Westside Skulls series, which is a spinoff of her Southside Skulls books, and which is spawning its own spinoff. It’s called the Phoenix Skulls, I think, I should go look, but if I get on my Kindle, I’ll end up involved in the book I’m reading, and I’ll never get back to blogging about this book. Damn books, always waiting to suck me in.

So, Beck is kind of unique to the MC books. While it does focus on the MC and on Jace, he isn’t the primary focus or even the primary voice. Beck is. Or more properly, Rebeckah. Yup, you read that right, she’s a woman. And she’s the one that the book is named after. And frankly, calling her a badass motherfucker is kind of insulting to Beck, because she can and will out badass the toughest badass. I mean, Chuck Norris calls her to help him when he can’t handle everything on his own, and he totally hero worships her. Beck is my kind of chick. She cusses, she loves sex and will go out and have sex whenever and with whoever she wants, and she’s just totally free and totally comfortable being who she is. I think that she is on my list of top heroines, because yeah. She’s fucking awesome. So, here’s how the story goes.

Beck was delivered on the side of the road by Coyote, of all people. Coyote, at the time, was the Prez of the Westside Skulls, the position which is now held by his son, Wolf. But there was a bond formed between Beck and Coyote. Each year, he sent her a letter and a gift for her birthday. She got to know him in a way that no one else really did. They talked about a lot of things, including the possibility of her patching into the MC after she proved herself. She really wanted to do that, because she thought of Coyote as kind of a surrogate father because hers died before she was ever born. She wanted to be like both of her fathers, a sailor in the Navy, and a member of the Westside Skulls. Not only did she want to be in the Navy, she wanted to be a SEAL, but the military, in its infinite wisdom, decided that women couldn’t be SEALs, so even though she could pass all the tests, and do it better than the men, because she was XX instead of XY, she couldn’t join. So now, after 17 years in the Navy, she’s totally done, and ready to move to the next part of her goal.

Jace has been a nomad going back and forth in between the Southside and the Westside Skulls. He’s also a famous bike guy. He makes custom bikes that are in high demand, and right now he’s out with the Westside guys so that he can customize a bike for a kid named Nate, who is 13, and who wants a bike just like his dad’s. One day, when he’s working on the bike, the bad guys come into the garage while he’s talking to Bruf, and they want to talk to Wolf. When it ends up as a gun battle, the guy who is trying to shoot Wolf ends up shot, but none of the guys did the deed. It was a woman who had just ridden in on her Harley, saw what was happening, and made a difficult shot to save Wolf. Jace is impressed and more than just a little turned on, but he figures that she will never be attracted to him. Right up until she is.

There are a lot of things that I really liked about this book. One of them is the chemistry and connection between Beck and Jace. From the very first time they have sex, Beck thinks that Jace is sexy, even though Jace doesn’t think so because he’s covered in nasty scars. Beck likes them because they make it look like he’s lived. Jace likes more than just her beauty. He likes the fact that she’s a total BAMF. And I mean, she is. She can outshoot, outfight, and outride any guy there. Like I said, fucking awesome. I really like that about Beck and about this book. While there are a lot of strong heroines out there, there aren’t a lot who are like Beck and who are as comfortable with themselves as she is. I am going to need so much more of her, K, Jessie?

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The list that the boys make up for Beck to go through is just ridiculous. I really do hope that Wolf put them all through the shooting test she had to go through, at the very least. I would, however, have loved to see the riding test between her and Bruf. That would have been pretty fucking awesome, I think. I mean, yeah, it sounds like some kind of dance.

I’m really looking forward to the next book in the Phoenix story. It sounds really interesting.

OK, that’s all for this one. If you like MCs and tough heroines, go check this one out. Happy reading!

Maddie Taylor-Claimed by the Warlord Boost

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One people, divided by treachery and greed.
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Abducted, caged, and auctioned to a red-horned alien devil whose black eyes foretell a very bleak future, Aurelia should be grateful to be alive. Though a rescue comes just seconds before the alien ship bursts into flames, she’s sure death would have been more merciful when she discovers her hero is the powerful Warlord of Voltarre, sworn enemy of her people.

After boarding a slaver’s barge to recover three women inexplicably stolen from his planet, Lord Darios is shocked to find the Princess of Aeldor also on board the ship. Though their planets have a turbulent history, Darios can’t leave an innocent behind and risks his own life to save the frightened captive beauty from certain death.

With the crisis averted, the mystery remains–someone wants Aurelia dead. Though as different as fire and ice, Darios choosing to claim her to protect her; is it out of honor, or in light of the intimate connection neither of them can deny? Can these unlikely lovers mend the rift between their worlds, or will the evil conspiring against them, spawned of jealousy and greed, bring them to the brink of war, yet again?

About Maddie

A USA Today and #1 international bestselling author, Maddie is a lifelong reader who became a romance junkie as a teen with her first romance novel, The Wolf and the Dove by Kathleen Woodiwiss. From then on, she was hooked, and gobbled up everything she could get her hands on, whether contemporary, historical, paranormal or sci-fi. If there was romance to be found between a strong alpha male, and a sassy, adventurous and ofttimes defiant yet loving woman, Maddie was all over it. As an author, she stays true to those themes writing steamy erotic romance, with a side of kink, and adding elements of intrigue, danger and suspense to her plots.

Maddie started writing as a hobby. Her stories stayed private while she raised a family and worked full time as a registered nurse. It wasn’t until 2012 that she decided to take the plunge and submit her first book for publication: Captain My Captain. She went on to publish eleven novels the first year.

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Jessie Cook-Beck Available Now!

Title: Beck
Series: Westside Skulls Motorcycle Club #7
Author: Jessie Cooke
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 14, 2019

 

Most little girls grow up idolizing supermodels, princesses or movie stars…but not Rebekah Golden. Rebekah “Beck” Golden grew up idolizing two men. One was her father, a Navy hero who died before she was even born…and a biker. Maybe being born along the side of the road in a desert, and seeing the bikers face before she saw anything else had something to do with it. Or maybe it was the letters that Xander “Coyote” Lee sent her every year on her birthday, showing her a side of himself that even those closest to him never saw, but those two men would serve to be the inspiration for almost everything she did for the first thirty-five years of her life.

 

 

 

When Beck finally had to admit that no matter how hard she worked, she’d never be the right gender for the Navy Seals that she coveted, she moved on to her next dream. But if she thought the US Government had a chip on its shoulder about women in their ranks…she hadn’t seen anything yet. Rebekah shows up in California at the clubhouse Coyote built, almost four years too late to gain his support. But she recognizes her hero in his son and manages to convince him to give her a chance. Rebekah will give more of herself for the goal of becoming a Westside Skull than she’d ever given to anything in her life…but will it be enough?

 

Beck Golden is a lot like the men she will have to fight against for what she wants. She cusses like a sailor. She’s got a dark outlook on life. She’s sarcastic and edgy….and when it comes to sex, she thinks like a man. She’s also drop-dead gorgeous, and she knows it. To Beck, it’s just another weapon in her arsenal of many. To keep from being thought of as just another club girl, Beck will turn that beauty in the direction of an unlikely and unsuspecting biker named Jace. Jace has had a rough life, and his exterior shows it. Big, dark and covered in scars, Jace makes most people want to run in the opposite direction, but Beck Golden doesn’t scare easily. Using Jace to satisfy her almost constant sexual urges will be the easy part though. Not falling in love with him once she starts to see past that frightening exterior…that might just be impossible.
Jace is a biker, a Skull, and in his role as a nomad his loyalty to both the Southside and Westside has been above reproach. He doesn’t believe any differently about women in the club than his brothers do. But what Jace does believe in is Beck. Through Jace and another unlikely champion, the president of the Westside Skulls himself, Beck might just discover that’s all she was looking for all along. Ride along with us and get to know Beck and Jace, and don’t forget to pay attention to the scenery. You might just uncover another secret or two about the club you love along the way.
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Book 7 in the Westside Skulls MC Series.
This is a Standalone Romance Novel but characters from this story, will appear in future books in the series.
HEA and No cliffhanger.
Intended for Mature Readers.
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The Westside Skulls MC Series is about members of the MC club, their friends and associates.
Each story, while focused around one main character, is not necessarily about a Westside Skulls club member, but the story is related to Skulls members and the club.

 

Chapter One
Mid-Atlantic Ocean


Rebekah Golden handed the sailor his bottle of pills through the pharmacy window. He looked at the label and said, “Do they dissolve?”

She rolled her blue eyes. “No. You swallow them.” God, she hated this job.

“I can’t swallow pills. Does it come in liquid?”

“Are you serious? How old are you, sailor?”

“Twenty.”

“How the hell did you make it to twenty years old without the ability to swallow a pill? Mommy crush everything up for you, did she? Or maybe she had them give it to you in suppository form?”

The young kid looked like he might cry. The only emotion Beck felt was disgust. She hated soft, weak people, especially men. Some days, she could hardly stand it at all. The US Navy was full of whiny, immature little boys…who were given preferential treatment over women like her, just because they had a penis. Beck had seen quite a few of them, the penises that is. Just that morning she’d seen her favorite one, her on-ship booty call. His was impressive, but still not worthy of bragging rights in her opinion. Beck had been in the Navy for almost seventeen years. She would be turning thirty-five years old in a couple of months and she could outrun, outlift, outswim, outshoot, and out most of them at just about everything else.

She’d been training since day one to be a SEAL. Hell, she had started training for that when she was a kid. It was all she ever wanted to be. And she had gone into the Navy, sure that it wouldn’t be long before the US Government realized how much potential they were wasting. About that, sadly, she had been wrong. In 2017 they still denied women the right to be in combat. They denied them the right to be in the Special Forces of all branches of the military. And their only reason was that they didn’t have penises. It pissed her off every time she thought about it. Beck knew that her balls were bigger than any of these assholes and she proved it on a daily basis, so she had just finally decided…fuck them. She had put in for early retirement and that was happening in a week. If the SEALs didn’t want her, she would go blaze a new trail.

“I’m sick,” the sailor said. “My throat hurts. Can you please…?” The sound of the alarm drowned his whiny voice out, thank God. Beck didn’t waste time by asking him to repeat what he said. She didn’t care to begin with, and the second that alarm went off…her switch was flipped. That sound opened her adrenaline valve and it poured into her system. It made her feel strong, sharp, and most of all, alive.

Beck slammed down the window in the pathetic little sailor’s face and twisted the lock before grabbing her EMT bag and running for the door. She locked it on her way out and paused only long enough to hear what was coming over the radio speaker mounted overhead. The screeching noise stopped and a scratchy, robotic voice wafted out.

“White smoke, Compartment 2B L Aft CPO! Explosion, fire, black smoke, Compartment 2B L Aft CPO! Away the Flying Squad, away! Away the Flying Squad, away!” Those words were music to Beck’s ears, especially when the voice followed that up by saying, “This is not a drill.” 99 out of 100 times that alarm went off, it was a drill. Those were okay too…they at least broke up the monotony of her day-to-day job as a nurse, or more accurately, a pill pusher.

Beck had always sought out danger and thrills, and she had picked the nursing squad when she first entered the Navy, imagining herself on the frontlines as a medic, or like one of the nurses on the old television show, MASH. What she got was eight hours a day of looking at rashes in strange places and inflamed dicks because these idiots were too stupid to wear a rubber. She handed out more penicillin and Ibuprofen than she did anything and it bored her to tears. So, the second she was given the chance to join up with the Flying Squad, she jumped at it. Amazing that someone without a penis was good enough for that…but, in this case, she wasn’t complaining.

“Away the Flying Squad” was the Navy’s call to the elite group of sailors she belonged to. They were comprised of people from all specialties such as machinery repair, damage control, hull technicians, medical personnel, and firefighters. They were the first line of defense on a ship when an incident occurred out at sea. These sailors were put through basic and advanced damage control classes and then they learned to perform every position on the team from the top command in charge to the guy that mopped up the mess afterwards. They responded to fires, floods, toxic gas leaks, and many other types of emergencies. It was the only thing that Beck lived for lately…that, and her plans for after retirement.

She raced toward the left aft, the port side of the back of the ship. Anyone and everyone on the ship that wasn’t a part of the Flying Squad, or involved in the emergency itself, would still press pause on whatever they were doing. They would look toward the speakers on the wall and wait for the orders to come. Even those sailors that were sleeping would be expected to wake up and be ready in the event that they were needed, or that an evacuation was called for. 

Beck reached the main hallway, still running, balls-out. Even as she saw the foot traffic in front of her, she didn’t slow her motion. She yelled out a warning, and if they didn’t move they would get mowed down. Either way, Beck would arrive at her post ahead of most of the rest of her team every time. The Flying Squad did enough drills that the other sailors knew what to do when that alarm went off. Their main jobs were to stay alert and get the hell out of the way. Beck likened it to pulling over to the right-hand side of the road to let an emergency vehicle pass. Any idiot knew the drill, and Beck had knocked them down like dominoes more than once…just so they never forgot again.

Beck knew every inch of the ship, the USS Alaska III. She’d not only been deployed out to sea on it several times now, but as part of her training in the Flying Squad, she had to pass a test, labeling every inch of the ship, every nook, cranny, and closet. She could do it in her sleep now, or behind a curtain of thick, black smoke. They often piped the smoke in during their drills to allow them practice using their gas masks and oxygen tanks, and the team members were expected to get to where they were going, quickly and blindly.

Beck made it to the control locker where all the equipment was stored in under a minute. The Fire Marshall was already there, handing out the equipment the team would need as they arrived, and issuing orders. The locker held breathing apparatus, fire extinguishers and hoses, medical equipment…and much more. Everything they might need in an emergency situation was in the control locker, and Beck was confident that her commander knew exactly what he was doing when he barked out his orders.

“There was an explosion on the fantail and there’s a fire. We have one man down that I know of. I have no idea if he was injured in the explosion or the fire, or if it’s smoke inhalation. Take a litter and make sure your radio is on. I’ve already notified the medic chopper and they’ll be standing by for orders.”

Beck grabbed a second medical bag and in one fluid movement she and her partner picked up the litter, the basket that they would transport the sailor out in if need be. Her partner placed it up against his back and held onto it with one hand while he reached up and grabbed the furthest rung he could reach on the ladder with the other. Beck steadied the basket on his back with one hand and slowly climbed up behind him. As soon as he was up top, he pulled the litter the rest of the way through and Beck tossed up both of her bags and then followed them. 

The smell and the smoke were both overwhelming. She slapped on a pair of latex gloves and put the gasmask on; so did her partner, and they moved forward through the thick, black smoke. It was like soup and they were both moving by memory and not by sight. It smelled like oil was burning, which made sense, since the deck they were on was where the storage containers were kept in a compartment all the way at the aft of the ship. It looked like the firefighters almost had the fire contained already as they got closer, but Beck knew that the toxic, billowing smoke could be twice as deadly as the flames.

Her partner dropped to his knees and let the basket drop down next to him on the deck. Beck slid in on her knees, opening her bag before she even stopped moving. She was at the sailor’s head and she positioned it so that his airway was open. She put her thumbs in his mouth and pulled it open so she could see if there was anything blocking his airway. What she did see made her cringe. His tongue was black and so was the back of his throat. Her partner had cut open the man’s uniform and was putting the AED pads on his chest and ribs, and it was Beck’s job to put the non-rebreather mask on and make sure he was getting oxygen. She hesitated. If they were able to restart his heart, this sailor was in for a long and arduous journey and from what she saw, he would more than likely have lung damage and suffer from breathing problems for the rest of his life if he made it. He would probably die en route to the hospital after they cracked a few ribs to get his heart restarted. That was almost exactly the way her father had died. When she was old enough, she requested a copy of the death report from the Navy. He had been near an IED that exploded and set a gas pump on fire. He inhaled too much smoke, but the medics saved him…long enough for his cracked rib to puncture a singed lung and cause him to choke on his own body fluids and die on the way to the base.

“What are you doing, Golden? Get the mask on him!” her partner snapped.

“He’s gone,” she said. “Are we really doing him any favors at this point?”

“Damn it! That’s not your call and you know it.” Her partner pushed her out of the way. Beck didn’t like to be manhandled and her first impulse was to go back at him, but she was stopped by another one of their teammates. He was a friend of hers and when he grabbed her from behind he said:

“Do you really want it to end like this, Beck? Seventeen years…and a dishonorable discharge?”

Beck looked down at the man on the deck. She saw her father’s face. He was twenty-two years old when he died…a horrible death. She never got to meet him, but she always wondered if he thought about her in those moments right before he took his last breath. He was discharging from the Navy in less than two weeks when he died. He was coming home to be with her and her mother. She wondered if this kid on the ground had any kids of his own…or one on the way.

“Beck,” the friend who was still holding her said softly. She nodded and pulled away from him. Her partner was back on the AED. Beck took hold of the rubber bulb and began to force oxygen into the man’s lungs. Just about the time they heard the chopper approaching, the AED informed them that the man had a pulse. The next second he began to cough and choke and wheeze. He was choking on his own blood and vomit as they loaded him into the litter and attached it to the cable the chopper had lowered down to them. Beck didn’t wait around and watch him go. As soon as she let go of the litter, she was gone. She turned in her equipment and went straight to her quarters. She would get her ass chewed out for not staying for mop-up and debriefing. She might even get written up for it, but if there was one thing that Rebekah wasn’t about to do in front of any man, it was cry.
Jessie Cooke writes hot romance novels about tough guys, bad boys, bikers, fighters and lovers and the women of strong character who tame them.
 

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“Why would I let the world see him? He’s imperfect. No, he needs to stick to the shadows where he’ll not bring shame to this family.”

William Cavendish is…different. Too much so for his merciless father to bear publicly. He was hidden away from the world his entire life until, in one dark moment, he did the unthinkable to save his beloved brother, gaining his own freedom in the process. But liberty has its own price. William struggles with a world he doesn’t understand, emotions he’s never experienced…and an alarming taste for the dark side he’s discovered dwelling within him.

Formally educated in law, Tamara Bennett is unlike most women of the day. Not bad for the daughter of a lowly lady’s maid. When she learns a secret society was responsible for the torture of her closest acquaintance, Victoria Cavendish, she vows to employ any and all means—legal or otherwise—to bring the society to its knees. At her side is Victoria herself, as well as Victoria’s husband, Nicholas, and his brother—the intriguing and troubled William.

Delving ever deeper into London’s darkest shadows, an undeniable attraction blooms between William and Tamara, bringing them closer and closer…until their actions stir up perilous forces determined to tear them apart.

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Anna hails from the rural countryside near London.  She previously worked as an accountant, and while she still does a bit of accountancy on occasion, the majority of her time is now spent writing and looking after her family.

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K. Webster & Ker Dukey-Vas

Ker and KWeb have decided to help me out with the ABC challenge I’m doing on Goodreads this year by making sure I had a book that started with V by giving me Vas. Well, I guess they gave it to everyone, but I’m totally going to pretend that they were thinking only of me when they hit publish. Don’t harsh my mellow, OK?

Vas is the 3rd book in the V Games series, and features, oddly enough, Vas. The featured men in each of the books is from one of the First Families of the Russian mafiya. This one focuses on the scion of the Volkov family. Well, he’s sort of a member of the Volkovs. His old man is Volkov senior, but his mother was a maid in the household and Vas didn’t know who his father was until he was much older. He did spend time around Diana (Ven) and Irina (Vlad), his two half-sisters, growing up, and now that they are all adults, they are all close, especially Diana and Vas, because of the way he helped her.

Old man Volkov has pretty much claimed Vas, since he wants to have a male heir. Even though he raised Diana and Irina to be strong, powerful women and told them that they would be able to make their own choices in life, he fucked them over, and went with Vas instead.

Vas was an underground fighter, and now he has a serious reputation in the underground circles. No one wants to take him on. He now helps to train fighters for the V Games from different families. He also goes to visit his sisters regularly, especially Irina. Why does he visit Irina a lot? Well, that’s because Darya is there. Darya is a slave that Vasiliev the elder has. There’s just something about her that draws Vas to her. And it’s not even that she spends pretty much all her time naked. He’s obsessed with her, and he wants to get her out of there somehow. However, all of his plans to get her out and make her safe become suddenly irrelevant when it turns out that she’s Vlad’s sister.

Darya was raised in a religious orphanage and then spent time in a convent before the devil man came and took her away and gave her to Vasiliev, who she calls Molokh, a demon. When it comes out that she’s Vlad’s sister (probably), he swears that he will keep her safe from his terrible, monstrous father. When Vas tells Vas that he wants access to Darya, Vlad says sure, but he will have to train a fighter for him, Alyona Voskoboynikov, a young woman who is a member of the lesser of the First Families.

So, Vas, Darya, and Alyona all go off to Moscow so that Vas can train Alyona in a safe(ish) place, and so that Darya will be safe from Molokh. And thus we go into the story.

I have to admit that I didn’t like Vas when we first met him in Vlad. I thought that he was kinda creepy, but by Ven, he had really grown on me, and by his own book, I was so excited to see it come out. I was really excited to see what Ker and K would do with him. I was also looking forward to see what would come out of the actions of the last book and what would happen to Vika. I have to say, I’m perfectly happy with the resolution of both things. I don’t like Vika, I never really have, she’s scheming, grasping, narcissistic, and thinks she’s really smarter than she actually is. She wants to think that she’s Machiavelli, when in fact she’s more like Machia, no velli, at least I think so. I like Darya. I like her a whole lot. And I’ll forever be loyal to Diana, who is Queen, but I think that Darya may actually be the strongest of all the women in this series. She goes through hell, yanked from a safe(ish) place in the convent to being a sex slave who is abused, and yet, she never loses herself. If you ask me, that makes her pretty damn strong. I think that she and Vas are going to be a serious power couple in their world, plus with the connections they have to Vlad and Ven, I think the next generation of First Families is going to rule the world.

I don’t think this one is quite as dark as the other books are, Vas and Darya’s love story is a little sweeter. However, not quite as dark and a little sweeter doesn’t mean light and super sweet.

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I have to say, I didn’t quite expect what happened to Vika, but I do think that it will work well. Vas is a pretty good guy for being who he is.

I can’t wait to see what happens with our Moscow brothers. I think that they are going to be interesting, and I think that I’m pretty happy that they never laid a hand on Darya, because that would’ve been more than a little bit weird. I do like the guys though. I think they are pretty fantastic, and I’m glad that we are going to still see them.

OK, that’s all I have to say about this one. Go check it out, and make sure that you read the other two books in the series, otherwise you won’t get this one. Happy reading!

Ker Dukey & K. Webster-Vas Blog Tour

Vas

by K. Webster & Ker Dukey

Publication Date: January 7, 2019

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, Romance

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The Volkov name is one I longed for.

Their household is one I grew up in, but not as an equal—as a maid’s son.

This didn’t stop me from becoming a man to be reckoned with.

But even with my rightful name finally given to me, I still feel adrift.

Until her.

Everything I did was for acceptance.

Everything I lost brought me to my family.

To this life.

To her.

I fought for my status.

I fought for my sisters.

And I will fight to the death for my angel.

She has shown me there is light in our pitch-black world.

That the stars can’t shine without the darkness of night.

She is the stars, and I am the sky in which she shines.

There is evil lurking in the shadows we create.

The corruption and depravities of the First Families have become toxic and are infecting us all from within.

Games have been played, and now, they must end.

I am Vas.

Vocal. Voracious. Vindictive. Volkov.

A devil in love with an angel, and together, we’re going to rule Hell on Earth.

Ven

by K. Webster & Ker Dukey

Publication Date: June 29, 2018

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, Romance

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The Vetrov name comes with expectation.

My role in this world is simple: do as Father asks and live my life how he planned it.

My future is already written: run the empire.

Old Values. Old Rule. Old Money.

Until her.

Everything I do lacks purpose.

Everything I do is empty.

Women. Money. Power. It meant nothing.

Until her.

When the Volkov rose showed up at my home a disgraced package, hand-delivered by a Vasiliev prince, I began paving my own path.

I vowed to make her bloom once more.

She consumed me.

Her. Her. Her.

But you can’t love a rose and expect not to be damaged by her thorns.

She cut me too deep.

And I bled out.

My soul fled.

All that’s left is a cold, calculating monster.

I am Veniamin.

Volcanic. Victorious. Valiant. Vetrov.

When you enter my world to play games, prepare to lose.

In the end, I always find the thorn in my side, and I pluck it right out.

Vlad

by K. Webster & Ker Dukey

Publication Date: February 24, 2018

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, Romance

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Everything I do has purpose. Everything I do has reason. Until her.

The Vasiliev name is a powerful one.

We rule with an iron fist and we do it well.

Being the eldest, I am Father’s best hope at keeping us at the top of the food chain.

Everything I do has purpose.

Everything I do has reason.

Until her.

I play my games thinking several moves ahead.

Power. Power. Power.

Until her.

The next move requires I marry and soon.

This will strengthen us and secure our position.

But I am not to marry her.

I am to wed the eldest Volkov.

Problem is, her younger sister is the one who awakens my dead heart.

It is her I want in my bed and by my side forever.

Her. Her. Her.

In this game, though, it’s not about what I want.

But maybe it can be about what she wants.

I am Vlad.

Vile. Vicious. Villainous. Vasiliev.

And I will win eventually.

About K. Webster

K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.

Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.

 

About Ker Dukey

My books all tend to be darker romance, edge of you seat, angst filled reads. My advice to my readers when starting one of my titles…prepare for the unexpected.

I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be through lyrics or bed time stories with my sisters growing up.

My mum would always have a book in her hand when I was young and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my own. I tend to have a darker edge to my writing. Not all love stories are made from light; some are created in darkness but are just as powerful and worth telling.

When I’m not lost in the world of characters I love spending time with my family. I’m a mum and that comes first in my life but when I do get down time I love attending music concerts or reading events with my younger sister.

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