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Spotlight: The Dirigible Airship Disaster (Nefarious #4)


Tired of written dreck and sparkly vampires? Sink your teeth into the Nefarious series and get a bigger bite out of fiction.

Described as “captivating,” and “hauntingly beautiful,” the Nefarious series is a sophisticated, enthralling, and well-written tale of intrigue and devious desires. Set in a lurid, southern gothic world, follow the undead Talcott Henderson as he engages in a battle of wits with his intended, Elyse Delafayette. 

But wait, what’s this? Half-ling dhamphyrs armed with hawthorn stakes, a blood-witch coven torn apart by infighting, and a corpse-like, ancient vampire king with an agenda of his own? 

Enhanced with custom illustrations, this fast-paced steampunk series will leave you on the edge of your seat and hungry for more. If you are sick and tired of wimpy vampires and the flood of terrible books on the romance market, grab your copy today of the Nefarious series and relearn what a true escape into fiction is all about.

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Author Bio: Lucille Moncrief, authoress of The Keystone Curse and the dark erotic paranormal romance series Nefarious, was clearly a stodgy old librarian in a past life. She loves poring over history books and binge-watching PBS’s Secrets Of series. With an avaricious penchant for all things steampunk, Lucille’s breakthrough series, Nefarious, is custom-illustrated with exploding dirigible airships. And unnecessary gears abound.

When Ms. Moncrief is not yelling at the kids to get off her lawn, you can find her staring out her window pretending to be pensive. She’s usually in a good mood and readily accepts follows and friend requests to her Facebook page. 

To contact the authoress Moncrief, and for more information on upcoming and past releases, please visit her website,



Twitter: @moncriefelle



Ready for more? Check out this exclusive sneak peak of The Dirigible Airship Disaster below, available February 14th!

Chapter III

Present Time

Talcott Henderson

Her eyes shone in the darkness with fresh tears as she recounted such a horrific tale. I longed to lick them from her lashes. The scent of such pungent, lingering sorrow coursing throughout her veins had my talons stinging like hornets, and I painfully itched to suck her dry until she came-to on the other side of death in my cold arms, where nothing ever hurt but the insatiable bloodlust. As she wiped at her face with her sleeve, I readjusted the pillows, stood, and approached her.

“What became of the estate?” I asked.

She shook her head. “I never returned.”

Interesting. My mouth watered and burned.

“It sits there? Unoccupied?”

Sniffling like a dainty fool, she gave a small nod. Now I knew from whence we would reign, my tender bride and I.

With Lucius dead and The Quartermaine alone the sole focus of her hatred, I was free to do with her as I wished. I could leave her be, but no fun would be had by either party. I could drain her dry right then and there, but then she would be a perishable good. No, no—I would turn her like I’d initially planned. But I would remain as her sire, her king, her master. I threatened to cry blood-stained tears of joy.

The heat, the life rolled off her in delectable waves as I outstretched my arms. I expected her to recoil at my gesture, but surprise of all surprises, she fell against me like seismically shaken, crumbling bricks. She shook against my chest as her sorrowful tears soaked into my shirt. The perfume of it was like the sharp rays of the darkening moon—silvery, faintly sweet like almond milk. I carried her to the bed as my gums itched, my talons growing beneath the backs of her knees and entwining into her soft, fragrant hair.

I placed her onto the bed. She looked up at me, her eyes wide, beautifully sad. I felt myself harden, electrifying into a ravenous fiend. The vein in her neck pulsated as I loomed over her, transmogrifying into my full, devilish form. I traced the outline of that precious vein with the sharp edge of my talon, and again to my surprise and delight, her eyelids fluttered closed, she sighed, and by tilting her head, she exposed herself to me in such exquisite submission.

My fangs burst forth into sharp rapiers, and as she lay beneath me, prone and softly open, tear-stained, resigned, I merely stood still and drank in the draught of her; like tangy meringue, or a moist devil’s food cake, and leaned down to her carotid. I blew upon the sensitive flesh with ice-cold exhalation, tasting her shiver in the air, and my fingertips shook at this tender prey. I was the shark in the water, the hawk as it circled the terrified field mouse, the lone wolf as he prowled the edge of darkness, growling like the flames of hell. The points of my fangs touched the edge of her unbroken skin, but with the beat of her heart, I was at once repelled.

My stomach lurched in a somersault as worry tugged at me, and I leaned down again to take a bite of her. Another strong thump, and a pulsating forcefield hit me in the gut, pushing me away like I was the wrong end of a magnet. The back of my legs hit the hard edge of the window seat, and at their meeting, like a tuning fork hitting a dissonant bell, my worry turned to complete and utter panic.

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Spotlight: The Forever Girl Series

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One of my favorite paranormal series of all time. I’ve followed Rebecca Hamilton from the beginning and The Forever Girl series holds a special place in my heart. Learn more about the books below and check out Rebecca’s website at

Series Description:

Forever Girls are earth’s last hope to end a centuries old supernatural war. But blood-sucking elemental creatures will do anything to stop them. The hunt has begun.

If you like the bite of True Blood, the bones of Twilight, and the heart of The Craft, then you’ll devour this hauntingly beautiful new adult paranormal romance series.


A cult. A murder. A curse.

 Sophia can imagine lots of ways to improve her life, but she’d settle for just getting rid of the buzzing noise in her head. When the spell she casts goes wrong, the static turns into voices. Her personal demons are soon joined by the company of otherworldly creatures, and the newcomers are dangerous.

One of them is a man named Charles, who Sophia falls for despite her better judgment. He has connections that might help her unveil the mystery surrounding her ancestor’s hanging, but she gets more than she bargains for when she finally decides to trust him.


Forced to choose between two forbidden loves.

 Rose is desperate to escape her abusive father and the dark spirits who haunt her, but before she can get away, her daughter is kidnapped, and the spirits force her three hundred years into the past.

 Now trapped in the midst of the Salem witch trials, Rose is left with only one way out: facing certain death to banish the dark spirits that plague the town before they destroy civilization and trap her in this alternate life.

 Even if she can complete the task in time to return to Georgia and save her daughter, there’s still one problem: she’s falling in love with a man who can’t return with her.

Fans of The Crucible who like dark paranormal fantasy, peculiar supernatural creatures, and unusual, troubled characters will love the next installment in Rebecca Hamilton’s bestselling series.

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Cover Reveal: Maid of Ice

by Shona Husk
Pub. Date: 11/21/2017
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Stalkersand death threats . . .
For Finlay Ryder, danger means playing a racecar driver on a daytime
soap. That is, until he’s forced to reckon with his true identity
as an Albah, a magical ancient race, by one of his own kind. Someone
wants him dead. And worse, an ancient vampire is on the prowl,
drawing blood left and right. Now, Finlay has no choice but to hunt
enemies with unspeakable powers—or risk being hunted himself…
and that’s just the first date
Ice skater Alina Nyx is using her broken wrist as an excuse for a career
change. And when she falls for handsome Finlay, Albah drama feels
like her new full-time job. Learning about magic and vampires is
exciting, until her life is threatened. Now, as she begins to uncover
her own mysterious powers, she must combine forces with Finlay to
eradicate their foes for good, or all Albah will suffer…
Shona Husk lives in Western Australia at the edge of the Indian Ocean. Blessed with a
lively imagination she spent most of her childhood making up stories.
As an adult she discovered romance novels and hasn’t looked back.
With over forty published stories, ranging from sensual to scorching,
she writes contemporary, paranormal, fantasy, and sci-fi romance.
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Spotlight: Keys to the Mermaid’s Heart


Title: Keys to the Mermaid’s Heart

Author: Kate Porter

Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Release Date: April 30th, 2016

Team Nightly, Book Three


Gordon Charles, King of the Vampires, wants The Mermaid’s Heart and will do whatever it takes to get it. Including kill Carly Harden.

As a member of Team Nightly, Tony Sargento’s sworn duty is to protect innocents from the growing vampire army. As head chef and manager of The Blue Mermaid Restaurant, Carly is more than just his head waitress, whether he wants her to be or not.

Now that the vampire king has set his sights on gaining possession of The Mermaid’s Heart, a huge sapphire purported to have magical properties, and the key that Carly has worn on a chain around her neck since she was a little girl, she is in more danger than ever. The key, her family legend tells, is one of three that unlocks a lost treasure chest that holds The Mermaid’s Heart. A treasure she believes is hidden somewhere in Savannah, GA.

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“Is it safe to come out now?”

The sound of Chuck’s voice as he took the last step that brought him into what had, only moments before, been a battle arena, was anything but fearful. He sounded as though he was trying to suppress a fit of laughter.

Tony looked at his friend and shook his head dejectedly. “Jesus, Chuck. What the hell’s the matter with me?”

“I was about to ask you the same question, boyo. You really screwed the pooch that time, didn’t you?”

Chuck shook his head as he made his way to the coffee pot. He lifted the empty carafe and held it up for Tony to inspect.

“You didn’t even save me a drop?” Chuck complained, giving the carafe another shake, a look of hope in his moss green eyes. “Ah, well. I guess after the morning you had, you needed it more than I did. I’ll just take my caffeine cold and have a Coke. I prefer it over coffee anyway.”

Chuck gave Tony one of his ever-present, always charming grins, and continued. “We can have a seat and you can tell Uncle Chuck all about what happened. What made a normally sane and rational man act like a braying jackass?”

“I don’t want to talk about it, Chuck. The early shift is starting to set up the dining area for weekend brunch and the line cook will be here any minute.”

Tony started back to his office, hesitated and then spun around to face the only man he could truly talk to. He know whatever was said would go no farther. Even though the place wouldn’t open its doors until ten thirty for The Blue Mermaid’s weekend brunch special, he was reluctant to talk to anyone about what he’d done to Carly.

He hated making a scene. Doing just that in front of Scarlett and Rhett, was bad enough, but knowing that Chuck had heard his absurd behavior was downright humiliating. He didn’t want to consider what his employees would think if they heard him and Chuck discussing something so personal.

Then again, he decided, when Chuck was taken into your confidence, he would take his vow of silence to the grave.

He dropped his head, shaking it in disbelief at his own arrogance as he asked. “Am I just channeling Carly’s emotions?”

“And why would you be thinking that?”

“Because  . . . she . . . I feel . . . Rhett . . .” He huffed out a breath and his shoulders sagged like a balloon losing all of its air.

“You know, Tony,” Chuck said with a snigger. “If you finish even one of those thoughts, I might be able to answer your question.”

He sighed and clapped Chuck on the shoulder. “Let’s both have a Coke and sit at the bar.” He headed into the other part of the restaurant. “No one will disturb us.  If anyone sees me in the office we’ll never have any privacy.”

Kate Porter Author Portrait1About the Author:

For as long as I can remember, I have had one true passion, even as a young girl: writing. Poetry and short stories were my pleasure and my escape while growing up on a small farm approximately fifty miles south of Indianapolis. From my first short story printed in my high school newspaper at the age of fifteen, until the publication of my debut novel, SECRETS IN BETHLEHEM, in the summer of 2012, I have dreamed of being an author.

As the recipient of the 2014 New Apple Book Award Medal for the Mystery Category and a two time winner of the Indie Book of the Day award, I have explored several different genres in my writing career, (They say variety is the spice of life and I believe that to be the case). I have an eclectic taste in my own reading material as well. I have studied fiction writing at Greenville Tech, in Greenville, SC and traveled to Georgia for a writing workshop with my best friend.

But one of my biggest thrills was when I was profiled in WOMAN’S DAY magazine (as seen in the photo above). When my hometown newspaper, in Spencer, Indiana did a front page, feature article after my first book was published, I knew my dream had come true.

I can’t not write. There are so many stories just waiting to be written, what else can a writer do? Besides, I love books!

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