#pnr reads

[staciass]

[womaninwinter]

soooo fed up of demons or gods that are "beings of pure energy". Writers, I challenge you to create a monster that is actually genuinely really supernatural, as in above and outside our physical and material existence I promise you it will be sooo much scarier and more disturbing than any amount of natural evil

[revvethasmythh]

I have such a love for absolutely absurd shit, specifically the type of unhinged stuff that comes out of urban fantasy novels, that I was so predictably excited overjoyed when my current read brought up “ClipClop, the social media website where centaurs post their original dances” and “the lycanthrope-owned furniture and home accessory store: LYKEA.” It’s been days and I am still laughing about these things

[nezoid]

"Hope", live reading of a romantic comedy written by Karen McCullah and Kristen Smith.

The cast was Aubrey Plaza as Hope, Alanna Ubach as Debbie/Patty, David Krumholtz as Reuben, Glen Powell as Owen, Nicholas Dagosto as Bill, and Camille Hyde as Sasha. Narrated by Mamrie Hart

[mermaidsirennikita]

One thing I do love about high stakes paranormal romances is that you typically do get to see old couples with an HEA come back, and while you know their HEA will last (this is why I always scoff at IAD readers who feel like "someone" has to die in the ultimate endgame... they don't.... lol at least not permanently; you can kill randoms, but you can't kill romance couples) you get to see them imperiled a little? And the Drama?

Like:

--in Kristen Callihan's Soulbound, we have an existential threat to the hero, which in turn creates an existential threat for all the supernatural creatures he's "sired", including two!!! Former heroines. Whose heroes subsequently get to cradle their prone forms (in the case of Jack and Mary of Shadowdance) or basically burn the house down in a case of werewolfy insanity (Ian and Daisy of Moonglow, one of my favorite romance couples of all time, who only got better through him literally growling over her prone form, I swooned).

--in Kresley Cole's Lothaire, when Mariketa of Wicked Deeds on a Winter's Night (a book that was 8! installments prior) attempts to reach through a mirror and rescue/kidnap Ellie, only for Lothaire's Contractually Obligated Friend to cut her hand off (it grows back it's fine). Kresley just writes that Ellie hears a "beastly roar", but if you've read all the previous books, you know that's Bowen, Mariketa's husband/beast familiar werewolf man, who is VERY UPSET.

--and on a flip side, in Kresley's Sweet Ruin a few books later, you see Lothaire being very typically flippant about a Big Danger he's been called to help with, and Ellie isn't even named; but if you're a series reader, you understand exactly how the mood shifts when he snaps to the "female vampire" next to him to get the hell out of dodge IMMEDIATELY

(Kresley does not elaborate if she does, and it's Ellie, so I assume she Does Not)

This is also a benefit of being a series reader, of course; and I'll never be over the pure geeky joy of seeing two people I watched fall in love and be stupid for 400 pages come back to be in love and stupid on the sidelines, sometimes with MORTAL DANGER.

[rayvnwolf17]

🎭💖ℂ𝕆𝕍𝔼ℝ ℝ𝔼𝕍𝔼𝔸𝕃💖🎭

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RE Johnson

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Shannon Elliot

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[thegirlandthewardrobe]

A Soul to Keep by Opal Reyne

~5/5⭐️

Let it be known that from here on out, I will forever and always have a thing for monsters. I loved everything about this book you guys, like everything. I loved the world, I loved the characters, I loved the writing, everything. It’s been a hot minute since I’ve read something that wasn’t an RH book, but this book reminded me what I’ve been missing out on. Reia was such a strong and unique character, and Opheaus(there’s a 98% chance this is spelled wrong) was so god DAMN SWEET, it was actually crazy. Strong willed FMC, monster MMC, forced companionship, and demons???? Sign me tf up🤞🏾And the spice y’all??? TOP TIER. I was worried that with this technically being a stand alone(although there are other books in the series that feature different characters) I’d be stuck waiting until the last 75 pages to get my 🌶️🌶️🌶️ , but that was NOT the case. The spicy scenes were soooo well done, it’s actually crazy. Plus, there’s actually a plot! Thanking the Goddesses above for this one😘 On to book two!

As Always,

Happy Reading❤️

[fnmanning]

Battle of Magics: Ice or Earth?

As a character in my M/M paranormal novel debates between ice magic, earth magic, and love, let's decide for ourselves whether ice or earth is better.

Which is better, Ice or Earth?Let me fill you in on this particular (not-so-random) question. I began contemplating whether ice or earth was the better element when… (drumroll please) a character in my M/M romance novel The Frost or the Bite began wondering the very same thing. Yep, did not have to strain myself to come up with this question. The quick context is that my protagonist Jack needs an…

[allthingsdarkanddirty]

His touch is an inferno that threatens to consume them both...Waking the Dragon is bringing all the paranormal and small town romance heat!Preorder your copy of the next new release fromLia Davis& Lainie Anderson today.

Universal: https://geni.us/WakingtheDragonMy life was a series of calculated risks and narrow escapes—until I stumbled upon Stock Creek, a picturesque town that promised solace from my haunted past. I'm Erin Montgomery, once just another face in the bustling streets of Chicago, now the wary owner of a cozy bed-and-breakfast. I believed I could start anew here, surrounded by the warm embrace of nature and the quirky charm of small-town living.

But Stock Creek is more than it seems, and so am I. My heart still races at night, not just from the memories of the cold steel pressed against my temple or the scent of gunpowder, but from the piercing green eyes of Ashton—a man shrouded in as much mystery as the town itself. A dragon-shifter with scales as dark as the secrets he keeps, his presence ignites a fire within me that I cannot quell.

Ashton's whispers are like a balm to my scarred soul, but his touch? It's an inferno that promises to consume us both. They say fate brought us together, two beings caught in the relentless storm of our intertwined destinies. He's the protector I never knew I needed; the missing piece that makes sense of my fragmented world. But even as we grow closer, danger lurks in the shadows, a reminder that my past is never too far behind.

***

I never believed in destiny. As a dragon-shifter living among humans, I've always been a master of my own fate—until Erin Montgomery crashed into my life like a tempest with eyes the color of a wild forest and hair like autumn's most daring flame.

She doesn't know it yet, but Erin is my fated mate. She sees me as the mysterious stranger who strolled into her B&B and saved her life. But our connection runs deeper than she can imagine. I can feel the pulse of her blood like the beat of a drum, calling to the very core of my being.

Erin's in danger and doesn't even know it. The shadows that chased her from the city streets of Chicago to the deceptive calm of Stock Creek are closing in. And I'll burn the world to ash before I let them touch her.

About Lia

USA Today bestselling author Lia Davis spends most of her time writing racy romance and witty women's fiction, the majority of which takes place in fantasy worlds full of magic and mayhem. She prides herself on her ability to craft strong and sassy heroines, emotionally intelligent alpha heroes, and rich, expansive universes that readers want to visit again and again. She is the mastermind behind the bestselling Ashwood Falls Series and the co-author of the beloved Witching After Forty Series. She currently resides in Florida where she's working on her very own happily-ever-after with her supportive husband and spends her free time doting on a pack of feisty felines and her loving family.  

About Lainie

Lainie lives in East Tennessee with her husband, three children, and an ever growing number of cats. She loves reading, watching TV, and procrastinating by browsing Facebook. Her passions include vampires, food, and listening to heavy metal music. She once won a Harry Potter trivia contest based on the books and lost one based on the movies. She has two bands on her bucket list that she still hasn’t seen: AC/DC and Alice Cooper. Feel free to send tickets.

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[sjohnsonwriter-blog]

New stories are coming!

witches, mermaids, and more witches... oh my!

[myah--reads]

🩸 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍 🩸

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑪𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒌 by @danim.ward is coming October 31st!

This is the 3rd book in the 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝑶𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔.

🔥 𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙉𝙤𝙬 ����𝙩:

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Keep reading for tropes and blurb.⠀

😈 enemies to lovers

😈 forced proximity

😈 psycho MMC

😈 hand necklace

😈 One bed

😈 Blood play

😈 Toy play

😈 touch her and die

😈 fake relationship

😈 obsessive hero/heroine

😈 mirror scene

⠀

𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙍𝘽

Homicide Detective Ayameko Shi is used to keeping people at a distance unless you count the ghosts that have plagued her since she was a child. As a necromancer, Meko has grown used to being unwanted, unloved and hated by all beings, especially vampires. Except there's one vampire who Meko is drawn to, like a moth to a blazing flame. One whose moves she's constantly watching, with and without his consent.

Vampire King Nikolai is used to his name striking fear in anyone around him. As a man that's been around for centuries, he solves all his problems with bloody deaths. Killing someone in his way is the norm for this king. Recently, two issues have plagued his mind, twisting his thoughts until a plan forms inside his deranged head.

Over the last year, vampires have been disappearing all over the city of the undead, Deadstown. If they were killed, he would have found their remains by now. Or as the master vampire, he would have felt their ultimate death, but it's been nothing but crickets. His second problem is short, irritating, beautiful and can raise the dead. Nikolai has always believed that 'the only good necromancer is a dead one.' And yet he can't deny that Meko intrigues him.

To be continued on signup page.....

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[staciass]

[ljsealey]

Have you read my completed Divine Hunter series yet? You can start it for FR€€ with book one, Awaken.

• Forbidden Love

• Angels

• Demon Hunters

• Human FMC unaware of supernatural world

• Hot protective MMC

• Fiercely Loyal Friend Side Characters

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

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[hdglidewell]

Chapter 1 Teaser

Emily Harwood sat nervously on the plush neon green chair in Mr. Young’s office at 1834 W. Mill Street in Sunrise, Iowa. He was the CEO of Stardust Records, an up-and-coming recording studio in the middle of nowhere. Emily was a forty-one-year-old mother of two, recently divorced, wanting to restart her life with just her and her sons.                                              

“I believe we have everything in place. Your old job gave you an outstanding recommendation,” Mr. Young said as he glanced over the paperwork again.

“Thank you, sir,” Emily replied with a nervous sigh.

“I know it’s odd to hire someone with your experience to babysit a group of misfit rock stars, but I need to make sure I am making the proper investments,” Mr. Yong mentioned with a sympathetic nod. “What do you know about Vermilion?”

“The color?” Emily asked innocently, and an amused smile spread over Mr. Young’s face.

“No, Ms. Harwood, the band.” Mr. Young looked at a golden record on the wall. “They came onto the scene out of nowhere and dominated the charts. I’m surprised someone with your background does not know who the band is.”

Emily blushed and pushed a strand of blonde hair from her face. “My sons listen to them, but I never sat down to assess their talent.”

Mr. Young nodded. “I understand. You are not the talent agent, just the person making sure my money is well spent.” He reached into his desk, pulled out a piece of paper, and handed it to Emily. “Here is a ticket to tonight’s show. I suggest you come and listen. Meet me backstage once the show has ended so you can meet the boys.”

“Thank you,” Emily stuttered as she took the paper from Mr. Young.

Looking at the sheet, she noticed it wasn’t an average ticket. It was a list of instructions of where she needed to go before the show, what she was to do to get in, and in bold letters at the bottom of the page, how she was to dress.

Arrive at Sunrise Theater at 7 o’clock.

Hand this paper to the gentlemen behind the glass. He will call for your escort, Nadia.

— Please arrive in jeans, tennis shoes, and a T-shirt. —

Be comfortable but do not try to stand out from the crowd.

Enjoy the show.

“Are the instructions easy to follow?” Mr. Young asked softly as he watched Emily’s blue eyes skim the page.

She nodded, agreeing. “I’m sure one of my boys has a t-shirt I can borrow for tonight.”

“Good, good. Because of what is required with this job, I will need you to dress the part. I suggest you speak with Nadia, our costume manager.” Mr. Young motioned to the pinstriped slacks and cream-colored silk blouse Emily was wearing for her entrance interview. “I’m not saying you don’t look nice, but we have a reputation to live up to, and even our roadies are put under a strict dress code.”

“Thank you, sir.” Emily stood from her chair and reached out her hand, hoping Mr. Young would be kind enough to seal their deal with a handshake. She heaved a heavy sigh as he stood and took her hand, firmly shaking it.

“Welcome to Stardust, kid,” Mr. Young said with a Cheshire grin.

Emily left Stardust Records with hurried steps, got behind the wheel of her rundown Ford Fiesta, and drove the three miles to the Manhattan Inn. The inn was only temporary housing. Two rooms with a kitchen and living space sounded ideal when she made the arrangements a week earlier. However, she quickly learned that the Manhattan Inn had two disturbing amenities upon arrival. One was the forest green shag carpeting, and the other was the stench of an open sewage system. However, it was all she could afford as money was thin, and she didn’t want to leave a trail.

“How did it go?” Todd, the oldest of her two teenage sons, asked as soon as she walked through the door and tossed her keys on the table next to the dirty window.

“Well, it’s all set. I will go on tour with Vermilion and assess the spending for the recording label.” Emily sighed as she took her shoes off and sat on the hard floor beside her son.

“Vermilion? Mom, you said it was for some new band, but you didn’t mention it was Vermilion. You will rub elbows with Chance Pennington and Justin Locke.�� Todd’s eyes were the size of saucers, his hands clenching his gaming console.

“I have heard little from them, so I’m not as enamored as you are. However, I need to borrow one of your shirts. I have to go to the concert tonight.” Emily held up the letter with the instructions listed.

“Do we get to go?” Todd asked excitedly.

“Not this time, buddy, but I promise you will see them at least once on this tour.” Emily winked as she placed her arm over her son’s shoulder and pulled him in for a tight squeeze. “Where’s Andy?”

“Sleeping still,” Todd answered as he pulled away from his mother’s grasp.

“It’s noon. How can Andy still be sleeping?” Emily huffed as she pushed herself to her feet and walked the half-dozen steps across the living room to the boy’s room door.

She slowly opened the door and saw her son sprawled over the bed, his blonde hair sticking up in several places and a trail of drool running down the right side of his mouth. She let out an amused giggle and shut the door.

“He didn’t sleep well last night. I heard him whimpering again,” Todd said when Emily sat beside him.

“You think it was the nightmares?” Emily asked her son hesitantly. She didn’t want to mention the event that had led them to leave their home a week earlier.

“Mom, he saw what he said he saw. I know Andy. He doesn’t lie. Why didn’t we go to the police?” Todd narrowed his eyes at his mother, but his voice did not question her judgment.

“I know he doesn’t lie, but the police would have been no help. It was easier to leave,” Emily explained as logically as she could.

Leaving their home had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, and what her son had witnessed was a horrific accident, but she couldn’t make up for it. Andy had only told Todd about the full extent of the situation. Knowing the parties involved, Emily knew the only way to keep the three of them safe was to leave.

“You say that, but I don’t think you believe it.” Todd pressed his lips together and returned his attention to the small gaming console in his hand.

Emily watched him briefly before starting lunch for her and the boys. While cooking on the tiny stove was not ideal, she knew it brought some of the warmth of their home into their lives. Todd was a junior in high school, while Andy was fourteen and starting his first year. She had called their grandparents on a burner phone from the road, asking if they could take them in until everything blew over. They had graciously agreed, excited to spend an extended vacation with the boys. Emily would be on the move with the band keeping her location secret, and even if the parties found out about it, she would be gone before they could step foot near her. She had complete faith in their grandparents. Edward would assume she was traveling with Andy and Todd, and as long as she kept moving, he would not learn otherwise.

***

“Mom?” Emily heard her son speaking but was still locked inside her memory. She shook her head a few times and glanced to her right to find a disheveled Andy beside her.

“Hey, honey.” Emily smiled and put the stirring spoon down on the counter. She reached to hug Andy, but he took two steps backward and placed both hands in front of him. The smile vanished from Emily’s face, and she returned to the food she was preparing. “How did you sleep?”

“I’m still here, so that’s a plus.” Andy’s voice was hollow.

Emily closed her eyes to stop the tears from coming.

“Hey, Andy, let’s play a game or something. Mom’s cooking, and if you distract her, she will burn it.” Todd’s voice was Emily’s saving grace as she heard Andy exiting the small kitchen to join his brother.

Andy quickly grabbed a matching handheld from the coffee table. They would be immobile for at least an hour, giving her time to finish lunch and begin prepping for the concert. She hated how horrible her youngest appeared, with his pale skin and dead eyes. Each day he would answer her with the same daunting response as if he was shocked he made it another night. Emily was sure Edward wouldn’t harm Andy. That didn’t mean one of Edward’s men wouldn’t take on the job.

Emily finished preparing the boy’s lunch and retired to the bedroom. She was used to plush fabrics and earth-tone colors. The green shag carpeting and wood-paneled walls were far from luxurious. She grabbed a pair of faded jeans from the dresser and tossed them on the bed. As grateful as she was to have the job, she didn’t know what to think of Mr. Young telling her she had to look the part.

She dug through the boy’s bags and found a t-shirt before dancing off to jump in the shower.

Emily looked in the bathroom mirror and nearly broke out laughing. She had never looked so ridiculous in her life. The black Vermilion band t-shirt clung to her chest, distorting the lettering. Then there was the black eyeliner she knew would smear with the first drop of sweat. She had arranged her blonde hair into a ponytail and removed all her fashion jewelry before replacing it with cheap imitations.

She left the bathroom, hoping her sons wouldn’t notice her appearance. Instead, she was treated with applause and a few giggles.

“Thank you, I look stupid,” Emily said as Todd stood to help her find her shoes.

“No, it’s about time you embraced today’s culture. All those suits and slacks back home are gone.” Todd handed her a pair of tennis shoes and winked. “Get with the times.”

Andy smiled but said nothing. It warmed her heart to see him try, but she wasn’t sure if it was genuine or if he was trying to give her false hope. She looked at her watch and sighed, it was already six, and she had to be at the ticket counter before seven.

“All right, I guess I am off to the concert. I’m supposed to check in at the front desk and ask for Nadia.” Emily let her eyes scan the instructional letter.

“Just have fun,” Todd said with another smile before sitting next to his brother again. “If anything happens, I’ll call. I promise.”

Those words should have sat well with Emily. However, they made her blood grow cold. This would be her first time leaving the boys alone since fleeing. The idea of anything happening made her feel instantly sick, and she had to fight the urge to go back into her room, change into her pajamas, and claim she wasn’t going. They needed the money, though, and the instructions were clear. She was to see the show and meet the band after.

“I won’t be too late. Keep the door locked, and if you see anything, call me.” Emily grabbed her phone and keys.

“I will, Mom. Please go before you change your mind,” Todd said jokingly as Emily opened the door.

She hesitated a moment too long. The anxiety was going to get the best of her. “Maybe,” she said.

“Go!” Todd exclaimed, pointing out the door.

Emily laughed and then exited, closing the door behind her.

IF YOU ENJOYED THIS, CHECK OUT VERMILION IN THE REJECTED BY THE IMMORTAL ANTHOLOGY. http://books2read.com/rejectedimmortal

[mermaidsirennikita]

Is Kresley Cole the only paranormal romance author you read?

Nope

Thea Harrison

Kristen Callihan (historical paranormal, actually some of my favorite books ever)

Sarah Hawling

Bec McMaster (historical paranormal)

Jillian Graves

Katherine Moon

Nalini Singh

[rayvnwolf17]

Death Angel is a new dark PNR shared world featuring female assassins, which is coming on May 25th.

🪽 Reverse Harem

🪽 Fallen Angel

🪽 Hellhounds

🪽 Monster S€x

🪽 Forced Proximity

🪽 Fated Mates

BLURB

My name is Evangeline Faithe, and I am a newly fallen angel.

If you’re an angel, I don’t suggest meeting a pack of hellhounds in a bar and demanding they take you home. The fact that a demon hit me with an inhibition spell does little to help my case.

All I know is how to be a soldier, so accepting the offer to join the Femme Fatale Freakshow Assassin Guild is easy.

To my dismay, the hellhounds track me down and claim to be my mates.

Angels can’t have mates, but they make me feel things I’ve never felt before, and when I get a contract that forces us to work together, I begin to question everything I thought I knew about the world.

Outside forces are at work, and more is happening than we realize. Can we withstand the challenges ahead, or were we doomed from the start?