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Fifteen minutes is all the Rewind Agency gives you to relive a memory in the past, but for street smart Lara Crane it’s enough time for her to race through the city, find her mother and stop her murder from happening over ten years ago.

When Lara takes a bullet meant for her mother, her future changes forever. A new house, new friends, and a new boyfriend turns Lara’s life upside down. But with memories slowly leaking in from her new life, Lara realizes not everything is as it seems.

With the mob after her and a US senator that wants her captured for her time travel ability, Lara is going to have to fight for her life and unravel a government conspiracy to reunite her family. Or die trying.

Time Trap is an edgy high octane techno-thriller where the people Lara trusts change in an instant. She is in a timeline she doesn’t understand and is about to make one fatal mistake as she faces an enemy so familiar, he’s family.

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A vindictive assassin. A time traveling teen stuck in an endless loop. The virtual reality world that keeps her trapped.

Can Lara break free from her own mind?

Lara Crane is stuck in her mind, in an indefinite stream of timelines where her life is perfect, just the way she wants it to be.

But it’s not real. It’s all made up to give those who want to use time travel for their own personal ambitions. She’s forced into a VR world so they can study her natural abilities and train her to be a deadly time travel assassin.

To stop them, Lara needs to risk her own mind and soul to get out of a prison so perfect it completes the one dream Lara has always had.

Family.

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A time cop from the future. A time traveling teen desperate to be free. The conspiracy that must be unraveled to stop a dystopian future.

Lara may never be free. Life was easier in the cage.

She thought she was out, ready for a normal life, but with the Feds’ endless questions and tests, Lara realizes she might never be free.

Lara is fitted with a time travel restraint, designed to not only stop her, but to save her life as her mind spirals out of control. No more second chances. No more time travel to revert everything back the way it was once before.

As the danger increases, so does Lara’s headaches and nightmares. Her brain is desperate to be free, loose, and as the future begins to flash all around her, Lara is terrified the end might be near.

And maybe she doesn’t have a future at all.

*Previously published under the title Detached, this version is freshly edited and with new content and a new ending.*

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A reluctant time traveler. The eloquent business man who wants to control time travel. Time and danger clash.

Lara Crane thought she left time travel behind her, but when a remnant from her past arrives to settle a score long thought settled, Lara must find a way to reset the timeline before it unravels the fabric of her life.

With just a week until her fairytale wedding to successful businessman Donovan James, one of Lara’s oldest friends is murdered and thrusts her into a cat and mouse game with a dangerous time travel assassin. With her own powers long dormant, Lara struggles to cope with a danger she can no longer fight.

But the timeline begins to reset. People die who were intended to live and everything Lara knows changes and morphs all around her, she grapples with a life-altering decision that won’t just affect her. It’ll change everything.

Lara’s race against the clock is on, and it puts her against enemies and family alike. Find out if Lara can save the future without destroying herself in the process.

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The retired time traveler. The vindictive villian. Warning: Danger is closer than it appears.

Lara Montgomery changed the past eight years ago and forever changed the fabric of time. Now as she’s ready to focus on the future, the past comes knocking.

What was once meant to be the wedding of the year turned into a small private affair but Lara Montgomery is ready to put the past behind her. And embrace happily ever after once and for all.

But hidden in the shadows, an old friend and a dangerous enemy watches. He lurks and dares Lara to change the past to protect those she loves one more time. Lara can’t fight her base instinct to protect those she loves. She springs a trap designed just for her and finds herself in a timeline she knows nothing about.

Trapped in a strange time where everything is backward and with no way to escape, Lara must face that this time, she might not find her way home without help. Meanwhile, evil fights to regain control of the splintering multiverse and Lara may have to face that family isn’t always what you think. Sometimes your enemies are closer than they appear.

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Banned from Heaven. Escaped from Hell. They are UnHallowed.

Touched by the divine, Amaya Prince is a weapon, existing for one purpose—kill all creatures of Hell, including UnHallowed. But when the Archangel Michael approaches her with words she’s longed to hear since childhood, she can’t refuse his plea for help.

For UnHallowed Bane, nothing is more important than returning to Heaven and rejoining the Celestial Order. The former warrior angel has spent millennia on Earth atoning for his betrayal. When Michael offers him a shot at redemption, he accepts…even if it means deceiving his fellow UnHallowed.

Each with their own agenda, Bane and Amaya must put their differences aside and rely on one another in order to protect mankind from demons determined on opening the portal to Hell. But with secrets unfolding and passions flaring, humanity won’t be the only thing at stake.

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Only One I Want
by Tmonique Stephens

Series
Unhallowed # 1.0

Genre
Adult
Paranormal Romance
Urban Fantasy

Publisher
Independent

Publication Date
October 24, 2017

  

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About Tmonique Stephens

I wrote my first novel about a reporter and a hockey player after the U.S. hockey team won gold in the 1980 Olympics. I love writing flawed characters who reflect the emotional baggage we all carry. I write complicated stories for complicated people. Paranormal romances and fantasy novels are my favorite genre. I’ll read anything about fairies, demons, or angels, but I also enjoy Stephen King and Preston and Childs.

I’m hooked on Lucifer, The Backlist, The Strain, Vikings, Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, and BlindSpot. I can’t get enough of these shows!

I was born in St. Thomas USVI, but grew up in The Bronx, New York one mile from Yankee Stadium. I love SyFy, the History channels, and Asian cuisine. But my heart and stomach longs for anything from the Caribbean.

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Title: Crowned by Hate
Series: Crowned Trilogy #1
Author: Amo Jones
Genre: Dark Romance/Thriller
Cover Design: Jay Aheer
Release Date: November 14, 2017

 

Blurb
Some would say I have a privileged life. Daughter of the current President of the United States, wealthy, famous, and all things that some girls wish they had.
Only I’d dream of having a simple life. A life where I wasn’t marrying the scariest man I have ever met. Well, I thought I had just met him, but it turns out, there’s so much I don’t know about myself. That’s all thanks to a past so twisted, so warped, that no amount of money, or presidential status could wipe it clean.
I’m the rebel child. Or as some may see it, the disappointment. I’ve never cared about expensive wedding gowns, or how much someone paid for a tailored suit. I don’t care if your wedding dress is from Walmart, or if it’s from some fancy, upscale designer line.
So why am I marrying the devil dressed in a thousand-dollar
suit?
I’m about to find out how I got here. To marrying one of the most powerful men in the country. The road to finding out, though, is paved with darkness, painted with the blood of innocents, and it leads my ass straight to hell. Only this hell is a multi-million-dollar penthouse suite in New York City where Bryant Saint Royal, sits on his throne.
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Amo is a full-time writer from New Zealand who loves long romantic walks to the wine cellar.She loves to write like how she lives, hanging on the edge of insanity with a wine glass in one hand and her morals-or lack thereof- in the other.

Those are not my monkeys, I swear….
Oh those hellhounds? Yeah, those are mine.
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The Mafia and His Angel: Part One by Lylah James #BookRelease @givemebooksblog @limitlessbooks @AuthorLy_James

 

 

Title: The Mafia and His Angel: Part One
Series: Tainted Hearts #1
Author: Lylah James
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Genre: Mafia Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 1, 2017

 

Blurb

 

Alessio…

Cold.
Ruthless. Killer.
I am
respected and feared by all.
I wasn’t
put on this earth to love or be loved. I was put here to wipe out every last
member of the damn Abandonato mafia, to pay them back for my mother’s death.
When I find
a strange girl hiding, beaten, under my bed, I don’t let her live out of
compassion.
She’s a
trinket, my plaything.

Ayla…

I thought
Alessio was only one more man who wanted to use me, hurt me, and throw me away.
I don’t know what it is to trust anymore. I can’t find my heart under the pain.
Alessio
found it. He touched it, and brought it alive again.
But if he
discovers just how dangerous I am to him…I’ll lose my life.


 

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Excerpt

Just when I was about to put it on, a deep rough voice came
from behind me.
“I have to say, you have a lovely body.”
I shrieked loudly and swiveled around toward the voice. I
tried to focus on the intruder but he was effortlessly hidden in the darkness.
I didn’t have to see him to know who it was.
I knew that voice. My body knew that voice.
Alessio.
I took a step back in fear, my nightshirt pressed against my
body, hiding my nakedness from his eyes. Shaking from head to toe, I swallowed
hard and my stomach started to cramp in fear— maybe in anticipation too.
Suddenly, the lights were on. I had to blink a few times to
adjust my eyes.
Alessio was sitting in my sofa chair, leaning back
comfortably. His left ankle was crossed on top of his right knee and there was
a small remote in his hand, which he probably used to turn on the lights.
He wasn’t wearing a suit. But he did have his black slacks
on and a black linen shirt, which was unbuttoned at the top, to reveal some of
his chest.
His hard, muscular
chest.
I forced away the thought.
Keeping my eyes on him, I saw his gaze intensely focused on
my body. There was no embarrassment. No awkwardness. Alessio was completely
calm and confident as his eyes raked over my body.
“Hmm,” he muttered, looking thoughtful as he watched me.
He leaned back against the sofa. His muscles were clear
beneath his shirt, making him look big.
I forced myself not to fidget, but it was hard. I couldn’t
show fear. Men like him fed on fear. They used it to their advantage.
My fingers tightened around my shirt. My throat felt heavy
and dry. When I started to feel lightheaded, I realized I’d been holding my
breath for too long.
I let it out in a loud whoosh and then sucked in a deep
breath again. But, it was pointless.
His heated gaze traveled all the way down my body. I was
speechless and frozen where I stood. When my body started to warm up under his
focus, I closed my eyes tightly. But the tingling didn’t stop.

 

Author Bio

Lylah James
lives with her parents and younger brother somewhere in Canada. She uses all
her spare time to write. If she is not studying, sleeping, writing or working –
she can be found with her nose buried in a good romance book, preferably with a
hot alpha male.

Writing is
her passion. The voices in her head won’t stop and she believes they deserve to
be heard and read. Lylah James writes about drool worthy and total alpha males,
with strong and sweet heroines. She makes her readers cry – sob their eyes out,
swoon, curse, rage and fall in love. Mostly known as the Queen of cliffhanger
and the #evilauthorwithablacksoul, she likes to break her readers’ hearts and
then mend them again.

 

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Set in New York’s Chinatown in 1976, this sharp and gritty novel is a mystery set against the backdrop of a city in turmoil
Robert Chow is a Vietnam vet and an alcoholic. He’s also the only Chinese American cop on the Chinatown beat, and the only police officer who can speak Cantonese. But he’s basically treated like a token, trotted out for ribbon cuttings and community events.
So he shouldn’t be surprised when his superiors are indifferent to his suspicions that an old Chinese woman’s death may have actually been a murder. But he sure is angry. With little more than his own demons to fuel him, Chow must take matters into his own hands.
Rich with the details of its time and place, this homage to noir will appeal to fans of S.J. Rozan and Michael Connelly.

 

January 20, 1976. The Hong Kong-biased newspaper ran an editorial about how the Chinese who had just come over were lucky to get jobs washing dishes and waiting tables in Chinatown. Their protest was making all Chinese people look bad. If the waiters didn’t like their wages, they should go ask the communists for jobs and see what happens.Here in America, democracy was going to turn 200 years old in July. But the Chinese waiters who wanted to organize a union were going directly against the principles of freedom that George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, and Abraham Lincoln had fought for.

Those waiters were also disrespecting the previous generations of Chinese who had come over and worked so hard for so little. If it weren’t for our elders, the editorial said, today we would be lumped in with the lazy blacks and Spanish people on welfare.

I folded the newspaper, sank lower in my chair, and crossed my arms. I banged my heels against the floor.

“Just a minute, you’re next! Don’t be so impatient!” grunted Law, one of the barbers. A cigarette wiggled in his mouth as he snipped away on a somber-looking Chinese guy’s head. When he had one hand free, he took his cigarette and crushed it in the ashtray built into the arm cushion of his customer’s chair.

He reached into the skyline of bottles against the mirror for some baby powder. Law sprinkled it onto his hand and worked it into the back of the somber guy’s neck while pulling the sheet off from inside his collar. Clumps of black hair scampered to the floor as he shook off the sheet.

The customer paid. Law pulled his drawer out as far as it would go and tucked the bills into the back. Then he came over to me.

Law had been cutting my hair since I was old enough to want it cut. He was in his early 60s and had a head topped with neatly sculpted snow. His face was still soft and supple, but he had a big mole on the lower side of his left cheek.

You couldn’t help but stare at it when he had his back turned because it stood out in profile, wiggling in sync with his cigarette.

He looked at the newspaper on my lap.

“We should give all those pro-union waiters guns and send them to Vietnam!” Law grunted. “They’ll be begging to come back and bus tables.”

“They wouldn’t be able to take the humidity,” I said.

“That’s right, they’re not tough like you! You were a brave soldier! OK, come over here. I’m ready for you now,” Law said, wiping off the seat. I saw hair stuck in the foam under the ripped vinyl cover, but I sat down anyway. Hair could only make the seat softer.

“I don’t mean to bring it up, but you know it’s a real shame what happened. The Americans shouldn’t have bothered to send in soldiers, they should have just dropped the big one on them. You know, the A-bomb.”

“Then China would have dropped an A-bomb on the United States,” I said.

“Just let them! Commie weapons probably don’t even work!” Law shouted into my right ear as he tied a sheet around my neck.

“They work good enough,” I said.

When Chou En Lai had died two weeks before, the Greater China Association had celebrated with a ton of firecrackers in the street in front of its Mulberry Street offices and handed out candy to the obligatory crowd. The association had also displayed a barrel of fireworks they were going to set off when Mao kicked, which was going to be soon, they promised. Apparently, the old boy was senile and bedridden.

“Short on the sides, short on top,” I said.

“That’s how you have to have it, right? Short all around, right?” Law asked.

“That’s the only way it’s ever been cut.”

If you didn’t tell Law how you wanted your hair, even if you were a regular, he’d give you a Beefsteak Charlie’s haircut, with a part right down the center combed out with a Chinese version of VO5. I was going to see my mother in a few days, and I didn’t want to look that bad.

“Scissors only, right? You don’t like the electric clipper, right?”

“That’s right,” I said. When I hear buzzing by my ears, I want to swat everything within reach. Law’s old scissors creaked through my hair. Sometimes I had to stick my jaw out and blow clippings out of my eyes.

The barbershop’s two huge plate glass windows cut into each other at an acute angle in the same shape as the street. Out one window was the sunny half of Doyers Street. The other was in the shade. How many times had I heard that this street was the site of tong battles at the turn of the century? How many times had I heard tour guides say that the barbershop was built on the “Bloody Angle”?

The barbershop windows were probably the original ones, old enough so they were thicker at the bottom than at the top. They distorted images of people from the outside, shrinking heads and bloating asses. In the winters, steam from the hot shampoo sink covered the top halves of the windows like lacy curtains in an abandoned house.

In back of me, a bulky overhead hair dryer whined like a dentist’s drill on top of a frowning woman with thick glasses getting a perm.

The barbers had to shout to hear each other. The news station on the radio was nearly drowned out. The only time you could hear it was when they played the xylophone between segments or made the dripping-sink sounds.

If you knew how to listen for it, you could sometimes hear the little bell tied to the broken arm of the pneumatic pump on the door. The bell hung from a frayed loop of red plastic tie from a bakery box. When the bell went off, one or two barbers would yell out in recognition of an old head.

The bell went off, and Law yelled right by my ear.

“Hey!” he yelled. Two delayed “Hey”s went off to my left and right. The chilly January air swept through the barbershop. A thin man in a worn wool coat heaved the door closed behind him and twisted off his felt hat. His hands were brown, gnarled, and incredibly tiny, like walnut shells. He fingered the brim of his hat and shifted uneasily from foot to foot, but made no motion to take off his coat or drop into one of the four empty folding chairs by the shadow side of Doyers. He swept his white hair back, revealing a forehead that looked like a mango gone bad.

“My wife just died,” he said. If his lungs hadn’t been beat up and dusty like old vacuum-cleaner bags, it would have been a shout. “My wife died,” he said again, as if he had to hear it to believe it. The hairdryer shut down.

“Oh,” said Law. “I’m sorry.” He went on with my hair. No one else said anything. Someone coughed. Law gave a half-grin grimace and kept his head down, the typical stance for a Chinese man stuck in an awkward situation. The radio babbled on.

The barbers just wanted to cut hair and have some light conversation about old classmates and blackjack. Why come here to announce that your wife had died? The guy might as well have gone to the Off Track Betting joint on Bowery around the corner. No one was giving him any sympathy here.

Death was bad luck. Talking about death was bad luck. Listening to someone talk about death was bad luck. Who in Chinatown needed more bad luck?

“What should I do?” the thin man asked. He wasn’t crying, but his legs were shaking. I could see his pant cuffs sweep the laces of his polished wing tips. “What should I do?” he asked again. The xylophone on the radio went off.

I stood up and swept the clippings out of my hair. The bangs were longer on one side of my head. I slipped the sheet off from around my neck and coiled it onto the warmth of the now-vacant seat. Law opened a drawer, dropped in his scissors, and shut it with his knee. He leaned against his desk and fumbled for a cigarette in his shirt pocket.

I blew off the hair from my shield and brushed my legs off. I pushed my hat onto my head.

“Let’s go,” I told the thin man.

 

Ed Lin, a native New Yorker of Taiwanese and Chinese descent, is the first author to win three Asian American Literary Awards and is an all-around standup kinda guy. His books include Waylaid, and a trilogy set in New York’s Chinatown in the 70s: This Is a Bust, Snakes Can’t Run and One Red Bastard. Ghost Month, published by Soho Crime in July 2014, is a Taipei-based mystery, and Incensed, published October 2016, continues that series.
Lin lives in Brooklyn with his wife, actress Cindy Cheung, and son.
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