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Cassie Griffin always believed she could have it all —a successful career, a loving marriage, and someday, a family. As Cassie inches closer to achieving her dreams, the pressure becomes unbearable, until a near-miss accident shakes her to her core. Readers who enjoy journeys of self-discovery and second-chance romances will devour A Collision with Love by Tricia T. LaRochelle, an all-new standalone, contemporary romance.

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  Cassie Griffin has always believed she could have it all—a successful career, a loving marriage, and someday, a family. But as she inches closer to becoming senior partner at her law firm, the pressure to start a family with her husband, Daniel, begins to weigh heavily on her shoulders. Daniel is ready to dive into parenthood, while Cassie feels the clock ticking on her dreams of professional success.

When a near-miss accident shakes Cassie to her core, the cracks in her marriage deepen. Torn between her ambitions and the love of her life, Cassie is forced to confront the possibility that achieving one dream may mean losing another. Set in the bustling heart of Richmond, Virginia, A Collision with Love is a poignant story of the delicate balance between career and family, and the difficult choices that come with pursuing your dreams.

As Cassie’s world teeters on the brink, she must decide what truly matters—and whether it’s possible to have it all without losing everything.

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I moved to the edge of the loveseat. “I need to get back to work.”

His long, wavy hair pulled back into ponytail, Daniel placed both hands against his head in exasperation. “No fucking way are you rushing back to work.” He glared at me, his eyes filled with outrage and fear. “Are you trying to kill yourself?” 

Tears threatened to spill, my throat thick with anguish. “But Isabella—”

“I don’t give a flying fuck what Isabella told you or wants.” He grabbed my shoulders as though to jar me. “Look, I love you, but I refuse to watch you kill yourself for that place. You’ve given them seven-and-a-half years of your life. And what have they done to show their appreciation? Your office is a closet. You’re still working around the clock. And all they can do is dangle senior partner in front of your face, so you’ll keep busting your ass for them.” He tightened his jaw, his eyes glassing over as emotion battled against his anger. 

I could see it. He cared so much it hurt.

I dropped my face into my hands. “I don’t know what to do. I need to finish this job for her. After that, I can come help you.” I felt like a child and about as powerless as one. “Please, Daniel. I need to make senior partner. Then everything will be good again. I can take care of us.”

He released his grip on me, his forearms rested on his thighs. “Cassie. It’s not your responsibility to take care of us. We can do that together. Why do you put this solely on your shoulders? Don’t you see? Life is passing you by. When are you going wake up? How long are you gonna wait for that promotion that may never come? They announced the partnership a year ago. It’s bullshit.” He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me close.

And that was when I lost it. Tears ran down my cheeks as though the dam had broken. And it had. I wept for this trap of an existence I had confined myself to. I wept for the constant struggle that refused to relent. And I wept for the uncertainty of what was to come. 

My intentions were pure. I only wanted what was best for both of us. 

My mother’s voice rang in my ears. “You are the only one of us, Cass boo, who finished college. And we never thought we’d have a lawyer for a daughter. Your father and I are so proud of you.” Her eyes, a paler shade of green than mine, grew distant. “I wish I had . . .” Pursing her lips, she stopped herself from revealing something that had obviously weighed heavily on her heart. Suddenly, she reset herself, her shoulders back and her resolve strong. “Promise me you will never compromise your principals or your ambition for anyone. You deserve to follow your dreams. All the way to the end of that rainbow.” She had pulled me into her embrace, the scent of rose petals lingering on her skin from her perfume. “Just remember. No one can make your dreams come true but you.” It was the only time she’d ever said this to me. And it was the only time she had to. 

Oh, Mom. Why does everything have to be so hard?

 

About Tricia T. LaRochelle

 

Since she was a little girl, award-winning author Tricia T. LaRochelle has been obsessed with tragic love stories. No beach reads for her. Bring on the grit with a double side of turmoil. She likes to feel the character’s anguish as they fight to overcome obstacles to be together. Growing up in central Vermont, she has seen her share of tragedy but remains a hopeful romantic. She now lives in central Virginia, where she continues to foster the possibilities of how love can conquer all.

Flickering Heart, part of her Sara Browne series, won a Gold Medal in the 2023 Readers’ Favorite Contest for New Adult and was a first-place winner in the 2022 Incipere Awards for romance. Revive received an Honorable Mention in the 2022 Incipere Awards for romance in the same series. Her stand-alone contemporary, Sun in My Heart, won second place in the 2024 Bookfest Awards for Romance-Contemporary Romance-New Adult and a Bronze Medal in the 2024 Readers’ Favorite Contest for New Adult Fiction.

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 She's the first female police detective in Acapulco.

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Political corruption turns Acapulco’s first female police detective into a fugitive on the run . . . in Washington DC.

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In a derelict building for sale, Acapulco police detective Emilia Cruz stumbles on the body of a woman brutally shot to death. Incredibly, the victim was the sister of Acapulco’s ambitious mayor, who is running for re-election against an opponent with deep pockets.

Emilia’s investigation is immediately under pressure for a fast result. The victim’s ex-boyfriend has a suspiciously weak alibi but is the crime scene the key to finding the murderer? The building was once used for a secret Mexican government operation targeting a ruthless drug lord.

Meanwhile, there’s a conspiracy within the police department to force Emilia out.

Before Emilia can save her job or arrest her prime suspect, she’s sent on an errand of mercy to Washington, DC.

There she becomes a fugitive hunted by killers masquerading as cops. Alone, desperate and on the run, Emilia turns for help to a man she once vowed to murder.

He's her only chance to survive a deadly game of political intrigue on the wrong side of the border.

From Acapulco’s beaches to the streets of Washington, DC, the stakes couldn’t be higher in this electrifying, page-turning thriller.

2019 and 2020 Poison Cup award, Outstanding Series - CrimeMasters of America

"Emilia is a character who is close to my heart" - MysterySequels

"Amato brings her characters to life with her vivid writing style and sets them on the streets of a Mexico steeped in Catholicism and corruption" - OnlineBookClub.org

With unflinching authenticity from the author's own espionage and counterdrug experience in Mexico and Central America, this is a female detective mystery series like no other.

The Emilia Cruz series is for fans of international mystery and crime by Ian Rankin, Jo Nesbo, Ann Cleeves, Donna Leon and Liza Marklund, plus the Department Q series by Jussi Adler-Olsen. Fans of Don Winslow's cartel and border thrillers set in Mexico love the plots torn from the headlines of the Detective Emilia Cruz police series set in Acapulco.

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 Carmen Amato is also the 2023 winner of the Silver Falchion Award for Best Historical for Murder at the Galliano Club, inspired by her grandfather’s experiences as a deputy sheriff during Prohibition. Her standalone thrillers include The Hidden Light of Mexico City, which was longlisted for the 2020 Millennium Book Award.

 Carmen is a recipient of both the National Intelligence Award and the Career Intelligence Medal. She has been a judge for the BookLife Prize and Killer Nashville’s Claymore Award. Her work has appeared in Huffpost, Criminal Element, Publishers Weekly, and other national publications.

 Originally from upstate New York, after years of globe-trotting she and her husband enjoy life in Tennessee.

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THE ANDI WYNDHAM SERIES

Beware the Fisherman.

Andi Wyndham has communicated with spirits since she was a kid. When a bone pendant carved into the likeness of a girl's face calls to her at a gem show in Pennsylvania, she can't resist buying it and a sister piece. When she discovers the girls are missing runaways and the pendants are made of human bone, Andi is drawn into a mystery that will force her to confront her gifts, her guilt, and the ghosts haunting her.

Pendant Girls Mariah and Bennie urge Andi to find a man they call "Fisherman," a master of disguise. Teaming up with a handsome private eye and a South Carolina sheriff, Andi must find the girls' bodies and put their souls to rest, before the Fisherman casts his deadly net to trap Andi.

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"Beautifully written, Friedman's lyrical style will lure you in and scare you senseless."
~ Annette Dashofy, USA Bestselling author of the Zoe Chambers Mysteries

"Friedman's fast-paced thriller is both heart-pounding and heart-wrenching."
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"Full of paranormal twists, Bone Pendant Girls is a supernatural thriller about trust and acceptance."
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Genre: Paranormal Thriller, Suspense, Mystery, Southern
Published by: CamCat Books
Publication Date: February 25, 2025
Number of Pages: 496
ISBN: 9780744307931 (ISBN10: 0744307937)
Series: Andi Wyndham, Book 1
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Ginkgo leaves drifted down like butterfly wings outside the gem show. They made a yellow carpet on the walkway to the boarding school's gymnasium. Within the swirling leaves, Andi heard a voice. Hollow metallic vowels rustled like leaves in gutters. Consonants scratched and thumped like animals trapped in heating ducts. When the frantic skittering of syllables merged into words, a ghostly plea slipped into her consciousness. Trapped . . . help.

"You'll find your way to the Other Side," Andi whispered.

Some days, the spirits refused to leave her in peace. Turning off spirits' voices was like trying to keep a snake in a bird cage. The Shadows had been with her since she was four. Her mother had sent those spirits to watch over her. But the voice she heard today was not the Shadows. They rarely spoke.

Please . . . help.

Andi opened the door. "I'm not the one to help you," she told the young voice. "I attract bad men."

The ticket ladies took her money and stamped her hand. She scanned from one end of the gymnasium to the other. So many vendors. Where to start. Left past the fossils to a station called P&S Lapidary. They always had unique pieces.

Please . . . ma'am. The whisper had a faint Southern lilt.

"Aw come on. Hijack someone else's head. Go see my ex-husband. Convince him to give me all his money." Andi looked left and right to make sure no one had heard. No need to worry. Odds were good that at least one other person in the crowd talked to herself.

Andi made her way through thirty stations. Through bargain-bound women rummaging in bins of clearance beads, through vendors taking orders to set stones, through miles of bead strands, she searched for the perfect happy, shiny piece. Twice around the gym, and that whispering voice drilled its way into her conscience again.

Please . . . buy . . . me.

Cripes! The urgency of that sweet young voice. She heaved a sigh. "Hope you're not expensive. Where are you?" Her feet ached and the place was stifling hot. "Where?"

Over here!

She couldn't see a damn thing through the shoppers lined up two people deep at the stations. Up on her toes, down, from foot to foot, sideways. A tiring, annoying dance. Andi shivered despite the stuffy gymnasium.

Here!

Easing her way through the shoppers, she peered into a glass display case. Malachite beads, a red coral branch necklace, two strands of ringed freshwater pearls, and one pendant with a cameo-style face etched in bone.

The vendor with a bolo tie looked like her ninth grade geography teacher. "Let me open that for you. The face pendants are going fast. Only two left." He lifted the hinged glass cover.

Me! A loud whisper from the carved pendant with a girl's face.

Andi looked intently at it. Like most cameos, the face was a side profile. Tendrils of the girl's curly hair escaped an upswept hairdo, framing her face. At first, she appeared to be asleep. Then the girl's face turned and studied her too, eyes blinking as if she'd just awakened. Andi shivered. In the spirit world she'd inherited from her mother, voices whispered. Images in jewelry didn't move.

What now? She spoke silently. Subconscious to subconscious.

Hurry, ma'am! Buy . . .

A woman who reeked of Chanel No. 5 snatched the face pendant from the case.

"Excuse me," Andi said. "I came here to buy that piece. It called to me." There now, she'd admitted she was crazy. She gave a lopsided grin and a shrug. "Please could I have it?"

"Sorry, hon. I got here first." A condescending glance at Andi, and the lady wrapped her bratwurst fingers around the pendant.

"Not to worry, ladies," the seller told them. "I have another like this." He pushed the tablecloth aside, reached under the table, and pulled out a second pendant. "It's stunning with Namibian Pietersite accents. I could let you have it for the same price."

No . . . me. An adamant voice.

"I don't want the other pendant," Andi said. "I came here for the one in her hand." At the next booth, a woman holding a jade jar stopped talking and stared at her. Andi blushed, knowing she sounded like a petulant child.

Suddenly, Chanel Lady gasped. "Ouch! Awful thing cut me. It has sharp edges." A thin line of blood welled on her finger, and she dropped the pendant as if it had bitten her.

Andi caught it before it hit the floor. The silver bezel felt ice-cold. A young girl's eyes gazed up at her and blinked. Thanks, ma'am.

She stared at the pendant. Her mother had warned about spirits attaching to people. If spirits attached, she'd said, terrible things could happen.

Chanel Lady cradled the darker pendant. Not a word was uttered from it. Maybe the tea-stained piece believed in being seen and not heard. Its bone face was younger. Pietersite in the top bezel had chatoyancy, a luminous quality. Thin wavy splotches of browns, blacks, reds, and yellows swirled through the dark stone like tiny ice crystals in frozen latte.

"Yes. I like this one better. Excellent quality Pietersite," Chanel Lady said.

"If you don't mind, I'll take her payment first." The seller probably wanted to send the woman to another station before she started a fight with his customers.

"No problem. Is this ivory?" Andi asked. Whether vendors called it mammoth bone or not, elephants didn't deserve to be slaughtered for jewelry.

"Absolutely not. Wouldn't sell it if it was. Cow bone," he assured her.

A triumphant smirk aimed at Andi, and Chanel Lady made her way through the crowd. Subduing an impulse to give her the middle finger, Andi turned back to the pendant. She studied the heart-shaped face, turned it over and winced at the tiny price sticker. Was she insane? Andi couldn't afford that; she'd lost her teaching job.

"I'll need your address and email." The seller handed her a clipboard.

She'd fought over it and won, no changing her mind now. While he charged her credit card, Andi filled out the information for his mailing list. Then she weaved through the shoppers to find a quiet corner by the concessions stand.

What the hell. The pendant was a dose of credit card therapy. Unzipping the plastic sleeve, she lifted the piece by the bail. Two bezels set in silver. One disk held labradorite, a luminous blue stone with black veins, and in the second bezel, a face carved in bone. She shifted it in her palm, studying the details. Had light played with the image, making it look like the girl moved? It would warm at the touch of her skin.

Once more around the gym, and she left the show, slogging through the field toward her car, wondering how a whispering girl had convinced her to buy a pricey pendant. Yet, she had a sense that something other than her credit card bill had changed.

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Excerpt from Bone Pendant Girls by Terry S. Friedman. Copyright 2024 by Terry S. Friedman. Reproduced with permission from Terry S. Friedman. All rights reserved.

Terry Friedman is a writer and a rockhound. Her novel, BONE PENDANT GIRLS, a paranormal thriller, was published by CamCat January 30, 2024.

Terry began her writing career freelancing for a small newspaper outside Philadelphia. While raising her daughters Jessica and Chelie in West Chester, PA, she taught English for decades and traveled abroad with students. Terry earned an M.F.A. from Wilkes University and also graduated from the FBI Citizens Academy. Thirteen of her fiction and non-fiction pieces have been published, and she co-edited Delaware Valley Mystery Writers' short stories anthology. DEATH KNELL V.

She is an award-winning author. In 2022 the Southeastern Writers Association awarded her first place in their writing contest for her humor piece, second place for BONE PENDANT GIRLS in a fiction category, and an honorable mention for THE BANSHEE'S WAIL, an unpublished Irish novel. She is a Killer Nashville Claymore Finalist in the Supernatural category.

A Pennwriters Board member and a member of Sisters in Crime, she currently writes thrillers from coastal South Carolina. Terry has traveled the world from Fiji to Delphi and brings to her writing a solid respect for things that go bump in the night.

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Serial Burn by Lynette Eason February 10 - March 7, 2025 Virtual Book Tour!

 

LAKE CITY HEROES

She's out for justice. But the arsonist she's tracking is out for retribution.

Now the fire marshal of Lake City, Jesslyn McCormick is determined to find the person who started the fire that robbed her of her family when she was just seven years old. As the twentieth anniversary of the tragedy approaches, a string of fires--including at Jesslyn's church--brings up all those old feelings and offers new evidence.

Because church fires are considered a hate crime, FBI Special Agent Nathan Carlisle is called in to work with local law enforcement. Nathan has his own past--one he'd prefer not to revisit. And focusing on helping Jesslyn track down the arsonist is a great distraction.

As both the case and the chemistry between Jesslyn and Nathan heat up, memories will come flooding in from the past to bump up against hopes for the future. And when Jesslyn comes face-to-face with her worst nightmare, she'll have to confront her fears and rely on Nathan and her community of friends in order to survive.

Praise for Serial Burn:

"Eason resumes her Lake City Heroes series with a propulsive game of cat and mouse between a fire marshal and an arsonist who's eerily familiar with her past. . . .The result is a thrill ride worth taking."
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Book Details:

Genre: Romantic Suspense/Thriller
Published by: Revell
Publication Date: January 21, 2025
Number of Pages: 320
ISBN: 9780800741211 (ISBN10: 0800741218)
Series: Lake City Heroes (Amazon | Goodreads)
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Lynette Eason is the USA Today bestselling author of Double Take, Target Acquired, and Serial Burn, as well as the Extreme Measures, Danger Never Sleeps, Blue Justice, Women of Justice, Deadly Reunions, Hidden Identity, and Elite Guardians series.

 She is the winner of three ACFW Carol Awards, the Selah Award, and the Inspirational Reader's Choice Award, among others. She is a graduate of the University of South Carolina and has a master's degree in education from Converse College. 

Eason lives in South Carolina with her husband. They have two adult children.

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Two rival opera singers. 

One vampire, one human. 

Both running from the past. 

The Baritone’s Rival

The Vampire Impresario Book 2

by J.B. Warrick

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M/M LGBTQ Paranormal Romance

Two rival opera singers. One vampire, one human. Both running from the past.

Oscar Acosta’s abusive ex-boyfriend is dead, and his old vampire coven is gone. Now all he cares about is winning a coveted spot with the prestigious local opera company. His stiffest competition is Trent, an adorable fellow grad student with a linebacker’s build who he is definitely not crushing on.

When Oscar’s ex turns out to be not-so-deceased, sending several vampires to kidnap him, Oscar is forced to reveal his own vampire identity to his classmate. Can he trust Trent or should he keep him at a safe distance?

Trent Erickson is on his own with no safety net. He doesn’t have time for partying, especially not with a privileged trust fund nepo baby like Oscar. Trent’s not going to let some rich flake steal his star spot onstage, even if the guy stirs up feelings in him that he doesn’t understand.

But when he witnesses three savage vamps attacking Oscar, Trent’s own hidden history rears its ugly head. After all, he knows more about fighting vampires than any human should.

The Baritone’s Rival is a 60,000-word rivals to lovers, bi-awakening, fated mates vampire romance with a guaranteed HEA and no cliffhanger. It contains an ambitious opera singer and the closed-off vampire who falls for him in spite of himself. It also has steamy scenes and the violence you might expect from a vampire story. It is a standalone novel in an interconnected series. Not suitable for readers under 18.

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Oscar retrieved a plastic bottle of alcohol and gauze pads from the island. He crouched down next to Trent. His cheek was right by the man’s broad chest. 

“I don’t think you need stitches, but this is going to hurt a little.” 

Trent nodded, although Oscar thought he might be drifting off. He poured a few drops of alcohol on a pad and touched it to the topmost cut.

Trent breathed in sharply, his hands gripping at the sides of the chair and his eyes snapping open. 

“Fuck.” 

Well, he was awake now. Oscar worked as fast as he could, but he wouldn’t risk infection. His fingers made their way across the damaged skin tenderly. Tenderness was not something Oscar had known much of, or something he trafficked in, but seeing Trent there brought it out in him. 

He just wanted his classmate to be okay, for his smooth, pale skin to be unmarred by scars and injury. He had to reverse the wound, to make it as if it had never been. He didn’t know why it was so important. Trent had said he’d been in vampire fights before. Still, something about touching him like this made Oscar’s chest open up. It felt raw, unprotected, to be caring for Trent in this way.

When he hit one particularly tender area, Trent yelped in pain, and Oscar’s heart leapt into his throat. Why was he having this reaction? He wasn’t squeamish. He’d killed vampire and human alike. Was it just that he was responsible because Trent had saved his life? Every sigh and moan caused another crack in Oscar’s cool facade. 

When the cuts were clean, he covered the area with a large piece of cotton gauze, holding it in place with medical tape. Oscar stepped back to admire his handiwork. Trent looked almost rugged with the bandage. It was a contrast to his innocent, midwestern face and sun-kissed skin. And it was sexy as hell. 

Oscar forced away the thought. This man despised him and clearly had a thing against vampires in general. He was straight! Yet Oscar couldn’t help drinking in the sight of Trent as he relaxed against the wooden chair with his eyes closed.

“How are you feeling, Trent?” Anthony asked, startling Oscar. He hoped he hadn’t been staring for too long. 

Trent’s eyes fluttered open. “Okay. The sting is duller.”

Anthony stepped toward him, reaching out to help him up. 

“Good. Let’s go sit you down in the common area. I can get some ibuprofen for the pain.”

Trent grabbed Anthony’s hand and heaved himself up. As they moved to the door, Trent looked over at Oscar with a strange look on his face. A question. Did he not want to leave Oscar?

“I’ll be right there,” Oscar said. A smile sprang up unbidden at Trent’s expression. “I just need to wash your blood off my hands.”

“That is a weird thing to hear,” Trent said, chuckling low. A spark of electricity ran up Oscar’s spine at the deep, rich sound. 

What was wrong with him? 

As Trent and Anthony left, Oscar went over to the porcelain farmhouse sink, tossing the scraps of gauze and medical tape in the trash as he passed it. He turned on the water and held out his hands.

There wasn’t too much to wash off. The wound had dried, other than a few drips when the t-shirt was removed. A quick rinse and he was clean. 

Except for the single droplet of Trent’s blood that sat on the side of the knuckle of Oscar’s right pointer finger. 

He didn’t know why he did it. It was an impulse, a sudden desire with no logic or reason. After staring at the burgundy bead for a long moment, he brought his hand to his face and licked it off.

His vision blew out in a bright rainbow of color. The taste of it exploded his senses, and a thrilling tingle ran from his tongue, down his throat, and spread to every inch of his body. He was overwhelmed with the sensation. 

Never mind the sweet, perfect flavor of it. Honey and clove. It was all Oscar wanted to taste for the rest of his life. The intense, thrilling assault on his senses could only mean one thing. 

No. He couldn’t be Trent’s mate. Would the universe do this to him? Would fate give him a mate who despised the very idea of it? A man who wanted nothing to do with vampires? Who wanted nothing to do with him? Who probably hated him?

The Tenor’s Shadow

The Vampire Impresario Book 1

One temperamental opera singer. One vampire bodyguard. Let the sparks and secrets fly.

Anthony wouldn’t let anything stand in his way.

His career as an operatic tenor was finally taking off, and he would be damned if he let some stalker keep him from his globe-hopping musical dreams. But he had made the mistake of telling his uncle about the threatening letters the creep had been leaving in his hotel room.

Now he was saddled with a muscle-bound bodyguard who was seriously cramping his love life, even if the guy did have a swoony accent and the perfect number of freckles. No matter what Anthony did, he couldn’t get rid of the stubborn redheaded Brit. Freddie just didn’t fit in with his glamorous life of encores and galas and schmoozing. And how did the man never sleep?

Freddie was there to do a job.

Or maybe a few. He had been content as head of security for the Hughes vampire coven in London. But now he’d been sent to America to keep his coven master’s nephew safe from the threat of a rival coven. He knew the rules. Anthony couldn’t find out about the existence of vampires, and he certainly couldn’t find out that Freddie was one. Plus, he had to manage Anthony’s demanding personality, and Freddie was painfully bad with people. And he absolutely one-hundred-percent had to keep himself from hooking up with the overbearing American.

When friction erupts into steamy passion, can Freddie and Anthony forge a relationship together? Or will Freddie’s secrets and the deadly vampires of the Azarian coven tear them apart?

The Tenor's Shadow is a 50,000-word MM vampire romance with a guaranteed HEA and no cliffhanger. It contains a strong-but-silent vampire bodyguard and the high strung opera singer that falls fast for him. It also contains steamy scenes and the violence you might expect from a vampire story. Not suitable for readers under 18.

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Excerpt from The Tenor’s Shadow by J.B. Warrick (Explicit)

Freddie was the head of security for a vampire coven. Most of his job was hiding their existence and lying to humans. But it was wrong to lie to Anthony. He wasn’t sure why, but the certainty of it resounded like a bell deep within him.

“There are things I can’t say.” He forced the words out. “To keep you safe.”

Anthony’s hand wrapped around his waist. Freddie had not been this close to another person, human or vamp, in decades. He lived a solitary existence. It kept him alive and sane. He preferred it. Or so he had thought.

“I do feel safe with you.”

At Anthony’s words, warmth spread throughout Freddie’s body, a comforting heat, as if he had just fed. He looked down to see Anthony’s face buried in his arm. Anthony was so much smaller than Freddie. It stirred his need to protect. Anthony was a fragile human, but he had a fire in him that deserved to be safeguarded, to be nurtured. Add in the fact that he smelled so damn good, and Freddie was lost.

Anthony’s hand ran along the side of his torso, and all thoughts of his job melted away as his cock hardened.

They were at thirty-five thousand feet. Freddie had never cared to join the mile-high club, but Anthony stirred a level of desire in him he thought had faded long ago. He made Freddie feel almost human again. 

Freddie looked around. The airplane lights were turned down low and the nearby passengers were mostly asleep. A few wore headphones, listening to a podcast or watching a movie. Freddie leaned down, putting his lips against Anthony’s ear.

“With you against me like this,” he whispered, letting his deep voice rumble in his chest, “I can’t help but imagine how you’d look naked.”

Anthony let out a sweet, soft moan. God, playing with him was delightful. Freddie stroked the back of his neck, the motion both energizing him and grounding him. 

“Shh, you wouldn’t want anyone to hear you. Better stay quiet.”

Anthony nodded, keeping his eyes closed and moving his head to Freddie’s chest. Freddie flicked his tongue against Anthony’s ear, and he squirmed as Freddie tightened his grip around him. 

“I imagine you lying naked in front of me, your pretty cock so hard for me.” 

Anthony managed to keep from moaning this time, but his fast intake of breath sent a jolt of desire down Freddie’s spine.

“So hard it hurts. I’m still in my suit, but you’re there, totally exposed, waiting for me. When I touch you, you tremble underneath me. I squeeze your cock and it’s too much to bear.”

Anthony’s arms tightened around him, and Freddie growled at the sign of his need.

“I’m so desperate to taste you. I spread you open and run my tongue along the rim of your hole.”

Freddie licked down Anthony’s neck as Anthony shivered and took in tiny gulps of air. He was trying to mute his reactions, but control was slipping away from him, and it delighted Freddie. Freddie could break him if he wanted to, and god, did he want to. Nothing would be hotter than having Anthony right at the edge.

“I make you suck my finger to get it nice and wet.” Freddie tapped his index finger against Anthony’s lips, and Anthony opened up. Freddie slipped the digit inside Anthony’s warm mouth. Anthony suckled him instinctually. Freddie could tell that his brain had gone offline. Only the desire to please remained. 

“Good job, sweet. Then I push into your hole, first one finger, and then two. Once I’ve got the third in, I’ll know you’re ready for me.”

Anthony let out a quiet sob. Freddie licked a little circle on his neck, and Anthony’s breath quickened as he did so. Anthony’s skin was delicious, citrus and salt and sweat. 

“I unzip my zipper, fully dressed and standing over your naked body, and I take out my cock. It’s hard and dripping for you.”

Anthony’s fingers clawed at Freddie’s side, full of desperate desire. Freddie chuckled. Anthony squirmed, hearing it. 

“You have to be quiet,” Freddie whispered. “When I enter you, you can’t make a sound.”

Anthony nodded, his eyes still closed.

“I need to know you hear me, baby.”

“I…I’ll be quiet.” Anthony’s voice was barely even a whisper. 

“Do you promise me?”

“I promise.” Anthony’s breath hitched, and a tremor shook him. Freddie thrilled at the effect he was having. 

Freddie looked down at Anthony, at his angelic face and his pale, bare neck. He was perfect.

“When I push into you, you’ll be fuller than you ever have been in your entire life.”

Freddie checked the nearby rows one last time. Nobody was looking. He let his fangs drop.

It was dangerous to do this here, where someone might see. And it was dangerous because the demon was straining inside Freddie, wanting more, so much more, clamoring to claim Anthony. But Freddie knew he could never hurt him. 

Gently, so gently, he bit into Anthony’s neck, barely puncturing the skin, not deep enough to reach a blood vessel. Anthony’s whole body spasmed. Freddie clamped his hand down on Anthony’s mouth, preventing his cry from escaping. Anthony trembled, and Freddie held him tight against himself. 

The tremors slowed, subsiding into gentle twitches as the orgasm finished. Freddie removed his hand, stroking Anthony’s face.

“God, I think I just…” Anthony whispered.

Freddie hummed affirmatively. Anthony’s spent form rested against his chest and stomach. He was overwhelmed and floating in the afterglow. Freddie licked his thumb and rubbed it over the bite mark. The saliva would close up the shallow puncture wound, and in a few minutes, it would be nothing more than a fading red spot. 

A single drop of blood had been left behind on Freddie’s thumb. He couldn’t help himself. He sucked it off his own skin. 

The flavor of it exploded his senses, growing from an intense tingle on his tongue to a burst of electricity running through his whole body. His vision went white. 

What was happening to him? Nothing had ever had that effect before. He’d heard of such a thing once, from a vampire who’d fed from his mate. Could that be what that was? Could Anthony be his? 

Freddie squashed the conjecture. He was too old, too hidebound, too violent to have a mate. The universe would never give him such a gift. 

“What did you do to me?” Anthony’s question came out in a broken whisper, forcing Freddie back into the real world. “That was…I’ve never felt anything like it.”

Freddie couldn’t speak. Instead, he stroked Anthony’s hair and luxuriated in the sensation of Anthony’s body pressed against him. 

Eventually, Anthony fell asleep. Freddie sat there, listening to Anthony’s slow, even breathing, and already second-guessing himself. Anthony didn’t know he was a vampire. He was getting in too deep, and it was with the coven master’s nephew. With a human. This was going to hurt.

J.B. is a writer of MM paranormal and fantasy romance. They live in New York City, and when they're not writing they spend their time eating delicious snacks and listening to opera. If you're looking for fast-moving open door romance, fun and magic, and just a touch of darkness, J.B.'s books are for you!

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