Jan Springer New Release

Ellora’s Cave
January, 2009
ISBN: 9781419920332
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Hannah is a Breeding Slave.

Created solely for the purpose of producing healthy offspring for an ailing human race, Hannah Roberts longs for freedom and fantasizes about the dangerous man she can never have. With her breeding status about to commence, her hunger for freedom explodes. Escaping into the night, she knows capture will bring her certain death.

Jacob is her Hitman.

Trained to be a cold-blooded killing machine, the only light in Jacob Romero’s life is Hannah, a beautiful Slave whose sweet innocence brands his heart and awakens dark desires he never knew he had. Assigned to hunt her down and kill her, he’s seriously injured when he saves her life.

Forbidden love always finds a way.

Now fugitives, they hide in a deserted ocean mansion where Hannah nurses the wounded Hitman she’s always wanted. Soon their passions ignite, throwing them into a sexual ecstasy neither can run from. Before long, their forbidden love will face one final challenge. Escaping to a harsh new life in the Free States.

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Never Too Late for Christmas

Never Too Late for Christmas by Jane M. Choate
Encore Romance
Genre: Contemporary Romance
ISBN: 83-1201200801

Brother and sister Drew and Ashley Hunter seem to belong to completely different families. Drew is a well-respected newspaper reporter, and Ashley is a punk teen on the wrong track. After a session with Lauren Roberts, owner of Imaginations, a makeover and image consulting service, Ashley is transformed into the beautiful and charming girl she really is.

Introduced by Ashley, Lauren and Drew take an immediate romantic liking to each other. But a secret from Lauren’s past prevents her from trusting Drew with her feelings. Lauren must let go of her past if her Christmas dreams are ever to come true.

Daniel knows he and Eve have something special together. Can he convince her to take a risk on them … And on love?

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Lauren Roberts, owner and manager of Imaginations, knew what most people thought of her chosen field. A way to help spoiled women indulge themselves.

She rejected the criticism, but didn’t fight it. She’d learned long ago that fighting what you couldn’t change only brought pain. So she did her job, and she did it well. If she brought a bit of beauty and joy into the world, she was content.

A satisfied smile curved her lips as she looked around her office. Color photos of smiling clients adorned the walls. Deep-cushioned teal sofas and chairs promised comfort. Freshly brewed tea and home-baked cookies sat atop a delicate pie-crust table.

Imaginations had been in operation seven years. For the first five of those years, she had served as assistant and then manager.

After scrimping and saving every penny she could, she now owned Imaginations. Turning a pretty but nondescript woman into a beauty was fulfilling in a way Lauren had never dreamed. It was a far cry from the teaching job she’d planned, but it filled a need she hadn’t even known existed.

It wasn’t the outward changes she wrought in her clients that gave her the most satisfaction, but the inward ones as she watched a woman grow in confidence and poise. More men were coming to her as well, some curious, most embarrassed, almost all brought by wives or girlfriends.

Her friends knew work came first with Lauren. A few had even tagged her a workaholic. She shrugged off the label just as she had their well-meaning attempts to try and change her. Work–hard work–wasn’t an illness as far as she was concerned. Not when you loved what you did. And she did.

“We’ve got a new client coming in at eleven,” she told her assistant, Kath. “A seventeen year old girl.”

“She make the appointment?”

“No. Her brother.”

Kath rolled her eyes. “One of those.”

Lauren understood. A client who didn’t want to be there wasn’t likely to be happy with anything they did for her.

“What do you bet we send her packing?” Kath asked.

“Lunch,” Lauren said, feeling reckless. “If she stays, you buy.”

At precisely eleven a.m., a tall man appeared with a slender girl at his side. He had his arm around the girl, whether in reassurance or restraint, Lauren wasn’t sure.

The man easily topped six feet by a couple of inches. Dark hair pulled back in a stubby ponytail emphasized navy blue eyes. His sister was tall as well, five eight or nine, Lauren estimated. Her hair looked to be a pale blonde beneath the orange streaks, though, and her skin fair. Only their dark blue eyes proclaimed their relationship.

Lauren held out her hand. “I’m Lauren Roberts. Welcome to Imaginations.” She resisted the urge to tug at her linen blazer or fuss with her hair. She’d long ago accepted that her looks would never be termed glamorous or dazzling. Cute was the best she could hope for with her small build and unruly mop of dark red curls. Those who made the mistake of calling her a pixie soon learned better.

He took her hand, holding it briefly before releasing it. A tremor skittered up her arm. “Drew Hunter. This is my sister, Ashley.”

“This is his idea,” the girl said, her voice sullen. “I like the way I look.”

Lauren took in the details of her prospective client. Orange hair, triple pierced ears, and black-rimmed lips. She’d seen them all–and more–before. But it was the look in the girl’s eyes that snagged and held her attention.

Insolent and vulnerable, scared and defiant. She recognized the expression. It had mirrored her own ten years ago.

It wasn’t unusual for a parent or other relative to bring in a teenager for a makeover. It also wasn’t unusual for Lauren to turn down such a job. Adults frequently wanted something for young people that they didn’t want for themselves. Lauren’s first duty was to her client, even if it meant turning that client away.

She sensed there was more going on here, though, than simply a reluctant client. “What do you want, Ashley?”

The girl looked surprised to be consulted. “I don’t know. I keep trying things … You know … To like find out what I like.”

Lauren hid a smile at the teenage jargon and touched the orange-dyed hair. “I think you want to look like you. The way you were meant to look.”

“How would I go about doing that?” Ashley asked cautiously.

“I think together we could find the pretty girl under all the makeup and hair.” Beneath the black lipstick and magenta shadowed eyes, there was the promise of real beauty. It was up to her to bring it out and perhaps help Ashley learn about herself along the way.

Drew spoke for the first time since the introductions twisting his finger through a corkscrew curl. “It was purple last week.”

Lauren gave Ashley a conspiratorial smile. “We women like a change sometimes, don’t we?”

A tentative smile touched Ashley’s lips. “Yeah. Can I look around for a minute?”

“Sure,” Lauren said. “Take your time.”

“You sound like you’ve had lots of experience with teenage girls,” Drew said after Ashley had wandered to the far end of the room.

“You could say that.” Lauren took her time in studying Ashley’s brother. His face was too strong for mere good looks, the cheekbones sharp slashes, his nose slightly crooked. No, she thought, it wasn’t a face for a poster in a teenager’s room. But it was a face to linger in a woman’s memory.

Her gaze connected with his. For the space of a heartbeat, the air shimmered with tension. A rush of air signaled that she’d been holding her breath. She let it out slowly and felt the tension dissolve.

“I’ll be frank,” he said. “I read about your work with girls at the correction center. Ashley’s had some trouble lately. Petty stuff like shoplifting.”

“We’re an image consultant business,” Lauren felt bound to point out. “We can’t–”

“I know what you do,” he cut in. “I don’t expect miracles. But I don’t know where else to turn.”

The simple honesty of the statement gripped her attention…and her heart. “No one can help Ashley if she doesn’t want to be helped. But … ” She paused. “We’ll do what we can.”

“Thank you.”

Ashley had joined them by then and looked from Drew to Lauren and back to Drew. “It’s pretty cool here. Did you do all these women? You know, make them beautiful.”

“I helped them find their own look,” Lauren said. She turned to Drew. “Mr. Hunter, why don’t you let Ashley and me get acquainted for the next hour? It’s going to take some time for her to decide what she wants.”

Drew looked doubtful.

Ashley patted his hand. “It’s okay, big brother. I won’t freak out or anything.”

Drew looked from Lauren to Ashley and then back to Lauren. “I’ll pick you up in an hour.”

“So you gonna turn me into a lady?” Ashley asked once her brother had left. She couldn’t quite conceal her curiosity as she wandered around the room.

Lauren’s lips curved. “I can’t turn you into something that isn’t already there.”

Ashley paused then turned to Lauren. “Are you saying I’m already a lady?” The faint sneer in her voice didn’t quite hide the pain in her eyes.

“I’m saying you are whatever you think you are.”

“I don’t go for all that fancy stuff,” the young girl warned.

“Neither do I,” Lauren assured her.

Lauren didn’t deceive herself that she had made any great headway with Ashley, but she felt satisfied by the end of the first session.

“Tomorrow,” she said. “After school.”

Ashley turned a surprisingly sweet smile on her. “I’ll be here.”

The first consultation had gone well, Lauren decided. Getting acquainted–learning what her clients liked and disliked, their lifestyles, their habits–was only the beginning, but it was a vital part of the process. Too many image consultants skipped over it, preferring to get right to work.

A makeover that the client wasn’t able or willing to keep up wasn’t going to help her. And so Lauren made sure that it fit each individual. She saw Ashley out then turned to Kath.

“You owe me lunch.”

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A Christmas Wish

A Christmas Wish by Holli Winters

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Two years ago, Brady and Macy kissed and walked on the edge of giving into their desire, but the time was not right. She was newly widowed after the death of her abusive husband, who was also Brady’s cousin. Now it’s Christmas Eve in the midst of a snow storm. Macy heads to Brady’s bar for a drink and ends up stranded when the storm turns into a blizzard. Now, she’s trapped with a man she’s wanted for a long, long time…and the timing couldn’t be better.

One night of passion isn’t enough for Brady, but can he convince Macy they have more going for them than just the desire that’s been simmering for years?

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“…Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight…”

Brady suspected he’d lost his mind by offering to stay open on Christmas Eve. Even Madonna’s sultry voice on the jukebox didn’t stir him. He could think of warmer places to be than tending bar on a snowy night in Spokane. Anyplace but here. Like Hawaii, with a bouncy bikini-clad babe. Or in southern California, sipping a drink as he sat next to the pool. The sleigh bells above the door jingled to signal the arrival of another customer and he glanced up. Or maybe?

His heart skipped a beat and all thoughts of balmy spots vanished from his mind at the vision framed by the dancing red lights around the threshold. Suddenly things were beginning to look a lot brighter?and warmer.

Macy Witters stood there. Her dark hair swung gently around her shoulders and he watched, transfixed, as she removed her coat to reveal a red and green sweater that barely hid her slender body. Her slim black skirt inched up her thighs as she turned to hang up her coat on the rack.

Brady could only stare at the sight of the woman who broke the mold by which he judged other women. What was she doing here? Had she come to see him? She knew he owned the Silver Lining Bar.

Macy hesitated as she looked intently at the bar for a long moment. Her chest rose, emphasizing the lush, rounded curves of her breasts, making Brady’s body stir in response. She hadn’t spotted him yet in the corner of the room. She closed her eyes briefly, a small smile flickering across her lush lips. She turned her head as her companion murmured something and they both laughed before they headed to a table across the room.

Brady finished his table and headed back to the bar. Fergus nodded at him and commented, “Busy tonight. Wonder why all these folks aren’t with their families on Christmas Eve?”

“Probably because their families are jerks like mine,” Brady told him. All his life they’d looked down on Brady’s family even though it was hard, decent work running a bar. Well, he no longer cared to have anything to do with the “other” Vaughn’s.

Except for Macy. But then, she no longer was a part of the family.

He paused and watched her settle at the table. She brushed her hair away from her shoulders, and his body reacted with a surge of lust. He thought of what it’d feel like to have her hair brush his cock as she leaned over him.

Get yourself under control, he told himself. She’s not in here looking for you.

Fergus glanced up as he finished filling an order for another round of beer. “I suppose so. They’re damned fools, being out in this weather.”

“But good for business,” Brady remarked. Everyone was in a good mood and spending money easily tonight. He tipped his head toward the table where Macy sat with her back to him. “I’ll take that table over there.”

“Sure thing, Brady. You know where to find me.”

As he made the trek to Macy’s table, he gazed at the back of her head. Two years ago she’d slipped away from him and he let her, knowing it was too soon after the pain she’d experienced. But he still wanted her, and this time, he wasn’t sure he could let her go.

“Can I get you ladies something?”

Macy’s head whipped up and her green eyes flared in response. Yes, she hadn’t expected him to be working tonight.

He smiled at them both, nodding first at the other woman, then at Macy. Her lips quivered for a brief second, drawing his attention. Her eyes were dark with unspoken emotion. Yeah, she hadn’t forgotten that day.

“Hi, Macy. It’s been a long time.”

Her gaze flickered to her companion for a moment, then back to him. He sensed she would’ve got up and left the bar, but wasn’t sure how her friend would react.

Instead, she gave him a brief nod of her head. “Hi, Brady. I thought you’d be at the annual Vaughn get-together tonight.”

His jaw tightened. “Hardly, since they think owning a bar is something a Vaughn shouldn’t be doing. I’d rather be some place where I’m welcomed.”

She frowned at his words, but nodded. “I see. I remember Daniel saying…” She let the words drift off, as though she couldn’t talk about her ex-husband. Brady hoped she was finally over his cousin, because it was time for Brady to take what was rightfully his.

Triple Your Pleasure

“Sizzling, Irresistible, Wonderful.”
Lori Foster-New York Times Best Selling author

Triple Your Pleasure

November 2008
Cathryn is celebrating the release of Blood Ties, November 1,
now she is celebrating two new releases.

 Sun Stroked and Alluring Tales: Hot Holiday Nights.

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Blood Ties
Samhain Publishing
November 2008
ISBN: 1-60504-226-9
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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Her survival depends on the man—and the erotic sex—of her dreams. Dari Blake has spent her life sheltered from the world, believing she has a rare, genetic blood disorder that prevents her from aging. Her overprotective guardians are her only company, except for the mysterious man who enters her nightmares, soothing them into erotic dreams. Only he seems to have the power to help her shut out the cacophony of voices in her head.

Alone in his English castle, Mikel Sare has one mission in life: to protect Dari, his soul mate. Unbeknownst to her, she isn’t suffering from a rare disorder, she is a rare creature herself. She, like Mikel, is a Nallie. Part human, part vampire, one of only two left in the world. Her womb, and her psychic ability, are more powerful—and more dangerous—than she could ever imagine.

Now the alien vampires who created their kind are back, killing everyone in their path as they seek to take control of her child-bearing body. To defeat them, Mikel and Dari must join together—mind, body, blood and soul—in a ritual that will exponentially increase their power.

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Cathryn Fox has written a true jewel in Blood Ties. From page one, I knew that I would need to finish this book in one sitting…Ms. Fox created a new twist to vampires, one that I thoroughly enjoyed. I highly recommend Blood Ties and have
added Cathryn Fox to my must read list!
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