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Title: Realm of Crows (Wings of Ink, 5)
Author: Angelina J. Steffort
Genre: NA Fantasy Romance
Cover Designer: Fantastical Ink
Publication Date: August 31st, 2025
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"Chocolate fanatic, milk-foam enthusiast and huge friend of the southern sting-ray. Writing is an unexpected career-path for me."
Angelina J. Steffort is an Austrian novelist, best known for her Wings Trilogy, a young adult paranormal romance series about the impossible love between a girl and an angel. The bestselling Wings Trilogy has been ranked among calibers such as the Twilight Saga by Stephenie Meyer, The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare, and Lauren Kate’s Fallen, and has been top listed among angel books for teens by bloggers and readers. Her young adult fantasy series Shattered Kingdom is already being compared to Sarah J. Maas’s Throne of Glass series by readers and fans.
Angelina has multiple educational backgrounds including engineering, business, music, and acting, and lives in Vienna, Austria with her husband and her son.
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Series: #RoyalBastardsMC - 7th Run
Author: Emma Creed
Cover Designer: Crimson Syn- Syn Ink Books LLC
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I’ve lived my life in solitude.
In juvy, in jail, why should the road be any different?
Being a nomad for the royal bastards gives me a purpose
It allows me to wreak havoc for a cause my father believed in.
And to carry his name through violence and mayhem
But when it comes to their brotherhood, they can keep it.
I work better alone.
When the Cody charter start losing control of their town
Nomads get called up to strengthen their numbers and help them tow the line.
It’s a temporary fix
And a duty I already know I’ll hate
One look at Ruby Saunders, almost makes it tolerable.
She’s the town's little darling,
Sweet, pure, and completely untouchable
But when have I ever played by the rules?
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They call me the wild card,
and I’m about to f**k sh*t up!
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Title: Survival of the Wolves
Author: Ophelia Black
Genre: Reverse Harem, Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Hannah Sternjakob Design
Publication Date: Oct. 31st, 2025
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Blurb:
We will usher in the end of all or birth a new world from its ashes. Nothing to stress about, right?
Chosen by the great wolf, Fenrir, and in possession of his amulet, my bonded and I are expected to
single-handedly prevent Ragnarök. Spoiler alert, we’re just as clueless as everyone else. Turns out the gods don’t believe in leaving Cliff Notes.
Fending off attacks from the crooked Alpha and searching for a cure for the illness attacking our
females, we’re pushed to our breaking point. With the Alpha hitting our vulnerable spots like a battering ram, we’re on the defensive and the run.
If we can’t expose his corruption and gain control before he turns the pack against us, it’s game
over. Bringing him to heel means facing our demons, creating allies, and revealing hidden secrets. Are we powerful enough together to pull off the impossible and make the gods notice us again?
It’s a battle for the wolves we have to win.
Surviving off coffee and tea, Ophelia Black pens stories that never make you choose. Combining her love for the paranormal, magic, and history, she weaves immersive worlds with unforgettable characters and adventure.
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Title: Veiled Justice
Author: Heather G. Harris
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Cover Designer: Covers by Christian
Publication Date: Aug. 28th, 2025
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Blurb:
Murder has crashed the party, so justice won’t wait for an invitation.
Champagne, caviar… and a corpse. This high-society party wasn’t meant to end in murder. When my brother calls me to investigate the brutal stabbing of a female ogre at the charity ball of the season, the glittering magical elite quickly become a sea of suspects.
Everyone who’s anyone was there, but glamour has given way to something far darker. Someone’s playing a deadly game, and the stakes couldn’t be higher. It’s my job to cut through the beauty and lies to find a killer hiding among the rich and powerful.
As a police inspector with the Connection, I’ve seen plenty of strange things, but this case reeks of entitlement, secrets, and old money with something to hide. Then the King of the Ogres storms in. Furious and formidable, he demands justice. Stopping him from tearing through the guest list is almost as hard as keeping my mind on the case, because rage and power look annoyingly good on him.
But when a dryad turns up dead at another elite event, I realise I’m chasing a serial killer who thinks they’re too rich to face consequences… and they’re setting my brother up to take the fall.
With a rookie partner finding his feet and my talking-bird sidekick offering sharp advice (and sharper insults), I’m racing against the clock to solve the case before my brother faces the lethal justice of the Other realm…
Immerse yourself in The Other Detective Series – perfect for fans of supernatural crime, complete with a fierce heroine, gritty murder investigations, and a slow-burn romance.
Heather is an urban fantasy writer and mum. She was born and raised near Windsor, which gave her the misguided impression that she was close to royalty in some way. She is not, though she once got a letter from Queen Elizabeth's lady-in-waiting.
Heather went to university in Liverpool, where she took up skydiving and met her future husband. When she’s not running around after her children, she’s plotting her next book and daydreaming about vampires, dragons and kick-ass heroines.
Heather loves to travel and once spent a month in Thailand. Thai food remains a firm family favourite. It goes without saying that Heather is a book lover. She grew up reading the likes of Brian Jacques and Anne McCaffrey.
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Three hitmen who’ll stop at nothing to get revenge—until they meet a sweet barista none of them can resist. But can they keep her—and each other—safe from their enemies? Readers who enjoy touch him/her and die vibes and morally grey characters will devour Ruthless Desires Volume One & Volume Two by Elira Firethorn, steamy, organized crime, dark, why choose romance.
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Volume One
Three hitmen who'll stop at nothing to get revenge—until they meet her.
Wren is the sweet barista who always lights up with Elliot, Rhett, and Oliver walk into her shop. All three of the guys are drawn to her, but they know getting closer to Wren would put her life at risk. But after a chance encounter at a masquerade ball and one night together, these men are all forced to face one undeniable fact:
None of them can resist her. And now, they may not have to.
But can they keep her—and each other—safe from their enemies?
Volume Two
A single mistake could have deadly consequences.
Being in their enemyʼs inner circle has never been easier for Elliot, Rhett, and Oliver. Theyʼve fooled Ludo Holloway into trusting them, which means theyʼre one step closer to getting revenge.
But as their plan unfolds, they realize that not everything is as it seems. Sometimes, allies are found in the most unexpected of places—as long as itʼs not yet another trap.
This close to the end, getting what they want means taking risks.
But will they go too far—or not far enough?
“I asked for butter toffee,ˮ a middle-aged man at the counter snaps. Heʼs holding a to-go cup in his hand, and heʼs glaring at Wren like she just murdered someone. “This is vanilla.ˮ
“Oh, shoot.ˮ Wren reaches for a new cup. “Iʼm so sorry. I can make you a new one, shouldnʼt take more than a minute or two.ˮ
“Why couldnʼt you just get it right the first damn time?ˮ he demands.
Wren falters. “I—um. It was an accident. The vanilla and butter toffee syrups are right next to each other, and theyʼre a similar color, so I mustʼve mixed them—ˮ
“Seriously?ˮ he spits out, causing Ava to glance over from where sheʼs working through a long line of cars in the drive-thru.
“Accidents happen,ˮ Wren says gently as she works on his new drink. “But Iʼm putting together—ˮ
“Oh, donʼt give me that bullshit. Youʼve got one of the easiest jobs on the fucking planet. How hard can it be to make a coffee right?ˮ
“This guy is a piece of work,ˮ Oliver mutters. Heʼs watching the man carefully, his hands clenched into fists. No doubt, he wants to go up there and deck this guy.
I know I do.
Wren sets the half-finished drink on the counter and crosses her arms. “You wanna try that again?ˮ
The man jerks his head back. “Excuse me?ˮ
“Iʼm not making you another drink if this is how youʼre going to treat me. You can either calm down, apologize, and accept the fact that Iʼm human and make mistakes, or I can give you a refund, and you can leave.ˮ
Oliver and I exchange a quick glance, and his expression reflects exactly what Iʼm feeling: pride.
Weʼve seen Wren handle her fair share of rude customers over the past few months, but she normally takes it instead of standing up for herself.
I get it—itʼs easier to just do what the customer wants and get them out of your hair. But this isnʼt the first customer Iʼve wanted to throw out.
The man scoffs. “Uh-uh, you donʼt call the shots around here.ˮ
Wren smiles brightly—too brightly—her eyes flashing with annoyance. “Refund it is.ˮ
“Excuse me?ˮ He stands straighter, taking a step toward the counter, and it sets off a million alarms in my head.
“Hey.ˮ Iʼm standing before I can stop myself. “Back off, man. Itʼs just a coffee.ˮ
Wrenʼs eyes widen, and I hope Iʼm not making this worse for her. This guy has made a whole scene out of a wrong drink, and now everyone in the shop is watching.
“Why donʼt you mind your fucking business?ˮ he spits out at me. “This is none of your concern.ˮ
“Donʼt care. Say one more rude thing to her, and Iʼm throwing you out of here.ˮ
Wren ducks her head as she taps away at the register, probably issuing the guyʼs refund.
“You donʼt have any authority here,ˮ he tells me smugly as he turns back to Wren. “And, quite frankly, you donʼt even deserve the minimum wage youʼre making. I mean what are you, stu—ˮ
“Thatʼs enough.ˮ I take his arm and yank him toward the front.
“Have your shitty drink back,ˮ the guy snarls, and before I realize what heʼs doing, he flings the to-go cup at Wren.
Shit.
Wren jumps back with a yelp. The lid pops off, and some of the coffee lands on her torso and arms, but most of it falls onto the floor.
In the corner of my eye, I see Rhett and Oliver jump to their feet. In a flash, Rhett is in front of me, meeting us halfway to the door. He grabs the guy by the back of his neck and hauls him toward the front.
“Hey! What the hell do you think youʼre doing?ˮ the man shouts. “This is assault! I have an excellent lawyer. Iʼll press charges against you if you donʼt—ˮ
Rhett throws him out the door before he can finish the sentence. The guy stumbles and almost falls, but he catches himself and straightens. He whips around, and it looks like heʼs about to barrel right past Rhett to get back inside, but then he freezes.
Rhettʼs frame is taking up most of the doorway, and I can only imagine the glare on his face.
Knowing Rhettʼs handling that, I turn to face Wren.
Oliver is already behind the counter, grabbing paper towels from the hand-washing sink. “Are you hurt? Did he burn you?ˮ
Fuck. This is all my fault.
I donʼt think Oliverʼs words register in Wrenʼs mind.
Sheʼs staring after Rhett, a mixture of shock and awe shining in her eyes.
“Hey. Wren.ˮ Oliver brushes his fingers across her cheek, the light touch making her blink rapidly.
When she finally meets his gaze, her eyes widen with realization. “Iʼm—Iʼm okay. It was just drip
coffee with flavored syrup. He asked for a lot of cream, so it cooled it down a lot.ˮ
“Thatʼs something, at least,ˮ he mutters.
Wrenʼs gaze falls to Oliverʼs hands as he continues cleaning her up. She tracks his every movement as he moves to her apron, trying to soak up the liquid.
“You donʼt... I can do this,ˮ she mumbles.
“Let me help you. Youʼre shaking.ˮ
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About Elira Firethorn
Elira Firethorn is a dark romance author who enjoys writing books full of suspenseful plots, plenty of spice, and characters who'll sweep you off your feet. She also writes erotic short stories under the pen name E. Firethorn.
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