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❤️🔥LEGION❤️🔥
I'm one of the many shadows who ride for the RBMC.
From one state to the next, I'm sent out to make sure things are kept under wraps.
This current run has me heading to New York City-my hometown.
Jameson sent me to report on what's going on with the Royal Harlots.
There’s been a series of murders and one particular Harlot, Lantana, catches my eye.
One with dark hair, a wicked smirk, and eyes like the devil's favorite sin.
She's not just another biker, she's an absolute temptation.
I’m supposed to let the Duchess know I’m in town,
But my dumbass decided to play with fire and stay incognito,
If I get caught, I’m pretty sure I’ll get burned.
But I’ll take any punishment Lantana is willing to give me,
As long as I get to keep her.

❤️🔥LANTANA❤️🔥
I run Nocturne Bloom, the Royal Harlots’ underground apothecary.
A front for something a little more severe than lavender scented candles and oils.
When the Harlots want answers, they don’t send muscle. We play a different game.
A toxic one.
My poisons seep into your bloodstream, paralyzing and loosening the tongues
of even the most stubborn traitors.
By the time the truth spills, they’re begging me to stop, or begging for more.
When I first meet Benjamin Harper…Legion.
He is everything I crave. He’s dark, dangerous, and completely unattainable.
But something seems off with him and soon his cover cracks.
Jameson has sent the Nomad out to watch me,
And he’s about to pay the consequences of messing with a Harlot.
The question isn’t whether Legion will survive loving me.
It’s whether I’ll destroy him the same way I’ve destroyed every man before him.

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❤️🔥LEGION❤️🔥
I'm one of the many shadows who ride for the RBMC.
From one state to the next, I'm sent out to make sure things are kept under wraps.
This current run has me heading to New York City-my hometown.
Jameson sent me to report on what's going on with the Royal Harlots.
There’s been a series of murders and one particular Harlot, Lantana, catches my eye.
One with dark hair, a wicked smirk, and eyes like the devil's favorite sin.
She's not just another biker, she's an absolute temptation.
I’m supposed to let the Duchess know I’m in town,
But my dumbass decided to play with fire and stay incognito,
If I get caught, I’m pretty sure I’ll get burned.
But I’ll take any punishment Lantana is willing to give me,
As long as I get to keep her.

❤️🔥LANTANA❤️🔥
I run Nocturne Bloom, the Royal Harlots’ underground apothecary.
A front for something a little more severe than lavender scented candles and oils.
When the Harlots want answers, they don’t send muscle. We play a different game.
A toxic one.
My poisons seep into your bloodstream, paralyzing and loosening the tongues
of even the most stubborn traitors.
By the time the truth spills, they’re begging me to stop, or begging for more.
When I first meet Benjamin Harper…Legion.
He is everything I crave. He’s dark, dangerous, and completely unattainable.
But something seems off with him and soon his cover cracks.
Jameson has sent the Nomad out to watch me,
And he’s about to pay the consequences of messing with a Harlot.
The question isn’t whether Legion will survive loving me.
It’s whether I’ll destroy him the same way I’ve destroyed every man before him.

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They say friends make the best lovers...
Waiting For You
Priestly Family Series Book 5
by Sharon C. Cooper
Genre: Contemporary Second Chance Romance
They say friends make the best lovers...
After a bitter divorce, Jackson Norwood never thought he’d fall in love again.
Especially not with his best friend, Essence Priestly. His attraction to her is
the most powerful thing he's felt in a long time, and he doesn't just want her
as a lover. He wants her to be his wife. Yet she’s determined to keep their
relationship strictly platonic.
Jackson means everything to Essence and her son, and she’s torn between her
love for him and the fear of ruining their years of friendship. But after an
impulsive, passionate weekend together, she can’t deny their chemistry is off
the charts. Jackson woke up the part of her she thought died years ago, and
Essence is tempted to let him have what he wants—her.
But drama from his ex-wife is enough to challenge the strongest connection.
Will Essence and Jackson’s reinvented relationship buckle under the pressure?
Or will their bond grow stronger and lead them to their happily-ever-after?
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“Nyla asked if I’d be willing to
share a room with you. I told her it was fine and assumed the two of you had
already talked about it. She even had my overnight bag delivered there.”
“I’m going to kill my sisters. All
of them,” Essence said through gritted teeth, attitude dangling from each word
before she turned narrowed eyes on him. “You know what they’re trying to do,
don’t you? You have to know.”
It took everything within Jackson
not to smile because she was adorable when she was mad. Which he didn’t witness
often. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he lied, earning him a
deeper glare.
Okay, maybe he knew now, but not at
first. He hadn’t thought much of it when Nyla told him of the change because it
wasn’t unusual for him and Essence to share a room. But now that he knew her
sisters might be trying to push them together, Jackson was totally onboard with
their scheming. They all knew how much he adored Essence and how close they
were, but they also knew Essence was afraid to move out of the friend zone. It
would be just like them to butt in.
He and Essence exited the elevator,
and Jackson followed a few steps behind her as she practically stomped down the
hallway to their room. She might’ve been pissed, and he probably should be
thinking about how he was going to get her to lighten up, but damn her ass
looked good in that dress. Watching her shapely hips sway back and forth
rhythmically made his body stir in response. Hell, if he could get her to calm
down, maybe they could have some fun tonight. It was a new year. A perfect time
to start a new chapter in their story. And a little rendezvous in a luxury
hotel would only add to the fun.
As if she could hear his thoughts,
Essence glanced over her shoulder at him without missing a step. If eyes could
shoot invisible daggers, she was definitely shooting them at him, and he felt
them square in the chest.
So much for living out a few
fantasies tonight. Clearly, the hotel room would be for sleeping only.
Normally, Essence was sweet, kind,
and would do anything for anyone. She also had a good sense of humor and took
her family’s antics in stride. She didn’t usually trip over stuff like this,
especially since she and he often shared a hotel room. The two of them, and
sometimes Tray, vacationed together more often than not. Staying in the same
room was a norm. So, it was out of character to see her this pissed.
Essence already had her keycard out
when she stopped in front of their hotel room door. Seconds later, she stormed
inside the room. She didn’t seem to care if he followed her in or not.
Jackson sighed, catching the door
before it slammed in his face. This was going to be a long night. He didn’t
want to argue, and Essence had every right to be mad—just not at him. She was
probably looking forward to relaxing in a beautiful hotel room after a long
day. Hell, a couple of long weeks, and here he was crashing any solitude she
thought she’d get.
Or maybe she was mad because she
had planned to invite that punk ass Romero to the room after the reception.
That thought had Jackson wanting to
question her about the guy. Had their relationship moved up from just casual
dating? Instead of asking, he kept his mouth shut. She was angry at her
sisters, and he didn’t need her to take it out on him. He didn’t have siblings,
but he’d been around hers enough to know they all drove each other nuts
sometimes.
“Oh, and if you think we’re
sleeping in the same bed, think again,” Essence snapped, tossing his duffel
bag, which had been on the edge of the king size bed, to the sofa.
Jackson yawned, then slid out of
his tuxedo jacket and laid it across the arm of the sofa. Next went the bowtie.
“Essence, I don’t know what’s going on with you, but I do know one thing. I’m
not sleeping on the sofa.”
Copyright © 2026 Sharon.
C. Cooper
USA Today
bestselling author Sharon C. Cooper loves anything involving romance with a
happily-ever-after, whether in books, movies, or real life. She writes
contemporary romance, romantic suspense, as well as romantic comedy. She enjoys
rainy days, carpet picnics, and family game night. Her stories have won
numerous awards, including The Rochelle Alers Best Series award for her
Atlanta’s Finest Series (2022) and The Beverly Jenkins Author of the Year award
(2021). When she isn’t writing, Sharon loves hanging out with her amazing
husband, doing volunteer work, or reading a good book (a romance of course). To
read more about Sharon and her novels, or to sign up to be notified of her
latest releases, visit www.sharoncooper.net
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Model: Benny
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❤️🔥LEGION❤️🔥
I'm one of the many shadows who ride for the RBMC.
From one state to the next, I'm sent out to make sure things are kept under wraps.
This current run has me heading to New York City-my hometown.
Jameson sent me to report on what's going on with the Royal Harlots.
There’s been a series of murders and one particular Harlot, Lantana, catches my eye.
One with dark hair, a wicked smirk, and eyes like the devil's favorite sin.
She's not just another biker, she's an absolute temptation.
I’m supposed to let the Duchess know I’m in town,
But my dumbass decided to play with fire and stay incognito,
If I get caught, I’m pretty sure I’ll get burned.
But I’ll take any punishment Lantana is willing to give me,
As long as I get to keep her.

❤️🔥LANTANA❤️🔥
I run Nocturne Bloom, the Royal Harlots’ underground apothecary.
A front for something a little more severe than lavender scented candles and oils.
When the Harlots want answers, they don’t send muscle. We play a different game.
A toxic one.
My poisons seep into your bloodstream, paralyzing and loosening the tongues
of even the most stubborn traitors.
By the time the truth spills, they’re begging me to stop, or begging for more.
When I first meet Benjamin Harper…Legion.
He is everything I crave. He’s dark, dangerous, and completely unattainable.
But something seems off with him and soon his cover cracks.
Jameson has sent the Nomad out to watch me,
And he’s about to pay the consequences of messing with a Harlot.
The question isn’t whether Legion will survive loving me.
It’s whether I’ll destroy him the same way I’ve destroyed every man before him.

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“I’m as crazy as an outhouse rat and just as hard to kill.”
Cops in Space
Coletti Warlords Series Book 20
by Gail Koger
Genre: SciFi Romance Action Adventure
Once upon a time, Lexi was a “normal” teenager. Now she’s a
galactic cop with a deadly predator as her boss. She gets to deal with flesh
eating monsters, alien babies, hunky warlords, space battles, and not so bright
bad guys. Plus, the fate of the universe rests in her hands. What could
possibly go wrong? Did we mention the baby? (It’s a boy)
Zarek the Coletti Overlord and Lexi’s uncle gives her the Coletti version of the birds and the bees talk:
“Has your father talked to you about the physical differences between a human male and a Coletti?”
“No.” Where was this going?
Uncle Zarek frowned. “Did he explain to you what happens between a male and a female?”
I stared at him in utter horror. Oh, my, God. He wasn’t going to give me the birds and the bees speech, was he? “Relax I had sex education classes in school.”
“Sex with a Coletti warrior is not the same. I need to educate you on our anatomical differences.”
God, just kill me now. “Do you hafta?”
“Yes, I hafta. Some females find our penis frightening.”
A giggle escaped me. “Seriously? Does it have teeth or something?”
“No.” Uncle Zarek rubbed a hand over his face. “Did you notice the slit in Kaelen’s abdomen?”
I nodded.
“We are a warlike race and to protect our ability to procreate, the Goddess placed our appendages in a shielded pouch inside our abdomens.”
Okay. That kinda made sense. “So, kicking a Coletti warrior in the nuts is only going to piss him off?”
“Exactly.”
What was he being so mysterious about? “Ok, what’s so scary about your man parts?”
Uncle Zarek stared at me for a long moment, and an image formed in my head.
My eyes widened in horror as a snakelike penis with a frill of tentacles around the top slid out of a stomach slit. “Tentacles? Are you freakin’ kidding me? What is it with aliens and tentacles? Ewww.”
“The tentacles increase a female’s pleasure,” Uncle Zarek replied.
The tentacles vibrated wildly like some freaky sex toy. “Oh, hell, no. That is not going inside me. Ever.”
An exasperated frown formed on Uncle Zarek face. “You do not have a choice in the matter.”
“The hell I don’t.”
“Coletti warriors are masters of seduction. Kaelen will simply overcome your reluctance.”
I crossed my arms and said sweetly, “It’s obvious you’ve never dealt with a woman suffering from PMS before. When it’s that time of the month Earth girls are fearless and capable of taking down an armed warrior without breaking a nail. We’re Attila the Hun in a dress.”
“Attila the Hun?
“A conqueror kinda like you.”
Undisciplined
Catalyst
Coletti Warlord Series Book 19
I was sixteen when I found out not only am I an alien
hybrid, but monsters called the Tai-Kok were getting ready to invade our world.
Guess who gets to stop them? Me. How?
My uncle, the mad scientist, created a machine called the portal that
instantaneously sends a test subject from one location to another by converting
them into energy. His idea is to port me onto a Tai-Kok ship. All I have to do
is leave a bomb, hit the retrieval button on my spiffy traveler’s belt and
poof! I’m back on Earth before the Tai-Kok ship goes kaboom. Sounds simple,
right?
Wrong. Uncle Ben doesn’t have a clue where I’ll actually appear on the ship. It
could be the engine room, the crew quarters, or even the bridge. It’s like
playing Russian roulette. The Tai-Kok don’t like surprises or uninvited guests.
To make things even more fun, I have an alien battle commander stuck in my head
and I’m related to a powerful Coletti warlord. Yippee. The chances of me living
to see eighteen aren’t good.
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Howdy. My name is Gail Koger and once upon a time I was a
9-1-1 dispatcher. Too many years of wild requests, screwy questions, bizarre
behavior and outrageous demands have left me with a permanent twitch and an
uncontrollable craving for chocolate. I took up writing science fiction romance
to keep from killing people. So far, it has worked.
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