About the
Book
Title: Falling
Hard
Authors: Aliza
Mann and Heather Novak
Genre: Paranormal
(New Adult Anthology)
From sweet & heartfelt to steamy & spicy, FIVE brand new
college campus novellas filled with alpha heroes and tenacious heroines for
every romance reader.
This anthology is intended for mature readers, 18 years of age and
older.
FORBIDDEN: FRESHMAN YEAR (An Erotic Suspense Novella) by Shelly
Bell
A BDSM romance between a professor and his student turns deadly…
It was only supposed to have been one night of passion, but when
Professor Tristan Kelley and freshman Isabella Larsen meet again in the
classroom, they’ll jeopardize everything to be together...including their
lives.
TIN MAN'S
DANCE (A New Adult Novella) by MK Schiller
If he only had a heart...
Former marine James Hutchinson thought they might have amputated
his heart right along with his right leg. That is, until he sees Lilly Franklin
dance. In a crazy ploy to meet her, he steals her front row concert seat... but
it’s only fair since she stole his heart first.
DARK
HEARTS (A Paranormal New Adult Novella) by Aliza Mann
Dark
secrets, hidden lives...
While
struggling to contain the beast within, Mitchell Rowland imprints on the
beautiful and mysterious Aurora Tanner. With Mitch’s dangerous lycan secret and
Aurora’s demon father out to kill her, they must band together to fight against
the very things that could ultimately keep them apart.
HIGH
STAKES (A New Adult Novella) by Sage Spelling
Betting on Seduction . . .
When rich boy, college jock Blake Holland wagers to seduce the
sexy librarian Catalina Vega, he never anticipated the gamble would cost not
only his pride... but also his heart.
HUNTING
WITCH HAZEL: BOOK ONE IN THE LYNCH BROTHERS SERIES (A Paranormal New Adult
Novella) by Heather Novak
When the
person you must destroy is your soul mate…
Witch
hunter Grayson Lynch must make the devastating choice between condemning his
brother to death or destroying the forbidden love of his life: a witch.
Author Bios
Aliza
Mann
Aliza Mann has
always known she wanted to be an author. It wasn’t until she was two business
degrees in and enjoying a long career in healthcare that she realized she
wanted to do it for a living. With submission of a historical paranormal short
story to an online journal, and the subsequent publication, she hasn’t stopped
spinning tales and being carried away on wings fueled by her imagination since.
These days, she writes paranormal,
urban fantasy and contemporary romance. Most days, she has no idea of what may
end up on the blank pages in front of her. What she does know is she wouldn’t
trade it for a thing.
Residing in Michigan with her two
children and dear beau, she enjoys reimagining all of her friends’ lives,
spouting Hemingway quotes because it makes her feel smart, and visiting local
distilleries. Otherwise, you’ll find her writing.
Heather
Novak
Young Adult
and New Adult author Heather Novak is in an open relationship…with the love of
her life and the fictional characters in her head. After deciding her expensive
film/screenwriting degree from Wayne State University should be used to make
the world smile, she started writing Happily Ever Afters with a preternatural
twist! (Don’t worry, she had to look up that word, too). Focusing on powerful
imagery and emotional storytelling - you’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll laugh so
hard you’ll cry.
Heather
resides in Metro Detroit with the love of her life and several imaginary (and
hypoallergenic) pets. She strongly supports the use of sarcasm and the Oxford
Comma.
Links
Website: www.heathernovak.net
Twitter: https://twitter.com/authorheathern
Facebook: www.facebook.com/BeautyInspiresObsession
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AlizaMann
Twitter: https://twitter.com/alizamannauthor
Buy Links:
ARe
Smashwords
Amazon U.S.
Amazon
UK
Amazon AU
Book Excerpts
Dark Hearts
“Wanna
play a game?” She bit her lip shyly after asking.
“I
don’t know if I can stand it,” Mitch responded. He wanted to crawl all over her
and was barely controlling his inner beast as it was. Every second was agony.
Especially after the kiss that was more intoxicating than any of the liquor
he’d drank that evening.
“You
can. Call it an exercise in control.” She giggled.
“Okay.
What do you wanna play?”
“Truth.”
“Truth
or dare?”
“Nope,
just truth. If you don’t answer, you have to take a shot. Deal?”
“Deal.”
“I
go first. What are your parents like?”
“Um,
my father’s dead. A Seeker killed him. My mother lives with the pack and is
very overprotective since his death.” The pain of that fact threatened to
bubble to the surface. Mitch caught it before it could overcome him and pressed
it neatly down into his internal backpack of bad shit that had happened to him
and his family because of who they were.
“Seekers
hunt your kind too?” Her eyes softened in the warm glow of the candle.
“Nuh
uh. My turn. Are you close to your father since . . . he’s a demon?”
She
rolled her eyes, the pain in them so evident, Mitch could hardly stand it.
“I’ll
drink,” she said. Instead of picking up her cup, she drank straight from the bottle.
“Okay.
Your turn then,” he said. Mitch leaned onto his side, watching her. With her
every action, his attraction grew more and more.
“So
again, Seekers hunt your kind, too?” she pressed on.
“Yes.
The pack moves every now and then, but as we’ve learned to hunt down their
kind, the attacks are growing fewer,” he responded. “Are you evil?”
“I
think we’re all evil to a certain degree. I just have a little harder time
controlling mine,” she said.
“Let’s
go a little lighter. What’s your major,” he asked.
“Theology.
Ironic, right?”
“A
little. Mind if I ask you why? It doesn’t seem like you’d want to study
religion.”
“Call
it curious. It helps me understand all this. It’s hard to be a demon estranged
from other demons and not be curious, you know? Are you tired of playing this
game?” she asked, her eyes somehow flashing him in the darkness beneath lowered
lids.
Aurora
stood before him, slipping her dress from her body. She stood in front of him
in a black lace bra with her firm tits spilling from their cups and a pair of matching
lace panties. He could see the print of her vulva protruding, the split of her
making him hard.
“Yeah,
you could say that,” he said, his voice barely recognizable to his own ears.
Hunting Witch Hazel:
To be
fair, my eyes were a bit unnerving. They were just a little too purple to be
considered blue. But everyone just assumed they were contacts. Nope - just
witch.
While I
had the witch coloring and could make potions, I was now more of a healer than
a spell caster. Not by choice. I’ve had to sell off some of my power over the
years when my payments were behind.
I
didn’t miss it too much.
No, I’m
lying.
I
missed it like crazy. But I had never been able to create a spell to do my
homework or my dishes to save my life - and it was definitely not for a lack of
trying. Still, even weakened, I could help lost pets find their owners,
successfully predict playoff scores within three points, and hopefully prevent
my best friend from turning into a werewolf with the upcoming full moon. Even
if he was doing it for a girl. A
half-demon girl. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Aurora, but a werewolf and a
demon together was more drama than I ever wanted to deal with.
Grayson
took another step closer, completely invading my personal bubble. “I’m so
sorry.” He was officially too close and I didn’t like it.
No. I’m
lying again.
I was a
big fat liar.
Come closer.
“W-where
are you headed so early?” I stammered, continuing my awesome streak of saying
stupid things. In my defense, I was fighting the urge to plaster myself against
his body.
His
eyes locked on mine and he smiled. “Don’t have class ’til eleven-thirty.
Figured I’d check if anyone in a ten mile radius could use me.”
“Use
you?” God, I’d use him six ways to
Sunday. He ran his fingers through his hair and I bit my bottom lip. The way it fell back across his forehead...
He
cleared his throat, eyes locked on my lip. I smiled to myself. He noticed me,
too. “Mitch was very adamant that I find something to do with my spare time. So
I’m trying to find a job, but it seems the best ones are already taken,” he
admitted. He paused, eyes fixated on mine. “So, you’re really okay?”
What?
Oh, shit. Talking to me.
Focus.
Focus. “Yeah, I am. Your car
going to be okay?”
He
nodded and looked back at his unfortunate mistake. “Cosmetic.” I smiled. “So I
should get going.” He lifted up a hand in a low wave and started to walk away
and I instantly felt his absence. Ugh.
“See you in Law, Hazel.” My name sounded like warmed brown sugar on his tongue
and I melted.
“Hey,
Grayson!” He turned around and flashed his trademark smile. “Come by Billy’s
tonight, I’ll give you a trial run,” I called with a wink before slapping down
my visor and driving away.
This
would either be the best idea I’ve ever had, or the worst.
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