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Beautiful Ashes Series

Book 3

by Lora Ann

Genre: Dark Romance, Supernatural Erotic Thriller

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Tar’s lost in the halls of his own mind.

His body haunted by desires, his heart burning with a strange, familiar fire.

All he can think about is tasting her, knowing her, owning her.

But especially remembering her.


Trepidation filled her as she approached him, sleeping. She was cautious, leaning over and whispering in his ear, “I’ll always love you,” before kissing the side of his mouth. Shock filled her when a big hand fisted her hair and locked her lips to his. The kiss saying everything. Both pulled away breathless. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Tar reached up to catch them. “What’s wrong, Beautiful?”

“Oh, my God, you don’t remember!”

His face hardened. “I remember you giving up on us!” He pushed her away.

She crossed her arms over her chest. “What the hell are you talking about? I didn’t give up!” Her voice rising on the last two words.

“The fuck you didn’t,” he growled. “You. Let. Go.”

Her wide-eyed gaze on his. “I couldn’t hang on. Are you actually blaming me for that?”

Her finger tapping along the brace to make her point. “I sorta had a good reason!” she yelled, bringing Nik, E, and Lacey into the room.

E carefully eyed them. “Hey, you two need to lower your voices.”

“None of your fucking business, E,” Tar warned.

Nik stepped up. “Calm the fuck down.”

Tar’s eyes darted between the two brothers now standing in front of Keeley, forming a protective wall. A part of him respected the hell out of them for it. Another, wanted to beat the ever-loving shit out of them for stepping between him and the woman he loved. No matter how pissed off he was at her, he’d never hurt her. Didn’t they know that? He looked between them and settled his gaze on Keeley’s. “How’s your arm?”

She swallowed hard, still bewildered it was halfway healed and that she wouldn’t need the brace for long. The doctor informed her that he didn’t see any complications arising if she took care of herself. She recalled how, once more, he was amazed by the unexplainable phenomenon. But Keeley knew the reason behind it all, her guardian angel. And as she stared at Tar, she knew he too received healing. Or did he? “What happened earlier?”

“Ladies first.” His annoyance coming through for having to speak to her with bodyguards between them.

E glanced over at Nik, nodding. They stepped to the side but close enough to help if Keeley needed it. That was not lost on Tar as he shot both a fuck-you look, earning him a deep chuckle from the brothers. Keeley took a step closer to the bed. “It doesn’t hurt. Breaks are clean and healing.”

“That’s odd. I would’ve thought you’d be in that brace for a good six weeks.” He angled his head trying to figure it out.

She huffed, “Don’t look at me like that.”

His brow raised. “Like what?”

“Like I’m a freak! And what about you?” Her irritation came through loud and clear.

He reached for her hand, lightly stroking. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel foolish.”

Her other hand was gently caressing his hairline. “Your head’s okay?”

A cough interrupted them. “Listen, Tar. You promise to be a good boy?” E quirked a brow at him.

“Yes, Dad,” Tar retorted.

Nik added, “You better.”

E chuckled and nudged Nik out of the room.

Lacey was still sitting in a chair. “Okay if I go?” she asked Keeley.

“We’re good,” Keeley replied, gazing into Tar’s amazing emeralds.

Lacey politely closed the door behind her to give them privacy.

“Come here,” Tar’s voice rumbled low as he pulled Keeley to him.

She was now on top of him looking down at his handsome face. “Are you going to explain?”

He cupped her jaw.  “Just a concussion, which brought on a killer headache.”

“Why were so many people in here then?” Her fingers threading his hair.

“They thought I was a danger to myself.” He leaned up to tenderly nip along her lips.

Her breathing hitched. “More like to me.”

His tongue softly stroked the outside of her mouth. “That too.”

“And the flash back you had?” She parted her lips more to give him access.

“Common,” he growled before accepting her invitation.

With each slide of their tongues, grip of their hands, Tar and Keeley were forgiving each other. Love mingled with need. Bodies demanding their union. Neither caring that anyone could walk in on them. The moment belonged to them and them alone.

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About Lora Ann

Lora is a Missouri native who relocated to California as a teen. She spent several years as an international flight attendant for a major airline before taking on her greatest job ever, a stay-at-home mom. Now she resides in Kentucky with her family and has taken on her newest adventure, writing.

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Light (Beautiful Ashes Series, Book 3)

by Lora Ann

Genre: Dark Romance, Supernatural Erotic Thriller

Cover & Graphics by Sabre Gray & Bane Cover Studio


Tar’s lost in the halls of his own mind.

His body haunted by desires, his heart burning with a strange, familiar fire.

All he can think about is tasting her, knowing her, owning her.

But especially remembering her.


Un-fucking-believable! She actually managed to make sense when all of his training told him how wrong she was. Mitch wore a hole in the carpet, his steps agitated and his mood dangerously close to rage. He spun on her, “Keeley, for fuck’s sake, I hear your logic, but you have no experience to back it up with.”

She met him toe to toe. “I know how these clubs work. And I know how recovery works. Don’t you tell me that just because I’m not a soldier I have no clue what I’m doing.”

His exasperation coming through on a growl. “Do not act as if I don’t understand the healing process. He’s my fucking best friend. You think I want him alone in a hospital with a murderer after HIM!”

The roar was deafening but she refused to step back or back down. “Playing the man card. Really? Don’t stand there flexing your fists and puffing out your chest unless you plan on handling this like a man.”

His smirk was cocky as hell. “You wanna have a go? By all means, Princess, let’s do it.”

They marched into the gym where the mats were, both throwing off their shirts. Mitch stood there with finely honed muscles, a man who trained daily and was no stranger to a good fight. Yet Keeley was no wimp. Far from it. Her sports bra didn’t begin to cover the taut muscles of a woman who knew her way around a gym and could also fight, he’d seen her in action. Shelby limped in. “Mary mother of Jesus, you two play nice,” she ordered.

Keeley glanced over, “Lay the ground rules,” she grit out.

“Alright, I want a fair fight. You have eight rounds of full contact. Winner gets to call how we proceed with this mission.”

E walked in and made his way between Mitch and Keeley. “What the fuck are you thinking?” His gaze darting from one to the other.

Keeley spoke up, “He needs to see that my balls are every bit as big as his.”

E’s eyes widened at that. “Damn, girl, you really are a tigress.”

She responded with a tight nod of her head.

His leveled gaze now on Mitch’s. “She right?”

He scoffed, “She seems to think because I don’t want her at that hospital means I don’t give a shit about Tar. About time this little girl learned chain of command.”

Keeley taunted, “Bring it, big man,” as she circled him.

Shelby put a hand on E and pulled. “You better move.”

“They’re serious,” he said in utter disbelief.

“And stupid, but that’s beside the point,” she grumbled.

E smiled at her. “Saucy woman.”

“So you all keep saying,” she huffed.

Mitch got in the first strike, throwing Keeley back, but she didn’t stay there. Her instincts coming in to play as she used the training he, Leith, and Tar had given her. The kick was high for someone so tiny, and he saw why as her foot made contact with the side of his jaw. “Nice jump kick,” he praised, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The fight remained fair—and beside his better judgement, Mitch was trying to go easy on her—until things really got rowdy.

“Round six,” Shelby called out.

Mitch finally got her to the ground when E stepped in. “No. That’s enough of this bullshit.” But E didn’t see Keeley’s move to get on her feet. She went for a round house kick with E in the line of fire. He laughed as she knocked him to his ass. “Very nice. Teach me not to watch my backside.”

“I’m sorry,” she muttered.

“Don’t be,” E assured.

Mitch used the distraction and took her down where they began to grapple. He had her in a hold where most grown men would’ve tapped out. Keeley was neither a man nor would she accept defeat. Her tiny frame gave her some serious advantages, along with a limberness he was unaccustomed to. She flipped him and got the upper hand. He was howling in pain as she pulled back hard enough one could hear his body protesting. She whispered, “Tap. The fuck. Out.”

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