Pre-order alert: SHADOW HEART

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Secrets are fine. Until they make everything go up in flames.

As if unearthing the truth about her heritage isn’t a damn struggle on its own, Crina finds herself walking a precarious path as the Shadow World continues to sink into turmoil.

If there’s one thing this particular demon hates, it’s godsdamned vulnerability. 

Unfortunately, with Reiner still out to get her, her own powers spiraling out of control, and a face-to-face with all demon lords an inevitable part of her future, she’ll have no choice but to trust someone.

But placing her faith in others doesn’t come easy to someone like Crina. Especially when she learns that her mere existence is enough to send those closest to her to their doom.

Pre-order today to continue reading the suspenseful urban fantasy series with kickass assassins, sinfully hot demons, eye-candy vampires, and a steamy polyamorous romance you won’t want to miss!

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New release: HEAT OF THE NIGHT

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My claws scraped against the fatigued concrete as I crouched in the deep shadows not even the moonlight could penetrate. The fume-laced scent of distant traffic entwined with the sharp night that had fallen over Munich swirled in my lungs, and the predator in me purred.
The hunt was what I lived for. And I could only be grateful circumstances made it possible to conduct it in an official capacity.
“I smell six inside.” Wilhelm’s polished voice sounded over the com-unit in my left ear. “Greta?”
I sampled the air’s multi-textured structure one more time, just to be absolutely certain. Thankfully, the direction of the late April breeze weaving through the industrial zone hadn’t shifted since we’d arrived, providing me with a faint but steady stream of information. My heart was a calm, persistent beat in the background.
“Three on the perimeter,” I confirmed.
“Sounds like a party.” Hektor’s rumbling chuckle filled my ear. “Want me to put in a call for backup?”
I snorted. If Hektor had it his way, the only acceptable answer would be a definite no. The threads of remorse in his voice when he’d grumbled the question made it clear enough. Unfortunately, even though I itched to fight just as badly as Hektor and Wilhelm did, we couldn’t throw caution to the wind. Although not something any of us hadn’t handled on our own before, nine weres wasn’t a negligible number when taking the wider picture into account.

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HEAT OF THE NIGHT is a standalone paranormal romance that can be read independently, but if you want to follow the general Kolovrat timeline, I highly recommend picking it up after Transient Moon.

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Lotte Freundenberger Series Sale

Since Phantom Moon (Lotte #4) is almost ready for its copy edits (yay!), I wanted to do something special that I’ve never done before.

For a limited time only, you can get ALL THREE currently published titles in the series at a reduced price, with Shadow Moon only 99c!

The offer is valid only until Nov 25th, so make sure you don’t miss out!

Amazon US

Shadow Moon

Darkening Moon

Transient Moon

(or visit Amazon’s series page)

Amazon UK

Shadow Moon

Darkening Moon

Transient Moon

(or visit Amazon’s series page)

New Release: Succ

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Despite Pigalle’s longstanding tradition of catering to all kinds of carnal pleasures, there was only one club in the quartier that fulfilled more than just human desires.

And that darling was mine.

With an exhale, I let the final remnants of what would mark me as other go, then tapped out the access code on the sleek panel with a manicured carmine-red nail. The green light blinked, and I strode onto the decadent main floor, no more than Perine Beaumont—owner, entertainer. Loved by those who cherished carnal pleasure. And a thorn in the side of those who thought them vile. 

As always, Succ’s trademark burgundy-and-black interior was filled with patrons boasting varying levels of sexual tension. The delicious anticipation made it easy to point out the ones who intended to retire to the private rooms, but even among the individuals who merely popped in for the atmosphere, show, and drinks, the undercurrent of desire persisted.