The Girl’s Got Secrets
Forbidden Men #7
By: Linda Kage
Releasing November 28th, 2015
Here’s the same old “girl posing as a boy” story but with a rock-n-roll twist.
Remy Curran dreams of one day being in a band, except the group she wants to join refuses to
hire a girl drummer. So, she auditions as a guy...and makes the cut.
Becoming “Sticks,” a member of Non-Castrato, isn’t quite what she dreamed it would be,
though. She spends most of her time keeping up the subterfuge and learning how to walk, talk,
But what’s even harder to deal with is acting oblivious when the band’s heartthrob lead singer,
Asher Hart, treats her like one of the guys and not a woman. She never imagined he’d be so
much more than a pretty face with a nice voice. But he’s better than perfect. He’s perfect for her.
When love and lies combine, Remy must keep up the act or lose everything. But who knew lying
to reach one dream could prevent you from attaining an even bigger dream?
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Linda grew up on a dairy farm in the Midwest as the youngest of eight children. Now she lives in
Kansas with her husband, daughter, and nine cuckoo clocks. Her life's been blessed with lots of
people to learn from and love. Writing's always been a major part of her world, and she is so
happy to finally share some of her stories with other romance lovers.
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Excerpts for THE GIRL’S GOT SECRETS
"...You look just perfect. I would so throw you down on your bed and ride you right now if I didn’t
know you were really a girl in there. Hell, I’m tempted to, anyway.”
I rolled my eyes but chased it with a smile. “Thanks. I think.”
“Now practice your man walk,” she demanded, waving out her hand.
She sighed. “You’re not going to pass for a dude if you stroll in there with your hidden girl hips
swaying and flattened tits pooched out on display.”
My mouth fell open. “Excuse me. I do NOT walk like that.”
She snorted. “Oh...own it, puta. You’re a hot piece of ass, you can’t help the girly swagger.”
“Hunch your shoulder over a little more, concentrate on keeping your hips in line, and try to jut
your cock forward when you strut.”
“That’s how hot guys walk, like they’re leading with their junk.”
I could only shake my head. I had honestly never seen a guy walk as if he were trying to poke
his pecker out ahead of him. “Where do you come up with this shit?”
I sighed but used her suggestions, trying to overdramatize the cock-and-go strut, as I was thusly
“What do you think?” I asked.
She purred out a promiscuous growl and clawed the air in my direction. “How do you say ‘I want
to sit on your face’ in Spanish?”
Remy and I bent at the same time to turn on the karaoke machine.
“Sorry,” we murmured together when we nearly bumped foreheads. Then we shifted an inch
apart but still both going in to get the machine up and running.
“Holy shit,” she murmured under her breath, turning toward me slightly. “You smell really good.”
I didn’t want it to, but my body reacted, remembering every touch, lick, and kiss she’d ever given
me. I glanced at her face, and her eyes flared as if she was in trouble for saying such a thing.
“Sorry.” She lifted both hands in some kind of surrender. “It’s just...it’s new. You’ve never
Lust stirred through me. I tried to bite it back, tried to cling to the fact I was mad at her, but a
need unlike any I’d ever experienced with any other person roared through my blood.
I had to shake my head and blink myself back to the present, remind myself where I really was
and what I was doing. And that was most definitely not Remy Curran.
“It’s, uh...Eva gave it to me as the best man gift. I figured I should wear it today.”
She nodded, agreeing. “Well, it’s amazing. I think I just got pregnant.”
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Surviving Series #4
Releasing November 28, 2015
What happens when you pray for death and you’re ignored?
But what if the last thing you want is to take your next breath?
To the world, Ryan is a hero, an ex-marine, brother, son and protector. He has devoted his life
to keeping others safe. He will do anything and everything to ensure his loved ones are
protected, even if that means destroying his very own soul. After an explosion on the battlefield
ends his career in the Marine’s, Ryan is sent home with an honorable discharge. But the war
He is home, he is free and he’s breathing, but he’s dead inside.
He wants nothing more than peace, but the nightmares in his mind will not grant him that. They
taunt him, tease him and torture his waking moments. The darkness within him is slowly
consuming him, blackness has seeped into his veins and is rotting his core. Ryan is a man on
the edge of destruction. For once he is the one in need of saving. He needs a saviour.
Ryan is commissioned as a bodyguard to Aloura Cavendish. When he initially meets her, he
believes her to be a spoiled rich brat, wasting his time. But the fire inside her astounds him.
When he pushes, he never expects her to push back. When he runs, she chases. For the first
time in his life, Ryan has a protector willing to fight his demons. The only problem – he is too
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Hi! What to say about myself...I don't really have anything interesting to offer other than I love to
read, and create stories for others to enjoy. I've always been told I have a vivid imagination, I
just lacked the confidence to pursue putting it onto the the written page. But finally I embarked
on making a single dream come true.
I love to read, and write. I only read romance, any genre really, but it has to have a beautiful
romance. I also demand a HEA, even if it takes two or three books to get there. Reality is too
broken and jaded without having to live through the trauma and angst in a book for it to end
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Excerpt for SILENT SCARS
That’s when I heard the music, the loud angry tones of Green Day’s “American Idiot” I
grinned because it appeared Aloura wasn’t a fan of having us invade her life.
“Gentlemen, I may not require your services. It appears I will just strangle my daughter
myself.” Graham, uttered sarcastically as we headed towards the loud music. When we reached
the open doorway he strode through, leaving Will and I to follow. My douche of a brother paused
causing me to walk into his back. I peered around the doorway and froze. There was no other
way to describe it – her – other than absolute perfection. She was dancing around the room, her
body moving with such fluidity that she almost floated. The music died immediately and she
stopped. Her attention fixed on her father who had stopped the music. She slapped her hands
down over her hips and breathed up at the ceiling. Her shoulders lifted and fell with each breath
she pulled in. She glared at her father’s back again as he came towards us and then she caught
sight of Will and I standing at the door gawping at her like two morons. I straightened and
smoothed my hands over my head. It’s a habit I developed after I was discharged from the
hospital. I hate the constant reminder marring my skin that I fucked up. That people died
“Sweetheart,” Graham gritted out through his teeth. “These are the gentlemen I was telling
“The ones with tight arses and buns you want to bite?”
I spluttered a laugh as her father turned crimson. The silver in his hair glistened against his
skin. Will glanced at me, trying to hide his smirk.
“That’s what you said this morning isn’t it?” She asked batting her eyelashes at him. She
headed over to a black piano in the corner of the room and picked something up from the top,
when she held them up to her face I realised she was putting glasses on. She turned and
blinked a few times in our direction and her cheeks turned a really beautiful shade of pink. She
ran her hands over her black hair, which was pulled back in a messy knot type thing. Then she
trailed them down her body, tugging at the hem of her t-shirt. It was fascinating watching her
“I should have punished you more as a child.” He glared at her, but there was no mistaking
the small curl of his lips of the undeniable love shining in his eyes.
“So this is my horrible little brat, Aloura.”