Last April, an amazing thing happened. Five of my writer friends and I published an anthology of hot, somewhat paranormal romances. Here’s what the blurb says:
In the city of Anteros, you might find yourself at the Bowman’s Inn. You could be lonely, hurting, or lost more than you know. The bartender, Valentine Archer, will know just what you need. He not only looks like a Greek god, he used to be one. Cupid prefers to be called Val these days. But he still knows how to mend a broken heart.
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