Today I’m excited to have Karen- Anne Stewart on the
Sunday’s Author Spotlight. Karen- Anne writes New Adult Romance and Paranormal Romance Suspence and she has
already five novels published. The Rain Trilogy has received some awesome
ratings on Goodreads and Amazon and I’m honored to have her on my blog today!

***Disclaimer: Due to sensitive issues of abuse, human trafficking, and mature
scenes, The Rain Trilogy is intended for readers 18+***

Raina has tried to forget her past, forget the pain, but
when she finds herself staring straight into the fury blazing in her
ex-boyfriend’s eyes, her dark past comes rushing back. Furious with herself for
actually having chosen someone like her father, she uses that anger to her
advantage and fights for her life…and for her future that she prays will
involve the man she can’t seem to get out of her head. 

Kas is a natural leader, a fierce fighter, the type of man you send in when you
need to get the job done. He is a courageous hero who is used to risking his
own life to save others, but can he save the one who has captured his heart
from her horrific past and the men who are hell-bent on destroying her? 

As Kas and Raina try to navigate through the twists and turns of a deviously
intelligent human trafficking group, they find solace in each other’s arms. Can
they infiltrate the trafficker’s tight ring, saving the innocent lives from
imminent danger before it’s too late?

This book is available at Amazon. 

Shattered when Raina runs after his marriage proposal,
Kas is hell-bent to find her and bring her home, where she belongs. He will
bend every law necessary to do so, willing to do anything to protect Raina from
her demons and the men who haunt her, going as far as placing his career and
life on the line to save hers. Raina will give up everything she has worked so
hard to achieve, even flee the country to keep Kas from the wrath and powerful
reach of her abusive father.

In the midst of the FBI team closing in on the Ghost, another ghost from
Raina’s past taunts her, promising that she will be his. Meanwhile, a different
trafficking ring is gaining strength in New Jersey. Michael solicits Raina’s
help, needing her smooth, sultry voice to win the audition for the new singer
in the ring leader’s swanky night club. Raina knows her life is in jeopardy
with the dangers of being undercover, but she is blindsided when she discovers
that it’s her heart that is threatened with a mortal blow. 

Raina tries to heal from the nightmares of her dark past as the grisly bodies
of innocent victims surface when the team gets closer to discovering the
identity of the man responsible for the infuriatingly clever and powerful
slavery ring. When Raina finally comes face to face with the Ghost, he quickly
engulfs her in a twisted game of cat and mouse, delivering a veiled threat as
he slips through her fingers. As the ghosts of her past and present ensnare her
in their deadly web, Raina realizes the danger has just begun.

This book is available at Amazon.

Finally able to put her
harrowing past to rest, Raina looks forward to her future with Kas, but the
Ghost has other plans. As the FBI team gets closer to taking down the largest
human trafficking ring in the modern world, the Ghost begins a wicked game,
making Raina the pawn and the target. Never before encountering a worthy
adversary, he’s fascinated by Raina and is enjoying the refreshing challenge of
her intellect. 

The
danger ignites to a blazing new level, and Kas struggles between the need to
finally exorcise the Ghost and his need to protect his wife. Tension mounts as
an internal battle wages, tormenting Kas as he watches Raina put her all into
taking down the man responsible for horrific sex slavery and gruesome deaths.
When a new player takes control, Jefferson orders the end of the Ghost’s game
with Raina, which results in one final, devastating act, leaving Kas desperate
and willing to do whatever it takes to save her…by whatever means necessary.

This book is available at Amazon.  

Disclaimer: Intended for readers 18+ due to strong
language, mature scenes, and some violence.

Emma

Who I am and all I believe is marred with just one glance into angry, steel
blue eyes. He seems to control my air, my ability to breathe. He makes me crave
everything I know is a sin. Pure becomes tainted and lines are blurred. It’s my
fault; I’m the one who isn’t strong enough. I’ve been damaged…broken. Breck’s
words haunt me…’There’s a consequence for every choice you make.’

Breck

I’ve had so many women I can’t even remember over half of their names, but none
of them are mine; I make damn sure of that. I take what I desire and never look
back. I don’t need or want anyone, ever…not until I met Emma. Those eyes bore
into what’s left of my soul and her touch sears me, weakens me. I want to hate
her for that. She is my ruin…my sweetest hell.

This book is available at Amazon. 

***Disclaimer – Feel is intended for readers 18+ due
to strong language, mature scenes, and some violence.

The one whose emotions I can’t feel is the one who makes me feel the most. 

I was a sensitive, at
least that’s what I was told by the boy who saved me from the overwhelming
emotions that consumed my soul, the boy who saved me from myself when my gift
became stronger. Through the years, he was my redemption, my reason to take my
next breath…then, he was gone.

Jensen always told me I was strong, but I didn’t believe him until I was forced
to be strong on my own, and I kept breathing without him. I’ve taken forty-two
million breaths since the moment he sent me away. Now, four years later, he’s
standing in front of me, and I can barely breathe.

This isn’t just a story about the abilities I possess; it’s a story about
something much stronger…the love of the man who possesses every part of me.

This book is available at Amazon. 

I’m getting ready to open the bedroom door when a shot of
someone’s anger, and a heavy case of nerves, hits me right before a hand clamps
over my mouth and an arm wraps around my waist, pinning me against someone hard
and large.  Stupidly, I try to scream even though I know it will be
muffled. 

“Shut-up,” a gruff voice demands, and I bite his hand in
response.

“Owww, that fuckin’ hurt!” the voice barks as his arm
squeezes my body tighter against his. 

I elbow and twist wildly in response, trying to get a
better read on his emotions while mine are drowning in fear. 

“Take it easy,” he spits in between a few groans as my
elbow makes contact.

I do the opposite and fight harder, giving all I’ve
got.  A sharp pain radiates through my right arm as he twists it behind me
and pushes it up my back.  My cry is stifled by his hand that he’s
pressing against my mouth and nose, almost cutting off my air. 

He starts dragging me out the back door and down the
stairs, and I kick backwards, hitting his shin.  A loud expletive leaves
his mouth, and I’m rewarded with another sharp upward thrust of my arm, and I
gasp in pain.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he growls, “so stop fighting
me!”

Is he out of his flippin’ mind?  I scream bloody
murder as I see a dark gray van.  My heart is beating so hard it
hurts.  Using all my strength, I struggle against the creep trying to
kidnap me and throw my head back against his nose in a last ditch effort of
escape. 

“Sonofabitch!” he yells, but his grip never relents as he
pushes me inside the van. 

My body hits the metal floor as the door slams
shut.  Raw fear spirals through me as I try to squint through the
dark.  My emotions are heightened, clouding his, and I try to calm my
panic.  I let out an ear-piercing scream as I lunge for the door, but he
blocks my path.  Lashing out, I curl my fist and swing as hard as I
can.  My knuckles explode in pain when they crash into his jaw. 

“Will you stop hitting me?” he yells, grabbing my arms
and pushing me into a chair. 

“Let me go!” I scream, kicking savagely. 

“You can scream all you want; the van’s soundproof,” he
states, his voice sounding as pissed as he feels.  He straddles my lap,
and I let out another loud wail.  Slapping his hand over my mouth, he
grabs duct tape, “On second thought, shut the hell up.”  He keeps his left
arm pressed roughly against my chest and arms as he holds the duct tape with
his right hand, ripping two long pieces off with his teeth. 

My eyes begin to acclimate to the dim lighting in the van
and I can make out blue eyes and dark hair.  I would think he was
attractive if he wasn’t currently taping my wrists to a chair, getting ready to
do God knows what to me.  “Let me go, please,” I switch tactics. 

“I need a few answers first, then we’ll see,” he states,
pulling against the duct tape to make sure it’s secure. 

“Answers?” My question comes out in a rush as I try to
keep from hyperventilating when my wrists won’t even budge against my
restraints.  “I don’t know anything.  Just let me go.”

He steps closer and I push back, causing an ear-splitting
screech as the metal of the chair slides against the metal floor of the
van.  “Don’t touch me, asshole!” I warn, my anger rioting as I feel his
burning through me.

  “I’m not going to hurt you,” he barks, looking
like he’s about to bust a vein trying to keep from yelling at me.  His
eyes darken before he rakes a frustrated hand through his hair and grinds his
jaw before speaking to me again, “I’m not the bad guy here.”

Glancing down at the duct tape currently pinning my
wrists to the cold metal, I cut my eyes at him, flashing a sickeningly sweet
sarcastic smile, “Oh, okay, I get it…so you’re supposed to be the good and
cuddly kind of fucked-up, perverted bastard who likes to tie women to chairs,
then.”

  Whatever he’s getting ready to say is cut off when
the door opens.  The sun blinds me as it pours inside, and I open my mouth
to scream but all air flees my lungs when I see him, the one person I ever
trusted, ever loved; the one person who ever made me feel safe.  For
years, Jensen was my air.  He was my redemption, my reason to take my next
breath…then he was gone.  He always told me I was strong, but I didn’t
believe him until I was forced to be strong on my own, and I kept breathing
without him.  I’ve taken forty-two million breaths since the moment he
sent me away.  Now, four years later, he’s standing in front of me, and I
can barely breathe.  How is it possible that the one whose emotions I
can’t feel is the one who makes me feel the most?  That night four years
ago sears my soul and the pain threatens to destroy me all over again.

Author of New Adult Romance who doesn’t shy away from
writing about sensitive issues and hot heroes.

Karen-Anne Stewart has always adored reading and has now fallen in love with
writing. Her written works are The Rain Trilogy: Saving Rain, Healing Rain, and
After the Rain, Ash to Steele, and her newly released paranormal romance novel,
Feel. Her debut novel, Saving Rain: The First Novel in The Rain Trilogy, was a
nominee for the Book Junkie’s Choice Awards, and Saving Rain and After the Rain
were nominees for the 2014 RONE Awards. 

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