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I’ve been training for this moment for years, ever since I was dumped at the academy like a piece of trash. I’ve pulled myself up by my bootstraps and taken more beatings, both physical and magical, than any vampire ever should. Now I have my opportunity, my only way out of Westbrook Academy, and I’m not going to blow it. Getting picked by a brotherhood is no easy task, but my life has never been easy!
She’s everything they never knew they wanted, but more than one overly ambitious student wants to win the final place in their brotherhood. It’s up to Cade, Raven, Barclay, Keiran, and Gideon to make sure they pick the best person for their team, after all, the brotherhoods are the only thing stopping the magic world and the human world from crashing into each other...
When things start to go sideways can the guys still trust that they will pick the best candidate for the position, or will it end up being a political game of cat and mouse, as powers out of their control manipulate the future?
Stained Egos is the first book in the Salsang Chronicles, a paranormal "why choose" romance series featuring a kick-ass heroine and her part vampire lovers that will leave you breathless and begging for more.
232 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 22, 2019

1.5 Stars -- DNF @ Page 151 (66%)
Of my five brothers, I only really liked Raven. Raven was cool as fuck, though, and not hard to like. [...]
I just liked how normal he was, whereas Barclay, Gideon, and Keiran were just odd.
That was what happened when you mixed blood, though.
It was also why most of the purebloods shunned us.
There was a reason why species stuck with one another, not mating outside of their own little genetic pot. When they didn’t obey, fuck-ups like us happened.
~ Cade
Page 1 @1%
It didn’t even matter that we slept on three California Kings. I hated sleeping with these guys. It made me feel like a pussy. But mostly, I hated that the minute people knew Barclay was a shifter, they’d know we had to sleep together.
Not ‘sleep together.’ His dick never went anywhere near my dick, thank you very much, but from the sly looks we received, I knew that was where the purebloods’ brains went anyway, and it pissed me off.
Page 4-5 @1%
The woman had a rack on her that would make a Hooters’ waitress jealous. I mean, I seriously didn’t know where it came from considering how skinny she was. Not even magic kept those bad boys strapped in—she had three sport bra straps on her shoulders to prove it, too.
~ Barclay
Page 36 @16%
His eyes tracked me as his lips were about to brush against my own, as though he was waiting for me to move away, to deny him this opportunity. But I didn’t want to. Every fiber of my being wanted to stay put and see exactly what those pillowy rose-colored lips felt like against my own, but we were in the middle of a fight, and I didn’t want to lose thanks to my libido.
That was when I punched him in the kidney.
It was just enough of a distraction for me to get out from under him and move to my feet. When he stood, I could swear for a moment I saw confusion in his gaze, but I knew that had to be wishful thinking. Before he could strike again, someone grabbed me around my upper arms and held me tight.
Page 45 @2%