Today is release day for OPPORTUNITY, the third book in the adult mystery/romantic suspense series, Office Roulette, by USA Today bestselling author, Kennedy Layne. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.
Synopsis USA Today Bestselling Author Kennedy Layne brings you the thrilling conclusion to the Office Roulette trilogy…
Gareth Nicollet had been born into wealth, but he’d learned at an early age that money wasn’t everything it was cracked up to be. Regrettably, he’d made a meaningful choice early on in his life that now threatened his future with the woman he loved.
Cynthia Ellsworth valued many things, but trust and loyalty were at the top of her list. She’d always known the man who shared her bed had secrets, but she never thought in a million years that he had the ability to destroy her career and her heart with a single blow.
Someone once said that greed was balanced by fear, but that wasn’t entirely true when there was nothing left to lose. Unfortunately, Gareth’s secret is the very reason the roulette wheel is spinning and Cynthia’s life hangs in the balance.
Excerpt It seemed to her that she could sense the moment Gareth was going to speak. She’d never been attuned to a man the way she was with him, and that included many more than Kurt Langston. In hindsight, all Kurt had done was distract her with adventure that she hadn’t seen fit to provide for herself.
Cynthia supposed she should be thankful to him for one lesson, because he’d taught her that she hadn’t needed a man to make her happy. She was proud of who she’d become, though she could admit to holding men to higher standards more often than they could meet.
It was unfortunate that Gareth had come immediately after her valuable lesson, when the sting was still fresh.
She’d always tended to act first and suffer the consequences later. It was in her genetic makeup to be out in front of any issue. She made decisions, in and out of her personal life, and stuck to them. Maybe it was time she give a little bit.
“We could always table this discussion until later,” Cynthia managed to draw out around a moan he initiated by working on a knot in her right calf that had been bothering her all day.
She lifted the lashes on her right eye to witness his reaction. He hadn’t even flinched at her confession. She could at least give him the benefit of the doubt about why he’d kept the fact that Brad was his brother a secret.
She owed him that much, didn’t she?
To prove that she wasn’t just delaying the inevitable— which she’d asked for— she raised a knee so that her foot rested against the growing bulge in his pants.
About the Author Kennedy Layne is a USA Today bestselling author. She draws inspiration for her military romantic suspense novels in part from her not-so-secret second life as a wife of a retired Marine Master Sergeant. He doubles as her critique partner, beta reader, and military consultant. They live in the Midwest with their teenage son and menagerie of pets. The loyal dogs and mischievous cats appreciate her writing days as much as she does, usually curled up in front of the fireplace. She loves hearing from readers–find out how to connect with her at www.kennedylayne.com..
Welcome to the release week blitz and blog tour for LOVE IS A WILDFIRE, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romance series, Love in the Vineyards, by Kate Kisset. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
LOVE IS A WILDFIRE (Love in the Vineyards #4) by Kate Kisset
About the Book Title: LOVE IS A WILDFIRE Series: Love in the Vineyards #4 Author: Kate Kisset Release Date: August 7, 2018
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis This small-town romance series is set in a charming community where everyone knows each other. Although each book is a complete standalone, this is one, large saga where families and close friends are connected and reappear throughout the series. (You do not have to read the other books in the series to love this one. Each book in the series centers around a different couple.)
LOVE IS A WILDFIRE: Love in the Vineyards book #4 is a stand alone second-chance romance.
Playboy-vintner Michael Santino’s world is about to go up in flames. The largest wildfire in California history is racing straight for his precious vineyards. But the fire isn’t what’s making him hot and bothered— it’s Shae. The beautiful firefighter he’s never forgotten is on the scene, re-igniting sparks and making it impossible for him to think straight. Now he can’t remember why he broke up with her.
Firefighter extraordinaire Shae Hayes is determined to evacuate Santino Winery. Strong and proud, from a long line of heroes, she’s not taking no for answer—even if it is from Napa Valley’s own Mr. Charming. The devastatingly handsome sweet- talker is the only man who turns her insides to jelly.
When the wind changes and Engine 6 is stationed at Santino Winery, Shae and Michael begin to melt in close quarters, and their chemistry ignites. Is it the firestorm outside or the flames smoldering in their hearts going up in flames? They’ll soon have to decide if their LOVE IS A WILDFIRE.
If you like sweet and sexy, epic romances with exciting action and adventure, buy Love is a Wildfire now, the latest book in Kate’s Love in the Vineyards series!
***Early readers are calling this one of the most exciting vacation reads for women of 2018.
Excerpt #5 They donned their masks, and together made their way past the courtyard and up through the vineyards. Line after line of thick flames ran across the ridge, making it hard to gauge the location of the main fire.
It didn’t matter. They were all lethal. The fires closest to them were setting off new, smaller blazes while he and Leo kept trudging up to get beyond the vines.
When they reached the bottom of the ravine, Michael scouted for a path—any small break in the flames. He saw one up ahead and pointed it out, about ten yards up the mountain, to the right. “Let’s lock arms,” he shouted.
Meeting his eyes, Leo nodded, confirming he saw the clearing too.
Locking arms, they tramped up over the embers, avoiding mini blazes every five or ten steps.
Pushing the mask off his face, Leo yelled over the crackling roar, “Dad! Nico! Call out, we’re here!”
“Lucaaaa! Jamieee!” Michael pulled his mask under his chin. Gagging through the smoke, he cupped his hands over his mouth, bellowing into the abyss, “Luca! Jamie!”
When they reached the clearing, they were immediately slammed by blast of smoke that knocked them down. Struggling to get to his feet, Michael shook his head and blinked to get the ash and debris out of his eyes. Blinded in the midst of igniting branches snapping and falling around them and the low hum of the roiling fire, he rubbed his eyes, using his coat sleeve and then his hands, smearing and embedding the muck deeper into his corneas.
Putting his mask back on, Michael could barely see through his watering eyes and guck-covered mask.
The fire gave a guttural growl that drowned out Leo’s voice, but Michael saw his mouth moving. Twisting to avoid the heavy smoke, and scowling, he hollered, “Nico! Dad!”
“Luca! Jamie!” Would Michael lose all of them tonight? He didn’t have the bandwidth to even remotely consider the possibility. “Nico! Dad!” He knew they probably couldn’t hear him over the roar, but gave it his all.
Leo and Michael thrashed their way to the end of the break, where a wall of flames confronted them. Leo brought his arm up and around, motioning over the flames. He shifted closer Michael’s ear. “We have to go through. No choice,” he yelled, barely audible over the bellowing fire and crash of falling trees and branches.
So much fuel left to burn. Michael regretted not leveling every tree and shrub and clearing the whole mountain when he had the chance. Who needed nature if it was only going to come sneaking back around one autumn to kill you?
Michael nodded to Leo, whose grimy, bloodshot expression was steely with determination. They couldn’t abandon their brothers and father up there. Leo stared back at him with a look that hit him hard—a cross between we have to do this and if we don’t make it, goodbye.
Author Kate Kisset
About the Author Former San Francisco disc jockey Kate Kisset is the author of Wine Country Romance. A series of original contemporary romance novels set in Sonoma, Napa Valley, St. Helena and San Francisco, California.
Although Kate wrote her first story in the third grade, she became serious about writing romance after she lost her mother to pancreatic cancer. The tragedy left her searching for, and eventually writing happily-ever-afters to lift her spirits.
Kate divides her time between Northern and Southern California. Her stories feature strong heroes and heroines set in the real-world vineyard settings found outside her front door.
When she’s not writing, Kate’s favorite job is being “The Mommy.” She enjoys hiking, cooking, listening to music and walking her loyal companion, Luciana Parmigiana her rescue-dog-editor.
Today is release day for UNBREAK MY HEART, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Lauren Blakely.See below for information on the book, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt. Today only, you can pick up the ebook for just $2.99.
Synopsis From #1 New York Times bestseller Lauren Blakely comes a new standalone romance as you’ve never seen her before. Filled with raw emotion, heartbreak, hope, and humor too, UNBREAK MY HEART explores how to heal, how to live, and how to love.
I didn’t break her heart, and she didn’t break mine — we broke each other’s.
I never stopped loving her, but time and distance played its cruel role in ripping us apart three years ago when she moved halfway around the world. Now after all those endless miles away, she’s returned . . . but I’m not the guy I was before.
Beautiful, kind, and loving, she’s the same — my hope. The only one who can make a day better, who can make me feel again with one kiss, one touch, one night.
There’s so much I have to put back in place now that I’m alone and on my own. Things I never wanted at the age of twenty-five. When I receive an unexpected letter that might hold the clues to everything I desperately need to understand about my family, I’m sure I have to follow it. But that means leaving her once more.
She says she’ll come with me, and having her by my side will unbreak my heart . . . or destroy it.
That’s the chance I have to take.
Excerpt #1 ~Andrew~
She inches her hand across the counter just a little bit closer, and that hand, I want to grab it and hold on. I glance at our fingers, so close all it would take is one of us giving an inch.
Give. Take. Come. Stay.
I can feel the warmth from her hand. One stretch for us to reconnect, so I wait. Wait for her to put her hands on my face and press her lips against mine and kiss me like it’s been killing her not to.
But I can’t wait.
I break first, saying her name in a lonely, desperate rasp. “Holland.”
“Andrew.” Her voice is a whisper.
“Go with me,” I blurt out.
She blinks. “What?”
I shake my head.
Leaving the kitchen, I stalk to the living room, pacing like I can sort out what to do if I get just a few feet away from her.
She’s right behind me, her hand on my arm. “Say it again.”
I swivel around, and with her blue eyes on mine, her body close, I break to pieces. With her, my heart beats too fast, my blood pumps too quickly. I have no will to tell her to stop being so near to me but not near enough to make everything better.
“Say what again?” I ask, as if I’ve forgotten.
“Ask me,” she presses.
And she wins. She fucking wins. “Go with me. Come with me.”
She squeezes my arm. “Is that what you want?’
I cup her cheeks. She gasps. I’ve shocked her. Let’s shock her some more.
Her lips part, and she whispers my name. “Andrew.”
It’s like the stars are glowing. Like the sky is blazing at night. “You know what I want.”
Author Lauren Blakely
About the Author A #1 New York Times Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that’s hot, sweet and sexy. She lives in California with her family and has plotted entire novels while walking her dogs. With fourteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than eighty times, and she’s sold more than 2 million books. In October, she’ll release HARD WOOD, a standalone romantic comedy. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter!
Author Stephanie St. Klaire is delighted to announce that OH BABY, the first book in her adult contemporary romance/romantic comedy series, DILF Diaries, is now available on Kindle Unlimited. See below for information on the book, Amazon links, and an exclusive teaser.
OH BABY (DILF Diaries #1) by Stephanie St. Klaire
About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited! Title: OH BABY Series: DILF Diaries #1 Author: Stephanie St. Klaire Release Date: July 12, 2018 Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy Link: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU
Synopsis He likes to find them hot, and leave them wet…
Women are setting their lawns on fire and sticking cats in trees all so they can dial 911 and get a glimpse of Jack Decker’s…hose. When a firefighter looks like he does, it’s no wonder panties are melting, and hearts are ablaze all over the city because he is H-O-T…hot! Jack might put out fires like a regular hero, but it doesn’t stop him from heating up the sheets and letting them smolder.
In a burning twist of fate, Jack finds himself up all night long for an entirely new reason, a reason that’s anything but smoldering. That is until the feisty firecracker next door threatens to ignite a fire he doesn’t know how to battle…Oh Baby!
Author Stephanie St. Klaire
About the Author Stephanie St. Klaire debuted in 2016, launching her writing career with Rescued, the first book in the widely popular, five book series known as McKenzie Ridge. Stephanie is a Pacific Northwest native currently living in Oregon with her husband, five children, and two ferocious lap dogs.
As a writer, Stephanie brings realistic circumstances to the pages, and fills them with real emotion, reactions, and outcomes. Her characters are passionate, have bold personalities, and full of life. She writes happily ever after’s, with plenty of twists, turns, drama, and of course, steamy romance.
Stephanie has always been a story teller, with the gift of “gab”, and a life-long goal to be a writer. Unfortunate circumstances with her health, finally afforded her the time to do so. Irony at its best, she began writing her first novel at an adverse time, to escape her circumstance and explore the stories in her imagination for relief. She is happy to share those stories with her readers, and bring a little fun, entertainment, and of course smexy characters to the pages.
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Today is release day for FREE TO DREAM, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Free, by Tracey Jerald. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
FREE TO DREAM (Free #1) by Tracey Jerald
About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited Title: FREE TO DREAM Series: Free #1 Author: Tracey Jerald Release Date: August 9, 2018
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis Cassidy Freeman doesn’t believe dreams come true because every night her dreams trap her in a nightmare she barely escaped as a child. She maintains rigid control over all aspects of her life, giving the illusion she’s strong and confident. Allowing very few close enough to see the brave heart buried beneath, she’s convinced she’ll carry her burdens alone.
From the minute they met, Caleb Lockwood disrupted everything by destroying her sense of order. His patience, compassion and sensuality obliterated her defenses. It’s as if he knew her from the inside out.
Helping his younger brother hire a wedding planner shouldn’t have led to this. In just a few short days, Caleb’s learned untold secrets about his family – and about the Freemans. When he demands to meet them, he doesn’t expect the pull he feels towards the petite dynamo in front of him whom life has dealt an unspeakable hand.
With Caleb, Cassidy’s lost her semblance of control. Now, she’s not sure she wants it back. Not if giving it up means having a chance at something she never imagined.
Excerpt That knocks the look off her face. She starts sputtering, “Wait, what? A date? You? Over the dress extravaganza? That’s your baby and you forgot about it?”
I groan. “I know. I have no idea how either happened, Em.” I lean forward and put my head in my hands, partially covering my ears.
I think I hear her ask “With whom,” but I deliberately ignore her until she reaches over and snags my hand, ripping it away from my head. Not for nothing, she takes a few pieces of my hair along with it. Bitch.
“With who?” Framing my face with her hands, I know there’s no avoiding the question this time.
I breathe in and out while glaring at my sister. I know my reaction isn’t helping this situation. I mean, it’s not a big deal, right? But even I know I’m lying to myself as my heart picks up speed when I say, “Caleb Lockwood.”
She looks at me. I stare back.
A moment passes. Then two.
I’m expecting an explosion. The howling laughter as her hands drop is not the one I anticipated.
“Are you kidding me?” she gets out, gasping for air. “The ‘former groom’ asked you out on a date? When?” She falls back on her chaise, clutching her stomach as she laughs, her long legs draped on either side.
I debate picking up one of her gorgeous throw pillows and smothering her with it.
“Are you done yet?” I sneer, all my earlier calm rapidly disappearing.
“Not even close. This beats anything I’ve ever done by a mile, sister. You will never again be able to hold anything against me. This is my perma get out of jail free card.”
Just wait until she realizes I have photo evidence I’ve been holding onto. Forget about it. I’m a big girl. I’ll figure this out on my own.
Em is still laughing when I stand up to stomp out of her office. “No! Wait Cass, hold on,” she pleads, still chuckling. My hands are holding my phone and planner so tightly, my knuckles are turning white. “Please, Cassy, sit with me.”
Pausing, because Em pulled out a name only she ever gets away with calling me, I plop back down next to her, setting my stuff to my side on the chaise.
Em takes one of my hands and gives it a squeeze. “What are you more upset about, Cass? The schedule snafu, a date in general, or with Caleb specifically?”
“I have to choose?” I ask her in return. My voice is rich with derision.
“No, but it helps to have a place to start.”
Sighing, I squeeze our joined hands. “I think it’s because he throws me so off balance, I can’t quite catch myself. I mean, a few days ago, I thought he was getting married to two other men! He came to see me, took me out for coffee, and the next thing I know, I’m agreeing to a date.” I catch Em’s grin. I release one of her hands and start to pick at an imaginary piece of lint on my jeans. “I didn’t even think at what might be on deck. It was like I knew we didn’t have anything important going on for his brother, so it was okay to accept. What if we had another wedding that night? It’s bad enough it’s the dress extravaganza.”
She’s quiet for a few minutes. “What’s your heart telling you?”
“No, about Santa Claus.” She rolls her eyes.
I narrow my eyes at her through my lashes.
Author Tracey Jerald
About the Author Tracey Jerald knew she was meant to be a writer when she would re-write the ending of books in her head on her bike when she was a young girl growing up in southern Connecticut. It wasn’t long before she was typing alternate endings and extended epilogues “just for fun”.
After college in Florida, where she obtained a degree in Criminal Justice swearing she saw things she’ll never quite believe and never quite forget, Tracey traded the world of law and order for IT. Her work for a world-wide internet startup transferred her to Northern Virginia where she met her husband in what many call their own happily ever after. They have one son.
When she’s not busy with her family or writing, Tracey can be found in her home in north Florida drinking coffee, reading, training for a runDisney event, or feeding her addiction to HGTV. Friend her on Facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/tracey.jerald.71) or on Instagram (TraceyJerald) to see what antics she’s up to on a regular basis.
Today is release day for BACK TO YOU, the second book in the adult contemporary romance duet, Chaotic Love, by award-winning, international bestselling author, Claudia Burgoa. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and an exclusive teaser.
BACK TO YOU (Chaotic Love Duet #2) by Claudia Burgoa
Synopsis For the first time in his life, Wes Ahern has encountered something—someone—he can’t fix. Not with his hands, his words, not even with his love.
His head tells him Abby had to get out of Colorado to heal from the nightmare that nearly took her from him. To mend her wounded body, piece her broken spirit back together, and find out who she is behind the mask she felt forced to wear.
His first instinct was always to protect her. Still is. But as he faces his own pain, an agonizing realization dawns: that while he needs her more than his next breath, the best place for her may not be with him. Because while he always had her back, the secrets they kept—even from each other—have the power to destroy them.
When their paths cross again, will their souls still recognize each other?
Note: Back to You is the conclusion of the Chaotic Love Duet. Often dark and sometimes jarring, this book also contains references to childhood trauma, rape, kidnapping, and PTSD.
About the Author Claudia is an award-winning, international bestselling author. She lives in Colorado working for a small IT company, managing her household filled with three confused dogs, two daughters wrought with fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. And a wonderful husband who shares her love for all things geek. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.
Today is release day for TIFFANY BLUES, a stand-alone adult historical romantic mystery, by New York Times bestselling author, M.J. Rose. See below for information on the book, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.
Synopsis New York, 1924. Twenty‑four‑year‑old Jenny Bell is one of a dozen burgeoning artists invited to Louis Comfort Tiffany’s prestigious artists’ colony. Gifted and determined, Jenny vows to avoid distractions and romantic entanglements and take full advantage of the many wonders to be found at Laurelton Hall.
But Jenny’s past has followed her to Long Island. Images of her beloved mother, her hard-hearted stepfather, waterfalls, and murder, and the dank hallways of Canada’s notorious Andrew Mercer Reformatory for Women overwhelm Jenny’s thoughts, even as she is inextricably drawn to Oliver, Tiffany’s charismatic grandson.
As the summer shimmers on, and the competition between the artists grows fierce as they vie for a spot at Tiffany’s New York gallery, a series of suspicious and disturbing occurrences suggest someone knows enough about Jenny’s childhood trauma to expose her.
Supported by her closest friend Minx Deering, a seemingly carefree socialite yet dedicated sculptor, and Oliver, Jenny pushes her demons aside. Between stolen kisses and stolen jewels, the champagne flows and the jazz plays on until one moonless night when Jenny’s past and present are thrown together in a desperate moment, that will threaten her promising future, her love, her friendships, and her very life.
March 13, 1957
Laurelton Hall, Laurel Hollow
Oyster Bay, New York
Once the present turns to past, all we have left are memories. Yes, sometimes we can stand where we stood, see our ghost selves, and relive moments of our life. See the shadow of the man we loved. Of the friend we cherished. Of the mentor who made all the difference. Our memories turn specific. The terrier that played by the shoreline, joyously running in the sand. We can remember the smell of the roses. Look at the azure water and see the glimmer of the sun on the opposite shore and hear a fleeting few bars of jazz still lingering in the air.
If you were the only girl in the world… Staring into the remains of what is left, I see ghosts of the gardens and woods, the gazebo, terraces, rooms ablaze with stained glass—everywhere we walked and talked and kissed and cried. With my eyes closed, I see it all in my mind, but when I open them, all of it is gone, up in flames.
Mr. Tiffany once told me that there is beauty even in broken things. Looking back, there is no question I would not be the artist I am if not for that lesson. But would he be able to salvage any beauty out of this destruction?
No, I never dreamed I’d come back to Laurelton Hall. The Xanadu where I came of age as both a woman and a painter. Where I found my heart’s desire and my palette’s power. Where depravity bloomed alongside beds and fields of flowers, where creativity and evil flowed with the water in the many fountains. Where the sun shone on the tranquil sea and the pool’s treacherous rock crystals reflected rainbows onto the stone patio. Where the glorious light streaming from Mr. Tiffany’s majestic stained glass illuminated the very deep darkness that had permeated my soul and lifted me out of despair. And where I found the love that sustained me and remained in my heart even after Oliver and I parted.
Standing here, smelling the acrid stench, looking at the felled trees with their charcoal bark, the carbon-coated stones and bent metal frames that once held the master’s windows, at the smoky, melting mess that was one of the greatest mansions on Long Island’s Gold Coast, I know I never will see it again, not how it was that magical and awful summer of 1924.
The fire is still hot in spots, and a tree branch snaps. My reverie is broken. Leaves rustle. Rubble falls. Glass crushes. Twigs crack. Then comes a whisper.
But it can’t be. The wind howling through a hollow tree trunk is playing a trick. Fooling me into thinking I am hearing his sapphire voice, its deep velvet tone.
As I listen to the repeated whisper—Jenny—I raise my hand to wipe at my tears and tell myself that it is the smoldering ash making my eyes water. The charms on my bracelet jingle as I lower my arm. And again the whisper… and again my name—Jenny.
“A lush, romantic historical mystery…a heroine to root for.” –Kristin Hannah, NYT bestselling author of The Nightingale
“[M.J. Rose] transports the reader into the past better than a time machine could accomplish” (The Associated Press).
Author M.J. Rose
About the Author New York Times Bestseller, M.J. Rose grew up in New York City mostly in the labyrinthine galleries of the Metropolitan Museum, the dark tunnels and lush gardens of Central Park and reading her mother’s favorite books before she was allowed. She believes mystery and magic are all around us but we are too often too busy to notice… books that exaggerate mystery and magic draw attention to it and remind us to look for it and revel in it.
Her most recent novel TIFFANY BLUES (Atria/S&S) was chosen as an Indie Next Pick and takes place during the Jazz age at Louis Comfort Tiffany’s Long Island mansion/ art colony.
Rose’s work has appeared in many magazines including Oprah Magazine and she has been featured in the New York Times, Newsweek, WSJ, Time, USA Today and on the Today Show, and NPR radio. Rose graduated from Syracuse University, spent the ’80s in advertising, has a commercial in the Museum of Modern Art in NYC and since 2005 has run the first marketing company for authors – Authorbuzz.com
The television series PAST LIFE, was based on Rose’s novels in the Reincarnationist series. She is one of the founding board members of International Thriller Writers.
Today is release day for INCITING A RIOT, the second book in the adult contemporary romance/romantic suspense series, Riot MC, by Karen Renee. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
Synopsis Cary “Vamp” Sullivan earned his Riot MC patch and shoved Lorraine Francis Ingram out of his life six years ago by cheating on her. He’s regretted it ever since because he knew she was a top-notch woman. After mentioning his regrets to his brother, Cal, Vamp suddenly finds himself faced with an opportunity to win Lorraine back. When he runs into her unexpectedly and finds out she has been beaten at the hands of a man, Vamp and his Riot MC Brothers are determined to protect her. Vamp is determined to get her back in his life, and he knows it’s going to be an uphill battle.
Lorraine insists that if any Riot MC Brother is going to protect her, it cannot be Vamp. She gets no promises from the Riot MC, and she finds herself with Vamp at her doorstep. She’s determined there will be no second chances, but her resolve is weakened because Vamp isn’t playing fair, he’s fighting…fighting to win her over.
Once she and Vamp are reunited again, they realize there is a very real threat to them both. Lorraine and Vamp are put to the test to rekindle their long lost love and stay alive.
Excerpt “You gonna sleep like that, doll? Or will you make some room for me?” Vamp asked.
I opened my uninjured eye to give him a look. I shouldn’t have looked at him. Now who’s satisfied and tickled too? I supposed both of us were, but the look on Vamp’s face was one part cat-who-got-its-cream and one part mesmerized. The competitive part of me hated to think that he had won the war, but was it really worth fighting the war if I ended up with those delectable triple twitches every night by surrendering?
I felt the bed depress and my cocked leg was moved to drape over the back of Cary’s thigh. He moved my hands and pinned them by my head. At that maneuver, I opened both my eyes to find his intently examining me.
After a deep breath, he said in a low voice, “I want to marry you.”
I would not freak out. My eyes slid to the side and then back to him, “Um, did you drink from your dad’s highball glass tonight?”
He smirked and shook his head. The niggle of fear I felt earlier was back except it had grown to a full-blown ache sliding through me. Mom and I were left by my dad when I was still a baby, and no man since had ever wanted to commit to my mother. Maybe that’s why you go for cheaters. You kick them aside before they can love you and leave you. What the fuck? Now really, my thoughts needed to get with me and not try to undermine my sanity. His mother deserted him, but he’s not scared of mentioning marriage. True, but hell, we just got back together.
I took a deep breath and said, “I’m thinking it might be a little too soon, Cary. We just got back together.”
More of his weight descended on me. “I’m thinking it might be six years too damn late. We gotta make up for lost time.”
“Let’s take it one day at a time, and…” I trailed off because I was going to say he could make me his old lady before we tried marriage. The problem was I wasn’t new to the MC world. I knew full well that being an old lady was a higher commitment than a marriage license and wedding bands would ever be. If I was willing to say, make me your old lady first, then any protests to marriage were useless.
Author Karen Renee
About the Author Karen Renee is the author of Unforeseen Riot and Inciting a Riot. She has wanted to be a writer since she was eight years old, but it’s taken the last twenty plus years for her to amass enough courage and overall life experience to bring that dream to life. Some of those life experiences came from the wonderful world of advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native. When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writers and/or reads books.
Today is release day for ONE TO KEEP, the third book in the adult contemporary romance series, Nights in Bliss, by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake writing as Sophia Oak. See below for information on the book, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.
ONE TO KEEP (Nights in Bliss #3) by Lexi Blake Writing as Sophie Oak
Synopsis Stefan Talbot likes order and control. He approaches his life with the same meticulous precision that he uses to put paint on his canvas. Nothing good comes from chaos, and that is why he has refused to allow himself to get close to Jennifer Waters. They are like fire and ice. Though she is younger, her talent as an artist is unquestionable. But she lives her life like she paints—with wild, passionate abandon. It is intoxicating and terrifying, and he can’t get her out of his head.
Jennifer ran from Bliss to put Stef behind her. She had come to the mountain town seeking a mentor but found much more than she bargained for. Cool and distant, Stef was like a marble statue and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t break through his shell. She moved to Dallas to start over, but nothing is going as planned. When the art gallery where she works is robbed and a precious painting is stolen, Jen is accused of the theft. Jen is thrilled when her bail is met, until she realizes her savior is Stef and he has a few conditions. First and foremost, she has to return to Bliss.
Against the backdrop of the Winter Festival, Stef and Jen’s attraction catches fire. But the dark forces behind the robbery in Dallas have followed Jen home. A criminal syndicate believes she still has the stolen painting and they’ll kill to get their hands on it.
Excerpt Stef turned back to Jen. “Let’s move, Jennifer. I have a plane ready. We need to be at Love Field in an hour. I have an officer waiting to process you out.”
Jen’s head whirled. “Plane?”
“Yes, plane. We’re going back to Bliss.”
Cool, gray eyes slitted, and she could practically feel the will rolling off him. Stef was tense, and she knew it was a bad idea to push him, but she couldn’t help it.
“I’m serious, Stef. I’m not going anywhere with you.” She couldn’t go back to Bliss. Panic threatened to swamp her. He was here. He was right here in front of her, and her heart didn’t give a damn that he was a bastard. For the first time in months, she felt desire for something besides her art. She couldn’t, wouldn’t, go down that path again.
He got into her space, a move he’d perfected seemingly long before he met her. She held her ground. Even though he didn’t touch her physically, he seemed to surround her. Suddenly her whole world was Stef, his gray eyes, the heat of his body, his masculine, clean scent. He filled her every sense.
“I’m not going home with you.” She forced herself to say the words.
His lips hitched up. “At least you admit Bliss is your home.”
That wasn’t what she’d meant. Bliss, Colorado, had felt like home when she’d been there, but she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Bliss wasn’t big enough for the two of them. “It’s your home. Hell, Stef, it’s your little kingdom, and you like to play the king, don’t you?”
“Yes, because everyone does what I say.” Stef’s low growl made her breath speed up. “Everyone in Bliss bows down to me. Have you been gone for so long that you forget Max regularly kicks my ass? And Nell and Henry are currently protesting my gardening practices.”
He was too close for comfort. She gave in and took a step back. She could see plainly that he was satisfied with her discomfort. “Don’t try to play the poor rich boy with me. You’re a puppet master. You like to pull the strings and see how people dance. Well, I’m not in your kingdom anymore, and there’s no way you can get me there again. So you can take your money and go back to Colorado.”
It was stupid. Even as she said the words, she wanted to take them back. She’d spent the last twenty-four hours terrified in a jail cell. She would have to be the stupidest woman in the world to turn him down, but she’d never thought around Stef. Since the moment she’d met him, she’d been a quivering mass of emotion and desire every time he entered a room.
“Stubborn thing. I’ll make it easy on you.” His hands caught hers, and before she could think she felt cold metal surrounding her wrists. He flicked the cuffs on with the cool precision of a man who often cuffed the women in his life.
“What are you doing?” She stared at her hands. At least this time they were in front of her. She preferred it that way. Damn, her life had taken a wrong turn when she could compare and contrast her experiences with men who handcuffed her.
“Taking you home, Jennifer. Whether you like it or not.”
He leaned down and picked her up. She was in his arms, nestled close to his chest. She looked up at the square, inflexible line of his jaw. His arms tightened around her, and she was caged more closely than she’d been in the holding cell. She had the suspicion that this time Stef would be harder to escape from than before. He kicked open the door and started down the hall.
Yep, like it or not, she was going back to Bliss.
Author Lexi Blake
About the Author NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.
Today is release day for ONE HUNDRED PROMISES, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romance series, Aspen Cove, by Kelly Collins. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
ONE HUNDRED PROMISES (Aspen Cove #4) by Kelly Collins
About the Book
Title: ONE HUNDRED PROMISES Series: Aspen Cove #4 Author: Kelly Collins Release Date: August 6, 2018 Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU
Synopsis Join Bestselling Author Kelly Collins on another trip to Aspen Cove where anything is possible when it comes to love…
Aspen Cove, Colorado isn’t on Lydia Nichols’s wish list when she finishes her residency at Denver General Hospital, but life delivered several surprising blows. Her long-time boyfriend, who was also her boss, moved on with a nurse and took Lydia’s job with him. No boyfriend. No job. No options. As a favor to her sister, she arrives in the small mountain town for a temporary job as the clinic doctor. Her first question when she gets there is ‘how fast can I leave?’ That is, until sinfully, sexy Wes Covington comes into the clinic seeking care. With him around Lydia may have found a reason to stay—for now.
Wes Covington left his demons in Denver. Working for his family’s architectural firm, he was tired of being almost—almost good enough—almost rich enough—almost loveable enough. He abandoned his penthouse, his high-paying position and his Porsche for simple, small-town life. All he wants is to restore his ancestral home and find a good woman who’ll love him for who he is and not what he’s worth. When Wes meets Dr. Lydia Nichols, he likens her to a hellion with a halo. She’s the perfect mix of sassy and sweet, cunning and compassion, but she’ll never be his unless he can convince her to stay.
Love blooms when the timing is right, but will Lydia surrender her chance at love or can Wes convince her that everything she’ll ever want or need is right in Aspen Cove?
Find out in One Hundred Promises…
Excerpt When she flicked her tongue out to taste the gloss, he got jealous.
“What flavor is that?”
She ringed her lips with her tongue. “Watermelon. Samantha gave each of us girls a tube the last time I was here.”
Wes wet his lips. Even though he couldn’t taste it, he could imagine how sweet a kiss from Lydia would be. If he didn’t get her in the truck and on the road, he knew he’d do just about anything to get a taste.
She lifted her shoulders. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
Minutes later, he parked the truck in front of Bishop’s Brewhouse and raced around to let Lydia out. Sarge jumped across her lap and took off for the door. “Sorry about that. It’s hard to control him when he knows what he wants. He’s got a soft spot for your sister’s dog.”
“Otis has a way with everyone. He’s friends with the cat. You can’t account for taste.”
“It’s strange how happiness is found in the unlikeliest of places with unexpected companions.”
“Yeah, yeah, are we talking lemons again?”
“No, we’re talking lemonade. Let’s go, beautiful. The world awaits your greatness.”
He opened the door for her and entered the already full bar. In the corner was one empty stool. Wes rushed forward to save it for Lydia.
“Have a seat. What would you like?” Cannon walked over with a stout and a glass of white wine.
“Look, I’m already a regular.” She held up her glass and tapped his mug. “Here’s to hot men in bath towels.” When she winked, a warm heat washed over him.
“Any particular man in a towel you’re referring too?”
She looked around the bar which had men outnumbering women three to one. “Keeping my options open.”
“The odds are in your favor.”
“It would seem, but honestly the odds never fall in my favor.”
“Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Make different choices and see what happens.”
Author Kelly Collins
About the Author
Kelly Collins writes with the intention of keeping the love alive. Always a romantic, she is inspired by real-time events mixed with a dose of fiction. She encourages her readers to reach the happily ever after but bask in the afterglow of the perfectly imperfect love.
Kelly lives in Colorado at the base of the Rocky Mountains with her husband of twenty-five years, their two dogs, and a bird that hates her.
In her spare time, she enjoys walking the trails and visiting the mining towns like Cripple Creek. She likes to think it’s the ambience that brings her there and not the amazing slot machine in the back of the casino.
In the winter, you’ll find her tucked into her seat at The World Arena cheering her beloved Colorado College Tigers Hockey Team. After several losing seasons she knows there’s a win coming soon. Kelly is no fair weather fan.
She has three amazing children, and she wonders how they all turned out to be engineers when only the creative side of her brain seems to work. She just chalks it up to the engineering genes her husband contributed to the mix.
Creative minds need an outlet and writing books is where she focuses her excess energy..
Today is release day for SAY A SWEET PRAYER, the third book in the adult contemporary romance/mystery series, Claire Goodnight, by Jennifer Rebecca. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
SAY A SWEET PRAYER (Claire Goodnight #3) by Jennifer Rebecca
Synopsis The sleepy little New Jersey township has been relatively quiet as plans for the wedding of Claire Goodnite and Wesley O’Connell are in full swing. But when the patrons of the church’s singles group are being picked off one by one and branded with a scarlet letter in blood, Claire and the team put their festivities on hold to track down a killer.
It’s just another case, another day in the life of a police officer until tragedy strikes their small circle of friends. When one of their own becomes one of the victims, how will the group go on? Or more importantly, can Claire survive it?
It’s probably best you say your prayers . . .
Excerpt Present day . . .
“So, what do you say gorgeous? You wanna get out of here?” Wes smiles at me as the music changes again but I know that we won’t segway into another dance at our engagement party. I place my hand in his outstretched one and answer him from my heart.
Wes leans in and kisses me hard and fast before walking me through the room, the skirt of my pretty black cocktail dress swishing around my thighs. As we make our way to the door, someone shouts, “Looks like this party just became a private one.”
We push through the side door of the country club with a quiet clank as it shuts behind us. Wes and I, hand in hand, turn our heads to look at each other and laugh.
“That’s my favorite sound,” he whispers into the night.
“What?” I ask feeling a little confused and a lot of expensive wine.
“When you laugh.”
“Wes—” I start but I’m cut off by his shrill whistle as he hails a cab to take us home.
“Let’s go home,” he says softly as he pulls the yellow door open for me and I bunch up my skirt to slide all the way across the cracked vinyl seat to make room for the only guy to ever hold my heart. He slides in beside me and pulls the door closed.
“827 Adolphia, and step on it,” he says to the driver.
“If my wife looked like her, I’d be in a hurry too,” he mumbles before pulling out into traffic. I smile at my lap while pulling my skirt flat nervously and my cheeks heat.
Wes leans into me and slides his nose down the skin behind my ear, whispering, “I love you.”
“And I love you.”
Through break neck twists and turns and a couple very yellow lights, Wes holds me tight in his arms. He skates his hands over all very appropriate places. But still, when we finally pull up to the front of his house in the suburb we grew up in, I’m still a little drunk and more than a little on fire.
Wes tosses some bills and a heavy tip to the driver before flinging open the door and pulling me out with him. He slams the door to the tune of the cabbie’s laughter ringing in my ears and as I look at Wes, I can’t help but let the smile grow wider across my face.
There is a twinkle in his eyes that I know now, after all that we have been through, is so much more than wine and lust. This is a lifetime of love. This is everything.
I have to practically run to keep up with Wes as his long, muscular legs eat up the ground of the walkway to the front of his—soon to be our—house. He stops in front of the door and punches in the code on the deadbolt before swinging the heavy piece of wood and steel open and pulling us through.
Wes has gone a little crazy with home security ever since my near miss a few months ago.
But I don’t have time to think of that now as the door slams closed and the lock tumbles over. Wes leans back against the door and slides his whiskey gaze over my body as I stand in the entryway. The laugh that threatens to burst free from me dies on my lips as my body heats like a fever rolling over my skin. I bite down on my bottom lip to quell the shudder that rolls through my body but there’s no stopping it.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” Wes says, his voice rough.
“Wes—” I start but I barely get the words out. Wes stalks towards me with sure, even steps. When he reaches me, he pulls my body to his, crashing his lips down on mine.
“I love you, Claire,” he whispers against my mouth. He tangles his fingers in my long hair. “So fucking much.”
“And I love you.” My words light him up from the inside out. His tongue swipes into my mouth and he groans at the taste.
“You’re mine, Claire,” Wes rumbles as he lifts me up so that his lips don’t have to leave mine as he stalks down the hallway and up the stairs toward the master bedroom. I wrap my legs around his waist and we both groan as his hard length comes in contact with my center.
“Damn-fucking-right,” he growls as he slides my body down his, lowering my feet to the floor. “Turn around.”
I do as he says, slowly turning around so that my back is to his front. I hear his rumble of approval and I let my eyelids drift lower as a happy glow settles over me. Wes uses his free hand to brush the heavy length of my hair over my shoulder to hang over my right breast.
I hold my breath as his unhurried hands lower the zipper on my little black dress. When the sides of the dark fabric slip apart, Wes slides his hands underneath the edges, his rough palms electrifying the skin of my back and shoulders as he guides my dress off my body, letting it pool around my heels on the floor.
I release a heavy breath just before he lets a fingertip trail down my spine, stopping at the clasp of my black lace bra, unhooking it in the process. It floats to the floor, joining my dress. We reaches around me and holds a heavy breast in each hand. His thumbs graze my nipples ever so slightly and I arch against his hard body behind me. Wes lowers his lips to my shoulder placing the softest of kisses there before straightening and ordering me in a rough voice, “Take off your panties.”
Keeping my legs straight, I hook my fingers into the black lace of my panties and bending at the waist lower them to the floor. As I do, my uncovered flesh slides against Wes’s hard cock behind the wool and zipper of his slacks. My breath catches in my throat when I feel his heat and strength exactly where I need him. There’s something to be said about being naked, vulnerable, and bent over in front of a fully clothed man. I give this to Wes freely, not because he demands it, but because he deserves it.
“Go lay down on the bed,” he rumbles after I stand back up, kicking my discarded clothing aside and stepping free from the bulk of it.
Wearing nothing but my tall, strappy heels, I make my way over to the big bed and pull the bedding back before lowering myself down to the cool sheets. I turn to my back, propping myself up against the mountain of pillows.
Wes stands there fully clothed, radiating suppressed energy. Slowly, oh so slowly, he pops open the buttons on his collared shirt before parting the soft material and slowly sliding it down his body. The buckle of his belt clanks as he pulls it free from his slacks, letting it drop to the floor before toeing out of his shoes and pulling his socks from his feet. And I lay there in rapt attention as each piece of skin is uncovered.
I hold my breath as he reaches for the clasp on his slacks. I breathe again when he lowers the zipper and pushes his pants and underwear wear down his strong legs as one. His hard length springs free and I watch—fascinated as he grips it in his fist. He lets his head tip back on his shoulders
“Spread your legs,” he rumbles as he slides his fist up and down his length. “Show me what’s mine because this is all yours, baby.”
Wes watches me through narrowed lids as I let my knees drop to the sides. My body burns from the inside out as I watch him watch me put myself on display for him. Only for him. My body burns hot from the wine and from Wes. He has always had this effect on me.
Slowly Wes stalks towards me before lowering himself to sit on the edge of the bed beside me. I lay perfectly still, holding my breath, waiting to see what his first move will be. Tonight, Wes will lead. Luckily for me, I don’t have to wait long.
Wes watches the movements of his hand as he caresses my cheek with the back of his fingers before placing his palm flat between my breasts. He leans down and softly places his mouth on mine, soft and sweet to start before sliding his tongue into my mouth and taking it deeper. There is no hurry to his movements or frantic pace. To Wes, it seems as if he has all the time in the world, and we’re getting married so he does, but I’m a little drunk and I want more. I want so much more.
I press my body to his as I nip at his bottom lip before soothing the hurt with my tongue. Wes smiles against my mouth and I know that he can see right through me. But then again, he’s known me since forever.
“I want slow,” he rumbles against my mouth.
“Uh-unh,” I mumble as I wrap a leg around his hips trying to entice him to my way of thinking.
“But slow can be so . . . rewarding,” he says as he circles my nipple with his fingertips before finally scraping his nail over the tip making me arch into him.
“I want fast while the champagne bubbles are still in my head,” I say as I dig a heel into the mattress and roll taking Wes with me. We land with him on his back, diagonally across the middle of the bed and me gracelessly sprawled across his body. He grips my hips tight in his hands.
“Is this what you had in mind?” he asks as he smiles up at me.
“Yes.” I smile triumphantly as I wiggle my hips to straddle Wes as he lies beneath me.
I lean forward to kiss him. I open my mouth to him, letting him control the kiss. I lose my head as I rock my body against his. When I break my mouth away to catch my breath, I push back, impaling myself on his hard length. We both let out a groan as we hold eat other tight, adjusting to the way that we fit together.
I smooth my palms over Wes’s chest and scrape my nails down his abs before slowly rising up and then sliding back down his cock. He lets a hiss out between his teeth as I rise up on my knees and slowly slide back down again and again.
I brace myself on my hands, my palms pressing against Wes’s tight abs as I slide up and down his length, faster and faster. There is a heat that spreads out over my body as I get closer and closer. I drop my head back letting my hair brush over his strong thighs. Wes arches his back to meet me.
He pushes his hands to glide up my sides from my hips before gripping one of my breasts in each hand. I place my own over his, encouraging him to squeeze me tighter, to pinch and pull my nipples as I ride him.
I bow backwards and feel the muscles of his legs tense behind me. My movements become more frantic as I try and get closer and closer before bending back forward and bracing myself against his chest again.
“Get there, baby,” Wes says through gritted teeth.
“I-I’m trying,” I cry out in almost a whine, but I can’t care. I’m so close and yet . . . not. I keep pushing harder and harder but I’m not getting any closer to the edge and it’s making me panicky.
“You gotta get there, baby,” he growls as his hips rise up to meet me as I sink back down over him.
“I can’t!” I cry out.
Before I know it, Wes is gripping me by the hips and pulling me up and up and up off his cock. He lifts me up and over, so that my upper body is hanging off the side of the bed, my fingertips barely brushing the carpet, and my most secret places right over his face.
Wes pulls me down to meet his mouth and presses his tongue over my clit hard and fast, not letting up for even a moment. I grip the edge of the comforter in my left-hand and the nails of my right-hand rake over the carpet. Panting, I’m not sure if I’m trying to get away from his sexual onslaught or if I’m trying to get even closer. I roll my hips and receive a masculine groan and a nip to my clit for my reward, sending me spiraling out of control as I come.
Wes knifes upward, taking me with him in one fluid move. I land on my back with Wes moving over me, sliding in deep. He hooks my left leg over his right arm lifting it higher, taking him deeper, while I wrap my right leg around his hip as he plunges hard and deep.
Before I know it, my body is heating up again. I rake my nails down Wes’s back and he rolls his hips causing me to clench tight around him. I’m building again.
“Yes,” he growls as he powers into my heat over and over again. “Give it to me. Again.”
I’m helpless to stop it so I do, and Wes follows me over the edge, roaring out my name as he does. He tucks his face into the crook of my neck as our breathing slows and he lowers my leg.
“You’re right,” he rumbles in my ear after a minute or two of silence. “Fast was fun.”
“I told you so,” I purr as I stretch like a cat underneath him.
“We’ll do slow next,” he tells me seriously.
“Okay,” I whisper and then we do just that, we go slow before drifting off to sleep in each other’s arms with the world at our fingertips . . . or so it had seemed at the time. If only we had known we were on the cusp of losing everything, we might have played things a little differently.
About the Author Jennifer is a thirty something lover of words, all words: the written, the spoken, the sung (even poorly), the sweet, the funny, and even the four letter variety. She is a native of San Diego, California where she grew up reading the Brownings and Rebecca with her mother and Clifford and the Dog who Glowed in the Dark with her dad, much to her mother’s dismay.
Jennifer is a graduate of California State University San Marcos where she studied Criminology and Justice Studies. She is also an Alpha Xi Delta.
10 years ago, she was swept off her feet by her very own sailor. Today, they are happily married and the parents of a 8 year old and 6 year old twins. She can often be found in East Texas on the soccer fields, drawing with her children, or reading. Jennifer is convinced that if she puts her fitbit on one of the dogs, she might finally make her step goals. She loves a great romance, an alpha hero, and lots and lots of laughter.
Today is release day for IT’S NOT OVER, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Paths to Love, by Grahame Claire. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
IT’S NOT OVER (Paths To Love #1) by Grahame Claire
Synopsis Daniel I have two lives. One with the woman who owns me. The other tied to a past I can’t escape.
For eight years, I kept them separate, knowing one day their collision was inevitable. That day has come. She’ll have to accept it.
Vivian He has two lives. A beautiful one with me. Another shrouded in ugly secrets. It didn’t matter, until now.
I don’t know why he’s destroyed us, but fighting for him will be the battle of my life.
It’s not over.
Excerpt “What’s with all the bags in the hallway? Are you going somewhere?” I said lightly, still smiling despite my nerves. When he didn’t respond right away, didn’t even glance up from what he was doing, I obeyed, for once, sinking into a seat with the desk a barrier between us.
He snapped the file in front of him shut. I flinched. His knuckles were white as he clenched the edge of the folder and stuffed it into the cabinet under his desk. The locked clicked in place with a decisive turn of the key, the sound setting me on edge.
“No. Those are your belongings.” He gazed at me stoically, his onyx eyes cold and distant.
“Mine?” I asked dumbly.
Two little words sent the world crashing down on me. This had to be a joke. Not two minutes earlier, I’d been excited to be home. Couldn’t wait to see Daniel to tell him about my day. His generosity had made so much of it possible.
I fought to keep the hot tears pooling in my eyes at bay, the man I loved a blurry vision sitting across from me like a stranger.
“I’ve secured an apartment for you and deposited a generous sum of money into your account. You can keep your credit cards. It’s not fair for me to turn you out with nothing.” His lips were moving. I heard bits and pieces, but none of it registered. All I could do was stare blankly at him. “If the money isn’t enough, or if you need more, I’ll take care of it.”
Each word was like a slap, stinging my heart instead of my cheeks. I tried to take a deep breath but came up short.
“No.” It was all I could manage under the circumstances, and it felt like quite an accomplishment.
“No?” he repeated incredulously, eyes flaring, sparking my senses to life.
“No,” I reiterated, this time with some backbone.
“Don’t make this difficult.”
My eyes narrowed. “Did you think I would make it easy?” I growled, clenching my jaw.
“Have you ever.”
Author Grahame Claire
About the Author A writer. A blogger. United by our love of stories and all things romance. There was definitely some insta-love. Hello? Books involved. A little courting. A lot of writing. The result…Grahame Claire. Soulmates. Unashamed of our multiple book boyfriends. Especially the ones that rooted in our heads and wouldn’t leave us alone. Don’t worry. We’ll share. Pleased to meet you.
Today is release day for FOREVER LOVE, the first book in the new adult contemporary romance series, Forever, by J. Lum. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on picking up the SUMMER LOVE, a novella prequel, for free.
Synopsis To appreciate the sun, you have to withstand the storm.
Free-spirited, poetic Casey Loughlin has had her fair share of rain, and she always manages to see the silver lining. During her teenage years, when she met Toby Cardona, she learned everything she ever needed to learn about love and loss—all in one year.
When Toby lost Casey, everything changed for him. The once caring and endearing boy, with dreams and hopes of his own, became the cold, broken, money-hungry man he swore he’d never be. Now, with Casey back in his life, it’s up to her to show Toby that the second time around, love can still hurt, but it’s worth every painful prick. Will Toby weather the storm, and embrace a second chance, with the woman he’s always loved?
Excerpt “Have you thought about what we talked about? Yer beach house won’t be open forever.”
“Gran I … It’s not my home anymore—”
“Casey Jo Loughlin, yer momma did not raise a fool, and right now, you’re bein’ one!” she shouts into the phone, like she’s at the Kentucky Derby. I knew anything but a yes would get her upset. My last visit, she’d been pretty insistent that I take her up on her offer. Everyone has been handling my parents’ death with kid gloves on. Eventually they’d stop; I just didn’t think they’d wait so long. So here we were.
“Jesus, Gran. Just calm down, please—”
“Now, don’t you take that tone with me, girl. I would give you a good lickin’ if I were there, so you won’t be disrespectin’ me by taking the Lord’s name in vain, you ’ear?”
“Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry, Gran. I just … It’s just too hard,” I spit out.
“Life’s hard, Babygirl, but you got to be brave. Take life by the balls, because I won’t lie, you got some big ones swingin’ right in front of you. I don’t want you goin’ through the rest of yer life regrettin’ you didn’t grab ’em. We all know, Danny and I know, you’ve been dodgin’ ’em.” She goes quiet for a moment, giving me a nice reprieve because all I can see are big hairy balls flying in front of my face, now that she’s brought them up.
“Balls are nice, grab ’em, Babygirl. Not for me or yer parents, God bless ’em, but for yerself. I want you back, and enough is enough,” she says resolutely.
“Can we stop talking about balls, please, I just—”
“What?” she says innocently. “Babygirl, I ain’t gettin’ younger. If you’re afraid of balls, maybe …”
“Nope, stop. Please, just stop.” Big hairy balls are now flashing through my mind, and I wince as I hear my gran whispering something about big balls being nice. Leaning back, I take a few breaths as I stare at the ceiling. I make a mental note that I need find a way to wipe the corners of the dust bunnies collecting. “Babygirl, you there?” “Yes Gran, I’m still here.”
“I mean it, you can’t keep doing this to yourself. They wouldn’t want that.” “But Da—”
“William was a wonderful father, and I know what yer gonna say, but I will tell you, he wouldn’t want this from you.” She pauses, taking several breaths, as if she were running a marathon. I shouldn’t be arguing with her. “Babygirl, he wanted the best for you, but most of all, he wanted you to be happy. Yer father was strict, and I hate talkin’ about people who don’t really know, but he didn’t know better. He loved yer momma and you. Sometimes it came off like he was restrained but, by golly, Babygirl, he wouldn’t want you to hold onto some illusion of perfection. Holdin’ on to the very worst memories you have of ’em.”
Dropping the phone in my lap, I furiously try to wipe away the tears that seem to be falling freely down my face. I can hear my gran’s voice through the phone. She’s going to be upset at herself that she brought up stuff that I don’t want to talk about. She’s my anchor. They all were. I grab the phone, taking a few deep breaths to compose myself. “Gran …” “Are you okay?” she asks worriedly.
“I’m sorry, I just—” “I know, Babygirl. I know.” She sighs. We don’t have to say much; she knows me well enough to understand how this all works.
“Just go to the house. I rented it for you, I talked to Avey, and she agrees this is the best time to go. She said something about students gonna want a place to study soon.”
“I rented the house for you, everything has been taken care of. And if anything, this will be a little vacation, plus maybe some closure you need. You were never at fault, sweetie. You owe it to yerself to take a break. I’m so proud of you. I wish I could’ve been there for the openin’,” she says quietly.
Synopsis TOBY Spending the entire summer with my father wasn’t in my plans. I hated him. I was angry and resentful, and it made me feel out of control.
Until I met her.
Casey is carefree. She lives life to the fullest, without regrets, and to a guy like me, she was hope. We only had the summer, and I knew better than to get wrapped up with her, but I couldn’t help it.
And now? Now, I don’t know how to let her go. CASEY I’d never been in love. At fifteen, my life was filled with books and family expectations. Love was not something I had time for.
And then, he saved me.
Toby is a boy from California, so you would think he’d be easygoing, but he isn’t. He’s the definition of self-control; everything has to be “just so.”
But when we’re together, living each day with reckless abandon, I realize that life is so much more than fairytales within the pages.
I’m pretty sure he’s my soulmate. But what good can possibly come from falling so hard when you’re this young? How can this ever work?
A promise. That’s all we have to hold on to. One. Simple. Promise.
***This novel contains adult/mature young adult situations. It is only suitable for ages 17+ due to language and sexual situations.
Author J. Lum
About the Author Lum resides in the Northern Virginia area. While she calls Virginia home, she is constantly on the go. She’s got a constant case of #Wanderlust; most of the time, you can find her traveling around the world to see her book besties, or checking off her bucket list places. Her second home away from home is Hawaii, where her family is from. The love for the ocean runs through her veins. She also has a love of pugs, unicorns, and anything chocolate. She and coffee have been having a love affair for many years. And, if you don’t find her wandering around the world, she’s more than likely hanging with her pug, Lani.
Today is release day for WHEN LIGHT LEADS TO YOU,the second book in the new adult romantic suspense series, Forget Me Knot, by C.R. Ellis. See below for information the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
WHEN LIGHT LEADS TO YOU (Forget Me Knot#2) by C.R. Ellis
About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited Title: WHEN LIGHT LEADS TO YOU Series: Forget Me Knot #2 Author: C.R. Ellis Release Date: August 1, 2018 Genre: New Adult Romantic Suspense Links:Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU
Synopsis JASMINE Once upon a time, there was a girl who had a crush on a boy. Eventually, they fell in love. They lived happily ever after.
Except they didn’t. Not even close. I’m the girl, but that’s not my story.
Once upon a time, I fell for a boy, but we didn’t have a happily ever after. In fact, we crashed and burned. Which turned out to be for the best because it forced me to grow up and realize the only wedding bells in my future are the ones I orchestrate for clients.
For six years I’ve been perfectly content with meaningless, short-lived flings and running from anything that resembles a real relationship.
That boy? He’s my best friend’s brother, and he’s no longer the boy I fell for—he’s a man I can’t stand. Oh, and he’s also my new neighbor.
DEAN Seemingly overnight, Jasmine Winters went from being my sister’s best friend to being the girl I couldn’t get enough of. But like most good things, it didn’t last.
Things fell apart so suddenly, I’m able to convince myself that summer never happened. At least, I was, until the only distance between us is a hallway instead of a time zone.
Six years ago, I let Jasmine slip through my fingers without an explanation because I was convinced we’d be better off apart. But now that we’re neighbors, our unspoken vow of apathy has unwittingly been shattered. Our exchanges consist of trading insults and icy stare downs. But in-between, I catch glimpses of the way she used to look at me, glimpses of the girl I fell for years ago.
Things are different now, though. This time… I won’t let her walk away without giving me answers.
When Light Leads to You is the second full-length novel of the Forget Me Knot series, but can be read as a standalone. **Due to strong language and the sexy times between these two, this book is recommended to readers ages 18 and up.**
Excerpt Somehow, I didn’t feel an inkling of a hangover. In fact, I wasn’t even sleepy. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness enough to make out Dean’s toned, bulky figure. Studying the gorgeous man next to me was enough to clear the last traces of sleepiness from my brain. I scooted closer to Dean, planning to subtly wake him.
By any means necessary.
My fingers trailed down his abdomen and traced figure eights on the soft skin in the crevice created by the perfect V-shape extending from his boxers.
I leaned into his body and ran my tongue along his neck.
“Did you just lick me?” he asked, his voice groggy as he stirred awake.
“Just checking to see if you taste like seduction, too,” I responded with a grin.
He laughed. “And? What’s the verdict?”
I launched my body on top of his, peppering his neck with quick kisses.
“So…that’s a yes, then?”
“Shut up and kiss me, you cocky idiot,” I said, pressing my hips into his.
“There’s the morning Jasmine charm I was expecting.”
I laughed into our kiss, but it was short-lived when he lifted his hands and cupped my face, holding me in place so he could keep our kiss going. When Dean kissed me, I didn’t see stars. I saw red. I felt colors the same way some people felt sparks. It was a strange way to describe the emotions rushing through me, but it’s the only thing that felt remotely accurate. It was the closest thing to complete happiness I’d ever felt.
Without warning, he moved his hands down and gripped my torso, rolling us over so that he’d be on top of me. “How’re you feeling? How foggy is your memory of last night?” he asked.
“Never felt better. And, drunk or not, my memory’s a steel trap, baby. It’s all there. Are we really doing this?”
“Oh, we’re doing this. Right here, in my bed,” he answered between kisses against my throat.
I chuckled to cover up the shiver his lips sent racing through me. “Well, yeah, I know we’re doing that. But I meant—”
He cut me off with a kiss. “I know what you meant. That answer is the same. We’re doing all of it, Jas. No bullshit. No regrets this time.”
“No regrets,” I echoed.
Dean pushed back on his forearms to pull his knees up and straddle me. I ran my hands over his abs before reaching for my favorite part of him, and he reached for the hem of my shirt, gripping it tightly in both hands.
Instead of pulling it over my head, he swiftly ripped it all the way down the middle until it was wide open.
It was unquestionably the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
Without missing a beat, he dropped down to focus all his attention on my tits. Like he hadn’t just shredded a shirt with his bare hands.
“You…just…ripped your own shirt,” I stated breathily, weaving my fingers through his hair to pull him back. I didn’t even care that I was practically panting. I’d never been more turned on in my life.
“I have others,” he said, leaning forward to trail kisses across my collar bone. “What I don’t have right now is patience.”
About the Author C.R. Ellis is a Texas native who writes contemporary romance novels with plenty of drama and humor, and just enough heat to ignite e-readers and paperbacks everywhere. She can almost always be found attached to her laptop with coffee nearby and her two trusty canine sidekicks by her side. When she’s not writing or plotting, she enjoys going to concerts with her sweet husband, dragging him along to see rom-coms at any theater that serves booze, checking off the next destination on her ever-growing travel bucket list, and trying new recipes.
Her passion for writing stems from her lifelong love of reading, and she often binge-reads entire books in a day. She’s an unapologetic book hoarder, and her paperback collection is rivaled only by her massive shoe collection.
Today is release day for DRY SPELL, the first book in the adult contemporary romance series, Sweet Escape, by Mia London and Susan Sheehey. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on their giveaway.
DRY SPELL (Sweet Escape #1) by Mia London and Susan Sheehey
Synopsis She believes in success. He believes in a carefree lifestyle.
Driven and work-obsessed, Samantha Callahan’s specialty is conquering a man’s world. With her next promotion within grasp, the one thing she lacks may be the very thing that gives her the edge she needs. A well-deserved vacation with her best friends may be overdue, but nothing will stand in the way of her success. Not even the gorgeous, unambitious surfer boy next door.
Beach hottie Chase Bradshaw ditched corporate America to follow his dreams of the stress-free salt life. When Sam walks onto his beach, he can practically see the uptight personality oozing from her pores. The woman desperately needs something other than work to keep her up at night. He’s just the man to coax the vixen out of her.
Lucky for her, Chase just happens to surf as well as he sizzles in the bedroom.
Excerpt “You’ve burnt the burgers.” Liddy scowled over Jordan’s shoulder as she cooked the meat on the grill.
“No, I didn’t. They’re well-done.”
“More like hockey pucks.” Sam set the plates of potato salad and fruit on the patio table. “Please, tell me that wasn’t all the beef we bought.”
“No,” she replied as she lifted one on her spatula. “This one here is okay.”
Sam peered over Jordan’s arm. The third burger she referenced wasn’t quite as black as the other two. But still not acceptable by her standards.
“How many patties do we have left? We need to start over.”
Jordan huffed, and switched off the burners. “Fine. Don’t touch anything, and I’ll fix this.” She sprinted over, and knocked on Chase’s back door.
Sam stared at the burned beef. Eat overcooked burgers, or face him again?
Before she had time to process her preference, Jordan returned with Chase in tow. Freshly showered from his morning yard work, and dressed in a pair of cargo shorts and a gray T-shirt, not to mention that delectable smile.
“Jordan tells me you need help with some meat.”
Liddy snorted. Jordan giggled.
Sam met his smirk head on. “Jordan doesn’t know how to handle prime beef.”
That made his grin widen, and even brought a small blush to his cheeks. “What a shame. Mind if I . . . ?”
“Only if you agree to stay for lunch.” Jordan gave Sam a discreet smile.
“How can I refuse an invitation from three women in distress?”
She’s been reading fiction for years and finally decided that the images and scenes floating around in her head needed to make it to paper.
She’s a huge fan of romance, highly optimistic, and wildly faithful to the HEA (happily ever after). She’s inspired by most anything around her. And her biggest obstacle is not having enough time to get it all down on paper (or my computer, as the case may be).
Her goal is create a fantasy you will enjoy with characters you could love.
She lives in Texas with her attentive, loving, super-model husband, and her perfectly behaved, brilliant children. Her produce never wilts, there are no weeds in her flowerbeds, and chocolate is her favorite food group. And then she wakes up.
About Susan Sheehey Susan Sheehey writes contemporary romance, romantic suspense and women’s fiction. The Knights of Texas series (contemporary romance novellas) is available on Kindle. The Royals of Solana series (romantic suspense & adventure) is available on all e-retailers and in paperback, along with her contemporary romance standalone, Audrey’s Promise. Water plays a crucial element in all of her novels, and she’s a strong advocate for Autism Awareness. She tried to give up Diet Coke, and it didn’t take. When not writing, she’s chasing after her two children, and being pampered by her husband in Texas.
Today is release day for THE PROTECTOR, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romantic suspense series, Games People Play, by HelenKay Dimon. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.
THE PROTECTOR (Games People Play #4) by HelenKay Dimon
Synopsis Salvation, Pennsylvania. The commune located in the small town was advertised as a modern Utopia: a place to live, share, and learn with other like-minded young people. Cate Pendleton’s sister was one of them. Now she’s dead—and Cate won’t rest until she finds out who killed her. Stonewalled at every turn, she approaches a DC Fixer for help and ends up with Damon Knox, a mysterious man with a secretive past. But Cate soon discovers that she not only needs Damon, she wants him, which isn’t good—for the attraction brewing between them will only lead to complications that can turn into danger . . .
Damon has tried to erase the hellish memories and the evil that happened in Salvation ever since he left a long time ago. Still, he can’t turn his back on Cate. As Damon works with Cate to uncover her sister’s killer, he finds himself drawn to her more and more. But how will she feel about him when she learns about his connection to the place?
Joining forces to uncover the truth, they must stay one step ahead of a cunning killer who’s bent on not being exposed..
Excerpt Cate Pendleton dumped her grocery bags on the kitchen counter and glanced around the living room area of her small one-bedroom condo. Flattened pillows. Magazines spread across the coffee table. A blanket in a ball on the floor from where it slipped off her last night while she watched television. The remote stuffed between cushions.
Everything was exactly where she left it when she took off on her store run an hour ago. But something struck her as off. She felt it rather than saw it. A violation of her scared space. A lingering menace. The sensation of unknown hands skimming over her things. A shiver skated through her at the thought.
With her keys sticking between her fingers like a weapon, she walked around the condo, peeking in the closet and looking inside the bedroom. The journey ended back here she started. She approached the couch nice and slow. She listened for footsteps, but the only sound came from the hiss of her clunky, usually-malfunctioning icemaker.
She leaned toward the cushions, just a bit, and sniffed. There it was. Aftershave. Faint, but present. Since a man hadn’t been in the condo for weeks the smell was out of place. And this was not the first time this had happened. She came home two days ago to the same scent. A mix of musk and orange. The last time it happened in the evening. This time in the morning.
On that first day, she found her patio door unlocked. Living in a city, she didn’t take her personal safety for granted. Being two floors up, tucked behind rows of government buildings and a few blocks back from the National Air and Space Museum in downtown Washington, D.C., she kept her guard up. The neighborhood served as home to many congressional staffers. Traffic, both human and the car variety, moved in a steady beat. But she knew better than to assume everything was fine. She locked her doors. All of them and all the time, but someone got in.
A punch of awareness moved though her as she brushed her fingertips over the arm of the chair. The idea of someone snooping through her stuff, standing in her space, made her gag. Last time nothing was stolen, so she skipped calling the police with that fear. Wrote the whole thing off as faulty memory. She knew something strange had happened, but she blocked it and pretended otherwise. But this was different. From the first whiff of that cologne, the trembling started deep down in her stomach, spun up to her head and would not stop.
She forced her mind to focus. Someone kept getting in without leave much of a trail. They didn’t stick around, and for that she was grateful. Nothing stolen. Not obviously, anyway.
Her sister. That’s what this had to be about. Cate thought back to the last six weeks and all the ground she’d covered. She poked around, asked uncomfortable questions and clearly upset someone. She got too close, which was exactly her plan. Maybe she uncovered some piece of information she hadn’t realized yet. But she would.
If someone broke in thinking they’d figure out her strategy or grab every lead she’d collected, they miscalculated. No way would she make it that easy for anyone to destroy her work or derail her.
After the first time this happened, she called the police but that led nowhere. A second call likely would end the same way. They would ignore her, write her off as the crazy one with the dead sister. Add to that her complaint wouldn’t pinpoint any clear evidence. This was about a sense of a presence, of being spooked, and she would become the new lunchtime story for the officers.
But she knew. He had been there. He or she. The person knew how to get in and was playing with her. The next time she might come home too soon.
Despite her worries and the downsides, she picked up the phone and dialed the one person who might be able to help her, the mysterious D.C. fixer. The guy no one ever saw who went by one name – Wren.
About the Author HelenKay Dimon spent the years before becoming a romance author as a…divorce attorney. Not the usual transition, she knows. Good news is she now writes full time and is much happier. She has sold over forty novels and novellas to numerous publishers, including HarperCollins, Kensington, Harlequin, Penguin Random House, Riptide and Carina Press. Her nationally bestselling and award-winning books have been showcased in numerous venues and her books have twice been named “Red-Hot Reads” and excerpted in Cosmopolitan magazine. She is on the Board of Directors of the Romance Writers of America and teaches fiction writing at UC San Diego and MiraCosta College. You can learn more at her website: www.HelenKaydimon.com.
Award-winning author, Jenna Sutton, is re-releasing her adult contemporary sports romance series, Riley O’Brien & Co., with new covers and a new lower price. See below for the all-newcovers, information on the books, and buy links.
ALL THE RIGHT PLACES ( Riley O’Brien & Co. #1) by Jenna Sutton
Synopsis Amelia Winger is a small-town girl with big dreams of becoming a successful designer. So when she gets a gig designing accessories for denim empire Riley O’Brien & Co., it’s a dream come true. Amelia can handle the demanding job, but she isn’t quite prepared for sexy CEO Quinn O’Brien. She’s doing her best to keep things professional, but the attraction sparking between them makes it personal. And so does the secret project she’s working on behind his back…
Quinn’s not interested in the new accessories, but he is interested in the woman designing them. Amelia is smart, sexy, and talented, and he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about her since they met. Mixing business and pleasure isn’t wise, but that doesn’t stop him from coming up with excuses to spend time with her. He thinks he understands the risk he’s taking when he gets involved with Amelia. But he doesn’t know he’s risking a lot more than his heart.
COMING APART AT THE SEAMS ( Riley O’Brien & Co. #2) by Jenna Sutton
Synopsis From the author of All the Right Places, a sweet and sexy romance about finding the right words and the perfect fit…
Love can take some time to break in…
Teagan O’Brien, heiress to the Riley O’Brien & Co. denim empire, is anything but a spoiled rich girl. She’s worked hard to secure her place in the family business and can hold her own, in and out of the office. Only one man has ever been able to get under her skin—sexy football star Nick Priest. Years ago they crossed the line from friends to lovers, but he left her heartbroken. Since then, she’s been determined to keep him at arm’s length—no matter how tempting he looks in his jeans…
Nick has fortune, fame, and looks that make most women hot and bothered. But he doesn’t have the woman he really wants. He knows he screwed up when he walked away from Teagan, and now that he has a second chance, he’ll do whatever it takes to win her over—no matter how tongue-tied he gets..
HANGING BY A THREAD ( Riley O’Brien & Co. #3) by Jenna Sutton
Synopsis Third in the “sweet and sumptuous”* romance series from the author of Coming Apart at the Seams…
Thirty-year-old Bebe Banerjee is desperate to get rid of two things: her fiancé and her virginity. Escaping her arranged marriage might be impossible, but she refuses to give her firsts to an entitled jerk who lives on another continent. Instead, she devises a plan that guarantees another man will get her momentous firsts. But she never imagined that man would be Cal O’Brien, the gorgeous heir to the Riley O’Brien & Co. denim empire…
Although Cal has always been fascinated by Bebe’s brilliant mind and beautiful eyes, he’s never pursued her. She can’t stand the sight of him, and every time they’re in the same room, they end up trading insults. Yet when he finds out about Bebe’s bold plan, he makes his move, unaware of her upcoming nuptials. He promises to make her firsts unforgettable, but he doesn’t know how hard it will be to forget her when their arrangement ends.
FOREVER IN BLUE JEANS ( Riley O’Brien & Co. #2) by Jenna Sutton
Synopsis Get to know the men and women of Riley O’Brien & Co., the nation’s oldest designer and manufacturer of blue jeans. This trio of sexy, steamy novellas will make you unraveled and wish you were unzipped…
THE PERFECT FIT
After a devastating IED attack ended Zeke May’s Army career, he found the perfect civilian job with denim empire Riley O’Brien & Co. Now he needs to find the perfect roommate.
Fresh out of veterinary school, Margo Lange is excited to join one of the best animal clinics in San Francisco. But she can’t afford to live in the city alone. Fortunately, Zeke’s place is the perfect price for her budget.
How long will it take for Zeke and Margo to realize they’re the perfect fit for each other?
A KICK IN THE PANTS
Jake Lilliard has always been a gambling man. Now he’s ready to take the biggest risk of all: acting on his feelings for Kyla Andrews. As a trainee in his department at Riley O’Brien & Co., she’s off limits. But the countdown until she moves on to another job has begun…
Kyla doesn’t take risks with her job or her heart, and she doesn’t want to be a cliché – the foolish woman who falls for her sexy boss. Yet, Jake is everything she wants, and it’s impossible to resist him.
Will their gamble pay off or will Jake’s past ruin any hope of a future with Kyla?
WILL NEVER FADE
For Phoebe Werner, the management trainee program at Riley O’Brien & Co. represents a new beginning. She never expects to run into Garrett Gale again. The handsome hotelier is the only man she wants… and a reminder of what she can never have.
Years ago, Garrett enjoyed one memorable night with Phoebe before she disappeared without a word. He tried to forget her, but fate has brought her back into his life and his bed.
With Phoebe’s fears threatening to ruin their chance at happiness, can Garrett convince her that their feelings for each other will never fade?
Author Jenna Sutton
About the Author Jenna Sutton is a former award-winning journalist who traded fact for fiction when she began writing novels. Surprisingly, the research she conducted for her articles provided a lot of inspiration for her books. She’s the author of the Riley O’Brien & Co. romances and the new Trinity Distillery series. Although Jenna calls Texas home, more often than not, she’s somewhere else. Her love’s job takes him all over the country, and she tags along, just like a groupie follows her favorite band.
Today is release day for HAYDEN , the second book in the new adult contemporary romance/romantic suspense series, Four Sons, by J.D. Hollyfield. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and details on their giveaway.
HAYDEN (Four Sons #2) by J.D. Hollyfield
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Title: HAYDEN Series: Four Sons #2 Authors: J.D. Hollyfield Release Date: July 27, 2018 Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU
Synopsis I am a hothead, a wild card, and a son to a murdered man.
I crave things I can’t have and don’t want the things I can. Now I’m left to pick up the pieces—stitch our family back together with a damaged thread. This isn’t the life I envisioned. And to make matters worse, the women in our lives are testing the strength of our brotherhood.
My name is Hayden Pearson. I am the eldest—a protective, but vindictive son. People may think I’m too young to fill our father’s shoes, but it won’t stop me from proving them all wrong.
First came the Four Fathers. Now it’s time for the Four Sons. Nixon by Ker Dukey Hayden by J.D. Hollyfield Brock by Dani René Camden by K Webster
**This series should be read in order to understand the plot.**.
About the Author J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer by day and superhero by night. When she’s not cooking, event planning, or spending time with her family, she’s relaxing with her nose stuck in a book. With her love for romance, and her head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own stories to life. Living in the Midwest, she’s currently at work on blowing the minds of readers, with the additions of her new books and series, along with her charm, humor and HEA’s.
J.D. Hollyfield dapples in all genres, from romantic comedy, contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, fantasy and erotica! Want to know more! Follow her on all platforms!
Today is release day for MOORE THAN A FEELING, a companion novel to the adult contemporary romance series, Needing Moore, by USA Today bestselling author, Julie A. Richman, releasing July 27, 2018. See below for information on the book, buy links, and an exclusive excerpt.
MOORE THAN A FEELING (Needing Moore) by Julie A. Richman
Synopsis “Holly and Aiden broke up? Seriously? No way. Not those two.”
Dumped. No, not only dumped. Blindsided and dumped.
I thought that Aiden McManus was my forever, my soulmate. That was until he told me he was still in love with his ex. I didn’t want to believe him. So, I convinced myself that our break-up was because of his upcoming deployment, and not because he didn’t love me. Believing that, helped me get through those first months.
But after a while, I realized I just might be lying to myself. And it was time to move on…
So, I moved on. Or tried to move on, anyway. But that didn’t work out so well for me, either. And it practically got me disowned from my family. After that, I finally started to get my life back together, I had everything back under control…Or so I thought.
Until I found out Aiden was back
And now he’s everywhere I turn, Still pushing me away, telling me he doesn’t want me. But every time he calls me Angel or reaches out to touch my cheek,I know what he’s not admitting to himself – He still loves me.
And I’m going to prove it to him.
Excerpt “Busted,” he whispered in her ear, coming up from behind, just as Holly sent a text to Mia saying, Anything?
Sticking her phone into the back pocket of her worn jeans shorts, Holly smiled at Jenna’s very handsome older brother, Pierce. Man buns were not usually her thing, and pulling one off was reserved for seriously hot men, but this guy totally rocked it. With a casual, laid-back vibe, a few days’ scruff, a very colorful full-sleeve of ink on his left arm, and hazel eyes that leaned more toward green than brown, rimmed in enviably long, dark lashes, this man was hard not to notice.
Holly immediately felt eyes on them — from everywhere. The glare of all the other single women at the party felt like an undertow of bitchy female energy, making Holly feel more alone than she already did. Alone in a crowd was not an alien feeling to her, though it would probably surprise most people. It generally took Holly a long time to find her crowd, and it typically wasn’t what people might expect her to gravitate toward.
“It’s a party. You gotta mingle.” His accent was thick New York. He took a swig of his beer. “Or I could just keep you to myself,” he flirted.
Feeling self-conscious, she changed the subject to neutral ground. “This is my first time in Carroll Gardens. I’ve been in Brooklyn a bunch of times, mostly in the Heights. We have a close family friend there, but I’ve never walked this far down. I love all these brownstones, and the outdoor space your sister has is amazing. Do you live nearby?” She was rambling, and she wasn’t sure if it was because she was so uncomfortable or because he was so good-looking.
Jenna’s ground-level-floor-thru apartment had exclusive use of the small rectangular yard, which held enough space for a grill and fifteen guests. At the very back of the yard she had a plastic blow-up kiddie pool filled with water. Holly wondered if, as the afternoon heat and humidity climbed, the party-goers would be stepping in to cool themselves off.
Taking a swig from his beer bottle, Pierce shared, “Not too far. I’m in the Slope. No private backyard, but I’m not too far from Prospect Park.”
“That must be nice.” Trying hard to stay in the moment, Holly searched her brain for something to say to this handsome, seemingly nice guy, and her mind just blanked out.
“So, let me ask you a question,” he began, filling in the silence. “My sister tells me you’re not involved with anyone. How is that possible?”
Holly smiled, Pierce had obviously been inquiring about her. New Yorkers were so direct. That had initially taken some getting used to, but it was actually refreshing, and moved things from superficial to real at warp speed, and that was something she liked. “Bad break-up. Still recuperating.”
“Is he fucking nuts?” Pierce took another swig.
Watching his throat muscles and Adam’s apple in motion was oddly erotic. Maybe it’s the sheen of sweat covering them, Holly thought, followed immediately by the memory of Aiden’s salty skin waking the taste buds on her tongue.
“I’ll volunteer to be your transition guy,” offered Pierce with a smile.
“Thanks. Appreciate the offer, but you’re a little late to the party.” Holly laughed.
“Well, he’s not here, what happened to that guy?” Pierce was persistent.
Reaching out and taking the beer from his hands, Holly took a swig. “I think we’re going to need some Jack for that story.”
“You, I like.” He laughed. “I don’t think my sister’s got any, but there’s a liquor store up on Court Street, we can take a walk up there and get a bottle.”
“Let’s do it.” Holly wanted to get away from the stare of female eyes that were taking on an increasingly hostile glare, especially those of a brunette who was going to regret her dark microbladed eyebrows when, in a few years, she looked back at pictures of herself.
As they walked down Second Place, Holly asked, “So, what’s with you and the lady in the revealing pink halter.”
Pierce started to laugh and began to cough. “Holly, that ain’t no lady.”
“No? Now I’m intrigued. I’ll bet you have a lot better stories than I have.”
“I don’t know how she got an invite today. She’s my version of a stalker.”
“Did you deserve it?”
He thought for a moment. “Yeah, probably.”
“Yeah, I couldn’t pull out fast enough.”
Holly’s eyes widened, as she looked at him, the front of her sandal catching on the uneven sidewalk. Reaching out and catching her shoulder, Pierce steadied her.
“Oh shit, that didn’t come out the way I wanted it to.”
Author Julie A. Richman
About the Author USA TODAY Bestselling author Julie A. Richman is a native New Yorker living deep in the heart of Texas, home to great music, BBQ, and awesome Tex-Mex. An award-winning nature photographer plagued with insatiable wanderlust, Julie spent many years scratching the travel itch while helping non-profit organizations and corporations with their marketing and advertising programs.
Currently, Julie has published Searching for Moore, Moore to Lose, Moore than Forever, Bad Son Rising, Needing Moore:The Complete Series, Henry’s End, Slave to Love, The Do-Over and Love on the Edge of Time. She has works included in Pink Shades of Words 2014 & 2015, Tempting Fate Boxed Set, Intense Boxed Set, Intense 2 Boxed Set and the Cocktales Anthology.
Today is release day for BEGIN WITH YOU, the first book in the adult contemporary romance duet, Chaotic Love, by award-winning, international bestselling author, Claudia Burgoa. See below for information on the book and buy links. You can currently pick up the ebook for just .99 cents until July 27.
BEGIN WITH YOU (Chaotic Love Duet #1) by Claudia Burgoa
Synopsis From the outside, Abby’s life looks like a fairytale.
Loving family, wealthy lifestyle, education at a prestigious university. The truth? She’s barely managing to survive. Few know the nightmare she lived before she was adopted. And no one knows the secret agony that still haunts her nightmares.
With a degree from Berkeley, she could have gone anywhere, but she’s back in Colorado. Not for a fresh start—fresh starts are only an illusion—but for Wes Ahern. Her protector, who throws around words like “therapy” and “talk to me.” Her brother in every way but blood. The one man she wishes could be so much more.
Maybe, just this once, she can stop running from her demons.
But does she dare let Wes see inside the darkest closets of her pain…or will love be the biggest mistake of her life?
An inspirational and emotional contemporary romance Begin with You is a heartbreaking tale of fresh starts and old wounds. This jarring and dark novel will leave readers at the edge of their seats. This is part one of a duet, thus containing a cliffhanger that leads into the next installment. It contains references to childhood trauma, kidnapping, and PTSD..
Author Claudia Burgoa
About the Author Claudia is an award-winning, international bestselling author. She lives in Colorado working for a small IT company, managing her household filled with three confused dogs, two daughters wrought with fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. And a wonderful husband who shares her love for all things geek. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.