Nikki Sloane has revealed the cover for The Architect!
Releasing: January 26, 2021
On the surface, my new boyfriend is a stiff, buttoned-up architect. He plans every detail of his life while carefully maintaining the walls he’s built around his heart. But when the biggest project of his career pulls him away, Clay’s solution is both temporary and unconventional. It even comes with a name–Travis.
This handsome stranger is sweet and thoughtful. He’s only meant to be a stand-in, to fulfill my sexual needs under Clay’s watchful direction, yet these two men couldn’t be more different. The one thing they share? Well, I guess that would be me.
One gets off on my pain, the other on my pleasure, and it awakens a desire none of us knew existed. But it can’t last.
USA Today bestselling author Nikki Sloane landed in graphic design after her careers as a waitress, a screenwriter, and a ballroom dance instructor fell through. For eight years she worked for a design firm in that extremely tall, black, and tiered building in Chicago that went through an unfortunate name change during her time there.
Reclaim, an all-new intense and heart-wrenching romance from USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez is available now!
Choices. Everyone makes them. From mundane to unimaginable, one choice can change the trajectory of your entire life.
My mother’s choice was to abandon us with our abusive father. My brother’s choice was to go to prison for killing the boy who assaulted his soulmate. Camden Cole’s choice was to fall in love with a shattered girl who had absolutely nothing to offer him but heartbreak.
It was one summer beneath the trees, but with Camden, I had a place where I belonged. A friend who was always waiting for me. A boy who I caught staring at me more often than not.
He was mine, but when the world closed in and secrets exploded all around us, it was my choice to let him go.
Choices. Everyone makes them. But mine would ruin us all.
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He wedged his large body beside me in the bed. On his side, he draped one arm across my middle, curling his other under his head.
I watched him out of the corner of my eye, completely unsure if I was supposed to cuddle into him or what the hell we were doing.
“This okay?” he asked. “You comfortable?”
I was a lot of things. Confused. Lost. Overwhelmed by guilt.
But because it was Camden, comfortable was one of those things too.
As an answer, I rolled toward him and buried my face in his broad chest.
His whole body sagged as he began stroking the back of my hair. “Nora. Nora. Nora.”
In a way, Camden and I were strangers, but as his heart played in my ear, I felt two puzzle pieces clicking into place. A calm washed over me. The dark cloud of my betrayals still existed outside of Camden’s embrace; it just didn’t seem so ominous anymore. He knew all the dirty and broken parts of me and still came back, holding me as though he could keep me together.
Sliding an arm around his back, I curled in close, shifting to tangle my legs with his. “I’m tired, Cam.”
“I know,” he whispered, hugging me tight.
“No, you don’t. Nobody understands. I’m a disease who infects everyone who gets close to me.” My breathing shuddered. “It hurts. Everything hurts.”
“Do you remember our first summer together when a grasshopper got into the container where we held the extra worms? You screamed so loud when you opened that thing and it came flying out like a bat out of hell. It got on your shirt and then hung on for dear life. With all the racket you were making, the damn thing had to have been terrified, but he never jumped off. I had to peel it off your shirt, one leg at a time.”
I gagged at the memory. “Thanks for reminding me of that. Awesome timing.”
He chuckled and pressed his lips to the top of my head. “I’m the grasshopper clinging to your shirt, Nora.”
Now, if that wasn’t some good old classic Camden Cole rambling, I had no idea what was.
I tilted my head back, resting my chin on his pec, and peered up at him. “You do realize I have no idea what you’re talking about, right?”
My cold, hollow chest filled with a warmth I hadn’t felt in years when he grinned down at me.
“I genuinely thought you’d find your way back to me. A phone call. A visit. Anything. But as time passed and I got older, I realized I fell in love with a girl who had no idea how to be loved.”
My stomach wrenched, and emotion made my vision swim. “Camden, I—”
“No, just let me talk. Hear me out.” He tucked a stray hair behind my ear and let his thumb linger at my cheek, sweeping back and forth. “I know you love me, Nora. It’s flashed in your eyes every time you’ve seen me since we were kids. It’s like every light in the house suddenly comes on, but it terrifies you, so you spend the whole time we’re together running around, turning them all off, convincing yourself that you don’t deserve for people to love you back. But we still do it. Joe loves you. Thea loves you. Ramsey loves you. I’ll always love you.”
About Aly Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her husband and four young children. Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys cheap wine, mystery leggings, and olives. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person. She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a super-sized tumbler of wine by her side.
RELEASE BLITZ Title: Spartan Series: Iron Kings MC #2 Author: Franca Storm Genre: MC Romance Release Date: November 18, 2020 BLURB
A king to hardened, dangerous men. I’m the President of the Iron Kings MC. Their rock-solid leader. A tried and tested warrior. I don’t bend. I don’t break. I don’t lose it. But something’s pushing me to my limit. He’s still out there, the psycho who took everything from me. Vengeance is burning through my veins. I can’t move forward. I can’t let it go.
Then she wedges herself into my life. The feisty blonde, all toughness and attitude. She calls to me, distracting me from my mission and easing my rage.
But I destroy anything I touch. The women who get too close end up dead. I can’t let it happen again. There’s no room for love anyway while I’m holding onto so much hate.
I pushed out of the locker room and made a sharp right for the bathroom, shoving open the heavy door and strolling inside… right into a half-naked body.
I inadvertently dropped my bag in my shock. As I tried to reach for it, I tripped on the handle and lost my balance, smacking right into the wall of hard, inked, rippling muscle in front of me.
It was like some kind of clichéd meet-cute scenario ripped from a cheesy rom-com. Except I was already very familiar with Scott “Spartan” Tate. Now, with my body squished up against his half-naked body, intimately familiar.
“Uh… sorry,” I mumbled, feeling my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
I pressed my hand to his chest for leverage to push myself off him.
A rumbling chuckle came from him as I steadied myself and stepped back, averting my eyes quickly.
Was he seriously laughing at me? Agitation transcended my embarrassment and I found myself yelling, “Why the hell didn’t you lock the door?”
“Lock’s broken,” he answered simply. “Why didn’t you knock?”
“I was in a rush.”
“You gotta be more careful.”
My gaze shot to his. Was that a start of a lecture?
He went on, “The guys here ain’t safe for you. Some of them have got their eye on you. What if it weren’t me in here right now?”
Okay, that was actually really sweet.
It had me softening and forgetting about my need to save face through being harsh and dismissive. My go-to basically when I felt ill at ease.
Spartan didn’t deserve that.
I nodded. “Okay, yeah.”
He smiled then slipped his fingers into the waistband of his sweatpants, starting to pull them down.
“What are you doing?”
“Right now? In front of me?” I shot a glance over my shoulder. “With the door open?”
He shrugged. “Ain’t got nothing to hide.”
I tutted and turned and walked to the door, closing it.
When I turned back around, my breath caught in my throat at the unbelievable sight before me.
His pants were pooled on the floor at his feet and he stood there rifling through his duffel bag completely naked. Even more startling than that was the fact that his dick was hard, raging even. Two studs glistened in the head.
Holy hell, he was magnificent.
Sculpted muscle everywhere. Built like a frigging Viking warrior of old. Ink covered his right shoulder and stretched around and down to his chest. There was another tattoo on his upper back, as well as the crest of the Iron Kings MC on his inner forearm, a skull with wings and crown on what looked like a motorcycle. I was a sucker for men with tattoos.
Everything about Spartan was perfection, even his dirty-blond hair was styled all sexy, short and cropped on the sides but wild on top. He had several piercings in both ears, a hoop hanging from his left eyebrow and a stud in his nose. His eyes were a uniform shade of slate-gray, no break in the color, just purely that. The thick stubble over his jaw had replaced his normal clean-shaven appearance.
It was weird being up so close and personal with him today. I hadn’t seen him for a while, because, right after a rumored war between his club and the formerly notorious Rogue Riders MC, he’d disappeared, hiding out in his clubhouse, according to the talk around the nosy town of Ridgefield.
“You gonna join me, or what?” he asked.
I jolted, my eyes snapping back to his face. Talk about being caught out. He smirked slyly, letting me know that he’d caught me checking him out.
“Are you gonna get changed?”
Oh, right. That’s what he’d meant. Get a grip, Dani!
“I’m fine if you just wanna keep drooling over my cock instead.”
Oh God. This whole situation was mortifying. I couldn’t actually believe he’d just said that. It was so brazen. No, that didn’t even cover it. I didn’t know what the hell to say to that. I ended up stumbling over my words, mumbling, “I… just put it away.”
“Yes, I’m sure. God!” I turned away and muttered over my shoulder. “And why is it—why are you—hard?”
“Some smoking-hot babe had her hands on me, offering herself up for a good fucking.”
I stilled at his words. “Oh.”
I’d had that much of an impact on him? Just that brief touch had gotten him that worked up?
“Surprised you ain’t jumped me yet. Just the two of us in here, me already naked, you all worked up. What’s stopping you? All this shyness and shit ain’t the message you were sending my way a few minutes ago. Hell, it ain’t what you been sending me since I known you.”
I cringed. I was messing it up big time. This was not how I’d imagined it going with him.
I was supposed to be the one leading the charge. I knew he was gun-shy. Everybody in town was familiar with his tragic story. So, I’d always been the one to ease things along, to initiate our banter, our flirting, all of it.
And I liked it that way.
Being in control of it, of what happened or didn’t happen, made me feel… safe.
After everything that’d happened to me, I had to operate that way.
Marie James is a USA Today Bestselling Author of contemporary romance. She’s book boyfriend crazy, the mother of two rowdy boys, and a wife of 15+ years. She’s obsessed with tacos, otters, and FunCo Pops figures. Born, raised, and still living in central Texas, Marie spends most of her time locked away writing and reading.
Once upon a time, the Vlasta Vipers hockey team was so incredible — on and off the ice — they were almost mythical.
Back then, they were the undefeated conquerors of the rink.
Coveted prizes for Puck Bunnies.
Their reputation was ironclad until the wrong skates landed on the wrong feet.
Wanted titles suddenly became dreams instead of reality, while the spotlight only seemed to capture their continued failures.
Puck Bunnies…well, they never stopped treasuring that particular stick no matter what the rankings were.
It took several years, a new no nonsense head coach, and a group of players willing to work harder than they could even comprehend to grab back the notoriety.
But they did.
And just because it’s summer doesn’t mean the city is done watching or caring about them.
Hugo Rhinehart, the team’s most famous defenseman – due to his enormous size and impressively stoic nature – is very aware of this, thanks to tickets to see him play in the volunteer league being repeatedly sold out.
As long as the attention is focused on his performance and not who he’s sleeping with, he’ll be fine.
As long as the crowd is more concerned about his hockey crew’s off-season shenanigans and not about the overdramatic ones of his best friend-turned boyfriend, he’ll cope.
As long as the gossip is about who he physically hurt in his jersey and not who’s emotionally hurting him, he’ll survive.
Will this big burly defenseman be able to defend his hard-earned position in both sports and romance, or will he have to give up the love of the game to keep the love of his life?
About the Author: Xavier Neal is a best-selling romance author who enjoys hopping from sub genre to sub genre like a game of Hopscotch she can’t resist.
In between writing, she loves to read (everything from romance to self improvement books), watch movies (old and new), eat too much Tex-Mex (her Chuy’s t-shirt collection is out of control), and watch AHL hockey games LIVE (preferably against the glass whenever possible).
She currently resides happily in Texas with her bearded husband “Lumberjack”.
COVER REVEAL Title: This Much Is True Author: Tia Louise Genre: Single Dad/Opposites Attract Romance Ebook Cover Design: Lori Jackson Designs Paperback Cover Design: Shanoff Formats Photo: Wander Aguiar Model: Lucas Loyola Release Date: December 14, 2020 BLURB
A smart and sexy romance about a grumpy single dad on a mission of revenge, and the girl he can’t leave behind by USA Today bestselling author Tia Louise.
I blame the alcohol. I lost my restaurant business, was forced to sell my dad’s cherished 1967 Chevy Impala, and I got a little drunk. Now I’m waking up with the hottest, angriest guy I’ve ever seen, speeding down the highway like a bat out of hell. Ice-blue eyes hit mine with stomach-clenching force… and he swerves onto the shoulder, ready to kick me out. Needless to say, our romance doesn’t start out sweet.
Two years ago, I hugged my little boy goodbye and told him I’d be right back. Next thing I knew, I was arrested and sent to prison for a crime I didn’t commit. Until they let me out early…
Now I’m headed home to confront the man who put me away. A lie put me behind bars, and I’m ready to find the truth. I don’t have time for a sexy girl with pale blonde hair and bright blue eyes stowed away on the backseat of my new car. My mission is to get my son back and clear my name. Love is not on the agenda. It never is, though, is it?
(THIS MUCH IS TRUE is a single-dad, opposites attract, STAND-ALONE romance. No cheating. No cliffhangers.)
Releasing December 14 and narrated by Jason Clarke & Stephanie Brentmoor!
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Tia Louise is the USA TODAY best-selling, award-winning author of super-hot and sexy romances. All her heroes are alphas with hearts of gold, and all her heroines are the smart, sassy ladies who love them.
The Revenge Pact kicks off an all-new series, The Kings of Football, with an enemies to lovers standalone romance from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills, coming December 4th, and we have the incredible cover!
River Tate is a god on campus. The king of football. A tattooed bad boy with gunmetal eyes that see right through you. The only chink in his armor is her, the girl he pretends doesn’t exist, the forbidden one with the shy smile and lavender hair.
Anastasia Bailey is a nobody. The queen of nothing. An outsider with the face of an angel and a body made for sin. The only chink in her armor is him, her boyfriend’s frat brother, the football player who hates her.
But when Anastasia’s life crashes down, River’s the one who sweeps in and picks up the pieces. Torn between loyalty, lies, and secrets, he battles the temptation to take everything from her when they make their revenge pact.
He can’t tell her no. Because revenge (or love) is sweet, and once you get a taste, the craving never ends.
About Ilsa Madden-Mills Wall Street Journal, New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills is best known for her angsty new adult romances and romantic comedies.
Eight of her eleven novels have placed in the Amazon Top 10 Best-seller List: Dirty English #1; Fake Fiancée and I Dare You #2; I Bet You, Filthy English, and Very Bad Things #6; Boyfriend Bargain #8; The Last Guy, her collaboration with Tia Louise, #4.
A former high school English teacher, she adores all things Pride and Prejudice, and of course, Mr. Darcy is her ultimate hero.
She’s addicted to frothy coffee beverages, cheesy magnets, and any book featuring unicorns and sword-wielding females. Feel free to stalk her online.
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Best-selling authors Ilsa Madden-Mills, Meghan Quinn and Adriana Locke,deliver three stand-alone romances about college football players finding true love while on the verge of losing everything.
THE ROMANTIC PACT by Meghan Quinn
Release Date: December 10th
Synopsis: I haven’t seen her in three years.
I haven’t talked to her since the kiss.
So why am I on a plane, flying across the world to spend a week with her in Germany?
One word: Pops.
My life’s a mess. My possible football career is hanging on by a thread. I’m driving the roads of Germany in honor of Pops with the one girl I can never have. And I’m sharing a bed with her, the girl I’ve measured everyone else up to, while desperately trying to not to touch her.
We made a pact growing up, never to get romantic with each other – never fall in love.
The first time I saw Hamilton, he was balls deep in one of the bridesmaids at my mother’s wedding.
He was lethal. Handsome. Cruel. Twisted.
I was drawn to him like fists to glass. We had an angry sort of relationship. There was nothing kind about the broken man that stole my heart and crushed it in his fist. He was all sharp edges. One touch could ruin me. One kiss could end our happy little family.
When my mother married Joseph Beauregard, son of the governor of Connecticut, I never imagined I’d fall in love with my stepfather’s younger brother. I never imagined I’d uncover the truth about his family’s bloody legacy.
Hamilton escaped with scars to his name and a ruined reputation. And now? I wanted out, too. I guess the scandal of our relationship was the least of our family’s problems.
Coralee June is an international bestselling romance writer who enjoys engaging projects and developing real, raw, and relatable characters. She is an English major from Texas State University and has had an intense interest in literature since her youth. She currently resides with her husband and two daughters in Dallas, Texas, where she enjoys long walks through the ice-cream aisle at her local grocery store.
Blurb: A fiery, passionate MM forbidden romance novel from #1 New York Times Bestselling author Lauren Blakely…
Ever hear the story about the bodyguard who falls for the rock star?
Yeah, it never ends well.
Each day I remind myself that it’s my job to protect Stone. And nowhere in the job description does it say I should lust after the charismatic, charming man.
Especially since we’re opposites.
But every night I spend with him the dangerous, off-limits attraction grows more intense.
Until one night in a limo when we combust.
One time only will have to be enough. One scorching, forbidden night.
Because the mistakes from the past are chasing me. And if I give in again, I’ll lose everything.
But sometimes you grab hold of the desire. And other times, the desire takes hold of you.
No matter the cost.
About the Author: A #1 New York Times Bestselling, #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling, and #1 Audible Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that’s sweet, sexy and witty. She also writes red-hot, escapist love stories. She’d love to give you a free book today!