Excerpt Reveal – Inappropriate by Vi Keeland

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I wondered if he’d be here.

I was mid-conversation with some former colleagues I hadn’t seen in a few years when I got my answer. The sight of him made me lose my train of thought.

On the other side of the room, Grant Lexington stood wearing a classic black tuxedo. He was talking to an older gentleman, which gave me the opportunity to really take him in—tall, broad shoulders, yet not overly bulky, a narrow waist with one hand resting casually in his pants pocket. Even from a distance, his confidence registered. There was something about the way certain men held themselves that showed they were in charge, and that really worked for me. It could take a man who was a seven and make him an eleven in my book. On the other hand, a handsome ten with a meek personality could be reduced to a five.

Mr. Confident held a drink in his left hand and raised it to his mouth, but he stopped before drinking. He seemed to sense something and looked around the room. When his eyes caught mine, a slow, wicked smile spread across his face. He excused himself from the conversation and strode toward me.

My body tingled as I watched him approach with long strides, and I turned from the group I’d been standing with.

“What a pleasant surprise,” he said.

I tried to appear casual as I sipped my champagne. “I’m filling in for
Bickman.”

He nodded. “Of course.”

Grant eyed the group next to me. “Are you here with a date?”

“No. You?”

He smiled and shook his head. “Would a compliment be unwelcome? I
wouldn’t want to sexually harass you.”

“Compliments are always welcome, Mr. Lexington.”

His eyes sparkled. Taking hold of my elbow, he led me a few feet away from the group I’d been standing with. “That’s a dangerous thing to say to a man like me.”

“What was the compliment anyway?”

Grant’s eyes swept over me. “You look beautiful tonight.”

I blushed. “Thank you.”

Grant stopped a waiter as he passed. He gulped back the rest of the amber liquid in his glass and slipped the flute of champagne from my hand, setting them both down on the waiter’s tray.

“I was drinking that.”

He motioned for the waiter to move along and returned his attention to me. “I’ll get you more when we’re done.”

“Done with what?”

He held out his hand. “Dance with me.”

I shook my head. “I’m not sure that’s such a good idea.”

He smirked. “I’m fucking positive it’s not.”

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New Release – Miss Understanding by Aubrey Bondurant

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Title: Miss Understanding
Series: Miss #1
Author: Aubrey Bondurant
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 10, 2020
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Liam Davenport is the most infuriating man I’ve ever known – and he’s my boss.
Worse, he’s undeniably sexy. At least until I’m subject to one of his trademark sighs of disapproval. I’m counting the days until I can walk away from this job. But first, I need to survive the trip from hell he’s dragged me on. One entire week with his arrogant smile and my unexpected naughty thoughts.

I might get fired.

He just might be worth it.

Kendall Tate is the most distracting woman I’ve ever met – and she’s my assistant.
She’s irritatingly clever, and much too nice for the likes of me. I need to remain professional, even if the smell of her strawberry lip gloss is my kryptonite. No matter how much I want her, Kendall is off limits.

Growing closer to her might be a mistake.

I might just take the risk.

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EXCERPT

After a hot shower, I dressed in jeans and a sweater. Looking out the window, I saw there was a good inch of snow already covering the surfaces. It reminded me of my childhood when we’d pray for a snow day so we could go sledding down the neighborhood hill instead of school. A movement shifted my gaze to the corner of the back yard. I saw a figure in olive green on the ground.
Holy shit. Kendall had fallen. I rushed down the stairs, pausing only to frantically yank on my boots before running out the back door and down the steps toward where I saw her on the ground.
I found her laughing. Was she delirious from the cold? A bump on the head?
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked.
She looked up with rosy cheeks, bright eyes, and the biggest smile I’d ever seen on her face. “Making a snow angel.”
“Why?” It was truly baffling to me.
“Because this is my first time seeing snow.”
Her purple sparkly boots peeked out from the giant parka, making me shake my head. She looked like a toddler poorly dressed for the weather in hand-me-downs.
“You’d best get up before the snow seeps through all of your clothes.”
She stuck her tongue out in response. “Go away. I’m not on the clock yet, and you’re ruining my fun.”
“I came racing down here because I thought you’d fallen.”
“Oh, yeah? Did you come out to rescue me? Or hope you could quickly hide the body?” she asked, holding out her gloved hand.
I pulled her up without much effort. I’d be surprised if her petite stature weighed more than a hundred pounds. Her grin was infectious despite my hangover. “Depends. Did you make coffee?”
Her lips twitched in a smile. “I did. I’ll even give you some. Just as soon as you help me make a snowman.”
She was adorable. And not in the toddler kind of way. The type of way that made me want her to hook her legs around my waist so I could take her against a wall.

AUTHOR BIO

Aubrey Bondurant is a working mom who loves to write, read and travel.

She describes her writing style as: “Adult Contemporary Erotic Romantic Comedy,” which is just another way of saying she likes her characters funny, her bedroom scenes hot, and her romances with a happy ending.

When Aubrey isn’t working her day job, or spending time with her family, she’s on her laptop typing away on her next story. She only wishes there were more hours of the day!

She’s a former member of the US Marine Corps and passionate about veteran charities and giving back to the community. She loves a big drooly dog, a fantastic margarita, and football.

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New Release – Broken Souls by Andi Rhodes

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Title: Broken Souls
Series: Broken Rebel Brotherhood #1
Author: Andi Rhodes
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: January 9, 2020
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Micah…
I served my country and returned broken. Trying to fit the pieces back together, I built the Broken Rebel Brotherhood. We walked a fine line between right and wrong to protect those who had nowhere else to turn. I’d never mixed business with pleasure. That is, until her.

Sadie…
After years of abuse at the hands of my husband, I’d had enough. The only way to live was to run. Disappear. Life had other plans for me. Plans that included a sexy biker. I wasn’t looking for love, and I certainly didn’t think I could trust again. That is, until him.

Life had been cruel too many times to count, but the worst was yet to come. Will love be enough to keep them from shattering?

The Broken Rebel Brotherhood series consists of three complete stories with guaranteed HEA’s. All three books can be read as a standalone. Each book contains subject matter that some may find disturbing. Reader discretion is advised.

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EXCERPT

Micah scooped me up in his arms, carried me to the bed and gently placed me on the mattress. I could still see the ticking in his jaw.  He sat down beside me on the edge of the bed and sighed.
“First of all, do not apologize for your sass. I love it. Second, don’t ever apologize for speaking your mind or standing up for yourself or for demanding answers. Third, I hope to God that you weren’t suggesting that you have to pay me for my kindness with sexual favors. I don’t work like that. I’m not going to lie and say that I don’t like a good fuck, because I do. I am a man after all. But I have never forced a woman to do something she doesn’t want to do and I sure as shit ain’t starting now. I can tell that you haven’t had good experiences where the male species are concerned, but sweetness, I’m going to show you that not all men are snakes.” Micah breathed in deeply through his nose and then released it through his mouth.
“I’m sor—”
“If you say you’re sorry one more time, we’re going to have issues, you and me. The last thing I want to tell you before I get Doc back in here to check your wounds, is this. You are welcome here in the main house for as long as you need to be here. Shit, you’re welcome anywhere on this property. You will be protected, and no one will hurt you. The BRB will do whatever is necessary to ensure that. Now, do you think you will be okay in here for a few minutes while I get Doc? You won’t try to run again?”
All I could do was nod. He’d said a lot in the past few minutes and I tried to take it all in. He couldn’t be real. As I watched him stand up and walk to the door, a thought occurred to me.
“Wait!”
“What, sweetness?” Micah looked over his shoulder at me, eyebrows raised.
“What’s the BRB?”
“Sweetness, the BRB is your family now. We’re the Broken Rebel Brotherhood.”

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Andi is an author of contemporary romance who started her journey when her career in social work was no longer her passion. Her books are sassy and suspenseful with a heavy dose of sizzle and are guaranteed to deliver an HEA and all the feels. She loves writing about alpha males and the women who tame them. When she’s not writing, Andi is an avid reader of the romance genre and prefers books that teeter on the edge of decent. She also loves spending time with her husband and their pack of dogs. For access to release info, updates, and exclusive content, be sure to sign up for Andi’s newsletter at andirhodes.com, where you will also find links for Facebook and Instagram.

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New Release – Gray Sin by Jody Kaye

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Title: Gray Sin
Series: The Kingsbrier Legacy #1
Author: Jody Kaye
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 9, 2020
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—JOE—
I was doing my job when I rescued Gracyn. But I should have known better than to bring her back to my cabin. She has a reputation for getting whatever she wants. I’d never considered she’d be interested in someone as old as her father. I wasn’t attracted to anyone so young until that night. Now I’m in bed with the devil, trying to keep my buddies from finding out that she’s everything I ever wanted.

—GRACYN—
Joe was another one of my parents’ friends not worth paying attention to until he saves me from myself. It was only supposed to be one sinful night. Now, I tempt fate each time I go back for more. I’ve fallen for a much older man and we’re treading in gray waters. To keep him I’ll have to come clean to my family. But does friendship eclipse love?

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EXCERPT

“I could be persuaded to come back? If that’s not crimping your rigid bachelor-cop style?”
“You think I’m old. Set in my ways.”
She shakes her head. “Own your dogma if that’s what you want, Joe. I’m not forcing you to change. You’re the one who has an issue with your age, not me. And I didn’t break in with any intent other than to cook for you. We’d have fucked already otherwise.”
“Damn, Gracyn.” I scrub my face.
She huffs a small laugh and I’m sure she gets what sort of visual it’s got playing between my ears.
I lean back and pull the key out of my pocket. “Seven days from now my weekends are my own for the next month.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” She takes the key.
“One-nine-eight-six.”
Her expression goes from puzzled to gracing me with one last smile. I’m a sucker for this girl. Like everyone else, Kingsbrier’s princess has me wrapped around her little finger.

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Jody’s husband asked what she’d been doing all day. After five years she finally confessed, “When no one is around, I write.”

Okay, it was more like trying to get out of saying a thing. Jody’s a writer. You want it pretty. Let’s compromise.

“Just finish one,” he said, challenging her to complete a story and share it. Little did he know that those words of encouragement meant they’d return from a family vacation with a wild and defiant set of quintuplets stumbling their way through life. Wasn’t raising their three sons enough?

A native of nowhere, Jody settled in New England for 17 years before agreeing to uproot her brood of boys and move to North Carolina. She spends most of her time reading, writing, and hoping that her ravenous children haven’t managed to eat all the ingredients before she cooks dinner.

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Blog Tour – Between Now and Always by Dylan Allen

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How do you move on

when the only thing you want,

is the one thing you can’t have?

Between Now and Always, the “inspiring and riveting” conclusion to the epic Forever Trilogy from Dylan Allen, is available now!

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They set their sights on forever

And lost everything.

Beth and Carter are trying to move after heartbreak brought them both to their knees.

When Beth makes a life-altering decision, she finds herself in a world where everyone is a stranger.

Except the man she’s forced to love from afar.

Carter’s star has exploded. The career he’s always wanted is finally his.

He’s determined to put loving Beth behind him.

But his heart won’t let her go..

They try to learn to live with their choices.

But nothing is at it seems.

Can these two overcome the obstacles in their way to find their way back to each other?

This is the stunning, breathtaking conclusion of The Forever Trilogy.

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Excerpt

I watched her with my entire heart in my throat. I have never been so proud of anyone, ever, in my whole life.

The whole room just witnessed the sweeping tower of her beauty and courage. Then, they saw the way her expression changed from pride to exultant relief….like a dead man stumbling on a cure when her eyes landed on me.

Not everyone gets the kind of love I saw in her eyes. I feel like the luckiest man alive right now because she’s back in my arms.

We’re the magnetic halves of one whole – drawn together, locking into place, and then holding on for dear life through the seismic shift of our world righting itself.

I breathe in her sweet, familiar scent. There’s a new depth to it, less flower, more earth, but the essence of it is unchanged.

“Carter, oh my God, Carter,” she repeats over and over. Her arms are wrapped tight around me like I’m her lifeline.

Holding her again, there’s no doubt that she’s mine.

My heart is beating normally for the first time in almost two years. My lungs inflate fully for the first time in that long, too.

Her nose is pressed to my neck and her lips move against the base of my throat. My body reacts to her nearness, to the press of her curves, her breasts, her thighs, the way her hair smells. So, I put her down. When I look at her face and see that smile, I want so badly to hold her again, my erection be damned.

A throat clears behind us and I turn sharply back to my table. Nadia’s staring at us with wide, wet eyes.

Next to me, the throat clears again and this time, I follow the sound. Standing to my left is the man I’d seen her with earlier. The one who’d wrapped his arms around her earlier, is looking at me like if there was a baseball bat in reach, he’d use it to put some distance between me and Beth.

She turns and wraps her arms around his neck hugs him fiercely.

He hugs her back, but his eyes are stony on me.

Who is the cradle robbing asshole?

She pulls out of his embrace and smiles up at him. “Joe, I can’t believe I did it.”

His expression softens the minute he looks down at her, his eyes shine with adoration.

“I can. You did a great job,” he says and taps the end of her nose with the tip of his finger. She preens and gives him a mock curtsey.

“You gonna introduce me, Beth?” he asks, nodding over her shoulder at me.

Her spine straightens and she nods. Then, she turns back to me, that smile back o her face.

“Carter this is Joe…my neighbor and my friend.” She squeezes his hand and they smile at each other.

“I’m her surrogate father,” he corrects in a deep unequivocal voice, a glint of protective pride in his eyes. He shifts his weight and for the first time, I realize he’s leaning on a cane.

“Joe, this is Carter. My….” Her lips purse as she stops to choose her words, but and her eyes are bright with jubilant joy as they scan my face as if the answers to the universe’s mysteries can be found there. “He’s….my best everything. Ever,” she says with a happy, matchlessly beautiful smile.

My heart does that thing…that stumble, trip, and fall that has always been its response to being near her.

It doesn’t care that she’s my…whatever. It only knows that for me, she is love.

Dylan Allen

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Dylan Allen is a Texas girl with a serious case of wanderlust.

A self-proclaimed happily ever junkie, she loves creating stories where her characters chase their own happy endings.

When she isn’t writing or reading, eating or cooking, she and her family are planning their next adventure.

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Blog Tour – Release by Aly Martinez

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Release, an all-new “mesmerizing” and “captivating” standalone romance from
USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez, is available now!

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Growing up, Ramsey Stewart branded my soul in ways time could never heal.

At twelve, he asked me to be his girlfriend.

At thirteen, he gave me my first kiss.

By sixteen, we’d fallen in love, planned a future together, and had our eyes set on the horizon.

Love never fails, right?

But for Ramsey, it did.

Love failed him.

I failed him.

The entire world failed him.

At seventeen, Ramsey was convicted of killing the boy who assaulted me.

Move on,he wrote in his first and only letter from prison.

Start a new life, he urged.

I don’t love you anymore, he lied.

There was no such thing as giving up on Ramsey. Love may have been our curse, but he was mine—then, now, and forever.

So here I am, twelve long years later, waiting for a man I don’t even know to emerge from between the chain link gates.

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It was funny. I’d spent almost half my life surrounded by the biggest, baddest criminals the state of Georgia had been able to capture. Yet, I was terrified of a five-foot-five woman who for some asinine reason was still in love with me.

I couldn’t be around her. Not if I wanted to keep my head straight and my eye on the prize. I had three years before I got off parole. I needed to get a job, tuck away some cash, and, the second I was allowed to leave Georgia, get the hell out of there. Maybe, if I was lucky, I’d be able to convince my sister to come with me. We didn’t have to go far. We could stay in the south if she wanted. South Carolina, North Carolina, Alabama, Tennessee—there were schools everywhere. Nora wouldn’t have trouble finding a job. The hardest part would be convincing her to leave Thea.

However, maybe if she did, Thea would finally move on with her life and stop obsessing about me.

I’d known they lived together for a while. I didn’t want anything to do with Thea while I was locked up, but I was happy as hell Nora had someone to lean on. I had been under the impression that Nora had gotten her own place when she found out about my release. I had been under that impression because Nora had straight-up told me she was getting her own place after I’d declared there was no way I was living with Thea.

Now, I was hiding in my room, waiting for Nora to wake up, open my door, and escort me to breakfast like a damn bodyguard so I could avoid confrontation.

Next up in my efforts to kill time was a workout. Sit ups, push-ups, planks, running in place. This was when I realized Nora hadn’t bought me any deodorant.

Another shower.

Another naked lap around the bedroom, and this time, I managed to keep my hands off my cock.

Finally, I got dressed. This required me to pick through a bunch of preppy shit Nora had bought for me to find tattered jeans and a fitted green tee that clung to my chest like a damn glove. In my closet, I found a belt and a pair of distressed brown lace-up boots that maybe could have doubled as combat boots if the war was taking place on a runway. But what the hell did I know about style? I’d been wearing orange or puke beige for almost half my life.

When I was done with all of that and there was still no sign of Nora, I sat on the edge of the bed and decided to give the phone thing a try. I wasn’t totally out of the technology loop. We had computers at the library and we were allowed to use them if we earned the privileges. But they might as well have been dinosaurs compared to the phone she’d bought me. I couldn’t even get it to read my face with the fancy secret laser thing. I gave up trying pretty quickly.

So there I was, bored out of my mind, starving, and poking at my newfound wrinkles in the bathroom mirror, when I heard a knock at my door.

“Ramsey?”

I froze, my eyes locked on the mirror, panic staring back at me.

Thea.

Jesus. I needed to find somewhere else to live.

Leaning out of the bathroom, I stared at the door. If I was super quiet, maybe she’d think I was still asleep and go the hell away.

When I didn’t reply, she knocked again. Her voice was timid and sweet, not at all like the fearless girl I’d grown up with. I hated it.

“Ramsey? You hungry? I’m making breakfast? I was wondering if you wanted something?” Everything from my name to the fact that she was making breakfast was a question, as if maybe she was asking permission to cook in her own house.

My stomach was currently feasting on my backbone. Still, I said nothing.

She sighed. “Okay. Well, if you change your—” There were several seconds of silence.

I quirked my eyebrow at the door, trying to figure out why she’d abruptly stopped talking, and then cursed my inability to develop x-ray vision.

I held my breath, hoping to hear her footsteps as she walked away.

No. Such. Fucking. Luck.

The door swung open and she came walking inside with her hands stacked over her eyes. “Look, I know you’re awake. I heard you running earlier. I also heard you take at least three showers. Sorry, but the house isn’t that big. Neither is the hot water heater. Are you at least dressed so I can open my eyes?”

Brave. Unapologetic. And completely oblivious to boundaries. Now that was the Thea I knew.

“Get out,” I barked.

“Dressed? Not dressed? Help me out here?”

“Get. Out.”

She kept her eyes closed. “You gotta eat, Ramsey. You can’t stay locked up in this room forever.”

I wanted to tell her to get the hell out again. Honestly, it was on the tip of my tongue. But it never made it past my lips because my traitorous eyes stole a head-to-toe of her lithe body. She was barefoot, wearing jeans—tight ones that tapered at her ankle. They looked like mine in the sense that they had a rip in the knee. They didn’t look like mine in the sense that they hugged the curve of her hips and more than likely her ass too. A pink tank top stretched across her chest, and I swear on my life, fuck x-ray vision because I could see the pebble of her nipples beneath the fabric.

It wasn’t a ridiculous dress.

It wasn’t stupid fucking heels.

She wasn’t wearing a face full of clown makeup.

She was just Thea.

The nostalgia pumped through my veins like acid even as my cock stirred. Fuck, I should have jerked off again in the shower.

“I’m dressed,” I bit out, desperate for her to put her damn hands down and maybe use them to cover her tits instead.

Her long, brown lashes fluttered as she opened her eyes. Those fucking eyes had once owned me. As a huge smile lit her face, I felt the claim all over again.

“Oh, look, you chose one of the outfits I picked out for you.”

Of course I had. Of fucking course. As soon as I got her out of my room, I was going to take the outfit off and light it on fire.

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Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her husband and four young children.

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Title: Regretting Gabriel
Series: Reason to Ruin #2
Author: Anna Brooks
Genre: Angsty Rockstar Romance
Release Date: January 9, 2020
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He was the bad boy of rock-n-roll; cocky, short-tempered, and the sexiest man I’d ever seen. I was just a librarian in a small town. He had no clue who I was, but I knew everything about him. After all, he was the reason I moved across the country.

I never thought he’d know my name, let alone whisper it while he held me tight and made me forget about the agony of my past. He was my protector, my reason, my calm before the storm… but nothing good lasts forever, and Gabriel Hunter was no exception.

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My heart has held a place for him since I was fifteen years old. I never thought I’d actually be friends with him, let alone friends who held hands.
When we get to the library, I unfortunately have to unclasp our fingers so I can get my keys and open the door. I turn to tell him thank you when he pushes the door open and motions for me to precede him. “Ga—”
“Go.” He interrupts me, and instead of arguing, I go in and turn on the lights. After I set my purse beneath my desk, I stand fully and twitch at the shock of seeing him so close. “I’m gonna take off. You done at six?”
“You don’t need to wa—”
“Cady, baby, I don’t do anything I don’t want to. So stop telling me what I don’t need when I know exactly what I want.”
My breath freezes in my throat at the implication.
“So I’ll ask again, are you off at six?”
Unable to form a sentence, I simply nod.
And then he leans forward, just slightly, and I jump when his hand slides through my hair and his fingers cradle my head. His lips ever so gently brush against my cheek, and he glides his hand out of my hair, down my neck, and halfway over my collarbone before he lifts it again and cups my jaw, then runs his thumb across my lower lip. “Later, sugar.”

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The first time Anna tried to read a romance novel, her hair caught on fire when she leaned over a candle to sneak a peek at her mom’s Harlequin. She thinks being hit on the head with a shirtless Fabio until the smoke cleared is what sparked the flame for her love of romance.

Anna was born in Wisconsin, but currently lives in Texas with her husband and two boys. She writes sexy romance that always has a happy ending and loves bringing characters back for cameos. Less than six degrees of separation connects any of her novels.

When she’s not writing or reading, she’s watching reruns of her favorite romcoms, talking to her dog and cat like they’re human, eating carbs, or practicing hand lettering.

She loves to hear from readers and can be found on social media as @annabrooksauth everywhere.

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