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Blog Tour – Kiss My Giraffe by Erin Nicholas

She’s the only woman he can’t resist.
And now she lives right next door.

Kiss My Giraffe, a spicy grumpy sunshine romantic comedy, and the final standalone in the Boys of the Bayou Gone Wild series from New York Times bestselling author Erin Nicholas, is available now!

𝙀𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨…𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙-𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨…𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩.

Fiona knew Knox would be mad when she moved in next door.
And not because she brought a collection of wild animals with her.

And she was right.

So she intended to leave him alone. Mostly.

But he’s not ignoring her. He’s actively working to send her and her “ridiculous menagerie” (rude) right back out of town.

Still, as hard as she tries, it’s impossible to stop thinking about the small town grump’s long hair and tattoos and that mouth.

Not the one that’s almost always set in a grim line and says things like, “you got a permit for that?”

Nope, the one that kisses her like she’s everything he’s ever wanted and says very dirty things in her ear. And sweet, protective, supportive things. Sometimes. Accidentally. When she catches him off-guard.

The one that also says he only wants a long-distance fling with her. Nothing serious. And that he never dates women he sees every day. Like his neighbor.

Well, fine. If he doesn’t want her—and her unbelievable past and that-can’t-be-real future—then she doesn’t want him either. He can just kiss her…giraffe. (Yeah, she actually has a couple of those.)

Now she just needs to convince her heart to give him up.

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“Remember that thing we talked about at Christmas?”
Knox felt his gut clench. They’d talked about sleeping together. And him becoming the temporary foster dad to three baby otters.
And they’d kissed for the first time. A kiss that had been causing annoying, unwelcome, frustrating dirty dreams for three fucking months.
“About having a salacious affair where we sneak around behind our friends’ backs and sleep together whenever I’m in town?” she pressed when he didn’t answer.
“Yes. I remember.”
Too well. He was incredibly pissed about how often he’d replayed that conversation and how restless he’d been waiting for her to call or come back to Autre.
He didn’t pine for women. Ever. He did the opposite of that.
But now she was here. And Knox wasn’t sure what he was feeling. Her showing up unannounced wasn’t unusual. Fiona Grady rolled into Autre without warning more often than not in her grape-soda-purple truck that sent his heart hammering and cock hardening.
But it had been three months since he’d seen her. Since they’d talked. Since he’d had any clue what she was doing, where she was, how she was.
Suddenly, she was on his doorstep asking about their plan to bang whenever she was in town for a couple of days?
“Okay, well, there’s something I need to tell you that will make you not want to do that anymore,” she said. “So I was wondering if maybe you wanted to get naked together once before I told you and ruined everything?”
He opened his mouth to reply. Then shut it without a word. What the hell?
He glanced over his shoulder. Three minutes ago, he’d been sitting at his kitchen table doing paperwork with a cup of coffee and listening to a podcast about new creative urban development ideas.
Now the woman he was low-level obsessed with was on his porch asking if he wanted to have sex before she told him something that would make him not want to have sex with her anymore.
He ran a hand through his hair. This was why Fiona Grady was no good for him. She came into his carefully controlled and organized life and made things chaotic and messy.
“Are you sick?” he asked.
“Sick? No.”
“Dying?”
“No.”
“Is anyone dying?”
“No.”
“Are you married?” He braced himself. He knew very little about this woman, actually, and if she belonged to someone else, he’d… leave her alone. And hate that man. And never forgive her for stirring him up like this.
“Absolutely not.”
“Engaged?”
“No.”
Okay, that was all…way too much of a relief. He should not be this happy to hear that.
“Did you kill someone?” he asked.
She tipped her head, her mouth curling. “Is that a definite deal-breaker?”
No, probably not. Knox narrowed his eyes.
“No, I haven’t killed anyone.”
“Are the Feds looking for you? Or will I be implicated in some kind of crime if I let you in?”
“Not that I’m aware of.”
“That’s not a no.”
“I’m just being honest.”
Fair enough. Fiona was a wild animal advocate. The type of person to show up at roadside petting zoos and ‘circuses’ to monitor how the animals were treated and hand out literature to people attending the events, raising awareness about the poor conditions and treatment of those animals. She showed up to help rescue and care for animals, wild and domestic, after natural disasters such as hurricanes and wildfires. She regularly lobbied local, state, and even the national government for animal protections.
The chance that she could have done something in the “gray area” for one of her causes was pretty good.
The problem with that was he knew that wouldn’t keep him from wanting her.
She was precisely the kind of woman he should be avoiding.
He studied her face for another long moment, then gave in to the inevitable. He pushed his door open.
“Yeah?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
She wasn’t dying, wasn’t married, and hadn’t killed anyone. And he wanted her more than he’d ever wanted another woman in his life. So how was he possibly going to shut the door on her? After three months of missing her? He wasn’t that strong. Or stupid.

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Erin Nicholas has been writing romances almost as long as she’s been reading them. To date, she’s written over thirty sexy, contemporary novels that have been described as “toe-curling,” “enchanting,” “steamy,” and “fun.” She adores reluctant heroes, imperfect heroines, and happily ever afters.
Erin lives in the Midwest, where she enjoys spending time with her husband (who only wants to read the sex scenes in her books), her kids (who will never read the sex scenes in her books), and her family and friends (who claim to be “shocked” by the sex scenes in her books).

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New Release – Away Game by Cathryn Fox

RELEASE BLITZ
Title: Away Game
Series: Nova Scotia Storms #1
Author: Cathryn Fox
Genre: New Adult Sports Romance
Release Date: May 17, 2022
 

BLURB
 
I was never a girl to drool over the hockey players at our academy—they’re all egotistical jerks. But since my father is the coach of Scotia Storms, everywhere I turn, there’s a player—in more ways than one.
 
I’m smart enough to know they don’t just avoid me because I’m the coach’s daughter. They avoid me because I’m a nerdy drama student with no game.
 
With winter break upon us, I plan to escape to Florida, to where no one knows my past. Or that I’m the butt of every hockey player’s joke. It’s true, I overheard the hurtful bet no player had the balls to take.
 
Not that I’d hand over my pesky V-card to any of them. Nope, I plan to take care of that problem on a beach somewhere.
 
Until the storm of the century throws a monkey wrench into my plans, and I find myself snowed-in with a smoking hot Southie. I figured he was the perfect guy to help me with my pesky problem—until my stupid heart got involved. 
 
How could I avoid it when he was sweet and kind, and so different from the guys at the academy?
 
I begin to dream about our future, until the storm breaks and I realize he’s everything I never wanted and I’m everything that can destroy his future. 
 
 
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EXCERPT
 
I force my eyes back on the road—even though I want to keep looking at her longer. How could I have thought she was a guy. From my peripheral vision, I catch the way she fans out her long hair before she ties it into a ponytail. She unzips her coat, and I take in a big sweater that hugs her breasts. She groans as she tugs at her pants. 
“Soaked?” I ask.
“Yeah, and all my clothes are in my suitcase, and we know where my suitcase is.” Her shoulders sag. “Although I don’t think I have any use for a bikini anymore. But we could be stranded for days, and I don’t have a change of clothes.”
Oh shit, now I’m envisioning her in a bikini.
Concentrate on the road, Chase.
She goes quiet for a moment and stares out the window, deep in thought. What is going through her mind? After a moment, a laugh bubbles out of her, and under her breath she murmurs, “At least I’m in clean underwear.”
What the hell?
My throat makes a gurgling sound as I force my thoughts on the road, and not what she’s wearing beneath those tight jeans.
Her eyes go wide, and that’s when I see her innocence. I let my gaze roam over her face for another split second. There’s something very different about her. I think she’s giving off a girl-next-door wholesome vibe. At least, this is what I think innocence looks like. I don’t see much of it in the puck bunnies who watch us from the bleachers and chase us down after a game.
“Oh, sorry. I don’t know why I said that. I guess, it’s just…something my mom used to say.” She laughs but it’s forced. “Always wear clean underwear in case you’re in an accident.” She shakes her head, like she’s flustered. “I mean, I always wear clean underwear. I wasn’t suggesting I didn’t.”
“Oh, sure yeah. I didn’t think that at all. I wear clean underwear too.”
Why the hell did I say that? Oh, maybe to make this exchange just a little less awkward.
“Oh, God,” she mumbles, and shakes her head. While I think she looks adorable, it appears like she wants to jump out of my moving vehicle and run all the way to the motel—or Siberia. She points to her head. “And clearly I’m still suffering from a frozen brain and have no idea what I’m saying.”
My gaze sways her way and I glance down at her tight jeans. Jesus, I wish she’d stop rambling on about her underwear, because now I can’t stop thinking about what they might look like on her body, or better yet…off.
Isn’t this day just getting better and better?
Why yes, yes, it is…
 
 
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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cathryn Fox is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, aunt and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. Cathryn lives in beautiful Nova Scotia with her husband, who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. When not writing, Cathryn can be found Skyping with her son living in Seattle (could he have moved any farther away?) shopping with her daughter in the city, watching a big action flick with her husband, or hanging out and laughing with friends.
 
 
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Blog Tour – Seduction by Ivy Smoak

I thought seducing my professor was hot.
Wait until he sees what I have planned for these next few months.
It’s going to be scorching.

Seduction, the all-new sexy standalone romance from USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Amazon bestselling author Ivy Smoak, is live now!

I’m pregnant.
With my professor’s baby.
I know it all sounds very scandalous. But I swear we’re both quite happy about this unexpected situation.
Everything is about to change once we have a baby though.
So I’m going to take advantage of these last several months before I’m so big that I can’t see my feet.
I thought seducing my professor was hot. But just wait until he sees what I have planned for these next few months.
It’s going to be scorching.

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Excerpt

“Penny, my favorite redheaded goddess, please tell me you’re renewing your vows and need my help. The bigger the celebration the better. Let’s make it a night to remember.”
“I can do you one better. But don’t freak out.”

“Don’t say that. Now I am freaking out. Stop freaking me out right this instant!”

This was already escalating quickly. I shouldn’t have started with ‘don’t freak out’. “Remember James’ brother?”

“Yes, just as handsome as James. How could I forget?”

I laughed. “Well…he’s getting married. And we need your help.”

Justin squealed. “Of course! Tell me everything. Wait, I can do the second weekend of September. The leaves won’t have started changing yet. Unless there’s a drought in the summer. Fingers crossed for no water next year! Drought, drought, drought!”

“Yeah, the second weekend of September is perfect.” I stopped pacing. “But we need to make it…this year. Not next year.”

Silence.

“Justin?”

“What the actual F are you saying right now? “Who is this woman who wants to get married in two weeks? She must be barbaric!”

“Justin, come on. Don’t be rude.”

He huffed.

“She’s super sweet. You’re going to love her.”

He huffed again.

“Justin, please.”

“I can’t,” he said. “It’s literally impossible.” There was a long pause. “Which means I’m the only one that can do it. Fine! Screw you and your beautiful husband. I hate you.”

About Ivy
Ivy Smoak is the Wall Street Journal, USA Today, and Amazon #1 bestselling author of The Hunted Series. Her books have sold over 2 million copies worldwide.
When she’s not writing, you can find Ivy binge watching too many TV shows, taking long walks, playing outside, and generally refusing to act like an adult. She lives with her husband in Delaware.
It’s been a wild ride to chase her dreams…

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Blog Tour – Starry-Eyed Love by Helena Hunting

“Hunting puts her own sexy spin on the classic fairy-tale” – Booklist

Starry-Eyed Love, an all-new laugh out loud romantic comedy with off the charts chemistry and all the feels from New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting, is available now!

Charming, hilarious, and emotional, Starry-Eyed Love is Helena Hunting at her very best!

Having just broken up with her boyfriend, London Spark is not in the mood to be hit on. Especially not when she’s out celebrating her single status with her sisters. So when a very attractive man pays for their drinks and then slips her his number, she passes it right back to him with a ‘thanks, but no thanks’. As the business administrator for their family’s event hotel, the Spark House, London has more important things to worry about, like bringing in new clientele.

As luck would have it, a multi-million-dollar company calls a few months later asking for a meeting to discuss a potential partnership, and London is eager to prove to her sisters, and herself, that she can land this deal. Just when she thinks she has nailed her presentation, the company’s CEO, Jackson Holt, walks in and inserts himself into the meeting. Not only that, but he also happens to be the same guy she turned down at the bar a few months ago.

As they begin to spend more time together, their working relationship blossoms into something more. It isn’t until their professional entanglements are finally over, that London and Jackson are finally ready to take the next step in their relationship. But between Jackson’s secretive past and London’s struggle with her sisters, London must question where she really stands – not just with Jackson, but with the Spark House, too.

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My stomach does a flip-flop as our server moves on to another table and the hot guy slides across the bench seat and rises. He’s tall, must be over six feet, and lean. Broad shoulders that taper down to a narrow waist. I glance at his feet and notice his scuffed running shoes.
He rolls his shoulders back and crosses over to our table. He nods to my sisters, but doesn’t really look at them, his eyes on me. Now that he’s right in front of me, I notice they’re a deep mossy-green color, reminding me of a Colorado forest. “Hi.” A slow smile forms as his gaze moves over my face.
I feel it like a gentle caress and heat travels through my veins. It’s an unexpected reaction, so my own “hi” comes out rather breathily. “Thank you for the drinks and the food. You really didn’t need to do that.”
His grin widens, showing off perfectly straight, white teeth. “Well, I wanted to make a good impression, and have an excuse to come over and talk to you.”
Harley squeezes my leg under the table. I don’t risk looking at her because I’m sure she’s smiling like a loon.
“You certainly did that. Make a good impression, I mean.” Why am I so awkward right now? And why does it feel like this man is sucking all the oxygen out of the room and turning my brain cells into mush?
That gets me another smile. “I wanted to apologize if it seemed like I was staring. I hope I haven’t made you uncomfortable.”
I touch my fingers to my lips and resist the urge to play with my hair, but just barely. Why does this man make me feel like a starry-eyed high school girl? “You haven’t made me uncomfortable.”
“Good. That’s very good.” His tongue drags across his bottom lip. “I just needed to tell you that from across the room, you were beyond stunning, but up close.” He lets out a low whistle. “You are an absolute work of art.”
I fight with my eyebrows not to rise. This guy has all the lines. “Oh, really?” I lace my fingers together and set my chin on them. “The kind of art you might hang in your living room?”
“Bedroom, actually.”
I laugh. I can’t decide if this guy is too smooth for his own good. Or mine. I have to wonder how many times he’s dropped these lines on other women and they’ve ended up in his bed as a result.
“That sound is music to my ears,” he says, his white-toothed smile still in place. “I knew I’d be kicking myself if I didn’t come over here and at least say hello.” He slides a small piece of paper across the table, roughly the size of a business card. “I’m going to leave my number, and maybe if you’re interested, I can take you out for a drink, or dinner, or a hot air balloon ride.”
I can see exactly where this will go if I take that card from him. And while getting into bed with a random, attractive man might be fun, I know it’s not the right thing for me. Before I can really consider what I’m doing, or fully absorb the last part, I put a hand out to stop him. “I’m very flattered, but I have to be honest with you. I won’t call you. I have a boyfriend.” The lie tastes sour on my tongue. Although, had it been three days earlier, it would have been the truth.
Avery does some kind of cough-choke thing, and I kick her under the table and get Harley on the back swing.
His smile falters for a moment, but he doesn’t break eye contact. “That’s disappointing, but unsurprising. I didn’t see a ring, so I’d hoped maybe luck was on my side.” He tips his head to the side. “Is it serious?”
“Pardon me?”
“You and this boyfriend, are you two serious?”
This guy is unbelievable. “And if we are?”
“Hmm.” He withdraws his hand and slips the paper in his pocket. “I’d hate for karma to pass judgment on me and get in the way of our future together, so I’m just going to hope I run into you again when you’re single. Have a lovely night, ladies.” He nods to my sisters and gives me one final lingering glance before he winks. “Thank you for existing.”
And then he walks away.


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Blog Tour – The Wrong Boy by Ashley Munoz

All I knew about him was how good at breaking my heart he was.

The Wrong Boy, a sensual small-town second-chance romance in The All American Boy Series from bestselling author Ashley Munoz, is available now!

Having a bed and breakfast with just one communal bathroom wasn’t working, and it was past time to bite the bullet and upgrade the inn.

There was just one small problem: In the small town of Deacon, Texas, there was only one contractor.

Yep, just one: Jonathan Oaks.

But it didn’t matter how skilled he was at building things when all I knew about him was how good at breaking my heart he was.

Five years could put a lot into perspective, but it wasn’t enough time to make me forget that he was the wrong boy for me then and he’d be the wrong boy for the job now.

I should have known better.

Jonathan Oaks wasn’t about to lose the chance to renovate my inn, or to rub in my face that he’d been right about us all along.

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This place was breathtaking in the spring and charming in the summer, and in the winter, she had the fire roaring and thick, wool blankets out for all the guests to use while watching the rain pour from the porch. I had wanted Tilly to upgrade this place years ago, but we always fought whenever I brought it up, which made this entire situation even more frustrating because she’d finally decided to upgrade, just not with me.
“Well, thank you for your time…” I heard Tilly say gently while tugging open the screen door and holding it for the man exiting her inn. He had a white head of hair and a matching white beard to match.
“Not a problem, ma’am.”
He gave me a swift nod of acknowledgment and headed to his truck. Meanwhile Tilly’s eyes were on me as if I were a werewolf that had just snuck onto her property.
“What are you doing here?”
I stalked up the creaking steps and joined her on the porch, stuffing my hands into the pockets of my worn jeans. Just like every other time, I felt naked in front of her, as though she was seeing all my weaknesses and everything that made me vulnerable.
“Got a visit from your sister today.” A few bees hovered overhead near the flower baskets as a cool breeze made the blooms sway back and forth.
Tilly let out a soft breath as her eyes darted to the side, which gave me a free pass to check her out.
She had changed over the past five years, a lot. I mean, we lived in the same small town, so it wasn’t like I hadn’t seen her around, but we were usually goin’ in the other direction if one of us was in the same vicinity. It was an unspoken rule that we never frequented the same spots at the same time, and our friends and family had learned over time not to invite us both to the same events, so it was rare that I was actually in front of her like this.
Her hair was red gold, as if each piece of auburn hair was intertwined with sunshine. It hung down to the middle of her back in thick, glossy waves. Her petite frame was similar to her sisters’: big chest, curved hips, and an ass that made my brain empty and my dick hard as stone. She was still as perfect as she’d been five years ago, and the years I’d seen and wanted her prior to that. My mother once guessed that Tilly Banks would be the great love of my life, but because I couldn’t seem to keep the girl, she’d be the great loss of it too, which explained my perpetual grumpy attitude.
My mother was wrong, though. I was over Tilly. I had been for years; I just couldn’t help noticing God’s fine handiwork. The man deserved a medal for what he’d done with Telissa Banks.
“Oaks…”
I snapped my attention from Tilly’s chest back up to her face. “What?”
“I asked why you came.”
I shrugged. “Told you, your sister—”
“Yeah.” She waved me off, heading inside. “Honey is always marchin’ and talkin’—doesn’t explain why you suddenly jumped to it.”
I followed her through the foyer, bypassing the small service desk being managed by a much younger Banks sister, the youngest of the six.
“Hello Hennessey.” I tipped my head in her direction.
She had her cell phone shoved under her nose as her eyes tipped up. “You’re still the enemy, Oaks, at least according to my father.”
“That’s enough, Henny,” Tilly warned as she stormed past the desk and toward the small alcove under the stairs that acted as her office. There wasn’t any fire in her warning to her sister, though, so I knew I’d become the butt end of a joke in their family…which sat in my chest like a spiked barb.
Slowing my steps outside of Tilly’s office, I watched as she took a seat at her desk. There wasn’t enough room inside for two people, so I placed my hand along the doorway and leaned down.
“Competition, Ms. Banks. You’re callin’ in outside contractors when the good people of Deacon could use that work.”
She shuffled a few papers at her desk, completely unaware of the fact that with her sitting and me standing, I could see right down her dress.
“Well, I’m sorry to say, but it was a wasted effort on your end. I’ll be having Tack Construction handle the renovation.”
I let out a loud scoff, because this girl was ridiculous. “They’re going to travel all the way from Austin to handle this every single day?”
She nodded but didn’t look up from her monitor.
“What was their bid on this place?” I pushed off the frame and looked down the hall. “And what all are you doin’ anyhow?”
“Nothin’. Now if you’ll please find your way out, I’d appreciate it.”
Cold and mean as a honey badger—that was all Tilly had been to me for five years, and I was fucking tired of it. Heaving a sigh, I shook my head and decided I’d get my answers elsewhere.
“I’ll go, but plan on me bein’ back,” I warned as I turned to leave, but I didn’t miss the little comment she made as I turned my back.
“Not likely, Oaks…you never come back.”

About Ashley
Ashley resides in the Pacific Northwest, where she lives with her four children and her husband. She loves coffee, reading fantasy, and writing about people who kiss and cuss.

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Excerpt Reveal – BROKEN TIES by L.A. Cotton

BROKEN TIES (Rixon High, #4) by L.A. Cotton

Release Date: May 19th

Genre/Tropes: Sports Romance/Childhood Friends to Lovers/Best Friend’s Brother

Book 4 of the Rixon High series (standalone)

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Excerpt:

I was in a special kind of hell. The stage lights glared down on me, making beads of sweat form along the back of my neck as Principal Kiln droned on about school spirit and unity and the heart of Rixon High—the football team.

The room erupted with cheers and catcalls and Zara lapped it all up as she stood beside me, preening in her crown as if it was the real damn thing.

“Aaron.” She grabbed my hand and hissed, “Can you at least look happy to be here.”

I flashed her a sarcastic grin, so over her bullshit. But I would never forgive myself if she went after Poppy because of me.

She tsked, rolling her eyes at me as she waved at her friends standing up front.

Jesus. Cole and Ezra were right. I never should have agreed to this.

My gaze began to wander, searching for Poppy. After we’d come back inside the gym, we’d gone our separate ways. But I hadn’t been able to stop myself from stealing glances at her all night. Even as she talked and laughed with Eli. Especially as she smiled at him and all the interesting things he no doubt had to tell her. Sofia looked more than happy chatting to his two friends.

I wanted to go over there and hang out with them. Not Zara or half the cheer team or even the guys from the football team.

I wanted my sister and my friend.

My Poppy Star.

But I was Homecoming King, and everyone wanted a piece of me.

Even if the crown was fake and the King was a failure.

Blurb:

From 𝘜𝘚𝘈 𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 and 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘑𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 bestselling author L A Cotton, comes a slow burn, friends-to-lovers romance. Angst… drama… friendship… and football. Will you survive senior year?

Poppy Ford has been in love with her best friend forever.

But she’s firmly in the friend zone and fears she may never get out.  

Aaron Bennet has been dreaming of a football scholarship forever.

But he’s not the Rixon Raiders star player, and he never will be.

While Aaron is focused on proving himself, Poppy is hoping he’ll finally wake up and see what’s right in front of him.

He doesn’t want to lose his best friend.

She doesn’t want to lose senior year to a boy who doesn’t want her.

But fate has other ideas for them.

And when hearts get broken and dreams get shattered, will their friendship be strong enough to survive?

Or will the ties that bind them finally unravel?

About the Author:

Author of over thirty mature young adult and new adult novels, LA COTTON is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.

Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find LA immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.

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Blog Tour – A Rival’s Kiss by Maya Hughes

 

In two days, I’d face off against her brother and I had to hope 

what happened on the field didn’t kill what was growing between us.


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Walking away would be the smartest decision, but no one’s ever accused me of being smart. Cold, determined, brutal, but never smart. 

Willa’s mine from the moment I rescue her. I protect her from a brawling crowd and she stares up at me like I’m her prince charming. No one’s ever looked at me like that. No one has ever dared to come that close. 

I didn’t know she was the little sister of one of my biggest rivals. Her brother and I have both drawn blood on the field, dislocated joints, broken bones, but I’ll never want to show her that side of me. 

I long to be the man she believes I am, but there’s only one way I know how to win—how to survive—and that’s ensuring my enemies lose. 

Once he finds out who his sister has been dating it’ll be all-out war, and I might lose the only woman who’s ever looked at me like I’m not built only for destruction. 

Changing my ways won’t be easy, but I’m willing to risk it all for her. 

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EXCERPT

“At your place, I can give you your present.” She nibbled on her bottom lip and I laid on the gas to find out what she had in mind. We hadn’t been apart long, but she’d been on my mind the entire time I hadn’t been on the field. 

“You know we’ve got at least another hour until we get to campus.”

Her grin widened. “Waiting will make it even better once we get there.” 

“You’re killing me, Willa.” I shoved down the urge to slam on the accelerator to get us there faster. 

“Sorry, I swear I’ll be good.” She crossed her fingers over her heart. “I can’t believe you came. I’ve spent the last couple weeks unsure if you wanted to see me.” She glanced down at her hands. One thumb brushed over the knuckle of the other. “When I sent the text, I wasn’t sure how you’d respond since you haven’t said as much since Christmas, but I also know you’re busy getting ready for the playoffs.” She moved one hand and the other like she was trying to reason with herself about why I hadn’t had as much to say in our texts. 

“I figured you were busy with your family.” I hated myself for making her doubt for one second how I felt. Forgetting her brother. Forgetting the distance between us. Forgetting what I should be focusing on, I pulled over into the emergency lane of the highway.

She glanced behind her and braced her hands on the seat and peeling dashboard. “What are you doing?” 

 My seatbelt clicked as I released it and I took off my hat and kissed her again. 

I let loose every emotion racing through me from the minute I left her hotel room until she stood in front of me by the baggage claim. The flood of feelings staggered me. Like a valve released on a dam that had been threatening to burst for years. 

Her fingers gripped my coat tight and when I broke the kiss, feeling out of breath like I’d run in a touchdown after an interception, she looked up at me and licked her lips. The ones I couldn’t wait to taste again. 

“Sorry, I freaked you out. And sorry I screwed up picking you up at the airport.” 

“I don’t mind,” her whispered breathless words threatened the dam bursting completely. “Keep screwing up like that and I’ll have to keep you.”

It was like a lava bomb went off in my chest. 

She so easily said things that would topple my world. Keep me. No one ever kept me. No one ever cared enough.

 
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Maya Hughes, that’s me!, can often be found sneaking in another chapter while hiding in the bathroom from her kids! 🙂 I’m a romance writer who loves taking inspiration from everyday life, namely my husband and biggest fan. Inspiration also strikes when I hear a song, meet someone new or daydream while at soccer practice.

I love writing stories that capture the possibilities of the paths less travelled and enjoy experiencing life through my characters’ eyes.

I’m the mom of three little ones, the wife to an amazing husband and also work full time. Some of my favorite things are cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, white wine, laughing until I can’t breathe, traveling with my family and Jeff Goldblum. 

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Blog Tour – Brutal Vows by J.T. Geissinger

An Irish mobster with a brutal grudge.
An Italian mafia princess with a dark secret.

Brutal Vows, an all-new steamy and powerful dark enemies-to-lovers mafia standalone romance from international bestselling author J.T. Gessinger is available now!

An Irish mobster with a brutal grudge.
An Italian mafia princess with a dark secret.

Two enemy empires joined in sacred marriage vows.

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Excerpt

2
Spider
I get only a glimpse of the woman in the window before the curtains fall back into place and she disappears, but the image of her is seared onto my retinas.
Dark hair, red lips, olive skin.
A black, low-cut dress.
Acres of cleavage.
And eyes that glittered silver in the afternoon sun like the flash of coins at the bottom of a wishing well.
She can’t be Liliana, the lass I’m here to meet. I’ve seen pictures of her. She has a sweet, innocent face. A shy, lovely smile.
The woman in the window looks like she’d only smile if she were slitting your throat.
Mindful of the armed guards, I say in Gaelic to Kieran, “I thought the lass’s mother died?”
Standing beside me, he follows my gaze and looks up at the blank window.
“Aye. Why?”
“Who else lives here?”
He shrugs. “Dunno. From the size of the bloody place, probably a thousand people.”
She’s not a servant, that much I know. There wasn’t a hint of servitude in those flashing eyes.
She looked more like a warlord about to lead an army of soldiers into battle.
“This way,” says the guard nearest to me. He nods toward an arched opening in the brick wall that leads from the circular driveway into an interior courtyard.
Dismissing the thought of the mystery woman, I button my suit jacket and follow behind the guard as he leads Kieran and me away from the car. The other guard walks behind us. We’re led through the lushly landscaped courtyard to a set of enormous carved oak doors, flanked on either side by towering marble columns.
The main house looms over us, three sprawling stories of beige limestone with elaborate balustrades and scrolled iron balconies, topped by a line of Roman centurion statues gazing down at us from a ledge on the red-tiled roof.
Inside the main foyer, the décor becomes even more ostentatious.
Naked cherubs frolic with hairy satyrs and woodland nymphs in colorful frescoes on the walls. Instead of one drop-crystal chandelier overhead, there are three. The floor is black marble, the carved mahogany furniture is edged in gilt, and my eyes are starting to water from the kaleidoscope glare of stained-glass windows.
Under his breath, Kieran says, “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. Looks like Liberace hurled his lunch all over the bloody place.”
He’s right. It’s fucking awful.
I have to force myself not to turn around and walk out.
“Ah, Mr. Quinn!”
I turn to my right. A man approaches with his hands spread open in greeting.
He’s fit, of average height, and somewhere around forty. His dark hair is slicked back with pomade. Wearing a navy blue pinstripe suit I can tell is custom made, a powder blue tie with a diamond tie pin, a chunky diamond watch, and a gold pinky ring on each hand, he oozes wealth, privilege, and power.
His cologne reaches me before he does.
His smile is blinding.
I hate him on sight.
“Mr. Caruso, I presume.”
He grabs one of my hands in both of his and pumps it up and down like he’s a political candidate campaigning for my vote.
“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Welcome to my home.”
“Thank you. It’s a pleasure to meet you as well.”
He hasn’t stopped grinning or shaking my hand.
Ten more seconds of this shite, and I’ll break those Chiclet teeth of his.
“This is my associate, Mr. Byrne.” I extract my hand from Caruso’s death grip and gesture to Kieran, who inclines his head respectfully.
“Sir.”
“Mr. Byrne, welcome. And please, both of you, call me Gianni. I prefer if we’re all on a first name basis, don’t you?”
I’d rather blind myself with acid, you wanker.
Kieran politely offers his name. I offer nothing. There’s an awkward pause while Caruso waits, but he gets the hint and suggests we retire to his study to speak in private.
After what feels like a death march through miles of echoing corridors, we arrive at the study. It’s probably larger than the law library at Notre Dame. We sit across from Caruso in a pair of leather chairs so uncomfortable, they had to be designed by sadists.
I haven’t been here ten minutes, and I’m already regretting the fuck out of this.
Until she walks in the door.
Dark hair, red lips, olive skin.
A black, low-cut dress.
Acres of cleavage.
Not only cleavage, but long legs and an hourglass figure that would make any man stupid with lust.
If he wasn’t too busy being turned to stone by the ice in her eyes, that is. I’ve never seen an attractive serial killer, but I bet this is exactly what she’d look like.

About J.T. Geissinger
J.T. Geissinger is a #1 internationally bestselling author of twenty-seven novels. Ranging from funny, feisty rom coms to intense, edgy suspense, her books have sold over five million copies and been translated into more than a dozen languages.
She is a three-time nominee in both contemporary and paranormal romance for the RITA® Award, the highest distinction in romance fiction from the Romance Writers of America®. She is also a recipient of the Prism Award for Best First Book and the Golden Quill Award for Best Paranormal/Urban Fantasy.
She’s a Southern California native currently living in Nevada with her husband and rescue kitty, Zoe.

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Excerpt Reveal – IN BETWEEN by Andi Jaxon

 

IN BETWEEN by Andi Jaxon

Release Date: May 5th

Genre/Tropes: MMF/ Interracial/Small Town Romance/High School/Darkish

 

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Excerpt:

MARY

I’m messing around on my phone while the boys go in. I’ve never seen the appeal of haunted houses. You want to be scared? Why is that fun? I don’t know. Maybe I’m just a killjoy.

“Pretty Girl?” a familiar voice has me lifting my head to see the newest kid to join our school, Charlie, standing closer than I expected.

“Oh, sorry, I thought you were talking to me,” I say the words faster than normal. What the hell is wrong with me? I guess I’m a little on edge being out here alone.

“I did, Pretty Girl. I said, hi.” He sits down next to me with his back against the wall. Close enough to have a conversation without yelling but not invading my personal space. Does he actually have some respect for girls? That would be a nice change.

“Mary,” I tell him my name since I can’t remember if I told him last night after the game.

“Pretty Girl works just fine for me.” His smile is flirty, but I don’t think he means any harm. He has one of those faces that doesn’t set off warning bells in my head. He’s friendly and nice. “Whatcha doin’ out here alone?” He looks around like he’s looking for something.

“The boys are inside, but it’s not really my thing.” Shit. Should I have said that? Now he knows I’m alone.

I’m looking around too, seeing if there are people around or a quick exit that I can get to. I hate that this kind of anxiety is my default, but Jared is making me paranoid when I’m alone. Even being out of town, I’m still jumpy, and I hate it.

“Boys?” He cocks his head.

“Julian and Dylan.”

He nods, the big friendly smile back on his face. “The ‘don’t fuck with my girl’ guy and the cornerback.”

I have to admit, I was holding my breath, getting ready to be very angry on Julian’s behalf, but I let out the air when he says something normal. It’s nice to have a normal conversation with someone.

Now I’m smiling back at him. I think I can be friends with this one. “Yeah. Them.” I look around to see if anyone is waiting on him but don’t see anything. “You come with someone?”

“No, I saw the sign and decided to check it out.” He shrugs. “I don’t have many people to hang out with. I figured the guys on the team wouldn’t mind me joining them, but I’m not sure I want to be friends with most of them.”

“Where are you from, by the way?” I haven’t talked to him much, so this is the most I’ve heard him speak. His accent is different than most of the ones I hear around here.

“’Bama.” He shoves his fist in the air and shouts, “Roll tide!”

“What the fuck?” Dylan’s pissed-off voice has me turning to watch him stalk toward us. Uh-oh. He does not look happy. “First of all, cats, cats, cats.

“That was fast,” I comment. Julian looks amused as he follows Dylan. What the hell happened in there? Why is Dylan angry? Charlie is just talking to me.

“Second, what the fuck are you doing?” Dylan pulls me off the ground and shoves me behind him, squaring off with Charlie for zero reason. What the actual crap? He’s being way more aggressive than he needs to be.

“Someone’s jealous,” Julian murmurs.

Oh.

Oops.

“Just keeping Pretty Girl company while she was waitin’ for ya.” Charlie’s easygoing vibe doesn’t change at all, despite Dylan wanting to kill him. He’s either familiar with what is happening or clueless. I’m not sure which.

“She doesn’t need you looking out for her. Fuck off,” Dylan snaps, fury radiating from him in waves.

“Hey.” I place my hand carefully on his ribs and slide around to his chest. He’s breathing harder, his lungs preparing his body to move quickly and attack if needed. “He’s not a threat.”

A light bulb goes off in Charlie’s head. “I’m just a good ole country boy looking out for the lady. That’s how I was raised. Take care of the women.” He raises his hands, palms out, to show Dylan he doesn’t mean any harm.

“Well, the good ole country boys around here keep trying to rape my girl and like to hang black guys from trees. Excuse the fuck out of me for not trusting the newest country bumpkin.”

The switch from laid back to angry is so fast it actually scares me a bit. Charlie is hot, his fists clenching at his sides, and he bounces on the balls of his cowboy boots. “That shit ain’t happenin’ on my watch.”

“How about gays? You got a problem with them?” I ask over Dylan’s shoulder.

“Nope.” The answer is quick with no hesitation.

I smile at him. “I think I have a new best friend.”

“The fuck you do,” Julian and Dylan say at the same time, making me smile wider.

Charlie relaxes a little, he and Dylan still eyeing each other. I step away from Dylan and reach my hand out to shake Charlie’s. “Welcome to the island of misfit toys.”

He smiles at me and shakes my hand. While his big mitt is around my tiny hand, he winks at me. Julian laughs, and Dylan barks, “Watch it.” Before I’ve pulled my hand back, Dylan wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me into him.

“Hands off, bumpkin.” Uh-oh. Charlie has a nickname.

“Aw, you like him,” I tease Dylan. Julian snickers and moves to stand next to us.

“No, I don’t. Shut up,” he grumbles.

Julian slaps Charlie’s shoulder. “Come on, man, you can hang with us.” They walk toward the other building with games and food inside.

Dylan stiffens behind me, mumbling under his breath, “You watch it too.”

 

 

Blurb:

I’m the preacher’s daughter.

Dylan is the punk son of the bigoted sheriff.

Julian the new kid in town everyone talks about in whispers and avoids like the plague.

Dylan and Julian shouldn’t want each other.

It’s dangerous.

This town won’t accept them and yet I run towards the fire because love deserves a chance.

It’s not just them that’s in danger this time.

They both want me too.

I crave them and all they can offer me.

But I can’t have them.

It’s wrong. Perverted. Immoral. And I’m a good church girl.

At least, that’s what everyone thinks…

 

Can we hide who we are from a town who’s against us or will we be burned by their hatred?

 

*This is Mary’s story and can be read as a stand alone but will be best enjoyed after reading Bully King. This is an interracial MMF story and will have triggering language and situations due to racism and homophobia. Please proceed with caution.

 

 

About the Author:

Sarcastic and snarky, I love to laugh and read dark fucked up shit. I write about tortured pasts and hot sex, a happily ever after that has to be worked for. My stories tend to be a little dark but with some comic relief, typically in the form of sarcasm.

I like to dabble in a little of everything when it comes to stories. Romantic suspense, MM, a bit of erotica, with plans for Greek retellings, maybe some fairytale retellings, and some shifters. I write broken people who fight for their happily ever after, in all the many forms it takes.

I married a sexy man in uniform who let me spawn and am now raising a mutinous army of hell raisers that I created myself, all while he defends our country. I drink too much coffee and am sexually frustrated for your freedom. If you see me online, I’m probably sitting in a closet, hiding from my kids.

I have a ridiculous addiction to Archer, Sherlock, Supernatural, and The Big Bang Theory. I live my life spewing TV quotes and sarcasm. I’m a self confessed ass, not easily offended, and I love to laugh, almost as much as I love sleep. My laundry is rarely folded or put away and I have probably only showered once this week.

I hate schedules and planning, I have calendars, planners, and my phone yet can’t remember anything. Somehow, I’ve managed to keep 3 kids alive but I really need to become an adultier adult.

 

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Blog Tour – Matchmaking a Billionaire by Denise Grover Swank and A.R. Casella writing as Angela Denise

He’s a rich, entitled jerk and she’s falling for him fast.

Matchmaking a Billionaire, a hilarious, billionaire, matchmaking rom-com from New York Times bestselling author Denise Grover Swank and USA Today bestselling author Angela Casella writing as Angela Denise is out now!

Excerpt

Bryn
“People are always watching you, aren’t they?” I ask.
Rory takes a step toward me, and I think again about all those watching eyes. Everyone in town will be watching us now, and they’ll sense . . .
Well, they’ll sense that we’re obviously in lust with each other.
“Are you watching me, Bryn?” he says softly.
Well, throw a bucket of water on me and call me the Wicked Witch of the West.
“Sometimes it’s hard to look away,” I admit, my mouth forming the words before I have time to give it a talking-to.
His eyes sparkle, as if I just confirmed something he’s wondered about, desperately. “Do you ask so many questions of all of your clients?”
“Yes,” I fib. While he might be averse to white lies, I’m not. But before that sparkle can dim all the way, I admit, “But I don’t usually offer any information in return.”
His smile burrows under my skin. Then he glances up, taking in our observers, and says, “Let me walk you to your car.”
“It’s in the back of the parking lot,” I say.
He nods. “Lead the way.”
He walks beside me, a little too close, and even though it’s a warm night, I can feel his heat leaping toward me, like flames to paper.
Once we’re away from the front of the brewery, his hand slips to the small of my back and lingers there, and if there’s ever been anything so sexy, I don’t know what it is. We’re about to pass a copse of trees on the side of the lot when he glances around, grabs my hand, and pulls me into it. We’re in near darkness, evergreens dancing around us, and we’re standing close enough that I can feel his breath feathering my face.
His eyes are so warm they nearly immolate me.
“I don’t mean to tell you how to do your job,” he says, “but I think you succeeded before you started. I want to be set up with you.”
“Micromanaging me already, are you?” I ask, a little breathless.
“Yes.” He reaches up to touch my jaw, tracing the shape of it. “I’d like to kiss you.”
I should tell him no. Setting aside the whole four dates thing, we’re going to be working together. Giving into this . . . madness . . . is the last thing we should be doing, but I’ve been so lonely, and he’s more of a man than I’ve encountered in . . .
Forever.
He’s the kind of man I didn’t think existed in real life, to be honest.
So maybe I can temporarily forget I’m setting myself up for disaster. Because just about a year ago, my fiancé of twenty-four hours and I broke up, and within a week he was with another woman. Within three months, he’d married her. If I let myself fall for Rory, if I let myself give in to these feelings tugging at me, insisting I acknowledge them, then I won’t just be giving myself a front-row seat to him moving on . . . I might have the displeasure of being the person who helps him do it.
Still, I find myself leaning into him. “Then quit talking and do it already.”

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Synopsis

Bryn

I used to believe in what we do at Mayberry Matchmakers, but now? Love is just another four-letter word.

Too bad my grandmother hasn’t gotten the memo. When tech billionaire Rory Byrne approaches us, wanting to develop the matchmaking app my sister and I dreamed up (and Nana shot down), she jumps at the chance. My grandmother is nothing if not opportunistic.

Of course, there’s a catch. She’ll only do it if Rory lets us matchmake him the old-fashioned way.

He’s going to say no.

Please God, let him say no.

The last thing I want to do is matchmake an entitled rich jerk…especially one who looks like sin and talks a good game.

***

Rory

I’ve screwed up in love a few times, but I never screw up in business. Mayberry Matchmakers has the idea for something amazing, and I have the money and the experience to make it come to life.

I should deny Nana Mayberry’s condition. If I let them matchmake me, it’ll be all over the news, and making headlines has never interested me…especially not after the personal betrayal that nearly broke me. But I’m having trouble caring about what I should do, because Bryn Mayberry is smart, snarky, and not the slightest bit impressed with me.

Actually, this may be Mayberry Matchmakers’ easiest job yet.

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About Denise Grover Swank

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Denise Grover Swank was born in Kansas City, Missouri and lived in the area until she was nineteen. Then she became a nomadic gypsy, living in five cities, four states and ten ho uses over the course of ten years before she moved back to her roots. She speaks English and smattering of Spanish and Chinese which she learned through an intensive Nick Jr. immersion period. Her hobbies include witty Facebook comments (in own her mind) and dancing in her kitchen with her children. (Quite badly if you believe her offspring.) Hidden talents include the gift of justification and the ability to drink massive amounts of caffeine and still fall asleep within two minutes. Her lack of the sense of smell allows her to perform many unspeakable tasks. She has six children and hasn’t lost her sanity. Or so she leads you to believe.

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ANGELA CASELLA loves writing romcoms, particularly with the lovely Denise Grover Swank. They write together as Angela Denise. Angela also writes the Fairy Godmother Agency series. She lives in Asheville, NC with her husband, daughter, and two geriatric dogs. Her hobbies include herding her daughter toward less dangerous activities, stress baking, and marathon watching TV shows.

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About New York Times bestselling author Denise Grover Swank and USA Today bestselling author Angela Casella writing as Angela Denise

ANGELA DENISE is the pen name for the writing duo Angela Casella and Denise Grover Swank.

ANGELA CASELLA loves writing romcoms, particularly with the lovely Denise Grover Swank. She lives in Asheville, NC with her husband, daughter, and two geriatric dogs. Her hobbies include herding her daughter toward less dangerous activities, stress baking, and marathon watching TV shows.

DENISE GROVER SWANK is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author and has sold over three million books. She indie published her first book, a romance mystery, Twenty-Eight and a Half Wishes, in 2011. She has since published over fifty novels, multiple novellas and short stories as an indie and with five publishers. She is published in seven languages. She is a single mother to six children and four dogs and hasn’t lost her sanity. Or so she leads you to believe.

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Excerpt Reveal – These Dead Promises by L.A. Cotton

 

THESE DEAD PROMISES (Darling Hill Duet book 2)

by L.A. Cotton

Release Date: April 19th

Genre/Tropes: High School Romance/Childhood Friends/Enemies to Lovers/Football Romance

 

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Excerpt:

“You came for me,” she whispered.

“Well yeah, you’re my girl, B.” I’ll always come for you.

Silence settled between us, but it was lighter now. Strained but lighter. The need to fix this, to fix her still burned through me, gnawing my bones like acid. But there was no magic cure, no quick antidote for this. It was a part of who she was. Just another part for me to love, to understand and cherish.

Because all of Harleigh’s parts, even the broken ones, made her who she was today. And there wasn’t a single inch of her I didn’t adore.

“How are you feeling? About the game?”

I gazed down at her. “It’s just a game, Harleigh.” You’re more important.

“We both know that’s not true, Nix. It’s your chance to get out of this place. This life.” Exhaustion clung to her words making them heavy.

“Can I tell you something?” I whispered.

Harleigh turned to me, putting us face to face. “Anything.” She smiled. A small uncertain smile, but it was enough.

Enough that I said, “Going to college… leaving The Row… playing for Albany U… it all fucking terrifies me.”

“It does?” No judgment shone in her eyes, only mild surprise.

“Yeah. It freaks me the fuck out.”

“But you’re so good, Nix.”

“Here. I’m good here. But it’s college, B. What if I don’t fit in there? What if I’m not good enough?”

What if I was the boy with the sad life story? The outcast? The charity case?

She leaned up, touching her head to mine and inhaled a shaky breath. “Isn’t it better to have tried than to always wonder what if?”

A small chuckle left my lips. “You make it sound so easy.”

“You’re good enough, Nix.” Her eyes drilled into mine, the flecks of dark green hypnotic. “And you’re worthy. You deserve this. You deserve a shot at something good, something better.”

“You do too, you know? You deserve the world.” And I wanted to give it to her.

“I can’t see that far yet.” She dropped her gaze, leaving a cold chill in my veins.

“Birdie, look at me.” I angled her face to mine. “If you can’t see it yet, I’ll see it for the both of us.”

 

 

 

Blurb:

Phoenix Wilder is fighting.

For the girl he loves and the future he isn’t sure he deserves.

But he’ll do it for her.

His Birdie.

His anchor.

The only girl ever to see him for who he really is.

Harleigh Wren Maguire is trying.

For the boy she loves and the future she thought was stolen from her.

But she’ll do it for him.

Her protector.

Her heart.

The only guy to ever make her feel worth something.

But Harleigh and Nix will have to figure out what they want and what they’re willing to sacrifice before they can chase their dreams of a better life.

Because sometimes love isn’t enough.

And the promises they made could end up nothing more than bittersweet memories.

 

* 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘕𝘪𝘹 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩’𝘴 𝘥𝘶𝘦𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘓𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘋𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 17+

 

 

About the Author:

Author of over thirty mature young adult and new adult novels, LA COTTON is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.

 

Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find LA immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.

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Blog Tour – The Difference Between Someday and Forever by Aly Martinez

The world took everything from us.
And we would stop at nothing until we took it all back—forever.

The Difference Between Someday and Forever, the much anticipated and stunning conclusion to The Difference Trilogy from USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez is now live!

The world took everything from us.

As survivors of not only a plane crash, but two other impossible tragedies, we’d more than earned a life of peace. But time and time again, we were shown that fate had no intention of giving that to us.

Remi and I were soulmates. Plain and simple. Our love should have died in the depths of our darkness, but the sun still exists even when it’s not shining.

The secrets of our past threatened to destroy us at every turn, but for Remi, I would never stop fighting for our future.

The world took everything from us.
And we would stop at nothing until we took it all back—forever.

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Excerpt from The Difference Between Somebody and Someone

“Sorry, is my mood killing your buzz?” I asked.
Her blue eyes sparkled in the glow of the airplane reading light. “It really is.”
I shook my head and went back to mindlessly flipping the pages of a magazine I’d bought at the terminal back in Colorado. I’d picked it up with hopes it would be a distraction from the cyclone raging within me on our way back to Atlanta. The minute she ordered that drink, I’d known it was a lost cause.
Her hand came across the armrest and landed on my thigh. “Bowen, stop. It’s not a big deal.”
It was the truth. Compared to everything we’d been through, our house could have been swallowed by a sinkhole and it wouldn’t have been considered a big deal.
Honest to God, I was lucky to still have her at all. It had only been nine months since we’d met, but we’d lived a thousand lives in that time. Unfortunately, that also meant we’d died almost as many deaths.
Terrifying, tortuous, agony-filled deaths.
We’d also found love though—immeasurable amounts of it.
I stared down at her engagement ring. I’d cashed out a huge chunk of my savings account and still had to open a line of credit with the jewelry store to buy the three-karat princess-cut ring. The payment was roughly the same as I paid for my truck each month, but the tears in her eyes as she’d sat in her hospital bed, clutching it to her chest the day I proposed, made it all worth it.
She was worth it. Every day, every tear, every worry-filled minute shaved off my life.
I’d do it all again.
If only I weren’t so helpless to save her. I loved that woman. Whole heart. Whole soul. Bend me, break me, crack me open and she would have been there. No matter how bad it got, she was always a part of me.
I wasn’t sure anymore if she could say the same.
“Bowen,” she whispered, just as she’d done so many times before. It was a plea. One she knew I’d answer no matter the situation. No matter how mad I got. No matter how much I feared losing her again.
My gaze instinctively lifted to hers.
She smiled and the sight caused an ache in my chest. It was a lie.
God, I missed her smile.
“Baby, I’m okay.” She tilted her head to her drink. “I hate flying. That’s all this is.”
That was a lie too.
My shoulders fell and a loud breath tore from my burning lungs, but I let myself pretend, my mind going back to a time when it could have been the truth.
I thought of the nights we’d shared multiple bottles of wine and made love, laughing and moaning under the covers until the sun crept across the horizon. She’d rested peacefully in my arms. No nightmares. No crying in her sleep. No insomnia. Just even breaths, her head on my shoulder, and her body wound around mine so tightly it was like a second skin.
But that was the past.
The unreachable, insurmountable past.
The plane jerked, forcing me back to the present.
“Shit.” She moved her hand off my thigh to grasp her drink as it sloshed all over her. “Crap, crap, crap,” she chanted, using a cocktail napkin to dry the dark-red pool of tomato juice on her white pants.
For a moment, I sat there and watched her struggle. It wasn’t the most chivalrous thing to do, but I was all out of grand gestures.
She unbuckled her seat belt and lurched to her feet, her phone along with a handful of ice cubes from her lap falling to the floor. “Damn, this is going to leave a huge stain.”
The plane jerked again and she stumbled forward, crashing into the seat in front of her before I could catch her arm.
“Dammit, sit down before you get hurt.”
Ignoring me, she bent over to fish her phone from under the seat. “Hit the button for the flight attendant. I need some club soda and a lemon. STAT.”
“No, what you need is to sit down.”
I gave her arm a tug and dragged her down to the seat. Using the tip of my boot, I swept her phone toward her. Aforementioned lack of chivalry aside, I was no contortionist; leaning over to pick it up was out of the question.
She folded her upper body over my lap and blindly patted around the floor. I fought the urge to run my fingers through the back of her hair. In the beginning, it would have been a no-brainer. I’d have curled forward and suggestively whispered in her ear, “Since you’re already down there…”
She would have grinned up at me, her whole face filled with mischief as she traced a finger over my zipper, ignoring anyone who dared to watch her as she replied, “You mean down here?”
I’d have grabbed her hand and made her stop even though I was the one who had started it. She had no filter. She always took it one step too far. I’d loved that about her when we’d first met. It was fresh and exciting, a far cry from the stuffy women I’d dated in the past.
But now, she was in the past too.
We were in the past.

About Aly
Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her four hilarious children.
Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys movies that can surprise her with a twist, charcuterie boards, and her mildly neurotic golden retriever. 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 glass of wine by her side.

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Blog Tour – Married by Sunday by Sarah Ready

They’re total opposites.
But they just might be perfect for each other.

Married by Sunday, an all-new hilarious, opposites attract, road trip romantic comedy from Sarah Ready, is available now!

Opposites clash in this wild, unpredictable rom com, where two strangers team up to stop a wedding at all costs.

Nathaniel Barry is monochromatic, meticulous, and uptight. Izzy Harris is wild, unpredictable, and free-spirited. Nathaniel has a trendy apartment, a successful career, and a girlfriend he’s about to propose to. Izzy has no home, no career, and nobody special to hold her down.

They’re polar-opposites in every way.

So when they sit next to each other on the train to Romeo, New York they clash from the very start. Naturally, Nathaniel decides he wants nothing to do with Izzy. And Izzy…well, she has a different opinion.

No matter how much Nathaniel protests, Izzy knows it was fate that brought them together. Nathaniel’s girlfriend just ran off to marry another man, and Izzy swears she’ll help Nathaniel win her back. They have three days to stop the ill-advised wedding. It should be easy. It should be simple. But when two polar opposites team-up to stop a wedding, there’s only one guarantee – that nothing will go as planned.

Married by Sunday is Book 5 in Sarah Ready’s Soul Mates in Romeo Romance Series.

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Excerpt

“Excuse me, I think my boyfriend is under your table.”
I hold extremely still and crouch in a little ball under the round wooden table. The white tablecloth nearly touches the floor, but I can see the tip of Gertrude’s high heels and Raphael’s brown wingtips behind her.
“If you don’t mind, I’m just going to look.”
I close my eyes. How did my life come to this? How did I go from an incredibly successful, well-respected businessman to a disaster covered in cake crouched under a table? It’s embarrassing.
I wait for the tablecloth to lift up, but it doesn’t.
I move back but the woman at the table kicks me. I grunt and then hold still.
Wait a minute.
I recognize those shoes.
“Don’t you dare,” a woman with a southern drawl a mile wide says. “My husband is under this table giving me the French tickle, it’s our honeymoon, and I always wanted a little tongue bath in public. Ah ah. Back away from the tablecloth, missy.”
A grin spreads across my face. She’s absurd, she’s obscene, she’s the best.
I could kiss her.
“If you lift this tablecloth, this whole restaurant and all them old ladies will see my hoo-ha. That’ll ruin their appetites. Or it’ll make ’em jealous. Either way.”
“Uh…uh…what?”
“My treasure,” Raphael says, “the lady says the man you saw is her husband.”
“But…but I swear I saw Nathaniel. I don’t know why he’s here. I told him not to come,” Gertrude says.
“Well, that settles it. You couldn’t have seen a Nathaniel. My husband’s name is Devon.”
I stifle a surprised laugh and Izzy kicks at me again.
“Now, if you’ll please excuse us, I’d like to get back to it. We only live once, ya know.”
Wow.
She’s crazy.
She’s perfect.
She rescued me.

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About Sarah Ready
Author Sarah Ready writes contemporary romance and romantic comedy. Her books have been described as “euphoric”, “heartwarming” and “laugh out loud”. Her debut novel The Fall in Love Checklist was hailed as “the unicorn read of 2020”. She loves to write fast-paced, emotionally compelling romances about quirky, smart women and the men who love them.

Before writing romance full-time Sarah had lots of fun teaching at an Ivy League. Then she realized she could have even more fun writing romance. Her favorite things after writing are adventuring and travel. You’ll frequently find her using her degree at a dino dig site, crawling into a cave, snorkeling, or on horseback riding through the jungle – all fodder for her next book. She’s lived in Scotland, Norway, Portugal, Switzerland and NYC. She currently lives in the Caribbean with her water-obsessed pup and her awesome family.
You can visit her online at www.sarahready.com

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Blog Tour – Gouda Friends by Cathy Yardley

GOUDA FRIENDS by Cathy Yardley is out now! Check out the gorgeous friends-to-lovers romcom and grab your copy today!

Title: Gouda Friends

Author: Cathay Yardley

Genre: RomCom

About Gouda Friends:

Two high school BFFs reunite and endeavor to fix each other’s lives in this geeky romance from the author of Love, Comment, Subscribe.

Tam Doan dumped her boyfriend after he threw away her gourmet cheese. Sure, it’s a little more complicated than that, but the point is, he had it coming. Newly single and unemployed, Tam calls up her best friend from high school and utters the emergency code word—goldfish. Next thing she knows, she’s on a plane back home.

Josh O’Malley was a troubled, unconfident teenager. Now he’s the successful owner of a multimillion-dollar ghost kitchen. Tam, his high school BFF and fellow member of the Nerd Herd friend group, was instrumental in building his self-esteem. When she calls him out of the blue, he jumps at the chance to return the favor.

Josh and Tam immediately get to work fixing her life—but again, it’s complicated. Their close friendship was always a lifeline between them; a blooming romance might confuse things. Still, at least one thing is for certain: their chemistry is un-brie-lievable.

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Exclusive Excerpt:

He probably should just ignore it, let it go to voice mail. But . . .

Damn it. He knew people in New York, and maybe it was an emergency.

You only know two people in New York, at least well enough for them to call this late, and it’s been years.

He grimaced, then accepted the call. “Hello?”

There was a pause, a long one. And he was ready to hang up when he heard a short impatient huff, then a woman’s low voice. “Goldfish.”

Every muscle in his body tensed.

He knew that voice. And he knew what it meant when she said that word.

“Do I need to kill someone, baby girl,” he said automatically, “or just help you hide ‘em?”

Read Kay’s Review: Gouda Friends

About the Author:

Cathy Yardley is an award-winning author of romance, chick lit, and urban fantasy, who has sold over 1.2 million copies of books for publishers like St. Martin’s, Avon, and Harlequin. She writes fun, geeky, and diverse characters who believe that underdogs can make good and sometimes being a little wrong is just right. She likes writing about quirky, crazy adventures, because she’s had plenty of her own: she had her own army in the Society of Creative Anachronism; she’s spent a New Year’s on a 3-day solitary vision quest in the Mojave Desert; she had VIP access to the Viper Room in Los Angeles. Now, she spends her time writing in the wilds of East Seattle, trying to prevent her son from learning the truth of any of said adventures, and riding herd on her two dogs (and one husband.)

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Excerpt Reveal – Death Wish by K. Webster

DEATH WISH (Deception Duet #2) by K. Webster
Release Date: March 29th
Genre/Tropes: Reverse Harem /Cinderella Story

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EXCERPT:
The thought of being in control of a situation, for once in my life, is gratifying. Empowered by that thought, I ignore them.
They say they like to play games.
Well, boys, I’ll play.
“So, Sparrow and I had sex today,” I say around a mouthful of fried rice.
Sparrow curses under his breath and Sully chokes on his food for a second. Scout doesn’t react, continuing to eat as though my revelation doesn’t bother him.
“He says I’m his,” I taunt, unable to stop now that I’ve started. “Is that true, Scout?”
Poke the beast, Landry. Terrific idea.
I’m so used to tiptoeing around the monster in my life, that these guys pale in comparison.
“Ours,” Scout clarifies, his nostrils flaring.
He’s not as apathetic as he’s trying to be.
“So how does this whole sharing thing work?” I continue with a saccharine smile sent Scout’s way. “Am I completely off-limits to Sparrow while you’re gone? Or are we just sleepover buddies who cuddle? What if Sully wants a piece? If there are rules to this stupid arrangement, I’m pretty sure we broke them. Oops.”
“Why are you doing this?” Sparrow demands, hurt shining in his maple eyes.
“Why not?” I shovel more food into my mouth, ignoring their intense stares.
“Yeah,” Sully chimes in. “What are the rules, because I’m pretty pissed that all I am in this situation is the fucking babysitter?”
“No one asked you to babysit,” I snap, glowering at him. “Maybe you three can schedule in who watches Della while the other two take turns tag-teaming me.”
Sparrow shoves his container away from him. “Enough. You’re just trying to rile us up and it won’t work.”
But it will.
They’re all getting pissed. I can see it all over their matching faces. Jealousy. Possessiveness. Each of them wants me all to themselves. I’m not a fucking pie you can cut into three sections and separate equally.
“I’m done eating. Scout? Is it your turn?”
“Stop,” Sparrow growls. “I said that’s fucking enough.”
“You’re not the boss,” I bite back, pointing at Sparrow. “Is he? Scout, are you the boss?”
“Honey,” Sully starts, his voice soft like he’s trying to calm me.
“I’m not your honey! I’m your stupid toy!” I yell in a mocking tone. “Take your turns! Use me up! Come on, Scout. It’s our turn to fuck!”
Push. Push. Push.
I crave to push all three of them right off the edge.

Blurb:
All I wanted is for my little sister Della to be safe and happy. And maybe, in brief stolen moments, I dreamed of a happy ending for myself with a brown-eyed man. That hope has turned into sharp, bright fear. There’s only survival now.

I’m the daughter of a controlling and cruel billionaire, so I understand about power. But I find myself fighting anyway. I find myself testing them.

I have claws and I bite. I’m not going down without a fight.

It’s like I have a death wish.

About K. Webster:
K Webster is a USA Today Bestselling author. Her titles have claimed many bestseller tags in numerous categories, are translated in multiple languages, and have been adapted into audiobooks. She lives in “Tornado Alley” with her husband, two children, and her baby dog named Blue. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, drinking copious amounts of coffee, and researching aliens.

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PRE-ORDER BLITZ – Provocation by T.K. Leigh

Title: Provocation
Series: Temptation #3
Author: T.K. Leigh
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: April 25, 2022
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One week. No names. No expectations.

That was our agreement.
We were supposed to walk away once our time in Hawaii was over.

No matter what.

But that was before I finally decided to take a risk and jump.
And that’s precisely what being involved with Lachlan Hale is… A risk.
Between the complications that go along with dating a celebrity and the real possibility that my ex-husband is still watching my every move, there are times I question whether it’s worth it.
Whether I’m selfishly putting Lachlan’s life at risk, too.
But like he promised… We’ll get through it. Together.
Until the bottom drops in a way I never could have anticipated.
Lines are drawn.
Loyalties are tested.
And I’m stuck in the middle, engaged in a fierce battle between my head and my heart…

Where there can only be one winner.

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T.K. Leigh is the USA Today Bestselling author of romance ranging from fun and flirty to sexy and suspenseful. Originally from New England, she now resides outside of Raleigh with her husband, beautiful daughter, special needs rescue dog, and three cats. When she’s not writing, she can be found training for her next marathon (of which she has run over twenty fulls and far too many halfs to recall) or chasing her daughter around the house.
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Blog Tour – Sabotage by Shantel Tessier

Sabotage, an all-new dark stand-alone romance from USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Shantel Tessier is available now!

COLTON
Raylee Lexington Adams is my stepsister and the one woman in the world who can make my blood boil.
She’s vindictive, a lot of crazy, and absolutely stunning.
I hate everything about her except for when she’s on her knees begging me to use her as my own personal toy.
We’ve been playing a game of cat and mouse for far too long. We have used each other for our own sick pleasure.
I’ve ruined every relationship my little princess has ever had. A sure way that she’ll come crawling back to me, begging me for what only I can give her when another man fails her.
But I got tired of watching others get a piece of what is mine. So, I did what any rational man would do—I staked my claim, showed the world that she belonged to me, and I’m going to do whatever it takes to make her believe it too.

RAYLEE
Colton Remington Knox is a man I despise but can’t say no to.
He’s what any girl would call a walking red flag. But I’ve never claimed to be a smart woman when it comes to men. Why should he be any different?
I’ve always managed to hold my own against him. But this time, he’s gone too far. Posting a video of me on my knees for him, for what? To brag? Embarrass me? He’s acting like he doesn’t know me very well.
Colt wants to play a game? I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure I win. No matter what it costs me. People already think I have no dignity, so why let them down now?

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Excerpt

“Boys.” She greets my friends, coming to a stop in front of me but doesn’t look at them standing next to me. Instead, her eyes stay on mine before dropping to my exposed chest. “I hope I didn’t interrupt you.” Her red-painted lips pull down slightly for a brief second as if the thought of pulling me from a woman would make her sad. But when her eyes lift to meet mine again, a devious smile spreads across her face, telling me how she really feels about what I was in the middle of. “Shouldn’t have shared that video.”

I lean forward, and she doesn’t retreat. No, that’s one thing about this bitch. She’s not afraid of anything. I get close enough to smell the smoke lingering on her clothes from what’s left of my car, and whisper, “That video is nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you.”

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New Release – Gouda Friends by Cathy Yardley

GOUDA FRIENDS by Cathy Yardley is out now! Check out the gorgeous friends-to-lovers romcom and grab your copy today!

Title: Gouda Friends

Author: Cathay Yardley

Genre: RomCom

About Gouda Friends:

Two high school BFFs reunite and endeavor to fix each other’s lives in this geeky romance from the author of Love, Comment, Subscribe.

Tam Doan dumped her boyfriend after he threw away her gourmet cheese. Sure, it’s a little more complicated than that, but the point is, he had it coming. Newly single and unemployed, Tam calls up her best friend from high school and utters the emergency code word—goldfish. Next thing she knows, she’s on a plane back home.

Josh O’Malley was a troubled, unconfident teenager. Now he’s the successful owner of a multimillion-dollar ghost kitchen. Tam, his high school BFF and fellow member of the Nerd Herd friend group, was instrumental in building his self-esteem. When she calls him out of the blue, he jumps at the chance to return the favor.

Josh and Tam immediately get to work fixing her life—but again, it’s complicated. Their close friendship was always a lifeline between them; a blooming romance might confuse things. Still, at least one thing is for certain: their chemistry is un-brie-lievable.

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He probably should just ignore it, let it go to voice mail. But . . .

Damn it. He knew people in New York, and maybe it was an emergency.

You only know two people in New York, at least well enough for them to call this late, and it’s been years.

He grimaced, then accepted the call. “Hello?”

There was a pause, a long one. And he was ready to hang up when he heard a short impatient huff, then a woman’s low voice. “Goldfish.”

Every muscle in his body tensed.

He knew that voice. And he knew what it meant when she said that word.

“Do I need to kill someone, baby girl,” he said automatically, “or just help you hide ‘em?”

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About the Author:

Cathy Yardley is an award-winning author of romance, chick lit, and urban fantasy, who has sold over 1.2 million copies of books for publishers like St. Martin’s, Avon, and Harlequin. She writes fun, geeky, and diverse characters who believe that underdogs can make good and sometimes being a little wrong is just right. She likes writing about quirky, crazy adventures, because she’s had plenty of her own: she had her own army in the Society of Creative Anachronism; she’s spent a New Year’s on a 3-day solitary vision quest in the Mojave Desert; she had VIP access to the Viper Room in Los Angeles. Now, she spends her time writing in the wilds of East Seattle, trying to prevent her son from learning the truth of any of said adventures, and riding herd on her two dogs (and one husband.)

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Blog Tour – The Savage by Sophie Lark

She needs to learn how savage I can be.

The Savage, a dark romance full of off-the-charts heat and chemistry from bestselling author Sophie Lark is available now!

How Do You Tame A Savage?

Sabrina Gallo is an animal.

From the moment I laid eyes on her, I had to have her.

But Sabrina won’t be taken by anyone. She’s wild and reckless – downright dangerous.

Lucky for me, I’ve always loved a challenge… I want to hunt.

Even if I capture her, caging a tiger doesn’t mean it’s tamed.

The harder she fights, the more ruthless I become.

She needs to learn how savage I can be.

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Excerpt

Adrik Petrov

I came all the way to Croatia for Sabrina Gallo.

This might seem like madness, having met her only once before. I guess you could say she made an impression on me.

She haunted me like a piece of music that wouldn’t stop playing in my head. Even when I thought I was thinking of something else, I could hear that husky laugh of hers, wild and mocking, echoing through my brain.

I’m used to being the most outrageous person in the room–the one who will go the furthest and do the most.

I was the electricity.

Until Sabrina crashed down in front of me, like a hundred million volts of lightning right at my feet.

She forced her way into my rescue mission, stubborn and unapologetic. I didn’t want the Gallos with us; it was supposed to be a family affair. I soon saw she was more than capable–downright ingenious. At the end of one single night in her company, I knew I’d never seen anything like her and might never again.

So I demanded that she meet me on the dock on the last day of school.

I wanted a day alone with her–to take her apart like a pocket-watch and see what makes her tick.

I’m good at reading people. Really fucking good.

Once you understand how people think, you know what they’ll do.

I did not predict that within five minutes of meeting her, a school-girl who barely goes up to my chin would roar away from on a stolen bike.

Even less did I guess that Sabrina would beat me to the restaurant, securing her own table right by the window without even accessing my reservation.

About Sophie
Sophie Lark is an Amazon Bestselling author who writes intense, intelligent romance, with heroines who are strong and capable, and men who will do anything to capture their hearts. She lives with her husband, two boys, and baby girl in the Rocky Mountain West.

She has a slight obsession with hiking, bodybuilding, and live comedy shows. Her perfect day would be taking the kids to Harry Potter World, going dancing with Mr. Lark, then relaxing with a good book and a monster bag of salt and vinegar chips.

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Blog Tour – Love on the Lake by Helena Hunting

Love on the Lake, a beautiful small town standalone romance filled with laughter and tears from New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting, is live now!

Teagan Firestone has always been the dutiful daughter, especially since her mom died. But as her father finally begins to move on, it’s her turn to do the same. Her destination: Pearl Lake, a close-knit community with an entrepreneurial spirit and secrets of its own.

One of them is Aaron Saunders, who dropped out of college to work construction for Pearl Lake’s upper class. He’s a mystery and has a playboy reputation—that is, until he meets Teagan. Neither of them is looking for love, but in a town this small, it’s hard not to let your heart get involved.

As their romance heats up, Aaron’s elusive past comes to light and Teagan is there for him, bringing them even closer together. But when Teagan is forced to face her own demons, her inability to accept the support of friends and family threatens the life she’s worked so hard to build.

Can Aaron love her, even when she can’t love herself?

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Excerpt

She crooks a finger, beckoning me closer. But there’s only six inches separating us. If I take a step forward, my boots will touch her toes. So I bend instead, until my ear is next to her lips, like I’m waiting for her to tell me a secret.
For a moment I consider the fact that I’ve been up and down the stairs to the loft at least a dozen times. The only air circulation in here is from a portable fan, so I’ve been sweating and shirtless for several hours. I might not smell all that fresh.
But that thought disappears when her fingertips drag along my collarbone and I feel the warmth of her breath at the edge of my jaw.
“Aaron.”
Her palm wraps around the back of my neck. So soft. So warm.
I swallow and grind out, “I’m listening.”
Her thumb finds that spot between my ear and my jaw, and she presses, gently at first and then more firmly. Her lips brush the shell of my ear, and she whispers, “Look at me.”
I feel like a marionette, and she’s pulling all my strings. I turn my head toward her, and her lips brush across my cheek, sending a hot shiver down my spine, lighting me up like a pinball machine.
Teagan Firestone is a dangerous woman. Sweet, beautiful, broken, and yet . . . bold and resilient. She’s a lethal combination, and it’s all compounded when those soft lips meet mine.
I don’t even know what’s happening. Well, I know. I’m kissing her. Or she’s kissing me. She definitely started it.
It’s like an explosion. Like an entire warehouse of firecrackers igniting at the same time. I groan into her mouth and wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against me.
Our tongues tangle, and her other hand grips my biceps, sliding up and over my shoulder. She knocks my hat off my head, and it drops to the floor behind me. And then both of her hands are in my hair, sliding through the damp strands, gripping at the crown, angling my head farther to the side. Deepening the kiss.
Dragging it out.

About Helena Hunting

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy.

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Blog Tour – Runaway by Ivy Smoak

Runaway, the must-read emotional fifth book in the Empire High Series from USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Amazon bestselling author Ivy Smoak is available now!

To the first boy I ever loved.
I intended to keep my promises to you. I swear. I loved you, Matthew Caldwell. With my whole heart. I think a piece of me will always love you.
But it all came crashing down when I realized you didn’t keep your promises to me.
I refuse to take any of my days for granted. I learned that the hard way.
So I’m sorry. But I can’t keep my promises to someone who didn’t keep theirs.
XOXO,
-Brooklyn Sanders

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Excerpt

Friday – 16 years ago

Matt. I squeezed his hand and he squeezed mine back. God I loved him so much. And waking up next to him had quickly become my favorite thing. In a few months, I’d be his wife. Our wedding day couldn’t come soon enough. I couldn’t wait to be Brooklyn Caldwell. Matt squeezed my hand again. It was the most comforting feeling in the world.
Especially after the crazy nightmare I’d just had. I’d dreamt that I’d played a horrible prank on my evil half-sister Isabella. Matt had been furious with me. And I could see why. Isabella had fallen through the ceiling in my nightmare. The prank had gone way too far. Such a crazy dream.
But then I felt a sharp pain in my side. I winced. And everything suddenly felt…wrong. Like the room was spinning. I felt like I was going to be sick.
This didn’t feel like the bed I shared with Matt. The mattress was hard and the sheets were thin and itchy.
The room didn’t smell like him either. It didn’t smell like anything at all. And that was most certainly not Matt’s hand holding mine. It was all wrong.
I opened my eyes and had to blink because the room was blindingly white. My dad was sitting next to me holding my hand. His eyes were closed and he was in a wheelchair, his arm attached to an IV in the corner. For just a second I was alarmed by how sickly he looked. For just a second…I was worried about him. Which was ironic. Because he certainly wasn’t worried about me. He didn’t give a shit about me.
It felt like my heart stopped beating. None of it was a dream. No.
Never. Nunca.

Tears started welling in my eyes. The prank had happened. Matt did hate me. He’d left me. He’d called me a liar and just walked away. He didn’t answer any of my calls or texts. He just…ignored my existence. Just like he had when we’d first met. Like I meant nothing to him. My chest ached. Like my heart was ripping in two. Matthew Caldwell hates me.
And yet…none of that was the worst thing. The monster sitting next to my bed topped everything else. And I needed to get the hell away from him.
I pulled my hand out of my dad’s grip.
That startled him awake. “You’re awake, princess,” he said, his voice hoarse and groggy.
I was not his princess. That was his name for my evil half-sister. And I wanted no part in it. I wanted no part of this family. “Don’t call me that.” My voice sounded even hoarser than his. I looked down at the IV that was attached to my wrist and tried to pull it out.
“What are you doing?” He reached out to stop me.
“Don’t touch me!” My stomach rolled as I sat up. I was definitely about to be sick.
“Princess, calm down. You need to rest.”
I pulled out the IV and grabbed my wrist as the blood dribbled down my arm. I needed to get out of this room. I needed to get away from the man that called himself my father. That sick fuck.
“Brooklyn, you need to calm down,” he said more forcefully.
“You stole…you stole my…” It was like my mind was all jumbled. Everything was blurry as I tried to climb out of bed. And my side hurt so damn much. When I pushed myself off the bed, I fell to my knees. My foot hit the metal pole the IV was attached to, and it fell to the ground with a clang.
“Brooklyn, stop.” He reached out for me again.
I cringed when he put his hands on my shoulders. Ow. I grabbed my stomach. I wasn’t going to be sick. I was just in pain because my dad had tried to kill me.

“Shit,” my dad mumbled.
Something in the room started beeping like crazy.

And Dr. Wilson rushed in. “What on earth is going on in here? Did she fall out of bed?”
“She’s hysterical,” my dad said. “Do something!”
Hysterical? I’m not hysterical. He was the crazy one, not me. “Help me,” I croaked and grabbed Dr. Wilson’s pant leg.
Dr. Wilson stared down at me like I’d lost my mind. Like I was a feral animal he wanted to kick away. Why was he looking at me like that? I was asking him for help. Begging him to save me from this hell. Did he not realize what had just happened?
“I didn’t agree to this,” I said. “I didn’t. Let me go. Please let me go. Let me out of here.” It felt like air wasn’t reaching my lungs fast enough. I choked on my own breath.
Dr. Wilson glanced at my dad and then back at me.
“Please get me out of here. I don’t want to be here anymore.” Not in this room. Not near my dad. Not in this house. Not in this fucking state.
“Did you give her too many painkillers?” my dad asked.
“I…” Dr. Wilson’s voice trailed off. “I don’t know. Did you see her take more medication?”
I’m not high! But Dr. Wilson’s statement made me realize that he was not here to help me. He was part of the reason I was in pain. He’d performed the surgery. It wasn’t just my dad. Dr. Wilson was a monster too. I couldn’t be here. I needed to get away from both of them. I tried to get up but fell back down.
“Brooklyn, try to take a deep breath for me,” my dad said. “I think you’re just having a panic attack.”
Fuck him for using that against me. I trusted him. And now he was trying to make me feel insane. “I’m not,” I gasped. Maybe I was. But deep breathing wasn’t going to help. I needed to get out of this haunted apartment.
“I’ll take you wherever you want to go,” my dad said. “Where do you want to go, princess?”
Stop calling me that. I wasn’t his princess. I wanted nothing to do with him. “Please just let me go.” I tried to push myself up off the floor but the pain was blinding. The room started to spin. The door seemed like it was a million miles away. If I could just…
“We’ll get you back to your bedroom, alright?” my dad said. “Please take a deep breath.” “No. I don’t want to be here anymore. Please.” I felt the tears streaming down my cheeks.
He lowered his eyebrows. “Okay. We’ll get you out of here, if that’s what you want. Just tell me where you want to go.”
I wanted to go to Matt’s. Desperately. But he no longer wanted me there. He’d made that pretty clear after our fight. And my best friend, Kennedy, was mad at me too. I had nowhere to go. But I needed out of this room. Out of this house. Out of this life. I couldn’t do this anymore. Everything hurt.
“Just tell me where, princess.”
I wasn’t his fucking princess. “As far away as possible from you.”
His face fell. “Brooklyn, what’s going on?”
“You stole my fucking kidney, you psychopath!” I tried to stand up again but the room was spinning too fast.

About Ivy
Ivy Smoak is the Wall Street Journal, USA Today, and Amazon #1 bestselling author of The Hunted Series. Her books have sold over 2 million copies worldwide.
When she’s not writing, you can find Ivy binge watching too many TV shows, taking long walks, playing outside, and generally refusing to act like an adult. She lives with her husband in Delaware.
It’s been a wild ride to chase her dreams…

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EXCERPT Reveal- GOUDA FRIENDS by Cathy Yardley

 

GOUDA FRIENDS by Cathy Yardley is coming in eleven days! Check out the gorgeous friends-to-lovers romcom and pre-order your copy today!

Title: Gouda Friends

Author: Cathay Yardley

Genre: RomCom

Release Date: March 22nd

About Gouda Friends:

Two high school BFFs reunite and endeavor to fix each other’s lives in this geeky romance from the author of Love, Comment, Subscribe.

Tam Doan dumped her boyfriend after he threw away her gourmet cheese. Sure, it’s a little more complicated than that, but the point is, he had it coming. Newly single and unemployed, Tam calls up her best friend from high school and utters the emergency code word—goldfish. Next thing she knows, she’s on a plane back home.

Josh O’Malley was a troubled, unconfident teenager. Now he’s the successful owner of a multimillion-dollar ghost kitchen. Tam, his high school BFF and fellow member of the Nerd Herd friend group, was instrumental in building his self-esteem. When she calls him out of the blue, he jumps at the chance to return the favor.

Josh and Tam immediately get to work fixing her life—but again, it’s complicated. Their close friendship was always a lifeline between them; a blooming romance might confuse things. Still, at least one thing is for certain: their chemistry is un-brie-lievable.

 

 

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She thought back to the spectacularly shitty day she’d had, and the fact that approximately ten feet away, her boyfriend was currently naked and wrapped around a strange woman like kudzu.

Nope. Don’t care at all.

She frowned, her motions getting a little noisier and more frantic. Finally, she pulled the drawer out, dumping the contents on the counter.

The cheese was gone.

“What the hell?” she hissed, tearing through the rest of the fridge. “Where is it? Where is it?

That, unfortunately, was the moment she snapped.

 

About the Author:

Cathy Yardley is an award-winning author of romance, chick lit, and urban fantasy, who has sold over 1.2 million copies of books for publishers like St. Martin’s, Avon, and Harlequin. She writes fun, geeky, and diverse characters who believe that underdogs can make good and sometimes being a little wrong is just right. She likes writing about quirky, crazy adventures, because she’s had plenty of her own: she had her own army in the Society of Creative Anachronism; she’s spent a New Year’s on a 3-day solitary vision quest in the Mojave Desert; she had VIP access to the Viper Room in Los Angeles. Now, she spends her time writing in the wilds of East Seattle, trying to prevent her son from learning the truth of any of said adventures, and riding herd on her two dogs (and one husband.)

 

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EXCERPT Reveal- These Dirty Lies by L.A. Cotton

THESE DIRTY LIES (Darling Hill Duet #1) by L.A. Cotton

Release Date: March 15th

Genre/Tropes: High School Romance/Childhood Friends/Enemies to Lovers/Football Romance

 

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Excerpt:

Harleigh wasn’t one of them. She wasn’t. But my eyes weren’t deceiving me. She was standing right fucking there. The same girl I’d always known and yet different somehow. I needed to get closer, to see her eyes. Her expressions. To hear her voice. It wasn’t something I wanted to do. It was something I needed to do. Like breathing air or drinking water.

Without it, I wouldn’t be able to rest.

To survive.

I wouldn’t be able to move the fuck on.

But I couldn’t exactly scale the fence and stroll up to them and ask for five minutes of her time. If she saw me. If they saw me…

No, I’d have to be patient. Bide my time and wait for the right moment.

They disappeared into the house and disappointment curled in my stomach, my mind running wild with scenarios about the guy. Who was he? How did he know Birdie? How well did he know her?

Anger bubbled in my chest, burning me up on the inside. I’d always thought of her as mine. Even when I hadn’t been old enough to realize what that word meant, the connotations it held.

Mine.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

Except she wasn’t mine now.

Maybe she never had been.

Blurb:

From 𝘜𝘚𝘈 𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 and 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘑𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 bestselling author L A Cotton comes a brand new angsty and gritty romance duet.

 

Harleigh Wren Maguire is broken.

At least, that’s what it feels like, a puzzle whose pieces no longer fit right.

She knows one thing though: never trust your heart.

It won’t lead you right, it’ll trick you. Betray you. And in the end, it’ll kill you.

 

Phoenix Wilder is angry.

 

At least, that’s what it feels like, eating him up inside.

He knows one thing though: never trust your heart.

It won’t fix things, it’ll break them. Taint them. And in the end, it’ll destroy them.

Once upon a time, Harleigh and Nix were everything to each other. They shared their secrets, their hopes and dreams.

But things are different now.

They’re different.

And maybe everything they remember was nothing but a lie.

About the Author:

Author of over thirty mature young adult and new adult novels, LA COTTON is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.

 

Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find LA immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.

 

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Sneak Peek – Married by Sunday by Sarah Ready

When opposites attract love may be ignited.

Married by Sunday, an all-new, laugh-out-loud, romantic comedy standalone from Sarah Ready is coming March 22nd, and we have your first look!

Sneak Peek

“Sir?” the snack cart man says. “Coffee?”
The man next to me gives the snack cart vendor a distracted look and then a sharp nod. He holds up his finger to indicate he’d like one large coffee.
Well. He’s not very friendly, is he?
But he is getting coffee…
My stomach gives a tight hungry clench. I make my decision, because honestly, hunger is a great motivator. Plus, it’s fate.
“Devon, anything else?” I ask. I’ve decided that the man next to me is named Devon. He looks like a Devon.
Clearly, he doesn’t answer, because he’s on the phone, ignoring everyone but the crazy-in-love lady on the other end.
I turn back to the snack cart man and smile apologetically. “He’s on the phone with his sister, she’s causing him all sorts of trouble. You see, my husband and I are on our honeymoon and all we wanted was a little time to ourselves. But family…” I shrug. “You know how it is.”
“What does he want then?” asks the man impatiently. There are gobs of people waiting for snacks in the rows ahead of us.
I tilt my head and study the menu pasted to the side of the cart. I lick my lips. “He’ll have that coffee with cream and sugar. A ham and cheese croissant. A chocolate chip muffin. And, hmmm a bag of salt and vinegar chips.”
The snack vendor grunts and starts pulling out the food. I horde it, gathering it on my lap.
“Anything for you?”
I nod, my eyes going glassy from the food smells wafting up to me. “I’ll have a blueberry muffin. An apple. Another ham and cheese croissant. And a large coffee, no cream, but lots of sugar.”
My stomach twists again and I lick my lips.
I set the food in my lap, and then pull out the tray to put the coffee on. It’s steaming and smells so good that I almost start crying again.
The vendor uses an old blocky calculator to ring up the total.
“Twenty-six dollars,” he says.
I look at the vendor, then I look at Devon, then back at the vendor and shrug.
“Please. You can’t possibly get married Sunday. Fine. Bye. I’ll see you—” Devon sighs and clutches his head for a second then he turns to the vendor. It looks like his phone conversation is done. “How much?” he asks.
“Twenty-six dollars.”
Devon’s eyebrows scrunch down and he scowls at the vendor. “For a large? How much do you charge for a small?”
The large-nosed vendor rolls his eyes. “The coffees are four dollars. The croissants ten. The muffins, eight. The apple-”
“I don’t want all that, I just want coffee.”
“Your wife ordered for you,” the vendor says.
“What wife? I don’t have a wife.” Devon looks a little confused and a whole lot offended.
I give the vendor a sweet smile. “It’s a game we play. Being newlyweds. Devon thinks it’s funny.”
Devon gives me an appalled look, and I think he’s only just realized that I’m in the seat next to him. “Excuse me? We’re not married.”
I look back at the vendor. “See?” I open my eyes wide and flutter my lashes. “Come on Devon, don’t be that way.”
I didn’t think it was possible, but Devon becomes even more stiff-backed and starched looking.

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Synopsis

Opposites clash in this wild, unpredictable rom com, where two strangers team up to stop a wedding at all costs.

Nathaniel Barry is monochromatic, meticulous, and uptight. Izzy Harris is wild, unpredictable, and free-spirited. Nathaniel has a trendy apartment, a successful career, and a girlfriend he’s about to propose to. Izzy has no home, no career, and nobody special to hold her down.

They’re polar-opposites in every way.

So when they sit next to each other on the train to Romeo, New York they clash from the very start. Naturally, Nathaniel decides he wants nothing to do with Izzy. And Izzy…well, she has a different opinion.

No matter how much Nathaniel protests, Izzy knows it was fate that brought them together. Nathaniel’s girlfriend just ran off to marry another man, and Izzy swears she’ll help Nathaniel win her back. They have three days to stop the ill-advised wedding. It should be easy. It should be simple. But when two polar opposites team-up to stop a wedding, there’s only one guarantee – that nothing will go as planned.

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About Sarah Ready
Author Sarah Ready writes contemporary romance and romantic comedy. Her books have been described as “euphoric”, “heartwarming” and “laugh out loud”. Her debut novel The Fall in Love Checklist was hailed as “the unicorn read of 2020”. She loves to write fast-paced, emotionally compelling romances about quirky, smart women and the men who love them.

Before writing romance full-time Sarah had lots of fun teaching at an Ivy League. Then she realized she could have even more fun writing romance. Her favorite things after writing are adventuring and travel. You’ll frequently find her using her degree at a dino dig site, crawling into a cave, snorkeling, or on horseback riding through the jungle – all fodder for her next book. She’s lived in Scotland, Norway, Portugal, Switzerland and NYC. She currently lives in the Caribbean with her water-obsessed pup and her awesome family.
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New Release – Persuasion by T.K. Leigh

Title: Persuasion
Series: Temptation #2
Author: T.K. Leigh
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 7, 2022
BLURB
I came to Hawaii to get answers about my sister’s death.
But that all changes when I meet her.
Beautiful. Charming. Haunted.
And the last thing I need in my life.
But that doesn’t mean I can stay away from her, a powerful force pulling me toward her when all rationale tells me to keep my distance.
So we make an agreement.
One week. No names. No falling in love.
It’s the perfect plan.
Until a shocking revelation shakes my foundation to its core, leaving me to question everything I thought I knew about her.
I knew this temptation was a disaster waiting to happen.
I didn’t realize it would be so devastating.
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EXCERPT
“And how about my beautiful wife?” Nick turned to me, expression shifting.
Less loving. More…dangerous.
“Would you like to see what I brought back for you?” His lips curved up in the corner, eyes flaming with something sinister and dark. But it was gone in a heartbeat, making me question my sanity, as always seemed to be the case.
I nodded subtly.
He stepped toward me, gripping my hip in a possessive hold. I sucked in a shaky breath at the contact. He leaned closer, eyes darkening.
“How do you ask?”
My pulse kicked up. Most other couples would think this a fun game. A play on dominant versus submissive. But nothing about the way Nick held me felt playful. It felt…threatening.
“Please, Nick,” I said, partly begging for him to let me go. Partly begging for whatever it was he brought me, even though a voice in my head told me I shouldn’t want anything to do with it.
Pushing down the trepidation swimming in my stomach, I swallowed hard, brightening my expression as I forced out a charming smile.
“Can I please see what you’ve brought me? You always spoil us.”
He crushed his lips to mine. I moaned, playing the part of his affectionate, loving wife, even though everything about this felt…wrong.
But I had no proof. He’d never hit me. Never hurt me. In fact, he did everything to give me my dreams at the expense of his own.
“Because you’re my Hera,” he murmured against my lips. “My goddess. My queen. My immortal beloved.” He trailed kisses along my jawline before pressing his mouth back to mine.
When he finally pulled away, much to my relief, he kept his eyes trained on mine. Reaching into the inside pocket of his tweed jacket, he removed a long, gold chain, a tulip dangling from the end, the bulb a pear-shaped opal. The gold appeared tarnished and worn. This definitely wasn’t something he’d found at the corner jewelry store.
“When I saw this, I knew there was only one neck on this planet it would look good on.” He stepped behind me, brushing my long, blonde waves off my shoulders.
I remained frozen as he secured the piece. It was delicate, weighing mere ounces. But it felt so heavy around my neck, suffocating and cutting off my air.
I had no reason to think this was anything but a generous gift from a doting husband.
But, somehow, I knew there was more to it.
That he simply didn’t walk into an antique store and purchase this.
That there was something incredibly malevolent about how he came to be the owner of this necklace.
I wanted it off me. Wanted nothing to do with it.
But I didn’t have a choice.
With Nick, I never had a choice.
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Blog Tour – Always Meant To Be by Siobhan Davis

“Ken and Van’s story will hit your feelings like a freight train. It is angsty, delicious and original. Everything I look for in an epic romance.” – LJ Shen, Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author

Always Meant to Be, an all-new emotional and forbidden stand-alone romance from USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Siobhan Davis is available now!

He’s my eighteen-year-old son’s best friend, and I’m old enough to know better. 

My marriage is falling apart, and Vander’s home life is tragic. 

Yet, his broken parts speak to mine, and amid all the chaos, a true connection is formed.  

The only peace I find is in those stolen moments when we share our darkest secrets and our deepest desires. 

This thing between us has disaster written all over it. 

But I’m powerless to resist the magnetic pull that draws us closer and closer. 

Until lines are crossed, boundaries are broken, and everything I thought I knew about myself is undone. 

This reverse age-gap romance contains mature scenes, dark themes, and situations that may push your boundaries. Reader caution is advised.

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Excerpt

VANDER 

“You belong with someone your own age,” she counters after a few intense beats. She pulls her hand away from my face and averts her gaze. “You deserve to find someone young and pretty without any complications. I want you to be happy. I want that for you so much.” 

“My happy place is you.” I reel her into my body, clamping my hands on her lower back to stop her from wriggling free. “You make me happy. I don’t want any other girl. I never have, and I never will. I only want you.” 

“Vander, please.” Tipping her chin up, she stares at me with tears in her eyes. “Please forget about me and find someone else.” 

I shake my head. “It won’t happen. I can’t tell my heart how to feel.” Taking her hand, I place it over my chest, hoping she can feel the steady thrumming of my heart. “This is yours, Kendall, whether you want it or not. It doesn’t matter if you don’t claim it, it will always beat only for you.” 

Copyright © Siobhan Davis 2022

About Siobhan

Siobhan Davis is a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and Amazon Top 10 bestselling romance author. Siobhan writes emotionally intense stories with swoon-worthy romance, complex characters, and tons of unexpected plot twists and turns that will have you flipping the pages beyond bedtime! She has sold over 1.5 million books and her titles are translated into several languages.

Prior to becoming a full-time writer, Siobhan forged a successful corporate career in human resource management.

She lives in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband and two sons.


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New Release – The Kiss List by Maya Hughes

RELEASE BLITZ

Title: The Kiss List

Series: Fulton Rivals #2

Author: Maya Hughes

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber

Release Date: March 3, 2022

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ABOUT

If I were on fire, she’d break out the marshmallows.

It’s not that we don’t like each other, more like hate with the fury of a thousand suns. But it wasn’t always that way.

I still remember how her lips tasted. How they felt pressed against mine. How I wanted more.

How I still crave her. Our disastrous night together ended with her storming out, me wondering if I’d ever be able to show my face on campus again and us as bitter enemies.

When a campus competition is announced to find the most in love couple, she’s the last person I thought I’d turn to for help. But the prize could change both our lives. An internship for her and a chance to finally connect with my father. It’s too hard to resist. Just like her heated glares and tempting curves.

To win, we’ve got to prove to everyone we’re a couple. Head over heels, can’t keep our hands off each other in love. Fake the hell out of it for our chance at glory.

Maybe we’re a little too good at selling it to the whole campus because the lines haven’t just been blurred, they’ve gone up in flames.

Can I convince her I want us to be together for real and keep the prize? Or will I lose them both?

Book 2 in the new Fulton Rivals series – St Francis University campus world!

EXCERPT

You can help me out with the zipper. I think it’s jammed.”

With deep breaths, I walked to her and tugged on the zipper, not wanting to yank the damn thing apart. “It’s stuck.”

“Thanks for the update. Can you see what it’s stuck on?” She looked over her shoulder.

“Let me get a closer look.” I knelt behind her and steadied myself with my hands on her hips.

If I hadn’t already taken care of myself earlier this would be a big problem. Eye level with the jammed zipper, I picked at the fabric stuck between the teeth. “I’ll have to pull it down to fix it.”

“Whatever it takes.”

My throat was drought dry. I jerked the zipper down, pulling the fabric free, but the freed pull moved much easier and slid almost to the bottom of the zipper. The lace ruffle top of her underwear peeked out from the gaping fabric. Fuck, I was in trouble.

Swallowing, I kept the lace free from the teeth, but the move shifted my hand, so it skimmed along her spine all the way up. My heart sprinted like I was headed for the end zone.

Her body shuddered and her head snapped straight ahead.

“Sorry. My hands are cold.” Dread at her wondering why my hands were this cold and slightly damp, sped me through the final zip.

“Don’t worry about it.” Her voice was hoarse and stilted.

Don’t make this weird, Cole. I did the eye hook at the top of the dress and ran my hands over her shoulders. The curve of her neck was inviting. I wanted to bury my nose in her skin and inhale the scent that had enveloped me from our first pictures snuggled up on the couch.

Kennedy Finch was dangerous to my health. Bundled up in a neat, entirely too-tempting package, she was a walking wet dream and a captivating disaster.

She sat on the edge of her bed. The neckline of her dress showcased her breasts, which swelled from her position deepening the cleavage that my mouth wanted to dive face-first into.

I cleared my throat and looked anywhere but at her.

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AUTHOR BIO

Maya Hughes, that’s me!, can often be found sneaking in another chapter while hiding in the bathroom from her kids! 🙂 I’m a romance writer who loves taking inspiration from everyday life, namely my husband and biggest fan. Inspiration also strikes when I hear a song, meet someone new or daydream while at soccer practice.

I love writing stories that capture the possibilities of the paths less travelled and enjoy experiencing life through my characters’ eyes.

I’m the mom of three little ones, the wife to an amazing husband and also work full time. Some of my favorite things are cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, white wine, laughing until I can’t breathe, traveling with my family and Jeff Goldblum.

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Blog Tour – The Difference Between Somehow and Someway by Aly Martinez

“Mind blowing!”—Goodreads

The Difference Between Somehow and Someway, the jaw-dropping, sexy and intense second book in The Difference Trilogy from USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez is now live!

The world gave me everything.

After surviving a plane crash, I was lucky to be alive. It was a harsh truth, but one that changed my perspective on how fragile life could be.

So when a fellow survivor caught my eye, I owed it to myself to take a chance and follow my heart.

Bowen Michaels was guarded and broody, but I saw through his well-formed armor. Much like me, he was broken and lost, but together we found our way through the darkness.

For a brief moment, wrapped in his arms, it felt like maybe he was right about fate and we’d been destined to find each other all along.

But when buried secrets of the past erupt, igniting us both, it was hard to believe we’d been fated for anything other than failure.

The world gave me everything.
And then it took it all away.

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Excerpt from The Difference between Somebody and Someone
Book 1

“Sorry, is my mood killing your buzz?” I asked.
Her blue eyes sparkled in the glow of the airplane reading light. “It really is.”
I shook my head and went back to mindlessly flipping the pages of a magazine I’d bought at the terminal back in Colorado. I’d picked it up with hopes it would be a distraction from the cyclone raging within me on our way back to Atlanta. The minute she ordered that drink, I’d known it was a lost cause.
Her hand came across the armrest and landed on my thigh. “Bowen, stop. It’s not a big deal.”
It was the truth. Compared to everything we’d been through, our house could have been swallowed by a sinkhole and it wouldn’t have been considered a big deal.
Honest to God, I was lucky to still have her at all. It had only been nine months since we’d met, but we’d lived a thousand lives in that time. Unfortunately, that also meant we’d died almost as many deaths.
Terrifying, tortuous, agony-filled deaths.
We’d also found love though—immeasurable amounts of it.
I stared down at her engagement ring. I’d cashed out a huge chunk of my savings account and still had to open a line of credit with the jewelry store to buy the three-karat princess-cut ring. The payment was roughly the same as I paid for my truck each month, but the tears in her eyes as she’d sat in her hospital bed, clutching it to her chest the day I proposed, made it all worth it.
She was worth it. Every day, every tear, every worry-filled minute shaved off my life.
I’d do it all again.
If only I weren’t so helpless to save her. I loved that woman. Whole heart. Whole soul. Bend me, break me, crack me open and she would have been there. No matter how bad it got, she was always a part of me.
I wasn’t sure anymore if she could say the same.
“Bowen,” she whispered, just as she’d done so many times before. It was a plea. One she knew I’d answer no matter the situation. No matter how mad I got. No matter how much I feared losing her again.
My gaze instinctively lifted to hers.
She smiled and the sight caused an ache in my chest. It was a lie.
God, I missed her smile.
“Baby, I’m okay.” She tilted her head to her drink. “I hate flying. That’s all this is.”
That was a lie too.
My shoulders fell and a loud breath tore from my burning lungs, but I let myself pretend, my mind going back to a time when it could have been the truth.
I thought of the nights we’d shared multiple bottles of wine and made love, laughing and moaning under the covers until the sun crept across the horizon. She’d rested peacefully in my arms. No nightmares. No crying in her sleep. No insomnia. Just even breaths, her head on my shoulder, and her body wound around mine so tightly it was like a second skin.
But that was the past.
The unreachable, insurmountable past.
The plane jerked, forcing me back to the present.
“Shit.” She moved her hand off my thigh to grasp her drink as it sloshed all over her. “Crap, crap, crap,” she chanted, using a cocktail napkin to dry the dark-red pool of tomato juice on her white pants.
For a moment, I sat there and watched her struggle. It wasn’t the most chivalrous thing to do, but I was all out of grand gestures.
She unbuckled her seat belt and lurched to her feet, her phone along with a handful of ice cubes from her lap falling to the floor. “Damn, this is going to leave a huge stain.”
The plane jerked again and she stumbled forward, crashing into the seat in front of her before I could catch her arm.
“Dammit, sit down before you get hurt.”
Ignoring me, she bent over to fish her phone from under the seat. “Hit the button for the flight attendant. I need some club soda and a lemon. STAT.”
“No, what you need is to sit down.”
I gave her arm a tug and dragged her down to the seat. Using the tip of my boot, I swept her phone toward her. Aforementioned lack of chivalry aside, I was no contortionist; leaning over to pick it up was out of the question.
She folded her upper body over my lap and blindly patted around the floor. I fought the urge to run my fingers through the back of her hair. In the beginning, it would have been a no-brainer. I’d have curled forward and suggestively whispered in her ear, “Since you’re already down there…”
She would have grinned up at me, her whole face filled with mischief as she traced a finger over my zipper, ignoring anyone who dared to watch her as she replied, “You mean down here?”
I’d have grabbed her hand and made her stop even though I was the one who had started it. She had no filter. She always took it one step too far. I’d loved that about her when we’d first met. It was fresh and exciting, a far cry from the stuffy women I’d dated in the past.
But now, she was in the past too.
We were in the past.

About Aly
Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her four hilarious children.
Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys movies that can surprise her with a twist, charcuterie boards, and her mildly neurotic golden retriever. 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 glass of wine by her side.

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Blog Tour – The Temptation of Dirty Secrets by Holly Renee

We became a secret that neither of us could keep.
A devastating secret that would destroy everything.

The Temptation of Dirty Secrets, the highly-anticipated conclusion to The Seduction of Pretty Lies Duet from bestselling author Holly Renee is available now!

Captivating. Vulnerable. Agonizing. Seductive. Frankie Clermont was supposed to be like a sister to me for as long as I’d known her.

But no one knew the depths of our lies.

I had been in love with her before… before everything changed what we could be.

Undeniably connected and effortlessly infatuated, the two of us had remained each other’s weaknesses through everything.

I couldn’t afford to allow her to be my weakness anymore. I was in love with someone else. I was engaged.

But it didn’t matter how much time had passed, the moment I saw her again, I knew I would never escape her.

I never should have touched her again. Whispering her name in the dark was a mistake.

She was still everything I wanted and nothing I should have had.

We became a secret that neither of us could keep.
A devastating secret that would destroy everything.

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Excerpt from The Seduction of Pretty Lies, Book One

Prologue
Olly

Two Years Earlier

God, she was so pretty.
I clenched my hand at my side to avoid reaching out and touching her.
She was also too young for me and she was my best friend’s little sister, but neither of those things seemed to matter when I was looking at her.
I was always looking at her, but she was looking at him.
Lucas grinned at her from across the table, and a soft blush bloomed across her cheeks. He was one of my best friends too, but I wanted to kill him when he looked at her like that. My stomach hardened as I watched them. I knew I didn’t have the right. She wasn’t mine, but for some reason, she felt like it.
She had felt like it for far longer than I liked to admit.
“What are you up to today, Frankie?”
She pulled her attention away from Lucas long enough to look over at me. “Not a whole lot. I thought I might go for a swim before the party tonight. You’re going, right?”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “I’ll be there.”
“Good.” She smiled at me as she leaned against her hand. “What about you, Lucas? Are you going to be there?”
I clenched my teeth as I waited for his response. He always treated Frankie as if she wasn’t important. He treated her like she wasn’t the most important person in the room even though she looked at him like he was the most crucial thing in her life.
“Of course.” He rubbed his hands together as he talked, but he was barely looking at her. “I need to get fucked up or laid tonight.”
Frankie’s shoulder slumped the smallest bit, and she looked away before either of us could see her face.
A face I knew she was attempting to school to hide her hurt.
“Real classy, Lucas.” I rolled my eyes because even though I had been friends with Lucas for what felt like forever, I still didn’t see what Frankie saw in him. I was beginning to wonder why I was friends with him at all. “Come on, Frankie. Let’s go hit the beach before the party.”

“Okay.” She nodded and stood from her seat. “Let me grab my suit.”
As soon as she left the kitchen, Lucas leaned back in his chair and chuckled.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I glared at him.
“What’s wrong with you?” He laughed harder. “You look like a lovesick puppy over Beck’s little sister when you can get any pussy you want in the entire school. Don’t let a piece of ass make you look so pathetic.”
“Don’t fucking talk about her like that.” My pulse was racing as I clenched my fists at my sides. “You have no idea…”
“What are you assholes talking about?” Beck interrupted us as he walked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple off the island.
“Trying to get Olly laid.” Lucas smirked, and my fingers tingled with the urge to knock it off his face.
“It’s about damn time.” Beck wrapped an arm over my shoulder and laughed. “You’ve been a little tense.”
“Fuck you both.” I shrugged Beck off me just as Frankie came back around the corner. She was wearing a simple black bikini, but I couldn’t look away.
“Hey, you ready?” She held a towel against her stomach, and I watched as her eyes flashed over to Lucas before looking back at me.
“Yeah. Let’s go.” I opened the back door and waited for her to walk through. This was Frankie’s house, but I felt like I knew it as well as my own. I practically lived here most days. Frankie walked in front of me, and I stared at the soft slope of her back as she pushed through the back gate and out onto the sand.

About Holly
I’m Holly Renee, a small-town east Tennessee girl who is obsessed with all things romance. I love bringing flawed, sassy, and real characters to life in a way that makes you feel like you’ve been best friends with them for years. No two Holly Renee books are the same, but if you love real, relatable, fun female characters and swoon-worthy heroes, I’m your girl.
When I’m not writing or reading, you can find me momming so hard, being disgustingly in love with my husband, or chilling in the middle of a lake with my sunglasses and a float. #lakelife
I have a 2-year-old adorable little man who is as wild and sweet as they come and a baby girl on the way.

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2022 Excerpt/Teaser, Year of Releases - 2022

Excerpt Reveal – TWISTED GAMES by Elena Lawson

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TWISTED GAMES (Boys of Briar Hall Book 3) by Elena Lawson

Release Date: March 25th

Genre/Tropes: Dark Gang Romance/Enemies to Lovers/Reverse Harem/Bloodthirsty Psychos/Badass FMC/Found Family

 

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EXCERPT

“Tell me you want me,” he said, so close I could feel his breath fanning over my lips as he withdrew his thumb from my mouth, wetting my lips with it.

He moved fast, gripping the back of my neck to haul me closer, until I could feel the brush of his lips against mine when he spoke again. “Tell me.”

“I want you,” I muttered breathily, my panties already soaked, thighs squeezing at the hot ache between them.

“Good girl.”

A ripple of unexpected gratification raced through me, making me shiver.

His lips pressed to mine, hot and full as they pried mine apart to allow his tongue entry. My back slammed against the padded wall, wrists pinned high to either side of my head. I moaned into his mouth as he pressed against me, letting me feel the hard length of him nudging my belly.

I struggled against his hold, needing to be closer. Needing to take off the layers of clothing separating us, but he held me there, hands tightening around my wrists.

“Now, Sparrow,” he chastised. “Did I tell you you could move?”

 

 

 

 

Blurb:

Favors and debts. Blood and sacrifice. The good and the bad. I can’t have some and not the rest.

I can’t have it all.

This place and these men have seeped into me, and not even my blades can cut them out. But Rook, Corvus, and Grey aren’t the only ones keeping me up at night.

There’s Diesel St. Crow, an imminent gang war, and an anonymous shadow from my past. Each one clinging to my bones as irrevocably as my own shadow. Any of them could be the end of me unless I do something about it.

It’s time for me to show them I’m not a toy to be played with. I’m not just Ava Jade Mason anymore. I am Sparrow. I am Ghost. I am motherf*cking AJ. I am the queen they’ve all been waiting for.

And what do queens do?

It’s time for some new rules in Thorn Valley, and I’m going to be the one making them.

Twisted Games is book three in the Boys of Briar Hall series and should be read after Wicked Trials. It’s a reverse harem romance, meaning the main character will have more than one love interest and she will not have to choose between them.

Warning: This series contains foul language, graphic depictions of gang violence, references to past trauma, and jealous/possessive themes. Please read responsibly.

 

 

About the Author:

Elena writes stories full of feisty heroines and unforgettable heroes. She may also have a small thing for bad boys and often gravitates towards the darker things in life. When she comes out of her writing cave, she can be found obsessively rearranging her bookshelves, drinking an unreasonable amount of wine, or cooking overly fancy meals for her family and friends.

 

 

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