Title: Unforgivable
Author: Isabel Love
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: April 26, 2018
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There are certain things that are unforgivableâ¦
Falling for your brotherâs best friend is one of them.
That isnât the worst thing Iâve done, though.
Not even close.
Shame and guilt follow me everywhere.
Except when Iâm with him.
With him, I can breathe again.
Smile again. Love again.
But he has no idea what I've done...
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âWould you mind keeping this piece steady while I attach it?â he asks, interrupting my reverie.
âNo problem.â I take my position opposite him, holding the piece of trim in place against the dresser as he drills screws into the underside so that they remain hidden from view. Itâs like magic.
I study him as he works.
He tilts his head this way and that to make sure the piece is level before he starts. Then, he lifts the drill, and taut muscles shine with sweat as he drives each screw into the boards with purpose. His forearms flex and jump with every movement. And his tattoo calls my eye to follow the bumps and dips of his biceps and triceps.
Wesley Scott is a perfectly sculpted specimen of man. Heâs strong. Confident. Capable.
He catches me staring and winks, rewarding me with his rare, crooked grin. I feel myself flush as I quickly look away, totally busted.
No, I donât mind helping him one bit.
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Title: Bow & Arrow
Author: A. Cramton
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: April 26, 2018
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Cuba Knight came into my life with a wicked smirk, bedroom eyes and a chip on his shoulder. I was warned to stay away from him. Hell, he warned me himself. So, I made it my mission to break his walls down and kill his demons. Loving him had consequences. I just didn't know the extent until he stabbed me with the arrow I willingly gave him.
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A. Cramton is a wife, and mother who was born and raised in Sunny San Diego, California but now resides in Richmond, Virginia. When A is not working a fulltime job and attending to her son and husband, she loves to indulge in a juicy romance novel. A is a hopeless romantic who is in love with love, and has a guilty pleasure for celebrity gossip. After being a part of Naughty Smutty Book Blog, and reviewing multiple love stories, A decided to pursue her own dreams of being a published author.
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Title: Meyah
Series: The Club Girl Diaries #9
Author: Addison Jane
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 26, 2018
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Meyah wasnât the same girl she used to be.
She was becoming a woman. One who wasnât afraid to speak up and stand her ground, refusing to go back to that girl who let the world walk all over her and break her down.
Her love for Hamlet, though. It gave her strength.
Meyah knew their relationship was never going to be easy.
When misunderstandings and bad decisions threw them off course, they would need to fight even harder to repair the cracks which had appeared. And even then, it was never going to be perfect.
But Meyah didnât want perfect.
She wanted Ham.
He encouraged her to be herself, to fight for what she wanted. So when Meyah stumbled across the piece of herself which had always been missing, she couldnât help but want to know more about this man she could finally call Dad.
Huntsman was dangerous, he was deadly, and there were people out there who would do anything to bring him to his knees. And Meyah was about to find herself right in their firing line.
Lines would be drawn.
Loyalties would be questioned.
And love was about to be tested like never before.
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Addison Jane is a born and bred kiwi girl with a passion for romance and writing.
When she gets the chance she enjoys the little things in life such as reading, dancing, music, and Facebook, but her world really revolves around the little girl who calls her Mum. It's an awkward balance between alpha males and Disney princesses but it works.
Growing up on a small farm next to the beach will always make her a country girl at heart. But since moving away to a small town close to the city she's discovered a dangerous love for shopping.
Writing stories has been something that's come naturally since she was young, and with the massive support of her friends and family, she finally decided to step out of her comfort zone and share them with the world.
She enjoys bringing her books to life with strong female leads, sexy passionate men and a rollercoaster of twists and turns that lead to the happily ever after that her readers desire.
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Title: I Loved You THEN
Series: Bristol Backroads Duet #1
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Author: Jen Blau
Genre: Women's Fiction/Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Cassy Roop, Pink Ink Designs
Release Date: May 18, 2018
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Love was supposed to protect us... but sometimes, love dies.
Emily's life defines the American Dream.
She has a husband of eighteen years, two healthy teenage daughters, and a thriving business. But it's all a lie.
Happily ever after was supposed to be enough, but her marriage is tattered, along with her self-esteem. Sheâs drowning and nobody sees her struggle.
UNTIL Logan, the town playboy breaks down her walls and reminds Emily who she was before putting them up.
Can she risk everything for the life she wants, or will Emily stay and continue to live the lie?
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We both laughed and clinked the plastic together before each taking a sip.
Licking the sweetness from my lips, I lowered my glass with both hands, eyes following it.
âCan I ask you something?â
âSure, anything.â Logan drained his portion of champagne and set his glass down. Sticking hands in his pockets, he leaned his hip against the freezer to face me.
âWhy do you care so much?â I lifted my face, devoid of expression. âI mean about my writing. About my work. All these years, I thought you were this tough, no feelings kind of guy. Yet, youâve shown so much⦠I donât know. Emotion. Why?â
Logan paused, a soft grin on his face, then tilted his head and moved in closer. âI told you before. You donât know me as well as you think you do.â
Squirming, a little embarrassed, I broke from his gaze and tucked my elbows close to my side, still holding onto my champagne flute with both hands.
âWell I am glad that youâre here.â I took in a deep breath and let it out slow, savoring the moment as I looked to the rich sunset forming outside. Pinks, blues, lavenders. Like cotton candy.
I turned back, Loganâs face only inches from mine.
âMe too,â he answered. Just then, the breeze whipped in through the door. âIt probably should be Ryan, though. Right?â Logan pressed his lips tight, leaned back some and looked away towards the sunset.
My stomach clenched at the mention of my husbandâs name. âMaybe. But he wouldnât be toasting with me. Thatâs for sure.â
Lifting my glass, I drained what was left in it. Logan didnât miss a beat and reached for the bottle, giving me a refill. I took a sip before continuing.
âAnd, I doubt heâd care. I donât think he wants me to succeed at anything; he has no concern for my passions whatsoever. Iâm not sure Iâll even tell him about this.â
I went quiet, my head spinning, not only from the phone call and the champagne, but also from the reality of my situation. The thought of Ryan dampened my celebratory mood.
âHeyâ¦â Logan removed the glass from my hands with the tip of his fingers and set it down. âLetâs not talk about him right now. Okay?â Taking my arms, he pulled me close, wrapping them around the back of his waist. Nervous, my heart pounded as I caught the essence of carburetor mixed with his signature musky lemon cologne from his t-shirt. Heâd come from working at Monroe Auto, but he somehow smelled good enough to go on a date.
âOkay,â I murmured and looked up at him. He released his hands to hold my face. Rough and calloused from working on cars all his life, his touch was still delicate as he bent, taking my lips in his.
Logan kissed me, light and gentle at first. Like I might break under his touch. But then, he dragged me closer, pressing his body to mine and taking more of me into his mouth, our kiss building intensity.
âI care,â he whispered against my skin.
My body wouldnât relax fully. We lived on the outskirts of town, but with the garage door open, anyone could see right in. That would start some gossip.
âWhatâs wrong?â He leaned back, picking up on my tension. Noooo, donât stop.
I pointed to the open door, then wiped at my wet lips.
He smirked. âThatâs easy.â He walked to the side of the door and pressed the CLOSE button. The walk-in door to the outside was still open, but this was enough to conceal us.
He took back his place with me, and I let go, running my hand up his back, feeling the warmth of his skin. A moment later, Logan drew back again, his eyes fixed down into mine. He kept his hands tangled behind my head in my long hair.
âHe has no idea what he has, Em. The depth of you is incredible. I see it. I see you.â
I squeezed my eyes shut, trying not to cry again. Logan took notice and pulled me to his chest in a hug.
With my eyes still shut, I lifted away. Logan bent, our lips crashing again, before I opened them. I wanted to stay like this forever.
A minute later, a truck roared outside the garage door. Ryan.
âShit!â Logan and I broke from each other. I grabbed my glass, clearing my throat; he grabbed his bottle of beer, and we composed ourselves quickly. He stayed close, though, enough to touch the side of my body. We leaned with our backs against the deep freeze as Ryan walked in the side door.
Everything that had just happened--everything that has happened--with Logan had felt right. Unfortunately, that still didnât make it right.
âWhat the hell is this?â Once inside, Ryan planted his legs wide and crossed his arms. His face tightened, and he glared between the two of them.
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Born and raised on a cattle farm in rural Nebraska, Jen still resides in the Midwest with her husband, three children, two dogs and lots of happy cows. A proclaimed coffee, wine and book snob, her theory of life is that sometimes we have to get lost to find ourselves.
She did. And then wrote about it. She writes about women, the choices they make and the depth of their life stories because of those choices. Even before the so-called "times-up" and "me-too" women's movement, bringing a voice to women's real lives was an important part of her vision and life purpose.
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Flipped Hazel Black is always in control. That is until a slimy new employee steals her work, gets her fired and ruins her chance at a partnership. Not to worry, her nutty mother, Indigo, comes to the rescue with a nutty plan… move to Italy with her and flip a house she’s just inherited under strange and unexplained circumstances. Hazel knows better than to trust any plans of Indigo’s – but what choice does she have? But Italy has secrets and surprises that rock Hazel’s world. Dean McLean, rich and famous action hero has developed an embarrassing problem; he faints when anyone points a camera in his direction. Quite an issue for a world famous movie star. When his manager bundles him off to stay with his in-laws in a small Italian mountain village, he can’t get his mind off of his endangered career. But when he meets the beautiful and irresistible Hazel everything he thought he knew turns upside down. Will Hazel and Dean find their true home and each other? Or will a web of secrets and betrayal keep them apart? If you like the dolce vita, quirky fun characters, and surprising happily ever afters with a dash of intrigue and suspense that will keep you turning pages, you’ll love this fun, romantic romp through Italy. -- EXCERPT: Dean reached for a plate from the stack Stefano had brought out and cleared his throat loudly. “I was just asking Hazel to take a break tomorrow after all of this stress today and join me for a picnic. You wouldn’t mind, would you, Indigo?” Indigo’s head popped up like a meerkat, her gaze sweeping back and forth between them. Hazel shot Dean a dirty look. Getting Indigo involved? That was cheating. “Mind? Of course I wouldn’t mind! I can’t imagine Hazel on a picnic, though. You should go, Hay. It will chill you out a bit. Get you grounded with Mother Nature. And don’t wear any shoes. Earthing increases the circulation of your neutrophils.” Dean gave Hazel a confused look, and she shrugged. Indigo was beyond explanation. They sat down to eat. Stefano took the seat opposite Indigo, and Dean slid in opposite Hazel. Their knees banged together under the table and he gave her another of his vertigo-inducing smiles. Oh, God. She was in trouble. “Well?” he asked again. “Oh for goodness’ sake, Hazel, go on a picnic!” Indigo said. “Think about your neutrophils.” Stefano was nodding vigorously. “Yes, your neutrophils,” he said, having no idea what he was saying. “Honestly, Hazel,” Dean said, grinning mischievously, “how could you even contemplate neglecting your neutrophils. You need this picnic.” She might regret it but she took a deep breath and plunged. “Okay, I’ll go on the picnic. Now can we shut up about neutrophils and eat this amazing meal?” Author Bio: Lisa-Marie has a weird accent - it's kind of English, with some Jersey twang and Scottish slang thrown in. That happens when you're born in England, move to NJ as a teenager and marry a sexy Scotsman. If you like to read breezy, fun books that you can't put down then she'd love it if you'd read her books and then emailed her with questions, ideas or insults. You can reach her at: [email protected] She travels a lot. You'll find most of her favorite locations popping up in her books. She's struggling with some serious empty nest syndrome since her daughter flew the nest, which is why she fosters lots of kittens. It doesn't help much. Website / Goodreads / Facebook / Twitter GIVEAWAY!
Title: Sworn
Series: Blood Duet #1
Author: Maria Luis
Genre: Sexy Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
Photo: James Critchley Model: Charlie Garforth Release Date: May 17, 2018
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I bow to no man.
The words are tattooed on my skin, just as theyâre branded on my heart. But I never planned for Sergeant Lincoln Asher, a man as deceptive as he is cold. His dominance sets my teeth on edge . . . and my body on fire. He wonât stop until Iâm his, but Iâm not his to take. My secrets bind meâand blind me. I live in the shadows of New Orleans. Hidden and protected in the underworld I call home. I know who I am. I vow never to kneel before a man... Save one. And he will be my downfall. LIVE RELEASE ALERT SNEAK PEEK OF SWORN
Title: Defied
Series: Blood Duet #2
Author: Maria Luis
Genre: Sexy Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
Photo: James Critchley Model: Charlie Garforth Release Date: May 31, 2018
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I am both a sinner and a saint, but I bleed vengeance.
For years, Iâve lived in the grey⦠until her.
Avery Washington didnât belong in the shadows, but I dragged her into the darkness anyway. One kiss, and I would stop at nothing to possess her. One caress, and my need to destroy wavered. Our attraction was poison and pleasure. They say the devil recognizes his own, but I never saw Avery coming. I didnât stand a chance.
Maria Luis is the author of sexy contemporary romances, though she may or may not have a few historical romances hiding in the cobwebs of her computer.
When she's not writing about strong men and the sassy women who sweep them off their feet, Maria is a historian who specializes in medieval England and 19th century New Orleans. What do the two eras have in common, you ask? Not much, except for disease, scandalous activities and crime--Maria's favorite topics. Maria lives in New Orleans with her better half, where she can generally be found hiking with her two dogs, Zeus and Athena, kayaking in Louisiana's inter-coastal waterways, or curled up on the couch with a good book.
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Title: About Time
Series: The Avenue #1
Author: B. Cranford
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 25, 2018
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Itâs all about timing . . .
Ten years. Thatâs how long Ashton Andrews spent wondering if she would ever have the family she craved, with a man who was apparently not the one.
Six weeks. Time spent patiently waiting, silently hoping and endlessly wondering if the decision sheâd made to go it alone was the right one.
Nine months. Morning sickness, cravings and that constant need to pee are what Ashton has to look forward to, knowing that numbered are her days of being just one.
Fifteen years, eight days. An eternity ago were those unforgettable moments spent crushing on her brotherâs best friend, yet her mind constantly turns to himâthe one who got away.
The one who might yet be her one.
Itâs probably about time she found out . . .
About Time is a contemporary romance featuring 30-something characters who know that life is short and know what they want.
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B. Cranford is a proud Australian living in the USA, a lover of books, breadsticks and bed, and the mother of two children who are far too similar to their father for her liking. A lifelong reader, she dove into the romance genre on the recommendation of her best friend and hasnât looked back since. Her debut novel, The Brightest Star, a second chance romance with (she hopes) heart and humor was released on July 13, 2017, which just so happened to be her birthday. Because if you release a book on your birthday, you get twice as much cake, and that can only be a good thing.
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Only the Beginning After a heartbreaking betrayal, Melissa Legacy shuns romance. So when her best friend joins the Lovers Oasis website and fears her fiancé will find out, Melissa agrees to meet the anonymous Romeo, prepared to explain her friend’s change of heart—then she sees him. Failing restaurant entrepreneur, Craig Wheaton hasn’t been home since his mother’s tragic death. Now he’s back to confront his demons and stand beside his brother as best man. Dreading the reunion, he agrees to meet his avatar lover, but at the last moment he reconsiders the arrangement—until he lays eyes on her. When Craig assumes Melissa is his online consort, she impulsively plays along, resulting in an afternoon of unexpected intimacy. But with Melissa using her friend’s identity and Craig dealing with a family fallout, is a future together impossible, or will they discover that love at first sight is Only the Beginning? Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / Kobo -- EXCERPT: They were in her bed and he was breaking off a piece of toaster pastry for her. The pillows and sheets were strewn around them. Earlier, he’d left the rehearsal party to pour out his heart to her. That confession had led to an encounter in her hallway, which then carried on into her bedroom. Melissa looked at her phone and smiled. She’d told him she’d found the Proust questionnaire online. Taking the last bite of toaster pastry from him she asked, “What is your perfect idea of happiness?” He put the foil wrapper on the bedside table, then brushed his hands together. He had an answer, but he kept it to himself and instead said, “Easy, cooking for someone else.” She frowned. “Not yourself?” “No, too boring. There’s no surprise.” She’d laughed, then handed the phone to him. “Ask me the next one.” Craig cradled the phone in his hand going down the questions. “What is your greatest fear?” Melissa pulled the sheet up to her chin, then tucked into his side. “Losing Gran or having something bad happen to her.” She was quiet for a moment then pinched his arm. “Ask another one, it’s supposed to be without too much thought.” “Why?” “Because people take too long, trying to come up with an answer that sounds grand and important. The truth gets lost…or at least the most interesting bits.” He read, “What is your greatest extravagance?” “My Pink Kitty toaster. It makes great meals.” “God.” He moaned. “Okay, moving on. What is your current state of mind?” “Mmm.” She curved one leg around his. “Bliss,” she said, taking the phone from him. The glow from the phone illuminated her features in the dark room. He could tell she was scrolling through the questions. “Oh! This is a good one. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?” Craig leaned his head back on the pillow and blew the air out of his cheeks. He thought of phrases like more successful, business savvy, lucky… “Hurry up!” She pinched him again. “That’s cheating. Quick, one thing you’d like to change about yourself.” “I want to be more determined,” he blurted. She raised up on her elbow and studied him. “How so?” He glanced up at the ceiling almost too shy to look her straight in the eye. “I want to be the man who knows what he wants and won’t let anything stand in his way.” “I’ve met those guys. I consider them rude.” Craig chuckled and hugged her closer. “Maybe I meant more decisive. There always seems to be a scale in my head, constantly weighing options.” Her head rested on his chest. “Maybe that’s why I started to leave the pub, I wasn’t sure I wanted to meet you.” His fingers moved up and down her bare back, tracing her spine. Author Bio: Daphne Dubois writes contemporary romance and believes the right book at the right time can make all the difference. When she's not putting her characters in compromising positions (ahem), she works as a registered nurse. A member of the Writer's Federation of Nova Scotia, she lives in Eastern Canada, the most romantic place in the world. You can also find her writing for teens as B.R. Myers. Website / Goodreads / Facebook / Twitter GIVEAWAY! Evading The Dark High school sucks. It doesn’t matter who you ask; jock, cheerleader, computer nerd, or band geek, they will all say the same thing: It’s a nightmare. But Casey is still wondering how she got the short end of the stick. Just a Sophomore at the prestigious Luthos Academy for Magical Beings, Casey already knows more about heartache and fear than any almost-sixteen-year-old should. Orphaned and left to be raised by the Academy, she spends her days training to become a Guardian, but that dream is looking dimmer with every day that passes.Unlike the wand-waving heroines in all her favorite books, Witches in her world don’t cast spells, they are born wielding the power of nature: water, fire, earth, or air; powers Casey never developed. She’ll be lucky if they even allow her to take her final exams. She is top of her training class, but that doesn’t keep her from being looked down upon by every other being at her school. All Casey wants is to be given a chance, instead she finds the only life she’s ever known targeted by an unfathomable evil. Thrust into the center of an age-old prophecy, a war is coming with Casey at the reins. Will relying on her hard earned training be enough for her to make it out alive? -- Are you a book reviewer? -- EXCERPT: 10 years earlier … I should have known that something bad was going to happen, but at only six years old, I didn’t know how to put my feelings into words. At least, not those feelings. How was I supposed to tell mommy that something dark was following us; that I could feel its eyes on me while its hungry breath fogged up the window? I knew she wouldn’t understand, outside it was anything but dark. The sun was shining clear and bright and laughter trickled in from the barbeque next door. Why would she believe me, a kid, when what I felt was not reflected around us? I should have told her anyway. I should have screamed it until she listened, because, as it turned out, she knew the darkness was there too. Looking back, all the signs were there—blatantly so. It was a Sunday, the day that my mom always took me to the park. I loved those days. She would always have a new adventure planned for us: catching butterflies that we’d pretend were fairies or climbing trees that she made me believe were the tallest mountains. But not that Sunday. I thought it was weird that she didn’t want to go outside, mommy loved being out with the trees, but I didn’t argue. I had my own reasons for not wanting to go out. And it wasn’t too bad in the house; true to form, mommy tried to play the night out like it was just another adventure. “We’re really in a secret cave hunting for lost treasure,” she said. She led me all around the house, making obstacles out of the furniture until we made it to the “treasure”—a fresh baked batch of brownies. The whole time I thought it was just a new game. It was my naivety that kept me from seeing how my mother moved a kitchen knife from its drawer to the counter, or how all the “obstacles” looked strategically placed. I couldn’t tell then, but now it’s all too clear; she knew that something was coming. Or someone. They came late in the night. We were halfway through The Lion King when there was a knock at the door. My mom turned off the movie and instantly knelt in front of me to quiet my cries of dismay. There was no explanation for why the movie was gone; she had no chance to give one. The knock at the door swiftly turned violent, with more blows sounding on the back door and surrounding windows. I was ushered into the dark crevice where our couch met the wall. Almost too big to fit, I managed to squeeze in just as she ran to the kitchen and grabbed the knife. I heard her yell frantically into her phone as the harsh pounding became so vehement that it felt as if the whole house shook. Whether it’s because I was too young or unintentionally blocked it out, I can only remember bits and pieces of what she said. “Eli, they’re here! Help! … 120 Huckleberry …” At one point I heard a splintering crack as one of the doors started to break. I crawled further into the crevice as my mom spoke faster. “… not enough time! … I’m so sorry. Take care of her.” I never saw what happened next, but I remember every sound: the high pitch of our glass windows shattering, the harsh moan and crack as the already fragmented door gave way, followed closely by my mom’s scream. And I heard what I now recognize as the sound of a fight. I sometimes dream that my mom won that fight and came to get me and everything was okay. But that’s not how it happened. The fighting ended in an eerie silence. I almost crawled out of my hiding spot, but even my undeveloped instincts could tell that I wasn’t alone. Whoever was still there was looking for something. Before I knew it, it was silent yet again, but this time it was real. This time, it was forever. Author Bio: E.M. Rinaldi lives in Charlotte, North Carolina with her fiancé, Milz, and their slightly psychotic pup, Boone. She works as a Registered Radiologic Technologist,taking pictures of mangled bones for hours on end- then she writes about all the bizarre situations her characters get themselves into while she was away. She is a Second Degree Blackbelt and can’t write a story without at least one fight scene in it. When she’s not writing or trapped at work, E.M. likes to read (obsessively), clear her DVR, and have all night Buffy marathons with her friends, complete with cookies and cinnamon rolls. Website / Goodreads / Facebook / Twitter GIVEAWAY! |