Title: STILL Author: Kennedy Ryan Publication Date: September 25th, 2017 Cover Designer: Maripili Studio STILL, the all-new emotional and sexy addition to the GRIP series, is coming September 25th! Enter the Release Day Giveaway! $25 “Winner’s Choice” Gift Card bit.ly/STILLReleaseGive Receive an email AS SOON as STILL is LIVE: http://bit.ly/GRIPAlerts Add STILL to GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2vBiUWN The promises people make. The vows we take. Assumptions of the heart. Emotion tells us how we feel, but life...life has a way of plunging us in boiling water, burning away our illusions, testing our faith, trying our convictions. Love floating is a butterfly, but love tested is an anchor. For Grip and Bristol, Love started at the top of the world On a Ferris wheel under the stars But when that love is tested, will they fly or fall? FLOW, the FREE prequel, MUST BE READ before GRIP! Amazon ➜ http://amzn.to/2lAhSSC Amazon UK➜ http://amzn.to/2xSpMMS WATTPAD ➜ http://w.tt/2kUo8Yk Read GRIP Today! (Free in Kindle Unlimited) Amazon US ➜ http://amzn.to/2gsx1mB Amazon UK ➜ http://amzn.to/2gz387W Amazon CA ➜ http://amzn.to/2vADPJn Amazon AU ➜ http://amzn.to/2gsH3Em Add to GoodReads ➜ http://bit.ly/2k1T1rL Find the GRIP Series On Audio! FLOW ➜ http://bit.ly/FLOWAudiobook GRIP ➜ http://bit.ly/GRIPAudiobook Join the GRIP Discussion Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1891983067712410/ Order Signed GRIP Series Paperbacks: http://kennedyryanwrites.com/signed-paperbacks/ Kennedy Ryan is a Southern girl gone Southern California. A Top 100 Amazon Bestseller, Kennedy writes romance about remarkable women who find a way to thrive even in tough times, the love they find, and the men who cherish them. She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son. She has always leveraged her journalism background to write for charity and non-profit organizations, but enjoys writing to raise Autism awareness most. A contributor for Modern Mom Magazine, Kennedy’s writings have appeared in Chicken Soup for the Soul, USA Today and many others. The founder and executive director of a foundation serving Georgia families living with Autism, Kennedy has appeared on Headline News, Montel Williams, NPR and other outlets as a voice for families living with autism. Connect with Kennedy: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KennedyRyanAuthor/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/kennedyrwrites Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kennedyryan1/ Google Plus: https://plus.google.com/u/0/+KennedyRyanAuthor YouTube: http://bit.ly/2gsAGkp Amazon: http://amzn.to/2x0qCtC BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/kennedy-ryan Reader Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/681604768593989/ http://kennedyryanwrites.com
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she’s distractingly Gorgeous. in my line of work, I can’t afford to be Unfocused, but she is just as Alluring as she is forbidden. I should stay away, and yet I don’t.// he is Ridiculously sexy. never have I ever been Drawn to a man so ardently. his touch is Everything, consuming me completely. what exists between us Deserves a chance, but he won’t let me in.
raw. passionate. desperate. real. I take her there—every time.// he feels it, too—I know he does. we could have it all, if only he wasn’t so guarded.
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Mad Love & Ruin Me
by Shana Vanterpool Published by: Swoon Romance Publication date: September 2017 Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
People say not to believe the things you read in magazines, but you know what? Most things you’ve heard about me are probably true.
I totally banged the reporter in the locker room after the championship game last year. Those pictures in Expose from last summer? Those were not modified. I’m also not really six-foot tall. (But let’s keep that between us.) Now, I know you’re wondering about that last Expose headline—the one about me and my teammate (and ex-best friend) Finn Miller’s sister, Layla James. That one is a little more complicated. Here’s the thing: I’ve played football my whole life. If there’s one thing I know, it’s how to adjust when the game changes. And if there’s one thing I always do, it’s find a way to win. Granted, the stakes are higher. The playbook has changed. There’s more on the line than (another) MVP title. But guess what hasn’t changed? Me. I’m still Branch “Lucky” Best and I’m not about to fumble this one. Grab a seat and a subscription to Expose. I’m about to make some headlines. (Again.) A sexy, swoon-filled standalone novel. Excerpt
“One question,” Poppy interjects, looking at Branch. “What position are you?”
“I typically like the bottom so I can watch—oomph,” he says, getting another elbow from Finn. “Wide receiver. Why?” Looking at Poppy, I can’t help but laugh as her eyes light up. “You got a problem with wide receivers?” Branch asks. “You do,” Finn interjects, giving me a narrowed glare. “They aren’t any better than quarterbacks.” Branch looks from me, to Finn, and back to me. “Why do we not like quarterbacks?” “My sister was dating Callum Worthington.” “No shit?” His face puckers like he just bit into a lemon. “How in the hell did that cocksucker end up with you?” “He didn’t. We’re not together anymore.” Branch’s eyes heat, the look causing my pulse to quicken. “I’m not a bit sorry to hear that.” “You better forget you heard any of that,” Finn warns. “This is my sister, Branch. Not a cheerleader or reporter or some chick from a dating app. Got it?” “Finn, relax,” I say, shoving a swallow past the lump in my throat. “I appreciate the big brother spiel, but I can handle myself.” “I know you can,” he says, pulling his gaze away from Branch. “But you can’t handle him.”
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USA Today and Amazon Top 10 Bestselling author Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own. She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, and two dogs. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather's nice and there's always a piece of candy in her pocket. Please contact Adriana at http://www.adrianalocke.com/. She loves to hear from readers. AUTHOR LINKS Facebook Group: http://bit.ly/BBALGroup Goodreads Group: http://bit.ly/AllLockedUp Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorALocke Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/authoradrianalocke Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authoradrianalocke Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/authoradrianalo Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/user/adrianalocke Website: http://www.adrianalocke.com/
Country’s hottest bad boy.
That’s what they call me. My label ate it up until I became “too bad” for the good folks of country music. That’s when Hard Candy Records picked me up and took a chance on me. Probably not their smartest move, but I won’t tell them that. Especially when they’ve assigned me a babysitter to try and keep my ass out of trouble. One smart-mouthed, unimpressed, sexy as homegrown sin, Addy Mae Masterson. She likes to pretend that she doesn’t like me and I like to let her. I may have a past that haunts me and she may have a habit of getting attached, but damn if I don’t want to show her just how good this bad boy can be.
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Mandi Beck has been an avid reader all of her life. A deep love for books always had her jotting down little stories on napkins, notebooks, and her hand. As an adult she was further submerged into the book world through book clubs and the epicness of social media. It was then that she graduated to writing her stories on her phone and then finally on a proper computer. A wife, mother to two rambunctious and somewhat rotten boys, and stepmom to two great girls away at college, she shares her time with her husband and boys in Chicago where she was born and raised. Mandi is a diehard hockey fan and blames the Blackhawks when her deadlines are not met. AUTHOR LINKS Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/authormandibeck Twitter: https://twitter.com/authormandibeck Website: http://www.authormandibeck.com/ YouTube Channel: http://bit.ly/2osZ78sYouTube Instagram: http://instagram.com/authormandibeck/ Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1023028511060131/
Billionaire businessman Alejandro Cruz detests the dating process and is perfectly content to stay single. But that all changes the moment the quirky house sitter from next door falls into his arms, and his immediate instinct is to hold on tight and never let go. California girl Kaya Porter has a "just say no" approach to dating. No matter how sexy and irresistible Alejandro is, she vows not to fall for him. Alejandro has other plans. This sexy Spaniard knows what he wants, and there's nothing he won't do to make Kaya realize that they belong together. Will Alejandro get the girl or will he be left wanting more than Kaya is willing to give?
I Want is book two of the Enamorado (In Love) series. Each book will feature one of the Cruz brothers and can be read as a standalone. Excerpt
“Climb gates around here often?” he asked, no censure in his voice. I realized he spoke English as fluently as he spoke Spanish.
He was clad in navy basketball shorts, a pair of Nike running shoes and he was just sweaty enough for me to realize he’d likely been working out. I swear I was hypnotized by all of his exposed skin, so much so that I could just about remember my own name at that moment. I’d have blamed the fall for my dazed and confused frame of mind but that wasn’t it at all. It was purely because of him—the sexy Spanish-speaking god who’d saved me from certain harm. My eyes trailed along his muscular but lean body hungrily as I catalogued just how ridiculously gorgeous he was. I was hypnotized by his six-pack and the set of V-cut muscles I had an insane urge to trail my fingers over. I’d have kept right on staring had he not cleared his throat. I cringed as I came back to reality and realized he’d asked a question I hadn’t retained. “Um, huh?” I asked, perfectly clueless. “I was asking if you’re a professional gate climber,” he said huskily. “No, I—” “She’s really fine after a fall from that height?” the officer asked as he came through the gate. “She never hit the ground,” my savior said, “since I caught her.” The cop looked almost as impressed as I felt. I’d have heaped praised onto the stranger who saved me had I not remembered that I needed to be focused on a more pressing concern. “So now that I’m on this side I really need to get my—” The officer pinned me with a look that left no doubt that he was in charge. “Miss, please remain silent while I work out what’s going on here.” I pursed my lips and tried to contain my annoyance. I knew he was just doing his job but all I cared about was finding Elvis. The officer turned back to the Spanish model—I naturally assumed he modeled because he looked like he belonged in sensual looking black and white ads for men’s cologne. You know the kind of ads I’m talking about, right? There’s always a sexy guy giving you the let’s have all the sex look with a set of eyes that are clearly attempting to hypnotize you into buying something. He was at least six feet tall and had a head full of thick, dark hair. His face was perfectly proportioned from forehead to chin, and I could find nothing that didn't appear to be symmetrical. He had a ridiculously sexy closely trimmed beard that I wanted to trace with my fingers and his jaw was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I turned crimson when my eyes trailed up and met his and I realized he was observing me—which meant he knew I’d been staring at him. Again. I bit my lip and tried not to blush as I blinked like an idiot. I was relieved to have a reason to look to the police officer when he cleared his throat to get our attention. “Are you the one who called about the disturbance down the side of the house?” he asked. I couldn’t resist the urge to let my eyes wander back to the Spanish god. I knew just enough Spanish to determine that if his looks were rated on the salsa scale he’d be called el más caliente. His eyes were on me as he answered the cop. “My brother called, yes.” “What’s your name, sir?” “Alejandro Cruz.” Even his name was sexy. My skin felt hot and prickly under his gaze. Anxious for a reprieve, I looked back to the officer. The cop nodded as he took note of it on his pad. “And your brother's name?” “Rafael Cruz.” “And you?” the cop asked with a head nod toward me. “Kaya Porter.” “Can you spell that?” “K-a-y-a,” I answered. “That’s a weird name,” the officer said as he wrote it down. I wasn't sure if he was being rude or not so I shrugged and said nothing. Alejandro growled something under his breath that I couldn’t understand. A shiver went down my back at the way the words rolled off his tongue. His Spanish accent fascinated me. I’d never been one to care one way or the other about a man’s voice, but his did things to me. I wondered if audio erotica was a thing. If it were, I would pay a subscription fee to hear him talk all day. “So were you trying to escape or get in?” the officer asked, ruining my good fantasy about an Alejandro Cruz dirty talk subscription service. “I was trying to get in,” I answered stiffly, annoyed that the officer had already forgotten everything I’d said, “I told you—” “No, no, she is not the disturbance,” Alejandro interjected. “My brother thought someone was trying to steal God only knows what from the exterior of the house. He was asleep and heard something outside his bedroom window and panicked. He shouldn’t have called the police—it’s animal control that we need. Some dickhead bird went through the trash that my brother forgot to secure and he’s been leading him on one hell of a chase around the yard.” My eyes narrowed and my hands went to my hips as I stared down the model. “Don’t talk about my little buddy like that,” I snapped.
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Ella Fox is the USA Today Bestselling Author of The Hart Family Series, Consequences of Deception, The Catch Series and The Renegade Series. When she’s not writing, Ella indulges the gypsy in her blood and travels the country. Ella loves reading, movies, music, buying make-up, reading Tmz, Twitter and pedicures… not necessarily in that order. She has a wild sense of humor and loves to laugh. Her favorite thing in the world is hanging out with her family and watching comedy movies. AUTHOR LINKS Website: http://www.authorellafox.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pg/EllaFoxAuthor Twitter: https://twitter.com/authorellafox Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/EllaFoxAuthor/ Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/AuthorEllaFox/ Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6456709.Ella_Fox
Sawyer wants a life of her own.
Finn wants to forget he ever had one. After a tragedy, Finn Hollis escapes into the swamp to be alone. That is until Sawyer Dixon shows up, all SCORCHING HOT innocence, claiming she owns the land less than fifty feet from his front door. Sawyer gets under his SKIN, but even worse? She makes him WANT things. Things Finn hasn’t wanted in a very very long time. Finn WANTS Sawyer gone. Almost as much as he wants her in his BED. The Outskirts is Book One in the Outskirts Duet. Excerpt
Sawyer
My throat tightened and a heaviness grew in my chest like my heart didn’t know whether to beat faster or stop beating altogether. “Did you leave me all this to show me the life you could’ve had, but didn’t? Why!?” I pounded the wheel again and then again, and again and again until my vision was blurry and all I could see was the redness of my own heated rage. “You’re a fucking coward! You fucking COWARD!” I screamed to no one, pounding on the wheel until the skin across my knuckles split and blood dripped between my fingers. Strong hands bit into my biceps, yanking me from the cab. I was spun around by my shoulders and found myself face to face with Finn. “I like it when you swear,” he said, pressing close. “Finn, get off me! Get off me! Let me go!” I wailed, struggling to free myself from his grip. Kicking out my legs only to connect with the air as he evaded my every move. A growl tore from his throat. Finn picked me up and walked me to the back of the truck, setting me on the open tailgate. He pushed himself between my legs and hovered over me to keep me from leaping off. “Let me go,” I demanded, pushing at his hard chest. “I don’t have time for your broodiness right now.” Finn held my wrists together with one hand. “No, of course you don’t. You’re too busy tearing up pictures and screaming at no one.” “Let me go,” I repeated. “No,” he said between clenched teeth. “Just go! Leave me alone. Leave meeeeeee!” I wailed as I pounded against his stone chest. “You don’t want to hit me,” he warned, his eyes hardened. “Then let me go.” “Why?” He stepped in closer, unaffected by my attempt to fight against him. My inner thighs were touching his outer thighs. “Because she did!” I screamed, my eyes sprang open to find his cold blue gaze. “She could have run anywhere and taken me with her. Instead she left him but she left me too. She was a coward who couldn’t make the right decision and I love her. I love her…but I hate her. I hate her so much…so…” I was interrupted when Finn’s lips pressed against mine, momentarily rendering me stupid. I pointed my toes toward the sky to avoid my initial instinct which was to wrap my legs around him. It was so consuming that I momentarily forgot to fight him off, but I didn’t need to, he pulled his lips from mine. “Stop doing that,” I said. I pushed him off but he stayed between my legs, his hands on my bare back just under the hem of his big t-shirt I was wearing. His gaze hardened. I could see the conflict written in his lined forehead and the deep V between his eyes. I had no doubt the conflict had everything to do with me. And kissing me. “It’s your fault that I do it,” Finn said, his voice deep and smooth against my chin and then my neck. “So that’s your plan? Kiss me every time you want to shut me up?” I asked, still feeling every bit of my anger but also feeling something else. Something that sent tingles between my legs and an ache in my core. “Thank you for saving me. Really. Thank you. I appreciate it,” my voice cracked. “But you can just leave me alone now. And please, STOP kissing me.” My words a whisper. “I’m going to kiss you whenever I want to kiss you,” Finn stated as if I didn’t have a say in the matter. The early morning sunlight highlighted the beads of sweat trickling from his shoulders down his broad chest and across the valleys of his defined abs. He was standing so close that we were breathing in each other’s air. “Whenever you want to kiss me?” I laughed. “I don’t understand you. I don’t understand any of this. You’re always mad at me. Why did you save me? Why do you keep kissing me when you’re always mad at me?” “It’s when I’m pissed off at you that I want to kiss you the most,” Finn said, his voice flowing over my skin like a silky blanket. He slid me closer so I could feel the outline of his rigid erection as if he were proving a point. He lowered his lips to mine and consumed my mouth in a greedy kiss that had me shaking with need and spinning with confusion. “Do you always kiss everyone you hate?” I asked, yanking my lips from his. “Does this feel like hate to you?” he growled pushing his hard length between my legs.
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Here’s a tip: never say never.
It all started in a barn, rolling around in the hay with a hot brunette. When I hooked up at my best friend’s wedding with the bride’s best friend, I had hay in places it should never be. And how my bowtie ended up around my dick was an entirely different story. I’ll give you a minute to consider the possibilities. That first romp set the tone, and each sexual encounter with her that followed became more intense. The fact that all my fantastic orgasms were coming at the hand of one woman baffled me. A lifetime of observation taught me that monogamy equated to boredom. Variety was the spice of life, in and out of the bedroom. I enjoyed the company of a sexy, smart, confident woman. It was my kryptonite. I was a master flirt, and my sexual skills were unrivaled. Until her. With this woman, I had met my match. Her carnal appetite a perfect match for mine, and she also taught me a few things along the way. She called me Mr. Flirt, and could bring me to my knees at every turn. Lesson learned: Sex always trumps sanity. Excerpt
I spun back around, taking her hand with me and started around the rink until we made it to the small break in the railing. With a tilt of my head and a small tug, she knew I wanted off the ice.
Rubber mats greeted the blades of our skates. As if we were marching rather than walking, we carefully made our way to the dimly lit corner of the rink. The small corner was the perfect place for what I had planned. “What are we doing back here? I could go for that drink now.” She started toward the opposite end where the bar was located. “Stay.” Her eyes glanced up at me. I lowered my mouth to her ear. “Turn and face the rink.” Vanessa’s brows furrowed, but she did as I asked. “Put your hands on the railing, and don’t move until I tell you to.” Her head craned back. “Okay, but why?” The strobe lights were back in full force. I pressed my body against her back and kissed the curve of her neck. “I’m going to fuck you.” Even in the dimly lit rink, I could see her white-knuckled grip on the railing. “Do you remember when Jude and Brae almost walked in on us fucking in the barn? Do you remember what you said?” “Something about getting caught was hot?” “Yes. You said the thought of getting caught in public was a complete turn-on. When you said that, the thought of fucking you in public made my dick stone hard. I know I’m turned on right now… are you, Nessa?” “Very.” “Good. Ready?” A short quick nod and her ass shifting backward into my crotch could be compared to the effects of a green flag for a Formula One race car.
Her debut novel was Back-up, the first in The Back-Up Series. In Back-Up, A.M.’s main character Jack Lair caused readers to swoon. They call themselves #LairLovers, and have been faithful supporters to Jack, as well to the rest of his band, Devil’s Lair.
A.M. truly believes that true love knows no bounds. In her books, she aspires to create fun, sexy, realistic romances that will stay with you after the last page has been turned. She strives to create characters that the reader can relate to and feel as if they know personally. A self-proclaimed hopeless romantic, she loves getting lost in a good book. She also uses every free moment of her time writing, while spending quality time with her three handsome men. A.M. is a Gemini and an Italian Jersey girl, but despite her Zodiac sign, nationality, or home state, she is very easy going. She loves the beach, loves to laugh, and loves the idea of love. Connect with A.M. Madden: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authorammadden/ Twitter: @ammadden1 GoodReads: https://goo.gl/bcGFTv Join her Reader Group here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/893157480742443/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ammadden1/ Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/annmadden585/ https://ammadden.com
She is an independent romance author and has written several contemporary romance novels, including The Prescott Series, Ryker, A Heart’s Forgiveness, The Critic and The Chance series.
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Title: The Sweetness of Life
Series: Starving for Southern Series #1 Author: Kathryn Andrews Genre: Chic-lit/Contemporary Romance Cover Design: Julie Burke Photo: By Braadyn Release Date: September 28, 2017
Shelby Leah
I love food. I love everything about it. My dream has always been to land a job with the Food Network channel, and I’ve spent years as a food critic, blogger, and chef, tasting my way across the South to develop recipes that are a twist on the classics and uniquely my own. When a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity comes calling, I’m shocked to discover I’ve been paired with him, the worst blind date ever—bless his heart, and I’m determined not to let anyone get in my way. So, I buckle my designer heels, tighten my apron, and vow to myself there’s nothing in his playbook that’s going to stop me from tasting success. Zach Wolff I love wine. It is my life. What I hate are critics. I hate everything about their dream-killing souls and elitist attitudes. So, when she shows up in the tasting room of my winery in northern Georgia, the devil in disguise wearing a pair of long legs and beautiful hazel eyes, I know just the plan to make and how to use her to get what I want. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, because in the end, I will win. I always do. Two weeks. His wine. Her recipes. A feature article in a special issue of a world-renowned magazine. Pairing wine with food is one thing, but two hearts is another.
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Kathryn Andrews loves stories that end with a happily ever after. She started writing at age seven and never stopped. Kathryn is an Amazon Bestseller for her much loved Hale Brothers Series and is a Chic-lit, Contemporary Romance, and New Adult writer. Kathryn graduated from the University of South Florida with degrees in Biology and Chemistry, and currently lives in Tampa, Florida. She spends her days as a sales director for a medical device company and her nights lost in her love of fictional characters. When Kathryn is not crafting beautiful worlds that incorporate some of her most favorite real life places, she can be found hanging out with her husband and two young sons, while drinking iced coffee and enjoying the sun. AUTHOR LINKS Website: http://www.kandrewsauthor.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/kandrewsauthor Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1089633184392037/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/kandrewsauthor Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kandrewsauthor Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/kandrewsauthor/ Amazon: http://amzn.to/2wwOEt8
I’m an average girl.
He’s a famous bull rider. He doesn’t know that I’m into him. The first time Cash Boyd locks eyes with Erin Stone, sparks fly, and not only the clutch-at-your-sheets kind. There is something about Erin that makes him want to push her away while at the same time drives him wild for her. He’s a man of many things, but being helpless at the hands of a woman isn’t one of them. Finding himself at her mercy, he intends to make her job as hard as possible for her. Burning with desire for the one man who’s the shadow to her light, Erin gives in to Cash’s advances…even though she could be destroyed by the truth she’s afraid to disclose. Little does she know that there is also more than meets the eye to Cash and she might just get more than she bargained for. Cash might be the best at taming bulls, but taming her heart could prove to be the greatest challenge of his life. Sneak Peek:
His eyes shimmer green, boring into me.
He’s beautiful. Breathtaking. Unforgettable. And so deliciously close. “Cash…” I start, but the words don’t quite find their way past my lips. How can I explain what his touch does to me when I don’t understand it myself?
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