Series Blitz ~ Love Overboard Series by Andrea K. Stein & Sawyer Stone


Series: Love Overboard
Authors: Andrea K. Stein & Sawyer Stone
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 2, 2017
Series Blurb
In the rarefied world of superyachting, the rich and powerful come together with the young and playful for steamy nights at sea. Celebrities and massage therapists, modern-day rogues and sexy captains, all find each other in a stew of romance and laughter. Whether in the Caribbean sipping mojitos, in the Azores cooking by volcano, or wandering the beaches of the Seychelles, you can fall in love slowly, you can fall in love hard, or you can fall in love overboard.
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Captain Lindsay Fisher has committed the unthinkable in the tight little world of superyachting. She’s lost not one but two ships under her command. She takes chances, she’s a little too abrasive, and, oh yeah, she’s taken swearing like a sailor to a whole new level. Celebrity Chef Alton Maura earned the acclaimed “Kitchen God” title and basked in the international limelight for years until his affairs with his kitchen staff landed him twice in a poisonous stew. When Lindsay and Alton are thrown together on an uneasy cruise through the Grenadines, sparks fly. She doesn’t like his shoes or his attitude. He can’t believe a woman who looks that good in a captain’s uniform can be such a hard ass. This is their last chance to prove themselves, but the worst thing you can do when trying to save your career is to fall in love…WAY TOO DEEP.
48°37’17”N, 20°12’20”W
Aboard the Boadicea
One Day Southwest of Falmouth
Captain Lindsay Fisher jolted awake to thundering pain
centered over a golfball-sized knot on the right side of her forehead. Hot,
sticky blood trickled from a gash on her scalp.
The cabin lights were out, but in the gloom she could hear
the roar of seawater cascading along the floor of her starboard aft cabin.
She’d fallen into her bunk a few hours before encased in foul weather gear —
and a life jacket.
The ship was in a severe list. Dazed and still barefooted,
she used handholds to make her way to the main saloon. The dim glow from the
overhead deck bevels illuminated water pouring through the galley from the
forward cabin. Shit. The custom glass top over the owner’s cabin had shattered.
The sixty-four-foot Hallberg-Rassy must have done a full
roll. Lindsay had been asleep on the floor of her cabin and had probably
smacked her head sometime during the spin.
They were sinking. Fast. And her first mate, her uncle Tommy, had been on watch at the helm.
She ignored the stuttering of her heart and snatched the
ditch bag carabineer, clipped to the galley counter rail. She nearly collided
with her second crewman in a race to the top deck.
“Jim, deploy the life raft. Now.” she shouted, shoving the
bag at him.
“Got it,” he yelled, and pounded up the companionway ahead
of her.
She hauled herself up, two steps at a time, and called out,
“Tommy.” She didn’t wait for an answer but hit the top deck running.
The wreckage above sickened her. Anything not tied down was
gone. The rigging still stood, but the sails were soaked, twisted and ripped.
The top quarter of the mast had broken off.
A late, fierce storm, at least Force 11, was kicking up
monster size waves, and sixty-knot winds whipped the surface water into a
roiling mist. Airborne spray and foam narrowed visibility to nearly zero.
The earlier weather faxes she’d checked had shown the storm
passing west of them. Mother Ocean must have changed her mind.
Tommy. I have to get to him.
Lindsay exhaled hard at the sight of the lifeboat valise
still lashed to the safety rail. Her third crewman Jim worked at the straps to
free the big rubber inflatable, the only thing between them and the frigid
North Atlantic waters.
When the huge raft was prepped, he would splash the lifeboat
into the savage waves battering the broken yacht. He’d already attached the
raft’s painter to the ship to keep it from blowing overboard. When the ship
sank, the emergency tether would break free.
The steep tilt of the deck meant she had only minutes to
call for help and find her first mate before the yacht plummeted to the bottom
of the sea.
She punched the DSC button on the waterproof radio strapped
on her chest to broadcast their GPS coordinates. Then she pushed transmit and
spoke calmly.
“Mayday, Mayday, Mayday. This is Captain Lindsay Fisher on
the Boadicea, Boadicea, Boadicea. We’re a day southwest of Falmouth at
48°37’17”N, 20°12’20”W, and sinking. The ship has rolled with three passengers
aboard. One crew member possibly overboard. We are deploying the lifeboat and
EPIRB beacon.”
She waited a minute and repeated the plea while crossing to
the wheel where Tommy should be.
They were still less than two hundred miles out of the
English Channel. If she didn’t get a response soon from the Brits, she hoped
another nearby ship listening to Channel 16 would relay her call for help.
When she reached the stern behind the wheel, the only sign
of Tommy was a taut portion of his six-foot safety tether. Lindsay squinted
through the spray peppering her face like needles. The strap wound down the
backside of the wallowing yacht and disappeared into the black waves.
There was still tension on the line. She heaved up on the
tether, but the weight on the other end wouldn’t budge. She didn’t dare divert
Jim from getting the life raft ready.
Lindsay heaved again on the strap, this time using her whole
body weight but lost her grip when her bare feet slipped on the wave-soaked
deck. No dice.
She stood for a moment, scanned the waves around the ship,
and then plunged into the cold seawater. The towering waves pounded her
senseless like a mass of ice mallets pelting her back. Breathe. Focus.
The roll had knocked out their running lights, and the water
below the surface was as black as an oil slick. She clutched her lifeline,
still clipped to the ship’s jack line, with one hand while groping along the hull
beneath the waves searching for Tommy. She swept a 180-degree arc before
realizing his tether was stuck on a piece of the swim ladder twisted during the
yacht’s violent revolution. Dammit.
The tension on the end of the line wasn’t Tommy.
She unclipped her safety line and left her life jacket on
the ladder to begin a frantic free swim along the keel beneath the hull. The
creaks and whines of the straining ship shrieked in her ears. Not much time
Lindsay resurfaced, gasped in a few breaths, and dived again
to the bottom of the keel. Huge thrashing waves exacerbated the wallowing
motion of the ship, and the black water threatened to suck her into the
claustrophobic darkness.
Her hands and feet were numb, and she wanted nothing more
than to close her eyes and let the frigid water take her.
No. She wouldn’t give in to the cold, but she was out of
options. One more dive was all her body had left.
She was all in, no backup plan. In a flash, something
brushed against her hand. A fish? Not bloody likely this close to the surface
in a storm.
She made a wild grab and grasped a sleeve of her uncle’s
foul weather gear. His life vest must have hooked onto a protruding piece of a
sensor on the keel during the roll.
She pulled with her last surge of strength, and his body
broke free. Kicking them both to the surface, she hung on to his life vest and
gave silent thanks for her barefoot state. Sea boots would have filled and
pulled her down.
The doomed yacht’s loud groans and creaks filled the air
when she came up, gulping breaths. They were out of time.
But there, the big yellow raft bobbed in the water,
surrounded by the wake of the sinking ship.
Jim’s face in the low light was grim, the most beautiful
sight she’d ever seen. He’d found them with the battery-operated spotlight. The
EPIRB’s beacon flashed behind him as he thrashed through the waves. He grasped
Tommy by his jacket and pulled him aboard, then extended a hand to Lindsay.
Once inside the small canopied raft, she rolled her uncle to
his back and leaned over his chest, listening for breathing. The screaming
winds and rain pelting the raft’s rubber top made hearing next to impossible.
Her frozen fingers were useless. She couldn’t use them to
detect a pulse, so instead she looked for a rise in his chest. Nothing. She
started compressions and after only two or three, Tommy jerked to life and
slapped her hands away.
“You tryin’ to kill me or what?” He took the bucket Jim
shoved toward him, and in a matter of seconds, puked up seawater. “Son of a–.”
“He’s back,” Lindsay said, her voice ragged with relief and
exhaustion. Painful needles of feeling returned to her fingers and toes. She
collapsed onto the inflated rubber floor and stared at the peaked roof.
Her career was over.
CeCe Ahlstrom, massage therapist to the rich and famous, is done with men. Her last rich boyfriend tried to kill her on an ill-fated cruise through the Grenadines. Now she’s determined to get on with her life but can’t find the funds to get to her next spa gig in Portugal. Then along comes notorious womanizer Captain Rene Baudouin. He’s hell on the hearts of women, he can handle any storm at sea, yet he might have met his match in a leaky old boat. He needs a first mate crazy enough to help crew the wreck known as the Tourbillon across the Atlantic. Destiny draws CeCe and Rene together, but things are not what they seem. Rene struggles with a family secret that could destroy his future and CeCe will have to face a truth not even she knows yet. Out on the open sea, Rene and CeCe soon find themselves…UP TOO CLOSE.


Rania Elsaeid is the brilliant engineer aboard the 115-foot yacht, the Bonnie Blue. She’s also a deadly, well-trained security guard. She keeps her cool when everything around her heats up. Morris “Moj” Johnston, internationally famous music producer, is on a much-needed vacation cruise through the islands of the Indian Ocean. He’s not looking for love but trying to heal a broken heart. When Moj meets Rania, everything changes. Suddenly they find themselves on the run from pirates, lost on a deserted island, and dangerously close to going…OUT TOO FAR.
Andrea K. Stein
Andrea K. Stein’s daddy was a trucker, her momma was an artist, and she’s a scribbler. The stories just spilled out—the pony escaped, the window magically shattered. Not her fault. Twenty years as a journalist couldn’t stifle the yarns. Yacht delivery up and down the Caribbean only increased the flow. Now those tales celebrate romance on the high seas. As a sailing captain and instructor since 1996, she’s logged nearly 30,000 miles to destinations around the world. She now lives in the Rocky Mountains and is the author of four historical sailing romances available on

Sawyer Stone


Sawyer Stone grew up dreaming of far-off cities and far-flung continents even though those exotic locations seemed way out of reach. But the dreams of travel and love never left. It wasn’t long before Sawyer walked the alleys of Istanbul, watched the sunsets from the island of Santorini, trekked the Himalayas, and dove through shipwrecks in the Andaman Sea. Now, while still traveling, Sawyer writes all kinds of books under all kinds of names. The world needs more stories about quirky characters falling in love.


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Release Blitz: Between Brothers (The Sacred Brotherhood Book IV) by A.J. Downey

Title: Between Brothers
Series: The Sacred Brotherhood Book IV
Author:  A.J. Downey
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: May 9, 2017
Cover designed by: Dar Albert from Wicked Smart Designs
Reckless, dangerous, and out of control; these are the words most often applied to the SHMC’s brother Duracell.
Which is why no one can understand what the deal is between him and Blue.
Blue is none of those things; if anything he’s quiet, shy, and as mild-mannered as they come.
There’s no balance between these two yet they are inexplicably a team.
Then Blue gets a single look at Hayley, and it’s all it takes for him to know she’s their third.

Is Hayley the woman for them? A match for Blue sure, but strong enough to withstand the bizarre tempest of Cell’s personality?

The two MC brothers have set their sights on the waitress and have been patiently feeling her out.
Now it’s time to take the next step and see if she’s indeed able to date the both of them.

She’ll either bring balance to the boys, or Cell’s pull will knock them all off balance and send

them crashing, burning them all out before anything can even fully ignite


Hayley was asleep, her back rising and falling gently in the
morning light. Cell was awake on the other side of her, looking at her, the
calculation back on his face and I was nervous. It was like he was on the fence
and I was waiting for a final decision. Did he like it enough last night to
want to keep her, or was he of the opinion to throw her back, like some fish
he’d caught that wasn’t satisfying enough?
“She’s got a pussy with a GI-Joe Kung-Fu grip,” he muttered
and I tried not to laugh. She was laying on me, and laughing would wake her.
Shit! I lost the battle and she stirred.
“Morning,” Cell grated and Hayley inhaled sharply.
She cuddled into my side a little more and I felt her lips
curl into a smile against my skin. She kissed my chest and looked up looking
like the cat who’d gotten the cream and said, “Good morning.” I could tell that
Cell was pleased with Hayley and wanted to do more with her by what he said
“Look at you shattering all those inhibitions.” He even
sounded complimentary.
I smiled to myself, the happiest I’d been for a while, and
hugged Hayley against me, pleased when Cell grinned and nipped her shoulder
before springing up into a sitting position. He scooted to the end of the bed
and stood up. Lean muscles stretched and showed off to spectacular effect,
leaving Hayley and me both staring with admiration. Cell had a great body, and
one that he didn’t have to particularly work for outside of our day job.
“You both want we should go again right now?” he asked and
Hayley blushed, but didn’t look away.
“I’m starving,” she said and Cell gave a crooked grin.
“Well, get dressed. Sunday breakfast is probably still going
on out there and we can spend the day together. Maybe go for a ride or
“My bike is back at Hayley’s,” I said.
“Shit, yeah, I saw her cage out there when I came in last
“That’s okay,” Hayley piped up. “I mean, we can go get it. I
can dress warmer…”
“Yeah?” Cell asked, making sure.
He nodded and smiled, “Alright then.”
We got dressed, and Hayley looked beautiful with her hair
tousled by sleep and sex. I handed her a comb after running it through my own
short hair and apologized that I didn’t have anything better. She smiled and
laughed slightly.
“Its fine,” she said and went to her down jacket, getting her
hairclip out of her pocket. She stood in front of the dresser mirror and combed
through her long hair patiently, before gathering it into a ponytail. I watched
her, fixated, the way her sweatshirt hung artfully off one shoulder, the way she
swept up her hair, the elegant line of her neck revealed…
We’d shared something last night. Something deep and personal
and I cherished it. I cherished her. I never wanted to let her go. I knew what
this was. I’d felt it once before and I looked at Cell, the only other person
I’d felt it for. He lifted one side of his mouth in a sardonic smile and shook
his head at me. He knew. He knew, too, but he also was letting me have this.
Gratitude swamped me and I felt the urge to go to him and kiss
him. I’d had that urge a time or two in the past when it’d come to him. Only
tried the one time, the first time, and had had my ass beat for the trouble.
Instead, I pulled the treasure that was Hayley into my arms. She looked up at
me and smiled, a light of happiness in her eyes.
I bent and kissed her, putting everything into it that I was
feeling at that moment, pleased that I completely stole her breath away.
I raised up so that I could see her face, and her eyes were
closed, her body relaxed, and her expression one of concentration. As if she
were committing the feel of my lips, this moment, to memory.
She was so the right girl…
“Hey, no way I can top that… I’ll get mine later.” Cell said,
holding up his hands when Hayley turned to him. She smiled, and picked up her
shoes, going to the bed to sit on its edge to put them on.
I looked at Cell and he gave me a still look back. He wasn’t
in the mood for contact that wasn’t on his terms today. I could respect that.
Hayley, I worried, wouldn’t understand it. So, we had to work together to
strike a balance, for now…
Cell pulled his shirt over his head and down over his belt
line and sat down to pull on his boots. I pulled on mine and we were just about
out of here. I held out Hayley’s coat for her and she shrugged into it. I
looped her scarf around her neck and pulled her in pecking her on the nose and
she laughed.
“Come on you two, I believe the lady mentioned she was
starving and I’m not far behind her.” Cell tossed me my jacket and cut, his
already on, and opened up my door, ushering us out into the hall with a wave of
his hand. Hayley paused before going through and reached out, laying a hand
along Cell’s face. He flinched slightly, but she didn’t take notice. I saw it
though, a slight movement, a tightening of the muscles around his eyes, his jaw
clenching slightly.
“Thank you,” she murmured and he smiled, all charm and turned
his face, pressing his mouth to the center of her palm and giving it a quick
“No problem,” he said and Hayley stepped past him the rest of
the way. I gave him a nod and he gave one back and we went to breakfast. He
even sucked it up and held her other hand as we walked from the barracks to the
back door of the club.


In The Series


Melody Beswick thought she was
bringing herself and her thirteen month old son home to his father. It was her
last ditch effort to make a better life for her and her boy. One in which Noah
had a father to look up to and guide him. While she knew Grinder wasn’t perfect,
she believed in him, and love always found a way, right?
Melody never thought her dreams for herself and her son could twist into such
nightmares, and that it was so true, the old adage, that the road to hell is
paved with good intentions. She’s about to find out that another adage is true,
that sometimes it’s better the devil you know, when instead of finding Grinder,
it’s his cold and critical brother Archer at the end of her long drive that she
must contend with.With no other options, and no place else to go, Melody is about to make a deal
with this devil that she can’t refuse. Who knew it could, quite possibly, be
the best decision she’s ever made?
Fate introduces people at both the right and the wrong times…
So it is for Maren on the absolute worst day imaginable. When all hope was gone, and she was whittled away to little more than tears and despair, up walks Nox, an unlikely hero to save the day. Maren is about to discover that sometimes the good guys wear black, and there are times that the lines between good and evil blur beyond recognition.
Nox is a bad man with a heart of gold, or so it seems. It also seems that Maren has captured that heart with her wide, tear filled brown eyes. Nox never saw himself going for jailbait before, but that’s just what Maren is, all woman trapped in a seventeen year old package. Still, what he wouldn’t do for her, including taking on the unlikely role of keeper to her unruly preteen brother.
This mess could end beautifully or in some serious time spent behind bars for Nox, but sometimes, it’s worth risking it all.
Rush had always been the brother that was the most up for adventure. Then Grinder died and he realized that it was time to slow down. Fast-forward by a year and more and his older brother Archer had found Mel. Hell, his own twin was with a woman of his own! Rush is starting to get restless again, which was just perfect. Cue a string of anonymous hook-ups and one night stands. It was enough to feed the restlessness for a while, then an adventure of sorts came a callin’ by way of the VP’s estranged aunt and the President’s sister-in-law.
Her daughter was in need of some kind of white knight, which Rush could care less about, but the white knight routine did come with a pretty big perk. It would mean that he got to go back to a job that had, once upon a time, felt like a calling.
Of course, nothing was ever easy where Rush was concerned, especially when he actually set eyes on the damsel in distress. One, she wasn’t some paper princess, and two, she definitely didn’t want him around. After all, one-night hook-ups were supposed to be just that… one and done.
Check out the Sacred Hearts MC from the very beginning…
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A.J. Downey is a born and raised
Seattle, WA Native. She finds inspiration from her surroundings, through the
people she meets and likely as a byproduct of way too much caffeine.
She has lived many places and
done many things though mostly through her own imagination… An avid reader all
of her life it’s now her turn to try and give back a little, entertaining as
she has been entertained.
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Blitz: Russian Tattoos Trilogy ~ Criminal (book #3) by Kat Shehata


Title: Russian Tattoos Trilogy ~ Criminal (book #3)

Author: Kat Shehata

Release Date: May 2nd 2017

Genre: Mafia Romance, Romantic suspense

mob boss Vladimir Ivanov has many enemies—one of them just kidnapped his wife.
A mafia war has erupted in London, and
Vladimir’s enemies know his one weakness is his deep passion for his new bride,
Carter Ivanov. When rival mob boss Maksim Ovechkin kidnaps her, Vladimir is
willing to pay the ransom with his own blood. 
But Maksim’s plans go deeper than that.
Vladimir’s blood may not be enough.
Maksim wants Carter for himself.

Carter has a secret—she’s pregnant with
Vladimir’s heir. 

If Maksim finds out, the consequences will be
disastrous. But Carter isn’t willing to give up on her husband, even if her
loyalty to Vladimir puts her life on the line. 

Some risks are worth taking, however, and Carter
has a plan. 

Unfortunately, Maksim is one step ahead of her.

Carter is no mafia princess who needs saving.
She’s a force to be reckoned with. But she’ll need every ounce of her strength
to defeat Maksim and his Bratva, and
keep her family alive.

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“I’ll give you three days to
grieve your loss, then I expect you to settle into your new life—and your
new bed.” Maksim leaned in
to kiss me, but I turned my cheek. “Carter.” His tone was authoritative and
demanding, but I refused to let him touch me.
“I’m married.”

“By the end of the night, you’ll be a widow. Don’t get too
comfortable with your spoiled American attitude. I won’t tolerate it.”
Satisfied with the terror on my face, he motioned to the guards to open the
cell door. “You belong to me now, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the
chase. Stay feisty, Carter. Submissives are a bore.”


Kat Shehata’s first career involved
caring for exotic, dangerous, and adorable animals as a zookeeper. As an
author, Kat weaves her love of animals into her work. She is the co-author of
the New York Times bestselling
children’s book Animals on the Other Side
written with Sylvia Browne.

She is an
avid tennis player and spends her free time playing matches in a recreational
league in Cincinnati, Ohio. She holds a bachelor’s degree in theatre from
Wilmington College, a professional writing certificate from the University of
Cincinnati, and a master’s degree in creative writing from Spalding University

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Book Blitz ~ The Bandit by B.B. Reid


Title: The Bandit
Series: Stolen Duet #1
Author: B.B. Reid
Genre: Romantic Suspense
A missing legacy, a stolen son, and one dangerous secret
changed everything for them…
I’ll never forget the night I caught her sneaking around my
place. She thought she could steal from me and get away with it, but I have no
intention of letting her get away at all. Mian Ross has a lesson to learn, and
I’m going to be the one to teach it to her.
HE STOLE MY SON I’ll never forget the night I made the second biggest
mistake of my life. It was supposed to be a simple job, but it quickly became
so much more–one that cost my freedom and cost my son. Angel Knight became my
worst nightmare… and now, he’ll never let us go.


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B.B., ALSO KNOWN as Bebe, found her passion for romance when she read her first romance novel by Susan Johnson at a young age. She would sneak into her mother’s closet for books and even sometimes the attic. It soon became a hobby, and later an addiction, influencing her life in a positive way.

Bebe is fresh out of undergrad college and has always wondered about the existence of her talent. When she finally decided to pick up a metaphorical pen and start writing, she found a new way to embrace her passion.

She favors a romance that isn’t always easy on the eyes or heart, and loves to see characters grow–characters who are seemingly doomed from the start but find love anyway.

Fear Me, her debut novel, is the first of many.


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Blitz: Eight Days in the Sun by MK Schiller

Title: Eight Days In The Sun
Author: MK Schiller
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 2, 2017
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.

Love needs only one chance to shine . . .

He followed in his family’s footsteps and just graduated Marine boot camp. Now Mason Cutler’s personal mission is to get plenty of sun, surf, and no-strings romance in his favorite laid-back Florida beach town before shipping out. But a chance encounter with reserved Kiran Shenoy becomes a golden day of conversation, connection—and an intense attraction Mason can’t walk away from. They make an agreement—eight sensuous days together without regrets or promises. Yet soon Mason is longing to convince the spirited woman behind Kiran’s sad beautiful eyes to take a chance on even more . . .

All Kiran dared hope for was a chance to heal after a tragic accident and a devastating loss. Mason’s freewheeling energy and head-on courage warms her scarred body and soul—and ignites her heart. But with their lives going in different directions, the only commitment they can make is a pact to meet again. Can what they feel survive Mason’s military duty, and Kiran’s second chance to restart her life? And can a desire sparked one summer night be enough for forever?

Mason takes a step toward me. I follow suit. Only a sliver of air is between us. The wind picks up and causes an annoying strand of hair to brush against my face. I think he’s going to tuck it behind my ear. Instead, he unclips my barrette. With a hand on each side of my face, he kisses my forehead. The kiss is tender and pure. His hands slide lower until his fingers fiddle with the bottom button of my shirt. Seeking permission, he gives me an assessing look. I nod.

He undoes the button. Then a second, and then a third. His fingers shake, or maybe that’s my body reacting. I never imagined being comfortable enough with anyone to expose myself. I can count the days I’ve known Mason Cutler on one hand. Yet there is a freedom between us I’ve never experienced with anyone else.

He gently pushes the fabric off my shoulders. It flutters away. My breasts heave in the simple white bra I’m wearing. He gazes at my body.

“You’re beautiful, Kiran.”

His fingers ghost over my skin. They slide along the biggest and ugliest of all my scars. A long, straight line that runs down my stomach.

“This is surgical?” he asks, not taking his eyes off it.

“Yes. They filleted me like a fish.”

He falls to his knees before me. He kisses that spot. Once. Twice. Three times. My legs shake, but not from any kind of pain. He grips the button on my jeans. Before he undoes it, he looks up, seeking permission once again.

“Take them off, Mason.”

They fall to the ground. Besides my panties and bra, I’m naked. Naked and not afraid for once. He stands. He places a finger under my chin and tilts my face until our eyes meet.

“Ready for that swim?”


He takes my hand and leads me into the water. It’s chillier than I thought. But it could have been arctic, and I wouldn’t mind. The waves crash against us, threatening to push me to the ground. Mason holds me tight. The water comes over my waist. It’s dark and cool. Maybe it even breaks my self-imposed shackles. The moon is vibrant against the water as if the two are kissing.

When the water reaches just below my chest, we stop. I turn to him. He smiles softly. This time, he does tuck the strand of hair behind my ear.

I place a hand on each of his hips.

“One day we’ll go surfing together,” he whispers.

“I’d like that.”

“One day I’ll take you to the revolving restaurant on top of the Wilshire, and we’ll have ourselves a nice dance.”

“I’d like that too.”

“And one day, I’m going to kiss you under a full moon.”

“Make that day today, Mason.”

MK Schiller is a hopeless romantic in a hopelessly pragmatic world. In the dark of night, she sits by the warm glow of her computer monitor, reading or writing, usually with some tasty Italian…the food that is! She started imagining stories in her head at a very young age. In fact, she got so good at it that friends asked her to create plots featuring them as the heroine and the object of their affection as the hero. She hopes you enjoy her stories and find The Happily Ever After in every endeavor. M.K. Schiller loves hearing from readers. Find her on Facebook, follow her on Twitter @MKSchiller, and visit her website at

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Release Blitz: Wedding Dreams (20 Delicious Nuptial Romances)


Book Title: Wedding Dreams (20 Delicious Nuptial Romances)
Authors: Maggie Way, Abbie St. Claire, Alix Nichols, Amy Olle,

Ann Marie Frohoff, Ann Omasta, Auriella Skye, Amy Brent, DelSheree Gladden,

Gemma Brocato, Iona Findley, Kate Allenton , KM Hodge,

Kristi Rose , Lexi Ostrow , Lindzee Armstrong, Lita Lawson,

Michelle Jo Quinn, Nicole Morgan, Susan Ann Wall

Genre: Contemporary Romance – All Wedding Themed stories
Release Date: April 18, 2017
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

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**You are invited to the weddings of your dreams**

Twenty award-winning, USA Today and International best-selling authors have come together to bring you over 3,000 pages of love, lust, and lusciously sexy men.
From sweet second chance romances to bad boys, BBWs, and brides looking for revenge, this is a perfect read for anyone who enjoys Romance or Women’s Fiction. These pages are packed with cozy romances, thrilling international and holiday adventures, and sweet heart-melting stories. Our authors bring you everything from hot cowboys to rockstar romances, elegant weddings to nuptial disasters, and blushing brides to bold women, all in a delightful celebration of love.

You’re in for a wild, passionate ride on a breathtaking voyage to make your heart soar. This box set will leave you craving all things marital and wishing the honeymoon would never end.

Heat level: sweet to sensual


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