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New Release: Taming Trent by Dominique Eastwick

Taming Trent

Sherman Family Series Book 5

by Dominique Eastwick

Genre – Contemporary Romance

 

Blurb

Trenton Sherman discovers the hard way he can’t save those who didn’t want

saving. In the end, it costs him nearly everything to try. With his business in the

tank, his body broken, and his very beliefs challenged, Trenton must battle his

demons both real and in his head if he is to achieve the future he always

dreamed of.

Once bitten twice shy. Tamron loved the wrong man when the right one had

been there the whole time. But now that she has a real chance at love is she

willing to take the chance? Can she be what Trent needs to overcome the PTSD

he is dealing with?

Can two people burned by the same man find the common ground to fight for a

love they deserve, or will the ground beneath them crumble like the ice cave that

brought them back together.

The Sherman family is back fighting for their youngest brother, and nothing will

stop them.

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Excerpt

Trent adjusted in his bed, his heart in his throat, what would he do if she

answered the way he feared her next question? “You don’t want children?”

“On the contrary. I just didn’t want children with him.” Her voice dropped

in both tone and volume. “There, now our dirty little secret is out in the

open.”

“Tamron?”

“What? What do you want me to say? God, you know Craig. He’s selfish and

only wants things someone else has. How long would it take him to become

bored with a baby and me as a mom? I never understood why he stayed so

long or asked me to marry him to start with.”

“Because I wanted you.” The words flew out before he could prevent them.

Her jaw dropped. “What are you talking about?”

“The first moment I saw you across the damned pub, I thought I had found

my soul mate.”

She paced, shaking her head. “No, that’s not right. You were interested in

Chrissie.”

“Are you kidding me? I was stuck with Chrissie, a woman who claimed an

association because our brothers happened to play rugby together during

Tony’s senior year. And because a decade before, I was at a party with her

when she was barely a teenager. By the time I could take my focus off her

without being rude, Craig had moved in, and I remained forever his wing

man.”

She stopped, arms crossed, staring out the window. For minutes that

seemed like hours, she remained silent, didn’t move or acknowledge his

statement. “Please say something. Damn it! I hate being tied to this bed.”

Stalking across the room before he could say anything else, she cupped his

face and brought her lips to his. Needing no other incentive, he pulled her

closer, his tongue taking the kiss deeper. She tasted of amber beer and the

spices from dinner and smelled divine. He had wanted this moment for so

long, now that he had her in his embrace, he relished it, took his time.

He wanted to remember this moment, every part of it. He pulled back,

searching her hazel eyes. With shaking fingers, he traced her face, learning

with touch what his eyes had memorized years ago. “You are so beautiful.”

“I’m plainly average.” She appeared to be doing the same as him. Her

fingers brushed the stubble on his chin.

“Not to me. I’ve studied every line and curve of your face, convinced your

skin couldn’t be as soft as I imagined.” She closed her eyes, moving into his

touch as he cupped her cheek. “Only to find it is softer than I could have

ever dreamed.”

“Did you? Dream, that is?” She turned into his palm, placing a kiss into the

center.

“I’ve dreamt of you more than any other dream. You’re the unattainable,

the one thing all my connections as a Sherman couldn’t help me obtain.

And yet, if I couldn’t touch you, hold you, I was happy for what scraps I

could get.”

“Why did you never say anything?”

“You were my best friend’s girlfriend then fiancée. I had to stand by and

stand up for another man when all I wanted to do was scream, ‘I do object

because I love her.’”

She pulled away. “You can’t love me.”

 

Author Bio

Award winning author Dominique Eastwick currently calls North Carolina home

with her husband, two children, one lazy lab, and one crazy Norwegian

Elkhound. Dominique spent much of her early life moving from state to state as

a Navy Brat. Because of that traveling is one of her favorite pastimes. When

she’s not writing, you can find Dominique with her second love…her camera.

 

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Release Blitz: PRETTY AS A PEACH by Juliette Poe

Pretty as a Peach (Sex & Sweet Tea, Book #4)
Juliette Poe
Release Date: March 15, 2018

Synopsis:
Mainer Farms is steeped in family history, but it’s also deep in debt from the effects of the ever-changing farming industry. Not about to let his family’s legacy go under, Colt Mancinkus is willing to do anything he can to save the farm.

Darby Culhane is the new farmer in Whynot, North Carolina, and she’s proving to be quite the forbidden temptation for Colt. Darby isn’t looking for anything but a fresh start, and she’s got it all figured out. Get settled in? Check. Apply for the rural county grant? Check. Confrontation with the steaming mad, smoking hot local farmer? Well, that wasn’t on the agenda.

As pretty as she is sweet, Colt can’t help but be drawn to Darby’s…peaches. No really, she’s a peach farmer. Get that mind out of the gutter, and get on down to the farm to see what happens when circumstances force Colt and Darby to team up. They may just find that the peach trees aren’t the only things in bloom.

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New Release: Sight Lines by Author Cara Carnes

Sight Lines

The Arsenal, Book 2

by Cara Carnes

Genre: Contemporary, Romantic Suspense

 

Blurb

They took her best friend.

Now she’s taking them down.

Viviana “Quillery” Chambers has one mission: find the people behind Hive’s

betrayal and take them down. She and her best friend are the most sought after

back office operatives around. She’ll stop at nothing to keep her new team and

family at The Arsenal safe. But someone’s put a six million dollar hit on her and

ghosts from the past have returned. She’s facing her toughest challenge ever.

Now she has a mysterious assassin shadowing her every move. He’s vowed to

keep her safe, but she’s part of the Quillery Edge.

They never quit. They never surrender. They never let anyone stand between

them and their quarry.

He had one rule: Don’t mess with his family.

Judson Jensen’s lived a solitary life taking down targets no one else dared

touch. The bastards he’s wasted twenty years working for took his brother. The

choice was supposed to be simple—neutralize the Quillery Edge or your brother

dies. Unfortunately for them he had another choice—take them down. All he

needs is to earn the brilliant, fiercely sassy Viviana’s trust and keep her alive.

The two must work together to do the impossible: take Judson’s employer down.

This isn’t business…it’s personal.

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Excerpt

He took Viviana by the waist. “I think it’s too soon for us to be alone. Your chaperon isn’t happy.”

“She’s not my chaperon and I’d pay more attention to me and less to her if I were you,” she clipped. “I’ll make this quick. Nothing about anyone or anything remotely connected to what went down with Mary, Peter Rugers or Hive is mentioned around her. I field everything.”

Protective. Fierce. Way more than superficial sass like most women. A fire rumbled in him, a flicker of appreciation born from something more than her operative reputation. This wasn’t just Edge’s partner shoving him against a wall. This was a friend. Someone who cared about those around her and would do anything to keep them safe.

“I’m not here to stir trouble. I’m more than happy to work one-on-one with you.”

Her eyes narrowed, tiny slivers of glimmering brown. “You’d be better off sniffing around my chaperon if you’re looking for more than taking Jian down and getting your brother freed.”

“I’m only here to help, nothing else.” He grabbed her arm and settled her into a constricting hold within a couple seconds. Her eyes widened. She tugged and twisted, but he held her firm. “Just to say, if I want more than that, I think I know my taste better than you.”

“Chasing after the others will get you in a heap of trouble, Jud.”

He settled a hand on her cheek and smiled when she glared up at him. “And throwing all that sass will get you in a bigger heap of trouble.”

“Why is that?”

“Because I’ve got a sweet tooth for sass, babe, and it’s been a long time since I’ve met a woman who could satisfy it.” He released her from the hold when he sensed Addy’s approach. “I’m here to help, but that doesn’t mean I’m blind or dead.”

Author Bio

Born in small-town Texas, Cara Carnes was a princess, a pirate, fashion model,

actress, rock star and Jon Bon Jovi’s wife all before the age of 13. In reality, her

fascination for enthralling worlds took seed somewhere amidst a somewhat dull

day job and a wonderful life filled with family and friends. When she’s not

cemented to her chair, Cara loves traveling, photography and reading.

For more information, check out her website at http://www.caracarnes.com.

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New Release: Seasonal Shenanigans Anthology

 

 

 

 

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Let It Snow – Nikola Christain

Jovie has always avoided the Christmas season. But when she has to spend the holidays in a ski lodge, she meets someone who may inspire her to embrace the season. Or at least the part about meeting under the mistletoe.

 

Eight Secret Nights – Shoshana David

Someone’s been leaving Hanukkah presents on Mara’s doorstep.  Sweet presents.  Thoughtful presents.  She wonders who her secret admirer is.  Hopefully it’s the cute guy who moved in next door and not the creep from 7A.

 

A Tradition Worth Continuing – Tricia Ramey

It’s Christmas Eve, and Beth Murphy is finally able to relax.  Now’s the time to enjoy a little downtime with her husband James before the chaos of their descending families the next day. But it’s the gift she has for her husband that will make this Christmas the most memorable one yet.

 

Kittens For Christmas – Caitlyn Lynch

Regina Brooks thinks finding a box of abandoned kittens on Christmas Eve is a disaster in the making. Fortunately, her hunky neighbor Ric is eager to help her out — in any way he can!

 

Missing You For Christmas – Moxie Rivers

When Allison’s husband, Jake, can’t get leave, it’ll be her first Christmas without him since they were married. But Allison isn’t the type of person to let that stop her, but with the help of her coworkers, and just maybe a little Christmas magic, it will still be a Merry Christmas.

 

A Grease Monkey Christmas – Cailin Briste

Fate arranges the chance meeting of two strangers in need of a little kindness on Christmas Eve. Celebrity Davon Weider, with his navy-blue eyes and muscular physique, can fill the starring role in any woman’s fantasy. But Jasline, a spaceport mech, is more impressed by his five jump speed records.

 

Santa Claus is Coming – Jennie Kew

I don’t dress up as Santa for just anyone, you know? Holly Granville isn’t just anyone. When a massive storm hits our Christmas photo shoot and we’re trapped inside a tiny hut — cold, wet, angry, and naked — our friendship irrevocably changes. But will it be for better, or worse?

 

The Promise Of Love – Maya Bailey

The year is 1819. He sees a man across a room and it is like seeing himself dressed in a British soldier’s uniform. How could it be that another man bears his face? He had loved her once; she had betrayed that love. Now he must find answers. If only he could do that without laying eyes on her again.

 

Underneath The Mistletoe – Ava Bari

Police officer Nic Zanetti just wanted to spent a quiet holiday alone with his TV. Then he’s called to find a runaway little girl. When he meets her widowed mother, this Christmas will be one they never forget.

 

Blizzard – Suzi Frewin

Simon and Fallon find themselves marooned together, fearing for their lives against the Zengwee, an alien species which has dominated Earth for its resources. Neither want the complication of falling in love, but fate and Christmas have other plans.

 

All I Want for Christmas … is You – Annika Steele

On Christmas Eve, Dr. Victoria Long is determined to take her relationship with Detective Devon King to the next level, maybe even the forever kind. But will their relationship survive when Devon discovers she’s a suspect in a series of thefts?

 

Christmas is Coming – Liv Honeywell

It’s almost Christmas, and Abby decides to decorate the tree, despite Will, her Dom, telling her to wait. But when she drops his toolbox and all the parts scatter like confetti, she’s left wondering if she’ll be able to sit down by *next* Christmas. What will happen when Will gets home?

 

New Beginnings – Dana Kenzi

When Erika’s Winter Solstice ritual doesn’t go as planned, it joins her list of worries, right next to her struggles to run her newly acquired business. Then her handsome neighbor, David, drops by to offer her some company. What starts off as a venting session between two frustrated adults leads to a cathartic and pleasurable encounter.

 

I Fell Through Starlight For You – Keira Fox

It’s the earliest hours of Christmas and Lucille is thinking of closing up her bistro when an enchanting figure comes through her door seeking aid for his injuries.

EXCERPTS

From Kittens For Christmas by Caitlyn Lynch

Ric looked at Reggie sitting there on the floor next to him, a pair of fools caring for some orphaned kittens early in the morning on Christmas Day, and he wondered if she’d slap his face if he kissed her. She’d fallen asleep on his shoulder mid-sentence earlier, and snuggled up to him with the cutest little sound of protest when he tried to carefully shift her off. In the end he’d just leaned his head back on the couch and dropped off to sleep himself.

Reggie’s brown eyes sparkled as she laughed, and impulsively Ric reached out a hand and touched one of hers, resting lax on her knee.

“Hey. I’m glad I met you coming in tonight. Last night, I mean, it’s morning now…”

Ugh, that was so not smooth. Why does my brain always fail me when I’m talking to an attractive woman?

Reggie was smiling at him, though. “I’m glad, too,” she said softly, and her slight, fine-boned hand turned under his so their fingers interlaced.

Ric’s brain stalled out and failed him completely. He just stared at her hand under his, at least until Reggie let out a soft, husky little laugh. His eyes snapped up to her face – which was suddenly a lot closer.

This is actually happening. He was suddenly as nervous as a teenage boy with his first crush, palms sweating, hands shaking.

Reggie’s lips were soft against his, a light, tentative touch before she pulled back, looking at him with wide eyes.

She can’t be nervous. She’s gorgeous, she could have any guy she wanted. That look of nervous worry, of concern that he might not be into her, absolutely killed him. No way could he let her have that impression, even for one second. So he leaned closer and brought up his free hand to cup her cheek, fingers sliding into her thick ringlets, feeling their springy texture.

“God damn, but you’re beautiful,” he murmured before bringing their mouths back together. He felt her lips curve up in a pleased smile, right before they parted, welcoming in his tongue as he probed lightly.

Ric felt Reggie’s soft sigh all through his body; the little moan she let out as he explored her mouth had his cock hardening in his pants. Her fingers tightened around his before she moved, going to her knees beside him and putting her free arm around him, pulling their bodies flush against each other.

It was Ric’s turn to make a noise, a low hungry groan in his throat as Reggie’s breasts pressed against his chest. Leaning back against the couch, he pulled her with him and she straddled his thighs, settling her groin against his.

“Reggie,” his voice came out a husky rasp as she pulled away from the kiss and ducked down to nip and lick at his neck, finding that sensitive spot in the hollow of his collarbone which made him shudder, hips jerking up involuntarily. “What are we doing?”

“Well,” she paused to swirl her tongue in the hollow of his throat, “right now we’re making out, and since our charges are full of milk and sound asleep, I think we should take advantage of the temporary quiet to go ahead and fuck.”

His eyes, half-lidded with pleasure, flew wide open. “Well,” he said after recovering his composure, “that’s direct.”

Reggie chuckled and leaned back to look him in the eye. “I’m not one to talk around a situation. You’re hot, I’m horny, it’s Christmas, let’s have fun.”

“I think you’ve got it the wrong way round.”

Her brows furrowed adorably, a small line appearing between them.

You’re hot and I’m horny. But the floor’s too hard and the couch is too small, so how about we take this to the bedroom?”

From Santa Claus Is Coming by Jennie Kew:

“Please tell me that was the last one.”

Holly grins. “That was the last one.”

“Oh, thank God.” I push myself up and out of the driftwood throne I’ve occupied for the better part of the day and stretch the kinks out of my back and shoulders.

Everything hurts.

My back is stiff from sitting for too long, and my thighs hurt from having an endless line-up of kids — and the occasional adult — sit on them all day. My cheeks ache from smiling waaay too much, my ass is so numb I’m not entirely sure it’s still attached to my body, and don’t even get me started on my balls….

Fuck me.

What a day.

When my best friend’s sister invited me to spend the day with her at Melbourne’s iconic Brighton Beach — you know the one, with the long line of brightly painted bathing huts that wedding photographers clamour over — I jumped at the opportunity. Spend the day with the woman I’ve lusted after for years while she parades around in one of those skimpy bikinis she’s so fond of?

Fuck yeah!

And sure, maybe I could catch a few waves while we’re there, show off my very grown-up, non-brotherly physique to the woman who once told me a. she’d never date one of her brother’s mates, and b. she’d never, ever be interested in someone so much younger than her.

Like a ten year age difference made her old or something.

Women!

Anyway, I rock up, surfboard in hand, and what does she do? Hands me a beach bum Santa costume consisting of little more than a pair of boardshorts and a Santa hat, shoves me in front of a camera and starts charging people money to let their precious little darlings crawl all over me and tell me their Christmas wishes. Which, okay — crushed ball-sack aside — was actually pretty cool, especially the kid who wanted total world domination so he could end bullying everywhere. I didn’t have the heart to point out the flaw in his plan, and judging by the look on his dad’s face, neither did he.

“You did a good job today, Chris,” Holly says as she packs away her camera equipment, then laughs. “I can’t wait to show Mikey that shot of the granny in your lap.”

I slip my Santa hat off my head and shove it in my pocket. “I’ll have you know her name was Phillipa, she’s only seventy-five years old, and she said I reminded her of her late husband.”

“She licked your face.”

“She wanted to know if I tasted like him, too,” I say with a grin. “I’d reckon the saucy old dame did it to win a bet, actually. I saw her and her friend exchange a tenner after she collected her photo. And you know Mike hates it when you call him Mikey, right?”

“Of course. Why do you think I do it?” she says with a wink that makes my breath stall in my chest and my legs go weak at the knees. “Seriously, though. Thanks for today. I know I blindsided you with it.”

“You know, you could have just told me what you wanted me for,” I say as I step down from the dais and discreetly adjust my aching package. “It is for charity. And you know us firemen. We love any excuse to take our shirts off.”

She looks up at me from under long, blonde lashes. “After the calendar shoot fiasco I wasn’t sure how willing you’d be to help me.”

Ah, yes. The calendar fiasco. I snort a laugh and shake my head. “I run into burning buildings for a living, Hols. On purpose. Did you really think a little dog shit would keep me away?”

Holly laughs, the full-bodied sound bursting from within her and shaking her deliciously plump figure with the force of it.

Good God, I want to eat her all up.

Starting right between her—

“It was more than a little dog shit. That poor pup had the worst diarrhoea I’ve ever seen. You were covered in it. I have photos. I was thinking of blowing one up and giving it to your mum for Christmas.”

Cocking an eyebrow at her obvious glee, I fold my arms over my chest and grin. “You just love humiliating me, don’t you?”

“Call it a hobby,” she says with a shrug, her pretty mouth curved in a smile of honest good humour. A smile that has my cock twitching with interest as I imagine how those sweet lips would feel wrapped around its rock hard length.

Fuck.

The last thing I need right now is a hard-on. I’m almost thankful for the sudden wind that whips past us, stinging my legs with flying sand.

 

From Underneath The Mistletoe by Ava Bari

The officer who’d found her daughter was still there, and Amelia had yet to even acknowledge him. She rubbed her eyes and kept Grace at her hip as she looked up at the taller man… and instantly regretted choosing her most unflattering nightgown to wear to bed.

“Mrs. Eliot, I’m Officer Zanetti,” he said, offering a hand. She tried to ignore how strong his grip was. His hand was huge and completely engulfed hers.

“Thank you so much for finding my daughter, Officer,” Amelia said. “I really can’t thank you enough.”

“It’s all in a day’s work, Ma’am,” he said, his smile bringing her back to her teenage years when she’d fawned over boy band members and actors.

She thanked him several more times as the other cops left and Grace began to yawn and lean heavily on her mother. Deciding to save all punishments until tomorrow, Amelia hoisted Grace into her arms. “I think I’d better get her to bed now.”

Officer Zanetti nodded. “Yeah you should.” He leaned over, catching Grace’s attention. She was half-asleep but awake enough to listen when he spoke. “Stay in bed this time, okay? Remember what we said.”

“Uh huh.” She took the letter out of her pocket and then, for whatever reason, handed it to the officer. “You promise Santa will read it?”

“If he doesn’t, I will read it to him myself,” he swore, as serious as if he had his hand on the Bible.

“Okay, but don’t open it until you see him,” Grace said. She nestled into the thick cottony fabric of Amelia’s nightgown and was asleep in seconds. Amelia gave Officer Zanetti a questioning look.

“Ah yeah…” He rubbed his neck. “I might have told her I work for Santa Claus to get her to come with me.”

Amelia chuckled. Her heart had yet to slow down all the way, but there was something hilarious about this tough guy cop getting embarrassed. “You’re a Christmas elf?”

“A bodyguard, thank you,” he said, affronted.

“That would’ve been my next guess.” He certainly looked the part, as the unhelpful part of Amelia’s brain was quick to point out.

They stood in awkward silence for a time until Grace shifted in Amelia’s arms, reminding her they probably shouldn’t stand outside in freezing cold weather. Officer Zanetti seemed to realize this at the same time. He coughed and stuffed his hands in his pockets.

“Okay, looks like everything is good here. I’ll let you two get some sleep.”

“Would you like some coffee before you go?” Amelia asked. “I feel like I owe you for finding my daughter.”

“Just keep her safe in bed tonight, Ma’am,” he said, walking back to his car. “Have a Merry Christmas.”

“You too,” Amelia called out, but he’d already started his engine, and she had no idea if he heard her.

 

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THE AUTHORS

The saying goes that “it’s always the quiet ones,” and that is certainly true of Nikola Christain, the sexy personality lurking within a shy, regular woman. When she isn’t living her “normal”, quiet life, she is exploring, experiencing, reading, and writing about it all.

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A native New Yorker, Shoshana David loves celebrating her Jewish heritage in her writing. A bit of a late bloomer, she didn’t catch the writing bug until college. This is her first published work.

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Tricia Ramey, born in Alberta, Canada, enjoys reading and writing a variety of fiction. Married for sixteen years and counting to the love of her life, she uses her vast imagination and life experience to create rich and detailed scenarios for all her works.

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USA Today bestseller Caitlyn Lynch is an Australian author and happily married mother of two. She has a number of published works available on Amazon.

You can also find her at caitlynlynch.com, on Goodreads or Bookbub, or on her Facebook, Twitter, Google +, Pinterest, Instagram or Tumblr social media accounts.

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Moxie Rivers is an American writer of erotic fiction of all persuasions, living on the Mid-Atlantic coast with her wife and three fat, happy cats. When not writing, she can be found at her crafting table making jewelry or digging in the dirt in her garden. You can find her on Facebook or on Tumblr.

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Cailin Briste writes science fiction romance. She’s a member of Romance Writers of America, the RWA Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal Chapter, and the RWA Passionate Ink Chapter. She’s writing the third novel in her Sons of Tallav series and the second novel in her A Thief in Love Suspense Romance series.

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Jennie Kew is the author of The Q Collection, a series of quick and quirky erotic romances, as well as the upcoming Bennett’s Bastards series.

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Maya Bailey grew up in India but now resides in Utah with her husband. As a marketing communications professional she has lived and worked all over the world. An eternal optimist, she adores happily-ever-afters and the craft or writing. Regency Romance is her favourite genre.

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Ava Bari is a New York born Midwesterner with a passion for writing, reading, and reading when she’s supposed to be writing. Find her on Tumblr and Twitter.

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If the book you just can’t put down is an exciting tale of intrigue with lots of villains, twists, and an awesome romance, then you’ll love Suzi Frewin’s books. As a lifetime reader of romance, she likes more action than promise, so that’s the way she writes. Enjoy.

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Annika began writing at the age of eight, but abandoned her stories in college. A ridiculous number of years later, she stumbled across fanfic, put fingers to keyboard, and hasn’t stopped writing since.

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Liv Honeywell is a BDSM erotic romance writer, and when not writing about delicious, hot male dominants and the female subs who love them, she’s usually doing something craft-like, reading, or baking and attempting to satisfy the demands of His High and Mighty Dominance (the cat!).

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Dana Kenzi has been writing fiction for over ten years. Currently, she indulges in her deepest and darkest fantasies to write erotica in her spare time. When she’s not glued to the keyboard, she’s eating, traveling, binge watching TV shows on Netflix, or impulse buying on Amazon.

 

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Keira always used to joke that she’d end up writing Mills & Boon novels if her career in art didn’t work out. She’s still making art and baking the sweet things that she so often likes to write about, but she decided that she’d like to do the other thing too. She lives and works in a tumbledown cottage in the back of a garden right near the ocean in Western Australia.

Find her on Tumblr.

 

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New Release: THE GRINCH OF STARLIGHT BEND by Jennifer Probst

 

Today we are celebrating the release of The Grinch of Starlight Bend by Jennifer Probst.

This novella was originally published in Holiday Heat: The Men of Starlight Bend

and has now been released with brand new exclusive content! Check out the links below to grab your copy now!

 

THE GRINCH OF STARLIGHT BEND by Jennifer Probst

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Blurb:

Noah Elliott used to be a beloved member of the Starlight Bend community, until a tragedy turns to an

ultimate betrayal and he is driven into solitude. His face horribly scarred, he retreats to his mountain top mansion–until a stubborn

social worker is brave enough to face the beast, and ask for a special Christmas wish to help a sick child.

When Noah agrees to help, he never considers he might fall for the spitfire, do-gooder.

But when she offers love as the solution, will he be able to let go of the past?

Josephine Whitman has one shot at making a holiday wish come true–and it all hinges

on Noah Elliott. She gets him to agree to host a Winter Carnival, and finds herself intrigued

by the gruff, fascinating man hiding a bruised heart.

But will her love be enough for him to take a chance on a brand new future?

This novella was originally released in Holiday Heat: The Men of Starlight Bend.

 

 

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AUTHOR INFORMATION:

Jennifer Probst

Jennifer Probst – Bio:
Jennifer Probst wrote her first book at twelve years old. She bound it in a folder, read it to her classmates, and hasn’t stopped writing since. She took a short hiatus to get married, get pregnant, buy a house, get pregnant again, pursue a master’s in English Literature, and rescue two shelter dogs. Now she is writing again.

She makes her home in Upstate New York with the whole crew. Her sons keep her active, stressed, joyous, and sad her house will never be truly clean.
She is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of sexy and erotic contemporary romance. She was thrilled her book, The Marriage Bargain, was ranked #6 on Amazon’s Best Books for 2012. She loves hearing from readers. Visit her website for updates on new releases and her street team at http://www.jenniferprobst.com.

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Release Blitz: Brute by Teagan Kade

Brute by Teagan Kade is NOW LIVE!

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Blurb

 

I’m gonna be her first and her last.

I’m bringing more than a big wallet to this small town.

I bought the local auto shop—lube jobs are on the house.

Until the heavenly slice of country pie that is Jeanie.

With her wide eyes and sugar sweet body, she’s a picture of innocence.

She says she needs my help with a ‘personal project’.

And I’m more than happy to oblige.

Provided I can keep her as*hole ex-boyfriend at arm’s length.

He wants to be first to pop her cherry.

But I don’t do second place.

Never have.

Never will.

It’s going to be perfect.

Just as long as she doesn’t find out what I’m running from…

 

Featuring the eldest Beckett brother, Mason, from Long Game, Brute is a full-length, standalone bad boy romance with a happily ever after and no cheating. It includes bonus content for a limited time.

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Author Bio

Teagan Kade thinks talking about yourself in the third person is silly, just like her collection of snow globes and rare manga. When she’s not being silly, she’s hanging out with her own Storm and two children in the south of Australia, dreaming of new characters and torturous ways they can get themselves into trouble. Teagan loves hearing from her readers, all of whom are as dear to her heart as salted caramel cookies. Shoot her an email at: teagan@teagankade.com. She doesn’t bite.

 

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New Release: The Long Way Home by K. Langston

 

 The Long Way Home

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Re-release Date: 9-14-17

 

BLURB:  

Broken. Shattered. Destroyed.

Healing seems impossible.

Moving on…

Unbearable.

I can’t let go of the past. The overwhelming guilt won’t let me. I fight the pain every single day but it’s not getting any easier to carry, and there are days when I wonder if I will ever find happiness.

Or if I even deserve it.

Determined to endure my misery alone, I’ve pushed everyone out of my life, including my best friend, Linc. Now he’s back and he won’t leave without a fight. He’s tearing down my walls and forcing me to face what I’ve kept buried for so long. Because of him, I feel like I can finally breathe again, and there’s a sliver of hope weaving its way into my heart.

Will it be enough to save me from the darkness that threatens to drown me?

Love isn’t always easy.

But it’s always worth it.

 

Author’s note: The Long Way Home is a new edition of the previously published book titled Sylvie. With the exception of a new cover, blurb, title, and added bonus material all other content remains the same.


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Excerpt 

 

The light in the bathroom is bright, revealing the dark shadows coloring the skin beneath my eyes. Even good makeup can’t conceal what I’m trying to hide, the pain that is locked away with the mountain of regret. My worst enemy is my memory, reminding me every single day of the chances I didn’t take and the decisions I waited too long to make.

The knot in my throat is tight, and I just can’t seem to swallow past it today.

God, will I ever be able to go a day without crying?

Turning away from the mirror I press my back to the wall, trying to stifle a runaway sob. But they rack my body in relentless waves of grief and despair. I ride it out, until I feel a little bit of the weight ease from my shoulders.

But it’s only temporary. The heaviness is back with a vengeance when I look in the mirror once more. I can’t escape it. No matter how hard I try.

Wiping my nose, I dry my eyes. Grateful my small breakdown hadn’t been worse.

Usually once I start, it’s nearly impossible to stop.

I stand facing the mirror as I release my blonde hair from a ponytail then pull it neatly back in place, a meager attempt to conceal the evidence of my consuming misery.

It’s a wasted effort.

I’m still a mess.

Feeling only slightly better, I make my way back out front, refill several glasses and serve another table before noting the hostess has seated a new customer in my section.

I retrieve my pen and pad from my apron as I make my way over. “Hey there, what can I…” I blink, my brain and heart still trying to play catch-up while a flock of butterflies take flight in my belly.

Am I dreaming?

“Linc?”

He smiles.

A smile I haven’t seen in a long, long time, and it’s such a welcome sight. Tears burn behind my eyes, and I swear my heart damn near stops altogether when he stands from the table.

“Sylvie.”

My name is like a solemn vow, wholesome and pure, tugging at the strings of my stumbling heart. Without hesitation, he pulls me into his strong arms, and I immediately sag against him, soaking up his warmth.

It feels like it’s been a lifetime since I could breathe without it hurting.

I steal a moment of comfort in his arms and his familiar scent has me struggling to let go.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, forcing myself to release him.

Guilt gnaws at my stomach, remembering the hateful words I’d said to him the last time we saw each other. Linc and I were once best friends. We told each other everything. But we haven’t spoken in over a year and even though there was still so much left unsaid, it was as if he never really left.

His brown hair is a little longer but it looks good on him. A light dusting of scruff covers his sharp jaw, making him appear rugged and hard, but his soft green eyes remind me of his kind heart and kindred spirit.

His warm smile slowly fades, and that’s when I notice the pain in his eyes. “Mama has cancer,” he says softly.

I fall to the chair next me, my knees unsteady from the blow of this devastating news. “Oh God, I’m so sorry, Linc.”

He takes the seat across from me. “Doc says her chances are really good. They caught it early, but her treatment will be aggressive, so she’s got a long road ahead.”

I cover his hand with my own, a sharp pang piercing my chest. He lost his father when he was seventeen. His mother is all he’s ever had; it would kill him if he lost her, too. “Please let me know what I can do to help. I had no idea she was sick. I…I haven’t seen Gwynn in a while. I should go visit.”

He smiles again, but this time it’s weak, sad. “She’d love that,” he says. “She misses you and Caroline.”

I miss you, too.

He doesn’t say the words out loud but he doesn’t have to. Those eyes of his tell me more than I care to know. We’ve always had a way of communicating without speaking.

A smile.

A touch.

A look.

He knows me in ways no man does. Or ever will. There’s a heavy amount of comfort in that but there’s also an incredible amount of guilt.

I stand, eager to put some distance between us. “What can I get you to drink?”

He clears his throat. “Sweet tea.”

“Comin’ right up.”

I feel his eyes on me as I move through the tables. I cash out one of my customers and refill a few glasses before eventually pouring his glass of tea.

My skin prickles all over as I approach. “Have you decided what you want yet?” I pull my order pad from the pocket of my apron.

Linc pins me with his sharp, unforgiving eyes. “Yeah, I know what I want, Sylvie.”

“What’ll it be?” I ask, my voice just as shaky as my hands.

“You.”

 

K. Langston
USA Today Bestselling Author