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New Release ~ The Design of Dukes ~ by ~ Kathleen Ayers

Andromeda is the most frustrating creature Granby has ever encountered. When their insults turn to flirtation and the heated discussions between them lead to passionate kisses, will Andromeda succumb to their mutual attraction? Fans of steamy historical and enemies to lovers romances will devour The Design of Dukes by Kathleen Ayers, the next book in her Beautiful Barringtons Series.

Praise for Kathleen Ayers

“I loved this story. Kathleen rarely disappoints…” – Nazim, Goodreads Reviewer “Great read… she writes books that keep you reading through the night.” – Barbara, Goodreads Reviewer “Chemise. Stockings. Piano. What a fantastic line from this book. What a passionate scene when it does happen. All the angst and tension leading up to that moment was worth waiting for.” – Theresa, Goodreads Reviewer, The Theory of Earls

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Lady Andromeda Barrington is the most unsuitable young lady in London.

At least in the Duke of Granby’s opinion. Granby doesn’t care for bastard relatives or tainted pedigrees and Andromeda possesses both. Nor does he like opinionated young ladies who enjoy hurling insults in his direction. Andromeda is, in short, the most annoying creature he’s ever met. When she arrives, uninvited, to a house party given at his estate, Granby can’t decide whether to kiss Andromeda senseless or send her packing. Andromeda is the victim of infatuation and bad luck. The infatuation is that of her sister for the Earl of Blythe, but the misfortune belongs solely to Andromeda after she is forced to attend a house party hosted by the Duke of Granby. She and the duke are previously, unpleasantly, acquainted. The entire party is bound to be awkward, and their mutual dislike difficult to hide. Her only recourse is to avoid the giant block of ice masquerading as a duke. Thankfully, Granby’s estate is enormous. But instead of mutual hostility upon arriving, Romy is greeted with unexpected attraction. Insults turn into flirtation. Heated discussions become lingering kisses. Her heart is ruined. Granby may not even have one. And the duke has already chosen another young lady to be his duchess. The Design of Dukes is a steamy historical romance with a guaranteed happily ever after and next in the series The Beautiful Barringtons. Add to Goodreads!

Excerpt

“Very well. I already know what you will ask for.” “You do?” That surprised him. He was so close to her that if Andromeda took a deep breath, the tips of her breasts would brush his chest. A pained look came over her lovely features. “And I completely understand, Your Grace.” “You do?” he murmured. “You wish me and Theo to leave the house party. It is unfortunate you and I have formed such a dislike for each other.” “Is that what you are calling it?” “I’ll make an excuse that I’m ill or I’m concerned for my mother so that we may return to London with all haste.” She turned away from him and bent at the waist, giving him another lovely view of her backside, glaringly apparent through the folds of petticoats she was encased in. Her hands flew over the papers spread out across the grass to gather them up. Andromeda assumed, incorrectly, he wanted her to leave The Barrow. The very thought gave him a hollow sensation in the middle of his stomach. “No. I would never suggest such a thing.” His voice sounded chilly even to his own ears. “You don’t need to, Your Grace. I take your meaning.” Andromeda hadn’t the slightest idea how badly David wanted her. He looked over her shoulder as her hands began to stack the papers neatly together. Not drawings of the stream and woods as he’d thought. What most young ladies with a mediocre talent for sketching would draw. But gowns. Dresses. One with a motif of butterflies across the skirt. There was even a sketch of a riding habit. I have an acquaintance who owns a dress shop. Andromeda, already fascinating, became more so. “I don’t wish you to leave the house party,” he said to the trim line of her back. “My presence clearly annoys you, Your Grace.” Indeed, it did, in so many ways David had stopped counting. “A correct assessment.” “Then Theo and I will leave in the morning.” “No,” his said roughly. “You will not.” Andromeda’s hands stilled on her drawings, stiffening with anger at his commanding tone. David stared at the line of buttons running down her spine. Could he bite them off with his teeth? The dress would fall away from her shoulders, exposing all her glorious skin. She turned back to face him, angrily tying a piece of leather around the portfolio to keep it closed. “What else could you possibly want, Your Grace? An apology for the insult about your coat? How petty, it was well over a year ago.” His head fell forward, nose gliding up the slope of her neck, inhaling the soft lavender scent lingering on her skin. A soft gasp of surprise left her, but she didn’t move away. The portfolio fell from her hands. “I want this,” he whispered. David nuzzled the bit of skin just beneath her ear before catching her lips with his.

About Kathleen Ayers

Kathleen Ayers has been a hopeful romantic since the tender age of fourteen when she first purchased a copy of Sweet Savage Love at a garage sale while her mother was looking at antique animal planters. Since then she’s read hundreds of historical romances and fallen in love dozens of times. In particular, she adores handsome, slightly damaged men with a wicked sense of humor. On paper, of course. Kathleen lives in Houston and is married with one college-aged son and two very spoiled dogs. Follow: Facebook | Instagram | Reader Group | Goodreads | BookBub | Website | Newsletter | Amazon

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Cover Reveal ~ Bad Intentions ~ by ~ Ella Frank

Bad Intentions, the first book in the all-new sexy and captivating Intentions Duet from USA Today bestselling author Ella Frank, is coming April 26th and we have the amazing cover!

My name isn’t Logan Mitchell, but Marcus St. James doesn’t know that…

When I showed up at my roommate’s work party, the last thing I expected was to find a man straight out of my dreams. But when the crowd parted and the fates aligned, there he was, waiting for me. Marcus St. James, president of ENN WorldWide News.

Sexy and powerful, with a stare that could freeze you in place, Marcus was the perfect reward for securing a job at Mitchell & Madison, the best law firm in Chicago. To play with the big fish, however, one must become a big fish, and that’s where my little white lie began.

It was one night. I was never going to see him again, and from the second we spoke, I knew he was interested. It was there in his eyes, the same fire in my veins. It was there in his voice, whenever he said my name.

The only problem? It wasn’t my name, and now I wanted more—much more.

But how can anything good come out of something that started with such bad intentions?

Bad Intentions is the first book in the Intentions Duet.

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About Ella Frank Ella Frank is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Temptation series, including Try, Take, and Trust and is the co-author of the fan-favorite erotic serial, Sex Addict. Her Exquisite series has been praised as “scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!”

A life-long fan of the romance genre, Ella writes contemporary and erotic fiction.

Some of her favorite authors include Tiffany Reisz, Kresley Cole, Riley Hart, J.R. Ward, Erika Wilde, Gena Showalter, and Carly Philips.

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Cover Reveal ~ Mr. Not Nice Guy ~ by ~ Katherine L. Evans

Title: Mr. Not Nice Guy

Author: Katherine L. Evans

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: May 5, 2021

Cover Design: R.L. Cover Designs

Nice guys finish last, but not this time…

I’m angry and ticked off. Period. End of story.

Well, that’s not entirely true. It’s the start of the story, actually.

I’m August Hawkins, and I’m the nicest guy you’ll ever meet.

But right now, I’m cranky and sick of being “Mr. Nice Guy,” especially working for a record label that’s run by my ex-girlfriend and her new fiancé. And that’s not even the worst of it. The label signs a sultry, sexy, and shameless singer, and they want me to manage her.

Perfect plan, right? No chance. This mischievous singer just so happens to be the same irresistible woman I spent one night with on my first night in New Orleans. And now Scarlett, the sex-pot-jazz crooner, isn’t playing nice with her seductive ways and tantalizing body.

She knows I’m too nice to play dirty, but it’s all I want. Some way, somehow, I need to cure this Scarlett fever.

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New Release ~ Meet Cute ~ by ~ Elise Faber

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He’s a movie star. I’m just a girl from a small town. He lives in L.A when he’s not traveling the world. I live in Utah, and the furthest I’ve been is a few states away. He’s beautiful. I’m . . . just me. Talbot Green is the man who has everything—fame, money, adoring fans—and I’m just a girl from a small town, childhood friends with his publicist, and looking forward to spending a few days in warm and sunny California. Then I saved his life. In front of the paparazzi. And suddenly, my face is everywhere—on social media, on TV, on magazine covers. Suddenly, I’m not just a girl from a small town, who’s living a small life. Suddenly . . . I belong to Talbot Green, at least in the eyes of the media. And also . . . perhaps in the eyes of Talbot himself. But maybe, just maybe, he belonged to me right back.

About the Author: USA Today bestselling author, Elise Faber, loves chocolate, Star Wars, Harry Potter, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team—the Sharks!—are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise changes her hair color more often than some people change their socks, loves sparkly things, and is the mom to two exuberant boys. She lives in Northern California. Connect with her in her Facebook group, the Fabinators or email her at elisefaberauthor@gmail.com. Connect with Elise! Website: https://www.elisefaber.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/elisefaberauthor/ Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/fabinators Instagram: http://www.instagram.com/elisefaber Twitter: https://twitter.com/faberelise Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/bdnmEj Bookbub: http://bit.ly/2Ilspyd

Book Tour ~ Reaper’s Salvation ~ by ~ Jamie Begley

Title: Reaper’s Salvation

Series: Road to Salvation: A Last Riders Trilogy #3

Author: Jamie Begley

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 31, 2021

5 Star Amazon Review – “Wow! Holy cow what a book!”

5 Star Amazon Review – “As usual, Jamie delivers, as promised”

5 Star Vera Quinn Review – “Just wow!”

Have you ever wondered: if soulmates were meant to be together for eternity, then why do they have to search for each other over and over?

Reaper didn’t think it was possible to be deceived by anything, or anyone, after the hell he had gone through. Ginny had proven him wrong. Not only wasn’t she the woman he believed her to be, but she had also sacrificed herself to pay for his crimes. The only part of finding out who Ginny was that didn’t surprise him was that she was a thief. He already knew that—she had been stealing bits and pieces of his soul since he’d met her. And not only had Ginny wrecked the peace he had promised himself, but she also turned his life in a tailspin as he fought to keep her safe from an enemy from her past.

Ginny didn’t think it was possible to love Gavin more than she already did. He proved her wrong. The only problem was … who was going to protect her from Reaper? Every part of her being loved Gavin, yet it was Reaper who was turning her life in a tailspin. Determined to claim her soul while refusing to relinquish his, Ginny found herself engaged in a battle of wills that she was willing to fight to win until death.

The battle between soulmates is never a pretty thing. In battles, there are always winners and losers. Ginny and Reaper are going to have to decide if the price of winning the battle is worth the cost or lose the ultimate prize—eternity.

“I was born in a small town in Kentucky. My family began poor, but worked their way to owning a restaurant. My mother was one of the best cooks I have ever known, and she instilled in all her children the value of hard work, and education.

Taking after my mother, I’ve always loved to cook, and became pretty good if I do say so myself. I love to experiment and my unfortunate family has suffered through many. They now have learned to steer clear of those dishes. I absolutely love the holidays and my family puts up with my zany decorations.

For now, my days are spent writing, writing, and writing. I have two children, my daughter is also an author, and my son just tries not to blush when someone asks him about my books.

All my books are written for one purpose- the enjoyment others find in them, and the expectations of my fans that inspire me to give it my best.”

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New Release ~ From Past to Present ~ by ~ K.L. Myers

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The Vicci Crime Family Series is made up of Interconnected Standalones. While each book follows a different couple, books need to be read in order. Book 1, which is Jefferson & Giovanna’s story, kicks off the general storyline that continues in Gabriel’s book.

My hands have been covered in blood since I was old enough to drive. I’ve been a soldier for the Vicci Crime Family alongside my best friend, Angelo Rizzuto. Nothing has ever distracted me from my duties as a soldier and underboss.

Until now.

Angelo’s first order of business as head of the family is to end the lives of the firstborn children to capos in the Mancini Crime Family. A task I accept without hesitation. After all, taking a life isn’t anything new to me. One, two—quick, easy kills. But number three stops me dead in my tracks and has me questioning if I can go through with it.

For the first time ever, it looks as if I will fail the family…

This kill should be just as easy as the others, but nothing is ever simple when it comes to Victoria Devecchio, the one girl I’ve given my heart to as a kid. Even though I moved on and married another woman, who blessed me with a daughter, nothing in the world could’ve prepared me for this.

One thing is certain…

When your past crashes headfirst into your present, nothing is off the table.

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K.L. Myers was born in West Berlin, Germany, the daughter of a military father. She then spent her childhood moving from continent to continent, finally landing permanently in Colorado when her father retired.Eventually, she moved to “hell,” aka Arizona, where she resides with her husband & their fur babies. She has two daughters & four grandchildren, and she believes in living every day to the fullest.

K.L. has a passion for reading and writing hot romance when she is not juggling family & a full-time job. Her novels show a pension for a bad boy with a heart of gold and strong, independent women who don’t need rescuing, and just a taste of naughty redemption! Her characters will pull you in & leave you satiated, yet panting for more, More, MORE!

Her motto will always be – “If my books can give readers a brief reprieve from their everyday life for even just a moment, I have achieved my dreams and lived a full life.”

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When your past crashes headfirst into your present, nothing is off the table.

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When your past crashes headfirst into your present, nothing is off the table.

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One thing is certain…

When your past crashes headfirst into your present, nothing is off the table.

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When your past crashes headfirst into your present, nothing is off the table.

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One thing is certain…

When your past crashes headfirst into your present, nothing is off the table.

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New Release ~ Magnetic Medic ~ by ~ Alexa Padgett

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A sexy, new brother’s best friend romance from USA Today bestselling author Alexa Padgett. He’s my brother’s childhood friend. I’m pregnant with another man’s baby. What a time to fall in love… Coming home seemed like a good idea at the time. My ex-fiancé split, I was almost done with my master’s degree, and I was already working at the family architecture firm. When I move in next door to pediatrician Ryder Mackay, I’m not expecting the connection—or the passion in his eyes that I feel deep in my soul. He’s the best doctor for my baby, but he’s not the guy I need. Still, the way Ryder looks snuggling my puppy—and my infant daughter—to his rock-hard chest makes me wish this sexy, smart, compassionate man was mine. Maybe, it’s pregnancy hormones. Or…maybe this magnetic pull is forever.

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I glanced at the clock. It was five-thirty in the morning. I was too hungry to worry about niceties. I grabbed my keys and walked across the hall, knocking on his door. Rosie at my heels.

I tapped my foot, irritated with the wait. He finally opened it, hair in disarray, sprouting in all directions from his head, eyes bleary.

“Aidy. Are you okay?”

“I’m not in labor. I’m hungry.” I bypassed him and beelined to his kitchen, which was the same clean granite-and-white appliances as mine.

Once again, Rosie followed. I gasped in delight as I grabbed a loaf of bread. I pulled out a slice and shoved it in my mouth, chewing furiously.

“Want an omelet?” he asked.

I glanced back to see him kneeling on the floor, his large hand stroking my puppy’s shiny fur. My heart melted and my vagina tried to take notice. But I refused to acknowledge all his bare skin and sleek muscle next to puppy preciousness. I was on a mission.

“You know, some protein to go with those carbs?” he asked.

“Make it quick,” I said. “Or I might eat your arm instead.”

He chuckled even as he stood. “Give me a sec.”

Oh, my. My cheeks flamed as I took in the broad expanse of his nude back. Ryder’s broad shoulders tapered to narrow hips, and all the way down, my gaze caught on interesting ridges and swells that slid into the valley of his spine. He worked out. Often. No other way he’d have that body. I stood by my original assessment that he looked like the Men’s Health model. Only even more defined and sexier.

My gaze dropped further.

“Um, I didn’t interrupt anything, did I?” I asked, my eyes still on his fabulous ass encased in the thin cotton barrier of his boxer briefs. Oh, hell, they were Calvin Kleins. I would forever have a deep-seated love for the brand thanks to their perfect framing of Ryder Mackay’s ass.

“Yes.”

Oh my…he’d brought her here.

My stomach tried to turn itself inside out, but then it grumbled. Fuck it. If he were getting action, I definitely deserved this loaf of bread and a good ogling for my fantasies.

He started to turn toward me, and I barely managed to drag my eyes up before he caught me ogling.

“I’m sorry,” I said. I shoved part of the slice of bread in my mouth and snagged a banana and an apple from his counter, which I piled atop the loaf of bread. I headed toward the door, saying, “Apologies for interrupting…ah…yeah, well. Bye.”

He cocked his head to the side, clearly unable to understand me through my slice of bread and my mumbled shame. Rosie whined. I glared at her.

No, traitor, we could not stay for more petting.

“I was sleeping.”

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USA TODAY Bestseller Alexa Padgett’s books have garnered accolades from Kirkus Reviews, National Indie Excellence Awards, The Romance Reviews, and Readers’ Favorites. Her last few novels have been added to several Goodreads Best lists. Alexa spent a good part of her youth traveling. From Budapest to Belize, Calgary to Coober Pedy, she soaked in the myriad smells, sounds, and feels of these gorgeous places, wishing she could live in them all–at least for a while. And she does in her books. She lives in New Mexico with her husband, children, and Great Pyrenees pup, Ash. When not writing, schlepping, or volunteering, she can be found in her tiny kitchen, channeling her inner Barefoot Contessa.

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Blog Tour ~ Swimming in Sparkles ~ by ~ Debra Anastasia

“Debra Anastasia’s writing is imaginary, dark, comedic, and the perfect sexy.” — Tijan, New York Times Bestselling Author

Swimming in Sparkles, an all-new not-to-be-missed, New Adult romance that brings you a modern day Robin Hood tale filled with emotion from Debra Anastasia is available now!

My name is Ruffian. To remember my mom, I want to change the world.

I’m going to do things wrong to make things right. That’s okay, because I’m going to jail. I know it. I’ve planned for it. I was always going to end up there.

For now, I need a cover story. A cover family. A way to hide from the suspicion that always finds me.

Teddi Burathon is the perfect shield. Popular, friendly, sassy. Good. She’s everything I’m not. And I’ll use her as a pretty distraction so no one sees me coming.

My heart is dead and I’m a bomb waiting to detonate. Most people want to build a future.

Me?

I’m going to rob a bank.

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Excerpt

I flopped around until I really, really wanted a glass of water. Or a bottle. Just anything to get me hydrated. I stood and went to my door, squeaking it open slowly. No one told me I had to stay in my room, but that was a sense I was getting. I should be settled for the evening. Rocket the dog was nowhere to be found, so I assumed she was with one of the family members. The young cat that Gaze and Pixie had claimed was theirs was on the couch and covered his eyes with his paws when I walked past him. In the kitchen I had to open three different cabinets until I found some glasses. They were all special liquor glasses. Wine, rocks, beer glasses—they would suffice, but their normal cups weren’t in an obvious spot. I went to the fridge and skipped the ice so I wouldn’ make a racket. When my glass was halfway full, a person lurking in the doorway caught my eye. I started and my hand jumped, the glass shooting up out of my hand. Teddi lurched forward and put out her hand. I did the same. I managed to get a grip on the glass as Teddi’s arm swung wildly and she poked me in the eye with her pinkie. “Oh shit.” I slapped my left hand over my throbbing eye while catching the glass with my other hand. “Oh my God. I am so sorry. Are you okay? It felt like I stuck my finger in Jell-O right then.” She shivered and closed her eyes. I opened my other eye while squeezing the injured one tightly. “It’s okay. I have two. And I like a challenge.” “Seriously? Like, I can drive you to Urgent Care or wherever. You might have a scratched cornea and that blows. I hated when it happened to me.” “Someone poked you in the eye in the middle of the night?” “No. I had an accident in cheer. Our bottom was a little off her game and I wound up knowing what four inches of her finger felt like in my brain.” “Man, that’s not the sentence I want to hear wrapped around the words of four inches of finger in.” I staggered over to the counter and set down my glass. “What did you want to hear?” She was smokin’. Forcing me to tell her about my dirty mind. “Nothing. No worries. Why are you up in the middle of the night?” I slumped against the counter. “It’s time for my two a.m. fudge bar.” She moved to the freezer part of the fridge and yanked it open. She had the ice cream she sought set up like a dispenser. She plucked out a cold one and had the paper off of it in a practiced motion. Here I was feeling spoiled for having water from the dispenser. Girlfriend had her own private ice cream truck in her kitchen. “You set an alarm for that or something?” I lifted my chin in her direction. “It’s a built-in notification” She tapped her temple with her phone. “How’s your room downstairs?” Stupid luxurious. Spacious. Private. Alone. Sad. “Great. Bed’s a little soft.” I attempted to open my poked eye. Couldn’t do it. I watched as concern zipped her smile into a straight line. “You really might have some damage there.” She took a step toward me. If she only knew. The damage I had and the damage I intended to do. “Let me see.” She popped the whole ice cream into her mouth and clamped her lips around it. Then she was in my space on her tiptoes. She put her hands on my face like we’d known each other our whole lives. I flinched a little and she settled a hand behind my neck. She pried my closed eye open with her fingers. In the meantime, she made sucking noises around the ice cream. It seemed like she might actually be in distress, so I grabbed the Fudgsicle out of her mouth. She licked around her lips and squinted some more. “I can’t tell crap. It’s too dark.” She stepped back and took her ice cream from my hands. She did some very thorough licking of the melting parts as she made her way to the light switch. She turned it on and returned to me. “I need to set this down.” She opened the cabinet next to my head and took out a bowl, setting the fudge bar in it. Then she resumed her position and clamped onto my neck and eye again. “Sorry, I am so used to being in people’s personal space between makeup and cheer.” She seemed to be apologizing for putting her chest against me and blowing her sweet breath onto my face. It was all making things happen in my pants. Too much. As she looked intently at my eye, interrogation-style, I had to stare at her. She had to be the prettiest human I’d ever seen in person. Her eyes were set up like blue starbursts and her skin was beautifully smooth. I wanted to lick it like she was my ice cream treat. She let go of my eyelid and it snapped shut. “It’s red and bloodshot.” She pointed to the kitchen chair. I lumbered over and sat down, grateful for a place to hunch over my growing problem. Teddi went back to the freezer and came back with a cold pack. “Tilt your head back a little.” I did as she asked again, and she straddled my leg, again holding my neck. Sure, my eye felt like it still had her finger in it, but all this closeness was really having me and my pants hoping she was going to kiss everything and make it better. She gently pressed the ice on my closed eye. “Keep it closed. The eye really does heal itself a lot. You just need to give it time.” I grunted in acknowledgment. As I peered at her through my working eye, she rooted around in the kitchen. Her tiny sleep shorts and tank top were my own personal cable channel. She used the water from my glass—whatever was left—and then refilled a water bottle with a straw in it. “Here, now you can drink easier while your eye does what it has to do.” She held the bottle near my face. I took it out of her hand. “Thanks. You send mixed messages to weirdos in your kitchen. Attack, first aid, apply water.” I took a deep suck and realized I was super thirsty. She went back to her ice cream and opened a drawer until she came up with a spoon. Her snack had become a cold soup and she ate it as such. I hit the bottom of the bottle with a loud slurp. Teddi grimaced. “Damn, son. You were parched.” She grabbed my bottle and filled it again. The little kindnesses she was showing me were getting embedded into my skin. Where I was from, how I was raised, kindness was hard to find. I could go whole days without getting treated like a person by anyone besides my mom. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome. And I’m sorry I turned you into a pirate. The good news is, I have an eye patch from last Halloween for you.” She pointed at my eye with her spoon. “Then I’m all set.” I was able to get half the second water bottle down before I was truly done with feeling thirsty.

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Debra creates pretend people in her head and paints them on the giant, beautiful canvas of your imagination. She has a Bachelor of Science degree in political science and writes new adult angst and romantic comedies. She lives in Maryland with her husband and two amazing children.

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He’s a movie star. I’m just a girl from a small town.

He lives in L.A when he’s not traveling the world. I live in Utah, and the furthest I’ve been is a few states away. He’s beautiful. I’m . . . just me. Talbot Green is the man who has everything—fame, money, adoring fans—and I’m just a girl from a small town, childhood friends with his publicist, and looking forward to spending a few days in warm and sunny California. Then I saved his life. In front of the paparazzi. And suddenly, my face is everywhere—on social media, on TV, on magazine covers. Suddenly, I’m not just a girl from a small town, who’s living a small life. Suddenly . . . I belong to Talbot Green, at least in the eyes of the media. And also . . . perhaps in the eyes of Talbot himself. But maybe, just maybe, he belonged to me right back.

New Release ~ Palm Beach Bodyguard ~ by ~ Michelle Donn

Title: Palm Beach Bodyguard

Series: The Protecting Love Series

Author: Michelle Donn

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: March 29, 2021

Cover Design: T E Black Designs

‘Palm trees, a sexy bodyguard, flying bullets, and an adorable dog! This book has it all covered. Perfect way to forget about real life. Ava and Jackson are an opposites attract bodyguard romance couple I won’t soon forget. Five stars for this fun and steamy romantic suspense set in the ritzy town of Palm Beach, Florida.’ — Goodreads Review

‘This was another fabulous romantic suspense novel! … I look forward to reading the next book in this exciting and endearing series.’ –Floraljoy on BookSprout

He’s the security expert her overprotective father hired.

She’s the headstrong former prosecutor tempting him to break all his rules.

Together they have chemistry hotter than the Florida sun.

It was the worst day of Ava Barton’s life. She’d been fired from the US Attorney’s office in Miami and learned there might be a contract on her life. The police and the FBI can’t protect her from “might,” so she begrudgingly takes refuge behind the walls of her parents’ oceanfront estate in Palm Beach.

Jackson King protects the rich and famous while they play in the Florida sunshine. When the powerful Barton family needs a bodyguard for their daughter, he steps up to take the job. But the platonic working relationship Jackson expects goes off the rails. And, against his better judgment, he wants Ava as more than a client.

When Ava’s life is at risk, Jackson’s need to claim her as his own threatens to boil over. Can he ignore his desires until the authorities catch the person behind the dangerous attacks? Or will her family send him packing?

This book has a sun-kissed ex-military bodyguard with an adorable dog and a workaholic heroine with an unpredictable temper. Action. Danger. Humor. Steam. And a storybook-worthy happily ever after.

Palm Beach Bodyguard can be enjoyed as a standalone but it is book three of the Protecting Love series.

“Zombies or bullseyes?” Jackson asked while poking the flags into the barrels of the two weapons on the table.

“I don’t understand?”

He held up two paper targets. One was a typical bullseye with rings and crosshairs. The other was a picture of a killer zombie with targets over its head and chest.

Laughing, Ava pointed at the zombie, of course. If she was doing this, she might as well get ready for the apocalypse. The high pitch of her laughter made her realize how tense she was. The strange environment had her so far outside her comfort zone she couldn’t even see it anymore. She wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans and let out a big exhale.

“Most important,” Jackson said. “One, never put your finger on the trigger unless you’re ready to shoot. And two, never point the gun anywhere but downrange. Got it?”

Whatever else he told her today might get jumbled in her head, but she would never forget those two rules.

He looked the smaller gun over and offered it to her. He held it down and away from them, handling it as if it were loaded. “It’s empty. This is a .22-caliber revolver. Smaller gun, easy to handle, good place to start.”

Again, she dried her palms on her jeans before she wrapped her right hand around the grip on the revolver, mimicking Jackson’s careful handling. When he let go, she almost dropped the gun. It was heavy, really heavy. She was careful to keep it pointed downrange as she got accustomed to the feel of it in her hand. Her heart was beating faster, and she had to bite her lips to contain a nervous giggle.

Jackson had strung up one of the ridiculous zombie paper targets and sent it downrange about ten yards.

Next thing she knew, he’d stepped up behind her. His chest grazed her back. “Lift your arms. Two hands on the gun.” He cupped her hands in his, tightening her grip on the gun. His warm breath tickled the hairs on the back of her neck. An image from last night’s fantasy popped unbidden into her mind: his hands spreading her thighs.

One of his hands skimmed down her arm to turn her hips square to the target. “Feet just less than shoulders width apart.”

Her nipples hardened against the smooth satin of her bra. She took a calming breath, and her lungs filled with Jackson’s unique smell. The scent of a day spent on the ocean. Tangy salt air, sunscreen, and cool breezes. The scent matched his golden tan and sun-streaked hair.

His hand stayed on her hip, searing through the lightweight sweater she wore.

“Good,” he said. His freshly shaven cheek brushed against her temple. She had the overwhelming urge to lean back and rub against the gorgeous chest she’d admired all morning in the gym.

She’d lost her mind. This wasn’t the time to think sexy thoughts about her hunky bodyguard.

“Now curve your index finger around the trigger. You’re going to try a dry fire to get a feel for the trigger.” His other hand fell to her hip.

She refocused on the gun, trying to keep it steady. And she pulled the surprisingly stiff trigger back. A click sounded, and she removed her finger from the trigger. “Like that?”

“Yep, try it a few more times.”

She focused on the trigger and tried to ignore the feeling of Jackson leaning closer. She shifted her hips, frustrated there was no way to rub her thighs together while standing in proper firing position. Her ass grazed his crotch, and he inhaled sharply.

Behind her, he cleared his throat and stepped back. “Ah, put it on the table, and I’ll show you how to load it next.” His voice was deep and extra husky. She wasn’t the only one feeling something. She set the gun down and reminded herself again this was a working relationship—not a first date.

Loading was pretty simple. She got comfortable with that quickly, and Jackson reminded her of the rules and etiquette for the range while he had her load and unload the gun a few times. Now that it was time to shoot, he told her to remove the little flag from the end of the barrel.

“Ready for the real thing?” He waved her to the front of their station and pulled on his earmuffs.

The silly zombie waved in the breeze, ten yards in front of her. No problem. Eyes stay open, look at the target, squeeze trigger. She pulled down her earmuffs, adjusted her eye protection, and got in firing position.

Bang!

“Holy shit!” She’d done it.

That was a lot more everything. Louder, more kick, and way more exhilarating than she’d have ever guessed. Her fast breathing and racing pulse echoed in her head thanks to the earmuffs.

Jackson’s hand curved around her shoulder, and he lifted one side of her earmuffs. “Nice shooting.”

She scanned the target; her bullet had nipped the zombie’s left hand. Hmm, she wasn’t going to survive the apocalypse if that was the best she could do. Five shots later she finally managed to tag the ghoul mid-chest. Unfortunately, she’d been aiming for his brain.

“Okay, reload, and let’s try again.”

Jackson ran through pointers on aiming and breathing. He was as excited to teach her as she was to learn. That zombie was going down!

She took up her stance and waited for the range officer to announce the range was hot again. The first shot went wide, but number two, bullseye! Dead center in her zombie’s gooey green brain. Empowered? Hell yeah, she felt empowered. Her dad was a genius.

Jackson’s whoop of triumph was loud enough for her to hear through the earmuffs. Smiling, she squeezed off the rest of her rounds. Her hands shook a little when she set the gun down. She’d done it. Ava 1 – Zombies 0.

Jackson pulled in the target and unclipped it from the cardboard backer. “Souvenir?”

She eagerly took the tattered paper target and carefully folded it before sliding it into her back pocket.

A few more rounds and a few more dead zombies and her trembling arms were ready to let Jackson take a turn firing his larger 9mm semi-automatic. She stood back, admiring the scene. And what a scene it was. He handled the weapon with confidence. Sexy man doing sexy things. And the visual of his hands wrapped around the cold black steel… She shook her head to clear out the inappropriate thoughts.

Afterward, Jackson put away their equipment while she swept up their spent shell casings.

“You did good,” he said.

“Yeah, I did. When are we coming back?”

Laughing, Jackson directed her to head for the Bronco. “Come on, Lady Rambo, let’s go find some lunch.”

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