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Release Boost ~ Adonis In Athens ~ by ~ Kat Mizera

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Will this fake marriage turn into the real thing?
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Paige Carter’s fling with the dark-haired, green-eyed Greek was short, but it rocked her world. Her only regret was not finding out whether she’d ever see him again before he returned to Greece.

Apollo Lakkas earned his degree and was thrilled to return to Greece to begin work with his family’s shipping business. His only regret is the way he left the sweet blonde he met in Vegas—who may or may not be his wife.

When an unexpected proposal throws Paige into a panic, she packs a bag for Athens and does the one thing she knows she must do before she can face any kind of future…reconcile her past.

The moment their eyes meet once again, Paige and Apollo feel the same spark that ignited them down the aisle. Will they be able to plan a future together or is their love destined to be nothing but a bittersweet memory?

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Kat Mizera is a South Florida native. Born in Miami Beach with a healthy dose of wanderlust, she’s called Los Angeles, Long Island, upstate New York, Massachusetts, New Hampshire and Atlanta home. She’s never been able to pick which locale is her favorite, but if pressed, she’d probably choose the west coast.

Kat’s a typical PTA mom with a wonderful and supportive husband (Kevin) and two amazing boys (Nick and Max). When she’s not writing, she’s either scrapbooking or indulging in her second love (after writing) – traveling. Greece is one of her favorite places in the world. She loves that Athens is a big city with a small-town feel. The food, beaches and culture keep her going back as often as possible. She hopes to retire there one day so she can spend her days writing books on the beach.

Kat has been a working freelance writer for nearly 30 years. She sold her first article–a review of a rock concert–for $10 in 1985. Since then she’s been an entertainment journalist, waitress, bartender, legal assistant, food critic, magazine editor, substitute teacher, and sports writer. She also spent some time working at A & M Records in Los Angeles.

As you can guess from her series, the Las Vegas Sidewinders, Kat loves hockey. She is also a freelance hockey writer, covering her favorite team, the Florida Panthers, and any other teams that have an interesting story. The rest of the time, she writes novels: sexy, romantic fiction that she hopes makes you as happy as it makes her. There’s something enticing about hockey players and romance…

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Release Boost ~ Beautiful Beast ~ by ~ Aubrey Irons

Title: Beautiful Beast
Author: Aubrey Irons
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2017
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Anastasia:Here’s the first thing you should know: this is not a fairytale.
Happily-ever-afters are fables, and Prince Charming is a sweet little lie.

I know all this because he taught me.

Once upon a lifetime ago, the rich, arrogant, sinfully gorgeous, and tragically
broken dark prince of the Hamptons was my tormentor. My darkness, my shameful
attraction, my all-consuming, forbidden temptation.

I hate Sebastian Crown because nine years ago, for one night, I was stupid
enough to think I loved him. And I’ve been paying for it ever since.

Except now, he needs me to help him save his empire.

…And he’s not taking no for answer.

Bastian:

She’s my nemesis. My addiction. My weakness.

My obsession.

I used to tell myself I hated Anastasia Bell – for being poor, for not
worshipping the ground I walked on, for looking at me like she pitied me for
being me.

When the rest of my world always told me yes, she was the ever-provoking no.

She thinks I’m a monster – a tragic, fucked-up, broken beast.

She doesn’t know the half of it.

Because she can’t begin to know the crimes of my past, or imagine the things
I’ve done to her behind the scenes since she left this place.

Years ago, I thought breaking her would fix me.

I was wrong.

Now I’ve got her in my sights again, and this time, I won’t be letting her go.
Even if it means we both go down in flames…

 

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Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Aubrey
Irons enjoys writing about bold, sassy, and intelligent women and the hot,
cocky, and quite typically forbidden bad boys who love and lust for them.
Gripping stories, guaranteed happy ever afters, and LOTS of heat.In the real world, Aubrey is kept plenty entertained by her own favorite bad
boy husband, their two adorable kiddos, and the world’s most ill-behaved puppy.

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Release Boost ~ The Scars Between Us ~ by ~ MK Schiller

Title: The Scars Between Us
Author: MK Schiller

Publisher: Entangled: Embrace

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2017
Blurb
Emma Cooper is determined to fulfill her mother’s dying wish to scatter her ashes with Aiden Sheffield in Linx, Texas.

Just one problem. Why Texas and who the hell is Aiden Sheffield? The only clue is a faded piece of her mother’s stationary. Emma imagines Aiden is a former love of her mother’s, but when she meets the beautiful, damaged stranger, she realizes her assumptions couldn’t be more wrong. He’s hot and young. And Emma is as confused as ever.
Aiden Sheffield would rather go to hell than Linx. Who does Emma think she is disrupting his carefully built life? The last thing the Marine needs is to slice open the sealed wounds of his painful past. Yet, as he gets to know the lovely Emma, a woman who manages to smile even though she’s lost everything, he changes his mind. He will not let her go to hell alone.
But neither is prepared for the devastating evil waiting for them at the end of the road. It might just destroy them.

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“May I help you?” he asks, his smile tight like it’s forced.
Struggling to find my voice, I finally respond. “Aiden Sheffield?” “Guilty. Are you here to adopt?”
“No.” The pit bull whines at that. Without taking his eyes off me, Aiden pulls out a
plastic bag from his pocket and throws him a treat. Unable to keep staring at
him, my gaze shifts down. I get a good look at Aiden’s pal. The dog’s tail
wags, but only one of his ears perks. The other ear is completely missing, and
the poor boy’s jaw is misshapen. Aiden draws my attention back to him.
“You’re making my pack nervous.”
That’s exactly what they look like…a pack. A family where he is the alpha. All the
dogs have now come toward the fence, sitting in a straight line. They seem calm
but curious as they flip their heads between us. “They don’t look nervous.”
“They are. They can smell your fear. They won’t hurt you.”
“I know.”
“Then what are you afraid of?”
You.
He smirks, moving forward so we are only inches from each other, separated by the
chain-link fence. His gaze lingers on me, far too long for comfort. He smells
masculine, of soap and sweat and something distinctively him. “Who are you,
mystery girl? Too old to be selling cookies, too young to be from the Gazette,
and too innocent to be spouting religion.”
“I’m Emma Cooper. Angela’s daughter.” It’s a flicker in his features, but I catch the
scowl before it disappears. The dogs start surrounding Aiden and stare at me
with suspicion. It’s as if they are protecting him…from me.
“What do you want?” His tone is curt, almost demanding. I shift from foot to foot.
“Can we talk?” The dogs stand at attention now.
“Go to the house and wait for me.” He snaps the words like a command.
“Um…”
“Now.”
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Not knowing a word of English, MK Schiller came to America
at the age of four from India. Since then, all she’s done is collect words.
After receiving the best gift ever from her parents—her very own library
card—she began reading everything she could get her greedy hands on. At
sixteen, a friend asked her to make up a story featuring the popular bad boy at
school. This wasn’t fan fiction…it was friend fiction. From that day on, she’s
known she wanted to be a writer. With the goal of making her readers both laugh
and cry, MK Schiller has penned more than a dozen books, each one filled with
misfit characters overcoming obstacles and finding true love.
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Release Boost ~ Baller Made ~ by ~ Rie Warren

Title: Baller Made
Series: Bad Boy Ballers #3
Author: Rie Warren
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2017
Blurb
Bad Boy Ballers series finale! Includes an epic novella
length epilogue for Rafe and Peyton, Brooklyn and Delaney, and Calder and
Reggie!
The dark horse of the NFL. A superstar showgirl on the
Vegas strip. Their desire is taboo in ways you can’t even begin to imagine.
Calder Malone. Black sheep. Bad boy. Kicked off the Reno
Ravens and almost suspended from the NFL. The sexy center remains a fan
favorite now that he’s playing for Carolina Crush. And what Calder wants more
than anything is to prove his worth to the team that’s his last chance, the
family he disgraced, and the one woman he fell in love with years ago.
Unfortunately the comeback kid isn’t a boy anymore, and the
babe he wants was never his for the taking—for reasons that make him question
his sanity.
Reggie isn’t just a Vegas showgirl, a pretty face. She’s an
Air Force widow, a strong woman who’s piecing her life back together . . . And
maybe the man she always thought was out of her league and completely
off-limits just became fair game.
Off the field and offstage, what happens when Calder and
Reggie don’t stay in Vegas?

 

 

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I was in a bastard of a mood when the doorbell rang after I’d dropped the two
hundred-pound weight onto the rest. My chest burning, my ribs wracked with
agony, I curled up to my feet. Thought about a shirt. Thought, fuck it. It was probably just Brooks.
He’d become my watchdog, checking in regularly, inviting me to his place for dinner with him and Delaney, keeping the door open in case I needed to talk to someone
other than my sponsor.
Striding through the house, I absentmindedly swiped at the sweat on my chest with the towel I held.
I opened the door. 
Wished I hadn’t.
My cock went fully hard in an instant.
I draped the towel in front of me, one hand notched on the doorframe, my chest bare,
Reggie’s chin barely reaching my shoulders. 
Reggie. On my doorstep. Showing up out of the clear blue.
My lips flattened as my heartbeat thudded in my chest.
Everything that had broken open in that alley with Brooklyn I’d sealed back under.
Until this precise moment when Reggie lifted a bag in her hand and a smile on her
lips when I was pretty sure I’d never looked more threatening. “I’ve got
some time off. Recuperation.” She angled a leg in tight faded jeans toward me.
“Sore tendon. Figured you’d know how to put me back together right as rain with
your PT background.”
“Funny.”

Hooking the end of the towel into the waistband of my shorts, I rasped my hands
across the dark shade of stubble on my jaw, and she watched every goddamn
stroke. “You don’t look injured.”
“You do.” Her gaze—challenging—dropped to the bruise on my ribs.
Motherfucker.
“You came to check up on me.”
“So what if I did?” She shrugged one shoulder.
“You don’t have to worry about me anymore.”
“I can’t just turn it off, Calder.”
“I don’t need or want your help.” I tried to maintain the barrier, nearly snarling at
her.
She merely cast her eyes beyond me. “Are you going to invite me inside like an old friend should?”
Old friend. Old pain.
I stepped back. Barely.
She ducked under my arm. Smiling.
Closing the door, I sealed my body against it. “What are you really doing here?”
“Well, you said you’d accept my calls.” She dropped her bags. Stood with hands on hips. “You lied to me.”
“It’s what I do, sweetheart.” Determined to piss her off so she’d leave because danger lurked in the dark spaces of my mind. I’d
forgotten she reacted like a lioness when cornered.
Rookie mistake.
In two steps, Reggie was up against me, in my face.
Protect and dominate. The two different impulses swarmed through me.
I wanted to serve her up on a silver platter and plant my face between her thighs.
Then tuck her against me in my bed, blankets all around, my arms a cradle.
Her eyes hooked mine with nothing but unwavering intensity. “You have driven everyone away, Calder.” Her stance blended her against me, and she had to feel the heat—the need and arousal—she spiked in my body.
“I will not fucking let you go down one more time.” Bleak, no longer dreamy eyes, rose to mine. “I’m not losing you to self-pity or self-loathing or any other kind of hate you keep wrapping around yourself.”
Looked like I’d met my match.
I’d known it all along. 
Impossible.
“One man is enough to lose.” Her voice dropped, but her finger pointed at my chest before she spread her fingers over my careening heart. “And you have a choice in the matter.”
At her unerring words, I went stock-still.
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Release Boost ~ Start Me Up ~ by ~ Maggie Riley

Title: Start Me Up
Author: Maggie Riley
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2017
Blurb
He’s arrogant, sexy and aloof. And now I have to write his book.Jack Willis is every bit the start-up prodigy—seriously smart, inventive, and
totally sexy. With his incredible mind, extraordinary body, and a bank account
with more zeroes than you can count, he would give the sharks from Shark Tank a
run for their money. Everyone from Wall Street investors to drooling house
wives wants a piece of him. Everyone except Libby Hanson, that is.

Libby Hanson is a crafty, curvy bombshell, more accustomed to macrame and
crochet than fine dining and stealth engineering. She reads, she writes, she
drinks wine with her cat…and she’s never even heard of Jack Willis until she
lands an interview that will change her life forever.

Jack needs a book written—and fast. His sexy new car is about to be released on
the market, and a New York Times bestselling book would be the perfect
marketing push to get his business to the next level. He could have any writer
he wants: but he wants Libby. She’s feisty, gorgeous, and has a way with words
like nobody else.

To write his book, Libby has to see everything he does. She gets thrust into a
brand new world of A-list red carpet events, meetings with executives, and long
nights in the workshop that grow increasingly intimate. But to write a
bestseller, Libby needs more. Their connection is off the charts, but she’ll
need to discover the real Jack—the man behind the inventions, the man who’s
steadily stealing her heart. Jack has secrets—lots of them—and Libby will do
anything to get the scoop. With Jack’s true nature coming to the surface, Libby
finds herself torn—will she expose the man everyone is dying to get the dirt
on? Or will she protect the man she is slowly but surely falling for?

 

 

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“You have no idea what I do, do you?” I asked her point blank. No point beating around the bush for much longer. And I was curious how she’d react. Most people would stutter and immediately deny their lack of knowledge.
I wasn’t surprised when Libby’s reaction was different.

Everything about her was different.
She laughed, the sound a little nervous and a little sheepish. “I don’t, I’m sorry,” she confessed. “I don’t like to come so unprepared, but I’m afraid no one was very forthcoming with details about the job. Just that someone needed a ghostwriter.”
“Only you didn’t know who that someone was,” I leaned back, watching her.
I couldn’t help it. There was something about her that captivated me. And I was the kind of man that paid attention when my gut told me to. I wouldn’t have gotten as far as I had if I hadn’t developed a pretty damn good set of instincts. And my instincts were saying that Libby Hanson deserved a closer look. 
Two red spots had appeared on her cheeks. “I’m afraid to say I didn’t know who you were when I walked in. And I still don’t.”
Even my name hadn’t sparked any recognition. Either Libby had been living under a rock for the past few years or she just didn’t travel in the kind of circles that discussed the latest tech inventions. Or the latest millionaire gossip mill. It was incredibly refreshing. Everyone else I had interviewed for the ghostwriter job had nearly fallen over themselves, quoting other articles or pieces that had been written about me, trying to impress me.

And that was if they were men. If they were women, they tended to start batting
their eyelashes and making unsubtle attempts to display various body parts.

Even though it had been happening for years – ever since my name and photo were
on the cover of Forbes – I still couldn’t get used to women throwing themselves
at me with such aggression. I’d always been lucky with the ladies, but the fame
and the money made it out of control. I didn’t like fawning, I just found it
annoying. And I really didn’t want to work with someone who was going to try to
flatter and butter me up, even if it was for the sake of the book. A book which
I had been loathed to do in the first place. I hated talking about myself. I
wanted to talk about the work, about what I wanted to accomplish, not which
supermodel I was rumored to be dating or all the money I was making. My
personal life was just that – personal. And I intended to keep that side of me
out of the press and out of this book.
Which is why I found Libby’s lack of information appealing, and I saw the opportunity to avoid the usual pitfalls I often found when being interviewed. She didn’t know me, didn’t know my reputation. She would be able to approach this book without any preconceived notions. Without any agenda. It could actually be about the work, and not about me. For the first time the book didn’t seem like the worst idea ever.
“You’re hired,” I told her.

 

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Maggie Riley is a contemporary romance author whose interests include red wine, sushi, strolls through Central Park, and steamy men- both real and imaginary. She lives on the Upper East Side with her German Shepherd, Penny.
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Release Boost ~ Bad Boss ~ by ~ Stella Rhys

Title: Bad Boss

An Irresistible Series Standalone

Author: Stella Rhys
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 14, 2017
Blurb
He was supposed to be my first and only one-night
stand.
He was definitely not supposed to become my boss.
I had always been the good girl – the workaholic with every
second of her life mapped out to a tee.
Then I got trapped in an elevator with Julian Hoult.
He was… irresistible. Sophisticated sex in a
crisp white shirt. His voice alone dropped me straight to my knees. What was I
supposed to do?
Well….
I can tell you what was I definitely not supposed
to do.
I was not supposed to run into him ever again. I was not
supposed to be desperately unemployed, and I was definitely not supposed to
accept his dirty little job offer.
But I couldn’t resist.
As CEO of the Hoult Media empire, Julian will stop at
nothing to get what he wants. So for his next venture with Manhattan’s most
lecherous billionaires, he’s hired me to play the role of bait. And while my
official title is that of Executive Assistant, my actual job requires low tops,
tight skirts and flaunting everything I’ve got till his clients are easy to
bend – till they can barely think for themselves anymore.
It’s sleazy and wrong. Against everything I’ve worked for.
But with Julian as my audience, I can’t help but enjoy every second. Thanks to
him, I’m embracing the bad, and I swear…
I’ve never in my life felt this damned good.

 

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flat-out filthy). Writing aside, she lives for coffee, the Knicks, the Yankees
and cooking recipes way out of her league. She was born and raised in New York
and now lives there with her husband and charmingly entitled fur babies.
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Release Boost ~ The Unrequited ~ by ~ Saffron A. Kent

 

Title: The Unrequited
Author: Saffron A. Kent
Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 13, 2017


Blurb
Layla Robinson is not crazy. She is suffering from
unrequited love. But it’s time to move on. No more stalking, no more obsessive
calling.
What she needs is a distraction. The blue-eyed guy she keeps
seeing around campus could be a great one—only he is the new poetry
professor—the married poetry professor.
Thomas Abrams is a stereotypical artist—rude, arrogant, and
broody—but his glares and taunts don’t scare Layla. She might be bad at poetry,
but she is good at reading between the lines. Beneath his prickly façade,
Thomas is lonely, and Layla wants to know why. Obsessively.
Sometimes you do get what you want. Sometimes you end up in
the storage room of a bar with your professor and you kiss him. Sometimes he
kisses you back like the world is ending and he will never get to kiss you
again. He kisses you until you forget the years of unrequited love; you forget
all the rules, and you dare to reach for something that is not yours.
NOTE: Please be aware that this book deals with sensitive
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I’m hit by
a storm of desire to kiss him better. It’s a tornado, an avalanche in my body,
and in one breathless moment, I decide to go for it. It’s okay. I can take the
blame for it later.
I break the
rules and reach up and kiss him. A feathery peck on his plump lips, it’s a kiss
of solidarity, a kiss that intends to tell him I understand—but one isn’t
enough. It only manages to ratchet up my lust. So I give him another, this time
on the corner of his mouth, and then another one on his jaw.
It’s not enough, these small, barely-there
touches. I want more, but I won’t take it. I’ll be good; I’ll only give.
Abruptly,
he fists my curls and stops me. I look at him fearfully, ready to apologize—not
for the kiss, but for being the kisser. His gaze reflects passion, stark,
raving need, and I shiver, despite wearing layers and sweating with his heat.
“Are you
trying to kiss me, Layla?” he rasps, flexing his fingers on my makeshift
ponytail.
He couldn’t
tell? Blush rises to the surface and I know I’m glowing like a neon sign.
Swallowing, I nod. “Yes.”
He inches
closer to me, still not touching—as impossible as that is—but infinitely
closer. “You want to kiss me, Miss Robinson, you do it right.”
Oh God,
does he have to call me that? Now, here? My spine arches on its own and my
heavy tits graze the contours of his shuddering chest.
“H-How?” I
ask innocently, belying the daring action of my body. His stern, professor-y
voice is doing things to me, making me wild, uncontrolled.
For a
second, he’s silent, just watching. I’m afraid he’ll back out from whatever
this is, whatever insanity we’re about to commit—but then I sense the shift in
the liquor-laced air as he opens his mouth and growls, “Like this.”

 

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Drinker. Imaginary Ballet Dancer and poetess. Aspiring Lana Del Ray of the book
world.I’m a big believer in love (obviously). I believe in happily ever after, the
butterflies and the tingling. But I also believe in edgy, rough and gutsy kind
of love. I believe in pushing the boundaries, darker (sometimes morally
ambiguous) emotions and imperfections.

The kind of love I write about is flawed just like my characters. And I hope by
the end of it, you’ll come to root for them just as much as me. Because love,
no matter where it comes from, is always pure and beautiful.

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Release Boost ~ Dating the Billionaire ~ by ~ Poppy Dunne

 

Title: Dating the Billionaire
Author: Poppy Dunne
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: July 12, 2017
Blurb
I’m Dahlia Rossi, dating coach extraordinaire. I know how to land you
the man of your dreams. Follow my rules, you’ll meet the love of your life and
have a gorgeous destination wedding in French Polynesia. Okay, that last one
happened just the one time. But my rules work every time. I
guarantee it.

1. The man makes the first move. Seems unfair? Life’s unfair.

2. Never have sex on the first date. No, not even oral. And hands above the
table, please.

3. Play hard to get, but don’t make it too hard.Solid rules, right? I thought they were. But then I met Jack Carraway,
an impossibly sexy, frustratingly unpredictable billionaire, and broke them
all. Everywhere. In an elevator. On a balcony. Beneath a
gazebo, of all places.  

Whether I like it or not (spoiler alert: I like it!), Jack is taking me on wild
adventure and we’re writing a whole new set of rules. Like, always reserve your
matching Harry Potter costumes a week in advance; wrestling swans is not as
easy as it looks; and sometimes, the man of your dreams pops up in the most
unlikely of places and has a really big…boat. After years of watching couples find love, it may be my turn. But is
this spontaneous playboy the real thing, or just a fun detour around my
predictable life? All this time I’ve been following my own rules and going to
sleep alone, with nothing but my second slice of princess cake to keep me
company.

But the more time I spend with Jack, the more I learn that
rules…they’re meant to be broken.
In love there’s only one rule: there are no rules.

 

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writes books with relatable heroines who speak their minds and whose riotous
inner dialogue reflects their complex characters. Her goal is to deliver a
story that has equal parts heart, romance and humor. Her heroes are swoon
worthy, yet hold on to your suspension of disbelief, because they pick up their
own socks and cook.In her free time, she looks for hobbies other than Netflix and procrastinating
to fill out this author bio. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband and two
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Release Boost ~ Uncovering Love: The Wedding ~ by ~ Kacey Shea

Title: Uncovering Love: The Wedding
Series: Uncovering Love Book 4
Author: Kacey Shea
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Novella
Release Date: June 30, 2017
Cover Designer: Perfect Pear Creative
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
Cover Model: Steven Dehler

Eleven months ago, Evelyn Harper went undercover to investigate Tate Reynolds as a viable love interest and potential boyfriend for a wealthy client. What began as a temporary job transformed into an exciting new career and more significantly, the love of her life.

Now the two are planning their own walk down the aisle. Except their path is crowded with a few bumps along the way. The urgent investigation of a family matter. A sexy new client. Pregnant bridesmaids, an ex, and a sprinkle of cold feet leaves the couple stumbling toward their big day.

Forever is a long time, but Evie and Tate are determined to get hitched no matter what life throws their way. Will they make it to the wedding or uncover more challenges than a young couple in love can handle?

This novella is the forth book in the Uncovering Love series, and while it can be read as a standalone, it contains major spoilers.

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Chapter One

Tate

Evie’s arm wraps possessively through mine while we sit on the leather covered chairs and wait our turn. She’s always touching me, holding hands, a brush along my knee, or her arm against my forearm. I love it. Love that she unintentionally lets every person we meet know I belong to her as much as she owns me. But as much as I want our love etched for all eternity, I don’t want to rush her. “Evie, we don’t have to do this unless you want to. We can wait. If you’re having second thoughts—”

“No!” Her death grip on my bicep tightens.

“Babe. You’re gonna leave bruises.” I release a chuckle.

She follows my gaze to where her nails dig into my skin, and she loosens her hold. “Sorry. I guess I’m more nervous than I thought. But I’m not having second thoughts. I want this. To share this with you. And I love the thought of something so permanent. It’s better than my ring.” Her eyes snap up to meet mine and widen. “Not that I don’t love my ring!”

A smile pulls wide at my lips, and I tilt her face with my fingers so our gazes lock. “I know, Evie. I’m just making sure. You know I want this just as badly.” I dip my chin to whisper in her ear. “This ink is going to look so fucking sexy on your skin. I’m so turned on just thinking about it. As soon as we’re done, I’m taking you back home.”

She meets my lips in a soft, fleeting kiss. “I like the way you think, Mr. Reynolds.”

“I can’t wait to call you Mrs. Reynolds.”

She gives me her sweet smile. “Twenty-two days to go.”

“Not soon enough. Let’s elope,” I deadpan and she laughs, shaking her head.

“No way! Not after all the planning and deposits. Beside the fact our families would disown us, Kate and Jon would too if they weren’t part of our special day.”

“I know. I know.” And I want to celebrate with our loved ones. I only wish I’d had the foresight to set the date earlier. With each day that passes, my lips battle with my mind to resist the urge to call Evie my wife.

“Evie and Tate.” The shop manager calls out our names in a booming voice, drawing our attention to the wall behind the short registration counter and photographs of artwork behind it. “Dev is ready for you.”

I stand and lace my fingers with Evie’s, then lead her back to Dev’s station passing the charts of bangers and sample script. I’ve had lots of ink done over the years by several different artists, but Dev is this mountain of a man who’s really nothing but a big softy. I trust his work and have a feeling his charismatic demeanor will put Evie at ease since this is her first tattoo.

Dev stands from his chair. “Nice to see you, bro.” He’s got to be at least six foot five and fills the doorway with his frame. Evie is absolutely tiny next to him. “And I see the missus is getting work done, too.” He smiles at Evie and I can feel her body relax as she greets Dev.

We discuss what we want done, and she goes first. My eyes are captivated by each step, and the second the needle hits her skin I have to concentrate on keeping my dick in check. Fuck. That’s sexier than I ever imagined. Thank God Dev is a pro. We’ll be out of here soon and I can make love to my Evie.

Her tatt takes only a few minutes, the script of my name small and feminine. Mine requires more work—the piece is larger—and Dev fills it in with shading so the word Evelyn stands out amongst my other ink. Evie stands at my side, transfixed. Instead of watching Dev paint her name onto my forearm, my eyes are mesmerized by how she’s engrossed in the process. Her lips and brows pull with interest as Dev works.

Every second that ticks by fills me with more affection for her. From the way she glances at me to smile, to how she rubs tiny circles over the tension in my neck with her thumb. She’s playful, kind, and generous.

“I got off easy. Yours is so much bigger.” She nods at my latest tattoo after we leave Dev’s station.

“So much innuendo there, I don’t know where to go first.”

She shakes her head, a grin at her lips, and stops walking to push up on her toes and whisper in my ear, “Hmm . . . I say we should go home, yeah?”

Yeah. Yeah, we should.

When I don’t answer immediately she just laughs and struts to the front counter where Dev’s waiting for us to pay and review final care instructions. Like everything about Evie, her allure may not be flashy or overtly sexy, but I know exactly how beautiful the curves are that hide beneath her worn jeans and plain white tee. I shake my head, asking myself for the bazillionth time how I got so damn lucky. And how quickly I can get her home.

By the time I hand Dev his cash and we’re headed out to the car, I’m fighting a serious hard on. “Come here,” I say, pulling Evie into my arms and backing her up until she pushes into my car door. “Do you know how sexy you are?”

She giggles, kissing me long enough that her tongue sweeps against mine before tilting her chin up. “I’m guessing a lot.” She leans into me and I know she can feel my erection pressing into her belly through my jeans.

“So, so much.” My grin matches hers. “I love my name on your skin.”

“Take me home.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I kiss her once more and then walk around the car to open her door.

It’s only a fifteen-minute drive back to our house, but I make it in twelve. Between the heated glances Evie and I trade and the music she pipes through my stereo, it’s a miracle my foot doesn’t push straight through the floorboard.

As I slow to swing under the carport and park alongside her vehicle, I inhale slowly to calm my already rock hard dick. “Hey, babe?” I say, shutting the engine. Her hand’s already on the door.

“Yeah?”

“You have exactly one minute.”

Her brows pinch with confusion.

“One minute to get inside, take off your clothes, and make it to the bed.”

Her eyes widen and her breath comes faster with the hint of her smile. “Or else what?”

“If you don’t make it to the bedroom, I’ll probably make love to you wherever I find you. The kitchen. The living room. Hallway. Hell, much longer and I’ll fuck you right here.”

“Oh, car sex. That sounds exciting.” Her eyes sparkle, but she releases a little laugh. “Let’s do that on our honeymoon, when it’s a little darker outside. Preferably in the middle of nowhere.”

“Deal.” We’ve planned a road trip all along the West Coast, exploring from San Diego all the way up to Oregon. And like everything with Evie, a few promised words and she just made me love her more. “But for now…”

She glances down at the bulge in my jeans and bites her lip. “Sexy hide and seek. You’re it. Count.” She grins and with that she’s out of the car, unlocks the front door, and is inside the house before I can move a muscle.

Taking the full minute to calm my raging boner so I don’t come within seconds once I finally get inside her, I follow her out and arm the car alarm. Stepping inside the house, my lips pull wide at the music playing from the living room record player. One of Evie’s favorite albums, the artist crooning about love and happy ever afters—it’s a song we’ve made love to on more than one occasion. I kick off my shoes, discard my shirt, and unbutton my jeans while I step forward to find her.

I don’t have far to go.

Fuck.

“Found me,” she says with a flirty pout, and she releases the clasp to her bra.

“Fuck.” This time I say it aloud because before me is the most beautiful woman to walk into my world, and she’s mine. All mine. Just as the name scrolled down her side pronounces. “You’re gorgeous. You know that, right?”

“That’s what you tell me.”

Her eyes stay trained on my hands as I push my pants and underwear down to my knees in one sweep, then shove them off the rest of the way and take three steps forward. I wrap my hands around her slim waist. “Caught you,” I whisper.

She nods and slides her arms around my neck as our lips meet in a rush.

As much as I want to enjoy this, savor the moment, I know I won’t last long, not when I’ve been imagining making love to her all afternoon. So instead I go with what I’ve got, and use my fingers to find her wet folds between her legs. Massaging around and over her clit while my lips battle with hers, I do everything I can to bring her there. She reaches for me with one hand, and her strokes up and down my cock only spur on my determination to make her come first. Between hurried kisses and anticipation, she’s right where I need her.

Backing her down the hallway, our lips still locked, we almost reach the bedroom door when I turn and drop to my knees.

“Oh yes, Tate,” she says as I spread her pussy wide and dip my chin to lick between her folds. “Yes, yes, please.” She moans and I assault her center with my tongue. Adding two fingers, I stroke in and out, increasing their pace along with that of my tongue brushing over her clit. Her orgasm crashes with little warning, my name on her lips as she shouts with her release. I’d stay here for hours but I have to get to work soon.

Standing once her pleasure subsides, I claim her lips for another kiss and hook my hands around her thighs to carry her the rest of the way to the bedroom.

“I love you, Evie,” I say between kisses.

“I love you, Tate,” she answers back.

Careful not to brush along her sensitive new ink, I sit on the edge of the bed and lay back. “Ride me, baby,” I say and she does. Grabbing my cock in one hand, she lines me up and sinks down on a groan. I love the way we fit together. Rocking those hips back and forth, over and over, it doesn’t take long before she’s close again, her walls tightening around my cock as it slides in and out.

My thumb finds her clit and I rub quick tiny circles while my other hand grabs her hip and encourages her not to stop. I’m so fucking close, but I’ll hold out as long as I can.

“That’s it. Yes. Right there,” she says, a softly spoken demand I don’t dare deny. My thumb moves faster, and the moment her body pulses with release I give in to my own orgasm. We stay connected. Together. I scoot back on the bed, delighting in the feel of her smooth skin against mine when she lays her cheek against my chest.

This. Right here. My reason for being. She’s the only home I’ll ever need.
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Kacey Shea is a mom of three, wife, and indie author who resides in sunny Arizona. She enjoys reading and writing romance novels as much as her son loves unicorns, which is a lot.
When she’s not writing you will find her playing taxi cab to her children while belting out her favorite tunes, meeting friends or family for food and to share some laughs, or sweating it out in the gym. Kacey finds that picking up heavy weights repeatedly is good for her mental health as much as it is for the physical.
She has an unhealthy obsession with firefighters. It could be the pants. It could be the fire. It’s just hot. On occasion she has been known to include them, without their knowledge, in her selfies outside the grocery store.

Kacey one day aspires to be a woman hand model in a sexy photo shoot. You know, the woman’s hand raking across the muscular back or six pack stomach of the male fitness model. Yep, that hand.

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Release Boost ~ Damaged Goods ~ by ~ L. Wilder

Title: Damaged Goods
Series: The Redemption Series
Author: L. Wilder
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 8, 2017

 

“Damaged Goods is a emotional roller-coaster of a read that will grab you from the start, it will mess with your heart, nerves and give your body the tingles.” ~Books, Wine & Time


“OMG HOLY HELL! My emotions are still all over the place, even after finishing it over 24 hours ago.” ~The Power of Three Readers


“Heartbreakingly sweet with just the right amount of suspense to keep you glued to the pages.” ~You Can’t Resista Dirty Book

 

New York Times and USA Today Best Seller L. Wilder presents a new romance series where the broken find their redemption.
Every man has his weakness. She was mine.
Nitro-
The job was simple- get the girl and bring her home, but with one look, she became my obsession. The blonde, blue-eyed beauty with the sinful curves wasn’t mine to keep, but I wasn’t about to let her go. I was determined to have her, no matter the consequences.
She was the only one who could calm the beast that raged inside of me. So, I risked everything and did what had to be done – for her.
Tristen-
Nathan James was every girl’s fantasy- rich, powerful, and hot beyond words. He saved me during my darkest hour. Like me, he was damaged, scarred by the memories of a horrible past. I saw the way he looked at me, like a predator about to take his prey, but as much as I craved his touch, I wanted something more. I wanted his heart.
I’m afraid I’ve just exchanged one hell for another.
Will their love heal the wounds of their past, or will they both remain damaged goods?
While Damaged Goods is the first in a new series, the main characters were introduced in the Satan’s Fury MC series. This is a full-length standalone novel filled with romance, suspense, and a lot of heart. I’m a firm believer that bad boys need love, too. Damaged Goods is intended for mature audiences only due to the explicit language and violence.