Book Tour ~ Changing Lanes ~ by ~ Winter Travers

Title: Changing Lanes
Series: Devil’s Knights 2nd Generation #4
Author: Winter Travers
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: May 29, 2021

 

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Bristol lives a simple life.

 

She works a few days a month and the rest of the time was hers. Then a handsome biker walked into her life and turned it upside down with a simple wink and nod.
All Pie has ever needed was the club and his family. But when curvy Bristol lands in his lap and shakes up the direction of his life, Pie doesn’t know which way to go.
Bristol and Pie have no problem passing time with each other but will life keep them together or will they end up changing lanes and letting one another go?

 

 

 

 

Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Winter Travers is a devoted wife, mother, and aunt turned author who was born and raised in Wisconsin. After a brief stint in South Carolina following her heart to chase the man who is now her hubby, they retreated back up North to the changing seasons, and to the place they now call home. Winter spends her days writing happily ever afters, and her nights being a karate mom hauling her son to practices and tournaments.. She also has an addiction to anything MC related, puppies, and baking.

 

 

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New Release ~ Addicted Love ~ by ~ Sydney Aaliyah Michelle

Title: Addicted Love
Series: Love Sick Series #4
Author: Sydney Aaliyah Michelle
Genre: Sports Romance/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 7, 2021

 

 

 

 

She staggers in excess. He wallows in self-control. Will exposing their weaknesses destroy their chance at love or forge a path to a happily ever after?
Sultry songstress Sophie Guidry comes alive on the stage. Her voice brings men to their knees. No one tells her what to do or tells her no. When her friends introduce her to a dark, handsome man with sincere eyes, his rejection makes her long for a life she doesn’t feel she deserves.
The key to Kori Brooks’ success is self-discipline and control. As the youngest in his field, he works hard to silence his demons. He appreciates his achievements because he almost lost it all. But when he’s introduces to a beauty with soulful eyes and a sexy smile, he fears her tempting ways may push him back on a path of destruction.
Kori’s willing to give Sophie a chance, but on his terms. Sophie agrees, but when Kori changes the rules, they both risk pushing each other over the edge. Will their addictive tendencies destroy them both, or will they push through to create a happily ever after for them both to thrive?
Addicted love is the explosive fourth book in the Love Sick romance series. If you like interesting characters, with an undeniable attractive and a desire to fight off their demons for love, you’ll adore Sydney Aaliyah Michelle’s epic journey.

 

The ache in my brain competed with the soreness between my legs. I was on opposite ends of the pain pleasure spectrum in my own body, and I liked it.

I rolled over and gripped my head. It pounded against my skull. I curled into a tight ball. If I reduced the space, the pain would lessen. I hugged my legs to my chest and settled, waited for the pounding to subside.

I blinked my eyes open and slid my hand over the sheets behind me. They were cold.

I sat up suddenly. Bad move. My brain took a minute to catch up. I squeezed my eyes shut and flopped back onto the bed.

Let’s do this in stages.

It was late or early; the sun hadn’t come up yet.

My eyes peeled open. I wiped the crust from the corners as I adjusted onto my side and slowly lifted my head. My dress lay across the foot of the bed. I pushed myself up. The shoes I had on last night were neatly lined up next to the pile of shoes in the corner.

I shifted my legs and the ache in my pussy made me pause. Images from last night pried their way into my consciousness. Kori at the club. Him staring through me while I sang as he bobbed his head to the jazz beats. The intense feeling he was ready to bolt until I acknowledged his presence.

“Oh God.” The walk home and the confession at the corner and then the kiss. It all came flooding back in a wave of embarrassment and lust. I flopped on my back and attempted to rub the image out of my brain through my eyeballs. My body heated with images of Kori on his knees. I could feel the trail of kisses on my stomach. The dirty glint in his eye when he asked me—no, told me to sit on his face. I shuddered.

I slid to the side of the bed and sat up. I placed my feet on the floor. That was enough for right now.

 

 

 

 

 

Sydney Aaliyah Michelle is a Contemporary Romance writer, a voracious reader, tattoo lover, and movie fanatic who hails from Texas.
After surviving 5 1/2 years living in China, she had the courage to finally pursue her passion and become a writer.
She identifies the sci-fi action flick “The Matrix” as the best representation of her life in the past. She is now blessed to be awake and doing what she loves.
She can recite the entire script from the 80’s teen comedy/drama “The Breakfast Club” and loves any and everything associated with the Avengers Movie, especially Tony Stark.
When it comes to books, Sydney reads different genres, but some of her favorite writers are Stephen King, Xyla Turner, J.A Huss, Kaia Bennett, & Emily Bronte. Under the Dome, The Great Gatsby & Wuthering Heights are her favorite books.

 

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New Release ~ The Unexpected Card ~ by ~ E.H. Lyon

Title: The Unexpected Card: A Mr. Boss Novel

Author: E.H. Lyon
Genre: Workplace Romance/Accidental Pregnancy/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 7, 2021
 
 
 

 

 

Romance Reads Reviewed by K – “It is the perfect book to relax, forget about reality and disappear into another world.”

Goodreads Review – “This is a steamy workplace romance with a sexy boss and lots of sizzle to go with it!”

Katslovesbooks – “OMG!!! This book is fantastic and an amazing start for this brand new series by E.H. Lyon.”

 

 
One business trip is all it takes for the unexpected…

As co-owner of Ives & Wells, Josh is ready to nail the most important business trip of his career. But does it have to include his business partner’s feisty younger sister Layla escorting him to New Orleans?

As much as they hate each other, it isn’t completely crazy. Technically, she’s an employee and Josh is her boss. But one fight after another leads to an explosion in the bedroom… more than once.

Josh definitely wasn’t planning on nailing more than a good business deal on this trip.

Unfortunately, their plan to leave the antics in the bedroom and out of the office falls apart as soon as they return home. First, because some of their mutual talents can’t be forgotten. Two, because there is a business partner that may kill Josh as soon as he figures out what happened. And three, because some secrets can only be kept for so long, give or take nine months.

The Unexpected Card is a standalone novel from the new Mr. Boss series. This workplace romance is filled with banter, a swoony boss, and surprises along the way.
 

E.H. Lyon hates folding laundry and decided one day to avoid it by writing witty and a little steamy stories. Her stories take you on a light and bantering ride until the very end, when your couple finds their happily ever after. Along the way, there may be the occasional emotional twist thrown in and the essential appearance of a bottle of whiskey. E.H. has a thing for witty women, determined well-dressed men who fall in love, and the steamy scenes that bring them together.

An American from the Midwest, she now lives in Northern Europe with her small pack of humans. She believes the essence of balance is sitting on a yoga mat listening to music whilst eating a donut. And she absolutely loves finding a new book boyfriend to swoon-over, hearing from other authors, and connecting with people who read her books.

 
 
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Cover Reveal ~ The Varsity Dad Dilemma ~ by ~ Lex Martin

 

Title: The Varsity Dad Dilemma
Author: Lex Martin
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
Photo: Perriwinkle Photography
Release Date: July 20, 2021
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★ A sexy, small town sports romance from USA Today bestselling author Lex Martin! ★

 

What’s worse than having Rider Kingston, the star quarterback, give you the big brushoff because he doesn’t want to get serious? You’d probably think living across the street from him where you get a first-hand view of his hookups, right?
That’s what I thought. Until someone drops off a baby with a note pinned to her blanket that says one of those jocks—either Rider or one of his roommates—is the father. The problem? Baby mama doesn’t mention which of these numbskulls is the sperm donor.
I wouldn’t care about their paternity problems—not the slightest bit—except my brother lives there too. Which means that adorable squawking bundle might be my niece, and there’s no way I’m leaving her unattended with those bumbling football players.
They need my help, even if they don’t know it yet. Once we solve this dilemma and figure out who’s the daddy, I’m out.
I’ll just ignore Rider and those soul-searing looks he gives me every time I reach for the baby. He broke my heart three years ago. He doesn’t get a second chance.

 

 

 

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As I walk Sienna to her car, she squeals. “Holy crap, is that Rider Kingston?”
Without my permission, my gaze slides across the street to the oversized man-child, who has the gall to be moving furniture shirtless while flexing his stupid abs. Judging by the other sweaty minions pouring out of the two story, Rider’s getting new roommates too.
My eye twitches again, and my focus snaps back to Sienna. “I thought you said you weren’t a fan of football.”
“Oh, I’m not. I can’t sit through an entire game. But I am a fan of football players.” Her gaze turns ravenous as she scans my neighbor’s front lawn. Or, likely, the glistening eight-pack Rider’s put on display. “All that testosterone. Those bulging muscles. That deep, masculine grunting. Oh yeah. Get me one of those!”
She cackles, and Rider hears it.
Of course he does.
Shockingly, he deigns to speak to me.
“Hey, Gabby,” he shouts. “How was your summer?”
I’m not sure when he decided to stop ignoring me, but that’s better than pretending we’re friends, which we’ll never be.
I close my eyes because I don’t need any reminders of his masculine beauty. And I definitely don’t need to see that sexy smirk, the one more powerful than his cannon that took the team to the playoffs last year.
No, I’m not interested in the star quarterback. Not anymore.
Turning on my heel, I wave my middle finger and march back to my house.
Laughter is all I hear as I slam the front door shut behind me.

 

 

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Lex Martin is the USA Today bestselling author of the Texas Nights series (Reckless/Shameless) and the Dearest series. She writes contemporary romances, the sexy kind with lotsa angst, a whole lotta kissing, and the hot happily ever afters. A former high school English teacher and freelance journalist, she’s lived all over the country but currently resides in her hometown of San Antonio with her husband and twin daughters.


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New Release ~ Unbreak Her Heart ~ by ~ Brie Wilds

 

Title: Unbreak Her Heart

Series: Beaver Run Reunion Series #1
Author: Brie Wilds
Genre: Small Town Second-Chance Romance
Release Date: June 3, 2021

 

Some never find love…some others do, and set it free. But will it ever come back? An endearing story of sweethearts since high school, college breakup and a casual encounter many years later. Sometimes, it takes a second chance to get it right.
 
Luke
On the verge of losing his mega art commission, wanderlust-stricken artist Luke accepts an indecent proposal from his ex to help complete his paintings, but when old emotions are rekindled, he discovers that his feelings for her never died, now he must confront the demons in his past before it’s too late and he loses her forever. There is never a second chance, to a second chance.
 
Sandra   
Just as she decides to start dating again, after a long hiatus, lonely bar owner Sandra is presented with an opportunity to serve her ex the coldest dish of revenge ever, but when old feeling come roaring back, she quickly discovers that moving on is easier said than done, now she must take matters into her own hands to ensure she is never a fool for love again.

 

“All right then,” said Laura. “In that case, you’re free. There’s a customer that needs a ride.”

Sandra thought for a moment. “Okay, I’ll do it, but only this one time. I’ll be leaving in ten minutes.” Sandra paused and cocked her head. “So, who’s the guy that snagged you? How come you’ve never mentioned him?”

“You already know, the father of my child,” said Laura, brushing her black hair to the side.

Sandra knew that move. A nervous tic her friend had. Her husband, ex-husband, had been gone for three years now, and she still missed him. “I thought it was someone new.” Well, she wasn’t the only one thinking of lost loves. Maybe there was something in the air today.

Sandra wondered where this customer was going. There were no hotels on her way, and she knew everyone that lived in that direction. It could only be the Airbnb. “Is that another of Stone’s renters?”

Lauren chuckled. “You got it.”

“Okay. If I don’t show up tomorrow, ask Stone about the guy that rented his house, okay?”

Laura winked. “You won’t go missing, trust me.” She leaned closer and whispered in her ear. “Maybe if you…emmm…let your guard down a little, you might even get your garden plowed tonight.”

Sandra drew back and made a face. “What? What’s with the fishing and farming euphemisms you’ve been spewing all night?” Sandra pointed at Laura and smiled. “I think you need to be hosed down.”

Laura clapped her hands and laughed. “Touché. Now who’s the queen of euphemisms?

 

Brie Wilds writes steamy, romance stories about men, women and their amazing and unique journey to happily ever after.
 
She’s the author of My Big Fat Fake Matrimonial Ad- Book 3 of her Beaver Run books. Her latest book, Unbreak Her Heart, is an endearing story of sweethearts since high school that got a second chance at love many years later after a breakup.
 
When Brie is not writing, she’s hanging out with her family. You can visit her at www.briewilds.com

 

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Sales Blitz ~ Dissipate ~ by ~ Brittany Taylor

Title: Dissipate

Series: Back to Me Series #1
Author: Brittany Taylor
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 3, 2019

I’ve lived the perfect life.

As if it couldn’t get any better, I’m about to graduate from Brown University, all with my flawless, hot as hell girlfriend by my side.

I’d say I’m lucky to have Lena, but really, she’s lucky to have me. I would do anything to keep her by my side.

Anything.

Because as everyone knows, Julian Price hates to lose.
Brittany Taylor grew up all over the world including places such as California, England and Texas. Her love of reading started at a young age. Finally deciding to fulfill her lifelong dream, she took the plunge into the writing world and published her first book when she was twenty-eight. Today she resides in Connecticut with her husband, two sons, two cats and one dog.
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Excerpt Reveal ~ Love is Blind ~ by ~ Janine Infante Bosco

Keep reading for a sneak peek of Love is Blind by Janine Infante Bosco, releasing June 11th!

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#excerpt #excerptreveal #excerptshare #sneakpeek #preorder #ghost #ghostandbirdie #mcromance #motorcycleromance #satansknights #spinoff #newseries #knightdale #romancenovels #romancebooks #romanticsuspense #badboyromance #bikerromance #bookish #bookclub #bookbuzz #booksbooksbooks BLURB: The things I’ve lost could shatter any man. Send him on a downward spiral. I would’ve punched my own ticket if it weren’t for the Satan’s Knights. Instead, I became the VP of the Knightdale Charter. A man can’t drown in his misery when he’s got responsibilities. So I look for things to dull the pain. Sex. Drugs. Whatever. When you’ve been to hell and back, the only time worth having is a good one. My little Birdie knows this self-destructive path, too. That’s why I can’t stay away from her. The highs are higher when you don’t fly alone. But I’m not the only ghost in her life, and her past isn’t letting her go. I thought my club was the only thing left for me to love. It turns out I was wrong.

Ghost “I want an open bar and a DJ at my funeral. Oh, and those mini hotdogs are a must.” I turn my head at the sound of the female voice and stare blankly at the girl sitting two stools down from me. Her long blonde hair cascades in waves around her face shielding most of her profile from my view. There is no one on either side of her and the bartender is clear across the other side of the room, leaving me to believe she’s either talking to herself or to me, and if it’s the latter—well, she’s got the wrong guy. I’m not much for people and I don’t do small talk. Maybe if I was in the market for a quick fuck, I’d reconsider. I’d move to the stool between us, buy her a drink or two—however many it takes. Then, I’d take her into the bathroom or maybe Sally’s office—cash in on the perks of being a silent partner in this fucking place—and fuck her until we both can’t see straight. But I’ve got enough gash hanging off my dick that I don’t need to go through the pains of listening to this bitch go on about her funeral. I shake my head and bring my attention back to my drink. Hard pass, Goldilocks. Hard fucking pass. When you’ve watched a tiny white box the length of your forearm be lowered into the dirt, you hope to never attend another fucking funeral or wake as long as you live. And you sure as fuck don’t make conversation about it either. I knock back the shot, welcoming the burn as the whiskey slides down my throat. I didn’t venture out here to get my dick wet. I came here for one purpose and that’s to get inebriated. I needed a reprieve from the clubhouse, a place to drown my sorrows without any of my brothers standing over my shoulder wondering if tonight is the night, I’ll wrap my bike around a pole. The night is young and I’m just getting started. I turn my head hoping to find my favorite bartender, Emmy, making her way back to the bar but she’s still busy serving the rowdy douchebags sitting at one of the high-top tables across the room. Muttering a curse, I start to turn back to my empty glass, but my eyes seem to have a mind of their own and take a detour, landing on the blonde once again. She tucks some of those golden locks behind her ear and I watch her cheeks hollow as she awkwardly purses her full lips around the straw and sucks back some of her drink. I should look away—pay her no mind—but instead my gaze narrows and trails over her pretty features. From this angle I can’t make out the color of her eyes, but she’s got long lashes and high cheekbones that appear naturally flushed and stand out against her smooth pale skin. A pert little nose, a delicately carved jaw and a plush mouth. Dainty. Feminine. Sexy as fuck in a subtle kind of way. A real fucking looker. “And while I’m at it, I don’t want people to wear black either,” the chatty blonde adds. I wait for her to give me her eyes, but she doesn’t. Lowering her glass, she murmurs, “Life is meant to be lived in color.” I consider that last sentence. People only say that when life hasn’t kicked them in the ass. But life is pretty black and white. We start dying the day we’re born, and in that short life we shoulder more grief than joy. If I was a religious man, I’d tell you the color comes at the end. When our weary bodies are laid to rest and we’re reunited with the ones we’ve loved and lost. But I ain’t that guy either. Cutting my gaze back to my empty glass, I swirl the ice around. “You’ll be dead, color won’t matter.” “Maybe that’s what some people believe but when you’ve lived nearly your whole life in pitch black darkness, you want the celebration of that life to be vibrant as fuck.” I hate that fucking term. A priest said those same exact words at my daughter’s funeral and as soon as he did, I wanted to bury him alive. It isn’t a celebration when a child dies, it’s a goddamn tragedy. I don’t share that with Goldilocks, though, and a moment later her hand slides from the bar, dropping into the pocket of her oversized denim jacket. She pulls out a hand bell and I curiously raise an eyebrow. Pretty, morbid, and peculiar. She lifts the bell over her head, shaking it wildly. The ringing goes right through me like nails on a chalkboard and I cringe. “What the hell are you doing?” I grind out. Ignoring me, she continues to shake the bell, shouting over her shoulder for Emmy to refill her glass. Before I can slide off my chair and grab the offensive bell from her fucking hand, Emmy appears and quickly reaches over the distressed bar, snatching the godforsaken thing from her. Thank fuck. “Jesus, Birdie. You promised me you wouldn’t cause a scene,” Emmy hisses. My gaze cuts back to the blonde. Birdie. Somehow the name suits her. “Yes, and you promised you’d get me drunk, seems to me as though we’re both no good at keeping our word.” She pushes her glass forward and that blank stare fills her face yet again. “I’m waiting,” she presses. Releasing an exasperated sigh, Emmy turns to me and mouths a silent apology. I want to ask her how she knows Birdie, if she’s a regular or just a fucking pain in the ass passing through, but she turns and grabs Birdie’s glass. She fills it with something from the tap and tops it with a one of those tacky paper umbrellas, then slides it back to Birdie, lifting her hand and wrapping it around the glass. “There you go,” Emmy says. That’s when it clicks for me. The blank stare. The comment about living life in the darkness. The fucking bell. I stare at her, more intently this time, working her from head to toe, searching for a clue that might confirm my suspicion, but people don’t walk around with a fucking stamp on their forehead revealing they’re blind, do they? “I’m sorry Ghost my cousin seems to have lost her manners—” Birdie cuts her off. “Can’t lose something you never had, Em,” she says pointedly, tracing the rim of the glass and plucks the little umbrella from it. She flashes a smile and turns her head slightly, giving me a full view of her perfect face and the palest pair of blue eyes, I’ve ever seen. A man can forget his pain staring into those eyes. Believe he’s more than the demons that haunt him. Fuck him harder than he’s ever been fucked before. Lucky for me, the trance is broken when Birdie flicks the paper umbrella at me. I slowly divert my gaze, following the trail of the umbrella as it bounces off my denim clad thigh and falls to the floor. Lifting my chin, I stare at her wordlessly. The girl is quite the character. “Disability pays shit therefore I can’t afford a vacation so I’m going to sit here with my new friend, plan my funeral, and drink until I forget where I am. You game?” I think she’s talking to me. “Birdie,” Emmy hisses. Ignoring her, she lifts the glass. “Bottoms up, buddy,” she croons before pursing her lips around the straw. She takes a long pull, but the alcohol doesn’t quite make it down her throat because she spits it directly in my face. She may be blind, but the girl clearly has zero fucks and one hell of an aim. That’s gotta be some sort of talent. “Birdie!” Emmy chastises, quickly reaching for a rag. “I’m so sorry Ghost.” I don’t have time to reply because Goldilocks goes on a tangent. “Don’t Birdie me,” she hollers. “What the fuck is that a Shirley Temple?” Licking my lips, I take the rag from Em but keep my eyes pinned to Birdie. “Tastes like fruit punch to me,” I deadpan, swiping the rag over my beard. I’m way too fucking straight for all of this. “Fucking fruit punch, Em. Really?” “It wouldn’t hurt to sober you up,” Emmy argues. “Give your liver a rest.” “My liver didn’t ask for a rest, it asked for your best vodka,” she spats. For the first time in a damn long time, I feel the urge to laugh because fuck—she’s funny. But I don’t give in to it and Emmy rolls her eyes, plucking my empty glass from the bar. My features harden and comb my fingers roughly through my hair as she fills the glass to the rim and pushes it toward me. A frown ticks the corners of her mouth as her eyes lock with mine. “I’m sorry, Ghost. I should’ve put her at the other end of the bar,” Emmy murmurs. Emmy’s a good girl from what I know. She shows up for work, never gives Sally any problems and turns her cheek when my brothers roll in, ready to turn shit up. But referring to her cousin as a mundane object while she’s sitting right in front of her—well, that ain’t cool. I steal another glance at Birdie. “I’m blind, Emmy, not deaf. You don’t have to apologize for me, and you certainly don’t have to put me anywhere.” She turns and stares in my direction, not quite meeting my gaze. “What kind of name is Ghost anyway? Your mother didn’t like you very much, did she?” She didn’t but that bitch ain’t responsible for my name. That honor goes to the Satan’s Knights. You see, a ghost can be a lot of things. Unseen. Uncaught. Untraceable. A phantom criminal. Everything I am and all I ever will be. But a ghost can be a memory too. It can be a secret. Or in my case a menace of a man with a broken past, haunted by the grief of losing his infant daughter. I used to close my eyes and see the faces of all my victims, the enemies I eliminated for the sake of my patch. Most of them were vile pieces of shit that got what they deserved; some were just in my way. But now when I close my eyes, I see my baby Abigail floating face down in the bathtub, her lips blue and her skin cold and gray. That sweet scent of a baby after she’s been bathed and swaddled was gone leaving the stale stench of death in its wake. Like I said, a ghost can be a lot of things. I shake the image of Abigail from my head and turn my attention back to Emmy. The girl has been working here long before my club bought a piece of Sally’s and she’s been keeping my glass full since Abigail died. She never asks questions, never gets on my case, but I see the way she looks at me. I recognize the pity every time it surges in her eyes. Taking the glass, I swirl the whiskey around. “Why don’t you just save us both the headache and pour the girl a drink and while you’re at it, leave the bottle of Jack with me.” Emmy’s wary gaze travels from me to Birdie and back to me as I down the whiskey. Yeah, I wouldn’t trust me either. “You heard the man,” Birdie chirps. Lowering my empty glass back on top of the bar, my gaze slides to Birdie. She shucks the oversized jacket from her shoulders, revealing a pair of pink polka dot pajamas and…for fucks sake…are those ducks? Yeah, they sure as fuck are. The girl is wearing a pair of rubber rainboots with ducks printed all over them. She rolls up her sleeves and slaps both hands against the edge of the bar. “Shots! Shots! Shots!” I swipe a hand over my beard and drag my eyes back to Emmy who stares at me like I’ve lost my goddamn mind. I shrug. Maybe I have. The words that come out of my mouth next would surely confirm the notion. “Life is meant to be lived in color,” I say. Then I look back at Birdie. The girl has one hell of a smile. Bright and vibrant as fuck. 2021 © Copyright “Love is Blind” By Janine Infante Bosco

About Janine Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing. When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild. Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself. She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons Joseph and Paul.

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New Release ~ With Love from Paris: Volume 6

Title: With Love from Paris: Volume 6

Series: Voyages of the Hearts
Authors: Aleisha Maree | Amy Cecil | Delaney Foster | Elias Raven | Gabriella Messina | Jade Royal | JA Lafrance | Katherine LE White | Leah Negron | Lilly Black | Lucas Black | Michelle Heron | Riley Bryant | Roux Cantrell | Thia Finn
Genre: Short Story Romance
Release Date: May 25, 2021
Publisher: Royalty Writes Enterprises
Voyages of the Heart:

Passion, adventure, secrets… the cities of the world are each filled with their own unique charm and allure. This season’s authors have taken up their pens to bring you another series of sensational stories destined to capture your heart and bring forth your emotions, one page at a time. So, pack your bags and join us once more on this Voyage of the Heart…

Our destination: Bienvenue à Paris!

With Love From Paris:

Fashion… Food… Fantastique! Escape to the City of Lights, the City of Love as these talented authors lead you on a romantic journey. Stroll the boulevards and arrondissements… Soak up the magic and mystery of this ancient and historic city.

Broken dreams… Changed lives… Your hearts deepest desires await!

Grab your passport, your flight is at the gate! Voyages of the Heart: Paris is about to begin!
 
 

 

Amazon Review – “With Love from Paris is filled with some amazing short stories. Each journey was truly inspiring.”

Amazon Review – “This anthology is filled with some amazing quick reads.”

Amazon Review – “Amazing love stories”

 

 

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Cover Reveal ~ One Little Mistake ~ by ~ Avery Maxwell

Easton Westbrook entered my life like an arrogant, grumpy, wrecking ball, and refused to leave.

One Little Mistake, an all-new enemies-to-lovers romance from Avery Maxwell, is coming July 1st!

Our banter is addicting, and nothing I do or say will make him change his mind. But when his mind becomes focused solely on me, I run.

I can’t afford to give my heart away again. Not when I’m barely surviving with the broken one I have. I have walls up for a reason. Reasons that are none of his business, but Easton is used to getting what he wants. And when he decides he wants me, I’m not sure I’ll survive it.

Lexi Heart entered my life like an arrogant, bossy, she-devil in heels, and I can’t get her out of my head. She’s always ten steps ahead, and I have to admit, I’m intrigued. With every lash of her sharp tongue, she puts me in my place. But when I peel back the layers of her tough girl exterior, I see the broken shell she’s hiding, and my own walls come crashing down.

We quickly learn that what happens in Vegas doesn’t stay there, and I know I’m done for. I want this girl in every sense of the word, but can I convince her to take a chance on us? Or will the damage from her past be too much, even for true love?

Join Easton and Lexi in their highly emotional journey to a happily ever after. One Little Mistake is an enemy to lovers, accidental marriage romance that will draw you in and refuse to let you go.

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About Avery Avery Maxwell is an American Romance Author who loves wine, sexy stories, pizza, and her family.

Avery is a hot mess of a mom to four wildly sweet mini-humans and two fur babies. She spends far too much time in her pj’s and trips over herself multiple times a day. Accident-prone is probably a fair assessment.

Having grown up in small-town Vermont, Avery often jokes about being the most naïve person in the room. Luckily, she’s used that small-town charm to write character-driven contemporary romances that have you laughing one minute, and crying the next.

When she isn’t refereeing (three little boys require a lot of whistle blowing), or cuddled up with her real-life Prince Charming, you can find her tucked away with a bottle of wine (because those steamy scenes don’t write themselves!), or coaching her daughter’s basketball team.

Avery now lives in North Carolina where she brings life, love, and a happily ever after to every character she writes.

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Cover Reveal ~ Rock Star Romance Series ~ by ~ Erika Kelly

 

 

Series: Rock Star Romance Series
Author: Erika Kelly
Genre: Rock Star Romance
Release Date: September 23, 2021
Cover Design: Serendipity Formatting

 

 
If Emmie Valencia can get her brother’s band to the next level, her career will be set. So, if she has to live with five hard-partying guys, it’s worth the sacrifice. And the sizzling connection between her and the cocky, smoking hot, lead singer? Not a problem. She’s been there before and has the broken heart to show for it. She won’t make that mistake again.

Slater Vaughn’s not what he seems. Sure, he’s hot, he’s sexy, and no one can captivate a crowd the way he does. But there’s another side he doesn’t show anyone…except Emmie. She sees right through him, past the wounds, down to his soul. And once he falls, there’s no turning back.

So, it’s a cruel twist of fate that right when Emmie lets down her guard and falls in love, she scores a national tour for the band. They’re opening for the sexy, wildly talented, It girl of the moment. A woman so similar to Slater…it’s like they were meant for each other.

But Slater’s not giving up. He’s all-in. Which means, if Emmie wants her happy ever after, she’ll just have to take a leap of faith.
 
 
Even more than wanting to be a rock star, Derek Valencia wants respect in the music industry. But right when his band hits the big-time, the guys spiral out of control, and the record label threatens to pull its support. So, when their manager hires a minder to keep them in line, Derek’s pride takes a hit. Still, he can’t refuse the help, not when he’s this close to getting everything he’s worked so hard for. And he can’t help the blazing attraction for the babysitter he’s so intent on disliking.

What does Violet Davis know about love and trust? She grew up in the foster care system, shuffled from one home to another. But when she falls for the bass player in the band she’s been hired to look after, something changes in her. She wants him more than she’s wanted anything in her life. For the first time, she’s in love.

Derek’s finally found something that matters more than music—and he’s not letting her go. Not for anything.

But can a woman who craves stability really make it work with a man whose life is spent on the road with his band?
Calix Bourbon might seem like a free spirit, but that’s all a front. In reality he’s just trying to keep his fractured family together while working as a session musician. When Blue Fire hires him to replace their keyboardist, Calix is determined to make the most of the opportunity—but he can’t help being distracted by the band’s sexy personal chef.

Mimi’s temporary gig is great, but she has her heart set on auditioning for a televised cooking show. There’s just one problem: she only has a week to acquire the skills necessary to survive the competition. Luckily, the band’s new keyboard player can teach her exactly what she needs, in the kitchen and in the bedroom…
 

 

When Cooper Hood left Snowberry, Montana ten years ago, he swore he’d never go back to the town that painted him with the same brush as his addict mother. But right in the middle of his band’s national tour he gets a call to come home: his mom’s got a whopper of a secret to reveal.
Daisy Charbonneau’s in trouble. The talent she hired for her resort’s annual Huckleberry Festival’s just bailed on her, and she’s desperate to find a replacement act. Luck turns her way when she discovers her high school crush is back in town — and he happens to be a rock star.
As they work together, a crush deepens into so much more — but who falls in love in two weeks?
Especially when Cooper’s never coming back to town, and Daisy’s never going to leave it.

 

 

You Really Got Me is a slow burn, friends-to-lovers, rock star romance with explosive sexual chemistry and a soulful rocker who falls for his bandmate’s sister. “Slater Vaughn might just be the best book boyfriend I’ve ever come across.” – Obsessed with Romance

 

I Want You To Want Me is a slow burn, enemies-to-lovers, rock star romance about two people who’re bad at love but want to be good for each other. “This is one hell of a book. I just couldn’t put it down. This is definitely a MUST READ!!”

 

Take Me Home Tonight is a slow burn, friends to lovers, rock star romance about a vibrant, passionate woman who brings a wounded musician back to life. “The book is emotional and tremendously sexy— Kelly’s rendering of Calix’s grieving parents is particularly well-done — but it is Mimi’s strength that will linger long after the finish.” – Washington Post Best Romance Novel 2016

 

 

More Than A Feeling is a second chance, rock star romance bursting with off-the-charts chemistry and heat. “Absolutely loved it! I finished this book last night, but I’m still smiling this morning. It’s that good!”

 

 

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Award-winning author Erika Kelly writes sexy and emotional small town romance. Married to the love of her life and raising four children, she lives in the southwest, drinks a lot of tea, and is always waiting for her cats to get off her keyboard. Please note that 10% of the net income of all Erika Kelly books goes to the Semper Fi Fund (semperfifund.org)
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