Cover Reveal ~ Arrogant Arrival ~ by ~ Gail Haris

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Title: Arrogant Arrival

Series: The Cocky Hero Club

Author: Gail Haris

Genre: ROM COM

Release Day: November 29, 2020

Photographer/Designer: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs

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Jolene is done with pilots. She’s better than just another quick lay-over. But dating is difficult with her chaotic schedule in and out of airport terminals and hotel rooms all around the world. She’s tired of watching couples fly off to romantic destinations and families spending vacations together. However, she doesn’t plan to be a flight attendant forever. She just doesn’t know what she wants to do yet. One thing she does know is that she certainly doesn’t want to do that arrogant Greek bastard Jim. Dimitrios “Jim” Georgakopolous is a contract pilot who loves his job — who wouldn’t when you can pick and choose your own schedule and destination? When a flight cancelation turns into the best layover of his life, he suddenly finds he doesn’t want to leave the arms of a certain dark-haired beauty named Jolene. Unfortunately, the storm that stranded them both there compare little to Jolene’s rage when she finds out he’s pilot. Jim never expected to find his airport tryst again. Jolene certainly didn’t expect to be the stewardess on the same plane that Jim’s traveling on to Greece. Will this be a twist of fate or a modern-day Greek tragedy?

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Gail Haris believes in fairytales, love, and laughter as the best medicine. She was born and raised in a small town in the Midwest. After graduating with a degree in Mass Communications, Gail went on adventures traveling in America and Europe. But her favorite adventures are the ones where she gets lost in a book. Her love for reading and traveling lead her to attend book conventions. Those conventions gave her the encouragement she needed to combine her passion for creativity and storytelling. Using coffee and her imagination, she loves writing contemporary romances that blend laughter and true love out of every day chaos. When Gail isn’t day dreaming in front of her computer, she’s busy raising her two daughters with the man of her dreams. She loves traveling with her family, binge watching television series with her husband, singing Disney songs with her daughters, and having huge family and friends get-togethers that involve lots of food and usually a cake. She hopes by following her own dream of becoming an author, she can set an example to her daughters that dreams can become a reality. Maybe she can encourage you too. Never stop believing in love, dreams, and yourself. And coffee…don’t give up on coffee and books 😉

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New Release & Review ~ Behind the Plate ~ by ~ J. Sterling

The most anticipated J. Sterling release of the year is finally here! You’ve waited years to meet Jack Carter’s son and the wait is over! Strap in and enjoy the ride.

Chance Carter is the son of local baseball legend, Jack Carter. Now in his junior year at Fullton State, Chance is facing challenges he never saw coming. Failing a class will stop his draft season short, making him ineligible to play and pushing his goal of professional baseball even further away. In steps Danika, a mouthy tutor from New York, who only wants to help him pass his class… NOT get in his pants. But try telling that to Chance. He doesn’t trust girls and he definitely doesn’t trust his new tutor. A lifetime growing up as a Carter taught him that. But Danika has issues of her own. After an incident that happened last year, she doesn’t trust athletes and wants nothing to do with them. And Chance is no exception. The fireworks explode as the two try to deny the chemistry between them and family secrets are revealed. Chance doesn’t know how to give up on something he wants and he’s decided he wants Danika. There’s just one problem… she has a boyfriend she has no intention of breaking up with. How can he have her when she belongs to someone else?

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Every J Sterling book I’ve read, I have loved and Chance Carter’s story is one of the best! I read book 1 in the Boys of Baseball and oh how I loved Chance. And in reading his story, I need to re-read Jack and Cassie’s story, The Perfect Game. It’s a great story and a great setup to Chance’s story.

Anyway, Chance needs some help with math, which is of course where Danika comes in. Am I the only one who was immediately thinking Danica Patrick…. Oh well, so Danika is the tutor. But SO much more. Danika is not interested in Chance, she has a boyfriend and she doesn’t do the baseball player route. She’s not a cleat chaser.

You can see how this might go but you have no idea. Read the book. Yes, they will end up together – we all want an HEA right? But how they get there. Jessica Sterling is one of my favorite and most sought out authors. So if I see a sale, new release, promo, I’m ON IT!

I can’t wait for Mac’s story. I have soooooo many thoughts but who knows if I am right? 😉

5 stars!

Meet J.

I’m a New York Times and USA Today best selling author of over 18 books! My goal is to write stories that you can get lost in, that will leave a smile on your face and a full heart. If you can forget about the real world while you’re reading and fall in love with my characters, then I’ve done my job. A lot of what I write has real life aspects in it, but that’s what makes the stories so relateable- the fact that they could happen to anyone… and have!

I live in California with my only son, Blake. If you can’t find me sitting behind a computer screen, then there’s a good chance I’m sitting in the bleachers of a baseball stadium watching him play. I love traveling to new places, meeting my readers and living life with the Real Jack Carter. ♡ I know you have a million books to choose from and I am humbled, grateful and thankful each time you choose to read one of mine, or tell someone else to read them. Thank you.

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New Release & Review ~ Just Roommates ~ by ~ Allie York

Crazy Sara embraces her reputation, it doesn’t bother her, because she’s living her best life until her best friend’s brother moves in. New to NYC, Zack needs a place to crash and quickly realizes that his new roomie isn’t as crazy as everyone thinks. Can these two play for keeps or are they just roommates? Readers will fall in love with this roommates romance from Allie York. The 425 Madison series is back with season three and JUST ROOMMATES is live!

Sara

I’m known around 425 Madison, and to my friends, as Crazy Sara. While they never use the nickname to my face, I know my reputation precedes me. That’s just fine with me, after all I’ve got everything I ever wanted. I have an apartment in the swankiest building in NYC, a different date every night, and the future is mine for the taking.

Okay so maybe only one thing is missing – the perfect roommate to keep me company.

Unfortunately, the roommate who wants me is not what I had in mind. And my best friend gave me one rule: Don’t sleep with her brother.

Zack

With an art degree in hand it only makes sense for me to move to NYC. Both of my sisters live here and my new niece. New York has an endless supply of muses for my art and models to entertain.

Things were just fine in my new life, until my sister gets tired of me crashing in her guest room and decides I’ll be the perfect roommate for her friend Crazy Sara. I’m on board with a change of scenery as long as the scenery is my sister’s gorgeous friend. But turns our Crazy Sara isn’t really as crazy as they all claim and she’s not really interested in me – or at least that’s what she claims.

That’s fine, two can play this game.

After all, 425 Madison is the perfect place to fall in love!

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Copyright @ Allie York 2020

“Well?” I jump, brush hovering over the canvas to put the last stroke on my painting. Sara’s voice cuts through all the noise in my head and the acoustic crap coming from my phone. I forgot I turned it on. I drop the brush into the cup of turpentine and look up at her. Sara has her arms to the side, palms up, and spins when I look at her. In true Sara date attire, she’s in a tight dress. The red against her pale skin draws the eye to the short hemline and low neckline. The back dips to the middle of her back, and her hair is piled up on her head to show off her slender neck. Diamond studs, black heels, and red lips solidify the look. Before I met Sara, I never would have looked at a woman dressed like a trophy wife, but suddenly I can’t take my eyes off her.

Sara looks at me for feedback. “You look amazing,” I say it with zero irony. I’ve seen her get dressed and leave for seven dates now, but she’s never asked for my opinion, and I’ve never really noticed how gorgeous she is. Of course, I know she’s pretty, but maybe after seeing her with her face natural, hair wet, and the prettiest I’ve ever seen her, I can appreciate the made up Sara.

“Thanks!” she chirps in her high voice she uses when on the phone, face turning pink.

“Welcome,” I mumble.

“Where is your shirt?” Sara’s eyes rake over me appreciatively.

“Over there.” I point at the table. “Don’t want to get paint on it.” I gesture at the specks of black on my freckled chest.

“Oh, well, don’t wait up, I think this one is a winner.” Sara winks her long lashes and grabs her black wallet from the table next to the door. My stomach twists into a knot, and I take a breath. Why do I suddenly care what she does?

“Good luck. Be safe.” I force a smile. My voice sounds like gravel when I force the words out.

Sara pauses and blinks at me. “I will. Thanks.” I take the four strides to where she’s hovering near the door and put my hand on the knob, putting me only inches from her. Her eyes go wide.

“I’ll lock the door behind you.” I twist the handle, watching the rise and fall of her chest when her breathing picks up. She swallows, big blue eyes staring up at me.

“Thank you.” She clears her throat and shifts uncomfortably.

“Anytime,” I answer after a long pause. I can smell her all around me, feel the tension crackling between us, and lean forward only an inch. Her eyes flutter closed, the gold dusting on them shimmers in the light. I lean in closer, able to feel her breath on my lips, and close my eyes.

The knock on the door makes me jump back, eyes flying open. Sara squeals, stumbling back on her high heels. Her hip bumps the table by the door, and my keys hit the floor with a dull thud. Sara’s chest rises and falls like she just ran a marathon, and my heart might come free of my ribcage. She looks up at me like a deer in headlights, and I must look the same.

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First, I love the 425 Madison series! Second, Crazy Sara is totally one of my favorite characters! I love when a character is so “out there” that the vanilla friends in their life call them crazy. But that’s neither here or there.

Zack is new to NYC and new to rooming with Sara. He was living with his sister until she’s decided he needs to be a roomie with Sara. And so off we go. Sara is all about the good things in life, except she isn’t allowed to sleep with her friend’s hot brother. Of course.

Zack is the first to get through to Sara it seems and gets to the heart of why Sara gives off the good time girl persona.

A great story I will be re-reading when I need a funny, hot story!

5 stars!

About Allie York

Allie is a mom and dog groomer by day. At night she is posted at her laptop writing or reading in a cozy corner. She has a soft spot for gooey romance, over-creamed coffee, and anything cute and furry.

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About the 425 Madison Series

Welcome to 425 Madison Ave the perfect place to fall in love. Rounding out the summer with some hot city nights and coasting into fall with more cool characters at this famous high-rise, 425 Madison is returning for a third season!

With some familiar faces and some brand new residents – you’ll be sure to find an author you love and a trope to ignite your taste buds after all 425 Madison IS the perfect place to fall in love!

We’ve got an amazing line of up must-read romance authors including, Lauren Helms, Allie York

J Marie, Kay Gordon, Marcie Shumway, Aubree Valentine, S.L. Sterling, and Fiona Tulle

Prepare for pages packed with new romances, characters, and tropes all from the same well-loved high-rise apartment building in NYC.

Season One and Two feature stories from some of your favorite romance authors: Leigh Lennon, MK Moore, Allie York, Aubree Valentine, Kay Gordon, Lauren Helms, Sylvia Kane, Katy Ames, KC Enders, Marci Shumway, and C. Lesbirel. All these authors came together, each with a standalone romance for you to enjoy. Covering all of your favorite tropes each tale offers you something new, something different.

Make sure to follow the 425 Madison Avenue Facebook page for more on release dates, cover reveals, and author spotlights. For exclusive excerpts, giveaways, and news subscribe to our 425 Madison newsletter!

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Cover Reveal ~ Chronicles of the Stone Veil series ~ by ~ Sawyer Bennett

From New York Times Bestselling Author Sawyer Bennett comes the Chronicles of the Stone Veil, a five book urban fantasy/paranormal romance series. A departure from contemporary romance, the Chronicles of the Stone Veil is a return to fantasy/paranormal romance, where Sawyer started her fiction publishing journey. Readers can expect to find all the elements they love from Sawyer’s books—strong heroines, alpha heroes, and an epic romance—with a fantastical element to add to their reading experience. Details for the Chronicles of the Stone Veil series are below:

Go to Sawyer’s website for details: Click here to learn more about The Chronicles of the Stone Veil series

The Revelation of Light and Dark

Chronicles of the Stone Veil, book #1

An Urban Fantasy / Paranormal Romance Series | Coming February 9, 2021

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Book Blurb:

I always knew I was different.

From a young age, my mind has been plagued with things only I could see. Some hauntingly beautiful, others completely terrifying. Never knowing if these visions were real or just hallucinations, I learned how to lock them down and ignore them. I learned to take solace in the relative anonymity of city life and find peace in the rainy days my city of Seattle is known for.

But just when I think my life is getting on track and my dreams are achievable, a moment of weakness causes me to learn a hard and fast lesson.

My entire existence has been a lie.

Now I’m faced with a new reality that’s as implausible as it is fantastical. Filled with realms and veils, light and dark, fae and daemons, gods and angels—things I don’t understand but am forced to acknowledge. It doesn’t help that the man teaching me about my unique gifts is the gorgeously handsome Carrick Byrne, one of Seattle’s richest and most powerful men. He intimidates, annoys, and intrigues me all at the same time. I don’t trust him and yet there’s no one else to help me.

No longer certain who to put my faith in, what to believe, or how I fit into it all, one revelation is clear…

The world as I know it will never be the same again.

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A Discovery of Secrets and Fate

Chronicles of the Stone Veil, book #2 | Coming February 16, 2021

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With more questions than answers, Finley Porter continues to seek the truth about her sister, Fallon, the powers held by the enigmatic and secretive Carrick Byrne, and how she fits into it all. When tragedy strikes one of her closest friends, Finley knows it’s time to accept her fate.

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The Evolution of Fae and Gods

Chronicles of the Stone Veil, book #3 | Coming February 23, 2021

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Armed with knowledge she never wanted and facing an enemy she never expected, Finley Porter is determined to learn the motives of the Dark Queen and how to stop her. And while Carrick Byrne continues to help Finley uncover the truth and hone her skills, she suspects his intentions may not be altruistic.

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A Battle of Blood and Stone

Chronicles of the Stone Veil, book #4 | Coming March 23, 2021

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As Finley Porter has learned, the truth is never as it seems. Dark Fae have been sent to destroy her, her past runs much deeper than she could ever imagine, and then there is the matter of Carrick Byrne. Frustrating and infuriating, he holds secrets that reveal the inexplicable connection they have, and that truth could be their undoing.

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The Rise of Fortune and Fury

Chronicles of the Stone Veil, book #5 | Coming April 20, 2021

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The final battle is here, and Finley Porter and Carrick Byrne have determined the missing piece to defeating the Dark Queen. But all victories come at a price, and the cost may be more than they are prepared to pay.

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GIVEAWAY

Sawyer Bennett is giving away a signed paperback of the first book in the Chronicles of the Stone Veil series, The Revelation of Light and Dark, and a $50 Amazon Gift Card. Fill out the form to enter to win. Giveaway ends September 18th.

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AUTHOR INFORMATION:

New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author Sawyer Bennett uses real life experience to create relatable stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From contemporary romance, fantasy romance, and both women’s and general fiction, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone.

A former trial lawyer from North Carolina, when she is not bringing fiction to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to her very adorable daughter, as well as full-time servant to her wonderfully naughty dogs.

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Cover Reveal ~ Tofu Cowboy ~ by ~ Lola West

TOFU COWBOY (Big Sky Cowboys #1) by Lola West
Release Date: October 8th

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Blurb:
She’s a nude model, and her meaty vegetarian cowboy wants a private session.

Tall, blond, rugged Luke Morgan knows how to handle a herd. He’s everything a cowboy should be – but he still feels like the blond sheep in his family because he’s also a soulful artist with a penchant for veggie lasagna.

Twenty-five year old, blue-haired, buxom, beautician Maddie Richards just moved to Conway, Montana. She’s new to small town life, the gossip and the intimacy. Being open and letting people in isn’t what Maddie does best. On a body positive journey, she’s inspired to model nude for a local drawing class.

From the first minute he sees her, up on the podium modeling, Luke can’t take his eyes off Maddie. Their attraction is magnetic, but Maddie has a secret that could ruin everything.

This sexy, smart, rip roaring good time, gallops with tease and titillation and introduces readers to the entire Morgan tribe, a tight knit family of ripped and rowdy ranchers. When the Morgan’s get together, shenanigans abound. If this is your first foray into the Big Sky Boys Series…well, howdy and welcome to the family!

About the Author:
Lola West is the queen of sweet, smart, silly, sexy romance! She has a PhD in woman’s studies and a flair for the dramatic. She likes cotton candy, astronomy, kitten heels and small town hunks. </s

Lola is a pen name.
The minds behind Lola are just like you – everyday people living regular lives, happy to day dream about sexy men and the sassy women they love.

LONG LIVE THE BOOK BOYFRIEND!

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Pre-Order Blitz ~ From Son to Soldier ~ by ~ K.L. Myers

FROM SON TO SOLDIER by KL Myers is releasing on Sept. 21st!

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GREAT NEWS! From Son to Soldier is also available for pre-order for only $.99. Don’t miss out and one-click today! The price will increase to $2.99 upon its release.

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Being part of the Vicci Crime Family isn’t my birthright, but it runs through my blood just as deep as if it were. My destiny was set the minute Angelo Rizzuto married my mother, despite my parents trying to shelter me from it all.

La Cosa Nostra. Before God or family. The vow my father took was the same vow that destroyed everything I knew. And it was now the pledge I honored alongside him.

“With My Life”—words spoken from the deepest depths of my soul, a promise I made to Giovanna Panzica the moment our paths crossed. But I quickly learned that the repercussions that follow one wrong decision can last a lifetime.

My story became a tale of how a vendetta can shape a good boy into an evil man. I don’t know if there’s hope for my soul or if I’m destined to live a life of crime, but I do hope I can keep my promise to Giovanna no matter how my final chapter ends.

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FROM SON TO SOLDIER is a SPIN-OFF to the LOVE AT LAST series. See where it all begins…

A CHANCE AT L.O.V.E
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MEET THE AUTHOR:

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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New Release ~ Mustang Hollywood ~ by ~ Eva Haining

Title: Mustang Hollywood

Series: The Mustang Ranch

Author: Eva Haining

Genre: Small Town Enemies-to-lovers Romance

Release Date: September 3, 2020

Born and raised in the bright lights of LA, J.J. Savage is the king of Hollywood.

Betrayed by his ex-girlfriend and slandered in the press, his star has well and truly fallen. When Hollywood turns its back on their golden boy, Jasper finds himself exiled to small-town Kingsbury Falls for a small-time movie with a B-list cast.

Surrounded by amateurs and angry at the world, he can either walk away, or turn it around, and he didn’t become A-list royalty by resting on his laurels. Putting everything on the line to prove his worth, Jasper’s wholly unprepared for hometown budding actress, Maisie Bryant.

She’s sassy, stubborn, opinionated, sexy as hell, and he can’t stand her.

Maisie Bryant has dreamed of being in movies since she was a kid. Excited at the prospect of being an extra in the new J.J. Savage movie, Maisie is in for the ride of her life when she’s thrust into the path of the bullheaded movie star. Everything about him infuriates her, but she can’t deny the way her body reacts to his movie star good looks.

Forced to find a way to work together, how long can these two fight their undeniable chemistry?

Will Jasper risk his chance at redemption for a woman who makes his blood boil and sets his world ablaze?

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I’m happiest when wandering through the uncharted territory of my imagination. You’ll find me curled up with my laptop, browsing the books at the local library, or enjoying the smell of a new book, taking great delight in cracking the spine and writing in the margins!

Eva is a native Scot but lives in Texas with her husband, two kids, and a whizzy little fur baby with the most ridiculous ears. She first fell in love with British literature while majoring in Linguistics, 17th Century Poetry, and Shakespeare at University. She is an avid reader and lifelong notebook hoarder. In 2014, she finally put her extensive collection to good use and started writing her first novel. Previously published with Prism Heart Press under the pen name Sienna Parks, Eva decided to branch out on her own and lend her name to her full back catalogue! She is currently working on some exciting new projects.

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New Release ~ The Secrets We Keep ~ by ~ Lisamarie Kade

Title: The Secrets We Keep

Author: Lisamarie Kade

Genre: New Adult Romance

Release Date: September 3, 2020

Cover Design: Amanda Walker PA and Design Services

In a blink of an eye life can change, altering the path one is on.

Now living in a new town with a new name, Evie quietly learns to adjust.

When she meets Landon, he captures her attention and makes her feel things she’s never felt before.

But Evie has been dealt a hand she didn’t ask for, one that consists of secrets she can’t tell.

What will happen when those secrets come out of the darkness, revealing a truth she didn’t want exposed?

Can Evie and Landon weather the storm together or will their secrets tear them apart?

“I absolutely loved the characters and the story. Romantic, suspenseful, fun, sexy, and sweet. A great read from an up-and-coming new author.” Jennifer Goodreads reviewer.

“Oh Evie and Landon stole me from the start with this story. These characters were well written. The is a fab debut story from this author.” – Reading with 2 Book Lovers

“A well deserved 4 stars for this author’s debut novel, The Secrets We Keep. The start is fairly sinister and the reminder ran all the way through the story.” – Sandra Loves Reading

Lisamarie Kade lives in the Sunshine State with her husband, loads of children, and 2 naked dogs.

Coffee and chocolate are her go to most days. She believes music is life.

When she isn’t busy with her family she enjoys reading, writing, and going to concerts.

Lisamarie would love to hear from you. Please feel free to reach out and follow her on social media.

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Cover Reveal ~ Falling for Agent Cox ~ by ~ DL Gallie

FALLING FOR AGENT COX by DL Gallie is releasing Oct. 3rd!!!

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Cover Designer: Vanilla Lily Designs

There’s a fine line between love and hate.
And a love fueled from hate, is the strongest of them all.

BAYLOR
My life hasn’t gone as I planned, but it’s all my doing.
I’m given a second chance.
But I didn’t count on him—Agent Corey Cox.
He’s on the straight and narrow, abiding by the rules.
He calms my inner beast and makes me want to be a better person.
When my past reappears, that wildness inside sparks to life again.
Is his love enough to stop me turning my back on everything I’ve worked so hard for?

COREY
I live my life by the book.
Being an agent is everything to me.
The lines are never blurred.
Until her—Baylor Evans.
She’s wild, carefree, and marches to the beat of her own drum.
She brings out a side to me I never knew existed.
When the past catches up with us, everything implodes.
Is my love for her enough? Or will I lose it all?

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Meet the author:
DL Gallie is from Queensland, Australia, but she’s lived in many different places all over the world. She currently resides in Gladstone with her husband and two kids. She and her husband have been together since she was sixteen, and although they drive each other crazy at times, she couldn’t imagine her life without him.

Shortly after her son was born, DL began reading again. With encouragement from her husband, she picked up the pen and started writing, and now the voices in her head won’t shut up.

DL enjoys listening to music, drinking white wine in the summer, red wine in the winter, and beer all year round. She’s also never been known to turn down a cocktail, especially a margarita.

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New Release ~ Forty ~ by ~ Cate C. Wells

Title: Forty

Series: A Steel Bones Motorcycle Club Romance

Author: Cate C. Wells

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: September 2, 2020

Secrets tore us apart…

Nevaeh

I burned my bridges a long time ago and headed for the big city. Life was fast, but I was making it–until I wasn’t anymore. I want a do over. Confront my past. Starting with the man who swore he loved me and left anyway. The big, bad biker who broke my heart.

Forty

I never got over Nevaeh Ellis. Never could forgive her either. My brothers believe she’s disloyal, and there’s no making that right. But why is she back? And why is she so angry? The longer she’s in town, the more I wonder what really happened back in the day. Is she the bad guy–or was I?

There’s no time to figure it out. The feud between my club and the Rebel Raiders is raging out of control, trouble is dogging Nevaeh’s heels, and if I don’t make the right call this time–she’s not gone. She’s dead.

Forty is a steamy, second chance romance. It’s the sixth book in the Steel Bones Motorcycle Club series, but it can be read as a standalone. It is intended for adult readers.

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“Nevaeh is probably one of my favorite characters, definitely top 3…I loved her crazy a**.” JJ, Goodreads

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The lights are still on when I get to the Ellis place, an old rancher out towards the river. I pull off onto the front lawn, and it’s like no time has passed. I haven’t been out this way since I came home. There’s been no reason. Barrow Road is a country lane that leads to nothing but shotgun shacks and flood plain.

As I slam the truck door, I can almost hear Nevaeh’s mom primly ordering me to stop tearin’ up the grass. Even in the dark with no porch light, it’s obvious no one much cares about the lawn these days. I heard that when Nevaeh’s stepdad passed, Mrs. Ellis moved to Florida, leaving Lou the house. Looks like he takes care of it about as well as any guy in his twenties who installs cable and plays bass in a jam band.

There are two overturned buckets by the front step with cigarette butts scattered around, a few empties on the step itself. Mrs. Ellis’ kissing Dutch couple is knocked over, and at some point, someone mowed around it, so the little boy and girl are lying flat in an island of tall weeds.

Lou’s work van, his bike, and a beat-up, red Hyundai take up the short driveway. Must be Nevaeh’s ride. Back left tire is low.

Clearly, they’re home, and my truck’s not subtle. I’m surprised no one’s looked out yet.

I hop up on the running board, reach through the open window, and lay on the horn. Mrs. Ellis used to hate when I did that. She’d hassle Nevaeh, tell her only sluts go running when a man honks. Nevaeh’d cry about it, but it was always easy to distract her. She was the kind of girl who wanted to be happy.

I told her I’d walk up to the door—it was the right thing to do, even I knew that—but she didn’t want me anywhere near her folks. Guess they didn’t approve of me.

Still no movement in the house. I lean on the horn again, and I keep the pressure on until I see the curtains flutter. Then the porch light flickers on, the door flies open, and there she is. Every muscle in my body goes as hard as stone.

I round the truck, stalk forward, my legs drawn to her, my brain struggling keeping up. Nevaeh Ellis. She’s here. In real life.

She’s the same. But more.

The force of her standing there sends a sizzle of electricity down every nerve, priming me like the sound of gunfire.

She’s framed by the doorway, backlit, her mess of curls still the biggest thing about her. No matter that round ass and those thick thighs, she’s so damn small. Short and compact. She’s got her hands on her hips, and damn, but they’re even curvier than I remember.

“Lay off the horn, asshole!”

I already have. I’m nearly on her; she’s almost in my arms. I need to see her face, plunge my hands in that wild hair, shake her and make her cry and take her mouth until she whimpers with need. I’m furious, horny, and crushed, sickened by the weight of time passed. It’s been too long.

Then when I get four, five feet away, her chin loses the arrogant tilt. She crosses her arms, hugging herself. Glances over her shoulder into the house. Is she scared? Nevaeh Ellis? No way.

Still, I stop. I’m a few steps away from the porch, and I can make out every inch of her now. She’s wearing a white, long-sleeved sweatshirt with a rainbow across the chest. It’s cropped, revealing the gentle swell of her belly. She’s got on a pair of white boy shorts, so tight I can see the cleft of her pussy lips.

I stand, shoulders back and level with my chest, heels together, arms at my side. I realize as I’m doing it that I’m standing at attention, presenting myself to her, and blood rushes to my cock. My cock’s as ready as it’s ever been. It takes everything in me to be still while she fidgets, gnawing her bottom lip, scratching her heel with the toe of the opposite foot.

Then her big, brown eyes dip below my belt. She snorts, the fear or whatever it was gone. “At least someone in this town is happy to see me.” Her gaze slides to my truck. “Where’s your bike?”

My face burns, but damn if my cock doesn’t press harder against my zipper. “Where are your pants?”

She rolls her eyes. “Same place you left your manners, I suppose.” She wrinkles her nose. “No, hi, Nevaeh? How are you? Long time, no see?”

“Hello, Nevaeh.”

I’m close enough to see her shiver when I say her name. Goosebumps pucker her belly and legs. It’s early spring, and it’s cold out here. Where’s her jacket? Where are her shoes? She’s in her socks. White with pom poms on the heels. They’ve got to be filthy on the bottoms.

She ducks her head, suddenly shy, and her hair shifts. I see a bruise above her eye. It doesn’t look fresh, but it’s hard to tell with the shadows. I steel myself as a wave of aggression rolls over me.

I jerk my chin toward the shiner. “Danielle fix your face?”

“Which one’s Danielle? The one with the hair or the one with the eyebrows.”

“The eyebrows.” I can’t act like I don’t know what she means. Danielle paints those suckers on. They make an impression. Cheyenne must be the one with the hair. It’s always some color or another.

“Nah. That one’s all mouth.”

“What were you doing at the clubhouse?”

“Looking for you.”

“We have no business.”

“I wanted to talk.”

“I’ve got nothing to say to you.”

She winces like she’s hurt. Fuck. My abs tense, and my fingertips twitch, like they want to grab the words back.

She swallows, and her gaze dips before rising again. “You look different.” Her voice is shy.

She doesn’t look different at all. Except for the tiniest laugh lines at the corner of her eyes and twenty or so extra pounds, most packed on her ass and thighs, she’s the same. Messy. Squirmy. Beautiful.

“You’re taller than I remember.” She offers me a half-smile, a quirked corner of her mouth. My breath catches in my lungs.

I am taller. I left for basic before that last growth spurt. I got on a plane, and she got under every asshole she could the minute the wheels took off from the runway. Several helpful sweetbutts sent me blurry pics. Nevaeh sitting in some loser’s lap. Nevaeh grinding on a Rebel Raider at a bonfire. The stale, familiar rage rocks me in my boots.

What am I doing here? I was having a nice dinner with a nice woman, and I dropped her off early to drive out to the boondocks and waste time on a crazy bitch who couldn’t stay faithful for a week. I’m a fool. I need to say my piece and get gone.

But all the words I want to say would shame me as a man. No matter what a woman shows herself to be, it isn’t right to call her names to her face.

“Well? You gonna stand there and hate fuck me with your eyes all night long?” She raises her eyebrows. She’s got nerve. Always did.

“You gonna stand there and act all innocent?”

“Not all night, no.” She taps her foot. My pulse skyrockets.

“Why did show up at the clubhouse? You know you’re not welcome. What’s your game, Nevaeh?”

“No game.”

I bark a bitter laugh. “It was always a game with you.”

She snorts, but her eyes drop to the ground. “I guess it would have seemed that way.”

“It was that way. How long after I left before you were spreading your legs for any random asshole? Did you even wait until I left?”

She wrings her hands and rocks on her feet. She was always fidgeting like that. I attributed it to nervous energy, but from where I stand now? It looks like guilt.

“I never cheated on you.”

“Bullshit.”

“I know what it looked like.”

“I got pictures of you crawling on men from here to Pyle. You flashed Heavy your tits and asked him if he wanted to fuck.”

She opens her mouth to protest, but I guess she thinks better of it. Instead, she draws in a deep breath, and instead of hanging her head again, she comes at me with those huge, brown eyes.

“Yeah. I did do that.”

I wait. Crickets chirp. Leaves whisper in the huge maple beside the house. What am I even waiting for? An apology? An explanation? As if anything she said—then or now—would change anything. She’s disloyal. Selfish. Nuts.

Her throat bobs as she swallows, and she shifts. It’s like she’s waiting, too. What for? What’s her game now?

“You seriously want me to believe you never cheated? If you didn’t, it wasn’t for lack of trying.”

Fuck. Why do I still care about this at all? It happened a lifetime ago. I’ve been around the world since Nevaeh Ellis. Stared death in the face. Came out the other side, scarred and fucked up, sure, but alive.

And some girl screwing around on me back in the day has got me this twisted? Why am I not at my house in Gracy’s Corner right now, balls deep in Amanda or Amelia or whatever her name is?

Nevaeh chews on the inside of her cheek, and stares at her feet. “I wanted you to get jealous and come home. Or, like, confront me. I was desperate. I wasn’t thinking straight.” She glances up, and her eyes are shining.

The tears piss me off. “That’s childish as hell.”

“I was a child!” Her voice breaks, and there’s pain in it. Something inside me lurches for her, and I barely stop myself from loping up the steps and folding her in my arms.

That hurt in her voice? It’s fake as hell. She’s not innocent. She never was. She’s a liar.

I’m about to tell her so and bail, but she keeps going.

“You know, I’m still mad, too.”

She scrubs angrily at her eyes, dashing away those tears.

“I hate you, too, so you can just fuck off with your wounded, wronged man routine. You said you’d always be there for me? Well, you weren’t, and I know that’s the way the world works, and you’re a hero or whatever, but you can just fuck yourself, Forty Nowicki. And fuck your fancy ass truck and fuck you coming here with lipstick on your collar. You look like a detergent commercial.”

I glance down. Oh. There’s a hot pink smear on the shoulder of my shirt.

Nevaeh spins on her heels and flings the screen door open. I start forward—to do what, I don’t know— but she suddenly changes her mind and whirls back around. Her shoulders are heaving, her entire body wired. Then she sucks down a deep breath, like she’s steadying herself, and she exhales slowly.

“I’m sorry. That’s not what I planned on saying. I was going to apologize for what I did back then. It was immature, and it was selfish and messed up, and I knew it was stupid and wrong at the time, when I was doing it, but…I was…I had my reasons, okay? And they weren’t good reasons, but I was young, and I know that’s no excuse. But still. I’m sorry. That’s what I had meant to say.”

She pauses for air, and then she waits, fingers plucking nervously at the hem of her sweatshirt.

I don’t know what to say. My brain’s on overload, glitching with the desire to grab her, shake her or throw her into the truck, tear those white panties to the side and fuck her raw, or curse her until she cries. My mind’s a wreck, like I’m eighteen again, and I know nothing.

I can’t act, can’t find words to say, so all I do is stare.

God, I’ve missed the shape of her. The way her tits slope to a peak. She’s clearly not wearing a bra under the crop top, and her nipples are hard. I manage to drag my gaze away, and then my eyes are instantly drawn to the swell of her hips and the crease where her thighs press together. Those twenty pounds found the right places. She’s all sex. All bounce, all curves.

And she’ll pass it around to anyone and lie about it to your face.

“Aren’t you gonna say something?” Her voice is small. Meek. She’s not meek.

“How many?” I shouldn’t care. I should turn around, get back in my truck, and let the past be the past.

“What?”

“How many other guys did you fuck when we were together?”

“I told you. None. I never did. I was…I don’t know how to say it. I was trying to make you jealous. I had this idea in my head that you could come back if you really wanted to. I mean, I knew better. I’m not stupid. But…” Her brow furrows, and she presses her fingers to her temple. “It was magical thinking, I guess.”

“No, you weren’t stupid, Nevaeh. You understood the deal. You leave basic, you’re A.W.O.L. Everyone knows that.”

“I never wanted you to go.”

“It was for us.”

She shakes her head, in denial or disapproval, I don’t know. The stale rage rises in me again. Same old argument. Meaningless now.

“What was I gonna do here?” I ask. “Pump gas? Drywall?”

“You would have been there for me. And yeah, pump gas. You too good to pump gas?” Her face is flushing red. I remember the look. She’s holding on to her temper by a thread. “I’m not saying what I did made sense. I was young, and I was…confused by a lot of shit.”

“Confused? Is that what you call it? That’s all you got to say in your defense?”

She balls her fists. “I’m not gonna stand here on the porch and spill my guts to you.”

“No. You were gonna spill your guts at my clubhouse, in front of all my people. You always did have to put on a show, didn’t you?”

Her brown eyes spark. “It always took a show to get through to you, didn’t it?”

“You could have talked to me.” I’m shouting. Fuck. I don’t shout.

“You left. And then you rang me up one Sunday, called me trash, and told me we’re done. And then you blocked me. How was I gonna talk to you?” Her voice cracks; her eyes darken. She’s remembering.

There’s no reason for the pit in my stomach. What she says is exactly how it went down. What did she expect?

“You came onto Heavy and asked him to fuck you.”

“Yeah. Not one of my finer moments.” She sniffs. Is she really crying? “I should’ve given up way before then. Packed my stuff and blown town with a little dignity left, you know? But I was such a stupid, little kid. I guess I thought you’d get so pissed, you’d demand that I tell you what’s going on, and I’d have no choice, right? You’d ride to the rescue and solve all my problems and make everything okay. I know, that was insane to put on an eighteen-year-old three hundred miles away in basic training, but you know what? You were my knight in shining armor.” She snorts.

“What was going on?” I can hardly follow her; she’s making no sense.

She blinks and glances over her shoulder like she hears a noise behind her. Must be Lou.

“It doesn’t matter now. We were kids. I’m sorry for how I acted. That’s all I wanted to say. If it makes you feel better, I lost all my friends, and it wasn’t easy, starting over in Pyle.”

I feel unsteady, as if my feet aren’t on firm ground. “Why now? Why come around now?”

“Better late than never?”

I scrub the back of my neck in frustration. “Can you just be straight with me? For once?”

She draws in a shaky breath. “I guess I’m trying to put some things right.”

“Why?”

“Does there have to be a reason?”

And there it is. The reason this isn’t gonna end with peace between us. She can’t be straight. People like her never change. Answer a question with a question. It’s all a game. And maybe her crazy was hot as shit when I was a teenager, but I’m a grown man now, and this kind of bullshit is just sad.

I don’t care if she’s working the ninth step, or she’s on some kind of journey to find herself. It doesn’t matter that my dick’s harder than it’s been in years, and I haven’t thought about the pain in my arm once the entire time we’ve been talking. I don’t need this in my life.

“I tell you what, Nevaeh. It doesn’t matter. You’ve said your piece. Now stay away from the clubhouse. Stay away from me and my brothers. We’re done now. For good.”

She takes a half step back. I guess she thought this conversation was going a different direction. Maybe for a second, before I remembered the complete havoc she wrought on my life, it was.

But fool me twice, shame on me, right?

She opens her mouth, as if she’s gonna argue. But then she sighs instead. She lifts a shoulder and flashes a weak smile. “Okay, Forty. It was good to see you.”

And then turns on her heels and disappears into the house, the screen door swinging shut behind her. My gut drops and for a second, my body mindlessly lurches forward, demanding that I take her back.

She’s gone too quick.

I’m left standing in the front walk, my brain spinning.

This is what I wanted, right? I don’t need to relive my worst choices. I was given a second chance when they pulled me from the wreckage of that chopper, and I’m not using that gift to take a walk down some misguided memory lane.

I force my feet to move toward my truck, drag my body into the driver’s seat.

I did what I came to do. She’s not going to cause a problem again.

I’m satisfied.

And it feels like shit.

Cate C. Wells is the author of the Steel Bones Motorcycle Club series. She writes gritty, real, emotionally satisfying romance. She’s into messy love, flaws, long roads to redemption, grace, and happy ever after, in books and in life.

Along with stories, she’s collected a husband and three children along the way. She lives in Baltimore when she’s not exploring America with the family. #allfiftystatesWant a heads up on new releases and special offers? Sign up for my newsletter at catecwells.com

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