Cover Reveal ~ Under the Cover of Darkness ~ by ~ Emma Luna

 

 

Title: Under the Cover of Darkness

Series: Twisted Legends Collection
Author: Emma Luna
Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance
Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Romantic Suspense, Rockstar, Twisted
Release Date: August 16, 2022
Cover Design: Dani René at Raven Designs

 

 

 

ADDY
I thought the suffocating loneliness of the last two years was bad, but then I was sent to Lakeridge Psychiatric Facility.
On the outside it’s disguised as helpful brochures and friendly doctors who have vowed to help, but the real truth is just below the surface, lurking in the shadows, and haunting my dreams.
At night he comes–taunting and abusing me. Bending me to his will, and making sure no one believes me.
That is until Dylan.
I can touch him and see him, but if my mind is capable of creating such horrors like my nightmares, can I trust that he’s real?
DYLAN
I’m no stranger to breaking rules and living on the edge. I guess it kind of comes with the territory of being a rockstar. But when I’m forced to attend Lakridge to serve my time and get sober, I’m met with the one thing I know I can’t have.
Addy.
I know we don’t have a chance, not unless I want to get kicked out of here, made to finish my sentence in a proper prison. Still, something about her calls to me.
There is more to the marks on her pale skin than the doctors say, and her nightmares seem to be a little too real.
Digging deeper into the madness, I’m left to question, can nightmares really leave scars? Or am I becoming mad too?

 

 

Emma Luna is a USA Today Bestselling dark romance author from the UK. In a previous life she was a Midwife and a Lecturer, but now she listens to the voices in her head and puts pen to paper to bring their stories to life. In her spare time, when she should be sleeping, she also loves to edit, proofread, and format books for other amazing authors.
Emma’s books are dark, dangerous, and devilishly sexy. She loves writing about strong, feisty, but underestimated women, and the cocky, dirty-mouthed men they bring to their knees.
When Emma isn’t writing, promoting, or editing books she can be found napping, colouring in adult colouring books, and collecting novelty notebooks. She also enjoys coffee and gossiping with her mum, playing or having hugs with her gorgeous nephew, who is the light of her life, stealing her parents dog Hector, and curling up on the sofa to watch a film with Mr Luna. Oh and for those of you that don’t know, Emma is a hardcore Harry Potter fan—Team Ravenclaw!!
Thank you for taking a chance on a crazy Brit and the voices inside her head. That makes you a true LUNAtic now too!

 

 
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New Release ~ Summer Salvation ~ by ~ Rebecca Gallo

Title: Summer Salvation
Series: Summers in Seaside Series #1
Author: Rebecca Gallo
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Single Dad-Nanny Romance
Release Date: July 11, 2022 
After my marriage ends in disaster, it’s time to move on.
The only problem is navigating my new life as a single father.
The solution? Hire a nanny.
So, when my kids run into Hadley Gerard, I spontaneously offer her the job.
But my return to business as usual is foiled by my growing attraction to the charming green-eyed nanny living under my roof.
The more time we spend together, the more my desire for her grows. Until finally, I give in and claim her.
She’s only in Seaside for the summer, the perfect temporary distraction for my weary heart. The last thing I expect is to fall in love.
When my world erupts once again in chaos, I’m not sure if Hadley and I can survive. Only time will tell if she’ll be my salvation or a summer fling.
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Welcome to Summers in Seaside, a small town located along the Oregon Coast and home of the Seaside Festival. This brand new series of short contemporary romance stories is filled with sun, sand and summer adventures that will tug at your heart strings.

 

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Rebecca Gallo was first indoctrinated into the romance genre by her babysitter who watched hours upon hours of daytime soap operas. She harbored many inappropriate crushes on fictional characters such as John Black from “Days of Our Lives,” Orry Main from the mini-series “North & South,” and Edward Fairfax Rochester from Jane Eyre. She is still in love with Davy Jones from The Monkees.

Rebecca currently lives in Southern Arizona with her family and a tuxedo cat with a limp. When she isn’t swooning over book boyfriends or dreaming up romances, she can be found educating the youth of America. Or eating tacos.

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New Release ~ Light the Fire ~ by ~ Natalie Sloan

Title: Light the Fire
Series: Revolution Inferno Book One
Author: Whitley Cox writing as Natalie Sloan
Genre: Dystopian, Reverse Harem, Alpha Male, Romantic Suspense
Release Date: July 9, 2022 
Revolution Inferno Series, Book 1
A reverse harem dystopian novel.
Scorched earth will be the least of their problems when she’s through with them.
My entire life has been spent in a cage.
I’m the only one of my kind. A triple threat.
They keep me locked away, drawing my unique blood to transfuse into others so they may possess my skills.
I’m too valuable to be set free or used as the assassin I’ve trained as since I was three.
I am not a vessel.
I am not simply a bag of blood.
I am a human being—female—and we are dying out.
But I will fight until my last breath for the freedom I finally grasp.
And those who betray me will wish they were never created.
I am Haina, a triple threat Hellcat, the Angel of Death, and I will build my army, and together we will light the fire of revolution and rise from the ashes to start a fair and just new world ruled by the most compassionate, the most honest, and the most powerful: women.
Notes from the author
* Multiple POVs and first person.
* This is a MFMM romance. There are no MM romantic scenes or MM romances.
* This is a reverse harem novel, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. There is no cheating, no cliffhanger (to their romance arc) and definitely a happy ending.
* Book 2 will follow four new characters, as will Book 3, with the series arc coming to an end in Book 3.
* Please note that this book is set in a post-apocalyptic world where not only has eighty percent of the human population died, but the ice caps have melted, the oceans have warmed and the geographical landscape of the world as we know it has changed due to the drastic rise of sea levels. The author did consult with an environmental and climate specialist to see what the world is projected to look like in 400 years, but some creative liberties have been taken to enhance the story
 
 

 

“This book was something totally new for me. Dystopian novels are something that usually take too much for my brain to process. This one was not. I loved how I could understand and follow everything that has happened to our world (not gonna lie. It scared me how possible it is). Truly an amazing story and I cannot wait for more of this world..”
– @dangrdonne ~ Donna Smith ~ ★★★★★ Bookbub Review

“Hot hot hot!! Wow! The spicy level was insane!!! Loved every page of it and can’t wait to read more!! – @mt032 ~CK ~ ★★★★★ Bookbub Review

“This book was incredible and the author did a fantastic job with her research! The science and how the world may very well look after global warming was amazing! I loved this book and the action in it didn’t disappoint! There was a twist at the end that had me going oh no.” – Rachael Kaup ~ ★★★★★ Amazon Review


“I read the whole book in one day!! I loved it so much. Very steamy! I would recommend this book to everyone!!!” – Nicole ~ ★★★★★ Goodreads Review

A wolfish smile claimed his mouth as he continued to slide his hand back and forth, moving his fingers against the sensitive skin of my belly. 

“Would you like me to make you purr, Kitten?” he asked, dropping his mouth next to my ear, the warm puffs of his breath sending waves of pleasure straight down to my pussy. 

I swallowed. 

“Do you know what that little button between your legs is called? The one you love to rub until you’re panting and moaning down here on the bed that we all share.”

I shook my head. “No.”

“It’s called the clit. And the best way to push that button is by sucking on it.”

My lips parted, and I snagged his gaze as he lifted his head away from my ear. “C-can you show me?” Oh my God, what was I doing? Why I was I asking Zane of all people to show me this? He hated me and I’d given up trying to figure out why. 

I didn’t care. Yes, you do.

Whatever. I was trying not to care.

Besides, how Zane felt about me didn’t matter. Rix, Jorik and I were building a friendship, I didn’t need Zane. And yet, nothing could have moved me from that spot, or stopped me from asking him to show me. Because at that very moment, there wasn’t anything I wanted more.

That dark, wicked smile was back, the one that transformed him from a miserable grump to a sinfully delicious god who seemed hell-bent on destroying me in the best possible way. 

“Oh, Kitten,” he groaned as his fingers slid just a little farther beneath my pants, setting my body on fire. 

His mouth hung just over mine, and I could smell the mint on his breath. 

Even though Rix was always chewing on them, we’d all taken to grinding them into a paste to clean our teeth, and occasionally chewing on them, too. 

I knew this was a game. He was playing me some how, he had to be. 

But I did not care. 

My body was scorching hot, and it seemed that Zane was the only person onboard who could help tame those flames.  

Our eyes locked, and I studied the deep, mesmerizing gray of his irises. Specks of silver and white seemed to move and shimmer as his pupils widened and his lids fell heavily. 

I gasped when his teeth caught my bottom lip in a bite that sent pain laced heavily with pleasure right down to my clit. 

My hips lifted again. Why were they doing that? But the movement pushed his fingers even lower beneath my pants, where I ached for him to touch me. Where I’d been touching myself more and more over the last few days, feeling bliss unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. 

“Why do you … hate me?” I whispered, squeezing my eyes closed and dropping my head back at the same time he dipped his mouth to the side of my neck and scraped his teeth along my carotid artery. 

“I don’t hate you, Kitten,” he murmured, nipping a spot just below my ear.

“You sure act like it,” I countered, struggling to get the words out as my body became a maelstrom of divine sensations. As his touch grew more avid, I struggled to pick up on anything but our raging pulses and the musky, woodsy scent of the man looming over me. 

“You’re …”

“A liability?” I asked. My deadpan gaze met his and challenged him to call me what he’d called me before. Because we both knew that I wasn’t, at least not anymore. I was learning how to compartmentalize, and I’d already proven myself to be a valuable member of this team, if that’s what we were. I provided food for us. I kept watch while they slept. I wasn’t their charge. I wasn’t a princess incapable of defending herself and in need of brave soldiers defending her. 

His head shook but just barely. “A source,” he said, though it sounded like he was forcing the words out when they didn’t want to be said. 

My eyes widened, and I went to push him away, but he held me firm in my small space beneath his body, not that I truly struggled. Because I could push him off me. 

Then why wasn’t I?

“There’s so much that you just don’t know,” he said, his eyes burning into mine and lighting an even hotter fire in my belly than a moment ago. 

“Then tell me.” I lifted my chin in challenge. “Or do you prefer to keep me in the dark?”

His chuckle held only a hint of amusement, and for a breath, we just held each other’s gaze. 

A flash of white anger rushed through me. He was deliberately pushing me, but why? I was aroused beyond measure, desperately wanting him to move his hands between my legs and put his mouth on my clit and show me how sucking it made me come even more than just rubbing it, but despite the inferno in his eyes, I could also see that he was holding back and struggling to do so. 

Natalie Sloan is the mother of two gorgeous, wild little girls, and married to her high school sweetheart. She’s traveled the world, taught abroad, and now she and her scientist husband with their kids, dog and betta fish call Nanaimo, BC home. She loves writing filthy romance that tugs at your heart strings until you think they might snap, with cantankerous heroes and steel-spined heroines.
 

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Book Tour ~ Gamble’s Risk ~ by ~ Karen Renee

Title: Gamble’s Risk
Series: Riot MC Biloxi Series
Author: Karen Renee
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: June 28, 2022
Cover Design: Karen Renee
Photographer: Golden Czermak @FuriousFotog
Cover Model: Brandon Schlaegel

 

“This book is one of the best books I have read this year. Absolutely I adore this author bc her works bring you into this other world.” ~ Spunk N Sassy (Julie)

 

Gamble clings to two things: the Riot MC brotherhood and a grudge against his sister’s attacker. When his grudge brings danger to an innocent woman, it sends him into a tailspin. Dumping a woman at the clubhouse —as a message for Gamble— enrages the Riot MC brothers, but Gamble risks his life in order to mete out vengeance.

 

 
Victoria’s recovery is slow and arduous. He’s determined to help her heal and move on.
 
After tragedy strikes, the last place Victoria expects to be is in Gamble’s room. She doesn’t want him to see her broken. She definitely doesn’t want his help to recover. He won’t have the patience for a woman whose spirit is shattered. Proving her wrong, Gamble refuses to leave her alone. The more he builds her trust, the more she battles her growing desire for him.
 
As a public defender, Victoria knows she should stay far away from the outlaw biker. But, the blue-eyed outlaw with a sexy Southern drawl argues with her like he’s opposing counsel. They cannot fight their overwhelming attraction. Their relationship grows and changes until they realize they need the same things.
Justice.
And each other.

 

 

Gamble grabbed my right hand, then reclined the passenger seat while I drove us home. 

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“I’m good.”

“Good at lying,” I said.

“Kitten, it’s been two weeks since I got out of the hospital. I’m getting better.”

I nodded at the windshield. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you needed to stand around for an hour with Brute while Aubrey had her practice.”

He didn’t say anything to that. At a traffic light, I glanced at him. He had a big, beautiful smile on his face. The joy in his expression almost made me think he was stoned, but I knew better.

“What are you smiling about?”

His eyes stayed closed as he said, “I’m fucked, but I like it.”

“Pardon?”

He opened his eyes. “It’s always gonna be like this, isn’t it?”

The light changed, I faced forward, and we motored onward. “Is what going to be like this?”

“Us. The bickering, the fussing… and even your girl Heidi fussing over me. That’s how it’s going to be, isn’t it?”

I pressed my lips together. “I don’t know,” I murmured.

His seat came forward. “You know, and it’s true.”

We were in the driveway. I tried to wrest my hand free, but Gamble hit the clicker with his free hand. I pulled the car forward and he hit the clicker again. He let my hand go so I could park and turn off the engine.

Gamble shifted and cupped my cheeks. “You love me, right?”

My chin dipped. “More than I knew I could love anyone.”

His eyes lit up. “Right. And I’m yours in a way I never knew I could belong to anybody.”

“Okay,” I said hesitantly. “What brought this on?”

“You’re mine the same way right? You belong to me?”

I nodded… still hesitant.

“That’s what the property patch is about, kitten. At least for me. I see a woman with a brother’s patch on her back, it doesn’t just tell me she’s off-limits. It tells me that brother found a woman he cares enough about to make her his. And crazy as you might find it, that makes me happy for that man.”

I nodded and his hands fell away. “But some of your brothers haven’t put cuts on their women. I haven’t seen Kenzie wearing anything like that or Trinity.”

Gamble laughed. “Kenzie was wearing one at the Fourth of July party, but you probably didn’t notice because of Stephanie accusing her of cheating at cornhole.”

“Okay, fine. And Trinity?”

A lopsided grin crossed his face. “You might say Trinity made Roman hers, but really, you’d have to ask Roman about that. I don’t know why he hasn’t given her a cut, and God knows Sandy has to be nagging the hell out of Roman about it.”

“That’s not saying much. I think she enjoys nagging your brothers.”

“Yeah. But, we recognize women have rights. Set your feminism aside. If I give you a property cut, it’s an honor, Victoria.”

 

 
 
Karen Renee is the author of the Riot Motorcycle Club, Beta, and O-Town series of books. She once crunched Nielsen ratings data but these days she brings her imagination to life by writing books. She has wanted to be a writer since she was very young, but it’s taken the last twenty plus years for her to amass enough courage and overall life experience to bring that dream to life. Some of those life experiences came from the wonderful world of advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native. When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.
 

 

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Cover Reveal ~ What’s It Gonna Take ~ by ~ Lacey Black

 

Title: What’s It Gonna Take
Series: Burgers and Brew Crüe #5
Author: Lacey Black
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Melissa Gill Designs
Photo: Wander Aguiar Photography
Model: James Clippinger
Release Date: August 9, 2022

 

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Garreth

 

From the first moment I saw Reagan Turner at the bar and restaurant I help manage, I was drawn like never before. She was dating someone at the time, which meant she was off-limits, until the jerk broke up with her. I can’t get her out of my head, can’t stop wanting to kiss those perfectly lush lips. Fighting this attraction has been my kryptonite.
So, I give in to temptation.
Now, all bets are off. One touch, one kiss, one night will never be enough. Of course, I wasn’t factoring in us working together, which means I have to keep my desire—and my hands—to myself.
Should be easy enough.

 

Reagan

 

There’s something about the charismatic, flirty bar manager that pulls me in. When my boyfriend breaks up with me via text message, I suddenly see Garreth Taylor in a whole new light. He’s gorgeous, fun, caring, and everything a single woman could ever want. And for some reason, he seems to have his sights set on me, even if he doesn’t say it outright.
So, I make the first move.
The result is both explosive and dynamic, and before I know it, one night turns to two. He has a hang-up, however, about being professional while at work, and draws a line in the sand.
Looks like I’ll have to show him how fun it can be to cross it.

 

 

 

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My blood is boiling.

 

What kind of douche canoe sends a text to break up with a woman, and then shows up at the same place said woman you just broke up with is eating dinner?
Justin fucking Morales, that’s who.
I want to punch him in his smug, dirtbag face, but I won’t because my employers frown upon it. Well, maybe not Jameson as much as the others, especially when he hears what happened to his wife’s cousin. He’d probably jump to the head of the line to knock out a few teeth.
I remember growing up with Jameson and Walker. They definitely weren’t afraid to get into parking lot scuffles. We didn’t hang in the same circles, but I never had any issues with them. I was just more focused on getting good grades, playing baseball, and getting into college.
Reagan approaches where I stand, eavesdropping on her confrontation and not ashamed in the least. Her eyes are cast down at first, and when they finally meet mine, I can see her embarrassment and anger swirling together like a tornado. Part of me wants to reach out and pull her against my chest, vowing to kick his ass for hurting her, but I know she won’t appreciate that right now.
Instead, I go to the one place I know will get a reaction out of her. “I’m so turned on right now,” I mutter, throwing her a wink and a smile.
And just like that, the shock and rage reflecting in her stunning eyes falls away and is replaced by laughter. “Oh my God,” she sputters through her giggle fit. “What is wrong with you?”
See? This right here. I’d rather see her happy and laughing instead of what that asshole made her feel like. When she smiles, there’s this light that surrounds her. It’s vibrant and makes me feel like I won a million dollars or something equally as badass.
“You wound me, love.” I place a hand over my heart and sigh dramatically.
Reagan rolls her eyes, much as I’d expect her to. “You’re nuts.”
I sober and step closer, greedily breathing in her sweet scent. “Do you want me to drop a drink in his lap? Or maybe step on his patty before I serve it? I’d do it in a heartbeat, for you,” I tell her, only half-joking.
Reagan gives me a sad smile, and Jesus, I don’t like it. “I do appreciate the offer, but I don’t think that’s necessary. Please don’t make any health code violations on my behalf,” she replies with the faintest grin on her pretty lips.
“If you change your mind, send me a signal, okay? Maybe blow me a kiss from across the room or twerk. Twerking’s always good.”
Her face completely relaxes as she laughs and shakes her head. “You’re terrible. I’m going to head back to my friends,” she says, reaching out and squeezing my arm. Little bolts of lightning streak through my veins and land firmly in my balls. It’s hard to just stand here and watch her walk away. “Oh, Garreth?”
Glancing up, I meet her gaze. “Yes?”
“Thank you. For making me smile.” She rewards me with another small smile.
My throat is tight with emotion. “Anytime.”
Reagan rejoins her party, immediately jumping into an animated telling of what happened over with Justin. As much as I’d love to go over there, I can’t. I have a job to do, which right now, is serving the ex. Even if I’d rather kick his ass out or just flat out refuse to serve him, that’s not my job, and I always strive to do the best job I can.
Dammit.

 

 

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USA Today Bestselling Author Lacey Black is a Midwestern girl with a passion for reading, writing, and shopping. She carries her e-reader with her everywhere she goes so she never misses an opportunity to read a few pages. Always looking for a happily ever after, Lacey is passionate about contemporary romance novels and enjoys it further when you mix in a little suspense. She resides in a small town in Illinois with her husband, two children, and three rowdy chickens.
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Cover Reveal ~ Mail Order Bride ~ by ~ Britney King

Title: Mail Order Bride
Author: Britney King
Genre: Psychological Thriller
Release Date: July 22, 2022
The bestselling author of the “clever spine-tingler” The Secretary returns with a vicious and suspenseful tale of love-gone-wrong.
When Joel answers an ad in the back of the Farmers’ Almanac that promises to deliver the perfect wife, he isn’t sure what to expect.
For sure, it isn’t Gina.
Gina was aware she possessed secret powers—that’s what her father called them—from a very young age. He always told her she would make a perfect bride. So that’s exactly what she became.
She knows she’s not supposed to use her “powers” for evil and destruction, but Pine Lake is a small place, and Gina has big dreams—plans, in fact. She also has charm, beauty, sex appeal, and intelligence.
Only two things stand in her way: the social norms of 1953, and her new husband, Joel.
The solution may call for desperate measures. But, then, if anyone can get away with murder, it’s Gina.
However, there’s something Gina has yet to realize. That handsome groom of hers? He’s a serial loner for a reason.

 

Britney King lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, children, a dog named Gatsby, one ridiculous cat, and a partridge in a peach tree.
 
When she’s not wrangling the things mentioned above, she writes psychological, domestic and romantic thrillers set in suburbia.
 
Without a doubt, she thinks connecting with readers is the best part of this gig. You can find Britney online here:

 

 

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Excerpt Reveal ~ What Drives Us Home ~ by ~ K.B. Barrett

RELEASING IN ONE WEEK! Check out an exclusive excerpt from What Drives Us Home by K.B. Barrett!

If you like… Sexy Sheriff Mountain Men Small Town Romance A Spicy Age Gap Sexy Growly Hero Sassy Heroine And more than a few spicy scenes …then you will love the What Drives Us Home!

Releasing July 15th on all platforms!

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All she has ever dreamed about was their life together.

All he has ever wanted was to be enough for her.

She comes from money.

He’s had to work for everything.

She’s running to save him.

His life is stalled without her.

Her future is uncertain.

He can’t see a future without her.

She’s in trouble.

He’s the only one that can help.

Can two people from different sides of the tracks and with so many years between them ever find their way back to each other?

And if they do, can they learn to fight together for their happily ever after?

“Would you like one, Addison?” Carl asked, holding out a thin-stemmed glass of champagne, breaking her out of her daydream. She tried not to roll her eyes as she reached for it, but it wasn’t like he would see it. His gaze had been stuck on her cleavage for the last five minutes anyways.

“Thank you,” she muttered.

“Carl, dear, Addison would love a walk through the garden. Wouldn’t you, dear?” Trixie said, her nails biting into her arm, and she winced.

Her stomach dropped as she fought her brain to work through her panic and come up with a good excuse, because she was not going anywhere with him.

Could she just run out the door? 

If she took off her heels, she wondered if she might be fast enough. Then she glanced sideways at her guard and knew it wouldn’t work.

“Of course she would,” Trixie answered for her, giving her big eyes, and she must have missed part of what they were saying because everyone in their circle was giving her smiling looks as bile started to crawl up her throat.

Vomiting would give her an out. 

Before she could actually follow through, the doors behind them burst open, the crowd falling silent as they all turned to look at the intruder.

Her stomach instantly started twirling for a different reason as she looked at a man that she’d thought she would never see again.

Connor.

God. 

She knew that she had missed him.

But seeing him, actually seeing him in the flesh, standing there in front of her.

She knew that she missed him.

Trixie’s hand was squeezing her arm in a painful grip, but she hardly felt anything. She was too intent on his dark gaze as Connor’s eyes scanned the room before they locked on her.

Her heart twisted as she took him in and felt her breath seize in her lungs as he started to move forward. His long legs ate up the distance between them as he reached behind him and pulled out his cuffs.

“Addison Warner, you are under arrest for theft. You have the right to remain silent…” Connor’s voice drowned out as Trixie started screeching, and the crowd gasped.

What the heck was going on!

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Excerpt Reveal ~ The Boss Project ~ by ~ Vi Keeland

 

Title: The Boss Project
Author: Vi Keeland
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 11, 2022
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Merrick

 

“Mr. Crawford?” My assistant, Andrea, poked her head into my office while I was eating lunch with Will. “Sorry to interrupt, but HR asked me to find out if you might have time to talk with one of the candidates for the in-house therapist position?”
 
I shook my head. “I don’t need to talk to the applicants. I already gave my input to Joan. HR is holding second-round interviews and will let me know what they think when they’re done.”
 
“Apparently one of the candidates asked if she could have a minute with you after her appointment with HR. But her meeting is starting now, and I know you don’t like anything on your schedule during trading hours.”
 
“Which candidate?”
 
“Evie Vaughn.”
 
I leaned back in my chair with a chuckle. “Sure. Why not?”
 
She nodded. “I’ll let her know.”
 
Will lifted his chin after Andrea shut the door. “What was that little grin about?”
 
“One of the candidates for the stress therapist job is interesting, to say the least.”
 
“In what way?”
 
“Her first-interview appointment wasn’t until five one day last week, so when the market closed, I ran downstairs to Paloma to pick up a suit I’d bought and had tailored. After I left the store, I thought I’d forgotten my cell phone in the fitting room, so I went back to check. When I opened the door, I walked in on a woman.”
 
“I hate those places that have one fitting room for both men and women.”
 
“Actually, this place has separate ones. The woman was just in the men’s room. But that’s not the best part. When I walked in, she was half undressed…and smelling her armpit.”
 
Will’s brows shot up. “Come again?”
 
“You heard me right. Anyway, a few minutes later, my five o’clock appointment walks in, and it’s her. The woman from the fitting room.”
 
“The pit sniffer? Get the hell out of here. What did you do?”
 
“Nothing. I played it off like I didn’t recognize her, though she definitely recognized me. I could see her squirming.”
 
“Shit like this only happens to you, my friend. So what went down? How did the interview go?”
 
“She was the least-qualified candidate. I don’t even know how her resumé made it into the group that got called for interviews.”
 
“Yet she’s back here today for a second interview?”
 
“She is, indeed.”
 
Will shook his head. “What am I missing?”
 
“When I got home that night, I started thinking about how the board is shoving this position down my throat. They mandated that I hire someone, not that the person be competent.”
 
Will smiled. “Genius.”
 
I shook my head. “I need my people to be focused and ruthless while they’re here—not getting in touch with their emotions.”
 
“I hear you.”
 
As we finished lunch, Andrea returned and knocked. Evie Vaughn stood right behind her. Her wavy blond hair was up today, and she wore a simple black skirt and jacket with a red blouse underneath, giving her the sexy-librarian look every male fantasizes about at least once in his life. I tried to ignore the stir seeing her caused in me and forced my gaze down.
 
Andrea peeked her head in the door. “Do you need more time?”
 
I looked at Will. “We need to discuss anything else?”
 
He shook his head. “Not that I can think of. I’ll get the Endicott buy order placed as soon as it hits forty a share.”
 
“Good.” I turned my attention to Andrea. “Please show Ms. Vaughn in.”
 
Will left, tossing me a smirk over his shoulder as he passed Evie.
 
When the door shut, she took a few steps forward, then hesitated. “Thank you for seeing me.”
 
I nodded and gestured to the guest chairs on the other side of my desk. “Have a seat.”
 
“Your assistant mentioned you don’t usually take appointments while the market is open.”
 
“I don’t.” Leaning back, I tented my fingers. “What can I do for you, Ms. Vaughn?”
 
“It’s Evie, please. And…well, I was hoping you could clear something up for me.”
 
“What would that be?”
 
“Why am I here? For a second interview, I mean. You made it pretty clear during the first one that you didn’t think I had the right experience for the position, and I didn’t exactly make a winning first impression in that fitting room. So…why am I here again?”
 
I folded my arms across my chest and deliberated how to answer. The politically correct and professional response would’ve been to say I’d reconsidered based on how she’d handled herself during the interview. But I’d never been accused of being politically correct or professional.
 
“Are you sure you want the real answer? Sometimes it’s better not to know and just accept the outcome.”
 
She folded her arms across her chest, mimicking my posture. “Maybe, but I’d like to know anyway.”
 
I liked her spunk. It was a challenge to keep myself from smiling. “You were invited back because you are the least qualified of all of the people we interviewed.”
 
Her face fell, and I felt a tinge of guilt, even though she’d said she wanted the truth.
 
“Why would you do that?”
 
“Because hiring an in-house stress coach wasn’t my idea. My board of directors is forcing my hand.”
 
“Is it a problem because it wasn’t your idea?”
 
“I employ a hundred-and-twenty-five people whose jobs are to give me ideas.” I shook my head. “No, I don’t have an authority issue, Ms. Vaughn.”
 
She pursed her lips. “Doctor—it’s Doctor Vaughn. I prefer to be called Evie, but if you insist on using formal etiquette, you might as well use my proper title. I hold a PhD in clinical psychology.”
 
I couldn’t hold back the smile that time. I nodded. “Fine. No, I don’t have authority issues, Doctor Vaughn.”
 
“So you’re against the position, in general, and you wanted to hire the worst person to prove a point?”
 
I nodded once. “You could say that.”
 
“Are you against therapy?”
 
“I believe some people can benefit from therapy.”
 
“Some people? But not your employees? Do you believe your employees don’t have any stress in the workplace?”
 
“This is Wall Street, Ms.—Doctor Vaughn. If it weren’t a stressful job, my average trader wouldn’t earn seven figures. I just prefer my people to be focused while they’re here in the office.”
 
“Did you ever consider that you might be looking at things backward? Taking an hour out of the day to speak to someone isn’t what’s interrupting a stressed-out person’s focus. They’re already not focused because of their stress level. Therapy could help center someone so they can concentrate better.”
 
“Noted that there’s more than one way to look at things.” I studied her for a moment. “Is there anything else you wanted to ask? Or have we reached the point in the discussion where you tell me you hope we never see each other again?”
 
She smiled shyly. “I’m sorry about that. It wasn’t an appropriate thing to say.”
 
I shrugged. “It’s fine. Believe it or not, I’ve been accused of being inappropriate a time or two myself.”
She laughed as she stood. “Gee, I never would have guessed that from the man who sniffed me during my interview.” Evie held out her hand. “Thank you for your time. And your honesty.”

 

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New Release ~ Win My Heart ~ by ~ Lauren Helms

For Bernadette Ross, there are two things she knows for sure, she loves being a kick-ass gamer girl and she’s been in love with her teammate’s older brother for years. Wade Roberts was forced to put her in the friend zone, but when his feelings can’t be ignored any longer, the only option is to keep their relationship a secret. Fans of nerdy romance, Carrie Aarons, and Kaylee Ryan will adore WIN MY HEART by Lauren Helms, a secret relationship, gamer girl romance.

“Level Me Up is a cannot-put-down, relatable, fun-loving read that captured my heart, soul and mind and took me to another level.” – Amazon Reviewer on LEVEL ME UP, Gamer Boy 1

Blurb

Bernie

 

When it comes to gaming,

I’m a pro.

When it comes to my love life?

That’s a different story.

 

I’ve been crushing on my best friend’s older brother forever.

In return, he’s kept me in the friend zone for way too long.

Then things change between us.

And I get to see a whole new,

And incredibly sexy side to him.

 

But, he wants to keep things between us a secret.

 

Wade

 

I made a promise to my brother.

One I refused to break.

Until now.

 

I’ve ignored my feelings for the girl for way too long.

And the more time we spend together,

The harder I find myself falling.

 

There’s just one problem,

I can’t let anyone know that I’ve made her mine.

 

Can I win her heart before its game-over for us both?

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I want so badly to intertwine my fingers with hers, but I can’t, and she drops my hand before reaching for pretzels.

“O.M.G. It just hit me how hungry I am.” She shoves food into her mouth, and I can’t help but chuckle at her.

“Did you not eat dinner?” Leaning into the bar, I watch her with fascination.

“I did, but I was wearing a dress.” She offers this up as if it’s common sense.

I snort. “I don’t understand what that has to do with anything.”

She giggles and rolls her eyes. “Let me school you in some basic female knowledge.” She shoves more food into her mouth. If she wasn’t drunk, she’d be embarrassed at the way she’s acting. I find it endearing.

“Mkay. By all means, Bernie, educate me.”

She makes a face, and I’m not sure what I said that threw her off, but then she tells me. “If you’re gonna use a nickname, it’s Benny now.” She scoffs.

Confused, I just shake my head. I’ll admit, I don’t use her shortened name often. Way back in the day, she introduced herself to me as Bernadette, so it just stuck. I’ve always kinda liked that I’m the only one to use her full name, but I’m not on my game tonight. Between her being drunk and overly flirting with me, the new knowledge I possess about her, and the douche-waffle thinking he has a chance with her, I slip and use her nickname.

“Anyway, what do you have to teach me, oh wise one?” I smirk, getting her back on track.

“Ohh, I like that. But I think you’re making fun. I digress. When a woman is wearing a fancy dress, there are two rules. One, don’t make a mess. And two, don’t stuff yourself silly or your food baby will show.”

A deep belly laugh erupts from me. Between breaths, I ask, “Food baby?”

She’s soaking up my laughter, and she nods vigorously. “Yes, you know when you eat too much and it just sits there in your gut, and it looks like you’re about fifteen weeks preggo? Ergo, food baby. You don’t do that in a fancy tight-fitting dress.”

My laughter under control now, I tell her, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this before, Bernadette.” I chuckle, taking in her carefree, easy demeanor. Her eyes flash with something.

“Like what?” She hiccups.

“Drunk,” I deadpan.

Her eyes widen. “Oh, then I’ve done my job.”

I quirk my brow, “Do you get drunk often and hide it?” She giggles. “Well, shit, do I need to stage an intervention?”

Her pure happiness sets my blood on fire, and it takes everything in me to not reach out to touch her.

“Stop, I’m not a closet drunk. I mean, you don’t see me drunk because I don’t get drunk. In public or alone.” She tries her damnedest to make a serious face, but the attempt ends up just amusing her, and her eyes sparkle.

My own grin grows. “You’re fun like this. Carefree.”

She’s being hilarious right now. I know she doesn’t need alcohol to make her funny. She’s always fun to be around. But I realize now that I don’t have a lot of one-on-one conversations with her. I’m going to start craving this connection.

“I’m not normally fun?” She pops out her bottom lip, leaning forward slightly. Her scent fills my lungs. I take in a deep breath and lean in closer to her.

“No, you’re fun, Benny.” My voice is deep. Her eyes glitter at the use of her new nickname.

She attempts to be serious, but fails. “Just more fun when I’m wasted, yeah?”

“Nah. But normally, you don’t let me get close enough to have fun.” I don’t know why I said that, but it’s out there now.

Her eyes widen, and her mouth forms a little o. I let the silence envelop us. The ball is in her court now.

“Well…” She closes her mouth, opens it again, and then closes it.

I offer a soft laugh. She seems to gather her thoughts and says, “Well, you know where I live. So if you want fun, you know where to find me.”

Well. Fuck. Me.

I gulp, taking in her words, and before I can reply, she’s walking—no, running—away. Gia drapes her arm over her as the girls pull her into the conversation. I’m looking at her, still processing the gauntlet she threw down, and she peeks at me over her shoulder, gives me a little smile, then turns back to the group.

Damn, she launched that fucking ball right back into my court, didn’t she?

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About Lauren Helms

Lauren Helms is a romance author her nerdy and flirty contemporary words. Lauren has forever been an avid reader from the beginning. After starting a book review website, that catapulted her fully into the book world, she knew that something was missing. While working for a video game strategy guide publisher, she decided to mix what she knew best–video games and romance. She decided to take the plunge and write her first novel, Level Me Up. Several published novels later, Lauren created PR company, Indie Pen PR, to help other authors promote their books.

Lauren lives in Indianapolis, Indiana sharing her love of books and video games with her own Gamer Boy husband and three young kid nerds who will hopefully grow up to share the love of things that united Lauren and her husband on their own happily ever after.

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New Release ~ Fall From Grace ~ by ~ Tori Fox

FALL FROM GRACE by Tori Fox is out now! Check out the gorgeous new contemporary romance and get your copy today!

Title: Fall From Grace

Author: Tori Fox

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Fall From Grace:

I risked everything to write the story that could change my life. And it did, just not in the way I hoped. I was fired.

I went to my brother with my tail between my legs begging him for a job.

He came through and managed to get me one… working for his best friend.

But the most embarrassing thing, he happened to be my one night stand from a week ago and now enemy number one in my eyes.

We push each other’s buttons every day in every way.

Except, the more time I spend with him, the more I let my walls down.

I’ve always known, some things are too good to be true.

And Carson Taylor is one of them.

—

She’s my best friend’s little sister, Grace Prescott.

She is beyond off limits. And now, she works for me.

She’s a constant tease to me with those sexy outfits and bee stung lips.

But her teasing ends up turning into late night rendezvous and dirty secrets.

She’s hiding things from me. And it just might be my downfall.

I could lose everything again.

My pride, my job, my best friend.

Is this my not so eloquent fall from grace?

 

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I smile at her. “Let me guess, you have an ex who was a lawyer or a politician, maybe both.” She goes to cut me off but I continue talking. “And acted like some big shot. Was an asshole. Made you promises all the time but was too focused on his own career he forgot about you. And you thought you could put up with it but then the sex was lackluster, boring, you needed to get yourself off too many times to count while he lay snoring next to you after he got himself off inside you.”

She bites her lip hard then takes a large sip of her vodka and soda.

“And let me guess, his dick was small too.”

“It wouldn’t have mattered if his dick was big or small. He didn’t know how to use it.”

I smile as I watch her crack.

“Motherfucker.”

I run my finger along the edge of my glass as I hear Mason snickering next to me. “Sounds like it’s not really a lawyer or a politician problem. Sounds more like an asshole problem. Like someone who couldn’t read you, couldn’t understand what you wanted, what you needed.”

“And you do?”

I lean in a brush a piece of loose hair that was framing her face behind her ear. “I saw the way you were talking to that guy at the bar earlier. He wasn’t forceful enough for you. Your body was lax, your stance bored. You want someone to dominate you. You look like the type of woman who will fight back with every demand made. Yet with each second that passes your pussy grows wetter. Your thighs clenching, your body craving my touch. Yet I keep my distance. Each time I lean to grab my drink you hope I brush your arm. Feel the caress of my breath across your cheek. The need grows in you as I keep my distance. Your eyes are dilated anticipating the slightest touch. You want nothing more than for me to touch you. Drag my fingers gently down the side of your cheek. Then grab you, pulling you close, devouring that mouth. Pulling on your hair, gripping your hips hard enough to bruise.” I pull away and see the flush on her chest, the increased rate of her breathing. “But you’ll never admit that. You’re too strong to admit you would submit to me every damn time.”

About the Author:

Tori Fox is the author of romantic suspense and contemporary romance with a little bit of angst and a whole lot of sexy. When she isn’t writing, you can find her listening to true crime podcasts as she tends to her plants or singing along to Taylor Swift as she drinks champagne. Tori lives above the clouds with her husband and dog in the Rocky Mountains.

 

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