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New Release ~ Conspiracy in the Capitol ~ by ~ B. Ivy Woods

 

Rae isn’t sure she is ready to let her lost love back into her life and Flint knows this is his only shot at winning back the one he let get away. Time is supposed to heal all wounds, but can it mend a broken heart? Conspiracy in The Capitol by debut author B. Ivy Woods is a spicy, diverse second chance romance. Fans of return to hometown romances will love this contemporary romance with a suspenseful spin.

Time is supposed to heal all wounds, but can it mend a broken heart?

Rae’s been unlucky in love ever since having her heart broken years ago. When her ex reappears and declares his hope for a second chance, she’s not sure what to do. Time can heal past wounds, but sometimes heartbreak is irreparable…

Flint knows that this is his last opportunity to win her heart again and he’s playing for keeps. But with his reemergence in her life comes danger. Mysterious messages that plagued their relationship years ago have returned, threatening their reconciliation. Rae already has doubts about rekindling their relationship but now the stakes have increased and her life might be in danger.

Can their love truly conquer all?

This second chance romance is book one In The Capitol series.

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Copyright 2020 @ B. Ivy Woods

“So, you know how I attended a fundraiser with my dad because my mom couldn’t make it last night?” Everyone nodded, remembering the text conversation they’d had about it. “Well, you’ll never guess who I ran into.” Jules reached over to grab her blond hair, which was draped over her shoulders and played with the ends for a few seconds before folding her hands in her lap.
“The President of the United States?” Liv smirked. Eve laughed, and Rae smiled in response.
“Nope, but I’m not sure that would have been more exciting. I saw Flint West.”
The whole table was silent. Jules looked down at her hands, while Eve and Liv stared at her.
Rae’s face was blank, but her mouth was agape, revealing how she felt about the news. Was Flint back in town? Since when? She swallowed hard before speaking. “You saw Flint? How is he?”
The thought of him still made her heart race and she couldn’t decide if she liked that or not. The last time she and Flint had spoken to each other had been cordial, but the couple of months that had led up to them ending their relationship had been tense. But when they were good, everything was fantastic. That included them being long-distance for most of their relationship. The plans they’d made, the dreams they’d shared had gone away several years ago, but sometimes Rae would think about him and wonder what could have been.
“He looked well. He asked about you.”
“That’s great.” Rae made sure that her expression remained unchanged. She took another long sip from her drink. She wouldn’t go down that road again.
“What did he ask about her?” Eve asked, turning her attention to Jules. Unsurprisingly, Eve was the one to follow up with a list of questions.
“Well, we didn’t have much time to talk because we saw each other just before the speeches began. He asked how Rae was doing and if she still lived in the area.” Rae showed no emotion when Jules said her name.
“Interesting.” Eve leaned back in her chair and thought for a second. “I didn’t realize Flint was back in town.”
“He’s been back for a few months. His law firm transferred him to the DC area. He lives in Arlington too.”
He would. Arlington was a nice size, but it wasn’t that big. The probability of them running into each other was high. The thought of that made her nauseous. Their breakup wasn’t the cleanest, but it had been for the best at that point in their lives. She hadn’t even given much thought to the idea that she might run into his parents too.
“That’s good for him. It sounds like he’s doing well for himself.”
Jules mumbled a reply that no one at the table could catch.
“What was that, Jules?” Liv leaned in closer.
“I said he asked if Rae’s phone number was still the same.”
Liv turned to face Jules, and her eyes darted from Jules to Rae and back. “He asked if Rae’s phone number changed? You have to be kidding. Did he say anything about trying to contact her?”
Jules shook her head and Rae let out a deep breath as she glanced down at her own hands. She could feel someone’s eyes on her, and when she looked up, her gaze connected with Eve’s.
“I was a little worried about telling you, but I knew you had to know.”
Rae’s emotional state after the breakup had been rough for weeks. She wasn’t surprised that Jules debated telling her because she had seen the toll the breakup had taken on her. Her friends were there to help her pick up the pieces. Rae knew how lucky she was to have their friendship.
“Don’t worry about it. Thanks for telling me.” Rae downed the rest of her wine before placing the glass back down on the table. She knew that she finished her drink too fast, but she didn’t care. She looked around and noticed that Jules was close to finishing hers, too. “Do you guys want something else? I’m paying.”

 

About B. Ivy Woods

Ivy Woods has been writing for as long as she can remember. After getting her Bachelor of Arts in Political Science and Environmental Policy and a Masters in Energy Policy and Law and working in the environmental field for several years, she decided to become a stay-at-home mom. That is when thoughts of a writing career really took off. Although she competed in NaNoWriMo multiple times, 2019 was the first year that she won. This win inspired her to make writing a career. Her debut novel will be self-published in 2020.

Although she is originally from New York City, she currently lives in the DMV (Washington, D.C., Maryland, Virginia) with her husband, daughter, dog, and cat.

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New Release ~ Wrong Text, Right Love ~ by ~ Claudia Burgoa

I guess I give good….text.
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Wrong Text, Right Love by Claudia Burgoa
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USA TODAY Bestselling Author Claudia Burgoa presents an engaging love story full of mistaken identity, drunk texts, and hysterical mishaps.

Sex talk is my job. I’m an influencer. I run a popular blog where I give all kinds of dating tips, and girls all over the world thank me for helping them with their love lives.

I wish I could follow my own advice because my love life is totally dead. I just drunk texted my ex-boyfriend… except, I didn’t. That text ended up going to someone else.

Oops.

This new relationship is almost picture-perfect, just like my online life. I guess I give good…text.
He doesn’t have to put up with my colorful personality–as my hot next-door neighbor describes me. Or my messy schedule.
This long-distance relationship is the best thing that’s happened to me and I plan to keep it that way.

Until we agree to meet up, and I’m freaking out.
When he meets the real me, will he hate me forever?
Or will we be one day telling our grandkids about that wrong text, right love?

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Wrong Text, Right Love is a cute rom-com of two secret lovers who prepare to risk it all for love. Claudia Burgoa brings the flirty fun in this cozy novel of risking it all for romance.

About the Author:

Claudia is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author. She lives in Colorado, working for a small IT. She has three children and manages a chaotic household of two confused dogs, and a wonderful husband who shares her love of all things geek. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.

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New Release ~ The Breakup Bucket List ~ by ~ Cassie Cross

Today we have the release day blitz for THE BREAKUP BUCKET LIST by Cassie Cross! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: The Breakup Bucket List

Author: Cassie Cross

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About The Breakup Bucket List:

Ever since Lindsay Castillo was a little girl, she dreamed about living in Port City. As an adult, she learns the difficult lesson that dreams aren’t always what they’re cracked up to be. With a broken heart, an apartment full of boxes and a moving company booked, Lindsay jots down everything she wants to do before she leaves Port City and heads back home to start over.

 

She has a month to mark off everything on The Breakup Bucket List.

 

Evan Roberts is doing his best to live up to the high expectations that come along with having his last name. As Port City royalty, he’s been following a strict path to success since the day he was born. He’s looking for a little fun—something to shake up the monotony of his life—when he runs into Lindsay. He’s captivated by her and welcomes the challenge of helping her complete her bucket list.

 

It doesn’t take much convincing for Lindsay to agree; there are some things she wants to do before she moves that only someone with Evan’s access can help her with. What starts off as a simple partnership grows into more as Lindsay and Evan race against the clock and Lindsay’s moving day draws closer…

 

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The question startles me so badly that I kick my shoes right off my feet. I sit up quickly, pressing my hand against my chest to make sure my heart is still somewhere inside my body instead of flopping around on my blanket.

Handsome impostor picks up my shoes, placing them neatly beside me.

“I’m sorry I scared you,” he says with a smile that brings out this dimple in his cheek that makes him almost too cute to be mad at. “You scared me, too.”

“That’s okay,” I say attempting to catch my breath and sound unaffected at the same time. “I guess I thought I was the only trespasser up here.”

He laughs. “You are.”

He tugs on the badge that’s attached to the lanyard that’s hanging around his neck. I lean in close enough to read it. It has the logo of the company on the background, along with what has to be the world’s best ID photo, and his name.

Which is Evan Roberts.

Okay, so my somewhat calmed heart is racing again. “Evan Roberts of the Roberts Industries? Or is that just a happy coincidence.”

“Guilty as charged, I’m afraid.”

He’s trying to be friendly, but I’m worried this is some kind of an act to get me booked on misdemeanor trespassing charges.

“How do I know you’re you and not someone who’s just claiming to be you?”

He grins, and that damned dimple comes rushing back. “You don’t think I’m me?”

“I’m appropriately skeptical, I think.”

“Would you like me to have a background check run on…myself?”

It’s a tempting offer, but… “I think I would like a third party of my choosing to check up on you. To make sure you are who you say you are and also to make sure you’re not a creep.”

That surprises a laugh out of him. He shoves his hands in his pockets. “Please do. I can provide references if you’d like.”

 

 

About Cassie:

Cassie Cross is a Maryland native and a romantic at heart, who lives outside of Baltimore with her two dogs and a closet full of shoes. Cassie’s fondness for swoon-worthy men and strong women are the inspiration for most of her stories, and when she’s not busy writing a book, you’ll probably find her eating takeout and indulging in her love of 80’s sitcoms.

 

 

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New Release ~ The Book Doctor ~ by ~ Britney King

Title: The Book Doctor

Author: Britney King
Genre: Psychological Thriller
Release Date: June 11, 2020
From the bestselling author of The Social Affair and HER comes a riveting new thriller about a writer desperate to make a comeback who realizes that success may cost more than he can afford to pay when a stranger arrives at his door.
 
George is bitter. As he should be. Once a household name, George is dying to make a comeback, and death may be the only option left to get the public’s attention. Ask anyone, his life is unraveling at the seams. Meanwhile, his new apprentice is everything he is not. 
 
The enigmatic man his publisher sends to help is young and ambitious, with looks that could kill, and possibly do.
 
When George discovers that his apprentice’s talent extends beyond fixing broken plots, that his winning formula may, in fact, be a result of making the crimes in his novels come to life, George has to ask himself how much he is willing to overlook to achieve mainstream success. 
 
Perfectly paced, The Book Doctor is an electrifying psychological thriller about a life’s work, obsession, and the dangerous places ambition can take you. Full of enough tension and twists to make even the most seasoned suspense reader break out in a cold sweat, it keeps you guessing until the very last page.
 

Britney King lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, children, two dogs, one ridiculous cat, and a partridge in a pear tree.
When she’s not wrangling the things mentioned above, she writes psychological, domestic and romantic thrillers set in suburbia.
 
Currently, she’s writing three series and several standalone novels.
 
The Bedrock Series features an unlikely heroine who should have known better. Turns out, she didn’t. Thus she finds herself tangled in a messy, dangerous, forbidden love story and face-to-face with a madman hell-bent on revenge. The series has been compared to Fatal Attraction, Single White Female, and Basic Instinct.
 
The Water Series follows the shady love story of an unconventional married couple—he’s an assassin—she kills for fun. It has been compared to a crazier book version of Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Also, Dexter.
 
Around The Bend is a heart-pounding standalone, which traces the journey of a well-to-do suburban housewife, and her life as it unravels, thanks to the secrets she keeps. If she were the only one with things she wanted to keep hidden, then maybe it wouldn’t have turned out so bad. But she wasn’t.
The With You Series at its core is a deep love story about unlikely friends who travel the world; trying to find themselves, together and apart. Packed with drama and adventure along with a heavy dose of suspense, it has been compared to The Secret Life of Walter Mitty and Love, Rosie.
The Social Affair is an intense standalone about a timeless couple who find themselves with a secret admirer they hadn’t bargained for. For fans of the anti-heroine and stories told in unorthodox ways, the novel explores what can happen when privacy is traded for convenience. It is reminiscent of films such as One Hour Photo and Play Misty For Me. 
 
Without a doubt, connecting with readers is the best part of this gig. You can find Britney online here: 
 
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New Release ~ Prometheus Burning ~ by ~ Rachel Radner

Title: Prometheus Burning

Author: Rachel Radner
Genre: Romance
Release Date: June 10, 2020
Cover Design: Radner Designs
A recently divorced woman reconnects with the past in the form of her deceased ex. An ethereal romance commences… one full of hauntings, hope, and love.
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He appears to her; nothing more than an apparition. She reaches to touch him. Wonders whether her hand will go right through. But he’s here after fifteen years. She keeps telling herself that must mean something.
 
Even if Jamie’s no longer in the flesh.
 
He won’t leave until he saves her. Whatever the hell that means.
Maybe Jamie’s simply another ghost from the past haunting her in the present. She’s not in the business of being saved.
But Jamie? Neither is he.
☆¸.•*¨*★☆

“Rachel is not afraid to take on hard hitting issues that face many of us today in her writing. You will be rooting and cheering for these two Unforgettable Characters in this novel.” — Jacob Marquez, Reading Corner (Goodreads Review, Five Stars)

“Rachel Radner has made her way into a coveted list of authors for me. Authors who pull such extreme emotions from me that I will remember this book 20 years down the road.” — Cassie Ashford (Goodreads Review, Five Stars)

Chapter One
Fifteen Years Later
Jemma
“Ocean Breathes Salty” played on the radio above the noise of my cell phone ringing on the bedside table next to it.
I groaned, shifting from my right shoulder and onto my stomach, a pillow smack against my face. My eyelids stuck together as I reached out my arm, clasping the phone. A sharp pain moved down the right side of my back, primarily the shoulder blade area.
Fuck getting old.
“Hello?” I croaked into the phone, trying to ignore the song. Jamie, my ex, popped into my head enough. I didn’t need a song reminding me of him, too.
As my eyes slowly opened, I blinked back the sharp light that spilled in from half-open blinds above the bed frame. On further inspection, I noticed the icicles clinging to the windows had melted away. Leftover from the freak February snow storm we’d had on my “favorite” holiday of all, Valentine’s Day (said me, never). Nothing but damp residual dripped on the outside now.
“Jemma, honey, it’s your mother.” Mom’s upbeat, yet subtextually judgmental tone blasted into my eardrums.
Fuck me.
I pressed the cell against my cheek and rolled onto my back.
“Oh, uh, morning, Ma.” I sounded froggy as hell.
“What’s wrong with your voice?” Mom asked. “Were you still sleeping at this hour?”
The clock on the wall read 9:30 am.
“Uh, yeah, I guess I overslept.” I shrugged. Not that oversleeping was even a thing for me at this point. I never had anywhere to be other than my therapy appointments once a week in the late afternoon.
“Again?” Mom’s clicked her tongue in disapproval, and I could feel her shaking her head from the other end of that receiver. “Is it your anxiety keeping you up at night? I should call Paul. Maybe he can up the Xanax dosage.”
Paul. Or, as I usually called him, Doctor Wiig. Somehow Mom ended up on a first name basis with most of my therapists, though, so I was used to her talking about these doctors like they’d been friends for years.
“No, Ma, I’m fine. Really. Just up late… binging a Netflix show, that’s all.”
She didn’t need to know the truth.
She didn’t need to know the truth.
“Alright, well—” Mom cut off abruptly, and we sat there listening to nothing but white noise. The silence was painful. Eventually, in a deadpan tone, she added, “Hope the show was good.”
We both let out a stifled laugh, and I slid my feet down to the carpet, plopping them against the floor with oomph the same way I added the button to the end of a chapter in one of my books. Adding the button, as I liked to call it, meant that extra oomph before the closing of a scene. Except, unfortunately in this case, Mom was still on the line, and I didn’t even exactly know why she was calling.
I crossed the empty room, scarce of mostly everything. Dave had taken almost all the furniture in the divorce. I stepped over bumps in the rug, seeing the ghostly imprints from a bureau that had been here just a couple of weeks ago. These imprints were all over the room. One next to the bed that had been our side table, and another right next to the bathroom where I headed. Those imprints were from a faux fireplace that also served as the mantle for our LED TV. Dave was now the proud possessor of an entire household set of furniture.
And me? Hell, I had an entire empty two-bedroom house to myself. Woot. Life was really looking up.
My free hand reached for the handle to the bathroom, and I looked back at my IKEA bedframe. The one I’d purchased last week so I had more than a mattress to sleep on. Dave was kind enough to let me keep the mattress.
Like me, the flimsy black frame appeared as if it could snap at any time.
“Jemma? Are you listening? Now I’m really getting concerned.”
“I’m here. Sorry.” I flicked on the light switch in the bathroom and stared into the water-streaked mirror above the sink. A row of lightbulbs over the mirror illuminated my face. Two of the five bulbs needed replacements. Something I’d get around to changing eventually. But the light was enough for me to see my reflection. Specifically, the bags beneath my eyes, in the middle of a puffy, round face.
I read somewhere once that a sign of getting old was looking tired all the time. And these bags just wouldn’t seem to disappear. I guess that meant I should start welcoming the inevitable reality of my impending old age.
Everything about me seemed bland now. Neutral face. Faded green eyes. Mousy-brown hair that stuck to my skin like itchy straw.
I poked a finger beneath my right eye. Strange. It didn’t feel any puffier than it did when I was younger. But something internally was hollower than ever.
“Well, since you don’t seem to be here with me this morning,” Mom said, “I’m simply going to come out and say it.”
“What’s wrong? Who died?” I asked jokingly. Mom called me a lot, yeah, but typically she reserved her random checkups for the afternoon. After I’d slaved over my laptop for hours, banging away on my keyboard, attempting to finalize a manuscript I couldn’t seem to complete. You know, the one my agent had been waiting to receive. The next bestseller. No pressure or anything. I merely had to submit a novel that sold more than the first four.
Yeah, life was real great these days.
Maybe I should take Mom up on that offer to call Dr. Wiig. After all, my love affair with Xanax seemed to be the only one that ever lasted.
“Are you sitting down?” Mom asked.
“I’m not.”
“I think you should be sitting down for this.”
“Uh…” I slowly inched out of the bathroom and found my way back to the bed. Sliding down against the sheets, I asked in a more serious voice, “What is it?”
Mom said the next words as if she were simply giving me a weather report for the day.
“Jamie’s dead.”

 

“Ocean Breathes Salty” carried me away.
Rachel Radner has been writing since the first grade when her teacher handed her a journal and instructed her to write about her day. Since then she’s continued journalling… though she spends most of her time writing fictional stories. There’s always another idea that comes to her randomly. You should see the notes on her phone. Seriously.
 
Rachel lives in Los Angeles, CA with her husband and two furry Golden Retrievers (*cough* children *cough*). When she isn’t writing, she can be seen drinking coffee or tea… and probably watching something geeky on the internet. Or writing Star Wars fanfiction. Oh yeah, and she also has an unhealthy obsession with history and learning languages.

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New Release & Review ~ Learning Curves ~ by ~ Molly O’Hare

Release Date: June 8
Learning Curves is a single dad, enemies to lovers, curvy girl rom-com with a teacher that everyone wished they had in school, and a swoon-worthy dad that would do anything for his daughter. Throw in an over-eating dog and watch what happens next.

 

To Spencer Hurley, women only left pain and destruction in their wake. The only good thing that came from his disaster of an ex was his daughter, Annabelle. Right now, making sure Belle was taken care of and getting her the help she needed with her learning disabilities was his only focus. And if that meant moving to a new town, consider the moving truck rented and packed.

 

 

Ellie Ryan spent her childhood being judged and bullied because of her learning disabilities. Jokes on them, though, she was now the top special education teacher in her district. See, Ellie totally had her life together. Kind of. Maybe… Okay, really, she’s a word-vomiting, curvy, hot-mess, who hasn’t had a date in who knows how long. And then there was Roxy, her rude over-eating dog. Nevertheless, Ellie was fiercely protective of her students. She’d gladly rip out the throat of anyone that dared to mess with her kids. Including their parents. 

 

 

 

 

So, please explain to Ellie why, even after calling her new student’s father out during a disastrous parent-teacher meeting, Ellie couldn’t help being insanely attracted to the gruff single dad? Somebody, please help her. Besides, nothing good could come from it… right?
 
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YO! Hey, thanks for coming to my about me to check me out! Has anyone told you, you’re beautiful and amazing lately? Just in case they haven’t, I am!

 

So you want to know a little more about me? Well okay then. Much like any author out there, sleeping doesn’t come easily to me. As it turns out, I’ve got horrible insomnia. Like, scary horrible. Anyway, when I was younger, to help myself fall asleep I’d tell myself stories. Each night I’d pick up where the story left off previously until it was complete. Then I started writing them down. A few months later, here I am, sharing my lack of sleep with all of you. Who said the stories in our heads can’t be fun for others?
 
 
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New Release ~ The Marriage Game ~ by ~ Sara Desai

Today we are excited to share the release of THE MARRIAGE GAME by Sara Desai! This is a sexy, romantic comedy that you won’t want to miss.

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Book Blurb:

One of Oprah Magazine’s Most Anticipated Romances of 2020

A high stakes wager pits an aspiring entrepreneur against a ruthless CEO in this sexy romantic comedy.

After her life falls apart, recruitment consultant Layla Patel returns home to her family in San Francisco. But in the eyes of her father, who runs a Michelin starred restaurant, she can do no wrong. He would do anything to see her smile again. With the best intentions in mind, he offers her the office upstairs to start her new business and creates a profile on an online dating site to find her a man. She doesn’t know he’s arranged a series of blind dates until the first one comes knocking on her door…

As CEO of a corporate downsizing company Sam Mehta is more used to conflict than calm. In search of a quiet new office, he finds the perfect space above a cozy Indian restaurant that smells like home. But when communication goes awry, he’s forced to share his space with the owner’s beautiful yet infuriating daughter Layla, her crazy family, and a parade of hopeful suitors, all of whom threaten to disrupt his carefully ordered life.

As they face off in close quarters, the sarcasm and sparks fly. But when the battle for the office becomes a battle of the heart, Sam and Layla have to decide if this is love or just a game.

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Sara Desai has been a lawyer, radio DJ, marathon runner, historian, bouncer and librarian. She lives on Vancouver Island with her husband, kids and an assortment of forest creatures who think they are pets. Sara writes sexy romantic comedy and contemporary romance with a multicultural twist. When not laughing at her own jokes, Sara can be found eating nachos. Visit Sara at http://www.saradesai.com.

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New Release ~ Taking Her Chase ~ by ~ Danielle Pays

Today we have the release day blitz for Danielle Pays’s contemporary romance, Taking Her Chase! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: Taking Her Chase

Author: Danielle Pays

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Taking Her Chase:

He’s in love with his best friend. She’s dating his number one suspect. What could go wrong?

Harmony Brose can’t stop fantasizing about her best friend. After a few drinks, she took a risk. She asked Chase to kiss her. It was the best kiss of her life. Until he jumped up and left, breaking her heart.

Officer Chase Harvey had thought about kissing Harmony for years but never crossed that line until that night. Fearing Harmony was drunk, he had to cut it off until he was sure she truly wanted him. Apparently she didn’t, because Harmony just started dating the new man in town.

Chase doesn’t have time to waste on regrets. A woman vanished from their small town and he’ll do whatever is necessary to solve the case. When evidence points to the new man, Chase must follow the lead. It has nothing at all to do with the fact the man is dating Harmony…

Now he has to decide. Is he willing to risk losing the woman he loves in order to protect her?

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Harmony answered her phone. “Good afternoon.”

“Hey, sexy.”

Even through the phone, this man’s voice caused her to squeeze her thighs together.

“Will you be working all night?”

“Actually no. That’s why I called. I’ll be done in about two hours. Do you want to hang out?”

Yes!

“That sounds good,” she said casually.

“All right. I can swing by and pick you up.”

“I’m at Lauren’s. Can you pick me up here?”

He chuckled, and she could imagine the lines by his eyes when he smiled.

“You two having happy hour?”

“Yep.”

“All right. Just don’t get too carried away. I have plans for you later, and you’ll need your energy.”

“What plans?”

She took a drink of wine to keep from laughing. She knew what he was thinking but was curious what he would say when pressed.

“Plans that involve my head between your thighs.”

She spat out her wine. “Holy shit, Chase.”

He laughed. “Too much?”

She grabbed a napkin off the table and cleaned up. “No, just unexpected. I guess I never really knew this side of you.”

“Just thinking of you brings up so many dirty thoughts.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. And I can’t wait to share every one with you.”

“You want to share some more now?”

He chuckled. “I never knew you liked dirty talk.”

“There is a lot you don’t know about me,” she said, hoping her voice sounded sultry.

“Mmm. Is that so?”

“If you play your cards right, I might let you get to know more.”

He growled. “Tonight, I’m going to get to know you really well, babe. I’ll see you in a couple of hours.”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

She ended the call. “Damn that man!”

“Someone has it bad.” Lauren walked into the room, carrying a bowl.

“Yeah. I do.”

 

About the Author:

Danielle Pays writes steamy romance novels with a touch of suspense. When not trying to write her characters into some kind of trouble, she can be found guzzling coffee at her kids’ soccer games. Black coffee is a requirement as she lives in the Pacific Northwest.

 

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New Release ~ Game Changer ~ by ~ Kelly Jamieson

He can’t say no to her…it may just be a game changer.
Game Changer by Kelly Jamieson is available now!
Jackson Wynn
I don’t want anything to do with my crazy family’s drama, which I’ve been watching unfold from a distance over the last year, but now my grandfather has Alzheimer’s and I feel I need to at least make a quick visit to see him. My hockey season’s over, all I have to do is get through my teammate Steve’s wedding, and then I’m on a plane to Los Angeles to do my family duty. After that, I’ll head home to Manitoba for some summer R&R at the family lake cottage.Molly Flynn
Nobody’s expecting what happens at my wedding, which becomes pandemonium. I need to get out of there. Fast. Who do I turn to? Jackson Wynn, one my fiancé’s teammates. He’s been a friend to me since I met Steve. For one night, we hide out in his condo, but he’s leaving in the morning for California. I want to go with him.

Jackson
I can’t take Steve’s fiancée with me to California. He’s going to flip shit over this. But the lying cheating bastard kind of deserves it, and I’ve always had a soft spot for Molly. Or maybe not so soft…because she’s not only sweet and kind, she’s hot as hell. This is a bad idea for so many reasons, and I sure as hell don’t need more drama in my life, but I can’t say no to her.

On this nutso trip, neither of us expect Molly to bond with my bonkers family…especially my poor, confused grandpa. And neither of us expect to bond with each other.

About Kelly Jamieson

Kelly Jamieson is a USA Today bestselling author of over 40 romance novels and novellas.

Her writing has been described as “emotionally complex”, “sweet and satisfying” and “blisteringly sexy”. She likes black coffee, white wine and high heels…and of course cheering on her Winnipeg Jets during hockey season!

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New Release ~ A Date for Good Luck ~ by ~ Heidi McLaughlin & LP Dover


Title: A Date for Good Luck
Series: The Dating Series
Authors: Heidi McLaughlin & LP Dover 
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 9, 2020

 

 

 

New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors Heidi McLaughlin and L.P. Dover come together for a sexy new series that delivers romance for every season!

 

 
Kiss the Blarney Stone, Hope Dunn is going to need some good ole fashion Irish luck! In the chaos of tax season the Arizona accountant is pulled away to stand in her cousin’s wedding. All it takes is one step back in the Big Apple, and she regrets making the trip. True to character, her mother uses their time together to hound Hope about getting married and settling down.
 
Still, Hope fulfills her bridesmaid obligations by joining the bridal party for a shamrock wearing, pint chugging St. Paddy’s day blow out. There she runs into best man—and smokin’ hot ginger—Kellan Townsend. Far too much green beer later, she finds out exactly what that fine Irish lad keeps under his kilt.
 
Afterwards, Hope wants nothing more than to walk of shame her way into a dark room and nurse her hangover. Unfortunately, wedding demands won’t allow it. As if facing Kellan isn’t awkward enough, her mother picks that moment to launch into a fresh guilt-trip over her lack of grandbabies. Like a lucky little Leprechaun, Kellan cuts in with a magical offer.
 
A pretend romance to get her mother off her back seems like a wish granted. But Kellan has an agenda all his own. Can he use this opportunity to jig his way straight into Hope’s heart? Or will he need a four-leaf clover to get past this workaholic’s defenses?
 

Kellan nods toward the bar. “Ready?” He holds out his arm and it’s as if my body moves of its own accord. I take it and he leads me to the bar. “Let me guess, green beer?”

“Please,” I scoff, waving him off, “it’s St. Patrick’s Day. I want a true Irish-inspired drink.”

The bartender walks over to us. “What’ll it be you two?”

Kellan looks to me. “Ladies first.”

“I’ll take an Irish Eyes,” I say. The bartender nods and smiles and then turns to Kellan.

Kellan laughs at me. “Irish whiskey, huh? I think I’ll do the same.” The bartender pours the whiskey in a glass and mixes it with a little cream and green crème de menthe. Kellan holds up his glass and looks in my eyes. “It actually matches your eyes. But you’re not Irish.”

I shake my head. “Nope. Got a lot of German in me though.”

Kellan takes a sip of his drink. “Don’t know why this is called Irish Eyes. The most common eye color among Irish is blue.”

Holding up my glass, I clank it against his. “Just like yours.”

His blue eyes twinkle and I avert my gaze to my drink. The way he looks at me makes things stir inside of me and I really don’t need my insides to be stirred right now, or even think of it for that matter. I should probably stop drinking.

“So, tell me,” Kellan calls out, “how long are you in town for?”

I take a sip of my drink, it’s loaded with Irish whiskey. “Only till the wedding,” I respond, meeting his gaze again. “After that, I have to get back.” 

His lips pull back slightly in that sexy grin of his. “So, not long then. Hate to hear it.” I’m starting to hate it too. Shaking my head, I try to drive all indecent thoughts out of my mind, but all I can think about is hearing his voice in the dark, whispering in my ear as he touches me. I push the drink aside and Kellan laughs. “Too much for you?”

I rub a hand over my face. The room feels hot, but that’s probably because I’m tipsy and he’s making me want things I shouldn’t. “Actually, I was a little drunk to begin with. I think I need some air.”

Kellan takes my hand. “Come on. There’s a private area out back we can sit. I’ll grab you a bottle of water and we can go out there.”

He asks the bartender for a water and hands it to me. We walk out of the private room into the hallway and I guzzle the water as we head toward the door. When Kellan opens it, it leads out onto a balcony that overlooks the river. There are people everywhere and I can hear their chattering, but the cool air feels good on my skin.

“Better?” Kellan asks.

I nod. “Much. I just needed some fresh air.” There are two wrought iron chairs and he guides me into one.

“How much have you had to drink today?”

Groaning, I close my eyes. “Well … I was forced into taking Jell-O shots in the limo. To be honest, I’m not a huge drinker. Doesn’t take much to get me drunk.” Kellan laughs and it makes me smile. That’s one of the things I never forgot about him … the way he laughs. 

“What are you smiling about?” he asks, laughing again.

I turn to face him. “Your laugh. I remember it from a long time ago. You were always so fun to be around. I always thought you’d end up with Hannah one day.”

Smiling, he shakes his head. “No. I always had my eye on someone else. Didn’t work out though.”

“You mean Bridget?” I ask.

“Fuck no,” he blurts out. “That was over a long time ago.”

His smile fades and I can see a flash of pain in those blue eyes of his. “What happened?”

Sighing, he looks off into the distance. “She did me wrong. Never thought I’d get hurt, but I did. After she left me for someone else, I just didn’t give a shit anymore.”

“Is that when you started growing a beard? In the pictures Hannah and Hallie sent over the years, I thought you were a homeless man.” That’s not exactly true. He’s always been good looking, but I really did hate the long, scraggly beard. Now, he looks sexy with just the stubble.

Kellan chuckles hard. “You thought I looked homeless? That’s messed up, Hope.”

I shrug. “Hey, you don’t look it now.” I glance down at his green get up. “Right now, you look like a leprechaun.”

He peers down at my green tutu. “And you look like a silly fairy.” But then he looks up at me and winks. “A cute one, by the way.” We watch the people walk by on the street and they’re all having such a grand ole time. It’s easy to get lost in the appeal. Feels like it’s been forever since I’ve let loose and had fun.

Kellan leans back in his chair. “So, tell me about yourself. What’s changed since the last time I saw you?”

I shrug. “Not much. Got older and left town.”

His brows lift curiously. “Dating anyone?”

“No,” I reply, shaking my head. “I was seeing someone a few months ago, but it didn’t work out. We really didn’t have anything in common. He was all into trail riding on his bike and I just couldn’t get into it. I tried once and broke my wrist.”

Kellan snorts. “And did he wear that girly looking spandex shit?”

The thought makes me smile. “Yep, but he wasn’t very masculine to begin with. Maybe that’s why I really wasn’t attracted to him. Not that I need a man to protect me, but it’d be nice to have someone who could defend my honor if need be.” I roll my eyes. “Okay, I must really be drunk to say crap like that.”

He smirks. “I get it. A woman should feel protected when she’s with her man.”

The door opens and Stewart steps out. “There you both are,” he says, looking concerned.

Kellan stands and I do the same. “Is everything okay?”

Stewart sighs. “I think Hallie’s had too much to drink. She’s sick so we’re going to head back to the house. The limo should be here in five minutes.”

I nod. “We’ll be there.”

Usually, I’d want the night to end, but I don’t want it to now. Plus, I don’t want to go home. My mother will still be awake and all too ready to finish her conversation about how I need to get busy with my life and find a husband. And if I don’t, she’ll handle it for me. My goal was to not go home until I knew she was asleep.

“What’s wrong?” Kellan asks.

With a heavy sigh, I meet his gaze. “I don’t want to go home just yet.”

He shrugs. “Then don’t. You can come with me and I’ll take you home later.”

The thought tempts me, but I don’t know if it’s a good idea or not. I trust Kellan not to do anything stupid, but the problem is me. I’m the one I need to worry about.

“Are you sure?” I ask, second guessing myself, but then he opens his lips and talks to me in that sexy Irish brogue.

“Come on, lassie. It’ll be fine.”

How can I say no to that?
Heidi McLaughlin is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of The Beaumont Series, The Boys of Summer, and The Archers.
 
Originally, from the Pacific Northwest, she now lives in picturesque Vermont, with her husband, two daughters, and their three dogs.
 
In 2012, Heidi turned her passion for reading into a full-fledged literary career, writing over twenty novels, including the acclaimed Forever My Girl.
 
When writing isn’t occupying her time, you can find her sitting courtside at either of her daughters’ basketball games.
 
Heidi’s first novel, Forever My Girl, has been adapted into a motion picture with LD Entertainment and Roadside Attractions, starring Alex Roe and Jessica Rothe, and opened in theaters on January 19, 2018.

 


New York Times and USA Today bestselling author L. P. Dover is a southern belle living in North Carolina with her husband and two beautiful girls. Everything’s sweeter in the South has always been her mantra and she lives by it, whether it’s with her writing or in her everyday life. Maybe that’s why she’s seriously addicted to chocolate.
 
Dover has written countless novels in several different genres, including a children’s book with her daughter. Her favorite to write is romantic suspense, but she’s also found a passion in romantic comedy. She loves to make people laugh which is why you’ll never see her without a smile on her face.

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